Overtone

When a person has some purpose and hope, time will pass faster correspondingly.

Qi Ye is in this situation now.

He stood under the shade of the tree, watching the actors signing autographs for fans, and he didn't think he had waited long. He didn't realize it until the cold moonlight that belonged to the late night shone on him and Xiao Cheng through the leaves. about an hour.

At this time, the audience who wanted to sign were basically satisfied and almost left.

Qi Ye leaned against the railing, putting the guitar beside him aside.He watched Xiao Cheng walking towards here, so he took out the event brochure, and smiled like a beating: "Professor Xiao, give me an autograph, I have admired it for a long time."

Xiao Cheng just laughed.

Not to mention, being a fan is very exciting, at least you can boldly chase people, right?

"Wait for a long time." Xiao Cheng dressed casually today, casually put on a black jacket, and brought out a backpack, but he didn't see the violin. "We will have a little longer on weekends."

"I didn't have much time to wait." Qi Ye looked around and picked up the guitar, "The WestBar booth next to the theater does not need to be reserved, why don't you go there?"

Xiao Cheng nodded, and returned the signed program to him: "Listen to you."

Qi Ye couldn't help laughing when he saw the signature.

In fact, he can also go to the kangaroo bar where he works. Xiao Chen is very good at bartending, and he is almost thirty and he is not afraid of what others will see. It's just that Zhou Qun called and asked him if he would come there. One thing is worse than one thing less, so I didn't mention it.

At eleven o'clock, almost only bars were open on the street, and there were not many people.Qi Ye glanced around, took out a cigarette, and lit it with Xiao Cheng's lighter.

"Have you stopped smoking Kent recently?" Xiao Cheng also bowed his head and nodded his Marlboro.

"New favourite." Qi Ye took out a blue and yellow cigarette case and waved it, "Love and joy, mint and cantaloupe."

Xiao Cheng nodded and took a drag on his cigarette.

Qi Ye glanced at the cigarette case in his hand, suddenly a little curious: "Does Professor Xiao only smoke Marlboro?"

Xiao Cheng: "I'm used to it."

Qi Ye nodded upon hearing this, and said boastfully, "That's good, dedicated."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Ye seemed to see a smile at the end of his eyes in the faint smoke, a relaxed expression.

The wind at night carried a damp breath, but it wasn't very cold. When I arrived at the bar, I saw a notice posted on it.

"The business hours are temporarily adjusted, closed on Thursday and Friday." Qi Ye hissed and twisted the sparks from the cigarette butt, "This is really lucky."

Xiao Cheng looked at him: "How about finding a place farther away?"

"Yes, but..."

It's a pity that this atmosphere was destroyed just now.

So Qi Ye decided to change direction, the performance has been almost three or four hours now, Xiao Cheng naturally has no time, he also hurried over from the piano shop, and he hasn't eaten yet.

So he was quite hungry, in every sense of the word.

"Do you want supper?" Seeing Xiao Cheng was a little surprised, Qi Ye waved his hand and added, "If you're not hungry, that's fine."

"It's okay." Xiao Cheng said, "You decide."

Xiao Cheng didn't talk much, but he was clean and neat, just like his playing.

So Qi Ye smiled and said, "Take you somewhere."

In addition to tobacco and alcohol, the adult world also has hot pot and barbecue.

If one meal is not enough to solve the problem, then two meals.

There were not many cars at night, and the road conditions were pretty good. It was rare that Xiao Cheng didn't drive. When they arrived at the store, it was a few minutes after midnight, and the store was bustling with people. It was the perfect time for supper.

"Barbecue?" Xiao Cheng asked after getting off the car.

"Yeah." Qi Ye nodded, "When I was under a lot of pressure and had no place to vent, I would come here to have a big meal. I heard that it has been open for nearly ten years, and the taste is super good."

Qi Ye used to come here with his roommates, and four or five of them would order a large plate of barbecue and draft beer, feast on the summer evening breeze, and then talk about unrealistic life ideals.

