My cat turned my partner into my bed

The trip was fairly smooth. After landing, the team set off for the mountainous area. Jing Yuan took a nap in the car and woke up from the turbulence.The days are short and the nights are long in winter. He looked out the window and saw the deep forest, the lights on the mountainside flickering, and the sky seemed to be covered with a layer of plastic wrap, showing a bright dark blue.On the side of the road, I saw plowed fields, cut into square pieces, probably because the sky was not clear, and I always felt that the soil was cool when I looked at it.

This kind of public welfare trip has been done, and I have been to the north of Mohe, the sandy land, etc., but every place is a completely different experience.The road into the mountain was only half built, and the road behind was very difficult. When getting off the car, Jingyuan felt his bones were shaking, but the air was refreshing. They walked for a while and came near the only elementary school in the area.

The dawn was so ignorant, as if it happened just a second ago, Bashu was so gloomy and humid, and the sun only escaped a few inches from behind the clouds.Jing Yuan took a few photos, but thinking that Wei Cheng was still soundly asleep, he held back and didn't post.

The principal led a child to pick up a group of people at the door. Jing Yuan said hello. Seeing the child dodge back, he squatted down to be at eye level with him, and said with a smile, "How are you?"

However, the child grabbed the hem of the principal's clothes, gave him a gouged look with obvious hostility, then showed timidity, turned his head and ran away quickly.

The principal hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, he's a little shy..."

Jing Yuan smiled, "It's okay."

The other party breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, the principal is not confident about receiving celebrities. Some people who live here have never been out of the mountains a few times in their lives, let alone meeting such big figures from another world.However, this boy was not only younger than he imagined, but also much more stable. His shoes were covered with mud and he didn't even frown. He wrapped his coat casually and followed behind him, listening carefully to every word.

The recording process is similar to others. The description of the situation and the actual shooting of the environment are like peeling an onion, layer by layer, without any details.The purpose of public welfare is not to use those wicks to choke people's noses. Jingyuan thinks that is too hypocritical, and it is too easy to be forgotten again. Repairing roads, renovating school buildings, etc., will be considered a worthwhile trip if it is implemented in practice.

What is commendable is sincerity.

Jing Yuan was extremely devoted to his work, and he also gave a music class to the graduate students in place of the teacher.For him, this can be said to be within his reach, and the constraints can be easily broken through. He can compose a ditty by putting the picked leaves in his mouth. There are so many bamboos in the Shu area, and a piece of bamboo can be cut off to make a natural flute.

He was very popular among that group of students, Jingyuan looked over from the smiling faces, and saw the thin boy, his eyes were bright when he opened his mouth and sang, and he quickly cooled down when he saw him.

Jing Yuan was surprised and couldn't help paying more attention.When it was lunch time, they and the principal were in the small cafeteria, eating with all the teachers and students in the school. When Jing Yuan took the spoon, he happened to meet the other party's probing eyes.

The boy stood up and walked out. Jing Yuan chased after him with a food box. The cameraman made a gesture to follow, but he stopped him by gesturing.

There was no way for the boy to avoid him, and he sat down on the steps of the side door as if venting his anger. Jingyuan smiled, stood a little distance from him, and sat down directly.

Jing Yuan asked softly: "If it's convenient, can you tell me your name?"

The boy bit his lower lip, his eyes were black and white, big and set in that face, making him appear thinner.

Jing Yuan hit it off and took the initiative to mention, "You like singing very much, don't you?" Seeing the boy suddenly look up at him, Jing Yuan smiled, "I don't think I guessed wrong? You opened your voice and eyes It’s all light, it’s so shiny and beautiful.”

The boy blushed, but as if he had been slandered, he said bluntly, "So what?" He looked at Jing Yuan's coat, shoes, and the delicate bracelet on his wrist, and said, "I know you. You are ...Singer—that's why you come here, stay for a day or two and leave—We, we are like gorillas in a cage! What's the use of your casual kindness? ?!"

He seemed to want to say more, but his throat choked, and he couldn't say anything.The boy was very emotional and shrugged his shoulders, but he didn't cry. Jingyuan wanted to put his shoulders on his shoulders, but after thinking about it, he still stopped, and said kindly:

"If I offended you in any way by what I did, I apologize - I'm sorry."

The boy didn't expect that he would apologize to himself so quickly - obviously he didn't even know what he did wrong, obviously there was nothing wrong with him - this person was very different from the ones he had seen on TV, he was just like... It's like having no temper.

"You are all like this," the boy's grievances rushed to his heart like a switch was pressed:

"They came and went one by one... Teacher Jiang is, Teacher Tan is, and the year before last, the year before last, I even forgot their surnames-what's the use of liking singing, what's the use of singing well I still can’t get out, and they left without looking back. No one has ever thought of dragging me... I want to be on stage too! I want more people to hear my voice!!!”

