Reborn Beggar

It was the year when he was just entering junior high school. One afternoon in that winter, it snowed like goose feathers. Many students ignored the cold outside the window and ran in the snow. Although the weather was very cold, their faces were full of energy. A smile that melts everything.

He seemed a little lonely standing in the shadow of the classroom, quietly looking at the snowflakes that were far and close to him. Those snowflakes of different shapes but very beautiful fell on the leaves of the roof, slowly turning their world Inlaid in white.

Murong has been watching this long and beautiful process. At that time, he felt that he was just like snow, white, pure white, possessing nothing, melting away and disappearing without leaving a trace.

He felt that the snow was so beautiful yet so sad, like a fallen angel, slowly drifting down, and then was dyed in many colors, or turned into water and disappeared.

On that somewhat lonely and melancholy afternoon, Murong sat in the corner of the classroom and waited for the snow to stop.

Until Ji Yan stood panting at the door of the classroom, his hair was wet, and there were some ice cubes interspersed in it. Ji Yan looked a bit embarrassed like that, but Murong could only look at him fixedly, neither thinking it was funny nor too much. deeply moved.

In the end, Ji Yan took the lonely him back home. At that time, Ji Yan's hands were very thick and warm, and Murong's little hands were wrapped in them. He was only as tall as Ji Yan at that time. On his shoulders, he could only see Ji Yan's vigorous silhouette, and there was a long string of footprints printed on the snow behind him, which were their footprints.

That is the picture that Murong often recalls, a beautiful picture.

But since then, he has never seen snow again.

Murong thought, he and Ji Yan were like those footprints left in the past, Murong sighed softly, his breath could be clearly seen in the cold sky, the trajectory seemed longer, as if to highlight his helplessness .

He suddenly missed Su Yi very much, and he took out his phone without hesitation.

It's just that the process of waiting for the connection made him hold his breath and listen, but he didn't wait for the connection, he only heard the familiar ringtone behind him, Murong was stunned for a moment and turned his head, and saw Su Yi flicking the phone to him, and the familiar ringtone was still ringing, It was his own exclusive ringtone set by himself, large flakes of snow shuttled between them, and all kinds of laughing and slapstick sounds filled their ears.

But Murong felt that at that moment he only had Su Yi in his eyes, and this scene was so familiar that Murong didn't dare to act rashly.

Su Yi put the phone in his pocket, walked over and wrapped the scarf around Murong's neck a few times, then took a few steps back to look, nodded in satisfaction and said, "Not bad."

Murong didn't know what to say, so he touched the soft and warm scarf and smiled at Su Yi.

"I heard that it will snow today, so we came here."

When Murong heard this, he went to see the skinny man, and sure enough, he and Xiaopang got bored with each other. The skinny man was also wearing a scarf, but the style was different.

Murong didn't ask Su Yi why he sold scarves by himself and bought them outside. Although it seemed like a wasteful act, it was really heartwarming.

Murong walked up to Su Yi, tiptoed lightly, and picked the snowflakes out of his hair one by one, and the tenderness revealed from the bottom of his heart at that moment made him sink into it.

"Snow is so beautiful, pure white, crystal clear and clear. When people step on it on the ground, they feel spoiled and uncomfortable. The shape of each snowflake is different. It falls from the sky and surrounds you, which makes people feel happy. It's a dreamlike feeling, I think snow shouldn't exist in this world. Such beautiful snow will melt away without leaving a trace..."

"...Each snowflake has its special meaning, just like everyone, although they eat, wear and sleep, they do things and want different things. But they did exist, and every snowflake falls The location is different, I think what they want is that belonging, and they are satisfied when they get it, at least they are happy, so there is no need to be sad."

Murong listened to Su Yi's words, and it took him a long time to realize that he had just said something indiscriminately, and Su Yi was answering him.

He didn't know whether Su Yi's explanation was correct or not. Although he felt that Su Yi's explanation was too good to be true, his gloomy mood suddenly became brighter, as if these snows were really happy, and he also enjoyed it. such happiness.

It was a wonderful feeling, the snow was falling as usual, and the cold weather was full of laughter...

Murong looked at the group of people fighting in the distance, doubts flashed in his heart for a moment, is this happiness?

Murong has the illusion of stepping into another world, which is the world he himself missed.

Murong stretched out his left hand to stay in the air, snowflakes fell on it, watching them slowly melt, his hand was numb from the cold, Murong didn't move, he didn't know what he was insisting on.

Su Yi didn't know when he stood behind him, clinging to him, stretched out his left hand and put it under Murong's, slowly passing the warmth to him.

"If you belong to them, then I will belong to you."

The fluttering words fell slowly like snowflakes and disappeared without a sound.

Murong himself wasn't sure if he was hearing hallucinations, and he was even more unsure of the meaning of these words, and he thought that if Su Yi said this, then he might not know why he said it that way!a family of scholars

Murong thought very calmly, he didn't know why he was so calm.

And Su Yi really didn't know why he said such words at that moment, the appearance of Murong reaching out to catch the snow fell in his eyes, lonely and lonely, he couldn't bear it, couldn't help but want to warm his frozen hands, couldn't help but say Such words came out.

He understands Murong's tenderness, kindness, loneliness, sensitivity, and affection...

After learning about the relationship between Fatty and Thin Man, Su Yi roughly understood the relationship between him and Murong in Xiaopang's eyes during the long time together. Looking back on the day when he met Fatty, everything was connected together.

Su Yi thought about it, does he have love for Murong?

His conclusion is the same as the previous conclusion, but he will not treat Murong badly because of the ambiguity that does not exist in the eyes of others, so he did not show it.

I hope Murong is well, protect him, protect him, support him...

It is his bottom line and persistence.It's just that he never thought that this might be a kind of love, a love that wholeheartedly does not expect anything in return.

Because they came from a suburban county, they bought two tricycles later, so they had to ride back when they had had enough fun.

The head-on cold wind blows relentlessly, the snow falls on the face and head and slowly melts away, slowly covering the body with layers of light white, the road is difficult in snowy days, usually an hour's drive today double.

Because it was too difficult and cold, I don't know who suggested singing.

Anyway, in the end, the four of them rode all the way and howled all the way. There were very few people on the highway, but there was an illusion of conquering the world.

They sang all the way, and started to roar as they sang.

The roaring singing of four people rang in my ears, and behind me were four crooked wheel tracks, which were slowly covered by falling snow.

Looking at such a scene, the yelling Murong couldn't help the corners of his eyes getting wet. If he could, he really wanted to cry, but he held back.

When I got home, it was already midnight, and the whole city was surrounded by white. It was a very beautiful world. It seemed to put some makeup on the noisy city, making it pure and elegant... You can’t bear to destroy it just looking at it. Don't be serious.

Even the window frames at home were covered with thick snow. Murong looked at it quietly for a while, then turned around and hugged Su Yi fiercely, rubbing against her, and said softly, "Brother Yi, it's really cold."

"Well, go and wash in hot water, it won't be cold when you lie under the blanket." Su Yi hugged Murong and said to him.

Murong obediently went to get his clothes to take a bath, as if the hug just now was really just for keeping warm.

Murong secretly told himself that he could no longer rely on it.

There is a devil living in everyone's heart. Murong thinks that he really has a crazy idea. Su Yi is too kind and gentle. He wants him too much. Think, he knew that would be a terrible result.

Murong felt that the idea of ​​not leaving Su Yi was no longer simply a desire to rely on him, but a terrible obsession.

He clearly warned himself to stay away, but he always approached involuntarily, such as the hug just now...