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Sanli is still the same.The expansion of the Yanquan Mansion did not affect this place, but because the printing factory was abandoned, no one lived here, and the dark alley looked old and bleak.

Zhu Nanjiang and Wen Changling sat side by side on the stone steps, just like 20 years ago, but they are no longer teenagers, and the narrow steps are not so comfortable to sit on.

Zhu Nanjiang leaned his head gently on Wen Changling's shoulder, the cool night breeze relieved the swelling and pain on his body.

"Brother, why haven't you asked for a wife?"

Wen Changling lowered his head and glanced at him, feeling that the question was very strange: "If I ask for a wife, how can I miss you?"

"Are you thinking about me because I don't want a wife, or because you don't have a wife?"

"Are these two things related?"

"Of course there is."

"Why don't I think, don't always think about such messy questions."

How can this be considered a mess, Zhu Nanjiang thought to himself, but since his brother can't answer it, let it be, it is enough to hear him say that he loves himself.

——Brother is really a person who can't talk about love!

Zhu Nanjiang commented on Wen Changling in his heart, then moved his buttocks to lean against him, and started humming.

"What are you singing?" Wen Changling couldn't understand after listening for a long time, so he couldn't help asking him.

"I don't know either. This is often played in the dance hall. Listen to it and remember it."

"Do you often go dancing?"

"I dance very well."

Wen Changling imagined how Zhu Nanjiang danced, and felt that it should indeed be pretty, but unfortunately he has no talent in this area, so he probably doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Just thinking about something, Zhu Nanjiang suddenly changed his mind and returned to the previous topic: "Brother, would you ask for a wife without me?"

"How could it be without you?"

"I mean hypothetical."

"There is no way to assume that you already have it, and you have it very early."

"Hey, brother, just imagine..." Zhu Nanjiang didn't realize that he had been entangled in this issue for a long time, "If you didn't meet me, I didn't meet you, and we didn't know each other, you would Not fall in love with a woman and marry her?"

"Then, it should be possible."

"Oh……"

Wen Changling stretched his arms and hugged him helplessly: "I knew that if you asked this kind of question, you would keep asking it if I didn't answer it, and you would be unhappy if I answered it... This is the same as girls always like to ask about their love partner." 'Would you be with another girl without me' is a truth."

"I'm not unhappy."

"Nanjiang, sometimes I really think you are like a little girl."

"Really?" Zhu Nanjiang asked suspiciously, "But at my age, even if you become a woman, you are still half-mature."

Wen Changling couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this: "Oh, what are you thinking!"

It was very late at night, and Wen Changling stood up from the steps on his knees.

"Let's go, it's time to go back."

"Okay..." Zhu Nanjiang stood up, "I will be at the pier when the time comes, and I will deal with anything. You just need to get on the boat."

"The manager and curator are here too, you'd better not show up."

"I know, I'm watching from a distance."

Wen Changling walked down the steps and looked back to see that the other party was still standing there.

"elder brother……"

"Ok?"

"You can carry me for a while."

Zhu Nanjiang stepped down a step, his legs were a little numb from sitting for a long time.Wen Changling looked at his unsteady walk, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, also at the bottom of this step, he grabbed his sleeve and said, "Brother, take me away."

More than 20 years have passed, the world is full of flowers and people are changing, but time seems to stand still in this remote alley.The other party is still a little boy who is detested and helpless, and he regards himself as the only life-saving straw.

And he was still the boy who wanted to be an older brother.

Wen Changling turned around and squatted down, letting Zhu Nanjiang hook his neck and lie on his back.

There is no sentry post near Sanli, and few people pass by at night, but this area is adjacent to the Yanquan Mansion after all. If two people walk on the road like this, if someone from the mansion sees it, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhu Nanjiang knew this clearly, but for some reason, he wanted to take a "death" gamble.If no one found out, the two of them would go back to the gate of the house safely and part ways. If they were seen on the road, neither of them would be able to leave.

All the way without incident.

Maybe God wants to send them a quiet night, the air is cool, the moonlight is just right, everything is reassuring in memory.

Zhu Nanjiang quietly lay on Wen Changling's back, because he slipped a few times on the way, Wen Changling held his thigh with his hand and lifted it up hard.Pressing the wound with his palm made his scalp tingle with pain, but he hummed softly through the bumps, which did not arouse the other party's suspicion.

"Brother, your strength has become weaker, and you can't carry such a distance."

"Do you think you still have the weight you had when you were a child?"

"I'm not heavy, and I'm slim among people of about the same height."

"No matter how slender you are, it won't be too light..." Wen Changling spoke with great effort, "And your pants are slippery, so it's hard to catch!"

Zhu Nanjiang stopped talking, he still felt that his brother was too weak, not because he was too heavy or his pants were slippery.But it doesn't matter, my brother is a scholar, so it's normal that he doesn't have much strength.

God still favors him.Although I didn't get close to my brother today, not even on the mouth, but I was able to lie on my brother's back so securely, walking the path I walked when I was a child.

This road is a world, and there are only him and his brother in the world.My brother is carrying him, bearing his weight, his back is bent because of him, his breath is heavy for him, every step and every drop of sweat is for him.

It was a new and wonderful experience, because usually he only felt that the other person belonged to him when he had sex with someone and was fully bonded.But now, just lying on his brother's back and hearing his heavy breathing sounds, it's as if he owns him completely.

It would be great if they could never get out of this world, then they could keep walking like no one else.

Or maybe they never left this world. From his 11 years old to 34 years old, he walked for 23 years. As he walked, it became dark, and he grew up as he walked.

He used to think that the end of the road was a home, a paradise where he could rest after opening the door, but he didn't realize that the road itself was a paradise until the end, and outside this world, there was nothing outside.

That door shouldn't exist.

The road under your feet has no end.

He has nothing but this shoulder.

He never had a home either.

The author says:

I have something to do at night, so I will update it earlier