A single tree does not make a forest

Lin Song originally bought a ticket for Saturday morning, and he had to go to the station to get the ticket to get a refund, so he just ignored it.

Can't wait to go home, he leaned against the cabinet behind the bar, nestled next to Song Beiqi's legs, busy to see the tickets for the next afternoon, but they were sold out, so he slapped his thigh and looked up at Song Beiqi: "Sit down!" Black car!"

"Okay." Song Beiqi was holding a cup, looking down at him and smiling. He wanted to say that black cars were not safe, but he didn't say anything because he was so excited.

When Akai came to work, the two left the "forest" and went home after dinner. Seeing that Lin Song was taking a shower, Song Beiqi took out his phone and called Zhou Xiaoman.

"Mom." He called out, and then said softly after a pause, "Thank you."

Zhou Xiaoman smiled knowingly: "Did Song'er's mother let go? Mothers understand mothers best."

Song Beiqi paused for a while and asked, "Mom...you, don't you think..."

Zhou Xiaoman seemed to know what he was going to say, and interrupted him: "I don't think so. It's been so many years, I haven't seen anything, it's a bit hard to accept, but you and Song Er are good boys, and Mom sees it inside."

"Did you see it earlier?" Song Beiqi smiled.

"A little bit." Zhou Xiaoman said, "I haven't seen you caring about any girl before. I always thought you were influenced by me, and secretly wiped away tears a few times."

When Song Beiqi heard this, her heart twisted. After she finished speaking, she was happy, and finally said: "If you figure it out, let's just do it. Life has been for decades, suffering from many diseases, and it may disappear at any time. If Not being able to do what you want to do, not being able to see who you want to see is really nothing to do."

There has been silence here, and she sighed as she talked: "I haven't seen you smile much in these years, it's my mother who is sorry for you..."

"Mom." Song Beiqi's heart was up and down, and he felt uncomfortable when he heard this sentence, so he hurriedly interrupted her, "Are you going to cry again? I'm your son, if I don't say anything, I'm sorry, or I won't go to college Didn’t I still have a good life without going to college?”

It's not that I didn't complain, but it didn't matter.

He replied sincerely: "I am very happy now, really."

After the lights were turned off, Lin Song kept tossing and turning. Although Song Beiqi was lying peacefully, he still couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed him and hugged him in his arms. It was almost dawn when he was beating him in a daze. a nap.

When he woke up, Lin Song had already gone to work, and there was a steaming breakfast on the table.

Because Song Beiqi was relatively free during the day, he had always done these things, but today was a pleasant surprise.

He was idly drinking hot soybean milk, thinking about what clothes to wear in the afternoon, and suddenly became nervous.

This kind of tension appeared intermittently, and my mind was tense all day, until Lin Song came back from get off work early, and the moment I saw Lin Song, I suddenly felt much more relaxed.

During the day, he went shopping in the mall and bought something for Lin Wanqin. As soon as Lin Song changed his clothes, the two immediately took a taxi and went straight to the station.

I was lucky, as soon as I arrived at the station, a black car driver came over, yelling "There are still two people missing", I thought I would have to wait a few rounds after I got up, "There are still two people missing", but I didn't expect that this time it was really only two people short .

After getting on the expressway, Lin Song breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at Song Beiqi, saw his dazed expression, and asked, "Are you nervous?"

Song Beiqi rubbed his face: "I wasn't nervous at home just now, I wanted to say I wasn't nervous, but...too fucking nervous!"

Lin Song laughed so hard that the seats shook: "Song Beiqi who is so foul-mouthed, tsk tsk."

The two laughed together for a while, Lin Song turned his head and looked out the window, the leaves on the roadside had already started to turn red, and autumn flowers were planted under the trunk, big and purple.

He took a deep breath. In fact, he was also nervous, so nervous that he was already thinking about whether to kneel down first when he went back.

"Do you think there is something wrong with the clothes I'm wearing today? Is it too casual?" Song Beiqi suddenly turned his head and asked.

Lin Song glanced at him. He added a windbreaker to the light-colored sweater, which was informal but not casual, so he said, "Never casual, not casual, Song Beiqi is not a casual person."

"Yeah." Song Beiqi replied seriously, "Lin Song is just a casual person."

Lin Song smiled: "Your uncle."

