The sky depicts love and affection, while Qiu Nian talks about beauty and infatuation.
The night sky, covered with thick clouds and illuminated by city lights, is not pitch black, like burnt bread, but more like a canvas waiting to be painted.
There are no stars, no moon, but there are more wonderful things.
"Now, please welcome the last contestant tonight, Ye Yi, to begin his performance."
A roar replaced the echo of the announcement from the loudspeaker, enveloping the playground. Soon, a starry sky, carrying the bright eyes of a group of young people, rose slowly from the crowd and into the night sky, forming a square matrix and hovering motionless.
It was like a group of soldiers who had just finished lining up, and their neat and uniform formation suddenly became disorderly like falling leaves and flying flowers. It was also like a Rubik's Cube that was twisted and then became regular again after a series of seemingly random changes, finally forming two huge letters "Ye" shining in the night sky.
Like a sand painting, "Ye" was quickly erased, and the drone's lights continued to move dazzlingly, and soon the English word "Love" appeared in the night sky.
With two hints, the next word became a matter of speculation for the onlookers. The answer didn't take long: "Yue" was soon revealed.
"Ye" should be contestant Ye Yi. Everyone who has heard the announcement knows the answer. So who is "Yue"?
As if aware of everyone's confusion, the drones in the sky shifted their formation once again. Amidst a flurry of exclamations, many people realized who "Yue" was, and everyone around Xue Jiuyue had already turned their attention to her. Yes, the drones in the sky were painting her portrait, using the night sky as their backdrop.
If the drone's lights were used as the brushstrokes to outline the lines, it would appear monotonous. However, the painting before him was not just a flat dot and line, but also included the coloring, rubbing, and shaping similar to sketching, making the picture vivid and three-dimensional. Therefore, people around Xue Jiuyue could recognize who it was at a glance.
The envious gazes, reflecting the lights in the sky, turned Xue Jiuyue's position into the center of the stage.
Someone around who knew Xue Jiuyue started calling out her name, and soon the word spread, with more and more people following suit, like fans calling out their idol. Someone first called out "Ye Yi," and the "Ye Yi" craze swept out, joining "Xue Jiuyue" in spreading romance like starlight across the night, a night filled with the excitement of countless young men and women.
Unlike everyone else, Xue Jiuyue couldn't see the expressions of the people around her at this moment, and couldn't even see herself painted in the sky. Her eyes were flashing with Ye Yi's handsome shadow, which dazzled her.
She could no longer hear the cries that rose and fell, only the sound of her own heart beating powerfully, each beat bringing happiness to her entire body. Every pulse beat was like a blooming flower, every breath a new life.
The drone in the sky also responded to Xue Jiuyue's emotions, and the portrait condensed into a heart pattern. Unlike ordinary hearts, this heart is three-dimensional and alive, and it beats with the rhythm of Xue Jiuyue's heartbeat.
My heartbeat didn't last long before it burst open with overwhelming emotion. Like a crack, like a cannon blast, drones scattered in all directions, swaying with colorful lights, transforming the melted love into a firework that shone brightly in the night sky.
It ended perfectly and bloomed unexpectedly, touching the hearts of everyone present, with the aftertaste lingering.
Xue Jiuyue, the protagonist, was deeply moved, and her tears flowed like fireworks from a drone...
The misty tearful eyes reflected more light, illuminating the night sky, which was not dark at all, but looked like burnt bread with Xue Jiuyue's portrait carved on it...
The strong light took away the memories of the night. Although it left an afterglow of happiness, it was only lightly applied on the skin, leaving the heart empty.
"Ye Yi?"
"Who are you?"
"Where are you?"
There is no answer, and I don't know why I forgot. The empty feeling of emotion is like a joke without substance, which makes the laughter shallow, tiring, and heartbreaking.
It wasn't uncomfortable, nor was it irritable, but rather a sense of loss and emptiness. This inexplicable feeling, a hollow weight on my heart, wasn't until I video-called my parents that it was dissolved by the deep concern between family members that transcended mountains and seas.
Afterwards, I chatted with "Shui Mo Xing'er" about these images, hoping to get his perspective—was it a dream or a memory? If it was a memory, why had I forgotten it? Unfortunately, "Shui Mo Xing'er"'s answer was, "Existence is reasonable. Forgetting has its reasons, and remembering has its consequences. Everything depends on fate, benefactor! Amen..."
Apart from this seemingly reasonable nonsense which is as good as nothing, everything else is pretty much the same as what Liu Che said.
Xue Jiuyue didn't feel entangled, but instead chatted with "Shuimoxing'er" about yesterday's basketball, which brought back a series of memories. She could still feel her blood boiling, as if what she was touching was no longer a keyboard but a basketball.
The instinct of the muscles drives the skillful movements, including wonderful dodging, shaking, passing, and finally leaping for a jump shot.
The ball was shot, but it was impossible to see whether it hit the target.
A dark shadow pounced over and knocked him down in the air, and both of them fell heavily to the ground.
Maybe it was because I was too focused, or because of the adrenaline rush, I didn't feel much pain, but I still felt a strange sensation in my body.
The shadowy figure was pinning him down tightly. Their bodies, their faces, were so close, it felt as if their heart were beating inside him. He opened his eyes and saw Ke Yike's narrow, half-open, half-closed eyes, a mixture of good and evil.
