Shiva

[Dhvani].

Before leaving, my parents told me in every possible way, don’t eat the stalls on the roadside, the flies have stopped there, it’s very dirty... and don’t drink raw water, you will have diarrhea for three days, Indian medical treatment The system is backward, and it will be so ineffective every day that it should be called every day, and there is no place to cry!

I said no, I'm in good health, and two medicine packs are enough, and I can't hold any more.

My mother was in a hurry, and rushed over from the outskirts of the city to look at my suitcase, "Is life more important than painting?"

"Painting is important."

"It's really going to die!" My mother untied the plastic bag of the big pharmacy, revealing Xiao Shangao's medicine, and asked me how much more I could put down. I said it was full, it was full.My mother put her hips on her hips, looked around the room, and asked, "Is he going with you?"

"Right." I nodded.

"What about others?"

"Students, I went to do ideological work." I looked at the clock, "I'll be back later."

The old man sighed, "We can't control you anymore, put these medicines in his bag, don't forget!"

I agreed and said that I would definitely bring it.

My mother babbled for a while before leaving, and I listened patiently. In fact, it is very good that they can accept me to go to India. I mentioned it to them several times before, and the two elders frowned and pursed their lips in unison—go there what?

Now, I am in Old Delhi, staring at the milk tea stalls on the side of the road.

They were packed into solid earthen jars and neatly stacked on a flatbed cart, and the fragrance wafted out very attractively.The signboard says that it only costs five rupees, but the small servings of milk tea are served in mini earthen pots, and people can't leave the stall too far, because they have to return the earthen pot after drinking.

The street was in a mess, when I stopped, Shen Xu also stopped with a premonition, turned around and asked me if I wanted to drink.

His back was still facing me, his shoulders were slightly sideways, and his chin drew a graceful arc in the backlight.I was slightly startled, this scene was so familiar, it was shockingly familiar, did I dream about it before...or have I experienced a similar scene?

At the same moment, I also feel that I am very familiar with this place, but I prefer to call it intimacy, it crashes into my arms without warning, as if this land has been calling non-stop in the first 20 years of my life I, now that I'm finally looking forward to it, take out all the good things to entertain.

"Xiao Jin, drink as much as you want." Shen Xu came over and rubbed my head, "Don't worry too much."

Reason told me that I should avoid it, but my body didn't listen, and I heard myself say yes, and even got closer to him.

The shopkeeper enthusiastically attracts customers, and each of us got a small blue-gray jar, and we found a shady place to squat down to taste it. The fine sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the leaves, making Shen Xu's eyelashes look like two fluffy fluffy weeds.

He took a sip of milk tea, looked at me and smiled, then raised his wrist to brush the hair on his forehead.

Click, coincide with the image from many years ago, the slightly drooping corners of the eyes are vaguely the appearance in the memory.

double exposure.

I must be crazy, I thought to myself, how could someone ask a stranger I met on the road if he was his boyfriend?It's really far-fetched and crazy.

"...Does it taste good?" Shen Xu turned to me and asked me with a gentle voice.

My heart beats faster.He looks good, almost unreal good-looking... If there is no excellent self-control, maybe a little stagger will fall into his bewitching range, and he will never be able to get out again.

Such a person will be unforgettable even if he catches a glimpse of him. He will talk about him, speculate about him, taste him, and hope to see him again.

The crock sinks my hand, and I unconsciously touch the horizontal lines bit by bit, as if it is the only real thing here.

"Sweet." I said, "It still has a delicate fragrance."

"Indians like to eat sweets, which represent happiness and peace, and a smooth life." Shen Xu did not forget his duty as a guide, and explained to me earnestly, "Is it too sweet?"

He can always read my mind.

"A little bit." I said, after all, drinking milk tea in China only requires three-thirds of sugar.

"I don't add a lot of cane sugar to this jar, let's change it." Shen Xu naturally took the earthen jar from my hand, as if he knew that I would agree.

But I really didn't resist, Shen Xu changed the crock, turned his wrist in one direction intentionally or unintentionally, and the two lips covered the position I touched before.

His closed eyelids are quivering, if I'm not mistaken.

The roots of my ears were hot, I drank the remaining milk tea in a few sips, and sat where I was waiting for him.

This habit is bad, I eat like a wolf, I know it, but I can’t change it, my mother used to dislike the speed at which I cook food, she said slowly, like a hungry ghost, others thought we treated you badly up.

I got a stalk in my neck and said that I must hurry up and study!

"Study? What do you want to learn?" My mother teased me, "Come on."

