Zamoli

After dinner, He Mu packed up and prepared to go out according to the time agreed with He Jun.

The temperature suddenly dropped today, it was very cold, the two of them turned on the induction cooker for dinner, and made hot pot directly at home, it was hot.They don't pay attention to it either. Two people scoop up a pair of chopsticks in the pot, and there is an indescribable sense of intimacy.

He Mu was in charge of handling the ingredients, so Chang Mingan took the initiative to clear the table and wash the dishes. He looked up at He Mu who was about to go out, and asked, "Are you going to class?"

He Mu hadn't had evening classes since he was in his junior year. He shook his head, but he didn't want to tell Chang Mingan what he was going to do.He wanted to go to a play with Chang Ming'an at Christmas, it was like a secret expectation in his heart, even if it was a little bit embarrassing to reveal it, he could only do it secretly, and when the right time came, Take out the tickets inadvertently and invite casually, so it will be considered logical.

Seeing that he didn't mean to say anything, Chang Ming'an felt a little lost, lowered his head and brought the two of them's used chopsticks together, and said, "The temperature has cooled, come back early."

Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, He Mu breathed a sigh of relief, took off the scarf that Chang Ming'an lent him that was hanging on the coat rack in the entrance hall, wrapped it around a few times to cover his neck and half of his face, and said in a muffled voice :"OK."

The small black box theater that He Jun mentioned is not in the school, but it is not far away. When he arrived, the actors of He Jun’s crew were already rehearsing. The stage layout was very interesting. Three large white curtains were hung, and the lights were turned off. Afterwards, floor lights behind the curtain are turned on, casting the actors' shadows on them.

Seeing that everyone was busy, He Mu watched from the side.This play has already taken shape, and I can see the plot intermittently, which is much more vivid than just reading the script.

A lonely girl who lost her mother at a young age forced the person she likes, a wandering painter, to stay in her castle. She said that there is no pain in the castle, only happiness, because this is "Utopia", but the painter wants to be free, Even if freedom is painful, he wants to touch this girl with his paintings full of vitality.

When the rehearsal came to an end, everyone finally found that He Mu had arrived, as if seeing a savior.

In the middle of the play, there is a scene where the heroine recalls, and an actor is required to contribute a solo dance of about 2 minutes. He Jun explained the tone of this scene to He Mu, and also explained the request. Everyone looked at He Mu anxiously. , He Mu thought for a while, but didn't finish his sentence: "I'll go back and think about it, and try it next time I come here."

Everyone present except He Jun didn't know He Mu, and their eyes showed disappointment and suspicion. He Mu felt a little sorry in his heart, put his hands in his pockets, and didn't speak.

He Jun said quickly: "No problem, I've seen you dance, and you dance very well, let's try it next time we come here."

He was clearly the leader here, and the others agreed.He Mu appreciated his affection very much, pulled down the scarf, showed his face, and thanked him earnestly and bid farewell.

He Jun reached out and patted his head, and said, "It's up to you."

He Mu knew in his heart that it was He Jun who was showing his closeness to him, so he resisted avoiding it, nodded, wrapped the scarf tightly again, turned around and walked out of the small theater.

After watching it intermittently for a long time, the sky was completely dark, and the winter wind came in gusts, which made He Mu's ears and nose freeze, and he felt like he was about to fall off.He hastily pulled the scarf up again, and felt that Chang Ming'an's scarf had been worn by him for the past few days, and it no longer smelled like Chang Ming'an, but it was tainted with his own smell.

He Mu usually doesn't wear makeup when he doesn't wear women's clothes, and there are almost no skin care products. He just uses body lotion in autumn and winter. It smells like plum blossoms, but now he feels that it's like Chang Ming'an's Fabric softener smells better.

When he was about to reach the school campus, He Mu touched his trouser pocket and found that he didn't bring the spare key that Chang Mingan lent him before.He was afraid that Chang Mingan would not be able to hear him in the shower when he rang the doorbell later, so he made a special call as if he was making a fuss, so he sent a WeChat message, asking Chang Mingan to open the door for him in about 10 minutes.

He put the cell phone in his pocket, breathed on his cold hand with red knuckles, and walked forward against the wind.

Passing by the school cafeteria, and walking a little further, you will be downstairs. Pedestrians on the road are in a hurry. There is a person standing under the dim streetlights on the side of the road and waiting. Because of the cold weather, he stomps his feet from time to time.

It's Chang Ming'an.

He Mu opened his eyes wide, walked over in two or three steps, and said, "Why did you get down?"

Chang Mingan let out a sigh of relief, and said, "You didn't bring the key."

"Just open the door for me upstairs."

Chang Ming'an looked at He Mu and saw that He Mu's face was hidden in the scarf, revealing a pair of round eyes that were stared because of confusion. He smiled unconsciously and said, "I'm afraid I didn't hear the doorbell, so I asked you to wait downstairs." It's been a long time."

It seems reasonable, and it seems unreasonable.

He Mu could only let out an "ah" in a daze, and hurried downstairs, Chang Mingan walked in front, his tall body blocked most of the wind blowing.The two finally stepped into the warm corridor and got on the elevator.He Mu took out his hands in his pockets in the elevator, trying to rub them to warm them up, but when he was blown by the wind, his hands became cold.

Just as Chang Ming'an was about to speak, he sneezed and sniffed.

He lent the scarf to He Mu. The other scarves were not placed on the school side, and the cold wind penetrated into the collar.He Mu looked at it and said, "Did you catch a cold?"

Chang Ming'an was about to say "no" when he sneezed again.He Mu anxiously took off the scarf around his neck and wanted to wrap it around Chang Ming An's neck. Chang Ming An quickly grabbed his hand and said, "We're all home."

Only then did He Mu realize that he blushed and withdrew his hand. Chang Ming'an's hand was much warmer than his.

The house is always warmer than the outside, but they are located in the south, and the winter nights without geothermal heat are always more difficult.Chang Mingan put the electric blanket used in previous winters on the bed in the bedroom. When He Mu went to sleep at night, he could warm the quilt first before going to bed. No matter how good your body is, it's a little cold no matter what.

After entering the house, Chang Ming'an sneezed several times in a row, his nose was red, and compared to his usual stable appearance, he was a little more embarrassed and cute.He Mu quickly poured boiling hot water for him, and when it was about to pass it to her hand, he took it back again, mixed it with cold water, and it was warm and delicious.

He Mu looked at him worriedly: "You can sleep on the bed too."

As soon as the words came out, both of them paused at the same time, as if they remembered what happened last time when they were lying on the same bed, He Mu felt a little bit disappointed and mixed with inexplicable expectations, while Chang Mingan Thinking of more, he lowered his eyes guiltily and finished drinking the hot water.

"it is good."