A thousand years have passed in a flash, the years have solidified in mottled patches, and along with the song, it seems as if I have traveled all over the capital overnight. On the snow-covered bluestone path, someone left behind embroidered shoes. Following the deep footprints, I saw the wrinkled old woman sitting on the low stool in front of the wooden door, waiting for the fragrance of the locust flowers and the swaying green lotus of that season. But until the fields are covered with yellow and the dusk snow of this season comes, until the autumn water seeps through my heart and the broken walls are rebuilt, the lover in rusty iron clothes has not yet returned on horseback.
The bells in the bell and drum tower on the Second Ring Road are dim, and the Three Pagodas Temple outside Xizhimen has lost its old appearance. The courtyards, the Forbidden City, the green tiles and red walls, the Beijing dialect, the souls wandering in the city have been waiting for thousands of years, but the city gates are still not open!
One night in the capital is nothing but dust!
After the song, there was silence in the room at first, and then warm applause broke out. In this age of collision of ideas, there are many songs to listen to, but only a few to understand.
Miao Qingyan put down the microphone and stared at Wen Liang blankly. She was not singing just now, but had a dream. She dreamed that she was walking shoulder to shoulder with someone in the deep alleys of the old capital. She could not see the face of the person next to her clearly, but she felt more at ease and leisurely than ever before.
Wen Liang opened his arms, gave her a gentle hug, and said with a smile: "Meow meow, happy birthday!"
Chen Sheng once said that "One Night in Beijing" was a song that fell from the sky and had nothing to do with him. To Wen Liang, Miao Qingyan seemed like a person who suddenly appeared and swaggered into a certain track in his long life, and then they walked side by side for a short distance by accident.
This may be what is called fate. I don’t know why we met, and I don’t know when we will leave!
Miao Qingyan's tears fell down. She was not a shy girl. She cried more violently and excitedly than other girls. She almost let her snot flow onto Wen Liang's shoulder. Lu Yu came over to help Wen Liang out. She handed him a tissue and said with a smile, "It's your birthday today. You should be happy. Hurry up and wipe it off. Otherwise, your makeup will be ruined and you will look like a kitten. Be careful that Mr. Wen will dislike you if he sees you."
Miao Qingyan burst out laughing, took the tissue and said, "He is not related to me, how dare he dislike me?"
Wen Liang sighed and said, "Yes, Miss Miao was born with a pair of Nike eyes. The corners of her eyes are almost growing to the sky. How could she look down on us poor people who run around and do small businesses here and there!"
Lu Yu smiled and didn't respond. Miao Qingyan wiped her tears and said coquettishly, "Stop pretending, okay? You have such a beautiful girlfriend, how could you fall for us vulgar girls? Lu Yu, you don't know, his girlfriend is so beautiful that it's unfair to say that she is so beautiful. I have never seen such a beautiful woman in my life, how can I put it, such a beautiful woman that makes people never forget her after just one look!"
Lu Yu looked a little unnatural, and looked at Wen Liang and whispered, "So Mr. Wen has a girlfriend..."
"Why, am I so annoying that I can't even find a girlfriend?"
Wen Liang didn't know whether Miao Qingyan brought this up in front of Lu Yan on purpose. Based on his understanding of Miao Qingyan, she probably just said it casually and didn't mean to do it. But he didn't need to deny it. Sometimes, it's better to have as little trouble as possible.
"Ah, no, that's not what I meant," Lu Yan hurriedly shook his hands and explained, "I thought Senior Sister Miao was your confidante..."
Wen Liang patted Miao Qingyan on the shoulder and said, "We are friends, but not the kind you guessed. If you must give us a name, then just treat us as brothers!"
"Bah, who is your buddy? Can I treat you as my sister?"
Wen Liang laughed loudly, and the wretched uncle gene that hadn't been activated for a long time was about to come out, and said: "Brothers and sisters, it's all fine. I can be straight or gay, male or female. I am very malleable. Don't worry too much about the gender issue!"
These words made Miao Qingyan and Lu Yan laugh at the same time, but the difference was that Miao Qingyan pressed Wen Liang's shoulders and laughed so hard, while Lu Yan just covered her mouth and still laughed like a lady.
Many people like ladies, but Wen Liang appreciates Miao Qingyan's authenticity. He snapped his fingers and said, "Cut the cake. After we finish the cake, I have something else to do and I have to leave first!"
Of course Miao Qingyan knew that Wen Liang was not like them who could do nothing and have fun all night long, so she nodded sensibly, pulled Lu Yan over, and together with Zhao Lingling asked everyone to light the candles. After they were lit one by one, the lights went out, and everyone surrounded Miao Qingyan, who was smiling brightly, clapping their hands and singing Happy Birthday.
After she clasped her hands together and made a wish, everyone stretched out their arms, put their shoulders together, touched their heads together, bent down and counted three, two, one, and blew out all twenty-three candles with a puff.
“Dreams come true!”
"Long live Senior Sister!"
