atypical romanticism

After the filming was completed, it was already dark.

Because Shen Nanfeng was about to quit the circle, there were not as many announcements as before. This shooting was her last shooting job as an artist, so Gu Qianxia proposed to have dinner together in the evening.

Shen Nanfeng is no longer in this circle, she is still there, the old ones are coming to an end, and the new ones are about to debut.

Naturally, everyone had no objection, but they couldn't settle down in the rush to pick restaurants in the CBD, so the group set off for the old city in a mighty way—the so-called good wine is in the deep alley.

Although the old city is not as good as the colorful world of the CBD, it does not disappoint every gourmet explorer who is willing to cross the potholes and concrete floors just to eat comfortably.

Especially the old hot pot, as long as it is not closed, you can eat it with confidence.

When arranging the seats, Zhou Yu stood silently behind the crowd, but found that Xiang Sheng was also pushed to the back. He couldn't help being a little surprised——Xiang Sheng didn't look like someone who needed to wait for an empty seat, but rather someone who arranged seats leisurely .

"Why are you here?" Zhou Yu asked in a low voice.

Xiang Sheng squinted at her, guessed the reason for her confusion, and replied solemnly: "Teacher Zhou, I'm actually a very reserved person."

"Who?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Me." Xiang Sheng pointed to himself as a matter of course, "You can't think that I'm a 'crazy' just because I have a lively, cheerful and beautiful face."

"I'm not 'crazy', I'm 'Zhou Yulaicrazy'."

"Stay away from me, and the goosebumps fell all over the floor," Zhou Yu took a step back and corrected, "Your family is lively and cheerful to describe your appearance. How did you get into B University?"

"Naturally because of my ingenuity," the people in front were sitting in a row, and the women in the back came and went: "Although my hair volume is enviable, it doesn't prevent me from having a very smart head."

Zhou Yu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and secretly sighed: It would be very difficult for her to win against this person in a bickering in this life.

The second this thought came into being, she froze in a daze—my heavenly mother Liushenzi, why would I want to argue with this person for the rest of my life?

It's not that Zhou Yu didn't try to open himself up after going to college.She tried to get in touch with people she liked, but it was too difficult-whenever these people showed signs of liking her, she was more afraid and flinched than joy.

Her subconscious mind is telling her that her ups and downs mental state is a burden to her lover and family members - what is more difficult than illness is to be a burden to others.

How can "a burden" deserve to be thought about for a lifetime?

"Teacher Zhou, what's wrong?" Xiang Sheng asked softly.

Zhou Yu recovered and shook his head: "It's nothing."

Just as Xiang Sheng wanted to make some jokes, Gu Qianxia saw them hiding behind, and hurriedly greeted them: "What are you two doing hiding behind, sit down!"

Gu Qianxia pushed the two of them to their seats. Coincidentally, behind Xiang Sheng and Zhou Yu was an embroidered pair of "Longfeng Chengxiang".

Zhou Yu: "..."

Xiang Sheng looked back at "Longfeng Chengxiang" behind him, turned sideways and teased Zhou Yu softly: "This embroidery...is very good, festive."

"Well," Zhou Yu said coldly, "Why, Teacher Xiang also wants to embroider a pair to hang in the living room?"

Zhou Yu lightly "tsk", poured Xiang Sheng a cup of tea, and said, "This is traditional art, a cultural treasure!"

Lu Zhiyi, who was on the side, agreed after hearing the words: "It's really pretty." She rubbed Shen Nanfen's shoulder and said, "Sister Shen, why don't we have something traditional when we get married, with ten miles of red makeup, Fengguanxiapei !"

Shen Nanfeng smiled, and her red earlobes reached all the languages ​​in the world.

There were not many people who could drink at this party, and the drinks they ordered were all beer. The boss saw that there were a lot of them, and he also gave them two bottles of fruit wine. The sweet and sour taste was very suitable for Zhou Yu's taste.

She has a small appetite, plus she doesn't like hot pot and barbecue, so she ate the neglected cucumber sticks with fruit wine. Before she knew it, she emptied a bottle by herself, and only half of the empty bottle was left.

