After detonating the hot search

Since the launch of Erxia Tuan Zong, fans and the official blog have rarely "talked well". Every time they post on Weibo, the first comment is always: "It's useless to clean up."

But this time it was different, the moment the Weibo was posted, the first comment was written: This time I didn’t say "clean up some useless", this time I said "clean up some useless YYDS".

This comment was effortlessly pushed to the front row.

【Break defense】

【As we all know, people will die if they are stabbed by a knife. There are sharks here, I want to call the police】

[It's a big Chinese New Year, why is it so provocative, let me break my heart alone in this ice and snow]

【That's it?This can also break the defense, I am very proud, I am different from you... wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

[It's okay, I'll be fine if I cry for a month]

[Who the fuck (sweet) is saying goodbye to you, does anyone care? ? ?I continue to shoot for Lao Tzu, is it because I don’t have enough ratings?I'll buy you three more TVs and two mobile phones, is it okay to replay it in the morning, afternoon and evening?Is that enough?I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil, don't force me to kneel down and beg you]

Reviews welcomed the farewell with unprecedented enthusiasm.

In the end, I don't know who said "Cangcheng is always summer", one person followed, two people followed, and finally, there were only two sentences left in the front row of comments.

It’s always summer in Cangcheng, clean up some useless YYDS.

Among the countless farewell words, Erxia stopped sailing and docked.

Cangcheng is indeed like his slogan, it is always summer.

A group of people, wearing flowered shirts and straw hats, climbed to the southernmost headland of Cangcheng—— Cape of Hot Hope.

The place where the two seas meet, there are black reefs like forests, and the waves crash under the shore to create huge waves, which last all year round, seabirds hover, mountain flowers are blooming, and vegetation is evergreen all year round.

The moment the salty sea breeze blew through the whole body, everyone slowed down and took a look. It really felt like returning to last summer.

It seems to be far away from them, and it seems to be within reach.

It is obviously the most iconic scenic spot in Cangcheng, but Rewangjiao is not like any place they have been to. There is no huge standing rock for people to check in, and no lighthouse for people to visit. It retains the most primitive appearance, the only proof Its name is just a weathervane with the word "Aspiration" written on the tail of the arrow.

I don't know how many years it has been standing here, and it has grown together with the gravel and gravel underground.

Shen Han stepped forward and flicked the tail of the arrow on the weathervane.

Wu Guang: "Do you know why this place is called Cape of Hope?"

"In the local ancient language of Cangcheng, longing has the meaning of summer solstice."

"As long as you board this Cape of Hope, no matter what day it is, it will be the summer solstice."

The bullet screen is full of "so romantic".

I don't know who in the crowd laughed and said, "So it's the summer solstice now?"

Wu Guang took his exclusive small speaker, which was used from the first issue of the second summer to the last issue of the group show, and said, "Yes, the summer solstice is here."

When the atmosphere started to be sensational, Xia Nan suddenly said "ah": "Then I really didn't expect the second summer of the second summer to come so suddenly."

Everyone laughed.

That night, they stayed in a homestay not far from Cape Aspiration.

Dozens of people were sitting around the bonfire. Before it got dark, Wu Guang was afraid that the cubs would not want to move when they were full, so he dragged out a mobile speaker half the height of a person to make them move. There is already a lot of noise in the room, chattering, the three speakers are not as noisy as them.

I sat down on the wicker chairs one by one when I was tired from running.

The bonfire was crackling, burning orange and red, looking from a distance, it looked like the sky in a midsummer evening.

They inexplicably remembered that on the day when Er Xia's recording ended, someone had asked Director Wu, if he had to use one word to describe Xia Tian, ​​what would he choose.

Wu Guang's answer was: "Brilliant."

He said that summer, even the sunset that is about to fall, must be brilliant.

Summer is, and so is farewell.

Farewell should also be brilliant.

Wu Guang dragged the speaker back, and when he came out again, he already had a stack of cards in his hand.

"It's the last issue. In the afternoon, I temporarily collected some questions that fans wanted to ask. They were randomly selected from the comments in the live broadcast room, and I didn't filter them too much. I watched and asked, and you watched and answered."

The live broadcast room has received the news since the afternoon, and after waiting for a long time, it finally waited for this link, and it immediately became lively.

The people in Erxia obviously knew their fans very well, and they immediately became vigilant: "Director Wu, there shouldn't be any strange problems, right?"

Wu Guang smiled: "Not at all."

After speaking, he took a random card and remained silent.

A few seconds later, Director Wu stuffed the card to the end.

Wu Guang: "I will draw another one."

Everyone: "..."

Xia Nan immediately reached out and grabbed Wu Guang's wrist like a thief: "Isn't it! Is it a strange problem!"

