San Fu

Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth and suppressed a smile, watching Duan Feifei slowly walking over with two string lights, a rose in his mouth and a speaker in his hand.

I felt my back hurt from holding back my laughter.

After the first few lines of the lyrics, Duan Feifei pressed the line "the moon represents my heart", walked up to him and stood down step by step, and took down the flower in his mouth.

Jiang Kuo stretched out his hand to pick it up, but Duan Feifan didn't hand him the flower. Instead, he bowed his head and quickly started breaking the thorns, and began to sing along: "My love will never change, my love will never change..."

Then, in the busy schedule, I reached out and pointed to the moon on the roof: "The moon represents my heart..."

Then he retracted his hand and broke off two thorns.

"A gentle kiss," he handed the flower to Jiang Kuo, "it has already touched my heart..."

Jiang Kuo took the flowers.

That kiss back then was not light, it might have touched the heart, but it was true that the mouth had been broken.

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.

Although this "performance" is silly, Duan Feifei's voice is deep and magnetic, and it seems to be able to pull people into memories when singing along gently.

Because of the thought of the mouth-smacking kiss and the clips that kept flashing by, Jiang Kuo's strong desire to laugh has gradually calmed down, and the desire to cry at the beginning has returned.

"Our first Valentine's Day," Duan Feifei said, "I think it should be a little ritual, and I have prepared a performance, do you want to watch it?"

"Isn't this considered a performance?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"This is a debut." Duan Feifei said.

"Then I want to see it." Jiang Kuo said.

"If you enter the house, if you perform here, you will be called to the police," Duan Feifei said, "Just the bedroom, don't turn on the lights."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo turned and walked back to the bedroom.

"Sit on the bed." Duan Feifei touched the closet and opened the door, "Actually, you have made an appointment and paid a deposit for this. I guess you have forgotten."

Jiang Kuo froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered: "I haven't forgotten, you brought the accordion?"

"Well," Duan Feifei took out the accordion from the bottom of the closet, and slowly finished reciting it in the dark, "You can't order songs for two hundred and one, remember?"

"En." Jiang Kuo responded with a smile, pulling the quilt to lean against.

Duan Feifan's face could not be seen in the darkness, only a row of white keys on the accordion and blurred hands on the keys.

"There will be no charge this time." Duan Feifei said.

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo smiled and applauded him.

"Don't expect too much," Duan Feifei plucked the piano lightly, and the piano gave out a neat sound, as if echoing, "I can barely play the tune."

"Don't be too humble in front of someone like me who hasn't even touched it," Jiang Kuo said, "I might not even be able to hear it."

"Okay." Duan Feifei cleared his throat.

"Do you still want to sing?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No singing," Duan Feifei said, "I'll report the scene."

Jiang Kuo smiled and opened his hands, waiting to applaud again.

"The following is the accordion solo performed by Duan Yingjun for Jiang Youqian," Duan Feifei said, "Night outside Moscow."

"I've heard it, I've heard it." Jiang Kuo clapped his hands.

"Have you heard?" Duan Feifei clicked his tongue, "That's troublesome."

"I heard it once." Jiang Kuo said.

"That's okay." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo was still smiling, and the accordion had already been played.

For a few seconds, he was overwhelmed by the music from low to high.

He had heard this song in Mr. Jiang's car. Mr. Jiang liked all kinds of old Soviet songs very much, so he had an impression of many old songs.

Usually, I don’t feel much when I listen to it, but in the dark, face to face, and almost feel the music rushing towards my face, the feeling is still very strong.

Compared with many common musical instruments, the accordion is more majestic and richer in tone.

During the opening and closing of the bellows, the melody of this song had a new memory in Jiang Kuo's mind, and the grandness contained a distant and faint sadness, which repeatedly pulled people's emotions.

Jiang Kuo sat on the bed, looking at the figure in the extraordinary darkness in front of him.

