Tao Xi finished taking a shower in the bathroom, put on his pajamas, and found that the pajamas also fit.
He stared at his pajamas for a while, and then absentmindedly blew his hair with a hairdryer, then wiped the condensation on the mirror with his hands, and leaned closer to the mirror to look at his face.
It should be because of the fact that he had just taken a bath, and his face was steamed with a layer of blush, and his lips were also very rosy.
After looking at it for a while with his head empty, he looked aside and found that there were two gargle cups in the cabinet, one black and one white, with two toothbrushes, one black and one white.
The heartbeat, which had finally calmed down during the bath, suddenly accelerated again.
Tao Xi lingered in the bathroom for a while, then opened the door and walked out. When he came in, he followed Lin Qinhe, only hurriedly glanced at the large bedroom outside. At this moment, he was standing in the bedroom alone, looking carefully a circle.
The decoration style of the bedroom is as cold as Lin Qinhe's. There is not much decoration. There are floor-to-ceiling windows, and the curtains are half closed. In the center of the bedroom is a large bed, covered with gray-blue sheets, which looks very soft.
He stared at the bed and saw two pillows at the head of the bed.
Tao Xi wiped his still hot face with his hand, and suddenly heard footsteps, he hurriedly turned to look over, Lin Qinhe came over, glanced at the pajamas on him, and said:
"It's almost twelve o'clock."
Tao Xi suddenly widened his eyes nervously and lost all thoughts.
He didn't want to miss his birthday.
"You've been taking a bath for too long, and I wanted to show you other rooms." Lin Qinhe said casually, raised his hand to tidy up Tao Xi's rolled up collar, and slid his fingers lightly over the clear white collarbone.
Tao Xi felt that his collarbone was a little itchy, his face was hot, and he said quickly:
"Then go eat cake now."
Lin Qinhe seemed to laugh, grabbed his wrist, and led him to the living room. On the way, he glanced at two rooms whose doors had been closed.
The ceiling lights in the living room are turned off, but the bright lamp beads surrounding the fondant cake are still on, shining together with the vast neon night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Tao Xi looked at the small coffee table on the wool carpet next to the floor-to-ceiling window. There was a creamy white cake on it. He quickly walked over, took off his slippers, walked to the wool carpet, squatted beside the cake, and sniffed the sweet smell.
This cake looks delicious.
He sat down cross-legged beside the coffee table, looking for the candle with his eyes wandering, but saw something with a white cover that resembled a notebook beside the coffee table.
Tao Xi moved in his heart, looked at Lin Qinhe who also came over and sat down, pointed to the notebook and asked, "What is this?"
Lin Qinhe also turned his attention to the past, his face became unnatural for a moment, and after a while, he said, "A birthday present for you."
Tao Xi's eyes lit up, he couldn't help but bring the notebook over and asked with a smile, "Can I read it now?"
Lin Qinhe glanced at the time. It was only 20 minutes before 12 o'clock. He hesitated and said, "Yes." Then he turned on the floor lamp beside him, and the corner suddenly became brighter.
Tao Xi leaned against Lin Qinhe holding the notebook. The cover was made of pure white hard leather with sharp edges. He opened the first page and saw a few clear and powerful words written on the title page:
To 17-year-old Tao Xi.
Tao Xi immediately understood that this should be viewed after 0:00. He glanced at Lin Qinhe a little embarrassedly, but he couldn't help but continue to turn the page.
He thought he would see what Lin Qinhe wrote to him, but when he saw the content above, he was stunned for a moment.
The second page has a photo attached.
This does not appear to be a notebook, but a hand-made photo album.
The slightly dated photo shows a small baby wrapped in a soft blanket. The baby has clear eyes, two small hands on his chest, and a pacifier in his mouth, seemingly smiling.
A "1" is written in pen under the photo.
Tao Xi looked at Lin Qinhe beside him blankly. Lin Qinhe met his gaze, turned his face away quickly, coughed lightly and said, "This is a photo of me when I was 1 year old."
