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The wind in winter is so strong that it makes people's skin chapped, but the low temperature soaks the sky blue, and there is dirty snow melting on the roadside.

Xin Wan followed Song Heng, the white earphone was not hanging tightly, Zhou Huimin's singing was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred, he hesitated, and said: "I thought you would come back very late."

"I have nothing to do today, so I came back early."

Song Heng's right hand was in his coat pocket, the protruding bones of his wrist were faintly visible, and the light blurred the lines of his side face.Xin Wan secretly looked at him, and found that his lips were a little chapped, maybe it was blown by the wind.

Qiuqiu is just a fool outdoors, it keeps spinning around Song Heng, Xin Wan can hardly hold it, Song Heng stretched out his hand, "Give me the rope."

"It likes being with you so much," Xin Wan grumbled, and passed the rope loop over, touching the back of her hand when she took it, causing a slight trembling, "It's not so clingy to me."

It would be much better if Song Heng led the dog, but there was nowhere to put his hands, and he felt uneasy, Xin Wan twisted the earphone cable in his pocket.The community in Shuyueli has very good greenery, but it's all withered in winter, and there are broken leaves on the road.

"Brother, what time did you wake up this morning?" Xin Wan asked, "You had already left when I woke up."

"It was around six o'clock, I don't remember exactly."

"So early?" Xin Wan was a little taken aback, "It's not dawn yet."

Song Heng lowered his eyes, tightened the position of the rope loop again, and gave a soft "um".

"Are you... didn't sleep well?"

Song Heng changed the subject, "What are you listening to?"

Xin Wan opened her mouth, and suddenly realized that he was quietly avoiding that topic, and she had to be careful not to go overboard when speaking.He untied the earphone cable. Song Heng was taller than him, and he had to put his head up to put it on. There was silence in the earphones, and Xin Wan said: "The last song is over, I'll cut a song."

The next song is "Injury Inspection" by Wei Lan.

Xin Wan fastened the small MP3, the dim light of the ground stepped on the soles of her feet, and the milky white headphone cable dangled between them.This feeling of sharing songs is amazing. Listening to the same song, even the frequency of footsteps falling is similar, as if the world is shared by them during the time of that song.

"I really like listening to Cantonese songs," Xin Wan slightly raised the volume, and looked sideways at Song Heng, "Do you know why?"

The earphones Song Heng was wearing were precarious, and he stretched out his hand to support them, "Why?"

"Because I don't understand," Xin Wan laughed, with obvious dimples. "When I don't understand, I feel so mysterious, and I want to keep listening to what that person is singing." The same goes for movies. I don’t understand French, so I’m tempted to keep listening, but when I’m drinking, the subtitles don’t work.”

They just walked around the garden in Shuyueli, Qiuqiu lay on the withered yellow lawn and turned over, completely ignoring them. The mp3 suddenly became silent, probably because it was out of battery. When Xin Wan was flipping through it, Song Heng squatted down and tied the dog leash to the fire bolt on one side, and said, "It's normal if you can't remember clearly after drinking."

Xin Wan wrapped the headphone cable around the plastic case: "I bought wine at a small shop at the beginning, just to know what you think when you drink, and to imitate you." He pursed his lips, boldly: "But last night was just too timid, and a lot of words need alcohol, don't you?"

Song Heng stood up and looked at Xin Wan: "Actually, there is no need to remember many things so clearly."

He blurted out: "Don't you remember the confession?"

There was no one around, only the wind was heard, Song Heng said: "Xin Wan, let's stop here."

Song Heng's avoidance made Xin Wan feel unspeakably angry. He bit his lower lip hard, looked down at their toes, and took a deep breath: "Why do you want to come here? I don't want to 'come here', if you I don’t remember, so I’ll say it again.”

He didn't drink, but he was not as timid as he imagined. Xin Wan raised her head and looked Song Heng in the eyes, spoke slowly and in a low voice.

"I really like you. I like to watch movies with you, eat hot pot, and go out for a walk with the dog. There are many things that I find boring, dull, and ordinary, but as long as you participate, everything will be beautiful, and I will I feel very satisfied. I am not joking, I am serious about wanting to be close to you."

Xin Wan paused, her voice trembling: "Can you, don't take this as drunken nonsense and a joke..."

Song Heng didn't say anything for a while, his eyes fell on him, he stretched out his hand suddenly, wiped the corner of his eyes with his fingertips, "I didn't say anything, why are you crying?"

Why are you crying again?

It's so annoying.

Xin Wan grabbed Song Heng's hand, and wiped his eyes hard with his sleeve, "I just want to cry, but I won't let you cry, why are you going so far?"

Song Heng said, "I didn't make you cry."

After wiping away the tears, Xin Wan kept pinching his right hand and refused to let go, a little angry and childish, "I know you won't accept me, I'm still young, you are my cousin..."

Song Heng forgot five or six points of the lies that he made up before, but now that Xin Wan took the initiative to mention it, he suddenly remembered it, and was suddenly speechless, with a feeling of deceit, "Then why do you still say it?"

Xin Wan whispered: "Because I really like you, if I don't tell you, I will regret it in the future, I don't want to give up because of other things. And even if you are my relative, so what, we don't have children " He was a little annoyed: "How did I get here..."

Song Heng wanted to laugh a little.

"I've said so much, but what I actually mean is to say," Xin Wan raised his red eyes like rabbits, muffled his voice, but his eyes were clear and bright, and changed his address: "Song Heng, you can make me like you." You?"

How similar words, even tears are so similar.Xin Wan confessed to him in the same way on Xia Ri's street before, stupid and reckless.Six or seven years later, he heard Xin Wan's confession again at a completely different place.

Can't tell what it feels like, Song Heng didn't have any cigarettes in hand, he lowered his head and rolled the stone under his feet: "Forget it, Xin Wan."

Xin Wan was stunned.

"Like is not a romantic thing. Most of the feelings are like this. When the enthusiasm reaches a certain level, it will make yourself feel painful. You can like it, that is your freedom, and I will not interfere, but," he pulled out his hand , Rubbing Xin Wan's hair, the voice came clearly.

"It's better to give up earlier."

Most lovers have thought about the future. Song Heng still remembers that they thought about it on the bed in the hotel. They thought about the house they lived in, the floor-to-ceiling windows, the chandelier, the beige sofa, and even the watch hanging on the wall. The size of the toilet, the layout of the wet and dry separation.

However, the constructed utopia was destroyed, and the wreckage of the ruins stepped on the soles of their feet.

After Song Heng finished speaking, she could clearly see that the light in Xin Wan's eyes dimmed, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.He was so straightforward that he didn't even know how to hide his sadness in a decent way.

But he recovered quickly, and he could still laugh, "It's not sure who will give up first."

Xin Wan grabbed his hand again, dead leaves fell from the soles of her feet, and she stepped on it crisply, "I will keep approaching you until you are willing to accept and like me, one year, three years, five years... always There will be such a day."

Obviously the tears have not been wiped away, but they are very bright, with a kind of innocence and cuteness, he said: "We will wait and see."

The author says:

This chapter needs to be changed, because I have been memorizing the concept, I forgot to update orz.I know that some people think that some things don't make sense, but I haven't written about the reason for their breakup and the follow-up. Don't worry, orz made me a little anxious.

Continue tomorrow.