On the afternoon of Valentine's Day on February 14th, Yan Zhuo wrapped himself in a heavy coat and ran to a large antique mall in H City.
As the Chinese New Year is approaching, some shops have already closed their doors to thank customers, and the usually deserted antique city is even more deserted.
Yan Zhuo wandered around for a long time before he found a shop with an old-fashioned look and a reliable name. The name of the shop was nice, called Chunshuitang.
He stepped in, and there was a middle-aged man in a yarmulke sitting on the small rattan chair at the door, drinking tea from a small teapot in his hand.
The shopkeeper was not particularly enthusiastic when he saw the customers, he was still lazing on the rattan chair, and said calmly: "What are you buying, I have everything in this small shop."
Yan Zhuo touched the tip of his nose and said, "Let me take a look first."
"Look, let's see," the shopkeeper waved his hands indifferently and said, "No matter which one you like, you will get a 10% discount today."
Yan Zhuo smiled, walked around the glass counter, and finally saw a string of red bead bracelets in the left glass cabinet, the particles were not too big or small, the color was red and full, very beautiful.
Pointing to the bracelet, he asked, "This is...?"
The shopkeeper glanced at it and said, "South red agate bracelet."
Yan Zhuo asked, "How much?"
The shopkeeper stretched out his fingers to compare the number, and said, "The discounted price is three thousand and five."
It's a bit expensive, Yan Zhuo frowned: "Can it be cheaper?"
"Oh, you young man, I've already given you a discount, no bargaining."
The agate was shining brightly under the light, Yan Zhuo liked it more and more, he asked again: "Can't it be cheap?"
The shopkeeper saw how funny he was, and asked, "Give me a girlfriend?"
"No." Yan Zhuo shook his head.
"Isn't today Valentine's Day?" the owner asked strangely after taking a sip of tea.
Yan Zhuo nodded and explained: "It's Valentine's Day, but not for a girlfriend."
The shopkeeper smacked his lips: "Then you still spend so much money." He raised his chin towards the glass cabinet next to him, "There are cheap ones, a few hundred yuan, you can pick a bunch."
"No need." Yan Zhuo refused.
He wants to give someone what he thinks is the best.
Yan Zhuo had just bought a mobile phone, and he didn't have much money left in his hand, so he was a little stretched. He glanced at the bracelet, gritted his teeth, pointed to it and said to the shopkeeper, "That's it, I want it."
"Well." The business was completed, and the shopkeeper was also happy. Seeing Yan Zhuo's straightforwardness, he thought for a while and said, "I see you are very good-looking, so how about this, I will give you an extra agate pendant." .”
Yan Zhuo didn't expect to be able to swipe his face when he bought something, he was stunned and said, "Uh... thank you."
By the time Yan Zhuo finished shopping, it was already evening. As soon as he returned to the nursing home, snow began to fall on his back feet, and it became bigger and bigger after a while.
He stood in front of the window, silently looking at the snow-covered land bit by bit outside.
After a long time, he dialed a number, and the other side answered quickly: "Hello."
"It's me, Yan Zhuo."
"Know."
"It's snowing outside," Yan Zhuo said, "Come out to play?"
"Go out to play when it snows?"
"Uh..." Yan Zhuo said, "It's great when it's snowing, let's build a snowman and have a snowball fight."
ill. Song Yan asked impolitely: "Do you know what time it is?"
"Come out." Yan Zhuo persevered.
"..."
Song Yan was silent.
Yan Zhuo pretended to be serious and said, "I have very important matters."
want to tell you.
About ten or twenty minutes later, Song Yan appeared in the back garden, still wearing a black coat and jeans, and a blind cane as standard.
He was standing in this wind and snow, his lips were slightly pursed, cold and arrogant, with a strong sense of distance.
Yan Hao is indeed the biggest weapon. Song Yan doesn't have to do anything, standing there is the greatest lethality.
And this time, Yan Zhuo was almost dead. His heart trembled, and he trotted downstairs before slowly walking towards Song Yan.
Song Yan tilted his head unconsciously when he heard his footsteps.
Yan Zhuo greeted him: "Long time no see."
Song Yan said coldly: "Is it a ghost who refused to leave my room yesterday and insisted that his feet hurt and wanted to stay for a while?"
"..."
Song Yan asked: "What can I do for you?" His expression was not very good. First, he didn't know what Yan Zhuo could ask him for; Especially now that there is still a lot of snow.
