Qianli Jiangling

Just now I hoped that this road would not have an end, but now there are only the last 100 meters left, but I feel that it is too long.

Jiang Li followed Sheng Qianling, wishing he could fly back to the room in a minute.

The two walked into the lobby of the hotel. The cashier saw Sheng Qianling and raised his voice, "Mr. Sheng, that agent—"

Sheng Qianling didn't stop taking a step, and waved to the people behind him, saying, "Put it away for now, I'll get it later."

"Oh—why are you in such a hurry—are you in a hurry to go to the toilet." The cashier secretly said in his heart.

As soon as Jiang Li and Sheng Qianling entered the room, they began to undress.

Sheng Qianling pushed Jiang Li against the back of the door, fumbled to insert the room card into the card slot, and began to bite Jiang Li's lip passionately.

Jiang Li's lips were so soft and sweet, as long as he touched them lightly, he didn't want to let go for a moment.

It wasn't just the lips that were equally soft, but also Jiang Li's buttocks.

Sheng Qianling stretched out his hand in a familiar way, wrapped his palm around the round part, moved his palm, and rubbed his thumb back and forth on the black sweatpants.

Feeling uncomfortable through the fabric, I stretched out my hand to pull the elastic waist, who knew that Jiang Li was tied with a rope today, it was so tight that he couldn't even pull it off.

Sheng Qianling: "..."

He had no choice but to let go of the river for a moment, and looked down for the rope by the front porch light.

While looking for it, he said, "Don't wear a belt in the future."

Jiang Li said frivolously, "I'd better not wear pants."

Sheng Qianling paused for half a second, and his breathing became hot again. While pulling his bow-knotted ears, he leaned into Jiang Li's ear and said, "You'd better do what you say."

Jiang Li: "..."

The annoying occlusions are finally all gone.

The two hugged each other, kissed each other slowly and solemnly.

The kiss was different from yesterday, and different from this morning.

Sheng Qianling felt the changes in the river and saw him taking a small step cautiously towards him.

I also felt that in some short moments, Jiang Li had crossed the barrier of more than six years and returned to the unruly youthful appearance.

If there were still 99 and a half steps between them, Sheng Qianling decided to walk by himself.

As long as Jiang Li doesn't run away, as long as he is still in my arms.

three hours later.

Jiang Li lay limp on the bed, his black hair was disheveled, his whole face was buried in the snow-white pillow, his hands were folded into a circle and wrapped around the pillow.

His back, waist, and buttocks were covered with various shades of red marks, silently showing how intense and hearty the sex just now was.

Especially the superimposed complete handprints on the buttocks, with the palm facing inward and the fingers facing outward, the red is too conspicuous and ambiguous.

Jiang Li didn't even have the strength to curse people, so he lay on his stomach carelessly regardless of his image, motionless, like a corpse.

Sheng Qianling went to put bath water in the river, tested the temperature, and came back to hug him.

Jiang Li moaned, let Sheng Qianling pick up his koala, and let him bathe him.

After washing, Sheng Qianling didn't dress him, so he carried him back naked, put him on the bed where he slept, and stuffed him into the soft quilt.

Jiang Li's hair was disheveled, his face was flushed red by the heat, and there was a streamer in his peach eyes.

The lips were a little swollen and red like blood, which was sucked out by Sheng Qianling.

Sheng Qianling quickly returned to the bathroom to take a shower for himself.

After he came out, he changed into a shirt and trousers, took care of his hair, and put on black socks carefully.

Jiang Li sank into the comfortable bed, his eyes fell on Sheng Qianling, seeing how well-dressed he was, he asked inexplicably, "I didn't tease me enough just now, and you still want to go out to find an affair?"

Hearing this, Sheng Qianling smiled softly, came over to touch Jiang Li's face, touched his lips lightly, and said, "I'm not looking for an affair, I'll go to the front desk to get something, and I'll be here soon."

"Oh."

Jiang Li knew that Sheng Qianling paid attention to his manners, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Five minutes later, Sheng Qianling left and returned.

He was holding a light yellow paper bag in his hand, which was covered with a plastic bag and sealed tightly.

