special stargazing

If it was in the past, Sheng Yexing would never have imagined that he would spend his last vacation in the temple.

Or go by motorcycle.

Still carrying a small autism.

He also patiently talked to the other party along the way, and let his waist be strangled so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Halfway through the ride, the sky started to rain, and I even took off the only raincoat on the bike and put it on the other party.

Return to his uncle...

I feel very happy.

The only uncomfortable thing is that Sheng Yexing's car is not suitable for carrying people, because he usually rides on the car and pretends to be cool, and it is easy to get tired riding alone. The butt pad is too high.

The temple they were going to was outside the second ring road in the city. It was a Tang Dynasty Buddhist temple with a profound historical background, and it was considered a well-known scenic spot.

Sheng Yexing has heard from his aunt since he was a child that there are special spirits for making wishes and blessings. Every year, many devout men and women come back from all over the country to fulfill their wishes.

Sheng Yexing is not a very innocent person, but now he wants to seek health and safety.

The inner and outer holidays of the third ring road in the city were strictly inspected, so Sheng Yexing had to choose a road from the outer three ring roads, and it was inevitable that he would take some narrow paths.

Heavy trucks often pass by on this kind of road, and the dust raised up covers the entire street. Sheng Yexing needs to slow down, and then turn around to make sure that the little autistic is obediently wearing a hat.

While driving, he caught a glimpse of a cake shop that launched a new product called "Snowy Moon Cake", which he said was filled with a whole strawberry, which would burst with juice after a bite.

The taste of biting from the outside to the inside is to take a bite of ice cream first, and then taste the fragrance and softness.

Hold.

Is this the real body of Lu Jianxing?

This ice skin cake essence.

Cyclists must concentrate on observing the potential dangers on the road, but Sheng Yexing is still distracted.

"Ai."

He couldn't help shouting: "Lu Bingpier."

It's a pity that Lu Bingpi'er ignored him.

At this moment, Lu Bingpier is struggling with hearing.

He could hear Sheng Yexing's words, he could hear the horns on the road near and far, and he could hear the wind whistling in his ears, but these sounds were all the same decibel to him, so noisy that he couldn't extract information for a while.

He is in a daze.

Sheng Yexing was so courageous that he loosened the handlebar of the motorcycle for a few seconds, tightened the knotted sleeves around his waist, and said to his back, "Seeing the stars on the road, hold on tighter!"

After finishing speaking, Sheng Yexing accelerated.

This huge "body" road hunter was swept up in the wind and dust on the road, and swooped down from the ramp into the auxiliary road.

Rush down from the auxiliary road, and above their heads is the overpass that runs through the north and south of the city.

It is not the rush hour yet, and there is no traffic jam. One car after another got off the overpass and headed for the main road.

Lu Jianxing revealed a pair of bright eyes from the tightly covered hat, observed for a long time, and suddenly said: "The car is going down the slide."

"..."

Sheng Yexing was amazed by his imagination, and he had no choice but to break his head to keep up with his imagination, and said very seriously: "We are all little biscuits."

Lu Jianxing: "...?"

Imagination is not something you can force and stubbornly do!

Sheng Yexing: "The car is a conveyor belt, and we have to go to the factory to process it. The factory is Shier, and Shier let us pour jam to make it more delicious." The closed world is really hard to integrate into.

He was really afraid that the little autistic would open his mouth and bite his shoulder after listening to "We are delicious".

At that time, Sheng Yexing still couldn't understand the meaning of "hickey marks and bite marks are tattoos of love" for the time being, and his definition of love was still vague.

Lu Jianxing corrected him: "It's not going to Shier."

"Then, we are the absconding biscuits."

After Sheng Yexing finished speaking, he was surprised by his stupidity, and accelerated his driving speed again.

I couldn't see Lu Jianxing's expression either.

Passenger planes flying from not-too-distant suburbs fly very low and are extremely noisy.

Sheng Yexing could feel Lu Jianxing hugging his waist a little tighter, still trembling.

"Would it be more comfortable to talk for a while?" Sheng Yexing said.

Lu Jianxing began to work hard to separate the other party's words from the surrounding noise.

"Ah."

"Have you ever traveled far?"

"Ah."

"Have you ever been on a train?"

Lu Jianxing shook his head behind him, and Sheng Yexing couldn't see it, so he had to talk to himself first: "I can't take the train, when I was a child, I heard those green leather cars on TV and they would go 'woo-woo' when they started. It always feels like someone is crying along the way.”