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yu Hang pulled out the card.

【Let me be healthy! 】

【What did you write? What did you write? 】

【How strange? 】

Immediately afterwards, the camera zoomed in, and everyone in the live broadcast room saw the text on the card.

"Niannian's family's death is imminent and they are still fishing: how much is Niannian's WeChat account?"

Wen Nian: "..."

Everyone: "..."

After a few seconds.

[Niannian: Don't you have a WeChat ID yourself? Why do you want mine? 】

[Can this be called strange? (Push it to me after you add it)]

[Contemporary young people socialize normally, why is it strange? (By the way, push it to me)]

[It's too much, this WeChat account must be made public]

[Mr. Shen: Don't you have a WeChat account yourself? Why do you want my baby? 】

[Ms. Shen suddenly became strange when she appeared]

[Don’t @沉华景V, who the hell is @沉江景V? I’ve already said not to @沉江景V, the last issue is over, can you let @沉江景V take a break, and stop your behavior @沉江景V immediately]

Wu Guang then drew out the second card, and after a moment of silence, under the staring eyes of everyone, he finally resisted the urge to put the card at the end, and said, "This question is for Xiaohan."

Shen Han immediately hid behind Wen Nian: "Don't come here!!!"

Xu Yixin laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

next second.

"This fan asked if you could post a photo of Yixin falling into the koi pond."

Xu Yixin: "..."

Wu Guang drew the third card, and his expression finally brightened: "This fan said that he has a lot of exams in the second half of the year, and would like to ask if there is anything on the Jiangcheng Department signboard that can increase the luck of the exam?"

The signboard of the Jiang University Department was quiet for a moment, and said, "Let's go to the question bank."

Everyone: "..."

[Laughing until you lose your head, the thing that increases luck in the test is knowledge hahahaha]

When I turned to the sixth sheet, "Hanhan, I like you so much, so can you help me get an autograph of Mr. Shen and Niannian?", the well-informed director Wu finally chose to compromise, and asked the assistant to do a second round of screening Take the card out again.

One question after another passed, Wu Guang always spoke very slowly, his voice scattered in the evening wind, and was blown far away at once.

In the end, there were three cards left with Wen Nian's name written on them.

The sea breeze was blowing gently, Wu Guang leaned on the wicker chair, looked at the card, then at Wen Nian, and said slowly, "After recording the group drama, do you have any other plans?"

The fans didn't say what this "plan" was referring to, but everyone knew what she was asking.

In the future, ask about the end of Erxia's group show, and ask Wen Nian if he will choose to be an artist.

"No." Wen said young.

No one was surprised.

Even the viewers who watched the group show halfway through knew that Wen Nian hadn't participated in any activities other than Jiangcheng TV in the past six months, and he didn't even open Weibo.

"There is still a second half of this card, I don't know if I can ask," Director Wu said in a rare tone of watching the excitement, "This fan also wants to know, besides work, does he have any plans for his love life?"

Wen Nian didn't speak for a while, but after a while, he suddenly smiled.

【Ah, ah, ah, he hesitated, he hesitated, he hesitated】

【Ah ah ah he laughed he laughed he laughed】

[Aren't hesitation and laughter the answer? ? ? 】

[What is Nian Nian thinking at this moment?Who are you thinking about? 】

【I know @沉柏景V is not good right now, but I have to @沉江景V】

【not good?What's wrong? !If not now @沉江景V, when will it be! 】

Shen Han immediately jumped up: "Why didn't you ask me this question just now?!"

Xu Yixin followed closely: "I don't deserve a question in my love life, do I?"

Wu Guang got a headache from the noise, so he said, "Okay, let me ask you, do you have any plans for your love life?"

"We're planning!" Shen Han and Xu Yixin said in unison.

Wen young smiles.

Wu Guang stroked his forehead and listened to their troubles. After laughing, he continued to turn over the cards.

After two more questions, the last card remains.

The bonfire was swayed by the sea breeze, and the firelight was reflected on the last card. Wu Guang looked at the short sentence on it and paused.

He looked up, put the card aside, and looked at Wen Nian quietly.

"What is the reason for participating in the Second Summer?"

Wen Nian subconsciously said a word: "Also..."

"What else?" Wu Guang asked.

Wen Nian dazed for a moment.

Yeah, what else.

Return the wrong school uniform?It seems not.

Wen Nian lowered his eyes, thought for a long time, and found the answer in the cluster of bonfires.

"Come on," he said softly.

He may have made a wish that he didn't even know, in July of that year, under the rose plant on the wall.

So here comes the wish.

Director Wu is always Director Wu, the sunrise that was not photographed in Xuancheng was finally photographed at Cape Desire.

