you may never have loved me

Late at night, the people in the hall cleared up, and the cups of tea were cold, and the long silence after the excitement was even more desolate.

The temperature difference here is bigger than he imagined.

Outside the bedroom door.Qu Ling regretted the cold, so he put half a thin quilt on his body, covering it from head to toe, only revealing a face full of spring, like a rabbit.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a gentle arc, sweet and soft: "Thank you, I am very happy tonight."

It is quite normal for two people who like each other to meet and meet in a foreign land.If the person who said this at the moment was not Qu Lingxi, but some other donkey friend, Yan Li would think that the other party was inviting him into the room, and would use the temperature to warm his body on this lonely night.

In fact, Yan Li, who loves to travel, encounters more than a few such short-lived romantic affairs.

But it was precisely because the other party was Qu Lingxi.Yan Li didn't dare to make mistakes at all.

With Qu Lingxi in his mouth, he was so afraid that he would take off the stars from the sky and give them to him. How dare he do such a radical move.

So, no matter how excited he was, Yan Li still restrained himself.

Most of the doors were closed, which also confirmed Yan Li's conjecture that Qu Lingxi had no intention of inviting him to stay overnight.

Yan Li's heart was pounding, and he resisted the urge to hug him: "Ling Xi..."

Qu Lingxi interrupted him, "I'm afraid I won't be able to walk with you tomorrow."

Yan Li wondered, "Why?"

Qu Lingxi had gentle eyes and said patiently: "Didn't your tour guide say that you will leave for Lanmu Lake tomorrow? I am not. I am going to Longbu Mountain."

As we all know, Longbu Mountain is the closest and most ornamental snow mountain to Liangcheng.Qu Lingxi decided to come to Liangcheng in the first place because of a few postcards.

Three or four postcards had no words written on them, and the photos showed endless snow-capped mountains.They were cluttered together in a novel on a bookshelf in my parents' study.If Qu Lingxi hadn't gone to the study to find materials for writing her graduation thesis, she really wouldn't have been able to turn out such a beautiful postcard.

It can be said that Qu Lingxi came to Liangcheng this time to see this snow mountain, and he was not as interested in other scenic spots as he was in it.

Yan Li immediately changed his mind: "I can go with you."

"Yan Li..."

It was rare for Qu Ling to call his name so seriously, Yan Li was stunned, half of the words fell between his lips and teeth, and he did not utter them.

When Yan Li was in a daze, he heard a door closing behind him.Then, there was the sound of boots stepping on the old carpet, calm and powerful.

His ears are quite sharp, and he can still hear some small sounds of friction between the cortex.

It was just that the tenant opposite opened and closed the door, but inexplicably, Yan Li felt the silent pressure from behind, as if someone glanced at him with deep eyes, making him out of breath immediately.

Qu Lingxi only left a gap in the door, and Yan Li was completely blocked in front of his eyes. He didn't know anything about the situation on the other side. Go to the end of the corridor.

Qu Lingxi was slightly lost in thought.

After a while, he came back to his senses, faced Yan Li, and continued the topic just now, "This time I am here, I just want to go to the snow mountain alone."

Yan Li looked at him, unable to say a word of rejection.

This person is born with an aura that others cannot refuse.

The corner of the corridor.

A tall and straight man asked curiously, "Boss, what were you looking at just now?"

The man beside him walked down the stairs without any hesitation, but his eyes stayed on a table and chair in the corner of the hall.On the square table, there were two large plates of pine nut shells, and some caught fish were scattered here and there.You can imagine how much the culprit loves nuts like pine nuts.

It's like the reincarnation of a squirrel spirit.

"It's nothing." The boss in the man's mouth looked away lightly, "I remembered an old friend."

From here to the snow mountain, it is neither far nor near, and it takes two hours by car.Qu Lingxi asked the hostess of the homestay about renting a car as early as yesterday.

The proprietress helped him contact a local who could drive him back and forth on the same day.

Qu Lingxi had done some homework before coming here, and knew that the price offered by the proprietress was very favorable, so she didn't mean to cheat him.

The agreed time was six o'clock in the morning, and Qu Ling regretted getting up early, packed his backpack, and sat by the bar in the lobby, waiting for the driver to pick him up.

One after another, tourists came down to have breakfast.

The proprietress was too busy, so she woke up the youngest son who was still lying in bed.The youngest son rubbed his eyes sleepily, wanting to pour milk for Qu Lingxi.

Qu Lingxi said: "...eye shit."

The youngest son was indignant, "I have washed my face!"

Qu Lingxi's thought clearly still hangs in the corner of his eyes, he can see clearly.But Qu Lingxi didn't stubbornly argue with the children, she just stopped and said, "Don't pour me goat's milk, I don't like goats."

The younger son put down the glass with a "bang" and said angrily, "Can't you smell it? This is milk."

Qu Lingxi paused for two seconds and said, "Thank you."

The youngest son muttered, "No wonder Amma said you're not brother Rob, so you really aren't..." Brother Rob is not as bad as you.

