sunset mountains

There were not many students in the school on Saturday, and the campus was very empty. Wei Chi took the thermos pot to the water room to make a pot of hot water, and Xiao Yanwei was still asleep when he came back.

Last night's sobbing that was so shallow that one could think it was an illusion occupied his mind all morning, so he didn't even know when Xiao Yanwei woke up and sat up.

"When will you go back?" Xiao Yanwei had just woken up, his voice was hoarse and nasal.

Wei Chi turned his head to look at him, thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the student's house in the morning."

"Yeah." Xiao Yan didn't nod his head, he didn't see him unpacking the milk box he brought back yesterday, picked up a box of milk and sat cross-legged on the bed and drank it slowly.

Wei Chi looked at him, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have lost a lot of weight overnight. It was obviously the same clothes, which seemed nothing to him yesterday, but when he looked at him again now, he felt that he was unbearably lenient.

Xiao Yanwei's fingers were slender, holding the milk box loosely, half of his wrist was exposed, his tendons were protruding, Wei Chi glanced at it, and quickly moved away.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Yanwei moistened his throat, and his voice became clear again.

His appearance was obviously the same as usual, but Wei Chi always felt that this kind of calm was abnormal because he could see him a little bit past.

"It's nothing." Wei Chi was originally sitting at the table, but now he stood up and took out the paper that was issued yesterday from the table, "I'll go to the student's house, will you go?"

Xiao Yanwei looked up at him, his unkempt hair was disheveled, "Go."

After he finished speaking, he drank the milk in a few gulps, squashed the carton and aimed it at the trash can. Wei Chi couldn't help smiling, "Is it possible to throw it in?"

Xiao Yanwei squinted one eye, snorted softly, and threw the paper box out, "What do you think?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the milk carton fell into the trash can without fail.

The trash can is the cheapest kind of green plastic material with many holes in the supermarket. Since there is nothing inside, Xiao Yanwei's "shooting" is a bit strong, and the trash can is bumped up on the ground, not very stable. After turning around a few times, he fell to the ground.

The two looked at each other, Xiao Yan didn't shrug his shoulders, and said innocently, "Go in."

"Well," Wei Chi bent down to help the trash can up, "it's in."

Jiang Shuo's home was still some distance away from the school. He rode a motorcycle for about 10 minutes. When the two arrived at the door, he was boiling Chinese medicine in the courtyard.

Jiang Shuo was overjoyed to see Wei Chilai, but because he had never seen Xiao Yanwei, he stood awkwardly in the courtyard and did not come over. He just repeated,

"Teacher, come in quickly."

Wei Chi took Xiao Yanwei in, "My friend."

It may be that Xiao Yanwei really has an extraordinary temperament, or it may be that there are not many people who can be called "my friend" by Wei Chi, so Jiang Shuo greeted in a panic, "You... hello."

Xiao Yan didn't nod, but looked over his shoulder, saw the Chinese medicine pot in the courtyard, and then turned his gaze back, "Jiang Shuo? Teacher Wei brought you the paper."

"Ah... yes," Jiang Shuo opened his mouth, looked at Xiao Yanwei and then at Wei Chi, and it took him a long time to realize, "Thank you teacher."

Wei Chi took out the test paper from his bag and handed it to him along with a few books, "When can I go back to school?"

Jiang Shuo took the paper, pursed his lips, and said softly, "I don't know yet."

Xiao Yan had already heard Wei Chi talk about the general situation on the way ahead, he looked at the unclean window in the distance, as if he could see the bedridden old man on the bed through a dark red curtain in the room .

But he didn't say anything. After Wei Chi explained to Jiang Shuo, the two left without staying.

Lao Yao took all the things that Xiao Yan didn't buy yesterday, and Wei Chi didn't bring anything, so the two of them rode lightly into the village.

The wind was already chilly, and the temperature was getting lower and lower every day. Xiao Yanwei hid behind Wei Chi, trying to block the biting cold wind.

Wei Chi slowed down, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Cold?"

Xiao Yan did not try to be brave, nodded, and touched Wei Chi's chin on the back, "It's too cold."

