Follow the sound and follow the way

During the snow season, the Alps are almost half-sealed, and the days are shrouded in clouds and mist. Naturally, there is no sunrise to see near G Town.

But the two protagonists who mysteriously disappeared early in the morning did indeed go out for the "sunrise".

Back to bedtime the night before, the two musicians who were over [-] years old were exhausted physically and mentally under the double baptism of white opium and dog blood stories. Although they could not arouse the interest in sex, the nighttime whispers between the lovers were still sweet And happy.

Mu Kang recently invented a childish game. The game is to count Lin Yan's eyelashes, and then let the owner of the eyelashes guess how many there are. If he guesses wrong, he will be punished with alcohol.

This game is more unreasonable than guessing the name of the dish, because Mu Dacai often can't help but switch to his relatives after counting halfway, and there is a high possibility of misfiring, and he will come back to count when he is done. Forget about the progress of the previous game.

Lin Yan still never confronted each other, and he still didn't mind.

He closed his eyes, letting his lover's hot breath linger on his lips, and a smile inadvertently appeared in the corner of his eyes.

Mu Kang lay on Lin Yan's body, using all his endurance to focus his eyes on Lin Yan's slender and thick eyelashes, counted absently for a long time, and finally said: "The count is over."

Lin Yan opened his eyes: "Is there a range?"

Mu Kang: "Between one hundred and three and one hundred and fourteen."

Lin Yan blinked and asked tentatively, "130 two?"

Mu Kang forced himself to keep a straight face: "No, there are two more chances."

Lin Yan thought for a while, then guessed again: "130 five."

He stared at Mu Kang tenderly: "Really?

Even though they have been together for so long, Mu Kang still has no resistance to Lin Yan's single-minded eyes.He stretched out his hand to cover Lin Yan's eyes, and said cowardly, "...don't look at me like that."

Lin Yan said quietly: "I want to see you."

Mu Kang quickly put his hand down.

Lin Yan asked again: "Is that right?"

Mu Kang: "..."

He suddenly lowered his head to hold Lin Yan's lips as if hiding his ears, and gradually extended it into a lingering deep kiss. After parting his lips, he buried himself in Lin Yan's neck and said sullenly, "I forgot."

Lin Yan laughed: "Yes."

"You are too recruiting, Lin Sansui." Mu Kang whispered in his lover's ear, "Don't look at people casually during rehearsal."

Lin Yan said with a correct attitude: "Okay."

Mukang: "What is Brahms' performance?"

Lin Yan: "Next week will play Bosi."

"You were playing Bo Yi when we first met." Mu Kang propped up his body and looked deeply at Lin Yan. "That was the first time I heard someone express a symphony so well with a piano."

Lin Yan said nostalgicly: "That was the first time I heard Mu Dacai bulleting my own theme with my own ears."

The bedside lamp softened the conductor's handsome and delicate facial lines, Mu Kang looked at Lin Yan fascinatedly, and murmured: "You haven't changed."

Lin Yan stroked Mu Kang's sexy curved mouth with his thumb, and said softly, "You haven't changed."

Mu Kang leaned back on Lin Yan again, and looked sideways at the dark night sky outside the window: "I changed, but you pulled me back later."

Lin Yan hugged Mu Kang tightly, and said firmly, "You haven't changed."

Mu Kang was silent for a while, and laughed at himself: "They are right, they are really tossing around."

That night, Mu Kang had rare insomnia.

He was aroused by the phrase "tossing around blindly" with deep regret and fear in his heart.Memories fermented and spread in the silence and darkness, and Mu Kang stood alone at the end of the story, looking through the past decade with emotion.

The past is both beautiful and painful, half the antidote and the other half the drug.

Mu Kang turned sideways and embraced Lin Yan gently.Even in his sleep, his lover was extremely considerate, and immediately leaned over inadvertently. The cool body temperature and faint ebony fragrance transformed into the wonderful touch of Lin Yan's fingertips, soothing Mu Kang's restless and beating nerves.

Like a light that penetrates the darkness and illuminates the way forward.

There are no lights in the mountains, but the people around you are shining brightly.

Mu Kang opened his eyes and thought for a while, then quietly reached out to pick up the mobile phone on the bedside table, and began to search for winter climbing routes around G Town.

At six o'clock in the morning, the snow-capped mountains outside the window faintly reveal their majestic outlines in the morning light.Lin Yan was still asleep, and vaguely heard someone calling softly, "Lin Sansui".

Even if he didn't wake up, he could tell that this was his sweetheart's exclusive name for him, and unconsciously stretched out his hand in the direction of the sound.

