When going out with others, Song Yunhui seldom plays with his mobile phone. When Qin Shu drives, he sits in the passenger seat to enjoy the scenery and talk to him from time to time.
Qin Shu drove ahead, and Song Yunhui looked at him, looking at him unscrupulously, and then praised: "It looks good."
The city is the next door, but it is very close to my home and not much different from the distance to the center of this city.
After circling the city for more than ten minutes and finding a parking space, the two finally got out of the car.
The itinerary had been decided last night. Song Yun looked back at the map, trying to see how to get to the first chosen attraction.
He looked at it carefully, and seemed ready to leave at any time. Qin Shu patted his hat gently and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet. Have breakfast first."
The hat felt unexpectedly soft when I tapped it. I didn't have to use any force, but it seemed to sink into my body so easily.
Song Yun looked up, and the glasses on his nose slid down slightly.
In order to see more scenery today, he even put on glasses, which he didn't usually wear.
The equipment is very complete.
understood.
This morning, Song Yunhui and Qin Shu visited two scenic spots. Several new photos were added to Song's photo album, and a lot of photos were also added to Qin Shu's photo album.
The two did not drive, but took the bus.
Song Yunhui didn't figure out why he and Qin Shu looked like a couple until he walked out of the store.
But his enthusiasm faded after he stood on a packed bus for one stop.
Bai Linhua sat in the middle, glanced at his phone absentmindedly, and did not raise his hand.
He was reflecting. Qin Shu remained silent, then glanced downstairs and said, "Want some ice cream?"
The first moment he saw it, he lowered his head to look at Song Yunhui, and his gaze met the other person's.
Song Yun nodded.
The barbecue restaurant is in a shopping mall some distance away from here, on the second floor, and is easy to find.
Entering the store, eating, everything went smoothly.
Yesterday, the two of them looked around and finally decided to book a barbecue restaurant. The reason was simple: the food was said to be delicious and there were private rooms available.
Qin Shu also saw it.
The man wearing a jacket reserved for middle-aged men raised his hand, "Who's in favor of buying fruit tea?"
She pondered for a second, and then she suddenly realized.
***
“I’m full, but a little greasy.”
The topic was successfully diverted.
Just after putting a glutinous rice ball into his mouth, Song Yunhui happened to see a pan-fried buns shop.
The voice of a handsome guy!
The clerk looked up and the first thing he saw were two identical pink sweatshirts.
Both of them took off their masks temporarily, but they both wore hats, which were pulled down low. No one would bother to look at what a stranger looked like in such a crowded street, and the crowd instead became a protective umbrella for the two of them.
Qin Shu said, "Let's take a taxi."
Song Yun smiled back and said, "Okay."
There happened to be a commercial street nearby with many breakfast shops. Song Yunhui took a look and was immediately attracted by the sight.
The two successfully reached an agreement and took a taxi.
Standing at the edge of the platform, Song Yunhui put one hand on Qin Shu's shoulder, with a look of despair on his face.
The location has been decided long ago, so you just need to arrive on time.
When the two were about to disappear in the crowd, she took out her phone and took a picture while there were no customers.
Both of them were wearing hats. One was so busy eating that his face couldn't be seen, while the other one had a mask on so tightly that one could only barely tell that he was a handsome guy.
The first thing he bought was small dumplings, which were put in a small box. He ate one himself and found it delicious, so he gave one to Qin Shu.
Several other people raised their hands.
Song Yun replied: "Eat!"
The last box that was given to hold the steamed buns was a pink one, which just matched the color of their clothes.
The two walked towards the shengjianbao shop together.
The city’s buses are also one of the local features, and Song Yunhui is very interested in them.
The cashier looked at them, then smiled and said, "Couples get 20% off. Welcome to come next time."
After walking around the wetland park, it was finally time for lunch.
Pulling his hat down a little more, Qin Shu glanced at the small glutinous rice balls that Song Yunhui was still holding, and said to the clerk, "A small portion of pan-fried buns."
The barbecue was delicious, the store was very nice, and they gave us a little surprise: two small key pendants, a pig, and a little dinosaur.
There was only a small accident when paying the bill.
Qin Shu is tall, so he needs to raise his hands a little higher to feed him accurately.
After eating a few dumplings, Song Yunhui still looked around the street to see if there was anything interesting.
"Okay, the minority obeys the majority. Let's buy some fruit tea and go back to the recording studio."
Several people stood up and went to the milk tea shop upstairs.
The work of making soy milk taste bad has been completed, and now the pressure is on them. Today they came here specifically to record songs, and they have been working continuously for a long time since early morning, so they rewarded themselves by eating something delicious.
But just eating is definitely not enough.
There is an ice cream shop next to the milk tea shop. A few people took a look and started thinking about whether to drink fruit tea or eat ice cream.