Wei Chi was also wearing a fleece sweater, and there was no way for him to take it off right now, so he had to ride a little slower, "Go back and ask Lao Yao to cook some warm food."

Xiao Yan didn't say anything, he just retracted his hands on the back seat into his sleeves, and adjusted his sitting posture.

Wei Chi thought he didn't hear it, and was about to repeat it again, when Xiao Yanwei cleared his throat, "Teacher Wei, can I go to your place to eat?"

Wei Chi lost his grip, and the motorcycle shook, Xiao Yanwei was so frightened that he grabbed his waist, "What are you doing!"

Wei Chi also cleared his throat, "It's okay."

In fact, there was something to do, but he didn't dare to say the words "Teacher Wei" that made Xiao Yanwei's mind flustered.

Because Xiao Yan wasn't afraid of the cold, Wei Chi rode very slowly, and it took the two of them more than an hour to reach the entrance of the village.

Wei Chi didn't stop at Xiao Yanwei's place, and brought him home directly.

The first thing he did when he got home was to take a padded jacket from the closet and hand it to Xiao Yanwei, "You didn't bring thick clothes, did you?"

Xiao Yanwei was also not polite to him, took it and put it on his body, "No, I don't think I can wear it."

Wei Chi's expression darkened for a moment, and he didn't answer.

Xiao Yanwei naturally didn't know that Wei Chi had been thinking for so long about what he said casually, and after getting dressed, he had a whim, "Will you go to the mountains?"

Wei Chi was thinking wildly, let him be so disturbed, he didn't realize it, but he subconsciously responded, "Let's go."

When he really realized it, he had already taken a coat that Xiao Yanwei handed him, and followed him to the gate of the courtyard.

The two locked the door and were about to walk up the mountain, when they saw Yao Dabao running out of the courtyard.

Yao Dabao ran so fast, turning his arms, that he didn't even see his favorite brother Wei Chi pass him by.

"Dabao!" Wei Chi shouted all over.

Yao Dabao paused, and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Wei Chi!"

Xiao Yan didn't walk slowly, Yao Dabao's eyes became sharp again, and he shouted with a smile: "Brother Xiao! You're wearing Brother Wei Chi's clothes again!"

Before Xiao Yan came to Yao Dabao, he squatted down and tugged at the braid on his head, "You are too lenient."

Wei Chi got together with them and rescued Yao Dabao from Xiao Yanwei's grasp, "Why are you going?"

"I'm looking for you guys!" Yao Dabao raised his head and smiled, "My grandpa has made chicken soup. I want you to go home for lunch."

He must have just been helping to light the fire at the stove, with some ashes rubbed on the tip of his nose, and his hands were not very clean. Wei Chi looked at him a few times, and rubbed him with his hand, "Why are you cooking chicken soup today?"

"Talk to make up for Brother Xiao." Yao Dabao raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "My grandpa said he was too weak. Yesterday he went to the market in Erma Ge's tricycle, and the wind made him cough."

Xiao Yanwei patted Yao Dabao on the forehead, "Don't talk nonsense."

Yao Dabao didn't realize that he used some inappropriate adjectives, with an innocent face, "Brother Xiao is really stupid, he didn't eat as much as I did in the morning."

Wei Chi frowned, "Why don't you go to the mountain?"

"Are you going up the mountain?" Yao Dabao's eyes lit up, and before he could say all he wanted to go, Wei Chi pulled his shoulders and twisted to the side, "We came back late at noon, you should eat more."

Yao Dabao still wanted to ask, but he always obeyed what Wei Chi said, so he could only nod when he heard the words, and ran home like a little whirlwind.

Xiao Yan didn't see Yao Dabao running away, "Why did you let him follow?"

In fact, Yao Dabao didn't mind following him, but Wei Chi didn't know what he was thinking, so he just sent him away.

He turned his face away and mumbled, "Children are too noisy", and led Xiao Yanwei up the mountain.

Xiao Yanwei raised his eyebrows from behind, feeling that some things seemed unnecessary to ask so clearly, so he didn't ask anything, and followed Wei Chi.

Before taking two steps, Wei Chi remembered something and stopped.

Xiao Yanwei followed him and stopped, "What's wrong?"

