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On the way to the Olympic Sailing Center by taxi, the car passed the May Fourth Square.

Through the glass window, Song Qingyao saw one of Qingdao's well-known landmarks from afar - "The Wind of May".

The appearance of this building embodying the "May [-]th Patriotic Movement" is a spiraling wind. The eye-catching red color scheme and the location standing in the center of a large square make it particularly eye-catching from a distance.

While Song Qingyao was staring, Lin He beside him also came over, pointed at the children running back and forth on the lawn next to him and said, "I did such stupid things when I was young."

The hot air from Lin He's words brushed against Song Qingyao's ears, and Song Qingyao felt itchy, so he moved aside a bit: "What?"

Lin He said, "Run around it non-stop."

Song Qingyao understood, and smiled helplessly: "This is the innocence of a child, how stupid."

Pursing his lips, Lin He's gaze followed the red building that had fallen behind the car. He didn't speak anymore, but he still kept his approaching posture. Soon Song Qingyao felt uncomfortable.

Lin He's chest was next to his arm, and their faces were only a palm away.

too close.

Song Qingyao frowned slightly. Seeing that Lin He was still looking behind in a daze, he took the opportunity to sit up straight and pressed Lin He's shoulders, reminding: "Sit down, the car is still driving, it's so dangerous."

Lin He obediently sat up straight, and turned to look out of the window on his side.

The traffic broadcast was playing in the taxi. The next section of the road was relatively congested, and the driver stepped on the brakes frequently. Fortunately, it didn't take long to reach the destination.

After paying and getting out of the car, Song Qingyao looked around, and Lin He pointed to the road ahead on the right: "Go this way."

He followed Lin He, and after the two walked more than 200 meters in the direction of the setting sun, their eyes suddenly brightened.

This is a site that is wider than the May Fourth Square. At the end of the square are decks and a large group of yachts, and farther away is the boundless sea.

A burst of joyful laughter came from the right side, and Song Qingyao followed the sound, and saw 54 giant flagpoles standing in the open space on the right side, and the flags of various countries fluttered in the wind, forming a semicircle around the Olympic Five Rings stele in the middle.A few girls were standing on both sides of the stele to take pictures. Because the venue was too wide, their laughter echoed.

Withdrawing his gaze, Song Qingyao looked straight ahead.

Behind a large deck, all kinds of sailing yachts are arranged in an orderly manner, with no end in sight.The setting sun reflects the sparkling light, and the reflection of the yacht on the sea is like a huge blurred ink painting. The high-rise buildings on the opposite side present a mirage-like landscape in the mist. Many people stand by the guardrail with photographic equipment to take pictures, but There are more citizens walking and tourists who come here admiringly.

Song Qingyao looked around and sighed that there are so many yachts and a vast area here that it is worthy of being the venue for the Olympic Games.

He took out his mobile phone to take a video, but because today's sunset was too dazzling, he shot it against the light, and the whole picture was gray, far from the beauty seen by the eyes.

The person next to him took his mobile phone, said "I'll do it" and adjusted the value skillfully.After a 30-second video was finished, Lin He pointed the camera at him: "Senior, please say a few words."

Unaccustomed to facing the camera like this, he turned his face away and said, "Don't take pictures of me, just take pictures of the scenery."

"But I think taking pictures of you is more interesting than taking pictures of the scenery." Lin He continued to look at him from the screen with a smile in his voice, perhaps because of the shifted angle, Lin He was quiet for a few seconds, and suddenly walked in front of him.

"Senior, are you shy? Why are you blushing?"

Lin He blocked the sunlight in front of Song Qingyao, Song Qingyao turned his face back, and just about to refute that it was the sun, Lin He raised his phone as if he had discovered a new land, and took a picture of the ground behind him.

Song Qingyao turned his head to look, and it turned out that Lin He was taking pictures of their overlapping shadows, and he stretched out his left hand to make a V letter on his head, shaking from side to side and said, "Rabbit ears, senior, you have rabbit ears."

