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The song only started in 4/4 time. In December 12, on Christmas Day, there was a heavy snowfall in Donghe City that was mentioned in the news as "not seen in 12 years".

Before the snow fell, there was freezing rain, and the road was icy. The severe cold weather affected the number of people watching the performance.

Outside the "Blossoms" livehouse in Lanhua Lane, several girls in short skirts wrapped in down jackets rushed into the entrance. On the standing sign next to it, Yinshan was in the third performance.

There are still a few songs, and they performed for the second time in "Huayang", because this time there is a Christmas-themed dress code, Qiu Sheng looked at the red, green and white colors under the stage, and couldn't help joking: "You either Happy birthday to me, my birthday is the day after Christmas, no kidding."

The girls are always doting on him the most, upon hearing this, they immediately shouted "Happy Birthday" untidyly.This was an episode of the whole performance, when Qiu Sheng stepped down, Hua Yang's boss asked, "How old is Xiao Qiu?"

"21." Qiu Sheng said.

"Young." The boss stuffed him with two bottles of wine, "Here, I bought the self-brewed wine from the grocery store at the front of Lanhua Lane, and I gave it to you as a birthday present - come to perform more in the future, we will benefit and win together Well."

Qiu Sheng accepted it and said yes, he had violated the alcohol abstinence order given by Doctor Zhang, and he hadn't taken long-acting medicine for a while.He thought he was about to recover, and those negative emotions were nothing compared to the success of the band and the joy overflowing with emotions. tone.

He didn't publicly say when his birthday was, but this time he did. Some girls who got into the backstage purposely approached Qiu Sheng and wished him in a beautiful and charming voice: "Happy birthday!"

Qiu Sheng politely replied one by one, but he didn't intend to chat with anyone, and put away the things by himself.

Gu Qi also came over: "Would you like some wine later? I'm 21, which country is considered an adult, let's celebrate?"

Qiu Sheng waved his hands and yawned: "It's too late now, we have to eat anyway... Let's talk when we wake up, Wen Xia and I will go back first."

Lu Yining: "Abduct Wen Xia every time, you are so annoying."

Qiu Sheng was proud when he mentioned this: "Are you convinced? I'm still going to sleep in his bed."

"...Tch, who cares about Wen Xia's bed." Lu Yining gave him a middle finger, "I have a cat!"

The four left Lanhua Lane in three directions.

The sky was gloomy, with black and gray clouds swelling above the bright lights.The jacarandas endured the rare cold, and the branches were so fragile that they were about to break. The leaves of the camphor trees did not fall too much, but there was frost at night, covering them with an invisible fog.

Qiu Sheng wore gloves, and the scarf tightly covered the lower half of his face.

After nightfall, the temperature is almost below zero, and the wind blows from the land to the sea, mercilessly blowing open the warm gap.There is always something to say to Wen Youxia, and at this moment he feels cold, Qiu Sheng is quiet, but he sticks to Wen Youxia tightly, and when crossing the road, he stretches out his hand to grab the other's sleeve, letting his knuckles be frozen Get flushed.

The plastic bags containing two bottles of wine were hung on Wen Youxia's wrist, and they collided with each other while walking, making clinking noises.

This is a rare melody at midnight. Qiu Sheng pulled the scarf and couldn't help saying: "Next time, let's sample it into the song, clinking glasses."

"sure."

"I have an idea that is very old-fashioned but I like it very much," Qiu Sheng began to say big things after thinking about it, "Let's make a song, and then make a remix version. Adding all the sounds, it will be very smokey."

Wen Youxia thought about the feasibility: "Very good."

"I have already thought about it. The sound of the bus arrival must be recorded... I will buy equipment in the future, and one day I will walk slowly with you and collect these everywhere."

"And me?"

Qiu Sheng turned his head: "Those two didn't have the patience to accompany me to do this."

Wen Youxia seemed to ask why you were so sure that I was patient. At that moment, Qiu Sheng seemed to see through some unspoken emotion, so he couldn't help avoiding those eyes that were too bright in the dark night, and nodded. :"good."

The temperature was too low, and Qiu Sheng felt his mouth freeze after talking for a while, so he buried his chin in the soft scarf again.

He said angrily, "Wen Xia."

"Ok?"

"This year Gu Qi broke up with his first love." Qiu Sheng said inexplicably, "because the other party thought he was poor."

Wen Youxia was silent for a moment: "It will be fine in the future."

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Qiu Sheng finally asked safely.

The footsteps of the person beside him slowed down a bit, and the night breeze surrounded him with a dark blue soft light.

"I should," Wen Youxia thought for a while, "I won't have a girlfriend."

The place where they lived had to cross several streets, and they walked slowly, unhurriedly, and kept company with the street lamps.Qiu Sheng rubbed his hands and complained that he was a little hungry, Wen Youxia said that he would cook you longevity noodles when he went home, he wanted noodles for his birthday.

The air conditioner in the room had to be turned on for a while to get warm. Qiu Sheng was still wearing a hat and scarf, and it seemed that he was boiling water, chopping green onions, and cooking noodles. Under his black coat, he had a thin waist.The boiling water boiled white steam, Wen Youxia's outline became soft and hazy, Qiu Sheng suddenly couldn't control himself, as if being pushed by another non-existent person, he opened his arms and hugged Wen Youxia, as if to Tuck Wen Youxia into the chubby clothes like him.