Jing Yuan covered the food, and when he finished venting, he panted uncontrollably, and suddenly said: "Do you still think about it now?"

The boy was startled, raised his eyelids, and looked at him.Jingyuan's gaze remained calm.

His lips moved, "—think."

"That's right," Jing Yuan smiled, "Perhaps it is because you have never given up that we are able to sit here today and have such a conversation."

The boy looked at him incredulously.

Jing Yuan felt that his legs were a little sore, so he stretched them straight. The three steps had a slight slope. When he stretched out like this, his toes touched the concrete floor of the playground.

Looking around, the faded red flag is fluttering slightly. The school playground is indeed only the size of a palm. Occasionally, when the younger students here are playing eagles and catching chickens, the older children crowd around the side to skip rope and hula hoop. One class, the physical activities that can be carried out are really limited.The teaching building is short and the lighting is not good. It is painted in a peeling earth color. At the height of the third floor, there is a feed factory phone number written in paint. It seems that every time it is erased, new graffiti will be born soon.

Jing Yuan pointed to the psoriasis, "Can you bear this kind of thing?"

The boy glanced sideways and shook his head in disgust.

"There will be no more soon," Jing Yuan told him, "All the roads in and out of Dashan will be built, and a brand new elementary school will be built on the current school site. Although you will graduate soon, With this way out, going to school will be much more convenient in the future.”

The boy's dark eyes finally flickered again, "Really? My mother said that it's dangerous to go out of the mountains, and it's far away from middle school. My grades are enough, but she only allows me to help at home. For example, if I can cultivate—"

Jing Yuan smiled and touched his head, "Trust me, it will get better and better in the future. Go study."

The little boy was so happy that he was incoherent.But Jing Yuan thought about it, but seriously said to him:

"I'm sorry that your teachers have to leave you for various reasons, just like my trip is only a short two days. In your heart, you must have thought...why some people There are all of them, and even if you want to catch a little bit, you have to do your best." He sighed, in fact, it was a bit unreasonable to tell a teenage child these things, but facing such a precocious boy, If he didn’t say it, it would violate his original intention of doing these things, “But I have to tell you, people in this world have their own joys and sorrows. From this perspective, no one has the obligation to give to others for free .If one day you get a unexpected favor, it must be worth it, otherwise it will not last long.

"People's emotions are not the same. But if you are willing to admit that what I said is true, then you can more or less feel my difficulty. This kind of empathy comes from our respective The joy and pain of each other,” Jing Yuan said, “To be able to sit together in peace and harmony is a resonance at the soul level.”

It took the boy a while to digest the words.

Seeing the gloomy Cangshan Mountain in the distance, the sun rising at noon, and the floating fog in the forest with uneven thickness, it can be regarded as the four words of bright candle Tiannan.Jingyuan was determined in his heart, stretched his waist, and saw that the emotion in the child's pupils was no longer so strong, showing a clear texture like amber, shining brightly, even though he was a little malnourished and thin, he still smiled extraordinarily lively.

The boy cleared his throat and said embarrassingly, "That...my name is Wei Yang, the seedling's seedling."

"Ah?" This time it was rare for Jing Yuan to be wrong, and he thought it was really a coincidence.

Wei Yang thought he didn't hear clearly, took Jing Yuan's hand and wrote down his name stroke by stroke, and said: "Remember, big brother. I will work hard——for myself. One day, I can go out again, can you still teach me to sing?"

"it is good."

"...Thank you, brother," he added, extremely embarrassed, "you are very good at talking. I have never heard of these reasons."

Jing Yuan patted his hand, motioned for himself to take it, and said with a smile: "How could I be so transparent--it was told to me by another person. The tone of his speech at that time--really made me think that Feixue The ice in the ground can melt..."

It was a show they went to the orphanage. Facing the born deaf-mute, the talented singer in music can feel the empty pain better than any audience of any status.

Jing Yuan grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth. He came to "Aurora" and just started his real life.In order to earn exposure, five people went to the pheasant event to stand on the stage, and the big hit queen also got a glimpse of the grotesque chaos.

Naturally, he is also in pain, just like knowing the back of the moon, he is deeply troubled by the suffering that others are going through and he can't do anything about it, but even the pain, in the eyes of people who are running for fame and fortune, is a hypocrisy.

He will always remember these words that Wei Cheng came to him that day.Wei Cheng said that he is very good and worthy of all this, and Jing Yuan is good, and in the future he will give to those who are also worthy.

