Who allowed me to live like a dream

Gu Jiachen was washing dishes in the kitchen.Warm hot water flows through the fingertips, mixed with the foam of dish detergent, washing the greasy dishes stained with bacon white and shiny.

Ren Xiaoxu's apartment is very well lit, and the kitchen is also full of golden sunlight.The sunshine in winter can bring people a good mood. Gu Jiachen couldn't help but think of a song, that song was called Spring, and now he changed it to Winter.He now has a credit card, he has him, and a home with 24-hour hot water... How happy he is now, although he just stands here and washes the dishes.

The smooth sound of the piano came from the living room.

The staggered piano sounds are light and smooth, as bright and moving as butterflies flying.Gu Jiachen closed his eyes and listened, recalling the pieces that Ren Xiaoxu played in the past.He recognized Ravel's "Mirror" from the iconic left and right handed motif and chromatic melody.Ravel is a famous French composer and an outstanding representative of Impressionism. The "Mirror" suite is a piece he wrote for his young artist friends.

Ren Xiaoxu hasn't played the piano for a long time, and the last time he did it was when he taught Gu Jiachen how to play "The First Snow".The hands are a bit raw, and the complex connections are played a little bluntly.However, this still did not affect the appreciation of Gu Jiachen, a layman.

The piano in the living room was chosen by Ren Xiaoxu when he moved. The Yamaha black upright piano is placed by the wall not far from the sofa in the living room.The piano was covered with a lavender velvet cover, which had been lifted aside at this moment, and Ren Xiaoxu was sitting on a soft leather stool, dancing his fingers like a night elf.

After Gu Jiachen washed the dishes, he wiped his hands on his apron.

He suddenly looked down at his apron, the white fabric was decorated with wavy lace, and it looked like a maid's attire.It looks nondescript on a man.The kitchen stove is made of marble, smooth enough to reflect people's shadows.Looking at his own shadow on the mirror-like stove, Gu Jiachen looked like a man who divorced in the early years and took care of his own children, and couldn't help but laugh.

The first version of this apron, they bought at the anime festival.At that time, there was the largest animation festival in Southwest China, which was held at C University.The entire C is mostly occupied by large and small stalls, ranging from autographs by cartoonists to self-published books by newcomers, from COSPLAY to animation peripherals, there are all kinds of things, everything that one expects to find. Students of C University will pass by these stalls no matter where they go, and they can't do it if they don't want to go shopping.Of course, most people participated enthusiastically.

At noon, the two of them went to eat.When passing through the many stalls, Ren Xiaoxu never knew which peddler bought an apron.When I got to the restaurant, I took it out and compared it to Gu Jiachen.Gu Jiachen's face was as dark as a pig's liver, and he repeatedly shook his head and said that he didn't wear it... In the end, he still wore it. After returning to the dormitory at night, he lay on the bed in a daze, and was forced to wear it.

Gu Jiachen blushed when he thought of it, and quickly took off this thing and hung it up.The sound of the piano is intermittent, and it has become another piece of music.Ding ding dong dong is like spring water, but also like the wind, strong Hisaishi style, it should be the theme song of the valley of the wind.

Ren Xiaoxu's back was straight, and his gestures were graceful.His profile is rigid and sculptural.The black windbreaker with golden buttons added a bit of handsomeness to his figure.The buttons reflect the golden light of the rising sun, and those who pierce them cannot open their eyes.Gu Jiachen moved slowly and walked behind him, unable to control the excitement in his heart, he hugged him from behind.

There was a slight muffled sound when the body collided, and there was a rustling sound from the clothes rubbing against each other.The weight of one person rests on the shoulders of the other, and the place where the hands are hooked creates a sense of bondage and possession.Being tightly strangled by his arms, Ren Xiaoxu felt a strand of tough hair rub against his side face.Gu Jiachen pressed his chin on his shoulder and whispered in his ear:

"You're in a good mood today? Huh?"

Ren Xiaoxu raised his head with a smile and said, "Yes."

"Aren't you going to bed? You stayed up all night."

"It's okay, I'm young and I can hold on."

"Yes, you are young, and I am old." Gu Jiachen couldn't help laughing, and moved sideways to Ren Xiaoxu's side. The long piano bench was covered with soft leather cushions, which were as delicate and soft as a baby's skin. The curves of the body undulate.

Ren Xiaoxu's birthday is coming soon.This person was born on the coldest winter day, January 22, at the junction of Aquarius and Capricorn.There are not only the practicality and stubbornness of Capricorn, but also the calmness and changeability of Aquarius.Everything is too rational, do not like to accept other people's point of view.

If you're around him listening to him play, then you'd better just listen and not overly express your opinion.I think this song should be played in this way. It actually expresses that kind of state of mind, which doesn't fit the current atmosphere... It's courting death to say such words.He wants to play this piece at this time. If you want to listen to it, you can listen to it. If you don’t want to listen to it, then you can go away. He will never stop his playing because you don’t want to listen to it.He may not express his disdain or dissatisfaction, but he will silently take you out of his world in his heart.And you don't even know that you have already been sentenced to death by him because of that sentence just now.Even in the midst of overwhelming opposition and slander, he will live out his own style.He is like the poplar standing upright in the desert, standing stubbornly in a landscape, and will not be swayed by the cameraman's favor.

Gu Jiachen sometimes felt that the man beside him was too tough.He may be more suitable to be an officer than Cheng Yizhou, and that military uniform must bring out his temperament better.Compared with him, Cheng Yizhou is too literary and too worried.