This will be a picture that will be engraved in his memory forever without using any objects, and it will also have a beautiful BGM.

Duan Feifei's accordion level should be at the advanced stage of beginners, not to mention any skills, but I don't know if it is affected by emotions, Jiang Kuo can hear the strong emotion in this straight playing.

After the performance, Duan Feifan turned on the light in the room and bowed to him.

Jiang Kuo recovered from his immersion, got up and knelt on the bed, raised his hands and clapped his hands, accompanied by a few whistles and applause.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"... disturbing the people?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes," Duan Feifei hurriedly put the piano away, "I'll go out and apologize."

"I'll be with you." Jiang Kuo jumped off the bed.

"Remember to be sincere." Duan Feifei whispered.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo followed behind him.

There were two neighbors standing outside the door, a man and a woman, with very bad expressions on their faces.

"Is it your house?" The man pointed at Duan Feifan, "Are you sick? What are you doing in the middle of the night? Can't you go out and find a soundproof place to practice the piano!"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," Duan Feifei said, "I just had a very happy event, and I got a little carried away when I was excited. I'm sorry everyone."

"You're excited and happy," the female neighbor frowned. "What's the point of us being woken up in the middle of the night! Just take care of yourself! Don't worry about other people's lives, just be happy!"

"It's our fault, it's affecting everyone's rest," Duan Feifei's voice was apologetic, "I will definitely pay attention in the future, and I won't mess around again, brother, sister, it's getting late now, you should rest first, and see what time you have tomorrow When I'm free, I'll come to your door to formally apologize..."

"Hey," the male neighbor waved his hand, "You don't need to do this, just be careful, after all, the sound insulation is not very good, and you can hear any movement."

"Be careful." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo, who had been unable to get in his mouth during his various apologies and really didn't know what to say, finally followed up at this moment: "Be sure to pay attention."

"Okay, okay," the female neighbor sighed, turned around and walked back, "Young people, we can also understand, just think more about others."

Jiang Kuo retreated to the living room, and Duan Feifan waited for the two neighbors to enter the house before closing the door, turned around and leaned against the door and let out a sigh of relief: "Damn, I usually don't think this piano makes such a big noise, maybe it's because of the market. It's noisy."

"Are you going to come to apologize tomorrow?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Take two boxes of beef as an apology," Duan Feifan said, "I guess you will still live here if you have nothing to do after school starts. You may have to live here in the future, so you should be more thoughtful."

"What do you mean I come to live here if I have nothing to do?" Jiang Kuo narrowed his eyes, "You don't want to come?"

"I made a mistake," Duan Feifei said, "It's me, I must still be thinking about coming here after school starts..."

Jiang Kuo smiled and went over to hug him.

Duan Feifei also hugged him tightly.

After being silent for a while, Jiang Kuo said: "You are really romantic."

"Romantic?" Duan Feifei said, "Aren't you silly when you laugh like that?"

"It's just silly and romantic," Jiang Kuo said with a smile, "When did you get all these things?"

"I brought all the other things here a few days ago, all small things," Duan Feifei said, "I just brought the piano this afternoon when you were not back."

"Damn," Jiang Kuo looked back at him, "I thought you were busy until night?"

"I've been busy all the time," Duan Feifei said, "It only takes 10 minutes to get a piano... Is it good? The old uncle plays those few songs all day long, and I only know the ones. After thinking about it for a long time, this one may be suitable. some."

"It sounds good." Jiang Kuo said, "It's the first time I've listened to the accordion face to face. It sounds good."

"Do you still want to hear it?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Well, listen to the few capitals you know." Jiang Kuo said.

"Two hundred and one songs, [-]% off if you pack them." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo choked with laughter.

"I have a gift for you," Duan Feifei let go of him, and walked towards the refrigerator, "I don't know if you like it or not."

"...Aren't those just now considered gifts?" Jiang Kuo was a little surprised, and followed them.

