I've been in love with reason for three years

Liang, he looked at the time and felt that it was really a good choice to come out half an hour earlier.Zhou Zekai turned his head and said to Jiang Botao who was catching up, let's go.

Jiang Botao understood what he meant, turned his head and gestured to the group of people behind, and the whole team speeded up.

Samsara arrived at the arena an hour early, and thawed out his dead body in the waiting room filled with warm air from the air conditioner.

Zhou Zekai leaned on the sofa, raised his head and squinted his eyes at the ceiling, feeling the sensation slowly spread from his fingers rather slowly, while Jiang Botao beside him was slowly tapping the screen word by word with his frozen hands Texting.

Zhou Zekai whispered, the snow is really scary.

Jiang Botao laughed, but unfortunately his face hadn't recovered yet, he always felt stiff.Jiang Botao said, is it different from what you thought?

Zhou Zekai nodded vigorously, his voice sounded a little scared: not gentle.

Jiang Botao laughed for a long time again, the laughter came from his chest.

Zhou Zekai added: Not the same.

Jiang Botao said, sometimes there is gentle snow, um... But there are also many who are not gentle, hey, the gap between imagination and reality is generally quite large.

Zhou Zekai stopped talking.

This was the first time he encountered snow that was falling.Most of the ones I have seen before are stopped and not thick. There may be a sun in the sky. The pure white snow reflects the light and is dazzling. It will creak when stepped on. Zhou Zekai likes to step on no one. In those places, if you leave a few footprints on a flat surface, you will be inexplicably happy for a long time.

He thought that the soft snow must be soft when it falls. Maybe the snowflakes are large, but they must be quietly and slowly drifting down. The whole world is peaceful, not as noisy as rain, and often lightning and thunder.His fantasies about snow had always been wonderful, until this time he saw reality.

But Zhou Zekai couldn't say that this wasn't snow, he could only say to himself, ah, it turns out that snow is like this, it's really different from what he imagined.

He remembered that Yu Wenzhou once said that he had never seen snow.Zhou Zekai sighed a little, thinking that if it was snow like this, then Yu Wenzhou should not look at it, it would be scary.

Zhou Zekai also imagined Yu Wenzhou's dazed look when he was frightened, and laughed silently for a long time.

That day, the entire Samsara team stayed in the air conditioner for half an hour before they finally recovered. They found a computer and tried Glory, and it took another half an hour before they recovered.

When I came out of the stadium after the game, the snow had stopped, the sky was dark, and I felt cold.

Zhou Zekai was so wrapped up that only his eyes remained, he turned to look at the comrades beside him, because they were all dressed the same, so it was completely impossible to tell who was who.Zhou Zekai could only look around and count the heads, and the number was just right, so he didn't bother to distinguish them.

Samsara is the next day's flight, and I didn't book the same day. I was a little frustrated at the time, but now it seems wise.On this day, it is not guaranteed that it will continue to snow in the evening, and it is entirely possible that the plane will be grounded.

Because it was too cold, the team's regular supper was also cancelled, so they could only stay in Jiang Botao's room and play the Three Kingdoms Slayer, or play Rhythm Master with a pad, but this situation didn't last long.After Sun Xiang's Three Kingdoms Killer froze a card, and after Du Ming missed two notes when he was playing Rhythm Master, everyone gave up completely.

Fang Minghua said, can the air conditioner be adjusted higher?

Jiang Botao said, it shouldn't be a problem with the air conditioner, the temperature is already very high.

Sun Xiang said it was cold.

Zhou Zekai said, yes.

For a while, everyone stopped talking and remained listless and silent. It didn't look like they just won the game. The bad weather was exchanged for the bad mood, and they became colder when they didn't want to do activities.

Du Ming racked his brains to think of a way, and finally said, how about we drink.

Jiang Botao resolutely refused.

Du Ming continued, it doesn't matter if you only drink a little. People in cold places rely on wine to keep warm, so drinking must be very useful.Let's go, Erguotou!One person and two people are not a big problem!

When Jiang Botao wanted to say something else, Lu Boyuan raised his hand in agreement before him, and said, two for one!

The room suddenly became a mess.

Jiang Botao was a little shaken, so he could only turn his head to look at Zhou Zekai. Zhou Zekai was looking at the crowd in a daze, his eyes wandering, and he couldn't see what it meant.Jiang Botao could only ask, captain, do you want to buy a bottle?

Zhou Zekai thought for a while, then answered hesitantly, one bottle.

Jiang Botao conveyed Zhou Zekai's words, saying that he can only buy one bottle.

Du Ming took the lead and rushed out joyfully, followed by Lu Boyuan who was equally happy, and it was not at all obvious that the two of them were cold.Zhou Zekai regretted it a little, and suddenly felt that this group of people actually wanted to drink and found a reason.Du Ming and the others came back quickly, carrying a bottle of 300ml, a share for each of them, almost everyone could drink less than one or two.It's not a huge amount, but it's ok.

