When going out with others, Song Yunhui seldom plays with his mobile phone. When Qin Shu drives, he sits in the passenger seat to enjoy the scenery and talk to him from time to time.

Qin Shu looked at the car ahead, and Song Yunhui looked at him, looking at him recklessly, and then praised: "It looks good."

The city is next door, but it is very close from home and not much different from the distance to the city center.

After circling the city for more than ten minutes and finding a parking space, the two finally got out of the car.

The itinerary had been decided last night. Song Yun looked back at the map, trying to figure out how to get to the first chosen attraction.

He looked at it carefully, and seemed ready to leave at any time. Qin Shu patted his hat gently and said, "You haven't had breakfast yet. Have breakfast first."

The hat felt surprisingly soft when I tapped it. I didn't have to use any force, but it felt like it was sinking into my body.

Song Yun raised his head, and the glasses on his nose slid down slightly.

In order to see more of the scenery today, he even put on glasses, which he rarely wore.

The equipment is very complete.

Song Yun smiled back and said, "Okay."

There was a commercial street nearby with many breakfast shops. Song Yunhui took a look and was immediately attracted by them.

The first thing he bought was small glutinous rice balls, which were put in a small box. He ate one himself and found it delicious, so he also gave one to Qin Shu.

Both of them took off their masks temporarily, but they were both wearing hats, which were pulled down low. No one would bother to look at what a stranger looked like in such a crowded street, so the crowd became a protective umbrella for the two of them.

Qin Shu is tall, so he needs to raise his hands a little higher to feed the baby accurately.

After eating a few glutinous rice balls, Song Yunhui still looked around the street to see if there was anything interesting.

Just after putting a glutinous rice ball into his mouth, Song Yunhui happened to see a pan-fried buns shop.

Qin Shu also saw it.

The first moment he saw it, he lowered his head to look at Song Yunhui, and his gaze happened to meet the other person's.

Got it.

The two of them walked towards the pan-fried buns shop together.

Pulling his hat down a little more, Qin Shu glanced at the small glutinous rice balls still in Song Yunhui's hand and said to the clerk, "Small portion of pan-fried buns."

The voice of a handsome guy!

The clerk looked up and saw two identical pink sweatshirts at first glance.

Both of them were wearing hats. One was concentrating on eating so his face could not be seen, while the other one was wearing a mask very tightly, and one could only barely tell that he was a handsome guy.

She pondered for a second, then suddenly realized.

The last box that was given to hold the steamed buns was a pink one, which just matched the color of their clothes.

When the two of them were about to disappear in the crowd, she took out her phone and took a picture while there were no customers.

This morning, Song Yunhui and Qin Shu visited two scenic spots. Song's photo album added several new photos, and Qin Shu's photo album also added quite a few photos.

After walking around the wetland park, it was finally time for lunch.

The location was booked long ago, so you just need to arrive on time.

Yesterday, the two of them looked around and finally decided to book a barbecue restaurant. The reason was simple: the food was said to be delicious and there were private rooms available.

The two did not drive, but took the bus.

The city's public buses are also one of its local features, and Song Yunhui is very interested in them.

But his enthusiasm was completely exhausted after he stood on a crowded bus for one stop.

Standing at the edge of the platform, Song Yunhui put one hand on Qin Shu's shoulder, his face full of despair.

Qin Shu said, "Let's take a taxi."

Song Yunhui nodded.

The two successfully reached an agreement and hit a car.

The barbecue restaurant is on the second floor of a shopping mall some distance from here and is easy to find.

Entering the store and eating, everything went smoothly.

The BBQ was delicious, the store was nice, and they gave us a little surprise: two small key pendants, a pig, and a small dinosaur.

There was only a small accident when settling the bill.

The cashier looked at them and then smiled and said, "We offer a 20% discount for couples dining. You are welcome to come next time."

Song Yunhui hadn't figured out why he and Qin Shu looked like a couple until they walked out of the store.

He was reflecting. Qin Shu remained silent. Then he looked downstairs and said, "Want some ice cream?"

Song Yun replied: "Eat!"

The topic was successfully diverted.

***

“I’m full, but a little greasy.”

The man in the middle-aged man's jacket raised his hand, "Who wants to buy some fruit tea?"

Several others raised their hands.

Bai Linhua sat in the middle, glanced at his phone absentmindedly, and did not raise his hand.

"Okay, the minority obeys the majority, buy some fruit tea and go back to the recording studio."

Several people stood up and went to the milk tea shop upstairs.

The work of making soy milk taste bad has been completed, and now the pressure is on them. Today they came here specifically to record songs, and have been working continuously for a long time since early morning, so they rewarded themselves by coming out to eat something delicious.

But just eating is definitely not enough.

