Same polarity does not repel

That night, it snowed all night.

Bailong was sitting alone at his desk at home drawing pictures, the snow on the street outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, the white snowflakes were almost covering the ground.If the snow keeps falling until tomorrow, there will probably be a thick white carpet.

"Christmas is coming." Bai Long said to himself, he lowered his head and sketched a Christmas tree on the electronic drawing board, then deleted it, drew another reindeer sleigh, and deleted it again.

Christmas is not something that everyone pays attention to in China. Merchants may take the opportunity to promote a wave of promotions, and couples may take the opportunity to spread a handful of dog food, but in the hearts of the general public, it really does not weigh a few or two.

However, unlike Bailong, he has feelings for Christmas, a longing from memories.

After graduating from the private school, Bailong went to study abroad in the West. In order to improve his art skills, he almost traveled all over Europe.During those days, no matter which country or city he lived in, as long as Christmas came every year, he was the loneliest time.

Chinese people value the Lunar New Year as much as Westerners value Christmas, or even more.During that whole month, everything he heard, saw, and felt was warm and joyful, and the people around Bailong couldn't wait to share this joy with him who came from the far east.

Bailong always readily accepts that enthusiasm.Still, he felt alone, because in his heart, these reunions and laughter belonged to others, and he was just a bystander.

Until today, many years later, whenever there is heavy snow in December, Bailong will still think of such a festival worth celebrating.He will miss the joyful atmosphere in Europe, and occasionally long for a Christmas of his own.

"Next Saturday is the 24th, find a friend to accompany me." Bai Long gestured on the desk calendar with a pen, "Oh no, my aunt invited me to Nancheng to attend a seminar..."

Speaking of which, Bailong can also be regarded as a rich second generation. Usually, a young man like him should have a group of dude friends, who are called brothers and sisters.

However, maybe because of personality, or maybe because of work, there is no such existence around Bailong.

The only friend in his mind now is Yue Qinghe.After getting along for several months, the meaning of this name has far surpassed the original "good-looking and nice person".

Although they have no memories of sharing weal and woe, and Yue Qinghe never talked much, but that warm smile like the morning sun has unknowingly become the most important vitamin in Bailong's life.

"Tomorrow! Tomorrow is also Saturday, tomorrow is fine!" Bai Long stared at the calendar for a long time, and finally saw something tricky.

"However, he may not agree..." Bai Long continued to mutter, "Teacher Yue is also a person who needs space, so he can't keep chasing him."

Forget it.

Bai Long looked out the window, the snow was still falling.

If...if the snow doesn't melt tomorrow morning, I'll call him!

Facts have proved that Bailong is indeed a child favored by heaven.

Fortunately, the snow fell all night. The next morning, the snow was thick enough to leave deep footprints.

Bailong woke up early in the morning and couldn't wait to open the curtains to look out. Seeing the scene in front of him, he didn't even have time to wear socks, so he wanted to go to the balcony with bare feet.As a result, he was frozen half to death, and quickly retreated into the room.

He hastily brought his mobile phone to call Yue Qinghe.

"Bailong?" Yue Qinghe sounded surprised, "Is there anything I can do for such an early morning?"

"I don't want to help, I just want to ask, are you free today? Do you want to come to my house?" Bai Long asked anxiously.

"To your house?" Yue Qinghe asked in confusion, a little abruptly.

"I just... hope someone can spend Christmas with me early, can you come?"

"I can..." Yue Qinghe seemed a little hesitant, "Do you need to bring something?"

"No, it's enough if you can come." Bai Long smiled in a space that Yue Qinghe couldn't see, "I'll send you my home address later, or I can pick you up."

"It's okay, I can go by myself."

"Okay, see you later." Bai Long hung up the phone in a good mood.

Yue Qinghe at the other end was at a loss.

What does Bailong mean to let him go to his house to spend Christmas with him?When did Christmas become such an important festival? Could it be that Bailong and Jesus have the same birthday?

Although full of doubts, Yue Qinghe still changed his clothes.Still not forgetting his identity as a bartender, he went to the kitchen to prepare mulled wine and put it in a thermos. In response to Bailong's so-called "Christmas celebration", he set off for Bailong's house.

Bailong's house is in the northernmost suburb of Tiandu Beicheng, and further north is a large forest.

"Good morning." After hearing the electric bell, Bailong quickly answered the door.

"Morning." Yue Qinghe said uncomfortably, he hadn't stepped into someone's house for a long, long time.Ever since he walked out of a door alone and heartbroken...

Bailong's house is decorated in a minimalist style, and there is almost no furniture in the whole house. Because of this, a well-decorated Christmas tree placed in the center of the living room is particularly eye-catching.

"Is it really Christmas?" Yue Qinghe asked in surprise.

"Yes." Bailong nodded.

"Why? Are you a Christian?" Yue Qinghe suddenly asked a question that Bailong had never thought about.

"I'm not." Bai Long laughed, "I just really like this festival."

Yue Qinghe was sitting on the edge of the sofa, and Bailong brought a cup of hot tea.

"This is called Punsch, a traditional German Christmas tea. I learned the recipe and made it." Bailong handed the teacup to Yue Qinghe, and added: "Sweet, try it, you should like it."

