Cappuccino Rhapsody

"why?"

Li Lang turned his head and looked at him incomprehensibly: "Didn't Liu Jiajia say that falling in love means that you like me and I like you, and the two are happy?"

"It's different." Ling Jiangyuan said, "First, I am nearly ten years older than him. Second, he is my relative and my nephew."

"Oh, so what's the matter." Li Lang said, "The female junior holds a gold brick, just treat yourself as a girl."

Ling Jiangyuan: "..."

"As for relatives...he's not really your relative." Li Lang said and pushed the porridge towards Ling Jiangyuan, "I'm not you, I can't decide whether you talk or not, you decide."

Li Lang is good at this. He never imposes his wishes on others, and occasionally giving advice is really just giving advice.

Ling Jiangyuan stirred the porridge with a spoon, staring at the mung beans in a daze.

Li Lang finally said: "Whether it is music or love, it seems that impulsiveness is needed."

"Yeah." Ling Jiangyuan took a sip of porridge.

For the next whole week, Ling Jiangyuan didn't see Qi Xu.

There is no connection between them.

Ling Jiangyuan looked at the chat interface of the two of them countless times, checked whether Qixu updated the QQ status countless times, but did not find any trace of Qixu's existence.

It was as if he had just had a dream. In the dream, the person who had been alone was suddenly accompanied by another person, and he even thought that he would never be alone again in his life.

But what is more lonely than loneliness is the loneliness after the carnival.

Ling Jiangyuan sat on the balcony and smoked a whole cigarette. The group news kept buzzing. Ling Jiangyuan poked it open to see that Liu Jiajia and Xie Congjia were chatting about very unnutritious things. It wasn't until he posted @他 that he became a little nutritious. .

Piggy's Zaizai: Tomorrow is 11.11, Singles' Day, except for me.

Sadness flows against the river: Have you forgotten something.

Sadness flows against the current: Tomorrow is not only Singles' Day, but also Lao Ling's birthday, okay?

Piggy's Zaizai: That's right, what do you want to do tomorrow? @走舲船船Yu Shangyuanxi

Yu Shang Yuanxi by boat: No need to pass.

Ling Jiangyuan only replied with three words, and then turned off the QQ interface of the mobile phone.

During the day, Ling Jiangyuan lived peacefully, no different from usual, except that the professor said happy birthday to him.In the evening, the people who invited cappuccinos went to relax with cappuccinos—a few people did not perform on stage today.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ling Jiangyuan walked over after packing everything up, and it was already 08:30 when he arrived.

He sat in the booth and waited for other people, poked his finger back and forth on the phone, and finally accidentally poked it into He Qixu's chat history.

The temperament of a child does not last overnight, and love does not last long, so he completely forgot about him as a living person.

Ling Jiangyuan sighed "tsk", but the moment he raised his head, he was slightly stunned.

There are not many cappuccino people today. On Singles’ Day, everyone goes to the cinema, and only bachelors come to the bar.Across the sparse crowd, Ling Jiangyuan clearly saw the beam of light on the stage shining on a man in a black shirt.He shaved his head short, revealing a smooth and full forehead, his straight nose seems to have been highlighted, his half-closed eyes passed through the crowd of people, and he met his gaze.

Ling Jiangyuan wanted to escape subconsciously, and he realized something.

But the legs seemed to have no strength, and they couldn't lift them up.

He seems irresistible to kindness and is willing to give his all.always like this.

When Qi Xu spoke, he kept looking at him: "I wrote this song."

"I believe it can catch fire," Qi Xu said after a pause, "he also believes it."

The slender, well-articulated ten fingers plucked Li Lang's rotten guitar, but what they played was a tune that made Ling Jiangyuan lose all his sanity.Ling Jiangyuan is a rational person, but he never lacks impulsiveness, otherwise he would not play the drums, let alone drop out of school halfway to realize his dream.

When Qi Xu stood on the stage and sang the song written for him, Ling Jiangyuan knew that he was finished.