"Do you still have a camera?" Wei Chi looked into the distance, "The mountain looks different every day, maybe you can take some nice photos.

Xiao Yan didn't hear what he said, and became interested, "Then take it with you."

After a while, the two came to an idea, and then went to the place where Xiao Yan did not live. Wei Chi followed Xiao Yan to the gate, saw that the gate was still locked, and couldn't help asking, "You haven't found the key yet. Is it?"

"I found it," Xiao Yan didn't take off the lock, he pushed the door open and put the lock in the door hole familiarly, "I'm too lazy to lock it, I have to open it after it's locked."

It was the first time Wei Chi heard such nonsense, he couldn't think of how to answer it for a while, so he smiled and followed Xiao Yanwei into the house.

The quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks and peonies on Xiao Yanwei's big kang was covered with a gray quilt that he did not know where to get, and the camera was still placed on the other end.

Xiao Yanwei walked over and took the camera, and fiddled with it, "There is still a photo of you inside, do you want to see it?"

Wei Chi walked over to get the camera, but Xiao Yanwei dodged it.

Wei Chi was a little puzzled, but turned his head to look at Xiao Yanwei.

Xiao Yan didn't hold up the camera, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "Wei Chi, why didn't Dabao follow us to the mountain."

It was just after nine o'clock, and the sun was not strong in winter. There were no curtains in Xiao Yanwei's place, and the sunlight came in through the square panes, hitting Xiao Yanwei's side face just right.

His room is extremely simple, with a large kang occupying half of the area, and the paint finish of the cabinets is still intact, but the color has faded over the years, exuding a desolate and shabby atmosphere.

Although the limestone floor is cleaned, it always gives people a dusty, choking stale air.

Xiao Yanwei was wearing Wei Chi's washed clothes that were no longer brand new, and was holding a camera that was incompatible with this room. His broken hair and side face were dyed with the light golden sunlight in the morning.

Wei Chi suddenly realized that it wasn't that Xiao Yanwei couldn't see everything.

He looked at Xiao Yanwei fixedly, and said after a while, "Then I'll call him?"

Before Xiao Yan started to laugh again, when he smiled, the corners of his lips did not rise too much, but his eyes would be bent, like a shallow lake half full of water, which would be fascinated by the sunlight.

Wei Chi looked at him and smiled, and raised his hand to touch the corner of his eyes in a mysterious way.

Xiao Yanwei froze with a smile, lowered his eyes and glanced at Wei Chi's knuckles poked at the end of his eyes with his corner of the eye, without speaking or moving.

The two of them were in a stalemate. After a long while, Wei Chi moved his fingers, withdrew his hand in a panic, and changed the subject, "Let's go?"

Xiao Yan didn't look at him, didn't ask any more questions, Shi Shiran passed him and went out, "Let's go."

Because of Wei Chi's unclear, neither awkward nor embarrassing movements, the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit weird, and they didn't speak much along the way.

It was true that the atmosphere was wrong at the beginning, but after going up the mountain, Xiao Yanwei's aura changed all over his body.

Wei Chi thought of the last time Xiao Yan walked towards the edge of the cliff as if he hadn't convulsed, and his heart suddenly twisted, and he began to regret that he didn't take Xiao Yan up the mountain.

Xiao Yan didn't walk with his head depressed, he didn't say a word, occasionally stepped on the gravel, his feet wobbled a little, Wei Chi helped him, this was the whole communication between the two of them.

It wasn't until reaching the top of the mountain that Wei Chi pulled Xiao Yanwei's sleeve, "Stay farther away."

Xiao Yanwei was very close to that cliff, Wei Chi didn't dare to be distracted, and pulled Xiao Yanwei's sleeve towards him.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yanwei smiled. He pulled out his sleeves and looked narrowly at Wei Chi, but there was no sign of joking in his eyes.

Son, "Why are you so dishonest?"

Wei Chi tugged at him, and it was rare that he didn't refute, "Just treat me as dishonest, and I'll feel uncomfortable if I don't take advantage of it."

Xiao Yanwei smiled, "Aren't you allowed to take some photos?"

"Then you shoot here." Wei Chi stood in front of him, preventing him from going over the cliff.

