2009, Christmas.
Snowflakes are falling on the shoulders, Santa Claus stickers are hung on the doors and windows of the shops on the street, colorful lights are twinkling, Christmas trees of all sizes...
Chen Jiu finished his part-time job at a restaurant near the school, and trotted back to the dormitory with two warm steamed buns in his arms.
There was no one in the dormitory, two roommates went out to accompany their girlfriend, and the other asked a friend out to have fun.
Chen Jiu's parents died early, and after he was a teenager, he spent many festivals alone.
I thought I would be alone this Christmas.
But a small game suddenly appeared in the mobile phone two months ago and changed everything.
Chen Jiu took out the night snack buns he had carefully protected from his coat, and brought them up to his nose to smell them. They were the last two beef buns left in the store, and the aroma was enticing.
Chen Jiu took out the phone, opened the lid, and said to the screen, "Tuantuan, it's time for supper."
What is displayed on the screen of the mobile phone at this moment is "Elf Rebirth Mobile Game".
In a small room, in front of a small desk, sat a Q-version figure with three heads.
The villain is wearing black home clothes, a meticulous hairstyle, and a straight back. He is typing in front of a mini computer.
The elf called Tuantuan paused, turned his head, and looked at Chen Jiao with a serious expression.
"Um...sorry." Chen Jiao grinned, "I made a slip of the tongue, Tuan...Mr. Tuan. I brought back supper. It's your favorite stuffed beef bun. Do you want one?"
Mo Yiyan stared at Chen Jiao for a second time, and sighed indistinctly.
The name Tuantuan was obtained by Chen Jiu, and he only blamed himself for not being able to stop it in time. He clicked the confirmation button, and according to the regulations of the system, he could not change it at will.
Later, Chen Jiu explained that the reason why he thought of Tuantuan immediately was because when he saw him for the first time, he seemed like a serious little rice ball.
No-nonsense, walking little rice balls…
"Today is Christmas." Xiaofantuan... Mr. Tuan jumped off the chair.
Chen Jiao nodded, "Yeah, so there are a lot of guests, and you're late, are you in a hurry?"
Mo Yiyan watched as Chen Jiao hurriedly took off his coat, but he was sweating profusely in such a cold weather outside, and couldn't help frowning.
Chen Jiu saw it, and asked, "Are you hungry?" While talking, he sent one of the buns in.
Mo Yiyan has been busy with a thesis tonight, and is preparing to take credits in advance, so he has not eaten yet.
Two people are eating.
A message entered the phone.
Mo Yiyan didn't take the initiative to turn off the "read phone information" function, so he can also see the content of Chen Jiu's information.
The person who sent the message was a junior whom Chen Jiu had helped at the beginning of the school year. His name was Wu Hang. He had a harmless face. He was from a good family and was quite popular in the school.
Chen Jiu clicked on the information to check.
[Senior, tomorrow is the carnival night, people from the club want to go out together, you should come too! I will pick you up tomorrow! ]
"Tomorrow the literature and art club will go out to play together." Chen Jiu habitually said to Mo Yiyan after reading the message.
After Christmas, there are three consecutive days of carnival nights, and many KTV entertainment venues around the university have been fully booked in advance.
Mo Yiyan didn't raise his head, "Tomorrow is my birthday."
"Ah?" Chen Jiao was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you have the same birthday as Wu Hang?" Wu Hang invited him to celebrate his birthday more than a month ago, but because it collided with Mo Yiyan's birthday, he Had to break the appointment.
Mo Yiyan bit on the steamed stuffed bun, one side of his cheek was bulging, "That's my solar birthday, but I have to celebrate my lunar birthday too."
"It's like this." Chen Jiu made a mistake. Chinese people really need to pay more attention to birthdays in the lunar calendar.
Putting down the buns, Mo Yiyan jumped down from the chair, with short arms and legs but a serious look, "Ahem... As for the presents, there is no need to prepare them. Just fulfill the basic obligations of a player and accompany me to finish the meal. Then just wait for twelve o'clock to arrive together."