Lips, lips! His textured lips seemed to be pressing against her own.
"No!" Xue Jiuyue's inner voice summoned resistance. She tried to turn her face away to avoid the unexpected kiss, but she saw Liu Che and Ye Yi standing on the sidelines, wearing two sets of basketball uniforms, one dark and one light, with their arms crossed, looking at her with smiles.
"Tell me, what's going on? Is it a foul or not? If you say it's a foul, it seems like he just bumped into someone accidentally. If you say it's not a foul, it's quite indecent now!" Ye Yi chatted with Liu Che next to him in a clear voice.
Liu Che answered gently, but his answer was irrelevant to the question, "What's so elegant about it? Great Elegance or Lesser Elegance. Why not the National Style? Yes, the National Style, reeds, reeds are lush, white dew turns to frost..."
"Foul! The three-pointer is valid, one free throw!" Qian Jianjun's magnetic voice came, but Xue Jiuyue couldn't see where he was.
So she struggled to seek help from Qian Jianjun, but the more she moved, the tighter Ke Yike pressed on her. The two of them were almost one, not only pressing their lips against hers, but even his tongue seemed to be at the gates...
A strange dream embellishes this rainy morning, like a delicate flower under the gray sky, sliding down a piece of beauty.
Having experienced this before, this time wasn't particularly awkward. The stream of water gushing from the showerhead caressed my entire body, taking away any awkwardness, wrapping my body and soul in the warmth and safety of the rising mist.
The rain has stopped, but the clouds have not yet cleared.
There is no sadness or joy, no rain or sunshine.
Although it was the weekend, there weren't many people around except for a few regulars.
Sitting leisurely on the sofa, under the hazy sky, counting my heartbeats, and listening to loneliness.
"sister."
Qiu Nian's voice sounded timid, and if he wasn't caught quickly, it would blend into the silence.
"Xiao Nian, come and sit down."
Xue Jiuyue was very happy to see Qiu Nian, and then asked, "Tell me, do you have another relationship problem that needs my help?"
Qiu Nianhan smiled and scratched his head, "Not really, it's just that I don't know how to get along with Yiyi."
"Um, do we need to consider this? Shouldn't it just happen naturally?"
"Yes, no, well, it's just that I want to please her so much, but I don't know if it's right." Qiu Nian finally plucked up the courage to express his true thoughts.
"Tell me more specifically."
"For example, when we play basketball together, if she attacks and I defend seriously, I'm afraid she'll say I'm not giving her the time or spoiling her! But if I let her go, I don't think she'll be very happy either."
"Then have you ever thought about what you like about Yiyi?" Instead of answering, Xue Jiuyue asked a question.
"She, she's pretty!"
"Is that all? Yiyi is pretty, sure, but there are so many pretty girls out there. Aren't there tons of those celebrity models on the screen?!"
"No! She is the most beautiful! From the first moment I saw her, I thought she was the most beautiful in the world! Really, I know you will say that beauty is in the eyes of my lover. But I want to say that it is not true, I really think she is the most beautiful!"
Qiu Nian's serious look made Xue Jiuyue want to laugh.
Seeing Xue Jiuyue's disapproval, Qiu Nian added, "Really? After I met Yiyi, I can also watch movies, watch TV stars and beauties. I also hope that I can find someone prettier than Yiyi, even if she is an unattainable idol!"
"Oh? Why do you have such an idea?"
"I read online that the first stage of love is blind love, seeing everything about the other person as good! The second stage of love is being able to see the other person's shortcomings and being able to tolerate them. I'm afraid that I'm not loving rationally, so I want to find a girl prettier than Yiyi so that I can look at feelings rationally! But, I failed. I can't find a girl prettier than Yiyi! I don't know if she fits my aesthetic or if my aesthetic has been reshaped because of her." At this point, Qiu Nian suddenly came to his senses and added mischievously, "Sister, although you are also beautiful, you are as beautiful as Yiyi!"
"It's not in vain that I love you so much. You still remember that you have a sister." Xue Jiuyue also smiled, and then asked, "Have you never thought about Yiyi's personality and character?"
"I've thought about it! Yiyi's character is beyond reproach, you know her better than anyone. As for her personality and stuff, I can't tell which ones are my natural preferences and which ones are due to Yiyi's preferences!"
"What do you mean by that?"
"Yiyi speaks simply and clearly, and I also like such neat and tidy words, so I get annoyed when others talk too much. Yiyi is decisive in doing things, so I like decisive people, and sometimes even hate myself. There are many similar things. For example, Yiyi likes to tie her hair into a ponytail, so I think ponytail is the best hairstyle for girls. Yiyi's name comes from the Book of Songs, so I think a girl's name must be nice to be perfect, and even the surname Lin is elegant enough. Others like Zhao, Qian, Sun, and Li are too vulgar. In short, Yiyi is the standard of perfection in my heart. Anything that is the same as Yiyi is 100 points. The more similar it is to her, the higher the score. Otherwise, it is not good!" Qiu Nian said out the feelings that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time in one breath. The excitement made his handsome and cute face red, and even one of his ears was red as if it was cooked.
"Silly child, this is not love!"
"What?" Qiu Nian widened his eyes in surprise.
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