salt by salt

The next day, I went up the mountain with Song Cheng and saw the flowering tree in his mouth.

The tree is not tall, has no leaves, and is full of crystal clear white flowers, which smell sweet.The color of the flowers is very light, and they are closely clustered together. From a distance, they look like a bunch of clean crystals.

It was so beautiful that I looked up at it for a long time, almost ecstatic.For a moment, I felt like I was really dreaming.

It seems to be back when I was a child, the camellias in Xu's garden bloomed extremely gorgeously.After school, I squatted in front of the tree and watched obsessively until it was dark and I didn't remember to eat dinner.

The longing for beautiful things, like a curse, is etched in my bones.

Song Cheng put his arm around my shoulder and asked, "Is it worth watching?"

He made some marks on the road yesterday, but the location here is remote and it is really hard to find.And because my legs and feet are inconvenient, some difficult and steep slopes had to be detoured. In the end, the two of us were equivalent to walking blindly in the mountains.

To be honest, I have a lot of psychological shadows on mountain roads.Although the weather forecast said the weather would be fine this week, and it was morning when I went out, I took out my phone from time to time to see if there was any signal, in case it rained suddenly and I couldn’t find anyone to ask for help.

Halfway through I proposed to give up, thinking that it was just a tree, even if it was made of pure gold, I would not want to walk under the sun for two hours.Song Cheng was stubborn once in a while, insisting on finding it.

Standing under the tree now, I said, "It's worth it."

He smiled: "The first time I saw this tree, I thought, I must bring you here."

Under the shade of the tree, there is a relatively flat place, the weeds and stones have been cleared, which is obviously the result of Song Cheng's labor yesterday.He took out a picnic cloth from his bag, laid it out carefully, and said to me, "Toshihiko, sit here."

After I sat down, he took out water and a lunch box, which contained a few pieces of snacks.Because he was messing around when he was climbing the mountain, and his hands were not clean, Song Cheng even handed over a portable cutlery box with spoons and chopsticks.

I was stunned and said: "Are you a snail girl? When did you pack these up? Why didn't I see it?"

"I made a little more last night. It doesn't take much time to put it up. It will last for a long time." He said, "It's all sweet. I'm afraid your blood sugar will be low. Take a few bites and make it up. You will have the strength to go down the mountain later."

The shadows of the flowers overlapped, and the fragrance splashed everywhere. I took the chopsticks wordlessly, took a piece of water chestnut cake and chewed it in my mouth.

Song Cheng put a handkerchief on the bottom of the box: "Eat slowly, the bottom layer is honey bean glutinous rice cake, and the bottom is mung bean cake. Last time you said it was too sweet, this time I will put less Half of the sugar should suit your taste."

This kind of carefulness is hard to pick out the second one in the whole world.

I swallowed a mouthful of pastry, and suddenly asked: "Cheng Heyun said, you used to be indifferent to people, why did you change so much?"

The moment the words faded away, a small white flower fluttered and just landed on Song Cheng's shoulder.I reached out to wipe it away for him, and Cheng Heyun's name was like this flower, leaving no waves in my heart.

Once I learned that I was loved and loved by Song Cheng only because of a pair of eyebrows and eyes similar to his.Everything I think is self-indulgent. I thought that my miserable life has fallen to the bottom, but I didn't expect that there is a crueler hell in the depths. It is really worse than death.

The pain at that time should be unforgettable, but now I feel it is extremely funny.

Song Cheng froze in place, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.I didn't intend to embarrass him, so I smiled and explained: "You are not born to know how to take care of others, so I am curious about the reason for the change! There is no other meaning."

It's okay not to say it, but it seems like a cover-up.Song Cheng was still silent, I pursed my lips, and simply stopped talking, stretched my chopsticks to the sweet and refreshing mung bean cake, and concentrated on tasting it.

After a long while, he said softly: "There is no special reason. At that time, I just came here. I had no reputation, no contacts, and I hadn't studied acting seriously. I couldn't get an audition opportunity. I could only be an extra. The crew is full of talents , I am young and energetic, I don't like to talk to people, and I have suffered a lot of dark losses."

