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Just Feb 2 (14:11) via WeicoPro

I have worn out eight pairs of shoes in two years, and this is the ninth pair. The thickness of the sole is dedicated to the journey. I think it's time for me to stop and take a break...

Yin Shaoyang was speeding on the way to the airport, feeling extremely anxious—Xiao Mazi...wait for me!

Just Feb 2 (14:11) via WeicoPro

This is the last Weibo, dear friends, thank you for your encouragement and company over the past two years, because of your forwarding and help, we have recovered a total of 43 cute little babies, I believe, even if I don’t update , the cohesion of this world is still there, I love you all!

Within ten seconds, Weibo messages were maxed out!

Do not blog anymore?

Yin Shaoyang stared at the last Weibo, his brain was out of gear, could he be wrong?Is Xiao Mazi just a whim?

Where is he going?

Called from mobile phone—the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later!

The car was galloping on the high-speed electric engine, driving a hurricane that was burning with anxiety, and the maximum speed limit was 120. He wished he could put the wings on the car and fly directly to Yunnan, to the Blue Moon Valley.

12:00 Capital Airport

A lunatic rushed into the airport hall, and travelers all looked sideways.

The check-in counter shows that the boarding pass printing service for domestic flights is only available two hours before boarding.

I rely on!

Yin Shaoyang looked at his watch, there were still four hours.

These four hours are enough for Xiao Mazi to shoot directly into the universe with a bazooka on his back.

"Sir, the boarding pass for domestic flights is two hours before boarding, and you can come back two hours later."

The friendly smiles of the counter staff are full of compassion for the schizophrenic patients.

He kept making calls, and there was always the same machine notification sound on his mobile phone. When the soles of his shoes were fast walking through the ground, it was finally time to change the boarding pass. He kissed the word Lijiang on it, just like kissing that A piece of land, the land of his lover.

One hour later, he went through the security check, and passed the boarding gate at [-]:[-] on time. Because the plane was stuck at the check-in stand, passengers had to take a shuttle bus to the landing point to board the plane. He stood by the window and watched absent-mindedly. outside the window.

Suddenly I saw a red banner, very conspicuous in the empty airport.

"The angel group has returned with love, and the people of the capital welcome you!"

Yin Shaoyang jumped up almost immediately, pulled away the passenger next to him, and rushed to the driver's seat, "Master, may I ask which group of angels the banner welcomes?"

The driver glanced at the direction and said with a smile: "Isn't it the voluntary aid team of the Angel Foundation? The special plane coming back from Yunnan landed at about [-]:[-]."

"I'm getting out of the car!"

"How can that be possible!"

"My wife is on that plane, I'm not going to Yunnan anymore, I want to get off! I want to get off!!!"

Passengers in the carriage booed one after another, "Your lover didn't even say a word when he came back, so he must be avoiding you!"

"Brother, I heard that Brother Ahei in Yunnan is all awesome, and you're really working hard to pursue true love with a whole body of noodle soup on!"

"Come on, daddy, buddies support you!"

"It means giving up. If you can do it, you will definitely do it!"

"Hey... I saw him just now. This dude can't be a genius. There was an urgent notice a few days ago: A patient escaped from the mental hospital in our city. Please be careful, the general public. The characteristics of this patient: He likes to take a Fake mobile phone to read information, mantra: I want to get off..."

"I'm sure it's that guy!"

The uncle driver had no choice but to send all the people in the car to the boarding point, and then pulled Yin Shaoyang back as before. As soon as the car started, a group of smart people who were boarding the plane waved to him: "Brother! Remember to catch the daughter-in-law!" A new Mosquito Lianbo! We are waiting for the live broadcast outside the clouds!"

Yin Shaoyang beat his chest like a diamond, and compared two capital Vs.

After getting off the bus, the driver greeted loudly: "T2 Terminal, I wish you good luck!"

He shuttled around the airport in the form of flying electricity, and his figure was torn into wind like a Kunlun slave.

Out of breath, I ran to the pick-up gate of Terminal T2. There were already a lot of people waiting here. Some people were holding roses, and some people’s banners were already pulled up. It was like a sea of ​​fiery red. The relatives and friends must have been waiting. After a while, everyone looked tired, but couldn't hide their excitement.

Yin Shaoyang stood aside panting heavily, listening to his heartbeat and counting the second hand on the dial, the sweat on his forehead slowly slid to the tip of his nose, dripping silently on the dial, leaving round water stains.

The sculpture usually stood for more than half an hour, and he swore that this half hour was the most difficult and exciting time in his life.