"Those are just for fun, to make you happy," Duan Feifan said, "But it's not a special gift, I mainly feel that you don't need anything, so I wanted to prepare something interesting."

"The ones just now are already very interesting." Jiang Kuo looked at Duan Feifan, and really didn't know what other interesting gifts needed to be put in the refrigerator.

When he opened the refrigerator to get a drink before, he didn't find anything in it.

No, there is.

A box-like thing wrapped in a supermarket plastic bag, but Jiang Kuo always opened the refrigerator just to get a drink, so he didn't have any thoughts when he saw it.

Sure enough, Duan Feifei took out the bag from the refrigerator.

"Damn it," Jiang Kuo said, "I saw it when I just got the drink. I never thought it was a gift?"

"I knew you wouldn't pay attention," Duan Feifei hooked the corner of his mouth, opened the plastic bag, and took out a small crisper, "Here."

"Sauced beef?" Jiang Kuo has already smelled the aroma. In just half a year, his sensitivity to sauced beef has been greatly improved.

But the aroma of this sauce beef is not the same as the usual smell.

"Well, a new taste." Duan Feifei said.

"What?" Jiang Kuo was stunned.

"Didn't you say you want to try something spicy?" Duan Feifei said, "I just tried it, but maybe...it's not very delicious. The old aunt said that you can't just put chili peppers. If you want spiciness, you need something else. The materials are compatible, but I can't make it in time..."

"Duan Feifan." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei also looked at him.

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo quickly raised his hand to wipe his eyes, then lowered his head and opened the box.

"Taste it," Duan Feifei stretched out his hand to tickle his face, then went around the back of his neck and pinched it a few times, "If it doesn't taste good, improve it."

Jiang Kuo didn't make a sound, and squeezed a small piece of sauced beef from the box and put it in his mouth.

want to cry.

The first few bites didn't even taste it.

He squeezed another small piece into his mouth.

Duan Feifei sighed: "We, Jiang Youqian, are not so particular now? I even put a fork next to you."

"Fuck." Jiang Kuo dropped the piece, picked up the small fork next to it, poked a piece, and put it in his mouth.

After chewing carefully again and slowly savoring the taste, he wiped his eyes again, raised his head, and looked at Duan Feifan.

"Have you tried it?" he asked.

"Taste it, I'll taste it when it comes out of the pot," Duan Feifei nodded, "so you can say whatever you want."

"As a gift, they are top-notch." Jiang Kuo sniffed, "I really... like it so much."

"Yeah." Duan Feifei suppressed a smile.

"As a new flavor of sauced beef, they are really..." Jiang Kuo paused, "It's a bit unpalatable."

Duan Feifei laughed out loud.

"I'm not hitting you down," Jiang Kuo also laughed, "Just... how should I put it, this spicy taste really exists independently of the sauced beef."

"Yes, I feel the same way when I eat it," Duan Feifei said happily, "I made it ready for the old aunt to taste, and she said, this chili seems to have been lost."

Jiang Kuo ate another piece with a smile: "But why?"

"Why, I didn't get it right." Duan Feifei said, "Don't eat it."

"Didn't the old aunt teach you some secrets?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"She...take it slowly," Duan Feifan said, "I didn't really support me in doing this at first, so I agreed, but I still hope to make the old taste. I just try this, and I will try it slowly later. .”

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded, and ate another piece, "I also prepared a gift, but now I feel a bit out of hand."

"Why can't you take it out," Duan Feifan said, "You just take a piece of shit..."

Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Yes, that's really... I guess I will beat you." Duan Feifei said.

"I'm eating!" Jiang Kuo shouted.

"Don't eat it, it's not tasty." Duan Feifei said.

"The base is still delicious, and the craftsmanship can't be said to be bad." Jiang Kuo said.

"The base is not mine either," Duan Feifan said, "Niu Sandao's formula."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "Then this is also my boyfriend's intention, and it is a very extraordinary intention."

"Give me the gift first," Duan Feifan said, "It's past twelve o'clock!"