In order to satisfy Mr. Tuan, Chen Jiu had no choice but to reject Wu Hang's invitation and stay in the dormitory; "Celebrating his birthday" with Mo Yiyan.
It was Mo Yiyan's "birthday".
Chen Jiu packed a few dishes from outside and bought a small cake for two.
Mo Yiyan was in a good mood throughout the day. Although the two birthdays were not on the right day, they were happier than the previous two decades.
Chen Jiu put candles on the cake, "I'll pass the cake in."
Mo Yiyan stopped, "Wait, just cut it in half and pass it in."
"Huh? Not good." Who would blow out candles to half a cake on a birthday
"What's wrong, do you want me to do this kind of rough work?" Mo Yiyan's tone was blunt, but fortunately he has a cute and cool little face, which makes people laugh no matter what.
Chen Jiu shook his head helplessly, "Okay, I'll cut it."
"Hmph~" Mo Yiyan turned his face away in disdain. In fact, what he was worried about was that if Chen Jiu passed the cake in, he would not be willing to spend money to take it out, and he would probably find an excuse of having a toothache and stomach discomfort and leave the cake to him.
Chen Jiao cut the cake and passed half of it into the game.
The two people were guarding half a piece of cake inside and outside the screen, and candles were lit on the cake.
"Wait!" Chen Jiu trotted over to turn off the lights in the dormitory, except for the light coming in from the window, a small candle became the only light source.
The heating in the dormitory was very good. He was only wearing a white shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, revealing his fair neck and deep and slender collarbone.
Mo Yiyan's gaze changed, and then he quickly closed his eyes.
"Did you make a wish?" Chen Jiu rarely had anyone celebrate his birthday since he was a child, so he was always looking forward to this wonderful sense of ritual in his heart.
Anyway, it's not really a birthday, so you can just pick one, right? Then I hope that after I leave the game in the near future, Chen Jiu can still obediently stay by my side... As for why, after these two months of observation, with my keen judgment, Chen Jiu is especially suitable to be an assistant, um, that's it reason.
Mo Yiyan nodded, indicating that he had already made his wish.
"Then let's blow out the candles together!" Chen Jiu was looking forward to this part the most, his mouth was puffed up, and when he was about to blow out the candles in the next second, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open.
"...Senior, I'm sorry, I thought no one was there when the lights were turned off outside, so I subconsciously pushed." It was Wu Hang who came in.
"Ah...it's okay! Chen Jiu was taken aback by Wu Hang who suddenly bumped into him, grabbed the mobile phone leaning on the book, and put it on the table.
From Mo Yiyan's point of view, the screen on the wall was pitch black... only the conversation between two people outside could be heard.
"Senior, is your birthday today?" Wu Hang saw half a cake on the table that had not blown out the candles.
Chen Jiao was stunned for a moment, and could only smirk, "Ah, yes, it's a birthday."
A look of surprise and shame flashed across Wu Hang's face, "I thought senior, your birthday is in June, I'm so sorry." He had already learned some information about Chen Jiu, but it was only official information, and some mistakes are possible .
"It's okay, no need to apologize, I... I had a lunar birthday."
Wu Hang: …
Wu Hang was speechless, knowing that Chen Jiao might have something to hide from him, but now was not the time to inquire, and his eyes fell on the cake with candles again, only to find that the cake was only half. The candle on it hadn't been blown out yet, obviously Chen Jiao hadn't eaten yet.
"Senior!" Wu Hang's voice suddenly became hoarse, his eyes were red, and he looked sad and angry.
"Eh..." Chen Jiu was a little confused.
"You...you... did you buy someone else's leftover cake?" Wu Hang staged a big drama in his heart at this moment. He had known for a long time that the parents of Chen Xuechang, whom he admired, had both died and his family was poor, but he never thought that it would be so miserable...
Chen Jiu only wanted to keep the elf's secret, so he followed him without thinking, "Haha, it's... cheap."
"Senior!" Wu Hang cried out in distress, and then vowed to bring Chen Jiu the most romantic birthday in history.
Chen Jiu refused for a long time but failed, and was finally dragged out to have dinner.
