prince don't want to drag

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, I was still folding... Dad and uncle made a bed beside me... Our custom here is called a night watch... They were sleeping very deeply, and they were all snoring... I went out of the room, When I passed the living room, the people who made the cloth were gone.Looking at the empty living room... I opened the door... and went out...

At the corner of the big iron gate, someone stopped me: "Yang Feng! Where are you going?"

I looked at him, it was Ran Ye. "I'm going out," I said.

"...I'll be with you," he said.The expression is very insistent.

A long time... I nodded.So, he came to my side, "the only one?" I asked.

"They all sleep upstairs." He said, his tone was very flat, and I couldn't hear anything.

The night was very dark...the road didn't even have any starlight...I was just walking by my instinct, suddenly I seemed to hit a stone, and then...Ran Ye took my hand...it was different from when I just touched my grandma Ran Ye's hand was... warm... So, for the first time, I didn't refuse... Let him lead me away...

Farther and farther away from home...the roads are getting more and more remote...from the main road to the small road...from the small road to the field ridge...

"If I don't stop you, are you going to walk this way alone?" Ran Ye's voice was low.

"En." I should.

After walking for a while, the ridge was slightly wider, but there were more bumps beside it... Ran Ye's hands were still warm, and...not wet...the same as when we just held hands...

"There are so many graves beside... Are you afraid?" I asked.

"Aren't you all scared?" He replied.

"I don't remember the exact location, I have to look for it," I said.

"……who?"

"My grandma..."

Gloomy... It's not enough to describe the feeling around... After another 5 minutes, I finally found my grandma's... The wind... It's very cold... There seems to be a rustling sound mixed with the wind...

I sat down in front of my grandma's grave casually, not caring whether the mud in the ground was wet or dry. Immediately afterwards, another figure beside me also sat down, and there was no... gap between my body...

"This is my grandmother." I said.

"kindness."

..."I'm tired, let me lean on your shoulder for a while." I said again.

"kindness."

So I leaned on Ran Ye's shoulder as a matter of course, he tilted his head slightly, and the scorching heat from his breath brushed my face...for a long time...a familiar temperature came from his lips...and this time, I did not refuse.Even... fierce response...

The holding hand turned into interlocking fingers, and inside the lips were the entangled tongues of each other... The dark night... the cold wind... the gloomy surroundings... but somewhere in the body... warm... …