Amateur red "mother"

Chapter 43

A few days later, Qin Zixuan did not wait for Dai Fei's answer, but he waited for the news of his father's accident...

Qin Zixuan didn't tell Dai Fei what happened, but just sat there in a daze for more than half an hour after hanging up the phone, and then, regardless of Dai Fei's question, dragged Dai Fei to the world-famous ancient temple—— Shengdu Temple.

When he arrived at the temple, Tan Zixuan was devout and focused, ignoring the futon laid out and knelt down on the ground, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

Out of the temple, Tan Zixuan was silent all the way, just holding Dai Fei's hand tightly, watching his profile become tough and distinct under the afternoon sun, Dai Fei thought for a while, but did not break away.

Along the way, Tan Zixuan never spoke, his hand holding Dai Fei was slightly wet but he still didn't want to let go at all. Dai Fei just looked at him like this and didn't ask anything until Yuelaomiao appeared in front of him...

Dai Fei stood aside and watched Qin Zixuan silently write on the red cloth strip, then pulled Dai Fei and walked over under the marriage tree. Regardless of Dai Fei's refusal, he pulled his hand over and placed it where his heart was, and used his own Wrapping Dai Fei's hand with his palm, he put his forehead together and closed his eyes to make a wish and pray.

Yuelao Temple is located in the old city of Tibet, surrounded by low buildings and low tiles. Ling Feng, who is usually unscrupulous, suddenly becomes gentle when he arrives at Yuelao Temple, as if he is afraid that his rude actions will disturb the sincerely praying lover here.

The wind in Tibet is very busy all day long. The cold November wind blows from the distant holy mountain, rustling the leaves on the trees. There are countless red ribbons tightly tied on the trees. There is a concentric knot at the other end of the ribbon. I don't know how to get it up, but it is so firmly connected with the ribbon.

Dai Fei followed the sound of the wind and looked over, a piece of red that covered the clouds and rain was spread out in front of his eyes...

The red ribbons filled with love and the tassels with concentric knots are flying all over the sky under the marriage tree, and some short tassels hang down and gently sweep over Dai Fei's face, and go down the cheeks to the heart...

After the prayer was over, Qin Zixuan took Dai Fei's hand and stood under the tree. Before Dai Fei had time to see what he wrote, he found a slightly higher treetop and tightly wrapped the red ribbon that he wrote himself. After tying it up, looking at Tan Zixuan who was tying the ribbon intently, Dai Fei felt that he should take a look at what he wrote on the ribbon just now.

After tying the ribbon with a solemn expression, Qin Zixuan went against the wind and approached Dai Fei...

Blocking the oncoming cold wind, the corners of Tan Zixuan's mouth curled up like the afternoon sun warmly pouring into Dai Fei's heart: "Xiao Fei, I'm sorry, I tied your heart up on my own initiative."

Tan Zixuan ignored the gazes from the couples next to him, hugged Dai Fei who had been staring at him into his arms, and just stood there, smelling the wind, thinking about the future...

The marriage tree is crowded with countless ribbons, with the love tied up with sincerity, stained with the red in the heart, and proclaiming love in a high-profile way...

Looking at the big bag of winter dates on the table, Dai Fei was stunned for a long time before he recovered his voice: "This is..."

Qin Zixuan was still so gentle: "something happened at home, I can't take you home for now..."

Holding Dai Fei's hand, Qin Zixuan's tone was full of unconfidence: "Can you wait for me here?"

Looking at him, Dai Fei felt that he had nowhere to go anyway, so he nodded: "Well, good."

As if he had finally found a ray of light in the darkness, and as if he had found the answer to the most unsolvable problem, Qin Zixuan's eyes were full of joy, and his warm voice came to Dai Fei's heart: "Before these dates are finished, I will I'll be back to pick you up."

Later, Dai Fei found out what kind of mood Qin Zixuan was holding to pull him to Yuelao Temple, smiled and gave him the winter dates, and said to himself, "I'll pick you up when I come back."

Dai Fei remembers watching those TV dramas in the past, but whenever a person tells another person that he will definitely come back, he often cannot come back...

At that time, Dai Fei often complained about those screenwriters and directors in his heart. Obviously, this sentence will make the audience guess the ending, so why use it so stupidly?

But looking at Tan Zixuan at this time, Dai Fei felt that this sentence might not be so bad...

Qin Zixuan bought a bag full of jujubes, which was quite ample, but Dai Fei snatched the round jujube he was about to stuff into his mouth when Brother Shu came to his room to borrow a book for reading.

Brother Shu was very puzzled. Last time, a teammate told him that the watch was beautiful, so Dai Fei took it off and gave it to someone without saying a word. Why is a person who doesn't care about anything so nervous, Xiaozao?

But after a while, Brother Shu saw a small flashlight by the bed, and immediately understood.

As the name suggests, Brother Shu has a thin and small body, but there is a delicate heart hidden in this not-so-tall body: "A Fei, Qing Chi bought this for you before I left, right?"

