silver sea

what happened?

I fucking drank the porridge you bought and got sick.

Qiu Sheng really wanted to say that, but he didn't even have the strength to speak now.He could only pretend that he didn't hear Wen Youxia's question, and took out toilet paper from his trouser pocket to wipe his mouth.

His thoughts were confused, and after seeing the current situation clearly, he thought absurdly, "Does Wen Youxia think that I'm eating something I shouldn't eat in the toilet?"But I just vomited everything I ate. Although the scene was not unappetizing, it was still uncomfortable. If you want to talk, it's better to go out and talk.

Feeling dizzy as soon as he stood up, Qiu Sheng instinctively stretched out his hand to help someone, but then retreated after realizing something was wrong——

Then was held by the arm.

Because of the high temperature in the box, Qiu Sheng only wore a short sleeve.The palm attached to the arm was wide and rough, and the thin calluses on the fingertips rubbed against his skin, causing him to shudder.

Wen Youxia saw the remains of undigested porridge and cucumbers: "What's wrong with porridge?"

"Sweet." Qiu Sheng said vaguely, "Don't worry about it."

"Can't you eat pumpkin too?"

Strangely, Wen Youxia's speech has always been blunt and blunt, and his tone of voice is often like an emotionless AI, but at this moment Qiu Sheng felt that his voice was trembling a little, as if he was anxiously caring for someone.

"Yes..." Qiu Sheng hesitated, and revealed a little bit to him, "But if it's too sweet, I can't. I have a glass stomach now."

"Is it still the same reason as before?"

Qiu Sheng wanted to rinse his mouth, but his mouth was sour and astringent: "That's right."

"Let's talk about what to eat next time." Wen Youxia wrapped his other hand around his back, and naturally wrapped Qiu Sheng in his arms, making him stand more comfortably. His voice was as soft as coaxing Disobedient little animal, "Do you want to drink hot water?"

Qiu Sheng didn't hear You Xia's words, only knew that he was hugging him, this knowledge made his stomach churn, purely because he was too excited.He grabbed the opponent's clothes tightly, and the back of his hand was stretched out with blue veins.

Wen Youxia felt that he was still suffering, so he patted Qiu Sheng's shoulder blade with his hand on Qiu Sheng's back, chatting to comfort him.

The posture was a bit ambiguous, and when Qiu Sheng realized this, he put his forehead against Wen Youxia's neck presumptuously.He was sure that he heard Wen Youxia's pulse, and the rhythm was normal.

Qiu Sheng was trembling, and the stress reaction was causing trouble. At this time, he had no choice but to restrain himself from speaking.But many memories beat him like ocean waves because of unfinished nondescript hugs, cold and a little stinging, making him dizzy, and he couldn't help thinking: "Will you buy it for me next time?"

I should buy it, as long as there is a second meeting.

And they used to love each other very much, so they can still be together now.

As long as he softens and apologizes, Wen Youxia will agree.

Thinking about all this in his mind, Qiu Sheng heard Wen Youxia ask him, "Do you want to rinse your mouth?"

He nodded indiscriminately, and Wen Youxia carried him to the washstand outside until he supported Qiu Sheng to stand still.He turned on the faucet to adjust it to the right temperature, and asked a passing clerk for a paper cup.

After doing all this, Qiu Sheng still wanted to hug him, but Wen Youxia took a step back and stood under the steps waiting for him to finish.

After rinsing his mouth, Qiu Sheng asked, "Where are those two?"

"Xiao Lu has a performance at 08:30, Gu Qi sent him there, in a hurry." Wen Youxia would stare at him when he spoke, with serious and focused eyes, "After a while, they will leave first."

Just after Qiu Sheng vomited, his head went blank: "Oh... what about you?"

"I thought there was going to be a rehearsal today." Wen Youxia said, pulling on the strap of the piano case.

No wonder I brought bass.

