living in the pocket of a nemesis

Ye Tang was momentarily shocked and speechless.

He's downstairs?

When did it come?

How long have you been listening?

His heart was beating wildly, and something was about to come out.

"You..." He tried to make his voice sound calm, "Are you going to come up?"

The person on the phone didn't agree immediately, but said, "If you want."

It seemed that what they were asking was not a simple question like "can I go upstairs".

Ye Tang thought of something, and suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Naturally, Fu Linfeng couldn't drive into his garage, so he could only park downstairs. Ye Tang left from the piano and hurried to the balcony with his slippers on——

The day was so quiet that even the chirping of insects could not be heard.The moon is covered by clouds, only revealing a little light borrowed from the sun.

But fortunately, there is always another light.

He saw Fu Linfeng's car parked there quietly, at this moment, at three o'clock in the morning.

The lights in the car were turned on, and the warm yellow light was silently on. There was a person sitting in the driver's seat, and because of the distance, only a silhouette could be seen.

But outlines are enough.

Ye Tang finally felt a fever in his chest, he looked down without blinking, what emotion was about to come out.

"Come on," he said.

He saw the people in the car move, straightened the neckline with one hand, then pulled out the key and opened the car door.

Ye Tang felt nervous at this moment, but he also had an unspeakable expectation. The man's tall body appeared in his vision, like an unreal fantasy.

Neither of them spoke again, but they didn't hang up the phone either. Ye Tang watched him close the car door, the phone was still held up, and he was walking towards this side.

At this time, the tacit understanding came from unknown, the person who was walking quietly raised his head suddenly, his gaze accurately penetrated the darkness, and met Ye Tang's.

He seemed to see Fu Linfeng smile - but he didn't seem to, the night was too dark for him to see clearly.

But it doesn't matter at all.

He felt himself laughing too, and couldn't stop until Fu Linfeng's figure disappeared from his sight.

Ye Tang blew in the cold wind for another half a minute before he got his mood together and walked to the door.

Before Fu Linfeng could knock on the door, he simply opened the door himself, looking a little dazed and not so smart.

He used to be like this too, if Fu Linfeng couldn't come to his school because of the long class time, he would go home and practice the piano first, and then wait for him when Fu Linfeng was about to come over, open the door - no It needs to be communicated in advance, and there is no need to do it deliberately, because he can always wait.

At that time, he was at the door, and he felt happy when he heard the familiar footsteps. After seeing the figure of the other party, he rushed over - stretched out his hands, and hung them on the other party's neck in a very childish manner.

It's just that the 20-year-old Ye Tang is much taller than before, and his mood is also very different.

But he still couldn't hold it back, the moment he saw Fu Linfeng's face clearly, the warm and surging emotions in his chest could no longer be suppressed——

He eagerly took two steps forward, still stretched out his hand, and hugged him who was covered with night.

"You..." Ye Tang's actions were prior to reason. When he came back to his senses, he wanted to make amends for himself. He blushed and lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

Because he is shorter than Fu Linfeng, although he won't need to hang on him like he did back then, he still needs to tiptoe slightly in the hugging posture now.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Fu Linfeng raised his hands that were hanging by his sides silently, and placed them on his slightly raised shoulder blades due to excitement.

Ye Tang couldn't say a word.

After all, the former Fu Linfeng would not respond to him.

"Ye Tang." He heard Fu Linfeng calling him.

The distance between the two was too close, and Ye Tang felt Fu Linfeng's heartbeat, which was not calm, through the thin cloth, and the warm breath in his ear, and everything came to him with self-evident emotions.

"Ye Tang," he said, repeating what he said on the phone just now, "I heard everything."

Those written in the score, hidden in the sound of the piano.

He heard it all, and listened all night.

Fortunately, there are no neighbors nearby, otherwise, at three o'clock in the morning, two people standing at the door silently hugging, from the perspective of other people, it is indeed a bit strange.

However, from the perspective of the parties involved, it seems that neither party cares.

When Ye Tang's face was completely red, he moved lightly and moved away from Fu Linfeng a little.

