tall rose

Chapter 21 XXI

Did he fail the exam, or did he get into trouble with those four guys?

Xia Zang stroked Yang Sheng's trembling back, and was about to say something when the class bell rang.

Yang Sheng broke away from the hug, pretending to be calm and said: "Well, brother, I'm going to class first, see you later."

But without waiting for Xia Zang to respond, he turned his head and climbed up the stairs in a few steps, which was very different from the usual brisk and happy.

If I read it correctly, the black eyes were filled with mist, and it seemed that it was going to rain in the blink of an eye.

Xia Zang went downstairs step by step, and stopped for a while in the corridor, watching the moon from the side of the low wall.

There was a small gap in the empty heart, like a fine stone falling from the edge of a cliff, falling silently into the darkness.

It turned out to be a little pain, I don't know why.

He didn't want to see Yang Sheng like this, but this time it seemed that a hug couldn't solve any problems.

It's rare to be late for class, but fortunately, I was caught by Teacher Luo.

Rarely restless, looking at the yellow jue outside the window with the incandescent light, I felt that it was ghosting in the night wind.

If it's just a test failure, that's okay; if it's someone else who finds fault, it's a bit troublesome to deal with, but it will always be resolved.

But with Yang Sheng's gaffe, he clearly confided to Xia Zang that the matter is not that simple.

The whole body trembled uncontrollably, the arms unconsciously tightened when they hugged each other, and the "Brother" that was about to cry but stopped abruptly in the ear.

Xia Zang felt at that moment that Yang Sheng was broken in his arms.

At the moment of separation, they quickly and reluctantly joined together into their original appearance.

I have to ask, Xia Zang put down his pen and sighed.

After two classes, Xia Zang seldom stepped on the bell, picked up his schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom door, regardless of whether the students behind him would carefully turn off the lights and close the windows.

He got into the corridor a few steps, and climbed up to the fourth floor in one breath before the large troops from school rushed in.

Class [-] also just ended, Xia Zang went against the flow of people and saw Yang Sheng stepping out of the classroom with his shoulders draped over his shoulders.

"Brother?" At the moment they looked at each other, even though they were separated by a long distance, Xia Zang clearly felt the light in those foggy eyes.

It does have a soothing effect.

Xia Zang's heart unconsciously surged with sour sweetness, hiss.

And the male student who was draping Yang Sheng's shoulder also lowered his arm with a wink, "Oh, Sheng'er, this is your brother?"

Withdrawing the comment of "winking", Xia Zang thought silently, and what kind of strange and intimate name is "Sheng'er", is the relationship between you boys so close?

After brainstorming for a while, Xia Zang stood still, but didn't know what to say.

Suddenly I felt that he ran up so rashly, so stupid.

I have to go down again later, so I might as well wait at the door of my own classroom.

On the contrary, the male student who was very wink said generously: "I've been hearing about you from Sheng'er, brother Xia, my name is Jiang Yanxu, and I'm a good buddy from Sheng'er~"

"I also heard Yang Sheng talk about you." He said dryly, without sincerity at all.

Xia Zang tried his best to smile a little, but it was too fake, and his cheeks hurt.

"I'll leave that sound to you, Brother Xia." Jiang Yanxu gently pushed the stupefied Yang Sheng towards Xia Zang, "I don't know what's wrong with his evening self-study, he has always been in such a distraught state, I asked him what was wrong and he didn't say anything."

"So please, brother Xia, please persuade him well, and tell him that although he didn't score [-] points, it is already very good to be in the top [-] of the whole grade."

Subconsciously, Xia Zang stepped forward, took Yang Sheng's arm, and gently squeezed it.

"I know, thank you." Nodding gratefully, I inexplicably felt that Jiang Yanxu should be a good person, but his brain seems to be not very good...no offense meant.

"Then I'll go first." Jiang Yanxu waved his hand obediently, and looked worriedly at Yang Sheng, who was out of his body, "Sheng'er, see you tomorrow."

Yang Sheng snorted softly, but didn't make any other response.

Xia Zang had no choice but to continue: "Be careful on the road."

In order to avoid blocking the way of others going downstairs, Xia Zang took Yang Sheng by his sleeve and led him to the overpass connecting the science building.

It's just that the overpass on this building has been blocked, and almost no one came over. Xia Zang relaxed his body and let Yang Sheng hug him up like a small animal.

It was time to say something and ask something, but right now Yang Sheng was very obedient and quiet, and Xia Zang was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would break the tranquility.

I'm afraid that Yang Sheng will be broken like before.

It was the same when I came back from home two days ago, or even further away, like sleepwalking in the second year of junior high school.

What exactly is going on.

Can you tell me, Yang Sheng.

"The moon is pretty good tonight." When the words came to his lips, he said the most insignificant sentence.

Yang Sheng turned his body slightly, wanting to poke his head to look.

Xia Zang took the opportunity to pinch the back of his neck and said, "It's blocked by the building, so I have to go down to see it."

After a while, Yang Sheng said softly: "Then let's go back, brother."

The teaching building was empty, Yang Sheng grabbed Xia Zang's wrist and followed slowly.

When I reached the stairs, I was suddenly stopped by someone: "That..."

It was a girl, Xia Zang stopped and motioned Yang Sheng to look over.

Yang Sheng yelled clearly with dignity: "Haoyue."

The girl who was called "Haoyue" lifted the belt of her schoolbag and frowned slightly: "Yang Sheng, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Yang Sheng waved his hand, "It's so late, why are you still at school?"