The road conditions in the past two years have been much better than before. It was only seven o'clock in Luohua, and the two of them couldn't laugh when they got off the bus, they were nervous.

"Sigh." Song Beiqi sighed, "Really, Lin Song, I was never so nervous when I was alone in front of a group of debt collectors abroad."

Lin Song pinched the back of his neck and raised his chin: "Let's go!"

Treat death as home.

Seeing his appearance, Song Beiqi remembered this word for some reason, and suddenly laughed.

Lin Song turned to look at him: "Scared?"

He turned his head and looked around, but no one noticed, so he leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips: "Let's go."

Luohua seems to have not changed for so many years, the street lights are dim, and the shops on both sides are full of brilliance, but it always feels old.

The short period of time after knocking on the door was so long that both of them had difficulty breathing. It wasn't until Song Wanqin's face appeared behind the door that Song Beiqi felt his heart pounding back to his chest.

He smiled and passed the things over, and called out, "Auntie."

Song Wanqin also smiled, let the two of them enter the room, and took the things: "Come on, come on, bring something."

This sentence is not enthusiastic, but it is not hostile.Lin Song quietly squeezed Song Beiqi's hand.

The meal was ready early, and the three of them put down their things and went to the table.

After eating in silence for a while, Song Wanqin asked "how is your work?" Lin Song began to report to Song Wanqin about various situations since she went to work. Song Wanqin listened and responded occasionally.

The meal was almost over, and she kept ignoring Song Beiqi. Every time Lin Song brought up the topic, she stopped talking when Song Beiqi answered.

It's still a bit difficult.

Even though he had done a lot of psychological training, he couldn't say that he didn't feel uncomfortable at this time. Song Beiqi remained silent, and the chopsticks stopped unconsciously.

Lin Song was saying that instant noodles are not as good as overtime meals, when Song Wanqin suddenly picked up a pair of chopsticks and fried Chinese cabbage, and handed it to Song Beiqi's bowl: "Xiao Qi, eat quickly, I remember you used to like this dish."

Song Beiqi was startled, turned around and saw Lin Song's eyes sparkling, and a smile slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth: "Okay, thank you, auntie."

After dinner, Song Linsong went to wash the dishes, Song Beiqi was going to help but was stopped by Song Wanqin, and the two of them sat on the sofa and watched TV.

Song Beiqi was sitting next to him, his face was very calm, his heart had been tossed countless times, and when he was thinking about whether he should go out to live in a hotel, Song Wanqin suddenly said: "Song Er's bed is a bit small, let's squeeze it in the evening .”

"Hey." Song Beiqi hurriedly responded, heaved a sigh of relief, and suddenly wanted to laugh, thinking that he had never squeezed before.

Lying on the bed at night, although they had suffered from insomnia all night, the two of them still had no sleepiness. Lin Song suddenly said, "It's like a dream."

Song Beiqi didn't speak, just smiled and hugged him sideways.

After chatting with each other for a while, Lin Song got up and half leaned against the head of the bed, touched his mobile phone and played with it. Song Beiqi said "sleep" a few times, but he always said "wait a while".

After playing for a long time, he suddenly threw his phone away, rushed over and kissed him, "Song Beiqi, happy birthday, come up the mountain with me tomorrow!"

"Huh?" Song Beiqi was stunned for a moment, "I'm so nervous today, I forgot."

Lin Song laughed and sighed contentedly.

Song Wanqin has retired now, but she can't stay idle, and she still arranges her time very tightly. She has to go out early the next morning, and it is said that she has made an appointment to go to a neighbor's house to do handicrafts together.

The two of them got up early to send Song Wanqin off and lay down again. Song Beiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and Lin Song smiled, "Look at how promising you are."

"I'm really nervous." Song Beiqi smiled, "I thought I wouldn't be afraid of anything after so many things, but I realized I wasn't."

Lin Song leaned over and kissed him: "Let's go, take a look at our hut, go buy some food, and cook a meal for your mother-in-law."

Song Beiqi shook his head: "This is not sincere, that is my mother-in-law."

So the two fought again before going out.

Along the Luohua River, the rebuilt library, and Luohua No. [-] Middle School made a big circle, and finally went back to the small house, tidied it up, and suddenly it was afternoon.

Going to buy vegetables again, Song Beiqi cooked the meal when he went back, and Song Wanqin just arrived home.

On such a turbulent day, it felt like a blink of an eye, and the sky dimmed.