Sheng Yexing's tone was serious and serious, "Now the high-speed train is silent, but I don't have much chance to ride."

"Aren't you allowed to fly?"

"Ah."

"Airplane ear? Or it's easy to get tinnitus, and I can't bear it."

Hearing what he said, Lu Jianxing's eyes dodged for a moment, and he remembered the earache of despair and collapse when he first flew by plane, so he nodded.

After about half an hour, Sheng Yexing got out of the car and locked it with a dazed Lu Jianxing, and whistled: "Here we are."

The road up the mountain from the parking lot was very narrow, with moss and rocks all the way, every step Lu Jianxing took, Sheng Yexing was terrified, and on the surface he still pretended not to care.

He understands that too much attention will cause invisible pressure on Lu Jianxing, as if he hated other people's pointing and pointing when he was ill.

"You don't get mad" and "you're too much" type words are just adding fuel to the fire.

"What's wrong with you?" Sheng Yexing laughed.

Lu Jianxing lowered his head while walking, insisting on stepping on the seams of the floor tiles in the scenic area, "I'm sick."

Sheng Yexing: "I'm also sick."

Lu Jianxing: "You are sick."

Sheng Yexing, who was "identified", had already begun to face his own problems, and he didn't feel any discomfort when he was accidentally injured like this, "Yes, I'm sick."

"I'm sick."

Learning how to speak is one of Lu Jianxing's major skills, and he can even imitate his demeanor.

Seeing him talking stupidly with an indifferent face, Sheng Yexing wanted to tease him again, "You and I are both sick, what do you call them together?"

Lu Jianxing said loudly, "Unlucky!"

"..."

Sheng Yexing sighed and pulled his face, "No."

It used to be bad luck, but not now.

Now is the luck of the misfortune.

The two went to the ticket window and bought the tickets with their student ID cards. Lu Jianxing's palms were wet with sweat.He was extremely fortunate that there were not many tourists today, otherwise he might have fallen directly into endless anxiety.

He glanced at the towering ancient trees in front of him, and almost forgot when was the last time he was in contact with nature. After all, it was never up to him to decide where to go for free activities.

It is easy to get lost when you are young, and it is easy to run away when you grow up.

Sheng Yexing talked about family just now, but it brought back a lot of memories for Lu Jianxing.

There are good ones and bad ones.

His eyes are full of fresh green, his spirit is relaxed, and he has successfully entered the state of mind-wandering.

"Our family has no history of mental illness, but you gave birth to a sick child, how do you want me to explain to my parents, where will I put my Lu family's face? Ah! The child was born by you, and you were born like this! Autism, it is said that he is autistic and does not speak. Look at the difference between his behavior and mental retardation! He also tells me "the nobleman speaks late" every day, how old is he? Lu Jianxing is six years old! He even said "Dad 'Never! I don't want to drag this son with me for the rest of my life, you can figure it out yourself."

Lu Jianxing's memory is not particularly good, and there are very few things that he cares about, but the words his father roared in the study room when he was young have always been fresh in his memory.

That night, he stood quietly in the bedroom and listened.

The child looked dull and dull, but actually understood everything.

But he didn't understand why the parents could give birth to a second son amidst such gunfire and gunpowder.

A healthy little brother without any problems.

I am quite unlucky.

When he was in primary school, Lu Jianxing remembered that his mother, like many parents in Shier, chose to rent a house near the school.For a while, he couldn't do without his mother, and he had to follow her wherever he went. The landlord knew that there was something wrong with the child at a glance, and he was even more unwilling to rent.

The home is too far away from the school, and when he goes to school, he watches the faucet every day, and cries every time he starts class. Lu Jianxing simply doesn't want to go to class, and resorts to passive resistance.

As soon as he was woken up in the morning, he pouted his ass on the bed to dry himself.

Don't want to go anywhere.

After Sheng Yexing finished smoking a cigarette, Lu Bingpi'er was still out of his body.

They don't go to the scenic spot, they just go straight to the place where they burn incense, and they have to go up a long road with dozens of stone steps.

Lu Jianxing followed Sheng Ye in a daze, and Sheng Yexing looked back at his silent and obedient, feeling that one day when he was kidnapped and sold by his animal nature, he would softly call out "Brother Yexing".

Sheng Yexing looked at him, feeling a little confused again.

The stairs are not too steep, but the number of steps is already tiring enough.

Sheng Yexing made a bet that Yilu Jianxing's "bumps and bumps" are different from ordinary people. He would have to fall if he couldn't walk a few steps. When he reached the top, his knees would bleed.

