drink moonlight alone

The light rain in Qingqiu fell as soon as it was said, from intermittent to stretching for ten miles, until the Double Ninth Festival.

Zhou Qingyan was holding the textbook, and just after jumping a page in the PPT on the projector, he suddenly heard the low voices of the students coming from the corridor. He followed the sound and raised his head. To the root cause of the riot.Zhou Qingyan's classes are always full of seats, not only undergraduates, but also many people who choose this class because of the reputation of young and handsome professors, most of them are girls. The front seats were quite cramped.

On the contrary, the back seat was empty, and there were a few dozing students sitting in twos and threes. With their background, their waists were as tall as a young poplar, and Zhou Weiyue, Cheng Liang's eyes behind the glasses, seemed out of place.

When Xu Shi saw Zhou Qingyan's gaze cast towards him, he bent his eyes slyly, and the tear mole under his eyes rose two degrees with the pulling of his facial muscles.But no matter what, it’s not good to give him eyeballs from a distance in front of the students. Zhou Qingyan’s entanglement only lasted for half a second, and after a while he turned around again, holding the chalk on the blackboard as if nothing had happened Swipe to write.

Only he himself knows that his peripheral vision has been falling on the watch on his left wrist, watching the second hand tick, counting down the 10-minute get out of class time.

"Deputy Zhou."

When Wang Jingni collected all the investigation assignments that she gave last week, and hugged them in piles and jumped up to Zhou Qingyan, he just happened to put the computer and lesson plans into the briefcase, "Didn't I miss it?"

"I promise not!" Wang Jingni bowed to him seriously, and then turned into a gossip smile, "Recruiting Deputy Zhou, what is the relationship between you and Doctor Zhou?"

Zhou Qingyan blinked pretending to be innocent: "What does it matter?"

"Stop coming, didn't you put his number on top at the bar before!"

Zhou Qingyan obviously forgot that there is still such a stubble, Zhou Weiyue's phone number has always been his top, no matter how many times he has changed his phone, he will always stick to it. The memory is so good that it can be remembered for so long.Just when he opened his mouth and was about to ponder over some words to fool him, he saw Zhou Weiyue in his pocket and walking down slowly from the corner of his eye, the regular and orderly rumbling sound seemed to be knocking on his own heart.

Then Zhou Weiyue naturally took the briefcase from Zhou Qingyan's hand, held it in her own hand, and said to Wang Jingni: "Sorry, I have something urgent, I borrowed my brother."

"elder brother!?"

Zhou Qingyan ignored Sun Linglang, he hurriedly stepped out of the classroom door with Zhou Weiyue, shoulder to shoulder.

As expected, the expressway in the evening rush hour was blocked by a long queue of vehicles. After a while, we moved forward for less than half a meter. The foggy rain hit the windshield, illuminating the rear lights of the vehicle in front. Dazzling like mottled neon, the street lamps on both sides of the road are unbelievably dim, a kind of gray and desolate yellow, which makes people think of a foggy glass in a winter night.

The air conditioner was blowing a little cold, but Zhou Qingyan was afraid that Zhou Weiyue would start nagging with worry, so she quietly closed the place where the coat was open, "Why did you come to Buddha University suddenly? I was shocked."

"Well, there's something wrong." Zhou Weiyue replied vaguely, evading the seriousness and lightening the matter. He clearly looked straight ahead, but he still raised his hand to increase the temperature of the air conditioner, and the fan blades were low-pressure, so that the air was no longer directed towards the co-pilot.

A long time later, Zhou Qingyan learned from Sun Linglang that Zhou Weiyue did not come to school simply to pick her up, but she did not know where she learned about the person who spread the rumor that she had an affair with a student. Who it is, and the leader who made things difficult for him, he is speaking reason.

Zhou Qingyan herself had completely forgotten about this incident, but she never thought that Zhou Weiyue had always regarded this incident as his grievance, and kept it in her heart, ready to settle the score at any time.As for how and what to say, only Zhou Weiyue knows.But later, the student came to apologize tremblingly to himself in shame and indignation, and gained tolerance and concern that the leader had never had before, that's another story.

At that time, Zhou Qingyan didn't know anything, just because Zhou Weiyue didn't say anything, naturally he had his reasons, Zhou Qingyan respected him, so he didn't ask any more questions, just raised his hand, and clicked on the music player.It is the song "Sunny Day" that carried out Zhou Qingyan's entire turbulent crush time. The guitar sound instantly flowed in the small enclosed space, melodious and tired, mixed with a clear but affectionate singing voice——

"How long will it take for me to be by your side

Maybe I'll be better when it's sunny

Someone once loved you for a long time

But the wind is gradually blowing the distance so far

It's hard to love one more day

But at the end of the story, you seem to have said..."

The song ends abruptly here.The aftertaste has not dissipated, and Zhou Qingyan has even picked up the unfinished lyrics in his heart. He raised his eyelids in a daze, followed Zhou Weiyue's fingertips in front of the player, walked up, and traced his eyes with his eyes. profile.

