The lights of the cold neon tubes were blurry and gorgeous, blending together and turning into a colorful mist that scattered lightly and mixed into the deafening music.
The resonance of the huge sound and the drumbeats are perfectly integrated, rushing into the eardrums and flooding into the whole body, stirring up a strange psychedelic feeling.
If it fits too closely, it can easily give people the illusion that their heart is beating with the beat of the drum.
There were faint voices in the mist, very close, but the content of the words was difficult to understand.
Su Ye put down the wine glass in his hand with a "clack".
He shook his slightly dizzy head a little before he broke through the mist, and concentrated on taking those sounds into his mind word for word.
"I'm willing to admit defeat, go quickly!" Someone pushed the person in the mist.
"Okay, stop making trouble." The man clapped his hands behind him and broke through the hazy mist to walk closer to Su Ye.
Su Ye raised his head, a pair of fox eyes slightly curved on his slightly cold face, and looked at him with the most skillful, gentle and friendly smile.
The person in front of him squatted down.
The face that seemed blurry in the light suddenly became clear. There was a bit of evil in the handsome face, with a slight redness that was probably caused by alcohol, and the mouth opened and closed.
All the mist dissipated, and the scene in front of him became clear. The person's superior appearance, smiling eyes, and earrings all fell into Su Ye's eyes.
He tilted his head slightly and looked at Su Ye with swaying eyes.
"Brother, I like you."
There were applause and cheers from behind. Su Ye tilted his head, and his slightly gleaming fox eyes widened a little wider. He didn't say a word, conveying his sincere confusion wordlessly.
"What did you say?"
The handsome and carefree face came closer, and the voice was lowered, whispering like a whisper.
"I said, Su Ye, I like you, can you fall in love with me?"
Su Ye's expression finally changed.
He lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes covering the neon lights that shone in his eyes, and his thin lips whispered softly.
"Okay."
After saying this, he raised his head and looked at the person opposite, with a smile that seemed to melt, and took a deep breath.
The air that rushed into my nose was cold and chilly, like frost on marble tiles.
He took another deep breath, and the cold air poured into his respiratory tract again.
The dream disperses
Su Ye's eyelids moved and he slowly opened his eyes.
".The plane is taxiing. For your safety and the safety of others, please do not stand up or open the luggage rack."
He sat up straighter and looked at the half-open round window beside him. In the dark night, the lights on the runway flickered, forming an illusory band of light.
Su Ye watched silently for a while, and saw the little girl in the seat on the right staring at him from the reflection on the round window.
The dizzy brain gradually sobered up.
He turned around, and the little girl looked at the thick blue woolen scarf around his neck. Her eyes drifted to the pure white mask wrapped in the scarf, and then back to Su Ye's face, which was only half exposed, wrapped in the scarf and hanging down to Long light flaxen hair on the chest.
The little girl looked a little confused and thought over and over again.
Wow! It turns out that after wearing a mask, you can also wear a scarf outside.
Su Ye blinked and tried to express a smile with his eyes, but didn't feel anything was wrong.
His eyes are pretty enough, somewhere between peach blossom eyes and auspicious phoenix eyes, a bit narrow and long. Former teammates all joked that he had double fox eyes, the kind that could bring disaster to the country and the people.
What's even more wonderful is that on her already beautiful eyes, there is a cinnabar mole at the end of her left eyebrow, which adds a unique touch of recognition to this soft face.
The little girl stared blankly for a moment after touching the smile in her eyes. Her round eyes widened and she no longer bothered with the lower half of Su Ye's armored face. She turned to look at the backpack Su Ye was holding on her chest.
The zipper on one side of the backpack was slightly opened, but the owner obviously didn't notice this, and half of the boarding pass inside was exposed.
"Su, rule."
The young children in the learning period obviously have keen observation skills and active thirst for knowledge, and they tried to read the names on the boarding pass word by word.
Su Ye was stunned for a moment, then followed the little girl's gaze and saw his unzipped backpack.
He smiled awkwardly behind his woolen scarf and mask and put his boarding pass back.
As he closed it, he whispered: "It's Su Ye. Three sounds of ye and only two drops of water. It's not Su Zhi."
The little girl said oh and nodded. The woman on the rightmost seat pulled the little girl's hand, stretched out her head and said sorry to Su Ye, and couldn't help but take another look at those beautiful eyes.
Su Ye shook his head.
After stepping on the hard marble floor of the airport, the cold air suddenly became much stronger.
There were many people picking up the airport at this time. No matter how careful Su Ye was, he was accidentally bumped into by someone who was in a hurry holding a pick-up sign.