Wu Hang also wants to go to the movies and go to the square to have a carnival.
Chen Jiu repeatedly said no.
The little guy in the game must be angry now, so why don't he go back to Shun Shun Mao sooner.
Chen Jiu went back to the dormitory and clicked on the game.
Sure enough, Mr. Tuan was sitting with his back to the screen. The cake on the small dining table hadn’t moved at all. The candles on it had been burned out, and tears were spreading on the cake like miserably.
"Mr. Tuan, Mr. Tuan." Before he could take off his coat, Chen Jiu clicked on the game and called out to the little figure twice.
Mo Yiyan didn't turn his head, as if he didn't hear.
"round and round?"
"..."
"Tuanzi?"
"..."
Chen pointed at the small back on the screen of the phone, "Okay, I apologize. But I was really afraid that you would be discovered just now, and I was in a hurry."
The stubborn little back still refused to respond.
I apologize, okay? Chen Jiao took off his coat and sat down, ready to fight a protracted battle with his small group.
Unexpectedly, he didn't speak for two minutes, and while he was folding his clothes, Mo Yiyan turned around, with a fierce and accusatory expression on his face.
Chen Jiu suddenly felt more guilty.
"Let's eat cake together, shall we? It will go bad after a long time." Chen Jiao coaxed patiently.
Mo Yiyan glanced at the cake on the table. In fact, he doesn't like sweets at all. Before he became an elf, every time Mo's mother took him to celebrate his birthday, even if it was the most advanced birthday cake that he had customized, he could barely eat a bite or two.
But a month ago, Chen Jiu bought the bowl-sized panda cake, but he ate it all in one bite. He could feel that Chen Jiu was trying his best to give him the best.
Chen Jiu usually goes to work, instead of taking the subway, he takes two buses and walks for more than ten minutes, just to save two dollars. His shoes and clothes are all styles from a few years ago, and the vest inside has already been washed. It's transparent. This is such a person, but he is willing to take out his savings for many years, help him pay 10,000 yuan in tuition fees, and buy a custom-made small suit as a gift on his birthday.
Every dime was saved by him, and so was this little cake.
Chen Jiu saw that the expression on his little elf's face softened, and said with a smile: "Come on, I forgot to pass in the lower fork just now, look at this little fork with a picture of a red panda on it, round and round like you... Cough cough... I passed it in..."
The fork is transferred into the game.
Mo Yiyan held it in his hand, and suddenly raised his head, "Chen Jiu."
"Huh?" Chen Jiao scooped out a piece of butter and was about to stuff it into his mouth.
"I'll take care of you in the future." Mo Yiyan stood in front of the dining table, his big eyes revealed a seriousness and depth that didn't match his appearance.
Chen Jiao was stunned.
Mo Yiyan continued: "I will raise you in the future, and I will never make you unable to eat cakes and be bullied by others."
"Ah, good!" Chen Jiao was stunned, his eyes were a little hot, and a warm current flowed slowly in his chest. Although the person talking was just a different-dimensional life in the mobile phone, it was still a Q-version dumpling, but it gave him unprecedented comfort and security.
June 2010.
Mo Yiyan has reached level 52. Due to system restrictions, he cannot meet with his family and reveal his identity, but he can already enter and exit the game freely. With a strong business acumen, he made his first pot of gold in the logistics industry by using the game's function of transferring items, and then started financial investment. Players who have truly supported themselves.
Of course, the worries after reaching the full level are getting bigger and bigger with the increase of the level, but recently there is one biggest practical problem that has always troubled Mo Dashao. That is, after he was free to enter and exit the game, the system automatically arranged an identity for him in the third dimension. The name on his household registration book, ID card and other valid documents was - Chen Tuantuan.
Chen Tuantuan!
For this, Chen Jiu expressed his sincere apology several times, but Mo Yiyan clearly saw his shaking shoulders after turning around.
Helpless, he could only stare at the other person coldly with dead fish eyes every time after being checked his ID and saw his name, until the other person swallowed the smile that crawled to the corner of his mouth.
