The transfer boss was teased by the school grass

The cemetery is located in a small valley called Fushan in the northern suburbs of Xiangshi City. Eight tall and thick white marble pillars support the gate of the cemetery. Four large red cursive characters "Fushan Cemetery" are engraved on the tall archway.

The pillars are snow-white, the cursive writing is bright red, and the inside is empty. Occasionally, three or two big black birds whine and fly across the dark sky.

Before departure, Jian Shuai hailed a car, and the driver heard that he was going to Fushan, so he suggested that they not use the meter and charter the car directly according to the time.

The Fushan Cemetery was renovated last year, and the price of the cemetery doubled directly. Many people thought it was too expensive and moved the cemetery.So not many people come here, and there are few cars. It is not easy to take a taxi when you come back.

Jian Shuai felt that what the driver said made sense, so he paid for it for a long time.

After Xia Yi'an and Jian Shuai got out of the car, the driver parked the car on the side of the road outside the gate and waited.

Jian Shuai stood in front of the gate, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and watched for a while.

The head was raised for a long time, the neck was a little sore, and the nose was also sore.

"Go in!" Xia Yi'an put his arms around Jian Shuai's shoulders and led him forward, keeping his eyes on the road under his feet, leaving space for Jian Shuai.

The cemetery is full of evergreen trees such as pines and cypresses. The wintersweet on both sides of the road is in the blooming season. The light yellow plum blossoms are all over the treetops. The long fragrance of flowers is mixed in the biting cold wind and is sent far away.

A small valley surrounded a small lake with a thin layer of ice on one side and quiet, tiny waves on the other.

Jian Shuai's mother's tomb is on the mountainside facing the small lake, with the mountain facing the water and the first ray of sunlight in the morning, it is the best and most expensive location in the cemetery.

There is a row of small shops at the foot of the mountain, with yellow and white chrysanthemum flower baskets piled up in front of the shop, and the shop sells grave-sweeping supplies such as paper money.

Jian Shuai chose a tomb-sweeping suit, Xia Yi'an scanned the QR code to pay for it, and squatted on the ground to pick out a white chrysanthemum flower basket.

Jian Shuai is very familiar with this area, he took a small path up the mountain, and he didn't have much to say except to remind Xia Yi'an to be careful of his feet and the slippery road.

Xia Yi'an understood his silence, took his hand, and put his fingertips together in the palm of his hand.

When the two stood in front of the tombstone, they realized that someone had already come.

The small cypress trees on the left and right sides of the tomb are neatly trimmed, fresh fruits and toffee are placed in the cage niches, and there are a few sticks of incense sticks in the incense burner on the ground on the left side, and the last little piece is left, curling up with green smoke. The ashes of the burned paper money are warm.

Both of them deliberately ignored these details and came to the tombstone.

The black marble tombstone was polished very brightly, and the top of the tombstone was inlaid with a gray marble auspicious cloud pattern.

In the middle is a photo with shawl hair, big bright eyes, slightly upturned lips, and a sweet smile in the eyes.

Mother is also a beauty, lying on the cold ground.

Xia Yi'an squatted down, holding a flower basket with both hands and placed it in front of the tombstone. Looking at the photo on the tombstone, he thought for a long time, then stood up, with his hands hanging by his legs, and bowed solemnly.

"I look like my mother, right?" Jian Shuai squatted on the ground laying paper and incense, and suddenly raised his head to ask Xia Yi'an.

Jian Shuai was also smiling, very similar to the mother in the photo, but the smile only stayed at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of sadness.

Xia Yi'an reached out and stroked Jian Shuai's head, "Like, they all look good!"

"Brother An, did you bring a lighter?" After Jian Shuai arranged the paper and incense, he suddenly discovered a serious problem. There was no ignition tool.

"You really didn't bring it? Here." Xia Yi'an took out a lighter from his pocket and handed it to Jian Shuai.

"You really have it?" Jian Shuai took the lighter, "I didn't plan to have it, but I thought about going to the store to buy another one."

Xia Yi'an squatted beside Jian Shuai, resting his chin on his knees, staring at the small flame slowly igniting in the incense burner.

Together with Jian Shuai, he folded the yellow paper money in half first, and then stacked them layer by layer on the little flame.

Occasionally, the stack gets thicker, suppressing the upward fire, so I pick up the pile of paper with a branch, and the fire ignites again...

"Mom, this Xia Yi'an, my boyfriend!"

The bright yellow paper was burnt into small pieces, which first looked like little black butterflies, and then were blown away by the wind, turning into invisible dust.