Even though the fruit wine was not high in alcohol, she couldn't bear to keep drinking it.After Xiang Sheng finished dealing with the others, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yu, and saw that her cheeks were flushed, and she was holding a cucumber stick in both hands and gnawed it in small bites, as if what she was eating was not cucumber sticks, but Tang monk meat.

Zhou Yu was staring blankly, suddenly, a few pieces of boiled beef dripping with boiled water suddenly appeared on the clean plate.

She raised her eyes and saw that Xiang Sheng was putting the beef that had just come out of the hot pot into boiling water without any complaints, and then put the cooked beef on her plate.

Looking sideways at Sheng, seeing Zhou Yu looking at him like a fool, he laughed angrily and said, "Mr. Zhou, the last time I saw a picky eater like you was the last time when I grew up. Is it unexpected or surprising? It was you last time."

Zhou Yu took a sip of the wine in his glass and whispered, "I didn't ask you to serve me."

Xiang Sheng recited three times "Don't care about drunks who drink to your face", then put the boiled beef on Zhou Yu's plate, and coaxed: "I am rushing to serve you, and you are also in pain." Me, stop drinking the sweet water that smells like wine."

Zhou Yu obediently put the fruit wine aside, out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of the glass in Xiang Sheng's hand - if you don't let me drink mine, then I'll drink yours.

She carefully aimed at Xiang Sheng, and took advantage of Xiang Sheng's time to pick up the meat, picked up her water glass with lightning speed, drank it all in one gulp, smacked her lips after drinking, and frowned slightly—— bitter.

Xiang Sheng glanced at her, feeling inexplicably happy, and said, "Open your mouth."

Zhou Yu turned around, opened his mouth obediently, and said "ah" like looking at a doctor.

Xiang Sheng suppressed a smile, and fed her the vegetables that had been soaked in clean water.Lu Junhui, who was the only one who hadn't been drinking, hurriedly opened up the chatterbox to divert everyone's attention.

But Emily, who was sitting in the corner, didn't give him face.

While desperately suppressing the corners of her mouth, she quickly shared her own happiness with her sisters in the "Xiang Zhou Hundred Years of Love" group.

Finally, I came to the conclusion that "Xiang Sheng is the person below", and everyone in the group agreed with this.

Zhou Yu swallowed the vegetables, and Han Hu said, "Xiang Sheng, what's in your cup, it's so bitter."

"Tea water." Xiang Sheng answered while feeding her.

"It's not good, it's bitter." Zhou Yu's eyes widened, and after his eyes were focused, he brought his wine glass to Xiang Sheng's mouth, and said like offering a treasure, "This is delicious, sour and sweet."

Xiang Sheng took the wine glass and put it on the table. Seeing this, Zhou Yu lost his temper and turned his head, as if warning: "If you don't drink, I'm not happy!"

Xiang Sheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "Why do you still act like a child after drinking too much?"

Lu Junhui, who was going to pretend to be blind all the time, couldn't pretend anymore, and explained to Zhou Yu with a smile: "Miss Zhou, we always don't drink, do we..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Sheng slammed his elbow on his waist. Lu Jun just wanted to swear, when he met Xiang Sheng's cold eyes, he remembered that it was the doctor's order for Xiang Sheng not to drink.

I thought this little episode would be over like this, but Zhou Yu became more serious after drinking too much.She turned her head and bumped into Zhou Yu's red eyes looking at her, and asked in a childish voice, "Why don't you drink!"

"Do you still eat meat?" Xiang Sheng asked, looking away.

"Don't eat," Zhou Yu leaned back on the chair, shook his head, and murmured, "I'm tired and want to go home."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yu's vision became more and more blurred. Just when she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly smelled a faint scent of roses. She subconsciously hugged the source of the scent, and Xiang Sheng's gentle voice reached her ears: "Zhou Yu, I'll take you home."

"Yeah." Zhou Yu rubbed against Xiang Sheng's body.

Emily in the corner finally couldn't bear it anymore, and quietly raised her phone to take a photo. Looking at the photo, she felt more beautiful than the moonlight tonight.

