good friend?Boy friend!

Xingbu hurried back to the house, put on two cotton-padded clothes, and heated the fire more vigorously, making it much warmer. However, when he thought of the July flower that was still being attacked by the wind and snow, he felt uneasy and wanted to see it. I thought, I should set up a small tent for the July flower to protect it, or else it would freeze to death in the wind and snow before it withered.Therefore, Xingbu braved the wind and snow and built a small tent for July Flower to protect it from the wind and snow. When it survived the heavy snow and the weather was warmer, its life would be easier.

During the three days of heavy snowfall, the mountains were silent, everything was white, and the sky and the earth were ethereal. It was also a pleasure to stay warm in the hut alone, eat roasted sweet potatoes, and watch the heavy snowfall. However, Hua Jinyun probably won’t come, right?With such a heavy snowfall, he must be comfortable with the cat at home. Besides, the road is slippery in heavy snow, and going up the mountain is very dangerous.

"But it doesn't matter if Jinyun doesn't come. It's the same when I go to see him. I'll go down the mountain to buy some supplies."

It snowed for seven days, and finally stopped flying. After a while, the snow on the mountain road just melted. Xingbu planned to go down the mountain to buy some things, and also to see Hua Jinyun.When he was halfway up the mountain, Xingbu found a person lying in the middle of it. He hurriedly stepped forward to check and found that the person was seriously injured. Without thinking about it, he carefully carried the person back to his hut step by step. On his own bed, he checked the man's wound and found that the man's injury was traumatic, as if he had been wounded by a sword, and it was very serious.Xingbu took a pill made from July flowers and took it for the injured person, and the person woke up within seconds.

When the man saw Xingbu, he was vigilant at first, and then gradually relaxed his vigilance after confirming that Xingbu did not mean anything to him.Seeing that the man was fine, Xing Bu was very relieved, Xing Bu brought him a bowl of water, the man took it, and said to Xing Bu, "Thank you."

The man drank the water, returned the bowl to Xingbu, Xingbu took the bowl, and said with concern: "This...uncle, your injury is better, you were seriously injured just now, but you are fine now. "

The man said, "You call me uncle?"

Xingbu said nothing.

The man smiled again: "Hehe, yes, uncle, it's not an exaggeration to call me uncle at your age. I'm almost forty years old, and you look like 20 years old at most, don't you call me uncle?" Uncle, what do you call me again? Little brother, thank you for saving your life, if I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay you."

Xingbu said: "Uncle, you are serious. I am very pleased that you can recover from your injury. It is right to save people. I don't ask for anything in return. It's just uncle, how did you get injured?"

The man didn't answer Xing Bu's question, so Xing Bu knew that he was asking presumptuously, so he didn't ask any more, Xing Bu asked him to rest here, and the man didn't refuse, the man said he wanted to drink water, Xing Bu Just pour it for him, the man said that he wanted to eat something, so Xingbu prepared it for him. It snowed heavily a while ago, and Xingbu basically ate up all the food accumulated at home. There was not much food left, but for entertaining Uncle, Xingbu cooked porridge for him with the only mouthful of rice left at home. Tomorrow, he must go down the mountain to buy food, otherwise he will be hungry.

Xingbu held the hot white rice porridge to the uncle with both hands, and the uncle took the bowl steadily, thanking Xingbu and saying: "There are not many good people like you."

Xingbu smiled modestly and said, "Uncle Miozan, I don't have any delicious food here, only this thin porridge can satisfy my hunger. I hope uncle doesn't mind."

The uncle said: "Why do you mind? I think it's good to have porridge, and people can eat simple tea and light rice. Why do you have to be rich with chicken, duck and fish?"

Xingbu said: "As long as you like it. There are also steamed buns and vegetables, I will bring them for you."

Xingbu walked into the kitchen, and soon, he brought out the steamed buns and green vegetables. He asked the uncle to eat the steamed buns and vegetables, and the uncle let him eat too. The uncle took one steamed bun, but Xingbu asked the uncle to eat two. not hungry.The uncle took a bite of the steamed bun, and said that the steamed bun tasted sweet, which was different from other steamed buns. He took another bite of the green vegetables, and felt that the saltiness of the green vegetables was just right.When he was half full, the uncle asked, "Little brother, do you live here alone?"

Xingbu said, "Yes, I live here alone."

The uncle said: "Why are there three bowls in the house? Are they your wife and children's?"

Xingbu said: "I have no wife and no children."

The uncle was silent for a few seconds, and said, "I'm sorry, I took the liberty."

Xingbu said: "It doesn't matter. I have always lived alone on the mountain. I have never been married. One of these three bowls belongs to me, and the other belongs to my...friend and his son. His son calls me uncle. Sometimes, he will come to visit me on the mountain, and sometimes he will take his son with him. This little bowl is prepared for that little guy. He is only four years old, and he can’t eat much, so I give it to him. Use a small bowl, he uses a small bowl to eat, every time he eats cleanly, that little guy is very good, just like his father..."

Xingbu talked to his uncle about Hua Jinyun and Qiao Ju, with a happy and contented smile on his face, being with Hua Jinyun was the happiest thing for him, and now sharing happiness with his uncle made him feel even happier.

After listening to Xingbu's story, the uncle felt that the relationship between Xingbu and his "friend" was unusual. He said, "Since you and him are so good, why do you have to separate up and down the mountain? Isn't it good to be together?"

Xingbu said: "He and I both cherish the fate between us. Sometimes the more we cherish, the less we can get close. The less close, the more cherished. I used to think that if I liked someone, I wanted to be with him day and night. Mu, inseparable, now I realize that if you really like someone, you have to put him in your heart, there is nothing more secure than a place in your heart."

Xingbu feels that it is good now, he and Hua Jinyun are separated by a July mountain, the distance in space is farther than before, but the distance in heart is closer than before.A mountain can prevent the two from meeting each other, but it can't prevent the two from missing each other. Xingbu often thinks about Hua Jinyun, and when he sees him occasionally, he feels very happy. This kind of happiness is more real and more solid than the previous happiness. When not together, one is Hua Jinyun and the other is Xingbu. When they are together, they are them, unique in the world.

Xingbu told the uncle a lot about when he and Hua Jinyun were together, and the uncle listened patiently. At sunset, the uncle said: "Young man, cherish the fate between you and him. Fate is not easy."

Xingbu said: "Thank you uncle, I think I will cherish it, because there is nothing more important than cherishing happiness in the world."

The uncle said: "It's good that you understand, but, do you really plan to go on like this? Do you really plan to go on alone?"

Xingbu said: "What's the relationship between one person, two people, or several people? It's better to be in the heart than to be around."

Xingbu put his hand on his chest, through the chest, he felt his heartbeat, real heartbeat, vigorous heartbeat, happy heartbeat, all his thoughts lived in this small but big heart, The beauty he has experienced will beat with this heart, and his life will also beat with this heart. Until the heart stops beating and his life is over, he will forget all this and forget the love of this life. Give up, wait until the next life, and regain the memory of this life.

The uncle said: "There are not many open-minded young people like you. You are a good person, but I am not."

The uncle opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to Xingbu, but he didn't say anything. He looked at the evening star that was just emerging in the sky, and said, "Young man, I should go. We will meet later."

The uncle wanted to leave, but Xingbu didn't keep him. He understood that the uncle was a passer-by after all. He also had his past, his present, his life, and where he was going. Xingbu didn't ask about everything about the uncle. , I also feel that there is no need to ask, as long as they meet for a moment in the vast sea of ​​time, and have a moment of heart-to-heart, this life is enough.