Xiangyu

The beer can in his hand was cool, and because of the temperature in Qiao Yusong's palm, it turned into clear water and dripped on the carpet.

With his head lowered slightly, he stared at the carpet in a daze, and soon, from the corner of his eye, he saw Song Yuqiao's feet again.

Song Yuqiao was wearing hotel slippers, his ankles were clean, Qiao Yusong couldn't help but glance up, his calves looked slender and powerful.

Really grown up - Facing the 27-year-old Song Yuqiao, Qiao Yusong frequently used such a funny description.These legs have thicker muscles than when they were young. Although they still look thin, at least they are not as slender as bamboo poles like when they were young.

Song Yuqiao's thighs were faintly visible under the bathrobe, Qiao Yusong didn't dare to look up, lowered his eyes, and took a sip of cold beer to cool down his floating heart.

Qiao Yusong felt that he was not pure anymore—this was nonsense, and it was even hypocritical for him to say it.However, when he faced Song Yuqiao back then, he thought about what would happen if he could hold his hand, what would happen if he could kiss his cheek.

But not now.

Is it because of the relationship that has already been in love and experienced love affairs?Amidst the crackling rain, Song Yuqiao was sitting on the sofa wearing a snow-white bathrobe, and Qiao Yusong was facing him, thinking about those dreams, whether his back was so thin that he could see his back clearly, thinking about it What color are his nipples...

Qiao Yusong let out a breath and smiled bitterly in his heart.

At this time, Song Yuqiao's cell phone rang.

Qiao Yusong looked at his watch. There was still 10 minutes to midnight. He looked at Song Yuqiao in surprise.

"It's the alarm to remind you to sleep." Song Yuqiao got up, took the phone, turned off the alarm and sat back on the sofa.

Qiao Yusong was stunned, and smiled awkwardly: "It's very late."

"Hmm." Song Yuqiao opened the travel app on his phone and searched for the name of the hotel in the search box.

Isn't it just an alarm clock?Qiao Yusong watched him face the phone all the time, wondering what he was doing, but it was inconvenient to ask.After thinking about it, Qiao Yusong pretended to be relaxed and said, "This bed is quite big. If you don't mind, we can sleep together tonight." After all, this is the only choice under the current situation.It was raining heavily outside, and Song Yuqiao's clothes were being washed again, so how could he leave the hotel?

Unexpectedly, Song Yuqiao said: "It's okay, I will open a room here, and I can go to the housekeeping department to check in later."

Hearing this, Qiao Yusong's heart sank, and he asked, "Did you book a room just now?"

"Yeah." Song Yuqiao said, putting the used mobile phone on the armrest of the sofa.

"This way..." Qiao Yusong couldn't help being disappointed, but quickly said with a smile, "That's fine. Why didn't I think of it? It's actually quite convenient."

"Yes." Song Yuqiao nodded.

Qiao Yusong licked his pursed mouth, stared at the black hole of the beer can, and drank half of the can in one go.

Song Yuqiao looked at the upward curve of his neck, where his Adam's apple was moving.After Qiao Yusong finished drinking, he also looked away.

"Did you often go back to Yuetang in recent years?" Song Yuqiao asked.

"I don't go back often. In our line of work, I'm actually quite busy. There is no airport in Yuetang. If there is, there may be more opportunities to go home. By the way, do you eat potato chips? I bought potato chips." Qiao Yusong stood up after speaking.

"No need." Song Yuqiao looked at his figure for a while, and his voice softened a little, "I have eaten too much dinner, and now I have no appetite."

Qiao Yusong brought him a bottle of water, put it on the coffee table, and said, "Are you thirsty? Drink some water. I don't think you drink much beer."

Song Yuqiao looked at the beer can in his hand and smiled slightly.

What else can we talk about?Between the past and the present, Qiao Yusong chose the present."What's for dinner?" he asked.

"Hunan cuisine." Song Yuqiao thought for a while and said, "Actually, I don't eat much."

Didn't you just say you eat a lot?Qiao Yusong was puzzled.

Song Yuqiao asked, "What about you? Dinner."

After he asked, Qiao Yusong thought about it, and couldn't help but froze.Under Song Yuqiao's suspicious eyes, he smiled shyly, "I didn't eat it, I forgot."

Song Yuqiao asked in surprise, "Forgot?"

"Yeah." He scratched his cheek embarrassingly.Really, first waiting for Song Yuqiao to contact him, and then waiting for the meeting in the evening, Qiao Yusong never thought of having dinner from the beginning to the end.

