Heart fire

After retiring from the front line, the trainer changed. He often stayed up at night and got up in the morning, and he loved to stay in bed even more than a 23-year-old boy.The next night, after eating and watching the show, it was almost eleven o'clock, and I suddenly felt the urge to go downstairs for a walk and eat McDonald's ice cream.Zhou Tong made up his mind to strictly perform the duties of a guardian, so after a walk, he took him to the McDonald's closest to the community, asked him to wait at the door, went in and bought a cone, and sat opposite him for him to Watch yourself eat.

"The doctor said, you can't eat too stimulating food now."

Xi Yang dragged the chair and moved to Zhou Tong's side, looked at him for a while, and said, "I'll taste it."

Zhou Tong took a bite of ice cream, tilted his head and kissed him.

"I'm so pitiful, I'm crippled like Xiao Bian, and I can't eat delicious food yet." Xi Yang pouted, staring intently at the cone in Zhou Tong's hand. "Xiao Bian should be happier than me. Hey, this place is going to melt. Quickly lick it and give me another bite."

Zhou Tong ate a little more this time, and after kissing him, he said, "Don't talk nonsense, you won't be lame."

"I can't go back without lameness."

"You will always be everyone's instructor." Zhou Tong took out his mobile phone and played the video of everyone in the secret service shouting to Xi Yang on the playground again. "And will always be my instructor."

I can't eat ice cream, but it doesn't matter if you eat a little bit of the crispy skin of the cone, right?Zhou Tong's heart softened, so Xi Yang took a bite, and said to him: "I think being a tactical instructor is more suitable for you. The concept of intervention teams should go deep into the grassroots team as soon as possible. Teach everyone to save themselves and save the lives of comrades. It's also your goal all along, the purpose of writing the book, right?"

Xi Yang pursed his lips, and got another vanilla-flavored kiss.

"Team Zhou said so much, in fact, he didn't want me to go to the front line again, for fear that I would die."

Zhou Tong ate all the ice cream in one go, and looked at the eager Xi Yang with satisfaction: "That's right."

"Then why did you leave the life jacket to Du Wei, push him out first, and then take me to jump?"

"..."

"Wen Yue told me everything."

"..." Traitor, Zhou Tong secretly slandered, you deserve it for not being able to coax your boyfriend.

Xi Yang’s waist became a little sore after sitting for a long time, so Zhou Tong took him by the hand and led him past the closed Starbucks, the still open sugar shop, the grand festive decorations in front of the shopping mall, and the roadside snacks that were burning with charcoal fire. The stall, together with the students who carry schoolbags and refuse to go home, the salesperson who has been running around all day without signing a few orders, the young girl who clings to a tree and cries and vomits, and the homeless man who sleeps under the awning of a pharmacy wrapped in paper. As soon as he passed by, he walked slowly in the direction of home.

"Zhou Tong." Xi Yang shook Zhou Tong's arm. "In the future, let's not think about anything, don't worry, and live well while we are alive."

"Ah."

"Do you think we will quarrel in the future?"

Walking and sitting can't be too long, so Zhou Tong and Xi Yang rested on the bench by the roadside for a while.

"Yes, there is no way we don't quarrel, but the chance of us having irreconcilable conflicts is very small, because I love you, love can tolerate and solve illogical problems that science can't solve, if not, it means not loving enough. However, you Can you stop running away from home like Team Tu?"

Xi Yang raised his head, looked at the only two stars facing each other in the sky with Zhou Tong, thought for a while and said, "No, I can only promise not to go too far."

"How far is that?"

"Go to McDonald's."

Zhou Tong also thought about it, and made a compromise of love: "Okay then, wait for me there after you get angry."

"Then you must come, otherwise I will eat a lot of cones by myself."

"must."

Whether separated by light years or the distance between life and death.

Will definitely find you.

...

