kiss goodnight

Duan Yang was gnawing a handful of melon seeds, only resting his shoulder blades on the back of the chair, sitting in a lazy posture.Jianwen Ke didn't leave, subconsciously straightened his back first, sat properly, then followed his line of sight, looked at Jiang Yi'an on the stage, and asked suspiciously: "Boss? What are you looking at?"

Wen Ke took a step back, sat down again, did not answer, his eyes were still burning.

The lighting in the bar was changed to a warm dark blue, the atmosphere was cozy, the hustle and bustle of voices faded away, leaving only Jiang Yian's soft and deep voice.Wen Ke has listened to this voice for ten years, from high school to college, to work, all albums, every song, every sentence, every word in it.

What Jiang Yi'an brings to Wen Ke is the stars in the dark night, the shadow of the moon in the deep sea, the bright sun in winter or the cool breeze in midsummer.So two years ago, when he announced his retirement from the music scene, Wen Ke couldn't express his true inner feelings except regret and regret. It wasn't until meeting him right now that he clearly realized that there was a vacancy in his heart for a long time.

If Wen Ke was ten years ago, young and ignorant, with pure admiration, he would probably hold up the limited edition CD impatiently, eager to get an autograph by Jiang Yi'an.

Now he just wants to know if Jiang Yi'an is doing well.

The two songs tonight are as good as ever.Only Wen Ke in the audience could tell that this was Jiang Yi'an's new song.

Jiang Yi'an put down the microphone, lowered his head to put on the mask, put his index finger on the brim of his hat, left the venue the same way, and moved to a corner and sparsely populated place within Wen Ke's field of vision.

He stood upright in front of the half-person high square table, with a cigarette between his fingers, but he didn't light it.He touched his trouser pocket blankly. His nails were the same color as the clothes, and they were also black.Jiang Yi'an has a lot of little tricks. He will tap his forehead with his index finger when he is thinking about something, and touch the bridge of his nose when he is bored. Although he is wearing a mask, Wen Ke guesses that he must have licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue just now.

Wen Ke stood up, Duan Yang took a sip of vodka, raised his eyes and asked, "Boss, why are you going?"

Wen Ke: "The bathroom."

Duan Yang: "Huh? Oh."

The bar was extremely lively, and Wen Ke slowly walked towards Jiang Yi'an across the crowd of people.

A second before leaning against the square table, Wen Ke lit a cigarette with a "pop".When Jiang Yi'an raised his head, he just saw the swaying firelight cast a warm and bright shadow on the side of Wen Ke's tall nose, and his eyes were deep and bright.

Wen Ke didn't look at Jiang Yi'an, standing slightly languidly, with one arm leaning against the edge of the table, his cigarette-holding fingers were well-knitted, slender and clean, with neat nails, tapping the beat of the music on the table.

Normally, if someone approached him, Jiang Yi'an would immediately stay away, but at this time, Wen Ke's unforgettable facial features attracted his attention for a short time. When his brows were slightly frowned, and subconsciously wanted to escape, Wen Ke suddenly reached out his hand and used a lighter. Touched the cigarette in his hand: "Do you need it?"

Jiang Yi'an instinctively curled up his fingertips, a gesture of repulsion.

Wen Ke didn't care, and moved the lighter against the table to Jiang Yi'an's side.Jiang Yi'an's eyes brightened slightly, he hesitated for a long time, and finally picked it up.

Wen Ke inadvertently glanced at the other party's hand that lit the fire, and moved his gaze down a bit. On the side were protruding wrist bones, thin piercing eyes, and above the blue veins on the front, there were three shocking scars horizontally.

Wen Ke looked away, it turned out that he was not having a good time.

A spark was shining in the darkness, Jiang Yi'an didn't smoke, and was still wearing a mask.The restless world is far away from them, Wen Ke can even hear Jiang Yi'an's weak breathing amidst the noise.

After a while, he nodded at Wen Ke and left anxiously through the back door.After thinking for a few seconds, Wen Ke chose to keep up, not to be presumptuous, not to disturb, but just wanted to take another look at him from a distance.

