White dove

The Lion Bridge is very close to Xuanwu Lake, less than 10 minutes by car, but Tongtong passed the main gate and refused to enter. He went around and parked the car near Jiming Temple, and then walked slowly along the city wall to the lake.

While walking, Tong Tong pointed to the yellow walls of Jiming Temple and the layered roofs of the temples, and explained the historical knowledge of the scenic spots like a real tour guide.

"This Jiming Temple, also known as the Ancient Jiming Temple in the past, has a history of more than 700 years. It is one of the oldest temples in Nanjing. It used to be a royal temple. As far as that poem is concerned, there are 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties. This is one of them. It is said that the temple is still the chief, is it a good one or not? In fact, from the Western Jin Dynasty to the Song Dynasty, it changed N names all the way, and it was not until Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang came to power that it was named Jiming Temple..."

Biancheng smiled and listened all the way, and would interrupt him later: "Do you think the monks or nuns live here?"

Tong Tong felt puzzled: "Of course it's a monk. A nun's place is called a nunnery, and the place where the monks live is called a temple."

Biancheng laughed loudly, and dragged him towards the temple: "Take a good look, is it the master or the abbot inside?"

Just as he was talking, several masters walked down the steps, Tong Tong was dumbfounded, it turned out to be the master? ! !Is the world crazy?

rough!I made a big joke!

He stared at Biancheng: "How do you know?!"

Bian Cheng was still laughing: "I accidentally saw it on the Internet, and I was also surprised at the time, but...you didn't know about it, which shocked me."

Tong Tong stomped her feet in her heart, shit, so much information was searched for nothing!

He laughed along with himself, the joke was so loud, he pretended to be a snake, but the first sentence revealed his true colors.

Bian Cheng asked him suddenly: "You don't come back first, do you?"

how come!Tong Tong just wanted to go back, but when he saw the bright eyes of the border city, he was instantly discouraged. Forget it, this person is too smart, so he surrendered: "Yes... I usually... don't go shopping, play or something, this kind of thing I didn’t even think about coming to the scenic spot.”

"That's just right, you haven't been here, and I haven't been here, so let's take it as a trip." The border town turned against tourists, and pulled him to continue walking along the city wall.

Why?what happened?Tong Tong actually didn't think it was a bad feeling. Since he gave up the initiative and followed the border town, he immediately returned to the familiar rhythm, and he felt comfortable.

Passing through the hole in the city wall of the Ming Dynasty, there is a large open water area in front of it, sparkling in the sun, it is really clear and clear.

Biancheng looked at the lake, then at the avenues on both sides, then turned to Tongtong and asked, "Do you want to row a boat or ride a bicycle?"

Today is not the weekend, there are not many boats on the lake, the breeze is blowing, and the water is calm, Tong Tong said: "Row the boat? Let's row a little farther, and then float, let it go wherever it goes."

"Row."

The two went to the cruise ship rental office and rented an orange double boat. They didn't even hesitate when they asked for a motor-powered boat or a man-made boat, and they chose the man-made boat with one voice.

"The motor is too noisy." Tong Tong said.

"I can be an artificial motor." Bian Cheng said.

Tong Tong smiled and peeked over. He has been exercising in the border city, and his figure is a little thinner than before, but the outline is still the same. He suddenly wants to put his hand over like before to see if the abdominal muscles he has been thinking about are still there.

When Biancheng was paying, Tong Tong ran to the side and bought a bag of snacks and drinks. The artificial boat was the kind of pedal, and it didn’t take much effort to pedal. It drifted to the center of the lake after a while. Tong Tong pointed to Bian Cheng, On one side is the Nanjing high-speed railway station, and on the other is the high-rise buildings of the Gulou CBD. He said: "My favorite places in Nanjing are almost all in the Gulou."

"Why?" Bian Cheng asked.

"We can only see these tall buildings now, but the interesting places in the Drum Tower are hidden in the alleys, and they are all inconspicuous little places."

"Will you take me shopping then? I want to see your favorite places."

"Okay!"

When they reached the center of the lake, the two let go of the oars they were stepping on, Bian Cheng changed seats and sat aside Tong Tong, and the two of them put their feet on the side of their respective boats, leaning their heads and shoulders together, posing in an old man paralyzed pose. .

There were iced drinks and snacks on the small table. The lake was windy and the sun was so sunny that it was neither hot nor dry. Tong Tong felt that she hadn't been as relaxed as she is now for a long time.

"Nanjing is pretty good." Bian Cheng said suddenly.

"Hey, you've only been here for a while, and you feel good?" Tong Tong opened a can of Coke and handed it to Biancheng.

"Isn't it intuition whether you like it or not." Bian Cheng took it and took a sip.

"If you like it, stay a few more days." Tong Tong blurted out without thinking, and was slightly taken aback after speaking.

Biancheng was very natural: "Okay."

