kiss goodnight

Sending Xie Rong away, Wen Ke changed into an outfit, sprayed a little herbal-scented perfume on his wrists, paired black trousers with a pair of brown leather brogues, dressed casually, but looked dignified, and the loose white T added a little The sporty and casual style makes him look familiar and refined.

The Mercedes-Benz drove away from the police force and headed towards the Moli community. When approaching, Wen Ke dialed Jiang Yi'an's phone number, and the other party answered in a second: "Wen Ke, I'm downstairs."

Wen Ke's laughter faltered a bit: "So impatient?"

Jiang Yi'an can't learn to be shy at all: "Well, you asked me out, of course I have to give you face."

In the distance, hearing the sound of the engine, Jiang Yi'an put away his mobile phone and walked quickly to the gate of the community. Wen Ke's eyes fell directly on him. He was wearing a smart jacket with thin leg pants, British style rivet boots, and a silver lace around his thin waist. Thin metal chains, obliquely parted bangs revealing a white and smooth forehead, and clear eyes that become clearer every time they blink.

Wen Ke stretched his arms and pushed open the co-pilot's door: "Those who didn't know thought you were going to a concert."

The vegetation in the yard was lush, Jiang Yi'an leaned into the car and sat in the car, smelling the fresh scent of wisteria flowers: "Are you praising me for being well-dressed?"

Wen Ke: "Hmm."

Jiang Yi'an said: "A date with you is more important than a concert, so we should take it seriously."

The word "dating" Wen Ke savored the whole journey carefully, Jiang Yian dozed off when he got in the car, and when encountering the evening rush hour, Wen Ke deliberately took a long but relatively gentle route.

When we arrived at Happy Valley, the sky was dark blue, and it happened that the lights in the park were turned on in an instant, and the people around us rubbed their sleepy eyes and smiled.

Jiang Yi'an: "The changes here are quite big."

Wen Ke stopped the car, turned off the engine and loosened the seat belt: "Been here before?"

"The summer vacation of the second year of high school." Jiang Yi'an recalled, "Dragging my mother to play the 'Trojan Horse' once, half-life almost died."

Wen Ke asked: "What project do you want to play today?"

Jiang Yi'an: "Let's keep it simple." He stepped out of the car, put on a mask and stood side by side with Wen Ke, "I'm really old, I can't stand the extreme games that young people are good at."

When he came to the ticket gate, Wen Ke slid open the screen of his mobile phone, showed the QR code for the ticket purchase to the staff, tilted his head and said, "Follow me young man, don't get lost."

Jiang Yi'an stepped into the amusement park, and was in the fairy tale world with bright lights. The orange light illuminated the whole park. He smiled at Wen Ke amidst the brilliance, "How younger is Officer Wen than me?"

"Two years old." Wen Ke replied, they followed the flow of people, facing the deeper excitement, and took a leisurely walk, "Does singer Jiang mind age?"

Jiang Yi'an shook his head: "You don't even think I'm old, how can I think you're young, I don't mind if I make money?"

Wen Ke put his hands in his pockets and said, "Then I have to think about it carefully, how can I make up for my losses from other places."

Looking around, there is a long queue for every ride. Wen Ke thought about "simpler" in his heart. He kept looking around, then pointed to the old-fashioned and tacky carousel not far away, and asked :"Play?"

Jiang Yi'an didn't answer, but his footsteps were heading towards the place Wen Ke pointed.

Most of the players on the merry-go-round are children, and two big men are mixed in the team, which is weird.Wen Ke lowered his eyes, because Jiang Yi'an was covering his mask, his expression was unclear, but judging from the slightly curved eye contours, he was in a good mood.

After queuing for a few minutes, the group happened to be stuck behind them, and Jiang Yian was about to go in. Wen Ke grabbed him back and said to the staff, "Sorry, we'll wait for the next group."

Without knowing it, Jiang Yi'an went in: "Why do you have to wait?"

Wen Ke: "The only white horse was taken by someone else."

Staring at the slowly starting turntable and listening to the cheerful and lively melody, Jiang Yi'an came to a sudden, and said with a smile: "Could it be possible that Officer Wen still wants to be Prince Charming?"