After dinner, Lin Song hurriedly washed the dishes and tidied up the kitchen, sat on the sofa and pressed his mobile phone around, Song Wanqin looked at his burnt ass, and smiled: "If you want to go out, go quickly, how old are you? What a monkey! Don't be annoying in front of me."

"Hey!" Lin Song responded, pulled Song Beiqi out the door, and then turned around and said, "Mom, don't wait for us!"

After hearing the footsteps of the two of them, Song Wanqin smiled and said softly, "I've eaten too much, I'll wait for you."

When Lin Song dragged Song Beiqi up to the top of the mountain, it was already dark.

The lights of Wanjia at the foot of the mountain are exactly the same as they were many years ago, and the circle of trees next to it is still there, still quietly surrounding the disappeared Yuelao Temple.

As soon as the wind blew, Song Beiqi looked down the mountain and suddenly felt that the years he was absent in the middle were just a dream.

"Really send me the wind?" He asked with a smile.

"Ah?" Lin Song frowned, "Did I say I wanted to send you off?"

Song Beiqi let out a chuckle, and Lin Song put the topic behind him, took out his phone, took a look, and said, "Close your eyes! Hurry up!"

"Surprise?" Song Beiqi smiled, "Is it so romantic?"

Lin Song stuffed the phone back, and covered his eyes with his hands: "You are so unruly, of course I have to try not to be so casual. Daddy treats you well?"

"Hey, he is indeed a good son of Dad." Song Beiqi said.

Lin Song yelled "shut up", Song Beiqi smiled and stopped talking, feeling Lin Song's breath when he spoke.

"Three! Two! One!"

Lin Song withdrew his hand, Song Beiqi looked at the front and was stunned.

A small piece of sky in front of me was illuminated by fireworks, and the flickering light fell on my eyes, gradually blurring.

The surprise is actually not that great, it's just that the mountain top and the tree, the fireworks follow suit, he and him, separated for so many years, will meet again after being separated.

The years have all turned into sand in the fingers, but a flower remains.

Lin Song said with a smile: "Because it's not New Year's Eve, I can't give you the Luohua from that year. I can only put some on the mountainside. Fortunately, our town has not banned fireworks, or..."

He was stopped by Song Beiqi in the middle of his sentence.

The sound of the fireworks going off floated into the ears along the wind, and the flickering lights reflected on the faces of the two people. Lin Song's breath gradually became unstable, and he said vaguely, "Your uncle, I haven't finished watching the fireworks yet."

Song Beiqi smiled, let him go, looked at the fireworks and then at him: "The fireworks are not as good-looking as you."

Lin Song clicked his tongue and hooked his neck again.

"I really wish time stopped at this moment." Song Beiqi said.

"That can't be done." Lin Song smiled, "A group of people are waiting at the foot of the mountain to get you drunk."

Song Beiqi buried his face in his neck and took a deep breath: "Lin Song."

"Yes." Lin Song replied.

"Did I say a word to you?" he asked.

Lin Song laughed: "I said it, you said it when you fucking sneaked into my building."

Song Beiqi smiled: "That doesn't count."

Lin Song gave a "hmm", and then said softly before he could speak: "I love you."

Song Beiqi trembled, stunned for a while, and said with a smile: "No, what I want to say is not this, I want to say that you have gained weight during this time."

Lin Song slapped him on the back smoothly, Song Beiqi said "Ouch" and laughed for a long time before he hugged his hand tightly and whispered in his ear: "I love you!" you."

Then the wind picked up, the wild flowers in late autumn bloomed all over the mountain, the water by the Luohua River rippled, and the night was beautiful.

We, Song and Beiqi, are really more sunny than before, right?Lin Song will always be that Lin Song, and his mother knows him best!

In fact, there are still many things that have not been explained, such as Zhou Xiaoman's illness, the matter of Song Beiqi's father, and the status of other people in that group, but life can't be explained. When the ending stopped there, I wanted to stop at everything. the most promising places.

The same goes for the episode, just stop at the most beautiful time.

The story will end, life will not~

Thank you to every little angel who read the text~~~

There is no more to say, the smile on Lin Song's face gradually disappeared, and he said word by word: "Then please don't appear in front of me again. I am easy to be sentimental, so as not to misunderstand that you still like me, which makes me feel sad every day. Restless, please don't appear in front of my eyes again, never again."