Qin Shu put on his slippers and asked, "What should I bring?"

According to normal people's thinking, it is usually a local specialty. If it is a place like an award ceremony, a signature will be added.

But he didn't think the other party would let him bring these.

Sure enough, Song Yunhui opened his mouth and uttered a few words lightly.

Qin Shu's hand paused for a moment as he was taking off his scarf, then returned to normal and said "OK".

Although I had already guessed the other person's identity, the feeling of guessing it and having the other person tell it in person are completely different.

The other party is accepting him.

Song Yunhui placed the box of banana cake in his hand on the living room table, and then happily dialed back the previous landline.

When he came back after the call, Qin Shu had already opened the box of banana cakes, with paper cup banana cakes standing neatly inside.

Song Yunhui rubbed his face, then sat down next to him and asked, "Why did you think of buying banana cake?"

Qin Shu still had the same expression and said, "I saw many people saying you wanted to eat it, so I bought it."

After the matter was over today, he glanced at Big Eyes and found that many people were telling him that Mr. Egg really wanted to eat banana cake.

So he bought it.

Very honest, very considerate, a must-have in winter.

Song Yunhui slowly reached out and picked up a small cake, then leaned back and sank into the sofa.

“…”

How to say it.

The banana cake is innocent, very delicious and not chewy.

It just can't be used as a self-defense weapon.

After eating one after another, Song Yun jumped up and the little flame that had been extinguished before was rekindled. He turned the volume of his mobile phone to the lowest level, and then watched the banana cake tutorial video again and again.

The novelty of Orange to Qin Shu had worn off. After only a short while, she returned to his arms, meowing and acting coquettishly.

When it gets a little darker, it's time to cook again.

Even though they had experienced a big accident this afternoon, Song Yunhui still followed Qin Shu into the kitchen.

Both of them went to bed early tonight.

***

The next morning, the alarm on the cell phone placed beside the bed rang, and Song Yunhui closed his eyes at the same time.

It was seven o'clock in the morning, the earliest he had woken up in the past one or two months, except for staying up all night.

His body was awake but his mind was not. He sat up and reflexively began to put on his pajamas at home. Halfway through, he suddenly woke up.

He is going out to play today.

He took off the clothes he had half put on, stood up, put on his slippers, then stood in front of the mirror and slowly put on his coat.

He was going out today, so he thought about it for a while last night and then picked up a black coat.

Qin Shu had bought him a scarf before, after fully consulting him, and it was black.

Wearing all black, everyone who sees him will say he is a cool guy.

After washing up, he struggled with his frizzy hair as usual. When Song Yunhui finally left the room, he happened to meet a real cool guy.

The really cool guy dressed the same as most of the time, habitually wearing all black, tall and long legs.

He looked over and instantly stopped being a cool guy and said:

"After we finish our meal downstairs, we can set off."

Song Yunhui nodded repeatedly.

I got up early today and couldn't eat anything, so a bowl of vegetable porridge was just right for me.

After dinner, the two went out together.

It had been snowing here several days ago, but perhaps because it was close to the city, it was more like heavy rain mixed with light snow than snow. In short, there was no accumulation of snow and it disappeared quickly.

Just then, they remembered climbing a mountain when they were kids, and they decided to go up the mountain and take a look.

The only places where snow can accumulate are on mountains where there are usually few people.

The closer they drove to the mountain, the more Song Yunhui realized that he was in the south, a place where it rarely snowed.

Normally there are few people on the streets, but now there are many cars on the way to the mountain, and everyone wants to see what the snow looks like.

Today is a holiday, so more people are traveling.

After parking the car in the temporary parking lot at the foot of the mountain, Song Yunhui opened the car door and was instantly hit in the face by a chilly air.

He reached out and unconsciously held the earmuffs he was wearing.

The earmuffs were given to me by Ye Min. They are very warm, and the touch of the plush instantly warms my palms.

He was dressed in black just like he was in the morning, the only difference was that he had earmuffs and a backpack.

