near and far

Both of them had something on their minds, and that night they were still sleeping in their respective quilts peacefully, Le Mingxin covered the quilt up to the neck, only showing his head, nestled in the pillow, as if poking his head out of a hole small animals.Le Mingxin thought he would recognize the bed, but He Chengan stretched out his hand to turn off the light, and after saying "good night" softly to him, he quickly fell asleep, sleeping soundly, wrapped in dreams Like living.

The next day the two went out separately, and Le Mingxin went to the cemetery where his parents were buried. It was a very good place, next to the mountainside, facing the ebb and flow of the sea.

He bought a bouquet of her mother's favorite pink peonies and put them in front of the grave. He also brought a recent photo of himself and pressed it under the flowers. Then he sat next to him and talked about it. From work to life, it always rained clothes some time ago. Don't talk about what you ate last night.

It was early Qingming, and there was almost no one in the cemetery. It was quiet and peaceful, and only the faint sound of waves could be heard.

After sitting for a long time, Le Mingxin stood up, patted his buttocks, and whispered, "Let's go, I'll see you next time."

When he returned to the hotel, He Chengan was not there. He walked around aimlessly by himself. He only came back once a year to the city he grew up in. Now it seems that there are more unfamiliar places than familiar ones.In the afternoon, he took a nap and stretched himself, just in time to see He Chengan push the door back.

Le Ming knew that he came back to see grandma, so he hurriedly asked, "Are you all right?"

"It's nothing," He Cheng'an said, "The old man is in good spirits. After staying in the hospital for two days, he went home arguing."

Le Mingxin got off the bed, pulled off his shoes, and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to take a nap? Or go out for a stroll?"

The sun is soft outside, and the bauhinia flowers are in full bloom, purple-red like a pink cloud, many petals have fallen on the ground, sprinkled all over the road, when the wind blows, a few pieces will be lifted up, fluttering and spinning again, it is an outing. good weather.

"I've eaten." He Chengan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and turned back with his pockets in his pocket, "Go out for a stroll."

They walked side by side on the road, first with their pockets in their pockets, elbows bumping elbows, and then they all pulled their hands out of their pockets at the same time, rubbing the backs of their hands.

After walking for a while, Le Ming patted his head and suggested, "Why don't you go to school to see."

As soon as he said the words, he regretted it. He Chengan probably didn't have many good memories in school.Who knew that He Chengan quickly agreed when he saw the corners of his mouth raised and lowered: "Okay."

The school was not far away, because it was the weekend, the school gate was closed, and the security guard dozed off in the security room, waking up several times before waking up.The two of them casually said that they came back to visit the teacher. Who knew that the security guard said that the teachers were not in the school on weekends and asked them to come back on Monday.

Le Ming was discouraged, kicked the stones on the road with his toes, and said, "Go back."

He Chengan thought for a while and said, "Here, let's climb over the wall and enter."

He used to be a professional skipping class, where he could climb over the wall, where the security guard couldn't see the camera and couldn't see his heart clearly, so he led Le Mingxin around the school wall for half a circle, and found a secluded place, where there happened to be a redbud tree. The wall can be borrowed, and there is an inconspicuous depression on the wall, which is just right for stepping on.

Le Mingxin smiled and said, "It's too powerful."

He Chengan felt a little embarrassed, touched his nose, and said lightly: "I used to crawl here when I was late."

He jumped lightly, grabbed the wall with both hands, kicked his feet, pulled the branches to use his strength to climb up the wall, and squatted on the top of the wall to guide Le Mingxin to climb up.Although Le Mingxin was not as proficient in business as he was, he still practiced sports, so he kicked up and stood on the wall while holding on to the branches.

He Chengan jumped down, landed firmly, stood below, raised his head and said to Le Mingxin: "Jump down, I will support you."

Le Mingxin was stunned for a moment, holding the branch of the redbud tree in his hand, and shaking it slightly, the redbud petals kept falling, like snow.He let go, squatted down and jumped down, knocking He Chengan back a few steps, with his hands firmly supporting his waist, the strength was reassuring.

It has been six or seven years since they left school, and many places have changed, but they are generally familiar.The two of them were the only ones walking on the quiet school road. Looking in through the barbed wire, there was no one on the playground. The banyan tree that had been cut down in half had sprouted. Although it was not tall, it was still green and verdant.

They even went to the classroom where the two were in the same class at that time. There were books stacked on the desks. Le Mingxin found the seat where he was sitting at the beginning based on his memory. When he sat down, he felt that it was much narrower than he remembered. He wanted to talk to He Chengan, but found that He Chengan was sitting not far behind, lazily looking at him with his chin resting on the desk.

He Chengan used to sit there before, but he had never looked back at him like this before.

"Can I have a look," Le Mingxin asked again, "That book."

He Chengan was taken aback by his question, and he paused for two seconds before reacting, and nodded: "Yes, I'll show you when I get back."

Le Mingxin was about to speak when footsteps came from the other end of the corridor. He stretched his neck and poked his head out of the window to look. It turned out that the security guard was walking over there with a bunch of keys. He quickly pulled He Chengan and lowered his head. The voice said: "Someone is coming, let's go."

Obviously they didn't do anything bad, but the two of them acted like thieves, poking their heads and sneaking out through the back door, running down the stairs all the way, and they couldn't stop panting when they got downstairs.Only then did Le Mingxin realize that the two were still holding hands, and was about to let go, but found that He Chengan was still holding him.

He praised He Cheng'an's beautiful hands more than once in his heart, even when he was painting or making pottery, his palms were broad and strong, his fingers were long and well-defined, and his palms were warm and dry.

The two of them kept silent about the hand they were holding, as if nothing happened, they just walked forward holding each other.

Le Mingxin almost left with the same hands and feet, all the senses of the whole body were concentrated on the palm of the hand, he secretly turned his head to look at He Chengan, and saw that although he was looking at the front without saying a word, the tips of his ears were slightly exposed red.

After wandering around for an afternoon, the sun was about to set. They passed by the locked botanical garden. He Chengan said, "Go in and have a look." He used to like to stay in this place, quiet and deserted, with a wide variety of flowers and trees growing luxuriantly , It is very comfortable to draw, and it is also very comfortable to lie on the ground in the grass.

It had to climb over the wall, and when it landed on the soft lawn, Yu Hui hit the shadow of the wall on it, dragging it for a long time.

He Cheng'an still remembers the first time he noticed Le Mingxin was here, Le Mingxin poked his head out of the wall to look at him, his eyes were round and stupid.

He first sat down, then put his hands on the back of his head, and lay down. The red clouds in the sky seemed to be overturned paint, and they were blurred piece by piece. No matter how people change, the scenery here has never changed. .

Le Mingxin also lay down next to him, the green grass scratched his skin and itched.

"You..." Le Mingxin tilted his head and asked in his ear, "Have you thought about it yet?"

He Cheng'an turned around, met Shang Le Ming's slightly apprehensive eyes, didn't speak, propped up a little, leaned over and kissed.It's a kissing method that gently rubs the lips and pecks gently.

The wind blows gently by my ears.

It was the right place, the right person, the right kiss, but it was too late.

Fortunately it was only late.