petition to god

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The wind chimes "dingling" under the eaves.

Nan Xi woke up, with her heart beating violently, her headache was about to split, and the picture in front of her was spinning like a kaleidoscope.He sat up clutching his chest, his protruding back bent into a sharp arc, he hadn't eaten well recently, his body was getting thinner and thinner, and his originally healthy complexion had long been morbid.

Ran Yao has been gone for almost a year.

Every time he wakes up, Nan Xi will habitually grope beside him. The hazy consciousness gives him illusions, but the reality soon makes him feel pain again.After fully waking up, his body was filled with pain that he couldn't avoid and couldn't escape. He couldn't find a way out in this repeated torture.

The last touch left on the hand is Ran Yao's bony bones, body eroded by cancer, weak and broken.Nan Xi was powerless, helpless, and helpless. He grabbed his hair and tore it with a brute force. Where did he get the time to make a decision?to think?To delay?

Ran Yao never gave him this chance.

Nan Xi opened the wooden door, staggered and fell to sit under the eaves, legs crossed, and in the distance were the magnificent Cangshan Mountain and rice fields in Liangxian Village.There is no color, it is all black and white, there is no Ran Yao around, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is desolate to the eye.

There was a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, which he bought at a nearby convenience store a few days ago, and there was only one left. Nan Xi anxiously took it out, lit it, and spat out tremblingly.After two or three puffs, he crushed out the cigarette butt with his fingers, went back to the room and began to pack Ran Yao's clothes, there were not many of them, and he couldn't even fill a small suitcase.

He greeted the bedridden grandma in the back room, pulled the suitcase, and walked towards Anya Cemetery three kilometers away.

Liangxian Village has not been peaceful these days. The village chief decided to follow the proposal of the Urban and Rural Committee to expand the Qianshui Temple and its surroundings into a tourist attraction, and rely on the collection of tickets and incense money to drive the economic development of the entire village.

It is a happy event for every household in Liangxian Village. Many vacant houses can be transformed into small farmyards, which can be rented out to tourists who come here for vacation, so that they can earn more income and no longer have to worry about making a living that is difficult to maintain. .

Loud noises came from a distance, and Nan Xi could see the ladder trucks and bulldozers driving towards Qianshui Temple.He felt noisy and bored, so he quickened his pace, walked towards the narrow path hidden among the rice fields, and ran staggeringly towards the mountain road with his suitcase.

Ran Yao's stele is a simple wooden board, Nan Xi made it out of boxwood branches, with a few strokes, it reads: Ran Yao's tomb, Nan Xi stands.

Nan Xi wiped Ran Yao's name on the wooden board with his hands, sat in front of it, pulled the suitcase, opened it, and took out three or four pieces of clothing, as well as a picture album that felt a little thick.

He drank a can of beer, and sprinkled the last sip on the open space in front of him, watering the soil, and it dried up quickly when the wind blew.

The lighter ignited the cloth in his hand, and Nan Xi put them back into the box until thick black smoke came out.He stared at the dazzling light obsessively, and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch it. It was the temperature on Ran Yao's body. He was nostalgic for it, but he could no longer enjoy it.

How much Ran Yao likes him, Nan Xi is afraid that he will recover after losing it. Those little thoughts hidden in the ordinary years that are not easy to detect have long been regarded by Nan Xi as a habit, and habits are the easiest to ignore a person pay.

They have been together for so long that what Nanxi perceives first is the family affection, and then the love that is gradually fermented due to companionship and staying together.When he realized this, realized how much he liked Ran Yao, how much he wanted to pamper him, protect him, accept him, and cherish him, fate played a big joke on him.

In just one year of illness, he hadn't had time to be with Ran Yao, and he hadn't told him his true heart.

Nan Xi finally discovered that he had long been used to Ran Yao staying by her side every step of the way, and never thought that he would leave suddenly one day.When this tiny possibility inevitably happened, all the love and tenderness brought by Yin Ranyao turned into pain and suffering.

They met in an orphanage when Nan Xi was five years old and Ran Yao was four years old. When Nan Xi was seven years old and Ran Yao was six years old, they had a warm little home for two. When Nan Xi was 14 years old and Ran Yao was 13 years old, they left their hometown. , went to the county to study, get in touch with the society, and returned to his hometown when Ran Yao was away, staying together.

The ending of Nanxi and Ran Yao is that Ran Yao failed to survive his 19th birthday, and Nanxi will live the rest of his life alone with Ran Yao's wish.

When he was a child, Ran Yao always liked to draw, but he stopped drawing when he entered junior high school, and saved a whole volume.Nan Xi opened it cherishingly. Although the thick lines of the crayon really affected the appearance, he also thought it was beautiful, even more beautiful than the scenery of Liangxian Village.

The first picture is a wooden house, the second is a wind chime, the third is a red dragonfly, the fourth is Nanxi, the fifth is Nanxi, and the sixth is Nanxi...

There are nineteen pictures in total, and the painting skills of each picture have improved, at least let Nan Xi see that the black lump is himself drawn by Ran Yao.Her expression gradually softened, and she pinched the footer of the penultimate picture with her fingers. Nan Xi couldn't help being curious about what Ran Yao would draw in the last picture, was it herself?Or is it some other scenery?