There was nothing in the backpack, just some bulky but light items. The thermos and other items were all with Qin Shu.

After Qin Shu closed the car door, he walked around and stood behind him, helping him put on his hat.

The hood of a down jacket has a circle of fluff around it, which can block most of the wind when you put it on.

It warmed up instantly.

The hat was very large, covering the entire head. To look up at Qin Shu's face, he had to tilt his head back harder than usual, and was seeing at a strange angle.

Song Yun asked Qin Shu how to go.

He had never been here before, but the other party had been here and had some impression of the route.

Qin Shu pointed in a direction: "Go this way and you will see the path leading up the mountain."

Song Yunhui followed him in that direction.

There is a layer of snow under your feet that is neither thin nor thick. When you step on it, it makes a sound and leaves a clear footprint.

He walked halfway and then turned around, as if he remembered something. He picked up his phone and took a picture of the series of footprints on the ground.

It is very obvious and direct evidence of my existence.

From the time he got off the car to here, in just the time it took to take the photo, the joints of his fingers were already frozen and began to turn red.

Qin Shu asked him to put his hands back into his sleeves, and he did so.

After leaving the parking lot, turn another intersection and you will see the road up the mountain.

There are residents near the foot of the mountain. Some of them are sitting in the yard, warming themselves by a fire stove and watching the people coming and going, as if they don't understand why these people would be so desperate as to go out to play in the mountains in winter.

There was a puppy in the yard, wearing a flowered jacket and looking very festive. When the two of them passed by, it barked twice, then clung to the fence of the yard, its tail wagging and leaving a shadow.

Song Yun turned around and stopped slightly, then waved at it.

Xiu Gou's tail wagged even more happily.

Song Yunhui smiled instantly.

He stopped to watch Huazhanzi mending the dog, and Qin Shu was accompanying him.

It was not until Huazhanzi Gougou was attracted away by some fragrance that the two of them started to move forward again.

The temperature was very low yesterday, and it was even colder in the mountains. All the dew and other things had turned into long, thin white ice crystals on the branches.

There is little green on the mountain, but mostly brown and black tree trunks and branches and pure white snow.

The way up the mountain is stone steps. Perhaps because there were many people going up the mountain in the past two days, the stone steps are not all white like other places. Instead, the stone surface with vertical patterns that have been wetted by water and turned dark is faintly visible.

It's not like Song Yunhui had never seen such scenery before.

But it feels different than it does now.

Compared to before, he now seems to be able to concentrate more and pay more attention to the surrounding scenery.

He doesn't have a hobby of traveling alone. Usually he goes wherever the crew arranges him to go. What he can see depends on the crew. At that time, he focused more on the script. He has never been so relaxed as before, looking around with an appreciative attitude.

They are two completely different experiences.

In the first part of the way up the mountain, everyone looked very happy, and people were still talking in groups of three or four. Until we walked a distance, some people began to casually put something on the ground by the roadside and then sat there to rest.

Qin Shu turned his head and asked him:

"Can you still walk?"

Song Yunhui nodded: "I can still walk."

The distance he had walked before was not long and was still within his acceptable range.

Although he had been lying in the hospital for a long time before and had to lie down for a long time after returning, his physical strength had declined, but he was not physically useless.

So the two of them continued walking forward.

When we got halfway there, the ground started to become slippery.

The snow that was originally piled on the ground melted after being stepped on by people, and then turned into ice, which attached to the stone steps, making people slippery wherever they stepped on them.

The person in front slipped and lost his balance, falling directly into the snowdrift.

Fortunately, the snow pile was soft, so it wasn't a big deal to fall into it. The person who fell laughed, and the people around him laughed too.

Qin Shu silently took a step forward, then turned around and stretched out his hand.

"Take it and go."

Song Yun looked back at him.

Qin Shu sighed and said:

“I’m afraid of falling.”

Song Yunhui nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

He stretched out his hand, and the moment it touched the other person's palm, it was held by the other person.

