When Zhuang Yan was holding hands and walking down the road, Xie Ning's heart beat fast.
He licked his lips and couldn't help but squeeze his hands a little tighter.
The gesture of interlocking fingers makes every finger of the two entangled together, which is a little more intimate than a general handshake.
It was as if the hearts of the two were so tightly dependent on entanglement.
Feeling Xie Ning's actions, Zhuang Yan couldn't help raising the corners of his lips.
The old hooligan's heart began to stir again. Although he had been thinking to be gentle, he still had a flirtatious taste when he said it.
"Do you think we are like a couple shopping now?"
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, and the tips of his ears turned red uncontrollably.
There were a lot of people on the street at this time. There was a music square not far away. There was an event today, and a lot of people passed by.
After the legalization of same-sex marriage, same-sex couples are not as secretive as before, and they will no longer be paid attention to when they walk on the road.
But seeing Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning, others subconsciously looked at them a few more times.
Without him, two handsome guys of this level and appearance walking together are too eye-catching.
Zhuang Yan leaned into his ear and whispered: "They must think we are a couple when they see us like this. No one would have thought that I would still follow you without a name, alas..."
He pretended to sigh, and his warm breath swept across Xie Ning's earlobe, making him even more ashamed: "Don't say it."
Xie Ning's face is too thin, he can't stand a few words of teasing, and he can't learn to fight back.
Afraid of scaring people away, Zhuang Yan chuckled, but he didn't say it anymore.
Today, Xie Ning learned his lesson, dressed in full armor, and did not give Zhuang Yan any chance to be courteous.
I don't know how the light-colored plush coat was designed, the hat was wrapped in a circle of fluff, and there were two balls at the neckline, dangling with his movements.
Zhuang Yan stared at the two balls for a while, thinking, children's clothes are not designed so cute.
He remembered that Shaining's clothes were still pretty good, and it was refreshing every time he matched it. Today, he probably took the plush warm route
He nodded in satisfaction.
Xie Ning's body looks too thin, even if he wears a lot, it will not be round like a ball, but fluffy and cute.
The two drifted with the crowd and followed the crowd to the Music Plaza.
There was probably a band performing on the stage in the middle, and there were people in a dark circle.
Zhuang Yan knew that Xie Ning didn't like crowded places, so he didn't take him to crowd the crowd.
The stage for the performance was not very high. Xie Ning looked around curiously, but only saw one head after another, which made him a little disappointed.
Zhuang Yan chuckled: "I have a way to let you see the people inside."
Xie Ning was curious: "What way?"
Zhuang Yan said slowly, "you can sit on my shoulder and I will lift you up so you can see it."
As an artist, Xie Ning quickly made up the picture in his mind after listening to his description.
Then Xie Ning glared at him: "Do you think I'm a child!"
And how could Zhuang Yan move him for such a big man.
Zhuang Yan continued to tease him: "Would you like to try, I'm very strong, I think I can definitely pick you up."
Xie Ning pouted and ignored him.
"Is this your first time visiting the square at night?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help asking when he saw him poking his head, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Xie Ning replied, "Yes."
"I don't like going out very much," he said slowly. "When I have free time, I like to stay at home and paint. Especially at night, my inspiration is always richer."
Zhuang Yan: "Do all of you artists like to create in the middle of the night? I know a screenwriter, but no matter how hard he scratches his ears during the day, he can't write a single word. At two or three in the morning, suddenly there is a rush of writing and writing."
Xie Ning thought for a while: "It's quieter at night, and there are few people to disturb, so the creative inspiration will be a little more than during the day, but it depends on the person... I'm fine, I usually go to bed around 12 o'clock."
12 o'clock is not particularly late, and the work and rest are fairly healthy. Sometimes Zhuang Yan himself is often busy until the early morning of the next day for the editing of the movie, and he has no position to teach others.
Zhuang Yan said, "Although I really want to show you, but... it's actually my first time here."
Xie Ning looked over curiously: "It's your first time here too?"
Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "You forgot how long I've been abroad. The country has changed a lot in recent years. Maybe I'm not as familiar with this place as you are."
Xie Ning just remembered that this person beside him was a "returnee" who had not returned to China for a long time.
"It's good for the first time." Zhuang Yan said, "We still have a long way to go, and we still have a long time to live together. We can create countless firsts that belong to each other. "
On the stage, the singer's crisp voice came from the speakers, but it failed to cover Zhuang Yan's deep voice.
He asked earnestly, "Does this sound particularly romantic?"
The sound of rock and roll instruments thumped, like the rumbling of Xie Ning's heartbeat.
He thought, Zhuang Yan deserves to be a director who focuses on literary and artistic films, such a simple thing, an ordinary sentence, after he said it, it suddenly became romantic.
"It's very romantic." Xie Ning also answered seriously, his fingers trembling slightly involuntarily.
