Back to the Northeast 1970

The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds. After the man yelled, Yan Baoshu quickened his pace. After walking for a while, Yan Baoshu put the unhappiness that happened just behind him. In his opinion, there is nothing wrong now. The matter may be more important than Lu Xiangbei, but Yan Baoshu has been looking for him for a whole day, but there is still no news at all.Yan Baoshu wiped his face in annoyance, looking at the straight road in front of him, he could no longer see the pedestrians in the distance clearly under the cover of night.At this moment, there are only two ways in front of Yan Baoshu, either continue to search aimlessly, or go home and wait and see, maybe tomorrow Lu Xiangbei will appear in front of him safe and sound.

As the sun set and the temperature plummeted, Yan Baoshu was shivering from the cold while walking on the road. In order to reassure himself, he decided to go to Lu Xiangbei's home again, hoping that he had arrived home safely.It was already past seven in the evening when Yan Baoshu came to the old Lu’s house again, and there were already sporadic snowflakes in the sky. Yan Baoshu stretched out his hand and pushed the door of Lu’s house, only to hear a creak. The sound will only be made when it is on.Yan Baoshu was indescribably excited after hearing this sound. Since the Lu family had bolted the door, it meant that Lu Xiangbei might have returned.

Yan Baoshu hastily knocked on the door of Lu's house, and soon there were footsteps coming from the yard, "Who is it?"

"Hi, I'm Lu Xiangbei's friend, I want to ask if he's at home?"

It was Lu Xiangbei's second elder brother Lu Xiangxi who came out to open the door. Because he came out in a hurry, he was only wearing a sweater and a cotton cloak over his shoulders. After opening the door, Lu Xiangxi stood in the yard and looked at Yan Baoshu. Then he said, "Are you looking north?"

Yan Baoshu nodded his head, with strong anticipation in his heart, "Well, I have something to do with him, is he at home?"

Lu Xiangxi shook his head, "I heard from Xiang Bei's third brother that this kid went out early in the morning and hasn't come back until now. I guess it's too late at night."

Yan Baoshu thumped in his heart, and the hope that had just been ignited was shattered again. He smiled at Lu Xiangxi in despair: "Since Xiangbei is not at home, I will go back first, thank you brother."

Lu Xiangxi looked at Yan Baoshu and nodded, just when Yan Baoshu turned his steps to leave, he stopped Yan Baoshu: "Well... If you have anything to say, you can tell me, and I will tell him when Xiang Bei comes back."

Yan Baoshu stopped, turned his head and showed a stiff smile and said, "It's nothing, I just want to ask if he has time to go skating."

"I see." Lu Xiangxi smiled and said, "Then I'll tell him when he comes back."

Yan Baoshu turned around and bowed to Lu Xiangxi, "Thank you bro."

The gate of Lu's house was closed, Yan Baoshu still maintained his bowing posture, his hands drooping at his sides and clenched into fists, he kept muttering in his heart: "Lu Xiangbei, you bastard, where have you been, come back quickly It's gone." The more worried Yan Baoshu was, the more he couldn't calm down, so much so that he didn't notice the tears in his eyes, until he got home, found a quiet corner and sat down in a quiet corner without talking to anyone, he didn't realize that he was very fond of Yan Baoshu. Lu Xiangbei is no longer a pure brotherhood.

Yan Baoshu has always wanted to be a person who remains rational and at least not confused about emotions. After all, the chances of his so-called "emotions" being reciprocated in this age are really low, so he always thinks about Becoming real friends with Lu Xiangbei, there is no impurity of brotherhood, but all this is his fantasy, he likes men from the beginning to the end, and since he has known Lu Xiangbei for so long, what he has received His care has become a medium to miss Lu Xiangbei at this time. Yan Baoshu is worried about him, even to the point of missing him. It is precisely because of this mood that Yan Baoshu really realizes that Lu Xiangbei has disappeared It walked into his heart silently, leaving an indelible shadow in his heart.

Something is wrong with Yan Baoshu tonight, everyone in the family can see it except for a few young ones. Yan Yonggui and Jin Guiqin's parents originally wanted to ask a question, but they were stopped by Yan Baofu and Yan Yufen in the end. Nothing happened.

Yan Baofu agreed to Jin Guiqin, but when he was going to chat with Yan Baoshu in the past, Yan Baoshu pretended to be nonchalant and said to Yan Baofu: "Brother, I'm fine, don't worry, I'm just worried because of the show."

Yan Baofu was easily fooled. He thought that Yan Baoshu had encountered something important and difficult to make a decision. He smiled and hooked Yan Baoshu's shoulders, "It's such a big thing for rats to suffer from back pain. Think about it carefully and there will always be a solution. "

Yan Baoshu smiled reluctantly, "Brother, let me think about it alone."

"Okay, then I won't bother you with shredded tofu."

Shredded tofu is an idea, and it is also a popular phrase, which is specially used to amuse people.

