dark fire

Ling Zhuo gave Yang Ming a break, and went out for dinner with Zhong Yiran alone.

They found a low-key and private restaurant, and no one was disturbed in the small private room. They chatted while eating, and it was already eight o'clock in the evening after dinner.

Behind the restaurant is the famous Chengzhong Lake in the city, Ling Zhuo casually suggested to take a walk by the lake when going out, Zhong Yiran had no objection: "Let's go."

This section of the lake shore is far away from the shore park, and there are few public facilities and people, so it is relatively quiet. They walked side by side along the lake, watching the dappled light and shadow cast by the city lights on the lake in the dark.Ling Zhuo suddenly laughed, and asked the people around him: "Captain, do you still remember that when we first joined the company, the company hadn't moved here, and we used to come here at night to swim in the lake?"

Zhong Yiran: "Remember."

Usually late at night, they come out of the dance studio, take a walk along the lake after supper to let off steam, sometimes it's the two of them, sometimes it's five of them together.

The light and shadow reflected in Ling Zhuo's eyes, and gradually sank into his eyes, he said: "Yeah, at that time, it was pretty good."

Zhong Yiran stopped in his tracks, and softly called his name: "Ling Zhuo."

Ling Zhuo turned his head and looked over.

Zhong Yiran: "Will you be sad?"

Ling Zhuo didn't seem to understand: "What?"

Zhong Yiran hesitated and said: "These things in the regiment let you down, will you be sad?"

Ling Zhuo also stopped in his tracks and remained silent for a while. He whispered, "It would be a lie to say that I am not disappointed at all, but Captain, I am not qualified to ask them to sacrifice their personal interests for the sake of the regiment. Everyone has their own choice. Nothing stays the same, and besides, the one who keeps going faster is myself, isn't it?"

Zhong Yiran frowned: "Don't say that, you deserve those things, don't take Zhang Xun's words to heart, he just quarreled with Qi Liangli and spouted nonsense, we all know that without you this group can't get out head."

Ling Zhuo shook his head: "It's just that I'm luckier than you guys. Captain, don't be so stupid in the future and push away the chance to come to you. You have to try it to find out whether you like it or not. You will definitely do what others say you can take care of." Come on."

Zhong Yiran looked at him, Ling Zhuo continued: "Really, it's a pity."

"..." Zhong Yiran didn't say anything more: "Let's go forward."

Half an hour later, they sat down on a bench by the lake, and the night was getting dark.

Zhong Yiran went to a nearby convenience store to buy a dozen beers, opened a can and handed it to Ling Zhuo.Ling Zhuo brought it to his mouth and took a sip. The beer was still cold, and the cool taste slipped down his throat.

"The taste of this wine is still the same as before." Ling Zhuo sighed softly, licking the foam from the corner of his mouth.

What Zhong Yiran bought was a small brand of beer in the south, which is rarely sold here. They used to drink together. Later, he participated in various dinners and drinks. No one liked this kind of beer. drank.

Zhong Yiran tapped the can with his fingers, listening to the rustling sound: "If you want to drink, you can always buy it."

Ling Zhuo smiled: "Really?"

Zhong Yiran: "Yes."

Ling Zhuo asked him: "Captain, have you thought about the future? What are you going to do in the future?"

They have repeatedly talked about this topic several years ago. At that time, they thought that they would debut together, walk into the spotlight together, and enjoy flowers and applause together, but it turned out that those things were actually just a fleeting moment.

Zhong Yiran lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "Keep your feet on the ground, let's take one step at a time."

Ling Zhuo: "That's good too."

He didn't ask any more questions, his eyes fell on the waterfowl that happened to pass by the lake in the dark, and he continued to pour wine into his mouth.

Drinking can after can, chatting with each other.

The empty cans were thrown all over the floor, Zhong Yiran bent down and picked them up in a plastic bag, Ling Zhuo was a little bit drunk, he caught a glimpse of the leaflet in the plastic bag, picked it up, and asked Zhong Yiran: "What is this?"

Zhong Yiran: "I don't know, I just bought beer at a convenience store, and the boss stuffed it in."

Ling Zhuo stared, looking at the leaflet in his hand with the light of a street lamp in the distance. A few days later, Beishan Park outside the city will open a night show with fireworks celebrations.

The slogan read "Watch the fireworks in the starry sky with the person you like", Ling Zhuo was stunned for a few seconds, folded the leaflet in half, and squeezed it in his hand.

Zhong Yiran watched his movements, his eyes paused for a moment, Ling Zhuo raised his eyes and smiled at him, and asked: "Do you remember that we went to the playground in Beishan Park together one year? You won a prize for shooting. You even gave me an electronic watch."

Zhong Yiran: "Yes."

Ling Zhuo said regretfully: "It's a pity that the watch disappeared later, and I don't know where to throw it."

Zhong Yiran: "It's not worth a lot of money, if you lose it, just lose it."

"Yeah, it's not worth much money," Ling Zhuo murmured, and then said in a daze, "Go back, it's late, I have to film tomorrow."

Zhong Yiran: "Okay."

He called a car for Ling Zhuo, and before getting in the car, Ling Zhuo looked back at him, hesitated to speak, Zhong Yiran reminded: "Go back and go to sleep, or you will have a headache when filming tomorrow."

Ling Zhuo nodded, hesitated for a moment, and asked him again: "Captain, do you have time the day after tomorrow?"