It was the first time Mu Kang woke Lin Yan up early in the morning. Inexperienced, he was caught off guard by a sleeping three-year-old child.

Being able to hug people without waking up is worthy of coaxing the world of Dugu to seek defeat.

Mu Kang hugged the soft and hot dazed version of Lin Yan, his whole heart seemed to be wrapped in a layer of honey by Lin Sansui, who was about a candy in his previous life, and even his voice was a little weak: "Lin Sansui..."

Lin Yan rubbed Mu Kang's neck affectionately, and it took a long time before he said "hmm", and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you going to wake up?"

Mu Kang: "Well, let's go to see the sunrise."

Lin Yan asked in a daze, "Is there a sunrise?"

Mu Kang: "Yes, I just studied it."

Lin Yan did not doubt him, let go of Mu Kang and struggled to sit up: "Okay."

When the two walked out of the hotel at seven o'clock after breakfast, the sky was already bright.Wearing a thick woolen hat, Lin Yan walked up the mountain with Mu Kang passing by a small town house covered by snow, and said with a smile, "Sunrise has long passed."

"Yeah." Mu Kang readily admitted, "I just want to get rid of those people and stay with you alone."

Lin Yan glanced at Mu Kang with a smile, and walked quickly to the front, with the attitude of a child who can't wait to lead the way.

Mu Kang yelled against the wind: "Are you happy?"

Lin Yan turned around and said clearly, "Happy."

The Alps in winter have only one color, and everywhere you look is dazzling white, even the end of the field of vision and the edge of the sky are covered with snow.No one cares about the mountaineering trails during the snow season. The two of them walked on the snow trail at an altitude of 2000 meters. In addition to the whistling wind, the only sound in their ears was the breathing of fellow travelers.

In the vast world, there is a sense of ignorance and ignorance that is incompatible with the world.

In the mind of the domineering and selfish Mu Dacai, the so-called "stay alone with you for a while" means that he really wants to be "alone" so that even the world, mountains, lakes, and the world can't covet his beloved Ayan.At this moment, the surging snow blocked all prying eyes, whether real or imaginary, and he held Lin Yan proudly, and said triumphantly as he walked, "It's just the two of us left."

Lin Yan: "Yes."

Mu Kang reached out and hugged Lin Yan into his arms: "Is it cold?"

Lin Yan: "It's not cold, you're so hot."

Mu Kang: "Do you know why I brought you here?"

Lin Yan said naturally: "Because I want to be 'alone' with me for a while."

Mu Kang stopped and asked in a little surprise, "Did you see it?"

Lin Yan said seriously: "Well, because I want to be with you too."

Mu Kang: "..."

Banana man Lin Yan's bad advantage in Chinese is vividly reflected in this sentence. Mu Kang stood there in a daze, and was stripped of his sanity in an instant.

He stared blankly at Lin Yan who was getting closer, and vaguely heard his lover say "I still want to kiss you" in the wind, and was pushed straight down into the soft snow, and his sunglasses fell aside.

A second before the lips and teeth met, Mu Kang had a fleeting exclamation in his mind: Why can he always do it...know what I want better than myself.

They kiss affectionately on the snow mountain where only each other is left, as if the world has not yet opened and life is waiting to begin. He and him are the only two heartbeats in the world.

Lin Yan bit Mu Kang's sexy lips lightly, let go of his hands and turned over and sat aside. Mu Kang lay in the snow for a while before sitting up: "It's not like you, Lin Zhi, to be so bold."

Lin Yan smiled and said nothing.

Mu Kang dug up the snow with one hand, squeezed out a beautiful heart-shaped snowball two or three times, handed it to Lin Yan and said, "I'll play with you."

Lin Yan's eyes lit up, and the brown pupils were full of touching joy, and he took it as if he had found a treasure.

Mu Kang stood up and put on his sunglasses: "Let's go, there is a viewing platform in front, you can rest for a while."

The viewing platform is located in the middle of the hiking route, with an altitude of less than 3000 meters, close to the steep cliff, with a wide view, and it is rare to see the sun in winter.The color of the sunlight is almost the same as that of the snow-capped mountains. The single color within the line of sight is divided into three levels by the sun in the sky, the snow-capped mountains around us, and the valleys in the distance.

The two picked a seat right in the middle, swept away the snow and sat down.Lin Yan held the heart-shaped snowball made by Mu Kang fondly. The body temperature had already melted half of it, and the cold snow water dripped from between his fingers, but Lin Yan was unwilling to let go.

Mu Kang saw Lin Yan's cautious demeanor and thought to himself: Now is the time.

Looking at the vast snow-covered plain in the distance, he said, "Two years ago, we were also in the snow... the environment is similar to the current one. I read a story about a poet and a prison guard, remember?"