There are not many tourists on the stairs, either they are taking pictures in various poses, or they are very tired, drinking water and saying that they will come again next time.

Most of the mountaineering worshipers are middle-aged and elderly people, and the younger ones are mostly girls. The two are particularly eye-catching among a group of tourists.

Sheng Yexing was very thankful that he and Lu Jianxing walked slowly enough, not even better than the elderly, otherwise they would really be regarded as tour guides of Sunset Red Travel Agency.

He checked the number of stone steps with his eyes, zipped his jacket up with a "shua", and squatted down.

Sheng Yexing turned to his back and said, "Come up."

This time it was Lu Jianxing's turn to be dazed, and he didn't even move.

Sheng Yexing didn't care so much, he leaned close to him and then bent down, firmly wrapped his arms around Lu Jianxing's and put him on his back.

As soon as he exerted his strength, Lu Jianxing's feet were off the ground, and he subconsciously pulled Sheng Yexing's neckline tightly. Sheng Yexing then supported his knees from behind, and directly carried him on his back.

Hey, the little autism is quite heavy.

The height and weight are obviously completely healthy, and they are even very energetic.

"Hold on tight," Sheng Yexing took a breath, a little excited, "I'm going to rush up."

He was practicing Lu Jianxing like a sandbag.

Lu Jianxing was quite obedient, lying on his back and pinching his ears comfortingly, "Slow down."

"Let's run there first." Sheng Ye raised his chin, indicating the platform in the middle of the long stone steps.

"Slowly." Lu Jianxing just said.

"Okay, I'll take it slowly. You hug my neck and tighten my legs a little bit," Sheng Yexing felt a little strange after saying these two sentences, his ears turned red, and he continued, "Don't move around."

Seeing that it was the first time for Xingchang to be carried on his back by a man other than his father at such an age, Lu was dumbfounded.

There is a sense of being treated with care.

well.

Think about what other words can express how you feel right now...

Satisfy!

He quietly hugged Sheng Yexing's neck, seeing the curious eyes from the people around him, nervous and shy.

But he was not too shy, he just lowered his head and leaned against Sheng Yexing's neck, trying hard to cool down the temperature on his cheeks.

The other panting girls were all looking at him.

Other elders who were out of breath were also looking at him.

Leaves, insects, birds, and white clouds are all looking at him.

But he let a boy who was only one year older than himself carry it on his back, and wanted to reach the top just by being lazy!

"Lu Bingpier," Sheng Yexing cleared his throat, "I'll tell you."

"what."

"We're not unlucky at all."

After being dazed for a while before he remembered what was going on, Lu Jianxing tightened his arms crossed at Sheng Yexing's collarbone, and let out a low "hmm".

Sheng Yexing ran up the long ladder of hundreds of steps in the ancient temple with Lu Jianxing on his back.

He wanted to stop halfway, but he didn't feel tired at all.

It is said to be a "weight-bearing run" for ordinary training, but it is different from the feeling of flying to the hospital with a high fever in the past.

totally different.

Climb the stone ladder to the top, and hold three sticks of incense in front of the hall.

Sheng Yexing pinched out the cigarette, he was a bit of a jerk and wanted to count three cigarettes, then looked at the little autistic boy next to him, and decided that he should be more sincere.

He bought a joss stick and folded it back, held one for himself, and gave another to Lu Jianxing, saying that it would be good to follow him to worship later, he said that this place is very spiritual, and he can make three New Year's wishes.

There are not many people on the stone steps, but the incense in front of the main hall is very strong.Everyone looked at the golden statue in the hall and bowed devoutly without talking to each other.

Seeing Sheng Yexing flicking a lighter from his pocket to light a joss stick, Lu Jianxing felt more like lighting a cigarette.

Sparks jumped, and the hostility in Sheng Yexing's eyebrows disappeared inexplicably, and he became more serious.

It is true that I want to be a little self-closing and get better and better.

It's true that I think I'm autistic.

"Boom—" Sheng Yexing lowered his voice and said to Lu Jianxing when the bell struck, "We can make a wish now."

The process of praying to gods and worshiping Buddha is undoubtedly novel to Lu Jianxing.

Autism is innate, mania is genetic plus incentives, and considering the degree of comparison, Lu Jianxing decided to let his sincerity bless Sheng Yexing this time.

I hope that Shengyexing will enter a stable period soon.

No fights, no self-harm.

Finished.

Thank you.

After Lu Jianxing finished reading silently, he bowed seriously.

