Zhou Jiyou still remembers her birthday in her junior year, when a French national treasure painter held an exhibition in Beijing, she didn't have time to buy a ticket, Shen Feibai suddenly invited her with two tickets, and she almost asked the sentence "How do you know I want to see it".

The surprise component took up most of it, and the remaining small part she couldn't accurately summarize in one word.

Now that the two are together, she checks her phone calendar and notices that their birthdays are approaching, and seems to have a vague reload experience of that part of the relationship.

Grateful.

Faint, smoke-like mist, and when the wind blows, you won't even be able to find your own gratitude.

She is not good at verbal expression, but she has the ability to be self-aware and reflective. What he can do, she can do; If he can be good to her, she won't be bad to him.

Shen Feibai's birthday is January 18, and her birthday is January 20. Two people who were also born in the middle of winter, one of them is like the wind, and the other is like fire.

On the 18th, Shen Fei was white in Shanxi, and he had always been indifferent to his birthday, only caring about Zhou Jiyou's birthday. When the phone called, she only said that she would be back tomorrow and asked if she was free the day after tomorrow.

Zhou Jiyou was not stupid and not stupid, and responded loosely: "Yes, what do you want to do?" "Deliberately ask this extra question and try him to react.

He dodged the topic as she expected: "What about the daytime? ”

She wanted to laugh and held back: "I'm also free during the day, what do you want to do?" ”

He paused for a second and said vaguely: "It'll be decided then." ”

“……”

She knew that he didn't mean to sell off, and even subconsciously, she felt that he was holding back to create a surprise.

What's the surprise? She had a faint expectation of it.

Before hanging up the phone, he asked if there was anything else to say, and she pursed her lips: "No." ”

Every time, he waited for her to hang up first, she didn't move, he didn't move, even if they didn't speak to each other, the sound of electricity was still close to their ears.

This time too, she squirmed her lips and wanted to say four words, but when she reached her lips, it was like a ball of glue rolling over her lips, sticking to her lips.

The long-distance call was still ticking forward second by second, but there was only silence between the two.

She's brewing, he's waiting.

After waiting for a long time, he was still speechless, someone on Shen Feibai's side urged, he was helpless, and said, "I want to go to the town government." ”

"Well, you go." She bit her lip flap with a little annoyance, there were only four words in total, and the atmosphere was quite good, but she couldn't squeeze it out.

It happened to be Sunday, and it happened that she came to the studio to teach the children to draw, but before the class time, only five or six children came to the classroom one after another.

Zhou Jiyou stood in the corner of the classroom and whispered the phone, suddenly turned around and looked around at the several children scattered in various directions of the classroom, and then said to the receiver: "You wait. ”

Shen Feibai stood in the hotel room, holding the fuselage in one hand and putting the interview book and pen in the bag with the other, she said wait, he lowered his waist and fixed there, even waiting with his heart.

Zhou Jiyou covered the earpiece, walked to the door and knocked on the door, knocking three times, neither light nor heavy, successfully attracting the attention of parents and children in the classroom.

She had a rare hint of a request: "Can the teacher ask you for a favor?" ”

On Shen Feibai's end, suddenly the voice on the mobile phone became vague, distant and unreal, and there was obviously a kind of noise, as if a group of people were chattering back.

The cameraman is also a big man, living in the same room as Shen Feibai, and he was the one who urged him a few minutes ago.

He washed his hands from the bathroom, and the ice water washed away, shaking all over.

"It's cold, it's cold. This dilapidated hotel is purely air-conditioned. He walked over and took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands, saw that Shen Feibai was still holding his mobile phone, muttered in a breath, and pointed out the door, "Let's go?" ”

In Shen Feibai's ears, the fluttering voiceover turned clear in an instant, as if the hands-free was turned on, and there was a murmur of air flow.

Zhou Jiyou slowly and slowly counts down: 3, 2, 1......

He was slightly stunned, intuitively felt that something was wrong, raised his index finger to the edge of his mouth, and slightly apologized to tell the camera to wait a little longer.

Cameraman Lao Dong is a native of the Northeast, straight to the point, love to make fun of him, see him still holding the backpack zipper in one hand, standing on the side of the bed leaning over the upper body to keep still, just looked at the glance, the expression of indescribable warmth, grinned at the moment, lowered his voice, shook his head and read a small poem: "My mind does not stay for anyone, but my heart always beats for whom." ”

Shen Feibai heard it, and heard it very clearly, his heart was beating rapidly, as if it would jump out of his chest in the next second.

On the other side of the airwaves, the childish voices of several children giggled and shouted in unison: "Brother Shen, happy birthday!" Then, as if he had completed a remarkable task, he burst into laughter.

Then, the murmur subsided, and the hands-free turned off.

She didn't have any concluding remarks, and her tone was light: "You are busy, I'll hang up." ”

He couldn't make a sound, and it took a while to squeeze a note out of his throat: "Hmm." ”

The call was cut off.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath, and kept shouting in his head a thought: he wanted to kiss her, he wanted to hold her in his arms, he hugged her tightly.

He fell backwards, and when his upper body hit the bed, his body flicked upwards slightly due to the sponge cushion underneath. He covered his eyes with one hand and calmed his feelings.