This time too, Qi Ye couldn't walk anymore when he saw the smell of a shop door.

"Anything you want." Qi Ye pulled Xiao Cheng to sit on the far right side of the door, "This time I'll treat you."

Originally, he wanted to drag him to sit outside, but Qi Ye always felt that it was a bit inappropriate. Maybe in his heart, Xiao Cheng might be a celestial being, and he couldn't bear to be too smokey.

But Xiao Cheng was unexpectedly natural, put the backpack on the side and poured water, without any airs of an artist.

"You're an expert, I'll listen to you." Xiao Cheng said, handing the menu to Qi Ye, and picking up the pen and paper for ordering.

Qi Ye smiled and was no longer polite.

He was already hungry in a hurry to buy gifts, and his expectations for the skewers were greater than anything else.

But today, there seems to be some other emotions contained in this strong appetite that people depend on food for the sky.

"Mutton skewers, palm treasure, pork belly..." Qi Ye flipped through the menu, and suddenly remembered something, his eyes lit up, "The grilled eggplant here is delicious, you must try it."

Xiao Cheng smiled: "OK."

After placing an order and chatting for a while, the boss came over with a fragrant skewer, besides, there were two bottles of Baileys.

Qi Ye looked at Baili in front of him and was slightly taken aback.

After contacting him before, all Xiao Cheng drank was spirits, almost foreign wines with high alcohol content.Although Qi Ye couldn't imagine Xiao Cheng drinking Erguotou or Jiang Xiaobai, at least it had to be beer.

Why did you drink rum this time?

Although he couldn't figure it out, Qi Ye had a chance. He secretly planned to return that sentence when Xiao Cheng opened the bottle.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Cheng asked suddenly, he put the opened bottle of Baili in front of Qi Ye, and opened the bottle in his hand again.

"Nothing." Qi Ye replied.

The next moment, he leaned closer, smiled, and said the sentence that had been typed several times: "I just didn't expect, Professor Xiao, you drink like a girl."

When he said this, Qi Ye met his eyes, and could still vaguely smell the faint scent of perfume.

It has to be said that ever since he recognized his liking for Professor Xiao, Qi Ye felt that his motives were not pure, whether it was in daily speech or teasing and joking.

Forget it, he's almost thirty, so there's no need to pretend to be an innocent boy.

He has such a wicked mind.

Put it on the bright side, put it in the dark, both.

While thinking, I heard Xiao Cheng laugh, which made Qi Ye a little lost in thought.

In fact, from the time he met Professor Xiao to now, Qi Ye saw him laugh many times, but not in public places, or when he was over alcohol.How should I put it, on those occasions, he smiled very standard, it can be seen that he has received a good tutor, and it is a smile exclusive to the social elite.

If you really want to describe it, it is very elegant and beautiful.

Then add a little distance.

"What do you think?" Xiao Chengli opened the bottle cap and handed Qi Ye a bottle, "It's not that I can't drink it."

"I just didn't expect..." Qi Ye suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and suddenly realized that they looked at each other for a few seconds, and finally they couldn't hold back and laughed.

"But I really didn't expect that." Qi Ye muttered.

"What?" Xiao Cheng asked.

"It's quite down-to-earth." Qi Ye said, "I didn't expect Professor Xiao to come to such a market place to eat."

There are not many people in the barbecue restaurant today, but the atmosphere is not bad. After drinking a few bottles of Baileys, Qi Ye felt a little hot on his cheeks. He called the boss and ordered two more bottles of Baileys. He opened the cap and handed one bottle to Xiao Cheng.

Holding the mutton skewers, Qi Ye sighed: "The taste of this restaurant has not changed at all, no wonder the reputation has always been good."

"Have you been driving for a long time?" Xiao Cheng looked at him.

"I was here five years ago." Qi Ye took a bite of the mutton skewers, "I came here when I first arrived. It's quite famous among the locals, and the price is high."

After talking here, Qi Ye couldn't help asking again: "Did you grow up in City A?"