But I really want to study, because of an agreement, I have never studied so passionately, now that I think about it, I am a bit in love, but it is worth it, it is very cost-effective to exchange a boyfriend with a hanging beam.

Our high school can let the students go out for dinner one night a week. Everyone goes in twos and threes. Yudai and Yingdai go, and I go with friends from the same studio. Only Jidai is alone, and he is alone every time.

In fact, he also went out to eat with everyone, but I didn’t participate in the training camp that time. After I came back, I heard my classmates make small talk about him. He is a person who likes to take advantage of small things. Everyone says that eating Bo Bo Chicken is enough, but he still wants to continue ordering. His EQ is so low.

I don't believe this, there must be a misunderstanding, how could the Didai be that kind of person, the Didai who drew the global ocean flow line freehand is perfect, and no refutation is allowed.

So I always wanted to find an opportunity to ask him what happened that day, but it took time to ask such a thing, and I couldn't catch it.

But one time after I finished eating braised chicken and rice, I saw him standing in front of the milk tea shop when I went out, looking up at the glowing menu.

"Didi! What are you going to buy?" I hugged his neck, and my schoolbag slanted to the side. Young people always like to cover up their real thoughts with those seemingly careless behaviors.

"Milk tea." He tilted his head, his tall nose was very close to me, "I got a scholarship, I want to treat myself to drink."

"Congratulations, have you ever had milk tea from this store?"

He lowered his eyes: "No."

"This is delicious." I pointed to "Yakult Green".

"Okay." He agreed very simply, as if he hadn't thought through his brain, then dragged me, who was still hanging on him, to the counter, and said that he wanted two cups of Yakult Green.

"Two cups?" I continued brazenly hanging on his shoulders.

"I, please." Didai smiled, two dimples would appear at the corners of his mouth when he smiled, it looked very clear, I was bewitched by him, and I foolishly asked him to pay the bill.

The school-level scholarship is not very much, I later reflected on it, I should invite him.

The clerk asked us what kind of sweetness we wanted, and I said I wanted three-point sugar, and he followed me and said three-point sugar. Fan friends!

"Fanyou, what is it?" He was confused.

"As the name suggests, friends who eat together!"

"Is that so..." He bit the straw and said thoughtfully, "You have a lot of friends."

I choked, "But no best friend!"

"Okay." He agreed suddenly, faster than expected.

The wheels of the water wheel rolled over the ground, and the wood made an overwhelmed sound. I raised my head and met Shen Xu's gaze. He had already finished his milk tea, and the small earthen pot was hooked on his fingertips.

"daze?"

"Yeah." I nodded, stood up and patted the dust off my pants, "Let's go."

"Okay." He raised his head and smiled at me, with two dimples at the corners of his mouth, "Want to go to the dance?"

"What dance?"

""Mahabharata", a dazzling dynasty story."

I became interested, and I happened to have a pen and paper in my pocket, so I could take a good record.Shen Xu led me through the bustling bazaar, and the businessmen who bought naan yelled at us vigorously, their flying fingers jumping in the wind and dust.

Naan, black and white naan, the white is the naan, the black is the fly.

Someone waved their sleeves, and they scattered away, and then swept back again like dark clouds. The palm leaf hut for watching dancing was located behind the naan shop and in front of the water well. Topless men and women came in and out, with dark skin covered with scarf. The golden tears may be fake, but it does not prevent them from displaying their beauty.

I opened my eyes wide and walked into the bamboo curtain that Shen Xu set up for me. The palm room was stuffy and airless. The original human voice was accompanied by an unknown musical instrument, and the light fell like a zigzag, indistinct.Shen Xu seemed to be a frequent visitor, walking leisurely in front, he dug his fingers into the pottery dish, turned around, and while retreating, smeared two coats of painted mud under his eyes, green like a hyla.

"Do as the Romans do."

"Xiao Jin..." He lifted his chin to look at me, showing some dangerous signals, "Why don't you follow? Don't you like watching performances the most?"

Suddenly, being attracted, the palm of my hand turned blood red, and the wet mud melted away, sticking to my ten fingers.

The entrance is long and narrow, and the drum beats coming out of it become more and more confused and crazy. Shen Xu suddenly stopped, and I approached him step by step, but he just stared at me with his head down, without retreating.

Many pairs of eyes glow in the dark.

It couldn't be any closer. The side effect of gold and silver spices may be hallucinogenic. I reached out and grabbed his collar, and slowly clenched it, leaving mottled red marks there, like a dying struggle.

"Shen Xu, do I know you?"