“Snowing!”
The corridors of the teaching building of Gusu High School were crowded with students who came out to watch the snow, accompanied by a joyful exclamation.
Wei Ying was also squeezed in, but he was not looking at the snow. He shuddered, his eyes unconsciously passing through the heavy snow, and then toward the asphalt road leading to the school gate.
Under the dimly yellow street lights, only snow flickering like goose feathers swirling and falling onto the quiet and uninhabited road could be seen.
The last night-study’s bell rang and the corridor was soon empty.
Wei Ying waited for the bell to ring before lifting his feet towards the classroom, he couldn’t help but turn his head and glance at the road when he took a step out.
This look made him stop in his tracks instantly.
Wei Ying quickly turned around and approached, his body pressed against the cold corridor railing, and he leaned outward to look at the asphalt road with his good eyesight.
There was a familiar figure on the road, holding an umbrella in the direction of the teaching building.
The distance was so far away and the snow was so heavy, but he could be sure who that person was.
At that moment, Wei Ying had hardly any thoughts and quickly turned around and ran towards the stairs.
Because the class was already in session, the stairwell was silent.
He rushed downstairs alone, almost falling on the road because of the slippery ground.
He ran into the bitter cold wind and heavy snow outside the teaching building, and snowflakes kept falling on his face and into his neck, turning into cold water trails, but he didn’t even notice.
On the silent road, Wei Ying saw Lan Zhan stopped not far away in his swaying vision, standing quietly in the heavy snow of the night under the umbrella, seeming to be looking at him.
He ran faster and ran to Lan Zhan in one breath without stopping.
The boy stood firmly, his eyes shining, gasping for breath and asked.
“You are done with the matter…”
Before the words were finished, he was suddenly hugged into the arms of Lan Zhan.
The snow and darkness surrounded them tightly, Lan Zhan lowered his head and buried it on his shoulder that had been slightly soaked with snowflakes.
The arms holding him were tightening, nestling his entire body between his firm chest and arms, as if afraid he would disappear.
Wei Ying couldn’t see Lan Zhan’s expression, but he seemed to feel the indescribable vulnerability and sadness in this person.
He raised his hand to hug Lan Zhan back and asked worriedly.
“What happened?”
Lan Zhan, however, remained silent, buried deeply next to his neck, only the sound of somewhat heavy breathing could be heard.
He had to stay quietly in Lan Zhan’s arms, at a loss for words, gently patting Lan Zhan’s back.
He said softly, “It’s too cold outside, why don’t we go back to the classroom first for the night study?”
Lan Zhan finally spoke, but his voice was dumb: “Go back.”
Wei Ying was stunned and subconsciously asked: “Where to go back?”
Lan Zhan didn’t answer him. Instead, he slowly let go of him, but squeezed his hand firmly, tilted his head and kissed his cheek lightly, slightly cold and gentle, with a touch of solemnity.
Until he got into the taxi, Wei Ying was still thinking about the heavy and hot emotion when Lan Zhan was holding him just now.
He looked at Lan Zhan on the side. The light in the car was dim, but the car window was flowing with brilliant neon, giving Lan Zhan’s profile a soft glow.
Lan Zhan noticed his line of sight and turned his head to look at him, holding his hand tighter.
Lan Zhan held his hand firmly all the way, tightly fitting, so hard that the palm of his hand was a little sweaty.
After getting off of the car, the snow fell less. Many people on the street no longer had umbrellas.
Lan Zhan still held his hand and led him through the scattered snowflakes and the bustling crowd on the street.
It was not unusual for two seventeen or eighteen boys to hold hands, but the two of them were tall and eye-catching.
Many people look at them.
Wei Ying looked at Lan Zhan nervously, but Lan Zhan did not seem to care, just led him forward.
He was held by Lan Zhan and walked into a shopping mall, where the everlasting Christmas song “All I Want For Christmas is You” was playing and there were advertisements for Christmas sales in stores all over the place.
Wei Ying thought Lan Zhan was going to take him to buy something, but Lan Zhan led him into a small store at the very edge of the mall.
When he looked up, it was a photo studio, decorated in the retro style of the 1980s.
Surprised, he asked Lan Zhan, “Are you going to take pictures here?”
In his impression, Lan Zhan seemed to dislike taking pictures. Every time they took a group photo for a class event before, Lan Zhan looked a little impatient.
