That night, Xu Tangcheng drank a lot, and Yi Zhe tried to help him stop the wine at the dinner table, but Xu Tangcheng refused to let him. But when it was KTV, when others handed him wine, Xu Tangcheng refused to drink anything. Yu An jokingly persuaded, and Xu Tangcheng turned his hand and dragged Yizhe.
"He's drinking for me."
When he said this, Yi Zhe naturally reached out his hand to pick up the wine. Yu An immediately moved his hand away and didn't let him touch the glass: "I'll drink with you, he can't replace it."
If it was a sober Xu Tangcheng, he probably would never have saved Shou Xing's face at this time. But Yi Zhe is very fortunate that Xu Tangcheng is not sober now. He lowered his eyes and waited for Xu Tangcheng to speak again, but suddenly an arm hooked his neck, forcing him to bend slightly and approach the people around him.
"It's okay." Xu Tangcheng smiled dazedly, raising the hand on Yi Che's shoulder and stroking his ear twice.
YiZhe found that Xu Tangcheng liked to move his feet when he drank too much. Last time, he remembered that he kept holding his neck while playing.
No matter what Yu An said, Xu Tangcheng always said "get it", so this glass of wine ended up in Yi Zhe's stomach.
But YiZhe drank it, but Yu Eu didn't move. He kept looking at Xu Tangcheng, and after a while, he tilted his head and gave an inexplicable smile to Yizhe: "Do I want to drink?"
YiZhe was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he raised his eyelids and said, "Whatever you want."
From the first time he met Yu An, Yi Che disliked him. There were two reasons. One was that he found that Yu An was always staring at Xu Tangcheng, and the other was that he found that he was staring at him inexplicably. It's the same now, Yu An moved his body, stared at him with a half-smile, and suddenly asked, "Why have I never heard you call me a senior or a brother?"
Unexpectedly, he suddenly pointed his finger at him, YiZhe didn't know how to answer, and he had no plans to answer at all. He squeezed out "um", which was considered the most polite treatment he had given him in other people's fields.
Yu An was not annoyed, just laughed, then patted Xu Tangcheng's knee, and said to the person who had been playing with other people's ears, "Your brother is quite individual."
The wine that should have been drunk was brought back by Yu Eu, but when someone wanted to drink with Xu Tangcheng, he persuaded him to stop him, saying that Tang Cheng drank too much.
No one bothered them again, Xu Tang was completely quiet. He didn't go to order a song, and he never picked up the microphone, so he just sat next to YiZhe with his back on the sofa. There was no movement, no sound, and YiZhe even thought the person beside him had fallen asleep several times.
But when he turned to look, he realized that he had always kept his eyes open. All the images that flashed on the big screen left traces in his eyes, and every time YiZhe glanced at it, he hurriedly turned around again.
He thought that if Xu Tangcheng was drunk, he would take him to bed earlier. But the people next to him didn't make any noise and didn't seem to want to leave, so he began to guess that maybe Xu Tangcheng's drinking was better than he thought.
His shoulders sank, and soft hair touched his neck.
After realizing what happened, YiZhe suddenly emptied a blank space in his heart, and then there was a sudden surge of sourness.
He was resting on his shoulder. As close as to rely on.
There are many people who can sing at the scene, the atmosphere in the box is warm, and the cheers and roars are never stingy. In the chaos, YiZhe only felt that his whole body was being beaten by various drums. The changing lights dangled in front of his eyes, and the unreal sense of clutter was illuminated even more.
Really drunk.
He never thought that there would be such an unsuspecting posture between him and Xu Tangcheng. Even though the reason for this scene was that Xu Tangcheng drank too much, so he forgot some inappropriate things, YiZhe still felt like he had suddenly received a gift and fulfilled an unrealistic dream.
And Xu Tangcheng didn't speak and didn't move any more, as if this was just a natural and comfortable movement.
Until a guitar prelude sounded in the strong reverberation sound, the head on his shoulder suddenly rubbed, YiZhe felt the warm breath rubbing against his skin, and his neck was itchy.
"Have you heard this song?"
Lifting his drooping gaze, YiZhe looked forward.
The color of the picture is not bright, but very pure. A man walks by the sea, wearing an informal black suit.
He shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
Xu Tangcheng raised his head just now, but after YiZhe finished saying this, he felt that he was back to the original angle, and he should be looking at the screen again.