When he turned the page and saw the line of crayon words lying crookedly on the white paper, he closed his eyes in despair.

-Ran Yao loves Nan Xi

At that time, Ran Yao was only eleven or twelve years old, and he couldn't even write the word "love" smoothly, but he could be sure of his sincerity for a person, and he was consistent.

Nan Xi's tears wet Ran Yao's name, he missed Ran Yao's eyes, lips, body, everything about Ran Yao.

"Damn it." Nan Xi slammed his forehead heavily on the wooden board, and scratched his heart twice, "It's fucking painful."

After tearing off the page, he held the album into the fire, staring at the bright flames that burned away all traces of Ran Yao, and finally disappeared in the gradually warming spring breeze.

After more than half a year of being in a daze, the whole person became decadent, and the wooden clogs dragged a long series of "da da da" sounds on the gravel road. Nan Xi walked to the gate of Liangxian Primary School, and several children were chasing after him with a toy plane. Running around, one of them bumped into him, Nan Xi knew him, he was the grandson of the village chief.

It was just spring, but the little fat man wiped the sweat off his face with a wheeze, his eyes squeezed into slits by a smile: "Brother Nan Xi."

"Yeah." Nan Xi stroked his wet/wet/wet head, "Look at the way, don't fall."

The little fat man didn't take it seriously, and raised the plane over his head, pointing in the direction of Qianshui Temple, he asked, "Has brother Nan Xi gone to Qianshui Temple?"

The deep forest was surrounded by several layers of hazy mist, new bamboo shoots broke through the ground at the gate of the temple, and a flock of birds flew over the hill where Qianshui Temple was located. Nan Xi lowered his eyelashes: "No."

"I heard that there are gods there, and praying to the gods can make your wish come true." The little fat man crossed his arms and ran two steps on the spot, "Construction will start tomorrow, so I have to hurry up and talk to the gods about what's on my mind. "

It's been a while since I laughed, Nan Xi slightly raised the corner of her mouth: "Then tell me first, what wishes do you have?"

The little fat man frowned, raised his arm like a lotus root, and fingered his fingers thoughtfully: "You don't have to do your homework, you have endless snacks, and you can clear the game quickly, um... People I like can like me .”

Nan Xi poked his chubby little face and joked with him: "You want the gods to die of exhaustion?"

The little fat man blushed, hesitated for a long time, and sighed: "Then... I hope the person I like can like me."

Nan Xi was stunned, and when his eyes were refocused, the little fat man had already run away, the red sun was shining on his figure, Nan Xi smiled, "I hope you can get your wish", and then walked onto the familiar path in the field , Humming the melody of the nursery rhyme.

A convenience store opened next to the mountain road near the station. Nan Xi walked in lazily, pushed the door open, went straight to the freezer, and took out a few cans of beer.

Grandma likes to eat the fruit candy here. When she was a child, she often peeled it for him and Ran Yao. Nan Xi chose two bags, thought about it, and ordered a pack of cigarettes. Just as she was about to pay the bill, two people walked in the door, a man and a woman, wearing Tight cycling clothes, talking and laughing.

The girl's laughter stopped abruptly, and Nan Xi caught a glimpse of her frightened expression from the corner of her eye, so she turned her head and froze for a moment, before he could fully react, the boy had already opened his mouth one step ahead of him: "You are... Nan Xi? "

Nan Xi suddenly asked, "Captain?"

When old best friends meet again, it stands to reason that there should be some polite conversations, handshakes, or hugs, but the captain didn't, and neither did the senior sister. expression.

Nan Xi was a little uncomfortable being stared at. She hooked her lips back with the tip of her tongue, and called again tentatively: "Captain?"

"It's really you!" The captain came quickly with half-belief, hugged Nan Xi tightly, and patted him on the shoulder, "It's great that you're fine."

Hearing this, Nan Xi was confused. He looked at the girl standing at the door, and found that her expression was still solemn.

"Why did you come to Liangxian Village?" Nan Xi asked bluntly.

"Cycling past here, stop to buy some water." The captain let go of him, casually fished a few bottles of water from the shelf, and bought the bill with Nanxi's.

Before he could say his thanks, the captain glanced left and right, wandered around the shop, and suddenly asked, "Where's Ran Yao?"

Nan Xi's heart almost went into cardiac arrest when he was asked, he faltered and replied: "At home...sleeping."

"Tell him to pay more attention to rest, taking care of you is so hard." The captain thumped Nan Xi's chest with his fist, "You boy, you have to treat him well."

Nan Xi froze in place in a daze.

The sun was setting and it was getting late. The captain followed the girl out of the convenience store. The hand pulling the door stopped suddenly. He turned his head and asked solemnly, "Nan Xi, your illness...has really healed?"

A chill came out from the bottom of his heart, and climbed along the blood vessels to the limbs. His knees seemed to be nailed. Nan Xi subconsciously supported the shelf beside him. He didn't know whether he finally nodded or shook his head.

The door of the convenience store was closed, and through the glass, the backs of the captain and senior sister gradually drifted away.

Nan Xi covered his face blankly, he was shocked to find that there seemed to be a small blank in his memory.

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