He is so sincere, fiery, yet selfless and pure, the "that person" in his mouth sounds like it has nothing to do with Wei Cheng.

Later, Jing Yuan started to do public welfare. He brought light to others, of course it was just passing on. He would not be so stupid as to burn himself and waste his efforts on unworthy personnel.

And he also wanted to tell Wei Cheng that Wei Cheng himself is light.strong.Kind.Let Jingyuan respect and admire him who is dressed in stars after tumbling, but also wants to travel through time and space countless times to embrace the one who practiced hard in the corner where the camera couldn't reach, played and sang on the street holding the guitar, and even more A long time ago, after losing his parents, the little boy was afraid to even take a private car.

Jing Yuan raised the corner of his mouth.

It's just that his sentiments are a bit unsuitable for children. Seeing Wei Yang's ignorance, he thought to himself, Brother Xiaocheng, I can pick a cheap brother for you, gently pushed the dazed child, and said, "Hurry up and eat!" , the dishes are all cold."

Yangchang mountain road twists and turns.

Jing Yuan felt that he had been away from Wei Cheng for almost a century.

The first day of filming will not officially end until after dinner.

In the evening, we ate at Wei Yang's house, the road was rugged and steep, and Jing Yuan felt his heart skip a beat when he crossed the cliff. Open the mountain wall thousands of feet.

On the way, Jingyuan looked back, and saw the ups and downs of lights on the mountain, dotted like fireflies.Although faint, enough to illuminate the night.

They ate firewood rice at night, Jing Yuan didn't put on airs with strangers when it came to doing things with hands, volunteered to light the fire, choked his face, was mercilessly ridiculed by the little tail Wei Yang, washed his face with cold water, and rubbed his face. Started up the hill.

The conditions in the mountains were difficult, and the signal of his mobile phone was basically useless as soon as he bumped into it. Before he could report his safety in the future, Jing Yuan exhaled, holding his mobile phone high, walking around, and finally received a weak feedback.

[Wei Cheng: Thinking about you makes my head go bald

Wei Cheng: Did you really buy anti-hair loss shampoo?Is it useful, I will also order a box? ]

Jing Yuan:? [Stunned.jpg]

I've only been walking for a long time, so you think I'm starting to lose your hair!No bro, are you an idol? !

Unwillingly, he shook the phone, as if it had been soaked in water, and he guessed that the information was not fully received because of the poor internet connection, but because of the imaginary "Brother Xiaocheng combed his hair in front of the mirror while combing his hair, Picking the strands of hair that fell from the sweater, as desolate as a mother in candlelight" The picture is too vivid, typing and asking:

Kyunghara: What happened to your hair?

At the same time, the Shanghai stock market.

Wei Cheng, who angrily cleaned up all the bowls by himself, was bathing Ju Ritian—even though Ritian was already a spirited beast, the power of water was still not to be underestimated—he heard the vibration of the mobile phone Yin, seeing that it was Jing Yuan's message, he prepared to reply without even caring about the foam on his hands.

The interface displays as follows:

[Wei Cheng: Well, Xiao Yuan, have you read Weibo?

Wei Cheng: Just kidding... I mean, because of this, Sister Fang half-truthfully complained to me about Yali Shanda recently for public relations, saying that she, uh, what?

Wei Cheng: Thinking about you makes my head go bald

Wei Cheng: Did you really buy anti-hair loss shampoo?Is it useful, I will also order a box?

Kyunghara: What happened to your hair? ]

Answer, the answer is irrelevant, this is it!

Wasn't his main purpose telling Jing Yuan to listen to that song?How come the donkey's lips don't match the horse's mouth... Could it be that it sounds ugly?No, no, he dares!So could it be - shame, shame?

All right, let him do nothing.

[Wei Cheng: Huh?I don't have much, I said Sister Fang.It's really hard work. I don't think the skin care products given on New Year's Day are a bit too meager. I want to send them off before the New Year. I'm just joking about the shampoo. I'll wait for you to come back and add up?

Jing Yuan: Yes.I didn't see the previous one

Wei Cheng: I think so too==

Wei Cheng: How is it?Are you still used to it?Did you have dinner? ]

Seeing the other party's concerned words, Jing Yuan put the phone on his heart and smiled.

[Jing Yuan: I ate it, the hospitality of a local family

Jingyuan: This family also has an orange cat, which is much slimmer than Xiaoju and can really catch mice, so it was nicknamed "Sheriff"

Jing Yuan: The food here is heavy in oil and salt, but it is very authentic. The ingredients are provided by the house. It is said that the chicken is run around in the mountains, and it is caught when it is ready to eat.

