Sustained high temperature

Feng Qi smiled and asked: "Are you hungry?"

Lin Chuyan licked his lips, suppressing his embarrassment: "I'm hungry."

"I invite you to eat." Feng Qi said.

"I invite you." Lin Chuyan jumped up quickly, and added, "Use tomorrow's wages to pay for it, I can't let you eat noodles all the time."

Feng Qi looked into his serious eyes, thought for a while and said, "Is the chestnut chicken soup pot okay?"

"Okay." Lin Chuyan smiled, "I like chicken."

The restaurant is not far away, and the two of them walked there.It was just getting dark, and there was a mother and child next to their seats, and the child seemed to be about the same age as Lin Chuyan.

The mother scolded the child: "You failed the exam again, and you still want to go to a school in Beijing. Can you pass the exam?"

The boy lowered his head and faltered: "This time I just didn't play well."

His mother served him a bowl of soup, pushed it over and said, "It's not that mother blames you. Mom just hopes that you will work harder, and finding a good job in the future will not be so hard, you know?"

"Got it." The boy still hung his head.

"Drink some soup and eat the chestnuts." The mother said, "Next time, Mom will make it from home and bring it to you. Today will be too late. I will go back to school later, and go to bed early after finishing my homework. Don't play games, you know?" ? Mom doesn't accept your mobile phone because she believes in your self-control. Can you convince your mother?"

The boy raised his head at this time and eagerly promised: "Yes!"

His mother smiled dotingly: "It's so frightening. I won't accept it. You can play by yourself, but you must be restrained."

Lin Chuyan looked enviously, and forgot about the issue of impoliteness. He inadvertently met the mother's eyes, smiled at her awkwardly, and quickly turned back.

While withdrawing his head, Lin Chuyan noticed that Feng Qi also withdrew his gaze from that side.As soon as the eyes of the two met, they both sighed in their hearts.

Feng Qi mixed the sauce and handed it to him: "Eat your chicken."

Lin Chuyan nodded: "You eat chestnuts and I eat chicken. The division of labor is clear and perfect."

Feng Qi smiled, lowered her head and took a sip of the soup.

When his mother was still there, what would he do if his grades dropped?She would say directly, "Son, you let me down."

Disappointed, what a disappointing word.

Lin Chuyan put a piece of chicken into his bowl and whispered, "Brother, I'm a little nervous."

"What's wrong?" Feng Qi looked up at him.

"Are you very popular? I just saw someone shooting you outside the window." Lin Chuyan said.

Feng Qi was stunned for a moment before saying: "Let him take pictures. Anyway, even if he takes pictures and sends them out, there's not much to read." He couldn't help asking funnyly: "Why are you nervous?"

"What if I was photographed in and I was...seen?" Lin Chuyan clenched her lower lip. Maybe his mother wanted him to run away. What if Li Hu didn't want to lose one of his underlings?

Feng Qi thought for a while, stood up and patted his head: "Eat first, wait for me to come back."

He walked out quickly after speaking.Feng Qi wasn't sure if someone cared about him as an outdated male model, but since Lin Chuyan had concerns, he couldn't let this concern come true.

He quickly locked on to the people on the street. There was a woman, wearing a suit of gray clothes and a peaked cap at night. She glanced back hastily, and obviously quickened her pace after seeing him.

Feng Qi quickly caught up with her, held her shoulder, and asked politely: "Excuse me, can you delete the photo just now? I don't think the news about me has any economic value."

The man froze and didn't speak.

Feng Qi was a little puzzled, and continued: "That boy is my friend, I don't want him to be photographed, please delete the photo just now."

The woman turned around slowly at this moment.

Feng Qi was startled.

The other party picked up the camera hanging on his chest, showed him a look, and deleted the photo just now.She glanced at Feng Qi again, turned around and wanted to leave.

Feng Qi squeezed her wrist, and asked in a very low voice: "Li Jing?"

Feng Qi wanted to ask another question, but she quickly broke away from him and ran away.

Feng Qi stood there in a daze, the light from the street lamp hit the top of his head, the light dripped from his black hair, making him appear soft and fragile.

"Brother, there is a senior in our senior class who is very good. She won the first prize in the National Physics Competition last time. Today she came to our class to share her learning experience. I think she is so beautiful. I really want to make friends with her." Mi has been whispering in his ear for a whole day, Feng Qi said with a smile: "Go and play with her. Go hook up."

Feng Ning scratched at the kitchen door: "I don't dare. I'm not likable in the first place, and if I make her angry, it's over."

"How could it be?" Feng Qi said while cutting vegetables, "There's nothing to be angry about, it's at worst to ignore you."

Feng Ning pursed her lips: "Not good." She carried the book and tried to find a way, Feng Qi smiled and didn't care about her anymore.

It's just that Feng Mi whispered in his ear from time to time, and he remembered Li Jing's name.

At that time, he had already started to depend on Feng Xi for life, and everything he did was for his sister.He dropped out of school in the second semester of the third year of high school, and he worked outside to save the money left by his parents so that Feng Mi could continue his studies.

Unexpectedly, Li Jing knew him.

Several times, consciously or unintentionally, I ran into Li Jing at the part-time job, and Feng Qi said in confusion and anticipation: "My sister likes you very much, can you make a friend and accompany her to do homework together?"

At that time Li Jing smiled mischievously: "Okay. But you do me a favor."

She has always been a popular girl, with a lot of hot pursuit and annoying harassment.The promised help was nothing more than that Feng Qi had to pick her up from school every day.

