lost spark

Ye Ting didn't go back, Zhang Chengli's residence is not far from here.

I have been to such a place once and I will never forget it, but Ye Ting went by accident, Zhang Chengli was not at home, he bought something, and squatted in the yard with grass to tease a kitten. , rolling on the ground revealing her tender belly.

"Which kid are you, new here? Why haven't I seen you before?"

A questioning voice came from above, Ye Ting looked up and saw an old man with half white hair, wearing a close-fitting floral jacket and vest, holding a fish and green onions in his hand, squinting at him with interest.

Ye Ting was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer, so she asked, "Do you know Qu Yixiao? I'm his friend."

"Xiao Qu, of course I know him." The uncle said confidently, "That kid is good. He doesn't talk much and is kind. He is a good boy. He has moved away for many years. If you come here to look for him, you can't find him."

Ye Ting said that he didn't come to look for someone. After hearing this, the uncle turned and entered the room, and said as he walked, "I see, you are here to see the little old man. Huh, that old man is very strange." What was said later, Ye Ting didn't hear clearly.

Zhang Chengli returned an hour later dragging an old tricycle full of waste products.

A tricycle parked in the yard would block the road, so Zhang Chengli had to unload his things first, and then ride the tricycle out onto the street.Ye Ting got up and wanted to help, but the difference was that Zhang Chengli was able to partner with Qu Yixiao, but he rejected Ye Ting.

"Are you here alone?" The rickety back is not obvious from behind. After washing his hands, Zhang Chengli took out a key and threw it to him: "Go and sit in the house, can you boil the water?"

Ye Ting didn't know what Zhang Chengli thought of him, of course he would do this, the sound of boiling in the kettle calmed down, and Zhang Chengli moved all those things to the corridor to avoid rain and damp.

"It happened to be nearby, so I came here." While Zhang Chengli drank water to catch his breath, Ye Ting explained the reason for coming alone: ​​"He didn't know that I came here."

Zhang Chengli put a modern history of China on top of the "Thunderstorm". Ye Ting was afraid that a pile of crooked books would fall all over the floor due to uneven load, and it would take too long to pick them up.

He felt that Zhang Chengli was different from the other people he saw who were selling waste products. The poverty of material life could not determine the lack of spirit. Through Zhang Chengli's bloodshot eyes, Ye Ting saw Qu Yixiao's short two-year life .

Ye Ting stayed to have dinner with Zhang Chengli, but instead of drinking, she poured herself a glass of boiled water like Qu Yixiao did last time.

"He really didn't mention me to you in those two years?" Ye Ting asked, they only met for the second time, but there were not many strangers, except for Qu Yixiao, he was calm and composed towards everyone.

"I won't lie to you, good boy." Zhang Chengli put the bowl he had eaten into the pot, rolled up his sleeves and squeezed the dishwashing foam into it: "I only know what he wants to tell me, and I also want to know what he wants to tell me." Tell me, that's how we are."

"You are friends who depend on each other for life." Ye Ting was not sure if his words were accurate.

"Don't say it so exaggeratedly, it's out of the question." Zhang Chengli picked his teeth and said, "It's considered a fan friend."

When Zhang Chengli came back from washing the dishes, there was a trail of water on the concrete floor.

Ye Ting told him to leave, Zhang Chengli refused to send him off, followed him to the gate, and said: "But I have to say, you are not the first boy he brought, before you, he has pursued other people .”

On the day of Lidong, the studio received an anonymous courier.

The courier package was very tight, and there was still a box inside the box. Qu Yixiao opened it to see that there was a piece of warm and pure jade lying inside, and there was a piece of paper under the jade, on which was written the content and requirements of seal cutting.

This is a piece of translucent red gold silk jade, the upper part is crescent-shaped, and the bottom is square. At the end of the content, it is clearly specified that it must be carved by Mr. Wupeng himself, engraved with four characters, "Luanwu Heart Song", and come to the door in two days Pick.

Jinsiyu is a precious product with high toughness and fine texture. Like jadeite, it is suitable for carving into handicrafts. The most common ones are Guanyin and bracelets, but very few people use it to make seals. The studio has been working for seven or eight years, and the jade carved can be counted on one hand.

Jade is hard to carve, but two days is enough.

For dinner that day, Ye Ting made shepherd's purse dumplings in sour soup with duck meat and diced pineapple for seasoning. This is a new dish he learned. When Qu Yixiao came home, Ye Ting rushed to the entrance to greet him with a hug.

