Overtone

Qi Ye was quite serious.

He looked at the phone screen where the call ended, and he just leaned against the stone table in the yard without moving for a long time.

To be honest, things have come to this point, and it would be better for both parties to be straightforward.

It’s okay to be ambiguous in a long line, but the premise is that there are no complicated matters or scruples. If there is something unspeakable, and it is dragged to the end, it will be very painful for both of them.

As he said before, if it is a direct death sentence, there is really nothing to regret.

There are many people in this world who are together and leave more every day. When the time comes, it is really impossible. I waved my hand smartly and said goodbye later, but there is nothing wrong with it.

When Qi Ye went upstairs with the rose, it was almost two o'clock in the morning, and there are advantages to being in his line of work, for example, staying up late is better than anyone else, it seems that just changing the time zone, he is very energetic every day, I don't know why .

Upstairs, Qi Ye couldn't sleep either, he tossed and turned against the ceiling for a long time, finally got up and took down the dried flowers from the bookshelf.

How should I put it, it's quite down-to-earth, as if I really came back with a star.

When Qi Ye woke up, it was already noon, and the old man who was recycling electrical appliances outside the window was bang bang bang bang on the broken iron gong. He just rubbed his temples and didn't get up.

Today I made an appointment with Xiao Cheng to meet in the evening, thinking about it, I'm still looking forward to it.

Seeing that Valentine's Day was still two days away, Qi Ye sent a red envelope to the family group before getting up, and even specially addressed Ms. Zhao, wishing Happy Valentine's Day in advance.

Ms. Zhao received it quickly, and sent a smiley face.

Now Lao Qi is not happy: You are stealing my business.

Qi Ye: Then you post it too, you have to spoil our Ms. Zhao even on Valentine's Day.

After posting this, I saw that Lao Qi also sent a red envelope, and even sent two in a row.

Qi Ye was quite cheerful, he was so grown up and still serious with his juniors, he really didn't know what to say.

Compared to Xiao Cheng's family, Qi Ye still feels very lucky. He has lived freely for nearly 30 years, and it is quite rare that he is still at the stage of "expressing his worries for writing new words".

Qi Ye thought about turning off his phone, but with a swipe of his fingertips, his eyes fell on the chat page with Xiao Cheng.

The content of last night's call came to mind again.

After being absent-minded for a while, I typed a few words and wanted to ask the time, but saw "the other party is typing" on the dialog box.

After a few seconds, a message was received.

-Xiao Cheng: There is an impromptu meeting at night, I will try to get out early.

Qi Ye's heart turned cold.

In many cases, things don't mean that you can just follow along, and it is often that the proportion of unexpected scenes is relatively large.

But there was nothing he could do about being lost, Qi Ye replied: It's okay, I'll wait for you tonight.

They still met at the Spanish restaurant that night.

In Qi Ye's opinion, Valentine's Day these days is quite lively, but this time, they prefer to "talk about things" rather than "flirting".

It's quite abstract, but adults don't make these falsehoods.

Qi Ye still decided to rush forward recklessly, just like what Zhou Qun said, this time it is indeed almost the same, tell him everything he can say and what he thinks in his heart.

By the time Qi Ye arrived at the restaurant, it was already past seven in the evening.He is still wearing a down jacket and a red sweater. It seems that only in this way can he continue that night completely.

After taking his seat, Qi Ye glanced at the time, Xiao Cheng said that he would arrive around eight o'clock, and it should be more than an hour before closing at nine o'clock, and it seemed that there was enough time.

He ordered a lemon tea without looking at the wine list.

At this juncture, he dared not touch alcohol.

He squinted his eyes at the entrance of the cool liquid, then turned on the screen of his phone, staring at the picture in Xiao Cheng's circle of friends in a daze.

Not to mention, I really miss those days when I was a backpacker in the United States.

Qi Ye really wanted to go back to that time.

Knowing nothing, he rushed forward recklessly.

If the time goes back ten years, the current development may be completely different. Maybe when I gave Rosin, I just patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "Brother, I like you very much, let's talk about a relationship?"

But he is no longer the furry kid he was back then.

Talking about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, reciting poems and composing self-admiration to Gu Fang are not the real goal of life now.

After listening to the piano performance in the restaurant for a while, Qi Ye's phone suddenly vibrated, and an unread message appeared.

It's a text message from Zhou Qun.

-Zhou Qun: Come on, Brother Qi is the best.