Qiu Sheng recalled that when he asked Wen Youxia, he only said "everyone is here".So maybe this is Wen Youxia's understanding, the purpose of getting together is to rehearse and start over.This realization made Qiu Sheng excited indescribably, as if the moment when they picked up the instrument in the underground garage for the first time returned to their own hands.

"Then do you want to practice the piano?" Qiu Sheng's eyes sparkled, and his tone became light and quick, "I'll practice with you, let's find a place. Do you want a professional rehearsal room? I'm looking for Taiguo Acquaintances help—"

Wen Youxia shook her head.

The light instantly turned gray and went out.

"It's too late." Wen Youxia said, he checked the bus route with his mobile phone, "I still have to go to the hospital."

To get to the opposite street from the bus platform, you have to take a detour, cross the road and turn back.

They followed the cold female voice of the navigator silently all the way, Qiu Sheng had just vomited, and now he felt a headache after the cold wind blowing, and regretted not bringing some Ogilvy before going out.He hid behind Wen Youxia, and when he realized this, Wen Youxia followed him.

The sycamore tree covered the street lights, and the cold light from the phone screen reflected on Wen Youxia's face.

Wen Youxia used a very old smartphone, even when it was first sold, the price would not exceed 3000 yuan, the traces of use were obvious, and the LOGO was almost worn away—all of Wen Youxia’s gadgets were unavoidable Wear and tear, he's only soft on Bess.

"When will Teacher Wen be discharged from the hospital?" He tried to ask.

Wen Youxia didn't seem to be disgusted: "At least after Golden Week, it won't affect you."

"Do you still live in the original neighborhood?"

"He and Wen Haoqian." Wen Youxia said, "I moved out."

Where do you live, how much is the monthly rent, is it expensive, what did they do to you, why did they move out——

With many questions stuck in his throat, Qiu Sheng tried his best not to ask.He is aware of Wen Youxia's taboos, and he also knows that he is willing to talk about some of the family's recent situation, which is considered a large degree of concession.

At least Wen Youxia regards him as a friend?

Or, at least Wen Youxia still has a little affection for him.

Crossing the road while talking, the dark red bicycle lane is particularly eye-catching in the night.Wen Youxia stepped on it and walked forward, Qiu Sheng followed, keeping the same pace as him.He began to have a lot of things to say in his mind, and he wasn't sure whether Wen Youxia would like to hear them, but he wanted to say that self-control was too difficult.

Once he sat in a room with bright and clean windows, listened to the doctor assign him "homework", and accepted that there were many things in himself that needed to be corrected, and these facts included harsh standards for others.

"I can't manipulate his life, he can go wherever he wants to go."

Until the bus that Wen Youxia was going to take stopped, Qiu Sheng warned himself so resolutely.

The front door of the bus opened, and the people in the queue pushed forward one by one. There was a constant "beep" and "beep" when they clocked in. It was almost Wen Youxia's time, but he didn't take a step forward.

Under the street lamp, the autumn wind blows over the treetops, and the leaf shadows of the asphalt road shake mottledly.

The bus door closed, and with a siren-like sound, it drove away slowly.

"Aren't you going? The hospital." Qiu Sheng reminded.

Wen Youxia asked him, "Do you want to take a walk around here?"

In autumn, the daytime is clear, and after nightfall, the sky will be a beautiful dark blue for ten to twenty minutes.There are no clouds, and no stars and moons, just like a highly saturated blue cloth slowly blurred by the darkness.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Youxia came to the Flower Park inexplicably.

Realizing this, Qiu Sheng felt a little uncomfortable, but he quickly comforted himself: Instead of guessing that Wen Youxia did it on purpose, it's better to say that the place where they eat is very convenient, just two streets away.

The children's playground in the park only opened until [-] o'clock in the evening, and it was close to closing time. Business in the commercial street was not good. The hawkers who sold supper took the opportunity to make money and moved their carts to the far side of the park to attract customers.The aunt who dances the square dance is in the most spacious center, while the other corners are lush with leaves, making it the best place for couples to have a tryst.