Zhuang Yan thought he was being blown cold by the wind, so he glanced around, and finally found a coffee shop that looked quite upscale and had an elegant environment.
The air conditioner was on in the coffee shop, and as soon as I pushed in the door, my whole body warmed up.
This coffee shop is a little bourgeois style, with a wooden design, soft sofas, and light white tones... There is a grand piano in the center of the hall with ulterior motives, a few green plants are decorated in the corners, and the corners are placed Floor-to-ceiling bookcase with various types of magazines on it.
The design is unique without being deliberate, and it can touch the hearts of most literary and artistic youths.
There is a small box on the second floor. Zhuang Yan is not the kind who can drink coffee in the hall, so he decisively took Xie Ning to the second floor.
According to Shainin's taste, he ordered a cup of hot milk and a few small cakes.
Looking out from the window on the second floor, you can just see the crowd in the music square. Although it is a little far away, the overlooking angle is also different.
"To be honest, this is the first time I've been to a roadside coffee shop." Zhuang Yan's hand was loosely placed on the table.
In the past, when others wanted to invite him for coffee, they would have to ask him three times and four times. When he nodded in a condescending manner and agreed, he would find a top-notch cafe and sit for an hour or two admiring his face.
Xie Ning listened to him slowly, sometimes laughing: "It's not down to earth at all."
Zhuang Yan pays attention to elegance everywhere, and the two words tacky and earthy have nothing to do with his eight lifetimes.
Someone once complained about whether he wanted to drink a cup of cold white water, and he had to choose snow water that melted from the mountains, put it in a delicate porcelain bowl, and garnished it with a few petals.
Zhuang Yan: "…"
Zhuang Yan: "Don't believe these words. They made fun of me by spreading false rumors. They are more exaggerated than the Mary Sue in the novel."
Xie Ning remembered that Zhuang Yan was dragged by him to the casserole shop near X University, and his attire and temperament were out of place, but he ate with him little by little.
It took a long time for the freshly ground coffee to be served. Zhuang Yan added a cube of sugar, mixed it with a spoon, and took a shallow sip: "But with you, I don't mind what I do."
Xie Ning blinked and heard Zhuang Yan continue: "Probably because this is the first time I have fallen in love with someone."
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "It's my first time..."
"What's the first time?" Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows, put the spoon on the cup, and made a clear sound with the bottom of the cup. He asked in a low voice, "It's the first time you like someone?"
Xie Ning nodded, then seemed to remember something, and was stunned again.
Xu Qing…
He seems to have never explained his relationship with Xu Qing to Zhuang Yan.
For a long time, Zhuang Yan never mentioned anything related to Xu Qing in front of him, as if he was avoiding this person on purpose.
Therefore, Xie Ning subconsciously also forgot Xu Qing in the back of his mind.
Xie Ning pursed his lips.
But everyone knows that Xu Qing is his ex-boyfriend.
Zhuang Yanhe... Does he really care about Xu Qing
Will Zhuang Yan not believe what he said just now, thinking that he is lying to him...
Xie Ning's breathing became rapid, and his heart felt inexplicably painful.
"You..." He clenched the corner of his clothes with his hand under the table, but confirmed Zhuang Yan's words with a particularly serious tone, "You are the first person I like. I didn't lie to you."
He racked his brains to organize the language, trying to make himself explain a little more clearly: "Xu Qing, Xu Qing's affairs are not what you think..."
Zhuang Yan was taken aback: "I think so?"
Xie Ning didn't know that Zhuang Yan had asked Qi Rui about him, so he just pretended that Zhuang Delay was meeting, and eagerly reached out and grabbed Zhuang Yan's sleeve: "I never liked him."
Even though he had already guessed it, Zhuang Yan's heart softened when Xie Ning said so himself.
The corners of his lips curled up uncontrollably.
Instead, he held Xie Ning's slightly trembling hand and comforted: "Don't worry, speak slowly, I'm listening."
Xie Ning took a deep breath: "I was with him at the time, yes, for a reason."
Zhuang Yan: "Well, I know."
Xie Ning was stunned again: "You know?"
"I guessed it." Zhuang Yan lowered his eyes and smiled, "Actually, I know you have nothing to do with him. Although I don't know the reason, if I want to check, I can definitely check it out."
"It's just that I want to hear you tell me."
Xie Ning's eyes quickly turned red.
He lowered his head and took a deep breath, his tone was dry when he spoke: "Xu Qing... At that time he chased me for two years, and I never paid any attention to him. After graduating from college, my mother... My mother kept introducing me to girls, she She has a very tough attitude, sometimes she asks me to have a meal with me, and when I arrive, I find out that she has brought someone else here... I, I don't like this very much."