The day after tomorrow, Qixi Festival.

Zhong Yiran looked at him: "Yes."

Ling Zhuo smiled, said "OK", waved goodbye to him, and got into the car.

The night view of the city gradually receded, Ling Zhuo leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, holding the flyer tightly in his hand.

He seemed to have a sweet dream, in which he watched the fireworks under the stars side by side for a night with the person he liked.

It was after eleven o'clock at night when we returned to the hotel, and the drunkenness seemed to be getting worse. Standing at the door of the room looking for the room card, Ling Zhuo wondered if he had lost it, and was in a daze when the door diagonally opposite opened.

Lu Chixie appeared at the door of the room, and looked at him with deep eyes, as if looking at something.

Ling Zhuo glanced back at him, muttered vaguely, "It's Mr. Lu", then turned around and continued to search for the room card in his bag.

Lu Chixie stepped forward, twisted his hands, and took out the room card from the side pocket of his backpack.

Ling Zhuo said "Hey": "How does Teacher Lu know that he is here?"

"You stuff it here every time." Lu Chixi said in a deep voice, reaching out to help him brush open the door.

Ling Zhuo muttered a few words, and went in.

Lu Chixie followed, Ling Zhuo didn't bother him, he was still drunk, Lu Chixie watched him muddle through this and that, making coffee for a while, rummaging through boxes and cabinets for things, still holding a piece of paper tightly in his hand Refused to let go, completely unconscious.

After a while, Lu Chixie walked over, grabbed him and sat him down on the sofa: "Don't be too busy, sit down for a while, are you drunk?"

Ling Zhuo's face was flushed, and he still smelled of alcohol. He was stunned for two seconds and said, "I don't."

"What is this?" Lu Chixie's eyes fell on the leaflet in his hand.

Ling Zhuo subconsciously didn't want to show him, so he stuffed the flyer into the drawer under the coffee table, Lu Chixie glanced at him, and opened the drawer.

Ling Zhuo stretched out his hand to push him: "What are you doing, don't look at my stuff."

Lu Chixie had already taken out the flyer, looked at the contents clearly, paused, thoughtful.

Ling Zhuo snatched the leaflet back and said angrily, "Why are you so random looking through other people's things?"

Lu Chixie looked at him, and he began to mutter again, that he was indeed drunk.

"Ling Zhuo." Lu Chixie shouted.

Ling Zhuo stopped muttering and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Lu Chixie reached out and pinched his face: "Do you still know who I am?"

Ling Zhuo was stunned for a moment, staring at him blankly, Lu Chixie's frivolous lips leaned closer and stared into his eyes: "Are you really drunk?"

Ling Zhuo turned his face sideways: "No way."

Lu Chixie thought his reaction of being drunk was really funny, and said with a smile, "When you're drunk, you're drunk, why don't you admit it?"

Ling Zhuo didn't want to talk to him, and started to search for things again.

Lu Chixie asked him, "What are you looking for?"

Still ignoring Ling Zhuo, he rummaged through the drawers under the coffee table, and then went to the TV cabinet opposite.

Lu Chixie followed, sat down on the TV cabinet, and looked down at him: "What are you looking for?"

Ling Zhuo stretched out his hand to push him again: "Move to the side, you are blocking me from looking for something."

Lu Chixie persisted and asked, "What are you looking for? I'll help you find it together."

Ling Zhuo searched several drawers again, and said dejectedly, "Looking for a watch, but I can't find it."

Lu Chixie: "What watch?"

Ling Zhuo: "A digital watch, a prize from the playground, given to me by the captain."

Lu Chixie: "How much are the prizes in the playground worth? Are you still thinking about it?"

Ling Zhuo: "It's not about money, why are you so vulgar?"

Lu Chixie stood up and pulled him up from the ground as well.

Ling Zhuo was still in a daze, the person in front of him clenched his wrist tightly, his expression of staring at him gradually dimmed, Ling Zhuo's hand hurt from being pinched, he frowned and said, "Let me go."

Lu Chixie lowered his head and grabbed his lips.

Ling Zhuo's eyes widened suddenly, he woke up immediately, and struggled violently.

Lu Chixie bit his lip, licked and kissed his lips, took a step back, and let go of him.

Ling Zhuo desperately endured his anger: "What are you doing?"

Lu Chixie: "Are you sober?"

Ling Zhuo tightly clenched his fists and gave the order to chase away the guests: "Teacher Lu, let's go."

Lu Chixie stretched out his hand to press the corner of his lips again, Ling Zhuo dodged away irritably, Lu Chixie laughed: "I won't tease you anymore, go to bed early after taking a bath."

As soon as the door slammed, Ling Zhuo turned and went back to the bathroom to rinse his mouth.

After pouring cold water on his face, he finally came to his senses. With his hands on the edge of the sink, he gave a wry smile for a long time.

After taking a shower, he sat on the bed, picked up his phone again, and Zhong Yiran sent a message asking if he had arrived, reminding him to go to bed earlier.

Ling Zhuo replied, and after hesitating, he sent another message: "Captain, the day after tomorrow night, do you want to go to Beishan Park to watch the fireworks?"

He thought, if Zhong Yiran said to go, then at that night, no matter what, he would like to give it a try.

A few minutes later, Zhong Yiran came back: "Don't you need to film?"

Ling Zhuo: "If there is a night show, I'll ask for a vacation, shall I go?"

Zhong Yiran: "Okay, see you then."