On the way back, Micai sat behind me with the newly bought guitar on her back. I kept running at a very fast speed, but the guitar seemed to increase the resistance of the wind, and Micai hugged me tighter. So on this night I felt the feeling of being melted again, but I was afraid that I would indulge in it, so I drove the motorcycle faster. Although I still had to walk five blocks, the time was shortened after all.

Back to the bar, the neon signs in the fifth season are still flashing, but the store door is already locked, which makes the night so calm. I like this calmness and the neon trance, so the desire to sing is even heavier. Maybe I really have to thank Mi Cai for this decision, because night can be used in addition to dormant, but also indulge...

I took out the key and opened the bar door, then pushed the motorcycle in, and Micai turned on the bar light at the same time, so the five seasons exuded their own charm and pleased us in the light, as if turning us into the brightest gems of the night.

Mi Cai asked me, "Zhaoyang, do you think it's better to have all the lights on, or should you be more hazy?"

"It's better to be more hazy, as long as you can see your face clearly!"

"But then I can't see the beauty of these five seasons!"

I smiled and said, "These five seasons have been imprinted in my heart for a long time. As long as I give me a contour, the whole season will be in my mind."

"Oh, then be a little hazy!" Mi Cai responded, turned off the lighting lamp, leaving only a few stage lamps for effect. Sure enough, all I could see was her face.

We each held the guitar and sat cross-legged in the center of the small stage. I couldn't remember what song to sing, so I lit a cigarette for myself, but the smoke mixed with the flashing light made the world I was in more hazy, hazy to unreal, hazy to the point of being a dream!

In the absence of consciousness, Mi Cai had already played his guitar, and the familiar melody sounded again, which was the song "Proverbs of Love".

I stared at Mi Cai next to me, as if I had seen through the result. This song was a tear gas to her. Even if someone sang it, she would cry, let alone herself.

But I once again miscalculated this woman. She did not cry, even calm, calm but full of affection.

In the gap after the chorus, she smiled and said to me, "Zhaoyang, can you sing with me, okay?"

"Oh... OK!"

I was stunned and quickly plucked the strings of the guitar, then followed her rhythm, and sang in agreement with her: "I will give you my sincerity, leave my sorrow to myself, I will give you my youth, leave my years to myself..."

Because Mi Cai was calm, I was also very calm. We finished singing this song in peace, and the smoke that I spit out gradually dissipated, and everything in front of me became three-dimensional, but I still felt illusory.

I finally said to Mi Cai beside me: "I always feel that now is just a dream for me!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Maybe it's because the night is too dark, and... you didn't cry in that song just now! I even more suspect it was a dream!"

Mi Cai smiled and said to me, "Then let me hit you and see."

I quickly leaned back and said, "Don't hit, I don't want to wake up, this is a beautiful dream!"

Mi Cai put down the guitar, wrapped her arms around her knees, gently tapped the ground with her toes, and said with a smile for a long time: "Do you know? Whenever I sing this song by myself, I feel that my father must be watching me in his world... So, I will sing it quietly to him, because he is a person who likes quiet! He doesn't like me crying either!"

Her narrative makes me feel sad. Every time I talk about her father, she is like a gentle, obedient little girl.

I didn't want the atmosphere to be too heavy, so I smiled and said, "How do you know that your father won't watch when others sing?"

Mi Cai glanced at me and said, "Is there so many people singing this song every day in KTV? Can he watch it? He is so busy!"

“It makes sense.”

Mi Cai nodded and continued, "Well...and if someone like you sing this song, would he be willing to watch it?"

"I think I'm singing pretty well!"

"This is not a question of how good or bad the singing is, it is because he hates you the most in his life..."

I smiled and said instead of Mi Cai: "I hate the idle borers like me the most, right?"

Mi Cai looked at me, not sure or deny, and asked after a long time, "But you will change it, right?"

"What do you want me to look like?"

"Be a warm man!"

This sentence made me feel a strange feeling in my heart. After a long time, it seemed to have a strength. I said to her: "Then you hold me now... see if it's warm enough!"

Mi Cai looked at me with complicated eyes. We hugged her, but I always took the initiative to hug her, but I didn't ask her to hug me. But at this time, this reason seemed so legitimate, so I was not afraid at all.

So I bewitched again and said, "This is not to throw myself into my arms, just to see if it meets the warm standard you mentioned, it is very pure, okay?"

Mi Cai thought about it and finally said to me: "Then you open your arms."

I quickly opened my arms, but at the moment when I opened my arms, my face blushed and my heart beat, because she would shrink into my arms later...

Mi Cai closed her eyes and leaned gently on my shoulder, but her hands kept a distance from me. This was not like a hug at all, but more like listening to my heartbeat.

I mustered up the courage and stumbled: "Your hand...you are holding."

Mi Cai did not respond to me, but said, "Zhaoyang, your heartbeats so fast!"

"Cough cough..." I used the cough to hide my panic, but couldn't hide my heartbeat, so I jumped a little faster, and I became even more at a loss, thinking to myself: What's wrong with me? Even if I get into the bed of a strange woman, I'm not as unbearable as I am now...

In a panic, I finally found a reasonable excuse and said: "The heartbeats quickly, so that you can reach the temperature you mentioned when you are more active!"

I was nervously waiting for Mi Cai's answer. She just said "um" softly, but her hands finally hugged me. In the dead of night, we hugged again.

My heartbeat was suffocating, and I wanted to touch Micai's heartbeat, but I felt it was inappropriate, because men and women were inequality when perceiving the heartbeat. For example, when Micai touched my chest, she called perception, and when I wanted to touch her chest, she called a gangster... Unless one day she became a boyfriend or girlfriend, or even a couple, she could resolve this inequality!

But I really want to know her heartbeat... If her heartbeat has not changed, I would be very disappointed!

So I lowered my request and decided to look at her face, but under the hazy light, she leaned against my chest and was blocked by a shadow, so she couldn't even see her face clearly!
Chapter completed!