Good stuff. "

Xie Qingcheng thought about it, maybe this was the first time in his life that he had a love affair with someone.

The man of science and technology said: "It's not as good as you."

He Yu burst into laughter, he said, "I'm not good. I'm so humble but I like it..."

He didn't say snow in the sky. Although he always thought that the snow in the sky was Xie Qingcheng.

He seemed to want to make up for the pain and regret of the Mandela battle two years ago.

He looked at him and said, "But I still like the morning light..."

Xie Qingcheng paused.

After a while, he was on the other side of the screen, and said softly: "It's fine if it's snow in the sky. I know what you mean."

He Yu was still smiling, but more tears fell.

"I have watched you stay with you for two years." Xie Qingcheng said, "He Yu, I will not misunderstand you again."

“…hmmm.”

"I know your heart."

He Yu nodded with a tearful smile: "Yes."

"Come on, don't cry."

"Hmmm..."

The car has arrived.

The air was filled with a gentle and sweet scent of early summer. On the way to the parking space, He Yu suddenly saw a familiar figure under a big tree by the lake.

His heart jumped wildly, as if he was about to break free from his chest in an instant.

Ignoring the fact that the car was not parked, he had already leaned out of the window: "Xie Qingcheng... Xie Qingcheng!!"

You can't be wrong, even though the figure is so far apart, even though the man is standing under the tree looking at Swan Lake, even though he is dressed like all the patients who are being treated here He Yu's hospital gown, but He Yu recognized it at a glance - this is the person he will never admit wrong in his life.

This is a treasure in his life that cannot be replaced by anyone or anything,

"Xie Qingcheng-!!"

He was lying on the window, leaning out and shouting, crying and laughing, attracting astonished and amazed eyes from people on the lawn.

Yes…

The man under the tree heard the voice, his shoulders froze suddenly, and then he turned around...

In that instant, the sun was shining.

It's him...it's him! ! It was the one who stood in front of him alive...

As if suddenly remembering something, the young man turned around and took out the hydrangea bouquet he brought from the car seat. A tall and thin figure striding forward.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and the thinly covered yarn on the hydrangea was lifted again.

In the end, Bai Shajing gently landed on Xie Qingcheng's head, as if it were slightly repeated.

"Xie Qingcheng..." He Yu cried and laughed, and finally choked up.

The driver also seemed to be moved by his emotions. Although he did not know what He Yu was talking about, the foreigner gave up the idea of ​​driving the car to the designated parking space, and kindly stepped aside and pressed He put the handbrake on, smiled at him, and signaled that he could get out of the car.

He Yu quickly said thank you to him, the door opened, he held the bouquet, wiped his tears, and ran out like a fly. He has no rules. He stepped over the flower beds, over the railings, and stumbled rashly, just like the boy who fell in love with Xie Qingcheng when he was nineteen years old. The man who coughed lightly and was about to tear the veil off flew away.

He ran up in front of him, panting, chest pounding, and he stopped in front of him.

There were already onlookers around who turned from amazement to laughter.

But He Yu didn't care.

It really exists, watching him look up through the white veil, looking at him under the veil, those peach blossom eyes that are almost the same as yesterday.

The sound of snow is near the bamboo.

He Yu didn't know whether to give him the hydrangeas in his arms first, or hug him first, he stumbled just now, and now he is trembling, he is excited and reckless, just like the one who always The young man who hasn't changed has hot tears in his eyes, the corners of his mouth are trembling, he wants to laugh, and he wants to cry. He is sincere and eager, but he can't say anything.

Finally, Xie Qingcheng raised his hand and lifted the white and lingering veil, watching him one by one under the veil

The sun shines down over the Swan Lake, and the veil is blown by the gentle summer wind, and it hangs down on her shoulders in a sorrowful entanglement. There are all kinds of beautiful scenery in the world, Xie Qingcheng only looked into He Yu's eyes. After a while, he laughed. He had never been so good-looking, even the 21-year-old He Yu saw for the first time. There is no such handsome, obsessed person that I will never forget this moment.

The endless summer cluster between them, endless red and endless purple, endless blue and endless summer. The heart door of the year finally opened slowly. The child walked into the study and found Dr. Xie sitting by the window in the overwhelming sunlight.

The child met his doctor, the boy met his professor, the young man crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and finally came to his lover—

Beside the sparkling lake, the two dared not get too close to each other for a while.

He Yu stood stiffly, Xie Qingcheng looked at He Yu who was close at hand.

Finally, it was the man who raised his hand first, that finger was warm and touched He Yu's face. His heart was beating rapidly, and his noise was hoarse, but he was still smiling—why didn't he smile, the future was smooth.

. But when they met again, he had the tenderness he had never had in his life, and he said to the treasure in front of him, "Hello, little devil."

He Yu gasped, as if there were all the flames and stars in this world in his eyes. He turned his face to the side, allowing his cheek to touch Xie Qingcheng's palm.

That warm palm...nothing can replace it.

"Hello..." He laughed with tears in his eyes, choked up, his eyes were full but he wouldn't blink, he just looked at him like this, as if he couldn't see enough, To this man who would never leave him again, he said hoarsely the three most important words in his life, "Xie Qingcheng."

He laughed, wept, and kept mumbling: "Hello... Xie Qingcheng... Hello, Xie Qingcheng..."

Seventeen years ago, it was a pleasure meeting you.

After seventeen years, I am very happy to meet you again.

--when he gave him his hand and he held it tight.

When he said, hello, kid.

When he answered, hello, my Xie Qingcheng.

When he returned to him, the wind was calm and the sea was sunny. The gap in his heart was finally completed, the medical record was slowly closed, he has been cured by him, and he will be cured by him for a lifetime.

No one is sick and outlier.

The endless summer will never wither again.

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Afterword:

This book is based on Mr. He Yu's old draft, combined with the super-light archaeological decryptor developed the year before, which is only used in the internal testing of the Ministry of History, Culture and Research.

Verified by the decryptor, Mr. He Yu's old draft is rigorous and fair, and he has never been stigmatized by personal grievances, nor has he buried himself. After the reunion of Mr. Xie and Mr. Xie, Mr. Qingcheng Xie also reviewed and enriched the manuscript, corrected some of the text from an objective point of view, and filled the corresponding vacancies.

Because Mr. He Yu once disclosed the private manuscript, many readers have been interested in Mr. He Yu's private manuscript for a long time. However, these contents involve privacy and cannot be explored with an archaeological decryption machine. I am writing a biography At the time, Zeng took the liberty to ask Mr. He if he would reveal one or two things verbally. Mr. He glanced at Mr. Xie and rejected me with a smile, so I had to extend the "..." in Mr. He's old draft to show that the content was deleted.

. But thinking that Mr. He and Mr. Xie have their own complete content, there is a complete version in the world, and the two gentlemen can read it together in the night rain, and I get some comfort.

At the end of the last interview, I walked out of Mr. He's villa in Shanghai, and I saw a lawn that had just been trimmed. Blossoming.

The sun is shining, just like when they first met.

I think, among readers, if anyone has a chance to pass by that villa.

Then it must be seen at a glance, that is where they met.

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April 21, 2022