Qiuchi silent

Summary: That dog wants you to think about it forever

The third day of March happened to be Sunday, and Mu Zhe and Xie Qiuchi went to Nanshan Cemetery in S city.

A few days ago, Xie Qiuchi asked him if he wanted to visit his father together, but Mu Zhe nodded after being stunned for a short moment, so the two of them flew to City S yesterday, and they planted branches one by one at the flower shop at the foot of the mountain early this morning. Pick double eustoma, the white petals have purple borders, because they have just been shipped, the petals are white and soft, and the water droplets on them are also very fresh.

Xie Qiuchi politely refused the clerk's help, and trimmed the flower branches by himself. Mu Zhe picked out a good-looking one and handed it to him. He lowered his head seriously and handled it skillfully.

"Is this rose?" Mu Zhe spoke to him.

The clerk answered quickly: "It's eustoma, the double-petaled one looks very similar to rose."

Xie Qiuchi also raised his eyes and smiled at him, and said in a low voice, "Before my father left, he kept telling me that he wanted to see the eustoma planted in his hometown again, so he gave him this every year."

"You send eustoma, I'll give you something..." Mu Zhe looked around and picked the most regular white chrysanthemum. The clerk was very winking and matched him with lilies and calla lilies.

He also imitated Xie Qiuchi, pruning the flower branches himself, but in the end he was unskilled in wrapping the flowers and encountered difficulties, so he held it to Xie Qiuchi with a shy face.

Xie Qiuchi probably got used to it over the years, so he wrapped it up quickly. After seeing such a big bunch, he realized later: "It's a bit too much."

"The two of us squeezed together and let go."

Xie Qiuchi thought about the crowded scene, and there was a smile in his eyes for no reason. Mu Zhe reached out to wipe the water off his chin: "Let's go."

Nanshan Cemetery is not far from the crematorium, and it takes less than 10 minutes to drive there to erect a monument after cremation.

Father Xie's tombstone is very old, but it was wiped clean, and there was still a pack of cigarettes on it. Seeing the surprise in Mu Zhe's eyes, Xie Qiuchi took the initiative to explain: "She wiped it."

Mu Zhe said "Oh", his eyes were a little cold.But he didn't continue this topic, instead he pinched Xie Qiuchi's ears: "Did you wear too little, and your ears turned red from the cold?"

It was cold in the cold spring these few days, Xie Qiuchi shook Mu Zhe's hand to prove that his hand was hot, but he didn't let him go.

The two stood in front of the tomb, put down the flowers together and then knelt down together, Xie Qiuchi was a little uncomfortable: "Why are you kneeling too?"

"When you see your father-in-law, why don't you kneel?" Mu Zhe was serious.

Xie Qiuchi pursed his lips and smiled. He leaned over to straighten the two bouquets of flowers, hesitated for a while, then took down the pack of cigarettes placed on the tombstone, and finally placed them in front of the grave—this pack of cigarettes would be placed in the same place every year. The location was put on a new one, which he never touched.

"My dad always smoked it."

His voice was very low, and Mu Zhe felt a little uncomfortable hearing it. He frowned and embraced him, touched his face, then knelt upright, and said solemnly: "Father-in-law, leave Qiuchi to me, and I will always be with him very good."

"Always" or "forever" are words that cannot be verified or falsified, but Xie Qiuchi thinks it is very reliable to say it from Mu Zhe's mouth, and it is stamped with the axiom of the universe, as if this kind of happiness really has no end.

"Dad, everything is fine."

The stone ladder going up and down the mountain was very wide and long, and the cemetery under the shade of evergreen pines was quiet, and the two walked down slowly, holding hands side by side.

Halfway through, Mu Zhe turned his head, as if he was looking at someone, Xie Qiuchi followed him to look over, and saw the silhouette of Changqing Songxia at the same time he saw Mu Zhe's cold profile.

Xiao Qing was holding a bunch of plain flowers, and seeing that both of them were looking over, she stopped hiding and stood there silently.

Xie Qiuchi hadn't seen him for a long time, and Xiao Qing in his memory was a representative of nightmares, and when he spoke, he seemed to be hissing like a poisonous snake.

But then Mu Zhe shattered the nightmare for him, and Xiao Qing never appeared on campus again, and he didn't expect to meet here again.Not too far away, he could still see Xiao Qing's slumped shoulders, his beard hadn't been shaved for a long time, and haggard was written all over his body.

