Gao Xiang sent me home, everyone drank, and several people who came by car also took a taxi home. I was close, so I walked back with Gao Xiang.

"It's quiet." I drank a little too much, and now the alcohol is rushing upward, "It's twelve o'clock, and no one is setting off firecrackers." ”

Gao Xiang took my arm with one hand, "Tell you to drink less, you don't listen, see what you will have tomorrow." ”

I shook off Gao Xiang's hand and turned around, "You know what? I've never been so far away from home, and I've never had a New Year alone. I don't want to go back, it's so cold there, it's just me. ”

"Natsu-chan." Gao Xiang pounced on me and grabbed my falling body, "It's really troublesome." ”

"I'm fine." When he helped me, my hand was on his, and the temperature of the two palms touching made me panic. The incident in my memory came flooding out all at once.

When was that? The winter before I accepted Zhao Feng seemed to be the third year of high school and the last winter of high school.

That time, our school organized a New Year's Day party in a hotel, and Gao Xiang and I were in different classes, but our two classes were in the private room next door. It seems that I drank a lot of wine that time, and when I met Gao Xiang in the corridor, I pulled him to our class.

"Come with me. Our classmates are very easy to get along with. "I was leaning against the wall, my eyes were a little foggy.

"Not so good!" He is an introvert and does not like to interact with people he doesn't know well. "I don't know them well."

"Go ahead." I grabbed his arm and shook him around.

Later, he was forced in by me, everyone was singing, seeing that I pulled Gao Xiang in, the first reaction was a whistle, Fang Zhongyu also stood up and called twice like Mount Tai. Gao Xiang was blushing and embarrassed.

Dispersed late at night, no one sent the baby, most of them did not go by the way, and there were many people who drank too much. Gao Xiang and I were on the same road, and I didn't miss this little distance, so I volunteered to be the baby's flower messenger. After delivering the baby, the two of us stood on the side of the road and discussed how to get home.

"Let's take a taxi!" It had just snowed and it was cold. He wasn't wearing much, so I suggested, and I felt a little fluttery.

"It's still early, let's go back." His words changed the whole night, and if we took a taxi home, there would be no more stories in the future. Until now, we may still be the kind of friends we can talk to, Haikan.

The two of us are like this, one in front and one behind; One left, one right, one with one with one and one with each other, chatted and walked until a large piece of ice hidden under the snow made me fall firmly. Gao Xiang laughed loudly, laughing exaggeratedly, in the north in winter, it is normal to fall, but fortunately, it is night, no one sees it, even if it is seen, it makes people laugh, and it is not like him laughing like that

"And laugh," I exasperated, is it so good to see my jokes as true? "Pull me up."

Gao Xiang pulled me up from the ground and patted the snow on my body.

"Let's go!" When I hit the road again, I realized that our hands were still together, not apart. Let's talk about my little secret here, this kind of situation has appeared in my dreams, more than once, we have known each other for so many years, and it is really simple that we have not even held our hands once, never touched them. To be honest, don't dare. Gao Xiang is like an idol in my heart, it has to be offered, and it is like a fragile product, which can only be viewed from a distance.

At the time, I wondered if I was holding his hand and not letting go. This made me feel very conflicted, for fear of being looked down upon by him, although he didn't say anything as if he was fine, and he didn't break free.

I kept my head down, my face must have been so red that I didn't dare look at him. Below, though, gently open my hand, but my hand is still in his, being held tightly by him.

Gao Xiang's hands are different from Zhao Feng, there is no rough feeling, the fingers are slender, slender, and the subtle feeling of holding hands with him, to this day I still can't write clearly on the paper. There is no electric current passing through the touch; There was no blood rushing, and the heart was racing, as if it was something that was normal between us. Only warmth, from his fingers to mine, and from my fingers, to his fingers.

I can't guess his mood, his heart is too deep for me to see. Maybe both of us were very conflicted at that time, but neither of us said anything, nor did we let go, so we walked for two hours on a winter night in the northeast in January, walking round and round around the elementary school.

The romantic night I had with Gao Xiang was only once, and I buried it in my heart for many years, and I didn't dare to share it with others. I'm afraid that others will laugh at me, just holding hands can make me so unforgettable.

Suddenly, I found myself very emotional.

"What are you smiling at?" Gao Xiang patted me on the face and called me back.

It turned out that I was still standing on the streets of Shanghai, on this cold winter night. What I am reminded of by the intersection of hands may just be my own memory.

"Nothing, just remembering that winter." I took a breath of cold air and let myself shiver.

Gao Xiang fell silent for a moment. That winter, that night, I thought we didn't need to explain it, and we could go on and on. But when I graduated, Gao Xiang said to me, I'm sorry, I don't have feelings for you.

I was brutally rejected! That night, it was true that there was no such feeling of rapid heartbeat and physical and mental tension, but was that only feeling love? I do not know.

When I was in an extremely bad mood, my rival Lao Bai ran up in the middle of the night, called me downstairs, and hugged me without saying a word. I was so frightened that my whole body defense system turned on automatically, and somehow I kicked him, causing him to lie in bed for two days. He didn't pay attention to me for the next two years.

And Gao Xiang, after being admitted to a city in the south, directly cut off contact with me.

Now mentioning this matter again makes Gao Xiang embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I spoke too directly and hurt you." ”

I smiled and shook my head, "I remember what you said, I don't feel it." There's nothing either! ”

Gao Xiang didn't speak anymore, just hugged me quietly until he sent me home and threw me on the couch.

"I don't see it, you're quite heavy." Gao Xiang sat on the sofa panting.

In a daze, feeling like I was home, I got up from the couch, took off my coat and threw it aside, fumbled for a teacup on the coffee table, poured a glass of water, and drank it myself.

"Pour me a glass too." Gao Xiang kicked me with his foot, "I'm dying of thirst." ”

I poured him a glass too, and when I delivered it to him, his hand was wrapped around mine, and at that moment, I could feel both of our hearts skipping a beat.

"It's over, I feel it." This sentence came to my mind.

Gao Xiang was also stunned, and the water cup lasted for about fifteen seconds in the hands of the two of us. I don't know where I got the guts, so I put the water cup back on the coffee table, then grabbed Gao Xiang's head, raised my foot and kissed it.

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