Jian Shuai didn't want to stand up, so he just sat down facing the tombstone, stretched out his hand, and wiped the photo over and over again.

"Mom, I did well in the school exams these few times, better than when I was in elementary school," Jian Shuai said, "But not as good as Xia Yi'an, a little worse than him..."

"Mom, he and I are going to go to university in city B, you will bless us, right?"

"Mom, do you like him? I like him very much... We will come to see you together in the future."

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Xia Yi'an guarded the incense burner, waited until the fire inside was completely extinguished, then gathered the broken ashes with branches, walked over and sat down beside Jian Shuai.

Half an hour later, the two got up and went down the mountain.

Before leaving, Xia Yi'an once again stood straight in front of the tombstone, bowed solemnly, pressed his lower lip tightly, but still didn't speak.

When going down the mountain, Xia Yi'an put his arms around Jian Shuai's shoulders and grabbed his shoulders.

Jian Shuai turned to look at Xia Yi'an, smiled, "Brother An..."

"Ok?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."

"Are you uncomfortable?" Xia Yian put down the hand on Jian Shuai's shoulder, grabbed his hand and stuffed it into the pocket of the down jacket, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Jian Shuai lowered his eyelids, obediently being dragged away by Xia Yi'an, and sighed inaudibly, "Actually, I'm used to it, it's been many years... But every time I come here, my mother can only Smiling at me in the photo, my heart is still very depressed."

"You didn't come alone before, did you?" Xia Yi'an squeezed his fingers, "It's better to have someone to accompany you."

"Sometimes with Jian Dan, sometimes by myself," Jian Shuai sniffled, "Brother An, did I tell you that I really like my mother to hug me?"

"Yeah." Xia Yi'an turned around and hugged Jian Shuai lightly, "You said it looked like a little leaf."

Xia Yi'an wrapped one arm around Jian Shuai's waist, and patted his back with the other, "It's all over, yours, mine, all over..."

Jian Zhiqiang parked the car in the parking lot of the cemetery, and now he is leaning against the car door, smoking violently.

He watched Xia Yi'an and Jian Shuai go up the mountain and embrace at the foot of the mountain, and watched Xia Yi'an holding Jian Shuai's face and talking very close.

The son was already so tall, half a head taller than himself, in the arms of another boy, docile and helpless.

Jian Zhiqiang has never seen such a handsome Jian.

In his eyes, Jian Shuai seldom smiles, with thorns all over his body, his brows are wrinkled into the word "Chuan", his face is impatient, his teeth are clenched, and his fists are tightly clenched. smash out...

Jian Zhiqiang smashed the cigarette butt to the ground, stepped on the cigarette butt with his toes, and rubbed hard on the ground.

"Still letting go, so easy to hug?" Jian Zhiqiang looked at the two figures at the foot of the mountain who were close together, took out his phone angrily, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Lao Wang, what kind of bad idea did you come up with? You insisted that I come here today to block that brat..." As soon as the call was connected, Jian Zhiqiang yelled at the phone.

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"I met someone, but this brat actually brought Xia An with him. He brought Xia An to his mother's grave? What do you think he means?"

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"What is natural? How come it is natural? You watched him grow up, was it normal before? Why did it suddenly become like this?"

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"Old Wang, what are you talking about with me?...Wang Yuntian said he wants to chase Jian Shuai? It's okay to chase Xia Yi'an? What's all this..."

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"No, Lao Wang, Yuntian of your family must be joking to scare you, please tell him not to mess around, I'm already full of hair!"

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"What? True love knows no boundaries, no races, no genders...Old Wang, what are you talking about? Which side are you on?"

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"I'm his father, so I don't care who takes care of him? As long as he's under 18, I'll take care of him! No matter what, he's almost forgotten what his last name is."

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"What else should I say? I can't calm down!"

"Hey, stop talking, those two boys are here... What kind of son do you think I have, who is more difficult to manage than my broken company!" Before venting enough, he turned off the phone with a "clang" into the cab.

Twenty meters away, Xia Yi'an turned his head and leaned into Jian Shuai's ear, as if talking to him.Both of them put their hands in the pockets of Xia Yi'an's down jacket, Jian Shuai looked calm, and smiled with his eyes bent from time to time.

This picture kept raising Jian Zhiqiang's anger level, and he quickly reached the warning line, only short of the final detonation.

"Jian Shuai!" Jian Zhiqiang crossed his arms, walked from the side of the car door to the middle of the sidewalk, dripping water with a gloomy face, and walked very slowly.

Hearing someone calling his name, Jian Shuai looked 10 meters away, his lips were tightly closed, his Adam's apple rolled, and his face turned into a lump of ice.