No one was able to get up that time, but this time no one was left behind.

The sunrise came as scheduled, and today is still a beautiful day.

The morning glow is all over the sky, and the morning light slowly breaks through the clouds and mists.

Someone yelled towards the mountains, seas, and sunrise, and crashed into the sound of the waves all year round, followed by shouts, laughter, and cheers.

The moment the sun rose from the sea level, Wen Nian took a photo and sent it to the person at the top of WeChat.

[Wen Nian: Sunrise. 】

[Shen Huaijing: I see. 】

[Shen Huaijing: It's windy at the beach, put on your coat. 】

Wen Nian smiled, without asking him why he got up so early, turned to the communication interface, and pressed the number that he was so familiar with.

The moment he connected, he said softly, "Is it dawn over there?"

The WeChat box flashed, and a photo taken from the window appeared in the dialogue between the two of them.

The sky here has been dipped into orange, and there are still scattered stars over there.

"I'll go back in the afternoon." Wen Nian said suddenly.

"I know."

Wen Nian paused, looked up at the distant sky: "Are you coming to pick me up?"

There was a brief silence on the phone.

When he spoke again, his voice was a little more emotional: "Mr. Wen."

"Ok?"

"That's not how you talk to your boyfriend."

"?"

"It's not 'Are you coming to pick me up?', it's 'You're coming to pick me up'." Shen Huaijing's voice was as clear as the sea breeze, slowly rippling in his ears.

"Then I'll say it again." Wen Nian said.

Shen Huaijing smiled lightly: "Yes."

"I'll go back in the afternoon."

"Ah."

"You're going to pick up..."

"I'll pick you up."

Wen Nian lowered his eyes for a long time, then smiled: "Okay."

He didn't say it, but Shen Huaijing knew that "you come to pick me up" means that I miss you very much.

When I left Cangcheng, I put a palm-sized stone in my Wennian bag. The proprietress of the homestay said that using stones to build a small pagoda at Rewiwang Cape would bring good luck. After asking the local tour guide, each of them built a pagoda. , took away a small piece of the top of the tower.

Wen Nian put the stone in the fish pond that is safe every year.

On the eve of New Year's Eve, Wen Nian took the time to go back to the villa and checked the blessing characters and red lanterns that had been posted before, but still felt that something was missing.

I was busy until the fourth day of junior high school, and saw that the family group was talking about a new couplet, only to realize that the couplet hadn’t been posted yet.

After hesitating for a while, I asked my father to rewrite two copies, and asked that the handwriting must be beautiful.

Dad was arrested to write couplets. He thought it was funny while writing. He asked who he wanted to give it to, and why he gave two couplets.

Back at the villa, after posting the couplets, it was already night.

After four or five days of continuous rotation from New Year's Eve, my ears suddenly quieted down, and I returned to this familiar place. Wen Nian was shaken for a long time, and finally stayed in the villa.

After sending the message to his family, he sent another message to Shen Huaijing, took a bath, counted the bait one by one, fed Suisui Pingan a meal, and slept soundly under the quilt.

This sleep went from falling asleep to late at night, and when I woke up again, it was past midnight.

The unread messages on the mobile phone are only close to breaking through five figures, and the dormitory group and the Erxia group alone account for three-quarters.

Wen Nian replied briefly, seeing that Shen Han said a few minutes ago that there were fireworks at home, he tentatively sent a message to Shen Huaijing.

【Wen Nian: [Probe]】

Waited for 2 minutes, no reply.

When he was thinking about falling asleep, the message box of the video call popped up suddenly.

Wen Nian hurriedly hung up.

Years ago, considering the parents on both sides, they agreed to return to Jiangbei after the sixth day of the new year. Today was also an accident. I just slept here for one night and had to go back tomorrow morning.

Fearing that Shen Huaijing would know where he was, Wen Nian hurriedly got off the bed and sat in front of a white wall with a chair before dialing back the video.

"I accidentally touched it, so I hung up."

Shen Huaijing didn't speak.

I don't know if it was Wen Nian's illusion, but I always felt that the person on the other end of the video stopped for a few seconds.

"Just woke up?"

"Ah."

"Xiao Han said you were setting off fireworks?"

"Grandpa is playing."

Wen Nian smiled, and heard Shen Huaijing say: "You can take my video, are you done with your work, Mr. Wen?"

Teacher Wen: "."

Conscience is not at ease.

"You can pick up a little longer today." Teacher Wen said.

"Not today."

Wen Nian: "?"

After finishing speaking, Wen Nian saw Shen Huaijing on the other end of the video standing his phone on the table, took off his pajamas, and changed into a smoke gray thin fleece sweater.

It wasn't until he took the coat out of the closet that Wen Nian realized: "Are you going out?"

