countdown to winter

"18" and "HAPPY-BIRTHDAY" balloons were hung on the wall, surrounded by warm yellow light balls, and a double-layer cake was placed on the table in the middle of the music classroom. The candlelight shook slightly, and the snow outside the window Before stopping, snow piled up on the window lattice, Wen Xia let out and let Shi Xing in.

"Xing'er," Wen Xia said with a smile, "Happy eighteenth birthday."

Shi Xing walked in slowly, not even daring to breathe heavily, for fear that this was a dream that would be shattered silently, he walked to the table, looked at the cake, and suddenly burst into tears.

Tears fell on the cream, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, bit his lip, and choked up silently.

Wen Xia didn't expect his reaction. He closed the door, walked over, and patted Shun Shixing's back, "Why are you still crying? You should be happy for your birthday today, you're already an adult."

Shi Xing wiped away his tears, his eye makeup was a little blurred, he looked up at Wen Xia, and twitched, "How do you know...today is my birthday?"

"Student files," Wen Xia smiled, "I flipped through them back then, so I wrote them down. I remember right."

Shi Xing walked over slowly, brushed the edge of the table with his fingertips, and said softly: "I remember correctly..."

"I was thinking, now that I'm an adult, I have to give you some grand points, but I don't have a lot of salary, so I can only do this - fortunately your program is relatively high, otherwise I doubt that the candle will burn out. "

Shi Xing stared at the cake.

Double layer chocolate cake, with a chocolate crust, sprinkled with star-shaped candy pieces, and "Happy Birthday, Star" written on the top with white cream.

"I wrote this character myself. My handwriting is not good-looking, so I can only write it like this." Wen Xia touched his nose, "Don't dislike me."

How could he dislike it.

Shi Xing looked at the star's candy and choked up again. Wen Xia felt helpless, leaned down and said softly, "Shou Xing can't keep crying, one more day of crying will be over—come on, laugh."

Shi Xing raised his eyes, looked into Wen Xia's eyes, and smiled through his tears.

"Come on, make a wish first." Wen Xia pushed the cake forward, "My wish, make it well, it will come true."

Shi Xing thought of his three-year-old birthday, which was much simpler than this one, but it was also under the warm yellow candlelight. He clasped his hands and placed them reverently in front of his forehead, as if it coincided with the scene 15 years ago.

"I hope……"

"Hey," Wen Xia hurriedly stopped him, "You can't say your wish, or it won't work."

Shi Xing looked at him in a daze.

So, when he was three years old, the reason why the wish he made didn't come true was because he said it out loud?

Shi Xing closed his eyes and said silently in his heart.

"I wish you peace and happiness in the future, and forget all the unhappiness."

"Second wish to leave Shi Haoran's side as soon as possible."

"three……"

He opened his eyes and saw Wen Xia—he was wearing a linen sweater and black trousers, and he looked gentle and bright. He said, "Have you made your wish?"

"Here," he handed over the things hidden behind his back, "a gift for you."

A small golden box.

Shi Xing took it carefully and opened it.

Inside was a dark red tie, and beside it was a pure black lighter. The tie was of good texture and reflected matte under the light. Wings were engraved on the lighter, which was extraordinarily fine, and every feather was clearly visible.

"Come on, I'll put a tie on for you." Wen Xia hooked his hands towards Shixing, beckoning him to come over, and picked up the tie, "You just don't have a tie on this shirt."

Wen Xia carefully helped Shi Xing put on his tie. Shi Xing was shorter than him, and could just see Wen Xia's lips opening and closing.His fingers grazed Shi Xing's neck from time to time, his bony hands set against the dark red tie, a strong contrast.

"I'll be an adult from now on, Xing'er." Wen Xia lowered his eyes and put on his tie, "I won't say any blessings, I just hope you will get better and better in the future—it's pretty vulgar, just listen to it."

After finishing the tie, Wen Xia took a step back and looked at it, feeling very satisfied. He raised his eyes and said with a smile——

"Happy birthday."

Then, as if by magic, Wen Xia took out a wine bottle from behind, Shi Xing was a little dumbfounded, "Why did you bring wine?"