Watching Yan Baofu leave, Yan Baoshu couldn't hold back the smirk on his face anymore. He took a deep breath and then exhaled, then plunged into the bed.Yan Baoshu walked for a day, and tiredness is inevitable. On the second day after he woke up from sleep, two blisters appeared on Yan Baoshu's feet, just below the big toe.

Yan Baoshu got off the kang disheveled and unkempt, took a basket of needles and threads from Jin Guiqin's box, then sat on the bench on the ground and used a needle to pick up the blisters on his feet. The door opened, and Gong Xiaohai walked in with a hippie smile, "Comrade Yan Baoshu, you are so passionate early in the morning."

Yan Baoshu looked up at him and then lowered his head, "What are you doing here so early in the morning?"

Gong Xiaohai came to him and sat down, and said with a smile: "What can I do? It's not because you are going to school to rehearse. I am afraid that you will be lonely, so I plan to go with you." After finishing speaking, Gong Xiaohai used He bumped Yan Baoshu with his shoulder, "Hey, have you decided to perform any show yet?"

How could Yan Baoshu have time to think about this, and the literature and art of this era is too suffocating, there are only a handful of performances other than the eight mainstream model plays, and Yan Baoshu is too lazy to waste too much energy on it, and said nonsense: "Just sing Well, "Eastern Wind Blows War Drums"."

"Okay, I think it looks good." Gong Xiaohai applauded excitedly, "I agree, at least you don't have to join the group of people from our school. I heard about it a while ago. Our school is going to rehearse "Shajiabang" or something Yes, just their rotten fish and rotten shrimp, I think..." Gong Xiaohai curled his lips vigorously, "It's no use."

Yan Baoshu hummed and didn't answer, and continued to play with the two blisters on his feet.

Seeing that Yan Baoshu was silent, Gong Xiaohai lowered his head and glanced at his feet, "Hey, how long do you have to walk on your feet to get out of two big blisters?"

Yan Baoshu withdrew the needle, raised his head and sighed, "Xiao Hai, I didn't see Lu Xiangbei all day yesterday. I'm really afraid that something will happen to him."

Gong Xiaohai was stunned, and after looking at Yan Baoshu in surprise for a long time, he stammered and said: "You...you...you and him are so close to each other?"

Yan Baoshu glanced at him, "Get out of here." Yan Baoshu leaned close to Gong Xiaohai's ear and whispered, "Yesterday, Baolong and I saw a group of people chasing Lu Xiangbei, and everyone was carrying something in their hands. Wooden stick, tell me... can I not worry."

Gong Xiaohai was very serious, "Yo, what happened to him, right?"

Yan Baoshu clicked his tongue, "I don't know, I can't..." Yan Baoshu put the needlework basket on the desk, put on his socks and said, "I have to find someone today, otherwise my heart will be in turmoil."

"I'm talking about Comrade Yan Baoshu." Gong Xiaohai stopped Yan Baoshu, grabbed his arm and said, "How old is Lu Xiangbei? If something really happens, he can still run away. Let me tell you, if he doesn't show up, it may be a problem." Something happened, maybe he found a place to hide, you have to know where he is even if you want to find him? Are you going to search like a headless chicken?"

Yan Baoshu admitted that he was a little confused, and calmed down after taking a deep breath, "You're right, I'll just wait and see."

Gong Xiaohai said with a smile: "Hey, that's right. Let's rehearse the show while we wait. Maybe Lu Xiangbei will be able to listen to your singing as soon as he appears. He has to cheer for you with the audience, right?"

Yan Baoshu smiled slightly: "I didn't expect you to be quite good at comforting people."

"That's right, don't even look at who I am."

In the end, Yan Baoshu listened to Gong Xiaohai's words, and he restrained his anxiety as much as possible. While waiting for Lu Xiangbei to appear, he spent the past few days going back and forth between the old Yan's home and school, because he did not participate in the chorus or the group. Yan Baoshu's program tasks were relatively easy. After singing "Dongfeng Blows the War Drums" back and forth several times, all that was left was to wait for the final selection.

It's been four days, for the whole four days, there is still no news from Lu Xiangbei, not only that, Yan Baoshu will go to the old Lu's house every night, he tries to get some good news from Lu Xiangbei's family, At the very least, we must know that he is safe, but in the end, there is no good news, and Yan Baoshu can't even catch a look of worry from the faces of the old Lu family. Could it be that Lu Xiangbei is dumping garbage? Did he pick it up from here, so there is no one who cares about him.

Another day passed, and Yan Baoshu walked home under the moonlight. When he was depressed, Yan Baoshu hummed a song emotionally, "Before I met you, I was helpless, and after I met you, there was no cure. I thought you were just a short episode, but I never thought you would become an immortal legend..."

"Hey, it's so nice to sing, why did it stop?"

Yan Baoshu was stunned, his eyes widened and he looked towards the dark direction in front of him. He saw sporadic flames flickering slightly, and after a while he saw a familiar face appearing from the darkness, "You... you go Where is it?"