Bai Linhua was inexplicably not in a good mood today. He did not join in the fun, but took a few steps back and leaned against the railing.
There was a person next to him, in pink, also hanging on the railing with no strength. He only took a glance and then looked away.
He turned his sight and saw a huge cotton baby in the cabinet of the store across the street. As if remembering something, he took out his phone and took a picture, then lowered his head to type.
The result of deciding to eat ice cream was that there were quite a few people lining up. Qin Shu lined up while Song Yun stood aside.
The shopping mall is in the shape of a U, surrounded by railings. Song Yunhui leaned on the railing and looked down at the photos he had taken today.
Then the phone rang.
It was Bai Linhua, who sent him a photo.
The photo shows a huge cotton baby in a cupboard, forming a sharp contrast with the many small dolls next to it.
The picture is cropped, so you can't see the surroundings, and all you can see is that huge mass of yellow.
It's also very cute.
"… "
Bai Linhua didn't expect to get an immediate reply. After sending the message, he was about to put away his phone, but he heard the phone of the person hanging next to him ring.
It's a bit weird, take another look.
He watched from the corner of his eye as the other person raised his hand to type.
The other party probably didn't type many words, so he just tapped twice.
Then the phone in my hand shook.
An indescribable emotion surged up in his mind, some confusion, some disbelief, and inexplicable happiness. He hesitated for a moment and turned his head to look over there.
He could only see the mask on the other person's face and the glasses on his nose. The brim of the hat was pulled down low, covering his eyebrows and eyes.
This is soy milk, no doubt about it.
Sure enough, he was lying. He was right here, so close.
Just as he was about to step forward, the person opposite him moved. He turned around and waved slightly in an arc as if to someone. His slender fingers swung in the air and then disappeared.
Another person appeared in sight.
She is very tall and conspicuous in the crowd. She is also wearing a pink sweatshirt and holding two ice creams in her hands. It feels very incongruous, but also inexplicably suitable.
After taking the ice cream, Song Yunhui’s face was filled with joy even with the mask and glasses.
The two left together.
"what would you like?"
Just as he was in a daze, someone patted him on the back and said, "After repeated discussions, we decided to have both."
Bai Linhua slowly pushed his hand away without saying anything.
***
Feeling more energetic after the meal, Song Yunhui and Qin Shu visited a few more places in the afternoon and finally went to the more famous music square in City B.
It is almost evening now. The crimson sunset in the distance is rolling and spreading all the way to this side, turning into an orange hue and reflecting in the sky.
There were quite a few people in the square. The street lights were on, but it was hard to see each other's faces under the dim light. Many people found a place to sit and practiced their songs. Occasionally, someone would applaud and take photos.
The night breeze was a little chilly, but the sweatshirts they were wearing were warm enough, and the two of them were still moving around without feeling the cold at all.
Song Yunhui narrowed his eyes slightly and felt a little cool.
I haven't felt this way in a long time.
In the middle of the square is a white pavilion with a piano standing there.
The person next to him who should be a staff member was looking around and asking, "Is there anyone who can play the piano? Want to try?"
Song Yun turned around and looked at Qin Shu, and said, "I can play the piano a little bit, do you want to listen?"
He said, “If you want to hear it, I’ll play it for you.”
His voice was diluted by the wind and seemed lighter.
Qin Shu looked at him and nodded.
Song Yun pushed his glasses back and said, "Wait for me."
He said and trotted away.
Qin Shu watched him walk towards the staff standing by the pavilion, then stopped at a distance and negotiated with the other party for a while.
The staff member seemed to smile and gestured to Song Yunhui that he could go over.
Qin Shu walked forward a short distance and got closer.
He kept looking at Song Yunhui seriously, and when he came to his senses, there were already quite a few people standing around him.
Most of these people are tourists who come to join in the fun and locals who come for a walk. They go wherever there is excitement.
Song Yunhui is still tuning the piano.
His movements were smooth, each one had a purpose, and nothing was superfluous.
This doesn't look like the "a little bit" he just mentioned.
Others are waiting too.
Song Yunhui noticed that there was a small circle of people around him, but he didn't seem to care much, and his relaxed attitude didn't change at all. He glanced at Qin Shu, then looked away.
Song Yun responded with "Mazurek".
Some people originally thought that the pink sweatshirt and baseball cap did not match the piano, but these thoughts disappeared instantly after the sound was heard.
The staff member on the side widened his eyes a little.
The staff were surprised and other onlookers were amazed.
They are not experts, but they can hear that it sounds very good. It is a primitive feeling from the heart.
The red glow in the distance has burned to the nearby area, and the person sitting next to the piano and the piano are dyed orange together, which is gentle and warm.
(End of this chapter)