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Chapter 62 Extra Story Two White Line + Extra Story Three Treasures

Extra Story Two White Lines

Shi Xing suddenly remembered where he had met Wen Xia.

summer.

Summer is always full of hope, the sky is clear and clear, the cicadas on the willow trees are noisy and enthusiastic.

The boy walked through the alley, stepped on the dirt, and chased the white line on the horizon.

The adults said that the white line leads to heaven. At the end of the white line, there are stairs. After walking through several steps, it is a fairyland in Taoyuan, where there are gods and Buddhas.

The boy has seen heaven in the book, no suffering, no torture.

I don't know how long after chasing, the boy was exhausted, he was panting heavily, his fair face was flushed red, hot sweat was streaming down his forehead, he leaned on the wall, looked at the white line in the distance, and thought in a daze.

Why can't I catch up?

The little Shi Xing's pursuit of liberation is limited to this. Going home is endless insults and crying. He wants to go to heaven quickly. It is very good there, much better than home!

But he couldn't find it.

What made him even more terrified was that the unfamiliar scenery around him made him unable to find where he came from. When he ran, he just stared at the line and didn't look at the surrounding scenery, so he only discovered it now.

He looked a little panicked, strange people, strange shops.

The boy walked slowly, and when it got dark, he realized that he was sad, pursed his mouth, and started to cry.

The people around looked over with sizing eyes, but no one cared about this beautiful little boy—they were more of an attitude of watching a show.

"Can't you find your mother?"

Suddenly, a youthful, gentle voice came from above his head.

The boy wiped his tears and saw the man.

The boy was wearing a loose blue and white school uniform—the style of the school uniform of a nearby high school. He was thin in life, with a basketball in the bicycle basket. He had good facial features. Seeing that he was silent, the high school student rubbed his hair and smiled helplessly: " I'll take you home."

Shi Xing sobbed, and carefully placed his hand in the high school student's palm.

So, Wen Xia sent him behind that door.

At that time, Shi Xing was ten years old.

Wen Xia.

Wen Xia sent Shi Xing back home by bike, and returned to her home along the familiar road. Before entering the door, she heard crying, mother's, mourning and despairing.

He heard the stranger say.

"Condolences."

Just such an encounter is almost the beginning of two similar but different lives.

Eight years later, they meet each other again.

A total of 13 years of misses, nearly 5000 days.

Five thousand suns, rising and setting, dawn and dusk, on the days when they never met, they walked along their respective trajectories. If they didn't meet, they would overlap with other people's life trajectories.

One afternoon, Wen Xia was lying on the balcony floor with Shi Xing, with a blanket under her body and Xia Guang on her body.

"We have actually met each other so early," Shi Xing said, "Isn't it amazing?"

"It's thanks to you for remembering," Wen Xia sighed.

"Do you feel anything after listening to it?" Shi Xing asked him with a smile.

He said, "If I'd known then that you were going back to a place like that—"

"What will happen to you?" Shi Xing stared at him, took an orange, peeled it, and broke off a piece of orange, Wen Xia opened his mouth to take it.

"Take you back," Wen Xia kissed the corner of his mouth, an orange-flavored kiss, "Being a child bride."

You don't have to suffer, I'll just be with you.

If you have endured, don't lick your wound behind my back, I will kiss your wound.

During the day, you can also see the stars and the moon.

In the days to come, he will write down the outlines of Xingyue for Wen Xia, and help him recall the romance and daily necessities when his hair is gray.

"I love you forever."

Fanwaisan

Fanwaisan

Wen Xia thought about picking a day to take Shi Xing to meet his mother.

Wen Xia's mother is Xu Qing, who is nearly sixty years old, and she usually sells newspapers in front of the building. Eat well and drink spicy food, but life is enough.

Xu Qing didn't want to be idle, and sometimes she even returned the money Wen Xia called.

"You have to keep the money," Wen Xia said helplessly, "I'm not an outsider."

