north wind blows south

This rose was found only after they toured half the city.

For this reason, I rented a car online and paid double the labor cost for the staff to drive to the hotel where they stayed.The snow stopped, when they were about to go out.There is some symbolic snow outside, which is better than nothing.

The car has been driving to the suburbs, only to find a simple flower shop.It is a greenhouse flower cultivated by oneself, but it blooms abnormally in winter.

There are common flowers and some varieties of rare flowers.Mu Liang chose red roses, which were his mother's favorite.No one can resist vulgarity, everyone is kitsch.

In the past, my father would give my mother nineteen roses every time.Mu Liang hated its implication - patience and waiting.Patience means that even if you know that your husband has a lover, you still pretend to be nonchalant, play the role of a good wife, wait every night, every night, almost all night waiting for your husband to come home, and then serve him like a nanny.

To misuse the other's love, to deceive the other and yourself at the same time, is the worst behavior in the world.Most of the time, a single rose is enough, but unfortunately few people understand this truth.

Mu Liang bought two.One is about to be given to her mother, which is her favorite flower in her life, but it always brings her harm.There is also one for Shen Ye, because he is one of Mu Liang's only two favorite people in this world.

Shen also took the rose, avoiding those vertical thorns with his fingers, and twirled the rose, "Thank you." He said, like a teenager receiving a gift from his partner.Oh, Mu Liang almost forgot that Shen Ye was originally a boy.

The roses in winter are still bright and full of envy.It is the color of arterial blood, with the vitality of this life.

Shen Ye was sitting in the co-pilot, holding a rose with thorns in his hand. After the excitement, he was even more excited, and what more excitement brought was the vision of the future and the sobriety of the present.His incomparable sobriety made him look like an old man instead of a 17-year-old boy.

——"Auntie, does she live by herself?"

——"Wouldn't it be impolite for us to pass by without saying hello?"

——"Also, do we count as meeting parents in a sense?"

——"If it counts, then it would be rude for me to go there empty-handed. Do you want to go to the supermarket to buy some fruit?"

——"Does Auntie have any favorite fruits? It's a pity that now I can only choose greenhouse fruits."

Like a little magpie, standing on the top of a tree and chirping, no one would find it noisy, only cute.Shen is also really cute.

Seeing Shen Ye so excited, Mu Liang was a little reluctant to tell him the truth.He could imagine the tension and excitement of going out to meet the object's parents. This is a great recognition for their relationship.

"Actually, she prefers to be called Ms. Liang." When he thinks of his mother, Mu Liang always has a smile on his face. "It doesn't matter if you don't bring anything, she will like you."

While talking, the car drove farther and farther away from the urban area, and drove to the suburbs that had been planned as a large forest park, where no one lived.Shen Ye has also lived in this city for many years, so he naturally understands that there are only high-end cemeteries nearby, where rich people are buried.

"Auntie..." He hesitated to speak, feeling a little uneasy sitting in the passenger seat, not daring to meet Mu Liang's eyes, sneaking a glance from time to time.He didn't notice that the thorns of the rose had dug into his palm.

Mu Liang didn't care at all, "Well, Ms. Liang has been dead for ten years, breast cancer."

After ten years, the old wound has healed and scabbed, and then the scab slowly falls off, and the tender new flesh becomes old flesh, and then it gradually becomes invisible.Now, when I mention my mother again, I don’t feel as painful as before. Now all emotions are filtered, leaving only infinite nostalgia.

"I'm sorry." Shen Ye's voice was a little sad.

"Needless to say I'm sorry, you have nothing to be sorry for me." Mu Liang freed up a hand, and squeezed Shen Ye's palm comfortingly, "If she sees you, she will be very happy."

"Then... don't you need to buy some fruit? There is also a respectful incense." Every time Shen Ye has mood swings, his eyes will be like a newborn deer, with a cute and pitiful face and a pair of smart eyes , so that people can't help but love him.

"What expression do you have?" Mu Liang couldn't help laughing at him, "It doesn't matter, one rose is enough."

"I'm a little nervous." I was really nervous, so nervous that my palms were sweating.

Finally arrived at the destination, Mu Liang slowly stopped the car.There was some thick snow on the outskirts, bringing a sense of emptiness.The air conditioner was on in the car, and it was as warm as spring, in stark contrast to the cold outside.

Mu Liang stared at Shen Ye's deer-like eyes, crossed the hand gear, hugged him, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Relax baby, Ms. Liang will definitely like you, and if she doesn't like you, you can pretend that she likes you, and she can't talk." Shen Ye's Mr. Mu is still optimistic in his bones, even a little Playful, much like my mother.Playing with Shen is one of his great pleasures now.

