Hunting down the Northwest Wilderness

For example, the peonies in Luoyang, the plums in Jinling, willows and locust trees are especially suitable for Chang'an's character.Chang'an does not need to be decorated with flowers. The charm of the imperial capital has established her a noble style that all flowers need to come to court. It does not need to provide delicate flowers, but only provides a wide and elegant shade of greenery.

This green shade will be dotted with some simple and elegant thoughts according to the seasons, which are the flowers of pagoda tree and the catkins of willows-it sets off the sparkling beauty of spring peaches in March, the beauty of peonies in May, and the pomegranates in July and September in September. Chrysanthemum.

The flowers will wither eventually, but the years will never end.

Like the pagoda tree falling to the ground, there is no sound, and like willow catkins suddenly blown by the wind, the Chang'an people's longing for peace embellishes their busy days-after the flowers, they return to the lush leaves; after the Zhu Hua, they return to the deep blue, the heroic After the legend, it returned to the peace of day and night.

The sweet-scented osmanthus is not green and the pagoda tree flowers fall, it is such a peaceful cycle.

Liang Xu came by stepping on falling flowers.After rescuing the hostages, he was detained as usual.Outside of the interrogation, everyone was waiting for a little demand from him.

But Liang Xu didn't ask for anything.

Chen Guohua finally couldn't help asking him: "Son, the court will be held in a few days, so you don't have any demands?"

"...I want to see Uncle Fang."

After thinking for a moment, Liang Xu replied.

"Anyone else you want to see?"

Liang Xu stared at him blankly, for a long time, he lowered his head.

"I still want to see Luo Xiaoning."

Chen Guohua let out a long sigh.

He looked at Liang Xu's leaving back from a distance, and said to the guard who was escorting him, "Tell him to take a good look at the child surnamed Luo, don't put on the handcuffs, and don't rush him."

Fang Zhengjun's operation went very smoothly, and he woke up. When he saw Liang Xu, he had thousands of instructions in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.I feel sorry for it, so I won't repeat it.

"Go and see Xiaoning." Fang Zhengjun held his hand and said, "Son, I know you want to see him, you are suffering too much."

"—I will learn to be nicer to myself in the future."

Luo Xiaoning was in the next ward.

Liang Xu hesitated in front of his door for a long time, wanting to go in, but afraid to go in, because he was afraid that he would never be willing to come out after going in.Days and nights after Hong Qingshan's farewell, he wanted to come back to see him countless times, and also wondered how Luo Xiaoning would live countless times.

Luo Xiaoning was still asleep, just like Liang Xu saw him for the first time.

Fang Zhengjun said that he was "in good condition, maybe he will wake up in a few days".

Liang Xu silently sat down beside him, staring at his thin and innocent face - yes, Luo Xiaoning knew everything, and he knew it a long time ago.

I just didn't dare to say it, and I didn't have the courage to say it.

I would rather love ignorantly, for fear that breaking the news would be an eternal embarrassment, and would rather hold hands blindly, for fear that parting would be a cruel and tearing abyss.

Dimly, Luo Xiaoning seemed to ask him, brother, are we all wrong.

Liang Xu wiped away the tears from his eyes.

At least acquaintance and love are never wrong.

No matter how much malice fate has given them.

If I had known that the meeting would bring about such a hard struggle, maybe I could have chosen not to meet at the beginning, but if I had the choice, Liang Xu would not want to turn back time, because during this period of time there is a heartfelt feeling that he cannot part with.

It truly and vividly brings him hope in life, expectation and yearning for the future.

This is still the case at this moment.

Like a flower that will wither and bloom every year, a youth that will grow old but still wants to bloom, a life that will continue knowing that there is death.

There are always beautiful things in life that people will never regret.

That's probably why we met and fell in love.

Liang Xu gently held Luo Xiaoning's hand.

These two hands had been held together for a long time, as if they were born to clasp their fingers forever, the familiar and sweet feeling reminded him of those old days in May.

At that time, Luo Xiaoning refused to go home no matter what, and his state was back and forth between Liang Xu and his family.It always gets worse after returning home, and gets better when seeing Liang Xu.And every time Liang Xu saw him off, he wished he could abduct him halfway home.

Liang Xu jokingly asked in the taxi: "Is it okay if you don't go home, go live at your brother's house."

Luo Xiaoning immediately wanted to say yes, but after thinking about it, he shook his head: "No."

"Isn't brother's house better than yours?"

Luo Xiaoning actually knew how to change the topic, he hesitated for a long time, then suddenly said: "Brother, I want you to take me out to play."

Liang Xu was very surprised: "Where are you going?"

Luo Xiaoning couldn't speak again.

Liang Xu looked out of the car window, and happened to be on Yanta West Road, he was almost at his school, and he called to the driver: "Master, let's get off here."

Luo Xiaoning got out of the car with him in a daze, Liang Xu held his hand: "This is my school, it's because my brother is not careful, he never took you out to play before."

Luo Xiaoning didn't speak, and timidly tried to break away from Liang Xu's hand, but Liang Xu gently pinched his wrist, so he couldn't break free no matter what.