Wen Ke said solemnly: "Who made someone Snow White?"

After all, Jiang Yi'an changed his mind when he came to him, and took Wen Ke to sit in the "tea cup" that could be turned by hand. As a result, his experience after this trip was that he was really old, and the young man's hands were so strong that he fainted He almost died again.

What I remember most about coming to the amusement park with my mother is the sweet cotton candy. When I saw the cotton candy making booth, before Jiang Yi'an could speak, Wen Ke had already paid for the strawberry flavored one for him.While waiting, Jiang Yi'an turned his face and saw someone selling hydrogen balloons. He raised his elbow and poked Wen Ke's arm: "You are so powerful, guess which one I like?"

A large bunch of cartoon patterns, half of Wei Nixiong's head popped out of the middle, Wen Ke walked over knowingly, Jiang Yi'an stared with a smile, but saw him walking back with a red heart.

Jiang Yi'an stared straight at Wen Ke's approaching figure, the balloon floated in front of his eyes, and Wen Ke's deep voice rang in his ears: "Left hand."

Raising his left arm obediently, Wen Ke wrapped the red string around Jiang Yi'an's ring finger, and instructed: "Tie it like this first, otherwise it will be inconvenient to eat marshmallows."

Jiang Yi'an licked his lips, acting selfishly, and deliberately asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you choose Wei/Ni/Xiong?"

Wen Ke: "I reckon, you may prefer 'I want to give you'."

Jiang Yi'an looked down at the ring finger of his left hand. Wen Ke tied a beautiful bow on it. His throat tightened and he said, "What...what do you mean?"

Wen Ke took the finished marshmallow and handed it to Jiang Yi'an: "The meaning you expect most."

Accompanied by the cool night breeze, it is rare to find a path that is sparsely populated. The lights in the distance reflect the stars. Jiang Yi'an's mouth is sweet, and his heart is even sweeter.It's been a long time since he was satisfied like this. He was lingering, full of emotions, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. He didn't expect Wen Ke to shatter his dream with a single sentence: "There is a 3D horror movie theater in front, and the online rating is quite high. Do you want to go and see it?"

Jiang Yi'an shook his head: "No, although I'm not afraid of ghosts, I will inevitably have nightmares."

Wen Ke said, "I really want to see it."

From entering the park to now, this is the first time Wen Ke has made a request. Jiang Yi'an did not hesitate, and immediately agreed, and walked towards the entrance of the theater at a faster pace.

The black curtain in front of him was printed with bloody skulls, Jiang Yi'an bravely stretched out his hand and lifted up a corner. The walls of the dark and deep corridor had horrible human faces painted on them, illuminated by the green wall lamps, as if ghosts were walking in the night.

He timidly swallowed the last bite of marshmallow, but bravely said: "Let's go in."

Wen Ke followed Jiang Yi'an slowly, and the two of them passed the corner at the end of the corridor, their eyes were folded, and there was no one in the spacious but gloomy theater at the moment, at this moment, a desolate voice said to them lightly: "Gentlemen , welcome, please take a seat."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Yi'an looked back, the pale grimace mask frightened him to step down the steps in two or three steps, quickly rushed to the middle row, pulled the seat back and curled up, sighed: "Oh, it's so creepy."

Wen Ke sat down next to him graciously, raised his legs leisurely, with a calm and composed appearance.

Jiang Yi'an glanced to the side: "I found that you are quite scheming."

Wen Ke tilted his head: "Huh?"

Jiang Yi'an: "Do you want me to hide in your arms because I'm scared?"

Wen Ke said frankly: "I really thought so."

After untying the balloon and handing it to the staff, a white light suddenly appeared on the huge screen. Jiang Yi'an sat stiffly in the seat, listening to the nervous heartbeat. After a long pause, the screen began to shake uncontrollably.

Wen Ke lowered his head, covered his eyes with his left palm, with an expression of resignation to death, Jiang Yian understood it with peace of mind, and snickered, it turns out that Wen Ke is afraid of ghosts.

