one acre flower field

Yuan Jin has been in good spirits recently.

In fact, I can't see it. He was in good spirits when he was sick, but he slept a little longer, spoke in a lower voice, and was tired after walking a long way. All public and private vehicles, shaking and The bumps are not within his acceptable range.

But recently, he accompanied me to the distant mountains to see Fenghai.

I look at the maple forests all over the mountain, the small path splashed with red leaves, stepping on the slight broken sound of fallen leaves, walking up the mountain road, palm-sized leaves hang down and fall on my shoulders, and the red leaves are full of small buckles. In the courtyard I used to live in Huanxi's family.

Red leaves begin to love each other.

Yuan Jin said: "Look, everything is getting better."

When I stood thousands of miles away at Yuelao Temple, I still thought so.The beauties and couples who come and go, the beautiful scenery of the good days passing slowly under the acacia tree, should come with Yuan Jin in the future.

Ten years ago, I lost Yuan Jin's thoughts of lying down and listening to the cockcrow, and later it became a gap between us that could never be made up.

I chose a sunny day, came here alone, prayed to the gods, prayed for a red thread, and there was another autumn rain on the way home.

Everything is getting better.

I opened the door and heard indistinct conversation.

The door was ajar, and when I came in, the old cat was pacing carelessly out of the room. It half-closed its green eyes, glanced at me lazily, and then walked away as if nothing had happened.It jumped onto the off-white sofa in two or three steps, stepped on the sofa twice, and finally coiled into a black circle, and fell into a deep sleep.

Someone was talking in the room, and I couldn't hear it clearly when the door was closed, but it became clear when I opened it. I sat on the sofa and slowly stroked the soft fur of the old cat.It was probably a little disturbed, turned over, and made a slight to soft "snoring" sound that is unique to cats and Yuan Jin, and rested its head on my hand, but did not open its eyes.

In my hand is a warm life.

When I heard Chen Yang's voice, he was rarely foolish. He said, "You are already immune to the life instrument, when are you going to tell him?"

Yuan Jin was silent for a while, and answered the irrelevant question: "How long has it been since you broke up with your last girlfriend?"

There was the screeching sound of heavy objects sliding across the ground in the room. After the noise, Chen Yang let out a "huh" and said, "Don't try to find experience from me. I'm just playing for fun. If you love me, I will do it. No one will care if you break up." Unfortunately, you are different."

Yuan Jin thought about it for a while.The window was not closed tightly, it was raining heavily outside, and the wind was also strong, the voice came out intermittently, he said: "It's not necessarily different, he also... only started after he knew it... because of guilt, he said to me It’s good these years... Auntie has hired so many people, I think He Sui is not bad, and that child is also well-behaved, you can tell Auntie in the future, I..."

Chen Yang coughed and interrupted him: "Hey, hey, I've come all the way here so you can see some hard work, I've also chased a little bird of prey before, so it's pretty good for him, right? Why don't you recommend me to Auntie!"

When they walked out with a smile, I was sitting on the sofa, and I looked into Yuan Jin's eyes.He came out of the shadows, his pale eyes were stained, and they were heavier than the darkness.

We stared at each other for a long time, Chen Yang had already left at some point, the door was locked, the cat fell off me, and returned to its nest.

"When did it start?" I asked Yuan Jin.

He probably didn't expect that I would come back so early, he raised his head a little bluntly, looked at me and asked, "What?"

What am I asking?

When did the condition start to deteriorate?When did you start learning to lie?When did you start to feel like I was just guilty?

I can't tell myself.

If you can't explain it clearly, let's not talk about it.

I stood up and moved my joints twice, but my bones still made a stiff "creak" sound when I walked.I learned what Yuan Jin had taught me, and put the newly bought flowers into the flower mud.He just stood there watching, without asking any questions.After I finished planting the flowers, I went to the dining room to clean up the refrigerator. He followed me into the dining room, occasionally helping me when I was arranging the vegetables and fruits.

I heard a muffled "bang" behind me, the sound of the refrigerator door closing.The cool air swept away, but spring was out of reach, and his footsteps followed me in.

Yuan Jin helplessly called out: "Little bird of prey."

When he spoke, his voice was a little moist, and I seemed to have been sprinkled all over by autumn rain.I put down the half-folded clothes and lowered my head to unbutton them. He was startled, and quickly turned around to look for the remote control of the air conditioner to adjust the temperature to the right level.

However, I am not cold, the unknown fire in my heart has entered the zero-degree air ahead of time, and I am just in a trance between hot and cold.

Yuan Jin closed the door, seeing that I had only taken off the last shirt, and continued to unbutton it.He swooped over with the blanket wrapped around me, I shuddered, barely managed to free half of my head from the blanket, I heard him sigh behind me, his forehead rested on my hair, The brain is the most advanced part of the nervous system, but when we posted together, I couldn't figure out what was going on in his head.

Yuan Jin said: "It's hotter in the room before unwinding, you want to show me something"

You see, I was thinking, and he knew it.

I struggled in his arms for a while, but he didn't use much strength, and soon I escaped.I looked at him indifferently, and unbuttoned it to my chest, where the heart was, with some blood stains on it, was his name.

He froze, staring at it closely.

It was rare for Yuan Jin to lose his mind, so I smiled with satisfaction, rubbed my eyes with my cuff, and the cuff immediately got wet, I ignored it, and fell back into the gentle village circled by Yuan Jin with the blanket, my body was finally warm.

It's finally warm.

I reached out to reach my pocket again, and the soft heat was blown away. When my fingertips touched the rare color, Yuan Jin finally came back to his senses, and he patted the back of my hand, feeling a bit annoyed : "What are you doing again? Just cover the heat."

I showed a piece of concentric knot on my wrist, waved it brightly in front of his eyes, and said to him: "I heard that Yuelao's red thread is tied to Sansheng III. When I was in Yuelao Temple this morning, I I was just thinking, if I go to the temple to ask for one in every life, will we be together for life after life?"

I tapped his wrist with my chin, "Come here, I'll tie it on for you."

He stopped talking, and obediently put his wrist by my hand, watching the red rope flipping between my fingers in silence, and finally it became a forever knot.

I looked into his eyes, and if he knew it, he immediately turned to him, and the moment he blinked, tears fell.

The writer used pear blossoms with rain to describe a beauty crying. I approached him and poked out a little tip of my tongue to touch the coldness rolling down his face.

The term pear blossoms with rain is still too thin for him.

Tears are salty, weakly acidic liquid synthesized by inorganic salt, protein and lysozyme, slipping from the blue sea and blue sky in his eyes, leaving a dry water stain, broken chemical elements, and hopeless enthusiasm.

I smiled and said, "You are crying."

He interlocked my fingers with red strings, and gave me a weary hug. He also smiled, raised the corners of his eyes, and said with some self-mockery: "If the teacher knows, he must be very proud."

Bionics shouldn't be able to cry. In terms of Professor Lin's scientific career, this is an unprecedented miracle.

Yuan Jin has always been an exception.

I hugged him even tighter, feeling terrified in my heart, I had to do something to make him settle down.

I'm playing with impermanence in mythology.

I am not Kuafu, but I am trying to chase the sun in the bottomless darkness.

Yuan Jin suddenly said: "I regret it. Whether I live or die, I think you only love me."

I agree with him: "I will only love one person."

I think of a low red flower I saw in the crevice of the stone in the ancestral hall this morning. It was small, and the petals were almost transparent, half withered and half bright.

Life should be encouraged to survive in solitude.

However, unlike all things, I have only ever slept in the spring and warm sun.Even the sages said that "it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality", the inertia and inertia of human nature.

By now, I'll just wilt away.