"Tomorrow there is an activity in the club, today we are going to rehearse in the auditorium, would you like to come and see?" Chen Jiu leaned against Mo Yiyan with the guitar in his arms.
The two of them had just finished dinner and were enjoying the breeze on the balcony of the rental house.
After Mo Yiyan regained his original appearance, he was half a head taller than Chen Jiu, and his shoulders were also wider, fully bigger than the thin Chen Jiu. He changed his posture, wrapped the person in his arms, and plucked the strings with Chen Jiu's hand.
"The one named Wu Hang is going too?" Mo Yiyan asked.
"Well." Chen Jiu never knew why Mo Yiyan was particularly hostile to Wu Hang, but he still stood by Mo Yiyan from the bottom of his heart, so he added: "We are not a show. I play guitar and sing, he is a stage play."
Speaking of this stage performance, Mo Yiyan couldn't help frowning. If he hadn't pretended to be sick 15 times a month, maybe Chen Jiu would have been pulled into the show.
"I happen to be fine today." Mo Yiyan decided not to give that kid the slightest chance, "You were fine on the day of the performance."
As a result, on the day of the official performance, an actor in the Wuhang stage play suddenly contracted dysentery and was taken to the hospital to be hung on the water. There was really no way to continue the performance.
"Senior, you have read this script before, and this character has only three lines in total, and the rest of the time is in a coma, can you help me with a cameo?" Wu Hang looked sincere.
Chen Jiao hesitated, "But I haven't even rehearsed."
Wu Hang quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay, you just need to memorize the lines and follow my emotions."
Chen Jiu had no choice but to agree, took the script and flipped through it. It was true that he, the comatose protagonist, finally woke up smoothly at the end of the story, and then hugged the protagonist deeply...
Mo Yiyan carried a box of fruit to the backstage to find someone, only to see Chen Jiao holding a script and reading it seriously, gesticulating and practicing something, and a bad premonition arose in his heart .
The lights dimmed...
The protagonist who is in a period of confusion in life has finally found his own direction. He must bravely step out of his safety circle and pursue the true belonging in his heart. He loves music, and he wants to embark on this sacred path!
The twists and turns of the storyline shocked and touched many people in the audience.
At the last moment, the piano genius who fell into a coma at the beginning of the chapter, the protagonist's best friend who grew up together, seemed to be summoned by a miracle, and slowly opened his eyes...
"Luo Feng!" With trembling hands, Wu Hang walked step by step to the prop hospital bed that had just been pushed onto the stage. There was a person lying on the bed. The person who promised to pursue his musical dream since childhood was about to wake up!
His heart was beating violently, he didn't know if he was really immersed in the story, or if he could finally hug Chen Jiu openly. Wu Hang firmly believes that this hug will surely become a turning point in their relationship!
The person on the hospital bed moved, probably to create more tension and shock. When Luo Feng slowly got up, his back was facing the audience.
"Luo Feng, you're awake." Wu Hang said his lines, his eyes fell on the back in the hospital gown, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.
With his back turned to the audience, Luo Feng spoke, his voice was deep and hoarse after a long sleep, "Yeah, your dream has also woken up."
"No, our dream has woken up." The voice was also weird... Wu Hang felt more and more that there was something wrong, but he could only force himself to convince his senior that his acting skills were too good to change his voice.
Wu Hang walked towards Luo Feng.
Suddenly, Luo Feng turned around!
The audience who were originally moved and held their breath, there was a little commotion in regular script.
"Oh my god, it's so handsome!!! Is this from our school? Why haven't I seen it before?"
"Which department do you know?"
"It looks older than us, is it a senior from another school?"
"Ah!!!"
The shock on Wu Hang's side was not less than that of the audience. The senior who was thinking about hugging turned into a love rival who had repeatedly warned him not to approach him, and his emotions fell to the bottom in an instant.
According to the plot, the next step is for the two to embrace affectionately, and then say the line "Long time no see" together. This line has a pun, which symbolizes goodbye to brothers and goodbye to dreams.
Wu Hang, who was supposed to take the initiative, froze in place.