Within a month, this was Qiu Sheng's 20th visit to Flower Park, but the habit he wanted to develop had already died.

They walked around the fountain, there was a fork in the road ahead, to the left was Wen Youxia's part-time milk tea shop, to the right was a small forest, the lights were dim, the benches were far apart, and there were people sitting on each one.

After thinking about it, Qiu Sheng turned to the grove.

The forked road connected the forked road. He didn't know the specific direction, so he went to the place where there were few people.Wen Youxia's footsteps behind him were not fast or slow, and after walking about ten meters, the fragrance of camphor trees swelled and came from all directions.

The footsteps stopped, Qiu Sheng heard Wen Youxia cleared his throat.

"You seem to have something to say to me."

"No."

Wen Youxia looked at him.

The light was too dim, but Qiu Sheng felt that Wen Youxia was smiling and asked him silently: "Is there really not?"

This illusion mixed with the scent of plants and trees made him quickly distracted - did Wen Youxia guess something?That's right, they have always known each other very well, Wen Youxia may not be unaware of her impulse.

If he guessed it all, it seemed too hypocritical to say "no".

The leaves of the trees were rustling by the wind, and a short lamp among the flowers illuminated half of Wen Youxia's face.

"Well, I have. I want to stay with you for a while. So you just said that you can't go to the hospital. I'm actually... quite happy." Qiu Sheng sat casually on the bench, not far behind him, He could vaguely hear a couple snuggling together and talking softly, which made him blush quickly.

He always thought that he and Wen Youxia were also one of those couples.

"Wen Xia, you sit too." Qiu Sheng moved to the side.

Wen Youxia didn't answer and sat down, he was still standing by the nearest lamp, the left half of his clothes were illuminated in a warm color.He didn't speak, Qiu Sheng didn't force it anymore, grabbed the corners of the shirt with both hands, and buttoned the buttons one by one, as if waiting for Wen Youxia to make a move.

"The piano case is not easy to put." Wen Youxia said as he wished, "I'll stand and listen, it's the same."

"Well, it's the same." Qiu Sheng compromised with him patiently, raised his head, looked a little pitiful when he looked up at someone from the bottom up, "I don't know what's wrong, I always think about the past recently. Maybe it's you Finally promised me to come back to the band, I've been thinking about these things before...I'm afraid of your backlash."

"Not this time," he said.

"That's right." Qiu Sheng propped his knees and smiled, "Do you still remember? You used to come to school to find me because you dropped by before the performance, and you even forged a counselor's note for me... I really like the one you rented In a small room, the keyboard and computer take up half, and the bed takes up half, and if you want to practice the piano, you can only sit at the end of the bed."

Speaking of the latter, Qiu Sheng was a little confused.

This night was like the night he went back to the past, and he was about to open a door.Behind the door, Four Years Never Existed, and Wen Youxia will finish writing that song with him.

"My current home is very similar to that one, Wen Xia." Qiu Sheng raised his head, folded his arms together, and covered his red fingers with wide cuffs, "Come here."

Wen Youxia gave a suspicious "hmm".

"Let's be together again, okay?" Qiu Sheng said, fearing that his statement might be misinterpreted, he hastily added, "It's not just that you come back to the band, write songs, arrange songs, live together, and live with us before." Same! I will discuss everything with you this time, Wen Xia, what we mean by being together is love, okay?"

When Qiu Sheng asked the question, he had already thought of the result, his eyes were sour, but his heart jumped on a cloud very happily, as if everything could become bright and sunny.

He will be free soon, as long as Wen Youxia nods.

"I understand what you mean." Wen Youxia muffled, "But, no."

The author says:

The "regret" that Qiu repeatedly mentioned is actually the worry that Wen Xia told him the most in the past√

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