Clear Feather of the Ring

During the few days of the Christmas holiday, Long Tianyu followed Yi Qing every day, at friends gatherings, colleagues dinners, club activities, and all kinds of boring or interesting art exhibitions..., like Yi Qing's Shadow, where there is Yi Qing, there is Long Tianyu.

He used to only read about it from the emails sent by his informants, or he caught it in the space of Yi Qing and his friends, or he learned about his life and work in articles contributed by Yi Qing, but now, He really got involved.

Long Tianyu followed Yi Qing, watching him fluently chatting and joking with classmates, friends, and colleagues he didn't know in French that he didn't understand, watching him chat and laugh happily with some well-known artist who was said to be well-known in a suit and leather shoes, holding a glass of wine. Talk to people about their travel plans for next year, and watch him go rock climbing and horseback riding with people from the club...

In Yi Qing's current life, the more Long Tianyu participated in it, the more suspicious he became. If he wants Yi Qing to go back with him, is he really treating Yi Qing well?

Many years ago, he ruthlessly removed himself from the original piece of land, and took root here with his dying limbs. As the years passed, he gradually took root and sprouted, and gradually he had his own small piece of land. Adapted to the sun, the wind, the rain, and the air here, strong branches and lush green leaves began to grow.

Now, because of himself, he wants Yi Qing to uproot himself from the ground again, go back again, return to the land that once made him fragmented, take root again, and grow again...

He could imagine that every time Yi Qing uprooted, there must be dripping blood and piercing pain, and every time the roots sprouted, what kind of painful pain would be brought.

He let Yi Qing suffer that kind of pain once, and he never wanted him to suffer it again.

On the last day of the Christmas holiday, that is, the night before Long Tianyu returned to China, one second before Yi Qing turned off the light in the living room and went to sleep in the bedroom, Long Tianyu sat on the sofa and asked deeply: "Yi Qing, ask again , are you really not going back with me?"

Holding tomorrow's ticket in his hand, he has been sitting quietly on the sofa for more than half an hour: "As long as you say something, I will change the ticket right away, and we will go back together."

He looked at Yi Qing with expectation in his eyes, but the expression on his face was tangled, because of his selfishness of desperately wanting Yi Qing to be with him, and because of the pain he could foresee, he wanted to let Yi Qing agrees, and feels sorry for Yi Qing agreeing, but is even more afraid that Yi Qing will not agree.

When he came here, he thought that he was strong enough to give Yi Qing a stable home, but when he got here, he realized with belatedly that the home he thought was safe may not be suitable for Yi Qing. It wasn't the home where he could live the best and most comfortable life.

These days, he has thought a lot, thinking about what Yi Qing said on his back after getting drunk on Christmas Eve, thinking about Yi Qing's life here for so many years, thinking about the future of him and Yi Qing...

The more you think, the less you talk, and the calmer you become.

"Yi Qing, I won't force you," Long Tianyu looked at Yi Qing who was standing silently at the door of the bedroom: "You can go back if you don't want to. Paris is only ten hours away by plane. I often come to see you, and I can see each other through video calls. When I go back, I will ask a French teacher to teach me French, and I will gradually integrate into your circle of friends in the future..."

"Don't you feel tired like this?" Yi Qing asked.

"Not tired, as long as you promise to be with me, you won't be tired."

Not tired, as long as we can be together, crossing the ocean is nothing, French is nothing, social barriers are nothing... The premise is that we must be together.It all makes sense only together.

"But I feel tired."

If he agreed to be with Long Tianyu, how could he have the heart to let him make so much effort and accommodate for himself!Together, he will naturally go back with him.When I go back, I will naturally have to face those promises that really existed, and face the torture of the dead...

If he agreed to be with him, he would be ashamed of Long Tianyu, because he could not give him an upright family; he would be ashamed of Long Ma, because Long Tianyu could not marry Yao Yao and have children as she wished; Grandparents, parents and elder brother are ashamed, because they want to expose the family to criticism from the outside world...

He wants to be with him, and he feels happy every day with him by his side.It's just that he couldn't laugh out loud when he remembered that such happiness was based on the pain of so many people.

Tired, really tired, for him, for Long Tianyu, for everyone related to himself and Long Tianyu, very tired.

Long Tianyu was silent after listening to Yi Qing's reply.

As far as he is concerned, as long as he can be with Yi Qing, it doesn't matter how much hardship he suffers, but he feels bad for Yi Qing to suffer hardship together with him.

After so many years, everything they have experienced, he and Yi Qing have passed the ignorant and impulsive age that would seek death and life for love. After experiencing life, death, and parting one by one, each other has grown into a stronger and more stable version of themselves. Facing love Thinking about myself.

