Red dates and wolfberry white moonlight

The piece was not complete, Lin Jian only listened to a small passage.

For some reason, when he listened to this short piece of melody, he always felt a sense of loss in his heart.

At this time, there was another thunderclap outside the window, and Lin Jian subconsciously looked to the side, obviously? Noticing that Pang Qimei straightened her back, and she was sliding down the other party's plaid pajamas, and she could still see the naked part. Ankle outside.

After hesitating, Lin Jian still said, "It's quite cold in the room, why don't you come up first?"

Qi Mei flicked the phone screen for a moment, lowered her head? looked at Lin Jian, raised her feet silently, and shrank back on the bed.

It's just that Qi Mei just climbed to the center of the bed? She immediately stopped moving, followed the earphone cable connected to her mobile phone, and looked at Lin Jian.

A few seconds later, Lin Jian and Qi Mei were lying side by side on the bed.

The pillow that was previously stained by Qi Mei's faded hair has been cleaned, and Lin Jian usually puts it upright against the wall, but now it has played a role.

The pillowcase in Lin Jian's room was relatively light, and the red hair dye left some traces even after washing it. Qi Mei scratched thoughtfully on it when she lay down.

"This pillowcase..." Qi Mei's voice was low, with some doubts.

Lin Jian understood in seconds, and didn't pay much attention to it. She said, "I think the color looks pretty, so I just kept it."

In the center of the blue-white pillowcase, there is a little more light powder, which looks really distinctive.

That was the end of the conversation about the pillowcase, and the two of them resumed their wordless awkwardness.

The melody in the earphones played repeatedly for several rounds, and Lin Jian's thoughts became more and more complicated. She couldn't help but turn her head? Staring at Qi Mei, she asked, "Your song...is there any story behind it?"

Qi Mei squinted her eyes slightly, raised her eyelids to look at Lin Jian, and said calmly: "This is a story about promises."

"Why suddenly? Thinking of making such a song?" Lin Jian was a little surprised by this.

In fact, he knows Qi Mei's style very well, and he has also seen the other party's previous inspiration products. It is rare for him to have such a slow-paced tone, let alone tell a story.

Qi Mei was probably sleepy, she closed her eyes again, and her voice became light and ethereal: "I don't intend to put this song in the album, I just want to write it properly."

Seeing Qi Mei like this, Lin Jian didn't continue to speak out, nor did she remind her to go back to her room to sleep.

He just quietly looked at Qi Mei's side face, a little lost in thought.

There would be thunder outside the window from time to time, and Qi Mei's brows were also furrowed, obviously? She didn't sleep well.

Lin Jian raised her fingers unconsciously, trying to smooth Qi Mei's brows, but her raised hand stopped less than one centimeter away from her.

In the end, his finger still didn't fall, but was retracted silently.

Lin Jian lightly dimmed the bedside lamp, and stretched out her hand to pull up the quilt on Qi Mei's side. Before she knew it, there were only two steady breaths left in the room. .

Until midnight, Lin Jian habitually groped for the teacup with her eyes closed, ignoring that she was still wearing earphones.

As the headphone cable was accidentally pulled out, a gentle melody sounded in the room, which naturally woke up another person in the room.

Qi Mei was still dazed for two seconds when she opened her eyes, she looked at Lin Jian with the help of the faint light, and asked in a low voice, "What time is it?"

Lin Jian was completely awake by this sudden situation, and he felt a little sorry for waking Qi Mei unexpectedly: "Sorry, I woke you up, it's still early, you can continue to sleep."

Qi Mei yawned and sat up from the bed, shaking her head: "What's there to be sorry about, I was the one who took your place, so I'll just go back to sleep."

Seeing Qi Mei put on her shoes and get off the bed, Lin Jian subconsciously opened her mouth, but realized that she didn't know what to say? What, so she had to watch Qi Mei leave.

Qi Mei, who was holding the phone tightly, stood still outside Lin Jian's room, closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she could still smell the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the air.

The smell of this body wash...too sweet.

Qi Mei slowly opened her eyes, and walked to her room accurately by the faint light in the corridor.

The sky outside the house was still pouring down, and the lightning appeared along with the thunder, and it was reflected on Qi Mei's calm face through the glass.

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Jian stood outside Qi Mei's door for a long time with a headphone cable wrapped around her hand, but the knocking hand still did not come down.

Probably because Qian Duo really went to bed early last night, Lin Jian was a little surprised when he went downstairs to see someone, then suddenly remembered what happened last night, and began to ask quietly.

"The sound insulation of our house doesn't seem to be very good. The sound of thunder was quite loud last night?" Lin Jian took off the earphone cable from his wrist.

"It's not good. I almost ran to the practice room with the quilt yesterday and fell asleep." Qian Duo yawned and fell down on the sofa. The moment he touched the sofa, he immediately got up with a jerk. .

"By the way, it was so big last night? Ray, boss? Nothing happened to you, right?"

This question made Lin Jian a little puzzled, and asked instead: "Is there anything wrong with me?"

"I remember that every time you thundered before, you didn't look very well. You didn't come out of the room after dinner. I didn't think about it last night." Qian Duo's expression did not seem to be fake.

Every time there is a thunderstorm? You look ugly?

Lin Jian subconsciously looked towards the stairs, trying to find a reasonable explanation.

It's just that the explanation didn't make sense, and a person came down the stairs.

When Qi Mei got close and picked up the pair of earphones from the coffee table, Lin Jian had to put this matter aside temporarily.

......

A few days later, Jian Fan parked the car quite punctually at the entrance of the small villa. Seeing Lin Jian holding a box in his hand, he took two steps over there to pick it up with his own hands.

"I won't be going for a few days, just bring two sets of clothes. I have everything in my hometown." Jian Fan weighed the box, not satisfied with the weight, and secretly thought that going home was like moving.

"This is a piece of luggage for the two of us, and we don't actually wear anything." Standing by the car, Lin Jian turned around and looked inside the main door to see if Qi Mei came out.

Before that, Lin Jian had already said that there was another person traveling with him this time. Jian Fan didn't express any opinion on this, but only replied that he knew it. He didn't mention anything else or even ask about it. Who are the fellows.

This also caused Jian Fan to pause slightly for two seconds when he met Qi Mei in the car.

"You are..." Jian Fan spoke first, with a look of inquiry flashing in his eyes.

"Hello, I'm Qi Mei." Qi Mei quickly adjusted her state, and added after a few seconds: "Lin Fan's teammate."