YiZhe didn't know why Xu Tangcheng suddenly advanced the time, but when he woke up the next day and saw the news, he immediately replied "Okay".
Xu Tangcheng left the laboratory at dinner time, the elevator door opened, and he happened to meet Yu An who came back from outside.
"Hey, go to dinner?" Yu An came out and greeted him, "I'll go back and get something, wait with me.
"No," Xu Tangcheng put one hand in his pocket, shook his head, and pressed the down elevator button, "I'm going out."
"Won't you come at night?" Yu An was a little strange.
"Yeah." Xu Tangcheng nodded, seeing that Yu Yan had to ask, so he said directly, "Go out and play."
Just as the elevator arrived, Xu Tangcheng waved goodbye to Yu Eu after he said this simply. On the phone, I received another message from Yi Zhe, saying that he had gone downstairs, saw a new milk tea shop opened next to Apartment 21, and asked him if he wanted milk tea. Xu Tangcheng was reading the text while standing in the elevator. He was about to reply when he suddenly remembered that he hadn't pressed the elevator button.
Lifting his head, the elevator door was slowly closing. He was a little surprised, because he saw that Yu An was still standing there and didn't leave.
Seeing him look over, Yu An smiled and waved at him through the narrow gap left in the elevator door.
YiZhe was waiting by the flower pond downstairs. He was squatting on the table, holding his mobile phone, not knowing what he was looking at, the light in his hand reflected his face. Xu Tangcheng walked over and found that he was carrying a small black schoolbag that he had never seen before. He picked it up and saw that it was actually a camera.
"Where did the camera come from?" Xu Tangcheng asked.
"I borrowed it from Zheng Yikun." YiZhe stood up, rubbed one sole against the edge of the flower pond, slid down, and stroked the strap of the schoolbag with one thumb, saying, "I'm going to buy one."
Just as Xu Tangcheng was about to ask what to buy one for, he heard him continue: "I will shoot you later."
A stone was kicked out all the way, the sound that should have been disordered, but because of the emotion implied in this sentence.
While still in school, Yi Zhe had already pulled out his camera and trotted two steps to Xu Tangcheng. By the lake, bare branches. In the fading twilight, a small red light flashed on the camera, as if hooking Xu Tangcheng forward.
"Look at the road," Xu Tangcheng reminded, "don't run into people."
"No, I'm watching." YiZhe held the camera, and while walking backwards, he occasionally looked back.
Two big boys, playing with a camera in the school, looks a bit weird no matter how you look at it. Seeing that many passing students were slowing down to look at them, Xu Tangcheng was thin-skinned, and quickly took two steps to catch up with the very excited person.
"Okay, let's stop shooting."
"No." YiZhe raised his elbows, avoiding Xu Tangcheng's attempt to grab his hand, and the camera was about to touch Xu Tangcheng's face. Xu Tangcheng ducked to the side, but Yi Zhe followed him without hesitation, and said with a grin, "Your skin is so good, you can't even see the pores when you pat it this way."
Xu Tangcheng cocked his head, just dodged it symbolically, then gave up, and finally let him make trouble. It was also strange that when the camera touched his skin, it was obviously cold, but it seemed to be able to push back the cold of winter.
Arriving near the Blue Harbor, Xu Tangcheng parked his car next to Chaoyang Park, fearing that it would be inconvenient to park there. When he got out of the car, YiZhe unbuckled his seat belt and said, "I'll be able to take my driver's license test soon."
They are all in the same campus environment and have the same student status. When they get along with each other on weekdays, Xu Tangcheng doesn't actually feel any obvious age gap. Yi Zhe's anticipation sentence made him suddenly think that Yi Zhe was just turning eighteen years old.
As for myself, the second birth year has passed, and the thin red rope on my hand has not faded away for a long time.
Seeing that he hadn't come down yet, YiZhe walked around from the front of the car, opened the car door, and bent over: "What's wrong?"
Xu Tangcheng shook his head. Stepping into the cold air, he couldn't hold back and stomped his feet.