It feels amazing.

Obviously the two of them didn't say anything, but it felt like they had exhausted everything.

This caused Ye Tang's brain to fail to process the current information for a while, and he was always disconnected.

Yes, he wanted to hug Fu Linfeng as soon as he saw him, and he knew that it was impossible for him to refuse his move...

But what's next?

How to proceed?

What should I say?

In the end, it was Fu Linfeng who spoke for him: "Aren't you going to let me in first?"

"Oh..." Ye Tang nodded stupidly, hurriedly dragged Fu Linfeng in, and then closed the door himself.

"You..." He simply asked what he wanted to ask first, "Why did you come here suddenly?"

Fu Linfeng stood in front of him and smiled: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Ye Tang blushed even more: "No, otherwise. It can't be because of the restaurant."

"I also find it incredible." Fu Linfeng still had a smile in his eyes, "Actually, there is no special reason, but you didn't reply to my message, so you wanted to come and have a look."

Ye Tang muttered: "But I planned to sleep at my mother's place today. If I didn't suddenly want to practice the piano today, I wouldn't come here, so wouldn't you just run away?"

But just after I finished speaking, I overturned it again: "That's not right, if I was with my mother, I wouldn't have missed seeing the messages on my phone."

To sum up, Ye Tang nodded for his reasoning that he thought was perfect: "So it's not surprising that you are here."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Fu Linfeng chuckle.

Dissatisfied, he was about to raise his head to ask why he was laughing at him, when he saw the other party sigh softly: "Ye Tang."

"Did you not realize that I actually planned to chase you?"

"!" Ye Tang subconsciously took a deep breath, "Yes, is it..."

"Yes," Fu Linfeng's mouth was still hooked, and he could see that he was in a good mood, "but it doesn't matter."

He walked to the piano and waved to Ye Tang: "Can you play it for me again?"

Ye Tang was a little awkward: "Haven't you heard it all?"

"That's different." Fu Linfeng's eyes were burning, "I want to watch you and play in front of me once."

Uncomfortable being looked at by him, Ye Tang felt that he hadn't calmed down yet, but he obediently walked over and sat down, and whispered as if to cover up: "I won't get tired of listening..."

Fu Linfeng didn't speak, and didn't argue with him, just stood beside him quietly.

But after all, when it was time to start, Ye Tang reorganized his mood, returned to the state just now, and put his fingers on the keys.

With those vivid pictures, the inspiration that came to mind when writing the music flooded in again, Ye Tang started to play, and now he just feels relaxed.

Yeah, Hayden was right, there was music between them, and nothing really changed.

The chromatic scale is the end of the piece, and it is also the most emotional section. Ye Tang is concentrating on it, and the fingers of his right hand leave the last key cleanly. He seems to have experienced this feeling again, and his chest is still hot. , while his inspiration was standing beside him.

As soon as Ye Tang turned his head, he bumped into Fu Linfeng's eyes.

His mind froze, and he recalled the appearance of the other party after playing the piano on the day of the school celebration.

It seems to be the same expression, and the same eyes...

How could I not have discovered it at that time?

Ye Tang suddenly remembered what An Qiao said today.

He pursed his lips, looked at Fu Linfeng who was close at hand, and finally mustered up his courage for the first time: "Fu Linfeng. I... I seem to owe you an apology."

"I was too naive back then, I, I didn't think about those..."

"Even when I first returned to China, I actually didn't want to lose my temper with you at that time, I just felt, I just felt..."

Ye Tang blinked, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I was... afraid that you would hate me."

"I can't help it, I know I shouldn't, I know it's useless, but—"

He couldn't finish the rest of the sentence.

He was hugged by Fu Linfeng again.

The hug when he entered the door was different. This time, the other party was very serious and tried very hard, as if he had finally confirmed something, from the sound of the piano just now.

After a while, he heard Fu Linfeng speak again.

I couldn't see his expression at the moment, but his voice was a little hoarse.

"Ye Tang, how could I..." His tone was filled with resignation and connivance, and it also contained emotion after five years of separation.

"How can I not like you?"