There is an ice cream shop next to the milk tea shop. A few people took a look and started to think about whether to drink fruit tea or eat ice cream.

Bai Linhua was inexplicably not in a good mood today. He did not join in the fun, but took a few steps back and leaned against the railing.

There was a person next to him, in pink, also hanging on the railing with no strength. He only took a glance and then looked away.

He turned his gaze and saw a huge cotton-padded baby on a display in the shop opposite.

As if remembering something, he picked up his phone, took a picture, and then lowered his head to type.

The result of deciding to have ice cream was that there were quite a few people lining up. Qin Shu was in the queue, while Song Yun stood aside.

The shopping mall is in the shape of a U, with a circle of railings around it. Song Yunhui leaned on the railings, looking down at the photos he took today.

As a result, the phone rang.

It was Bai Linhua, who sent him a photo.

The photo shows a huge cotton baby in a cabinet, forming a sharp contrast with the many small dolls next to it.

The picture has been cropped, so the surrounding environment cannot be seen, and all that is visible is that huge mass of yellow.

Quite cute.

“…”

Bai Linhua didn't expect to get an immediate reply. After sending the message, he was about to put away his phone, but he heard the phone of the person next to him ring.

...It's a bit strange. Let me take another look.

He watched the other person typing out of the corner of his eye.

The other party probably didn't type many words, so he just tapped twice.

Then the phone in my hand shook.

An indescribable emotion surged up in his mind, some confusion, some disbelief, and a strange happiness. He hesitated for a moment and turned his head to look over there.

He could only see the mask on the other person's face and the glasses on the bridge of his nose. The brim of the hat was pulled down low, covering the other person's eyebrows and eyes.

This is soy milk, no doubt about it.

He was lying, right here, so close to me.

Just as he was about to step forward, the person opposite him moved. He turned around and waved in a small arc as if to someone. His slender fingers swung in the air and then disappeared.

Another person comes into view.

She was very tall and stood out in the crowd. She was also wearing a pink sweater and holding two ice creams in her hands. It was very incongruous but also inexplicably appropriate.

After taking the ice cream, Song Yunhui was so happy even with the mask and glasses.

They left together.

"What do you want?"

Just as he was in a daze, someone patted him on the back and said, "After repeated discussions, we decided to have both."

Bai Linhua slowly pushed his hand away without saying anything.

***

Feeling more energetic after the meal, Song Yunhui and Qin Shu visited several more places in the afternoon and finally went to a more famous music square in City B.

It is almost evening now. The crimson sunset in the distance is rolling and spreading all the way here, turning into orange and reflecting in the sky.

There were quite a few people in the square. The street lights were on, but it was hard to see each other's faces under the dim light. Many people found a seat and sat down, practicing their own songs. Occasionally, someone would applaud and take photos.

The night wind was a little chilly, but the sweatshirts they were wearing were warm enough, and the two of them kept moving without feeling the cold at all.

Song Yunhui narrowed his eyes slightly and felt somewhat cool.

I haven't felt this way in a long time.

In the middle of the square is a white pavilion with a piano standing inside.

The person next to him, who must be a staff member, was looking around and asking, "Is there anyone who can play the piano? Want to try?"

Song Yun turned around and looked at Qin Shu, saying, "I can play the piano a little bit, do you want to listen?"

He said, "If you want to hear it, I'll play it for you."

His voice was diluted a little by the wind and seemed lighter.

Qin Shu looked at him and nodded.

Song Yunhui pushed his glasses back and said, "Wait for me."

He said this and trotted off.

Qin Shu watched him walk towards the staff standing by the pavilion, then stopped at a distance and negotiated with the other party for a while.

The staff member smiled and gestured to Song Yunhui to go through.

Qin Shu walked forward a short distance and got closer.

He kept looking at Song Yunhui intently, and when he came to his senses, there were already quite a few people standing around him.

Most of these people are tourists who come to join in the fun and locals who come for a walk. They just go wherever there is fun.

Song Yunhui was still tuning the piano.

His movements were smooth, each one had a purpose, and there was nothing superfluous.

This doesn't seem like the "a little bit" he just mentioned.

Others are waiting too.

Song Yunhui noticed that there was a small circle of people around him, but he didn't seem to care much. His relaxed attitude didn't change at all. He glanced at Qin Shu and then looked away.

Song Yun responded with "Mazurek".

Some people originally thought that the pink sweatshirt and baseball cap did not match the piano, but these thoughts disappeared instantly after the sound was heard.

The staff on the side widened their eyes a little.

The staff were surprised, and the other onlookers were amazed.

They are not experts, but they can hear it very well. It is a primitive feeling from the heart.

The red glow in the distance has spread to the nearby area, and the person sitting next to the piano and the piano are both dyed orange-red, a scene of tenderness and warmth.