He didn't have a post, and Yi Zhe listened to this song carefully because of Xu Tangcheng's sudden question. Lu Ming sang very nicely, but it was the lyrics that made him pay more attention. Obviously they are not gorgeous words, but they seem to be written in the bottom of people's hearts.
The music in the box was so loud that YiZhe couldn't even hear his own voice. But when Lu Ming finished singing the first stanza and the interlude ended, YiZhe could clearly hear another voice singing the song.
Xu Tangcheng didn't take the microphone, and the little volume was always covered by the voices from all directions, but because the voice was right next to YiZhe's ears, only YiZhe could hear it in the audience.
As if he was whispering to him.
This scene was extremely precious to YiZhe. He really wanted to turn his head to look at him, but he was afraid of disturbing him. When he woke up, he stopped singing. So YiZhe didn't dare to move, and kept his original posture carefully, staring at the screen.
In the heavy rain, the accompaniment suddenly stopped, and the cello sound that suddenly echoed was low, like the feeling that should have stopped abruptly, but could not be stripped from his heart.
Yi Zhe was stunned. After the violin played, he heard Xu Tangcheng singing, "Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time."
The emotions that had been forcibly suppressed began to frantically riot because of this sentence. When YiZhe felt that he was about to lose control of his emotions, he suddenly noticed a little bit of coolness on the back of his hand - the temperature on Xu Tangcheng's hand was always low. , Even in a warm room, his fingertips are cold.
With lights of various colors constantly illuminating the overlapping hands, Yi Zhe was in a trance, and some did not understand why such a scene would appear in real life.
As if telling him that this was not a dream, Xu Tangcheng's index finger moved slightly, and then he gently hooked his little finger.
The emotions in my heart could no longer be contained.
YiZhe raised his right hand and rubbed his eyes, trying to calm himself down as much as possible, but when he lowered his head slightly, he saw Xu Tangcheng raising his chin to look at him.
The last violin sound just fell, as the ending, as the final chapter. And in the applause, their eyes met, and the vines were entangled and entangled.
Xu Tangcheng didn't know until after listening to the first paragraph sung by Lu Ming that if he fell in love with a person, he could find his shadow in all the love songs. He has listened to "Sunny Day" so many times before, but he has never felt sour in his eyes and sour and sweet in his heart.
He thought that he was sick, that Yizhe skipped class and sent him to the hospital, and that in the summer of Yizhe's third year in high school, he waited for him in the dark and heavy rain, and when he turned around, he saw the boy who had gone and returned, drenched all over.
He didn't hold an umbrella and looked at him through the rain screen.
Looking back now, in fact, this young man failed to hide his emotions well at all.
Xu Tangcheng suddenly realized that he was too slow. There were so many scenes, and YiZhe's eyes were telling him something. And he clearly has a deep memory, and his heart is clearly moved, but he has never been able to figure out why he has a deep memory, and he has never gone into the depths of why his eyes can make his heart go up and down.
In fact, he still doesn't know when YiZhe's deep love began. He only knows that when he goes back to the past according to his memory and touches many scenes, he can actually see the waves in his eyes.
When I can understand it, I realize that it is not that I have never been moved.
Just like on New Year's Day that year, he rode his bicycle to the station to pick him up. Everyone was looking at this younger brother who suddenly appeared, but Xu Tangcheng saw himself in his eyes.
The wind is cold and the surroundings are noisy, but in his eyes is a narrow and quiet world, with a person safely installed.
It turned out that the feeling of pride that was sweet at that time was a very gentle heartbeat.
The love song continued, but Xu Tangcheng smiled and said to Yi Zhe, "Let's go."
Just like the night under the snow, Xu Tangcheng hung on Yi Zhe's body when he left the door of the KTV. Even when they checked in at the hotel, Xu Tangcheng always put one arm around Yi Zhe's waist and stood against him. on.
There is a signature pen for guests to use at the front desk, tied with a rope and tied to the pen holder. After YiZhe signed, Xu Tangcheng took the pen in his hand and played with it. However, because of the rope's obstruction, the pen was grabbed after only half a turn every time, shaken twice, and landed on the marble table in embarrassment. It failed all the time, but Xu Tangcheng tried tirelessly. It was not until the front desk staff handed the room card to YiZhe that YiZhe took Xu Tangcheng's hand and tried to take the pen away.