The two walked towards the business district and turned into a small road after a few steps. On one side of the path is the wall, on the other side is the sparkling water. When Yi Zhe first came here, he was surprised when he saw that there was water here: "Where is this water? Is it a lake?"
Xu Tangcheng shook his head. He does know what the Blue Harbor is called three faces of water, but it's really not clear what kind of water it faces.
"Chaoyang Park has a puddle lake," he deduced based on his impression and the known geographical location, "could it be that?"
Although neither of the two people knew the source of the water, but the scenery was there, they walked to the water's edge and stood.
YiZhe tried to use the camera to take a picture of the water surface, but he gave up as soon as he aimed it.
"It's too dark to take pictures," he turned the camera around and continued to face Xu Tangcheng, "Let's take pictures of you."
This is just a small road as a transition, and the street lights are very weak, almost equivalent to none. And today is not a rest day, there are not many people here at this time, and there are only two or three cars parked on the road, and the pedestrians are sparse. Xu Tangcheng was no longer as shy as he was in school, he simply leaned on the stone fence and let YiZhe toss him.
"Are you going to run out of electricity later?"
"No." Yi Zhe said, "I've purposely filled it up."
It's really heartwarming that a person who can't find the key all the year round can still remember this kind of thing.
"Yizhe." After some random jokes, Xu Tangcheng suddenly stared at the camera and called out Yizhe's name.
He suddenly became serious, and YiZhe was stunned for a moment, and then he turned his head to the side: "Huh?"
Xu Tangcheng's eyes did not fall on him, but he was straight into the camera, recording a video-like gesture.
"Eighteenth birthday, what gift do you want?"
This question came suddenly, and YiZhe was not prepared. It seems that since he was a child, he never thought about birthday gifts. He still went through this link when his parents were not divorced, but it was only once in his father's car. He couldn't hold back and said that today was his birthday.
want…
He thought about this word, but soon found that his mentality was close to having no desires—it wasn't really like having no desires, but that everything he wanted was already in front of him.
"I don't want anything." He honestly said the first half of the sentence, feeling a little numb behind him, so he just looked at Xu Tangcheng and repeated it in his mind.
You are enough.
"Think about it," Xu Tangcheng smiled, "Eighteen years old, an adult, I want to give you something decent."
On the night of escaping from the laboratory, the dim and metaphorical lights caused Xu Tangcheng to experience obvious fluctuations in his heart after saying this. He didn't want to be recorded by the camera, so he turned around and faced the water that was constantly being stirred by the wind.
It's been a long time since I smoked, Xu Tangcheng felt in his pocket, it was empty.
He turned his head to ask YiZhe what he wanted, but was almost shot in the eye by the camera.
"Ouch," YiZhe hurriedly put down the camera and looked closely at him, "Did you knock?"
"No."
Although it was all right, Xu Tangcheng still took the opportunity to glance at him: "I told you to stay away from me."
"Oh."
This time, YiZhe was obedient and took a step back. The hand that Xu Tangcheng was about to stretch into his pocket was hanging in the air, the two of you looked at me, I looked at you, and froze for two seconds, YiZhe took another step, stepped back, and brought the pocket to him.
Take out a cigarette and light it.
"Have you thought about it?"
"Huh?" YiZhe leaned beside him and patted his side face as he was smoking a cigarette, followed by the flames of the cigarette butts.
"birthday present."
"Um..." After wandering around for a long time, Yi Zhe got an idea, "Sing me a birthday song?"
Xu Tangcheng tilted his head and smiled, the smoke rings all spinning in the air.
"The requirements are too low. I can sing the birthday song for you now."
He was joking with him, but Yi Zhe thought it was a good idea. He immediately twisted his shoulders, straightened the camera and said, "Then sing now."
"Sing what to sing," Xu Tangcheng tucked his cigarette and lit the side, "You are always like this, others can make a promotional video for my big star here."
"I don't care about them, and it's also a documentary." YiZhe lowered his voice, actually acting like a spoiled child, "You sing it to me now? If you sing it a little lower, they won't hear it, I've never heard it before. Birthday song."
