i see your calling

At the end of the game, it was almost twelve o'clock, but Lian Yan didn't feel relaxed or relieved, she was still in a daze.I don't know when it rained heavily outside, the sky was a rich lotus root pink, and the ground was covered with water, swaying.

Lian Yan had never been to Beijing before, and his impression of Beijing was only limited to the capital and the Great Wall. When he lived in a hotel, he looked down from the window and saw all kinds of passers-by. He thought vulgarly that they lived in Beijing, Must be rich.

Beijing is always hot and cold, and when it rains, the high temperature of summer is also slapped into the water.

"Everyone is looking at the bad weather. The original flight can't take off," said the team leader holding a loudspeaker and became the center of a group of people. The voice was a bit distorted. The people outside could only look at the orange hat "Everyone has worked hard in the competition today, and the results need to be counted and reviewed. When we go back tonight, everyone will still stay in the hotel, just take a good rest!"

Lian Yan stood on the outside and didn't deliberately squeeze in.

"Let's go," Shen Pingge held a blue umbrella issued by the organizer, "Go back to the hotel."

Let’s say this umbrella is distributed uniformly. People in one room use one umbrella. The quality is not so good. The surface of the umbrella is very thin, and the gloomy light outside is scattered sparsely. Shen Pingge opened the umbrella and embraced him. shoulders, this should be an intimate gesture, but it can't resist the feeling of being a little ghostly, and there is always a gap between them-it's just a little room for air.

The water on the ground barely covered the feet, but the shoes suffered.

When we arrived at the hotel, the umbrella surface was put away with a "snap", and the water on the umbrella surface splashed down, and it all fell on the marble slab outside the hotel door. The umbrella was placed at the door, and the organizer would collect it uniformly.Lian Yan followed Shen Pingge to walk in, water got into his shoes, and there was a muffled sound when he walked, he was still distracted, his mind was full of problems during the competition.

Lian Yan wrote poetry.

When he picked up the pen, a strong resistance suddenly appeared in his mind. He didn’t want to compete or stay here, but he didn’t know where to go. He also wanted to write poetry. He hadn't written poems a few times, and for such a timid person, it was the first time he was bold on this occasion.

The elevator stopped at F15, Shen Pingge just pressed the button, suddenly there was a loud noise at the entrance of the hotel, breaking the silence abruptly, Lian Yan looked over subconsciously, saw Wang Dao at a glance, he was laughing with the other four people come over.

"Who knew that kind of question would come up, it's intentional to embarrass others," Wang Dao said loudly, he raised his hand, took off his water-stained glasses, and pinned it to his clothes, "I just wrote something casually, I didn’t even expect to win an award.”

"It's over when you finish writing," a boy next to him also laughed. The boy was very pale, almost sickly pale, with high cheekbones and wearing black short sleeves. "Whatever he does."

"Just listen to what Wei Ziping said, he's good at composing," Zeng Li, a girl next to him, interjected, "He didn't write casually. I glanced at him while I was writing. Damn, it's almost finished."

"You can write fast only when you have to deal with it," Wei Ziping said.

As the sound approached, Lian Yan instinctively felt uneasy and fearful of crowded places and noise. He subconsciously moved closer to Shen Pingge, stared at the ever-decreasing numbers on the LED screen, and hoped that the elevator would come soon.But Wang Dao saw them and greeted them: "Hey, Pingge, you and Lian Yan are also here!"

"We've just arrived," Shen Pingge smiled at them, as a response.

"Hey, Wang Dao, is that your friend?" The girl looked at Shen Pingge curiously, and then at Lian Yan beside him, "This is from the junior high school group. I met him at the airport. He looks really good. It’s pretty, and it’s the kind of impression you get at a glance.”

"Oh, that's Shen Pingge, from a high school in City A," Wang Dao whispered to them, "with exceptionally good grades, the top 3% in the city."

"That's not in the same place as Wei Ziping," Zeng Li said.

"I'm also from City A, hello, my name is Wei Ziping," Wei Ziping stopped smiling, he looked a bit serious when he wasn't smiling, and Shen Pingge responded.

Lian Yan felt almost suffocating nervousness. He lowered his head and didn't listen to what others said. Perhaps his refusal to communicate was too obvious, and not many people came up to talk to him.

When the elevator arrived, as soon as the door opened, Lian Yan walked in first, looked at Shen Pingge again, and bit her lips hesitantly, until Shen Pingge stood in front of him, he was relieved.

"Hey, by the way, Pingge, what are you and Lian Yan doing at night?" Everyone went in, Wang Dao stood beside them, suddenly remembered something, and asked them with his head tilted, "Just stay in the hotel?"

"You guys want to go out to play?" Shen Pingge said.

People in the elevator were a bit crowded, Lian Yan and Shen Pingge were very close, with arms sticking to each other, and then he noticed that Shen Pingge's left side was wet a lot—when he and Shen Pingge held umbrellas together, he The one standing on the right didn't get much rain.

