drink moonlight alone

When Zhou Weiyue woke up, she subconsciously groped for the empty space beside her, and a chill in her palms showed that the high temperature in the second half of the night was inseparable from her, which seemed to be just his hazy illusion.After putting on the glasses and regaining clarity of vision, the discomfort of hangover swept over belatedly. Enduring the throbbing pain in his temples, he walked out of the bedroom and saw Zhou Qingyan's busy back in the open kitchen at a glance.

After the bitter summer, if it is not necessary, no one likes to wear a long-sleeved shirt, buttoned up to the top, and covered the entire neck to be restrained.The same is true for Zhou Qingyan. He is wearing an old white T-shirt today, which is not very particular at first glance. The neckline has been washed a little too much, revealing most of the fair skin on the back of his neck loosely. Underneath, the thin T-shirt faintly reveals the raised shoulder blades.

He seemed to be in a good mood, and while stirring the soup spoon, he hummed Faye Wong's "The Year in a Hurry", a little out of character, but Zhou Weiyue could still hear it.He walked over slowly, put his elbows on the bar table and supported his head, and listened for a long time, and when the chorus came to an end, he called out: "Brother."

Zhou Qingyan shook his body, turned around hesitantly, and gave Zhou Weiyue an angry look: "Why are you walking silently?"

"Take a shower. The towels and body soap are in the toilet. I also brought you a new set of clothes. Just throw the dirty ones into the laundry basket. The gray one is next to the toilet." He turned around again, leaving only Zhou Weiyue a back view, "I'm cooking bean sprouts soup to hangover soup for you, and the multigrain porridge will take a while. If you're really hungry, I can mix cold dishes to pad your stomach first."

Zhou Weiyue said "Oh", and stepped on the slippers "slapping", from near to far, and then Zhou Qingyan heard the sound of the toilet door closing.He sprinkled a pinch of salt into the bean sprouts soup, and after a sip to make sure the saltiness was just right, the electric cooker sounded a notification that the porridge was ready.I save washing too many dishes when I eat alone, and now I need to use them, only to realize that the daily dishes are not enough.Zhou Qingyan stepped on a small stool, leaned over the locker embedded in the wall, and managed to find two bowls with simple children's drawings, one was a dazed Tom cat, and the other was a thieving Jerry mouse. .At first glance, it looks like a couple's bowl, but I don't know if Zhou Weiyue will secretly think that his brother is really childlike.

But when the soup and porridge are put in, the cat and mouse will never be seen again.

Zhou Qingyan set the breakfast on the dining table, and hesitated for half a second whether to take a photo with his mobile phone. After all, this was the first time he and Zhou Weiyue sat together for breakfast after many years, and there was an inexplicable illusion that they were living together.It's too extravagant, Zhou Qingyan couldn't help thinking so.

After a while, before he had time to take out his mobile phone, Zhou Weiyue finished washing and walked out of the bedroom.He changed the shirt that had been stuffy all night, and his body smelled of the same lime-flavored body wash as Zhou Qingyan's. His slightly long hair was washed and stuck to his forehead wetly. There was a towel hanging around his neck. , couldn't wait to sit down at the dining table, "I'm hungry."

"I know." Zhou Qingyan sat opposite him, facing the direction where the light came in, "I didn't see what you guys ate last night, so I just drank."

"Sorry bro, I caused you trouble yesterday." He was really hungry, and he drank the sober soup in one gulp. He had a face-to-face meeting—but his intuition told him that it was best to pretend to ignore it.

Zhou Qingyan buried her head and drank the porridge, then lazily raised her eyelids to look at him: "Do you still remember how you bothered me?"

"Did I say something offensive? Or did I do something I shouldn't?" Zhou Weiyue put down the spoon nervously, and the glass collided with the glass to make a crisp clang.

Zhou Qing suddenly remembered what was lacking in his family.

After the curtains were lifted, the scenery outside the glass floor-to-ceiling windows could be seen at a glance. Except for the clothes pole, there was no other redundant decorations on the empty balcony.Summer is here, it's time to buy a wind chime to hang on the eaves, to accompany the rustling and verdant tree shadows.

