Greedy.

Chapter 38 Extra Story·Night Breeze

Zhou Huai sang to Qiao Qing four times in total.

The first time, not long after they first met.At that time, the concept of "a living person" was still very new to him, and he would go to the riverside and sit with Qiao Qing every day, chatting in a nonsensical manner.I don't know where there are so many things to say, and I don't get tired from morning to night.

At that time, a topic ended silently, Zhou Huai and Qiao Qing glanced at each other, then Qiao slightly lowered his head, and reached out to straighten his collar.At that time Zhou Huai didn't know how to deal with that look, so after thinking about it, he said, "Let me sing you a song."

Qiao lightly said yes.

"...Enlososcurospinossedesenredaelviento, fosforecelalunasobrelasaguaserrantes..."

Qiao Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then laughed.He supported his jaw with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Zhou Huai seriously.

Zhou Huai looked away uncomfortably.

"Aquíteamo..."

Zhou Huai suddenly raised his eyes and looked into his eyes solemnly.

A layer of wet broken gold fell on the bottom of the man's eyes, like phosphorescence on the surface of water.

"Aquíteamoyen vanoteocultaelhorizonte..."

The sound of the tide rustled.Zhou Huai's voice slowed down, as if there was a bit of lingering wind.

"Memiran contuso joslasestrellas sgrandes..."

At the end of the song, he murmured again: "Aquíteamo."

After a while, Qiao Qing asked, "What is it singing?"

Zhou Huai paused for a moment, his face was still a little hot, and his fingertips hooked unconsciously.

"...Xia Ye." He repeated as if trying to cover up something, "It's Xia Ye."

Qiao Qing didn't ask any further questions, he lazily fell back and lay on the grass, looking up with his hands on his pillow.The stars were reflected in his eyes. "It sounds good." Qiao said lightly, "I thought of fireflies."

Zhou Huai imagined it for a while: "It looks good."

"Let's go watch together some other day." Qiao said lightly, in a declarative tone.

Zhou Huai was silent for a while, took a light breath, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Before parting, Qiao Qing suddenly asked: "What does the last sentence - 'teamo' mean?"

Zhou Huai pursed his lips: "It means praising the gods."

"The god of Xia Ye?" Qiao Qing smiled meaningfully, then turned around and waved his hands back casually.

It doesn't matter, he thought, the days will last forever.Someday he will know.

At that time, he also thought that the future would be long.

The second time, Zhou Huai sang while looking at Qiao Qing's back.

He whispered softly, as if regretting: "Aquíteamo, yen vanoteocultael horizonte."

On the other side, Joe turned a deaf ear and walked away without looking back.

He just pissed him off.

They had a good chat, but Qiao smiled lightly, Zhou Huai couldn't hold back for a while, and touched his hair.

Qiao Qing dodged back, frowning fiercely, Zhou Huai originally planned to stop as soon as he was ready, but he didn't expect that his fingertips seemed to be bewitched by the soft touch, and he raised a strand of forehead hair first.

Very light feeling, a little itchy.Zhou Huai stared blankly.

Qiao Qing had already pinched Zhou Huai's wrist and pulled it off.He only used his index finger and thumb, looking a bit disgusted, with a worried look on his face.

Zhou Huai flexed his fingers and smiled self-deprecatingly.Sure enough, it didn't take long for Qiao Qing to find a reason to leave.

He stood where he was, looked at Qiao Qing's back, raised his hand, and put it down again.The wind slipped through his fingers.

Zhou Huai frowned, thinking that I really can't catch anything.

He opened his mouth and said silently: "Yameveoolvidadocomoestasviejasanclas."

I think I've been forgotten like these broken anchors.

but--

“Teestoy mando aunentraestas fríascosas.”

In these cold things, I still love you.

Zhou Huai laughed.

There is no one around anymore.

The third time, when he was in a state of confusion, Zhou Huai leaned on Qiao Qing's shoulders, and chanted softly against his ear.

He was panting a bit, Qiao Qing kept biting his collarbone, Zhou Huai unconsciously grabbed Qiao Qing's back, and murmured: "Aquíteamo."

Joe gritted his teeth and glanced up blankly: "What?"

"I told you to hurry up—ah—" Zhou Huai took a long time to pick it up, and his voice changed, "It means..."

After that, Qiao Qing has been a little unyielding.He is like a curious and happy puppy, whooshing here and there, asking him to explain the meaning of that sentence.

Zhou Huai couldn't stop being disturbed, and his anger was like a silk: "Okay, okay, I will talk about it."