Mo Yiyan's expressionless face raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and he stretched out his long arms, pulling the person over, wrapping around his neck, and viciously pushed him into his arms.
From the viewer's point of view, the two of them embrace each other tightly as brothers, but in fact Wu Hang has been strangled to the point of being out of breath.
Mo Yiyan whispered in his ear: "People are mine, you don't even want to touch them in this life or in the next life."
Wu Hang wanted to get angry and refute, but found that the other party's arm was like a steel bar. He was strangled so hard to breathe that he couldn't speak.
The audience in the audience thought that Wu Hang was too involved in the performance, and gave enthusiastic applause with tears in their eyes.
"Mmmmmmm..."
Mo Yiyan's eyes were dangerous, "Did you understand what I said?"
"Ming...cough coughcough...understand...cough coughcough..." Wu Hang felt the huge shock, and he hesitated for a second, just wanting to take a breath of fresh air quickly.
Mo Yiyan smiled, relaxed the strength in his hands, patted Wu Hang's back vigorously, and said, "Long time no see."
Hear the closing lines.
The curtains on both sides slowly closed...
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
Chen Jiu applauded desperately on one side of the stage, Mo Yiyan's performance was really good!
The man on the stage is so dazzling, there are so many people on the stage, but he is the only one in my eyes...
The show is over.
The two walked back to the rental house.
I don't know who took the initiative, but the two hands that touched frequently were tightly held together.
Back to the rental house.
Mo Yiyan gently wrapped the person in his arms, their foreheads were pressed together, the room was very quiet, they could hear each other's breathing and feel the burning heat between their noses.
The dotted stars outside the window embellished this song-like night.
"From now on, only I can hold you."
"it is good."
March 2011.
The peach blossoms are blooming.
Chen Jiu got up and found that it was already broad daylight.
Wanting to get up, he pulled the muscles in his body, and the soreness made him fall back again.
Mo Yiyan has always known how to restrain himself when it comes to bed matters, and he takes good care of his feelings. Chen Jiu is also shy by nature, so it is rare for a situation as ridiculous as last night.
"It's time to eat." Mo Yi ordered breakfast strictly, and came to wake Chen Jiu up, as if he knew that he was inconvenient to move, he immediately dug him out of the bed with his hands, carried him to the restaurant.
Chen Jiu ate half a bowl of hot porridge, his stomach was warm, and his physical strength recovered a bit.
Mo Yiyan gulped down something by himself, then stared at Chen Jiu, as if he couldn't get enough of it.
After breakfast.
The two originally planned to go out to play. But considering Chen Jiu's reality, he decided to watch movies under the covers instead.
Chen Jiu's favorite movies are playing on the TV.
Chen Jiu has a principle in defining a "good" movie. No matter how tortuous the process is, the ending must be he. This is also his expectation for his own life.
"I put everything in the drawer of the bedside table, you can see it when you open it." Mo Yiyan hugged the man in his arms, feeling the man's thinness like never before, and he even began to regret his decision.
"Okay." Chen Jiu's gaze stayed on the TV. He knew that Mo Yiyan had been preparing for the property transfer these days.
"I have kept our group photo in many places, but it is likely to be destroyed by the system, but I have firmly engraved your image in my heart, I swear, I will never forget it."
"… it is good."
"We're bound to find each other."
"I know."
Looking out from the window of the rental house, the peach blossoms in the community are in full bloom.
Chen Jiu felt like he had forgotten something...
Opening the drawer, there was nothing in it except a stack of lyrics written by him.
It seems that something is missing...
2020, Christmas.
Wu Hang, vice president of a media company, clicked on Weibo.
Today's headlines are full of news about the new original singer Chen Jiu coming out, and the person who came out is the young master of the Mo family.
The photo of two people holding hands and appearing in front of the public is so dazzling and right. Wu Hang was suddenly a little envious, and even his chest swelled faintly.
In fact, Wu Hang has always wondered why the eldest young master of the Mo family who suddenly woke up after a year of coma for so many years always targeted him everywhere.
Wu Hang recalled his past very carefully, and didn't find that he had offended him, or even had any intersection with him.
Could it be that I forgot something
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