Xiangyu

He pursues a person "in this way".Qiao Yusong finally understood.In my impression, no matter what he did, he was confident and confident, Qiao Yusong thought, although he didn't know what Song Yuqiao had changed in the past 13 years, but in this point alone, he hadn't changed.

If he could be like Song Yuqiao, who was born with no disadvantages, he might be so confident.

"You will be disappointed." Qiao Yusong said weakly, looking at the Gobi desert outside the window.

After saying this, I don't know if Song Yuqiao heard it or not, but he didn't say anything.Qiao Yusong frowned, and turned his head to look at his white face illuminated by the sun, probably because the sun in the west was already transparent and brilliant, and Song Yuqiao's skin seemed to be radiant.

"Why did you and your predecessor break up?" Qiao Yusong asked.

Song Yuqiao squinted at him and said, "Because he said he wanted to break up."

Qiao Yusong was stunned, and said with a sneer, "Break up because he said to break up? Come to think of it, you don't love him very much."

"During the first time we were together, we must have loved each other, but something happened later that consumed our enthusiasm." After such a long time, Song Yuqiao suddenly recalled the last relationship, feeling a little strange.

Qiao Yusong said with certainty: "This is because you didn't know each other well at first. It's like——"

"No." Song Yuqiao interrupted him, "It's because we are no longer willing to endure each other's shortcomings."

Qiao Yusong was stunned.

"You don't want to admit that you like me, you don't want to be with me, isn't it because you don't want to endure my shortcomings?" Song Yuqiao said lightly.

He was at a loss for words, and after a long while, he couldn't help muttering: "It was originally, who will endure your shortcomings?"

"So in the end, you still like me." Song Yuqiao said.

Qiao Yusong never knew that he could be so brazenly narcissistic. He was taken aback when he heard the words, and before he had time to speak, he suddenly slammed on the brakes, scaring him to put his hands forward.

He stared blankly at the three goats across the road in front of him, and his heart that was pounding with fright managed to calm down a little.He looked at Song Yuqiao and saw that the latter was also in a cold sweat, but his face didn't change much, but his brows were tightly frowned.

When the goat crossed the road, the car started up again.

Song Yuqiao turned on the Bluetooth in the car and connected to the music software on the phone.

The gentle sound of the violin is enough to ease the tense and awkward atmosphere in the car.Qiao Yusong was sweating from the fright just now, and after blowing on the air conditioner for a while, he quickly relaxed.

The first song is very familiar. Qiao Yusong confirmed that he had heard it at the airport, but like many people, he never pursued the title of the song, and only classified it as "classical music" in general.

"What's the name of this song?" When Qiao Yusong asked, it was already another song, which also sounded like "classical music".

"Which one?" Song Yuqiao asked.

He said, "The one just now."

"Mendelssohn, On Wings of Song." Song Yuqiao said, "This is Chopin's Nocturne."

Qiao Yusong was slightly startled, and said, "Is this Chopin's "Nocturne"?"

Song Yuqiao looked at him puzzled.

"That's right, the one sung in pop songs." Speaking of this, Qiao Yusong thought for a while and said, "I think I heard it when I was waiting at the airport, but it might not be the violin."

After listening, Song Yuqiao was slightly taken aback, and said, "This is cello music."

Qiao Yusong blushed upon hearing this, smiled embarrassedly for a while, and said, "Look, this is the difference I mentioned."

For a while, Song Yuqiao didn't know what to say.Suddenly, he remembered his parents talking about his aunt and her first love many years ago, about the harvest of the crops in the field and the timing of the spaceship's ascension to the sky.

Song Yuqiao's silence made Qiao Yusong depressed, but apart from being depressed, he even gloated a little.There was still a long way to go back to Jinrong, so he adjusted his seat and planned to sleep first.For him, the greatest significance of classical music is hypnosis. He has countless days or nights at the airport, listening to the

Classical music fell asleep.

"Are you going to sleep?" Song Yuqiao saw him leaning into the seat.

He had already closed his eyes, and lazily responded with a hmm.

Song Yuqiao turned off the music and said, "Lend me your phone."

Qiao Yusong was planning to sleep with classical music, when he heard the music was gone, he opened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Connect your playlist to Bluetooth, and I'll listen to what songs you usually listen to." Song Yuqiao said.

"Why?" Qiao Yusong instinctively defended.

Seeing his wary eyes, Song Yuqiao expected it, he smiled and said, "Don't you dare?"

