soul.
He doesn't believe in previous lives, but when Su Huanzhen is around, he always feels very familiar, and with every movement and look, he can understand what he wants to express. Is this an innate tacit understanding, or is it the resonance of each other's souls when they approach each other
Thoughts moved, he stretched out his hand under the table and held the man's hand tightly. Su Huanzhen moved his fingers, and then he obediently fell on his palm, and the two fingers intertwined like hearts.
At the end of the song, Qin Mo sat silently, and Wo Yun stood up and walked in front of him. The hem of the brown clothes was twisted, and he reached out his hand. Qin Mo raised his head and looked at the clothes that were very different from his usual attire. The lights were flickering behind him, and he felt that time and space flowed in a trance. After a moment he held out his hand, and they stood up holding hands. The hall was silent, and then there was thunderous applause. Everyone stood up and applauded, thanking this wonderful performance. Someone sobbed softly and wiped their eyes, probably because they were also moved by the emotional outburst between the two.
Fenglian and Ling Xiaoyue ran out with red eyes to deliver flowers to them. After listening to the song, Huazuo Zhaonu was also a little stunned. He had traveled overseas for decades and had never heard the performance of Qin Demon. Now Hearing this, he was almost speechless in shock. He is also a person with a meticulous mind, so he can naturally appreciate the deep affection between the two in the sound of the piano. The conditioned reflex usually glanced at Su Zhenzhen, but saw the entangled hands of the two under the table. Feeling flustered, Feng Suixing, who was sitting on the side, noticed something strange in him, and asked him what was wrong in a low voice, Huazuo Zhaonu shook his head, smiled at him, and didn't speak.
After the two people on the stage took their curtain call, they could only see people coming in with flowers and congratulatory gifts. As soon as she entered the lounge and sat down, the door was suddenly pushed open, Feng Lian rushed in with red eyes and hugged Wo Yun, her big cat eyes were rippling, as if she was about to shed tears. Wo Yun smiled and patted his head, and smiled at Qin Mo.
Ling Xiaoyue leaned against the door frame, looked at the people who looked at each other and smiled, and sighed that they were indeed a couple. He walked in, pulled Feng Lian out of Wo Yun's arms, and said to the two of them, "The performance is a perfect ending, congratulations."
At this time, Wo Yun said that Su really came to look for him backstage before, but he didn't tell the details. He knew that Qin Mo had always cared about this elder brother, and thought that Su really didn't come to him later, so he probably already had a relationship with him. After Bai Wugou dealt with the matter, there was no need to speak out.
The two were changing clothes, Su's family came to congratulate, Huazuo Zhaonu left on the grounds that Mrs. Jun had sent someone to look for her. Feng Suixing took a deep look at him, but didn't say anything.
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Waiting for the two to finish thanking the guests who came to congratulate, the theater was tidied up, and thanks to the theater manager and staff, it was already seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Everyone was helping, and there was nothing to eat at night. Driving back to Liuli Wonderland, Qu Shitu prepared a table of ingredients long before leaving the house. He knew that there must be no time to eat during the performance, so he made a special trip to prepare supper for Qin Mo and Wo Yun. . In the car, Suzhen really answered a call. It was Qin Jiaxian, the editor-in-chief of Miserable Entertainment Weekly. He knew that Qin Mo generally does not accept interviews after the concert, but this time the impact was too great, and the ensemble with Wo Yun was too much. too shocked. He couldn't help asking Su Zhenzhen to save face, wanted to do an exclusive interview with Qin Mo and Wo Yun, and vowed that he would never ask radical questions, that everyone was good friends and would not write indiscriminately.
Qin Jianxian is really a trustworthy person. Although he is slippery and can talk about hype with a single mouth, he abides by the bottom line and is especially righteous to his friends and will not mess around. Promising that he would ask Wo Yun for his opinion, Su Zhenzhen hung up the phone. He took off his earphones, and glanced in the mirror at Wo Yun and Qin Mo, who were resting tiredly and taking a nap. He glanced at Ye Xiaochai in the passenger seat again. He had been silent since the performance was over, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Su Zhenzhen smiled, thinking that he was very cute when he was a little dazed. Taking advantage of the red light, he stretched out his hand to unbuckle his seat belt, leaned over to kiss his lips like a lick of water, and then stretched out his hand to caress the wound on his neck, and then parted with gentle eyes, ignoring Ye Xiaochai's instantly red earlobes , behave calmly as if it is a daily action.
In just a few tens of seconds, the red light had turned into a yellow light. Su Zhenzhen turned around and looked ahead, stretched out his hand to fasten the seat belt, waited for the green light to turn on, and slid out. Lying Yun in the back seat raised a smile, listened to the sound of his lover's breathing, and calmly closed his eyes again.
Although there are many people in the family, fortunately, the ingredients have been prepared. The stew and the boil should be stewed and boiled. In addition to fresh vegetables and fruits and quick stir-fry, they only need to be heated. In an instant, a large table of dishes was laid out. Su Zhenzhen held a chopstick of yam for Ye Xiaochai grandly, and everyone at the table exchanged a tacit look. Ye Xiaochai ate with her head buried, feeling her boss Qing Yangzi's special gaze, her face was almost buried in the rice bowl.
