I Just Came to Borrow a Light Chapter 61: End of text

Yuan Wu put the rings on the two of them in such a simple and rude way, and it took Lin Chengbu a long time to recover.

Then noticed that the ring on my finger seemed a little tight.

Yuan Wu probably bought two of his fingers without measuring his fingers?

He squatted in front of the suitcase and was too embarrassed to ask. After all, Yuan Wu was surprised to think of buying a ring, so he couldn't disappoint.

"Everything is ready." Yuan Wu also crouched down in front of him.

"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "Let's go now?"

"Wait a minute." Yuan Wu hesitated for a moment, grabbed his hand, and pulled off the ring he just put on.

"Why!" Lin Chengbu shouted.

"Change it," Yuan Wu lowered his head and pulled the one from his hand, "I'm... loose, the two rings are not the same size."

"...Isn't it the same number, you still put them all in the dumplings?" Lin Chengbu was a little speechless, but he was very moved. He watched Yuan Wu put another ring on his hand, and then hurried to Yuan Wu himself. Before wearing it, I grabbed the ring to help him put it on, "When did you measure it?"

"When you fall asleep," Yuan Wu said, "just take a rubber band and measure it."

"Oh." Lin Chengbu smiled, as if his heart was covered with fluff.

Yuan Wu's itinerary is as simple and rude as he wears a ring. The place where they want to see the snow is a forest farm. Normally, after the plane arrives at the place, they can rest for half a day, and take a car to go there the next morning.

But Yuan Wu thought it was troublesome and he didn't want to spend the night on the way. In addition, it was already 30 years old when they set off, so he contacted a chartered car, and the driver went to the airport to pick them up and drove directly to the forest farm.

"Prodigal stuff." Lin Chengbu sat on the plane and summed it up after listening to him talk about the itinerary.

"Have you been in your thirties at the hotel?" Yuan Wu covered a blanket and closed his eyes.

"It's not enough to leave yesterday." Lin Chengbu said.

"I miscalculated the time when I booked the ticket." Yuan Wu still closed his eyes.

Lin Chengbu opened his mouth but didn't say a word. After thinking about it, he smiled again. He touched the ring on his finger and laughed for at least two minutes.

"So excited?" Yuan Wu turned his head and glanced at him.

"Well," Lin Chengbu also turned his head and looked at him face to face, "I really didn't expect that one day we would be able to travel like this."

"I didn't even think that," Yuan Wu thought for a while, "I've never traveled before. The farthest place I've traveled is from my dad's place to my grandpa's house, and it takes an hour by plane."

"It's alright," Lin Chengbu took his hand and held it under the blanket, "we can go out to play when there is a holiday in the future, we can go anywhere we want, it's up to you."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu squeezed his fingers.

"Hey, I haven't asked you yet," Lin Chengbu put his hand in front of him, "When did you buy this ring, I really didn't find it at all."

"When you go to work," Yuan Wu said, "you go out and buy things when you have nothing to do."

"It's like going out to buy a Chinese cabbage," Lin Chengbu said with a smile, and looked at the ring again, "Is there water ripples on it?"

"Water waves," Yuan Wu frowned, "Infinity symbol, you haven't been to college, have you been to elementary school?"

"... Whose elementary school learns the infinity symbol!" Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, "Isn't infinity a horizontal 8? It's not an 8 either."

"Abstract," Yuan Wu said, and when Lin Chengbu still wanted to speak, he added, "Shut up."

Lin Chengbu didn't speak again.

Yuan Wu closed his eyes after confirming that he would not speak again: "I didn't sleep well yesterday, and I didn't get enough sleep today. I'll make up for a nap, and if you talk again, I'll kick you."

"Yeah." Lin Chengbu responded, tilting his head to look at Yuan Wu's profile.

Yuan Wu really fell asleep, frowning and hugging the blanket, his posture was quite arrogant, leaning against the window, one leg resting on Lin Chengbu's leg.

"What would you like to drink, sir?" The stewardess came over to deliver drinks.

"Coke," Lin Chengbu hugged Yuan Wu's leg, "give him a cup of coffee."

After the stewardess walked away, Lin Chengbu looked at the two cups on his desk and felt that he should have two cups of Coke. Anyway, Yuan Wu didn't seem to be able to wake up right now.

Finally he drank both glasses.

He doesn't feel sleepy. He was so excited last night that he didn't sleep much all night, but he's not sleepy now, and he can't get over the feeling of being excited for three or five days.

He put his hand into Yuanwu's trousers and felt it.

This guy is actually wearing a pair of thick long-johns... Just as he was about to put his hand in the long-johns and touch his legs, the stewardess came over to collect the cup.

