drink moonlight alone

When Zhou Qingyan came back to his senses, he was sitting on the co-pilot of Zhou Weiyue's SUV with a seat belt on his chest. He hadn't recovered from the cold yet. Apparently Zhou Weiyue also realized this, so he didn't drive the air conditioner. , just opened the window on the driver's side a little.

Without any barriers, the night wind rushed in, messing up the hair of the two of them.

The headlights of passing cars are very bright, and when you look up, you can still see the clouds in the mountains being gilded by the setting sun, layer upon layer, intertwined in the night before the arrival of early summer.At this time, the built-in player in Zhou Weiyue's car had changed to a different song, from a passionate and majestic rock music to a melancholy piano sound, and the hoarse male voice sang heartbreakingly:

"Now the daybleeds

Intonightfall

And you're no there

To get through it all

Ilet my guard down

And then you pulled the rug

I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved."

"I like this song," Zhou Qingyan lazily leaned his head against the car window, with a vague smile in his eyes, "What's the name of the song?"

Zhou Weiyue did not squint, the veins on the back of the hands holding the steering wheel were green, and he whispered: ""Someone you loved". "

"Past tense?"

The red light just came on, Zhou Weiyue stepped on the brakes slowly, the pedestrians in front of the zebra crossing hurriedly, each with their own stories, and occasionally rubbed shoulders, this time there was a gap, Zhou Weiyue turned her head slightly, and met Zhou Qingyan slightly With a bent smile, he asked, "What?"

Zhou Qingyan said again: "Love, add d, past tense?"

"Well, the Chinese song is called the person who once loved deeply." Zhou Weiyue blinked very slowly, one point of carelessness, nine points of deep meaning hidden, like an undercurrent surging under a clear sky and clear waves.

Zhou Qingyan's home is not far from the Buddha University, and it only takes about 10 minutes to drive to an apartment complex.Compared with the dilapidated appearance of the old houses in the surrounding area, the apartment rented by Zhou Qingyan stands in the middle, which is new and unique. Although it is not as good as the brand-new real estate that has just been built, it has complete equipment and a quiet and bright environment. Jie, there are continuous patches of gardenias and magnolias planted at the door. This time coincides with the flowering period, and the distant fragrance permeates the continuous piece.After a hasty greeting with the old man at the security guard hiding beside Fang Cong, he took the elevator to the eighth floor, Zhou Qingyan led Zhou Weiyue to turn right at the corner of the elevator door, and then walked all the way in.

Their roles seemed to be reversed in an instant.When Zhou Weiyue carried him to the animal hospital earlier, he was in front and she was not far from him.But now Zhou Weiyue is following behind him, the empty corridor is deserted, only the voices of the two people echoing one after another, Zhou Qingyan is a little annoyed for a moment that he doesn't have a pair of eyes on the back of his head, so that he can see Zhou Weiyue and What kind of expression is behind him, does his gaze fall on him after occasionally wandering?

——So he unconsciously straightened his back.

Zhou Qingyan stopped in front of the "802" house number.

The frame of the copper plaque is inlaid with a poor-quality wooden board, which is obviously old, and the brown paint on it has faded a lot, revealing the mottled and broken traces behind the numbers.He took out the key card from his pocket, but the electronic door lock was indeed different from the smooth and beautiful shell. After sensing it for the fifth time, Zhou Qingyan gradually lost his patience, and he glanced at Zhou Weiyue coyly Finally, he let out a long breath, clenched his left fist and slammed the door lock vigorously in a hurry.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Weiyue was obviously taken aback. He hurriedly took Zhou Qingyan's left hand. The knuckles of the ring finger and the little finger were slightly red, affixed to the white and well-articulated hand, inappropriately. It looks like Ling Han's first red plum blooming on the gray and black slender branches.

"It's okay." Zhou Qingyan smiled, and he stuck the door card on the electronic door lock with his right hand, which went smoothly this time. After a long mechanical "beep", the door lock opened in response, "I Do it that way often."