As a boy, this is nothing.

It's just that Feng Qi didn't expect that a girl with such a cute smile would be so indifferent.

When Feng Qi returned to the restaurant, he saw Lin Chuyan leaning on a chair outside the window, folding stars seriously.

His side face has smooth lines, his mouth is slightly pursed, and he looks devout.

This is really a very wonderful feeling.There is a person who remembers a sentence you said casually in his heart, and sincerely does things that are a little ridiculous in the eyes of others.

Feng Qi walked in, knelt down and turned on the fire, the soup pot started to boil again, making a lively beeping sound.

Lin Chuyan said to him embarrassingly, "Brother, please."

Feng Qi stretched out his hand: "Just give me my star, no trouble."

Lin Chuyan's eyes lit up, and he put the newly folded one in his palm.When the little origami five-pointed star landed on Feng Qi's palm, it even carried the heat of Lin Chuyan's fingers, warm and special.

After eating, Lin Chuyan said, "How long is tomorrow? I'll come to you."

"At eight o'clock, let's go buy flower seedlings first." Feng Qi said.

Lin Chuyan took out his small mobile phone from his pocket and shook it: "Brother, what is your phone number?"

Feng Qi took it and entered her own number, then went to pay the bill.

Lin Chuyan looked at the note he gave himself, and couldn't help laughing: Waiting for Xingxing's brother.What a non-mainstream brother.

It was already dark outside, but there were stars in the sky.Bright stars dotted the deep purple sky, and there was not even a wind in the night.

Lin Chuyan suddenly remembered, and said to Feng Qi: "I forgot to bring you the clothes."

"Anytime is fine." Feng Qi replied casually, "You can keep it."

"No, no, no," Lin Chuyan shook his head, "I'll bring it to you tomorrow."

"Okay." Feng Qi didn't care.

Lin Chuyan was going back, and the two walked to the bus station together.There is a section of the road here where the street lights are broken and it is pitch black.

Lin Chuyan and Feng Qi saw the mother and child again, walking in front of them, the mother's chattering voice drifted in the humid air.

These two people who were equally lacking in maternal love felt the same rarely, and both slowed down, letting the mother and child go first.

Feng Qi's foot kicked a pile of dead leaves, and the sound of chi chi sounded, breaking the atmosphere of silence between the two of them.

He turned his head to Lin Chuyan and said, "Did I bring your lighter?"

"Bring it." Lin Chuyan took out the well-made lighter and handed it to him, "What's wrong?"

Feng Qi squatted on the ground, gathered the pile of dead leaves together, and smiled at him: "Want to hear the sound of winter?"

He lit the pile of leaves with a lighter, and the flame rushed up, illuminating his face.Flames flickered, and his eyes flickered.

The sound of burning dead leaves, why is it the sound of winter?

When it's cold and freezing, light the leaves and there will be a little warmth in vain.Hopes were pinned on that tiny heat, but sadly, the light was quickly extinguished.

Lin Chuyan also squatted down, picked some leaves from the side and threw them in, and retorted softly: "This is not the sound of winter."

His outline gradually revealed the appearance of an adult man, but his eyes had always retained the firmness and drive of a boy, but this time there was something different about him.

"The day I came here was really lively." Lin Chuyan didn't like the past, and didn't like memories.But yes, the past is real.

After getting out of the station, I followed the flow of people without any direction, and then I didn't know where to go.He had nowhere to go, no one to talk to, and he truly became an orphan when he left that home that was not considered a home.

It was really cold that day, and the pollution in this city was really heavy. The smog buried the whole city, and the sky at night seemed even lower, as if it was about to collapse at any moment, falling down and crushing him.

He sat in the car for too long and was extremely tired, but he still could only drag his feet forward.From the brightly lit high-rise buildings to the deep alley, you can see the low old residential buildings opposite.

The old house seemed to be swallowed up by thick gray smoke, the outlines were not clear, only the scattered lights were shining sadly.The mist and dust covered up the moonlight, and when I looked up, I could only see a very small and thin crescent moon, which was covered with a layer of dim yellow color and looked down at the little pedestrians pitifully.

The people around him hurried through this dim scene.Someone is wearing a thick black coat, burying himself in the night; someone is sighing, a layer of white mist forms on the glasses, a vast expanse of whiteness appears in the sight, and then fades away in a hurry: fall into the boundless black hole again The endless night.

Lin Chuyan saw nothing, walked slowly step by step, and finally walked to the street again.

"It was late at that time, but the street was very lively. The carts were full of big, red apples. The children at the door of the store were holding on to Santa's clothes and refused to let go. I heard a very strange sound. People say it's Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker."

The pile of leaves on the ground quickly burned out, leaving only a little dark red ashes faintly flashing in the darkness.

Lin Chuyan's voice reached Feng Qi's ears: "I just found out that it was Christmas Eve." He stood up and smiled, "I don't have an apple, but I still made a wish, hoping that Lin Chuyan could use my way to live."

Feng Qi looked at him, Lin Chuyan smiled cautiously, a little unconfident but trying hard to convince himself.This was the first time that he showed a little fragility and confusion in front of Feng Qi.

Yes, no one is completely confident.

"I see." Feng Qi stood up and hugged him into his arms, "Winter's voice is Xiao Chuyan's wishing sound, it's longing."

"Lin Chuyan can do it." Feng Qi leaned his head on his shoulder, which forced him to bend his knees slightly, "Lin Chuyan can do whatever he wants. I believe in it."

The author has something to say: Lin Chuyan can do whatever he wants.