Ideal place

At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Wen Ran's sleep was very light, and the sound of music was faintly flowing in the quiet room. He opened his eyes, puffed out his chest and let out a sigh of relief.

On the calendar beside the bed, tomorrow's date is marked in red, which is Pei Nanqiu's mother's birthday.Wen Ran sat up sleepily, and Pei Nanqiu wasn't there. This time, he didn't look around the room crazily. Presumably, the noise coming from the living room should be made by the other party.

Tightening up the silk pajamas, Wen Ran stepped out of the bedroom with light steps. In the deep darkness, Pei Nanqiu sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, with the wheelchair leaning against the corner of the coffee table, far away from him.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and only a beam of silvery moonlight fell on his shoulders through the window, which made Pei Nanqiu more restrained and refined.The mid-length hair hanging down to the collarbone curled up softly. Wen Ran pushed the wheelchair to make room for herself, and bent over to sit beside Pei Nanqiu.

The two enjoyed the complete song "Experience" head to head, and the next one was a cello solo. Wen Ran held Pei Nanqiu's hand, leaned on his shoulder, looked at his cold and thin side face, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you sleeping yet?" ?”

Pei Nanqiu lowered his eyes and replied, "Not too sleepy."

"I'm going to get up early tomorrow to celebrate my mother's birthday. What if I don't recharge my batteries?" Wen Ran touched Pei Nanqiu's thin earbones flatteringly, and said, "I'll fall asleep soon after coaxing you."

Pei Nanqiu didn't respond, and leaned on the sofa motionless, not knowing where to look.After a long time, he patted his unconscious leg lightly, and said to Wen Ran, "Ah Ran, sit up."

Wen Ran frowned, and instinctively refused: "I'm too heavy, didn't the doctor tell me to ensure good blood circulation in the lower body, otherwise..."

Pei Nanqiu repeated: "Sit up."

Wen Ran never disobeyed any request from Pei Nanqiu, he paused for a few seconds, raised his leg sideways, and then faced him face to face.The sound of the piano was deep and melodious, accompanied by the long moonlight. Pei Nanqiu raised his jaw slightly, looked into Wen Ran's clear eyes, and twirled the corner of his lips with his thumb.

Pei Nanqiu said: "Don't go upstairs tomorrow, just wait for me downstairs."

"You know it's impossible for me to do this." Wen Ran folded her hands behind Pei Nanqiu's neck and hugged him, "No matter what, I won't allow you to bear the pressure of the family alone."

Pei Nanqiu was waiting for Wen Ran's response, he sighed and shook his head pretendingly: "But my mother's temper..."

Wen Ran comforted, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

They looked at each other deeply under the night, Pei Nanqiu remained silent, Wen Ran held his face in his hands, and asked, "Nan Qiu, what are you thinking?"

He actually understood Pei Nanqiu's contradictions, stubbornness, and dilemma.Naturally, she couldn't get an answer if she asked, so Wen Ran gave up, untied the clothesline consciously, and said, "Do you want to kiss, or do you want to/touch/me?"

There is longing and expectation in Pei Nanqiu's eyes, and his eyes become vivid and clear. Every time at this time, Wen Ran can always feel that the car accident has not really changed the gentle and kind person in front of him. He is still alive with flesh and blood. Still the same as when I graduated from university, all I brought was light.

Whatever Pei Nanqiu wanted to see, Wen Ran showed it to him.At this moment, he put everything into the hands of the other party, with a sense of dedication, but also utterly pitiful.

The early winter wind pushed the clouds under the moon, and the living room lost all light. Wen Ran lowered his eyes and kissed Pei Nanqiu, humming the tone he longed to hear, and whispered "Nanqiu" repeatedly in his ear.

But no matter how much he soberly warns himself that the people opposite him are Pei Nanqiu and Tong Zhiyou, Wen Ran still cannot erase the figure engraved on his heart, the empty basketball court, the private equipment room, and the sentence, " Wen Ran, we love each other forever."

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