Shen Huaijing gave a "hmm".

going out...

Wen Nian took a deep breath and said, "Drive carefully".

As soon as the word "be careful" was finished, Shen Huaijing had already taken the phone.

"Are you hungry?" he asked.

"Not hungry." Wen Nian said truthfully.

Shen Huaijing casually pulled the thin scarf on the hanger: "What are you having for dinner?"

"noodle."

Seeing Shen Huaijing push the door and go downstairs through the mobile phone, it was Wen Nian who finally called to stop.

"Don't look at your phone, drive carefully, go back and rest early."

Hanging up the phone, not feeling sleepy, Wen Nian took the thin blanket on the bed, went downstairs and picked a comedy movie to watch, the movie was two hours long, quite satisfactory, nothing particularly big in memory, picked and picked, and finally opened Shen Huaijing's movie .

When the progress bar was pulled to the middle, Wen Nian suddenly heard the sound of the password unlocking the door, his heart skipped a beat, and he got up from the sofa. Shen Huaijing had already walked over from the entrance, wearing the same dress he wore during the video just now. Smoke gray thin fleece sweater and black overcoat, and a non-woven aluminum foil heat preservation bag in his hand.

Wen Nian was very familiar with that bag, it was a private kitchen bag they used to eat.

Wen Nian froze in place.

Shen Huaijing put the packing bag on the porch cabinet: "Do you know I'm coming back?"

Wen Nian shook his head.

Shen Huaijing walked towards him and smiled: "I don't know, but I dare to run out."

Wen Nian still didn't come back to his senses, he casually pointed to the projection screen in the living room, and looked up at him: "Why are you back all of a sudden?"

"Because someone is waiting at home."

Wen Nian clenched his fingertips: "...how do you know I'm at home?"

When Shen Huaijing heard the word "home", he smiled and looked down.

Wen Nian then lowered his head: "..."

pajamas.

In the video just now, he was wearing his pajamas.

I'm used to wearing it at ordinary times, and I didn't pay attention to one when I picked it up.

Wen Nian opened his mouth, Shen Huaijing seemed to know what he was going to say, and said, "I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would wait."

"I didn't know what time it was when I came back from the car. I was afraid that you would be sleepy, so I tried not to sleep."

Wen Nian's heart was so hot that he walked over in two or three steps and took his hand.

"When did you come back? Why didn't you tell me." Shen Huaijing hugged him tightly.

"Today, come back and post couplets."

Hearing that he just came back today and no one lives here, Shen Huaijing was relieved.

"Are you hungry?" Shen Huaijing asked again.

"I'm not hungry, I ate noodles last night," Wen Nian said again, afraid that he wouldn't believe me, "Tomato egg noodles, and half a tomato is in the refrigerator."

Shen Huaijing pinched the back of his neck: "Then eat later."

"Ah."

When he got up, Wen Nian didn't press pause. The movie had reached its climax, and the background music was lingering in his ears.

Wen Nian glanced over his head and asked, "Are you sleepy?"

"not sleepy."

"Then watch a movie?"

"dont see."

"?"

The answer was too straightforward, Wen Nian raised his head to look at him, but just as he moved, his waist suddenly tightened, and when he turned his head again, Shen Huaijing's kiss suddenly fell.

It was just a simple kiss at first, but it didn't take long before the breathing became disordered, and it started a prairie fire in an instant.

Wen Nian didn't know how he got upstairs, but he vaguely remembered that the sofa was about to suffer.

Xu Shi hadn't seen each other for almost a week, and Mr. Wen was too busy to be "left out". This time it was particularly annoying.

Later, Wen Nian yelled "Shen Huaijing" almost in a crying voice.

On weekdays, he seldom calls his name, and it usually works, but not this time, Shen Huaijing just lowered his head, and after a long and delicate kiss, he said in a hoarse voice, "I'll be gentle."

At the end of the day, Wen Nian, who had already caught up on sleep and thought it would be difficult to sleep again today, was so tired that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

After Shen Huaijing took a bath for him and changed the sheets in the bedroom, he came out of the bathroom with him in his arms.

"You wrote the couplet at the door?" Shen Huaijing kissed his forehead and said.

"you saw it?"

"Well, the words are beautiful."

"I didn't write it, my dad wrote it, and he taught me my calligraphy."

Shen Huaijing was silent for a while, and looked at him with a smile: "Mr. Wen."

"Ok?"

"When are you going to take me home?"

Teacher Wen kept awake for the last time in sleepiness: "...next year."

Pausing for a moment, he added another sentence: "Are you... in a hurry."

Shen Huaijing smiled lightly: "Well, urgent."

In the twilight of the winter day, Wen Nian said seriously: "That's this year."