rebirth of wood

The street is a bit dark, and a few cars pass by here and there from time to time.

"boom!"

"Damn it, kill him!"

"..."

The muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh was intertwined with the intermittent sound of cursing, adding a bit of horror to this cool night for no reason.

In a dark alley at a blind corner of the street lights, Chou Ruo threw away the unconscious person in his hands, and stared at the stalker lying or standing in front of him with a pair of deep and sharp eyes without emotion.

Since he accidentally witnessed a murder scene three days ago, he has already dealt with no less than two waves of people following him.

Qiu Ruo straightened her collar, picked up the coat carefully placed aside, turned around and left with the delicate box under the quilt.

Regardless of whether the stalking is intentional or unintentional, as long as it doesn't touch the bottom line, he will accompany him.

The person standing behind didn't move, just watched the tall figure go out of the corner just like that, and disappeared without a trace.

For a moment, the people who gritted their teeth and insisted on standing fell down one by one.

There were faint groans and groans one after another.

"Damn, I didn't expect this to be such a tough bone..."

Qiu Ruo opened the door, only the sound from the TV was heard in the living room.

"We don't accept gifts during the holidays this year, only gifts, Melatonin!"

Qiu Ruo changed her shoes, put the box on the coffee table, and turned to go into the kitchen.

Then he confronted Qi Mu who was coming out of the kitchen.

"I'm back." Qi Mu held a big bowl in his hand, Qiu Ruo looked down, there was chicken stewed with mushrooms.

He let out an 'hmm' and turned sideways to make way.

"There is another dish over there, you take it."

Qi Mu turned his head to the back, pouted his lips, and went to the dining table with a smile.

A home-cooked meal that was only a little richer than usual, and the two ate cleanly.Of course, it mainly went into Chou Ruo's stomach.

Qiu Ruo put the well-protected box on the clean dining table and opened it, and a sweet smell came out.

Inside is a small cake with fruit slices on top of the cream and candles on the side of the box.

Qi Mu plugged in a candle, and the two sat facing each other.

"I hope that next year, next year, next many, many years, we will always be together."

"Happy couple forever, Gui Fu Lan Xin."

Qi Mu closed his eyes, with a smile on his mouth.

Qiu Ruo showed a faint smile, "It won't work if you say it."

Qi Mu opened his eyes and glared at him: "You have to say it before you can do it."

Then leaned over, crossed the table, and gently kissed the corner of Chou Ruo's mouth.

"Happy birthday to us," he said with a smile.

Today, he is eighteen and Qiu Ruo is nineteen.

……

When Qiu Ruo opened his eyes again, what he saw was a familiar yet unfamiliar face who was sleeping soundly.

Familiar because he engraved it in his heart.

Unfamiliar, because I saw it again.

He was a little dazed, his first reaction was not to think about the light that his eyes could see, but to think that this was the first time this person had entered his dream.

Qi Mu.

He softly called out the name of the person he had missed all his life in his heart.

From the age of 19 to 60, he read him for more than 30 years.

In the rest of his life, he never saw this little log in his dreams, and his face never appeared in every night when he looked forward to him.In this way, he kept thinking whether Xiaomu was still resenting him—blaming himself for causing him to be dragged into the abyss, falling down without even a chance to struggle.

Qiu Ruo's eyes were a little out of focus.

He tightened his arms, embed the person in his arms, and closed his eyes again.

Hugs are warm and nice.

They lived together for 19 years, and in the remaining years, it was Qiu Ruo who missed Qi Mu for more than thirty years.

The warm touch from the palm, the hot air sweeping across the neck with each breath are dreamy and real.

A kind of reality that reminds Qiu Ruo that this is almost abnormal.

Opening his eyes suddenly, he stared at the person in his arms without blinking.

The breath is as clear and shallow as a feather scratching, the abdomen slowly and regularly rises and falls, the heart that is close to the chest is strong and beating...

Seeing the person frowned slightly in his arms, his eyelashes fluttered, and the next moment, he opened his eyes.

There was still confusion in those eyes that he had kissed countless times.

——Chou Ruo can no longer tell if this is a dream or reality.