Xu Qing said: "Then you bring your wife to me first."

Xu Qing knew that Wen Xia had a partner, but she didn't know it was a man. A few days before taking Shi Xing to see her, Wen Xia hesitated to tell her mother.

"I made a boyfriend."

This doesn't sound very good, Wen Xia is over 30 people, not a young man, tossing and turning, he is still a man, Xu Qing said "uh", said there was something to do, so he hung up first.

After 5 minutes, Xu Qing dialed back the phone again.

"Is it good-looking?" Xu Qing asked.

Wen Xia couldn't figure it out, but she still answered: "It's so beautiful."

"That's fine," Xu Qing concluded, "That's a good boy."

The phone was turned on and played, Shi Xing listened, and couldn't hold back his laughter. After hanging up the phone, he collapsed on the sofa and laughed non-stop, saying: "A good-looking kid doesn't necessarily mean a good boy."

"Then what kind of bad boy are you?" Wen Xia went to tickle him, but Shi Xing was afraid of tickles and hurriedly gave up, "Let's hear it."

"The bad boy who made you cry," Shi Xing whispered in his ear, unprincipled, he was crying from laughter just now, maybe Wen Xia scratched it, the corners of his eyes are rouge-colored, very pretty, but that Kind of unscrupulous and good-looking, "Really, Teacher Wen Xia."

"Fart," Wen Xia patted his butt, "Clean up well, and go see my mother like a dog, lest my mother draw a check and drive you away."

"I won't run away," Shi Xing said with a smile, "My teacher is much more valuable than a check, that's a big treasure."

Having said that, Shi Xing still tidied himself up, bought a suit, a black suit, and a tie that Wen Xia gave him on Shi Xing's birthday stubbornly - the style is actually not very popular anymore, but Shi Xing said: "Wearing a sense of belonging."

Wen Xia thought, when he came back from home, he would have to buy another pair for Shi Xing.

In this life, you can't just wear such a tie for the sake of a broken sense of belonging.

The idea is always better, but on the day I actually went to see Xu Qing, Shi Xing happened to be on a mission, tired for a long time, covered in sweat, not only missed the appointment, but also failed to make it like a dog, and didn’t even take a shower, The suit was also in a mess, Wen Xia said helplessly, "Don't worry, my mother is free anytime."

"It's not good to keep mom waiting," Shi Xing put on his tie in front of the mirror, his face still flushed, "help me tie it on."

Shi Xing called "Mom" so naturally that Wen Xia was stunned for a moment—Shi Xing's mother committed suicide, and the word "Mom" meant too much to Shi Xing. Before him, it meant Betrayal and abuse.

Wen Xia walked over, lowered her eyes and put on her tie.

"Teacher Wen, you look like a little daughter-in-law," Shi Xing couldn't help but kissed Wen Xia's hair.

"Nonsense," Wen Xia said, "Are you nervous?"

"It's okay. After all, it's your mother. You are so good, and your mother will not be bad."

After listening for the second time, Wen Xia looked up at him.

Shi Xing sensed his thoughts, and said with a smile: "I've come out a long time ago, I remember it, I remember it, I can't remember it like this for the rest of my life, you see, you are mine, isn't your mother also my mother—OK Don't worry, give me a kiss?"

The two kissed together, the weather was fine, the sun was shining, like golden velvet, Shi Xing was clasping the back of his head, he was about the same height as Wen Xia, he was wearing shoes, while Wen Xia was barefoot, so he looked It was taller than Wen Xia.

With lips and tongue intertwined, and the smell of mint toothpaste still in his mouth, Wen Xia pushed him away, his ears flushed.

"Okay, stop kissing, if you keep kissing, you won't have to go today," Wen Xia said.

"Is it hard?" Shi Xing grabbed him, "Just five minutes, don't delay."

