There were a lot of people in the amusement park, and there was a long queue for the roller coaster that Fu Dian wanted to ride. They waited for a full hour before they finally got in line.
There is such a sentence in Fu Yan's impression, to the effect that at the end of life, everything in life has to go through one's own life again like a revolving lantern. When it comes to the end, it will freeze at the happiest time of life, and then die.
When they climbed to the top of the facility, the little flying car moved forward slowly, and Fu Yan thought of this sentence inexplicably. I don't know who said it, but he just remembered it anyway.
He looked down from a very high place, and he could see the scenery in the distance. The city was far away and small, like a model he played with when he was a child.
He thought, and he doesn't know if this is my real life, or the revolving lantern that finally ends.
Because I held the hand of the person next to me, I felt that going down from such a high place was nothing scary.
At the moment when the feeling of weightlessness hit, Fu Fan held Qi Qianze's hand tightly. At first, he still had a lot of emotion and soft feelings, but he couldn't care about anything within a few seconds. The roller coaster can spin flowers in the air, the more exciting the better, Fu Fan can't even hear the screams of the surrounding tourists, only the wind blowing in his ears.
He suddenly became a little worried in the dizziness, and he didn't know whether Qi Qianze's hand hurt from being pinched.
Fu Yan's feeling was not good, the dizziness lingered for a long time, and he only felt nausea when he stood up, and the pulse in his wrist and his temples were throbbing together. He was dragged down by Qi Qianze, and the two walked up the stairs to help each other with handrails, like two drunks with the last thread of consciousness left, barely supporting.
On the last step, Fu Fan's arm sank and he almost fell. He looked at Qi Qianze, saw his face turned slightly pale, and said, "Legs are weak."
Fu Wen just laughed, pulled his arm back to his shoulder, and carried him away.
Qi Qianze sighed and said, "How embarrassing am I?"
Someone laughed at him in a low voice, the kind that was very kind and made people blush.
"You lose your face, I will drag my people."
There is a large audience, and it is rare to have such a legitimate and intimate moment.
Fu Wen liked it very much, and so did Qi Qianze.
That night, they watched the program of the parade.
There were a lot of people, all sitting on the side of the road, and Fu Wen and Qi Qianze were squeezed together.
It was very dark, their faces were reflected in various colors by the lights of the parade, and their fingers were intertwined amidst the loud music.
Fu Fan said something, but Qi Qianze didn't hear it, he put his ear close to him, motioning for Fu Fan to say it again.
Fu Yan's voice was a little wet, and it was really itchy in the ears.
"Let's go," he said.
Qi Qianze froze for a moment, then glanced at him.
Fu Yan nodded and mouthed—let's go.
When they walked outside the garden, there were almost no people on the road, and a few were scattered far away.
They walked for a while, and no one said a word, as if they didn't want to spoil the atmosphere at this time, or they already knew what kind of tense link would be next.
Ten minutes later, Qi Qianze finally stopped, holding Fu Ren's hand, and the two stopped on the sidewalk.
In such a night, the cool wind blows slowly, and the figure under the street lamp stretches very long.
They held hands, and the shadow also held hands, looking down, like artistic graffiti.
"Character..."
Qi Qianze was about to speak when there was a "bang" sound in the distance. Hearing the sound, a large firework exploded in the sky.
The golden flowers are dotted with silver star dots, flickering and spreading out, disappearing, and then there are a few more "bang bang bang", and they are stacked and bloomed together.
Qi Qianze turned around in such a scene and faced Fu Fan, so all those trivial and complicated memories and longings, thoughts and emotions all became unimportant background boards like distant fireworks. The scene, only the people in front of you.
"Fu Fan, you are the one I have been looking for for a long time and finally found."
It is also the person I missed for a long time before I finally confirmed it.
Qi Qianze took a step forward and hugged him, also hugging his slightly trembling emotions.
Fu Yan's chin rested on Qi Qianze's shoulder, small fireworks reflected in his eyes, his cheeks were slightly powdered, he could hear his own heartbeat intertwined with Qi Qianze's, and that person owed him a long time A confession.
"We'll never be apart, okay?"
"I love you, Fu Wen."
Fireworks dissipate into mist, on this moonlit night.
All the past has passed like the wind, leaving only the fragrance of the flowers sent by that person, which has become a firm response, lingering between the lover's lips and teeth for a long time.
The author has something to say: It ended suddenly. . I found that Wen has nothing to do with sashimi (but it was my brain hole when I was dominated by wasabi. Sashimi is also very good.) Thanks to the little friends who saw this! Comparing my heart! See you next time!