This guy was very gossip, he heard that they were going to make an appointment tonight, and he also yelled that he wanted to watch from afar, and was scolded back by Qi Yelianye.

Of course, Qi Ye knew that this was a joke after years of brotherhood, but maybe Zhou Qun came out because he was afraid that he would be nervous.

It's just that it's really not very nervous to be so noisy.

Qi Ye replied "Thank you", and was about to post an emoji when Zhou Qun sent another sentence.

-Zhou Qun: When you finish here, I also have good news.

-Qi Ye: What?

-Zhou Qun: An opportunity.

Qi Ye looked a little amused, but Zhou Qun hadn't changed much in the past few years, and his cheap panting hadn't changed.

Before he could say anything, Zhou Qun couldn't resist sending a message.

——The Sound of Guitar audition project.

Just like the announcements in general performing arts groups, there are a lot of colorful registration thresholds and precautions in the news. In addition, there are car stickers and reimbursement, which are all followed.

After a long post, Zhou Qun followed up: Brother, if you have time, take a look. This is a director that a colleague of mine knows. Say hello when the time comes. If you sign up here, you can go to the audition.

After a few seconds, he sent another sentence: I slipped away, good luck.

Qi Ye didn't pay much attention to Zhou Qun's words.

His attention fell on the competition venue in the southern city, and he rubbed his chin in deep thought.

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Ye couldn't think of anything, so Qi Ye took a sip of lemon tea and returned his thoughts to Xiao Cheng.

It's already eight o'clock.

The chat interface between the two of them was very quiet.

It's like a calm pool of water in the middle of the night, even a little wind can't be found.

Qi Ye waited patiently, his thin silhouette was outlined by the feasting lights outside the window, but he still kept his hands crossed, just waiting.

The lemon tea was empty in the cup.

The night lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are still shining brightly.

He was the only one left in the restaurant.

Qi Ye got up, finally paid and left the restaurant.

There was no WeChat to find Xiao Cheng, nor did he make a phone call, so Qi Ye just left quietly.

The streets are empty, probably because of the weekday, and Valentine's Day doesn't feel like a holiday at all.He sat on the bench beside the bus, took out his Marlboro, and lit a cigarette casually.

After taking a puff of cigarette, he did nothing but stared at the busy traffic in the city.

It seemed like a long, long time, when there were almost no one on the road, and he felt that he had almost smoked, Qi Ye took out his phone from his bag and glanced at it.

Five missed calls.

Don't think about it, it's all Xiao Cheng's.

Qi Ye didn't know what mood he was calling back, but the moment he connected, he was unexpectedly calm.

"Where are you?" Xiao Cheng's voice sounded a little anxious.

"At..." Qi Ye paused, "I just had a headache, so I went back."

Then he heard Xiao Cheng on the other end pause.

Qi Ye smiled on the phone, pretending to be calm and said: "Or another day, I might really be blowing cold wind."

I don't know if it was because of his tone, but Xiao Cheng said, "I'm sorry."

Qi Ye was slightly taken aback.

"It was a little late after the meeting, and I wanted to call you, but the mobile phone broke down temporarily." Xiao Cheng's voice was very low, and after a few seconds, he said again, "I was in a hurry to buy a mobile phone, thinking I could catch up, but still Missed time."

It was rare for Qi Ye to see Xiao Cheng explaining so much, so he was a little surprised.

But he is not a hypocritical person.

Social animals, everyone understands.

"It's okay, I have a cold, so I want to go back to sleep." Qi Ye took a puff of cigarette, "Professor Xiao, you should take a good rest and talk about it another day."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Ye still didn't go home immediately.

But to be honest, the wind was quite strong last night, and it was also cold. He did have a sign of a cold and was dizzy when he was staying in the yard.

But how should I put it, sometimes I don’t want to take care of it, I just let it go, and I can develop as I like.

This mentality may be the same as Xiao Cheng deliberately skipping meals.

After wandering around aimlessly for a while, Qi Ye returned to the Kangaroo Bar.

Hearing the sound of the wind chime at the door, he thought it sounded pretty good. He listened to it for a while as if he was listening to it for the first time, but when he turned his head, he met Xiao Chen's surprised eyes.

"You..." Xiao Chen stopped wiping his wine glass, "Why are you here again?"

"Nothing to do, come and have a look." Qi Ye pulled out the bar chair quite comfortably and sat down.

