Second-rate goods

20.

Wei Jing looked at him expectantly, he mustered up his courage, like a little cheetah, full of vitality.

"I'm sorry." Han Wei looked calm and spoke as usual, as if he was not surprised by this sudden confession at all.

The car just stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Wei Jing got out of the car stiffly and walked towards Juantan Square. He tried his best not to shed tears.

"Wei Jing, listen to me," Han Wei got out of the car after him, and gently grabbed his wrist, "Can't we be friends? I like you very much, and I get along very well with you, but really I'm sorry, forgive me."

"Then, how can I do it?" Wei Jing raised his face, his lips were pale.

"What?" Han Wei frowned.

"What will it take for you to like me and be with me?" Wei Jing clenched his lower lip, he had never taken the initiative like this before.

"I'm sorry," Han Wei apologized in a deep voice, "it's pointless to do so."

"Why? Is it because I'm a man? But you should have known that I'm gay from the very beginning. Do you think all the encounters in the past few months were just random encounters?"

Han Wei lowered his head, the broken hair on his forehead slipped a few strands, making his eyebrows and eyes look more romantic.Wei Jing looked at him, his heartbeat was about to break through the limit, numb and painful.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't pretend to be confused."

"Is it because of Tang Yiqu?" Wei Jing asked suddenly.

Han Wei raised his head, took a deep look at him, and said firmly, "It has nothing to do with Tang Yiqu."

At this time, a staff member dressed as a snow girl smiled and handed them two cups of hot apple juice produced in Aomori.Han Wei thanked him, took it and shared a cup with Wei Jing.The shuttle bus not far away got off another batch of check-in guests, and the places where they stood suddenly became lively.

With the noisy background behind him, Wei Jing was holding the apple juice that was getting colder, still feeling lost because of Han Wei's direct rejection the last second.

"Brother Han, can you tell me..."

"What are you doing here?" Tang Yaojin got out of nowhere and interrupted the two of them.

Wei Jing was still immersed in sentimental emotions, but when he saw Tang Yiqu, he immediately lost his temper, gave him a vicious look and said, "Can you control it?"

"Did you eat firecrackers?" Tang Yiqu turned his head to look at Han Wei while beating people, "Old Han, I had a meal at the Mutsu Memorial House today, and I heard that there will be a lantern festival tonight, let's go together later .”

Wei Jing is about to take the lead, he is slandering in his heart, he doesn't know his likes and dislikes, he is like a pig or a sheep, he must be someone like Tang Yiqu.

Han Wei glanced at Wei Jing, then at Tang Yiqu, obviously hesitating.

Nebuta Nightlight Park in the distance reveals flickering flames, and Nebuta lanterns light up the outline of Aomori Snowfield.

"Or let's go together." After speaking, Han Wei laughed, with a slight tiredness and connivance in his smile.

Wei Jing lowered his eyes, Tang Yiqu twitched the corners of his mouth, both of them were noncommittal.

The vinegar that cannot be eaten is the most sour, and the person who is emotional first is the worst. The three-person tour is just a beautiful song.

21.

For the Japanese, Aomori is like a treasure left in the sea, where it retains a lot of simple and natural atmosphere.In summer, there are the most beautiful mountains and forests and springs; in winter, it becomes a white sea, a kingdom of ice and snow.

The Nebuta Festival was originally a festival that had nothing to do with snow. In midsummer, the locals drive away the Nebuta through parades. After the celebration, people will put lanterns into the sea and pray that the unclean things will be taken away from the world.Inspired by this, the Lantern Festival at Aomoriya recreates the ceremony of praying along the water in hot spring water.

Wei campaigned for an eight-flanked horse lantern, and Han Wei joked, "This horse is really ugly."

"What do you know, this is the most popular ugly cute now." Wei Jing said while looking at the lantern in Han Wei's hand, and smiled disdainfully, "Brother Han, can you speak well, and don't look at your own choice?" What the hell is that?!"

"Isn't it cute? I think it looks like the carp king in Pokemon." Han Wei was holding a lantern in the shape of a goldfish, which hadn't been lit yet.

Wei Jing snorted, "What about Pokemon, why don't you find one that looks exactly like Digimon!"

Tang Yiqu laughed beside him, and chose a peony lantern in the shape of a flower.Han Wei stared at the lantern with strange eyes.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yiqu couldn't help asking when he noticed his gaze.

Han Wei walked on his right side, staggering the pedestrians rubbing their shoulders, trying not to let passers-by touch him, and said with a smile, "Are you sure you don't know the meaning of peony lanterns?"

Wei Jing walked in front of the two of them, looking left and right with great interest, the previous irritability was almost wiped away.

"Then tell me," Tang Yiqu suddenly grabbed Han Wei's hand, and said in a deep voice, "the story about the peony lantern."

The smile was cut off by Tang Yiqu, and Han Wei was in a daze, feeling that the distance was a bit dangerous.

Wei Jing turned around suddenly, went straight between the two of them, and replied for Han Wei: "If you have any questions, please contact Baidu."

Tang Yiqu snorted nonchalantly, tilted his head and continued joking with Han Wei.Wei Jing looked at Tang Yiqu with disdain, and kept interrupting the two of them, while Han Wei sneered and circled around.

The crowd gradually gathered in one place, almost reaching the floating soup where the lanterns were placed.

Wei Jing brought a brush dipped in ink from nowhere and handed it to Han Wei. He smiled and said, "Brother, come and pray for blessings. Write your wishes on the lantern, and then float away with the water."

Han Wei held the pen holder and did not write for a long time.Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Wei Jing rubbed against his shoulder, covered his hand, and whispered in his ear: "Brother, don't you have any wishes? Then I will write for you..."

Tang Yiqu had just bought some sweets from the stall next to him, when he turned around and saw this dazzling scene - Wei Jing was almost hanging on Han Wei, talking and laughing fucking.

His face was impeccable, but his gaze became deeper and deeper, and the fingers holding the bamboo stick were clenched white.

22.

"There are countless treasures in my heart, I wish I could not seek complacency." Han Wei finished reading this sentence with a frown.

"What's the matter? The handwriting is beautiful, you are impressed by my talent," Wei Jing smiled and put the lantern into the hot spring water for Han Wei, "Brother, are you a little bit obsessed with me now?"

"Well," Han Wei pondered for a while, then joked, "Barely the level of a junior high school student."

"Han Wei!"

Wei Jing's voice was buried in the sky filled with fireworks, everyone held their breath and looked up at the same time, in the night were traces of artificial meteors blooming.

A warm palm suddenly covered Han Wei's left hand, and slowly inserted/inserted into his fingertips. This hand was covered with thin calluses due to long-term training. Han Wei froze for a moment, and turned his head suspiciously.Tang Yiqu didn't speak, his profile was like an illusory dream under the reflection of the fireworks, he increased his strength and clenched it even tighter.

The two hands gradually overlapped and interlocked.

The vision turned from brilliant to velvety black, but the temperature of the palm was still rising.Tang Yiqu didn't let go until all the fireworks were set off.

It's the thrill of burglary, but with the security of being sneaky.

Han Wei once read a passage: They can only seize a date, and on that night, use fine wine, music, and fireworks, encourage each other with the yelling of the crowd, and carve a knife on the invisible door edge measuring stick.

Tang Yiqu's saber carved too deeply, it almost pierced into the bone.

It is said in the Deed Sutra: All kinds of strange beings live forever in the night, blinded by ignorance, drunken and entangled in the heart, never awakened.

They've been in the dark for a long, long time.No one speaks first, no one wants to wake up first.