Shi Xing was too familiar with Wen Xia's body. It didn't take 5 minutes, he dropped his gun and took off his armor in two to three minutes. His body became limp. Finally, he gave Shi Xing a stare, went to wipe it, and changed a pair of underwear.

It took 10 minutes to go out, it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

Wen Xia's mother lived in an ordinary residential building. She had wanted her to live in a community with relatively complete welfare facilities, but Xu Qing was not very happy.

——There are traces of her husband's life there, and she is unwilling to leave.

When we arrived at 03:30, there was no elevator in the community building, so we had to climb the stairs. When we arrived on the fifth floor, Wen Xia hadn't knocked on the door before it opened, and Xu Qing smiled: "I'm listening to your movements. "

Shi Xing said that he was not nervous, but in fact he was so nervous that he was almost at the same level, and he stuttered: "Ah...Hello, Auntie."

The people at home called "Mom" without being ashamed at all, and when he saw him, he couldn't even articulate a word, Wen Xia almost died laughing at him.

"You are Shi Xing?" Xu Qing walked over, looked him up and down, then squinted his eyes suddenly, "It looks good."

Shi Xing: "..."

Xu Qing is a typical appearanceist. After entering the door, she kept looking at Shi Xing's face. Wen Xia said helplessly, "I finally came back, so you should take a look at me."

"What are you doing?" Xu Qing glanced at him, "Shi Xing, come here."

Wen Xia was pushed by Xu Qing to cook. In the living room, Shi Xing was sitting upright with his back stiff. Xu Qing said with a smile, "It's the first time I saw a baby bring a partner back."

"...Baby?" Shi Xing said dumbly, "Is it Teacher Wen's nickname?"

"Don't you know?" Xu Qing was surprised, "I thought he told you - in fact, it's not the only one. When I was a child, I went to a fortune teller and said that he had a bad luck, so he had to take a cheap name - 'Dog Egg' I have used it!"

Shi Xing relaxed a lot and laughed.

Where is his life bad, except for being planted in his hands, everything is good for him.

"Oh, then he just doesn't want you to know," Xu Qing put his index finger to his lips, "Don't say I said it."

Although he is close to 60 years old, Xu Qing is still in good health, talkative, and very humorous. Before coming here, Wen Xia told him, "My mother is just an old child." Looking at it now, it is indeed true.

"What do you do?" Xu Qing asked.

"...to be a policeman," Shi Xing said, "not a big official, just like a film policeman."

It is far from the film police, otherwise Shi Xing would not be able to participate in the anti-drug operation, but he did not say that he knew how Xu Qing's husband died, and it would inevitably touch the old man's heart.

Xu Qing's eyes moved, and he murmured: "The police..."

Xu Qing didn't continue talking, fell silent unexpectedly, Shi Xing didn't dare to speak anymore, he tried to speak after a while: "...Auntie?"

"Ah, I'm distracted," Xu Qing slapped his head, "When you're old, you can't do it anymore. You always talk and talk, and your mind is distracted—you said you were a policeman, didn't you?"

Shi Xing nodded.

"I think the baby is his father," Xu Qing bowed his head, and said, "He was so handsome when he was wearing a police uniform. Really, if you stand in front of him, everything will be overshadowed. Do you know that feeling?"

Shi Xing said in his heart, I know.

He was in the corner, the fan above his head was babbling, and Wen Xia was standing on the podium with white chalk in his hand. Oozing sweat.

"Actually, I liked the police before, but after his father died, I thought, the police are too hard, but being with the police is the hardest thing," Xu Qing said.

Shi Xing: "..."

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't tell you to separate from Wen Xia. You are a good boy. Auntie can tell that Wen Xia is also a good boy." Xu Qing suddenly took his hand, rubbing it gently with his slightly rough hand Shi Xing's hand felt warm, "It's just that you have to pay attention to safety, you know?"

Shi Xing's heart warmed up: "I know."