Jiang Li lay on the bed, glanced at the things in his hand, and asked curiously, "Snack?"

After changing his shoes at the entrance, Sheng Qianling brought the bag over, put it on the low table next to the bed in Jiangli, and said, "No."

Jiang Li had already seen the writing on the outside of the bag.

In the middle is the big "Jingfuji" three characters.Yahei font, very prominent.

His heart softened, and a sour taste rose in his throat.

He never told Sheng Qianling that he liked Jingfuji's mung bean cakes.

That summer, he just glanced at Jing Fu Ji reluctantly, but Sheng Qianling had remembered him for so many years.

Sheng Qianling untied the bag, carefully opened the paper bag, took out a disposable glove, and asked Jiang Li, "Do you want to eat?"

Jiang Li whispered: "I want to eat."

Jiang Li lifted off the quilt, revealing the delicate collarbone and a section of clean and white chest. He put the quilt under his armpit, stretched out his hand, and asked Sheng Qianling to put gloves on him.

He took out a piece of mung bean cake, held it with his left hand, took a bite and chewed slowly.

Still can't taste it.

Still full of bitterness.

But he didn't stop, he ate a piece very slowly, and then took off his gloves.

Sheng Qianling cleaned up for him, Jiang Li suddenly asked: "Sheng Qianling, what is the relationship between the two of us now?"

Sheng Qianling paused while pinching the hand in the plastic glove, raised his head in a panic, and bumped into Jiang Li's eyes in a panic.

His eyes, which were usually cold and calm, couldn't stop trembling slightly.

He didn't know if he had done something wrong or said something wrong to make Jiang Li call him by his name again, not after the fact.

"Friends with guns?" Jiang Li asked.

"No, it's not." Sheng Qianling quickly denied, and said, "I——I'm chasing you."

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes, restrained his heart trembling, and stared at Sheng Qianling.

Sheng Qianling didn't know why Jiang Li asked such a serious question about a piece of mung bean cake, but he didn't want to avoid it, and said bluntly, "Just like you chased me back then, now I'm chasing you."

Jiang Li was almost drunk to Sheng Qianling's gentleness and frankness. He curled up, looked at Sheng Qianling's fair and handsome face with fascination, and still looked up: "What if I don't agree."

After hearing this, Sheng Qianling pursed his lips unconsciously, his eyelashes drooped, and lowered his voice sadly: "Then keep chasing."

Jiang Li was proud of his favor, and said with some dissatisfaction: "But you never said you liked me or loved me."

Sheng Qianling's brows furrowed again.

He said, "I said so."

Jiang Li was a little surprised, and asked, "When?"

Sheng Qianling told the truth: "In the early morning of your birthday."

That day Jiang Li went to bed early because he was too tired, Sheng Qianling stayed by his bedside, and said "I love you" to him when the clock struck zero.

Jiang Li's eyes were sour, and he couldn't bear to hang Sheng Qianling like this any longer, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother Ling, I love you too. Over the years, I have never stopped loving you."

Sheng Qianling didn't expect Jiang Li to call him by his full name in exchange for such an affectionate confession that his breathing became messed up for a while.

The discouragement since the reunion, the repeated inner construction, and the constant self-encouragement all have meaning in this sentence "I love you too".

Seeing Sheng Qianling petrified in place, Jiang Li frowned and said, "Why don't you come over and kiss me?"

So, Sheng Qianling hastily bent down and leaned over to kiss the river.

Kissing the corners of his eyes that were full of tears, and the lips that were still stained with mung bean scum, kissing him at a loss, and kissing him like a heavy burden.

Outside the window, the moon hid in the clouds, and the stars all over the sky closed their eyes at the same time, they were all blushed by these two young men.

A good night's sleep.

It's just that when I woke up, it was more than one o'clock in the afternoon.

Regardless of his sore and swollen body, Jiang Li quickly broke free from Sheng Qianling's arms, found a clean suit of clothes to change into, washed his face and brushed his teeth, and then urged Sheng Qianling to get up quickly.

The weather was fine, with thin clouds and gentle sunshine.