The more he talked, the drier his throat became, and Zhuang Yan tenderly handed the milk to him: "don't be in such a hurry, take a sip to moisten your throat first."
Xie Ning licked his dry lips, drank two sips of milk obediently, and his voice softened: "Once, my mother tried to trick me out of a blind date, and was hit by Xu Qing. He pretended to be me. My boyfriend, helped me out of the siege... Later, for some reason, this matter spread, and they all said that I was dating Xu Qing."
Zhuang Yan snorted: "You didn't clarify?"
As soon as he said it, he regretted it.
This question is too hasty. Originally, with Xie Ning's "everything has nothing to do with me" temperament, he is not someone who would care about these rumors.
Sure enough, Xie Ning lowered his head: "I... I don't care."
Zhuang Yan nodded, without showing any displeased expression, he just made a casual question.
Xie Ning was uneasy, and then explained: "I later found it very convenient... In the name of Xu Qing, my mother and my mother no longer forced me as before, and my reasons for refusal were also sufficient, and then Xu Qing Qing found me and asked if I could give him a chance... He said... "
On that day, Xu Qing was affectionate and said that he hoped Xie Ning would give him a chance to try it with him.
He said a lot of words, what is only nominally together first, he will not force Xie Ning, and everything will follow Xie Ning's wishes and so on.
Xie Ning happened to need an excuse to reject Xia Wan. Hearing Xu Qing's rhetoric, he couldn't help but feel a little moved.
Zhuang Yan took another sip of his coffee, and asked in as calm a tone as possible, "So you agreed?"
Xie Ning shook his head: "I was a little hesitant at the time. Later, Yan Xi told me that he hoped that I could stop being closed off and have more contact with others, so that I could try to respond to other people's feelings. He thought that Xu Qing was a good person back then. …”
"Yan Xi?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help but grit his teeth, but he didn't expect Yan Xi to step in here.
Xie Ning shrank his neck and explained for his friend: "He was wrong at that time, but he regretted it very much later, saying that he was blind, and he kept persuading me to break up with Xu Qing."
Zhuang Yan sneered: "He is quite blind."
Even with the identity of a boyfriend, Xie Ning's attitude towards Xu Qing was as cold as ever.
He didn't have the slightest affection for Xu Qing.
Later, Xu Qing probably felt that Xie Ning couldn't get any sweetness here, and began to reveal his true nature.
Xie Ning also mentioned breaking up with Xu Qing, but Xu Qing didn't know what to think and was unwilling to live or die.
Xie Ning used Xu Qing's titular boyfriend as a shield, and the effect was not bad. He didn't care about Xu Qing's reputation outside, so he was not very determined to break up.
Xie Ning once thought that he would never fall in love with anyone in his life, nor would he be with anyone.
He thought he would spend this life alone, so his nominal boyfriend, as long as he didn't interfere with his life, whether it was Zhang San or Li Si, had nothing to do with him.
After listening to him talk about the cause and effect, Zhuang Yan let out a long breath.
"Then do you still need a shield now? I think I may be hundreds of times better than Xu Qing." He looked at Xie Ning's nervous expression and wanted to liven up the atmosphere, so he couldn't help but make a joke.
Xie Ning was stunned for a moment, and then slowly blushed: "...No need."
Zhuang Yan showed a disappointed expression.
Xie Ning whispered: "You are not a shield."
Zhuang Yan asked, "Then what am I?"
Xie Ning said seriously: "If... If I promise you, I must really want to be with you, not use you as a shield."
Zhuang Yan felt warm in his heart and couldn't help rubbing his head: "I know. I was just joking with you."
After a pause, he asked melancholy again, "I don't know when I will be able to wait for your response."
The milk in Shainin's cup was almost bottomed out, and he pursed his lips.
"It's okay." Zhuang Yan smiled, "You think about it slowly, it doesn't matter how long I wait, I'll chase you for two years if it's a big deal."
Who knows Xie Ning subconsciously retorted: "It won't be that long..."
Zhuang Yan looked at him in surprise, and Xie Ning suddenly stopped talking.
Zhuang Yan didn't want to force him, and thought of another thing in his heart, and he couldn't help asking: "The tattoo on the wrist is engraved with a bird, what does it mean?"
He originally thought that this tattoo had something to do with Xu Qing, but now listening to Xie Ning's explanation, it should not be the case.
Although Shainin is an art lover, he doesn't look like a tattooist.
Zhuang Yan has been curious about this tattoo for a long time.
Xie Ning heard the words, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his heart beat fast, his hand tightly held the wall of the cup, and the phalanx was a little blue.
He said with difficulty: "...Tattoo?"
"You saw it that day when you were drunk." Zhuang Yan explained, "Bird, does it have any special meaning?"
Xie Ning was silent for a while, and his breathing calmed down a little bit.
"No special meaning," he said.
"It means free and unfettered."
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