Yunyun

It has been cloudy and rainy for four consecutive days. It seems that someone has placed a time switch in the sky, and it will pour down at night.Everything in this city is good, except that in winter, once the heavy rain starts, it will be endless, and the damp and cold will fill the air, following everyone who lives in it, seeping into the bones bit by bit.Down jackets are useless, neither are cotton-padded clothes. People stand outside and freeze through in a short while.

Two buses in a row couldn't get on the bus, and there seemed to be a steady stream of people sheltering from the rain at the station, which never seemed to decrease. Wen Xinfei had already raised the highest bid, but still no driver was willing to take the order.

"Wenwen, isn't it cold?" Xiao Wang put his hand on Wen Xinfei's shoulder, seeing that she didn't object, he let go of his arm and wrapped his hands around Wen Xinfei's palm, "Come on, I'll warm you up."

"No, I'm not cold." Wen Xinfei broke free from Xiao Wang's grasp, and moved two steps to the side, her eyes switching anxiously between the taxi app in her hand and the direction of the bus coming under the rain.

At 09:30 in the evening, the sky was gloomy, and the cars passing by hurriedly splashed water in front of the platform, and the lights of the cars going away quickly disappeared in the rain.

"I see, there will be no cars for a while, or let's find a place to sit for a while, and I will take you back later." Xiao Wang came over unrelentingly, and helped Wen Xinfei straighten the bangs stuck on her forehead .

"Don't worry about me, aren't you near here, you go back first."

"Hey, Wenwen, who do you think I am, of course I will take you home first!" Seeing that Wen Xinfei was still hesitating, Xiao Wang leaned closer to her again, "It just so happens that we have a good relationship. I want to talk to you."

"Talk? Okay." Wen Xinfei turned around and entered the fast food restaurant behind her.

Just let this be over quickly.

The floor-to-ceiling glass door leading to the balcony was closed with a "crash", and Qiao Yi tiptoed and ran towards the bedroom with her neck curled up, "Wow, it's so cold, so cold! I almost died outside drying my clothes." Already!"

Yuan Chaonan was sitting under the quilt reading a book, his cheeks were slightly red because of the heating, when he saw Qiao Yi running in, he lifted the quilt by a corner.

"Wow, this is too comfortable!" Qiao Yi slipped into the bed, resting his head on Yuan Chaonan's lap, shivering fiercely.

"The hair is still wet." Yuan Chaonan helped her smooth out her messy hair, and then reached into the quilt to help Qiao Yi cover her hands. "Go and blow it again, it will become a chicken coop tomorrow morning."

"No, no, I want to enjoy this, the feeling of someone warming the bed." Qiao Yi turned over, rubbed forward, buried her face in Yuan Chaonan's belly, and wrapped her hands tightly around her waist, comfortably Let out a long breath comfortably, "Wow!"

"Hey..." Yuan Chaonan moved back subconsciously, but was hugged even tighter by Qiao Yi.

"Don't move, let me lie down for a while." Qiao Yi's voice came over muffled, Yuan Chaonan helped her tuck the quilt, and stopped dodging.

The room became quiet, and the sound of rain came in from outside the window. The raindrops slapped the ground quickly and heavily, but the cold breath was isolated from the wall. In such accompaniment, people's hearts calmed down.

"You can also play the piano." Yuan Chaonan dug out the photos during the day, and saw Qiao Yi sitting behind the piano again.

"Well, yes."

"You play so well, don't tell me."

"The nursery rhyme is simple, and you showed me the rehearsal video a while ago." Qiao Yi shrugged, it didn't matter, "I don't like it."

"You don't like it? That's how good it is?"

"Yuan Er, do you know that there is a kind of childhood called 'your mother forced you to play the piano'?" Qiao Yi turned over and raised her arms, spreading her hands and looking at her fingertips in a trance, "Three hours a day, six days on holidays, Can you imagine starting from an hour? My hands are full of calluses."

"Eh? Don't you have it now too?" Yuan Chaonan pulled Qiao Yi's hand over and over again to look at it. His fingertips were covered with a thick layer of calluses, and the skin had faded in some places due to the soaking in the bath.

"It's the guitar, it's different. I like the guitar, but they don't. When I was young, I could only envy others, or go to my classmates' house to play secretly. I only started learning it in college."

"I see." Yuan Chaonan replied softly.She was a little surprised. She always thought that a person like Qiao Yi who was not worried about making a living would not have too much distress. Even when Qiao Yi just finished saying that she was forced to learn the piano by her family, she was still a little envious. After all, her parents never Forcing her to learn something, or to obtain something, for her, there has always been only concession and sacrifice.She remembered the text message from her brother in the afternoon, saying that he would come to her after New Year's Day, "You can introduce some jobs to me and take us on a trip." For her, there is no such thing as coercion, as if That's the way life should be arranged.

"However, this song by Wen Wenxuan is very nice, and I think it's quite inspiring." Yuan Chaonan changed the subject and shook off all the unpleasant thoughts in his head.

"Do you feel like our Yuan'er~" Qiao Yi raised his body and pinched the tip of Yuan Chaonan's nose, humming softly, "Sweat accompanies you, step by step forward, and there will often be tears on the way forward ~"

"Well, it's like you too, I think everyone who works hard will resonate."

"Me? I don't want to rush forward. I just want to be lazy and lie down in our Yuan'er's arms. Let him do the rest!" Qiao Yi waved his hand, and his furry head fell into Yuan Chaonan's arms again. drill.

"Qiao Yi," Yuan Chaonan hesitated, "I... sometimes feel that I don't understand you."

"Don't understand?" The caterpillar stopped nodding its head.

"That's right, I don't know what you're thinking?"

"Me? I didn't think about anything. Enjoying the moment is the true meaning of life." Qiao Yi sat up and approached Yuan Chaonan, "However, I know what you want to ask. Feelings are a particularly frustrating thing. things, hesitating, struggling, worrying about gains and losses, and I am a lazy person."

"But, there is always a time when you are willing. At that time, it's nothing to kill."

Whispering in whispers, Qiao Yi hugged Yuan Chaonan's shoulders, and led her to lie slowly on the bed. The fragrance of the shower gel suddenly became stronger, and Qiao Yi lightly turned off the bedside lamp.