In the pocket of Xia Yi'an's down jacket, the hands of the two of them tightened at the same time.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Xia Yi'an glanced at him and asked in a low voice.

Jian Shuai frowned and didn't answer.

I want my boyfriend to accompany me to face it, but I don't want him to suffer some unreasonable accusations and doubts because of myself, and feel distressed and entangled.

"I'll accompany you," Xia Yi'an squeezed Jian Shuai's fingertips, "I'll be by your side."

"That...Brother An..."

"I'll accompany you!"

Jian Shuai was completely relaxed. This was a state of mind he had never had before facing Jian Zhiqiang.Steady, down-to-earth, not so fussy...

The two stood in front of Jian Zhiqiang, their hands were loosened, and their arms were close together.

No one spoke, and the scene froze for a moment.

"Happy New Year, uncle. I'm Xia Yi'an." Xia Yi'an nodded slightly, and greeted first out of politeness.

"Hi, I want to chat with Jian Shuai alone." Jian Zhiqiang said with a cold face.

"Then I'm afraid you won't have this chance," Jian Shuai stretched out his hand to grab Xia Yi'an's arm, and walked away, "Brother An, let's go!"

"Jian Shuai!" Jian Zhiqiang tried to suppress the ups and downs of emotions, and shouted loudly, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Xia Yi'an stretched out his hand to hold Jian Shuai, looked straight into Jian Zhiqiang's eyes, "Uncle, I will accompany you."

What he said was to accompany "you", not "Jian Shuai".

Jian Zhiqiang took a serious look at Xia Yi'an.

Looking at Jian Shuai's disobedience, and Xia Yi'an's calm and restrained appearance, Jian Zhiqiang's back molars were almost bitten off by himself.

Boss Jian, who had seen a lot of wind and waves, took a long breath and admitted.

You can't leave violently without saying a few words every time. This method will not do any good to the relationship between father and son.

Jian Shuai had to listen to my father first, and then he could make further demands, such as asking the two boys to break up.

This is the logical line drawn by the big boss Jian Zhiqiang just one minute ago.

It's just that this line of logic goes against my original intention of coming here early in the morning to block people.

But if Xia Yi'an hadn't held him back, Jian Shuai would have left without hesitation this time, just like the time he ran away from home last year.Their relationship will never break the ice.

Jian Zhiqiang frowned, unable to do anything.

The father and son were relatively speechless, and Jian Shuai didn't even pay attention to Jian Zhiqiang.

Xia Yi'an kept looking at Jian Zhiqiang, seeing his helplessness and hopelessness.

Xia Yi'an pursed his lower lip, put his hand behind Jian Shuai and patted it lightly, and said to Jian Zhiqiang, "Uncle, I'll chat with you!"

Jian Shuai widened his eyes and turned to look at him.

"Jian Shuai, go wait in the car first, it's windy outside." Xia Yi'an turned his head and raised his chin at Jian Shuai.

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half an hour later.Xia Yi'an opened the rear door, Jian Shuai's bright black eyes flickered.

"Are you worried?" Xia Yi'an sat over and rubbed Jian Shuai's head, "Don't worry, it's okay."

"What do you mean is okay?" Jian Shuai clasped his hands on his knees, and there was indeed worry in his eyes, "What are you talking about with Old Jane? Did you guys quarrel?"

"Talking about you, studying, basketball, guitar, helping classmates get ahead, singing Huangmei opera to the elderly...he loves to listen to it!"

"Talk about this? Brother An, this is different from what I thought. I thought you were going to defeat him with powerful logic!"

"Logic can't defeat someone who really cares about you...Emotional talent!" Xia Yi'an smiled, like a light shining through a crack in the mountain.

"Old Jane doesn't care about me, he only cares about himself."

"Don't care about you moving your family to Wushi? Don't care about you running back from Wushi to block you during the Chinese New Year?" Xia Yi'an looked into Jian Shuai's eyes, "Jian Shuai, I said this is not forcing you to reconcile with your father, It's not important to reconcile with him. I think you can try to understand him, and if you understand, you won't feel uncomfortable."

There are some things that Xia Yi'an didn't tell Jian Shuai.

"Uncle, Jian Shuai sometimes has nightmares... He misses his mother very much... In fact, you just need to hug him last time and he will be fine... He is very cute... He is also very lonely..."

Jian Zhiqiang smoked one cigarette after another, and finally patted Xia Yian on the shoulder vigorously, turned around with a wave of his hand, opened the car door, and sat alone in the car for a long time.

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