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When Leng Feng arrived in Berlin, it was late at night in Lijin.

In the evening, Bie Dong had dinner at Si Fang's and helped him for a while, then he was driven back. Si Fang told him to rest well, and he would run his own inn as his little boss in the future. Don't meddle in the back kitchen. He said that the fourth brother would invite newcomers if he was too busy, and he would come over whenever he was hungry and wanted to eat.

Bie Dong returned to his home that had been vacant for almost a month. When he was alone, he realized that Lengfeng's studio was so empty. In order to get rid of the discomfort in his heart, he rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning right after he returned.

The upstairs and downstairs were simply mopped first, and then the sweeping robot was turned on. The tables, chairs and cabinets were wiped clean, even Lengfeng’s boxing sandbags were wiped, and the boxing gloves and hand-wrapped gauze were also neatly tied. Neatly, the sheets and quilts were changed again, I took another shower, and threw all the dirty clothes into the washing machine, and then I slowed down, and as soon as I slowed down, I felt that my heart began to sink a little bit.

He felt lonely, and this kind of loneliness reminded him of the night when he and Leng Feng returned from the long trip to buy new year's goods. He also felt a similar feeling, because he missed everything that had just ended, and felt even more lonely.

Bie Dong has experienced it before, and knows that this feeling of emptiness will eventually disappear, but at this moment, the unbearable feeling will not be weakened by rational analysis.

He carefully wiped the work of Leng Feng left in the studio. The white statue has been covered with a cloth, and no dust has fallen. Bie Dong wiped it and imagined what Leng Feng would look like when he made it. In fact, as long as he is willing to put it Taking it out for exhibition, Leng Feng wouldn't have to go to Berlin so much trouble, but Bie Dong understood why he didn't want to.

This statue is Bie Dong himself, his injuries, his secrets are the part that Leng Feng most wants to protect in his heart, how could he be made public and let others criticize him.

Bie Dong counted the time and wanted to wait until Leng Feng landed and talk to him before going to bed, but fell asleep on the bed unconsciously.

Thinking about things in my heart, I couldn't sleep well. I woke up in the middle of the night and turned on my phone. Sure enough, there was a message from Leng Feng: "Just arrived, it's raining heavily in Berlin, I miss you."

Don't wake up immediately, turn around and ask, "Is someone picking you up?"

"Yes, the staff at the station are in the car." Leng Feng's message came back quickly.

"That's good." After posting this sentence, Bie Dong suddenly didn't know what to say, usually he could talk about any boring topic for a long time, and with a distance, he suddenly felt that everything he said was a bit boring.

"Boss Xiaodong, congratulations." Leng Feng said, with a toothy smile on his face.

Bie Dong also laughed, the boss...he was not used to this address, knew that Leng Feng was joking with him, and said: "One person is half, you are also the boss."

"Who said that, I am the proprietress." Leng Feng unexpectedly said this.

Bie Dong was startled, then sat up with the phone in his hands, and laughed so hard that he was really a lunatic, so he deliberately turned around and said, "Well, yes, wife."

"Oh, it's messed up, call me husband!"

"How can there be a husband who claims to be the boss's wife?"

"...No matter, the owner of the inn is you, and I am the proprietress, but you have to call the proprietress your husband."

A certain scoundrel came up, and Bie Dong couldn't stop smiling, and said, "Okay, I'll introduce you to the guests later, this is the proprietress."

Leng Feng: "...All right."

At this point, Bie Dong's unspeakable viscous emotions, which had been stuffy for a whole day, really dissipated, and he was able to talk nonsense with Leng Feng again.

The two chatted for more than an hour, and Leng Feng said, "We've arrived at the station." He sent a picture taken through the glass.

"Well, then you go to work first."

"My wife, Xiangxiang, and I'll get out of the car."

Bie Dong suppressed a smile, and sent a short voice over. In the dark night, he made a clear and ambiguous "Bo" sound, and Leng Feng replied with a satisfied expression, "Go to bed, my wife, and I'll contact you again during the day."

"OK, good night."

