那梅花林悄然盛开着<></span>就如几万点粉色的胭脂不知道被那一双手推开<></span>散在这里<></span>没有一片绿叶<></span>一团团的只是花<></span>

顾昭呆了<></span>拉拉阿润的衣服急说：<></span>我们下山<></span>下山近前看<></span><></span>

阿润把他放在石头上坐好<></span>摸摸他的脑袋<></span>温和的笑着说：<></span>阿昭可以去<></span>阿润不能去<></span><></span>

顾昭依旧不懂<></span>却没有问<></span>只是心疼的很<></span>很多东西<></span>犹如一根线一条条的卷成乱线头<></span>他好似明白<></span>却又好似不明白<></span>他无法深问<></span>因为阿润不想说<></span>他们便并坐着<></span>看着远处的梅林<></span>

<></span>这里看<></span>比近前看漂亮多了<></span><></span>

<></span>呵……恩<></span><></span>

<></span>谢谢阿润<></span><></span>

<></span>嗯……<></span><></span>

<></span>阿润……今年……多大了<></span><></span>

<></span>二十五岁了<></span><></span>

<></span>哎<></span>不信<></span>看着比我还小<></span>阿润是出家人<></span>出家人呢……不打诳语的<></span><></span>

<></span>呵……真的<></span>二十五了<></span>马上就二十六了<></span><></span>

顾昭闭着眼<></span>深深的呼吸<></span>贪婪的闻着美景的味道<></span>阿润侧头看着他<></span>其实……阿昭也很美<></span>他只是不承认<></span>只要细看他<></span>他会发怒的<></span>

崖顶的光线淡淡的给顾昭的脸颊上铺了一层莹白<></span>他的毛孔很细<></span>肌肤很白<></span>表情柔和亲切<></span>

阿润心思一动<></span>不由的犯了嗔念<></span>若是……若是永远跟阿昭在一起就好了<></span>永远跟阿昭在一起<></span>坐在这里看梅花<></span>看日月更替<></span>便是死了也甘愿的<></span>

阿昭闭着的眼睛<></span>忽然睁开一只瞄他：<></span>看我作甚<></span>看梅花<></span><></span>

阿润笑了起来<></span>顺手拧他的脸<></span>顾昭咯咯笑着躲了<></span>顺手拿起一团雪<></span>塞进阿润领子里<></span>阿润不躲<></span>只是扶着他：<></span>不要摔倒<></span>下去就烂糊了<></span><></span>

顾昭看看崖底<></span>吐下舌头<></span>打了个寒战<></span>

这天晚上<></span>阿润再也无法安静的抄佛经<></span>他甚至奢侈的点了一对黄蜡烛<></span>从柜子里取了一把飞鱼壶并一个素葵酒杯<></span>倒了顾昭给他的酒出来自斟自饮<></span>

若有识货人此刻见到他这把酒壶跟酒杯一定惊讶<></span>因为<></span>只这把飞鱼壶在山下可值千贯<></span>

天空又飘起了小雪花<></span>阿昭却不在屋子里<></span>他的脚没有好<></span>却喜爱乱跑<></span>总是跑到前面逗和尚<></span>这山上没有不喜欢他的<></span>便是惠易大师<></span>也总是看着他笑<></span>悄悄打手势告诉阿润<></span>阿昭有大智慧<></span>

那里有大智慧了<></span>就冲他每天早起<></span>对着大殿乱喊吗<></span>什么……大海啊<></span><></span><></span><></span>你都是水<></span>庙里啊<></span>都是秃驴吗<></span>

阿润从不觉得阿昭有大智慧<></span>他任性的像个孩子<></span>可爱的孩子<></span>令人想拢在怀里细细呵护的孩子<></span>

顾昭要知道阿润这么想他<></span>怕是老脸都会羞红了<></span>也不知道怎么了<></span>他被人当成十几岁的对待<></span>多少也有了些孩子气儿<></span>只是他自己都未察觉<></span>偶尔还是好为人师<></span>

此刻<></span>他也在想<></span>阿润多么好<></span>那么温柔的一个人<></span>应该放在家里<></span>好好呵护才是<></span>那么好的人应该拢在怀里好好疼爱才是<></span>

几杯酒下肚<></span>阿润有些醉意<></span>便掩了炭火<></span>摊开被子睡<></span>阿昭给他的竹炭很清香<></span>他最是喜欢<></span>因此每夜只用几根<></span>

红碳烧完<></span>化为细灰<></span>阿润朦朦胧胧的熄灯躺下<></span>院子里却传来细碎的脚步声<></span>接着有人往这边门走来<></span>又有阿昭带着足足笑意的招呼声<></span>

<></span>阿润<></span>你快出来<></span><></span>

阿润笑了<></span>不想动<></span>便躺在被窝里拒绝道：<></span>明日我要早课<></span>已经睡了<></span><></span>

门外的声音也不在意<></span>带着一丝丝炫耀的语调哀求道：<></span>出来吧<></span>看看我<></span>我有好东西给你<></span><></span>

阿润笑了<></span>只好起来<></span>披了衣服<></span>打开门<></span>

门外是阴天<></span>朦朦胧胧的<></span>地上有一层刚刚铺好的白雪印出一丝微弱的莹白色<></span>

阿昭伏在细仔的背上<></span>手里抱着一大枝梅花冲着他笑：<></span>阿润不能去看梅<></span>我便帮你取来了<></span><></span>

有多久了<></span>有多久没人这样为他想了<></span>阿润不说话<></span>害怕一说出来<></span>声音会有异色<></span>他只能站着盯着那枝梅<></span>那梅花<></span>开的多漂亮啊<></span>一个花骨朵都没<></span>竟是盛开的一支<></span></p></div>

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