Lin Chengbu quickly took out his hand from Yuan Wu's trousers and handed the cup to the flight attendant.

The stewardess glanced at him, held back a smile and walked away.

Tsk.

Yuan Wu's drowsiness was very solid. When the plane landed, Lin Cheng pushed him a few times before he opened his eyes and said impatiently, "I'll slap you."

"Sit down," Lin Chengbu pulled him up, "it's there."

"Oh." Yuan Wu looked out the window.

"Have you made up for the drowsiness?" Lin Chengbu leaned into his ear and pretended to speak, and kissed him on the cheek.

"It's okay," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "I'm not sleepy anyway."

After getting off the plane, Yuan Wu received a call from the chartered driver as soon as Yuan Wu's cell phone was turned on.

"Why is he in a hurry than us." Lin Chengbu dragged his suitcase.

"His family belongs to the forest farm." Yuan Wu looked at the time, "I'm going back for the New Year."

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word, dragging the box while walking happily.

Yuan Wu stared at him for a long time: "If you are sick, let's go to the hospital first."

"No," Lin Chengbu was still happy, "I'm just happy, I want to sing."

"Singing will pump you." Yuan Wu said.

As soon as he left the airport lobby, the old North Wind rushed over with snowflakes.

"Fuck it, it's snowing." Lin Chengbu hurriedly squeezed Yuan Wu's coat, which was quite thick.

"Is it cold?" Yuan Wu had already used all the hats, masks and scarves.

"It's okay, it's about the same as our usual nights." Lin Chengbu pulled on the scarf.

"Here." Yuan Wu handed him a mask.

Lin Chengbu glanced at it. There was no chicken on it, so he put it on. This mask brought Yuan Wu's warmth. He closed his eyes and inhaled, and he could smell the familiar breath.

The driver is an uncle, very enthusiastic and talkative. He never stopped talking when he drove out of the airport.

Yuan Wu always looked out the window in silence, Lin Chengbu was in a good mood and kept chatting with his uncle.

"You guys are into photography, right?" said the uncle.

"Yes," Lin Chengbu replied without thinking. Anyway, he had been chatting with his uncle before, "Can you tell?"

"Yes," the uncle nodded, "your friend can tell it very well."

Lin Chengbu smiled and looked at Yuan Wu, Yuan Wu opened his mask: "He is actually my assistant."

"Yes." Lin Chengbu nodded.

"Actually, you don't need to look to know that you two are going to take pictures," said the uncle, "the big New Year's Eve ran there, either a young couple, or a family, and the two gentlemen went together. Yes, they are all photographers.”

"Oh." Lin Cheng stepped up.

We're on our honeymoon!

The journey from the airport to the forest farm is not short, it takes four or five hours to drive, and there are no cars on the way except the shuttle bus.

On one side is the lonely scenery, cold wind and snow, white world, and on the other side is the warm atmosphere in the car, Lin Chengbu, who has been laughing, and the uncle who never stopped talking.

Yuan Wu thinks this is a wonderful feeling.

When I was about to arrive at the place, Yuan Wu's cell phone rang again. It was the owner of the B&B who had booked the room before. He asked what time he would arrive and whether he would have a New Year's Eve dinner with them or in the house. .

"It's almost forty minutes," Yuan Wu repeated the words of the uncle to the boss, "You can prepare the meal, we can eat it in the house when we arrive."

"Okay," the boss said, "I have prepared wine for you, free of charge, as much as you want."

"Thank you." Yuan Wu smiled.

At more than five o'clock, the car drove to the forest farm. As soon as he entered the small village, Lin Chengbu was stunned. He ignored his identity as a "photographer" and took out his mobile phone and pressed it outside.

Actually, the thick snow on both sides and the branches wrapped like big cotton swabs made him feel very enjoyable when he came this way. In the courtyard, on the roof, on the wood stacks in the courtyard, and on the wooden courtyard walls, there are piles of soft and thick cotton **** that look soft and thick, which can still bring people a kind of surprise that has never been experienced before.

"It's so beautiful." Lin Chengbu whispered to Yuan Wu's ear.

"Well," Yuan Wu stared at a semi-circular snow dumpling on a wooden stake very close to the window, "It's like Lantern Festival, I'm hungry."

"It's here, this is the place," the uncle stopped the car and pointed to a snow-covered road, "the car can't go in, or it will ruin the scene, you walk in from here, left hand On the side, good day."

"Thank you, uncle." Lin Chengbu said.

After getting out of the car, the air suddenly became cold, and Lin Chengbu jumped on the spot: "Fuck, one pair of long pants is not enough."