After playing Joe Hisaishi, the sound of the piano transitioned to Maxim.Croatian Rhapsody, is a song about war, but incorporates elements of pop music - repetition.A melody was repeated so many times that even Gu Jiachen could easily remember the piece after listening to it once.

The clouds were a melancholy gray in the sky.Collapsed walls spread messy rubble.The dust flutters in the air, and finally settles and returns to the soil.Among the ruined walls devastated by the war, there is a small white flower whose name cannot be named, swaying slightly in the wind.

The story repeats destruction and rebirth.The wheel of history keeps moving forward, running over the broken wells and ruins in the gunpowder smoke, and also running over the busy traffic under the neon lights.Tragedy and fate continue, and people flock to loneliness and prosperity one after another.In the end, in the end, only those who truly love each other can leave the name written in each other's blood in each other's hearts.I deeply remember his face until he dies of old age and turns into dust.

The bones are like mountains and forget the surname, nothing more than the son and the red makeup.

The sound of the piano was melodious, and Gu Jiachen felt the winter sun coating them with a layer of gold.Such a picture is so beautiful, if people can see heaven before they die, then Gu Jiachen thinks that he will definitely see today.

"Are you still working today?" Gu Jiachen leaned on Ren Xiaoxu's shoulder and asked.

"Not for the time being. The year-end summary is over. Come back to see their plans for the next year. They will be in our hands when they are done. It is estimated that it will be almost the Spring Festival by then."

"Then do you still need to read the report during the Spring Festival?"

"It should be. Anyway, our family doesn't celebrate the Spring Festival very much."

On the surface, this is not true, but in fact, the Ren family celebrates the Spring Festival just like other families.On New Year's Eve, everyone had a New Year's Eve dinner together, and a group of high-ranking people said a few words to summarize the past and look forward to the future.Going to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors on the first day of the new year is another series of pomp and circumstance.Then go back to each house, travel, travel, work, accompany lover... In short, do whatever you want.

In the past, Ren Xiaoxu was behind the scenes during the Chinese New Year. Ren Xiaohuai, the head of the house, flew back from the United States to serve as the representative of the sacrifice.But this year he has been here all the time, so he has handled all the arrangements for the sacrifice, and Ren Xiaoxu has become very leisurely.

That's fine, anyway, it's just a formality.Ren Xiaoxu didn't believe at all that after such a big fanfare, the ancestors would really bless them with a safe journey and all their wishes would come true.

Therefore, if there is nothing else, he thinks there is nothing wrong with reading the report.Anyway, in my family's company, I can do things if I want to do things, and I can rest whenever I want to rest. It all depends on my mood.

Seeing Gu Jiachen leaning on her body without a word, Ren Xiaoxu thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Why, do you want me not to read the report?"

Gu Jiachen spoke lingeringly: "Of course... During the Chinese New Year, everyone is resting, spending time with their families, or with their loved ones... Eating, sleeping, shopping on the street, watching TV under the covers, watching fireworks, and making complaints about it." Spring Festival Gala……"

Of course you should do this during the Chinese New Year!However, Gu Jiachen was very sensible and shut up in the middle of speaking, because he knew that such a boring activity at the level of a petty citizen would not be able to get into the eyes of the Buddha in front of him.He should go to Japan or Northern Europe to soak in hot springs on vacation; go to Australia, the Caribbean or the Fiji Islands to enjoy the scenery of the southern country; or simply go to Antarctica to see penguins, see the polar day and see the aurora.

Ren Xiaoxu turned his head to look at him, his bright eyes blinked: "You want this?"

Gu Jiachen looked at him very sincerely, and nodded emphatically.

In the past Chinese New Year, no matter how smoky the atmosphere at home was, the Gu family would put it down temporarily.Going to the supermarket to buy a bunch of snacks, the whole family huddled together on the bed to eat sunflower seeds and watch TV. Three or four people squeezed into the same bed, and their legs couldn’t even be straightened.Hearing the explosion of fireworks outside the door, and the sound of the TV turned up to the maximum, I couldn't hear what the host said.With a handful of peanuts in his hand, he peeled them off, and the red coating that was rubbed off was like confetti after a firecracker was set off.The white, plump, salted peanuts melted in the mouth, and the crispy taste was like a cold old wine, with a savory aroma.In the ears are the laughter of the family members, and the whole body is light and dreamy.

Has Ren Xiaoxu ever felt such an atmosphere?

His life seemed to be a perpetual conference.Endless decisions to be made, endless summaries to be written, and constantly looking forward to the future will push Ren to a higher level, faster and stronger.The relationship between people at a party is nothing more than nodding and clinking wine glasses.There is always a stiff standard smile on the face, and there is always a deep groove of desire that cannot be filled in the bottom of my heart.The big bed in my bedroom is big enough to squeeze ten big men, but it can only bear the lonely back of him alone.

I really want him to experience the feeling of being huddled together with his family... the warmth of curling up, feet fighting in bed, hands constantly fighting for a handful of peanuts or melon seeds, and then laughing loudly at the TV together , but my heart is warmed by charcoal fire...

I really want you to feel that warmth too!

"Then I will go to your house to celebrate the New Year on New Year's Eve?" Ren Xiaoxu pressed his shoulder and said.

Gu Jiachen was still immersed in the scenes and fantasies of the New Year, so he nodded along.After nodding, I came back to my senses, opened my eyes and asked, "Ah? What did you say? Where are you going for the New Year?"

"Go to your home."

"what?!"

"Otherwise? Are you going to put my parents, brother and sister-in-law together on the same bed and watch the Spring Festival Gala together?" Ren Xiaoxu said with a helpless smile.