"It's like going back to your mother's house. Is there anything that attracts you here?" Xiao Chen muttered, then poured him a cup of hot water, and heard Qi Ye wave his hand: "Give me a glass of grave."

Xiao Chen took a look at him, didn't miss a few words by accident, and silently mixed a glass of grave for him.

"I remember that Professor Xiao also ordered this wine." Just as Xiao Chen said, Qi Ye was stunned for a moment, and then changed his words: "I didn't mean to mention it, but he came here today."

"is it?"

"Just now, I asked where you were when I came. It seemed very urgent." Xiao Chen recalled, "But when I heard that you hadn't been here today, I left."

Qi Ye said "um", as if he knew about it, then he didn't say much, and just drank silently.After waiting for a drink, he glanced at the booth in front of the orchestra pit, said goodbye to Xiao Chen, and left the bar.

The wind at night is biting, but it makes people greedy.

It may be late at night, and there are not many people on the street, but the atmosphere of Valentine's Day is still very good. The small light bulbs hung before Christmas have not been taken off, and they are just like that, and together with the stars in the night, they complement each other.

Qi Ye watched as he walked, as if he was following a light chaser who was looking for the past, or in other words, a faint light was guiding him.

When you walk to the end, behind the last sycamore tree with bright lights, you will see a bar.

Westbar.

A typical Qing bar, it also looks lively.

It is said that the aftermath of the city stays in the bar, which is absolutely true.When Qi Ye opened the door and entered, many people were sitting at the bar, chatting boisterously.

The atmosphere is different from that of Kangaroo. A bar that has only been opened for a few months always brings a sense of freshness.

Qi Ye thought the bartender's place was too noisy, so he didn't follow suit and sat at the bar. He walked around for a while, and finally chose a sofa seat in a corner. Not only could he hear the musicians singing not far away, but he could also see the whole bar people who come and go.

Most of the time, he still likes to be quiet, and the bar is no exception.

Qi Ye ordered a glass of vodka, and added some ice cubes like Xiao Cheng did, but he still couldn't drink it.

The entrance is too strong.

Like a galloping wild wolf in the desert, it stimulates every taste bud in the mouth.

So he asked for a glass of lemon sparkling water in a very unpromising manner.

While waiting, Qi Ye lowered his head and lit a cigarette. Before he could pull over the full ashtray, he heard a male voice not far behind him: "Come and play together?"

Qi Ye was slightly taken aback.

He glanced over his head. There were two men and two women, holding darts in their hands, and there were many empty wine bottles piled up on the table next to them, and they probably drank a lot.

Hearing their invitation, Qi Ye didn't pay much attention to them, just bowed his head and smoked.

"Little brother, let's just have a game." A girl in a short skirt leaned over and said coquettishly, "It's so lonely drinking alone."

Qi Ye smiled politely, and when the girl wanted to come over and put her shoulders on her shoulders, she quickly turned her lower body to the side.

The few people looked at each other, understood the meaning, and stopped pestering Qi Ye.

In fact, it wasn't the first time Qi Ye was approached. When he was singing at the Kangaroo Bar, some people who were drunk or too drunk would come over and hook their necks directly, and they were used to it.

Actually, that's right, the bar is quite noisy.

The boisterous band got everyone excited about alcohol, on or off, and with the sound of bottles clinking, the vibe alone was enough to get people excited.

And at this time, if you don't blend in, it will actually be very conspicuous.

But even so, Qi Ye didn't care about the atmosphere. After pouring the lemon sparkling water into the vodka, he leaned on the sofa seat and lazily watched the crowd drinking in the bar.

After a while, Qi Ye ordered another Flame Mojito.

Not to mention, after drinking pure alcohol, this thing is like a drink, not very good.

When the bartender came over, Qi Ye snapped his fingers, which meant that it could be placed on the table, and there was no need to order the rim of the cup and adjust the fancy process.

Seeing that the bartender was holding a lot of alcohol, Qi Ye wanted to help move the ashtray, but accidentally knocked down the vodka on the table.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that the table was wet, the bartender hurriedly pulled out a tissue and was about to wipe it when he heard a deep male voice from the side: "I'll come."

Although the environment was noisy, Qi Ye was stunned when he heard the voice. He raised his head and met those familiar dark eyes.

They stared at each other for a few seconds and remained silent.

