Xuan and Meng

Everyone felt that Ning Du had changed.He pulled himself away from his busy work to make himself more relaxed.He travels, reads, takes pictures... He does everything seriously, as if he has just recovered from a serious illness.

He began to smile gently at the people around him, his manners were indifferent and gentle.

Ning Du found some ways to spend the rest of his short and long life.There are still so many things that can be done, he will serve the second elder until a hundred years later, when he is truly alone, if Xuanhe hasn't come yet, he will go find him.

Now, he can only wait for Xuanhe more calmly.Wait for him with a more perfect self, wait for him to come back, love him, take care of him, and dedicate all your enthusiasm to him.

To this most wonderful and wonderful man.

Because, there is no second person like you in the world.

Day by day, from spring to autumn, night after night of darkness, from hugging your clothes tightly to numb insomnia.

In three years, Ning Du ushered in his 30th birthday.

Men stand at thirty.His parents originally planned to hold a big banquet for him, but Ning Du refused.He didn't like the lively environment more and more, not to mention that such a formality was a kind of extravagance and waste.

He went to England alone and found the shop where he had bought anklets for Xuan He.He didn't prepare the ring after the proposal, or even the registration, like an impulsive, romantic impulse.Now that I think about it, I'm really lucky. Fortunately, I took him to get the certificate at that time. He is the evidence that belongs to him, in black and white.It shows that we are the closest relationship in this world.

After looking at a lot, I finally chose a pair of handmade rings. The shape is simple and elegant. Each ring is inlaid with three diamonds and put on the ring finger. It is delicate and crystal clear.Ning Du requested that each other's initials be engraved on the inside of the diamond ring.

You are mine and I am yours.

After leaving this shop, Ning Du felt pain in his heart. He was really worried that one day, when he was gray-haired, he would be buried in the ground with this pair of diamond rings that he had never worn before.It doesn't matter if Xuanhe is a person from the future, after thousands of years, dig up his soil, see the intertwined rings, and understand his lovesickness.

If he turns into dust and smoke, it can also be left to him, his thoughts, and his unswerving love for him until death.

Wandering on the streets of London at night, the lights are as gorgeous as the sea of ​​tides, and this era of corruption and prosperity is as beautiful as bubbles.

After returning to China, autumn frost rose early one morning, the long-lost morning dew.

In Ningdu's memory, only in the fields of his hometown when he was a child, he could see the heavy fog in the early morning, so thick that he couldn't see the road ahead five meters away, the air was wet, and the weeds and grass beside the gravel road The trees seem to have just been bathed, covered with green and refreshing dew.This is the happiest moment for children.Facing the love of the magical nature, I like this kind of hazyness, as if I am in the fairyland of Yaotai.Only the sun at eight o'clock can slowly dispel it.

At that time, I felt that the fog in the morning was the freshest, and I had to take a few more breaths, otherwise the "fairy dew" would dissipate soon.

Ning Du always believed that only a clear and clean world would have the first morning mist this morning.

In fact, it seems to be true. After growing up, this hazy beauty is rare. The bustling city has no clear dew, but heavy smog.

He also didn't realize the departure of the fog until the sudden surprise in front of him.

Fog, very thick.

It seems that water can come out with a twist.The mobile phone received an orange fog alert early in the morning, but Ning Du put on a coat and went out early before the sun came out.He walked to a nearby park and paced slowly.Looking at the clusters of green, you don't know when a figure will appear from the opposite side, and you only feel that the surrounding ten meters is your own world.

The cobblestone road was very long, and Ning Du walked very slowly, the ends of his hair and the tip of his nose were wet.The road ahead was unclear and the surroundings were silent, but he felt that his heart was extremely stable, and he became more and more determined as he walked.The place in my heart that has been vacant for a long time seems to be slowly being filled.Ning Du felt that his long-dead heart was about to come back to life, and his vitality was recovering bit by bit.It was a real feeling.

Ning Du couldn't bear it anymore, he started to walk faster and faster.Eagerly looking for something in the thick fog.A strong premonition nearly overwhelmed him.

"Xuanhe! Xuanhe!" He shouted in all directions, trying to break the sky.

It's you, it must be you.Ning Du really felt Xuan He's existence.where?where?

"Ning...Du?" A familiar, soft, mosquito-like question exploded in Ning Du's ears.His heart was about to jump out, thundering like a drum in such a world.He couldn't even control his expression, "Xuanhe, it's me, it's me, where are you?"

Ning Du felt that Xuanhe was very close to him, but he couldn't find anything when he looked around.

"Ningdu..." The familiar tone was choked with sobs.

Ning Du's tears rolled down his cheeks, his grief and joy reached the extreme, he couldn't even control his own emotions. "I'm here, I'm here!"

After finishing speaking, Ning Du vaguely saw a silhouette appear out of thin air through the blurred tears.

Before Ning Du took a closer look, he was the first to rush forward and hug him.

Xuanhe!Xuanhe!you're back, aren't you?

Ning Du felt the person in his arms take shape little by little, and his arms, legs, torso... became warmer.He was sobbing so hard that he buried himself on Xuanhe's body, hugging him with all his strength.

Xuan He was already dumbfounded, letting this person hug him, staring blankly at the front, tears flowing unconsciously.

This is... Ning Du?

Or a dream?

He stayed there for a full 3 minutes before he reacted belatedly, raised his arms stiffly, and tried to hug the person on his body.

It's really Ning Du... Really...

Ningdu...

"Ning Du..." Xuan He's tears turned from thin to rainy, blurring his vision all of a sudden, "Ning Du ahhh~"

He was on the verge of collapse and locked Ning Du with his withered hands, which was stronger than Ning Du's.

As soon as he heard his cry, Ning Du couldn't bear it at all, like a knife piercing his chest.

Let him hold him and cry heart-rendingly for more than ten minutes, but he really lost his strength, and the strength in his hands loosened, so Ning Du picked him up by the waist.

"Xuanhe..." Ning Du's hands trembled, his pupils contracted violently, and only then did he see Xuanhe's appearance.

No, it's not the same.

It was worse than the first time I saw him, his face was so thin that his face was sunken, and his cheekbones were raised high.Yellow complexion and hair, the body seems to have only a skeleton left, and countless scars have been added.The tattered coarse cloth was not enough to cover the body, revealing the protruding ribs under the skin.I don't know what kind of torture he has gone through to become what he is now, even worse than the beggars on the roadside.

Only the wet eyes remained, as long as the gaze was fixed on Ning Du, it was full of dependence.

Ning Du was so distressed that it couldn't be more distressed, throbbing with pain.I don't want to pursue anything anymore, you are back, everything is fine.

"Xuanhe, let's go home, shall we?" He asked in the softest and warmest voice next to his ear, and tears dripped onto Xuanhe's ears, making the little man tremble.

Xuan He wrapped his skinny arms around Ning Du's neck, buried his head and body in his embrace, preventing him from seeing his expression, and said in a heavy nasal voice: "En."

After a while, Ning Du felt the clothes on his chest wet.