what is it like

The author has something to say: I received a temporary notice to go to other places, and the stupid author is going to go out of town... In the afternoon, I was busy printing materials and looking for departments. !

My daily update, the little angel is waiting for me 〒▽〒...

Are you destined not to let me abuse you?It is destined to be like this. I plan to finish writing the abuse part as soon as I come back from other places. When the time comes, I will read it in one breath and go straight to the place where it gets warmer. The time when the stupid author will appear again is expected to be around next Tuesday. I'm going to pack my things, the car in the early morning tonight... I love you guys, okay~

The days in college passed quickly, and when Xu Yi was able to use the scalpel proficiently, Mo Heng also put on some thick glasses.

The glasses were accompanied by Xu Yi. The full-frame frames and oval lenses, according to Shen Yihang, wearing glasses is more like a dress/crown/bird/beast. Although Xu Yi didn’t say it, Xu Yi But silently agreed.

Mo Heng graduated in June of the new year, and has decided to continue his studies. His tutor is very optimistic about him. He took him to take a few private jobs before, and now he can let Mo Heng do it alone with complete confidence.

Xu Yi's medical undergraduate course lasted for five years, and he had to go to the hospital for an internship in the last year. He was extremely busy, and the weekends when he finally had free time were especially precious.

In the past four years, temperament and appearance have changed, but the heart has not changed. Xu Yi has become more stable, but sometimes he still shows a detached temperament in front of Mo Heng.

The playground is already lit up, the merry-go-round in the distance, and the Ferris wheel under the night.

"Why did you bring me to the playground?" Xu Yi asked, turning his head sideways, with a joyful expression on his face, everyone would be shocked in front of the beautiful scenery, and the night light show of the newly opened playground in Beijing is fascinating.

"The last time I passed by here after finishing work in the research institute, it looks beautiful from a distance, so I want to bring you here." Mo Heng put his hands in his pockets, and the broken hair on his forehead was disturbed by the wind.

In late autumn in the capital, the temperature has already brought a little bit of coolness, and the playground, which covers a large area, seems a bit empty after the number of people decreases at night.

For the rooms on both sides of the road, a long roof of windmills is paved along this path on a high place. Small windmills are blown in the night wind, and the lights are reflected on the reflective windmills. On colored paper, it looks quite gorgeous.

Xu Yi smiled happily, and took the initiative to hold Mo Heng's hand, "I still remember the handicraft class in elementary school, the teacher taught us to make a windmill, a piece of square paper, cut to the predetermined position along the drawn line, and then use Thumbtacks fasten the four corners. At that time, what you made was the most beautiful, and the white paper was painted with colors by you, making it both detailed and strong..."

Xu Yi spoke slowly, with a gentle expression on his face, leading Mo Heng towards some distant memories.

That summer, Xu Yi was obsessed with all kinds of handicrafts, paper airplanes, boats, and cars, but he folded them crookedly by himself, and was quite frustrated. At that time, Mo Heng would take out the ones he had made and hand them to him. .

It seems that as long as he wants, Mo Heng can always put the best in front of him, every time it is just right.

Thinking about it now, how to do it just right has nothing to do with luck. When you start to put a person in your heart and pay attention to every bit of him silently, after a long time, it becomes a habit, like a conditioned reflex generally.

"How about going on the Ferris wheel?" Xu Yi asked with a smile on his face.

Mo Heng didn't speak, he held Xu Yi's hand tightly and walked forward, feeling the warmth in his palm.

The lights at night bring a calming color. Walking on the illuminated road, step by step, move forward slowly, turn around the small bend, and the Ferris wheel in the distance changes different angles according to the orientation of the two, covering the The light that came down dyed the Ferris wheel orange, like the warm sunshine in winter.

The wooden bridge across the river has a different feeling from the road paved with concrete and pebbles. The sound of walking on it is like a heartbeat.

The two of them tacitly did not speak all the way, just holding each other's hand was enough to feel the warmth.

The ticket checker was a young man, and he was not surprised to see Xu Yi and Mo Heng holding hands. No matter what kind of person they are, they have the right to happiness. They nodded and smiled, wishing silently in their hearts. Waiting here, I also hope to be able to watch happiness and witness happiness.

The slowly rising posture is like the heartbeat, clearly feeling the state of every moment, heartbeat, breathing, and with the flickering lights, every inch of the face, the corners of the lips, and the tip of the eyebrows are meticulously depicted.

The beautiful legend symbolized by the Ferris wheel, each small box carries happiness, overlooking the entire city from the highest point, everything is in the eyes, it is very close to the starry sky, will there really be an angel descending?

The kiss you put on my lips expresses our common desire.