It is a pair of slightly hot hands, a blessing for people who have cold hands and feet all year round.

After the person in front fell, many people around followed suit. Their two actions were not out of place.

Song Yunhui rubbed the back of his head with his free hand and felt like something was wrong.

But it feels very normal.

Never mind. Let's leave it at that.

There must be people visiting this mountain on ordinary days. Halfway up the mountain, there is an area that is clearly man-made for resting.

Many people are resting here and it looks very lively.

Some children made a snowman while their parents were resting. It wasn't very big, but it had a nose and eyes and looked very cute.

After finding a place to sit down, Qin Shu handed the thermos cup to Song Yunhui and said:

"Drink some water first."

This place is just right to see the children squatting on the ground making a snowman. Song Yunhui took the thermos while looking at the little snowman.

The water in the thermos is warm, not too hot, and you can drink it directly.

After taking a sip of water, he returned the cup to Qin Shu and quickly pulled up his scarf to cover the lower half of his face.

After staying in the scarf for a long time, every breath of the cold air outside is a torture.

Qin Shu watched his movements and silently helped him push down the hood of his coat which was already starting to slide backwards.

That's it, complete protection, double warmth.

After sitting for a while, when they stood up and prepared to continue their journey, they found that there were a lot more people on the road than before.

“冬天，又是一個下雪的季節到了。因為地理位置受限，加上其他等因素，居住區內很難看到薄雪，但是市郊的山上卻已經換上了白裝，大家請看我身後——”

在繼續上山的路口旁，穿着羽絨服的記者面對着攝影機笑得大方，努力睜大的眼睛被風吹得泛酸。

她臉上挂着笑容，在攝影機轉了一圈之後回來繼續對準她之後就繼續說，“恰逢假期，白雪皚皚的山成了居民們出游的一個好去處，在我的身後就有許多出游的居民，讓我們來采訪一下他們。”

她們随意抓住了剛好路過路口的居民一號和居民二號。

居民二號看着不太好接近，記者于是将箭頭主要對上了居民一號。她問：

“你好，請問可以采訪一下你嗎？”

拒絕的話剛到了嘴邊，居民一號，也就是宋雲回看了眼在攝像頭後瘋狂打手勢的攝影師，最後硬生生把原本的話咽了下去，說：

“不……可以。”

攝影師這麽緊張，面前這個采訪的人胸前挂着記者證的人的臉色也差點沒繃住，那就應該不是平時的拍攝，可能是新聞實時的外派記者連線環節，也可能是直播，總之拒絕了估計所有人都得尬在這。

記者問：“請問你們是為了看雪來到這裏的嗎？”

盡管不太對，但宋雲回還是順着她的話走：“是的，畢竟是南方，之前很少見到雪，就想來看看。”

一邊的秦書略微移開視線。

嘴裏沒一句真話。

“那麽你覺得這趟為了賞雪而來的旅途愉快嗎？”

宋雲回點頭：“很愉快。看雪能夠平靜我的內心，消除平時積累的勞累，和朋友一起來更有趣，建議大家休息的時候可以來山上看看雪。”

是很标準的回答，标準得跟她一樣官方，并且吐字清晰，沒有一個多餘的音，就算因為有圍巾的阻擋，聲音聽上去有些悶，但是沒有太大影響。

除去一開始似乎有想要拒絕她的想法外，面前這個戴帽子戴圍巾一張臉沒一個地方看得清楚的人居然是遇到的最省心的受采訪的人。

短暫的采訪結束，宋雲回腳尖一轉，繼續跟着秦書往上走。

對方依舊前一步，對他伸出手。

兩手交握的瞬間，他聽到對方的聲音，“南方人？很少見到雪？”