I don't know when it started, but Brother Shu gave Tan Zixuan a nickname that is full of homonyms to his name - Love Chi.

Everyone thought it was funny, and they all called it that way, but Brother Shu would only shout "Qin Zixuan, Love Chi" to Qin Zixuan in front of Dai Fei. Every time Brother Shu called Qin Zixuan that, instead of getting angry, he responded with a smile on his face.

Putting away the jujube that was almost fed into Brother Shu's belly, Dai Fei tied the bag tightly and put it in the cabinet, took out his mobile phone and wallet: "I'm sorry, Brother Shu, this date is not fresh enough, I'm going out now I'll buy you freshly baked jujubes, guaranteed to be sweeter than your first love."

After he finished speaking, he put on his shoes and was about to go out, but Brother Shu stopped him when he reached the door: "A Fei."

Dai Fei turned his head: "What's wrong? Brother Shu."

Brother Shu's eyes are not as shrewd and capable as his people's. His eyes with single eyelids are full of hesitation at this time, Dai Fei thought he was embarrassed, and said with a smile: "I'm too boring staying in the house, I want to go out for a walk and buy some snacks and fruits, do you want to go together?"

The four "hesitating to speak" in Brother Shu's eyes fell down along the drooping eyelids, and after chewing and processing in the mouth, they decomposed into "Let's go together."

After he came back, Dai Fei began to smear those dates that he ate one every day—the date pits he got with a specially bought colored pen...

While painting, I thought, eat a jujube one day, and paint it the next day, so that one jujube can take up two days, so I don’t have to worry about eating up those dates so quickly...

Looking at the jujube stones in the transparent glass jar, Dai Fei felt that he should eat one a day, clean it the next day, and paint it on the third day...

It was extremely cold in Tibet in December. After Dai Fei finished his part-time job that day, he entered the room from the outside and was caught in a gust of cold wind. The hotel owner was sitting at the front desk rinsing his teacup. He looked at Dai Fei's flushed face from the cold and turned around. Take a sterilized glass, pour a glass of steaming water and hand it over: "Drink some water and sit in my living room for a while. The heating in the room is too heavy. I'll get used to it before going back to the room."

The innkeeper is not a native of Tibet, a 50-year-old man, his eyes and eyebrows are full of stories left by the years.

Dai Fei took the water handed over by the boss, holding a water glass with just the right temperature, and smiled brightly.

Looking at Dai Fei's smile, the boss was slightly absent-minded, with a slightly dazed expression: "You are the first boy who made me feel that there are many stories to tell when you smile."

Dai Fei seriously corrected: "No, it's Xiao Xianrou."

The boss froze for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, and continued with the unfinished work.

Dai Fei, who was sitting in the corner, hadn't had time to finish the cup of hot water when Brother Shu walked in...

Several teammates followed, and Dai Fei was sitting in a corner close to their blind spot, so they didn't see the person sitting there for the first time.

Brother Shu kept frowning and listened sideways to the people behind him. Dai Fei could only vaguely hear the teammates behind him talking about "love madness", "what to do", "should we go or not".

The cold hands lowered the temperature of the water. Dai Fei drank the water in the cup when his hands had returned to normal, stood up and handed the cup to the innkeeper: "Thank you boss, I'm going back to the room first."

Brother Shu looked at Dai Fei with a nonchalant smile and nodded to everyone, then turned and went upstairs.

The inn has only three floors, and the overall decoration design is in a retro style. I don’t know if it is to match the word "retro". The stairs in the inn are made of wooden boards. The boss is very careful, and the materials used are all good old age The old wood will not make too much noise when walking on it, and it provides a comfortable and warm home for passers-by from foreign countries.

Dai Fei felt that he should not hang around outside for too long in the future, his feet were heavy and heavy from the cold, and he could hardly walk...

Normally, high-heeled shoes would not make much movement when stepping on the stairs. At this time, there were unusually clear footsteps. Through the cracks of the winding stairs, Brother Shu looked at the person who was slowly going up the stairs. After a long time, Sighed……

Seeing Brother Shu who knocked on the door after letting himself get used to the temperature in the room, Dai Fei knew that Qin Zixuan would not come back...

Brother Shu worriedly turned his head three times, Dai Fei still had the same smile on his face: "Brother Shu, if you look back and discharge like this again, I will think you are going to give up your goddess and fall in love with me."

Brother Shu paused, looked back at Dai Fei, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I really wish I could become someone like you."

The light outside the window has already fallen, and the lights in the distance are strong enough to penetrate a faint light...

Dai Fei felt that his eyes seemed to be getting less and less clear, and he couldn't even find the button for the light in the room. He smiled, stood up and groped in the dark... Dai Fei didn't take his mobile phone or put it beside the bed The small flashlight that Qin Zixuan left for himself was bumped all the way to the window.

Looking at the lights of thousands of families outside the house, listening to the wind from the top of the mountain, Dai Fei seemed to see the Yuelao Temple in the distance, and Qin Zixuan's smile rushed towards his face in the silk ribbons under the marriage tree...