On weekends in late autumn, there is no need for an overly formal tie.
Finally ushered in a day off where she could fully relax, Chi Xueyan slept until she woke up naturally.
After washing up, he casually took a thin sweater from the wardrobe and put it on and walked out of the room.
The house is equipped with a constant temperature system, which does not look cold, and always maintains a kind of comfort.
Near noon, the aroma of food floated in the direction of the kitchen, and He Qiao was busy inside.
I spent almost every weekend like this before, sometimes I went out to eat, and sometimes I cooked at home.
Chi Xueyan and her roommate have a clear division of labor. One cooks and the other washes the dishes.
After lunch, we do our own things until the evening. Dinner and after meals are about the same. Occasionally, we go out for a walk together to digest.
It's different this afternoon.
The two of them agreed a few days ago to go to the cinema to watch bad movies together.
The movie tickets bought by Heqiao are at 3:00 p.m. There are few people in the cinema, which is more suitable for sitting in the golden seat and complaining about ugly movies unscrupulously.
After watching it, I just found a restaurant to eat. Heqiao has already booked a seat.
Chi Xueyan had no objection to his arrangement and gladly accepted it.
It's very worry-free.
Today's lunch still suits his taste.
Two pairs of chopsticks are placed on the ceramic rabbit chopstick holder, with long ears and round bodies, illuminated by the warm autumn light, which is flexible and cute.
This is the small item chosen by Heqiao when he visited the home furnishing city before.
Together with the crazy balloon man selected by Chi Xueyan, it has become the two pillars for him to persist in doing the kitchen housework.
In order to avoid the relationship with husband and wife, he can't hire people to do these trivial things at home, which is still quite painful for him who hates housework.
But if you leave all the housework to all kinds of slow machines, there seems to be something missing in life.
Chi Xueyan doesn't like those things very much.
He prefers vivid memories related to people.
After dinner, he was about to take the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen. He Qiao got up before him: "I'll wash it."
Out of fairness, Chi Xueyan hesitated a little.
Then he heard He Qiao say, "I'll wash the dishes faster. I can go out early and take a walk to the cinema."
"Besides, it's very windy outside today." He said with a smile, "You can see the scenery."
The balloon man by the window sill will be particularly crazy.
"I'll take it to the kitchen for you." Chi Xueyan immediately said, "I'll treat you to French fries later."
He heard a gentle response: "Okay."
Chi Xueyan likes to eat the kind of hollow French fries sold in the cinema.
I also like this roommate more and more.
He put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen with relief and watched He Qiao walk to the pool.
The endless sound of water, looking at the back of the quiet washing of dishes outside the window.
The porcelain-white rabbit beside him crawled on the delicately textured table, dyed with a soft halo.
The wind is really strong today.
On the leafy sidewalk, the khaki windbreakers on their bodies were blown loudly.
Boys' coats are always in those colors. Once they wear the same color, they are like couple's clothes.
But they look very different.
He Qiao will fasten the buttons of the windbreaker neatly, and Chi Xueyan will be the opposite. He is not afraid of the cold, does not like the feeling of regularity, and likes to wear it open.
The wind quickly brushed the thin layer of the sweater, blew the loose into a slim body, quietly hovering between the neck, and outlined the looming collarbone line.
Walking around the corner, the street is getting more and more lively, and the autumn wind also sends a familiar sound of music.
Chi Xueyan's footsteps stopped at the door of the crowded jewelry store.
Next to the wide range of goods, moving melodies and unique voices flow from the speaker.
It's the song "Close" sung by Duan Ruo.
No, it should be a paragraph.
As Chi Xueyan had expected before, this is a win-win cooperation.
Duan Ruo, who was dusty, returned to the vision of fans and the public under the name of the paragraph with the help of the well-made large-area advertisement.
And the popularity of this song has also expanded the influence of advertising, becoming the most successful case of advertising produced by Wanjia Media.
Paragraph will soon hold a small club to meet the old fans who have been waiting for him for a long time.
Chi Xueyan asked He Qiao when he was sorting out his notes. These are all plots that are not in the original book.
There is no paragraph, no "close", no luck that has not been left for too long.