It is a good weather for visiting the Yellow Crane Tower.

The two packed themselves up, went to the cafeteria on the second floor to eat something to fill their stomachs, and then went directly to take a taxi.

The taxis with green shells set off from Yanjiang Avenue, cross Jianghan Bridge, and drive straight to the Yangtze River Bridge.

Because it was a working day, the road on the bridge was smooth, and it took less than 10 minutes for the car to bypass Pengliuyang Road, pass by Yuemachang, and parked steadily at the gate of "The First Floor of Tianxia Jiangshan".

During the years of separation, Sheng Qianling had already memorized the history and culture of the Yellow Crane Tower by heart, including the poems engraved in the building.

Therefore, he thought that Jiangli was more or less familiar with the historical allusions of one of the three famous buildings, and was waiting for him to be a qualified tour guide for him.

But Jiang Li didn't have it at all.

He looked at the time, went to the ticket window to buy two tickets, gave one to Sheng Qianling, and said, "I won't watch the chime bell show, and I won't enjoy the flowers. Well, let's go upstairs."

Sheng Qianling naturally agreed.

The two climbed up the high steps, walked through the lush mid-mountain path, and came to the suddenly open square in front of the building.

There is a huge bell on the square, and a few sporadic tourists are ringing the bell to welcome good luck.

Jiang Li asked, "Brother Ling, do you want to try it?"

Sheng Qianling shook his head, quickly realized, and asked, "Do you want to try?"

"No," Jiang Li said, "let's go upstairs."

"it is good."

Opposite the bell is the Yellow Crane Tower.

Looking up, the yellow building is majestic and majestic, and the corners of each floor are turned upside down, just like cranes waiting to fly.

It was exactly the same as Sheng Qianling remembered.

Walking through the entrance of the turnstile on the first floor, you will see a huge picture of a crane with cloud patterns, and beside it is carved the famous poem "Yellow Crane Tower" by the poet Cui Hao.

The poem says: "Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and fragrant grass is luxuriant on Yingwu Island."

The famous Qingchuan Bridge, Fangcao Road, and Yingwuzhou Yangtze River Bridge in Wuhan are all named after this poem.

Sheng Qianling waited for Jiang Li to explain a few words to him, but Jiang Li ran straight to the stairs, saying as he walked, "Brother Ling, let's compete and see who can climb to the top first."

After speaking, he rushed upstairs.

The stairs were very steep, but Jiang Li's physical strength was not bad, and he worked hard, and it didn't take long to climb to the fifth floor, the top floor.

There is a viewing platform outside the fifth floor. Facing west, you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery of the Yangtze River and the scenery along the river.

Jiang Li waited on the viewing platform for a minute, and Sheng Qianling followed him up.

Both of them were tired, looked at each other for a few seconds, and smiled.

A healthy blush after exercising appeared on Jiang Li's face. He put his hands on his knees, bent over and said, "This point is just right."

Sheng Qianling was a little hot, and reached out to undo the second button of the neckline, revealing more clavicle skin.

He didn't understand Jiang Li's words, so he asked, "What?"

Jiang Li finally looked like a tour guide, and explained: "I mean, it's just right to go to the Yellow Crane Tower at this point. Because the viewing platform faces west, in the afternoon, you can see the setting sun. Look——"

His hand pointed towards the Yangtze River in the west, and Sheng Qianling turned to look in the direction of his finger.

I saw the sun hanging high, obliquely hanging on the tall buildings in Hankou opposite.

The sun falls into the river, laying out a beautiful landscape picture.

The white freighter passed by in the middle of the river, dragging out a long series of moving water patterns, and the reflected sunlight also blurred into deep and shallow intoxicating reds along with the river water.

Far away from the observation deck is the Guishan TV Tower. The tower is white and stands majestically on the opposite mountain, with its spire pointing straight to the sky.

On the left side of the line of sight is the most majestic Yangtze River Bridge, on which cars drive, and the lower floor is the train passage.

A train carrying cargo passed through the bridge, making a rumbling sound from far to near.

With the breeze blowing, all these scenes seem to come alive, rushing straight to people's eyes.