"I brought wool pants and cotton pants." Yuan Wu said.

"...What about me?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.

"You wear mine," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "You are so thin now."

"Yes," Lin Chengbu laughed and hugged his shoulder happily, "and we don't need to divide you and me, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours..."

"No no no," Yuan Wu waved his hand, "your clothes are yours."

"Fuck," Lin Chengbu strangled his neck with a smile, "Why don't you choose a batch of clothes for me when you go back, according to your style, that's fine, what's yours is mine, mine's It's yours."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu pulled his mask.

Lin Chengbu didn't feel the snow, it would fall every year anyway, but when he stepped into the snow without calf, he couldn't help shouting: "Cool!"

Yuan Wu squatted down and put his hand into the snowdrift with gloves on: "Hey—"

"Hey what?" Lin Chengbu came over immediately, imitating his example and sticking his hand into the snowdrift, "Hey...it's fun."

"Childish," Yuan Wu stood up, "Let's go, hurry up, I'm hungry."

The sky has already darkened, and the village that looks almost buried in snow reflects patches of silver light. Every courtyard has red lanterns, and it looks like it has left the familiar world. a feeling of.

The B&B that Yuan Wu picked was a good day. There were two strings of lanterns hanging at the door, and there was snow on the large string of corn next to it. Lin Chengbu poked it with his finger: "Ah, it's quite loose."

"This is reserved for others on purpose," Yuan Wu pushed open the door, "Don't let anyone lose it."

"Oh." Lin Chengbu squeezed another handful of snow and rubbed it on his hands.

The boss has delivered their New Year's Eve dinner to the room. There is a huge pot of steaming hot on the stove. There are also many side dishes. There are dishes and baskets on the table. Vegetable fragrance.

"Your house faces the backyard and is quiet," the boss said. "I've cooked the kang for you, it's warm, and there's hot water."

"Thank you," Lin Chengbu took off his coat and looked out the window, "Can you step on the snow in the backyard?"

"If you can step on it, step on it," the boss said, "I want to see those who haven't been stepped on, you can go there tomorrow, there are a few yards reserved, you can take pictures... You don't have to get up too early to take pictures of the sunrise, we are here every day. It will be out after eight-thirty."

"Okay," Yuan Wu stood next to the pot, "I starved to death."

"Hurry up and eat," the boss smiled, "Just tell me what you want to add, there are still in the kitchen."

"Thank you." Lin Chengbu said.

The boss enthusiastically told them a lot of how to play and how much to take pictures, and then said "Happy New Year" and left.

"Hey," Yuan Wu pulled up his chair and sat beside the pot, "This boss is so enthusiastic, I want to push him out."

"Wait." Lin Chengbu held down his hand that was going to hold the chopsticks.

"What are you waiting for?" Yuan Wu looked at him, "Don't say you want to get out of the bed now, I don't get out, I want to eat."

"...Is this kind of person in your mind, uncle?" Lin Chengbu smiled.

"Otherwise, what kind of person do you think you are, sir," Yuan Wu reluctantly put his hand in his pocket, "Tell me, what are you doing?"

"You drink some soup slowly first," Lin Chengbu said, "I'm going out for something, I'll be back soon."

"What are you going to do?" Yuan Wu was stunned.

"I'm going to ask the boss something." Lin Chengbu brought him a bowl of soup. "Wait for me, okay?"

"This tone," Yuan Wu touched his face, "Why are you so pitiful."

"You," Lin Chengbu sat next to him, put his left hand on his knee, pointed at him with his right hand, pressing his throat, "wait for me here, let you wait, just wait."

Yuan Wu looked at him and said nothing, and after a while he picked up the bowl and took a sip of soup: "Mental retarded president."

"Wait," Lin Chengbu stood up with a smile, hugged him and kissed him, "I'll be back in ten minutes at most."

"Well," Yuan Wu nodded, "I'll start eating if I don't come back in ten minutes."

"It's definitely back," Lin Chengbu said, "wait for me."

"Okay." Yuan Wu took another sip of soup.

Lin Cheng strode out.

The cook may have prepared a surprise.

Yuan Wu picked up the big spoon and stirred it in the pot, the aroma burst out, and his stomach growled.

Ten minutes?

Yuan Wu thinks that a great chef can surprise people with what kind of dish he cooks.

But what dish can be made in ten minutes?

Thinking of another delicious dish, Yuan Wu's stomach growled again.

He took out his phone, set a ten-minute countdown, put it on the table, and started practicing endurance against the timer and a pot of fragrant dishes.