Yan Zhuo bit his lip and said embarrassedly: "It's not about what I told you last time."
Song Yan thought about it, and said "Oh", "You said you want to pursue someone?"
Yan Zhuo nodded: "Well..."
Song Yan raised his eyebrows: "Then did you catch up?"
Isn't this chasing, Yan Zhuo said: "I'm working hard..."
Song Yan nodded and encouraged, "She seems to like you quite a bit."
"??" Yan Zhuo: "...who?"
"Xu Yue." Song Yan reminded, "You like her, don't you?"
"?!" Yan Zhuo's eyes widened: "When did I say I liked her?"
Song Yan shut up, he always thought that the person Yan Zhuo wanted to chase was Xu Yue. Unexpectedly, he was wrong. But there are only a few young girls in the nursing home, who else is it not Xu Yue? He guessed, "Qin Xiao?"
Yan Zhuo was completely speechless this time, he explained to Song Yan, "Qin Xiao and Gao Hongming are a couple."
"Who is that?"
"Oh!" Yan Zhuo joked, "Guess?"
"..."
"Boring." Song Yan said.
Yan Zhuo smiled, took out a small box from his pocket, and said, "I bought you a present."
"Give me?"
"Yeah." Yan Zhuo said, "I bought it after shopping for a long time."
Song Yan was stunned for a moment, wondering: "Why did you send me?"
"If you want to give it away, you can give it away," Yan Zhuo shrugged, pretending to be calm and said, "There are so many reasons."
After speaking, he coughed twice again as a cover-up.
For a long time, Yan Zhuo felt that his relationship with Song Yan was very delicate, but he was also very calm. He was so calm that he was used to doing whatever he wanted, and hit a straight ball directly on this special festival.
Today is Valentine's Day, and it's too obvious what it means to give a gift on Valentine's Day. Pian Yan Zhuo didn't know it, he was laughing and laughing at himself.
Song Yan frowned, something flashed through his mind, and those thoughts that could not be grasped clearly connected into a thread called disturbing him, he hesitated to speak, he paused for a moment. Finally, he tentatively asked, "Do you know what day it is?"
"Valentine's Day." Yan Zhuo said.
Song Yan was silent.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Zhuo panicked and said impatiently, "Hey, hey, are you going to accept it or not?"
"Sorry." Song Yan said, "I can't think of a reason why I can accept it."
Yan Zhuo's words flickered, and he tried his best to find a reason for him: "I...we are friends, good friends, why there is no reason."
Song Yan lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, he raised his head slightly and said, "If it's the reason, then I can accept it."
Yan Zhuo could hear the reluctance in his words, and felt sour all of a sudden.
Yan Zhuo said, "If you don't like it, don't force it."
"Then don't force it." Song Yan said. He rejected Yan Zhuo's gift.
Yan Zhuo lowered his eyes, he couldn't tell what it was like, his heart was densely packed, he asked Song Yan: "You...don't like me giving you a gift?"
"Inappropriate." Song Yan said, "You should be clear."
The snow in winter is like a burst of cool plain flowers, floating in the air, gradually fascinating people's eyes.
Yan Zhuo blinked, and said: "Oh, it's all my fault, I... I should have told you in advance, I..." Yan Zhuo paused.
What he, what should he say. Said that I want to give you the most precious gift on Valentine's Day, because I already belonged to you
Song Yan frowned. He didn't know why. He didn't want to hear the next words at all, and was even a little bit repelled. He interrupted: "Stop talking."
Yan Zhuo was startled, the three words were like a huge stone, instantly blocking what he wanted to say.
He held the bracelet tightly in his hand and said softly, "Okay."
After Yan Zhuo finished saying this word, Song Yan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was numb, he turned and walked towards the inpatient department without saying anything after a pause.
Different from the past, this time Song Yan's back made Yan Zhuo feel extremely flustered.
It was obviously clean and white snow, reflecting the bright moon, but now it seemed that a cloud suddenly appeared, the sky darkened instantly, and he also became sad.
"If this is what you wish..."
No, that's not what he wanted.
Reason suddenly collapsed at this moment, wrapped in timidity and fell to pieces.
Yan Zhuo clenched his fist and clutched the bracelet, and shouted forward regardless: "Song Yan, I like you."
I really, really like you, I like you very much. I only like you for a long time.