The three of them were silent for a while, Xiao Qing saw that they had no intention of speaking, so he bowed slightly, turned around and walked deep into the cemetery.

Mu Zhe squinted his eyes to examine Xiao Qing's back, and held Xie Qiuchi's hand tightly. He tilted his head and whispered in Xie Qiuchi's ear, "He's here to see his mother."

He said "don't be afraid" cryptically, Xie Qiuchi raised his head and smiled at him, and said bluntly, "The dog is fine."

After he finished speaking, he realized the meaning of Mu Zhe's words, and he was a little dazed: "Aunt Xiao..."

"What happened a few days ago," Mu Zhe paused, remembering that Xie Qiuchi said that he was very grateful to her, so he asked him, "Do you want to go and see?"

Xie Qiuchi thought for a few seconds, then refused: "No need, she won't want to see me. Have you... been paying attention to this matter?"

Mu Zhe was a little nervous when he asked him: "I didn't want to make you feel bad about these things, so I didn't tell you. Would you be unhappy?"

Xie Qiuchi didn't ask about Xiao Qing's disappearance, and they tacitly didn't mention it, so Mu Zhe subconsciously didn't tell Xie Qiuchi about the woman's death.He found out many things. For example, Xiao Qing's mother had suicidal tendencies at one point, and Xiao Qing's emotional instability that night was also related to this.Mu Zhe asked him to drop out of school and leave City Z in exchange for hiring the best psychiatrist from abroad. This was an unnecessary exchange condition. Mu Zhe wanted to help her, but unfortunately she still committed suicide in the end.

Xie Qiuchi was silent for a moment, then shook his head when Mu Zhe's expression could hardly be suppressed: "No, thank you."

"If you say thank you, you will be punished." Mu Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then pretended to be very serious to scare him.

"How do you want to punish the dog?" Xie Qiuchi quickly changed his name.

"You have to think slowly." Mu Zhe said.

The weather was fine today, and the orange-red sun rose quickly, making their shadows very short. When they returned to the foot of the mountain, Mu Zhe asked Xie Qiuchi to wait, and he went to the flower shop again, as if ordering troops. Pick out a rose that blooms just right from the assortment of flowers.

He carefully cut off the thorns on the branch, and trimmed it very short. He walked over and inserted it into Xie Qiuchi's jacket pocket without any explanation. There was a bright red rose on the black windbreaker. Mu Zhe bowed his head and kissed the petals in the eyes of passers-by. , facing the sun with a smile: "I have to send you one too, big red flower."

Although Xie Qiuchi's face was not as rosy, it was not far from it. He was a little nervous about such an intimate act in public. Not even reddened."

Mu Zhe couldn't stop laughing, and leaned on his shoulder, holding him tightly with one arm.

When he returned home at night, Mu Zhe didn't mention the punishment. Xie Qiuchi couldn't stand it any longer. After taking a bath, he knelt by the bed and looked at Mu Zhe eagerly, reminding him: "Master, you haven't punished the dog yet. .”

Mu Zhe hooked his neck, looked at him seriously, and sighed after watching for a while, feeling that he had raised a silly dog.

He kicked Xie Qiuchi with a bit of disgust, and rolled onto the bed. He didn't turn around until Xie Qiuchi uneasily leaned over and tried to kiss his hair, then he turned around and grabbed Xie Qiuchi.

Xie Qiuchi's center of gravity was unsteady by him, and he leaned on him with his upper body hooked, and he heard Mu Zhe say viciously: "Didn't you tell me to think slowly, don't run away before I figure it out, understand?" ?”

There was a little pain in the waist next to the bed, but Xie Qiuchi laughed, and every smile line was stained with honey. He also hugged Mu Zhe tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "That dog wants you to think about it forever."

Note: It's over.There are a lot of things I want to say, good ones, dissatisfied ones and satisfied ones, I will probably write a postscript tomorrow (I didn’t expect that there would be a day to write this stuff), and then there will be a few episodes.

Thank you for walking a long way with them.The rest of the way is for Mu Zhe and Xie Qiuchi to walk hand in hand and live a happy life outside of words.

postscript

Summary: No Central Idea, Next

To be honest, I was thinking of writing an afterword a long time before the end, it really scratched my heart, and I finally waited until this day!The following is a postscript where there is no logic in thinking about where to say!