"I haven't had a chance to say this to his dad. His dad doesn't like to hear it. He always thinks I'm long-winded. Look, if I say something in advance, maybe he can be more careful, and he won't just disappear like this. "

Shi Xing was a little panicked, he wanted to comfort Xu Qing, but couldn't find the right words.

Xu Qing didn't show much sadness, she glanced at the kitchen and said, "His father has been away for so long."

The food was ready quickly, Xu Qing and Shi Xing went to help, but when eating, the door suddenly rang, Xu Qing was about to stand up, Wen Xia said: "I'll go and open the door."

"Alright." Xu Qing sat down.

Wen Xia opened the door. It was an old man. Seeing that it was Wen Xia, he was stunned.

Xu Qing's voice came from behind: "Old Li?"

Lao Li said "Hey" and said, "Your son is back!"

"Yes," Xu Qing walked over, "What are you doing here?"

"Ask if you have any vinegar at home, I've run out of it," Lao Li blinked.

"Shi Xing, take a look at the vinegar in the kitchen and bring it here." Wen Xia said.

Shi Xing went to the kitchen to get vinegar, Lao Li said, "Oh, I'm getting old, which of these two is your son?"

Just as Shi Xing wanted to say that I was just a guest, Xu Qing said first, "Both of these."

Both Shi Xing and Wen Xia were stunned.

Lao Li was also dumbfounded. After reacting for a while, he turned his gaze to Wen Xia and sized him up. Wen Xia didn't hide it at all, and called Shi Xing. When Shi Xing walked over, Wen Xia said with a smile: " Uncle Li, this is my boyfriend."

Lao Li: "..."

"You two..." Lao Li organized his words, but he was at a loss for words, so he had to run away: "I'm leaving first, and I'll bring you the vinegar later."

When Lao Li left, Wen Xia had no choice but to say, "Mom, you are too straightforward."

"Then what's the matter?" Xu Qing patted Shi Xing on the shoulder, "I can't let Shi Xing feel wronged, can I?"

Shi Xing inexplicably felt the tip of his nose sore, and after Xu Qing took a few steps, he took a deep breath from behind her, Wen Xia gently kissed the side of his cheek, and said, "Let's go eat."

After dinner, Shi Xing wanted to wash the dishes, but Xu Qing was not happy and let Wen Xia go.

"I was ordered to go home when I co-authored it," Wen Xia said, "Shi Xing is your real son."

Xu Qing doesn't like to go out for a walk after dinner at night. Recently, the weather has turned cold and the wind is strong, blowing her body cold, so she just watched TV, and when it was time to go to bed, Xu Qing yawned: "Shi Xing, our family There are not many rooms, so you can squeeze Wen Xia, if he kicks you out of bed while sleeping, you can complain to auntie."

Shi Xing couldn't wish for it, and the two kept hindering Xu Qing's presence, and they didn't do anything excessive.

As soon as he entered the door, Shi Xing hugged Wen Xia furiously, and kissed him fiercely. Wen Xia was pressed against the cold wall by him, and before he could react, his clothes were lifted up.

"It can be regarded as kissing," Shi Xing said in his ear, "Baby."

Wen Xia: "..."

"Your nickname is quite interesting." Shi Xing kept laughing, his hands were dishonest, fumbling around for ignition, "Baby, baby."

"Stop yelling..." Wen Xia was almost called soft by him—this name didn't fit the image of a big man at all, he wished he could find a way to get in, "This name is ugly."

"It's not ugly," Shi Xing lifted his belt, "It's so cute, baby."

"Who doesn't have a nickname yet?" Wen Xia threatened, "You'd better not let me know your nickname, or I'll call you every day."

Shi Xing shook his head: "I don't have a nickname like 'baby'."

Wen Xia was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and indeed, it was impossible for Shi Haoran to give Shi Xing a kind baby name, and his mother left early, maybe his "Xing'er" is a nickname?

