sunflower bird

There is a kind of bird that is born on high mountains and grows on the edge of cliffs. They are born to soar high in the sky, accompanied by the rising sun and clouds.

But one day, a strange bird appeared in the nest, it could not fly.The bird knew from birth that he was different.It has tasted all the bad emotions of despair, low self-esteem, sadness, and helplessness.It looked at its brothers and sisters, one by one full of wings, one by one far away from the small nest, watching them fly in the wind.

It thought: why am I a bird?

Until one day, it got up early in the morning and had just finished eating the food sent by its mother, before the sun rose and the clouds were not yet dyed red.It sat in its little nest, watching its mother swoop down, its wings in a beautiful arc.It stared blankly, it looked at the cliff full of clouds, at the sky before daylight.Suddenly, a terrifying idea popped up.The bird was shaking with excitement as it tried to calm its beating heart.

I am a bird, if I have never experienced flying until my death, then why bother to experience it.It thought so, and it did so. It moved its feet, and it clinged to the rough nest. It raised its head to the sky and let out a long cry. Breaking through the clouds and taking shape, it felt the gust of wind for the first time, the taste of clouds for the first time, and the pleasure of speed for the first time. The moment it landed, it didn't feel pain, and the clouds hugged it. It raised its head extremely slowly, only to realize that it had grown wings at some point.

hello i am a flightless bird

Qi Xi's pen drew a full stop on the last word. He carefully stuffed this greeting card into a black box, squeezed his sore fingers, and the spring breeze outside blown one of them away. He opened the window, opened the gauze curtain, and blew the drawing papers on the table with a faint smell of leaves. All of a sudden, the drawing papers flew up, like feathers flying in the air, and fell to every corner. Falling on the light cut off by the window, Qi Xi stood up and picked up the drawing papers one by one.

A person is repeatedly drawn on the drawing paper, but with different poses and locations. The strange thing is that some are well drawn, some are ugly, and some are mediocre.Only the color scheme looks good from beginning to end.

Qi Xi tidied up the drawing papers, and carefully put the stack of white papers in a wooden box in order. When his eyes fell on the person on the drawing papers, he suddenly became infinitely gentle, and the ends of his eyes turned into curved lines. From the bent angle, it looks like he is smiling.He covered the wooden box and looked out of the window. There was a huge tree in front of his window. It was already lush at this moment, with some depths and some shallows. It was climbing on the branches. Some birds had nested here, and they huddled sleepily. Together, leaning on each other, when he saw the bird, he thought of Lu Xiuyuan...

Lu Xiuyuan...

Lu Xiuyuan...

His thoughts reversed unknowingly, and he stopped on the day when the snow was falling... That was the first time he saw him in a real sense, and saw Lu Xiuyuan, whom he had liked for five whole years.

When he inquired about Lu Xiuyuan's residence, he felt apprehensive, excited, excited, hopeful, and fearful. He felt like a pervert, an idiot.He is not satisfied with just chatting with Lu Xiuyuan on the Internet.

He stood in front of the door and stretched out his finger, but he still didn't dare to ring the doorbell... He suddenly remembered how he recognized him.

All the changes began with the painting "The Pianist's Hand" he painted last year.When Lu Xiuyuan came to ask him the price of this painting at first, he didn't recognize him, because Qi Xi couldn't connect Lu Xiuyuan with the piano, and of course Qi Xi didn't sell him this painting.

And Lu Xiuyuan always came to ask every now and then, always those few words.Is this painting for sale now?It was also because of this painting that Qi Xi gradually noticed this person who immediately gave him likes and forwards every time he published a work.

Until one time, Qi Xi clicked on his Weibo for the first time.Weibo is very clean, only he is followed in the follow list, and all Weibo content is Qi Xi's paintings.He rowed to the bottom before stopping.In the last column lies a photo of Hanfu, which is hung on a hanger and placed alone on the white wall without any accompanying words.But it was because of this dress that Qi Xi recognized him.