Suddenly, an immature-looking young man appeared in the brightened field of vision. Jiang Yi'an was completely stunned, reacted slowly for a moment, squinted his eyes in doubt, and after seeing who it was, he opened his mouth and failed to utter a word for a long time.

The boy's voice at that time was relatively green compared to now, and so were his facial features, but Jiang Yi'an could still quickly recognize that it was Wen Ke.

"Record it", the boy on the screen held up his mobile phone, aiming at the dazzling stage in front of him, under the stage is a sea of ​​flame-colored lights, "It's eight o'clock sharp, at the Candy Club, I'm at the live scene of the second anniversary of Mage's debut ", he shook the red rose in his hand towards the camera, "This is lead singer Jiang Yi'an's favorite flower, the organizer gave each fan one, and there will be a lottery later, it is said that it is the autographed CD of five people, if If you draw me, I will go to offer flowers."

Jiang Yi'an's chest was burning hot, and his excitement was indescribable. He couldn't help turning his face to look at Wen Ke, and found that the other party kept covering his eyes and didn't look up. He approached with a smile, and praised: "So you were very handsome when you were young." of."

Wen Ke answered in a blunt tone: "Really."

Jiang Yi'an pestered him: "Shy?"

Wen Kexin said: I really can't see it.

What followed was a half-hour-long concert video. Jiang Yi'an stared at himself at the age of 20. Regarding his attitude and aspirations towards music, even after ten years, there was still no slight change.

There was a brief blank in the edited video, and after a few seconds, the cut-off screen came back on again. The host held the lottery box in his hand, and Jiang Yian took out a note from it. After opening it, he picked up the microphone and said, "No. 28 .”

With an extremely clear "Fuck me", Jiang Yi'an couldn't help laughing in his seat. He didn't remember such an episode at the second anniversary concert at all, and his eye sockets began to burn unconsciously.

In the dark screen, only sporadic sounds could be heard vaguely, and it was quite clear. The host said: "Congratulations to this guy for getting a signed album. It's a rare opportunity. Do you have anything to say to Mage?"

After a pause for a few seconds, Wen Ke's voice finally came from the screen: "I hope that no matter what happens, the Mage band can go on unswervingly. There will be new works every year, and every year will have good results."

"I promise you." It was Jiang Yian who responded to him, "Definitely."

Next, the Mage band encore returned, and Jiang Yi'an, who had mixed feelings, realized that he was sweating all over his back. He took a deep breath to calm down: "You really didn't lie to me, we really talked ten years ago."

Wen Ke remained silent.

Jiang Yi'an asked with a smile: "Hey, where are the flowers? Didn't you agree to present flowers?"

Wen Ke touched his forehead: "I was squeezed out."

Jiang Yi'an sighed, "I have a little regret."

Wen Ke looked at him and said, "So today, I want to make up for this regret."

The theater was brightly lit for a moment, and the documentary screening ended. Jiang Yi Anshun Wenke turned his head in surprise, and the staff waiting at the exit held a large bouquet of roses, the red was warm and dazzling.Jiang Yi'an was lucky to be covered by a mask, so that the little girl didn't make fun of her embarrassing appearance of choking up several times.

After receiving the bouquet, Jiang counted silently, ten in total.He has an answer in his heart, but he still wants to ask Wen Ke for confirmation: "One a year, right?"

Wen Ke helped Jiang Yi'an lead the balloon, and walked out of the cinema with his arms around his shoulders. The amusement park was still lively, and they walked together quietly, strolling comfortably under the dim yellow street lights one after another.

Wen Ke gave an affirmative answer: "For the past ten years as a fan, one per year."

Jiang Yi'an hugged the bouquet tightly, his expression was in a trance, as if in a dream, but after being moved for a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses and asked, "I've made up for this ten years, what about after that?"

Wen Ke said: "I will also give them in the future, but I won't give you roses."

Jiang Yi'an asked: "Then what?"

The clear starry sky, the soft night, and the bright lights around, Wen Ke slightly bent his back, leaned close to Jiang Yi'an's ear and said, "Send roses."

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