After a series of baptisms by almost men, Ren Qinglin found that there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wanted to laugh a little.
Habits are horrible.
The two ate a bunch of snacks, and finally Ren Qinglin opened a moon cake, broke it in half, and Jianran half of it. Jian Ran thought that the moon cake was too sweet, but she still ate his half.
Before leaving, Jian Ran asked Ren Qinglin, "what are you going to do tomorrow."
Ren Qinglin said: "Playing with mobile phones and watching TV in the hotel."
"Would you like to come to my house?"
Ren Qinglin was slightly surprised, "Uncle and auntie..."
"They're going to Macau to be chic."
"Why didn't the senior go with them?" Ren Qinglin blinked, "Is it for me?"
Jane answered naturally: "Of course."
Ren Qinglin suffocated in his chest.
"You are the one I brought, and I have no reason to leave you behind."
Ren Qinglin coughed lightly and silently looked at the senior's profile.
He understood, what is "invisible and sultry, the most deadly".
Jian Ran raised her head and drank the last bit of beer. "Tomorrow, you will wait for my news, and then wait for me at the door of the hotel." Jian Ran threw the empty can into the trash can two meters away from him, "Go, good night."
It was too late the day before, when Jane woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. His "forgotten cubs" parents left early, and even the refrigerator was sent to the pet store for foster care, and he was the only one at home.
Jian Ran sent Ren Qinglin a WeChat message from the bed, and yawned to brush her teeth and wash her face.
Ren Qinglin was wearing Jian Ran's clothes from the inside out, standing at the door of the hotel, playing with her mobile phone while waiting for Jian Ran.
A red Ford Raptor pulled up from the entrance and attracted a lot of attention. This kind of off-road vehicle is relatively rare in China. The wheels are twice as big as that of a general car, and it is very popular with some farmers in the United States. To drive such a car in the city, apart from pretending to force Ren Qinglin, he couldn't think of a second reason.
The car window opened, and Jane's sleep-deprived face was revealed, "Get in the car."
"..." Yes, such a flamboyant and flamboyant car really conforms to Jian Ran's aesthetics.
Ren Qinglin calmly sat in the co-pilot, "Where are we going?"
"Let's take you to breakfast."
Ren Qinglin laughed, "Looking at your posture, I thought we were going to drive into the mountains."
Jian Ran said lazily, "I took a car key and found out it was this car when I got to the garage."
Ren Qinglin noticed that the ring on Jian Ran's left hand had been taken off. He pursed his lips and quietly put the ring in his hand into his pocket.
Jian Ran chose an old-fashioned tea restaurant. The decoration was a bit shabby, but the seats were already full. The two waited for half an hour before it was their turn.
The waiter brought the menu, Jian Ran ticked a row of ticks on her favorite dim sum, and handed the menu to Ren Qinglin, "Let's see what you want to eat."
Ren Qinglin added a few more items. They seem to have ordered a lot, but the Cantonese-style morning tea is small and delicate.
Sitting behind them, two young girls watched them secretly for a long time. One of them, a girl with European makeup, came to Ren Qinglin and smiled generously: "Beautiful boy, can you compare your WeChat to me?"
Jian Ran was worried that Ren Qinglin would not understand, and was about to translate when she heard Ren Qinglin say, "I'm already married to the left."
The girl showed a surprised expression, said "Sorry" and returned to her position, whispering to her companions.
Jian Ran was also a little surprised, "You speak Cantonese so well?"
Ren Qinglin smiled: "Some daily conversations are okay."
"Not bad, how long have you been studying?" Jian Ran said, "but, do you always use marriage to block peach blossoms?"
"This is faster." Ren Qinglin paused and added, "I wouldn't do this at school."
Jian Ran said indifferently, "you can use it, just don't involve me."
Ren Qinglin lowered his head, sprinkled the sauce on the rice rolls, and said casually, "Why?"
"what?"
Ren Qinglin raised her eyes and stared at Jian Ran, "Since the senior doesn't plan to fall in love before the divorce, wouldn't it be good to admit to others that our relationship is good, because like the senior, I have no plans to date others."
Jian Ran frowned, "Ren Qinglin, are you stupid for breakfast?"
Ren Qinglin: ? ?
"Isn't admitting our relationship to others equal to coming out of the closet? We are straight men, why come out when we have nothing to do? After we divorce, don't we stop falling in love?"
Ren Qinglin didn't want to laugh, "... It's still the senior who thought it through."
"You're just too young." Jian Ran's face was inscrutable, "I'm too impulsive when I'm in trouble, I don't think about the consequences, so I'd better learn more."
After the morning tea, Jian Ran found that Ren Qinglin's expression was a little cold, and he didn't say much. Jane asked him, "Is something unpalatable?"
"no."
Jian Ran tentatively said, "Is that tired?"
"A bit."
"Okay, I'll take you back to the hotel to rest."
Ren Qinglin was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Jian Ran was about to stop the car at the entrance of the hotel, he sighed as if admitting defeat, "Can I go to the senior's house?"
Jian Ran was puzzled: "Why are you going to my house? Calling the 'break-up kitchen'? "
Ren Qinglin's eyelids jumped, "I can't fight."
"You can play it, my family also has this game."
Ren Qing said without changing his face: "I can't fight, I broke my hand when I slept yesterday."
Jian Ran: "..."
Jane took Ren Qinglin home. Jian's house is a three-story river view room with European-style decoration, which is transparent and bright. You can enjoy the river view while sitting on the sofa.
Jian Ran made a pot of tea for Ren Qinglin, "Here."
Ren Qinglin asked, "Have you brought anyone else to the house?"
"That's quite a lot. I have a few small hairs, and they often go to each other's door."
"What about the university ones? Like Shen Zixiao and Ji Yuanxi?"
"That's not it."
Ren Qinglin's expression was so good-looking, he took a sip of tea and said, "Go to the senior's bedroom and take a look."
Jian Ran's bedroom is the same as most boys', full of personality. There are several posters of football stars on the wall, the bed is messy, and there is a "Frostmourne" beside the bed.
Jian Ran lowered the air-conditioning in the room by one degree, and said, "Sit whatever you want, you're welcome."
"I didn't intend to be polite." Ren Qinglin glanced at Jian Ran's bed, but chose to sit down on the sofa, "Looking for a movie to watch?"
"Otherwise?" Jian Ran sarcastically said, "Your hand is broken - what do you want to see?"
Ignoring Jian Ran's hesitation, Ren Qinglin chose a literary film. The rhythm of the movie is slow and the soundtrack is slow. Jian Ran fell asleep after watching it for three minutes, and fell asleep after thirty minutes.
Ren Qinglin turned down the TV and looked at the senior who was lying on the sofa with his head tilted.
Jian Ran's tanned skin in Thailand was completely white, and her face was white and soft, which made people want to reach out and pinch. When he fell asleep, his usual publicity was gone, and he was as cute and cute as in front of strange elders.
Ren Qinglin stood up, bent over, and hugged Jian Ran.
Jian Ran frowned slightly, mumbled, and fell asleep again.
Ren Qinglin felt the weight in his hands, the senior was much lighter than he thought. He carefully placed the person on the bed, covered the quilt, then stood by the bed, looked down for a while, leaned over and hugged Jian Ran across the quilt.
"The bed is full of seniors' taste." He whispered.