Years of love

Zhou Luo didn't know when he got to the front row.

He stood outside the fence, near the exit of the auditorium, and looked at Yan Qi.

Tan Yingying withdrew outside the ice rink, her eyes lit up when she heard the music playing.

Yan Qi first slid two steps quickly, moved forward at a constant speed, then swept an arc with his left foot, and made a relatively simple mid-air spin.

Lao Xue immediately applauded, this movement was taught by Yan Qi, but to his surprise, Yan Qi put all the weight of this movement on his left foot.

After Yan Qi landed steadily, he followed up with a few movements that were not tender but very neat. With the childishness of a young boy and Fang Gang of a passionate youth, he quickly spun a few times on the ice, and then walked backwards. Swipe around.

At this time, the music suddenly changed, and Zhou Luo felt that the rhythm was a bit familiar, and the movements of Qi's hands made his memory clearer.

It was the music and hand dances of his mom when she was skating.

Old Xue almost cried when he saw it.

Yan Qi would secretly go to the ice rink to practice for a while every Saturday when Zhou Luo was in a meeting and working overtime.

He begged Lao Xue to teach Zhou Luo's mother the usual movements when skating, and used her favorite music.

Although Zhou Luo's memories of her mother's skating all come from photos and videos, but after watching it so many times, she has long been familiar with it and engraved it in her heart.

He suddenly couldn't believe that it was Yan Qi who could make these moves coherently on the ice rink.

He looked at him quietly, his whole body was being melted by his heart little by little.

After the song was over, Yan Qi slid to Tan Yingying's side to take the microphone, and stood in the center of the ice rink. At this moment, countless golden pieces of paper suddenly fell from above his head, and the applause gradually became one piece.

Yan Qi took a deep breath, although he was only wearing a relatively thin sportswear, the tight-fitting clothes outlined his slender figure, but he was still sweating profusely, and his bangs on his forehead were twisted to the sides.

He looked up at the auditorium for a long time before finding Zhou Luo at the exit.

"Brother." Yan Qi called him with the microphone.

Zhou Luo calmed down, his eyes were bright, and he was completely different from when he was a judge just now.

Yan Qi paused, and slowly spit out four words: "Happy birthday."

There was a burst of enthusiastic cheers on the field, and everyone clapped their hands in unison and shouted "Happy Birthday, President" to Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo suddenly felt a little embarrassed, turned around and waved at his employees dully.

When he turned around and looked at Yan Qi again, he found that he had already slid towards him. He didn't even think about it, and without any hesitation, he hugged Yan Qi who ran into his arms.

Yan Qi hugged Zhou Luo's waist tightly, put his chin on his shoulder, and rubbed the side of his face wantonly.

"Brother." Yan Qi whispered in his ear, "I love you."

Zhou Luo froze for a moment, then laughed twice, and whispered to him, "I love you too."

At the end of the semester, Yan Qi still didn't break his promise, took the first grade report card in the class and put it on Zhou Luo's desk, and then directly took a lollipop pen holder from the lollipop pen holder prepared for him in front of Cheng Ye.

"Eat it, eat it, I don't want to be angry with Xueba." Cheng Ye said to Yan Qi with a candy stick in his mouth.

"I'm not mad at you for having special treatment in my brother's room." Yan Qi didn't even look at Cheng Ye, he took out his winter vacation homework, pulled over the swivel chair and sat down at Zhou Luo's desk to write seriously.

Cheng Ye let out a dejected "hum": "It's unreasonable."

"I can't beat it either." Yan Qi added a sentence while writing the question.

"Zhou Luo!" Cheng Ye yelled at Zhou Luo who was grinning, "Take care of your brother!"

"The child won't accept it when he grows up." Zhou Luo couldn't help laughing at the disheveled Cheng Ye, and raised his hand to rub Yan Qi's hair twice.

Just as Cheng Ye was about to protest angrily, there was a knock on the office door, and Tan Yingying walked in on high heels.

"President, next year's employee physical examination will still be a designated hospital?" Tan Yingying asked while holding a thick stack of newly completed medical examination forms.

"Yes, let's set the time in April. During the Chinese New Year, some old comrades will definitely have to drink to highs again, and the medical examination will be postponed for a month." Zhou Luo signed the medical examination expense form.

Yan Qi raised his head and asked, "Brother, are you healthy?"

"Your brother looks like a cow, and all the indicators can be used as textbooks." Cheng Ye picked up a lollipop from the pen holder, tore off the candy wrapper and held it in his mouth.

Yan Qi turned his head and thought for a while before asking: "What about you?"

"Yo." Cheng Ye put down his phone and looked at Yan Qi: "You still care about me?"

