drink moonlight alone

When we were in the tea house, gray clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, as if a heavy rain was secretly brewing, so Zhou Qingyan took Zhou Weiyue and sat inside for a while, planning to wait for the rain to come down, or to wait for the rain to stop. Another pot of tea was refilled, and a plate of small and delicate pastries.After chatting idly for a while without any topics, meaningless homely gossip, I waited for a long time, but before the rain fell on the earth, the dark clouds were like the dawn, and the silk and satin of the sun broke through the gaps in the clouds, and the summer was restored. The day was sunny and hot.

"How do you tell me to explain to grandma?"

When walking back, the two tacitly did not get on the bicycle, but each held a bicycle handle, and walked slowly on the sidewalk side by side - one of them was grandma's bicycle, Dai Lan, from Zhou Qing Yan rode from a young age to an old age, and the gears and pedals were all rusty and useless.

Zhou Weiyue thought about it seriously, looked sideways and said, "Tell me the truth."

"That's right." Zhou Qingyan smiled lazily and shrugged when she heard the words, "Anyway, there is nothing to say, but there is no fate or fate. Guess what grandma will say when she hears it?"

"what?"

"That little girl has bad eyesight, the next one will be better." Zhou Qingyan coughed twice, pinched her throat pretentiously, and imitated grandma's voice sharply.

At the end of the sentence, both of them shrugged and laughed at the exaggerated tone and the words that really seemed like grandma would say.

"It's really like something grandma would say."

Zhou Qingyan moved his gaze away, and said without squinting: "You are not afraid that grandma will target you."

"Then I'll tell her that I have someone I like."

Zhou Weiyue finished speaking, and pushed the bicycle forward for half a step before realizing that Zhou Qingyan was no longer beside him. He stopped and turned around, and Zhou Qingyan was left behind by him not far away, holding on to the handlebar of the bicycle , Xia Feng kindly blew his bangs upside down, hiding his locks in front of his eyes, so that his emotions were blurred.

Zhou Qingyan couldn't figure it out for a while, but what he felt in his heart when he heard Zhou Weiyue uttered such a sentence.He heard the rumbling sound of his staggering steps, the aorta of his heart seemed to be pulled by the palms of nothingness, sending dense pain to his limbs and bones in an instant.It was as if someone had restrained his throat, making him inexplicably feel like he was drowning on land, and his breathing fluctuated.

Zhou Weiyue has someone she likes.This cognition circled repeatedly in his mind, lingering for a long time.

"elder brother?"

When Zhou Weiyue called out, Zhou Qingyan raised her head when she heard the words, and looked at Weiyue last week full of doubts and worries, but she couldn't say a word of complaint-after all, who would not have someone he likes, let alone Still such a superior and beautiful person like him.Zhou Qingyan shook her head apologetically and gave an inexplicable smile, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there's a stone in my shoe."

"Did you hurt your foot?" Zhou Weiyue asked back.

"No, how can it be, it's just as big as sand."

Zhou Weiyue said "oh" in a low voice, and didn't say anything else.

After a long silence, I passed by a camphor tree, and the cicadas were singing loudly. It perched on the tree trunk and fluttered its wings for a while, and then it became quiet and did not move. It fell like being peeled off from the tree, and fell into the grass soil. without a trace.As far as Yu Chan is concerned, he has been lurking in the dark underground for decades, and the few weeks when he emerged from the ground is the best and most splendid life in his life.It has seen the sunshine, the summer wind and drizzle, and it was born, lived, and died in the warmest day of the year.

It is different from my buried secret love, so perhaps, there will never be a day when I will see the light of day again.Zhou Qingyan thought.

"So who is the person you like?" Zhou Qingyan put on a calm smile and asked slyly.

Zhou Weiyue asked in amazement, "What?"

"Didn't you say you have someone you like?"

He blinked in confusion before realizing it, and then smiled: "Yes, I like you the most."

The speaker may be unintentional, but the listener may not be unintentional.This time it was Zhou Qingyan's turn to be stunned, he tripped over his feet as if he didn't know where to place his hands and feet, and staggered a bit.After stabilizing, he patted Zhou Weiyue's hand that was reaching to his side to support him, and wrinkled his nose at him, "Just fool me."

"I didn't." Zhou Weiyue innocently raised her hands, pretending to surrender, "I'm telling the truth."

"Go, go, go."

"Brother, you don't believe me."

"Trust letter."

"It's so perfunctory." Zhou Weiyue shrugged and grinned. Finally, she put on a serious face and asked, "Brother, why don't we hurry back?"

Zhou Qingyan gave a suspicious "hmm" and said, "Don't rush, grandma might arrange an expedited blind date for me when I go back now."

"Then let's go somewhere."

The seawater was up to the ankles and wet the trousers. When the waves came rolling in with white foam, Zhou Qingyan was caught off guard and backed away in shock.Zhou Weiyue laughed softly when she heard the words, walked over with big strides, grabbed Zhou Qingyan's wrist, and pulled him down to the place where the sea rose, "It's okay, the water here is shallow."

Just below the depth of the ankles, the gravel that touched the soles of the feet was a little tingly and numb. Zhou Qingyan was pulled in by Zhou Weiyue and walked a little further. When the water level reached the calf, the feet were gentle and soft The fine sand has been pushed by waves to form traces like silk threads.The salty sea breeze envelops the smell of thick smoke from fishing boats in the distance, and the sea branch is hidden under the sea level at half-recession, stretching out a winding path, ending at a lonely island in the middle of the sea.

"I haven't been to the beach for a long time." Zhou Qingyan took a panoramic view of the sparkling waves, looked back at Zhou Weiyue with clear eyes and said.

Zhou Weiyue asked, "Have you never been to California?"

"No." Zhou Qingyan shook her head, and slowly moved her gaze away. She didn't know if she didn't care, so she didn't break free from the wrist that Zhou Weiyue had been holding all the time. Seagull, and there was no leisure at that time."

"I thought that most of the time in foreign countries was a life of luxury and money."

"You think too much, although I have, but I don't catch a cold." Zhou Qingyan shrugged and snorted noncommittally.

This is the first time he took the initiative to talk about the absence time with Zhou Weiyue after a long absence. In fact, in the final analysis, it was not as dark as he imagined. Getting up and studying with jet lag all the time, and the occasional social interaction is just an appointment that my roommate half pushed me to go to, which is very boring, and in Zhou Qingyan's own eyes, there is no capital worth talking about.

He thinks that the past 12 years are very boring, and it cannot be called life, it is just living.After leaving Zhou Weiyue, his life was like being pressed the pause button, staying at the age of 19, using countless books to bury his cranky thinking, and stifling the yearning that was always uncontrollable.The cruel thing is that the love did not stop because of this, but was full of vitality, taking root day after day in the dark corner.It is unbroken, just like Proteus standing calmly under the shadow of spring clouds, forcing you to look directly at it, admit it, accept it, and then break through the sea of ​​people and the world to embrace it.

The sound of the waves drumming in the wind buried Zhou Weiyue's sigh, but it was so close that Zhou Qing's eaves could be heard clearly.His heart skipped a beat, and he hastily raised his eyelids to spy on his expression.

"I come here to see the sea every year when I come back to visit grandma." Zhou Weiyue still had a faint smile, the corners of his mouth sunken into his cheeks, and two small folds were formed. He looked far away, not knowing what he was looking at, "The Pacific Ocean is ahead, and the Pacific Ocean is further ahead, just facing California."

Zhou Qing suddenly felt that the palm of his wrist tightened a little, and it was boiling hot, with a thin sweat, melting into the veins along the texture.