Song Yuqiao asked with concern: "Is it okay? No dinner."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry. In fact, if you let me eat, I don't have any appetite." My mind is all on other things, how can I have appetite to eat?Thinking of this, Qiao Yusong suddenly remembered what Song Yuqiao said just now, and his heart beat a few times.

But he didn't dare to ask the truth, because at the same time, he had to explain the truth himself.So I can only take the guesswork that makes him complacent, and let it go.

Song Yuqiao looked at him dubiously for a few seconds, then lowered his head to drink his beer.

"Otherwise, you'd better drink water. Didn't you drink wine when you were socializing at night?" The more Qiao Yusong thought about it, the more he felt that it was a mistake to buy him beer, and his heart ached.

"It's okay, I don't get drunk that easily." Song Yuqiao asked, "I heard from Song Yan that you didn't recognize her immediately on the plane that day?"

Unexpectedly, he changed the subject, Qiao Yusong was dumb for a moment, then smiled shyly: "Yes, because she has changed a lot compared to before." How is it like him?Nothing much has changed, still so indifferent.

After getting Qiao Yusong's phone number from Song Yan that day, Song Yuqiao tried to add him as a friend through the communication software. Unfortunately, like him, Qiao Yusong turned off the related search function.Song Yuqiao also considered whether to send him a message to try, but after all, because he didn't know what to say, he never made it.

"She works in Xijin now?" Qiao Yusong asked, "You have been in touch all the time, are you still good friends like before?"

"Well. She works in the psychiatric department of the Third Hospital of Jinjin. But because she has general practice qualifications, she and some of her doctor friends go back to Yuetang every year to open a free clinic. The day you met, she had just finished the free clinic. Go back to Xijin." Song Yuqiao explained.

Qiao Yusong was fascinated when he heard it, and couldn't help but said, "That's great." He was referring to Song Yan's annual visit to his hometown for a free clinic, and the fact that the two of them have always been in touch.

Was this decided from the start?Back then they attended the same tutoring institution. Song Yuqiao and Song Yan both studied in the Xueba public welfare class that not only did not require tuition fees, but also received a "scholarship". tuition fee.As a result, after graduating from high school, Song Yuqiao and Song Yan, who used to be in the same class, have been in touch. If he hadn't been so lucky and had so many chances, he wouldn't even know where Song Yuqiao was.

"I haven't been back to Yuetang for many years." Song Yuqiao pouted, "I heard from Song Yan that Qixing has moved away from the original place."

After hearing this, Qiao Yusong was surprised and said, "Moved away? Where did you move?"

Song Yuqiao was also surprised, and asked: "Don't you know? We moved to the high-tech zone, on the road in front of the high-speed railway station. The scale has expanded a lot, at least three times the original size. It was moved about five years ago. When Song Yan returned, he found that told me."

Moved away five years ago... Qiao Yusong has been back several times in the past five years, but he has never had the opportunity to visit the original Qixing.It turned out that when he didn't pay attention, the place that left so many memories no longer existed.

"Then what is Qixing used to do now?" He only went back to Yuetang once last year, and Qiao Yusong was a little ashamed to ask this question to Song Yuqiao who hadn't been back for many years.

After hearing from Song Yan that Qixing had moved away, Song Yuqiao, who was still abroad, used satellite maps to search for the street where Qixing was originally located.He replied: "The old city is being rebuilt, and that area has been converted into government housing projects."

It's completely different from back then.Qiao Yusong thought in frustration.

After a while, Qiao Yusong lifted his spirits and joked: "Speaking of which, Song Yan is really far worse than before. I never thought she would become so feminine!"

Song Yuqiao twitched his eyebrows and asked, "Are you sure?"

Seeing this, he chuckled and said, "At least, it looks right? In terms of appearance."

Song Yuqiao shrugged noncommittally.

Thinking of Song Yan's current appearance, Qiao Yusong sighed: "I was really short-sighted back then. How could I have imagined that she would become a doctor before? She is always careless, and doctors need so much care and patience." Work. Anyway, she used to be a 'tomboy', wasn't she? And now she's all so alluringly dressed and well made up."

His words reminded Song Yuqiao of Song Yan's phrase "I have become so beautiful", and couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, is she married?" Qiao Yusong asked curiously.

Looking into his bright eyes, Song Yuqiao smiled and said, "Well, I was married. The child is four years old now."

Qiao Yusong couldn't imagine that Song Yan, who shaved his hair shorter than a boy, would become someone's wife. Just as he couldn't imagine, what kind of person would be suitable to be with Song Yan? "Really?" Qiao Yusong couldn't help asking, "Where is his husband from? What does he do?"