"Brother, please wait in the VIP room for a moment. Don't come out. I'll be there right now - Oops, I'm sorry!"
It was a man wearing black-rimmed glasses. He seemed to be in a hurry. He hurriedly apologized, Su Ye waved his hand, and the man nodded gratefully and left.
Su Ye was carrying a backpack and pulling the suitcase, standing far away from the airport pick-up gate, silently thinking that his previous feeling was indeed correct, the air was indeed like frost on marble.
It had been a long time since he had dreamed about his time in the regiment.
This cold air is like a key to triggering memories.
Su Ye pulled up his scarf, and the cold air was suddenly blocked out.
"Xiao Su!"
This was a name that was discussed in advance, so as not to cause any trouble by calling Su Ye's name directly. Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst.
However, Su Ye felt that it was not necessary.
He raised his eyes and saw a short-haired woman wearing a smart suit holding a pick-up sign and striding over in high heels.
"Sister Lan." Su Ye showed his first sincere smile since returning to China.
Su Lan is his mother's sister, who is running a fledgling brokerage company. According to the secular title, she should be called "aunt".
However, Su Lan was neat and free-spirited by nature, and she always felt that being called aunt brought with it a sense of age. She forced Su Ye to call her sister directly, and in a compromise, she became "Sister Lan."
Su Lan first patted Su Ye's shoulder, squeezed it, and immediately frowned, "I've lost so much weight in five years."
She looked up and down, her eyes wandering to the slightly pale upper half of Su Ye's face, the ends of his eyebrows that were slightly red due to the cold air, and the exposed wrists in the cuffs. The protruding ulna made Su Ye's whole body look more... People are a little too slender.
Su Ye's eyes curled up, "The food outside is not as delicious as the food in China."
Su Lan was still not satisfied, and looked at Su Ye's long hair wrapped in a woolen scarf.
Viewed from the back, the hair that should be hanging down is held back by a scarf, and bulges out in a cute arc around the neck, but it also makes the person look thinner.
She sighed, "I'm not telling you to wear a hat. It's the coldest time in the country right now. What if you catch a cold?"
Su Ye tugged on the scarf, covering almost half of his face, "It's okay, the scarf is very thick."
Su Lan silently glanced at the mask under the thick scarf and nodded reluctantly, "Remember to wear a hat next time. There are many people at the airport, so it would be bad if you are recognized."
Her beautiful nephew was wearing a light suit, but the scarf was a bright and calm blue, which was actually a bit eye-catching.
Su Ye suddenly remembered that he had just told the children next to him seriously on the plane that his name was Su Ye, not Su Zhi, and he couldn't help but feel guilty. "No way." He smiled, pulled his backpack to his chest, pulled out a wool hat and put it on his head. The wool ball on his head swayed slightly, and people passing by around him looked at it several times.
"I've long since expired."
"Don't say anything depressing." Su Lan patted him gently and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Su Ye's only exposed eyes did not look discouraged.
"Where's your mother? Is she feeling well?" Su Lan took Su Ye's suitcase and strode toward the exit, while looking back to make sure Su Ye wasn't recognized.
"Fortunately, she had a good time."
When Su Lan heard this, her anxious heart became much more at ease. After pressing the car key, she threw Su Ye's light suitcase in the trunk.
"The contract period with Xingli ended last month, and you can start your activities again."
After closing the trunk, Su Lan didn't wait for Su Ye's reply. When she looked up, she saw Su Ye looking at the huge billboard on the opposite road.
Looking out from the airport pick-up gate, this billboard is at the center of the line of sight. All passengers passing here will look up and take a second look.
With such impressive attention, the faces on this billboard are destined to be extraordinary.
The billboard shows a half profile of a young man, with a straight bridge of nose and superior and smooth facial lines. His handsomeness can be seen from just one profile.
Pure white background color without any impurities. On the right side of the three-point composition, the handsome young man's head is slightly lowered, as if he is looking at something in front of him.
The lowered gaze does not look at the camera, which brings with it a sense of alienation and gloominess, but hidden behind the slightly curly black hair like seaweed, it becomes cold and calm.
It is a very popular style now, but it is difficult to say whether it is this style that is popular, or whether it is the person with this unique style on the billboard that is so enthusiastically sought after.
The cold air seemed to be layered. The moment I walked out of the airport and stood outside, the coldness reached its peak.
Fine snow streaked across Su Ye's face, and he reached out to brush it casually.
Snow after five years of absence.
Su Lan's heart started to feel more at ease again, and she unconsciously looked at Su Ye who was standing outside the passenger door looking at the billboard.