Because it was the clothes that Qi Xi saw Lu Xiuyuan on TV for the first time, a clothes that had been cut torn.He still clearly remembered that when Lu Xiuyuan looked at the camera, his unwavering eyes were like a burning fire, calm and hot, just like the sun in Richu's impression.Through the cold screen, it penetrated into Qi Xi's heart.

He said: "You can tear down my stage and ruin my clothes, but father, you can't take away my dream."

Qi Xi first met Lu Xiuyuan through the screen.But Lu Xiuyuan suddenly disappeared when Qi Xi was 19 years old, disappeared on the stage, disappeared in the screen, without any news, as if this person never existed.And Qi Xi's painting can only stop at Lu Xiuyuan's smile on the stage during the final competition.

All the memories came to an abrupt end when he pressed the doorbell. His fingers were trembling. The sound of the doorbell seemed to be pulled out suddenly in a quiet night, which surprised him involuntarily. In this cold winter, his Actually sweating.

Waiting is a tormenting thing. Many scenes flashed through his mind, could it be Lu Xiuyuan who came to open the door?What should I say when the door opens?Will he recognize me?No, he must not recognize me, after all, I only chat with him online?Thoughts were flying in his mind without stopping for a moment.

At this moment the door opened, Qi Xi swallowed nervously, and the door opened slowly, but the person standing inside the door was not Lu Xiuyuan, but an old man over fifty wearing glasses and a suit and leather shoes.He looked Qi Xi up and down before saying: "You are?"

Qi Xi rummaged through the bag in a panic, found a stack of documents, and handed them up: "I'm here to apply." The old man didn't answer, but adjusted his glasses: "Come in."

Qi Xi put the documents back into his bag, followed him in, and walked a short distance.Instead of entering the villa, he turned a corner and went to the other side.Along the way, he had no leisure to observe the appearance of this courtyard, he was so nervous that he knew that the next one he saw would be Lu Xiuyuan.

The old man stopped, and Qi Xi also stopped. He raised his eyes, looked over the old man's body, and set his eyes on the person not far away.

The man was wearing an off-white turtleneck sweater, covered with a thick coat, with a thick blanket on his knees, holding a book with a light green cover in his hand, pinching it with his slender fingers One of the pages has yet to be turned.

"Master, the interviewer."

Lu Xiuyuan's eyelids moved, but he still looked at the book in his hand: "I told you, don't call me that." Then he moved his fingers, and turned the page with a "swipe".

Qi Xi's heart was about to jump out, and he looked at Lu Xiuyuan without blinking. He was as good-looking as on TV, his fair skin was dyed by the warm winter sun, and his long eyelashes left fine shadows, making him I thought of the ink butterfly painted by Qi Baishi.The bridge of the nose is smooth and soft, and the slightly closed lips have a redness that is different from other men.

The old man glanced at Qi Xi and coughed lightly.Qi Xi reacted all of a sudden, hurriedly took out a stack of things from the bag, handed it to the old man, and this time he took it.

Lu Xiuyuan just glanced at the information in the old man's hand, maybe he didn't even look at the name carefully, so he said coldly: "Let's go, I don't like it."

Qi Xi's heart tightened, and he looked at him blankly, his eyes met, he was stunned, he looked at those eyes, the eyes that were supposed to hold the sunrise, but unexpectedly... couldn't see the sun.The person in front of him was not like Lu Xiuyuan standing on the stage.

What the hell is going on?

Qi Xi wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. If he wanted to stay, he had to stay.

The old man nodded and raised his hand to let him go.Qi Xi didn't move, but stared at Lu Xiuyuan.

Seeing that he didn't move, the old man went forward to pull him, but he didn't expect that the man actually resisted and shook off his hand.

"I need this job." Qi Xi said, of course it was a lie, he couldn't tell the real reason, because at this moment he didn't have this position, nor did he have this identity.He just wanted to be closer to him.