"Of course I have to drink when I'm an adult." Wen Xia didn't bring a special wine glass, so he had to use a paper cup to make do with it. "When I celebrated my birthday, my mother prepared wine for me. She said that I was an adult. If I can't blow it bottle, that would be a shame—of course, we don’t need to blow a bottle, just a drink.”

The red wine was poured into the paper cup, and the wine was slightly swaying, reflecting the color of snow.

Wen Xia handed him the wine and drank it first, "I'll do it first."

Shi Xing had never drank alcohol before, so he imitated his example and became stuffy, choked, coughed, and his face was hot, the wine went down his throat and scalded his insides, Shi Xing looked up at him with a blushing face, Whispered: "I also...did it."

The two of them held paper cups, and each drank one glass at a time. Wen Xia was a typical "one-cup pour". The red wine was not high in alcohol, but it was still a bit high. After he drank the third cup, he got up to cut the cake, "Really, I I hated drinking when I was young, my dad always made me drink some white wine, if I drank more when I was young, I guess my drinking capacity would not be so bad now."

Shi Xing also gradually relaxed, a little drunk, he looked at Wen Xia with a smile, and poked his face with his fingertips: "Are you drunk?"

"I don't have any." Wen Xia cut the cake, suddenly got playful, wiped a piece of cream, and wiped it on Shi Xing's face, Shi Xing was stunned, he didn't react, he just felt that his face was sticky, waiting until It was only when Wen Xia wiped it a second time did he realize that he also wiped Wen Xia.

The sweet and creamy smell is very light, mixed with the aroma of red wine, the stamina of the red wine rises, Shi Xing doesn't care about the dirt on the floor, just sits down, looking straight ahead, Wen Xia has long been drunk, lying on the ground, talking to the child Same, go to pull Shixing's trouser leg: "Stop sitting down!"

"I don't want it," Shi Xing said in a low voice, "tired."

"Cream is all over his face." Wen Xia tugged him again, his eyes sparkling, "It's so ugly."

Shi Xing stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked it, and frowned: "It's not delicious!"

"Why?" Wen Xia took a mouthful of cream, "It's very sweet."

"Mine doesn't taste good," Shi Xing moved closer, his cheeks flushed from drinking, and his breath smelled of alcohol, "Teacher Wen..."

Wen Xia listened, raised his eyes, Shi Xing was very close to him, his warm breathing, delicate facial features were exceptionally clear, he suddenly stuck out the tip of his tongue, touched the cream on Wen Xia's face, "Your food is delicious."

Wen Xia pushed him away, a little dizzy, and said with a smile: "I can only eat mine."

"I want to eat."

Shi Xing clutched his wrist like a fool, licking the cream on his face, with a subtle touch, itching, Wen Xia was not feeling well, pushed him, turned over on the ground, drowsy .

Shi Xing moved closer to him, bit his ear, and whispered, "I like it."

"like you……"

"good to eat."

Wen Xiaben was about to fall asleep when he was awakened by the noise in his ear, he heard it faintly, sat up, just in time to see Shi Xing standing up, staggering to blow out the candles, then he remembered that he forgot to let Shi Xing go Blow out the candles.

What did he say just now?

……like?

what do you like?

Wen Xia suddenly thought of something, she was startled, her drunkenness faded, and she stared blankly at Shi Xing.

The candle was extinguished, and the lead-colored sky was a little brighter, like a cluster of flames, burning to the tip of the heart, bringing subtle pain and unbearable, Shi Xing turned around in the dark, walked over, hugged him gently, murmured something, unexpectedly Just fell asleep.

"..."

"Shi Xing, Shi Xing," Wen Xia helped him stand up, and he staggered a little, so he had to support the table next to him, "Let's go, go back to the dormitory."

"Teacher Wen," Shi Xing's voice was a bit vague, Wen Xia didn't dare to listen, "Stop talking, let's go."

"I like you..." Shi Xing unconsciously hugged his neck, rubbing against him like a koala, "I really like you...don't throw me away..."