Biedong couldn’t sleep a little bit, so he zoomed in on the photo sent by Leng Feng. It was raining heavily, and the picture was not clear through the car window. It looked like the suburbs, scattered in the fence. A house, and some unknown objects, maybe an installation art?Bie Dong has been with Leng Feng for a long time, and he has learned a lot of art categories through his ears and eyes, which are somewhat similar to these weird-looking things now.

He remembered that both Shao Qihua and Zhao Tang had said that this residence was very famous, so he searched on his mobile phone, and sure enough, a lot of information came out. Many top artists have come here to create works, and some artists who were originally unknown, are here. Classic masterpieces have been created here, and from here to a bigger stage.

It really is a good opportunity that is rarely encountered in a lifetime, don't think about it, luckily he pushed Leng Feng out.

Then I saw a detailed art circle gossip article about the art lovers who came out of this resident, because the resident adopts closed management, and most of the time they do not allow the use of mobile phones and the Internet, which encourages artists to immerse themselves in creation. Many exchange activities are held, which makes the artists who create in it more closely connected with each other, and many gods and couples have been born as a result.

That article listed them one by one. These couples include heterosexuals and homosexuals. Some fell in love at first sight in the resident, and some were happy lovers who eventually became husband and wife. There are also a few extremely bloody couples, because each has a partner, but met each other in the resident Afterwards, like the golden wind and the jade dew, they both betrayed their original partners. The article said that for the art circle, these are not deviant. After all, art is to release human nature, whether it is good, evil or promiscuous in human nature, " "Loyalty" is not a quality that artists care about. After all, their entire life is in the service of artistic creation.

After Bie Dong finished reading this article, the emotions that had been relieved just now became serious again. Although he had lived with an artist for so long, he didn't really understand this circle, nor did he know artists other than Leng Feng. Is that so?Love and parting are both such frivolous things, driven by the body's instincts, they call this returning to instinct and being true to themselves.

Bie Dong can't judge, maybe everyone has their own code of conduct, but he can't help thinking of Leng Feng.

What about Leng Feng, he will stay in this place for half a year, will he meet another person who has more in common with him and attracts him more? At that time, he will still feel that "loyalty" is an important thing ?

After thinking a lot in his mind, Bie Dong began to wonder if it was right for him to let Leng Feng go, maybe he would make a top artist but lose his lover, is it worth it?

Since the age of 13, Bie Dong has been "losing". He has long experienced the feeling of being unable to fight against fate. Regret, he believes that what is his own belongs to him after all, and he will never leave his lover because of external interference, and he will never miss it.

After all, the sharpness and determination in nature prevailed. He was a child who grew up in the snowy forest. He couldn't learn to be sticky and tender in his feelings. Just like the wind and snow in the north, he wanted everything to his heart's content. .

Thinking of this, the emotions that were pent up in his heart due to separation suddenly dissipated, Bie Dong knew that he could live a good life during the days of separation, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

When New Year’s Eve came, during the day, Biedong bought some decorations for the New Year on the street, pasted Spring Festival couplets on his inn, hung up red lanterns, and placed Fuwa in the yard and on the stairs of each floor. The entire inn They all look happy.

Now this inn has also officially changed its name. Bie Dong asked Leng Feng to think about it together, and finally decided to call it "Old Mountain", which was taken from Li Bai's "Return to the Old Mountain in Winter". Bie Dong liked this name very much, and put the name of the inn on the Internet. All the names have been changed, and a door plaque has been ordered, which will not be available until after a year.

There are not many things to take care of in the inn, which is nothing compared to the workload of Jiang Yuan's inn in the past. After finishing his affairs, Bie Dong went to Si Fang's place as usual.

This year, there is one less person celebrating the festival together. Gu Erzang came early, and Si Fang’s newly recruited cook boy, also a young man who came to live in Lijin from other places, named Xiao Tang, and the restaurant closed early at night. , the four of them gathered in front of the hot pot, and Si Fang brought out a case of beer and a few jars of local wine, preparing for everyone to stay drunk.

New Year’s Eve in the ancient city was still lively, Suiyuan Road was full of people running around, Bie Dong took a picture of the New Year’s Eve dinner table and sent it to Leng Feng, asking him, “Do you have any arrangements for your residence today?”