"I just stayed in the office for a while, Brother Liu asked me what's wrong with you." The girl explained, and then looked at Xia Zang next to her, "Who is this?"

"Oh, my brother." Yang Sheng replied, clasping Xia Zang's wrist.

Xia Zang nodded friendly and said, "Thank you for your concern."

"Don't stop, bro, you're being polite." The girl spoke incoherently, and even called Xia Zang along with Yang's voice, "It's all my fault, I only mentioned some things, I'm sorry."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yang Sheng said dissatisfied.

The girl put a seal on her mouth and said, "Then I'll go first, see you tomorrow. I want to open up a bit, Teacher Yang."

Even without giving them a chance to answer, they clanged downstairs with their schoolbags on their backs.

"Your classmate...what did you mention?" Xia Zang asked Yang Sheng after the sound of footsteps disappeared at the end of the stairs, leading Yang Sheng down.

"It's nothing," Yang Sheng exhaled softly, "It's the class next door to us, a classmate passed away unexpectedly, during the National Day holiday."

"Is it your friend?" Xia Zang asked subconsciously.

"No." Yang Sheng shook his head, "I don't know her."

"But even if I don't know each other, I'm sad."

The gap in his heart became loose again, and Xia Zang could feel something crawling into the gap as the rocks rolled down.

Needle-like pain, accompanied by numbness and itching, that thing is a sharp-edged seed, which has taken root in the crack of the heart.

"Don't be sad." Xia Zang couldn't catch up with his downcast eyes, so he could only comfort him a little clumsily, "Don't be sad."

"It's because I'm too hypocritical, bro." Yang Sheng said, loosening his grip on Xia Zang's wrist.

Xia Zang took advantage of the situation and clasped his palm, interlocking his fingers.

"Let's go back, Yang Sheng."

If you are not in the mood to look at the moon again, even if it is as bright as jade, it is still missing a piece and cannot be complete.

Just like Dasu's words said: "People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny cycles. This matter is difficult to complete in ancient times."

Xia Zang couldn't think of how to comfort Yang Sheng.

With this half-missed moon, or with the evening wind that whimpers hoarsely, or with the endless path winding into darkness before us?

It seems that everything is frost on top of the snow.

"Don't stand in front of my grave and cry." Xia Zang's voice was hoarse, reciting the poems he had copied into the coil.

"Don't stand on my grave and weep

i'm not there

i never fell asleep

I am the wind whizzing by thousands

I am the softly falling snow

I am the gentle shower,

I am the land where the grain is ripening.

I am in the silence of the morning

I'm in the graceful sprint of a bird's circle

I am the gentle stars in the night sky

I am in the blooming flowers,

I am in a quiet room.

I am among the singing birds,

I am in every pleasant thing.

don't stand on my grave and cry

i'm not there

I never died"

They walked out of the winding path, passing through the shadows of the whirling trees, and the waning moon illuminated the gap without street lights.

Moonlight flowed on Xia Zang's fingertips, and he handed the flowing moonlight to Yang Sheng.

"I seem to have heard the English version of this poem. Teacher Qiao let us play the audio of the recitation." Yang Sheng said softly.

"Well, the original poem was written by an American poet." Xia Zang explained, "Maybe that classmate has gone to the stars, you look up."

They stopped and raised their heads together in the open space.

The night is deep and the stars are bright.

One, two, three... Countless.

The sky is full of splendor, and there are countless silver bells that can laugh.

"I hope that there is an active volcano and an extinct volcano on that star." Yang Sheng finally lifted his spirits and said following Xia Zang's words, "The active volcano can be used as a stove for cooking, and the extinct volcano can be used as a bench to sit on." , watching many, many sunsets.”

Xia Zang smiled and said, "Then I hope that there is no baobab tree on that star. It is hard work to clean it up."

Back home, everything is business as usual.

Before going to bed, Yang Sheng asked about Xia Zang's exam results, and praised and encouraged him just like Teacher Luo.

"You're enough." Xia Zang helplessly squeezed Yang Sheng's back, but he didn't want to use too much force, lifting half of his loose pajamas.

The fingertips touched a corner of the scar, and although it had healed, the edge was out of place with the surroundings.

"Sorry." Xia Zang immediately straightened his pajamas, pretending to be okay and ignoring the scar.

Yang Sheng was buried in his arms and couldn't get up, even though he said that he felt much better, he still clung to him softly.

"Brother, that's not a birthmark." Yang Sheng said dully.

Xia Zang didn't hear clearly, and looked down at him.

Yang Sheng showed half of his handsome face, his eyes were bright, "It's a scald when I was a child."

"Does it hurt?" subconsciously blurted out.

Yang Sheng hooked the corner of his mouth: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

The author has something to say:

If you are interested in the original poem, you can search it online. It is recommended to read the English version.

The reason why I use Chinese in the article is that my voice is average in English. It would be embarrassing for Xiaozang to recite it for him if he doesn't understand...

----small theater----

Regarding the title of Yang Sheng.

Jiang Yanxu: Sound.

Qiu Guanghaoyue: Teacher Yang, Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang's classmate, Yang Sheng.

Yang Sheng's mother and stepfather: whisper.

Xia Zang: I think everyone is very creative.

Yang Sheng: The name you called is not bad.

(little hamster or something)

Xia Zang: I decided to call it a more creative one, let me think about it...

Yang Sheng: Stop thinking about it, bro!The little hamster has already broken through the lower limit!

Author: But I want to be fair, your brother really didn't call you a little hamster in front of others.

Jiang Yanxu/Haoyue: So it can be called a little hamster, I learned it.

Yang Sheng: ...