The non-commissioned officer did not have family leave in his first year of service. Zhou Tong took Xi Yang back to Jiangzhou on a weekend, took the ashes from the funeral home, and burned the suicide note in front of Zhou Yi's tombstone.

Later, it was Huo Ci who told them that Tao Weinan finally died of septic shock and multiple organ failure after experiencing severe infection and internal organ complications for quite a long time, and his death was extremely painful.After Xi Yang heard it, he just said calmly that he deserves what he deserves, and he hasn't said a word since then, and he hasn't told Zhou Tong what he did back then.

It doesn't matter anymore, Xi Yang finally understands that the reason for him to regain the courage to face Zhou Yi and the past calmly is not Tao Weinan at all, not the truth that finally came to light, but Zhou Tong.

That's fine, it's enough.

It was a bit of a rush to go back and forth in two days. The air conditioner on the high-speed train was fully turned on. Zhou Tong asked the flight attendant to bring a shawl and put it on Xi Yang's lap, letting him rest on his shoulder for a while to catch up on sleep.

Xi Yang couldn't sleep, so he asked Zhou Tong with lozenges in his mouth, "Have you donated all the money?"

He was referring to Zhou Jian and Zhou Yi's pension.After the yacht incident passed, Yu Di took the lead to set up a public welfare fund with Wen Jinbao. All the investment and donations were used to support public welfare fire prevention publicity activities free of charge, providing firefighters and their families who were injured or sacrificed during the mission. Treatment and aftermath, as well as the establishment of intervention rescue training programs, etc.

As soon as the resources were consolidated, Mother Wen took this opportunity to create a WeChat group. The group name seemed to be called "Alliance". In addition to her and Wen Jinbao, the members included real estate tycoon Yu Haibin and his wife, Director Huo and his wife of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and The mothers of the former provincial special service captain and former trainer, and it is said that the reserve member Grandma Tu has also loosened her attitude recently, mainly because she is very interested in the weekly offline gathering.

Zhou Tong nodded, and Xi Yang said, "Ah, my boyfriend has become a pauper. What will we eat tomorrow?"

"Do you want to go back to the team with me?" Knowing that Xi Yang did it on purpose, and all his monthly salary was with him, Zhou Tong sighed heavily, with a frustrated expression on his face: "What should I do?" , Brother now dislikes me as a poor boy."

"That's right." Speaking of money, Zhou Tong suddenly remembered something. "What should we give Yu Di when he gets married?"

Xi Yang curled his mouth: "It's too bad, my brother wants to support you and buy gifts for your ex-girlfriend. It's too miserable."

Zhou Tong couldn't laugh or cry: "Isn't it... you saved her? We have already deleted each other's contact information, and Wen Yue told me that she postponed the wedding ceremony in order to thank you and wanted to wait for you Well, please join me."

Xi Yang left Zhou Tong's shoulder and leaned his head against the car window.

"I don't want to go, I'm super stingy."

Zhou Tong came over to snatch his mobile phone: "Really? Let me see, whose mobile phone still has the WeChat of the boyfriend's ex-girlfriend?"

"No, don't look at my phone."

"Why! You can see mine!"

"No reason, I have the final say."

"Quickly delete her!"

"No! Give it back to me!"

"What is this?" Zhou Tong turned his back to Xi Yang, leaned half of his body into the aisle, and clicked on the invitation link sent half an hour ago by the person whose name was Shimu. "National Ballet Troupe Celebration Performance...Fairytale Ballet...Meet the North Theater during the Mid-Autumn Festival...Cinderella on the toes..."

"It's Mid-Autumn Festival again, don't you want to go see it?" Zhou Tong looked back at Xi Yang. "Why didn't you reply to the teacher's mother?"

Xi Yang put one hand on his left knee, which was studded with steel nails, and said with drooping eyelashes, "Don't go, I've seen this play many times."

Zhou Tong flipped through the calendar, and replied in WeChat on his own initiative: Thank you, Mrs. Ma, and see you on Mid-Autumn Festival.