But among all the people present, except for Fang Minghua who drank baijiu when he got married, and Sun Xiang who drank baijiu when he was in high school, none of them drank baijiu, and they didn't know what the limit was.

Zhou Zekai took a little luck, he licked it first, the taste was not very good, but after he swallowed a little, the wine rolled down the esophagus and melted into his stomach with warmth, and his whole body was immediately warm, making people hopeless I feel good.

Zhou Zekai looked at Jiang Botao, and Jiang Botao said, it seemed to have really warmed up a lot.

Zhou Zekai nodded, a little surprised by the magical effect of alcohol, he lowered his head and took another sip, the familiar warmth came over again.

Not good, hot as hell, but really warm.

The people around were in a mess, Zhou Zekai couldn't get in, just nestled on the sofa and took a sip in silence, and when the burning sensation was almost gone, he took another sip to bring back the warm feeling.

Fang Minghua was the one who could drink the most, and he was the only one who was the most sober after drinking. Sun Xiang was also okay, and walked back to the house by himself. Jiang Botao didn't care, because this was his house, and it was fine if he couldn't walk, but the others It was not enough, Fang Minghua transported everyone back one by one, until the last Zhou Zekai.

Zhou Zekai is actually very conscious, he feels that he can still think, but his movements are not under his control.When Fang Minghua helped him back to the house, he could barely walk a few steps, but the straight line was a bit difficult.

The first thing to do when returning to the house is to turn on the air conditioner, lift the quilt and get in.

A text message from Yu Wenzhou flashed on the phone screen, and Zhou Zekai swiped it three times before opening it.

Yu Wenzhou's routine text message: Samsara has won, and Blue Rain has won too. ^^

Zhou Zekai pulled the quilt over his head, covering his whole body, and soon a layer of mist formed on the phone screen.Zhou Zekai stretched out his hand to wipe it, but after a long time it still couldn't wipe it clean. He wanted to reply, but couldn't press the button correctly.

Zhou Zekai blinked worriedly, and finally called Yu Wenzhou.

Yu Wenzhou still answered quickly, with the same sentence: What's wrong, Xiao Zhou?

Zhou Zekai closed his eyes and buried his whole body under the quilt which was somewhere between warm and cold, except for the light from the phone screen, there was nothing else.

He said vaguely, thank you.

Yu Wenzhou paused for a while, then asked in a low voice, what?

Zhou Zekai turned over, moved closer to the phone, and said, thank you.

Yu Wenzhou laughed, saying that there is nothing to be thankful for.

Zhou Zekai rubbed against the pillow to find a comfortable position, but still said, thank you.

Yu Wenzhou seemed to sense something was wrong, he was silent for a while, and asked, have you been drinking?

Zhou Zekai couldn't hear clearly, he had almost sunk into a half-dream and half-awake world.Everything under the quilt belongs to Zhou Zekai, like an absolutely sealed space, he is warm all over, while everything outside the world is cold.

He could hear Yu Wenzhou's voice here, as if covered with several layers of cotton, it sounded muffled; of course there was tinnitus; there was also a consciousness that was fading away; and his eyes were getting harder and harder to open.

Zhou Zekai felt that he had become extremely heavy, but he still wanted to talk to Yu Wenzhou.

He can only keep repeating, thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

Until it fell into darkness completely and closed its eyes.

Thank you.

Thank you for what.

Thank you for giving me such a big fantasy, and thank you for satisfying my big fantasy.

I also want to thank you for not just playing around, and thank you for the warmth that melts into the depths of my heart. Finally, thank you for still being here, thank you for answering the phone, thank you for coming to me or waiting for me to find you.

Zhou Zekai curled his lips with a smile in his sleep.

Yu Wenzhou, thank you.

When Zhou Zekai woke up the next day, he didn't have any symptoms of alcoholism, he didn't have a headache, he didn't feel cold, he didn't have a cold, he was sober as hell, and the snow had stopped outside the window.

Zhou Zekai opened his eyes suddenly. The first thing his brain reacted was that he was afraid that he had fallen asleep. He searched for the phone for a long time, and finally fished it out from under his back. The phone was covered by his body temperature and it was so warm .

He looked at the time, nine o'clock, still early.

Only then did Zhou Zekai lazily lie back on the bed and began to recall memories.But I can't remember what happened after drinking last night. I can't remember at all since I was lying on Jiang Botao's sofa. I don't know how I got back or what I did after I came back. .

Zhou Zekai thought for a long time, but finally gave up.

He fished out his phone to check Weibo, swiped the screen to unlock it, and was stunned.

The screen stayed on the call log, which showed that he called Yu Wenzhou at 37:3 p.m., and the call lasted one hour and three minutes.

One hour and 3 minutes.

Zhou Zekai felt chills in his heart, his feet were cold to his head.

When did Zhou Zekai call for so long?Could it be that he turned into Huang Shaotian after being drunk, then this is too scary, what did Yu Wenzhou think after hearing it?