Shen Ye pushed him away, and then pretended to pinch his ears, "Is it interesting to lie to your boyfriend? If you behave like this again, I will dump you and find someone younger."

"You dare." Mu Liang slapped Shen Ye's hand off, urging him to get out of the car quickly.

Unexpectedly, the temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car was so large. When Shen Ye got out of the car, a gust of wind blew by again, blowing his hair into a chicken coop again.

"Wow, it's so cold!" Shen Ye was shivering from the wind, and deliberately staggered into Mu Liang's arms with three points.

Mu Liang pretended not to know that he did it on purpose, and put his arms around his shoulders, and Shen also put his arms around his waist, and the two of them walked on the road together like conjoined twins.

There was still a guard on duty at the gate of the cemetery. Seeing the two big men hugging each other, they didn't take it seriously and opened the door to let them in.

"Hey, are you ashamed or not?" Mu Liang teased him, the strength in his hands increased, and the hug became tighter and heavier.

"Yes, shame or not." Shen Ye followed his words and pulled his waist closer to him.Mu Liang's waist is so slender, so comfortable to hug.

"I'm so ashamed." Mu Liang really thought that Shen Ye was so funny, he was really too cute.

"Yeah, I'm so ashamed." At this point, Shen finally couldn't help laughing.

Although this is a serious place, even a serious place needs laughter.

The best tomb in the entire cemetery is erected on the hill. It is not very steep to walk up 770 steps, but the distance is long and it is difficult to walk.The steps were not long enough for the two of them to walk side by side, so Shen Ye had to settle for the next best thing, pulling Mu Liang's little finger like a child.They are best friends.

In fact, he claims to have good physical strength, and he can get good grades in the school physical examination, but maybe this year has been too nourishing. When Shen Ye walked halfway up the mountain, he was too tired, so he had to hold Mu Liang to sit. In the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

The scenery is good, you can see tall buildings and beautiful clouds.Just looking down, the densely packed tombstones still show that this place is really not for people to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

The sun shone down on them, making their eyes squint.

Shen also looked at the tombstone below, "After I die, I must not be buried here. My ashes must be scattered in the sea, and I must be free forever."

"Then which sea do you want to spread to?" Mu Liang felt that Shen Ye was really a treasure, a treasure that could never be excavated.

"I don't want to be too cold, I don't want to be too hot, I don't want to be too far away from you, just sprinkle it at the mouth of the sea, if I miss you, I will swim back." Young people are all poets.

Mu Liang thought, I must remember what Shen Ye said, and never forget it.

"You don't need to swim back if you miss me, I'll be with you." When Mu Liang said this, he was absolutely serious.The sincere eyes made Shen Ye have the desire to go over and kiss her.

The warmth is only for a while, and Mu Liang feels goosebumps all over the floor after saying that sentence.He hugged his arms unnaturally, then pulled Shen and left.

"It's cold," he said.

"What's cold? Is it my words or the weather?" Shen Ye asked him.

"It's cold."

"Oh."

The atmosphere is actually quite cold.None of them are good talkers.

The rest of the steps were much easier to walk, Shen Ye still took Mu Liang's little finger, and followed behind him like a follower.

After walking the 770 seven steps, I finally understood the meaning of "the heights are too cold". The top of the mountain is indeed cold, and the wind is more bitter than the bottom of the mountain.They shared another scarf.

Ms. Liang's tomb is in a very secluded place, bypassing the dense shade of trees, walking all the way to the deepest part, and finally saw the cleanest tomb.There are roses carved in cement on the top of the tombstone, and the thorns on the rhizomes look particularly obvious.

The tombstone is engraved with "Mother Liang Qiuhua", which is the monument of Mu Liangli.There is only "Er Muliang" on it, and there is no husband's name, let alone the names of other relatives.The photos are in color, and they were taken when I was so painful that I couldn't sleep in the late stage of the illness. I specially invited a photographer to take pictures in the ward, wearing new clothes and putting on lipstick.The smile is still there.

"Here." Mu Liang handed the rose in his hand to Shen Ye, "She will be happier if you give it to her."

Shen also took the rose and put it upright in front of the tomb.Ms. Liang is very suitable for roses, beautiful and charming, but with a little sad thorn.

Mu Liang looked at the color photos on the tombstone, unable to take his eyes off for a long time.Shen also conjured a rose from behind as if by magic.

"If you also give Ms. Liang a flower, I think she will be even happier."

Two roses stand in front of the tombstone, looking different under the pale winter.

"Mom," Mu Liang put his arms around Shen Ye's shoulders, "This is Shen Ye."

There is no prefix, no redundant words, just tell the whole story.Shen Ye is Shen Ye.Mu Liang doesn't want to label him, let alone restrain him, he is always free.

He is Shen Yena.