Lin Yan looked at Mu Kang in surprise, nodded and said, "I remember."

"During the two months when you ran to Africa, I had a dream repeatedly." Mu Kang said, "I am a poet, and you are a prison guard. The characters and the plot in the dream are very real and there is no fault. It always scares me. Awake."

Lin Yan was silent for a moment, then whispered: "We don't..."

"I know it's different, we have a good ending." Mu Kang said calmly, "I just sometimes think, why can we have different endings?"

Lin Yan was stunned, and rarely followed Mu Kang's train of thought.

"Later I figured it out." Mu Kang gave Lin Yan a comforting look, and said in a deep voice, "Silence is guilty, and you didn't keep silent."

"In the story of the prison guard and the poet, one chose to watch and the other chose to give up. The brother prison guard never appeared in front of the poet, and the poet also lost his nostalgia for life."

"But in our story, you appeared in front of me 11 years ago."

"Like a node, from that day on, the story is doomed to another ending."

"Whether I see you or not, no matter how disgusting and hypocritical I am, I will not give up..." Mu Kang took two deep breaths, trying to swallow the sourness that swarmed his throat, "...It is because I met you."

Lin Yan watched his palm turn into a centimeter-square snowball, and gave a soft "hmm".

"If there is a Multidimensional universe, they are probably you and me living in another universe. They always feel familiar." Mu Kang joked, "For example, although I don't know how to write poetry, I occasionally read and recite poems to find inspiration."

Lin Yan laughed: "I know."

The two sat in the snow and looked at each other and smirked for a while. Mu Kang looked away and said casually, "I read a poem recently and it touched my heart. May I recite it to you?"

Lin Yan said expectantly, "Okay."

Mu Kang stood up, turned his back to Lin Yan, blocked the plateau sunlight that was not too hot in winter, and read slowly in a statement-like calm tone:

"Fengxue didn't drink but got drunk,

No more madness in the pine woods..."

As soon as he finished reading this sentence, he couldn't control his voice, his chest was full of soreness, but his heartbeat became disordered due to tension.

Mu Kang closed his eyes, took half a minute to stabilize his mind, and continued to read:

"...Silence like Ophelia,

Sing with us all night. "

Lin Yan's eye sockets turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He stared at his palm in disbelief.The last bit of snow left in his hands also melted into clear snow water, leaving a pair of platinum rings that reflected the snow light quietly in place.

Mu Kang turned around, slowly knelt down on one knee in the snow, took Lin Yan's cold hand, and picked up one of the pair of rings soaked in snow water.

The trembling fingertips showed that he was not much more calm than Lin Yan in his flustered state of mind.

Mu Kang held his breath, looked at Lin Yan against the light devoutly, as if he was on the edge of the sunlight, and read the second half of the poem to himself:

"I seem to see a figure,

He became one with the silence..."

Lin Yan watched Mu Kang quietly, tears streaming down his face before he knew it.

"First he said goodbye,

Then I left it generously..."

Lin Yanhui held Mu Kang's hand, and together with Mu Kang wept, he finished the last sentence: "...you will be with me until you die.

Mu Kang heaved a sigh of relief, blinked secretly to drive away the damp heat in the corners of his eyes, and silently said "Thank you Akhmatova for the assist" ten times in his heart, and put the ring on Lin Yan's slender ring finger with an overbearing gesture that could not be refused: "Lin Yan , I want to have you, all of you."

"From the past, present, and future lifetimes."

Lin Yan lowered his head, tears fell on the ring through the cold wind and day and night, and with tumbling enthusiasm, he branded the sacred oath that would never change forever.

I love him so much.

Thank fate for letting him love me too.

Trembling, Lin Yan took the other ring to Mu Kang, and recited a solemn response to his lover with Akhmatova's poem:

"'Only a mirror can dream a mirror, and only silence can keep silence'..."

He leaned over and kissed Mu Kang with tears-soaked lips: "Only you can have me."

EvanLin, never lie.

The Alps in winter are pure and white stretching beyond the sky. Above the snow line is a mountain of snow that never melts all year round. Below the snow line is a couple who are finally married.

He said goodbye to him first, and then stayed generously, becoming one with the silence in the wind and snow.

Yuanran has a long way to go.

They know each other.

They live and die together.

————Volume IV·Unfinished·End————

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Note:

The BGM of this chapter is the fourth symphony of Brahms (Johannes Brahms-The Symphony No. 4 in Eminor, Op. 98), the last symphony of German composer Johannes Brahms, written in 1884 and performed in Germany in 1885 Meiningen premiere.