Tao Xi was stunned and stared blankly at Lin Qinhe's face, only to see that Lin Qinhe's ears were gradually turning red. Sure enough, you can see a bit of Lin Qinhe's shadow, such as those good-looking eyes when he was a child.
He vaguely knew what this album was. He blinked his eyes quickly, lowered his head and continued to look at the baby photo. After looking at it for a long time, he gently touched the baby's face on the photo with his fingers, and then slowly turned to the first page. Two pages.
The second page is also a photo. In the photo, the little boy is much older. He is sitting on the floor covered with sponge pads, playing with a car toy. On the sofa beside him, a handsome mature man is sitting in his hand. Holding the newspaper, but looking at the boy on the ground, his eyes should be the boy's father.
The number under the photo really turned into "2", which is a photo of Lin Qinhe when he was two years old.
Tao Xi fixedly looked at the boy in the photo, and after a while said with a smile, "You look like your father."
Lin Qinhe couldn't help but glanced at him and said, "This is my uncle." After a pause, he continued, "I lived in my uncle's house before I was 5 years old."
Tao Xi was stunned for a while, vaguely aware that there might be something hidden inside.
He turned back slowly and looked at each photo for a long time. At the age of 5, Lin Qinhe, who was sitting on a kindergarten stool with his hands on his cheeks in a daze, stood unhappy in front of the elementary school with a small schoolbag at the age of 6. Lin Qinhe, who visited the planetarium wearing a yellow hat when he was 7 years old, Lin Qinhe who was sitting upright and played chess with his grandfather when he was 8 years old, and Lin Qinhe who was reading English stories at his desk when he was 9 years old …
He watched the boy in the photo getting bigger and bigger, from a small baby to a little boy who could run and jump, and then to a handsome boy who suddenly drew taller. His facial features and appearance became more and more like the current Lin Qinhe.
In particular, 16-year-old Lin Qinhe, maybe just last year, seemed to be in a concert hall, wearing a black dress and sitting in front of the piano playing, with a deep profile showing an indifferent look, and finally the familiar Lin Qin he remembered. millet.
In this photo album, he caught a glimpse of Lin Qinhe for the sixteen years that he could not see.
Although only a little.
But this little bit made him very happy and yearning.
Tao Xi looked down at the 16-year-old Lin Qinhe, and after a long time, he breathed lightly and turned the page.
The photos on the new page are in a familiar classroom. On the desks in the last row, a teenager sleeps with his head resting on his arms, and the golden sunlight outside the window spreads in, fainting on the teenager's hair and school uniform. The shaggy edge of the circle, and the eyelashes under the eyelids are also smudged into pale gold.
The boy's right wrist protruded from the school uniform shirt, and there was a red string bracelet on the wrist, strung with a blue-green turquoise.
The number under the photo became 17.
When Lin Qinhe was seventeen, he met Tao Xi.
Tao Xi looked at himself in the photo, blinked hard, and after a long time raised his head to look at Lin Qinhe, who was next to him.
He wanted to laugh, but the voice in his throat trembled slightly when he opened his mouth:
"You actually took pictures of me while I was taking a nap. Next time I'll take pictures back."
Lin Qinhe clasped his hands in front of him, and the warm yellow light of the floor lamp penetrated into his dark gray sweater. He lowered his eyes for a while, then turned his head to look at the photo in the album, and then to Tao who had been looking at him. Xi, with his long eyelashes lowered and half-covering the soft look at the bottom of his eyes, said:
"You can shoot me upright."
Tao Xi smiled.
He lowered his head and wanted to continue flipping back, but found that every page behind was blank, as if waiting for new photos, and there was nothing else in this 17-year-old part of Lin Qinhe.
He gently stroked the edge of the album with his fingers, and after a while, he asked in a nasal voice: "What about your 17-year-old photo? Why is it only mine."
Lin Qinhe released his clasped hands, looked at him and said, "Can't you see me every day?"
Tao Xi was stunned: "Huh?"? Didn't understand what Lin Qinhe meant.
