The semester has come to an end, and the weather is getting colder day by day.

The snowy season is an ambiguous season, and since I saw Yan Xu build two snowmen for me, I have always looked at winter like this.

The drama competition was arranged after the exams, so I was able to have time to prepare for the final exams with peace of mind. Until the end of the last exam, Yang Wei's phone call, which had not appeared for a few days, arrived.

"Xiao Ke, see you in the rehearsal room."

"I ...... But ......"

In the face of his surprise, I still make mistakes from time to time.

"Nothing, but, must, now, come to the rehearsal room right now. There are important things to say. ”

Sometimes there is a real illusion that the two of us are like a couple in love. This phone call, although it is just a few words, seems to be the feeling of not seeing each other for a day, and the love words that have been held back for a long time have to be confided in well, which is super ambiguous.

But I also know that in fact, when you think that Yang Wei is ambiguous with you, he must be serious, and in the rehearsal room that I hurried to, it will not be a two-person world, there must be a large group of people waiting for him to give orders!

As expected, the rehearsals, which had been stopped for more than two weeks, finally resumed non-stop. Yang Wei first motioned for me to sit on the side, and then found an opportunity to get out of the stage.

"How are you doing?"

I gave him a smile back. I don't know when it started, but we have long since broken the habit of fighting as soon as we meet.

"It's going to be a vacation soon, when are you going to go home?"

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" I was always at a loss when faced with his questions.

"Aren't all freshmen like to go home right away after the exam?" Yang Wei put on the appearance of a person who had come over, but in fact, he was only one year older than me. "But you can't leave if you want to, at least it's a week to delay."

One week? It seems that it should be the end of the drama competition.

"Do you want me to accompany you to finish the race? I don't want to sacrifice my personal time, the script is basically changed, and you have no reason to keep me anymore. My appetite has long been protesting against eating my mother's cooking. ”

"Then I guess your appetite is going to protest a little longer. The teachers of the Youth League Committee and I negotiated overnight yesterday and finally decided that you would be the narrator of the drama in person. ”

"Me? Aside? What about the original narration? Didn't I do anything at first? ”

"The narration of this script is quite large, but the original narration has not achieved the effect we expected, so, after thinking about it, I recommend you to the teachers.

You must know that the original creator of the script personally acts as the narrator, which will not only become the highlight of our drama publicity, but also make it easier for the drama to show its most authentic appearance. Because you write the script, you have the most say in how it should be acted and what kind of scene should be set off by narration. Your narration will also feel the most. ”

I listened blankly to Yang Wei's eloquent talk. The most admirable thing about him is that he works hard, and when he speaks, his eyes will shine, and the whole person seems to have the halo of the protagonist.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Yang Wei continued: "Moreover, I have just received a notice from the organizing committee that this campus drama festival has added another link, calling me to be the main seminar on my script, so that the playwrights can have the opportunity to discuss and communicate together, and the best screenplay award of this drama festival will be awarded."

Yang Wei seemed to have paused deliberately when he said this, and then looked at me solemnly and said, "You have to understand, the school attaches great importance to this competition, and is counting on you to win this Best Screenplay Award!" So, no matter what, this winter vacation, you are destined to fight side by side with our group and go to the drama festival together. ”

"Do you have to go? Can't I claim a prize on my behalf? "I whispered a protest, making a final death throe, apparently in vain.

"It's like you've already won the award, but I hope to do it for you, but the school has asked me to inform you that you must go, and the fare and accommodation have been arranged with the crew." Yang Wei was very happy.

I was helpless, I really couldn't laugh at the thought of participating in Yang Wei's devil rehearsal in the next week, but Yang Wei's smile was always very infectious.

I finally laughed: "Think of it as a public trip." ”

The competition is approaching day by day, and the number of students on campus is also decreasing day by day.

Every day, I received a condolence call from Weiwei, and she would deliberately tell me how comfortable my home was, if she hadn't pushed me into this "fire pit" at the beginning, I wouldn't have fallen to the point where I can't go back to today.

But Weiwei is unashamed to say that she doesn't think so at all, she now regards herself as a matchmaker every day, thinking that she has made a good marriage.

He Jiacheng has also called me frequently recently, and has been talking about the holidays, and the old classmates have started to party, but I have not shown up to meet them. Counting, since I went to college, there are only two winter and summer vacations at the end of the year, and everyone can make do with each other, but I can't participate, no wonder Cheng Cheng keeps complaining on the phone!

However, these days have indeed gotten closer to Yang Wei, and they are together almost every day. We rehearse together, eat together, and after the evening, we occasionally go to the movies or plays.

But I think there is still a layer between us, and we can't get closer. I could feel what Yang Wei should be thinking about in his heart.