"I'm just curious if you have hemorrhoids." Yan Qi said casually.

"What?" Cheng Ye's eyes widened, he wanted to laugh but held back his smile and stretched out his arms to point at Yan Qi: "What do children pretend to be thinking now!"

"Isn't there?" Yan Qi looked at him seriously: "My friend said nine out of ten men have hemorrhoids."

"Can't your friend teach you something?" Cheng Ye roared.

"Why are you so excited, do you have hemorrhoids?" Yan Qi continued to ask.

Cheng Ye blushed, looked down at the phone and didn't answer.

The door of the office was knocked again, this time it was Chen Ze who came in, and he came to hand over the feasibility plan of the bookstore that he had promised.

Zhou Luo just put away his smile, and was about to sigh with emotion at his work efficiency, when Yan Qi suddenly turned to look at Chen Ze: "Brother Chen Ze."

"He didn't!" Cheng Ye almost threw the phone in his face.

Yan Qi stared intently at the bewildered Chen Ze: "Does Cheng Ye have hemorrhoids?"

"Yan Qi!" Cheng Ye pointed at him viciously with his mobile phone, "Why are you asking him?!"

"Because you didn't tell me." Yan Qi continued to stare at Chen Ze.

Chen Ze smiled, walked to the sofa and lifted Cheng Ye up, and said to Yan Qi while comforting him, "Nine out of ten men have hemorrhoids."

"Don't teach your children this!" Cheng Ye kicked the door of the office: "This old man can't fucking beat him!"

Zhou Luo laughed from ear to ear the whole time, and Tan Yingying leaned on the desk and bent over, almost laughing.Yan Qi stared at Zhou Luo's face for a long time, under the impression that Zhou Luo had been persecuted by work and hadn't laughed so heartily for a long time, so he lowered his head in satisfaction and started to write his winter vacation homework again.

Let's treat Cheng Ye to a meal next time, Yan Qi is planning in his heart.

This time during the Chinese New Year, due to the implementation of the bookstore in the beginning of spring, several core backbones stayed at the publishing house to work overtime.

The publishing house has three floors in total, and the empty rooms on the left on the first floor are arranged as dormitories. Some Zhou Luo, who are far away from home, will arrange them to live in the office, and sometimes it is convenient to keep people on duty.

Zhou Luo called grandma and Zhou Xun separately, ordered meals for the employees who didn't come home, stared at the computer seriously and began to make a budget.

Yan Qi sat beside him and closed his homework, walked to the window and glanced outside.

Snowing.

It still has the kind of heavy snow with goose feathers that can't see the velvet edge clearly.

Yan Qi thought that after a while, his eyes would be covered in white, and he suddenly wanted to go out for a snowball fight.

He took out his mobile phone to take a picture, the memory of the mobile phone indicated that there was not enough space, and the machine started to freeze a bit recently, Yan Qi was thinking about finding a place to do part-time work to earn some pocket money for a new mobile phone.

He didn't want to use Zhou Luo's money to buy things anymore. He knew very well how Zhou Luo's money came from, and he saw everything in his eyes.

Just like now, the takeaway was almost cold on the coffee table, and he didn't bother to take a bite.

Yan Qi sent the photos he had taken to the "I want to form a band" group. It was obvious that the name was given by Gu Fan at a glance, and he even called it a name that came up after a lot of thought and brainstorming. .

After Yan Qi posted the photos, he soon received two more pictures, one was a rice bowl as big as a washbasin, and there were all kinds of dishes in it. It looked like Northeast stew. I made a whole pot of food, but it was really delicious.

What Xie Yi sent was a very tempting bowl of shark fin. Although he took a photo of the small bowl in front of him, he could still conclude from the picture that he was enjoying a big meal outside.

-corruption. /:despise

Gu Fan replied.

-enjoy. /:cool

Thank you for your reply.

Yan Qi smiled, and directly exited the chat page. When he returned to the chat list page, he saw the name of the person who was separated from "I want to form a band" by a few dialog boxes.

fatty.

It has been three years, and Yan Qi almost forgot what he looked like.After hesitating for a moment, he opened the chat history. The conversation was still three years ago. When he scrolled up a little bit, he still felt some emotion and regret in his heart.

Yan Qi sighed softly, turned off the phone and put it back in his pocket.

"Let me go down with you to play for a while." Zhou Luo walked behind Yan Qi at some point, and looked at the snow outside the window with him.

"You haven't eaten yet, go down after eating." Yan Qi looked up at him with bright eyes, even in the dark, Zhou Luo could clearly see his face from Yan Qi's bright eyes.