宋雲回把圍巾往上拉了拉，臉上瞬間笑開。

兩人往上走。

擡眼看向前方的身影，宋雲回意識恍惚了一瞬。

有些分不清現實和記憶。

蔥綠的樹林，小小的卻堅定的背影和現在白色雪林，高大沉穩的背影交替。

他笑了聲。

原來記憶這樣一個東西。

越往上走越平坦。

等到他們走上山頂的時候，天上陰雲散開，淺黃色的光穿透雲層。

原本看上去很近的天一下子就遠了不少。

太陽出來了。

漫天霞光，站在山頂上的人都不自覺擡起頭去看。

宋雲回也不例外。

淺色瞳孔映着越來越亮的光亮，清透而灼目。

山頂的風吹起，吹着帽子上的絨毛也跟着飄，就這麽一瞬間，視線內出現一片片白色的東西。

宋雲回伸手接住慢慢往下飄的白色片狀物，問：“下雪了？”

白色片狀物落在了手心，他低頭看，秦書的聲音恰好從旁邊傳來：

“是花瓣，這裏有臘梅樹。”

長風驟起，周圍簌簌作響，宋雲回擡眼，視線裏盡是在空中飛舞的花瓣。

——原來山頂上的這些樹上的不是雪，全是白色的，重重疊疊的花。

山頂是一片花海。

***

維持了許久的大風波逐漸小了下去，大眼仔又恢複了平靜。

一條詞條悄悄竄上市內熱搜榜。

#采訪名場面#《不……可以》

起因就是市內每日新聞連線外派記者時那段因為是直播所以沒能剪掉的采訪畫面。

那個已經說出口的“不”怎麽也塞不回去。

【哈哈哈哈哈哈哈為了這句可以，不知道背後的攝影小哥有多努力】

【！！就算看不到臉，但是這個好像是個帥哥！看上去好酷！老阿姨就喜歡看這些，多來點】

【我也想說他好酷，但是這個酷哥背背包，兩個手還乖乖捏着背包帶子欸】

【哈哈哈哈哈小哥說不的時候主持人都差點沒繃住】

【總歸還是攝影小哥付出了所有】

【雖然但是，這裏真的好好看，下一次放假也想去看看】

***

自從上次爬山回來後，宋雲回給自己放了幾天假，無論是哪方面的業務都沒有接，一天中的很多時間都是待在房間裏倒騰，秦書也不知道他在倒騰什麽。

到了他要去E市的那天，對方終于在房間蹲的時間出門，把他送到了小區門口。

到了小區門口之後就有他經紀人和助理，幾個人一起坐車離開。

宋雲回就農民揣，看着他們的車離開後慢慢往回走。

車上

經紀人表情一言難盡，說：“居然已經住一起了。”

在別的經濟人為了手下藝人各種一對多談戀愛的時候他就覺得舒心，結果秦書不鳴則已，一有這方面苗頭就直接快進到住一起。

助理在後邊默默聽兩人講話。

但是很遺憾，秦書沒怎麽回複經紀人。

幾人到了機場之後就是兩小時不到的飛機。

下飛機後，典曲獎的主辦方派來的人已經在機場等着，可以直接坐車前往。

早上十點整，典曲獎全程進行的直播開始。

“咔嚓”