The boat drifted swayingly, and there was a large lotus field on the far shore of the lake. The boat drifted past without knowing it. It was already early September, the season of lotus blooming had passed, and there were only bare lotus pods that were about to wither, but the lotus leaves were still lush.

The boat was spinning around the lotus field, and the unique fragrance of the lotus leaves, which had been exposed to the sun, came to the face. Tongtong suddenly became playful, and leaned out from the boat to see that there were no administrators around, and stretched out his hand to fold two pieces. He turned around and covered one of the lotus leaves on the border city.

"Why?" Bian Cheng couldn't dodge in time, and his head was buckled.

Tong Tong put another piece on her head: "Come on, let's take a group photo."

"Hey, this is too messed up..." Bian Cheng felt so stupid and covered his face.

"Come on, come on." Tong Tong opened Biancheng's hand, took out the camera and turned it into a selfie: "The administrator will see that there will be a fine, right now, hurry up."

The two human heads under the lotus leaves looked like two animals, Biancheng stiffly compared "Yeah", but Tong Tong laughed until his eyes disappeared, and the big head shot covered the entire screen.

"Tu chu chu..." As soon as he pressed a card, the approaching sound of a patrol boat sounded behind him.

"Here we come, let's go." The two held back their smiles and tore off each other's lotus leaves and stuffed them under the seats. Bian Cheng sat back on each other, and together they paddled desperately and rowed in opposite directions.

The patrol boat was chasing after it, and shouted with a loudspeaker: "Tourists in front, cruise ships are not allowed to approach the lotus field, do you understand?"

"Got it, got it!" Tong Tong probed out and apologized loudly: "I'm sorry!"

The patrol boat chased for a short distance, then turned around and left. Tong Tong was already sweating and collapsed on his seat.

The two slowly pedaled back to the shore, and when they landed, Tong Tong took a few steps: "I'm going, but my legs are a little sore, are you sore?"

Biancheng jumped on the spot twice: "I don't feel it, you can't do it, obviously lack of exercise, sore after a few times."

Tong Tong made amends: "I was chased by the patrol boat just now, and I kicked hard a few times."

Biancheng looked at him: "Can I still walk? How about I carry it?"

ah!Tong Tong looked around guiltily, and then looked at the border town. This man's face was very serious, he didn't seem to be joking, he waved his hand: "The public... people think I'm disabled."

"I'll drive for a while, you take a break."

"Row."

Tong Tong pointed to the road and took Biancheng to the Pioneer Bookstore. The iconic big black cross read "The Stranger on the Earth". Three words."

"What is a stranger?" Bian Cheng asked.

"I think...the people who are wandering outside are those whose hometown has become a foreign land in the end." Tong Tong thought for a while.

"Are you?"

Tong Tong was silent for a while, then nodded: "Sometimes I think I am."

"Why sometimes?" Bian Cheng asked again.

"In those years, that is, the years when I didn't return to Yijiang, I thought I was."

"What about now?" Bian Cheng looked into Tong Tong's eyes.

"I don't know, it seems to be, and it seems not to be." Tong Tong confessed: "I can't tell."

"I've stayed in Nanjing for a long time, and it's not without feelings. Sometimes I feel that both sides are hometowns." He thought for a while and said.

The bookstore in the basement is very cool, along the gentle slope, a small symposium is being held in the rest area in the middle of the bookstore, talking about Oscar-winning documentaries over the years.

Tong Tong and Bian Cheng stood behind the crowd, and after listening for a while, Bian Cheng touched his arm: "Your major."

Tong Tong said softly, "Shh - I'm just a newcomer."

The speaker looked like a professor or scholar. He talked about "The Lace King", "Woodstock", and "Looking for the Sugar Man", which aroused huge media public opinion. He said: "Malik Ben When De Jean Lauer made this film, the budget was very tight. The second half of the film was basically shot with a mobile phone, but it did not affect it as a great work. This shows what, for a documentary, ideas and The importance of meaning is far greater than the way of expression. I recently found a series of documentary short films that do a good job in this regard. The domestic one is called "The Singer". You can search it on the video platform. It is said that the team's funding It is also stretched, the film crew only has five or six people, but the quality of the film produced is very high."

Hearing the name of "Singer" suddenly, Tong Tong froze for a moment, but Bian Cheng clenched his arm, obviously more excited than him.

A classmate raised his hand at the bottom: "Teacher, I have seen the film you mentioned, and I only found out recently that I finished 12 episodes in one go. I am really touched. The filming is very simple, but it is very touching."

Another classmate said: "The director of this film is Shen Chen, who has won an international award. He is either playing with technology, or he is very distracted. The same is true for the film that won the award before. It took ten years to make, and it made me cry. .”

The lecturer in the middle nodded again and again: "I agree with everyone's point of view. To make social and humanities documentaries, you must get rid of those fancy things. You must have this awareness. You need to understand technology and expression techniques, but after you understand it, you must discard them. Let it go, you have to be careful, for documentaries, sincerity is more important than anything else."