Qiao Yusong took out his mobile phone slowly, turned on Bluetooth to search for the devices in the car, and whispered: "Why don't you dare?"

"Because..." Song Yuqiao deliberately dragged out his tone.

"Because music playlists are one of the fastest ways to get to know a person." Qiao Yusong chose from several playlists, but couldn't decide which playlist Song Yuqiao should listen to.

Song Yuqiao watched him choose for a long time, and said, "You might as well play the favorite list directly."

The collection list is full of songs that have not been categorized. There are so many kinds of songs that Qiao Yusong feels that he can't get them out.But if he continued to dawdle, Song Yuqiao would have to catch him again. After thinking about it, he deliberately found the popular song called "Nocturne" in the favorites list, and clicked to play it.

After all, it was a popular song that was once very popular, and the lyrics and music are still out of date. Although Song Yuqiao didn't take the initiative to listen to it completely, but he had heard it in the streets and alleys until his ears became cocooned.Hearing this song now, Song Yuqiao couldn't help but smile.

"Do you know what this song is called?" Qiao Yusong asked deliberately.

Song Yuqiao smiled lightly, and said nonchalantly, "You don't think you can persuade me to give up with a song, do you?"

Qiao Yusong was speechless, turned his head out of the window, and closed his eyes again.

A pop song of less than 4 minutes, it ended quickly.

Because it was played randomly and the songs in the playlist were very mixed, Qiao Yusong didn't know what the next song would be.Qiao Yusong, who was already full of worries, opened his eyes again when he heard that the next song to be played was actually a "classical music".

"This song is called "The Sorrow of Love." Looking at the unchanging scenery outside the window, Qiao Yusong was fascinated, "It was included in the soundtrack of an anime. There is another song called "The Joy of Love" in that anime , but the hero’s mother has only played "The Sorrow of Love", saying that in love, one should get used to sadness before being happy. I have watched a few anime related to classical music, but they are not mentioned in the movies. Chopin, Schubert, Mozart, I can't tell who they are, and what music they wrote respectively-oh, I know Chopin wrote "Nocturne". You usually like What movie do you watch? Do you watch "The Later Us"? Although many people on the Internet said it was a bad movie, I liked it very much and was very moved. However, I guess you will fall asleep after watching that movie? No, you may not Going to see it. Have you heard of the movie?"

Now big data computing is very powerful, causing everyone to surf the Internet and see different "hot" content.Song Yuqiao couldn't deny that the movie that Qiao Yusong called "a bad movie" had never appeared on his website at all, and he had never heard of this movie.

Song Yuqiao knew that the answer was inappropriate, so he pursed his lips in embarrassment.

His silence was expected by Qiao Yusong, Qiao Yusong smiled bitterly in his heart, and closed his eyes.

The road in front of me is extremely straight. The Gobi, blue sky, and highways divide the field of vision into large and clear color blocks. After watching for a long time, the suddenly bright mood will quietly fade away, leaving only boring and boring.

Facing such boredom alone, Song Yuqiao had to admit that there were many songs in Qiao Yusong's playlist that he had never heard and didn't find attractive.

Qiao Yusong seemed to have fallen asleep, he looked at him and asked, "Xiao Song, are you asleep?"

Hearing Song Yuqiao's voice, Qiao Yusong felt sour, but he still closed his eyes and did not answer.

"Why did you and your ex

Why did you break up? "Song Yuqiao still didn't hear him, even so, he continued to ask, "Did you know each other very well when you started dating him?"If not, is it too double standard for you to reject me with this reason? "

The questioning made Qiao Yusong feel stuck, so it was even more impossible to open his eyes and answer his question.How could he tell Song Yuqiao that the original intention of being with Xie Haozhe was just because they were in bed together?Not out of fear of being looked down upon, but it does demonstrate his double standards.

After Song Yuqiao finished asking the question, perhaps because he didn't get an answer, he stopped asking.There is only the sound of music in the car, all of which Qiao Yusong is familiar with. However, because some songs have been collected for a long time, Qiao Yusong has long forgotten why he clicked the "Favorite" button in the first place. Even the songs themselves, he feels Unfamiliar, forgot the name.

He didn't turn on his phone to look at the title of the track.Slowly, he fell asleep.

Qiao Yusong felt that he had a few dreams intermittently, but when he woke up, he forgot all the contents of the dream.

He opened his eyes and was surprised to find that the car had been parked in the service area at some time.The car had been turned off, and Song Yuqiao was not in the car.