Liang Xu didn't talk much, just held his hand, ignoring other people's gazes.

"Come on." He led him forward.

Luo Xiaoning looked around in amazement all the way, he could feel the quiet atmosphere around the higher education institution, all the students coming and going, the road was full of vigorous spring, and the tall locust trees cast shade along the road.

In May, Sophora japonica blooms.

After all, he still had a childish temper. After a while, he forgot his shyness and confusion. He let go of Liang Xu's hand and ran to the mural on the side of the road: "Brother! It's a horse!"

This time, it wasn't a refusal to push away, it was just a fun, so Liang Xu no longer pulled him, he stood behind Luo Xiaoning, bent down and said to him: "This is the Six Horses of Zhaoling."

"Zhao Lin... what is Liu Jun?"

"It's the six horses of Tang Taizong. When Tang Taizong died, these six horses were also buried at Taizong's feet."

Luo Xiaoning was a little scared to hear that, but Tang Taizong knew that Liang Xu had mentioned it to him. Although he couldn't remember who the big man was, Liang Xu made him have a good impression of Taizong.

"Why do you want to bury it at your feet?" He touched the horse embossed on the wall.

"Because Taizong likes them, and they also like Taizong. When Taizong fought on the battlefield, these six horses accompanied Taizong and went through life and death together. They are best friends."

Luo Xiaoning was fascinated by the sound, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the Trepiu on the wall, it was very vigorous, even though it was a relief sculpture, it had a kind of heroic horse that could break through thousands of troops.

Holding hands, the two walked slowly together, looking at the murals one by one, and seeing the life of the horse described in the paintings.Looking at Sa Luzi, then at White-hoofed Wu, the blooming and thankful Sophora japonica flowers sprinkled all the way behind them.

After all, Luo Xiaoning had just finished his rehabilitation, his legs and feet were weak, and when he walked halfway, he squatted down.

Liang Xu also squatted down: "I'll carry you on my back."

This was something they were used to, one put the other on the shoulders, and Liang Xu picked him up without much effort.

The two of them suddenly stopped talking and stopped looking at the painting, and just walked in silence.

Ahead of them was a long, shaded, endless street.

"Brother, I will be buried with you after I die." Luo Xiaoning suddenly said, "I like you too."

Liang Xu usually doesn't take these words to heart, but this time, he stopped.

"Xiaoning, you don't understand what liking means." Liang Xu said slowly, "My brother also likes you, but it's different from your liking."

This sentence simply overturned all his outlook on life, and he himself didn't know where his courage came from.

Luo Xiaoning seemed to be choked by him, and they walked forward again. After a while, Luo Xiaoning said softly behind him: "It's the same."

As he said, he hugged Liang Xu's neck tightly: "I like you as much as you like me."

Liang Xu himself couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in, but a sweet and longing emotion seized him. These words inexplicably grew out of his heart, and then, like spring vines, entangled and grew rapidly. , bloomed, and uttered a voice:

"Xiaoning."

"Ok?"

"...I want to kiss you."

Luo Xiaoning was probably also stunned, the two of them stopped, but Luo Xiaoning's hand did not let go.

After a long time, Liang Xu heard him answer in a low voice: "Okay."

The sound was like a dream.

Neither of them knew what they were doing, as if they had known each other, got close, and wanted to do it unconsciously.The traffic flow on Yanta West Road is as quiet as spring water, neither crowded nor noisy. Both the flow of people and the traffic are covered by lush locust trees. It seems that this road is born for love.

Only unknown birds chirp secretly on the branches.

Liang Xu turned his head in a daze, just as Luo Xiaoning leaned over his face timidly. His face was ruddy like never before, full of vitality and blood. Yes, sweet and delicate.

Liang Xu didn't dare to look at his face, his heart beat irregularly, and Luo Xiaoning's frail heart beat behind him.He closed his eyes and kissed that face—soft, thin, lips.

A medicinal gas, an illusion-like sweet and bitter taste.

He held Luo Xiaoning's hand, and kissed him motionless, with the tip of his tongue touching his lips, like a bird's wings dipped in spring water, and like dew falling from a pagoda tree flower, slowly, slowly, all The bitterness faded away, only the indescribable sweetness was left, passing back and forth between the two people's lips.

A Sophora japonica flower fell and landed on their lips, only a slight vibration shocked them away.

Suddenly, they looked at each other, blushed, and laughed again.

"It's Sophora japonica." Liang Xu mumbled.

"It fell." Luo Xiaoning also followed the narration stupidly.

They looked up at the green locust tree covering the blue sky, countless snow-white flowers blooming among the branches, they looked, looked, and looked at each other, silently, with shy smiles , closed his eyes, and kissed a second time.

The world is quiet, even the birds are gone, they stand on this road full of Sophora japonica, one behind the other, only hear the slight sound of lips touching, and the trembling sound of flowers.That road is so long, as if it will never end in a lifetime, and the Sophora japonica flowers in May seem to never thank you.