"Go, it's Friday, and I may not be able to accompany you. When it's over, I'll take you to eat the three delicacies stewed with golden soup and fish maw that you've always wanted, okay?"

Xi Yang was a little moved: "Aren't we already too poor to get rid of the pot?"

Zhou Tong returned the phone to Xi Yang and forced him to lean back on him.

"That's right, I almost forgot, then go home and I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."

"No, I want to eat three delicacies simmered in golden soup and fish maw."

"Then hurry up and call brother."

"elder brother."

"..." Good boy, who can resist this. "Wait, let's call when we get home."

"Brother, I want to eat, brother feed me. Brother, brother, brother, brother Tongtong."

"..."

It was past ten o'clock when the preparations for the Mid-Autumn Festival ended. Zhou Tong drove to the theater without changing his clothes. Unfortunately, it was still too late. The staff at the entrance told him that the audience had already left and only the actors and the crew were left inside. They apologized Said that the theater has regulations, and it is not convenient to let him in to find someone now.

Xi Yang didn't answer the phone, Zhou Tong was walking outside while making a phone call, intending to look for it in the square, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the lady Xi Yang's wife who met when he watched "Swan Lake" in the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, with two A theater manager in charge of performances sat in the water bar chatting.

The teacher's wife also saw Zhou Tong, recognized him and waved to him: "If I remember correctly, he is Yang Yang's friend, right? We meet again."

Knowing that Zhou Tong came to pick up Xi Yang, the teacher's wife told him that Xi Yang was sitting next to her when watching the performance, and went backstage with her to visit her former teachers and classmates after the curtain ended. Let Zhou Tong wait for her for a few minutes, and take him in to find him after talking about things.

Half of the lights in the theater were turned on, and the classical music that lasted for two and a half hours had been replaced by pop songs brought by the actors to relax.Several cleaning staff were cleaning and checking the remaining items on the seats one by one. Zhou Tong and his wife pushed the door open one by one. Before they could get used to the reddish light inside, they saw the stage with the curtain open It was supposed to be running around, but the field staff and workers carrying the props were all gone, only a light and slender white figure, dancing in the blurred rhythm and indistinguishable singing, alone but fascinated, freed from gravity However, it seems that he is reluctant to let go of it. Under the spotlight, he twirls and takes off. Every movement at the beginning is small but professional and graceful. The bare instep is pressed to the lowest level, and it forms a straight line with the straight and sunken kneecap. , raise your head and stand upright, straight but not stiff, gradually, the open arms are like a pair of wings about to rise into the sky, and then fall lightly in a blink of an eye, just like falling into the deep sea that day, but without a splash of water , accompanied by the strength of the music, sometimes it is fierce like a struggle, sometimes it is quiet and soft like drowning, it falls again and again with a perfect arc and recovers again and again, just like everything in the universe goes round and round, vigorously exploring time, space and Energy, freedom, free and easy, willful, unrestrained, breathing is full of passionate emotions, expressing self, impulse and instinct with full tension, beautiful without costumes, it is the most moving intuition in the subconscious, and it is also a dream. It is an illusion, and it is the beauty of the poet's works.

"I'll live indeeper, deeper for you"

"You're all Ineed to breathe"

Zhou Tong was stunned. He had fantasized about Xi Yang dancing more than once, but it was all based on the images he had seen in planes or videos. A year ago when he was playing the dance machine, he only felt that his figure and rhythm were very good. Well, it was just a bit of an accident, but now, a performance that was not even well-arranged so strongly stirred his heart, making him feel so shocked that he couldn't even breathe, his whole heart was overwhelmed by that figure Holding tightly and infecting with every move, the blood in the whole body under the calm surface is constantly coagulating, and is constantly being ignited, boiling and rolling, like hot magma that is about to move, it will burst out in the next moment, with blazing flames desperate ran towards him.

"All Ineedis you!"