Seeing Lin He's pranks so vigorously, Song Qingyao wanted to complain about his childishness again.Lin He stuffed the phone into his hand before he could say anything, and then pressed his shoulders to make him turn around, with his chest against his back, held his wrist and raised the camera, making him continue to keep taking pictures Angle.

Just now Lin He locked the video recording button, so even if Song Qingyao didn't press it, he was still recording.Lin He adjusted the angle, said "It's ok", then raised his hands, made two V letters respectively, and shook them on both sides of Song Qingyao's head.

"It looks more like a rabbit now." Lin He laughed, and turned his head to look at Song Qingyao, "Senior, look at how cute this shadow is. No, you are so cute when you look at it this way. You fit rabbit ears very well."

As if he had discovered a new continent, Lin He stared intently at Song Qingyao's face, and when Song Qingyao was speechless, he wanted to add another sentence: "It's really cute."

Although the place is vast and wide, there are still many people around.They were so close together that they soon attracted the attention of a pair of citizens walking nearby.Song Qingyao felt embarrassed, but he didn't downcast, just walked away two steps, and pressed the stop button on the screen.

The video taken was automatically saved to the album. Song Qingyao put the phone in his pocket, and when he looked up, he found that Lin He was standing where he was. V's hands had been put down, and the gesture was still there.

Looking at those fingers, he thought of what Lin He had said about his cuteness more than once just now.

Although his appearance is younger than his peers, as a man, it is absolutely impossible to be attached to the word "cute".Lin He walked to his side, looked at him with downcast eyes: "Senior, are you angry?"

Song Qingyao was not angry enough, and he had a certain understanding of Lin He's character.When he was joking just now, Lin He's eyes glowed, which meant that he was really happy. He couldn't bear to pour cold water on him, so he walked forward: "I'm not angry, let's go."

Lin He followed him, walked a few steps and asked, "Are you not angry?"

Song Qingyao glanced at him: "You really want me to be angry?"

"That's not true," Lin He smiled, and pointed at the sailboat sailing in the distance, "Senior, have you ever sailed on a sailboat?"

Song Qingyao said, "No."

"Then I'll take you out to play in the sea, it's very interesting." Lin He suggested.

In the past two days, Lin He said more than once what will happen in the future. Song Qingyao didn't know if he liked the way of speaking immediately, but after we parted tomorrow, it would be difficult for them to meet again, let alone going everywhere like now Play.

But Song Qingyao still responded, "Okay."

Lin He's smile became brighter, and the sea breeze blew the hem of his baseball shirt, so he simply walked upside down and asked Song Qingyao to help him pay attention to the road ahead.

Seeing him walking backwards with his arms outstretched, Song Qingyao wanted to remind him that it was so easy to fall, but seeing his side face staring at the sea, the words were swallowed.

Anyway, we're going to part ways tomorrow, so let him be.

After taking a photo at the landmark at the intersection, they walked to the lover's dam along the left side.When passing by the torch sculpture in front of the Starbucks restaurant, Lin He stood up and raised his right hand as if holding the torch.Song Qingyao took a few photos for him.After he got down, he asked Song Qingyao to stand up. Song Qingyao couldn't say anything, and he insisted that Song Qingyao also take pictures, saying that this was a rare opportunity to hold the Olympic torch.

There was no one waiting around, so Song Qingyao stood up and followed Lin He's command to make a good posture.Lin He took a picture of him with his cell phone, but unlike the picture he took of Lin He just now, Lin He kept saying that he was not at the right angle, and repeatedly moved around to take pictures.Song Qingyao's hands were sore, and Lin He finally put down his phone.

He wanted to see what Lin He looked like in the photo. Lin He opened the photo album generously. He was stunned when he saw it. The screen was full of his own photos. In the pose just now, Lin He took at least 20 photos.

He was not sensitive to photography, and he couldn't see what Lin He meant by the so-called crooked photography.However, after walking outside for a long time, and the sun was too hot today, he was very thirsty, so he went to Starbucks with Lin He to buy coffee.