I didn't plan to play with him, but Xu Tangcheng has always been soft and not hard. It wasn't a big deal at first, but after hearing Yizhe's nasal words, he lost the slightest desire to refuse.
A big boy who is close to 1.9 meters, usually always cool and coquettish, is actually worse than a little girl.
"Okay," Xu Tangcheng raised his head slightly, facing the person beside him, "Pamper you for one night."
He raps, but there is no "Happy Birthday" at all in the whole song.
When the first series of notes came out, YiZhe felt that something was not right. After Xu Tangcheng finished humming, he looked at the squinting person in the camera screen and said strangely, "This is not your birthday song."
Xu Tangcheng immediately asked back, "Didn't you hear it?"
"I haven't heard anyone sing it to me, so I don't know what the birthday song is."
Xu Tangcheng ignored him, leaned his arms on the stone ball at the top of a pillar, supported his head with his hands, and laughed happily to himself.
This reaction made YiZhe feel even more wrong. He held the camera close to him, snorted, and asked, "Did you lie to me?"
"No," Xu Tangcheng looked at him with innocent and straightforward eyes, full of magnanimity, "birthday wishes."
He took a heavy puff of cigarette, then turned his head and exhaled to the other side, then turned back, looked at the camera, and explained, "It's not just the birthday song, it's a birthday song from another country. So I only remember the melody, not the lyrics."
"Really?" YiZhe's tone was still full of suspicion, "Then which country did you say it was from?"
"Ecuador." Xu Tang took over immediately.
He made a vow, but YiZhe was still thinking about it.
Xu Tangcheng simply waved his hand and changed the subject: "Oh, look what you chose for your birthday present, or I'll give you a camera, you don't want to buy it."
"No." YiZhe refused quickly, "I want to buy it myself."
After all, I did tutoring for a semester, and I still saved some money.
After smoking a cigarette, Xu Tangcheng stabbed the garbage on the side and threw it out.
"Then think about it slowly." He took two steps forward, saw a clear blue and white sea of lights not far away, turned his head and beckoned to the man who was standing there thinking hard, teasing him, "Go, girl easy. , my brother will show you the lights."
He had never tried to speak to YiZhe in such a tone. I thought he was going to explode, but he didn't think so, and hurried to catch up, the person who came didn't protest the words just now, but said, "I think about what I want."
"what?"
YiZhe lowered his body, leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice, "That day..."
In a word, there is no subject, predicate and object, so Xu Tangcheng naturally doesn't know what this means. He looked at the hesitant person strangely: "Which day?"
"You were drunk, the day at the hotel."
Hearing this, Xu Tangcheng suddenly had some bad premonitions in his heart. He coughed dryly, looked straight ahead again, and pretended to be calm: "Oh."
I prayed that YiZhe would be simple, simple, and not say what he had guessed in his heart, but YiZhe possessed the determination and courage that disappointed him very much at the moment.
"That day, wasn't it... nothing like that." A small smile crept onto YiZhe's face, not wanton, and the deliberate suppression seemed to be hiding a secret, which seemed very sweet, "Then I am an adult, Can you… continue."
After being together for so long, no one can believe that their relationship has stopped at hugging, holding hands and kissing. He also blushed and felt his heart beat from the kiss, gasping for breath, but after that, Yi Zhe just hugged Xu Tangcheng to calm down for a while.
Xu Tangcheng finally knew what it meant to dig a hole for himself to jump in. What was he doing just now? It would be nice to buy him a camera directly.
Although I regretted it badly in my heart, it was maintained on the face, and I didn't show it. He shook his head and said quietly, "No."
"Why?" YiZhe was taken aback and protested in a low voice, "Didn't you say let me choose whatever you want?"
The drunkenness that night was a special case. Xu Tangcheng pretended to have something to do, and was not completely drunk at all. What he said and did, he can still recall it later.
Thinking a little out of control, he quickly went through the events of that night with a blushing old face, and unexpectedly, he also gained a reason that could stop this young boy with a sprouting heart.
"Hey, do you remember, I said something that night?"
"What are you talking about?" He sold out, and YiZhe was very cooperative.