The people on the stage leaned over and knelt, pointing at Zhou Tong with outstretched hands, wanting him, calling him, catching him emptily.

"It can never pull me away"

He jumped into the water, he was falling, deeper and deeper, waiting to be rescued.

"All Ineedis you!"

He smiled, twirled, and clasped his hands, the whole world was suddenly in turmoil, but he stood still, he was drunk and soaked, he ran barefoot, broke through the fog, his smell was mixed in the wind, he listened to the wind He cries, he bleeds, he shouts, and he still has to stand up.

He wants to dream and never wake up.

"Time is standing still"

"You're the treasure"

Sound, shadow, memory, huge stage, bright light, like the intersection of time and space, all blend together indulgently.

"Yang Yang..."

Shocked, Zhou Tong turned his head in disbelief as if waking up from a dream, and vaguely saw the pair of eyes beside him that were as late as dusk, and the eyes that flowed like the sunset glow alternately, and the deep tears seemed to be there.

Or maybe it was his own.

The teacher's wife murmured: "He dances a modern dance that is completely opposite to classical ballet. It is a form of impromptu expression. Is this saying goodbye... Are you saying that he can no longer dance... this Child, I have always known that there is no such word as conformity in his bones."

He is saying goodbye to the stage.Zhou Tong's heart was about to break, and he immediately walked forward with big strides, but saw that Xi Yang's injured leg seemed to be unstable, and when he turned around next time, he suddenly couldn't support it, like a ribbon, like a feather, like a shooting star Floating erratically, falling into the vast and boundless loneliness in an instant.

"Be careful"

Xi Yang danced too much, he thought he had long forgotten this feeling of being lighter than the wind and freer, and he didn't remember that he was so indulgent when he had no weight, no shackles, and no armor poured by fire. I have sprinkled it, loved it, and obsessed over it. I don’t remember the temperature of the light, the enthusiasm of the applause, or the pain of every inch of muscle being torn, and the tough beauty and joy that were born from it, until I was half-pushed and half-accepted. The classmates flocked to the stage and clamored for him to come for a while, only then did he realize that everything had never left, nor would it disappear. When he got closer, it would instantly return to his body, filling his brain, awakening his limbs, Let him be driven, confide, and released involuntarily, let him start here and end here, and let him be intoxicated heartily.

Unable to stop, like the conceited and squeamish Karen in a fairy tale, stepping on those red dancing shoes day and night, jumping tirelessly until the end of his life, but the executioner finally cut off his feet, Let him see the bloody past that he still exists. He lost his center of gravity and fell in front of his pride. Relying on his own strength, he slowly stood up.

His hair was disheveled, his shirt was wrinkled, and there were horrific scars hidden in the soft, hanging trouser legs.He was shaking with pain, and wanted to cry with fear. Sure enough, he couldn't do it. He thought, dance, armor, everything lost, what to do, step off the stage at this moment, where to go, where to return.

"baby."

Amidst the music that hadn't stopped, he seemed to hear someone calling him.

"One day you'll understand"

"There's always turbulence"

He turned and looked down, as if on the edge of a cliff of despair.

But under the cliff, there is such a pair of bright and affectionate eyes, as sincere and warm as they first met.

"Baby." Zhou Tong stretched out his arms and was ready to welcome him. His military uniform was full of orange-red light, like a fire burning fiercely on the calm sea. "I'm coming, baby, come down, jump down, don't be afraid."

"Come back to me."

"Maybe that's the way that I like it"

"Give me every high even if burns"

The wings may have been broken, but the wind brought by them when they were opened still roared, and still set off thrilling waves.

From now on, there is no abyss under his feet, and the flames can no longer burn him. His home is behind him. Close your eyes, be brave and firm, take another step back, and fall into the embrace that is gentler than the universe. He touched those scars and told him that I was hurt and healed, past, present, future, here, in another time and space, never missing, always in eternal love with everything.

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