"Just live the life you like, and don't worry about the extra things. I will come to see you regularly in the future." Long Tianyu lay down on the sofa: "I won't force you to do things you don't like, but don't even think about it." Stop me from doing what I want to do."

"It's up to you." Yi Qing entered the bedroom, closed the door, and a voice came from the room: "I won't send you off for your morning flight, and close the door when you go out."

"know."

He poked his head up from the sofa and saw the lights in the bedroom go on and off, so he sat up from the sofa and smoked cigarettes one by one in the dim living room.

It's not his intention to go back tomorrow, but the company has a big order that he needs to go back to deal with in person. He has been delayed for a day, and tomorrow is the deadline, so he has to rush back.The moment his assistant called him to discuss booking a plane ticket, he turned around on the balcony to see Yi Qing lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and listening to music. At that moment, he really wanted to hang up the phone willfully and throw the phone out of the balcony .No matter how much money he had, he couldn't buy the ease on Yi Qing's face when he was lying on the sofa at the moment.

If love could really be eaten, he thought, as long as Yi Qing was by his side, he would never feel hungry.

However, he still has to leave. He is no longer the young master of the Long family who only spends money. The title of chairman of the Long Group is doomed for him not to be self-willed. On the love between him and Yi Qing.

This is growth, this is reality, it is a hundred willingness in my heart, but what I can only say is: "Okay, I will order the earliest class you mentioned."

Long Tianyu smoked more than half a pack of cigarettes, and felt even less sleepy. After answering a few emails on the computer, he checked the time and found that there were still two or three hours before he left for the airport.

He stood up and paced quietly in the living room. After a long time, he couldn't help but gently pushed open the bedroom door.

He walked to the bed by the light coming in from the window, heard Yi Qing's gentle breathing, then sat down on the bed carefully, put his legs on it gently, and slowly leaned against Yi Qing's side Lie down.

He lay on his side on the quilt, carefully hugged Yi Qing through the quilt, his face was lightly pressed against the back of Yi Qing's head, his forehead was against Yi Qing's fine and soft hair, half of his face below his nose was buried in Yi Qing On the back of his neck, he finally fell asleep deeply contentedly.

In the darkness, Yi Qing opened her eyes, feeling the hot breath coming from the back of her neck, and Long Tianyu hugging her hand tightly through the quilt.He just lay motionless on his side according to the previous position, silently counting Long Tianyu's breathing in the dark, one, two, three... 25, 26... fifty...

When Long Tianyu closed the door and left, Yi Qing didn't get up to take a look, didn't even say goodbye, just closed his eyes, still maintaining the position where Long Tianyu was lying on his side when he hugged him, and heard the door "click" from the bedroom close.

He sat up from the bed, looked at the still dark sky outside the window, glanced at the alarm clock on the cabinet, then got up, went into the kitchen to make a pot of strong coffee, sat in the empty living room, stared at the coffee table Lost in that half-full ashtray.

Long Tianyu only stayed here for half a month, but every part of the house seemed to be contaminated with his breath, the sofa he lay on, the slippers he wore, the toothbrush he brushed his teeth, the towel he washed his face, Shaved razor... It seems that he has lived here for a long time, so long that all the food in the room has become two people.

After the coffee was ready, Yi Qing poured himself a big cup full, drank it slowly, then turned on the light, found a storage box from the room, and scattered all the things Long Tianyu used Put it all in and put it in an inconspicuous corner of the living room.

When I was packing up my things, I realized that Long Tianyu's suitcase was not taken with me in the living room.Yi Qing called and asked, and Long Tianyu replied very directly: "It will come back after a while, there is no need to take it back."

What he told him was no longer just talk, he would really come back when he came back.

Yi Qing pushed the suitcase to the corner where the storage box was placed, and looked at the switches with fluorescent green lights on the wall. The doors and windows were all closed, and the heating was turned on in the living room, but there was a constant cold wind The ground seeped in from everywhere, and all of a sudden, the whole body was cold.

It was just sleeping with him for a few hours. I have already gotten used to the dry and cold weather here, and even after a few hours of him leaving, I have already begun to miss the warmth that sticks to my back. .

While laughing at such a hopeless body, he picked up the small half pack of cigarettes left on the coffee table in the living room like an ice cellar wrapped in a blanket, lit one, and smoked with a frown.

If I had known that there would be today, I shouldn't have gone back after I graduated, and I would never see each other again, and there would be no more entanglements and entanglements in the future, and there would be no, in these days when I was with him. During the day, at this very moment, thousands of times the urge to walk with him surged in my heart.

Don't meet each other, don't miss it, once we meet, miss it every minute.