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Shen Teng cried.

Perhaps subconsciously trying to hide the embarrassing tears, Shen Teng immediately backed up, but the heavy carriage behind him nearly caused him to fall down. The guy who couldn't move forward or retreat was at a loss for what to do, turned his head to squeeze out the moisture from his eyes, and blurted out his thoughts in a mess: "It's 27 years old, not 17 years old."

His posture was inexplicable, his tone of voice was grumpy, and the sentences he spoke were endless, but Qin Zheng still accurately captured the grievance and confusion in Shen Teng's heart that he couldn't even explain clearly.

It's 27, not 17.

You don't have to run thousands of kilometers away just to say "Happy Birthday" to my face.

No one has ever done this for him, and he was just ready to set off overnight to go back. For all the hesitations and doubts before coming, Shen Teng has accepted the facts calmly, and there is no need for Qin Zheng to shake his faith again and again... …

Qin Zheng firmly pulled the soul that lingered on the dangerous building into his arms.

The palms pressed down along the spine soothingly, hugging him tightly, and also pressing his emotions that were about to explode back to a peaceful state.

Qin Zheng lowered his head and leaned against Shen Teng's ear, coaxing his lover patiently with the most gentle tone in his life: "Every moment contains another moment. You are 27 years old, but in fact you are 23 years old, 17 years old , Seven years old you also live in your body. A birthday is a birthday, a day to celebrate your coming into this world. It does not mean parting, persecution, or other things you are afraid of... only blessings, Shen Jiaying, I can only hope that good things will happen to you in the coming year."

"I'm not afraid of birthdays," Shen Teng corrected him earnestly, "I just celebrated your birthday, I'm just used to not having birthdays."

"I know," Qin Zheng seemed to smile, "You are afraid of other things, afraid of admitting one thing."

what's up.

He has a tendency not to half-talk.

Shen Teng stared into the distance with his eyes wide open, his upper body was stubbornly motionless, but his nerve cell-sensitive fingers quietly grasped the corner of Qin Zheng's clothes in a gap that he didn't even realize. .

"What's in the box?"

Shen Tom rested his chin on Qin Zheng's shoulder—he didn't want others to see his tearful face, but he didn't realize how much hoarse and choked up his usual smiling and sloppy tone at this moment.

But Qin Zheng didn't expose him, he just patted Shen Teng's back lightly like a child, kissed his earlobe, rubbed the back of his neck, and let go of Shen Teng reluctantly, as if drowning Those who embrace driftwood in the arms of attachment.

"What are you doing?" Shen Teng opened his eyes blankly.

Qin Zheng pretended not to see the bright red at the end of his eyes, pulled Shen Teng to turn around, put his chest on his back again, and led Shen Teng to look at the animal that had been carefully guarded all the way before it was finally brought here. The box at the door——Qin Zheng brought a birthday cake, and it really was the red velvet Oreo cake he casually mentioned early in the morning.

Shen Teng couldn't hold back his lips, and closed his eyes with a smile.

"I feel that I have some happiness." He murmured suddenly.

Different from those heart-pounding joys that could not be grasped, held firmly, and occasionally made people quietly doubt the reality when they were insomnia, this time, it was the happiness that actually landed on the tarmac in his heart.

Qin Zheng stopped his movements, turned his head and stared at Shen Teng for a while, and said softly, "I have the same feeling."

This is an era of unprecedentedly highly developed material civilization in the world, but the scenery they have seen since they were young has hardly given these two people any strong and real hope for the future in any sense.

In the past 20 years, they may have passed by the simple word "happiness" more than once or even briefly owned it, but when they owned it, they were already worried, as if they knew that this happiness was just It was a limited dream, and the facts proved to them more than once in the end: indeed, you'd better learn to keep silent and skeptical about "owning" as soon as possible.

Pain is the normal state of life, and happiness is just an illusion of nothingness. Once upon a time, even if they were moved by each other countless times, they still only regarded each other as a painkiller that temporarily paralyzes them. Breaking a dream, but still can't help saying: "I feel that I have some happiness."

The wind outside was too strong. In order to light the candles, the two returned to the car again.The rear compartment, which originally seemed spacious when Shen Teng was alone, became obviously cramped after adding another young man who was three centimeters taller than him. In the tense anticipation that the birthday magic was about to disappear at two o'clock, the two huddled together with their heads down, bumping their heads more than once while turning around and rummaging.