It seems to be getting further and further away from the road that will intersect with Lu Siyi in the future.
When Chi Xueyan stopped to listen, He Qiao waited patiently.
"It seems that tickets for that song club are difficult to buy. He basically only gives them to old fans." Chi Xueyan looked back at the people around him, "Can your company get the ticket?"
"He sent some tickets." He Qiao understands what he means, "Do you want to go?"
"If possible, I'd like a ticket." Chi Xueyan said with a smile, "I want to do a test."
It's about this world that is more and more different from the novel.
He didn't say what the test was, but He Qiao tacitly guessed: "Okay."
Most of the customers entering and leaving the jewelry store are young girls, so the two slender figures at the door are particularly eye-catching.
They looked better in front of the mirror than which pair of earrings they were wearing. They imagined that they would weave a scarf for their lovers in the coming winter, and they also whispered about the pair of couples who looked very suitable outside.
The young man with crimson hair looked in a good mood and said to his side, "You gave me a ticket. What should I give you?"
He looked at the fancy little objects in the walls of the jewelry store. When he smiled, his eyes were bright, with a trace of casual mockery: "Do you want to choose a gift?"
Another black-haired man, who looked much more calmer, first followed his gaze and finally looked at the other's ear.
He asked, "Do you have any other earrings?"
Listening to the content of the conversation, it seems that it is not a couple.
But the customers around who are choosing gifts for themselves or others are girping about the coming winter, festivals, exams, confessions...
In the cold air of late autumn, the smell of love hovers everywhere.
He Qiao's question surprised Chi Xueyan, who was joking.
He shook his head: "No."
The small pure black earrings reflect the light that appears and disappear with the movement.
He seems to be a person who will have countless earrings, but in fact, he only has this pair of black snowflakes, which has never been changed.
Snowflakes should be white.
He Qiao seemed to hesitate for a moment before asking softly, "Is there any special meaning?"
Some of the girls who are shopping are trying on the glasses alone, and some let their friends or lovers choose styles and talk about the meaning that only each other knows.
Chi Xueyan answered very bluntly: "There is no meaning. I just saw it when I passed by the store one day and suddenly liked it very much, so I pierced my ears."
It's his style of doing what he wants.
The song in the speaker has just stopped, and it began to play from the beginning, obviously opening the single loop.
They stopped staying and continued to walk in the direction of the cinema.
Chi Xueyan said casually, "How can you ask about this? Are there any details of my earrings in the book?
He was joking again, but He Qiao didn't expect to answer, "Well, you haven't piered your ears in the book."
Unexpectedly, there really are such small details.
Chi Xueyan's steps paused slightly.
The next moment, a smile appeared on his face.
Perhaps this also proves that the world began to become different earlier.
He doesn't have to worry about entering the established fate anymore.
"It seems that the author still likes me and describes the villain so carefully."
He looked sideways at He Qiao, who was with him, and said lightly, "I want to buy two buckets of French fries to celebrate."
The hollow French fries in my arms exude a simple and warm aroma.
There was really no one in the cinema where the big bad movie was played, except for a couple in the last row and whispering, there were only two of them.
In the golden position in the center, Chi Xueyan, who is sitting on the left, holds a French fries bucket, and He Qiao on the right puts the French fries bucket in the handrail cup holder.
He invited him to eat French fries.
There is no wind in the cinema, and the temperature is higher than outside.
Chi Xueyan took off her coat and put it on the seat next to her.
The movie began. He was wearing a thin sweater and nestled lazily in the seat as if he were at home.
The golden and crispy French fries are delicious.
The movies on the big screen are also bad enough.
Perhaps because it was too bad, the logic was strange and the plot was bizarre, Chi Xueyan was quite paccentrate on it, wanting to see how many days the next plot could be empty, and forgot to appreciate the reaction of his companions for a moment.
Until a plot of excessive separation suddenly staged, he was so shocked that he even dropped the French fries in his hand.
It fell gently to the ground.
Chi Xueyan subconsciously looked down, and his eyes flowed, just looking at Shangheqiao.
He Qiao is also looking over.
It should be because he attracted attention to the movement he made.