I put down my chopsticks and listened carefully, and he continued: "Even if someone thought I was good at first and wanted to give me a chance, they couldn't help others. There are so many young actors who want to be famous, and I'm not the only one behind. Gradually, they all disappeared. News. Once filming a Republic of China drama, in the morning I helped the second male lead in a fight scene, and when I fell, I didn’t hit the mat, and I was so dizzy that I came a step late when I was handing out lunch boxes.”

I still remember that when he was acting as a martial artist for others, the person acting in the opposite role missed his punch and hit him hard on the corner of the mouth.The bruise has not dissipated for a long time, and I am so distressed that I don't know what to do.

Song Cheng lowered his eyes and smiled slightly: "I just ran into that actor's assistant. I was not feeling well, so I didn't take the initiative to start a conversation. But he said, I haven't made a name for myself yet, and I'm putting on a bad face for anyone to see, and I don't want to let you down. It's like who forced you to come... I finally understand that in the eyes of others, I am no longer the young master who needs to be held back. Since I choose to be an actor, I should manage it well and be full of resentment every day. It is of no use to oneself."

I asked, "Isn't it hard for you to forcibly change your nature?"

He replied: "Jun Yan, I was not yet 20 years old at that time, so I didn't have any 'nature' at all. I learned a lot from being in trouble, and when I grow up, of course I will learn to keep my eyes open and speak slowly, and be tactful in dealing with people."

I paused, remembering that when I was 20 years old, I was still studying in an ivory tower, and all I was worried about was my future in love.

"Besides, who doesn't like an optimistic and cheerful personality when you reach out and don't hit a smiling face? It's better to have a friend than a lot of enemies, and it's also a way out for yourself. As for taking care of it-I didn't deliberately try to please you in front of you, But it’s really no big deal.”

The wind blew Song Cheng's forehead, and he said helplessly: "I may have thought of some details, but you didn't think of them, so I will help you to save trouble. For example, water and snacks, I planned them when I came here yesterday. I want to sit here with you for a while, so I prepared things today, and it’s not really a matter of taking care of people.”

I said, "You treat me much better than I treat you."

He said softly: "We are not a cooperative business. If we discuss everything clearly and care about who pays more, then we can't make it through? Junyan, is it possible that one day I forget to bring an umbrella when I go out, and you deliberately don't give me an umbrella? "

I shook my head.

Indeed, as long as Song Cheng's excessive desire for control is not involved, we can be said to be very compatible in our daily life, and we have hardly quarreled.I don't like to compete with others by nature, and he will often take the initiative to give in. Even if there are some bumps and differences in opinions, he can quickly reach an agreement.

Unlike Yang Chen and I, no matter what we are discussing, we often deviate from the topic in the middle of the discussion, and quarrel with each other. In the end, both of us are very angry.

I took another look at Song Cheng beside me.He unscrewed the water and handed it to me: "Are you thirsty? Have some water?"

In the past, I wanted a partner who was understanding, considerate and gentle. From then on, there were no quarrels, only peaceful happiness.

"No." I retracted my gaze and struggled with the last piece of glutinous rice cake in the box. My mind diverged, and I said casually, "I'm thinking, what should I do in the future? Where do you want to develop? Go back to Jincheng? After all, with your father here, do it Everything can be easier."

He was silent for a few seconds, and then said lightly: "What are you thinking about? It's still early, this place is nice, we'll live for a few more years, let's talk about it later."

I raised my eyebrows and said, "Where is your ability to take one step and see ten steps? You don't want to tell me, and don't use this kind of words to fool me. I don't believe that you don't have a plan in mind. Forget it, just ask." , let’s go, let’s go back to have lunch.”

Seeing me get up, Song Cheng smiled wryly and said, "Junyan, why are you still using aggressive tactics?"

There are few faults in this man, but one of them is that he is deep-minded and sometimes thinks too much.

I glared at him: "Don't talk about pulling down, do I have to use such a childish method? It's 10:30, if you don't want to get sunburned and peeled, get up, if you don't leave, the noon sun will be more poisonous."

He sighed, picked up the straw hat and put it on my head, and packed things together with me.

I don't know if I injured my joints while climbing the mountain today. When I went back at noon, I felt a dull pain in my injured leg.But I have long been used to this slight discomfort, so I didn't pay much attention to it, and behaved as usual.

