string sound dream lovesickness

Isaw you dancing out of the ocean, Running fast along the sang. Aspirit born of earth and water, Fireflying from your hands.

You'reallI'veeverneeded. (You're my only one)

I love you like this.

——Mo Qingxian

Mo Qingxian's illness did not completely heal until the beginning of spring.The third day of March was called "Shangsi Day" in ancient times.A day to meet in the wild and express love.

A small number of Li people live in the small town. They live in groups on the mountainside in the middle of the mountain. It is said that they fled here decades ago.On the third day of March, they rarely all dispatched.As soon as Mo Qingxian went out, he could see Li nationality youths wearing collarless tops and trousers, turbans with pheasant feathers, and Li nationality girls wearing tube skirts and a few silver ornaments.

Although the warm spring sun is cold, it can't stop the joy and joy in people's hearts.He raised his hand to cover his forehead, and it didn't take too long for Sunshine's eyes to feel uncomfortable for a moment.Leaning against the dilapidated wooden door, he squinted at the narrow dirt road.

At a glance, the doors of every household are open, and there are some stalls selling vegetables and small accessories on the street, which are sparsely selling.The wind in early spring is no longer as fierce as in winter, but has a soft touch like willow branches.Mo Qingxian straightened his back, stretched his waist, and walked towards the other side of the street.He remembered that Meng Yuannian was working in that direction.

From a distance, he saw Meng Yuannian hurrying towards here in a layered unlined jacket carrying a bag of things.Halfway there, he was stopped by a few girls of the Li ethnic group, with his back to Mo Qingxian, he couldn't see their appearance, he could only feel a kind of surging vitality and purity from their backs.

He stopped his feet and tilted his head to look at Meng Yuannian. Although Meng Yuannian was tall and straight, although he was thin and thin, he had a dignified look.He lowered his head slightly and moved his lips slightly, the distance was too far, Mo Qingxian didn't know what he was talking about, he could only see his handsome and beautiful face hidden in the sun and shadows.

A girl stuffed something in his hand, and then hurried away with her companion.Meng Yuannian pinched the things in his hands and saw Mo Qingxian standing on the side of the road from a distance.Hastily strode over.

"Are you feeling better? Are you still dizzy today?"

"It's already done, but you don't believe it."

"It's still early? Who fainted and couldn't get up on the firewood pile." Meng Yuannian raised his pretty eyebrows, looked at Mo Qingxian carefully, and felt relieved when he saw that he looked really good.

"A girl proposed to you just now?"

"Nonsense!" Meng Yuannian glared at Mo Qingxian angrily, "That's a little girl from the Li nationality, today is their Fu Nianfu."

"Isn't it Valentine's Day? When did you learn how to read Fu Nianfu?" Mo Qingxian grumbled and complained to Meng Yuannian: "It's all your fault for not letting me go out, otherwise I would have waved and surrounded me." Come a bunch of little girls."

Meng Yuannian looked at him amusedly, not knowing whether to laugh or laugh, and handed the silver bell in his palm to Mo Qingxian: "Come on, Young Master Mo, this bell is given to you as my compensation?"

Mo Qingxian held the bell in his hand, and when he shook it lightly, he could hear a crisp "Dangdang" sound, which was not loud but very pleasant.He held it in his hand and shook it curiously. He didn't know how many interesting things he disliked at home before, and ignored them in a corner of the warehouse. He didn't even look at them until they rotted.Now holding the little bell of this girl from the Li nationality, he is extremely happy.

Meng Yuannian saw him showing a rare baby-like curiosity, took the bell and threaded the colorful ribbon given by others into the small hole on the bell: "Give it to me."

Mo Qingxian handed over his left hand obediently, and saw Meng Yuannian lowering his head and seriously tying the rope around his wrist.The colorful straps with small silver bells set off against his porcelain-like skin, so pretty, he thought softly in his heart.

It has been nearly two months since they fled.The money left by Uncle Jing has been spent long ago. During this period of time, he lived in the medical center in this town. The medical center is nothing more than dividing the house into two parts.All the expenses depended on Meng Yuannian working as a temporary worker at the construction site in the town. Five yuan a day was barely enough to support Mo Qingxian's traditional Chinese medicine money.Western medicine is too precious, and his little money is not enough, so he can only watch the time dragging down like this.

Now that Mo Qingxian has recovered, returning to Beijing is the top priority now, it is impossible for them to wander here forever.Not to mention how anxious the Lin family was looking for Mo Qingxian's traces everywhere, just talking about himself, the deep hatred of blood and the hatred of destroying the family, made him unable to wait any longer.

"Ah Qing, we are leaving for Beijing tonight."

"I'll listen to you." Mo Qingxian bit his lip and lowered his head in self-blame. If it wasn't for him, Meng Yuannian wouldn't have wasted such a long time here.

"Don't think too much, there is nothing you can do about being sick." Meng Yuannian saw through Mo Qingxian's thoughts at a glance, and stretched out his hand to rub Mo Qingxian's head. He was obviously a year older than himself, but he still looked like a Child, the heart is like a child, and the height is also like a child.But this kind of Mo Qingxian is the Mo Qingxian he is willing to protect.

"I'm afraid those people will find out that the Lin family is still looking for you. We're still on the way. We can't go to the station. There may be people staying there. My foreman is going to take the workers to Shijiazhuang tonight, and he agrees to take us with us." Let's go together." Meng Yuannian sorted out a handful of loose change in his arms and counted it carefully, it was only 30 yuan, and he gave half of it to Mo Qingxian: "Hide this money close to your body, our If you don’t have much money, keep it scattered, even if you get separated, you won’t be hungry.”

"A Yuan, I, we must always be together. We will not get separated." Mo Qingxian grabbed Meng Yuannian's sleeve with some fear, as long as he thinks that he will be left alone, he will be separated from Meng Yuannian , he couldn't help shivering.

"I'm just saying that in case, don't worry, even if you get separated, I will definitely find you." Meng Yuannian had a doting smile on his lips.

"Go, say goodbye to Uncle Li, pack up your things and meet the foreman."

Mo Qingxian's hand held by Meng Yuannian seemed to be on fire. He only felt that the heat wave was overwhelming, and his heart was almost melting.Meng Yuannian's eye sockets were sunken, and he looked exhausted, but he still tried to comfort himself.Compared to himself, he is clearly a child.But such him, braved the wind and snow to move bricks and sandbags on the construction site, his body was covered with bruises, his hands were chapped and bloodstained.The back that once carried him became thinner and thinner, and the protruding joints seemed to be visible through the clothes.

He lowered his head and silently stepped on Meng Yuannian's footprints, thinking about Meng Yuannian's tossing and turning for so many nights, the cold sweat of pain never showing in front of him.He Mo Qingxian is so lucky in this life, to have such a close friend who shares weal and woe, he is willing to give up all the luck in this life, in exchange for Meng Yuannian's life of peace.

It was not until a long time later that Mo Qingxian thought of this day again. In his memory, apart from Meng Yuannian's tall back and flickering side silhouette, there was only the crisp "jingle" sound of the silver bell on his left wrist.Lingering in the ears, for a long time without end.

It wasn't until one day when he returned to Beijing and read the customs and folk festivals of the Li nationality that he realized that the silver bell was actually a token of love from a man to his beloved woman.They were supposed to be worn on a girl's ear, but they were sent to another person's wrist in their ignorant age.

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