Shi Xing didn't give him a chance to think too much, but pushed him through his pants, "Come?"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and both of them were stunned. Xu Qing's voice came through the door: "Hey, why is the door still locked? - I'll send you quilts, it's cold at night."

The two started getting dressed in a hurry, Shi Xing whispered: "Your pants are not zipped up!"

"I forgot!" Wen Xia hurriedly zipped up, "It's all your fault, kid."

After opening the door, Xu Qing waited for a long time and said, "What are you two doing?"

"Just... just... busy," Wen Xia said nonsense, "Mom, give me the quilt, and go to sleep."

The two had just finished kissing, Wen Xia's lips were rosy, Xu Qing sized him up, and finally pondered for a while, when Shi Xing poked his waist dishonestly at the side.

"Young people," Xu Qing said, "restraint."

Wen Xia: "..."

Shi Xing: "..."

After Xu Qing finished speaking, he left, Wen Xia's face was "hot" red, "...Shi Xing!"

"I was wrong!"

The two twisted together on the bed, Wen Xia kept scratching Shi Xing, "Tell you to scratch my waist! Why did you grow hands!"

"To make you comfortable," Shi Xing argued, "hands are indispensable."

"Just... just show off to you," Wen Xia turned over, lying on the bed in big characters, "I'm tired."

"Then go to sleep," Shi Xing said.

"..." Wen Xia suddenly moved closer, and whispered in Shi Xing's ear, "Baby."

Shi Xing coughed earth-shatteringly, "You, why did you suddenly call me that?"

"This will be your royal nickname from now on," Wen Xia said. "My child must have a nickname. Mine is... a baby, and you are a baby, okay. It sounds good, do you like it?"

Shi Xing's heart softened, and he hugged Wen Xia: "I really like it."

"baby."

"Hey."

"baby."

"here I am."

"Baby, baby, baby."

"I am, I am, I am."

The bed board creaked, Wen Xia was gagged by him, so he could only vaguely say, "Slow down, there's too much movement."

"I can't hear you," Shi Xing said, "Don't worry."

The word "baby" is too tired and crooked, but they talked a lot that night, and they also talked about it during making love. Wen Xia likes to look at his face and hold him when making love. When dripping, Shi Xing called him softly in his ear.

"Teacher..."

Shi Xing and Wen Xia stayed at Xu Qing's house for two days, Shi Xing couldn't stay longer, and couldn't take a long vacation for work. On the day they finally left, Xu Qing gave him something.

——A peace talisman.

"I heard that this is safe, and I don't know if it is useful. When you are on a mission, you can put it in your pocket or tie it on your wrist. The gods will bless you."

Shi Xing tightened his grip on the little red string, tied it around his right wrist in front of Xu Qing, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mom."

Xu Qing was stunned for a moment when he heard his address, then smiled and hugged Shi Xing.

"Good boy."

Later, Wen Xia offered to go to the cemetery to visit Shi Xing's mother, Shi Xing thought about it, and agreed. Wen Xia saw Shi Xing's mother for the first time, and she looked very similar to Shi Xing. But there are also differences, Shi Xing's eyebrows and eyes are a little less gloomy than hers.

After buying a bunch of white daisies, Wen Xia didn't say anything, neither did Shi Xing, the two of them watched for a long time, and then they left. It was raining lightly, smelling the moist soil on the mountainside, Wen Xia hugged him suddenly, and kissed him together.

"What's the matter?" Shi Xing laughed, "So proactive."

"I won't leave you," Wen Xia said nonsensically.

"It's done," Shi Xing stretched out his little finger, and the red string on his wrist was also exposed.

"It's settled," Wen Xia said with a smile, "I won't leave in this lifetime."

It is true that the pledge of mountain alliance is illusory, but in the long time, that kind of vow has gradually become a pool of spring water, the boat in it is swaying, and they are on the boat. You don't need to worry about the waves surging, just watch the whitebait jumping. good.

The author has something to say: It's officially over!