Who is not Bai Yueguang?

The words that had come to his lips were swallowed back abruptly by Bi He.

The room was pitch black, and voices gradually came from outside the corridor. Xue Qiao lightly pressed his hands and feet and used Bi He who was about to crawl under the bed: "Don't move, I'll go and have a look."

Bi He sat back on the bed obediently, watched Xue Qiao use his mobile phone as a light, opened the door and said something to the people outside.

It sounded like all the crew members living on this floor had come out, Xue Qiao asked a few words, turned around and walked back.

"The line is faulty." He stuffed Bihe into the quilt and covered it with a thick quilt. "The staff is rushing to repair it, and it should be ready soon-don't move around, it's cold outside."

Bi He listened to the voices outside and asked, "A lot of people outside?"

"Well, they're all friends from the crew." Xue Qiao sat by the bed and chatted with him nonchalantly, "Probably idle and boring."

Bi He didn't speak, and played with Xue Qiao's hand in the dark.

Xue Qiao also held his hand and scratched his palm: "Have you decided what to say to me?"

His voice was very low, but Bi He forgot his words for a moment.

A sudden power outage disrupted his train of thought.

"It's not a coincidence." He said pitifully, "I forgot."

Xue Qiao smiled, and slowly stroked his palm with his fingers.

One stroke and one stroke made Bi He's heart itch.

Bang bang bang.

There were three polite knocks on the door.

"Ah Qiao!" A carefree male voice came from outside the door, "What are you doing in the hut? There's a power outage, come out and talk about five yuan!"

Xue Qiao paused, and Bi He could feel his helplessness in the dark.

"You go." Bi He suddenly pushed him, without any effort, "I want to read the article."

Xue Qiao understood what he meant, and rubbed the bangs on his forehead: "Think slowly, don't worry."

Bi He grabbed his hand and gave a mouthful.

Xue Qiao got up and went out the door. Before closing the door, he turned off the switch of the ceiling light in the room, lest the sudden call would irritate Bi He's eyes.

Bi He was lying in a dark room, thinking about where to start.

He struggled for a long time and didn't have a good chat with Xue Qiao about the past few years of separation. In fact, it wasn't all because of poor organization of language, but more because he didn't know what kind of demeanor and tone to use to tell Xue Qiao.

He didn't want to pretend to be relaxed, but he didn't want to become bitter and bitter, and sell miserably in front of Xue Qiao.

This is really sad.

Bi He sighed, the last thing he knew how to write when he was studying was narrative.

The staff of the big hotel were very efficient, and the circuit was restored quickly, but Bi He took a few hours of plane and bus to come here. In fact, he was too sleepy. At that time, Bi He was already vaguely falling asleep.

But when Xue Qiao approached, he still opened his eyes, looking at him half awake and half dazed.

Xue Qiao pinched his face, went to wash up briefly, and then got into the bed and huddled with him.

There was a very clear smell on Xue Qiao's body, and Bi He rolled into his arms with a gurgle.

I just shared the bed with the male god, and the progress was rapid.

Bi He grinned inwardly, stretched out his hands shamelessly to wrap around Xue Qiao's neck, and buried his face in his chest.

With his furry head arched back and forth in his arms, Xue Qiao had a helpless and indulgent smile on his face, and stretched out his arms to hug Bi He.

After listening to his steady heartbeat for a while, Bi He suddenly said, "Ah Qiao."

"En." Xue Qiao responded in a low voice.

"Do you remember my birthday in the summer vacation of the second year of high school? You gave me a birthday present." Bi He said slowly, with a calm voice.

"Of course." Xue Qiao was silent for a few seconds, interlocking his fingers with his right hand, "That was the last time we met."

Bi He was also silent for a while before saying: "I didn't mean it."

Before Xue Qiao could speak, he calmly said, "Not long after that, my parents passed away."

Xue Qiao paused, but Bi He smiled, and gently scratched the back of his hand with his fingers.

"It was an accident—they went to the countryside to pick up my grandma, and there was a car accident on the way."

"The police said it was my dad who was driving fatigued—I don't know why my dad was driving fatigued. They said yes. The car broke through the railing on the winding mountain road and fell into the river."

Bi He said slowly: "They said that my father died on the spot, and my mother was not rescued in the hospital."

Xue Qiao hugged him tighter, and asked in a low voice, "What about you? Where were you at that time?"

