petition to god

001

The wind chimes "ding" above the head.

Nan Xi was sitting on the steps in front of the wooden house, facing the lush greenery. From the holly bushes beside the mountain road in the distance, there was a long summer cicada, and the person in his arms moved, and slowly opened his eyes With a slit, when he saw Nan Xi's side face clearly, a gentle smile appeared on his pale complexion.

"Are you awake?" Nan Xi wrapped the quilt around Ran Yao's body and hugged him tighter.

"Hmm." It was almost an airy voice, but with some difficulty, Nan Xi frowned, and Ran Yao saw that he stretched out a hand from under the quilt to smooth his eyebrows.

Feeling cold to the touch, Nan Xi's heart ached from the cold, so he held it, like ice cubes falling into the stove, and quickly warmed it up.

Nan Xi kissed the back of his hand: "How do you feel today?"

Ran Yao was still laughing, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh: "...it hurts."

Even with a thick quilt, Ran Yao's body was still so light, Nan Xi couldn't hold back, he fumbled wantonly in the quilt, the rough feel made him despair, his eyebrows were twisted back again, the liver and lungs were flat Yes, the ribs are covered with a thin layer of skin.

"Hey, itchy." Ran Yao grinned even wider, but it was the sound of mosquitoes.

Nan Xi didn't stop, Ran Yao's smile was so pretty, he wanted to take a second look, traced the outline of his upper body with five fingers, Nan Xi lowered his eyes, then bowed his head, and leaned over.

Ran Yao tilted his head: "I just drank the medicine, and my mouth is bitter."

The two were very close, so close that the soft down on Ran Yao's face could touch Nan Xi's skin. From this distance, he carefully appreciated Ran Yao's eyes. They were bright and clear, and the corners of his eyes curved like crescent moons when he smiled. , He liked it so much that he couldn't help it, so he simply started from the eyes, the thin eyebrows, the forehead, the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, and finally the lips.

Nan Xi said warmly, "Give me a kiss." There was piety in his tone, and there was a hint of longing.

Ran Yao insisted on refusing: "I don't want to make you suffer."

The hand under the cloth boldly walked along the waistline, Ran Yao's shoulders curled up slightly, suddenly he groaned, and unconsciously took a breath, Nan Xi waited for the opportunity to kiss him, the sky began to drizzle, and the distant village and The high mountains all become hazy in the hot and humid air.

The body in his arms finally warmed up. Nan Xi stopped and touched his forehead. When Ran Yao's breathing slowed down, he asked, "Tomorrow... is your 19th birthday. What's your wish? Tell me, I'll help you make it happen."

Ran Yao obediently rubbed his face, and replied without hesitation: "I hope Nanxi will love me tomorrow."

At night, it rained heavily, the wooden house was flooded, the rush mat was wet, and there were water spots on the wooden platform outside the sliding door.Grandma sat down cross-legged with her crutches supporting her rickety body, looked at Ran Yao who was lying flat on the mattress with blank eyes, and shook her head feebly.

Nan Xi knelt beside Ran Yao, holding his hand, staring intently, the sound of the clock counting down on the wall was louder than the thunder, making Nan Xi more and more flustered and irritable.

"There's still one minute left, Ran Yao." Nan Xi lovingly rubbed the opponent's skinny arm, there was no fat under the skin, and the wrist bones protruded exaggeratedly on the surface.

Ran Yao couldn't even open his eyes, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he twitched his eyelashes with great effort: "Then I will... persevere."

The clock chimed the hour dully, Ran Yao was 19 years old, but he had already let go of Nan Xi's hand a few seconds ago.A bang of thunder shook his ears, Nan Xi's head hit the ground, his raised back kept shaking, his five fingers were digging at the gaps in the planks, his body was like an empty container, filled with sadness little by little.

His face was flushed from holding back, and just a second before he was about to suffocate, he wailed out in pain.

Grandma stood up again, and the crutches were not enough to support her, so she had to hold on to the wall and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

After being hoarse, Nan Xi dragged his heart full of exhaustion, hugged Ran Yao, opened the wooden door, sat on the edge of the table, and drenched in the rain with him.At this time, Liangxian Village was quiet and empty, the rain was beating on the holly, watering the bushes, bringing the nature with vigorous vitality, but Ran Yao never responded to Nan Xi again.

Sitting for a whole night, until dawn broke, a line of light lit up on the ground in the distance, Nan Xi wept, and kissed Ran Yao's eyebrows for the last time.