Qiao Yusong couldn't help being nervous. He sat up straight and looked out of the car.Seeing Song Yuqiao standing by the road on the phone, Qiao Yusong felt relieved.

He unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car. His legs felt numb and he checked the time. It was already 07:30 at night.At this time, if it is in the east, the sky is already dark, but in the west, the sun is only oblique to the west.He stretched his body and felt a little hungry.

After Song Yuqiao finished making the phone call, he turned around and saw Qiao Yusong stretching his waist. He stretched his already tall limbs to become even more slender, and his waist and back looked extraordinarily flexible and strong during the stretching process.He walked towards Qiao Yusong, and stopped when he stepped on the latter's shadow.

Qiao Yusong turned his head and saw Song Yuqiao standing behind him with his head down.He looked down in puzzlement, and saw the shadow crawling up Song Yuqiao's instep, he was stunned, and quickly backed away.

Seeing this, Song Yuqiao raised his head and asked, "Would you like something to eat? I plan to wait a while and drive directly to Jinrong."

"Oh, instant noodles?" Qiao Yusong has never tried eating in the service area of ​​the expressway. According to the impression from the rumors, there is nothing to eat here, and even the instant noodles are knockoffs.

Song Yuqiao walked to the store and said, "I'll go see if there are buns."

They ended up buying bread and soda at the store and heading back to the car.

After the electric convertible is opened, the back is facing the buildings in the service area, and the wide field of vision is full of desert yellow sand illuminated by the setting sun.

The Gobi Desert is not only golden, but even reveals a faint pinkish white color, which looks desolate and peaceful.Qiao Yusong fell asleep and was a little bit depressed, but seeing such a scene, he was immediately refreshed.He saw the shadows of clouds on the mountains in the distance, and the rocks seemed to change strange colors.

After taking a sip of the iced cola, Qiao Yusong shivered solidly.He sincerely sighed: "It's so beautiful."

Be it the Gobi or the sunset, Song Yuqiao has watched it countless times in the past few years, and he is already tired of watching it.Looking at Qiao Yusong's obsessed expression, he felt both amused and relieved.He patted Qiao Yusong on the shoulder, pointed to the southwest direction of the sky, and said, "Look at that star."

Qiao Yusong looked in the direction he pointed and said, "Is that the morning star? Every time it gets dark, I will see it first."

Song Yuqiao nodded.

"However, why is it called Venus? It obviously only appeared before dark." Qiao Yusong was puzzled.

"Didn't you see it before dawn?" Song Yuqiao asked, seeing him shake his head, "That star is Venus, which appears in the east in the morning and in the southwest in the evening. It was called 'Qi Ming' in the east, but now it is called 'Chang Geng'. Every time I see it in the evening, I know it will be dark soon."

Qiao Yusong thought for a while and said, "If you say that, I seem to have seen it in the early morning. But I don't know it's the same one. I fly a red-eye flight, and I often see it after landing. The apron is very open, and it's actually a good place to watch the stars. place." After speaking, he smiled.

"So, we still have similarities.

"Song Yuqiao said lightly, "It's about getting up early and being late at night. "

Hearing this, Qiao Yusong was stunned for a while, and couldn't help laughing.

"Let's start after watching the sunset." He lay on the steering wheel, pointing to the wilderness ahead, "There are only two times in a day when you can look directly at the sun with your naked eyes, and evening is one of them."

He was referring to the direction of the sun.

Looking at the fiery red sunset, Qiao Yusong somehow remembered that he had seen the sunset on the helipad at a certain time and place.

It's incredible, whether it's sunrise or sunset, the sun's color is the most intense and brightest, and it's precisely at these times that it gives people the possibility to appreciate it.When the sun gradually got higher, it became pale and transparent, and it was too dazzling to see.

Thinking of this, Qiao Yusong, who was lying on the window, murmured: "Looking at it this way, the sun is really gentle."

Song Yuqiao didn't know why, so he turned his head in doubt.The evening breeze blew away Qiao Yusong's forehead hair. He stared at the sun, squinting his eyes slightly, and his eyelashes trembled in the breeze.The gentle sunset seemed to sprinkle fine gold powder on Qiao Yusong's face, and even the fine hairs on his face seemed to be shining.

In fact, Song Yuqiao is not sure whether he has changed a lot since he was a child.Because before, Song Yuqiao never had the opportunity to watch him so carefully.At that time, I probably felt that it was useless to watch, so I couldn’t think about it anymore. Looking at it now, if I had watched more at the beginning, I wonder if they can still watch the sunset together like this.