Jing Yuan: The quality of the meat is also good, tender but not greasy, it's a pity that I can't take it back for you to taste]

He typed very fast, but the net scum was like rotten tofu, so he had to walk around to warm his body while waiting for the loading bar on the left side of the dialog box to spin like a windmill, and at least it was sent.

However, the effect presented before Wei Cheng's eyes was horrifying:

[Jing Yuan: I ate it, the hospitality of a local family

Jingyuan: This family also has an orange cat, which is much slimmer than Xiaoju and can really catch mice, so it was nicknamed "Sheriff"

Jing Yuan: The quality of the meat is also good, tender but not greasy, it's a pity that I can't take it back for you to taste]

Stop it what did you do to someone's cat? ? ? ! ! !

It's impossible to think about it, and isn't the cat meat sour? Waiting for him to spread to this point in front of his master who weighs eleven catties is really horrible. At the same time, he wondered what was missing a key point to make the topic so paradoxical.

And Ju Ritian, half-dead soaked in the bathtub, vomited his soul, leaned over to look at it, and screamed, "Jing Yuan, you are killing a cat!"

"Don't make trouble!" Wei Cheng said angrily, his hair was splashed with water, he put the phone away, first wiped Ju Ritian's body, and turned on the hair dryer to dry its soft fur.

[Jing Yuan: That kid is quite talented, his surname is also Wei, and he is going to junior high school

Jing Yuan: The key to leaving after giving birth is, of course, the key is to stay in the mountains. People cannot be kept. It is also a national policy to stay for a year and transfer to other jobs]

? ? ? ? ?Wait, wait, let's talk about the legal news!Whose child is so precocious! !

Ju Ritian tilted his head, making suggestions: "I think you should make a phone call."

Wei Chengsheng was afraid that Jing Yuan would tell him something strange again, so he nodded and opened the address book.

Facts have proved that the effect of calling is better than chatting on WeChat. There is no other shortcoming except for the constant rustling noise in the ear. Jingyuan answered quickly and said "Hello".

"Which child can still have children?" Come on, this is not ABO or Shengziwen!

Jing Yuan "..." said helplessly, "My God... is this net a black hole!"

He explained clearly in a few words that Wei Yang's talent and interest had inspired his teacher before how to leave his job.

I went, Wei Cheng laughed at the other end, and said: "So what did you eat just now? The net is not a black hole, but my brain is. I thought you ate cat meat."

"Dinner, is it chicken? By the way, brother Xiaocheng, have you seen the big white goose—"

The two chatted back and forth, from the camera buddy who was kicked out ten miles away by the goose, to the director of the public relations department of the studio who was ordered to work overtime when he was in danger. Jing Yuan was about to ask why, when Wei Cheng smoked He breathed out shallowly, his voice was so close at hand, it made Jingyuan's ears itch.

"Flight tomorrow morning, right?"

"Yes," Jing Yuan could feel the subtle emotions floating on the verge of triggering, and replied, "I will rush back without stopping."

Wei Cheng said a little seriously, "It's okay, safety comes first."

"--it is good."

In fact, Wei Cheng still wanted to mention the video, and he tried to speak many times, but he was so embarrassed that he held the phone so hot, "Then...then did you—forget it," he said long He let out his breath and said softly, "Xiao Yuan, go to bed early."

Jing Yuan answered without thinking, "Yeah." I felt like a bewildered 17-year-old stunned young man.

After he hung up the phone, he looked up and saw the river of light shining brightly, the heart of the sky and the moon were round, and despite the howling wind, his heart was burning.The mountains are connected with ink, and the jackdaws live on the branches, but since there are fireworks, the fusion of each other is like the harmonious elements of a cake. Smell or taste, it is so sweet that it is full of honey.

He called up the camera and took a picture. Although he was not very satisfied, his joy surpassed any reason.

Jing Yuan: [Image]

Jing Yuan: The moon is so beautiful

Wei Cheng: [picture]

Wei Cheng: Me too

Wei Cheng: Xiao Yuan... remember to read Weibo.

Wei Cheng: Don't talk about it, I went to play with Ritian!

Jingyuan's heart beat faster and faster.He seemed to be a candidate who was about to hand in a blank paper, but he seemed to know that he would definitely get a perfect score. He walked two steps to the left, moved two steps to the right, jumped up and down to rub the net, and finally crossed the mountains and rivers and found Wei Cheng. .

Good card, good card, good card——just as Jing Yuan was scratching his ears and cheeks, the video flashed out, and Wei Cheng's voice was heard, floating in the wind.One second, two seconds, three seconds... Jing Yuan yelled "Ah—ah—ah———" and was so excited that he slipped and slid down the ridge five or six meters high. The fall made my butt burn and hurt, and all the dogs within a 20-meter radius barked in unison.