正文 70情人节小番外
【此乃番外】
几年后某天,乐宇吃着零食坐在沙发上看电视，厨房里洗菜和切菜<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">声音伴随着电视中<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">音乐很有节奏感<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">进行着。
他偶尔回头看看,宽敞<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">厨房里可以清晰<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">看到系着围裙<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">英俊背影，手臂在操作台上飞快<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">忙着。
这些天每天过<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">都是神一般<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">日子,除了吃饭睡觉就是无限网游,偶尔出去逛逛不太熟悉<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">街道。向黎每天都会很仔细<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">研究各种菜谱，乐宇觉得自己不止长胖了还长高了，虽然依然和向黎差一大截。
这时手机突然响了，是刑新,现在他已经是一家俱乐部<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">老板，还是以前那么黑，但是人瘦了些更加有型了,平时笑眯眯<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">也不像以前那么冒失。
乐宇刚按下接听键，刑新<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">大嗓门就传过来，“乐宇，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">今天收<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">什么礼物，说来听听<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">参考下。”
“礼物？什么礼物？”
“当然是情人节礼物，前天林凡跟<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">吵架了，最好能送个马上就让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们和解<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">礼物，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">想破了脑袋也不知道送林凡什么。”
“……今天情人节？”
“是啊，今天2月14。”
“阳历<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">还是阴历<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">？”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">没事吧？阴历<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">那是七夕。”
……
乐宇瞄一眼沙发一角玻璃茶几上装饰性<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">嵌入式简约台历，艳红<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">数码字体在忽闪忽闪<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">跳动：2月14日，农历正月二十三，宜出行扫墓行丧，忌嫁娶动土入宅。
他放下手中<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">遥控器，站起来走向厨房。操作台上齐刷刷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">摆了很多个菜盘，向黎正在切青椒。
“今天又是三菜一汤？”
“不是，六菜一汤。”
乐宇笑嘻嘻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">走过来，“节日盛宴？”
“算是吧。”向黎继续低着头专注<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">看着手里<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">菜刀。乐宇悄无声息<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">站在他背后，听了他平淡无奇<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话，心情怪怪<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">，既然没忘今天过节怎么半点表示都没有？虽然已经过了对礼物充满向往<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">年纪，但是这个东西没有心里还是有点不舒服。
”这个丸子汤<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">也会做，一会儿让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">见识一下哥哥<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">手艺，”乐宇把自己<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">袖子撸上去，凑到向黎旁边。
向黎挑眉看他一眼，深邃<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">眸子中带了几分笑意，“这个是熟<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">，不用做，一会儿放到锅里煮热就可以了。”
“啊？”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">到客厅看会儿电视，菜好了<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">叫<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">，”他温柔<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">说了声继续手中<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">动作。
当然这顿饭乐宇又吃<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">差点肚皮开花，不过天天这么吃他已经彻底习惯了。吃完了向黎又急急忙忙收拾碗筷，本来刷碗这种事是乐宇之前承包下来<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">家务，但是一直死皮赖脸<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">找各种理由偷懒。
“穿上衣服，一会儿<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们出去一趟。”
“去哪儿？”
“去了<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">就知道了。”
乐宇脑中闪过一道亮光，难道礼物在外边？以向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">习惯，给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">惊喜都是出其不意<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">。上次过元旦就是，他以为向黎太忙忘记了，结果三更半夜又拉他去听音乐会，是约瑟夫·兰纳<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">圆舞曲，那天乐宇没准备，在球场打篮球打得一身汗，穿着一身陈旧<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">运动服就去了，半边裤脚上还有尘土，走进盛大<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">音乐厅浑身不自在。
今天这么温馨<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">节日应该不会是去听什么无趣<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">音乐会了吧？
乐宇看向黎换了件深灰休闲西服，□是有些宽松<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">浅蓝牛仔裤，最后才把风衣穿上，这身装扮是要去户外活动？乐宇想了想从衣柜里掏出颜色鲜亮<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">休闲装换上，又在头发上打上发蜡，看起来比较接近阳光少年。
向黎往他一眼，眉头皱了一下，什么也没说。
到车库取了车子就上路了，一路上向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话都很少，或者说今天一天向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话都不怎么多。两人都是不怎么注重节日<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">人，在一起这么多年，过情人节<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">次数屈指可数，去年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候向黎在出差，前年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候赶巧乐宇有案子要忙，大前年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候好像是回老家去了。
车子出了市区，直奔高速。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们要出远门？”
向黎点点头，“回老家一趟。”
“啊？”
向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">老家就是他大伯居住<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">地方，青山绿水，古城环绕，现在已经成了旅游开发区。距离这里不算太远，开车快<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话，四个小时左右就到了。
