secret galaxy

After [-] o'clock in the morning, the outside of the examination room was already filled with water, hundreds of candidates gathered at the school gate, waiting for the security guard to release them.

Duan Xinghe looked around, no family members followed him, he shoved Liang Qian's arm in embarrassment: "You go back."

Liang Qian refused to leave first, and took a deep breath pretendingly: "It's been a long time since I took the exam, let me feel the atmosphere."

Duan Xinghe couldn't help but let him go, anyway, Liang Qian didn't wear a suit today, he looked like a college student.

After a while, the crowd was surging, and candidates began to enter the venue one after another. Liang Qian confirmed to Duan Xinghe again: "Have you brought all your things?"

"Ah."

"Then go," Liang Qian hugged him with one hand, like what friends would do, "Come on, I'll be waiting for you under this tree at noon."

"Okay." Duan Xinghe pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and joined the army of the exam.

In just a few minutes, the school gate was deserted again. Liang Qian stood where he was, looking at the gray sky, feeling a little lost.

He went back to the hotel, picked up his phone and looked through the unread messages. Most of them were birthday wishes. Some gave him red envelopes, and some asked him to give him red envelopes.

He chatted with his friends one after another, glanced at the number in the upper right corner of the screen from time to time, and thought anxiously, how time passed so slowly.

The objective questions of the law test were divided into two sessions. The morning session ended at [-]:[-]. After watching an old movie absent-mindedly, it finally reached [-]:[-].Liang Qian opened the delivery software to order lunch, then picked up his room card, and waited for Duan Xinghe at the school gate.

Candidates flocked out, excited, frustrated, silent, and a combination of them. One girl even cried and her eyes were swollen. I don't know what happened.

Liang Qian looked around, locked Duan Xinghe in the bustling crowd, and raised his arm as a signal.

Duan Xinghe also saw him and smiled slightly.

"Is it difficult?" Liang Qian rushed against the flow of people and squeezed in front of him.

"It's okay." Duan Xinghe said.

Hearing these two words, Liang Qian's beating heart immediately calmed down. He remembered that in high school, whenever a classmate asked Duan Xinghe how he was doing in the exam, he would answer the same way, "It's okay."

Fortunately, that means no problem.

"Let's go, go back to eat, and then sleep for a while." Liang Qian smiled and took his hand. As soon as his fingertips touched his fingertips, he suddenly realized that there were other candidates around him, so he hesitated.At the moment of his hesitation, Duan Xinghe took the initiative to move closer and held his finger.

Liang Qian raised his eyebrows in surprise, but Duan Xinghe looked normal, as if what he did was a perfectly natural thing.

The hotel is more than 300 meters away from the examination room. When I walked downstairs, the takeaway happened to be delivered.After a simple meal, Duan Xinghe opened the book to review the afternoon subjects. Liang Qian watched him closely, reminding him with the time: "It's almost time, hurry up and take a nap."

"I'm not sleepy," Duan Xinghe protested dissatisfied, his voice was soft and waxy, as if he was acting like a baby.

Liang Qian forced Duan Xinghe to bed and rested like a tyrant: "There are still three hours in the afternoon."

Duan Xinghe couldn't hold him back, so he had no choice but to take off his coat, climb onto the bed and lie down.He closed his eyes and fell asleep, his skin was shiny and shiny under the sun, his black eyelashes fluttered restlessly, and his breath was light and long.

Liang Qian sat next to him and read an article on lawyer practice on the official account. He only glanced at Duan Xinghe and couldn't look away.

"Sleep well." He noticed Duan Xinghe's little movements, and covered his eyes with his hands.

At forty one, Liang Qian woke up Duan Xinghe and sent him to the examination room.

The afternoon seemed to pass much faster. He was no longer as anxious as he was in the morning. He helped the client change a contract and answered a few emails. Before he knew it, the sun set in the west.

Liang Qian waited under the street tree that was not in good spirits as usual.The bell rang, and the examinees came out in a file. Most of them were relaxed, their steps were brisk, and their voices were louder than at noon.Regardless of the future outcome, the mood at this moment is a sense of relief.

He received Duan Xinghe, went to the parking lot to pick up the car together, got on the road, and asked him: "Celebrate?"