The waiter at the side looked at Qi Ye and then at Xiao Cheng, thinking that they might know each other, he simply cleaned up the spilled vodka, and went to the side to serve the wine.

"Professor Xiao." Qi Ye glanced at him, but he didn't see the smiling expression in his eyes, "Good evening."

Xiao Cheng looked at him, still holding a glass of wine in his hand, just stood beside the sofa seat without moving.

Qi Ye didn't look at him anymore, just drank Mojito in a muffled voice. He was a little angry for no reason, but he didn't know exactly where the anger was.

I said a long time ago that in the world of adults, there is enough atmosphere, and you can play whatever you want.

But now is not the time to mess around with the atmosphere, there must be a clear answer before Ben can go on.

When the glass was almost finished, Qi Ye snapped his fingers and asked the bartender to bring over two bottles of Eddie Dam.At this moment, he glanced at Xiao Cheng: "Would you like a drink?"

Xiao Cheng didn't speak, Qi Ye could see that the corners of his eyes were a little red.

When the beer was delivered to the table, when Qi Ye got up to get the wine glass, his wrist was lightly grabbed.

"Go to my place to drink." Xiao Cheng said, "There are too many people here, too busy."

Qi Ye was noncommittal, and followed him to the box on the other side.

This is one of the few semi-open private rooms with a panoramic view of the bar, and the translucent glass wall also provides privacy.

As soon as he sat in, Qi Ye frowned slightly: "Why do you drink so much wine?"

Xiao Cheng didn't speak, and silently opened the two bottles of craft beer that he ordered just now, and put them on the table that didn't have much space - just by looking at the decoration of the cups, he could recognize Tequila, Singapore Sling and Long Island Iced Tea.

It's just a mess.

Seeing the messy table, Qi Ye didn't know what to say.

His eyes stayed on countless empty glasses of various sizes, and he said for a long time: "Drinking alcohol is bad for your health."

"It's okay." Xiao Cheng's voice was deep, but it was different from usual, "If you drink too much, you won't be able to tell the difference."

After hearing this, Qi Ye didn't continue.

That's right, there is no shortage of spirits on the table, if, as usual, getting drunk in a muddleheaded way, it can be regarded as a way to escape.

But today may be the last time, many times in the future, that he cannot get drunk.

To be honest, from the moment he met Xiao Cheng, he was very angry, maybe it was because of the alcohol, or it could be something else.

In short, just thinking about the past, I feel a little unclear.

And when Qi Ye saw Xiao Cheng's phone on the table vibrate, it seemed to be Zhou Sijia's call, this feeling rose to the extreme.

After looking away from the screen, Qi Ye smiled and threw a cigarette to Xiao Cheng: "Congratulations."

Then Xiao Cheng frowned and his expression became tense.

"Don't make trouble." Xiao Cheng took the Marlboro and lit it with a lighter, "Zhou Sijia and I are just acquaintances."

Qi Ye didn't say a word when he heard this, his eyes under the curly hair narrowed, and after a while, they fell back on the white paper box.

After a few seconds, he lifted the lid of the cigarette case with one hand and took a cigarette in his mouth.

He was still holding the wine glass in his hand, so he was in no hurry to light the fire.

Qi Ye stroked his chin, glanced at Xiao Cheng who was smoking a cigarette, and leaned forward after a few seconds, at a distance that was as close as it could get.

When he got closer, he could smell the faint scent of perfume on Xiao Cheng's body.

-A rich base of amber and smoky bluegrass.

Dangerous, yet addictive.

"Changing the incense, is it the same as changing people?" Qi Ye bit his cigarette and whispered in his ear.

For some reason, he wanted to say something angry, but he obviously didn't take the initiative to explain it. In other words, the person who was angry this time included himself.

And he was almost leaning on Xiao Cheng's shoulder, just turning his head like this, the sparks intersected and flickered, igniting his one.

Qi Ye didn't see Xiao Cheng's expression, he was almost biting his cigarette, and looked at Yan Xingzi angrily, and when he was about to sit back, he was pulled by his arm.

The unique tobacco smell is wrapped in an instant.

Xiao Cheng's chest is very warm, which always gives people a sense of security.

But Qi Ye didn't feel this at the time.

His hands were held down and his body was surrounded by Xiao Cheng. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape from this embrace.

"Qi Ye." Xiao Cheng called him softly, "I never change people."

He paused for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and finally said the sentence that had been interrupted countless times, and he hesitated to speak: "I only have you."