Originally, he wanted to sit down and take a break, but Lin He looked at the sunset time and said that the sun was going down soon, so he should take a look at the scenery first.

It was only a few minutes' walk from Starbucks to Lover's Dam. When he stepped onto the long embankment, Song Qingyao saw the most beautiful seascape since he came to Qingdao.

The blue sky and the deep blue sea meet at the end of the world, and the thin sea mist is as ethereal as a fairy spirit, hiding the distant ships faintly.The sea breeze blows the hair and clothes, and the sound of the wind lingers in the ears like the breathing of the sweetheart. No wonder it is called lover's dam.

Under the embankment is an artificial rock beach extending to the sea. The stones here have been uniformly carved and placed in an orderly manner. Some young people sit on the stones, chatting or taking pictures.Lin He tugged at Song Qingyao's sleeve: "Senior, let's sit for a while too."

Song Qingyao's attention was attracted by this charming blue, and Lin He asked him twice before he came back to his senses.The two walked to the rocky beach, and since they were both holding coffee and it was difficult to walk, Lin He turned around and stretched out his hand towards him, reminding him, "Be careful."

Looking at the palm stretched out in front of him, Song Qingyao hesitated a little. He wanted to say that he could do it himself, but Lin He stubbornly said: "If you fall here, the loss will not be worth the loss."

The ground under his feet was uneven, Song Qingyao finally stretched out his left hand and placed it on Lin He's right hand.Lin He gathered his fingers together and held his hand firmly in the palm of his hand. Both of them paid attention to their feet. When they finally reached the outer edge closest to the sea, Song Qingyao's knees were shaking a little.

This rocky beach is indeed very difficult to walk, the location is high and the distance is large, no wonder not many people will come down.But looking at the endless sea and blue sky in front of him, he felt that this step was worthwhile.

Lin He stood side by side with him, looking into the distance together.The surrounding voices were much quieter than before, but the wind was still howling. Song Qingyao wanted to brush away the sideburns that had been blown to the corners of his mouth, but when he moved, he found that Lin He was still holding him.

Lin He didn't seem to realize that it was time to let go, and he still stared straight ahead.Song Qingyao twitched his hand, but he couldn't twitch, but made Lin He turn around, looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You can let go." Song Qingyao reminded.

Looking down at the hands holding each other, Lin He paused for a moment before releasing his fingers: "Oh, I didn't notice."

Song Qingyao didn't think about what his long-tailed "oh" meant. After pulling away his hair, he took out his phone and unlocked it. He wanted to take a picture of this coastal scenery, but since Lin He was by his side, no matter how he At concave angles, forests and valleys will inevitably appear in the mirror.

Song Qingyao wanted to take two steps to the side to avoid Lin He, but the uneven rocks under his feet made it difficult for him to move. He gave up after trying once, and simply photographed Lin He, together with this desirable coastline Into the memory of travel.

Not long after standing here, Song Qingyao's hands became cold.The seaside wind is too strong, and it is the season of early April, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it cannot withstand the cooling attack in the evening.Lin He also felt cold, and the two walked back holding hands. When they stood on the flat embankment, Song Qingyao's left hand was warmed by Lin He.

He touched his cold right fingers with his warm left hand, and the cold American style also became difficult to eat at this temperature.Lin He took his coffee and threw it into the trash can together, and the two walked along the giant flagpoles on both sides of the embankment to the lighthouse at the end.

The setting sun has tilted between the mansions, and the afterglow of red gold penetrates irregularly from the clouds, illuminating the sea and projecting the huge figure of the lighthouse on the ground.

Song Qingyao stood in the shadow behind the lighthouse and looked up at the white guide standing quietly between the sky and the earth. He felt that the sky was really blue and vast, and even time seemed to be frozen at this moment.

Looking back on the long dikes he walked through, the artificial rocky beach extending to the sea, and the flags of various countries fluttering in the wind on both sides, he feels that it is a kind of luck to live here.

