When Bo Qichen arrived, what he saw was the scene of Yan Yanqi sitting on the side of the road and falling asleep against the wall, across the middle of the road, and on the opposite side of the bridge was a wandering singer who was still singing.
Because when he got out of the car, he got off the singer's side, so he had to cross the street and walk to the opposite side to find her.
"Hey, are you here to find her" Suddenly, the singer stopped, turned his head to look at Bo Qichen, and asked him while pointing to an unknown object on the ground across the road.
Bo Qichen was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
Seeing this, the wandering singer smiled and said, "That person said to me, when you come, let me sing a song to you, saying that you didn't hear clearly on the phone just now." ” Bo Qichen responded: "Okay." ” He was about to walk over with his leg raised, but he was stopped again.
"You'd better listen to it before you go over."
Just now, the person opposite gave him money and asked him to sing the same song over and over again, saying that he would wait for someone.
He understood at a glance that these were two people who loved each other but were not together yet.
After hesitating for a moment, Bo Qichen looked at the person opposite, and finally withdrew his foot and nodded silently.
The singer coughed lightly, because the weather was cold, and his fingers playing the guitar were red from the cold.
"For the rest of your life, the wind and snow are you, the blandness is you, the poverty is you, the glory is you, the tenderness in your heart is you, and the sight is also you.
I want to take you to see the clear sky, I want to tell you loudly that I am fascinated by you, the past is in a hurry, you will always be moved, and for the rest of your life, I only want you.
For the rest of your life, the winter snow is you, the spring blossom is you, the summer rain is also you, the autumn yellow is you, the four seasons are warm and cold, and the eyes are also you. ” Listening to the melody, Bo Qichen could tell that this was what Yan Yanqi had given him on the phone two hours ago, but the lyrics were something he didn't expect to hear.
For the rest of your life The singer was still singing, but Bo Qichen's footsteps had involuntarily approached the person opposite.
The singer glanced up at Bo Qichen's back, smiled slightly, and then lowered his head and continued to sing intently.
Squatting down, accompanied by singing, Bo Qichen raised his hand and rubbed her head.
Yan Yanqi sat on the ground with his knees crossed, his head buried in his knees, his whole face was wrapped in a scarf, and he slept soundly and well-behaved.
As if sensing the touch, Yan Yanqi moved his head.
"I'm coming."
In a daze, Yan Yanqi seemed to hear the familiar voice of the person, overlapping with the voice in his memory.
Raising her head, she looked at the blurred face in front of her, unable to return to her senses for a long time.
Everything, as in the mind, the face of that person is exactly the same as the face of the person in front of him now, the smile at the corner of the mouth, the smile on the raised eyebrows, including the familiar gentle voice, are all the same.
Behind him is the entrance to the bridge, so when a car comes in, there is always a light behind him.
Behind him there were circles of light, flickering and dimming, a little dazzling.
It gave her a hazy feeling, and she couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream, or the depths of memory.
"Is it cold?"
It wasn't until he hugged her, unbuttoned his coat, wrapped her in, lay in his arms, listened to his heartbeat against his chest, and felt the familiar warm embrace, that she gradually came to her senses.
Everything in front of her was also clear, in addition to his heartbeat, there was also his sudden singing in her ears: Find the sun in a windless place, make a warm sun in your cold place, there are many people, you are always too naïve, for the rest of your life, I just want you: