tidal lock

The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone!

[16]

Thanks to the dream I first saw with you many years later, I finally remembered what I was chasing after.

a guitar.

a microphone.

There is also an unbelievably beautiful you who promises to be my audience forever.

Ye Xi was walking on the road wearing Zhou Yichao's scarf, his lips pouting violently.

The player who applied for the job today suddenly had something to do, and said that he would be about an hour late.Time was running out, and news of the event had already spread. The owner of the cafe couldn't find any manpower within a short period of time, so he called himself again.

Plans can never keep up with changes.

Ye Xi arranged the meals and left a note for Zhou Yichao before leaving.

Counting the time, Zhou Yichao should have arrived at home by now.

Even just an hour is a long time.

Ye Xi took a shortcut and walked through the narrow and dark alley, and when he arrived at the location just across the road from the cafe, there were still 15 minutes before the agreed time for playing and singing.

Thinking of the scene where Zhou Yichao opened the door and found that the house was empty, I felt a little bit regretful.

Ye Xi stopped, touched the body of the phone with his hand in his pocket, rubbed his fingertips back and forth twice, and finally sighed with downcast eyes.

Footsteps came from far and near, and Ye Xi turned sideways to make way for the people behind.The moment he stepped out of the darkness, a strong hand grasped the upper wrist bone, and pulled himself back into the darkness after being exposed to the cold white light.

Heavy panting sounded in his ears, and Ye Xi struggled to kick the person's calf, but because of the forceful tightening of the hand across his back, he missed the direction and kicked in the air.

The hard brim of the hat grazed the skin in the dark, and the back of the head and spine were firmly protected.

The familiar way of hugging.

"Didn't I tell you to wait for me obediently at home? Huh?"

It is not at all a steady ending sound, a chaotic hot breath in the ear, and a body that trembles too much.

Thanks to the unexpected situation tonight, I realized for the first time that there are people who are disturbed by their disappearance.

Ye Xi withdrew his fist extended to the side ribs, raised his hand to caress the broad back of the visitor, and buried his face in the other's soft padded clothes.

"Welcome back."

The hand on the back tightened angrily, Ye Xi patted Zhou Yichao's shoulder, took half a step forward to touch the toe of Zhou Yichao's shoe, and smiled happily as he pillowed on the other's collarbone.

"It's time for part-time work, go back and pay attention to safety, don't be photographed."

"No return."

"There is the braised pork you ordered at home, and there are all your favorite foods on the table. Let's go back to eat first."

"No return……"

"You're not there."

Zhou Yichao lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, he entwined in the darkness like a big bear doll, Ye Xi froze in place, letting the other party embrace him.

A sense of security permeated into the atmosphere of blending with each other, Ye Xi closed his eyes, and clasped Zhou Yichao who also needed to be comforted because he hadn't seen him for too long.

Those hands that have held countless awards are clasped tightly around his waist at this moment. If objects also have life, those trophies of different shapes should feel as happy as the current self, right?

Ye Xi let out a breath of white air, took out a grapefruit-flavored hard candy from his pocket, peeled it off, raised his arm and handed it to Zhou Yichao's mouth.

"what--"

His fingertips sank suddenly, Ye Xi retracted the candy paper, and seeing Zhou Yichao puffed up his cheeks with an awkward expression, his eyes were like a puppy who couldn't get his favorite snacks, he couldn't help but curled his lips and smiled.

It's... coaxed, right?

Ye Xi held the back of Zhou Yichao's cold hand in his palm, took a step back and naturally let go, folded the candy wrapper and put it back in his pocket.

The phone vibrated, and it was a call from the cafe owner.

"One hour is quick, wait for me at home obediently."

Ye Xi made up his mind not to look at Zhou Yichao anymore, ran across the street with his mobile phone in hand, and opened the door of the cafe on time as agreed.

The light above his head enveloped softly, Ye Xi sat on the high stool and tuned the guitar, his eyes couldn't help but tilted towards the dark alley corner outside.

You should go back well, right?

"welcome."

The waiter at the ordering counter treated the customers with [-]% enthusiasm. Ye Xi turned on the microphone, and simply dialed a melody to test the sound.

The waist hugged in the dark just now is a circle thinner than half a month ago when the other party was lying in the entrance of the dead body.

Zhou Yichao lost weight.

Ye Xi lowered his eyes, and sighed unconsciously from the corners of his lips. The microphone felt the air current and made a short noise.

The sigh of Christmas is the beginning of the end of the atmosphere. In order to cover up the fact that there is no motivation, Ye Xi held the microphone and pretended to adjust it. He managed to get away under the watchful eyes of the boss and reported the cheerful first song.

A tall figure wearing a peaked cap and a mask took his seat in the VIP area directly in front of the stage. The last word of the song stopped in his throat the moment he met the visitor, and Ye Xi's pupils dilated involuntarily.

Zhou Yichao, who was sitting in the audience, applauded first, which skillfully concealed the incompleteness of the announcement. Ye Xi hugged the guitar, and managed to regain his sanity and sing amidst the successive applause.

How can you come in!

Ye Xi hugged the guitar, his pupils glanced around anxiously.

Fortunately, warm yellow hanging lighting sources are used in the store. The decoration focuses on creating a private and comfortable atmosphere. There is a certain distance between the seats and the lighting is relatively dim.

Ye Xi breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his eyes to meet the pair of smiling eyes under the brim of the black hat, and gave Zhou Yichao a blunt glance.

Festivals are always filled with a strange magic.

Just like myself on the stage and Zhou Yichao in the audience.

Totally daily retrograde.

The air was filled with the sweet aroma of coffee, Ye Xi hugged the guitar, the back of his elbow overlapped with the folded candy wrapper in his pocket.

The white light above the head fell on the eyelashes, blurring the boundaries of the surroundings, and the memories of the past gradually reappeared.

The moment the cool night wind blew in the hot summer, 14-year-old Zhou Yichao turned his head and held his trembling red fingertips, the light in his eyes was gentle and firm.

——I will be your forever audience.

By the age of 24, I should have enjoyed my youth, but I spent all of it in various workplaces, and I was running around every day to reduce the number of debts.

The time of suffering is too long, so long that even the original intention has become numb.

After a lapse of six years, in the sound of his heart beating faster and faster, he finally realized the truth that can only be known when he looks at him——

From the very beginning, I wanted to be his thorn bird.

All my life I just sang for him.

On Christmas Eve, the cafe holds a lottery on the hour, and customers who have been drawn with an order number can enjoy free orders for tonight's consumption.

During the birth of the first lucky person tonight, the belated part-time player arrived panting angrily. Ye Xi put down the guitar, took the water handed by the boss after the handover, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big gulp. The stage went straight to Zhou Yichao who was seated.

"Let's go back."

Zhou Yichao neither looked up nor got up, but silently pushed the only cup of hot honey citron tea on the table in front of him.

"Go back after drinking."

The palms were fumed and warm, and so was the heart.

I haven't practiced and opened my voice for a long time, and I sang for two consecutive days, and my throat is indeed not very comfortable.

"Let's congratulate the owner of Order 18!"

A girl in the distance stood up excitedly holding up her odd number, and the staff went to check, and the sound of a new player strumming a guitar came to her ears.

The temperature at the entrance is just right, obviously carefully calculated.

Thinking of Zhou Yichao who just got off the plane and didn't eat dinner, the glass in Ye Xi's hand quickly ran out.

Zhou Yichao put the temporary membership card into his inner pocket, and Ye Xi realized that Zhou Yichao was wearing a suit inside his open padded jacket.

Ye Xi took Zhou Yichao's hand out of the cafe's side door, and waved for a taxi.

You really shouldn't be going out tonight.

"I'm going to heat up the food, let's change my suit first."

Ye Xi took off his padded jacket, hurried to the kitchen, and put the food into the steamer.

The moment he turned on the fire, his wrist was pulled.

"When I'm not here, do you go there every day? Sing..."

Zhou Yichao took off his mask, the shadow of the brim of his hat cast on his entire face, and the low air pressure around him couldn't be ignored at all.

"It's just yesterday... I wanted to wait for you to come back at home today, but I didn't expect to be temporarily rescued by the boss..."

Zhou Yichao paused for half a minute before speaking again——

"In other words, I not only missed your welcome, but also missed your first performance after your comeback?"

Breathing stopped suddenly, and the water in the steamer tended to boil.

Ye Xi looked at Zhou Yichao, who was expressionless but full of disappointment in his eyes, and couldn't speak a word.

"I deliberately caught the first flight, just to watch you drink the water that other men handed over, and to get a membership card for a coffee shop that I might never go to in the future?"

Can't make any excuses.

Zhou Yichao took a step forward, turned off the boiling steamer, buried his head in his neck, and said in a muffled voice——

"I am angry."

It seems to be able to see the two large dog ears slumped on the top of the opponent's head and the tail hanging behind him.

The aroma of the food spread out, which is particularly warm and tastes like home.

"I'm sorry. I did something wrong."

His heart was numb, Ye Xi put his arms around Zhou Yichao's waist, took off the hat on his head, and stretched out his hand to touch his soft hair.

The bracelet that had just dropped was around his waist, Ye Xi saw Zhou Yichao rubbing against his shoulders in aggrieved way, and the corners of his lips raised silently.

"You said you were coming back for the holidays. I have arranged it for a long time. Do you want to take a look?"

"……want."

Very reluctant, with a tone of anticipation.

Ye Xi took Zhou Yichao's hand and walked to the window, and pressed the switch of the colored light.

"Merry Christmas, Zhou Yichao."

"Thank you... Merry Christmas."

Zhou Yichao turned his head awkwardly in the middle of his sentence, and the second half of the sentence hung lightly in mid-air, like colorful soap bubbles under the sun.

Ye Xi pulled Zhou Yichao to sit on the dining table, filled the table with hot food, filled a spoonful of rice, put a large piece of braised pork on it, and handed it to Zhou Yichao's mouth with sincerity——

"what--"

Letting himself feed him, Zhou Yichao obediently ate a bowl of rice without losing his temper. The other party was obviously very grateful for this.

The dishwasher was working dutifully, and Ye Xi helped Zhou Yichao deal with the wrinkles on the suit jacket he took off with a hand-held clothes dryer.

An awkward little prince of 1.8 meters four who was barely coaxed turned back to the entrance, with a faint expression on his face, and he handed over a beautifully packaged bag with his fingertips.

Ye Xi opened the beautifully wrapped white gift box inside, and found two scented candles inside.

"I thought about it for a long time when choosing a gift, and I thought it would be better to give you a sweet dream where you can sleep peacefully."

"No more nightmares. Vitamins too, no more."

"Rely on me, Ye Xi."

The brilliant light and shadow of the colored lanterns are imprinted in the thick black eyes.

The 24-year-old Zhou Yichao's eyes are still as gentle and firm as that summer night when he was 14 years old.

So at the age of 24, hot tears welled up in his eyes again.

I didn't want to be weak.