"I said, after this village, there is no such shop."
These words seemed to make YiZhe stunned. He froze in place for two seconds before hurriedly chasing after him: "No, no, I don't think so. You are lying, you said it just now. Let me pick."
"I asked you to pick a gift," Xu Tangcheng stopped and asked, "What kind of mess are you picking?"
"It's not a mess." YiZhe said one thing, and two other things. The next words Xu Tangcheng choked without even drinking water. "You still invited me here."
This debate really seems to have a layer of shy pink on such an open-air public street. Xu Tangcheng didn't want to talk about invitations or not, so he threw out a sentence: "Who told you to be a coward."
"I'm not cowardly," Yizhe retorted immediately, "I'm respecting you."
When he said this, the volume was not too loud. In fact, during the whole day that the two of you came and went, even if YiZhe argued and protested, he always used a gentle tone and a low volume. But perhaps because the surroundings were quiet, the three girls with balloons still looked at them in unison.
Xu Tangcheng looked around and happened to meet them, and the four of them maintained an awkward atmosphere for a few seconds. Xu Tangcheng was still calm, he raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and touched YiZhe's head under the watchful eyes of several people: "Good boy, I understand."
He didn't get the sweet fruit, and was taken advantage of in public. Combined with that night when he missed a major event, Yi Zhe didn't even have the mood to raise the camera, and pestered Xu Tangcheng all the way, asking him if he could do it.
When he was about to cross the road, Xu Tangcheng was afraid that he would be hit by a car, so he pulled the person in front of him to his side with one hand. Yi Zhe swayed along with him. With this mistake, Xu Tangcheng realized that the red light on the camera was still on.
"Have your camera been turned off?" He pointed at the camera, a little weird.
YiZhe raised his arm and looked at it, and replied calmly, "It's fine."
Taking pictures with someone else's camera, they even discussed the pink incident for a long time. This made Xu Tangcheng extremely insecure.
"It's okay, others can't see it, I'll export it when I go back."
However, Xu Tangcheng stared at him silently for two seconds, then held up his hand, raised the camera, and deliberately straightened the camera with both hands.
"It's ready, I'm going to talk," he said.
"Oh."
On the side of the road, beside the traffic lights with lights, YiZhe focused the camera on Xu Tangcheng's face.
"It's ready, let's talk."
There were no cars in both directions, Xu Tangcheng only said five words, and strode to the opposite side of the business district.
"Don't even think about it."
It is Yizhe who wants to look at the lamp, and it is also Yizhe who is unhappy after seeing the lamp. Xu Tangcheng suddenly felt a little sorry for him. After all, he really picked him up first.
Seems to be funny
He glanced secretly, saw the face with obvious signs of loss, and laughed in his heart.
How could he take his words so seriously.
Pulling YiZhe's arm, Xu Tangcheng stopped, pointed to the wide and high steps beside him and asked, "This is pretty cool, isn't it?"
Yi Zhe listened, and mechanically pointed the camera at the big step. After a few seconds, he took two steps back and turned to Xu Tangcheng.
"You go up and I'll take a picture of you. I found this light to be good."
There are many children on the big steps, jumping and jumping, sitting and chatting, and a little boy and a little girl are paddling their fists to see who can get to the top first.
Xu Tangcheng stepped up, and yellow light radiated from his feet, which made him feel a bit like the opening of a movie, and the title was played slowly. The audience knows that it will be a good story, but the specific outline is unknown, so they can only expect and guess with the rhythm of the title.
Yi Zhe called him from behind and asked him to turn back, but Xu Tangcheng kept going up.
It wasn't until he was halfway there that he turned around and waved to YiZhe.
YiZhe didn't know why, but he rushed up quickly. He stood on a step below Xu Tangcheng, and the relative heights of the two were reversed.
Xu Tangcheng bent down slightly and took the camera from YiZhe's hand.
"Are you going to shoot?"
Xu Tangcheng nodded and put the strap on his hand. After finishing, a glove appeared in front of him.
"Then put on your gloves." YiZhe said, reaching for the camera, and stuffing the gloves into Xu Tangcheng's other hand.
