drink moonlight alone

Zhou Qingyan saw Zhou Weiyue again, the luxuriant crabapple tree was irrigated by the majestic spring rain, and the wilting pink petals fell all over the ground, just like the scene I could always see at my neighbor's house when I was a child.

Holding a thick stack of lesson plans clumsily, he walked to the corner and stopped, looking up at the crabapple tree dotted with a little green among the red, the rain curtain blew in, dripped on the tip of his nose, and slid down the brows of his eyebrows, Finally evaporated without a trace in the air.Suddenly smelling the smell of smoke mixed with the fragrance of crabapple blowing in the hallway, Zhou Qingyan came back to his senses and looked towards the place where the smell of smoke came from.

Zhou Weiyue was standing under the tree, with the handle of the umbrella leaning on his shoulder. Under the umbrella, blurred by shadows, was Zhou Qing's sharp and sharp side face that had been sealed for countless days and nights.

He didn't change much, but he was a little tanned, a healthy wheat color that exuded vitality and exuded aggressiveness.The hair was also cut short, from the sideburns to the back of the head shaved into a comfortable and refreshing inch board in this season, and the bangs were wet from the rain, and they were firmly attached to the forehead.Compared with the carefree expression when he was young, Zhou Weiyue seems to have thrown away the loneliness and bravery of his youth during the years when they were drifting away, and let the years leave a deep impression on him.

The only thing that hasn't changed is that those self-deceiving love and heartbeats that think they can be buried in sand without saying a word, are eroded by the waves in another tide, and a small corner emerges from the sand.

"But the moon."

When Zhou Qingyan came back to his senses, he had already reflexively called out the name that was written on the title page of the notebook over and over again, engraved in the depths of his heart time and time again, millions of times.

12 years, 140 four months, 380 [-] days, they separated the two places.

Almost instantly, Zhou Weiyue raised her head and looked at him, just like the late spring 22 years ago, when the spring breeze sneaked in and blew up the beautiful fallen flowers everywhere, the eight-year-old Xiao Zhou Qingyan peeped out from the window sill. In his early days, he glanced into the eyes of Zhou Weiyue, who was being held by her mother downstairs, blinking and ignorant.

At that time Zhou Weiyue was not called Zhou Weiyue, he didn't have a name, but he dragged his mother by the corner of his clothes and was brought to Zhou Qingyan, tremblingly, he called "brother".

That year, Zhou Qingyan was eight years old. She was weak and sick and had asthma. In this family, she was more precious than Princess and the Pea. As a scientific researcher, Zhou’s father and Zhou’s mother were busy all the year round and couldn’t accompany their precious son. Zhou Qingyan has also reached the age of going to school, so she went to the Children's Welfare Institute to adopt a well-behaved and lively child who is one year younger than Zhou Qingyan, and she has the right to find a playmate for Xiao Zhou Qingyan.

Since then, there has been a younger brother in Zhou Qingyan's life, a little tail who follows wherever he goes, and since then, Zhou Qingyan has never been able to know the most typical appearance of loneliness, because as long as he looks back, Zhou Weiyue Always smiling at him behind him, whether he needs it or not, Zhou Weiyue is always there.

Xu Shi is familiar with the ups and downs after being abandoned by her biological parents. Zhou Weiyue is very obedient after being taken to Zhou's house, never making noise or making trouble. She is obviously a year younger than Zhou Qingyan, but she is very sensible and obedient.

Parents will always make up for the lack of companionship when I was a child, such as sending Zhou Qingyan strange, rare and lovely gadgets and snacks from abroad from time to time.At the beginning, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother subconsciously ignored the son's playmate who was adopted by him. After all, in the final analysis, he was not his own.But Zhou Qingyan can't, he will fold the chocolate with only one piece in half, and give the half piece to Zhou Weiyue; he will pick out the most common one among those rare things, and give the rest to Zhou Weiyue to play with.

For Zhou Qingyan at that time, Zhou Weiyue was the only pure and gentle moonlight in his towering ivory tower that was worthy of his bathing.

"Clap."

The raindrops from the eaves fell on Zhou Weiyue's umbrella, and Zhou Qingyan realized that the rain that had fallen on her half shoulder was blocked by a serious black umbrella, and the owner of the black umbrella had already walked in front of him, looking down at him. fundus.

After the age of 16, Zhou Weiyue is no longer a short little Douding due to malnutrition. He has grown to be taller than his peers, with a height of about 1.8 meters. in my mind, to this day.Now Zhou Weiyue seems to be taller than when she was seventeen or eighteen, so that Zhou Qingyan, who is barely 1.8 meters tall, has to look up a little to see him.

"Long time no see." Zhou Weiyue paused, and looked away from the beginning, "Brother."

Like a murmur or a sigh, Zhou Qingyan was stunned for a while, and then smiled and said: "Long time no see."

"Being back for a long time?" Zhou Weiyue quietly tilted the umbrella to that side during the conversation, and he asked very lightly.

Zhou Qingyan felt that his impressions seemed to be played at a slow speed under the rain. Zhou Weiyue's every move, the depth of every breath, and the speed of eyelid blinking seemed to be slowed down and magnified around him.Hearing the thumping and uncontrollably accelerating heartbeat coming from her left chest, Zhou Qingyan clenched the hand holding the lesson plan unconsciously, and subconsciously wanted to run away—just like twelve years ago .

Time seemed to have passed for a long time, but it didn't seem to be. At least Zhou Weiyue didn't think his silence was weird. Zhou Qingyan finally calmed down and shook his head at him as normal as possible: "No, I just came back yesterday. It's my first day at work today. .”

"Is your body okay?" Zhou Weiyue said "hmm", looked up at the dark clouds, and asked casually.

Zhou Qingyan smiled softly, and asked, "It's much better, how about you?"

"what?"

"Have you had a good 12 years?"

When Zhou Weiyue looked away, Zhou Qingyan mustered up the courage to look at him, but only glanced at him, one glance at his tight jaw, one glance at his slightly pursed thin lips.He still looks like he thinks about it day and night. The 12 years of separation are not without news. At first they would communicate with each other. The future separates the two places, exchanging bits and pieces of life trajectories with each other.But Zhou Qingyan was not satisfied with this, he should have been by Zhou Weiyue's side, be it high school graduation ceremony, university, postgraduate, or even social work.

They should have walked side by side and had a future with each other.

Zhou Qingyan is still in a place that Zhou Weiyue doesn't know, quietly paying attention to every bit of him, for example, Zhou Weiyue never lacks suitors around him, and Zhou Qingyan is always behind the scenes.

For example, the restaurants that Zhou Weiyue likes, the special dishes he often orders, and the tastes he likes, he has been in a foreign country, from being scalded to blisters and red marks on his hands, and later covering the recipes. .

Zhou Qingyan liked Zhou Weiyue for 13 years, which was longer than the time they separated, but it continued unabated.

Perhaps morbid, but also deeply self-aware, so Zhou Qingyan did not have the courage to confess at all, and hiding this secret emotion is half of life.

Zhou Weiyue had no way of knowing, he concealed the subtle affection in his eyes, turned his head, and looked sincerely at Zhou Qingyan's gaze that was too late to retract: "It's pretty good."

"Except for not having you, everything else is fine."

Zhou Qingyan looked at Zhou Weiyue's red eyes and was stunned.