"If you want me to change, I will listen to you completely. This is better." After Lin Yao started singing, he didn't look at Guan Ze again, his eyes were a little wandering, "I want you to do something but you don't want to think about it. I tell you to go left but you go right. I want you to change but you are not happy about anything. How can I live like this..."
Guan Ze was listening in a trance. Lin Yao's voice was very clear, and the way he sang was different from his usual speaking style. It was very flavorful.
Just as he was thinking about it, Lin Yao suddenly took down the microphone, jumped off the stage, and walked in front of him.
"Now I realize that this is how we are. Hey, I don't care what you want now," Lin Yao stepped on the sofa next to him, leaning closer to him with his elbows on his legs, "What do you want me to do, what do you want me to do, what do you want me to do..."
Guan Ze looked at him and smiled. Lin Yao had obviously drunk too much. Guan Ze finally understood what happened to him in the parking lot that day. This kid can only drink one glass at a time.
This was the first time that Lin Yao did not avoid his gaze. Every time before, Lin Yao would quickly look away, but now he kept looking into his eyes.
At the end of the song, the sofa was too soft, and Lin Yao lost his balance and swayed. He simply threw himself forward, propped up Guan Ze's head with his hands, and knelt beside him with one leg: "What else do you want me to do?"
After singing, Lin Yaohuang returned to the stage and clipped the microphone back to the stand. The whole room shouted, "One more song."
"Get lost," Lin Yao smiled, "Remember this moment."
Lian Jun smiled and took a sip of wine. He turned to look at Guan Ze and leaned towards him: "Lin Yao rarely sings a song when he comes out with us twenty times. Today I can see that he is singing for you..."
Guan Ze didn't say anything. Lian Jun gave him a thumbs up and said, "You're awesome."
"What are you talking about?" Lin Yao walked over and fell to his seat, patting Lian Jun on the face, "Stop talking nonsense."
"How could I dare with your temper?" Lian Jun said nothing else and went to play dice with others.
"Is it on the menu?" Lin Yao searched carefully on the coffee table, took out a can of Red Bull, and confirmed that it was not beer. Then he was ready to open it and drink it. However, his fingers were a little weak and he couldn't open it after trying for a long time.
"You are the person whose singing is most different from his usual state that I have ever seen..." Guan Ze took the can from him and opened it.
"Really?" Lin Yao was happy and patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "Because I'm drunk, Mr. Guan."
"I see." Guan Ze nodded. Lin Yao patted his shoulders so hard that they felt sore. If he hadn't been drunk, he wouldn't have done that even if he had twenty-five guts.
"Don't drink." Lin Yao leaned back on the sofa and pulled one leg onto the sofa, hugging his knee. "If you drink, no one will drive you."
“Yeah.” Guan Ze discovered that one advantage of Lin Yao being drunk was that he was very relaxed. When talking to him, he wasn’t always nervous like a chicken that was ready to explode at any moment
"But you can smoke." Lin Yao took out a cigarette box from his body, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then searched for a lighter for a long time to light it.
"I don't smoke."
Lin Yao turned his head and looked at him, took a puff of cigarette, tilted his head back and blew a few times, three beautiful smoke rings floated out, before the smoke rings dissipated, he took another puff, blew a thin white smoke towards the center of the smoke ring, passed through the three smoke rings, and finally gathered into a ball and slowly disappeared: "I didn't realize you were a non-smoker."
"I didn't notice you were smoking," Guan Ze took the cup and drank a cup of tea, "You're still a technical expert."
"I started smoking when I was in college," Lin Yao flicked the ash off his cigarette, "I was always worried about a lot of things back then."
"Kid." Guan Ze was a little disapproving. It was obvious to Lin Yao that he was spoiled since he was young, with parents and an older brother. How could a child who was brought up in such a way, who was cared for so much, understand what really upset things were
"Whatever, a child is a child," Lin Yao giggled for a while, his eyes narrowed into two corners, "Boss Guan, I have to take a leave next week."
"Why?"
"I think I'll feel ashamed when I get home and I won't be able to go to work next week."
"Didn't you say that you don't need to be shameless when you see me?"
"I was talking about Jian Hengdao, not Guan Ze," Lin Yao sighed, "Let's go, I want to vomit."
When it was time to leave, no one was willing to leave, saying they hadn't had enough fun. Qi Jian had been playing dice, so he looked up and waved his hand, "Lin Yao must have drunk too much, let's go back first."
Lin Yao turned around and looked at Qi Jian, wanting to go over and ask Brother Qi if he had eaten something spoiled today. In the past, if he wanted to leave early, Qi Jian would not let him go until he had been bothered for half an hour. But today, he actually came out to smooth things over for him.
"Thank you, Brother Qi," Lin Yao clasped his fists to everyone in the room, "My dear heroes, I'll host you next week."
"It's high," someone replied, "Go back to sleep."
Lian Jun followed them out of the box and grabbed Lin Yao's arm: "Why are you going back? Are you planning to drive?"
"I'll take him there." Guan Ze said.