His expression was close to indifference, standing in the corner of the hall and watching Sheng Yexing stand up, bowing his head to play with the small Buddha statue card given by the bell ringing monk, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.He touched the edge of the card with his fingertips around and around, and touched the front and back of the card more than 20 times before obediently withdrawing his hand.

No one could see that he also brought a sincere heart to promise another person.

Sheng Yexing has lived for 18 years, which is regarded as a rebellious body. He never thought that one day he would bring people to the temple to believe in these things.

Before leaving today, he called his aunt specially to consult, and the other party said that if you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you will not have it.

Seeing that Xingte finished worshiping on the road, Sheng Yexing asked him: "How many promises?"

Lu Jianxing made a comparison of "one".

"Three can be allowed." Sheng Yexing said.

Lu Jianxing didn't speak, and walked out without looking back, not knowing that he had to wait for someone.

He can't be too greedy, one is enough.

Coming out of the main hall, you still need to go down the stairs. Lu Jianxing went down the first step silently, bending over with his knees on his knees.

Sheng Yexing just shook off the ashes from the incense candles on his jacket, "Can't walk anymore?"

Lu Jianxing said, "Come."

"What are you doing?" Sheng Yexing asked.

carry you down.

Once for you, once for me, fair.

Lu Jianxing was afraid that the other party would not understand if he didn't make a sound, so he made a movement like stepping on a balance ball.

Sheng Yexing was silent for a second: "..."

"Come on." Lu Jianxing said.

"No, you know how much I weigh, so you dare to carry me? What if you break such a high ladder, let alone Tang Han, just Li Dingxi and the others..."

"Come."

Lu Jianxing, who only repeated this word, was very firm, "Try."

"..."

Hold.

You're welcome then.

"Okay, that's it." Sheng Yexing took a step forward and put his arm on the opponent's shoulder, "I won't clamp my legs up, just hang my back like this, if you want to fall, I can catch you."

Lu Jianxing suddenly trembled.

Because Sheng Yexing's breath was in his ears.

"Why are you shaking..."

Sheng Yexing moved closer to his ear like a hooligan, his lips almost touched the earlobe, deliberately lowered his voice and slowly hooked: "Is it too close?"

too close.

Sensitive as the road sees the stars, he was short of breath.

Sheng Yexing noticed his anomaly, and was about to say something more, when a tourist in the distance let out a piercing scream as if frightened by wild insects that came out of nowhere in the mountains.

Lu Jianxing trembled again, this time it was an uncontrollable physical tremor.

He was so sensitive to this sound that he was stunned.

"Damn, who hiccupped just now?"

Sheng Yexing tried to divert his attention, and cursed in a low voice in his ear: "Why is this louder than Li Dingxi who is full?"

Lu Jianxing paused for a few seconds without responding, and then laughed.

She smiles so damn nicely, like a flower.

Sheng Yexing secretly "cursed".

With a sigh of relief, Sheng Yexing hung his arms firmly around his neck.

"Come on. Are you sure you can pull it off?" he said.

The palm just happened to touch Lu Jianxing's Adam's apple, Sheng Yexing tensed up instantly, and felt the small bulge with warmth.

I still want to use my mouth.

Give it a kiss.

This is a place where there will be movement when Lu Jianxing speaks.

Sheng Yexing was heavier and stronger, but Lu Jianxing also had skinny muscles like a teenager, so it was no problem for him to walk downhill with a Sheng Ye on his shoulders.

He held Sheng Yexing's wrists in front of his chest with both hands, bent his body slightly, and after making sure that his "back" was steady, he took a trembling step to the next step.

"Awesome," Sheng Yexing lay beside his ear, speaking in a low voice as much as possible, "Seeing the stars on the road, awesome."

As soon as the male voice between green and mature came into my ears, it tickled Lu Jianxing's heart.

Crispy and fluffy.

This feeling of rapid heartbeat was too clear, and it made him feel curious and excited.

He shrank his neck, stretched his legs and took a firm step to the next step.

He looked like a soldier about to go to battle, with his most solid and reliable shield behind him.

Once in a lifetime, a thousand gold is not exchanged.

The little autistic is not a little autistic today, and the sweaty and muddy face doesn't match Xiaomei.

Today is a little brave.

When this summer is over, you will be very brave.

There was a thin layer of sweat on the back of Lu Jianxing's neck, which looked shiny in the sun.

He clenched his lower lip, and lifted Sheng Yexing up a little, which was about to slide down, and went down another step.

I can too.

I can too.

Me, I'm awesome!