"It's a reporter from the TV station." After Song Yuqiao finished speaking, he found that Qiao Yusong didn't seem to pay attention to a certain word he used, and added, "However, they divorced two years ago. Now the child lives with his grandparents in Yuetang. That's why Song Yan goes back every year."

Qiao Yusong was very interested, but Song Yuqiao didn't expect to say this suddenly, and couldn't help being stunned.He suddenly remembered that what Song Yuqiao said just now was that Song Yan was "married", so she is single now.

"So..." Suddenly, Qiao Yusong didn't know whether to press on.This is someone else's gossip. If it is a good or interesting thing, it may be okay to use it as a talking point, but it is a bumpy experience after all, so Qiao Yusong has to hesitate.

"It seems that everyone has experienced a lot and changed a lot." Qiao Yusong murmured thinking about what happened to him in these years.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Song Yuqiao asked, "Has it changed a lot?"

"Yeah." He nodded, suddenly realized that he was showing too much sentimentality, and smiled, "It's like you. You just came to my place before, but on the plane this morning, I almost hit your face. You are taller Quite a few."

Qiao Yusong said while gesturing with his hands.

Song Yuqiao frowned and said, "Where was I so short before?"

"It's true." Seeing his serious appearance, Qiao Yusong couldn't help laughing.He stood up and made two gestures again, and said, "It's not even 1.7 meters to my chin, right?"

"Nervous, how tall are you now?" Song Yuqiao stood up and walked in front of him.

I don't know whether it was intentional or accidental, Song Yuqiao took big steps, and came to Qiao Yusong in just two steps, almost bumping into his face again.

The sudden approach made Qiao Yusong feel dizzy for a while, and his heart jumped up suddenly, almost jumping out of his throat.

Song Yuqiao was expressionless, so his facial features and skin looked so intact. Qiao Yusong couldn't see the traces of the laugh lines at the corners of his eyes, nor the pores on the wings of his nose.

Song Yuqiao's lip lines were very light, and Qiao Yusong looked down at his lips, feeling very dizzy.

After two or three seconds, Qiao Yusong remembered that he should breathe, and replied nervously: "1.8 meters five."

"I'm 1.8 meters six, you lose." Song Yuqiao said, turned and returned to the original place.

Qiao Yusong was stunned after hearing this, and his nervousness quickly slid down to the bottom. He laughed and said, "It's so childish."

Song Yuqiao picked up the phone, smiled lightly, and said, "It's late, I'm going to open the room and go back to sleep."

The farewell came so suddenly, Qiao Yusong was stunned, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong with it, so he could only say, "Well, good. It's quite late." Unknowingly, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Song Yuqiao put the wallet and driver's license into the pocket of the bathrobe, and said, "Clothes, I will tell the guest room directly, and the bathrobe is also. Then they may ask you to confirm..."

"I'll make it clear to them." Qiao Yusong said immediately.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Song Yuqiao looked at him and said with a smile, "Good night."

"Good night." Qiao Yusong also smiled at him.

If Song Yuqiao was wearing a bathrobe and blowing his hair in the bathroom before, it was ambiguous like the beginning or end of a love affair, then what happened in the middle made it become like this, he can only look at Song Yuqiao wearing a bathrobe leave?

I'm afraid I haven't experienced anything.The ambiguity is just Qiao Yusong's own imagination, and has nothing to do with Song Yuqiao.

However, there are too many details in the middle that are enough to make Qiao Yusong mistaken.He didn't understand, nor was he sure, whether he and Song Yuqiao should be reunited after a long absence, or a new start.

Seeing Song Yuqiao pick up the shoes and socks by the door, and about to open the door and go out, Qiao Yusong couldn't help shouting: "Xiao Qiao!"

Hearing this, Song Yuqiao paused.

The light in the porch was not turned on, and when Song Yuqiao turned around, Qiao Yusong couldn't see his expression clearly.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuqiao asked.

His calm intensified Qiao Yusong's excitement, and his heart beat wildly.Different names, same pronunciation, Qiao Yusong heard someone call this name to him almost every day.His heart sometimes rejects this, sometimes he is insensitive, and often times, he thinks that someone is calling someone else, so that he can see him too.

"It's nothing." After Qiao Yusong denied it, he immediately said, "Are you leaving tomorrow afternoon? Then tomorrow morning, can we still see each other?"

Song Yuqiao smiled and said, "Of course. See you tomorrow."

After listening, Qiao Yusong breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled and said, "See you tomorrow."