But Xu Tang Cheng didn't let go, he held the pen tightly and looked at YiZhe.
YiZhe explained patiently and softly: "The pen is tied to a rope, so it won't turn well."
Afraid that he would not understand, he also pulled the rope to show him.
Xu Tangcheng listened, and seemed to think for a while, but still insisted on turning, and began to repeat the failure just now. YiZhe had no choice but to grab the bottom end of the elastic rope and raise it, leaving a large margin for the rope, enough for Xu Tangcheng to turn the pen in a full circle.
"Turn around."
Xu Tangcheng held the pen with three fingers, slightly supported by his ring finger, then pressed his middle finger, moved his index finger away, and the black pen circled around his thumb.
"Okay." YiZhe said, "It worked."
Xu Tangcheng's reaction was a little slow, and after two seconds, he smiled. Yi Zhe raised the corner of his mouth, then took the pen away and put it back into the pen holder.
When they left, they could hear the soft laughter of the two girls at the front desk. Xu Tangcheng turned his head to look at it, and asked Yi Zhe puzzledly, "What are they laughing at?"
Looking at his frowning eyebrows and half-squinted eyes, Yi Che raised his hand and pressed the elevator button, then said, "I don't know."
Xu Tangcheng didn't speak anymore, but when the elevator door opened with a "ding" sound, he suddenly tucked his fingers into Yizhe's fingers.
Interlocking his fingers, YiZhe was stunned. When he reacted, he had already been pulled into the elevator by Xu Tangcheng.
The elevator started to rise, obviously it was a feeling of being overweight, but Yi Zhe unscientifically felt the soft weightlessness under his feet. He watched Xu Tangcheng take his hand, lift it up, and put it on his chest.
The heartbeat from the back of his hand had a very high frequency, but YiZhe believed that it was no higher than his own.
The elevator design of this hotel turned out to be a very dark environment. In the confined space, there was only a very weak blue light.
"Accelerating." In the darkness and silence, Xu Tangcheng suddenly said seriously.
YiZhe didn't know how much effort it took to squeeze out a syllable: "Huh?"
The lights on the sixth floor go out and the elevator arrives.
YiZhe hadn't recovered from the sudden holding, he even went in the wrong direction when looking for a room, dragged Xu Tangcheng down half a long corridor. The two finally found the room, but when the light was turned on, Xu Tangcheng squinted at the two beds with a puzzled expression.
He leaned against the wall, while YiZhe stood watching him.
Xu Tangcheng tilted his head and asked him, "Why are there two beds?"
YiZhe didn't understand, two people, of course, two beds. He guessed what he meant by this, thinking, doesn't he want to sleep in the same room with himself
Before he could come up with an answer, Xu Tangcheng suddenly reached out to him and pulled his arm to bring him closer to him.
"What about you?"
Xu Tangcheng, who drank too much, was much more willful, unreasonable, and rude than usual.
But Yi Zhe likes it.
"We sleep together," he explained softly.
"Two people sleep..." Muttering, Xu Tangcheng repeated these words again.
YiZhe just felt that these words floated out of his teeth, and they all sounded extraordinarily good. Just like the darkness in the elevator, the lights in the room are not bright, it is a very warm yellow tone. He looked at Xu Tangcheng's lips that opened slightly and then slowly closed, and his palms suddenly began to sweat.
The heating in the room is too good.
He was about to step back a little and keep a safe distance from Xu Tangcheng when the lips that had always been the target of his sight suddenly moved.
The warmth on his lips caused something in YiZhe's brain to explode, and the fragments flew all the way, causing him to tremble all over his body. The step back was even unstable, and the paper bag holding the room card in his hand had been deformed to an exaggerated extent, but YiZhe didn't notice it at all.
He was breathing rapidly, but the person who made the mess had a pleasant smile on his face.
Xu Tangcheng was still leaning against the wall and asked him, "What are you running for?"
YiZhe was speechless, his jaw trembled uncontrollably, as if he had completely lost control, so much that he felt ashamed. He didn't understand what kind of world tonight was, and how wrong this time and space had gone to make such a scene appear—a scene he had never even dared to dream of in his dreams.
Yi Zhe panicked and froze, but Xu Tangcheng kept laughing and laughing until he turned against the light and saw that the person on the opposite side had red eyes and something in the bottom of his eyes, which faintly flashed and lit up.