The dim light in the cinema hides the strong emotion in the eyes.
Chi Xueyan picked up a French fries again and began to chat with him: "This movie is really bad. If you don't want to watch it, we can leave early."
"No need." He Qiao said, "I really want to see it."
His tone is particularly serious.
Chi Xueyan looked at him again: "It's quite interesting to watch a bad movie, isn't it?"
"Yes, it's very special."
It seems that in the future, we can continue to call Shangheqiao for the bad film appreciation link.
Although He Qiao's reaction is relatively plain, it is not as dramatic as other relatives and friends. When he is bored, he just looks at the direction in which the fries fall.
But he will talk to Chi Xueyan about some marginal days.
This is what Chi Xueyan likes.
When half of their French fries buckets were empty, He Qiao asked, "Why do you buy French fries instead of popcorn?"
"Because I don't think this film goes with popcorn." Chi Xueyan said, "For example, romantic movies seem to be more suitable for sweets."
When the words fell, they almost remembered the scenes of life they talked about in the back seat of the car in front of the driver that day.
Han Zhenzhen and Chi Zhongyuan watched a romantic comedy seven times tirelessly, because they thought it was the best to eat popcorn while watching that movie.
When I watched it for the seventh time, I ate caramel flavor.
The two looked at each other and saw a smile in each other's eyes recalling the same trivial thing.
Chi Xueyan sighed, "Suddenly I want to eat caramel-flavored popcorn."
But this theater only sells original popcorn, and it is not a romantic comedy on the big screen.
He Qiao asked again, "Is it really suitable to eat popcorn when watching that romantic movie?"
"I don't know. I didn't think so before. Maybe I didn't care too much." Chi Xueyan invited him casually, "Let's watch it again when you have time. Do you want to go together?"
He Qiao nodded gently, "I will buy different flavors of popcorn."
Hearing what he said, Chi Xueyan couldn't help laughing.
He Qiao, who is a serious book in ordinary days, seems to really want to eat sweets now.
I have French fries at hand, but I have been thinking about popcorn.
So Chi Xueyan turned sideways, looked for something in the pocket of her windbreaker, and then turned her head to look at He Qiao.
"Stretch out." He said, "There is no popcorn. I'll give you a piece of candy."
He is a dentist who can carry candy with him.
He Qiao spread his hands according to his words, and the scars that had been crisscrossed there were almost insible.
In the faint light of the silver screen, the dentist without a white coat smiled and put a fruit candy into his palm.
The fingertips gently brushed the surface of the skin, and this time it did not stay. The sweater was full of soft folds, and the wind came from nowhere in the light and shadow.
The sugar that lands in the palm of your hand is warm.
The taste is very sweet.
The movie is over, and the lights are turned on again in the cinema.
Two hours is so short.
He Qiao looked at Chi Xueyan picked up his windbreaker, put it on neatly, got up and walked out with a light smile on his face.
Near the night, the audience gradually increased to the cinema on the weekend.
In the crowd, Chi Xueyan heard someone calling him.
He turned his head and saw a familiar face. He waved to him who met him not far away.
He is an acquaintance who has attended the wedding.
Chi Xueyan responded to the other party's greeting and looked at the Heqiao beside him.
The barrels of French fries have been discarded, empty-handed, and side by side at a slight distance.
So he took a step closer to Heqiao, took the initiative to hold the other party's hand, and explained the reason by the way: "My friend."
Chi Xueyan has held hands with him many times in front of outsiders. He has long been used to it, and many times he is still extremely intimate.
Today is different.
He Qiao's palms were very hot and faintly tight.
The fingertips were not naturally staggered, but slightly clumsily connected together, and even the steps seemed to stand still for a moment.
Like a young student holding hands for the first time.
"Haven't you come to your senses yet?" Chi Xueyan raised her eyebrows and said, "Is this the first time you've seen such a movie?"
He thought that He Qiao was still immersed in that terrible movie and did not withdraw his thoughts, so he reacted slowly.
He Qiao stared at him, and his fingers seemed to increase the force slightly, hovering on the edge of another body temperature.
He admitted in a low voice.
"Well, it's the first time I've seen such a movie."