乐宇在车上昏昏沉沉<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">睡了一觉，再睁开眼<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候周围都已经是古色古香<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">味道，黑色<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">奔驰疾驰在青石板路上有种穿越千年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">错觉。乐宇第一次来向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">家乡，顿时睡意全无，开始兴致勃勃<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">观看窗外<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">景致。
突然向黎没头没脑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">问了一句，“小宇，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">有没有想过<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">莫名<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">死去或者变成残疾？”
乐宇诧异<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">转过身，眉间有一丝疑惑，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">是说那次<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">事故？”
“人生总有很多事是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们难以预料<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">。”
心被揪了一下，乐宇怔怔<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">望着那张侧脸，不知该说什么好。
很久之后，车速变慢，却没有往古宅<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">方向走，而是沿着一条溪流一直走到一座不高<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">山坡脚下才停住。
坐在车里远远地就可以看到半山腰处有一片墓园，整整齐齐<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">摆了两排，石砌<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">台阶上还有零星<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">几个人影，被周围<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">枯枝荒草映衬<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">有些苍凉。
向黎从后备箱里拿出一大束金菊，一脸肃穆<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">往台阶那边走去。这是什么时候买<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">花？难道是自己刚才睡着<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候？乐宇这才觉察出他要做什么，立即下车跟上。
一块墓碑，两张相片，很和气<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">面容。照片下面刻着日期，19XX年2月14日。
向黎把花束轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">放到墓碑前，安静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">站着，压制在内心深处<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">忧伤浮现在眼底。
乐宇从来不知道这一天居然是向黎父母<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">忌日，总以为他忙，没有时间，或许他只是在逃避这一天罢了。
手臂伸出去，十指相扣。
向黎回应似<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">也捏了捏他<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">手。然后从口袋里
作者有话要说：情人节写个扫墓~等清明节的时候是不是得写个激情一夜~（抠鼻）
几年后某天,乐宇吃着零食坐在沙发上看电视，厨房里洗菜和切菜<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">声音伴随着电视中<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">音乐很有节奏感<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">进行着。
他偶尔回头看看,宽敞<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">厨房里可以清晰<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">看到系着围裙<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">英俊背影，手臂在操作台上飞快<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">忙着。
这些天每天过<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">都是神一般<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">日子,除了吃饭睡觉就是无限网游,偶尔出去逛逛不太熟悉<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">街道。向黎每天都会很仔细<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">研究各种菜谱，乐宇觉得自己不止长胖了还长高了，虽然依然和向黎差一大截。
这时手机突然响了，是刑新,现在他已经是一家俱乐部<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">老板，还是以前那么黑，但是人瘦了些更加有型了,平时笑眯眯<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">也不像以前那么冒失。
乐宇刚按下接听键，刑新<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">大嗓门就传过来，“乐宇，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">今天收<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">什么礼物，说来听听<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">参考下。”
“礼物？什么礼物？”
“当然是情人节礼物，前天林凡跟<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">吵架了，最好能送个马上就让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们和解<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">礼物，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">想破了脑袋也不知道送林凡什么。”
“……今天情人节？”
“是啊，今天2月14。”
“阳历<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">还是阴历<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">？”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">没事吧？阴历<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">那是七夕。”
……
乐宇瞄一眼沙发一角玻璃茶几上装饰性<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">嵌入式简约台历，艳红<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">数码字体在忽闪忽闪<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">跳动：2月14日，农历正月二十三，宜出行扫墓行丧，忌嫁娶动土入宅。
他放下手中<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">遥控器，站起来走向厨房。操作台上齐刷刷<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">摆了很多个菜盘，向黎正在切青椒。
“今天又是三菜一汤？”
“不是，六菜一汤。”
乐宇笑嘻嘻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">走过来，“节日盛宴？”
“算是吧。”向黎继续低着头专注<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">看着手里<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">菜刀。乐宇悄无声息<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">站在他背后，听了他平淡无奇<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话，心情怪怪<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">，既然没忘今天过节怎么半点表示都没有？虽然已经过了对礼物充满向往<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">年纪，但是这个东西没有心里还是有点不舒服。