How embarrassing.

Shen Teng, who was even more embarrassed than this just now, wiped away his tears and forgot that his eye sockets were still red, and laughed heartlessly.As if infected by him, Qin Zheng curled his lips, lowered his eyelids, lit the candle, and lifted the cake in front of Shen Teng.

The sky outside the window was still gloomy, and just 23 minutes had passed since the sunset time of 54:6 in the official forecast. In the flickering candlelight, the two of them looked at each other quietly, perhaps because they had made too many wishes before. Or maybe their most wanted wishes have already been quietly fulfilled at this moment. Before Shen Teng rushed to close his eyes and blow out the candles at twelve o'clock, the two of them didn't say anything.

But at the moment when the candle was extinguished, Qin Zheng threw the cake aside, got up without any hesitation, grabbed the back of Shen Ma's head and kissed it.

The meaning of this kiss is complex.

It's blessings, admiration, and a surge of emotion after finally confirming something.

And at this moment, Shen Teng understood all his perceptions.

But Shen Teng had a similar hazy feeling in another place that was completely different from Iceland.

In the lingering gap between lips and noses, he said softly: "Do you remember Barcelona?"

Qin Zheng kissed his long hair: "Of course."

Shen Tom expressed his love for that city more than once, and Qin Zheng couldn't forget it, but in Shen Tom's subsequent narration, he finally put together a complete picture of what Barcelona is to the two of them. mean something.

Two summers ago, they made an appointment to meet at the most famous tourist resort in Spain.

Barcelona is known as the "Pearl of the Iberian Peninsula". Qin Zheng visited Barcelona a long time ago and was deeply impressed by the fascinating skyline there.Since the acquaintance, the purpose of each meeting between him and Shen Teng has been single and clear, but that time, for some reason, when he made an appointment with Shen Teng, he had other thoughts that he probably shouldn't have.

Casa Vincennes, Palais Güell, Sagrada Familia... Qin Zheng is very fond of these buildings, and can even imagine the thrill of Shen Ma standing in front of the gorgeous authentic Picasso with long black hair.Before setting off, Qin Zheng even thought that maybe he could ask Shen Teng if he would like to walk on the street with him and see the beauty of Barcelona before the night really fell.

What he didn't know was that in the port city of his destination while he was tired of waiting due to flight delays and cancellations, Shen Teng, like him, finally put down the mobile phone with the thin chat box after pondering, and canceled the invitation The other party's idea of ​​going to dinner together.

At that time, they still couldn't tell the difference between lust, affection, and liking, and they didn't know that "love" was not just a state or a verb, but also an ability that a person might spend a lifetime learning.

Shen Teng still remembers the day when he arrived in Barcelona, ​​he did not know what festival he encountered. At dusk, he was thinking about some distant things on the street where he could see the sea, but in a blink of an eye, he suddenly came back to find that at some point, people had already taken out of the house. Came out with a candle.

At first, there were only one or two people singing carols that he could not understand in a low voice. Soon, there were more and more singers, and Shen Teng followed the old man in white, walking alone among the sea and sea of ​​people.There were so many people passing by him, Shen Teng was in a trance surrounded by them, suddenly he didn't know where he came from, and he didn't know where he was going to be pushed by the wave, and then he suddenly heard someone call him by name.

It was just a name, but it awakened him from the distant snowy land in his fantasy.

Shen Teng raised his head, and from a distance, he could see Qin Zheng, who had come all the way from afar, on the other side of the hillside, raising his arms against the background of the crowd, facing him like a surrendered child against the crowd. wave.

Momentary heartbeat, but that's all.

Shen Toma likes Barcelona so much, perhaps not only because of the splendid enthusiasm of that city, which melted the snowfield in his heart, but also because he unintentionally found a unique colorful color in the world there.It's just that at that time he was still an apostle of God whose emotional roots had been taken out, and he didn't know what a move was. It wasn't until today, two years later, when the traces of dust in his memory finally coincided with the moving one at this moment, that Shen Teng finally opened his eyes. Eyes met Qin Zheng who was always looking at him tenderly, and he said seriously: "I think it was at that moment that I really fell in love with you, Your Majesty. You did too, right?"

I saw that the green hills are more charming, and I expect that I should see you in Castle Peak.

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