It was a pair of grey woolen gloves, neat and tidy. Xu Tangcheng has never seen it before, so it should be a new one.
"It's clean, I was afraid that you were going to take pictures, so I went to the supermarket to buy it."
Thinking of this, Xu Tangcheng still didn't wake up for a while.
"Then why didn't you wear it just now?"
"I'm used to it. I didn't wear gloves in winter when I went to school." YiZhe put his hand in front of him, opened and closed it, and showed him, "I have rough skin and thick flesh, so I can't freeze. You are different, I think Your hands are never warm."
He grabbed his hand. Indeed, it was very hot, like a little sun. Xu Tangcheng suddenly remembered that his grandmother covered his hands when he was a child, and joked that it's not good for Xiao Tangcheng to have cold hands, but warm hands. Hot hands can hurt people.
He is eighteen.
How lucky he is.
Originally I only planned to shoot for a few seconds, but I didn't want to buy this glove for nothing, so Xu Tangcheng put it on anyway.
"You go upstairs," he said. "I'll shoot you downstairs later, you start running down, and I start recording."
YiZhe listened to him, but did not understand why he was running. Xu Tangcheng still kept his head bowed slightly and stretched out the various positions of the gloves. He raised his eyelids, glanced at YiZhe with a smile, and said, "Five seconds, if you can run to me from above, think about it on your birthday. You can do anything."
The amount of information is a bit large.
Yi Zhe was still in a daze, Xu Tangcheng had already taken the camera, patted his shoulder, and walked down. When passing by, he added: "Pay attention to safety, don't fall."
When you come up, it's the opening, and when you go down, it's the ending that is only one easter egg away.
Xu Tangcheng didn't really want to test Yizhe, but he was suddenly selfish and wanted to record the way he ran towards him in such a gentle light.
When he went back to the bottom, he remembered the reminder that there was no agreement to start. Not wanting to shout loudly, he took out his cell phone and called the person who had been watching him.
"Raise your hand before you go, and when you put it down, I press start."
"Yeah." Yi Zhe responded.
After such a distance, Xu Tang could still see the scorching light in his eyes.
"Yizhe," Xu Tangcheng called him, very lightly and very affectionately. He didn't know if Yi Zhe could see clearly, but he still showed a smile: "One, don't fall, two, come on, run faster, three... run better, you want to be in a documentary."
"it is good."
The solemn tone made Xu Tangcheng convinced of the result of this challenge.
"Brother Tang Cheng."
He was about to hang up, but YiZhe stopped him again.
"You take one more step back." At that end, YiZhe's tone was much more high-spirited, and he didn't have a tough tone when arguing with him, but at this moment it became a flag in the wind, "You take one more step back, I can hold you too."
Light is in the ocean, sound is in the vast universe. In his camera, YiZhe moves from far to in, so fast that it seems to crash into his soul, provoking a cry that he has no qualms about.
The documentary ended with the noisy shaking of the camera, the floor tiles, the uppers of the shoes, the trousers, and the two shadows folded together.
"How many seconds?"
"do not know."
Xu Tangcheng was held in a sturdy arm, breathing hot air, hitting his side face.
How many seconds does it matter.
They will last a lifetime.
"It must be within five seconds, I can run very fast." How bold they were at this time, with so many people coming and going, they didn't let go of each other.
"I can do it, but not for that." YiZhe tightened his arms and told the person in his arms, "It's just for you. I can run very fast. As long as you promise, I can hug you wherever you stand. your turn."
The love words spoken by teenagers are not love words, but, I dreamed of you last night, woke up in the morning, the insects were singing and the birds were singing, there was a plate of strawberries on the table, I picked the best one, and before I put it in my mouth, I suddenly thought to get it for you.
So take it to you. Never give up.
Going over YiZhe's shoulder, Xu Tangcheng could still see the ladder. When he came, it was dusty, and when he stopped, it was still light.
eighteen years old.
Xu Tangcheng's hand holding YiZhe's clothes became tighter and tighter.
It turned out that his boy had really grown up.