Duan Xinghe thought for a while: "Let's go home."

In fact, Liang Qian had already booked a restaurant and planned to take him to the movies, but Duan Xinghe was a little tired, so he had no choice but to abandon the original plan and go back home.

I'm still a bit disappointed, after all, it's his birthday, and it's not happy enough to pass it so unremarkably.

At the door of the house, Duan Xinghe took a step back and said, "Open the door, I forgot to bring the key."

"You forgot?" Liang Qian was surprised, "It seems that I am really tired today."

He used his own key to turn the door lock, and just as he pushed it, there was a sudden "bang" in his ear, and then a large piece of colorful and shiny things fell on his shoulder.

"Surprise!" Fang Siman held up the fountain and shouted: "Brother Liang Qian! Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday." The few people standing behind obviously hadn't rehearsed, and the blessings were uneven.

Liang Qian was surprised and moved: "Why are you here?"

Yao Xuyun took the opportunity to hurt him: "It's for your big kid's birthday."

Liang Qian turned his head to look at Duan Xinghe, saw that he had a smile on his face, without any sign of surprise, immediately understood the cause and effect, and asked in a low voice, "You arranged it?"

"Let's go into the house and talk," Yao Nandong returned the house key to Duan Xinghe, winking with a smile.

The apartment was cleaned and warmly furnished, and a cake, estimated to be ten inches long, was neatly placed on the dining table.

Among the few people, Duan Xiaoyou stood the farthest. The trip to Sanya made her a little tanned, and she became more energetic. Unlike before, her eyes were always empty and misty.

Liang Qian didn't expect her to come at all, so he hurried forward to say hello: "Xiaoyou, you're so beautiful again."

Duan Xiaoyou pursed her bright red lips, still not used to such compliments, Fang Siman next to her bluffed and asked, "What about me?"

"You," Liang Qian pointed at her chin, "you have a pimple."

Fang Siman slapped his claws away angrily, and ran to Yao Nandong's side: "Godmother, let's eat cake."

On the other side of the living room, Liang Yanjie, who was wearing casual clothes, was personable, elegant and amiable. He was asking Duan Xinghe about the exam situation. Duan Xinghe replied conservatively: "It's okay, I don't know if I can pass it."

Liang Yanjie smiled brightly: "It's okay, even if it's just next year."

After turning off the lights and closing the curtains, the room became dark. Yao Nandong unwrapped the cake, and Fang Siman put candles on it. There were two crooked numbers: 27.

Liang Qian hadn't celebrated his birthday with such a big fanfare for many years, and he was very embarrassed: "You are too formalistic."

Yao Xuyun took out a lighter and lit a candle, and everyone gathered around. The light from the small flame turned people's faces into a warm yellow.

"Don't sing me a birthday song." Liang Qian was embarrassed enough.

"I'm going to sing for you." Fang Siman clapped and looked around, but no one was with her, so she clapped a few times indiscriminately, and sang the last line: "Happy birthday to you! "

"Thank you." Liang Qian pinched the little girl's face.

Fang Siman said excitedly: "Quickly make a wish and blow out the candles!"

Liang Qian refused: "No, just eat it."

Fang Siman pouted: "Well!"

"That's fine." Liang Qian didn't close his eyes, looked at the people in the room one by one, his eyes stayed on Duan Xinghe's face for a while, and quickly recited two wishes silently.

Firstly, I hope my family members are safe and healthy, and secondly, I hope to grow old together with Duan Xinghe.

"Manman, help me blow."

Fang Siman blew out the candle with a "huh" and cheered. The sound effect of one person is as good as ten.

Liang Qian shared the cake with everyone, specially put heart-shaped chocolates on Duan Xinghe's plate, as if offering a treasure: "Here, I give you my heart."

Fang Siman had been sizing them up secretly for a long time, her eyes were straightened when she saw this scene, she covered her mouth and smirked.

"What gifts are you giving me?" Liang Qian first asked Yao Nandong, "Mom?"

"I made some dishes for you." Yao Nandong pointed to the thermal box on the dining table.

Liang Qian pretended to be disgusted: "Why don't you give out red envelopes?"