Xiao Cheng nodded: "But I don't usually have the chance to come here."

"That's right." Qi Ye drank the Baili in his hand and met Xiao Cheng's eyes.For some reason, in such a noisy environment, he could still see that those dark eyes were slightly darkened.

In fact, speaking is an art, even if Qi Ye is usually a nervous person, he is not such a person who can't read the atmosphere.It was clear that Professor Xiao had some things he didn't want to mention.

So Qi Ye didn't say anything else, he snapped his fingers and asked the boss to bring two more bottles of Baili.

Just as he opened the bottle cap with his head down, he heard Xiao Cheng say, "I used to live in Nancheng District."

Qi Ye paused. Although he didn't know enough about the city, he found out some places to play music in five years, but he still heard a little about it in Nancheng District.

It is said that it is a place that bourgeoisie like, and they can take a few sets of investment with a wave of hands, and let real estate developers compete for the first place.

"It's almost 20 years since I lived here." Xiao Cheng lit a cigarette, "I didn't feel anything before, but after working, I felt bored, so I came out with my violin."

Qi Ye propped his head to look at him, with a slightly alcoholic tone of voice: "Nancheng District is a good place."

Xiao Cheng smiled, and Qi Ye also laughed.He really likes to see Xiao Cheng smile, not to mention anything else, he simply thinks it is good-looking.

"My family is not here. It's a small county in the south. I don't know if I tell you." Qi Ye used Xiao Cheng's fire to light the fire again, and recalled, "When I was young, I especially liked catching fish in the river, and the muddy ground. Rolling around in the bed, and then being whipped by my parents with a whip, it was very scary, and I was beaten to the shadows. But think about it now, the county town is actually quite good, and life is the same."

Xiao Cheng smiled lightly: "You miss home?"

"That's not true." Qi Ye shook the Baili in his hand, "If you want me to say, if you stay outside for a long time, you will feel homesick."

Xiao Cheng paused for a moment while smoking, then took a sip without continuing.

There are constant customers in the store, and the barbecue stalls in the early morning always smell like human fireworks, but Qi Ye can hardly hear it, and only Xiao Cheng is in his sight. At this moment, his profile is hidden in the smoke, as if he is hiding something mind.

Just when Qi Ye was about to twist the smoke, he suddenly heard Xiao Cheng ask, "What kind of person do you think... I am?"

Qi Ye was taken aback for a moment, but he hadn't considered this question carefully.

Famous violinist?Or is he a musician who can't catch up with him in his life?

If he said this, it would definitely hurt Xiao Cheng's heart, and Qi Ye is not the kind of person whose reflexes are too long.

"Really want to know?" Qi Ye asked.

Xiao Cheng hummed, and rubbed the wine bottle with his fingertips for a while, looking quite concerned.

"According to others, he is a great artist." Qi Ye twisted the cigarette and immediately came to a conclusion.

Xiao Cheng looked at him: "What about you?"

"Let me tell you..." Qi Ye rubbed his chin, thoughtful for a while, then he just smiled at Xiao Cheng, and finally said: "Beauty."

Xiao Cheng also laughed: "That's it?"

"Of course." Qi Ye supported his head, still laughing non-stop: "Actually, what other people think is not important, the most important thing is to be happy yourself."

Xiao Cheng looked at him, wondering what he was thinking, and nodded after a while.

Seeing Xiao Cheng's pensive look, Qi Ye clinked glasses lightly with him, with a seasoned tone: "Professor Xiao, don't get entangled, this spring night is worth a thousand dollars, if you always care about other people's thoughts, it will be so much worse." Tired. Besides, life is more than just a spring night, look at this fine wine, paired with beauties, it is hard to buy, and ten thousand gold is almost the same."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Cheng's chuckle was heard.Qi Ye guessed that something was wrong, thought about it carefully, and suddenly regained consciousness a lot.

He started talking nonsense again.

Alcohol is harmful.

The author says:

Miss Xiao.