”这个丸子汤<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">也会做，一会儿让<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">见识一下哥哥<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308"><img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">手艺，”乐宇把自己<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">袖子撸上去，凑到向黎旁边。
向黎挑眉看他一眼，深邃<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">眸子中带了几分笑意，“这个是熟<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">，不用做，一会儿放到锅里煮热就可以了。”
“啊？”
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">到客厅看会儿电视，菜好了<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">叫<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">，”他温柔<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">说了声继续手中<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">动作。
当然这顿饭乐宇又吃<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">差点肚皮开花，不过天天这么吃他已经彻底习惯了。吃完了向黎又急急忙忙收拾碗筷，本来刷碗这种事是乐宇之前承包下来<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">家务，但是一直死皮赖脸<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">找各种理由偷懒。
“穿上衣服，一会儿<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们出去一趟。”
“去哪儿？”
“去了<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">就知道了。”
乐宇脑中闪过一道亮光，难道礼物在外边？以向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">习惯，给<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">惊喜都是出其不意<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">。上次过元旦就是，他以为向黎太忙忘记了，结果三更半夜又拉他去听音乐会，是约瑟夫·兰纳<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">圆舞曲，那天乐宇没准备，在球场打篮球打得一身汗，穿着一身陈旧<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">运动服就去了，半边裤脚上还有尘土，走进盛大<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">音乐厅浑身不自在。
今天这么温馨<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">节日应该不会是去听什么无趣<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">音乐会了吧？
乐宇看向黎换了件深灰休闲西服，□是有些宽松<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">浅蓝牛仔裤，最后才把风衣穿上，这身装扮是要去户外活动？乐宇想了想从衣柜里掏出颜色鲜亮<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">休闲装换上，又在头发上打上发蜡，看起来比较接近阳光少年。
向黎往他一眼，眉头皱了一下，什么也没说。
到车库取了车子就上路了，一路上向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话都很少，或者说今天一天向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话都不怎么多。两人都是不怎么注重节日<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">人，在一起这么多年，过情人节<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">次数屈指可数，去年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候向黎在出差，前年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候赶巧乐宇有案子要忙，大前年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候好像是回老家去了。
车子出了市区，直奔高速。
“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们要出远门？”
向黎点点头，“回老家一趟。”
“啊？”
向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">老家就是他大伯居住<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">地方，青山绿水，古城环绕，现在已经成了旅游开发区。距离这里不算太远，开车快<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">话，四个小时左右就到了。
乐宇在车上昏昏沉沉<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">睡了一觉，再睁开眼<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候周围都已经是古色古香<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">味道，黑色<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">奔驰疾驰在青石板路上有种穿越千年<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">错觉。乐宇第一次来向黎<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">家乡，顿时睡意全无，开始兴致勃勃<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">观看窗外<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">景致。
突然向黎没头没脑<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">问了一句，“小宇，<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">有没有想过<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">莫名<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">死去或者变成残疾？”
乐宇诧异<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">转过身，眉间有一丝疑惑，“<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5L2gm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">是说那次<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">事故？”
“人生总有很多事是<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?5oiRm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">们难以预料<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">。”
心被揪了一下，乐宇怔怔<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">望着那张侧脸，不知该说什么好。
很久之后，车速变慢，却没有往古宅<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">方向走，而是沿着一条溪流一直走到一座不高<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">山坡脚下才停住。
坐在车里远远地就可以看到半山腰处有一片墓园，整整齐齐<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">摆了两排，石砌<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">台阶上还有零星<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">几个人影，被周围<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">枯枝荒草映衬<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">有些苍凉。
向黎从后备箱里拿出一大束金菊，一脸肃穆<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">往台阶那边走去。这是什么时候买<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">花？难道是自己刚才睡着<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">时候？乐宇这才觉察出他要做什么，立即下车跟上。
一块墓碑，两张相片，很和气<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">面容。照片下面刻着日期，19XX年2月14日。
向黎把花束轻轻<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">放到墓碑前，安静<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">站着，压制在内心深处<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">忧伤浮现在眼底。
乐宇从来不知道这一天居然是向黎父母<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">忌日，总以为他忙，没有时间，或许他只是在逃避这一天罢了。
手臂伸出去，十指相扣。
向黎回应似<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">也捏了捏他<img align="bottom" style="margin-bottom:-2px;vertical-align:top;" src="/book2/showimg?55qEm.jjwxc.come8078f1308">手。然后从口袋里
作者有话要说：情人节写个扫墓~等清明节的时候是不是得写个激情一夜~（抠鼻）