He said he wanted to speak, but instead he recited it again.

"Lalunahacegirarsurodajedeseo." Zhou Huai closed his eyes, curled his hair with his fingers one by one, and said hoarsely with a smile, "The moon turns its dreamlike round wheel."

"Memiran contuso joslasestrellasmás grandes." Zhou Huai grabbed his shoulders, leaned up, and kissed his temples, "...look at me with your eyes, the biggest stars."

Qiao lightly hugged him, very persistent: "What about the first sentence?"

Zhou Huai didn't answer, but said maliciously, "Guess?"

Qiao Qing was a little depressed, Zhou Huai was secretly amused, and was about to try to appease the wronged puppy, when the puppy lowered its head and turned into a wolf cub: "Do it again?"

"...Aquíteamo."

After the matter was over, the little wolf cub was lying lazily beside him with a very docile look.

"Actually, you guessed it a long time ago, right?" Zhou Huai touched the tip of his nose, "Huh?"

Joe said in a muffled voice, "I just want to hear what you have to say."

"Oh?" Zhou Huai blinked, as if nothing had happened, "Oh."

Qiao lightly buried her face in the crescent of his neck and stopped talking.

"Too naive." Zhou Huai rubbed his slightly sweaty neck with a smile, "Isn't it just that I love you, I have already said it."

Qiao raised his face slightly, his eyes shining brightly.Qiao lightly circled him and said, "Say it again."

Zhou Huai thought, just based on his expression at this moment, it doesn't matter how many times he is asked to say it.

So he said obediently: "Aquíteamo. I love you here."

Qiao Qing tightened his arms, and Zhou Huai said word by word: "I love you."

He finally kissed it.

For the fourth and last time they went camping.

The dew on the green grass soaked his clothes and pants, and above his head was a brilliant starry sky.Sitting cross-legged, Zhou Huai said vaguely while biting a piece of chocolate: "Enlososcurospinossedesenredaelviento."

Joe whispered softly: "...Fosforecelalunasobrelasaguaserrantes."

Zhou Huai was a little surprised that he could pick it up: "Have you checked?"

"Well," Qiao said softly, "Neruda's love poem, "AquTeAmo", I love you here."

"In the dark pine forest, the wind unfettered itself." Jo read the translation in a low voice, her voice seemed to be wet with dew. "The moon is like phosphorescent light, shining on the floating water."

"Unfortunately, this is not a pine forest." Qiao raised his head lightly, "Fortunately, the moon is still bright."

"There are also fireflies." Zhou Huai bent his eyes, and he raised his index finger to his lips, as if telling a secret, "Fireflies are enough."

They watched the fireflies side by side, and the florescent dots flew among the jungles.

Zhou Huai stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to gather up the scattered stars.He whispered: "Aquíteamoyen vanoteocultaelhorizonte."

I love you here, while the horizon hides you abruptly.

Qiao lightly accepted: "Teestoyamando aunentraestas fríascosas."

In these cold things, I still love you.

Qiao Qing suddenly switched back to Chinese, and said again: "Among these cold things, I still love you."

"Yeah." Zhou Huai laughed, "Me too." He was rarely aroused: "This poem has been composed."

Qiao slightly turned his face to the side and looked at him quietly.

Under his gaze, Zhou Huai sang softly, like the first time, softly, tenderly, with reluctance.At that time, what we sang was meeting, but this time we waved for parting.

My dear lover... Those promises through time and space finally come to an end at this moment.

We... can be regarded as complete.

At the end of the song, Zhou Huai said: "I thought I would never sing again."

"why?"

"Because the audience ignored me last time." Zhou Huai said, "No, don't look on that face, I didn't blame you. It's not your fault. I just want to say, now I find that as long as you are in front of me, there is nothing I can do Restrain myself from saying Aquíteamo."

"Then," Joe paused, looked into his eyes, and said seriously, "Aquíteamo."

Fireflies dance quietly in the night sky.

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The author has something to say:

The Spanish that appears in this chapter is Neruda's "AquTeAmo", and the music is composed by me.

That's it.This article has been written on and off for more than a year, and it has only been published for more than a month. Even so, I am still very happy.

The ending was thought of a long time ago, but a lot of details were changed during the writing process. Looking back now, the progress is still obvious. XD

Thank you for being able to see this girl, it’s a pleasure to meet~ The mountains are high and the waters are far away, everyone is destined to see you again.

PS. A preview of the new article that is far away, it is a genuine HE Dragon and Prince cookie, if you like it, you can check the author's column~