Before Lan Zhan could answer, the photo studio owner, who looked to be in his twenties, came over and smiled, “You, long time no see. How come you remembered to come to my place.”
Seeing that they knew each other, Wei Ying panicked and tried to pull his hand out, but Lan Zhan didn’t let go, instead he firmly grabbed his hand and gently squeezed it soothingly.
Lan Zhan said to the boss in a familiar tone, “I’d like you to take a picture with him for me.”
Wei Ying stared at Lan Zhan blankly, his hand honestly did not move.
The boss ruffled the long hair that fell in front of his forehead back and glanced at Wei Ying, his eyes fell on the two people holding hands, the smile on his face deepened a bit, and he said jokingly.
“My store is mainly for wedding photos and family portraits, are you sure you’re looking for the right one?”
Lan Zhan looked at Wei Ying beside him, smiled slightly and said to the boss, “Sure.”
The boss gave a tsk and wanted to continue joking, but Lan Zhan gave him a not-so-kind look, so he had to give an OK gesture, “Then I’ll go get ready.”
Then he walked into the workshop inside.
Wei Ying’s cheeks had been hot since he heard the wedding photo, he whispered to Lan Zhan: “It’s the same to take pictures with your phone. Why come to the photo studio to take pictures?”
Lan Zhan was silent for a while and whispered, “I want to take a more formal picture with you.”
Wei Ying looked at Lan Zhan, his heart seemed to be filled with warm spring water.
He smiled and said, “Okay, fine. I haven’t been in a photo studio for a long time either. I took one in elementary school ……”
He paused before continuing: “A family portrait with a background of Tianan Square. The Chinese teacher asked us to write an essay for the photo. The essay I wrote for that photo was titled ‘I Love My Home’.”
Lan Zhan held Wei Ying’s hand tightly. He turned his head to look at Wei Ying and said, “After we take the photo, you can also write an essay for it.”
Wei Ying joked: “Then Teacher Lan can give me a question, okay.”
At this time the owner of the photo studio came out and said, “Come in, you can take a picture.”
He and Lan Zhan walked into the studio together.
The setting in the studio was the same as the shop’s style, all in retro style.
Like everyone who came to take pictures, they changed into white shirts without exception, and then sat side by side on the stools.
After the boss took a few photos with the camera, the more he looked at the photos, the more satisfied he was.
He said to the two boys: “The two of you look at each other.”
Wei Ying turned his head when he heard the words and Lan Zhan also turned his head to look at him. He and Lan Zhan looked at each other.
Perhaps because they looked at each other for too long, or perhaps Lan Zhan looked at him too softly, he didn’t know why his eyes were hot, and Lan Zhan’s face became blurred in his vision.
He suddenly remembered there was a family photo that he once cherished in his notebook, and then lost it somewhere.
He searched for a long time but couldn’t find it.
Later, there was no point in finding it.
Lan Zhan looked at Wei Ying’s eyes, suddenly leaned in close and gently kissed the corner of his eyes.
This scene was frozen in the lens.
After the photos were taken, the boss quickly developed several small-sized photos, and the larger ones were to be sent to Lan Zhan in a few days.
Lan Zhan carefully put the photo in the envelope and gave the boss an address that was the residential area.
Wei Ying thought that the address might be Lan Zhan’s home.
They got into a taxi again, and Wei Ying heard Lan Zhan reported an address to the driver. It was actually the address Lan Zhan gave to the owner of the photo studio just now.
He suddenly became nervous and his head buzzed. Was it possible that Lan Zhan was going to take him back to his home?
The journey didn’t take long, the car only drove for more than 20 minutes and stopped.
Wei Ying followed Lan Zhan out of the car and found that the place was the entrance to a very high-end residential area, looking like the place where Lan Zhan’s home should be.
Wei Ying looked at the tall building, curled his fingers unconsciously, and the next second his hand was held by Lan Zhan again, his palm trembled, and his head tilted to look at Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan seemed to sense his doubts and said to him, “There is no one else in my house.”
Wei Ying breathed a sigh of relief and asked in surprise: “Are you living alone now?”
He knew that Lan Zhan had always lived with his mother, as well as Jiang Cheng who lived there from time to time.
Lan Zhan however, didn’t answer his question.
He took his hand into the gate of the community, walked through the garden and walked into the elevator of a building.
The elevator was spacious and there were no other people.
Wei Ying saw Lan Zhan press the button on the 32nd floor and watched the numbers on the electronic screen increase at a constant speed.