He didn't even dare to blink, and just stared at Qi Xu.

Qi Xu touched the ground with one foot, beat the beat, tilted his head slightly, and his slightly hoarse voice sounded in everyone's ears. It seemed a little out of place for cappuccino, but at this moment, it was so intoxicating.It's like a cup of old wine, which has been left for a long time, and finally drank it in one gulp.

He sang the last line.

Songs sung in the Garden of Eden.

It is the apple you gave me.

The moment the guitar stopped, the cappuccino was rare and quiet.

Everyone thought it was just an innocuous performance, but he who was standing on the stage and him who was sitting off the stage knew that this was a so-called huge confession.

"Ling Jiangyuan."

When these three words sounded, Ling Jiangyuan smiled helplessly.

This little brat... really knows how to do this.

Someone realized that this might be a confession, and screams and whistles instantly resounded throughout the cappuccino.Qi Xu stood on the stage, cleared his throat, and snapped his fingers: "I hope everyone can give me some time to finish telling the truth, okay?"

"Ling Jiangyuan," Qi Xu said again, "I don't know if you missed me during my absence, but I miss you very much."

Ling Jiangyuan answered silently in his heart, thinking a little bit.

I think that when you, a little bastard, are by my side, everything in the world has a warm look.

"I didn't want to force you at first, but I feel... If I don't force you, I'm afraid someone will get ahead of me." Qi Xu looked at him with a smile, "I have a very big shortcoming, which is what I want. , No matter if it’s a grab or something, you must get it.”

"So—" Qi Xu paused, "Ling Jiangyuan, I like you, and I want to be your boyfriend, is that okay?"

The booing from the audience resounded through the sky in an instant, some people shouted "promise him", and some people booed and said "marry him".Ling Jiangyuan just looked at him, but couldn't say a word for a while.

Their gazes met in the air across the sea of ​​people.

Ling Jiangyuan was silent for a long time.

At that moment, he seemed to think a lot, but also seemed to think nothing, just looked at him quietly.

Looking at this little boy who seems to have put all his blood and sincerity in his hands.

He handed him the sword in his hand, and opened his arms, as if telling him: "You can hug me, or you can stab me."

Qi Xu was so nervous that his hands were trembling. Every moment he stood on the stage felt like years. The people in the audience stopped booing, and he was still waiting.

It seemed that everyone felt that he had failed and looked at him with sympathy, but he still did not give up.

Until he saw Ling Jiangyuan standing up—Qi Xu's eyes lit up, and he called his name again: "Ling Jiangyuan——"

But Ling Jiangyuan withdrew his gaze, put one hand in his pocket, and indifferently squeezed through the crowd and walked out the door.

All of Qi Xu's rationality was burnt out, he was angry, annoyed and embarrassed, and more of a kind of sadness that swept his whole body, Qi Xu threw the guitar, jumped off the stage, and headed towards Ling Jiangyuan, who disappeared direction to run.

Qi Xu ran to the door, didn't see anyone, raised his foot and kicked the wall fiercely, raised his hand to wipe his eyes.

"Cried?"

Ling Jiangyuan's voice sounded behind him, Qi Xu was taken aback for a moment, and then looked back in ecstasy.

Ling Jiangyuan was sitting on the stairs next to the cappuccino smoking a cigarette, looking up at him slightly, as if he was weighing something.

Qi Xu gritted his teeth, and threw out his trump card in a daze, threatening and tempting: "Ling Jiangyuan, have you promised me?" He paused, and said, "If you don't promise me, I... I won't write The lyrics are gone, I'll go back to study. If I don't have the cappuccino, I will definitely never..."

"Qi Xu," Ling Jiangyuan interrupted him, "is music so superficial to you?"

Qi Xu stared at him blankly.

Ling Jiangyuan said disappointedly: "So superficial that it's just a tool you use to threaten me?"

The rising smoke obscured Ling Jiangyuan's eternally gentle eyes, and Qi Xu couldn't see his expression clearly, nor could he guess his mood.