咬下一塊蘋果，宋雲回坐在沙發上，筆記本随意癱在一邊，電視開着，正在投屏，裏面不時有人聲傳出，略有些嘈雜。

電視上放的是典曲獎的直播。

現在頒獎典禮還沒有正式開始，還在進場的紅毯階段。

平時為人熟知的歌手明星挨個上場，争奇鬥豔。

宋雲回把聲音轉小，之後咀嚼着嘴裏的蘋果，拿過放在一邊的筆記本繼續看自己的譜子。

他寫了好幾個版本，每個版本各有不同。

這次和平時有點不一樣，他不能準确地挑出他需要的那版。

有點難辦。

選不出來就先都改着。

在觸板上移來移去，譜子前後跳動。

直到手指像是要把指紋磨沒的時候，他這才擡眼看了眼電視。

紅毯明星出場環節已經結束，現在已經到了投資商出場的環節。

剛才忙忘了，忘了看秦書什麽時候出場。

電視裏的聲音終于不再嘈雜。

剛準備低頭繼續看自己的筆記本，電視裏的畫面一轉，對準了一個剛下車的年輕男人。

年輕，腿長，還好看，和前面的衆投資商形成了鮮明的對比。

是鐘許。

這麽些時間沒見，對方好像變了不少，表情內斂，像是別人再也察覺不到對方一絲一毫的情緒。

也就一眼，宋雲回繼續低頭看自己的筆記本。

頒獎典禮的環節複雜而冗長，只最前面的各種代表發言就能夠支撐不少時間。

一個蘋果啃完，宋雲回又拿過一個香蕉，抱着筆記本上了樓，之後把數據全都導入到電腦裏。

耳麥一戴，與世無争。

這裏與世無争，頒獎典禮的直播間擠滿了人，一片熱鬧。

【woc終于熬過了致辭環節，救命，差點睡着了】

【致辭環節一共48min，其中鏡頭掃過臺下的時間占5min，白林桦出現了三次，很帥的投資商一次，陸依依一次，路佳佳一次……】

【樓上是真的很閑】

【所以這次豆漿還是沒來？】

【應該是的，估計又是主持人幫他代領】

【我看臺下的人都不怎麽緊張，都知道結果了？】

【部分人猜到了吧，雖然主辦方應該都有邀請，但是對于那種可能不會來又得獎了的人會提前透個底讓對方來】

【今天來了好多人，看到秦總我直接一個驚喜】

【坐在工位上認真看電腦，老板還以為我工作努力，笑死，我只是在看漂亮姐姐罷了】

【等等啊！！！Wocwoc頒獎的人是秦總啊！】

【woc沒想到秦總是來頒獎的！】

聚光燈下，高大男人西裝落拓，走上臺時像是自帶風一樣，天生就自帶矚目特效。

“嗒”

耳麥和桌面輕輕碰撞的聲音響起，宋雲回揉了揉耳朵，之後拿起手機看了眼時間，發現已經過去了快一個小時，于是起身下樓。

樓下的電視因為手機離得太遠，已經斷了聯系。

陷進沙發裏，他重新投屏上去的瞬間，電視裏掌聲響起。

是秦書，他在給人頒獎。

領獎的人隔着一段距離站在他的身邊，明明也算挺高一個人，但氣勢莫名就弱了許多。

其他人想要在秦書這撐得住場子還挺難。

随意轉着手裏手機，宋雲回靠在沙發上打了個呵欠，生理性鹽水在眼睛裏轉了一圈。

昨晚寫譜子寫得有點久，今天也還沒補覺，工作完就有些困了。

“接下來是最佳編曲獎。”

片刻的停頓。

直播間的彈幕仿佛都跟着滞凝了一瞬。

主持人擡眼看向鏡頭，之後說，“豆漿不好喝，代表作品《光羽》。”

短暫的平靜之後是巨大的波瀾。

【Soy milk!!! Soy milkyyds!!】

[It’s “Guang Yu”! This song is from a long time ago! 】

[Soy milk, the mediocre man who won all the awards]

[It’s soy milk after all! ! I love you so much! ! ! ]

[But the soy milk still hasn’t arrived QAQ]

[This time the host received the award again]

[Host, a man who has won all kinds of awards even though he can’t write songs [狗头叼花.jpg]]

But unlike what netizens guessed, this time there are slight changes from before.

Maybe it's a big change.

After reading a long list of professional analysis and praise, the host did not continue this time. Instead, he looked at Qin Shu and said:

"Doujiang was unable to attend the ceremony due to some reasons, so Mr. Qin Shu accepted the award on his behalf."

The trophy stayed in Qin Shu's hands, and the microphone also fell into his hands.

He looked at the camera, then smiled rarely and read out the other person's original words word for word.

"Doujiang said that he is grateful for the support of all fans. He has received every suggestion and every support from you."