Liang Yanjie was fooled every time, and scolded: "I only think about money all day!"

Liang Qian winked and asked, "Then what did you give me?"

Liang Yanjie smiled, then straightened his face again: "I'll give myself two boxes of antihypertensive medicine."

"That's too underestimating me," Liang Qian added fuel to the fire, "I should buy an extra set of ten or eight boxes."

"I'm giving you fireworks!" Before he could ask, Fang Siman confessed, with a pitiful expression of "I really have no money".

"Okay, forgive you." Liang Qian looked at the last two people, but he didn't dare to put his hand in front of Duan Xiaoyou, so he could only ask Yao Xuyun with a smile, "Where is my dear aunt?"

Yao Xuyun pouted his lips, motioning Liang Qian to look at the big cardboard box on the living balcony.

washing machine?While wondering, Yao Xuyun said, "It's foosball."

What kind of thing is this from the last century... The rant came to his lips, and he heard Yao Xuyun add, "Xiaoyou picked it."

"Really?" Liang Qian immediately turned his anger into joy, and greeted him with a smile, "What a coincidence, I'm just about to buy one."

Even Duan Xinghe couldn't stand the exaggerated performance.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room and chatted.Duan Xinghe hasn't seen Duan Xiaoyou for a long time, the siblings gathered together to talk.In order to show his love for foosball, Liang Qian stood on the balcony and fiddled with it.

Yao Xuyun approached quietly, pulled Liang Qian's arm to adjust the position: "Hold me a little bit." Then he took out an electronic cigarette from the inner pocket of his coat, took a deep breath, and exhaled the smoke intoxicated.

"As for you." Liang Qian wanted to laugh a little, and said inscrutablely: "Sister, you have changed."

Yao Xuyun relieved his greed, reluctantly put away the e-cigarette, and said disapprovingly, "Who doesn't change?"

Makes sense.Liang Qian nodded and asked, "How is Xiaoyou doing at your place?"

Yao Xuyun smiled slightly: "Hypocritical, you wish she could live with me for the rest of her life."

Liang Qian called out his grievances: "Why, when you leave next year, we will definitely bring her back to live in."

Yao Xuyun is a wanderer by nature and doesn't like stability. He travels outside for several months a year, except for going back to Yuzhou to reunite with his relatives every autumn and winter. The rest of the time is on the road, traveling all over the world.Once she leaves, Duan Xiaoyuan must come back to live here.

"It's good to have more people in the house, and the air is warm." Yao Xuyun suddenly felt emotional.

Liang Qian persuaded: "Then you might as well stay in Yuzhou, Yuzhou is suitable for retirement."

"I'm not old yet, am I?" Yao Xuyun glared at him, thought of something, and smiled in relief.She looked over Liang Qian to Duan Xiaoyou in the living room, her eyes full of love.

Liang Qian remembered that Yao Xuyun once told him a very literary passage when she was young, to the effect that she hoped that her life would be a boat without sails and oars, drifting and mooring at will on the boundless sea.She was fascinated by the sense of uncertainty and directionlessness that made her realize her shallowness and sparked a love of life.

Now that more than ten years have passed, Liang Qian is not sure whether her views have changed. Of course, Yao Xuyun may not understand it himself.

The tea was cold, and Duan Xinghe was going to make it again, but Yao Nandong stopped him: "Don't be busy Xinghe, it's nine o'clock, we should go back."

She got up together, and the others stopped staying and walked out the door one after another.Liang Qian sent them downstairs and teased each of them a few words.When parting, Liang Yanjie told him: "Go home and have a look if you have time, your mother misses you."

"I know," Liang Qian smiled, "Don't you miss it?"

"Seeing you during the day is enough for me!" Liang Yanjie couldn't speak soft words, but his eyes were very kind.

Liang Qian watched the car drive away and took the elevator back to the 11th floor.

Duan Xinghe was packing teacups and fruit peels in the living room, when he was suddenly hugged by him, unable to move, he struggled slightly: "I'll wipe the table."

"Wipe it." Liang Qian smelled a fragrant smell, but he couldn't tell where it came from. It was as intoxicating as wine.He entangled Duan Xinghe, seeing the delicate and moist skin on the side of his neck, he couldn't help but took a bite, without using any force, leaving only a shallow mark.