Stepping into the cold snowy night, the clear trees, the firefly-like headlights, and the two figures always keep the same distance.

Wen Ke looked at Jiang Yi'an's back, he was thin and thin, and the clothes he could wear a few years ago no longer fit.They were separated by five or six meters, and in Wen Ke's swaying field of vision, Jiang Yi'an lowered his head, kneading a cigarette with his lowered left hand, his shoulders flinched, like a lonely wandering soul.

After walking a few steps, Jiang Yi'an stood in the warm yellow light cast by the street lamp, hooked off his mask, and took two quick puffs of the cigarette butt that was about to burn out.

The plume of gray smoke climbed slowly, Jiang Yi'an's right arm was across his chest, his left elbow was supported by his wrist, and his eyes were lowered to the ground.Occasionally lowering his head and kicking away the gravel at his feet, the metal chains on the rivet boots reflect a soft light, which changes from time to time according to the amplitude of the swing.

Wen Ke stood under a sycamore tree, exhaled white mist from his lips, and kept his eyes on Jiang Yi'an.

The sparks flickered a few times at the end of the cigarette, then went out, and Jiang Yi'an put it into his coat pocket.He crossed his arms and stood in a daze for a while, then raised his chin and closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he raised his hand to take off the baseball cap on his head, and the long hair hidden in the cap fell naturally and scattered to his chest, blocking his beautiful face.

Wen Ke held his breath, with a calm and composed demeanor, which was the result of years of work and world affairs, and he would not easily show his emotions on his face.

But the heartbeat was still chaotic.

Jiang Yi'an pinned his long hair behind his ears, pressed it tightly with a baseball cap, tightened his jacket, and walked towards the neighborhood across the road.Wen Ke's gaze followed him all the way, guarding him until he could no longer be seen.

Wen Ke is very familiar with the nearby building terrain, and he knows that the residential area that Jiang Yi'an walked into is called "Moli".

Under the street lamp not far away, a pile of messy footprints were stepped on the white snow surface, which was the proof of Jiang Yi'an's existence.The phone vibrated regularly in the palm of the hand, and the screen displayed "Duan Yang", and Wen Ke picked it up: "Yes."

"Boss!" Duan Yang yelled, not because he was loud on purpose, but because the surroundings were too noisy, "Do I have to organize a salvage team to go to the bathroom to find you?"

Wen Ke took the phone away and raised the corners of his lips: "No, come back later."

Duan Yang complained: "Why are you going!"

Wen Ke: "The bathroom."

Duan Yang: "Huh?"

Back at A01, there are a group of people reclined on the sofa, except for Duan Yang, who is stronger than some alcohol, and the more he can't drink, the more he drinks for his life.Han Xiaojun was so dizzy that he counted his girlfriend's good things with his fingers, and he showed his sincerity after drinking, he was an infatuated kind.

Duan Yang tugged on Wen Ke's sleeve enviously: "Boss, I want to fall in love too."

Wen Ke picked up the windbreaker, shook it and put it on his shoulders, took one in each hand, and asked, "Have you finished writing the year-end summary?"

The little youths in his arms trembled, as if they were sober.

In the middle of the night, unable to get a taxi, Duan Yang held his mobile phone, shivering and stomping his feet in the cold.Han Xiaojun leaned on the tree trunk and half bent over, and was supported by several people, his face flushed from vomiting.Duan Yang felt sorry for his brother, and thought for a while: "It's easier to get dizzy in the car later, and there is a hotel next to it, I'll give you a room for one night."

Han Xiaojun shook his head: "Don't spend money recklessly."

In addition to being where they often go about their activities, this area is also the area where Duan Yang and other police officers are on duty.There are only beds on duty in the team, and the dormitory is far away. Sometimes the night patrol lasts until the early morning, and some time is delayed on the road, so it is impossible to ensure adequate sleep. The next day, there are dark circles all over the face.

If there is a place nearby for them to rest, Wen Ke thought so, and swiped open the screen to check if there are any houses for rent in this area. After half a minute, the system screened out the most suitable piece of information based on distance and rent.

Location, Jasmine Community.

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Thanks for reading.

Long hair will "click" in the next chapter.