light adaptation

After the showdown, the way the two got along didn't change much. Ning Zhanmei came to the bookstore to keep an eye on people as usual, and even bought a box of green pastries with red bean filling for Bi Qiannian.

Bi Qiannian blushed immediately after opening it, knowing that Ning Zhanmei was confessing his love to himself without shame or impatience.

If I had to say something different, Ning Zhanmei was aggrieved that he was not on the same channel as the other party when he was flirting secretly, and finally he was proud, and he chased people openly. It is also getting easier to blush for his frivolous jokes and hints.

"Why are you blushing?" Ning Zhan leaned over pretendingly, and deliberately elongated his voice, "Oh—red bean stuffing, Qian Nian, what does it mean that Shuiyun City sent green pastries with red bean stuffing?"

Bi Qiannian was afraid that the other shop assistants in the bookstore would hear him, so he gave him a threatening look, "Keep your voice down!"

"Success," Ning Zhanmei suddenly became very talkative, but he didn't let him go, "I still remember who told me that Qingqing's name is the same as what?"

He smiled and looked at Bi Qiannian's flushed face, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his long and curved eyelids were full of malicious intentions.

"Shut up." Bi Qiannian pinched a piece of pastry and handed it to Ning Zhanmei. He couldn't heal Ning Zhanmei's mouth, so he simply blocked it.

Ning Zhanmei leisurely rolled the pastry in his tongue, and when Bi Qiannian withdrew his hand to leave, he intentionally bit his fingertips, looked at him with squinting eyes and a smile, and Bi Qiannian realized how ambiguous their current relationship was.

Seeing how blushing he was, Ning Zhanmei stopped at the right time, did he ask him for a kiss in the bookstore?He had kissed Bi Qiannian's cheek several times in the past few days when no one was paying attention, and he was quite happy when he was beaten.

Not ashamed or ashamed.

The days are like flipping through a book, chasing after each other, rushing by against the remaining hot wind of summer.

With only a few days left before school starts, Bi Qiannian has already made dinner for more than ten nights for Bi Qian, who finished her third-year self-study at ten o'clock and got off work, fried dumplings, glutinous rice balls or fried noodles. He said he was hungry, so he took a photo to anger him.

The typhoon finally landed, and Shuiyun City was a distance away from the coast, and it was also affected by it for three or four days. There were some heavy rains. The rain stopped in the past two days and it became overcast.

Ning Zhanmei wanted to bring Bi Qiannian to watch movies together at home, but Bi Qiannian thought that he didn't watch it very seriously every time, so he had to choose what he wanted before going.

"It's really a good choice, come on?" Ning Zhanmei tried to persuade on the phone, "When the school starts, I only have one and a half days off every week, and I have to go back to school for evening self-study on Sunday, so don't come again, Qian Nian."

I almost sang "Itch" on the phone.

Bi Qiannian actually likes the way Ning Zhanmei needs and clings to himself, he feels needed...loved.

Unable to annoy Ning Zhanmei, he responded, and there was a little rain on the road.

"It will probably rain later." Bi Qiannian changed his shoes and looked out of the three-meter-high floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

"Did you get wet on the way here?" Ning Zhanmei asked him. He went into the kitchen and brought Bi Qiannian a cup of milk tea he made himself. It was bought online. A transparent bag contained tea bags, milk powder bags, and sugar .Bi Qiannian mentioned it once and was curious, is milk tea really made with milk and tea?I thought it was all powdered.

Ning Zhanmei bought it and asked him to soak it.

"Is it good?" Ning Zhanmei asked him at the time, "I bought a box, there are more than a dozen packs, and there are different flavors, you can take it back if you like it." After soaking well, put the milk powder after 10 minutes, and it is easy to agglomerate.

"It's delicious," Bi Qiannian held the cup, his lips turned red from the hot drink, "You can keep it, I don't think I'm too lazy to make it at home."

After talking for a long time that both of them were lazy, Ning Zhanmei resigned himself to his fate every time he waited for Bi Qiannian to come to his house to brew for him to drink, and if there were lumps, he would patiently break them up with a spoon and dissolve them one by one.Every time Bi Qiannian drank the sweet milk tea, his expression of relief and happiness was enough to pay for the labor he spent making the milk tea.

"It's a little rainy, it's okay." Bi Qiannian answered him.

"Is today's drink good?" Ning Zhanmei shook his hand and led him into the room.

He often took the initiative to touch Bi Qiannian, even kissed him on the cheek, then annoyed him, and then coaxed him, never tired of it.It is said that it is chasing someone, but it is not too different from a lover, and Ning Zhanmei does not lose what should be taken advantage of.

"It's okay." Bi Qiannian is used to being held by him, "It's a bit bitter, did you add coffee? I still like it sweeter."

Ning Zhanmei thought about it for a while, "It seems to be written on the package that it is mandarin duck milk tea, and it is added with coffee. The milk powder package is probably mixed with coffee powder." He said, "Shall I try it?"

He shook Bi Qiannian's hand holding the handle of the cup, bent slightly, raised the cup to his lips, and took a sip.

"It's a bit bitter, do you want to add more sugar?" He asked with harmless eyes.

Bi Qiannian turned his head away from him, saying don't bother him, Ning Zhanmei saw that he blushed again, and smiled.

He drew the curtains, adjusted the projector, and started playing the film.

As soon as the title came into view, Bi Qiannian recognized it, ""Titanic"?" He leaned on the bedside, puzzled, "It's not like a movie you would like."

"Then what movie would I like?" Ning Zhanmei sat next to him.