This sentence made Qi Ye stunned in place.

Emotions among adults can be complicated, but how to say, the way you want to express it is sometimes surprisingly simple.

Most of the time, the only answer is simple affirmation and no.

He slowly calmed down, leaning lightly on Xiao Cheng's shoulder like this, and closed his eyes.

Like kids who have had enough.

But for some reason, the corners of his eyes were moist at this moment.

Qi Ye: "I've wanted to tell you this for a long time."

Xiao Cheng hugged him gently, and said for a while, "Me too."

"I didn't mean to procrastinate, it's just that there are some things I'm worried about." Xiao Cheng's voice was very soft, but Qi Ye could still hear it clearly, "After I dealt with it, I felt that I couldn't catch you anymore, and then I would This opportunity is lost forever."

Is there a chance?

Very early on, they actually had countless opportunities.

Qi Ye remembered that he said happy New Year's Day to Xiao Cheng in the restaurant that day. In fact, he went around so many times, but there was only a lack of words on the surface.

He turned sideways and said seriously to Xiao Cheng: "Professor Xiao, actually I haven't told you the words to confirm the relationship, just now... I was a little impulsive."

"It's okay." Xiao Cheng said softly, "Zhou Sijia is just my parents' fiancée."

"Including in New York, I have never met in private." Xiao Cheng was very obsessed with this matter, his palm still resting on Qi Ye's, "I didn't mean to keep you from knowing, but most of the time, I just want to be alone Take it, deal with all this, and come to you again."

It's rare for Xiao Cheng to say so much.

Qi Ye still listened quietly, but they didn't let go until the waiter brought over the wine, ending the last lingering warmth after this hug.

This is the second hug.

Last time at the airport, they had to go their separate ways.

But this time, unexpectedly, they met again like this.

Such a big city, a metropolis with several rings, but Qi Ye just left the restaurant and came to this bar to drink, while Xiao Cheng went to the Kangaroo Bar, but met him here by accident.

Maybe this is the arrangement of the heavens. In the dark, they will meet each other tonight.

After that, they still stayed in the private room and drank a lot of wine. I don’t know if it was the effect of alcohol. Xiao Cheng said a lot. They were asked to practice the violin when they were young, and then went abroad to study when they were teenagers, and came back to teach Wait, and Qi Ye just listened quietly.

Like wandering travelers who meet by chance and find out that they are old friends, they talked all night long.

Before leaving, the city was already dawning.

Xiao Cheng hailed a car, this time, they only hailed one car.

WestBar is close to Xiao Cheng's place, it only takes 5 minutes by car, but he insists on sending Qi Ye home first.

Time passed by on the road, and Qi Ye was slightly absent-minded when he saw Xiao Cheng's outline outlined by the morning light.

At the last moment when Xiao Cheng opened the rental door, he quickly stuck to Xiao Cheng's ear and said softly: "Nice to meet you, Professor Xiao."

His lips were almost touching the pinna, but Xiao Cheng didn't take half a step away, still holding the taxi door with his hands, for fear that Qi Ye would bump into something.

At this moment, Qi Ye heard him say softly: "Me too."

Qi Ye can't remember what happened after that, maybe it's because he drank a lot of wine, the only thing he remembers is the amber scent of perfume on Xiao Cheng's body before he finally left.

Intense and hot, like the blooming flan in summer, bright and beautiful.

The days flew by and on Valentine's Day, Qi Ye didn't have a shift, so he called Zhou Qun in the bungalow, wanting to inquire about the draft.

"Brother, let me tell you, this draft is really good, and I guess the traffic is quite large." Zhou Qun said on the phone, "Let's not talk about entering the semifinals, even if entering the top [-], it will be regarded as a soaring promotion." .”

"Not at this level." Qi Ye was on the phone while packing up the CDs on the iron shelf, "The last time I went to the draft was when I just graduated."

"Let Professor Xiao guide you." Zhou Qun was gossiping, and he followed up quite naturally: "How was that day?"

"What's the matter?" Qi Ye laughed, "You are the only one who worries about us every day, just like the old father."

"That's the father." Zhou Qun readily accepted the title, "Of course I have to care about my son's love life."

"Get lost." Qi Ye cursed with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Ye cleaned up the last corner of the bookshelf.

It is said that it is New Year's Eve or New Year's cleaning, but he is lucky, it is Valentine's Day for cleaning.