While tugging, a few sheets of white paper were scattered in the opened bag, and they fluttered to land at Lu Xiuyuan's feet.The two are still in a stalemate, Qi Xi is like an uneducated hooligan, he just doesn't move his feet.

"Wait a minute." Lu Xiuyuan's cold voice sounded.His gaze fell on Qi Xi, without too much heat, it fell coolly on his shoulder, "You can draw." It was an affirmative tone.

Qi Xi was taken aback, did he recognize it?Then he glanced at the drawing paper at Lu Xiuyuan's feet, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."

"Just him." He closed the book and made a "snap", like a wooden hammer falling heavily in Qi Xi's heart, which settled his mind.

The old man didn't say anything else, and adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Do you know what to do?"

"I know, take care of him." Qi Xi said seriously, and when he was speaking, he couldn't help looking at Lu Xiuyuan, just in time to meet his glance, and all of a sudden, his eyes met again, Qi Xi even saw his pupils clearly The color is a little lighter than on TV.

The old man was at a loss for words, and he took out a booklet from nowhere, and was about to hand it to him.

I heard Lu Xiuyuan say calmly: "Don't look at this, you can go."

The old man stood where he was, and looked at Lu Xiuyuan worriedly.

"Let's go." The tone didn't fluctuate much, but the alienation in the tone could be heard

The old man moved his feet and finally left.

For a moment, there were only the two of them left in the backyard. The winter in the south is cold and wet, and it doesn't snow often. But this year, there was an unprecedented heavy snowfall. Because of this unprecedented event, Qi Xi remembered this first meeting whole life.Fortunately, the sun is still warm today, shining on the pure white snow, it did not bring the coldness of melting snow to Qi Xi. In other words, the moment he saw Lu Xiuyuan, his whole body was hot. People give people a cold feeling, but unexpectedly make Qi Xi feel warm, he wants to get close to him.

"Push over here." Lu Xiuyuan pointed to a nearby place, Qi Xi looked over, when his eyes fell on that place, his heart suddenly contracted, something grabbed his heart and squeezed it hard.

Not far away, under a bare tree, a wheelchair was quietly placed. Because it was in the corner and could not be illuminated, it was placed there quietly, and its whole body was dark and gloomy.

"Do you like the picture I drew for you?"

"Ah."

"It's a pity you didn't tell me the address, otherwise I can send it to you."

The other party didn't reply, and after waiting for a long time, Qi Xi sent another message.

"Have you been dancing lately?"

Qi Xi stared at the chat box until his eyes began to blur, only then did he see Lu Xiuyuan come back.

"I can't dance anymore."

"Dong Dong" was the sound of fingers tapping on the book. Qi Xi came back to his senses and looked at Lu Xiuyuan who was frowning slightly.Lu Xiuyuan was very white, and he felt that his whole body was light in color, his hair was light, and his eyebrows were also light, so that even frowning like this did not feel unfriendly at all.

Soon Qi Xi adjusted his mood, he smiled and said sorry, then bent down, he had completely forgotten the three words Lu Xiuyuan said "push over", so when he pushed Lu Xiuyuan When he hugged him, he didn't realize that something was wrong. It wasn't until Lu Xiuyuan's indifferent voice came from his arms that he realized something was wrong.

"what are you doing."

"Hold... hug you over there." Qi Xi froze in place, neither let it go nor let it go.

……

"How long do you want to hold me?" The person in his arms was obviously impatient, Qi Xi hurriedly walked towards the tree, Lu Xiuyuan was too light and very thin, as if Qi Xi could pinch him with just a little effort Broken.He carefully put him in the wheelchair.

"Go back to the house." Lu Xiuyuan said.

Qi Xi obediently pushed the wheelchair and walked on the soft snow, leaving a series of footprints and two long lines on it.He looked down at Lu Xiuyuan who was sitting in a wheelchair, those words flashed in his mind.

He can't jump.

It's not that I don't want to dance anymore, but I can't dance anymore.