Lin Qinhe took the paper envelope that was set aside, took out a photo from it that was just taken tonight, and put it on the next page of the album. He looked at Tao Xi and explained seriously that he was giving this book The meaning of the album:
"We will be together every year after the age of seventeen, but I missed your sixteen years, and I want to replenish you."
Tao Xi's eyes trembled suddenly. He lowered his head to look at the new photo. In the photo, Lin Qinhe was kissing the corner of his eye with a gentle and solemn expression. His fingers on the album were curled up, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
He couldn't guess what Lin Qinhe meant by "missing", did he think it was "missing"
Lin Qinhe's eyes fell on his face, and his eyes were heavy, like the snow falling on Christmas Eve, heavy and silent.
A floor lamp casts a soft, warm light from above, gently enveloping this corner.
Tao Xi turned his head to look at Lin Qinhe, who was wrapped in warm yellow light, held his breath lightly, and unconsciously rubbed the edge of the album with his fingers.
At that moment, he thought that Lin Qinhe might know something, but just thinking of this possibility, he could not help feeling cowardly. He didn't know what he was afraid of, and he didn't know why his eyes were getting hot, as if something hot was about to happen. Roll out of it.
They sat side by side on the soft carpet, so close together that they could feel each other's warmth and hear each other's breath.
Lin Qinhe turned his face to the side, looked at the bright neon and flying snow outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and suddenly asked softly:
"Do you believe in the existence of parallel universes?"
Tao Xi grabbed the album in his hand and shook his head blankly.
Lin Qinhe was silent for a while, then turned his head to look at him, his normally indifferent eyes flickered slightly, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke again:
"I didn't believe it before, but I now hope for a parallel universe where everything follows its original trajectory, you've always been by my side, we've grown up together, and every year at Christmas, I'll bring Go to you with gifts, and say happy birthday to our baby with your loved ones who love you."
Tao Xi's eyelashes trembled violently. He grabbed the photo album in his hand, grasping the sixteen years of time. The sharp leather cover corners hurt his palms, but he didn't realize it.
He opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, as if he was hoarse, and after trying for a long time, he could only make a small, broken whimper.
Lin Qinhe looked at the man who was trembling all over and whimpering softly. His heart hurt as if it had been gouged out by a dull knife. He wanted to pull the sharp-edged album out of Tao Xi's hand, but Tao Xi held the album firmly in his arms. Into his arms, as if using all the strength of his body.
Lin Qinhe had no choice but to reach out and hug Tao Xi, let him sit on his lap, hug him gently, and said in a hoarse voice:
"I'm sorry, I in this world have missed you for so many years and owe you so many happy birthdays."
Tao Xi's vision was completely blurred. He wanted to say that you didn't feel sorry for me, but he still couldn't speak. He choked violently, trying to hold back his tears, and he could only shake his head desperately.
Lin Qinhe's eyes were completely red. He hugged Tao Xi and gently kissed the corner of his eye, feeling a hot teardrop on his lips.
The heavy snow was still falling outside the window, silently covering up everything in the world, just like the heavy snow 17 years ago that covered the mid-mountain col.
But there will always be a day when the snow will melt, the sun will rise, and it will be a new bright world.
"Tao Xi, I'll take you home, okay?"
Tao Xi couldn't bear it any longer, the long-filled tears rolled down his eyes, he wanted to answer "Okay", his lips trembled slightly, but he could only make a mouth shape.
He finally let go of the album, hugged Lin Qinhe's neck tightly, buried his head on his shoulder, and burst into tears. Like all children, he cried without restraint, choked and gasped. Let the tears wet the clothes on Lin Qinhe's shoulders, as if the tears could never end.
All the hands of the clock pointed to twelve o'clock, and it was another snowy Christmas. The sweet smell of cake wafted in the silent living room, and colorful balloons and bright lamp beads shone like the Milky Way behind them.
Lin Qinhe hugged the person in his arms tightly, closed his eyes, and said softly:
"My darling, happy birthday and a merry Christmas."
Now that he has lost the name that means Duo Fu Duo Le, he will use his life to bless.
Wish his baby Taoxi a happy every day.
The author says:
sorry I'm late, I've been busy adding Calvin 555 recently