If you don't have a girlfriend, what about your boyfriend?

Or pay one, you see it's so cold in winter, wouldn't it be better to have me to accompany you to keep warm?

He couldn't restrain the surging passionate love, tilted his head, and pressed his cold face to the back of Wen Youxia's neck. The familiar smell of shampoo made Qiu Sheng's heart beat faster, and when Wen Youxia spoke, , he felt both of them trembling.

"what happened?"

The small ventilation window in the kitchen is facing a street lamp, the light is dim and a bit dirty, and dust is falling down in a rustle.

It doesn't seem to be gray, I have seen it in my hometown.

"It's snowing outside." Qiu Sheng hugged him tighter, "I'm a little cold."

"...Well." He indulged Qiu Sheng's intimacy.

"When I'm cold, I really want to fall in love." Qiu Sheng said very quietly, fearing that Wen Youxia would see through, many words and sentences had a lot of meaning, "But I've never talked about it."

The hand was gently shaken.

Qiu Sheng hesitated to speak, he wanted to take advantage of his willfulness on his birthday to ask for Wen Youxia's gift, but this was too uncool, like a kid playing tricks.

So the topic of love came to an abrupt end.

Qiu Sheng changed the question, but was still held by Wen Youxia: "Do you want to go out to see the snow later? But it's so cold."

"Yes." Wen Youxia let him go to pick out the cooked noodles.

"You can do whatever you want today."

After eating the noodles, the snow fell even more, Qiu Sheng couldn't wait to put on the scarf again and went to the entrance to wait for Wen Youxia.Rain or snow is like Wen Youxia, the dampness and coldness are yearning for him, and they have an extremely strong attraction for him.

The melody in his mind gradually took shape, Qiu Sheng stood at the entrance of the alley, and he reached out to catch a snowflake.

Maybe his hands were too cold, and the snowflakes took a while to melt.Wen Youxia walked up to him, pulled the hood of his coat and put it on Qiu Sheng's head, and took another bottle of wine.

No one suggested first, they walked under the streetlight at the entrance of the alley.

There was a flight of stairs there, which used to lead to the basement, but the basement was uninhabited, so Qiu Sheng and Wen Youxia liked to come here to sit when they had nothing to do.There are dark residential buildings in front of them, and the silent concrete road behind them. They seem to be half trapped in the darkness, and they have inspiration for everything they talk about.

The snow hadn't accumulated yet, Wen Youxia sat in the old place indifferently.

The self-brewed wine is not so strong. It is said that it has been buried for a few years, and the spicy stimulation has been softened by time. The mellow feeling mixed with a grain fragrance paralyzes Qiu Sheng.He saw that Wen Youxia was expressionless after drinking, so he also took a sip.

The entrance was indeed not rushing, but when swallowing, the liquid immediately turned into a knife in the throat, which made him start to hurt as if it was about to cut through the blood.The pain was refreshing, releasing a puff of turbid air, Qiu Sheng raised his head and breathed heavily, the cold wind poured into his lungs, separating the cold and heat, and his face became hot slowly.

His whole body seemed to warm up a bit, Qiu Sheng raised the bottle to touch Wen Youxia, and continued to drink.

"Did you ask about the Mayan calendar that day?" Wen Youxia reminded him, "On the 21st."

Qiu Sheng couldn't remember anything he said unless it was important. The Mayan calendar sounded like he woke up in the morning and heard the news or some conversations with passers-by and then jotted it down.

"What did I say?" Qiu Sheng asked, his knee touching Wen Youxia's.

Some latecomers passed behind them on their bicycles, making small squeals of being crushed as they rolled over the snow.The snow was heavier than before, and a layer of white had accumulated on the corner of the gray wall.

"You asked me 'Is today the end of the world'." Wen Youxia smiled, as if recalling his expression.

Qiu Sheng remembered, he raised the wine bottle to look at the slightly cloudy liquid inside: "Oh yes, and then you said 'that's the last day of the Mayan calendar, it has nothing to do with the end of the world'."

"correct."

After the lingering lingering self-brewery began to pick up, Qiu Sheng's heart was pounding, and he said without hesitation: "I'm still thinking that if it's the end of the world, then we'll be together too, how nice, the last person I see is you .”

"I was still alive the next day, do you have any regrets?"

"...No." Qiu Sheng actually began to think seriously, "Because I still saw you the next day, I saw you today, and I will see you every day in the future."

Wen Youxia smiled, and took a sip of wine until the tip of her nose turned red.

Qiu Sheng muttered, thinking: "Why don't you write about the end of the world in the next song, what do you want to do in the end of the world..."

"me?"

Wen Youxia answered vaguely, and called Qiu Sheng's name.

Qiu Sheng turned his head, only to hear a crisp "ding" when the wine bottle was put back on the ground.

He couldn't see anything all of a sudden, the familiar layer of calluses on his fingers covered Qiu Sheng's forehead, and his palms covered his eyes with a little warmth spreading from the inside out.

The alcohol-smelling breath approached without warning, Qiu Sheng subconsciously backed away, but Wen Youxia hugged him with the other hand.

Wen Youxia kissed him suddenly.

The author says:

The word count is too high, sorry for not finishing this part! !Continue tomorrow! !

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