Yue Qinghe took a sip of hot tea, the smell of fruits and spices filled his mouth, warm and sweet, indeed suitable for winter.

"You must really like Christmas even if you have bothered to study such a special tea." Yue Qinghe said, "But if it is such an important festival to you, shouldn't you celebrate it with your relatives and friends?"

"I... have no one to accompany me. You are probably my only relative or friend." Bai Long said with self-deprecation.

Hearing these words, Yue Qinghe paused unconsciously.

The only...friend?real?

He wasn't sure how plausible this was, but he still responded with the truth: "What a coincidence, you're also my only friend."

Even better than Yue Qinghe's secret joy, Bailong seemed unable to believe the other party's words, jumped up from the chair in surprise, and found that he seemed to have overreacted in the next second, and sat back silently.

"You said you want to celebrate the festival together? Then what should we do? Is there anything I can do to help?" Yue Qinghe watched Bailong's reaction while drinking tea.

"Did Teacher Yue celebrate Christmas when he was a child?"

"When I lived with my adoptive parents, they would buy me presents, but that shouldn't be considered a holiday."

"In Europe, there are many different traditions and customs for Christmas, but here it is very simple, just play and talk with me." Bai Long smiled.

"Playing and talking?" Yue Qinghe repeated, and then said very seriously: "Although it is not my strong point, I will try my best and hope to help you get the happiness you want."

"Then... after you finish your tea, let's go build a snowman together?" Bai Long looked at Yue Qinghe expectantly.

"Ah?" Another unexpected question, Yue Qinghe was really confused for a moment, it was the first time he saw such a childlike side of Bailong.

"If you like, let's go together."

After drinking tea, the two walked from Bailong's house to the forest at the back. There were few people in the forest, and the snow had already accumulated as deep as ankles.

"I've always liked making snowmen, but it's always too desolate to come here alone." Bai Long put his hands in his pockets and kicked up snowflakes all over the ground as he walked.

"Being alone is sometimes a kind of enjoyment, not necessarily desolate."

"I know, it's a matter of mood. It's just that after being alone for a long time, it's inevitable that I will still be lonely."

"If you're afraid of being lonely, don't worry about bothering me. I can still accompany someone occasionally." Yue Qinghe walked straight forward without looking at Bailong.

They came to a clearing in the forest where the sun could shine in. Bailong looked around and said "I think the feng shui here is very good", then he bent down and started to move the snow, preparing to build a snowman.

Yue Qinghe stood and looked at it twice, then silently bent down to dig the snow.

The two quietly rolled the snowball, the scene was weird and funny.

After a while, Bailong made a big fat snowman, and Yue Qinghe had a whim, and made a whole row of little knee-high snowmen next to him.He found that he seemed to be able to understand Bailong's mood of making snowmen. He was very quiet and concentrated, which reminded him of the feeling of self-satisfaction when he was a child sitting alone in a corner and playing with mud.

When Bailong turned his head and saw the row of little snowmen behind him, he laughed for a while, and Yue Qinghe also laughed with him.

After that, they went further into the forest to gather chestnuts.It feels very relaxing to step on the chestnut shell covered with thorns with your feet. This was taught by a foreign classmate of Bailong. He asked Yue Qinghe to try it too, in exchange for the latter's amazed praise.They picked up so many chestnuts that they filled their hats and pockets.

Finally, they went home and made chestnuts into a chestnut cake, a very sweet chestnut cake, because a person surnamed Bai "accidentally" added half a jar of honey into the batter...

After playing seriously for a long time, the sun gradually went down.The two put on blankets and sat on the balcony. Yue Qinghe heated up the pot of red wine he had brought, and refilled a glass for each other.

"Thank you very much today." Bai Long said sincerely, "Thank you for accepting my willful invitation, I hope you will also get a little happiness."

"Le Mo Le is a new acquaintance." Yue Qinghe said with a smile, "You don't need to say thank you."

"Mr. Yue... Can I not call you "Teacher" in the future, can I call you Qing He? From now on, you are really my only friend." Bai Long turned his head and looked at the people around him .

"You are very obsessed with my name." Yue Qinghe pointed out helplessly, "Is Teacher Yue not nice?"

"It's not bad, it's just that adding the word "shi" seems to separate some distance." Bai Long said, "It feels very far away."

"This..." Yue Qinghe hesitated, the original intention of not letting others call him by his name was to keep a distance...

He has no relatives and no reason, and has been alone for so many years. Yue Qinghe knows how much he longs for warmth in his heart.

If a person appears, he has the illusion of being connected to the world. He is afraid that he will fall and become dependent, and he is even more afraid of repeating the same thing, just like when he lost his relatives and lovers in the past, it hurts his heart.

"My name...if you like it, you can call it." When Yue Qinghe said this, he was stunned for a moment, but he decided to give up and continue to question himself, and smiled resignedly, "I will Try to get used to it."

"Are you...agreed?" Bai Long was overjoyed.

"Um."

"Qinghe?" Bailong read out these two words slowly.

"Huh?" Yue Qinghe replied again.

"Can I really call you that from now on?"

"It's fine in private, but I still have to call Teacher Yue when I'm in the company." The last little distance should still be kept.