Xiao Cheng was still very busy after he came back recently. He heard that there was a professional title evaluation in the hospital, and there were many competitors, so the pressure increased a lot.

It didn't mean that Qi Ye had to be tired of lying to other people, thinking that he didn't have any arrangements for Valentine's Day, so he cleaned the inside and outside of the house.

To be honest, Qi Ye was still a little selfish.

If one day you are tired from eating out, it would be nice to invite Xiao Cheng to sit down.

Thinking about it this way, Qi Ye planned to tidy up the attached small terrace as well. When renting this room in the first place, in order to save trouble, he directly hung up the iron lock, but now that he thinks about it, the starry sky seen from the terrace must be pretty good.

If you add Professor Xiao and squeeze there to watch the stars, just thinking about the scene is quite fun.

The iron lock on the terrace was a bit rusty, Qi Ye studied it for a long time before he managed to open it.Accompanied by the crisp sound of the iron lock falling to the ground, the old-fashioned radio that was turned on at the side suddenly beeped twice, and the sound gradually became clearer.

Following the intermittent voice floating over, Qi Ye heard Zhou Sijia's name again.

For some reason, he always felt that wherever Xiao Cheng went, Zhou Sijia held a tour or a meeting there, and it didn't seem like a pure coincidence.

And this premonition disappeared after receiving Xiao Cheng's call. Qi Ye listened to the other end of the phone, said "um" a few times, and then smiled: "It's okay, just Valentine's Day, I can live it in the future."

After finishing speaking, Qi Ye was quite touched by himself, he was really a good wife.

Thinking of this, he clicked on the family group again and sent his mother an official "Valentine's Day" red envelope.

This time, Ms. Zhao didn't confiscate it yet, so Lao Qi jumped out directly: "Son, I beg you, don't send it again."

Qi Ye was a little amused, and pretended to say: What's the matter, Dad?

Lao Qi: You want me to sleep on the street, just tell me.

Ms. Zhao intervened at this time: It's better to be a son.

As soon as these words came out, Lao Qi sent out two more red envelopes, along with a happy Valentine's Day rose emoji.

Qi Ye was very happy to see it.

After closing the chat page of the family group, I didn't know what to do. I looked at the dialog box to say good night to Xiao Cheng, thought for a few seconds, and typed "Happy Valentine's Day".

He said that he would never miss any festival, and he did.

In fact, how should I put it, Qi Ye felt that although they had confirmed that they had a crush on each other, they were trying to get along and fall in love like a couple, but it was a strange intuition that things were not that simple.

Because Xiao Cheng has too many burdens on him.

He desperately wanted to share some of it, but found that the other party had already taken over everything, protecting him, and couldn't even touch him.

I don't know if this is good or bad.

In a daze, Qi Ye heard the grandmother downstairs shouting, as if there was a courier.

"I saw someone coming here from afar, and said it was a courier from a company? I haven't seen that kind of thing." Grandma muttered, and then handed the document to Qi Ye, "It looks very important. Just tell the guy to try calling out to see if you're home."

"Thank you grandma." Taking the envelope, Qi Ye thanked grandma and opened it while going upstairs.

One was the draft registration form sent by Zhou Qun, as expected.

But the other one was a kraft paper envelope that I had never seen before. The words "Qi Ye Received" were written on it in bold and powerful characters.

Qi Ye remembered that he didn't do much online shopping recently, and the thin envelope probably wouldn't be a membership card.

Thinking this way, he took a knife and slowly cut along the edge——

It's a paper frog.

Qi Ye recognized this one, it was the one he had seen in Xiao Cheng's villa back then.

It's just that the old paper was replaced with brand new five-thread paper, and it was sealed in an envelope as soon as it was folded.

Qi Ye was very happy when he saw it. Really, he said that he himself has the childish energy to express his worries about writing new words, but Professor Xiao is so old, he also likes to play with these.

Just as he was about to put the paper frog away, Qi Ye saw a small triangle at the back, which seemed to reveal a pen mark.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he carefully tore apart the paper.

I saw a small guitar drawn on it, inside the window, and then a star, right under the window.

His heart suddenly jumped.

Holding this creased stave, Qi Ye quickly ran to the window and pushed it open——

Then, he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

It's also strange, I keep in touch almost every day, but it doesn't seem to be enough.

Xiao Cheng was standing downstairs, waiting quietly. Hearing Qi Ye's shout, he raised his eyes and smiled.