Duan Xinghe curled up his neck, probably feeling itchy, and laughed softly.

Liang Qiante poked out his hips like a hooligan: "What gift did you give me?"

Duan Xinghe dodged forward: "I'll tell you after wiping the table."

Liang Qian let go of him, bent down to pick up the rag, and fiddled with him: "Okay."

His attitude towards work was not serious, and he should have been severely criticized, but Duan Xinghe was a leader who indulged his employees. Not only did he not let Liang Qian go back to work, but he obediently handed over gifts.

An 8K sketchbook, the cover is old and yellowed, the corners are slightly warped, ordinary and extraordinary.Liang Qian held it in his hand, suddenly a little timid, and paused for a while before opening it.

The sidewalk, the big banyan tree, the concrete basketball court, the scenes in the painting gradually overlap with the vague memory.There are five people on the court, most of them are scribbled in outline, only the one in the middle is tall, with delicate brushstrokes, and the tense calf muscles show vigorous strength. Every strand of hair is carefully drawn, and the proportion of the characters is clearly in line with the surrounding scenes Out of balance, the art teacher would beat the table when he saw it.

"Is this me?" Liang Qian pointed at the boy who was jumping and shooting, unable to tell what it was like in his heart.

"Ah."

"This number 24, Wen Weizhe?" Liang Qian couldn't help laughing when he saw the figure with a few strokes next to him: "Supporting roles really don't deserve to have five senses."

There is a signature in the lower right corner of the screen, 2009.6.29, neatly written, with a bit of childishness.Liang Qian was stunned for a moment, his fingers were a little stiff when he turned the page.The next picture, from the same perspective, still shows sidewalks and basketball courts, but there is no one there.

Duan Xinghe said: "That summer vacation, my mother bought some keychains, earphones, etc., and asked me to set up a stall nearby to sell them. I have nothing to do, so I just draw."

The basketball court on Fengming Road is old and dilapidated, and there are several holes on the fence. Not many students go there to play. Liang Qian flipped through his sketchbook and found a total of forty pictures. Occasionally there were people in the pictures, but most of the time they were empty and empty. lonely.Duan Xinghe sometimes draws a stretching cat on the playground, or adds an overturned trash can on the sidewalk. Another day, it should have been raining heavily, and there was a big snail in the lower right corner.

Liang Qian closed the sketchbook and looked at Duan Xinghe under the light. The light was so strong that it made eyes hurt.

It seemed that he should say something, such as thank you, but the words were stuck in his throat, he cleared his throat a little, and immediately scattered and fled.

"Only the first one is for you," Duan Xinghe said seriously, "the rest are mine."

"Stingy ghost," Liang Qian smiled, for his kindness, and for this precious heart.He put down the sketchbook, squeezed Duan Xinghe's chin and kissed him, with a sharp and fierce momentum, the tip of his tongue broke through the defense line of his teeth, constantly aggressing in the warm mouth.

They separated after a few minutes, their lips were moist and shiny, Liang Qian pinched Duan Xinghe's waist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Actually, I also prepared a gift for you."

He brought Duan Xinghe into the bedroom, and took out a folded light blue dress from the closet.Duan Xinghe was confused, felt that the fabric was somewhat familiar, shook it off, and blushed suddenly.

"How about it, does it fit? Your pajamas have been washed, and you will wear this tonight." Liang Qian smiled slyly, very satisfied with Duan Xinghe's reaction.

"You—" Duan Xinghe clutched the short-sleeved top of Yuzhou Middle School, his ears bleeding from embarrassment, "Where did you find it?"

"Don't worry about it, anyway, I've washed it and I'm fully prepared." Liang Qian walked to a place very close to Duan Xinghe, hooked his clothes frivolously, and slowly lifted them up, "It's my birthday today, you have to listen to me Bar."

Duan Xinghe was like a rabbit that fell into a trap, retreating steadily under Liang Qian's smell, voice, and touch, he hesitated and asked, why do you have such a habit.

"It's a long story." Liang Qian rested his fingers on Duan Xinghe's chest, squeezed it deftly, and said with a smile: "Only wear this, don't forget."