Song Lianqing and Xiaonaitanzi ate a bowl of delicious noodles together. After filling their stomachs, they strolled around the neighborhood and took photos together. They used Xiaonaitanzi's own mobile phone. Song Lianqing took a lot of photos of himself and left them in his phone. It is not known whether it was intentional or not.
Song Lianqing and Xiaonaituanzi walked to a stone bridge that spanned the river in front of the waterfall. The stone bridge seemed to be quite old, the carvings on it were not very clear, and there were traces of cement renovation on the ground.
In front of the stone bridge, there is a restored stone tablet with the three characters "Yuelian Bridge" written on it. There are many small characters next to these characters. At the end of these small characters, there is an engraved seal. The characters in the engraved seal are very complicated and are in traditional Chinese, so it is difficult to see clearly. However, in front of the stone tablet, there is a tour guide giving explanations.
The tour guide was wearing ethnic minority costumes, a minority hair accessory on her head, a small loudspeaker on her waist, and a small microphone in her hand, explaining the origin of Yuelian Bridge to the onlookers.
"Dad, is my sister telling everyone a story?"
The little boy was too short to see what was happening in front of him, so Song Lianqing picked him up and sat him on his shoulders. The little boy's vision instantly broadened. He held Song Lianqing's head and looked at his sister who was explaining something. His big eyes were bright and looked very handsome.
"It should be. Can you hear me, cub?"
Song Lianqing glanced in the direction of the commentator, then raised his head slightly to look at the little boy and asked him gently. When he saw him nod in a baby voice, he stopped talking.
The audience in the live broadcast room also became curious and looked at the commentator, looking forward to her story about the bridge. They loved listening to stories the most.
"Our Yuelian Bridge was built by our ancestors in memory of the two young men. It has a history of 500 years and is the oldest stone arch bridge across the river in Guihua Lake."
The narrator finally got to the point at this point. "I believe that by the time I get to this point, everyone is already very curious about why this bridge was built to commemorate two teenagers? What is so worthy of commemoration about these two teenagers? Let me explain these questions in detail."
The narrator smiled and continued, "Legend has it that five hundred years ago, there was a young knight named Yue Zheng. He had no parents and wandered around the world, with the four seas as his home. Whenever he saw someone in danger, he would draw his sword to help, and he was quite famous at the time."
Everyone listened carefully and began to speculate what kind of story this was about: a story about two young men meeting and doing good deeds together or something else?
"During one of his travels, he came here and happened to meet another young man who was surrounded by gangsters. He was Lian Sheng, a priest of my tribe. He rescued him and the two got to know each other. Lian Sheng brought Yue Zheng back to the tribe. The two were of similar age and had similar interests. They often drank and talked happily together. Over time, they became close friends."
When Song Lianqing heard this, for some reason, he suddenly smelled a scent similar to that of his own kind. He then felt that he was overthinking it. In that era, people like Duanxiu and Long Yang could be despised to death. These two people should have been just friends, otherwise they would have been forced to death.
Song Lianqing had just finished preparing himself mentally and thought he was overthinking it, but the next second, he heard the narrator say, "You heard it right, they are in love."
boom--
Song Lianqing felt as if he was struck by lightning. The psychological preparation he had just put in was just like a fart. It was smelly, useless, and polluted the air. It was really beyond his expectation.
The audience in the live broadcast room had never expected this and was completely shocked. A moment later, many rotten girls and many irrational people who deeply hated homosexuality came out.
[Oh my god! I never thought it would be this way! Why do we want to commemorate them? Is it because their love is pure, flawless and beautiful? Oh my god, I love it!]
[Fuck! You are all psychopaths. Homosexuality is disgusting. I get annoyed just by seeing it. You actually like it. Disgusting! ∑_(???”∠)vomit]
[What's so good about two men falling in love? This is too disgusting. If you continue to broadcast this, I will report it. It's really disgusting.]
[Ahhh, I really like this story! I want to keep listening to it. Anyway, I have already imagined a novel of tens of thousands of words in my mind, hahahaha…]
[The government still understands me, no! Or this Osmanthus Lake still understands me. Next time I must go to Osmanthus Lake to experience the ethnic customs there and listen to the story of Yuelian Bridge.]
[Wow, are you guys homophobic? Why are you so excited? Don’t you know the saying “homophobic means closeted”? You should do some good deeds to avoid getting burned. When the time comes, it will be too late to regret.]
[Although I don’t really understand this kind of feeling, I respect and understand it. After all, love is something intangible and should not be easily defined.]
[The above person is so rational, I like you! I feel the same way! Love is not about who comes first, who comes later, who is male or female, tall or short, fat or thin, it should not be easily defined, I support my sisters very much.]
[Why are there so many gays in this show?! This variety show is not good at all! It's so disgusting! I'm going to vomit∑_(???”∠)vomit]
[The guy above, do you have some eye problems? Where are the gays in this variety show? This is a variety show for raising kids, can you please not bring your disgusting thoughts into it? There are all kinds of people, your heart is dirty, everything you see is dirty, I have seen it.]
The audience in the live broadcast room were arguing loudly, but the commentator was unaware of this and she was still continuing her introduction conscientiously. She talked about how two teenagers' relationship was discovered and they were forced to jump into the river and die.
"...the tribesmen felt extremely guilty and remorseful, so they built this bridge, named it after their surnames, and at the same time to commemorate their undying love. This is the story of Yue Lian Bridge. When you walk across the bridge and go further inside, you will see the sculptures of Yue Zheng and Lian Sheng, which contain the specific details of the story. You are welcome to go and see it. My explanation is over. Thank you very much."
As soon as the narrator finished speaking, he bowed slightly to the crowd. From then on, the story ended and the crowd dispersed one after another. Some went to the other side of the bridge, while others avoided it as much as possible.
"Dad, my brothers are so pitiful."
Song Lianqing took the little kid down from his shoulders and held him in his arms. The little kid hugged his neck, frowned and said something in a baby voice.
"Why do you think so, kid?" Song Lianqing walked to the bench with the little kid in his arms, rubbed his little head, and asked with some concern, "Wouldn't you think it's weird for two boys to be together?"
The little girl shook her head first, then looked at Song Lianqing and said, "Mom said that everyone's choices are different, but as long as you think it's the right choice, then it's the right choice."
After saying this, Little Sweetie ignored Song Lianqing's surprised expression. She just stroked her chin, sighed, and said with emotion, "Little Candy, you won't find it strange. Little Candy just thinks that it's really pitiful that the brothers like each other so much but can't be together."
Song Lianqing pursed his lips. A handsome boy in school uniform smiled at him. The sun shone on him, making his smile look particularly bright. The boy walked towards him in the light and said to him, "Lianqing, we will be together forever."
Song Lianqing believed it, and he believed it without a doubt. But later, it was still that young man. He still stood in the sun and said to him, "Lianqing, let's... break up."
"Dad! Candy wants to go to the bridge and see what's over there!"
The little milk ball's shouting broke Song Lianqing's thoughts. Song Lianqing paused, came back to his senses and smiled at him, "Our cub is really a good cub. He knows more than us adults. So now, let's go over there and take a look."
"Okay~ hehehe... let's go~ Dad!"
Song Lianqing took the little girl and walked towards the other side of Yuelian Bridge. Song Lianqing sighed in his heart and suddenly thought, why not find some time to talk to Qi Xiangyu.