Xiangyu

In order to clean up the coffee on the floor, Song Yuqiao threw the floor towel on the coffee.The effect is not great, the aroma of coffee still fills the whole room with the air conditioning and heating.Song Yuqiao put another bath towel on it, and Qiao Yusong looked at it, thinking: The cleaners will come to clean up the next day, maybe how to scold them.However, by then they had checked out and left.

Song Yuqiao stepped on the bath towel, looked up and saw Qiao Yusong, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, frowning, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"You have been abroad for such a long time, and your quality is not that good." Qiao Yusong joked.

Song Yuqiao flattened his mouth and asked, "Can you bear the smell? I'll open the window if you're not cold."

Qiao Yusong shook his head and said, "You can open it if you want. Actually, I think it smells good, like... the smell on your body."

Song Yuqiao had already walked to the window, and turned around and asked, "The smell on me? I don't have coffee-based perfume."

He was just talking casually, but Song Yuqiao actually took it seriously.He couldn't help laughing, and explained: "It's the smell of hard work."

After hearing this, Song Yuqiao was slightly astonished, and said with a smile: "It's not that hard. Besides, the overtime drinks are all instant, and you can't drink hand-milled ones."

Qiao Yusong walked to the desk, searched in the storage box, took out two packs of instant coffee, and asked, "Drink it? The taste of hard work."

Song Yuqiao couldn't help laughing, and said, "If you don't worry about not being able to sleep."

"No, with you here, I can sleep at any time." Qiao Yusong poured mineral water into the kettle, and suddenly felt a coolness accompanied by the warm air from the air conditioner. He turned his head and saw that it was Song Yuqiao who The windows were opened a little, and snow seemed to be drifting into the house.

I really didn't expect it to snow.

Tanzhou, a southern city, is still lively at night.In the story of this city, there are very few memories about snow, so the buildings in the city seem to be incompatible with Feixue.But perhaps because of this, when the snow really fell, it showed a special charm.

Qiao Yusong made two cups of hot coffee, one of which was passed to Song Yuqiao.

They sat side by side on the reclining chairs, opened the curtains, and silently looked at the finely falling white snow outside the window.

At this moment, time seems to pass very slowly, so they can be consumed and wasted slowly.

The half cup of coffee he drank could not resist the gradual onset of tiredness, and Qiao Yusong's eyelids became heavy.He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Did you often see snow when you were in America?"

"Very rarely, it doesn't snow very much in California and Texas. I stayed in Washington for a while, but I've seen it a few times." Song Yuqiao shrugged.

"It doesn't snow very often in Xijin, obviously it's in the north." He looked down at the coffee in his cup, "Maybe because he didn't see much snow, so every time he said it snowed, the first thing that came to mind was the ice disaster that year. Hey, apart from the one or two occasions when I made an alternate landing due to rain and snow in Bincheng, the snow in Yuetang that winter was the biggest I have ever seen.”

Song Yuqiao lowered his head and chuckled, "Me too."

Having said that, Qiao Yusong suddenly felt that he had nothing to say.It seems that at this moment, every piece of flying snow can wait for him to tell a lot of things, so it is enough for him to sit silently beside Song Yuqiao.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yuqiao suddenly sighed slightly and said, "It's so beautiful."

Qiao Yusong seldom heard him praise something, so he asked in surprise, "Is it snow?"

He nodded.

Qiao Yusong couldn't help laughing.

"Sometimes I think that we human beings have racked our brains and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to pursue things beyond the earth and want to know the scenery beyond the Milky Way... But, maybe, one day we will really be able to see 10,000+ In the world of light years away, you will find that those winds, flowers, snows and moons are not comparable to those on the earth." Song Yuqiao smiled faintly, "There is nothing wrong with the vast sea of ​​stars being beautiful, but the world below the stratosphere may be even more beautiful."

It was the first time Qiao Yusong heard Song Yuqiao say such emotional words, he was both surprised and heartbroken.He didn't know if this was Song Yuqiao's original face, or if this was Song Yuqiao's new face because he was with him.In short, no matter what the reason is, it is enough to comfort Qiao Yusong.

"I didn't expect you to say that. I thought you thought your work was the most sacred and greatest." Qiao Yusong didn't mean to be teasing when he said this. He felt that Song Yuqiao was amazing in his heart.

Hearing this, Song Yuqiao looked at him strangely, clearly thinking that he was joking.

Qiao Yusong said seriously: "I'm not laughing at you, I think so myself. It's earth-shattering and incognito, isn't it?"

Song Yuqiao was startled for a moment, lowered his eyes and said, "Maybe."

He was puzzled, thought for a while, and asked, "Did you ever want to retreat?"

Song Yuqiao looked at him, perhaps because of the soft lighting in the room, his eyes seemed to have the warmth of candlelight, and he looked extraordinarily gentle.After watching for a while, Song Yuqiao said: "There may have been one or two times when I was not sure what I was going to do. Because at that time, I doubted that if I didn't even know the people I care about most, even if I could understand every star in the solar system. What's the point of the stories that happened on the planet?"

Qiao Yusong was stunned, and for a moment, he couldn't help but put his hand on Song Yuqiao's cheek, and looked at him distressedly.

It's strange, Qiao Yusong often feels very strange, Song Yuqiao is such a rational and strong person, he is not afraid of loneliness, and he is rarely lonely, Qiao Yusong fully believes that even without himself, Song Yuqiao can live well in this world .

However, Qiao Yusong clearly knew this, and when facing Song Yuqiao, he often couldn't help feeling distressed.When Song Yuqiao was willing to reveal his cowardice, Qiao Yusong felt distressed, and when he was unwilling to reveal it, Qiao Yusong was even more reluctant.

"You don't have to doubt it now. You already know me very, very well, otherwise, I wouldn't always have nothing to do with you, would I?" Qiao Yusong laughed.

Song Yuqiao couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and said, "Yes. Because I know that you are the kindest person I have ever met. Moreover, I recently discovered another thing that makes me proud."

"What?" Qiao Yusong asked.

Song Yuqiao flicked his forehead a few times and said, "I found out that I know how good you are better than you."

After hearing this, Qiao Yusong was taken aback for a moment, then laughed and said, "Okay, if you insist on saying that."

Song Yuqiao put the coffee in their hands aside, gently hugged him into his arms, and asked, "Tell me, if I know both the mysteries of the universe and you, am I the smartest person in the world?"

Qiao Yusong was surprised and thought: Why is Song Yuqiao so childish?But as soon as this thought crossed his mind, Song Yuqiao bit his ear, causing him to heep in pain.

"Really?" Song Yuqiao hugged him tightly, "Brother Xiao Song, tell me."

Qiao Yusong sighed in his heart, but after the sigh, there was still residual heat in his heart.He lowered his head and rubbed against Song Yuqiao's neck, the softness of the bathrobe was very comfortable against his face.

"Yes, you are. I am loved by the smartest person in the world." Qiao Yusong said.