Xiao Yan didn't look at him and said nothing, his jaw was tense, "Wei Chi, don't mind your own business."

No matter how sunny the sun is, the wind on the mountain is also cool. Xiao Yanwei's words, which were not very warm in the first place, were blown by the wind, and brought a cold temperature, which made Wei Chi feel a pain in his heart.

Wei Chi's expression also became serious, and he couldn't help but grab Xiao Yanwei's wrist and walked down the mountain. Xiao Yanwei staggered and followed him without struggling much.

The two walked to a flat area halfway up the mountain, and Wei Chi's unknown fire was only half extinguished. He let go of Xiao Yanwei, and said with a cold face, "I don't want to be nosy."

Xiao Yanwei chuckled lightly, "Then what are you doing?"

Wei Chi looked directly at him, and was rarely straightforward, "Xiao Yanwei, have you lived enough?"

The two were very close, so close that Xiao Yan couldn't see his short and hard eyelashes clearly. When he blinked, the eyelashes lifted up, revealing dark, resolute eyes.

For some reason, Xiao Yanwei didn't dare to look directly at such eyes, he turned his head, "It's not very interesting to live."

"Why not." Wei Chi pinched Xiao Yanwei's chin again on his own initiative, and turned his face to himself, forcing Xiao Yanwei to look at him.

Xiao Yanwei sneered, and transferred to the audition, "It's only been a while, how many times have you touched, can you still count them?"

Wei Chi didn't answer his words, Xiao Yanwei's smile slowly froze, and he returned to his expressionless face after a while.

The wind became more and more bitter, and the weather forecast said that a new round of cold wave was coming. Xiao Yanwei was wearing Wei Chi's clothes, and he felt cold when he went out, but now he became hot for no reason.

He looked down at the leaves blown by the residual wind, sometimes sticking to the ground, and sometimes lifted up, sighed, his voice was too soft to hear, "Wei Chi, leave me alone."

When he said this, he stood quietly, as if he didn't care that it wasn't him who walked towards the edge of the cliff just now.

Wei Chi was only silent for a while after hearing this, and then he said in a low voice, "No."

Xiao Yan didn't shake his head for a moment, and before he had time to react, Wei Chi took the camera from his hand and wrapped it around his hand leisurely.

The scenery on the mountain really changes every day. Some trees were still green last time, but now the leaves are all yellow.

Palm-sized yellow leaves swirled down all over the sky, and then drifted along the winding route and fell beside them. Xiao Yanwei stepped on them with a blank face.

Xiao Yanwei didn't take many photos these days, and Wei Chi found his own easily.

That day should also be at this time, but the temperature is higher and Wei Chi's hair is shorter.

"It's a good shot." Wei Chi commented.

Xiao Yanwei said without emotion, "People are good-looking."

Wei Chi took a photo of a mountain farther away with his camera, and pointed it to Xiao Yanwei, "That mountain is called Yaoshan, doesn't it sound pretty good?"

Xiao Yanwei looked into the distance and didn't answer.

"This mountain is called Sunset Mountain." Wei Chi put away his camera without looking at Xiao Yanwei, "I think the name is okay."

Xiao Yan didn't stand beside Wei Chi, he could only see his smooth side face, a little tight jaw, he licked his lips, his voice was a little dry, "Wei Chi, what exactly do you want to say?"

Wei Chi looked away, turned to look at Xiao Yanwei, "Make a bet with me."

"What are you betting on?" Xiao Yanwei asked.

"Just bet if I can pull you back."

Xiao Yanwei blinked, his heartbeat was still steady, but his eye sockets felt hot for no reason, "Why are you pulling?"

Wei Chi's clothes were a bit too big for Xiao Yanwei, most of the backs of his hands were covered by the cuffs, so Wei Chi couldn't see anything.

He pinched Xiao Yanwei's cuff, slowly rolled up his sleeve for him, and then touched Xiao Yanwei's fingertips, "Xiao Yanwei, will you fall in love with me?"

The clouds in the distance were swept by the wind, and suddenly became less quiet, making people's eyes hurt from the noise.

Xiao Yan didn't look away, his voice choked up when he spoke again, "Wei Chi, are you sick?"