After finally finishing eating, Ye Xiaochai wanted to find a chance to escape, but Qingyangzi kept holding her tight. In the end, Ling Xiaoyue dragged him away and gave Ye Xiaochai a look you know.
Su Zhenzhen answered the phone and went to the study, leaving Ye Xiaochai wandering around alone. When I came to the backyard and sat on the steps, looking at the bamboo forest swaying in the night wind, I remembered that kiss like a dragonfly on water and the look in my eyes when I was hurt, and I couldn't help being stunned.
Su Zhenzhen came to him, handed him a can of beer, opened the lid and took a sip, and sat down beside him casually. At this time, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright, behind you is a lively room with lights and voices, and in front of you is the swaying bamboo forest. People who blow the night breeze have an open mind, which is suitable for drinking with the moon or talking about life.
He also opened it and took a big sip, maybe because the atmosphere was too relaxed at this time, he frowned slightly, and asked Su Zhenzhen with some doubts, "Do you think we may have met a long time ago?"
Su Zhenzhen shook the can, stretched his legs on the wooden floor, leaned back slightly, raised his head and looked at the sky, "I don't know, maybe." After speaking, he raised his hand and took a sip of beer, acting a little wanton , the cool wine slid out a little along the lips, wiped it off casually, and licked the wine that was dripping on his wrist, Su Zhenzhen turned to look at Ye Xiaochai, "Why do you ask such a question?"
His white jade-like cheeks were dyed a thin red, and he felt a little hot, so he rolled up his sleeves impatiently. The color of the arm is dyed bright under the moonlight, attracting people to touch.
Turning her head and downing a big gulp of beer, Ye Xiaochai suppressed her thoughts. Since he was a child, he drank with the elders of the clan. Although he would not be drunk after a thousand glasses, a few bottles of beer were not a problem. Now that I've only had two sips, I feel a little tipsy for some reason.
After a while, he said, "I dreamed that you were in a big pavilion surrounded by many lotus flowers. You called my name, but I couldn't answer, as if I was dumb."
Su Zhenzhen put the empty cans by his side, and found a few cans out of nowhere to open. He looked at him with a drunken look in his eyes, "But you can talk." He said and laughed. "Actually, I dreamed about you too."
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He smiled purely, and there was uncontrollable joy in his eyes, as if he was genuinely happy for this matter.
"Have you dreamed about me too?" Ye Xiaochai was startled.
"Yes, I dreamed that we had tea together..." Su Zhenzhen nodded, her body was a little weak, and she leaned towards Ye Xiaochai.
Ye Xiaochai put down the can and supported his body that was leaning towards her. The temperature of the drunken body rose, and it was a little hot. Su Zhenzhen leaned on him, looked up at the crescent moon, and raised her hand to toast the bright moon.
"Maybe we met each other a long time ago, but we all forgot, and we can only know it from dreams." Su Zhenzhen threw the empty jar aside and laughed.
"Maybe that's the case." Ye Xiaochai thought about it seriously, and felt that this answer was more convincing to herself.
"Even if you can't talk in the dream... it's okay, I can hear your voice, I can hear it from here." Su Zhenzhen raised her face, put her hands on Ye Xiaochai's chest, and there was a beating sound from her palms, which was the existence of life evidence of.
The sadness in the dream was too deep, and the unspeakable pain left him with lingering fears. At this moment, the beating sound under the palm reminded this person's real existence and safety.
The moonlight cast a faint shadow behind him, his long eyelashes drooped, his lips were moist, and there was a faint smile on his face. Ye Xiaochai was so dazed, she leaned over unknowingly, raised his chin, and covered his lips lightly, exchanging breaths with the smell of wine. Su Zhenzhen slightly opened his eyes, raised his arms around his neck, his eyes were full of smiles, with a trace of alcohol, he bit the man's lips lightly like a prank, in exchange for instant ignited flames and possessiveness want.
The night wind blew through the bamboo forest, and there was a soft voice. The two of them were enveloped by the moonlight. They confirmed each other's mind without words, and could understand it from the fiery hands.
"Ling Xiaoyue! You secretly deleted my game record again! I've been playing for two months!" Qingyangzi's roar suddenly sounded, the effect was no less than a thunder on the ground, and Ye Xiaochai was startled and laughed dumbfounded . The person in his arms panted lowly, raised his head to look at him wearily, fell into his arms, and closed his eyes reassuringly.
Hugging the person in her arms who had already closed her eyes, Ye Xiaochai closed her eyes and sighed. This sense of satisfaction is the sense of belonging of each other's souls, so familiar and so deep.
"I didn't delete that, it's Woyun, don't look for me~" Ling Xiaoyue ran out of the game room happily, turned a corner and saw Fenglian squatting in the corner silently as if she was peeking at something. When she came over, he hurriedly raised his index finger and hissed, tiptoeing