Seventy two hundred

"On the mountain where the horses are running, there is a cloud,

It shines brightly from side to side, the city of Kangding Liuliu,

The moon~curve~curve~, the city of Kangding! "

In Xu Tang's field of vision, the bonfire flickers on and off, sometimes dazzlingly dazzling, sometimes glittering with golden light, unpredictable and magnificent.

The people in the square gradually became thinner, men, women and children dancing around the fire sat on the floor again, booing and making a shy-looking middle-aged man in the crowd sing.

Guan Ming still did not let go of Xu Tang's hand, and pulled him to sit down among the crowd, listening to the song in the darkened sky.

The middle-aged man stood up and sang. He was shy at first, but then he became more and more daring. The song "Kangding Love Song" was sung lively, causing everyone to cheer, and the atmosphere was heated up.

But Guan Ming's eyes kept falling on Xu Tang, and Xu Tang felt that he couldn't escape at all.

In a daze, the scene in front of Xu Tang changed instantly. Guan Ming who was sitting next to him suddenly disappeared, and the person who was standing and singing also disappeared.

Xu Tang felt flustered, and the night became strange. He looked around and saw that everyone was sitting quietly listening to the music, while Guan Ming was sitting in the middle of the crowd, holding a guitar, gently plucking the strings, playing and singing " "Mercury".

he sings:

"Fascinated by your eyes, the Milky Way has traces to follow;

Through the rift of time, it remains true;

draw me to the track..."

Guan Ming's voice was smoky, hoarse, but calming, the moon was thick above his head, the world was dark, only the light of the campfire shone on his face, and his eyes made Xu Tang unable to see clearly.

Xu Tang felt that his palms were sweating a little. He clenched his fists and kept looking into the crowd as if he couldn't sit still.

"This fleeting scene, the most intimate distance;

Follow your skin texture, walk through the twisting arms;

Make a dream for you, make a dream for you..."

The magnetism in the singing was fascinating, Xu Tang couldn't help but look up, and it collided with Guan Mingding's eyes looking at him, caught off guard.

In fact, even without looking, Xu Tang seemed to know that Guan Ming's eyes never moved away from his face.

So persistent, so addicted.

"How far must it go to enter your heart,

How long will it take to get close to you,

The person who is so close but can't get close,

I also look forward to meeting you..."

Guan Ming plucked the guitar strings, fixed his eyes on Xu Tang, and locked Xu Tang firmly with his eyes, as if he couldn't allow him to escape for a second.

Xu Tang felt something was wrong, Guan Ming slowly stood up and walked towards him.

He was still holding the guitar, walking while playing and singing, as if to announce some secret.

"Dare to let you know you're not alone,

When I can fly with you again,

Traveling around is boring, at least you can,

be with you. "

He stood in front of Xu Tang, and after he sang the last word, the surrounding was suddenly very quiet, and Xu Tang seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, thump, thump, echoing strongly in the dark night.

Xu Tang suddenly became dizzy, and there seemed to be people cheering, booing, laughing, and playing around. Xu Tang's ears were in a mess, and he couldn't hear anything clearly.

Guan Ming leaned on him, got as close as he could, and leaned into Xu Tang's ear, and said in a low voice, "At noon, I was sleeping."

Xu Tang seemed unable to move, allowing Guan Ming's voice to bewitch him: "But seeing you, I can't fall asleep."

"I'm so cold." Guan Ming's voice became hoarse. He breathed in Xu Tang's ear, and his hands were dishonest. He touched Xu Tang's skin bit by bit, along his smooth back neck and raised spine, all the way He pressed his waist in those two small holes, causing Xu Tang to tremble all over.

"I want to hug you", Guan Ming didn't seem to ask Xu Tang's opinion, but informed him directly, and then hugged Xu Tang, his arms were strong, and he hugged Xu Tang tightly, making him almost out of breath gas.

"Don't...don't do this", Xu Tang struggled slightly, but it was extremely difficult, Guan Ming's embrace was like iron, he couldn't break free at all.

"I can't breathe anymore..." Xu Tang began to use his hands together, pushing Guan Ming's chest hard. It felt like drowning. The laughter and noise around him rushed towards him like a wave. Xu Tang's breathing became more and more difficult. Up and down.

"Don't...don't...don't!"

Xu Tang opened his eyes suddenly and woke up from his sleep.

It was pitch black all around, the car was driving fast, the lights on both sides of the road were dim, and the inside of the car was also dark and silent, Xu Tang could only hear his own slightly violent breathing.

In the blink of an eye, the time has come to the end of September, and Xu Tang took the original team to Guizhou again, and the car was speeding towards the destination Lishui Town.

"What's wrong?" Guan Ming said in a deep voice, turned his head in the dark, and asked Xu Tang softly, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"No..." Xu Tang couldn't say anything, his mind was in a mess, everything in front of him and in his dreams were intertwined, so unreal, but also extremely realistic, circling in his mind with contradictions and entanglements.

In the silence, Guan Ming leaned over, like a ghost, and asked, "Then can you let go of my hand?"

In the next second, Xu Tang quickly took his hand away from the back of Guan Ming's hand like an electric shock.

"I'm sorry, I... dreamed, messed up, and a little dizzy."

Xu Tang shook his head, the left earphone fell out of his ear, and it was still playing "How far will it take to enter your heart, how long will it take to get close to you..."

The right earphone has long since disappeared.

Guan Ming looked at Xu Tang, and patiently listened to his stumbling words. In the silent night, his eyes were rare and gentle.

Xu Tang also looked back at Guan Ming, and suddenly felt that everything in front of him began to blur again. He frowned and asked tentatively, "Are you cold?"

Guan Ming was stunned for a moment, failing to receive Xu Tang's inexplicable inquiry, he asked strangely, "Is it cold?"

"Oh, oh, it's nothing." Xu Tang unzipped his coat, feeling a thin layer of sweat on his body, took out a bottle of mineral water from the side of the seat and poured it.

At this moment, Guan Ming's eyes turned like blades again, scanning Xu Tang's body inch by inch.

Xu Tang's panic, nervousness, confusion, and dizziness seemed to be seen through by Guan Ming at a glance.

Gudong Gudong, Xu Tang drank half a bottle of water in one go, his breath seemed to be unstable, and his eyes were evasive, not daring to look directly at Guan Ming.

Xu Tang lowered his head and twisted the bottle cap, but Guan Ming grabbed his hand.

"Tell the truth." Guan Ming grabbed Xu Tang's wrist, tightened it slightly, tried to hold down his throat, and asked, "What kind of dream did you have?"

Xu Tang raised his eyes, and in the darkness, he could clearly see the curiosity, desire, expectation, suspicion, uneasiness and anxiety in Guan Ming's eyes, and all these complex emotions were caused by him.

At that moment, the Guan Ming in front of Xu Tang, the Guan Ming holding the guitar in his dream and singing softly, and the Guan Ming who came up to beg for a hug because of the cold, held hands tightly and followed the crowd in circles and kicked his legs, but they were teasing in his ears. Guan Ming overlapped.

Let Xu Tang be confused, unable to distinguish, unable to escape, unable to hide.

So he couldn't help but confess honestly: "I dreamed about you."

Xu Tang's eyes blinked slowly, his consciousness was returning to his soul, his thick lower eyelashes swept away, he looked at Guan Ming, and said word by word: "I dreamed that you were singing, talking in my ear, and , hug me."