After entering the gate, Zhou Weiyue deeply understood what Zhou Qingyan said - this cannot be called "home".From the entrance, there are stacks of cardboard boxes in twos and threes, most of which are still firmly glued by red tape, and there are markers flying around to mark the contents inside. Only in the living room do you see a few boxes that have been unsealed , the exposed opening is enough to see the universe inside.After being attracted by the scattered things, Zhou Weiyue came back to her senses, and then belatedly began to look at the design of the whole house.

It is a very typical duplex apartment. It is a little spacious for one person, but too small for a family. From the completed decoration style, we can see the Scandinavian respect for minimalism and life. The four walls are facing away from TV dramas. The other side is made of wood, and the rest are bright white; in addition to the gray-blue woven sofa and the artistic coffee table with overlapping geometric figures, there is also a quiet floor lamp next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, facing the eggs. Stand on a chair.

"It's really messy. Be careful where you step, don't get tripped."

Zhou Qingyan casually threw the door card and keys into an aluminum basket on the low wooden cabinet next to the entrance. Out of the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see several crumpled letters stuffed inside, probably not very important utility bills or the like. Yes, Zhou Weiyue thought.

"Put your hands in cold water, or do you have ointment at home? It's better to rub it on, or it will swell up." Zhou Weiyue nodded after hearing this, but just stood there.

"There should be, but I don't know which box it's in." Zhou Qingyan said "Hey" nonchalantly, "Forget it, it's okay, it's not that delicate."

After Zhou Qingyan finished speaking, he bent down and pulled the contents of one of the cardboard boxes. The pulling made him clearly feel the hem of the clothes being pulled out from the trousers by force, and he could even feel a strange chill.Now he was completely convinced that his waist was probably exposed, but Zhou Qingyan didn't bother to take care of it, and didn't even bother to tidy it up.He said it lightly, but he did it on purpose, he knew that Zhou Weiyue's eyes had been on him all the time, or it could be said that the red palms were flowing, he seemed to be playing the role of a peacock spreading its tail to attract his lover, jerky clumsy.

I don't know how long there was silence between the two, but Zhou Weiyue suddenly moved and approached Zhou Qingyan: "What are you looking for? Do you need help?"

"Face mask."

Zhou Weiyue paused, raised eyebrows and asked anxiously: "Why don't you go to the room to rest and I'll tidy up here."

"Hey." Zhou Qingyan raised her head from the cardboard box, and cast a playful glance at Zhou Weiyue, "Don't treat me like the princess and the pea, my health is really much better, and I haven't had much illness in the past few years."

"Help me move the box with the sundries written on it to the storage room, the one with the ugly lettering."

In the end, Zhou Qingyan had no way of knowing whether the "sex seduction" he tried his best and shamelessly had any effect. After all, he didn't know whether his bony back half would be as tall as the waist of the woman Manli. Down.And he also regrets that he took the initiative to bring up matters related to his health. When Zhou Weiyue was in junior high school, Zhou Weiyue once saw Zhou Qingyan suffer from asthma because of playing with the wild cats in the school. An indescribable pimple.

——After all, his parents taught him since he was a child to watch Zhou Qingyan carefully and not make any mistakes.

Sure enough, Zhou Weiyue followed the instructions and found the cardboard box not far from her feet. It was a heavy one, and when she carried it in her hand, she burned red marks on her forearm.After Zhou Weiyue completed the task, she wandered back from the storage room to the side of Zhou Qingyan, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Jian Rong helped you pack your luggage?"

"No," Zhou Qingyan paused, then raised his head and winked at Zhou Weiyue slyly, "My roommate helped me pack it, a native ABC, and he asked me to teach him to write Chinese, so he wrote it like that. "

I don't know why, after Zhou Qingyan finished speaking, Zhou Weiyue just said "Oh" with a lack of interest, and turned around to help him move other boxes. For a while, there was no more words, only a symbol of the coming of hot summer. The summer cicada broke through the ground, clinging to the camphor tree, babbling and singing.