Hearing the name Rob again, Qu Lingxi had a weird expression on her face.He was born the proud son of heaven, so he naturally didn't like that there was another person who looked like him in the world.But it's not a good name to say I hate it.On the contrary, it aroused his curiosity about this "Rob".

Qu Ling drank the milk in a gentle manner, and chatted actively, "Do you know this Rob?"

The youngest son had served Qu Lingxi reluctantly at first, but when he heard him mention Rob, he seemed to jump up and said triumphantly, "Of course, brother Rob is very good to me and my mother. I like it the most." Brother Rob, he also likes me the most."

Qu Lingxi thought to himself, this child is really naive.If the Rob brother he said loved him the most in the whole world, then how could he leave this kid.

Obviously this is just the kid's self-indulgence and whimsy.

"Oh." Qu Lingxi deliberately let down the fun, "What about others?"

Sure enough, after hearing the words, the boy's expression drooped, cowardly, like an emoji.

Qu Lingxi held back a triumphant smile.

The youngest son gave Qu Lingxi two pieces of shapeless cakes, "Although grandma said that brother Rob has returned home. But I think grandma lied to me. He should have become a star like papa, Then watch us from the sky."

heaven?Rob and the little boy's father passed away?

Qu Lingxi took a bite of the hard cake, but it felt like a stick in his throat.

He regretted mentioning it.

But the youngest son misunderstood his meaning: "Hahaha...you must not be used to our cakes."

Qu Lingxi insisted: "Hmm. Is it made of goji?"

The younger son said, "Yes. Actually, I don't like it either."

This is strange.

Qu Lingxi said, "Aren't you from the Liang tribe?"

"Yes." The youngest son looked at him with a face of "you are an idiot", "Then you are a seasider, so you must like seafood?"

Very reasonable.

Qu Lingxi asked curiously, "Then what do you usually eat for breakfast?"

The younger son asked back, "What do you eat?"

Qu Lingxi thought for a while that she almost skipped this step when she was living alone, and she didn’t feel ashamed to tell the truth. She recalled the Western-style breakfast that Qu’s mother made for him in high school, and said: “Sandwiches of different styles and oatmeal yogurt, occasionally Also change to whole wheat toast and black American coffee."

"Oh." The youngest son said, "Then I don't like those. I haven't eaten much. We young people only eat soybean milk fried dough sticks and steamed buns."

As he spoke, the kid brought the food in his mouth from the kitchen.

Qu Lingxi: "..."

He said, "What's your name?"

The youngest son burst into a lively smile, his big white teeth flashed blind.

"Hi, a guest from afar. My name is Yima, you can call me Xiaoyima."

The driver who picked him up was a man from Liangcheng who was as simple in appearance as in heart.I don’t know how many times he has driven back and forth on this road of more than 100 kilometers. He knows it very well. He even knows which section of the road is bumpy. It's "It's relatively stable here, you can play with your phone with confidence."

But Quling regretted that he would spend his precious time playing with his mobile phone. The scenery along the way was already too beautiful to behold.

The CDs in the car are all Liang nationality folk songs series, each song is full of enthusiasm.The wind in Liangcheng warmed up Qu Lingxi's cold heart.

Stable road section, bored.

Qu Lingxi had enough shots, and wanted to leave more space for the camera to the scenery of the snow-capped mountains, so she stopped slowly and kept making "click" and "click" sounds.

The driver smiled and said, "Did you come here by plane?"

He replied, "Well, I just got off the airport yesterday."

The driver praised: "Then you didn't suffer from altitude sickness, it seems that you have adapted well."

Qu Lingxi also finds this strange. He is not in particularly good health, even a little weak. Over the years, he has improved his fitness through jogging and swimming.

But he was still a little scared before he came. After all, there are countless tourists with altitude sickness, and there are also many frightening news.

Qu Lingxi made a lot of psychological preparations before coming here.

As a result, not to mention severe altitude sickness, he didn't even have a slight one. He was very comfortable, and he was born to come to this land.

Qu Lingxi lowered his head to look at the scenery along the way that he had just photographed. Even though the car windows were closed, the wind had already blown his long hair into a mess, and he couldn't arrange it no matter how he dialed back and forth.

He simply didn't care much about these, he was just fascinated by his beautiful shooting skills.He took out the postcards that had been hidden in the novel from his backpack and compared them several times, but he didn't feel that his skills were any worse than his expertise.

The driver turned his head and saw the postcard, and said with a smile, "Wow, it's so beautiful."

Qu Lingxi said, "Isn't it sold locally?"

"Yes." The driver looked directly at the road ahead, "Of course. We have a souvenir shop that sells postcards. The photos are still taken by professional photographers, but the ones in your hand... I haven't seen them before. been."

Qu Lingxi was very interested in the source of the postcard, and asked about the address of the souvenir shop he said. There were about four or five of them, and recorded it with a note on his mobile phone.

Qu Lingxi's eyes were deeply immersed in this magnificent and beautiful scenery when he was still far away from the snow-capped mountains.He has been to many places, but none of them shocked him as much as this mountain range.

Qu Lingxi's heart was beating wildly.

What is it like?

It was as if he had been waiting for his lover for more than ten years, looking for him, and finally at this moment, he opened his eyes.