"Not hungry, it's more important to play with you, let's go." After Zhou Luo finished speaking, he picked up the down jacket on the hanger, thought for a while, took out two pairs of gloves from the cabinet, and handed Yan Qi a pair.

The outside of the house has become a whole piece of whiteness.

In Yan Qi's eyes, his world has turned completely white.

First he strode excitedly on the thick snow, making a circle of footprints, and then wrote an L and a Q in the middle.

Zhou Luo collected the snow from the steps next to it, and first made a small snowball little by little, until it was about the size of his head, and handed it to Yan Qi to roll it in the snow to make it bigger.

He squeezed the snow down to the size of a fist from the top of several air conditioners on the first floor, and threw it at Yan Qi while he was not paying attention.

"Brother!" Yan Qi's soft short black hair was immediately covered with sporadic white spots, Yan Qi patted the top of his head, not to be outdone, put down the big snowball in his hand, casually gathered an irregular snowball from the ground, and flung it at Zhou Lo fought back.

Zhou Luo dodged easily, Yan Qi was hit by him again, this time on the back of the neck.Yan Qi let out a "hiss", and the broken pieces of snow slipped into his body along the seam of his clothes.

"Cold." Yan Qifei shook his clothes quickly, gritted his teeth and shivered.

Seeing this, Zhou Luo hurriedly pulled him back into the building, and stood in the lobby on the first floor to help him shake the snow out.

Zhou Luo took off his gloves, rubbed his hands, and poked his hands in from under his clothes. When he touched Yan Qi's back, Yan Qi instinctively moved forward to hide.

"My hands are hot." Zhou Luo pulled out his hand, and put it on Yan Qi's face: "It's hot."

"I know brother." Yan Qi gritted his teeth: "It's okay, I'll do it myself."

"Stand still and I'll help you clean the snow off your back, or you'll catch a cold." After Zhou Luo finished speaking, he put his hands back into Yan Qi's clothes on the back, bent over from the position of his shoulder blades to his waist a little bit Slide down the line.

Finally, Yan Qi could not bear it anymore, stretched out his hand to support the wall in front of him, and arched his back slightly.

"It should be gone." Zhou Luo helped him tidy up his clothes, and tugged them down vigorously: "Be careful not to force the wind."

Yan Qi nodded. Fortunately, the down jacket was long enough and the pants were thick enough. Zhou Luo couldn't see anything. He took a deep breath, ran outside the building and continued to snowball a little bit.

When the diameter of the snowball was as long as the calf, Zhou Luo had already made the snowman's head.

"Without carrots and brooms, it wouldn't be a gourd." Zhou Luo smiled.

Yan Qi stared at the two snowballs for a long time, and then he smashed the top of the snowballs little by little, and the balls became a fat heart shape.

A fat big heart and a fat little heart, Yan Qi rolled them to the side of the LQ that he wrote just now, and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Zhou Luo took out his mobile phone to take a picture, wrote four words and sent it to Moments.

When Yan Qi stepped up a few steps and was about to go into the building, he turned around and saw Zhou Luo still pressing his phone, as if he had some kind of inner feeling, Yan Qi took out his phone and clicked on WeChat.

[Yan Qi and I. 】

Then there is a picture just taken. In the middle of the picture is a circle made of footprints. The letters L and Q are very eye-catching, but the two snowballs next to it that no one else can tell are love are hard to describe.

-Wow, two hearts. /:Love/:Love.

The first one to snatch the sofa must be Tan Yingying. As for how she saw that she was loving, Yan Qi couldn't tell, but he admired her very much from the bottom of his heart.

He put away his phone, and found that Zhou Luo couldn't stop smiling while staring at the phone. It is estimated that for a person who hasn't posted anything for a year, his Moments will be bombarded by employees' replies again.

Yan Qi stood on the steps and looked at him, feeling a sudden itching in his heart, which he couldn't suppress no matter what.

He took two steps back and called Zhou Luo when he turned around.

Zhou Luo raised his head, and a black shadow slammed towards him. He instinctively caught it with both hands, and his body fell back. The two of them fell heavily into the snow.

Both Yan Qi and Zhou Luo were stunned for a few seconds before they laughed together.

Yan Qi hugged Zhou Luo's neck, and smiled when he heard the bell ringing on the big screen in the square not far away.

"Brother, happy new year."

Zhou Luo patted his back and sat up, then hugged him without moving.

He found that only when Yan Qi was here, his heart was extremely at ease, without any distracting thoughts, and Yan Qi was also the only one who could let him let go of all his burdens and be himself without any scruples.

"Happy New Year." Zhou Luo tightened the strength on his arms, buried his head in the hair on top of his head, rubbed his nose vigorously, and said softly to him, "My Yan Qi."

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