Very gentle smile.

Just like his woolen coat and white turtleneck today, they are all soft and warm colors.

Qi Ye admitted that his level was limited, and he began to make nonsense metaphors again, but it was true, he was like being trapped in a high tower, guarding this barred window and waiting, finally waiting for the prince to come.

Qi Ye ran down wearing slippers like this.

Not to mention, the heart of spring is really rippling, and even the corridors can bloom flowers.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came here?" Qi Ye waved the music paper in his hand, ran to Xiao Cheng and said, "What if I just put it away?"

"Then wait." Xiao Cheng smiled, but answered neatly.

"Are there any plans for the evening?" Qi Ye put the origami into his pocket and asked.

Xiao Cheng smiled and shook his head: "No."

Hearing this, Qi Ye suddenly felt a little angry, why was he so easily fooled.

"Why don't you go up and sit down." He pulled Xiao Cheng and said, "There are still several hours before dinner."

Xiao Cheng gently grabbed his wrist: "No hurry."

"Ok?"

"I'll show you something, you close your eyes first."

Really treated him like a child.

Qi Ye couldn't stop laughing, then closed his eyes obediently, and was led by Xiao Cheng to the corner beside the corridor.

The masculine scent left by Xiao Cheng was still faintly lingering around, Qi Ye just waited, not in a hurry.When he felt something on his hands, he asked, "Can you open your eyes?"

Xiao Cheng said "hmm".

Qi Ye opened his eyes, and saw a bouquet of Ecuadorian roses in full bloom in the glass case, blooming quietly and enthusiastically.

——It is a colorful color, with six different matching flowers, and on the top, there are hot and bright red roses, which seem to have the vitality that will never fade.

"This is the eternal flower." Xiao Cheng looked into Qi Ye's eyes, "Whether it's winter or summer, it will never wither again."

Qi Ye suddenly felt a little touched.

How should I put it, it's like a traveler who has been wandering for a long time, and finally found a sheltered harbor where he can live. He is no longer a wanderer, but so is the person in front of him.

This strong sense of unreality enveloped him, Qi Ye looked at Xiao Cheng, and suddenly said: "Why are you so nice?"

"Ok?"

"I said it casually last time, and you will remember it."

Xiao Cheng looked at him with a smile, and corrected him: "That's not casual, I feel like my heart will break in my tone."

"How is it possible?" Qi Ye still kept his mouth stubborn, he patted Xiao Cheng's shoulder playfully, and then turned his eyes to the roses.

After a while, he said softly: "Rose will indeed bloom in the snow season."

"Yeah." Xiao Cheng hugged Qi Ye from behind, leaned on his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Not just flowers, I will be with you every season, every moment, every second from now on."

Qi Ye felt like crying when he heard it.

It seems that the depression and entanglement of the previous days are all for this moment to completely dissolve.

He turned his head sideways, looked into Xiao Cheng's eyes and said, "Of course, Brother Qi is with you too."

Not only to accompany, but also to cover, no matter what happens in the future, he will be by Xiao Cheng's side, and experience the storms that may exist in life.

They maintained this posture, as if they wanted to keep this moment tender, and no one let go.

After a long time, Qi Ye felt that Xiao Cheng took half a step forward and hugged his waist tightly, as if he wanted to put the whole weight on his body.

Feeling the hot air rushing to his ears, Qi Ye calmed down and said in a hoarse voice, "Go up and sit down?"

Xiao Cheng followed Qi Ye into the room.

The bars were still open, and the cold wind poured in.

It seemed that the mess from just now was still there, and the envelope was dropped on the floor and blown into the corner.

"I was in a hurry to go downstairs, and I didn't even change my shoes." Qi Ye raised his head as he spoke, as if he wanted to put the eternal flower on the shelf: "Professor Xiao, please help me, the top shelf is out of reach."

Xiao Cheng glanced at him, put the letter paper on the table, and walked over.

He didn't go around Qi Ye, but surrounded him, and put the eternal flower on it with one hand.But before he could calm down, Qi Ye, who was in front of him, tilted his head and lightly pecked the corner of his lips.

A light touch that tastes it.

Sentimental, beautiful, but with a burning desire.

In an instant, it turned into a rich color.

"The return gift of the eternal flower." Qi Ye looked into his eyes, smiled, and then leaned into his ear and asked, "Do you want to continue?"

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