When he calmed down, a hint of happiness gradually came to him.

Fortunately, he was not in front of her, if he was, he was afraid that he would lose control.

Lao Dong looked at him with a look of detachment, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his mouth and said in a loud voice: "I said Xiaobai, it's uncomfortable to come out with you for an interview, and look back at you wasting phone bills with your girlfriend there, you don't feel distressed, I have a stomachache." ”

Shen Feibai's chest shook and chuckled.

His hands were still covering his eyes, and Lao Dong could only see the corners of his mouth raise a knowing arc, but he couldn't see his expression.

"Xiaobai, are you laughing?" Lao Dong stretched his neck closer, he was not sure, and asked directly, "Do you laugh at me, or laugh at yourself?" ”

Shen Feibai didn't answer, turned over and got up, his eyes turned his back to him warmly: "Brother Dong, the poem is good." ”

Lao Dong was proud: "Can Baudelaire's poetry be bad?" I can't think of you, your brother Dong, I am also a middle-aged literary man. ”

Shen Fei smiled.

Outside the window, the sky of the town seemed to be covered with a light layer of gray and white silk, which made the weather more and more gloomy.

Lao Dong suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head and said to himself: "I shouldn't have said this just now, the artistic conception is wrong." ”

……

……

Maybe you and I will end up missing

But you should know that I was emotionally moved by you

Don't fantasize about a stage well

And to fantasize about the results after waiting

That kind of life will only be full of dependency

My mind does not stop at anyone

And for whom the heart must beat

……

……

***

Shen Feibai flew back to Beijing late at night on the 19th, and asked for leave by phone early the next morning, and when he went out, he unexpectedly saw Cao Yue wearing winter pajamas and walking out of Chen Xueyang's room with sleepy eyes.

Bumped into him, Cao Yue's cheeks crossed with shame, nodded hurriedly and said hello, and went into the bathroom.

Shen Feibai watered a few potted plants on the balcony, and when he walked to the entrance to change his shoes, he heard Chen Xueyang begging for mercy in the room: "How did I know he would come back early...... Hey, feed my aunt and grandmother, what if you see it, everyone is an adult, what are you afraid of......"

The screams of killing pigs followed.

Shen Fei Baiguaner, Cao Yue is a savage girlfriend, probably lynching.

According to the itinerary, it is not too late to return to Beijing on the 21st. He is well prepared, people, places, questions...... It's all laid out on paper. The actual progress was not as smooth as expected, but fortunately, the places that should be excavated at the site were excavated. The material is taken back and edited, and it is complete enough.

He returned, with a heart that wanted to see her.

The 20th is Tuesday, Zhou Jiyou has a class in school in the morning, and he is skipped; There are classes in the studio in the evening, and all parents were notified early last week to move the class to Monday, and the class was started early.

She slept in bed, her ears fluttering, listening to the movements of the house.

She gave Shen Feibai two keys, if someone opened the door, she could hear it.

The door opened, and there was not much movement, which was in line with his usual carefulness and lightness.

She couldn't help but close her eyes and wonder why he was holding her so hard, and she wouldn't reach out to push him.

With his fingers tapping on the quilt, he asked tentatively from outside the bedroom door, "Xiaoyou?" ”

She opened her eyes slowly.

Outside the door, he asked, "Are you awake?" ”

The corners of his mouth turned up: "If you wake up or not, you can open the door and see." ”

He didn't answer immediately, and after a few seconds, he said, "I bought breakfast and came out to eat it while it was hot." ”

Zhou Jiyou ignored him, and talked to him through the door panel like this, and asked a more serious question: "Why don't you come in?" ”

She lay and he stood, and the line of time stretched infinitely because of his sudden silence.

Zhou Jiyou combed his hair with his hands, slowly moved out of the hot quilt, and sat on the head of the bed.

"Come in, are you deaf or dumb?"

Outside the door, Shen Fei's white hand touched the door panel, clenched tightly, and did not move.

His ears are not deaf, his mouth is not dumb, but his heart is really deaf, dumb, and crazy. A thought that had been suppressed in the town's hotel had already begun to stir when he walked out of the airport in the middle of the night.

"Are you up?" The metal outline of the handle stabbed hard into his palm.

Zhou Jiyou was inexplicable inside: "Can't I see it myself if I get up or not?" ”

She stretched her arms up to reach for her sweater, slipped into the hem and slipped it over her body. The sweater is a high neck, and as soon as the head is stuck in, the breath is still muffled in it, and suddenly I hear a voice that seems to be whispering from far away from the mountains.

"Xiaoyou, don't seduce me......"

Zhou Jiyou: "......"

She didn't rush out as if she had been immobilized, her head stuck in her collar, she was so stiff and stunned, her back still lying on her stomach slightly.

The exhaled heat accumulated in her sweater, and her face was suffocated like a fever, even her earlobes were hot and hot, and the two nerves behind her ears fell tightly.

Between continuing to wear and taking it off right away, it's clear that taking it off is easier than putting it on.

She pulled out the collar of her sweater from the outside and freed it out, her cheeks were still hot, and her whole body was hot and angry.

She gritted her teeth, her fingers creaked twice, and her eyes stared ahead: "Shen Feibai, you come in for me!" ”