Qiuchi is the first time I have written a long article seriously and finished it. I think it is not easy, and when I write it, I feel that I am probably a stand-alone (at most, I read it because of the fleshy article. There will be more people), I didn’t expect to have so many favorites, comments and browsing in the end, thank you (deep bow!) In fact, the original intention of writing this article was just to satisfy my own sexual addiction, so I cut my own legs (I happened to come across such a good website as waste text , if you don’t cut now, when will you wait!)

Therefore, this article has no outline, no complete character design, only he with the largest direction and about three or four plot points (it is worth mentioning that these plot points later! Use! Bias!! I am so mad!), It can be finished in this way, probably because there are still people who read it.

Not long after I started the article, a sister asked me if I would continue to write. I gave a guarantee that someone would read it and finish it. Although it took a long time, I finished it and praised myself loudly.

By the way, I would like to thank my best friend, thanks to the agreement between me and her to supervise each other, otherwise I would definitely not finish it so soon (when I don’t want to code every day, the thought of being forced to eat Amway is a shock)

Of course, I must thank you all. The little yellow light after each update is the biggest motivation for me to code, especially when I see some sisters write long comments, or like this article, this article. Wen brought me a very different experience, and I was even more surprised and flattered.

Thank you for accompanying me and my sons on such a long journey, witnessing the beginning and end of their stories.

I am very dissatisfied with this article. I am limited by the strength of my writing and my heart. Although there are occasional places that I like more, the overall presentation of the article is very general, especially the previous part. I am too embarrassed to look back. a feeling of.I stopped for a while in the middle, and when I picked it up again, I felt that the writing had changed a bit. In addition, my own style was not fixed, and every update was an instant brain storm. The development of the article was extremely unstable, without outline and details. Gang, there are a lot of awkward places again, it seems a bit blunt, and rhythm control is even more of a problem. As a person who never thinks about structure and rhythm, it is really difficult for me to write a long story. It is really hurtful to write a long story. The grasp of the overall plot can be said to be basically zero.

In order to prove that I am not being modest (how is it possible, after writing this article, I have already swollen like never before), in fact, I can say many things directly, for example, Xie Qiuchi’s mother could not have written it later to treat him Otherwise, Qiuchi would not accept her money support for many years with peace of mind.For example, in my imagination, Xie Qiuchi's roommate originally had a part in the drama, but later I followed a serial and saw a similar plot and didn't write it because I was afraid of running into trouble (I was really afraid), so their discussion at that time was very abrupt.These are all because I didn't conceive the plot well at the beginning, and it seemed a bit strange when I wrote it in a hurry at the end and then scratched my head and came back temporarily. You may not feel too obvious when you follow the serialization, but if you Go read the whole article, alas, it's horrible.

Hahahaha but who cares about him!I'm not over excited yet, so I'm happy no matter what I think hahahaha hiccup.Oh, there is also a human setting, the change of the two people was a little bit abrupt before it bothered me, I paid more attention to grasping the relationship between the two of them in the later stage, because the daily Calvin was not well thought out, but in the early stage... Hahahaha everyone just watch Have fun!I think the meat is more fragrant, which is very in line with my original positioning of "brainless pornography".I haven't even pictured a kiss scene before writing this one I would say?This may be because I have been depressed for too long, so I will be abnormal when I write a pen.

One thing to say is that you must not praise my writing skills, I am still very self-aware, and my brain is confused by the praise, what is wrong with this, I am a primary school student all day when I use words and sentences, and I use common expressions and action vocabulary It's rotten, the storm is crying, the biggest advantage of my writing is that I use almost all the punctuation marks correctly, and the sentences are not complicated and easy to understand.Similar to this is that I have read one of my articles, and it is inappropriate to call "Mrs." , people still have pen names, oh woman!don't seduce me by blowing me o_O

Regarding the next pitfall, I still plan to write about the subject of bdsm. I have thought about Gongshou’s character a little bit, and the title of the article has been chosen, but I have to think carefully about opening the pit—at least this time, there must be an outline and detailed design. I must dare to dig a hole!At that time, I will say something on Weibo, I even held a lottery on Weibo today, don't miss it when you pass by!If it looks familiar, maybe it will be black boxed by the way.

It seems to be nothing, see you tomorrow!Thanks for reading! ! !