He carried Ran Yao back into the house, laid him flat, brought a basin of water from the bathroom, threw a wet towel, and wiped his body clean.Nan Xi looked down at the naked/naked Ran Yao, and the throbbing in his heart in the past had all turned into grief. He knelt by the side with a focused expression, taking care of the person in front of him carefully, as if he were treating a rare treasure.

Lifting Ran Yao's shoulders and letting him lean against her, Nan Xi took the hair dryer and slowly dried the hair of the two of them with a "woo-woo" sound like his crying.

"We are birthday stars today." The corners of Nan Xi's lips touched Ran Yao's slender neck, it was so cold that even the hair dryer couldn't warm up this inch of skin, "It's so beautiful."

Liangxian Village is located in the northernmost mountainous area of ​​Qinghe County. The people living in the village hardly communicate with the outside world and are self-sufficient. Occasionally, children who leave home go to work in the county and come back every weekend to reunite with their families.

The village chief has reached an octogenarian age and has been bedridden all day long, but today, he put on a black robe, walked with heavy steps, and was supported by one person, slowly walking towards Nan Xi and Ran Yao's home.

The funeral here is simple, the body does not need to be cremated, the body and bones return to heaven and earth, can be buried in the ground, or you can choose to let the monks of Qianshui Temple organize the sky burial.Ran Yao said before his death that he wanted to be closer to Nanxi, so the cemetery was arranged in Anya Cemetery three kilometers away.

Grandma was in the village chief's car, Nan Xi left a few minutes earlier than them, and he wanted to carry Ran Yao on foot.

The air in Liangxian Village was fresh after it rained, the temperature was moderate, and the warm sun was warming the back. Nan Xi and Ran Yao were walking on the field path. The gravel road was occasionally muddy. Nan Xi couldn't avoid it and stepped on the sole of his foot mud.

"Ran Yao, my shoes are dirty." He said to himself, with the same tone as usual, "I won't play basketball after school, let's go back to the dormitory and brush our shoes."

Crossing a large expanse of vigorously growing woods, the dense branches staggered above the head, and the light spots fell on Ran Yao's face. Nan Xi looked back at him, willing to believe that Ran Yao was still sleeping peacefully on his shoulders just like when he was a child. .

With the breeze passing by, Nan Xi smelled the fragrance of lavender floating around in the light and shadow, and sang leisurely: "Red dragonfly in the sunset, please tell me, when I met you when I was a child, what day was that? Take Pick up the small basket and go to the mountain, come to the mulberry field, pick mulberry fruit and put it in the small basket, is it a dream shadow? The red dragonfly in the sunset, where are you? Resting on the tip of the bamboo pole, it is the red dragonfly... ..."

Nan Xi hoped that the three kilometers would be longer and farther, but he reached the end of the mountain road within a few minutes.He untied the rope that bound Ran Yao, hugged him horizontally, and held him in a soft ball, unable to feel the slightest weight.The people in the village had already dug the earth pit for them, and grandma was standing beside the earth pit with mournful eyes, thinking that it was herself who was lying in it at this moment.

When he knelt down, there were gravels hitting his knees, tears came to the corners of Nan Xi's eyes in pain, his legs were numb, stretched down to his waist, his arms trembled unsteadily, and Ran Yao's body fell into the mud.

"Don't! Don't!" Nan Xi jumped into the pit, and hugged Ran Yao arrogantly. He gritted his teeth, his lips were stretched, and he still cried, "I'll hold you for a while, let me hold you again." In a while..."

The west slanting sun sprinkled a large amount of orange red on Nanxi and Ran Yao. The surrounding villagers did not speak, urged, with serious and calm expressions, standing with shovels, waiting quietly.Nan Xi realized that it was time, so she had to let go of Ran Yao, straightened his clothes, put him in a comfortable position, and turned his head to the right.

Ran Yao is used to sleeping on Nanxi's left side, so when sleeping, his head always tilts to the right unconsciously.

Still no one moved, Nan Xi knew that they were all waiting for him to sow the first handful of soil.After doing this action, Ran Yao completely left Nan Xi's life, and has been separated from him ever since.

When the sky was getting darker, Nan Xi took out the thing stuck to his heart and put it in Ran Yao's hands. Although countless desperate emotions were tearing at his body, trying to stop him from moving, he still endured the pain, Grab a handful of soft soil and cover the photo in Ran Yao's hand.

That was the first photo of them together.

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