"Let's share the cake!"
Several lively boys and girls started to make noises, and each of them took a piece of cake. I don't know who started it first, but they threw the cake at each other's face like a missile, and then a fight broke out. Wen Liang took the piece that Miao Qingyan cut for him, and wisely hid aside, watching the birthday girl being chased by a group of people and getting cream all over her head and face. She looked so cute.
One of the boys, perhaps because he saw Wen Liang was too lonely, rushed over with a cake in his hand and was about to throw it at Wen Liang, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to do it when he saw his indifferent expression.
Just when things were awkward, Wen Liang smiled and said, "You still have beer in your hand. We're all men, so why don't we have a drink?"
The boy breathed a sigh of relief, shouted "OK", poured two full glasses of beer, and came over to drink them all with Wen Liang. Once someone started, others followed suit, and one after another boys came over to clink glasses with Wen Liang. Miao Qingyan was about to get angry, but Wen Liang shook his head at her and said with a smile: "Today is your birthday, don't spoil everyone's fun."
Although Wen Liang's drinking capacity was repeatedly humiliated by Si Yajing and Ning Xi in Qingzhou, it was something he had practiced. It was no problem for him to deal with a few schoolboys. He stood where he was and drank the wine without any hesitation. He was extremely generous. In the end, even girls came over to drink with him.
Miao Qingyan saw him drink more than a dozen glasses in a row, and couldn't help stamping her feet. She rushed over and snatched the glass from his hand, saying, "I'll drink it for him!"
"Senior sister, you can't be partial. I am your junior sister after all. My father and mother are closer than I am to you. How about you take my place?"
"Yes, yes, since you feel sorry for them, you should also feel sorry for us. Why don't you just replace ours as well!"
A group of girls were eager to create chaos in the world, and they started to scream and chatter, which was even louder than eight thousand ducks. However, even though they were screaming loudly, they kept moving their wine glasses closer to Wen Liang's face.
How could Wen Liang, a grown man, be frightened by a little girl? He took the glass and said, "Since my drink has been taken by your senior sister, I'll drink your junior sisters' drink!"
"Oh, Junior Sister? You don't look even older than me, why don't you just call me Senior Sister?"
"You are courting death, girl. I only have one senior sister, and that is our senior sister Qingqing!"
"Yes, there is no two suns in the sky, and no country has two masters. Senior Sister Miao is so kind to you, but you actually want to usurp the throne..."
Wen Liang was overwhelmed by what he heard, and quickly winked at Miao Qingyan. The two raised their glasses high, and then clinked them together. Through the light yellow beer glasses, countless drops of crystal liquid reflected two equally smiling and clean faces.
cheers!
After finishing the glass of wine, Wen Liang had already decided to leave. Just as he was about to speak, Lu Yu came over with another glass of wine, bowed his head and said, "I'm offering this glass of wine to thank Mr. Wen for his help during the day!"
Wen Liang certainly wouldn't reject her in front of so many people. He took a glass of wine and clinked it with hers, saying in a joking tone, "After drinking this glass of wine, we're even. Don't ever ask me to help you again. It's just a small favor from me, and I really don't deserve it!"
Putting down the wine glass and saying goodbye to everyone, Miao Qingyan sent Wen Liang out. Just as she walked out of the KTV door, she heard someone behind her shouting, "Mr. Wen, wait a minute!"
Lu Yu chased out with her skirt lifted up, panting slightly, and said, "Can you give me your cell phone number? Although that matter is a piece of cake for you, it means a lot to me, so you must let me treat you to a meal, otherwise I will feel guilty!"
"Okay, Qingqing has my contact information, you can ask her for it later! Go back quickly, it's cold outside, don't catch a cold." Wen Liang smiled kindly and spoke softly, but no one could notice the indifference and calmness deep in his eyes!
When Lu Yu turned around and left, Miao Qingyan didn't take it seriously. Instead, she asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Can you still drive? I told you not to drink, but you drank so much!"
"I had foresight and I got here by taxi. Don't worry, I used to be known as the 'little prince who never gets drunk', and I don't even know what it means to lose in a drinking contest!"
He only dared to brag to Miao Qingyan. She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled. With the help of alcohol and the night, she looked quite charming and feminine. She spat, "Little prince, you are just an old-fashioned guy!"
Wen Liang laughed knowingly again. The busyness and tension since coming to Beijing, and the expectations and despair of Ning Huchen, all took their final toll in the capital tonight.
While waiting for the bus, Wen Liang suddenly asked, "Did you tell Lu Yu anything? Did you also tell him that I was going to invest 5 million?"
"I told you, Lu Yu has been helping out in the lab these past few months, so she's one of us. Even if I don't tell her about this today, she'll know about it tomorrow. It shouldn't matter, right?" Miao Qingyan carefully glanced at Wen Liang's face, and said dejectedly, "Did I do something wrong again?"
Wen Liang shook his head and said with a smile: "I just asked casually, it's no big deal!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.) (To be continued)