The competition has finally begun, and it will last for three days.

Our group stayed in the arranged hotel. The conditions are really good, but I find it difficult. Because after changing the environment, no matter how comfortable the room is, I will not be able to sleep well, so I can only get up in the middle of the night and look at the moon outside the window in a daze. It's not been a day or two since I've had this problem. In the past, when I went back to school after the holidays, I couldn't sleep for the first few days because of the sudden change of environment.

Our show was scheduled for the next day and everything went well. The whole group of their crew was in high spirits. I couldn't get interested, not only because I was worried about how to stay up at night, but also because I found that Yang Wei's eyes were getting more and more wrong.

I've been deliberately avoiding him for the past few days, and I think his gaze is very hot. He didn't look for me, he always looked at me from afar, and it felt like two people were frozen there all at once.

The drama was performed very successfully, and at the celebration banquet in the evening, Yang Wei took the lead in drinking a lot of wine. As I toasted with everyone, I could clearly see something shiny in his eyes. I suddenly had a sixth sense, and it was probably time for something to happen.

When I got back to my room, I was still tossing and turning in bed, unable to sleep. Luckily it was the last night. By the moonlight, I looked at my watch, and the watch needles just happened to be together, and it was twelve o'clock, and the clinical Xiao Nan had already fallen asleep, breathing evenly.

I had no choice but to get up quietly again and go to the balcony to look at the moon in the distance.

Suddenly, the phone buzzed and shook, startling. Hurriedly opened it to see, but it was He Jiacheng.

"On summer nights, I can't sleep, I think of Xiao Ke, I don't know if she is asleep, if not, let the moon bring a word, and say good morning to her."

It's been like this for the last two nights, he always has something to do and send some boring sentences, which looks like a nerve, but I feel warm in my heart. Because he knew that I was performing in other places, and the biggest problem was staying outside, and I wouldn't be able to sleep at night. Because, on the first night I was here, I fell asleep by chatting with him. I don't know why, but I don't want to text back today.

But as soon as I put it down, the phone buzzed again. I thought to myself, this is probably because he doesn't sleep and doesn't want others to sleep today. I just wanted to find a few words to PK with him, but found that it was not He Jiacheng, but Yang Wei's number.

"I'm outside the door, I want to see you."

I had a hunch that the two of us should find some time to deal with something. But I still didn't expect it to be at this time.

I hurriedly put on my coat, and I couldn't sleep anyway.

When I opened the door, I saw Yang Wei leaning there with a haggard face.

For a moment there was silence again.

"Alright, see me, it's time to go back to sleep. You don't look good. I drank a little too much tonight. ”

I didn't know how to face him for a while, and I turned around and wanted to go back, but I heard him say, "Xiao Ke, I like you." ”

I turned my head, wondering if the words I had just heard were delusional, and saw Yang Wei still leaning there.

It was indeed late, and I couldn't see his face clearly in the dim light of the hallway.

But unexpectedly, followed by another sentence: "Xiao Ke, I like you." ”

Muttering, as if in a dream, I don't know why, I suddenly feel a little scared.

Yang Wei existed so unrealistically in the dim light. It's like the plot that always appears in a dream, Yan Xu also leaned against the wall like this, smiling at me, I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I could clearly hear him say, "Xiao Ke, I like you." ”

I felt myself shivering, and the winter nights were really cold. Maybe it's because I'm wearing less clothes.

Yang Wei suddenly walked over, becoming more and more real little by little, and then I really felt him and his embrace.

It's finally different from that dream. I could feel his breathing, his body temperature. It's finally real. He's right next to me.

"Xiao Ke." Yang Wei still whispered my name, but it seemed that he didn't need my answer at all.

I stood there quietly, feeling a little stiff in his arms.

For the first time, in the face of such a hug.

Gradually, I felt my heart beat faster and suddenly became awake. I panicked and wanted to break free of his embrace: "Yang Wei, I ......" but I looked up and suddenly saw his eyes, not knowing how to continue.

"Your script is a true story." Yang Wei suddenly spoke, "That 'Yan Xu' really exists, right?" And you, too, won't like me. Is that right? ”

I think it's probably going to change the sparkle in my eyes this time.

He knew it all.

At this moment, I finally knew why we couldn't get closer.

In my silence, Yang Wei let go of his warm embrace little by little, and retreated little by little.

When I went back to bed again, I was sleepy. However, closing my eyes is one dream after another. For a while, it was Yang Wei's eyes, and for a while, it was Yan Xu's face.

Actually, I want to tell you, Yang Wei, you only know half of it, you don't know that Yan Xu and I don't have a later story.