Zhou Weiyue looked sideways at Zhou Qingyan, hesitatingly said: "Brother, you seem to like this song very much."

Zhou Qingyan tilted her head, said "hmm" in doubt, and asked why.

"Didn't you always use this song as your phone ringtone in high school?"

"Isn't this..." Zhou Qingyan turned her head away from Zhou Weiyue's straightforward and probing eyes, "I think the singing is quite pertinent."

There is a saying that you don't know the meaning of the song when you first hear it, but you are already in the song when you hear it again.I have been in love for too long. In the end, the meaning of this song to me is only the existence of witnessing the painful time. When I graduated from university, I changed my mobile phone, and Zhou Qingyan never played this song again. After downloading it, I have been using the rigid default mobile phone ring until now.

On the contrary, Zhou Weiyue seems to be using this song as a ringtone to this day.

Zhou Qingyan squinted her eyes in amusement and asked, "It's you, isn't this your current cell phone ringtone?"

Zhou Weiyue laughed in a low voice, but didn't answer Zhou Qingyan's question right away, but pressed the player again, and the music inside had already been replaced by an English song unfamiliar to Zhou Qingyan.The traffic began to move forward from slow to steady. Zhou Weiyue swayed the steering wheel with one hand, and poked around with the other. After touching the back of Zhou Qingyan's cool hand, she immediately clenched it tightly.

Then Zhou Qingyan heard Zhou Weiyue's voice sinking into his cochlea, "Because I also think that the lyrics are very pertinent."

It was already 08:30 when I returned to Zhou Qingyan's house, the house was in a mess, and the aisle was full of large and small cardboard boxes living against the wall, barely leaving a small gap for walking.This scene was dazzlingly familiar, and it took me a while to remember that it was the scene when Zhou Wei visited his home for the first time and helped tidy up things when the two met again a few months ago.

But that time I took the contents out of the carton, this time I put them back one by one.

Regarding cohabitation, although it was brought up by herself, Zhou Qingyan still has no real feeling.Grandma's death seemed to plant a seed of uneasiness in his heart. He was afraid that one day the two of them would be together, and they would no longer be able to hold hands or kiss. The most important thing is to grasp the present moment.Surprisingly, Zhou Weiyue did not comment on this, but only told Zhou Qingyan not to return the house, and if they quarreled someday, he would have to find a place to kneel down and beg for forgiveness.

Zhou Qingyan laughed and called him stupid after hearing the words.

"Brother." Zhou Weiyue came out of his storage room holding a heavy cardboard box, choked on the dust, and sneezed loudly, "Do you need to take this apart for inspection?"

Zhou Qingyan thought for a moment, then nodded, "Take it apart, I forgot what was inside."

Zhou Weiyue said "Oh" and said yes, took a utility knife and neatly cut open the sealed tape on top, and then took it out to check one by one in an orderly manner.The two photo albums are the graduation commemorative magazines of junior high school and high school, which are as thick as bricks and tiles; a dark blue tie, Zhou Weiyue thought about it, seems to be worn by Zhou Qingyan when he was a cadre in the second year of high school. An unremarkable ballpoint pen, dusty, and the tip of the pen froze and couldn't write ink.

In addition, there is only one old mobile phone left in the carton. The model is Huawei D8, a popular model in 2015.

Zhou Weiyue didn't mean to pry into Zhou Qingyan's privacy, but at that time Zhou Qingyan was leaning against the door and ordering takeaway with his back to him. After thinking about it, he still couldn't help himself, and tentatively pressed the power button for a long time.I didn't plan to do it overnight, but unexpectedly the screen lit up unexpectedly, and after a pause for a while, it entered the standby screen.Zhou Qingyan didn't set a password for this phone, so that Zhou Weiyue opened it with a swipe. The photo album inside was nothing special. There were a few photos taken when he first arrived in California. At that time, social platforms were not yet popular. Zhou Qingyan Naturally there is no download.

Zhou Weiyue looked at the album for a while, paused with her fingers, and accidentally clicked into the message.

Unexpectedly, it was full of hundreds of messages with red exclamation marks next to failed delivery, and the recipient numbers were exactly the same.Without even thinking about it, he realized in an instant that it was the number he had been using before.Opening the pages one by one, the passage of time seems to be very slow, and each word is like a dusty pearl, blurred.

--Happy Graduation!Sorry for my absence at such an important time.

——I am not a good brother, I like you, like a lover.

——There was an earthquake, and Ai Rui asked me who I would say goodbye to if I was going to die in the next moment.I don't want to say goodbye to you, I want to tell you that I like you better than yesterday and worse than the Ming Dynasty.

——I heard Jian Rong say that you are a virgin girlfriend, and you are very beautiful. I am a little sad, but I still hope you are happy.

The last email was sent on Christmas Eve, December 2017, 12. Zhou Qingyan said that the two places of lovesickness and the same snowfall can be counted as a lifetime together.