After a long time, Qi Xu clenched his fists and said word by word: "I like music, but I also like it—you who like music more."

This time it was Ling Jiangyuan who froze slightly.

He let out a breath, the smoke dispersed, and Ling Jiangyuan shouted faintly: "Qi Xu..." He turned his head, did not look into Qi Xu's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, I am not as pure as you imagined love music."

"So what?" As soon as Qi Xu grasped his wrist, the ash on the cigarette butt shook off the ground, leaving only the last hint of the scattered smoke.

Qi Xu repeated again: "So what? Ling Jiangyuan, even if you don't love music as purely as I imagined——"

"But, I still like you."

Qi Xu didn't know what Ling Jiangyuan was hesitating about, but he knew that he would never hesitate to Ling Jiangyuan.

He decided that he would not let go, let alone back down, unless the person who left was Ling Jiangyuan.This firm belief, for many years since then, Qi Xu has consistently implemented it.

"Happy birthday, Ling Jiangyuan." Qi Xu let go of his hands, and leaned forward to kiss his forehead, just like Ling Jiangyuan treated himself before, "I have a present for you."

"What?" Ling Jiangyuan looked at him, and secretly touched his forehead when Qi Xu ran to get a gift from a bag not far away.

"Flowers!" Qi Xu ran towards him with his bag in his arms, grinning with eight teeth while running, revealing a beautiful dimple, "Ling Jiangyuan, your favorite rose!"

"I've had roses..."

Ling Jiangyuan didn't have time to say the last word "Min", when he saw Qi Xu stop in front of him, squat down, and took out a large bouquet of paper roses from the bag.

Qi Xu cleared his throat: "I broke it. I've been in the hospital for the past few days, thinking that your birthday is coming. You like roses, but you can't meet roses, but this way - you can meet them, yes wrong?"

The accumulation of layers of red is the most beautiful appearance of roses when they bloom. Although there is no fragrance of flowers and no dewdrops, they can bloom forever.

Ling Jiangyuan reached out his hand and touched it lightly.

Qi Xu looked at him expectantly begging for the reward: "I'm amazing, right?"

"..." Ling Jiangyuan lowered his eyes, not daring to reveal his current mood, and even spoke very slowly, "Well, it's amazing."

"Xiao Xu, thank you." Ling Jiangyuan took the bunch of paper roses that had been folded for an unknown amount of time from Qi Xu's arms.

This is the first time in Ling Jiangyuan's life that he received a rose that he could hold in his arms, with the most sincere and passionate heart of a young man.

"Reward me," Qi Xu repeated again and again, "stay with me, okay?"

Qi Xu was even ready for Ling Jiangyuan to refuse again.

But what he didn't expect was that Ling Jiangyuan's arm holding the paper rose trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes, glanced at him quickly, and then said as if evading: "But the Ling Jiangyuan you imagined and I... no the same."

"I knew you would reject me again——" Qi Xu was in the middle of speaking, and suddenly froze, then stood up all of a sudden, looking down at Ling Jiangyuan, "—wait? Ling Jiangyuan?"

"Very different Ling Jiangyuan," Ling Jiangyuan didn't dare to look at him, but an impulse made him continue to say this sentence, "Is it okay?"

"Of course!" The ecstasy broke through all the rationality of the young man in an instant. He leaned forward and kissed Ling Jiangyuan's forehead again, and said word by word, "I like Ling Jiangyuan. This Ling Jiangyuan doesn't have any prefix. So I added I like Ling Jiangyuan with any prefix."

He hugged him tightly, feeling Ling Jiangyuan's tentative hands also wrapped around his waist.

He heard Ling Jiangyuan's very low voice ringing in his ears, with a bit of uncertainty, but also with a bit of trembling, he said clearly and word by word: "Thank you, Xiao Xu."

He didn't know what he was thanking, just like he didn't know Ling Jiangyuan well enough as he imagined.

But Qi Xu knew that in the years to come, he would try his best to get to know a very different Ling Jiangyuan.