spring dream

048

As New Year's Day approaches, the bustling Shilan Street is covered in red, with lanterns and festoons everywhere, business is booming, and guests are in an endless stream.Xiao Er wanted to buy New Year's gifts for everyone in the teahouse, so he dragged Wen Qi around the whole street, chose a soft pottery handicraft shop, ordered the goods, and the two walked slowly towards the supermarket on the corner of the street.

Toothbrush and toothpaste, towels, cups, slippers, etc. Xiaoer threw into the cart all the most common daily necessities. Wen Qi wondered that there were all these things in teahouses. What made him even more puzzled was that Xiaoer bought all double.

After paying the bill, Xiao Er led Wen Qi into the clothing store next door. He bought a down coat, a cotton sweater, and a cashmere jacket. Wen Qi didn't let him take down the most expensive goose down shawl. Happy, until now, he probably guessed Xiao Er's intention.

"I can't wear it." Wen Qi's thin cheeks were covered by a fluffy stand-up collar, rosy in the white, tender and cute under the light.He smiled and bumped Xiao Er's shoulder, "If you get too fat in the future, wouldn't it be a waste?"

"Okay." Xiao Er also smiled, with an indiscernible sadness flashing across his face.

Wen Qi caught it and pinched him on the waist: "It's getting dark, it's so cold outside, I want to go back to the teahouse and have a bowl of noodle tea."

Going out of the store, looking far away and raising your head, you can see the majestic building belt standing in the city center, one building after another, reflecting the lights on the viaduct.

Winter in the north always comes too early, and the thick dark clouds press down on the city, as if within reach, gloomy and pushed by the wind, moving slowly.

A square wooden table, a blue and white porcelain bowl, no need for a spoon, just pick it up and suck it up along the side, Wen Qi drank two sips of hot tea, breathed out "ha", and on the stage sang the Kaimeng opera of Danjiao - "Yutangchun", choose the best of them In a passage in the famous "Qi Jie", Xie Yingying uttered a voice full of sorrow and joy, "Su San left Hongdong County, and came to the street. I never said that my heart is so miserable. I respect the gentlemen who passed by. I say."

Xiao Er came down from the second floor when half of the tea in the bowl was gone.Wen Qi touched his dry and chapped lips with the rim of the bowl: "It's still warm."

Xiao Er picked up a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth boldly, and asked, "What do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll let the kitchen make it for you alone."

With no reason, Wen Qi looked at Xiao E, obeyed his words and thought for a while: "Can we not eat in the main hall, you can eat with me in the room." He thought for a moment, "Just make... stewed tofu with cabbage, it's rotten That’s right, add two pieces of meat and soak in rice.”

After closing, the teahouse was huge and empty, dark, with only one lantern lit in the corner of the surrounding walls, glowing red.When Wen Qi returned to the room, he saw the suitcase standing behind the door, the newly purchased clothes were gone, and daily necessities for one person were on the table.

He leaned against the edge of the bed and sat down, took off the padded jacket that Aunt Sun had ordered, stared at his toes, and waited quietly.Xiao Er came back from washing, his face was covered with drops of water, his pupils were clear, and his body was filled with a cool scent of mint. He wiped his hair with a towel, wrung it dry and folded it, and walked up to Wen Qi: "Why don't you sleep... …Sleep."

Wen Qi hugged his waist, straightened his back, touched his chest with his small face, and said nothing.Xiao Er subconsciously raised his hand and returned it to the original place, kneading the acupuncture points on the back of Wen Qi's neck. Not long after, the person in his arms narrowed his eyes lazily.

"I don't want to waste time on sleeping." Wen Qi's voice was light and ethereal, his body became limp due to Xiao Er's movements, his consciousness dissipated, and he began to lean to the right.

Xiao Er caught him, hugged him on the bed, and closed the quilt.Wen Qi's close eyelashes trembled slightly with his light breath, Xiao Er warmed his hands, got up and opened the door, and went down to the first floor.

The old light bulb in the dark room flickered twice, illuminating a row of exquisite objects on the table, such as little emerald bats, glazed butterflies, hexagonal flowers, a plate of seawater white pearls with mirror luster, filigree gold pieces, and two Openwork tassels in the shape of a phoenix.

The objects in Xiaoer's hands vaguely took shape, and his fingertips were all clay. He drilled holes for each pearl with a twist drill, polished the ring surfaces of various spar jadeites, picked up tweezers, and inlaid them one by one on the metal partition. Chip,

In a dim and secluded small room, the person sitting on the swivel chair is bent over, in an overly devoted posture.The narrow and slender wooden table and the few handfuls of luxurious accessories are all his possessions.

After sleeping until noon the next day, Wen Qi woke up, but Xiao Er was not around.He got up, the warm air from the air conditioner was blowing on his face, his eyelids were dry, and his throat was a little thirsty.The wings of his nose moved, he smelled the smell of rice, got out of bed, and at the same time as he made a noise, he saw Xiao Er's shoulders stiffen in front of the desk, put down his pen, and quickly put the paper pressed on the table into the drawer.

Putting on a thin coat and walking over with slippers on, Wen Qi saw the steaming casserole: "Is the meal ready?"