-

The streets of the old city are always lively. The long queues in front of the stalls and the children playing hopscotch together constitute the most vivid still photos in this steel forest.

Zhou Yu followed behind Xiang Sheng, lowered his head and walked forward. As he walked, he suddenly bumped into Xiang Sheng's back.

At the moment when he was about to fall, Xiang Sheng quickly pulled the person back into his arms.

She leaned against Xiang Sheng's arms, her eyes were blank, as if she hadn't recovered yet.

Xiang Sheng gave a wry smile—well, he was so drunk that he even forgot to be afraid.

Out of safety considerations, Xiang Sheng gave up the plan to let Zhou Yu walk by himself, and carried him on his back.When Zhou Yu was sober, nine and a half out of ten sentences were against her, but he became obedient after drinking too much, so he could do whatever he wanted, and let her fiddle with her.

The dim street lights stretched the shadows of the two people very long, as if two souls who were supposed to be together reunited.

The wind in late autumn was so cool that Zhou Yu subconsciously hugged the biggest "heat source" under his body.

With all her strength, Xiang Sheng couldn't catch her breath and coughed uncontrollably. Zhou Yu frowned, loosened the strength in his hands, and muttered: "Don't move, it's uncomfortable."

Xiang Sheng regained his strength and laughed angrily: "Drunkards have a lot to do."

Zhou Yu patted Xiang Sheng on the shoulder and shouted, "I didn't drink too much!"

"It hurts, sister, can we be gentle?" Xiang Sheng said angrily, "I should just keep an eye on you the whole time."

"I didn't drink too much." Zhou Yu rubbed Xiang Sheng's neck and asked, "Are you Xiang Sheng?"

Xiang Sheng replied patiently, "Yes."

"Look, I know you are Xiang Sheng, so I didn't drink too much."

Xiang Sheng said helplessly: "If you use your method to judge whether it is drunk driving, how many people will slip through the net in the whole country."

"Xiang Sheng, I seem to only know your name." Zhou Yu's voice became a little mushy due to drinking too much, "I've slept through it three times! Why do I only know your name!"

As soon as this remark came out, the children dancing on the side of the road were stunned, Xiang Sheng took a breath, and quickly walked out of the sight of the children with Zhou Yu behind his back—the motherland's Huaguduo would not listen to these tigers and wolves words.

But the more Zhou Yu thought about it, the more he lost, he leaned into her ear and muttered: "I'm at a loss! I'm at a loss..."

The night sky in the old town is different from the CBD. Although it is also glowing with neon red light, it is still dark blue overall.

The stars hidden behind the clouds poked their heads out secretly, looking at this land that is incompatible with modern society.

"Zhou Yu," Xiang Sheng called Zhou Yu's name softly, "Do you still remember when you're sober?"

"I don't know." Zhou Yu shook his head.

"Okay, then I will only introduce myself once, and I won't say it again if you forget." Xiang Sheng chuckled.

"I, Xiang Sheng, was born in 1997, my ancestral home is Tianjin, I grew up in the capital, and my family is well-off, but I don't have the habit of craving my old age, so I still struggle on the line of food and clothing. My parents are enlightened, and I like freedom by nature and hate bondage.

"If you say that the luckiest thing in your life is that you met Zhou Yu, who was 24 years old when you were 25 years old. Since then, seeing a beautiful woman has been a mistake for the rest of your life."

Zhou Yu "cut" and said with disdain: "You can say such things that make people get goosebumps, how long have we known each other, why do you like me?"

The smile in Xiang Sheng's eyes grew stronger. She looked at the Venus star hanging high above the city, and said carefully every word: "The reason why I love you deeply is because I don't know where it comes from."

Because I don't know where it came from, I cherish this deep love even more.

--------------------

The author has something to say:

"I don't know the origin of love, but the love is deep." From the inscription of "The Peony Pavilion".

Tucao from my own mother: Zhou Yu's mouth is really broken. It should be the poorest mouth among all my daughters, and the one who likes to talk about love (earthy).

Finally, please ask for comments~