"At home." Bi He said, "I had a cold and a fever that day, so my dad decided not to let me go back to the country, but to bring my grandma back."

As he spoke, he smiled and said relaxedly, "That's why I escaped unharmed."

As soon as he finished speaking, he coughed twice, as if he had returned to the time when he caught a cold many years ago.

Xue Qiao patted him on the back: "Speak slowly, slowly."

He knew that Bi He hadn't finished talking, and even the accident was just the beginning.

Bi He's parents are both intellectuals, his father is a professor, and from a well-to-do family, no matter what, a car accident will not drive Bi He to a dead end. With Bi He's personality at the time, even if he sold his house, he would continue to study. It will not disappear suddenly.

So something must have happened after that.

"I was quite sad at that time." Bi He rubbed his face, "But what is said in that sentence-life always hits you hard when you think it is the worst. "

He smiled again: "When they got into an accident, there was a girl in the car. I guess it was a hitchhiker. Every time my dad met a college student who blocked the car, he would give him a ride - but he didn't get back. He died in the hospital with my mother."

"That was really the beginning of a nightmare—" Bi He said quietly, his voice full of helplessness, "The responsible party is my father, who awarded some compensation. My father saved some money for me to go abroad in the early years. I took it out to accompany the girl’s family, they originally took the money and went back to the countryside, but they didn’t know what happened and came back within a few days, demanding more compensation.”

He frowned when he said this: "I don't understand it. At first, the girl's parents didn't blame my family, and they didn't make a fuss after getting the compensation. They even left me a small ten thousand to let me continue my studies...Who?" Knowing that I suddenly came back with a bunch of relatives, insisting that I sell the house to compensate them."

Xue Qiao asked in a low voice, "Did you pay?"

"Hmm." Bi He closed his eyes, "You don't know how stupid I was at that time, you think it's all my dad's fault for driving tired, and my uncles and aunts are also very sad when they lose their daughter, I think I'm an adult If you have hands and feet, you won’t starve to death, so you can really sell the house, anyway, you can live in the school, and go back to the countryside after the holiday.”

"...But they won't be satisfied." Xue Qiao said.

"That's right. They asked for a house and more money. From tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. How can I have any money? The most valuable thing is a roomful of books, and they don't even sell for 500 yuan per catty."

Bi He rubbed his face again: "Although I was a stupid mother at that time, I also knew that it was abnormal for them to open their mouths, but I couldn't help it. They almost went to school. I don't want you to know, but There is no other way.”

Xue Qiao's heart sank slowly.

Shortly after Bi He's birthday, he went to a school for professional courses, and took classes in a closed mode. He didn't come back until the Spring Festival of the following year, and Bi He had already "gone abroad" by then.

Bi He felt his silence, and raised his face to look at him: "Actually, I figured it out later, and knew that someone was playing tricks."

"Because when I was hiding in a small noodle shop one day, I happened to meet a guy - I realized later that it wasn't a coincidence - and he told me to find his friend if I had nowhere to go, and what he said was shit rod."

"I also figured it out after a few years of slow thinking. If all this was not arranged by someone, how could I meet a "good-hearted person" by chance, and how could Ma Gan take me in so kindly. Later, when Ma Gan was drunk, I took the opportunity to trick him, so it's exactly the same as what I guessed."

Xue Qiao frowned.

Bi He smiled at him, turned over and lay in his arms: "Ma Gan has always been guilty of me, but I never blamed him, although he seemed to think he was an accomplice and brought me down, but I I have always been very grateful to him for giving me a bite to eat, although he is not good-looking, he is one of the few true friends of mine."

Feeling Xue Qiao's silence, he smiled again: "Are you shocked? Do you feel sorry for me?"

Xue Qiao rarely accepted his joke, but asked, "Who do you think will embarrass you?"

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old Bi He is so introverted and withdrawn, it is impossible to offend people to this extent.

The girl's parents must have been instigated by someone to drive Bi He to a corner.

Bi He smiled and said: "I vaguely know it, but I don't want to argue with them. There is no evidence at all. Besides, the year when the accident happened was really sad, but I have been quite happy these years."

He said it very easily, he didn't deliberately hide the heart-piercing days at the beginning, and he didn't want to tell Xue Qiao that he was cornered and almost jumped into the river. If sister Rui didn't pull him desperately, he would have gone to reunite with his parents long ago.