"Well, you're hungry." Xiao Er took away the upside-down bowl, and the rice piled up into small buns, and handed over the chopsticks, he said, "You sit here and eat, I'll go downstairs to help them..."

Wen Qi sat on Xiao Er's lap, stuffed him with a piece of bacon, choked his words, and took a mouthful of rice: "Am I heavy?"

He didn't taste the meat, and almost swallowed it whole. Xiao Er closed the person in an inch of space in front of the table, and said with pity: "It's too light, I can't even feel you."

Wen Qi twisted his body in a tricky way, pressed Xiao Er's leg, held the chopsticks in his teeth, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you feel it?"

"Hiss—" Xiao Er buried his face in Wen Qi's hair, tapped his forehead on the back of Wen Qi's head, and said with a smile, "Don't move around."

After eating half a bowl of rice, Wen Qi took a breath, and the tip of his tongue ticked off the rice grains sticking to the corner of his lips: "Xiao Er, tell me about your childhood."

Xiao Er replied "Okay" without a pause, and seemed to be able to blurt out without needing to recall.

"When you were young, you loved to cry very much. Except for your parents, everyone would cry when hugging you. But the first time I hugged you, you just stared at me eagerly, and finally fell asleep in my arms."

"Older, came to play with me twice in three days, ran behind my ass, fell down, and lost me, which scared me. Later, I tied you around your waist with a rope, as long as the rope is tightened I will slow down, and when I turn around, I can always see you."

"You love sweets very much, and you can't leave every meal. Your favorite is cherry blossom red bean glutinous rice cake. I feel tired of smelling it. You can eat four or five yuan in a row."

"I'm in elementary school. I like cats to listen to operas in teahouses. My sisters sing a song. You can learn a seventy-eight percent of your lifelike appearance. They say you have talent in this area."

"There is one more thing." Xiao Er expressed his interest somehow. He didn't know that his eyes were red, and he quickly returned to normal in just a moment. "You are very sleepy. Once, you made a noise to go to Yu Chunyuan watched the cherry blossoms, fell asleep all the way on the bus, and asked me to carry it when I got off, but I enjoyed the scenery for a long time alone, and finally woke you up with glutinous rice cakes."

"And later." Xiao Er slowed down his speech, lowered his eyes, looked tired, and even felt a little difficult to breathe, "and later... I lost you."

Wen Qi threw himself on Xiao Er's shoulder and hugged him very hard.It was snowing outside the window, and the scattered particles soon became flocculent flowers. There was a light smell of rice in the room, and the stronger smell was the smell of the two of them. They hugged each other for a long time, until the street lamp on the side of the street It lighted up slowly, and cast a few blurred clusters of light on the window sash covered with misty water vapor.

Tomorrow is New Year's Day, and the teahouse closes early. Xiao Er distributed New Year's gifts to everyone, and the quantity was just right.Wen Qi looked at him with some dissatisfaction, and asked with his eyes, why there is no mine.

Xiao Er took his hand and held a plastic bag in the other hand. The two stepped out of the main hall and went straight up to the third floor from the stairs directly opposite the gate.Xiao Er helped Wen Qi put on a hat to cover his mouth and nose, pulled down the top ladder, waved the dust he brought out, and protected him to climb up the ladder.

They climbed out of the skylight, melted into the ice and snow, and stood on the glazed tile roof that was still shining even in the middle of the night. Wen Qi grabbed the auspicious beast at one end of the roof, Xiao Er leaned against him, and the two sat down next to each other, watching from a distance. City of lights.

The sound of a lighter came to his ears, and Wen Qi turned his head, with fireworks dancing in his eyes.Xiao Er held two firework sticks in his hands, and the sparks sparkled, echoing the lights of thousands of households in the distance.

Wen Qi stared at the flames in front of him, a small cluster, bursting with dazzling brightness, he took one and waved his arms in the dark night, leaving behind a colorful path of light.

With the wind blowing by his ears, Xiao Er hooked the hair from Wen Qi's sideburns behind his ears. The most sincere and pure feelings, the starry sky above the head, the glazed tiles under the feet, there are endless words between the two, and there is also a moonlight that is gentler than any other night.

They kissed each other in Sand Snow and Spark.

Xiao Er took the initiative, Wen Qi opened his lips and teeth to meet him, a long and soft kiss, no messy breathing, no overstepping movements, Xiao Er even withdrew dutifully, just lightly traced Wen Qi's lips Shaped silhouette.

The wind stopped, the snow lightened, and when the flames danced for the last time, both of them kissed warmly.Xiao Er hugged Wen Qi tightly, raised his hand to lift his bangs, and wiped off the beads of sweat on his forehead.

Wen Qi perched under Xiao Er's neck, hiding in the warm embrace.

One of them is 19 years old and the other is just over 23 years old. Fate has made them experience joys and sorrows at an inexperienced age.Even so, Xiao Er still has a wish. He wants to fill Wen Qi with every inch of time in his life. His palm is as hot as burning. He wants to touch it, want to own it, and his heartbeat at this moment is unprecedented. passion and honesty.

Grand fireworks bloomed in the sky, lighting up New Year's Eve, and the distant bells of the Drum Tower came from the southwest. Xiao Er kissed Wen Qi's wet eyes, touched his face, and said to him tenderly: "Happy New Year. "

Also, I love you.