Su Ye was originally covered with only a pair of beautiful eyes. From her angle, it was difficult to see the expression on Su Ye's face at this moment. All she could see was that Su Ye was carrying a backpack on his back and resting one hand on the passenger door handle. But attention is clearly focused on the billboard.
She spoke in the softest tone possible.
"What about you, Xiaoye, how are you doing?"
When he asked this question, the person standing outside the passenger door made no sound. Lidya Su felt worse and worse, almost wanting to sigh again.
"Ah sneeze!"
A sneeze interrupted Su Lan's sigh. She saw Su Ye turning her head, pulling off the thick woolen scarf and mask with a pale hand, rubbing her red nose, and her eyes were filled with physiological tears. He looked even more giddy, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
Su Ye's eyes looked confused.
"Sister Lan, what are you talking about?"
Su Ye couldn't help but sneeze again. He reluctantly touched his nose with his finger, opened the passenger door and got in first.
Su Lan stood outside for three seconds. While she was relieved about Su Ye's mood, she felt very speechless about her sad self.
Turns out it was a sneeze brewing.
She took one last look at the face on the billboard that haunted so many people.
There is a small signature printed on the lower right corner of the billboard, just enough for people to see it clearly.
Xi Xi.
Lidya Su walked around to the driver's seat and got in the car.
The moment Su Lan sat in, a small burst of cold air suddenly rushed into the heated car, hitting Su Ye's face perfectly as he took off his woolen hat, woolen scarf and mask.
He blinked. He could see the billboard outside from the driver's seat window while sitting in the car, but it was now blocked by Su Lan's figure.
"Why did you take off the scarf so quickly? Didn't you sneeze just now?" Su Lan glanced at him and poked the cinnabar mole at the end of Su Ye's left eyebrow in feigned anger.
Su Ye smiled and dodged her aunt's hand, skillfully took out a hair tie and tied her long hair into a ponytail, her beautiful eyes still smiling.
On that billboard, there was Su Ye's figure five years ago, but now times have changed and it's different from before.
Fortunately, there is still one face left on it.
"Fortunately, I'm fine."
He whispered to himself quietly, and seemed to answer Lidya Su.
I'm back.
Su Ye quietly said something in his heart, as if making a silent explanation for the past five years.
The sound of the engine sounded. Su Ye picked up the wool scarf again and wrapped it around his neck before Su Lan urged her.
(End of chapter)
The author said: Su Lan: I hope my eldest nephew will say goodbye——
Su Ye: Ah sneeze!
Su Lan: Sad. (smile)
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In 1991, a Kunqu opera singer came to Haicheng's Yinjia Lane. He sang in the factory one night every Sunday as entertainment for the residents.
The girl who sang Kun Opera looked like a flower, her eyes were flirtatious, she was babbling, and her voice was soft, which immediately sang into the heart of Si Shaoguang, the eldest young master who was passing by pushing a new bicycle to show off.
One glance lasts for thousands of years, and love at first sight lasts forever.
It took Si Shaoguang a long time to come to his senses and asked the aunt next to him for the name of the actress.
Liu Nian, commemorate and linger on.
The next day, Si Shaoguang put on a smart dark suit and deliberately wandered in front of the second building.
On the first floor, Liu Nian was sitting on a pony, humming a tune and grinding Chinese medicine. He caught a glimpse of Si Shaoguang passing by, with a straight collar and handsome features.
He slowly put away the small stone mill and rolled his eyes, "Peacock."
Si Shaoguang heard it outside and responded with a smile, "Small sample."
He thought to himself, wait until I catch up with your sister and kill you.
After several visits, Si Shaoguang didn't see the actor. Instead, he had a mutual dislike for the young man inside who looked very similar to her and had fine features.
The young man thought he was stinky and showed off, and he loved to play harp, which made him look irritating.
He thought that the young man also sang opera, imitated others, and sounded noisy.
He didn't catch her, but he first became enemies with his younger brother.
Si Shaoguang was so anxious that he made a stupid move and sneaked directly into the lounge with a bouquet of flowers before Sunday started.
In the lounge, he didn't find the girl, but he saw the young man who always liked to grind Chinese medicine, standing in front of the mirror, his sleeves sliding down to his elbows, and a white forearm, applying hair extensions in front of the mirror. Stare at him in the mirror.
The corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of joy, anger, sadness and anger, all full of charm, "You are so noisy."
Si Shaoguang was dazed again, "...Is Liu Nian here?"
The flower-like female dancer turned her head, twisted the tie in her mouth with her fingertips, and tightened her narrow waist.
"Why are you looking for me? I am Liu Nian."
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