north bird south

The author has something to say: Hello, my dears, the Zhiyuan perspective has come to an end.

The house was brightly lit, and Mrs. Xu was waiting for them to come back. Yu Yao stepped into the house and shouted: "An Rong, we are back!"

"Ah?" Li Anrong walked down the stairs in a daze at this aggressive greeting.Normally, Yu Yao would go home quietly, but this excited tone made Li Anrong laugh, and asked, "Did something good happen?"

"Mom, leave him alone," Xu Zhiyuan pulled Yu Yao and said, "Uncle, he's drunk."

Li Anrong frowned, and quickly went to support him, probably because she was used to Xu Zhenping's wine appearance, she looked Yu Yao up and down, and said, "Doesn't this look good?"

"You don't have to worry, Zhiyuan is talking nonsense." Yu Yao said, wanting to take off the scarf, stretched out his hand to grab the empty space, stood there thinking for a while, said "oh" to himself, and then put it on The coat was taken off and hung on the hanger.

Yu Yao pressed his temples with the crook of his fingers, as if mosquitoes and flies were disturbing him in his head, he frowned slightly, and said, "You guys talk first, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

Xu Zhiyuan looked at him, then at his mother, pointed at Yu Yao and said, "I'm not talking nonsense! He's sober for a while and confused for a while."

"...Okay, A Yao, you need to rest for a while." Li Anrong watched him go upstairs, dragged Xu Zhiyuan who planned to sneak up with him by the collar, and said, "Hey, don't rush to sleep."

"What's the matter..." Xu Zhiyuan looked worriedly at Yu Yao who went upstairs, and said to his mother who came up to sniff him, "I didn't drink, not a little bit."

"Not bad, a little self-consciousness."

Xu Zhiyuan saw her grabbing his hand on the back collar, and asked cautiously: "Then shall I go to bed first?"

"What are you sleeping on?" Li Anrong said, "Let me ask you, who is Xu Mingzhi?"

Xu Zhiyuan was already fearless, and explained calmly: "It's my own brother, who just came back from studying abroad, young and single, and a good-looking talent. The next time someone asks you, remember to say that, don't pretend."

"..." Li Anrong was looking for something suitable for him everywhere, and he was about to take off his shoes, and said, "You son of a bitch, you made Xu Zhenping a son?"

"Don't get excited, just listen to me..."

Suddenly there was a "bang", and the mother and son looked at the source of the sound, only to see Yu Yao was holding onto the escalator and standing up. He patted the dust as if nothing had happened, stood on the original steps for a long time, and staggered when he walked up.

"..."

Xu Zhiyuan pointed at him and said to his mother, "Look, I'm not talking nonsense."

Li Anrong gave him two firm slaps on the back, gritted his teeth and said, "You're still watching the show, help your uncle up!"

Xu Zhiyuan was spared and beaten, he quickly stepped up the stairs, lifted Yu Yao up halfway, and walked into the room effortlessly.It wasn't until the door was closed that he heaved a sigh of relief: "Little uncle, the few times my mother beat me, it's your fault."

He put Yu Yao gently on the bed, and when he got up, he heard the familiar breathing sound. He reached out and rubbed Yu Yao's cheek, but there was no response. Only then did he realize that his uncle fell asleep during this short time going up the stairs. up.

Xu Zhiyuan's heart was in a mess, and he also threw his head beside his pillow.He sighed deeply.

He stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and looked at it for a long time.The index finger and thumb twirled lightly, as if recalling the strength of pinching Yu Yao's belly just now.

"Little uncle," Xu Zhiyuan said suddenly, looking at the ceiling, "I seem to like you a little bit."

The only answer to him was the sound of breathing, like finely divided dry wood next to the fire, keeping him burning bit by bit.It was also the sound of deep sleep that gave Xu Zhiyuan the courage to say this, and he didn't dare to wake him up.

Using the lightest strength in his life, he got up gently, grabbed the pillow with one hand, and touched the cabinet beside the bed with the other, and he touched a photo.

He stared blankly at the red-crowned crane above, and murmured: "I had a dream a few days ago. In the dream, I went to the north with you. We sat on the train together. The scenery outside is very... long, as if there is no end in sight." In the dead of night, you tell me about these photos, and I lie on your lap to listen. You fell asleep and I was still awake, so I told you that I like you, but you opened your eyes and said You knew it all along, and it scared me. People around me looked at us, but I wasn't scared at all."

"Little uncle," after talking for a long time, Xu Zhiyuan lay down on his side again, buried half of his face deep in the pillow, and suddenly giggled, looking at Yu Yao's soft side face kissed by the warm light, and said , "Others say dreams are reversed."