"...you don't really like watching movies."

"You're so smart, give me a reward." After finishing speaking, he quickly kissed Bi Qiannian's cheek, and said immediately before he was ashamed, "I chose a romantic movie. We, Qiannian, don't know what liking is. You should watch a romantic movie."

Bi Qiannian wanted to say that he had seen it all, but he didn't say anything.

It's rare that Ning Zhanmei looked seriously, and the rain outside the window gradually increased.

On the screen, the grand scene of the luxury cruise ship tends to be panicked to the point of being wiped out. The huge hull gradually sinks and the curtain gradually comes to an end.The protagonist's love is just the opposite, tending to a desperate and silent climax.Bi Qiannian shed tears silently, and Ruth leaned on the board and said that she was trying to wake up Jack in the water, the boat was coming, and she could live on.No one responded to her.

Realizing that her lover was dead, she began to cry hoarsely.

Remembering the frozen Jack once said to himself, "Neverletitgo."

Ruth freed Jack from grabbing her hand, and he sank, disappearing silently and quickly into the cold, dark water.She swam aside, found the whistle, and called to the lifeboats that had passed.

Bi Qiannian couldn't stop crying, very quietly, he felt that the temperature of the air conditioner might be too low, like submerging in the biting sea water of the Titanic.

Great love, Bi Qiannian thought, such a great love.

He had a strong empathy. Although he had not been in the fatal situation in the movie, the humiliation, abuse, and the long night he cried for it all surged in an instant, and all came to him. Ask: Why did no one save you?

His hands and feet were cold, and it was the first time he felt so unfair, even if he had envied others' complete families and harmonious parents, he had never felt so unfair.

Bi Qiannian never struggled, he accepted his fate early, calm and calm, because resistance is useless.

But Jack gave his life for Ruth and let her escape the miserable fate of drifting on the sea. It turns out that people can be saved, great love, whatever it is, why no one came to save him?

He seems to have sunk alone in the night for many years, again and again, but no one has ever come to rescue him.

Then fell into an already very familiar embrace.

It was Ning Zhanmei.

He said over and over again, be good, don't be sad.

Bi Qiannian cried more and more fiercely, and couldn't control it anymore, but he still didn't make a sound.If Ning Zhanmei hadn't been paying attention to him from the corner of his eye, he wouldn't have known that this man had cried for half his life.

"Cry out loud, don't press your throat, isn't it uncomfortable?" Ning Zhanmei sighed.

Bi Qiannian seemed to have turned on some kind of valve, and finally burst into tears, thinking dizzily, this was the first time he heard himself cry.

When he gradually slowed down, he hiccupped embarrassingly.

Ning Zhanmei laughed, Bi Qiannian ignored him, turned his face and covered Ning Zhanmei's neck with tears, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Are you done crying?" Ning Zhanmei asked him.

"Yeah." The nasal voice was heavy.

"Crybaby."

"Ah."

"It's a shame." Ning Zhanmei said, his voice was soft, not mocking him.

"But it's okay," he said, rubbing Bi Qiannian's little head again, "don't hold your throat and cry from now on, my heart aches."

Another sore nose, Bi Qiannian felt that he was gently picked up by Ning Zhanmei. He was like a sweet net, slowly capturing him from the cold seabed, melting him, and taking him as his own.

"Ning Zhanmei..." Bi Qiannian called him.

"exist."

"Will you leave me?" he asked nonchalantly.

Ning Zhanmei didn't answer him right away, but thought for a moment.

"If nothing else, no," he replied.

"What accident?"

"You are not in love with me."

"..."

"Hurry up and fall in love with me, Qiannian." Ning Zhanmei sighed and rubbed the person in his arms twice.

Bi Qiannian didn't answer him, but just maintained the hug quietly.

Ning Zhanmei seemed to have rescued himself many times intentionally or unintentionally. He calmed down and thought, it wasn't that no one had rescued him, but that when he fell into despair, hope was a little glimmer of star that was hard to see.

Since her appearance, Ning Zhanmei has continuously brought light to him, brought new enlightenment to his routine life, and also took him by the hand to explore the meaning of liking in adolescence.

If Bi Qiannian's falling in love with Ning Zhanmei is an inevitable fruit, then the seed finally sprouted when he realized that he had crossed the boundary, and Ning Zhanmei's daily "good night, I like you." are constantly watering it and giving him The red bean stuffed pastry I bought and the milk tea with different flavors are all fertilizing and watering this sapling.

Even every geometry problem that patiently taught him to solve in the past, every uncontrollable hug, the fragility that was exposed in front of him, the hands that covered his ears amid the clamor of the basketball game, Bi Qiannian can always recall these details intermittently , they have existed since they existed, and they will never disappear again.And these, also provide sunshine for the sapling at every moment that is recalled, allowing it to scatter branches and leaves inch by inch.

Bi Qiannian thought, soon, soon.

Only then did he know that the night could not only breed despair for him to shed silent tears, but also become a hotbed of love. Every night, Ning Zhanmei said he liked him, and the tree grew a little bigger.

Bi Qiannian whispered to Ning Zhanmei, "The apple tree has grown bigger."

"what?"

Bi Qiannian smiled, as if he understood the joy of confessing a little bit, he let go of his hand, looked at Ning with raised eyebrows, and said slyly, "I won't tell you."

Then he pecked at the corner of Ning Zhanmei's mouth, and immediately lifted the blanket to escape, but Ning Zhanmei, who had reacted, hugged him back to the bed and slapped his mouth hard.