He always felt that Shen Pingge's clothes had the dry feeling of being exposed to the sun, and a very light smell of laundry detergent. Now that he was drenched in water, it was as if the sun had been scooped up from the wet water, and the sun had melted into the temperature of his skin.

"That's right, a few of us went to a newly opened bar nearby. I heard that we can sing. It's newly opened, so the ID check is not strict," Wang Dao said. I can't even play the game, why don't you and Lian Yan go with us?"

The current pastimes are only those, singing, drinking, disco, watching movies and eating. Adolescents always seek some excitement, and they all go to bars that are not strict, trying to become adults in advance.

Lian Yan paused and looked at Shen Pingge.

Shen Pingge pondered for a while, but the elevator arrived, and Wei Ziping greeted Wang Dao: "Wang Dao, it's here."

"Then if you think about it, call me before five o'clock tonight, and we'll go at six o'clock," Wang Dao hurriedly followed, waving at them, "Goodbye!"

Lian Yan didn't want to go, staying in the same elevator room already made him feel too nervous, and he wanted to play with them—it was okay with Yang Zhi and the others, they were familiar with each other, but Wei Ziping and Wang Dao were real I don't know you.

Shen Pingge didn't ask him. He went to the room and opened the door. The window of the room was not closed. Some rain came in, and the room felt damp. Shen Pingge closed the window and turned on the air conditioner. Yan sat on the bed, only then heard Shen Pingge asking him.

"Want to go?"

Lian Yan looked up at him. Shen Pingge was boiling hot water. They bought mineral water themselves. The mist rose.

Lian Yan suddenly thought that even though Shen Pingge didn't like him, he never rejected him, and was always taking care of him. If he said no to going, then Shen Pingge would naturally not go. It was done, but Lian Yan didn't want to do that.

He didn't want his liking to become a drag on Shen Pingge. If the note hadn't been discovered, he might not have confessed. He was more inclined to just look at Shen Pingge, even if occasionally Yan Yan wanted Shen Pingge to love Look at him, but most of the time, he feels that it doesn't matter if he doesn't love, being sad is his business alone, and being happy is his business alone. It's already good for Shen Pingge to keep a distance from him. up.

He didn't want to let liking become Shen Pingge's burden.

"Yeah," Lian Yan lowered her head and said.

Shen Pingge was a little surprised, the kettle was turned on, he glanced at Lian Yan again, but didn't say anything.

There is still the sound of rain outside, and it seems that it will not stop tonight.

·

At six o'clock in the evening, Lian Yan went to the bar with them.

There are not many people in the newly opened bar. Wang Dao specially reserved a larger box. Lian Yan and Shen Pingge have been to the bar many times before, but they still feel repulsed by this colorful light and the layout is also unfamiliar. It was following Shen Pingge.

"Beijing is Beijing. Let me tell you, there are many more kinds of wine than ours." Wang Dao sat down on the soft sofa, "I ordered a lot! There is enough for us to drink, and it will be placed on the table in the end, drink it up Let's go."

The girl Zeng Li laughed: "We don't drink, we drink fruit juice."

"Drink at least one or two cups," Wei Ziping said with a smile, with a sense of déjà vu, "you have to save face."

"Want some juice?" Shen Pingge looked sideways at Lian Yan, "Buy some for you?"

Maybe it was because Wei Ziping said that girls only drink juice, or maybe it was a rare rebellion in adolescence, Lian Yan shook her head and looked at the empty coffee table.

"Pingge, what did you write in your composition?" Wang Dao leaned forward and clasped his hands, "I think this year's composition topic is really difficult, 'blank', without any hints, difficult to write without direction died."

Shen Pingge smiled and said: "Write it casually, it's not interesting."

He doesn't like to socialize very much. He is with Yang Zhi and the others because his classmates are easy to get in touch with. He came here because he was prepared to just sit and not make friends or talk too much. The alienation in his words was obvious.

"Maybe people just don't like us, and they don't want to say it even after the exam." Wei Ziping lowered his eyes, took the glass on the table, and poured ice water, "It's understandable, if I wrote a good one, I definitely hope to surprise everyone when the awards are revealed."

Shen Pingge paused with his hands, raised his eyelids without pain, and looked at Wei Ziping indifferently.

Lian Yan looked at Wei Ziping in a daze, not knowing where this malice came from.

Shen Pingge lowered his head and laughed, with a casual tone, he said, "I hope to surprise you."

Wei Ziping's face suddenly turned ugly, and he took a sip of ice water.

The scene fell into a strange silence. No one expected Wei Ziping to say such a sentence. The two girls looked at each other without saying a word. Wang Dao laughed dryly. Just when the wine came, he hurriedly said: "Try it!" How about the wine in Beijing? It’s so expensive, maybe it’s delicious!”

"They're all the same," Zeng Li answered, "There's no difference!"

"Try to know." Wang Dao handed the cup to Shen Pingge, and winked at him, Shen Pingge took it with a weak smile.

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