But when I came out of the shower at night, that leg was almost stiff, and I couldn't use half of my strength; especially the part where one knee was connected to the pelvis, it was like being repeatedly run over by a heavy object, and I couldn't move at all.

Song Cheng was leaning on the bedside to read. When he saw me limping out of the bathroom, he immediately put down the book in his hand and came to help me: "What's going on? You slipped and fell? Why didn't you call me for help?"

His eyes were full of worry, I wanted to smile to show comfort, but somehow my nerves were pulled, and I almost couldn't hold back my plain expression: "No...no big problem, maybe I have walked a lot, and my legs are not used to it."

Before Song Cheng could speak again, I waved my hand: "It's not that I've never done this before. You don't need to call a doctor, it seems like a fuss. It's not very painful... Sigh... Just wait for the bouts of pain to pass."

A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and he blamed himself: "Blame me, I insisted on taking you to the mountain to see some flowers, and hurt you."

"I didn't think of this situation myself, how can I blame you?"

I tried to step forward, gasping for air in pain.I just wanted to ask Song Cheng to give me a hand, so that I could borrow some strength, but unexpectedly, he directly picked me up and strode towards the bed.

Although the movement was fast, the posture was very careful, deliberately avoiding the broken leg.

Lying on the bed, I felt a layer of sweat on my back.Song Cheng put a few soft pillows on my back, then half-kneeled on the ground, rubbing my calf: "Is this better?"

His palms were warm and dry, and he massaged the tense muscles slowly, hoping to relax me a little.But my pain was in the bones, and all other means of relief were in vain.

Painkillers won't help either, unless you get a painkiller injection, you can only carry it through.

I am permanently disabled.

Life, death, disability, disease!

This means that only the day when I turn into ashes can I get rid of this pain from the depths of my bone marrow.

This point was said many times by the doctor who assisted in rehabilitation in S City, I knew it a long time ago and accepted the fact.But thinking of what he said now, I still clenched my teeth unconsciously, and felt chills all over my body.

"Junyan, Junyan?" Song Cheng recalled my thoughts, his tone was anxious, his voice almost changed, "I'll call the doctor! No, I'll drive you to the hospital now!"

After going through that period of time, I finally regained some strength and managed to say a few words: "I'm fine. I've had an examination, and you've read the report. I'm very healthy. Really, nothing happened."

"Toshihiko—"

"Don't worry, it's just a little pain once in a while, I'm used to it." I took a deep breath and interrupted him, "Maybe the body is healing itself?"

Besides, it still takes a long time to get to the town from this place, and the mountain road is bumpy, and the situation will only get worse.Song Cheng obviously thought of this too, went out and made a quick phone call, then came back and squeezed my hand, his face turned pale instantly: "Your hands are so cold."

I forced a smile: "Help me massage my legs, talk to me for a while, and distract myself."

He nodded with difficulty, leaned over and kissed my cheek: "Okay."

There was gentle strength on his knees, Song Cheng said in a low tone, and said slowly: "Didn't you ask me about my future plans in the morning? When we have stayed here enough, I plan to go home first and have an explanation to my parents. You If you don’t want to go to Jincheng, then don’t go, let me tell them, it’s the same.”

"There are so many places in the country. It is not necessary to be somewhere. When the time comes, choose a place with a livable climate to live in, and then do some business according to the situation. If you are also interested, we can cooperate to start a business. How about it? I'm afraid it will be troublesome at first. But in the past few years, I have learned a lot from Big Brother Hou, even without the connections of my elders, I am sure to make a career."

He paused for a moment, then continued: "What's more, the hardships I could endure when I was 20 years old will not be a problem when I am 30 years old."

I half-closed my eyes, nodded and said, "I have confidence in you."

Song Cheng's eyes were a little red, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Junyan, no matter what I do, you always... support me unconditionally. Sometimes, I really doubt whether I deserve to have the chance to start again... I am not as good as you said. Well, I am the one who made you suffer so much, it was I... who ruined your life..."

The voice in my ears became softer and softer, like a thin flower floating down from the air.

"It's okay." I smiled on the pillow, "It's all over."

I reached out and brushed it off.