spring dream

Chapter 57

The sound of the train "rumbling" came through the window into the soft sleeper room full of four people. Lu Xiaozhao rubbed his eyes and sat up from the upper bunk with his head on the chicken coop. Lu Ran was watching today's news with his mobile phone. The bed directly below was crowded. Carrying their luggage, time seems to go back to that trip six years ago, only this time...

Wen Qi raised his neck in Xiao Er's arms with difficulty, and faced him face to face, his eyebrows were sour, and he said with a tired face: "The bed is originally small, and you are so big, so no one can sleep well."

Xiao Er turned over with the person in his arms and lay flat on the bed. The problem was solved. He patted Wen Qi on the back: "Go to sleep a little longer."

This time, it was a trip with four people.

Lao Song called half an hour before arriving in Kunming. Xiao E picked it up, first laughed, then sighed, and faltered. Wen Qi could only hear a sentence, "Send some photos, you will see them in a while, it's really unnecessary." Greeting ceremony. Huh? Of course she is beautiful, my daughter-in-law."

There are a lot of people traveling to Yunnan in winter, and Xiao E is at the end of the line at the exit with Wen Qi in his arms. He didn't move two steps before he saw Lao Song, who was holding a sign, waiting outside the iron fence.

Lao Song's eyes almost fell out after seeing the "wife" in Xiao Er's mouth.He touched his heart, buffered his emotions, tried not to make his expression look too distorted, smiled and stuffed a red envelope into Wen Qi's pocket, but someone gave him a bigger one in return.

Wen Qi rolled his eyes: "Driving is very hard, I have to thank Uncle Song."

Lao Song pinched the thickness of the red envelope and sighed. It was not the first time I saw it. Compared with the sick state before, it looks really... very beautiful now.

Daqie galloped all the way, Xiao Er was sitting in the co-pilot, and Wen Qi watched the scene outside the window for a long time behind him, glanced casually, squinted, and met Xiao Er's gaze from the rearview mirror.

Wen Qi took out his mobile phone. The old model with flip cover was eliminated when Xiao Er graduated from university. The color of the keys faded. He didn't dislike it.

He typed out the words not very proficiently, and sent it over, and the other party came back quickly, with faint smiles on the corners of their mouths.

- what am i doinglook at the scene.

-Where is the scene that looks better than you.

There was no need to be in such a hurry as the previous visit, and rested somewhere else for two nights along the way. At noon with continuous drizzle, the group finally arrived at the Cherry Blossom Valley of Wuliang Mountain.

Mr. Xu couldn't stand up anymore, but even though he was in bed, he still insisted on going to the door to meet them, and told the nanny to arrange the accommodation. He waved at Xiao Er and led them back to the room for a long chat.

From the teahouse to the courtyard house, to some changes in the old city, and finally to Mr. Xiao, and back to the past when I was young.

When Mr. Xu saw Wen Qi, he stretched out his withered wrist. Wen Qi held his hand and called Grandpa Xu softly.

Their room is on the third floor. Looking out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a lush Pu'er tea field nearby, a cherry blossom tree a few meters away, and a vast and immeasurable mountain range in the distance, appearing and disappearing in the hazy rain and fog.

"It's not the right time." Xiao E put down his luggage, made a cup of tea, and warmed up Wen Qi by the window.

"It's not raining much." Wen Qi covered his hands with the warm cup, his fair fingertips blushed a little, and he sent an invitation to Xiao Er, "Would Boss Xiao go for a walk with me?"

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold." Despite saying this, Xiao Er turned around and rummaged through the suitcase for his clothes.

"Just the red one." Wen Qi walked over and put on directly, but he couldn't pull the hem to the end, and Xiao Er cunningly hijacked him halfway.

Wen Qi blocked him with his arms, and wanted to run away with a smile, but Xiao E caught him back in his arms, squeezed his slender waist twice, and barely passed the addiction.

After tidying up and opening the door, Lu Ran came back with Lu Xiaozhao on his back. Wen Qi asked, "What's wrong with Xiaozhao?"

"I'm tired and sleepy from jumping around." Lu Ran said, "I'll take him back to his room to rest for a while."

There was an oil-paper umbrella at the entrance of the bamboo building. It was warm yellow, and Wen Qi liked it very much. Even though the rain had stopped when he walked down the hill, he still propped it up, raised it over his head, and strolled leisurely among the tea fields.

The light was blocked by the paper umbrella, Wen Qi's face was half-bright, but his figure was a touch of bright red, always so dazzling.

Xiao Er took his hand, and the two of them walked slowly like this, stretched their waists, slowed down their breathing, and enjoyed a beautiful and pleasant afternoon.

At the next fork in the road, Xiao E stopped following Wen Qi, but stood under a cherry tree, quietly staring at his lover.

The shadow of the tree swayed, the petals fluttered down, the wind blew, and the familiar voice rang in my ears, "Every year, I ask you how much you remember, I will be in love with you for the rest of my life, and I will be happy with you".

The dark clouds parted and the sun poured down. Wen Qi turned around, smiled at Xiao Er, put down the oil-paper umbrella, took a step, and ran towards him against the fragrance of flowers.