Sheng Qianling overlooked the river, and was so shocked by the vast river scenery that he lost his voice.

As if I was also integrated with this beautiful nature, even my soul trembled for a moment.

He looked back at Jiang Li in surprise, and saw Jiang Li looking at him expectantly.

At this moment when they looked at each other, Sheng Qianling suddenly understood why Jiang Li said that the Yellow Crane Tower was worth visiting.

"Send a mayfly to the world, like a drop in the vast ocean."

In front of the majestic and majestic nature, people can always find a certain matching point to reconcile with their own hearts.

Seeing Sheng Qianling's expression, Jiang Li knew that he had achieved his goal, so he said softly, "Brother Ling, isn't it beautiful?"

Sheng Qianling nodded: "It's so beautiful."

Jiang Li said: "Our school visited once before for an autumn outing. I was standing in this position at that time, looking at the river, the bridge, and the sun. Suddenly, I felt that this world is very beautiful."

At that time, Jiang Li was too young and had just transferred to Wuhan. He had no friends and had no common topics with Jiang Haijun.

I also complained that I was too poor to buy the cheapest billiard cue, and I had a strong inferiority complex because of the gap between myself and my classmates.

But it was that autumn outing, when he was about to graduate from elementary school, in this vast and spectacular scenery, he accepted all the hardships of life early, accepted his own background, and forgave Jiang Haijun's poverty.

Since then, I have learned to mediate with life with a thick skin.

In just an instant, the river bridge, the sunshine and waves, and the boundless world gave him silent encouragement.

Sheng Qianling was deeply moved by Jiang Li, and couldn't help but take a step forward, took Jiang Li's hand, looked him in the eyes and said, "Li Li, do you know when I knew I liked you."

Jiang Li looked up slightly, smiled slightly, and shook his head.

Sheng Qianling said: "Seven years ago, I brought you here to play a small table game. The taxi driver said that the locals looked down on the Yellow Crane Tower. You said to the driver, "You don't understand, and it doesn't mean everyone I don’t even understand”, and told me that I don’t want to hear the locals attack my city like this. "

From then on, Sheng Qianling saw the unique and precious temperament in Jiang Li.

He doesn't follow the crowd, has his own thinking, loves the city he lives in, and will bluntly refute in the face of slander.

Jiang Li smiled smugly, "Then it's too early for you to fall in love with me."

When he smiled, the tails of his eyes lifted, and his frivolity suddenly appeared, as if he had returned to the past.

Sheng Qianling was stunned for a moment, as if he saw the exuberant and enthusiastic Jiangli again, and also saw his first love hidden in his memory, which made people linger in dreams.

His heart was throbbing, he approached Jiang Li's face, and called out his name: "Jiang Li..."

But Jiang Li said at the same time: "Brother Ling, when are you going back to Beijing?"

Sheng Qianling was startled, like a young man worrying about gains and losses, he was afraid that Jiang Li would abandon him because of the different places.

He said, "Ri, I can—"

"Brother Ling," Jiang Li turned his head to look at Tao Tao Jiang Shui, "I know you've been away for a long time, and the coach has already urged you. So, go back."

Sheng Qianling's heart that had just been raised fell down for a moment, rolling into invisible humbleness and loss.

His palms began to tremble, and he leaned closer and said, "Lili, what do you do when I'm gone? Don't want me, I'll think of a way, and I can always solve it."

He spoke with sincerity, and under the sunlight, his fair and handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of gold.

But his eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing his worry and panic.

He is afraid that the lover he has finally found will not want him, and he is afraid that he will suffer the torture and blow of losing love again.

Jiang Li had a panoramic view of Sheng Qianling's entire expression, his heart was full of fullness and sourness, but there was a long-lost sweetness in his mouth.

He put his arms around Sheng Qianling's narrow waist, leaned his head slowly on his shoulder, and said seriously: "Brother Ling."

Sheng Qianling: "Huh?"

Jiang Li's eyes fell on the top of the TV tower on the other side of the river, and he said slowly one word at a time——

"That year you left me alone in Wuhan, what about this time? Take me away."

The author says:

Take him away! !