……

The lecture was still going on, Tong Tong picked some books with Biancheng, paid the bill and went out, accidentally bumped into her work being mentioned as a positive example by professionals, Tong Tong was really happy from the bottom of her heart.

Not far from the Pioneer Bookstore is the Wutai Mountain studio. Tong Tong asked, "Would you like to sit there for a while? But most of the people are in Shanghai these days, so I don't know if there is anyone in the studio."

"Is it your partner's studio?" Bian Cheng Yaoyao looked in the direction Tongtong pointed and asked.

"Yes."

"Don't go." Bian Cheng said directly, but didn't say why.

Tong Tong didn't ask, he looked at the time, and it was evening: "Then let's go eat, how about going to the Confucius Temple, my plan is to take you to the night market, and to eat in the typhoon shelter or treasure boat at night, which are all in the Jiangnan area." taste."

Biancheng hesitated for a moment: "No, Xiaotong, let's go home directly? I want to stay at your house for a while."

"Row."

On the way back, he was still driving in Border Town. He turned on the navigation and asked Tong Tong to rest beside him.

He opened a paragraph and said: "Xiao Tong, it's not that I don't want to go to the place you arranged, but I'm not here for travel, just to see you, to see the places you lived, the places you often go, and those scenic spots. What, let's go later, okay?"

Tong Tong nodded: "I seldom go to those places, just because it's your first time here, so I can't lock you up at home..."

"I'd rather you lock me up at home." Bian Cheng answered quickly.

Tong Tong couldn't help shutting his mouth and blushing when he thought of the "vulgar" words that Bian Cheng whispered in his ear at the big card stall at noon.

Back at Shuiximen, Biancheng went to the Suguo Convenience Store at the entrance to buy cigarettes. A night market just opened at the entrance of the community. Tables, chairs and benches were lined up along the roadside. Biancheng glanced around and suggested to Tong Tong: "This store looks good. , shall we order a few dishes and take them home to eat on the terrace?"

"Okay, that's a good idea." She was always alone, but Tong Tong didn't have such romantic thoughts.

When I got home, it was very dark, and the lights were just coming on, and the sky was blue, dyed with a layer of deep pink.

Biancheng put the packaged meals on the small round table, Tong Tong took out two cans of beer from the refrigerator, and the two sat down facing each other, "Crack!" They opened the cans together, white foam gushed out, and the person he liked laughed a little silly.

The night wind swept over, and Tong Tong's neck-length hair flew up with the wind. The person sitting opposite looked at him and felt that everything was so beautiful.

As the night darkened, there was a pile of beer cans at the feet of the two of them. Tong Tong got up to pack his things, and Bian Cheng held him down: "Let me do it."

In the past... Tong Tong remembered that he was the one who came in the early years.

Bian Cheng finished packing, stepped into the kitchen to wash his hands, Tong Tong followed, hugged Bian Cheng from behind, leaned his face against his back, and said in a slightly drunken voice, "Bian Cheng, how about staying here at night?"

There was a sound of water rushing in the sink, Bian Cheng held the edge with his wet hands, he turned off the faucet, and said softly, "Okay."

He turned around and leaned against the sink, Tong Tong still hugged him, looked up dimly, Bian Cheng said: "Little Tong, do you remember what day it is today?"

"Today... what day?" He was a little confused.

"Today, six years ago, I saw you for the first time." Bian Cheng's finger slid across Tong Tong's chin: "At that time, you were like a little beast, and I almost couldn't hug you when I hugged you like now." live."

Tong Tong remembered, that night that he will never forget in his life turned out to be today.

so fast.

He stood on tiptoe and kissed the man's slightly upturned upper lip: "But you hugged me." He kissed once, and then again: "You hug me so tightly, I can't run away at all."

"Happy birthday." Bian Cheng kissed him back, shallow but deepened every inch.

A kiss is like sparks starting a prairie fire, this kiss is like the touch of water, but it is like a kiss that burns them completely, Bian Cheng kissed him, nothing was enough, he held Tongtong's waist, and wanted to rub him into his body, into his flesh and blood .

The smell of the border town... Tong Tong closed his eyes, and the tide-like breath enveloped him. It was really a long time ago, so long that he thought he had forgotten it, but no, never, he longed for this smell, every day day and night.

Now right in front of my eyes, all the pent-up heat has erupted... Tong Tong put his arms around him tightly and asked softly, "Do you miss me? Border Town."

"Think." Biancheng's voice became hoarse, and he could no longer restrain himself. Ever since he saw Tong Tong again at the airport in Wuhan on that snowy night, he had been restraining all the time. He was afraid that the person he had found so hard would run away again. , He just didn't do anything, God knows how much will it took.

At this moment the whole line collapsed.

"Think about it." Bian Cheng said it again: "Think about it so badly."

Tong Tong's eyes were long red: "Then, let me die."