The beauty of Qingdao is different from that of Xiamen, but one thing is the same, they all have a charm that makes people not want to leave.

Perhaps it was inappropriate to think so, but he suddenly felt fortunate that the destination he chose at random brought him a surprise beyond his expectations.

It turns out that if you don’t go to Sanya, you won’t necessarily be disappointed. Traveling alone can also be exciting.

The finger by his side was hooked, and he didn't have to turn his head to know who did it.As expected, Lin He leaned into his ear and said, "Senior, shall we take another photo together?"

Squeezing his sore neck, he looked at Lin He, smiled and agreed, "Okay."

Lin He asked passers-by for help. The two first took a group photo under the white lighthouse, then went around to the guardrail in front of the lighthouse, and took two photos with their backs to the sea.

Before taking the shot, Lin He naturally raised his arms and wrapped them around his shoulders from behind.Song Qingyao felt that this pose was a bit too intimate, but the passers-by who took pictures of them didn't feel anything strange, and reminded them to get closer.It was only after taking a picture that Song Qingyao realized that they just hugged their shoulders. In the eyes of ordinary people, two men hugging their shoulders is also a kind of performance between good friends.

After figuring this out, the group photo in front of the guardrail became much more natural for him.However, in the last picture, Lin He changed his posture and lowered his head the moment the other party pressed the shutter, as if he wanted to whisper something into his ear.

When he got his phone back, he saw the picture that was described by the photographer as an untaken photo.Perhaps it was because of the ulterior and intimate contact between them, this photo looked very much like Lin He's posture of bowing his head and wanting to kiss him in his opinion.

Lin He also looked at the screen, and said with a smile that the shot was good, and asked him to send the original picture to himself.

The setting sun slowly sank into the sea, and the sky darkened. Song Qingyao sat at the window of the music restaurant, looking at the group of yachts shrouded in the night, his eyes were a little drunk.

They sat down for more than half an hour, and Lin He ordered Tsingtao beer puree to drink, saying that this kind of taste is better.It's his first attempt, so he can't drink it well, but the taste is really good. With the barbecue and the band music on the stage in front, the atmosphere is very relaxed.

Lin He drank more than him. When the band on the stage finished singing the fourth song, Lin He put down his glass and asked him if he wanted to hear himself sing.

Lin He had played in a band for two years when he was a student. The first time he met Song Qingyao at the PARTY, he sang a song on stage and gave it to the professor as a wedding anniversary gift.

Song Qingyao still remembered that Lin He sang "IDO" by the 98° band.

Seeing the excited look in the eyes of the person opposite, Song Qingyao propped his chin with one hand and said, "Sing "IDO"."

Lin He's expression froze for a moment, Song Qingyao thought the environment was too noisy and he didn't hear clearly, just when he was about to say it again, he saw him laughing, said "wait" and walked up the stage.

Lin He took big strides, and he exuded the vigor and vigor that only a young man would have.Walking to the side of the stage, he supported the guardrail with his right hand, and stepped onto the stage diagonally with one kick.The lead singer was talking to the guitarist, he stepped forward and said a few words to the two, and the lead singer gave him the mic.

Lin He spoke a few more words with the guitarist, and the other side made an OK gesture.After the lead singer left the stage, Lin He took the mic, sat down on the high stool casually, looked at the audience and said, "Hi everyone, sorry to take up a few minutes of everyone's time."

The guests who were dining in the restaurant looked towards the stage one after another, while Lin He's eyes focused on Song Qingyao's table.The spotlight above his head limited his field of vision. He could feel Song Qingyao looking at him, but he couldn't see Song Qingyao's eyes clearly.

"I have a very special friend. He will leave tomorrow, but we have had a good time alone these few days, so I want to give him the next song, and I hope he will always remember it after listening to it. I."

Lin He stretched out his left hand and snapped his fingers, and the guitarist plucked the strings in response. As the soothing melody sounded, Song Qingyao saw the iconic dimple on Lin He's left cheek.