On the radio, the female voice was beautiful, and the number of the landing flight began to be broadcast. The red sea of ​​waiting began to surge, and the relatives and friends held up banners and flaming roses and flocked to the exit.

At the beginning, passengers came out of the station. They wore uniform dark gray outdoor jackets and white baseball caps. Yin Shaoyang opened his eyes wide and patrolled one by one. But there were too many people, and they formed a group. After almost everyone came out, they still couldn’t find him. someone to look for.

Yin Shaoyang began to panic, Xiao Mazi must not have come back.

People say that being close to the hometown is timid, and he felt this way at this moment. He didn't dare to arrest people and ask them, and he didn't dare to crowd around to look for them like those relatives and friends. Only dare to stand far away, let the imaginary expectation last longer.

The crowd gradually dissipated, but he still stood where he was, quietly calming down his heartbeat. He was prepared to wait early in the morning. On the way to wait, disappointment will not be just this time, nor will it be the last time. He must maintain good health. mentality, in order to continue to wait.

all gone...

He moves, turns around...

A faint, dragging footsteps... not an auditory hallucination!

I clearly felt my ears beating a few times, and suddenly turned around!

The light from the overhead light was a bit harsh, and the picture in front of him was seriously distorted. He blinked his eyes to reduce the noise...

The young man in the gray jacket buckled his baseball cap backwards, showing a slapped face, as if he had sprained his feet before standing up, holding a big dusty bag in his hand, looking at him with a shy smile.

Yin Shaoyang continued to blink, and heard him say: "I need a new pair of shoes, have you brought them?"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and looked at his feet, Yin Shaoyang's eyeballs moved down mechanically - the toes shyly retracted in the sneakers with the mouth open.

He opened his mouth, and his dry voice was out of tune: "...I, I'll buy it for you."

"With an air cushion?"

He took a step forward: "Bring an air cushion!"

"I have no money, I need to find someone to raise..."

Another step forward: "I support you!"

"I don't know you well..."

He adjusted his breathing and spoke carefully, every word seemed to have been tempered thousands of times in his heart.

"My name is Yin Shaoyang, and I am 32 years old. I have quit smoking, drinking and cleansing my body. I figured out that I can spare 40 years to spend with my lover. If he wastes any more, I'm afraid I can only quit the five grains and suck the wind." Only by drinking dew, cultivating Taoism and seeking immortals can we quit anger and desire, but I don’t know if we can quit love..."

Chi Xiaolao pulled his chin hard and tightened his throat. His skin was a little dry and peeling due to the wind and sun on the plateau, but the man in front of him, in the comfortable space with constant temperature, had fine lines at the end of his eyes early on. The lines are engraved with the anxious thoughts day after day, how did he spend every minute and every second of more than 800 days?

Yes, time can no longer be wasted. They can get through the years of rushing back and forth, but they can't get through the growing longing thousands of miles away.

The remaining time should be cherished, 40 years is a long time, but in fact it is just a snap of the fingers.

He stared at the person in front of him, speechless with excitement: "I, my name is Chi Xiaolao. I am 27 this year. I have no savings and no job. I only hold 40 years of time, and I plan to dedicate it to my lover... I heard that 'people' A stroke of a word needs a swipe to support it, I am willing to do that swipe, Yin Shaoyang, you are willing to do it—oh!"

The last word was swallowed into the passionate kiss. This kiss was like biting. The smell of blood spread across the mouth in an instant. It seemed that the more intense it was, the more at ease. Only after tasting the smell of blood could one be sure that the temperature in the embrace was indeed not a dream.

The next moment, Yin Shaoyang ran out of the hall with him in his arms.

Whistles and cheers were heard along the road, surrounded by fiery red roses, the crowd automatically gave way to a passage, and their eyes followed the two figures twisted together, melting into the afterglow of the especially beautiful sunset on Valentine's Day.

On Valentine's Day 2016, the story comes to an end!

The author has something to say: -------- Postscript

First of all, I would like to thank you guys for your company and encouragement in the past two months. Every time before the end, I am very excited, because the pit is finally filled, and the lover is also consummated. What should Xiao Gong Xiaoshou do? , I can also dig a new hole...

Haha, this article does not prepare a special episode. In my concept, this thing is to make up for regrets, fill in the BUG, ​​and then crack, crack down now, cracking, cracking, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

The next article should be inspirational. Generally, it is normal for inspirational articles to be abused. Little farts and farts are going to victory!

The [-]-word manuscript was published.

Still the same sentence, I hope the next flower will bloom, and you are still...