Chapter 132
At night, he came to the square alone, and saw Zhuangzhou from a distance and they did not go there. There were many people wearing traditional lacquer blue costumes from border towns around the square.
In the dark, there were extinguished torches on the candlesticks. At first, only a small piece was lit, as if a faint fluorescent light was ignited at night. Later, it seemed to be sprinkled with mellow spirits, and the whole city set off a bright flame, brilliant and enthusiastic.
There was a market on the side of the square. Shen Chi went to the market and bought a bowl of locally brewed glutinous rice wine. If Yan Xueyiao was by his side, he would not dare to drink it, but when Yan Xuexiao was not around, he drank a bowl and drank another. bowl.
The glutinous rice wine was sweet, and after drinking too much, he felt a little dizzy, and the flames formed double images. Just as he was thinking about whether to go home, the whole flame suddenly disappeared, and the whole city was plunged into endless darkness. The sound also stopped.
He didn't like darkness, and it always reminded him of a small and cramped space. He subconsciously squeezed the corner of his clothes, and suddenly a cold hand held him.
In the darkness, the Northwest Qinqiang sounded high, and the flame suddenly lit up in the next second. In the firelight, he saw Yan Xueyiao's dazzling face.
That face was so outstanding that he almost thought it was an illusion, until he felt the real temperature in his hands, and he swallowed: "I thought you weren't coming."
After a moment of silence, Yan Xuexiao suddenly lowered his head. The distance between the two was extremely close. He was so nervous that he stiffened, but the young man quickly stood up and said, "Drinking."
He quickly replied: "I won't drink it in the future."
The invisible distance seemed to be narrowed, as if they had never had a estrangement, and they walked hand in hand in the flames everywhere.
Children wearing ghost masks handed out red ropes: "Giving red ropes to those you like can last a long time."
He was also stuffed with two red ropes in his hand. Perhaps the stamina of the glutinous rice wine came up. His brain was dizzy, and he summoned the courage to ask, "Brother, do you have someone you like?"
Yan Xueyiao stared at him quietly for a while, then looked away and said, "You should keep silent about the things that cannot be said."
Shen Chi wasn't sure whether he had it or not, but in the flame of yearning for the light, one thing he could be sure of was that he liked Yan Xueyiao.
He liked it from the very beginning, maybe it was people in the dark who were greedy for warmth. He wanted to get closer to Yan Xueyiao, and he couldn't help but grow greed from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't know if Yan Xuexiao would hate such a self.
He didn't dare to ask any more questions, he hid all the unspeakable thoughts in his heart, but wanted to tie the red rope quietly on Yan Xueyiao's left hand, as if his brother was his own.
He moved cautiously, but seemed to be aware of it, Yan Xueyiao turned his head to see his actions.
Shen Chi's heart raised in his throat, before he had time to explain, the young man gently held down the red rope.
tied.
Chapter 72
In the scent of the glutinous rice wine, the young man felt as if he had entered a dream. In the dream, he stood on tiptoe and carefully kissed Yan Xuexiao's face. Then he was pressed against the back of the lamp, and his wrist was tied with a red rope. Kissing in a deserted alley.
He couldn't remember what happened after that. He seemed to fall on the bed, Yan Xuexiao kissed his neck, he blushed, and whispered, "Brother, you are so hot."
Indistinctly, he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom. When he woke up, Yan Xueyiao was no longer there. He thought it was just a dream, but he looked at the hickey in the mirror and suddenly realized that it was real.
When he walked out of the room, Yan Xuexiao took away all his luggage. There was only one copy of Jaspers' "The Philosophy of Being" on the desk. He opened it and closed it after reading one page.
The young man regained his senses, changed his pajamas and went downstairs. The three of Zhuangzhou stood on the side of the road and watched the vehicles go away, with their gifts flowing: "I gave my mother the bacon made this year."
"I sent oranges."
Even Yanshen said, "I gave you a pen."
Hearing everyone's gifts, Shen Chi clenched his hands tightly, he couldn't give anything, he lowered his head just opened the door and the phone rang.
He thought it was a call from Yan Xuexiao, so he quickly opened the screen, and a strange voice came from the phone: "I'm Yan Xuexiao's father, he may not have mentioned me to you, but I know you, more than you think. clear."
Without waiting for him to say anything, the other side continued to speak: "Since you were a child, you skipped classes, dyed your hair and fought, and you can't get into college with your current grades. Have you ever thought about your future?"
Shen Chi immediately walked to the desk and opened the word book: "Kao Yanda."
The voice on the other side didn't waver at all: "Just when you want to take the Yanda entrance examination, you are only seventeen years old now, and you are still an impulsive age. I already know about your affairs."
The young man was stunned. Did Yan Xuexiao's father know that Yan Xuexiao was his brother?
The phone was silent for a while, I don't know if it was Shen Chi's delusion, and his tone softened a lot: "I'm not your father yet, if you want to live with Xue Xiao, remember that Xue Xiao doesn't like people when she reads books. Excuse me, he doesn't drink and loves tea, don't mess with his tea set, he likes light colors, don't buy him dark clothes..."
"remember."
Afraid that the other party would not believe it, Shen Chi recited it over and over again, as if to confirm that he remembered it before hanging up.
After the call, he continued to recite the words at the desk. After he finished reciting the words, the doorbell rang. He opened the door and received an unsigned courier.