This kind of hug became a ritual for Qu Yixiao to go home, at least for the last three days. Qu Yixiao interpreted it as Ye Ting's whim. Ye Ting's explanation was: "I just want to hug you. See you."

Very sticky.

In the evening, Qu Yixiao was practicing calligraphy in the study. Ye Ting changed into fluffy pajamas. The weather in early winter was chilly. He and Qu Yixiao went to the mall to buy this pajamas. The gray rabbit ears made him look younger A few years old, like a high school student who just graduated.

The room was filled with a strong smell of ink.

The fallen leaves gathered and scattered, and the jackdaws roosted in shock.

After writing this sentence, Qu Yixiao stopped writing. The words on the white paper were soft and powerful, vivid and imposing, and also had a bit of the calmness and introversion of a writer. Ink that hasn't dried up yet.

Qu Yixiao felt very cute as he poked his head around.

Qu Yixiao was very curious about how such a stupid person became a teacher.He remembered the video sent by Ding Chuang. It was the first time he saw Ye Ting in class. He heard Ye Ting speak comfortable and fluent French, which was very different from the person in front of him.

"It will dry in a while, aren't your hands tired?" Qu Yixiao put down the brush and said softly.

"I want it." Ye Ting smiled, and said plausibly: "I want to stamp it, and I will stamp every painting and calligraphy of yours in the future."

"What's mine is yours. You can take any picture in this room."

"I know." Ye Ting seemed excited by the meaning of Qu Yixiao's words. He is also a half master. Thinking of this, he hummed a few more times: "But what I want most is the painter."

Qu Yixiao smiled and opened his hands, showing his embrace, his whole body was like a spring breeze: "Is there anything I don't belong to you?"

In Youhui's silence, Ye Ting's heart was tumbling and beating out of rhythm, one time, two times, three times, his body leaned forward slightly, as if he could receive the solemn holy words of this suspected confession a little closer.

He thought that he would have to read the love words on the paper a hundred times and hug Qu Yixiao two hundred times before he could digest the news he learned from Zhang Chengli, but at this moment, Qu Yixiao's words could wave him away for the past few days. The lingering shadow dissipates.

Ye Ting smiled, eyes curved into beautiful arcs, and said, "I love you so much."

Qu Yixiao was stunned, rubbed his soft hair, and smiled lightly: "I always knew."

He never doubted that Ye Ting loved him.

"Do you want to do it here once?" Ye Ting nodded her lips: "Stamp it for me."

The tidy study room became messy during the affair, the books that Ye Ting had picked up on the floor were in a mess, among them was a brand new one that he recognized, it was a set with another English book, it was Qu Yixiao's birthday present, but it was gifted separately.

The greeting card in the book fell aside.

"What about the books?" he said, "I seem to have soiled them."

Qu Yixiao put the pajamas on Ye Ting's back, hugged him and prepared to go out: "I'll clean up later."

"Who gave you this book? The cover is so beautiful." Ye Ting stared at it, his voice was still a little hoarse, and he didn't have much strength, as if he was just asking casually.

Qu Yixiao tilted his head slightly, and followed Ye Ting's line of sight: "A friend, he was abroad before, and Fu Ziyue asked Fu Ziyue to give it to me." After speaking, he picked him up and left, and walked to the bathroom.

The things in his body were so obvious that Ye Ting couldn't ignore them. He forgot what to ask next, and his breathing became short again after he calmed down. He hugged Qu Yixiao and pecked at the side of his neck impatiently, like a bird.

Under Qu Yixiao's restraint, they avoided another round, and after washing their bodies, they nestled on the bed to warm up.

Ye Ting was resting on Qu Yixiao's chest, her eyes were half closed, and the shadows of her eyelashes hit her lower eyelids, feeling drowsy.Before falling asleep, he suddenly remembered something, raised his eyes and said seriously: "If my parents come to see you, can you promise me not to see them?"

The hand that was stroking the back of Ye Ting's head paused, and Qu Yixiao was surprised: "They're back?"

"Yeah." Ye Ting said, "I've already met my mother and told her we're married. She was very angry, but it's useless to object."

He never thought of hiding it, Qu Yixiao hugged Ye Ting tightly, that was enough, no matter what Liang Jieyun's attitude was, he would face Ye Ting together next time, and when he and Ye Ting got married, he would do well Everything is ready.