He raised his eyes, and looked back at each other's eyes through the lenses of his glasses and Zhou Weiyue's. The latter's eyes were clear and clear, and the uneasiness of lying and concealing could not be found in his eyes.It can be seen that he is real, he has no impression of what he said and did last night, and even feels at a loss.Zhou Qingyan felt an indescribable sense of loss for a moment, stuck in his chest, maybe he should be brave last night, and gambled that Zhou Weiyue is the kind of person who speaks the truth after drinking, so it is imperative to ask him why he knew I still remember the places I have been so clearly.

But after returning to rationality, he began to worry that this was just his own wishful thinking and self-indulgence.Maybe it was just mentioned by Jian Rong?Or maybe it was said during the chat between parents?He has no way of knowing.

Secret love is a solitary lantern festival alone, and it has nothing to do with the carnival outside the curtain. Your unintentional glance is like setting fire to three thousand miles of mountains, rivers and deserts, and your casual words are like the eternal allusions in the teachings. Believer forever.Or Zhou Qingyan thinks that secret love is more like, you give me a rose casually, and I spend a long sour summer with it in my arms, even if it withers, rusts, and rots.

"No." Zhou Qingyan tilted her head, casually stirring the porridge in the bowl that she hadn't eaten a few mouthfuls of, "He just grabbed my clothes and said he wanted to sleep with me."

After saying the words, he himself couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Weiyue frowned in a daze, and asked, "Then where did you sleep last night? Did you really squeeze into the bed with me?"

"No, sleep on the sofa, I'm afraid I'll push you off the quilt in the middle of the night."

I don't know why, the moment he raised his eyes, Zhou Weiyue hastily withdrew his gaze, a cunning emotion flashed in his eyes, but it was so fleeting, so fast that Zhou Qingyan had no way of knowing whether it existed or not.

After breakfast, Zhou Weiyue offered to wash the dishes, but Zhou Qingyan turned her away with many unreasonable reasons, such as he didn't know how he was used to arranging the dishes.In fact, there is no rule of placement, it is nothing more than eating by yourself, most of them are takeaways, and in rare cases, a bowl and a pair of chopsticks are enough.So Zhou Weiyue sat cross-legged on the sofa, flipping through a seemingly brand-new travel magazine on the coffee table, but there were many marks on it for the island travel guide—Zhou Qingyan folded a small corner of each page inward went in.

During the period, a message came from the hospital about the kitten from last time. After Zhou Weiyue typed and replied, she hesitated again and again, and decided to tell Zhou Qingyan.

"elder brother."

"Why?" Zhou Qingyan's voice was muffled by the sound of rushing water.

"The cat a few days ago," he pinched the small corner on the page that was folded by Zhou Qingyan, "it's fine, it's passed the dangerous period, now it's time to wait for the leg bones to grow back on their own, about half a year later." It will be alive and kicking in a month."

The clinking of dishes and dishes in the kitchen paused for half a second before Zhou Qingyan's voice, which could not be heard emotionally, came, "That's good."

Hearing this, Zhou Weiyue closed the "Summer Travel Guide" in her hand, looked at the blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling window, broke through the thick white clouds, and met the world. A sparrow stood on the balcony railing, tilting its head, and soon And flapped its wings into the summer sky.He thought of the summer at his grandma's house, the small island surrounded by the sea looked out of the window, the sparkling sea looked like scattered ballet skirts, they each held an ice cream with "one more" written on it, and were gushed by orange-flavored wave soda The air bubbles splashed and sticky between fingers.

And when Zhou Qingyan rode him on a bicycle when he was a child, looking from behind, the hot and humid sea breeze blew the ends of his clothes and hair. His hair color was not as thick as splashed ink, but it was a little brown and mixed with a little gold. Following the messy wind and rushing into the nose, it is the smell of lime.

"Brother," Zhou Weiyue said on a whim, "Are you guys on summer vacation?"

Zhou Qingyan just finished washing the dishes and turned off the running water from the faucet. The room was suddenly so quiet that only the whirring of the air conditioner remained. He said, "Yes."

"what happened?"

"Let's go back to grandma's house together."

Zhou Qingyan heard the sound of residual water from the faucet dripping into the sink.