"Wait!" Jiang Kuo put down the box, ran into the house, and took the mobile phone that had been removed and put on the mobile phone case and tied with many layers of floral paper using the method learned from buying a scarf last time.

"What is this?" Duan Feifei was surprised when he looked at the large ball of flower paper.

"Open it up and have a look," Jiang Kuo said, "I bought one for myself too, to make a pair."

Duan Feifei tore off the bow on the flower paper, carefully opened the paper one by one, and was stunned when he saw the mobile phone wrapped inside: "Mobile phone?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo rubbed his hands, "I'm not creative, right? I've been making photos for a while, and I feel that your phone really should be replaced, so I bought a new one. Yours is white, and mine is green... ..."

Duan Feifei hugged him and hugged him very hard: "Thank you."

"Do you like it?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"I like it," Duan Feifei said, "I was pleasantly surprised."

"What's the surprise?" Jiang Kuo said with a smile.

"I myself..." Duan Feifei said softly, "I haven't thought about this, sometimes it's really not easy to use, but I have already tacitly agreed that it is not easy to use, so I never thought about changing it."

"This will definitely work," Jiang Kuo said.

"Yeah." Duan Feifei let go of him, quickly took out his mobile phone, removed the SIM card, and installed it on the new mobile phone, "Where's yours? Let me see?"

Jiang Kuo took out his own from his pocket.

Duan Feifei looked at the two mobile phones together, and said with a smile, "Why do you like green so much?"

"I feel like my color." Jiang Kuo said, "I always think I should be green."

Duan Feifei glanced at him: "Why does it feel like you are scolding me?"

Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time: "That's not what it means!"

"I know." Duan Feifei pawed his head a few times, "You are that kind of fresh green handsome guy."

"En." Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows.

"The case is the same," Duan Feifei said, "Do you sell the phone with a case?"

"...you buy fruit with or without the shell," Jiang Kuo said, "This is the shell I went to match."

"Cool," Duan Feifei unlocked and found a photo of the two of them on the desktop of the phone, "These two are so handsome."

"Which one is handsome?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"That must be... I'm handsome." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo looked at him: "Yes, Duan Feifei, you are very confident!"

"Follow you," Duan Feifei said, "You must think I'm handsome."

"I rely on it." Jiang Kuo said.

"Isn't it?" Duan Feifei raised his eyebrows at him.

"...That's right." Jiang Kuo took the phone away from him, put it aside, grabbed his collar and slowly pushed it towards the bathroom.

"Why?" Duan Feifei asked with a smile.

"Take a shower and sleep," Jiang Kuo said.

Sleeping in for half a day on Valentine's Day is theoretically a waste of time, but it depends on who you sleep with.

Jiang Kuo turned over and put his legs on Duan Feifan's stomach.

"Ah..." Duan Feifei said.

"Why?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

"I didn't feel hungry at first, but after this pressure, my stomach suddenly found that it was empty." Duan Feifei said.

"What do you want to eat?" Jiang Kuo asked, "I'll take you to a big meal."

"Eat..." Duan Feifei turned his head.

"Take control." Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Then it's up to you." Duan Feifei said.

"Yesterday, I found a Brazilian restaurant next to the mall where I bought things last time," Jiang Kuo said. "I went in and walked around, and it feels okay. Let's go eat later?"

"Yeah." Duan Feifei nodded, "Did you just go in and walk around before leaving?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Kuo smiled, "I used to choose restaurants like this."

"I just like you." Duan Feifei leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, "Go, go eat, I'm really hungry, I worked too hard yesterday."

"...Tell me, the neighbor said yesterday that he could hear every movement," Jiang Kuo sat up, "Can you...can you hear it?"

"It's not too loud," Duan Feifan said, "Don't worry, I'll put a plaster on your mouth next time."

"Get out!" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue again after speaking, "Record next time and see who makes the most noise..."