Yu Yao didn't wake up, Xu Zhiyuan continued to talk to himself, stretched out a finger childishly, and cleared his throat: "Mr. Yu Yao, to be honest, I'll give you one last chance. If you don't wake up, I won't wake up." I like you."

"I'm counting down," Xu Zhiyuan propped himself up on his arms, staring at Yu Yao's face intently, counting to three silently in his heart seriously, Yu Yao didn't wake up.Xu Zhiyuan was silent for a long time, decided to play tricks on himself, said "tsk", and said: "Little uncle, you didn't pay back for a while, why did I fall asleep here."

Like a child who always plays a big show with the dolls when he is playing alone, he said solemnly: "I'll say it again, I didn't lie to you, I told Fu Shubai that when you come back from Beiping, I really won't let you go!" I like you."

He disturbed him with a voice that couldn't wake him up, like a young wolf making an immature and dull cry, with trembling teeth, angry and unwilling to bite down.He said again: "I'm counting down."

He said, "Three, that's the end of the count."

No one responded, Xu Zhiyuan arched forward, the clothes and the quilt made a rustling sound.The bastard buried his head in Yu Yao's neck, without trembling his throat, he said in a voice as if he had suffered aggrieved, "Little uncle, wake up."

When Yu Yao didn't wake up, Xu Zhiyuan bit him and made a tooth mark on the side of his neck.Yu Yao was probably really tired, so he frowned and shrunk his neck, then turned around.

Xu Zhiyuan happened to be touching his forehead with him, and on a whim, he put the photo in his hand on Yu Yao's lips, and the piece of paper was balanced in the mixed breathing of the two of them.Xu Zhiyuan was on the back, where there were two warm petals, and he kissed it.

Some emotions are so lonely that their sufferers can only look down on themselves and feel sorry for themselves.Xu Zhiyuan wasn't terminally ill, on the contrary, he complied with Yu Yao's words of "self-knowledge", and his heart was very clear.He doesn't break this balance, he sleeps soundly, because he learns to think rationally, thinks about it, and calculates the price of breaking it seems a bit extravagant, and he can't afford it with his 18 years of experience when he first entered the world.

Xu Zhiyuan got up, covered Yu Yao with the quilt, looked at him deeply for a long time, and still said in that faint tone: "Then I will keep my word."

The lights in the room were turned off, Xu Zhiyuan closed the door, and put the "stolen" photo into his pocket.

He also touched a piece of paper, and remembered that it was the letter paper Dong Yibai gave him in the morning.He glanced downstairs, and Li Anrong asked in a low voice, "Ah Yao is asleep?"

Xu Zhiyuan nodded, and the phone on the desk rang when he walked down the stairs.Xu Zhi moved closer and closer, and picked it up with just one sound.

"Hello, is this Mr. Yu? I'm sorry to disturb Mr. at such a late hour." Xu Zhiyuan heard Dong Jianshu on the opposite side, and said with a purposeful smile in his tone, "Two days ago, the dog was rude, Dong Yibai has already received the punishment he deserves for contradicting Mr., and even committing treasonous things. As a father, I am the one who can't teach my son well. I am really ashamed. I can't sleep at night, so I came here today to apologize to Mr.... "

Xu Zhiyuan didn't say a word, as if the other side of the receiver was a bunch of rags being squeezed together, it was hard to hear, hard to understand, he couldn't really hear anything.

Li Anrong probably saw Xu Zhiyuan's abnormality, and reminded him in a low voice behind him: "Zhiyuan?"

"Is it Mr. Yu?" Dong Jianshu saw that no one responded for a long time, and asked again, "Hello?"

Xu Zhiyuan hung up the phone.

Li Anrong stepped forward and asked, "What's the matter, whose call is it?"

"It's okay," Xu Zhiyuan laughed, "It's just my friend, you asked me out."

"Alas..." Li Anrong frowned and looked at his son who opened the door without his coat on, and said, "Xu Zhiyuan, where are you going so late!"

……

Xu Zhiyuan also forgot where he went at that time, it may be Paramount, it may be a closed theater, or it may be in front of Fu Shubai's house.

When the 75-year-old told me about this day, he couldn't remember anything, probably because the night made him a little sleepy.The old man always has a bad memory when he is mentally listless.

"It's too late," I rubbed my eyes, and said, "Why don't you... go to bed first."

Grandpa smoked his pipe, and the white mist drifted gently in the air.

The story that grandpa told this day is over.

It ends with a sentence—"Xu Zhiyuan ran away on a winter night in the twelfth lunar month, and Yu Yao left Huai City two days later and never came back."