He just felt that time has passed for a long time, and all the bad things have passed, and he lived a good life later, and he will no longer think about suicide, and it will be better in the future, because he has Xue Qiao again.

He also wouldn't tell An Jin these things, although he knew that the other party would know, his rationality understood that An Jin didn't know about this matter, so it was impossible to vent his anger, but it was even more impossible for him to accept An Jin's feelings.

Of course, he still held a trace of grudge, so he didn't want to have anything to do with An Jin anymore.

Thinking of this, Bi He sat up slowly, changed the direction and sat on Xue Qiao, and looked down at him with a condescending smile: "I'm done explaining, do you feel distressed?"

Xue Qiao just looked at him and asked, "So you called me back then and lied to me that you were going abroad, because you didn't want me to know."

Bi He admitted it very simply: "Yes."

Xue Qiao's expression changed, and he stretched out a hand to wrap his arms around the back of his neck: "You've been pushed so hard, why don't you ask me for help?"

"I was not very smart at the time." Bi He betrayed the black hair He without hesitation, "I also thought about it later, in fact, I could still call the police at that time, whether it was useful or not, I could always scare them——As for You, I really don’t want you to know, so what if I tell you? The relationship between the two of us at that time, to put it bluntly, was a good relationship with classmates. At best, I have a crush on you. Telling you will only increase your troubles. Good. And I thought at the time, you want to be a big star and actor, what if something goes wrong because of me? Then I can’t hack myself to death.”

He looked down at Xue Qiao, and said seriously: "Really, Ah Qiao, I thought at that time: My life is no longer good, but I hope everything is fine for you."

Xue Qiao looked at him for a moment.

"Actually, that period of time passed quickly, and the people who punished me didn't intend to be cruel. Those people gradually disappeared when they couldn't find me. My life was quite peaceful. I didn't even think about dying with you. How can I be willing to get along with each other?"

He lowered his head and lay on Xue Qiao's chest: "Actually, I have been waiting for the chance to come back to see you all these years. It's not that I miss you too much, but I often think about it. I hope you have a good life, but I am afraid that you will have a good life." It’s too good to forget me, but I can’t find a chance to come back—hey, do you understand what I’m talking about? I think the previous days are like the things in the previous life. It’s so difficult to recall, and I dare not take the initiative to give you The news can only be watched on TV.”

"Thinking about it now..." He lowered his voice and murmured, "I really miss you..."

Xue Qiao's hands trembled violently.

Bi He noticed it, and asked stutteringly: "You, you won't be stimulated, will you?"

Xue Qiao pulled him down a little silently, almost touching his lips, and Bi He stared at him without blinking.

"It's too weak to say regret, and it's pale to say it hurts." He said in a low voice, and kissed him with such tenderness that Bi He almost cried, "Xiaohe, thank you for coming back."

This wasn't their first lip-to-lip kiss, it was their first real kiss.

Bi He was a little overwhelmed: "You, don't be too sad, I really have a good life."

After a pause, he added, "Except for missing you very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt dizzy, and it was Xue Qiao who turned over and pressed him under him.

Bi He saw that his eyes were all about himself.

"I kind of want to cry." Bi He honestly said, "Actually, when you said that I was your first love on the show, I was so happy that I was crazy. It's not me at all, I just feel that the opportunity has come, and I can see you again."

"There will be no one else." Xue Qiao said, "There will always be only you."

Bi He resumed his grinning look: "Bai Yueguang?"

Thinking about him in the past, he is still very suitable for this attribute.

But Xue Qiao shook his head, looked at him gently and smiled: "If you really want to compare yourself to the moonlight, I am a rabbit spirit, the kind that can only live when the moon shines on it."

"What a mess." Bi He reached out and squeezed his face to play, "You are still a cultural person."

Xue Qiao waited for him to play enough and let go before he said seriously: "Xiaohe, I don't dare to say that I love you as deeply as the sea, but I am indeed like you. No matter what life is like, I will always Waiting for the day when we will meet again.”

Bi He was still smiling at first, but now his eyes turned red, and he put his arms around his neck and said, "What should I do, why are you so nice, I like you so much."

Xue Qiao lowered his head and kissed him again, this time there were more unknown emotions in the tenderness, Bi He's hand grabbed his back, allowing him to kiss him from lips to chin, then on his neck, all the way down.

This time is beautiful in every way, but you are the only moonlight I never forget.