His heart kept beating along with the numbers.
When the elevator door opened, Wei Ying took a deep breath and followed Lan Zhan to a door, standing by the side cautiously watching Lan Zhan open the door.
“Come in.” Lan Zhan turned on the light and said as he turned to him.
He followed and walked in, but his footsteps stopped momentarily.
What came into view was a bright and spacious living room. The decoration was very new, in line with the cold color of Lan Zhan.
The whole floor-to-ceiling window was not closed with curtains, and outside of the windows, the night view of the city was gorgeous like a sea of stars.
But what attracted his attention was not the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, but the colorful balloons and dazzling fairy lights in the living room that were out of place with the decoration, surrounding a huge multi-layer fondant cake.
There was also a white wool carpet next to the floor-to-ceiling windows and a Christmas tree full of candies in the corner.
Lan Zhan looked at Wei Ying and said with an unnatural look on his face, “Sorry, this birthday party is just for the two of us, it’s not very lively.”
After he asked Zhou Lusi about these arrangements, Zhou Lusi rushed over to help him. He was not satisfied and thought it was too fancy but Zhou Lusi said that the birthday party had to have an atmosphere like this.
Wei Ying looked at the cake in a daze, and after a while he shook his head, saying:
“Two people would be very lively.”
After all, he used to be alone before this and even had the wrong birthday.
He followed Lan Zhan to change slippers, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger.
He walked to the center of the living room to look at the birthday cake, only to find that there was a moon made of fondant on the top of the cake.
The moon was the same as the comic he drew for Lan Zhan, but next to the moon was not the meteorite he drew, but a deep blue star, entwined by a silver-white band of light, as if it was shining in its own orbit in the Milky Way.
Wei Ying looked up at the star motionlessly.
Lan Zhan saw Wei Ying looking at the cake in a daze. Thinking that he wanted to eat cake, he said:
“The cake we will eat is not so big, but it will taste better.”
He had always felt that fondant cakes looked good and had a greater decorative effect but not tasty, so in addition to this custom-made cake, he bought another cake with better taste.
Wei Ying let out some nasal “en” and turned to face Lan Zhan. Hugging Lan Zhan’s waist, he put his forehead on Lan Zhan’s shoulder and rubbed it back and forth gently.
Lan Zhan raised his hand and rubbed Wei Ying’s hair, only to find that his hair was a little wet, probably because it had been drenched in snow.
He was worried about Wei Ying catching a cold and said to him, “Go take a shower, and we’ll eat cake together afterwards.”
Wei Ying still buried his forehead next to Lan Zhan’s neck, his face was a little hot, and he said sullenly, “I didn’t bring any clothes with me.”
He didn’t bring anything.
He had planned to go back to school, climbing over the wall after his birthday in the middle of the night.
Lan Zhan had a smile in his voice, and he can feel a slight vibration when he speaks.
He said: “You only brought a person.”
Wei Ying felt his face become hotter, and only nodded.
Lan Zhan did have everything here, towels, toothbrushes, pajamas… even underwear, all new and washed, and he could just wear them.
Wei Ying held a set of light beige cotton pajamas in his hand.
Watching Lan Zhan put water in the bathtub for him, he asked suddenly: “You live alone in such a big house, are you not afraid?”
He was most afraid of living alone.
When he was a child, Yu Ziyuan occasionally took Wei Yanli back to her family’s home for a few days, leaving him alone at home.
He had to check the door several times at night, turn on the old radio to listen to the radio station, and wrap himself in a quilt before daring to sleep.
Lan Zhan put the water away, stood up, wiped his hands with a towel, and said in a loose tone: “I’m a little scared.”
Wei Ying’s eyes widened in surprise. Lan Zhan always gave him the feeling of being calm and indifferent and reassuring, as if nothing would make this person nervous and upset.
He couldn’t hold back his laughter and he exclaimed with some exaggeration: “Lan Zhan is actually afraid to live alone too.”
Lan Zhan leaned against the edge of the sink behind and looked at him, and said to him with a deep and soft voice:
“I won’t live alone anymore.”
Wei Ying’s heart jumped suddenly, and he looked at Lan Zhan blankly, his mind blank.
He opened his mouth, but he didn’t say a word.
Lan Zhan stood up straight, took a step closer to him, raised his hand to rub his earlobe, and said softly: “Take a shower first, remember to blow dry your hair.”
Author = What will LZ give WY as a birthday presents 🎁 any guesses ??
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