When the timer went back to two minutes, Yuan Wu heard two knocks on the window facing the backyard.

He turned his head and saw Lin Chengbu's face through the drawn curtain.

"Why?" he asked.

The windows are very thick, so Lin Chengbu could only look at the shape of his mouth.

"Come here." Lin Chengbu shouted and waved at him.

Yuan Wu hesitated for a while, then stood up and walked over. At this temperature, should the vegetables be placed in the backyard?

Is it skin jelly?

He walked to the window and looked out. There were also lanterns in the backyard, but there were no lights. Except for the silver light reflected from the snow, he couldn't see anything.

Lin Chengbu took out an emergency light, knocked on the window again, and shouted: "Open the window!"

"No," Yuan Wu decisively refused, "I'm cold."

"Fuck, I'm cold!" Lin Chengbu knocked on the window again, "Open!"

Yuan Wu opened the window, and a gust of cold wind came in. He grabbed the jacket next to him and put it on: "Are you crazy?"

"Come on, take it," Lin Chengbu turned on the emergency light, "see what's on the ground."

Yuan Wu took the lamp and hit the light on the snow in the backyard.

Footprints, quite a lot.

In the middle of the footprints, there are lines that appear to be carved out of branches.

Yuan Wu carefully looked at the light of the emergency light and was stunned.

A painting?

…Father?

Of course not, Yuan Wu quickly saw it.

Here are two profile faces, face to face... kissing.

Yuan Wu was a little surprised. This face was painted quite rough, but it looked simple, but the features were accurate. He could see at a glance that it was Lin Chengbu and himself.

The one on the left is Lin Chengbu... nothing special, mainly on the right, the hair hanging down on the forehead and the pigtail on the back of the head, this is himself.

"You drew it?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "Look carefully!"

"Oh." Yuan Wu pulled his collar and took a detailed picture of the painting again with the light.

LOVE.

A simple four-letter letter is written below the two faces.

Yuan Wu's first reaction was that this person was really illiterate and couldn't even write ILOVEYOU.

The second reaction was that a burst of warmth spread rapidly from my heart to my whole body, and my nose suddenly became sore.

"Be careful." Lin Chengbu reminded again.

Yuan Wu took the lamp and swept over the painting slowly for the third time.

When the light swept through the eyes of the two, a thin light flashed.

Yuan Wu paused for a while, then turned back to take a picture.

There was light in both eyes, and it was very bright, completely different from the reflection of the snow, he stared at it: "What's there?"

"Do you want to come out and take a look?" Lin Chengbu turned his head and asked with a smile.

Yuan Wu pushed open two windows and jumped out directly from the windowsill.

When I walked up to this painting, the light in my eyes was already very clear, and Yuan Wu could also see what it was.

He bends down and shines the light on the snow with a small trembling in his voice: "Ring?"

"Well," Lin Chengbu walked across from him, took out a ring from the snow, took his hand, and said with a smile, "I bought it too, I thought I'd give it to you later."

"Ah." Yuan Wu looked at him.

"I didn't choose the middle-aged and elderly style." Lin Chengbu looked at his finger and put the ring on, next to the previous one. "You will definitely like it."

Yuan Wu retracted his hand, looked down at the ring on his hand, and said nothing.

"Do you like it?" Lin Chengbu asked softly.

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.

Lin Chengbu smiled but didn't speak, looked at Yuan Wu, waited for a long time without moving Yuan Wu, then lowered his head and stared at the ring, he had to clear his throat: "Hey, uncle."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu looked up at him.

"My," Lin Chengbu pointed to the ground, "there."

"Oh." Yuan Wu picked up the ring from the snow.

He stretched out his hand in front of Yuan Wu: "I always thought you should be a very romantic person, how come you are so out of tune at a critical moment."

"Shut up." Yuan Wu said, took his hand and put the ring on his finger, which was also side by side with the previous one.

"I don't have much to say," Lin Chengbu said, "I thought I had a lot to say, but think about it, after chasing you for so long, I don't need to say anything, right."

"Well," Yuan Wu grabbed his hand and stretched his own to the side, "I have 'a hundred little love words' in my mind."

"I love you," Lin Chengbu said, "I know you love me too."

Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Is it a little numb?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Very good." Yuan Wu said.

"Well," Lin Chengbu smiled, feeling a little cold, probably hungry, "Go back to the house for dinner?"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded, but didn't move.

"Taste the boss's wine..." Lin Chengbu twitched his hands and wanted to stand up, but Yuan Wu didn't let go, so he had to continue squatting, "What's the matter? Frozen?"

Yuan Wu pulled down his mask, smiled, lowered his head and kissed his finger lightly.