There is actually no plan for Valentine’s Day. After eating, I wandered all over the street without any purpose or goal. After shopping, I ate and then watched a movie.

Jiang Kuo felt that it was a good thing that he didn't bother to arrange it. Any arrangement would be overshadowed by Duan Feifan's "performance" yesterday.

Although it is really silly, in Jiang Kuo's previous life, he has never had such a surprise and happiness.

Duan Feifei left an unforgettable mark on the first Valentine's Day in his life in a way that was so simple and funny.

After Valentine's Day is the Lantern Festival. After the Lantern Festival, they should start school.

Mr. Jiang's family of three went on vacation again during the Lantern Festival. Jiang Kuo felt that as long as he was not at home, they would definitely go out to play, and then sent a congratulatory message to him.

But this year's Lantern Festival is more unique to Jiang Kuo than any vacation.

The Chinese New Year atmosphere in the market is quite full, and I always feel that their happiness comes more simply. The market even joined hands with the street to hold a lantern festival in the small park next to it.

The colorful and rustic lamps are full of decorations, including three big lotus lamps donated by Niu Sandao. The old aunt bought the materials and made them herself.

Jiang Kuo took dozens of photos around the lamp.

"The new mobile phone is really extraordinary," Duan Feifei also took a pass, "It seems that my technology is more than one or two steps higher."

"Would you like to take a picture of the two of you?" Duan Ling came over with a bunch of food in his hand.

"Okay." Duan Feifei said.

"Find a lamp." Duan Ling said.

"Just our lotus lantern." Jiang Kuo said.

"...Stop it!" Duan Ling yelled, "Niu Sandao and the others were like guards and couldn't get away from this lamp all night! The photos are all about this lamp. Those who don't know think that the Lantern Festival is just this one light. Woolen cloth!"

"Take this first and then change the light." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo said.

"You two are so annoying," Duan Ling took Jiang Kuo's mobile phone, "Stand up, don't you want to pose? You are like a fool."

Duan Feifan and Jiang Kuo stood side by side without moving.

"Are you making any moves?" Duan Ling said, "You two door gods!"

"One on each side," Duan Feifei said, "Let's highlight the lotus lantern."

"Oh my God!" Duan Ling shouted.

"Yes." Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei stood beside the lotus lantern, and at the same time made a gesture of invitation and pointed at the lantern.

"Crazy!" Duan Ling quickly finished the filming, and handed the phone to Jiang Kuo, "You two stay away from me, don't let people know that we are together."

"Let me see." Jiang Kuo clicked on the photo.

Although the people are stupid, the photos are still beautiful.

"I got this word," Duan Feifei pointed, "It's very good."

There is a colorful lantern with words behind the lamp, and four of the words are captured in the photo, good night and beautiful scenery.

Indeed, Jiang Kuo sent the photo to Duan Feifan.

Good night and beautiful scenery.

There was a seller of candied haws at the lantern festival, and Jiang Kuo bought two strings filled with red bean paste, and he and Duan Feifei each got one.

"Still buying this?" Duan Feifei said.

"I found that my ability to adapt is quite strong," Jiang Kuo said, "Is this a small shop that sells candied haws just a little past the parking lot?"

"En." Duan Feifei nodded.

"I think the hygienic environment of his house is really..." Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, "But I still want to eat now."

"It's not dirty, you won't get sick if you eat it." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone while laughing. The mobile phone had been ringing for a long time. He took a look and saw that it was a cannon.

When did Da Pao learn to love calling so much, he answered the phone: "Happy Lantern Festival, Pao Er."

"Happy Lantern Festival," Cannon replied quickly, "I have something to tell you, don't tell Mr. Jiang or my dad now, let's see if I can settle this matter myself."

"What's the matter?" Jiang Kuo didn't answer first, but asked immediately.

"It's not a big deal," Da Pao said, "I was detained in the house by some villagers...."

"...What?" Jiang Kuo almost doubted his hearing.