Stop looking at him, YiZhe lowered his head.
"Easy."
In a low voice, he called out to him. But seems to be the first time, no response.
Looking down, he saw his tightly clenched fist, Xu Tangcheng's heart was filled with pain.
He found himself so afraid that he would cry. He stretched out his hand in a panic, trying to pull him, but YiZhe took another step back.
At this moment, Xu Tangcheng really understood Yi Zhe's patience.
Not tonight, but over the years.
He was stunned for a while, and then seemed to have made up his mind, suddenly stepped forward with a smile, and grabbed his collar with one hand.
YiZhe was already unconscious, so he let him pull himself against the wall.
A hand came up and touched his eyes. YiZhe closed his eyes and didn't even dare to breathe. The fingertip stopped on his eyes for a long time, and the darkness brought by closing his eyes was finally scattered by a voice, tremblingly, and embraced the light in his arms.
"I'm sorry." Xu Tangcheng said.
Sorry, this sentence is unreasonable and abrupt. But YiZhe actually understood.
Only then did he realize that all Xu Tangcheng's anomalies tonight were not for no reason. He didn't know why his heart was suddenly flooded with sourness, obviously he never felt wronged, and he never felt that Xu Tangcheng owed him anything.
The hand on his face moved all the way down and finally landed on the corner of his mouth. Yi Zhe stared at Xu Tangcheng fascinatedly.
Just like when he was eating dumplings a long time ago, Xu Tangcheng lifted half of the corner of his mouth with one finger, and then lifted his head and kissed him again.
With every kiss he took away a piece of his breath. When YiZhe's mind went blank due to lack of oxygen, the people in his field of vision began to laugh again. Yi Che didn't understand how someone's eyes could be so beautiful, but those half-drunk eyes stared at him and asked, "Do you want to?"
A hand touched his waist and reached into his down jacket. The moment the skin touched, YiZhe took a deep breath.
The breaths of the two were hot, and without any excess, they were already mixed up and lost their sense of proportion.
YiZhe didn't have the strength to analyze the current situation any more. He shook his hands and grabbed Xu Tangcheng's wrist, and his gaze swept across his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and finally his mouth.
When he came up to kiss him again, Yizhe's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Are you drunk?"
He wants to make sure of some things, and even now, he doesn't want drunken sex to happen to them.
Xu Tangcheng laughed and stepped forward again, getting closer to him.
"Yizhe, just today..." His breath was on the corner of his mouth, it was sweet and hot. "After this village, there will be no shop."
Yi Zhe really couldn't tell whether Xu Tangcheng was drunk or not, but as soon as Xu Tangcheng's words came out, the string he had been tensing was completely broken.
He kissed him, no matter what, he couldn't do it, even all the senses were confused - the touch seemed to become hearing, and all the fragments related to Xu Tangcheng rumbled in his ears, obviously all of them were The warm and beautiful moment made every nerve in him hurt.
In the KTV just now, after singing the phrase "so far", Xu Tangcheng stopped. He didn't sing to the end, but Yi Zhe always thought that the "end of the story" in the song was probably the end of them, and he would eventually become an outsider in his life.
The bell of love is also the end of love.
But now, he was kissing him.
They are hugging and kissing.
The change of emotions was too drastic. It was like driving a racing car that was sprinting hard and was difficult to turn around. He was rushing forward on the pitch-black track alone. There was a starlight in front of him, so far away that the light and shadow merged into one.
It's not that he didn't know that there was an abyss in front of the starlight, but he knew even more that there was a world where he could hide his obsession. So, knowing that he would never reach the starlight, he still slammed the accelerator to the end.
However, when he did not turn back, Xu Tangcheng suddenly appeared in front of the track. He shouted something at him, and it was too loud for YiZhe to hear, but it seemed that he recognized a signal—he was telling him that he was still on his way. Yizu desperately wanted to turn around, but the speed was too fast and the sharp turn was too difficult, and the car derailed without incident. With a loud bang, the car and him crashed into the high fence with a tragic gesture.
Fragments of the wreckage were scattered in all directions, as if he had seen New Year's fireworks.
Xu Tangcheng felt Yi Zhe buried his face in his neck, and the boy's arms tightened.
The room was crowded with emotions that were about to hold, and he heard a sob that he held back, and he couldn't believe it for a while. It turned out that Yi Zhe really cried.