Leng Feng just went there, and now he can still use his mobile phone. It will be the morning of Berlin. When he came back, "It is said that there is a small event for Chinese artists. Besides me, there is also a Hong Kong painter and a German artist. I haven't even seen a Chinese photographer, I should see him at the event at night."

"Well," Bie Dong said, "That's kind of taking care of the Chinese. Knowing that the Spring Festival is a big festival, I didn't neglect you."

Leng Feng sent a row of laughing emojis, then a row of crying emojis, followed by dialing a video, staring at the screen and saying, "I don't want to be with them, I just want to be with you."

Don't laugh, looking at Leng Feng with stubble on his chin, completely unkempt.Thinking of the last Spring Festival, they walked aimlessly in Lijin’s once-in-50-year snowfall, and almost walked all over the entire ancient city. Small fireworks, and Leng Feng's cold kiss on his hair.

Bie Dong's mobile phone screen squeezed several big heads, Si Fang and Gu Erzang squeezed over to say hello to Leng Feng, Si Fang deliberately took a photo of a table of dishes with the camera, and said, "How about it, are you gluttonous? ?”

Leng Feng made a "grass" sound, and said, "I'm so hungry."

Si Fang said, "Then finish the work quickly and get out."

Bie Dong couldn't help talking to her boyfriend: "Fourth brother, this is not going to help someone paint and build a wardrobe. It can be done so quickly. Brother Feng has just arrived. Art creation needs inspiration..."

"Oh, I help you and you help him, little brat..." Si Fang scolded jokingly.

"Xiaodong, put your phone aside, so that I can chat with you while you eat." Leng Feng said.

Gu Erzang hurriedly found a selfie stick for Bie Dong, and put the phone on the table, while Leng Feng was still directing from the other side, "Go to the left, oh yes, get closer to my wife."

This night, Leng Feng was biting a dull cigarette, and he wailed in the video, ah this one wants to eat, that one also wants to eat, what kind of wine are you drinking?I want to drink too!Si Fang was so quarreled by him that he made a gesture to turn off the phone, which caused a louder wail from over there.

Si Fang said, "Why are you doing it like you're in jail? Did you treat you badly there?"

Leng Feng looked serious, "That's not true, the living conditions are quite good, but I miss you."

"I don't want you." Si Fang said.

"I don't miss you either." Gu Erzang said.

Only Bie Dong laughed silently, Leng Feng looked at him eagerly, "Honey, you don't miss me either?"

Bie Dong was confused, and said to the camera: "I miss you."

"It's enough if you think about it."

After drinking for three rounds, Si Fang passed out early as usual, Gu Erzang leaned on the sofa with him, the two talked to each other with words that only they understood, Leng Feng was still in the video, don't wear it Putting on the coat, he took the phone off the holder, and said to the person in the camera, "Come on, let's go for a walk."

This year he was alone, but Bie Dong didn't feel lonely. He walked along Suiyuan Road, talking to Leng Feng while showing him the bustling ancient city. One year passed, except for no snow, everything seemed to be peaceful. Unchanged.

He walked outside the ancient city, the excitement gradually left behind, the old man selling fireworks at the entrance of the city wall was still there, Bie Dong paid for a box, he forgot how to get on the wild road to the city wall, Leng Feng instructed him in the video, watch Then he climbed to the top of the empty city wall again on New Year's Eve.

Bie Dong put the fireworks on the ground and lit them, and then used his mobile phone to shine on himself and the flickering fireworks, his face flushed slightly after drinking, and his smile was brighter than the fireworks.

Although the person he likes is not around, Bie Dong feels that in the past year, he has gained a lot and has no regrets. "Brother Feng," he said while staring at his lover in the camera, "I have been very unlucky since I was a child, but I Knowing you, I..." He knelt down, and the fireworks rose into the sky behind him, and suddenly his heart was filled with longing: "I'm so lucky, and I miss you so much."

The author says:

How is this chapter thick and long?

I'm home, and I drove 1058 kilometers in one breath yesterday... My waist is almost broken, and the draft box is almost out of stock, but I want to rest (crying...