"IdoIdoIdoIdo

Oh

All Iam

All I'll be

Everything in this world

All that I'll ever need

Isinyoureyes

Shiningatme

WhenyousmileIcanfeel

All my passionunfolding

Your hand brushes mine

And thousands of sensations

Seduceme

'Cause I

Ido (cherish you)

Fortherest of my life

You don't have to think twice

I will love you still

From the depths of my soul

It's beyond my control

I've waited so long to say this to you

If you'reaking do I love you this much

Ido"

Leaning on the back of the chair, Song Qingyao picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining mouthfuls of puree in one go.

Lin He's singing voice is twice higher than his speaking voice, which is very similar to the lead singer of the 98° band, and belongs to the type of voice that Song Qingyao likes.Because of this, even though he was rude to Yang Tingwei on the first day they met, Song Qingyao didn't feel disgusted with him.

In fact, if you listen carefully, Lin He's voice is a bit more indescribable than that of the lead singer, but maybe it's because of his state of mind, maybe because he has heard Lin He's voice that is even more inhumane.

Compared to the night of the reunion on the stage of the bar, it can be seen that Lin He is much more serious tonight.From staring at him at the beginning to closing his eyes when he climaxed, and now closing his eyes slightly, the fingers of his lowered right hand tapped the red round stool between his legs with the rhythm. An orange cat basking in the sun seen outside the store.

When Lin He's claws don't scratch people, he is still very obedient.

Curving the corners of his mouth, Song Qingyao couldn't help humming along, staring at the young man on the stage.Until there was a burst of enthusiastic applause one after another, he saw Lin He walking in front of him, facing everyone's gaze, pulling away the chair opposite him and sitting down.

Those bright eyes stared at him like stars in the night sky. He obviously had a confident and flamboyant personality, but now he could see a little nervousness.

Song Qingyao heard him ask: "Senior, how is my singing?"

Touching the wine glass with his fingertips, Song Qingyao boasted, "It sounds good."

Lin He picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, put it down and said, "From now on, whenever you want to listen to songs, you can find me, and I can sing for you anytime."

Song Qingyao didn't take this seriously, but he still asked with a smile: "When do you mean any time?"

"All the time you can think of," Lin He folded his arms and put them on the table in front of him, looking straight at him, "Even if you want to listen to it while lying on the bed, start a video and I'll sing it for you." on site."

The two looked at each other for a moment, Song Qingyao smiled and looked away, and continued to drink from the glass.

After sitting for another half an hour, Lin He proposed to go back.

Lin He went to check out quickly, but Song Qingyao felt dizzy when he wanted to stand up. He propped himself on the table for a while before he could start walking.

After Lin He came back, he naturally put his arms around his shoulders.Walking out of the gate of the dining bar, the surroundings gradually became quiet, Lin He looked at his face in the darkness of night: "Senior, are you still able to walk?"

Song Qingyao leaned in Lin He's arms, and for some reason thought of the scene of Lin He carrying Wang Hui during the day, he asked with a smile, "You can't walk, are you carrying me?"

"I'll carry you," Lin He agreed, "If you want, I'll carry you back."

Song Qingyao half-opened his eyes, wondering if he understood the seriousness in Lin He's tone.He shook his head, and just as he took a step forward, Lin He pulled him back into his arms. He staggered and almost knelt down.

Lin He let him put his hands on his shoulders, and looked down into his eyes.The warm breath brushed against his lips, and Song Qingyao vaguely felt that something was wrong, but before he thought of avoiding it, heat came from his lips.

Slowly opening his eyes wide, he saw clearly the eyelashes that were close at hand.

Under the thick black wings are glimmering pupils. Lin He didn't let him have a chance to be distracted, and he didn't care that this is the corridor outside the restaurant door, so he directly pushed him against a beer barrel that was one person tall Die on, ravaged his lips.

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Let's have some starfish~

ps: The lyrics are from the 98° band "IDO"