"Go in and have your fun." Lin Yao pushed Lian Jun back into the box and turned to walk downstairs.
Guan Ze saw that he was walking a little unsteadily but still steady, so he did not go over to help him, but just followed behind, wondering whether he should grab the collar or pull the belt if the child suddenly fell forward.
But all the way to the parking lot, Lin Yao was very proud not to fall down, and when he got to the car, he leaned against it and said, "Oh, I'm fucked, I drank too much, I'm so drunk, I'm dizzy and crazy."
"Get in." Guan Ze wanted to laugh when he heard him talking so much. He opened the car door and pushed him in. "You talk too much and you keep making new tricks."
"My mom has always said that I talk too much since I was little," Lin Yao closed his eyes, "My mom thinks that children who talk a lot are popular..."
"Do you have any new words? Tell me so I can broaden my horizons." Guan Ze got into the car, closed the door, and suddenly moved towards Lin Yao.
Lin Yao opened his eyes and saw Guan Ze's face, which was less than 10 centimeters away from him. He was startled at first, and then he didn't believe that Guan Ze could be so proactive. He subconsciously yelled, "What are you doing!"
"Ouch," Guan Ze was so frightened by the shout that he almost jumped up and hit the roof of the car. "Seat belt! Why are you shouting?"
"Oh." Lin Yao's face immediately flushed, and he really wanted to bang his head against the car window and faint. In the confusion, he uttered another sentence, "I thought you..."
"Do you think I want to take advantage of you?" Guan Ze pulled out his seat belt and buckled it, then started the car. "I'm not drunk."
"Hey, stop talking." Lin Yao rubbed his face a few times, touching the wound on his left cheek, and he gasped in pain.
"Take a nap. I'll call you when we get home." Guan Ze saw his embarrassment and didn't say anything else.
When the car was halfway through the drive and passing a bridge, Lin Yao, who had been snuggling in the passenger seat with his eyes closed and pretending to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.
"What's wrong?" Guan Ze glanced at him, released the accelerator, and the car slowed down.
"Stop the car, I'm going to die." Lin Yao frowned and unbuckled his seat belt.
Guan Ze quickly parked the car on the bridge, thinking that Lin Yao was about to vomit, but he admired Lin Yao very much. This kid refused to speak properly even when he was about to vomit.
After stopping the car, Guan Ze got out and went around to the back to get a bottle of water. He found that Lin Yao had not gotten out of the car yet, so he went over and opened the passenger door, leaning his hands on the roof and looking at Lin Yao: "Are you going to vomit now or later?"
Lin Yao didn't say anything. He felt sick to his stomach and wanted to slow down before getting off the car. He frowned and turned to glance at Guan Ze. He originally wanted to just take a quick look, but after taking one look he couldn't take his eyes away.
The way Guan Ze bent over and supported the roof of the car stretched out his collar, which already had two buttons unbuttoned. Without a close look, one could clearly see his collarbone and chest. Lin Yao instantly felt his breathing quicken.
It is said that alcohol is something that you should not touch. Even if you do touch it, you should not just gulp it down like drinking boiled water. This can easily cause mistakes, especially cause people to have seizures.
Without giving it a second thought, Lin Yao reached out of the car, touched Guan Ze's collar, and pressed it on his chest.
Guan Ze's warm skin made his brain so full of blood that everything he saw in his eyes almost turned red. He jumped out of the car and moved closer to Guan Ze. He wanted to kiss Guan Ze on the mouth.
His action made Guan Ze freeze in place, staring at him without even having time to dodge away.
Lin Yao also stopped. The sanity that survived in a corner closed his sinful mouth at the last second, so he also froze and stared at Guan Ze face to face.
"Are you going to spit on my face?" Guan Ze looked at him for a while, then stood up and took a step back. "Or are you going to spit in my clothes?"
After Guan Ze's reminder, Lin Yao finally remembered that his original goal was to vomit. When he thought of this goal, he immediately felt his stomach churning. Not caring that his previous behavior had probably labeled him a pervert, he rolled and crawled to the side of the bridge, hugged the railing and began to vomit.
Guan Ze followed him, stood behind him, and patted him on the back from time to time.
After vomiting for about five minutes, Lin Yao finally felt better. He hung himself on the bridge railing and didn't want to move. A gust of night wind blew over him, and he felt much more comfortable: "Oh my god, I'm peeing three meters into the wind..."
Guan Ze was a little worried when he saw Lin Yao vomiting, but he immediately laughed when he heard what he said. He unscrewed the water in his hand and handed it to Lin Yao: "You are vomiting."
"Damn it," Lin Yao took the water, "Don't pick on a drunk kid."
"Well, I'm not picky. You just peed three feet into the wind." Guan Ze returned to the car and took out a pack of wet wipes, took out a piece and put it in his hand, "Wipe your face, don't touch your garlic pit."
Lin Yao turned around and wanted to curse, but his stomach felt like it had been stomped on, so he had to shut up and rinse his mouth while wiping his face with a tissue. "Boss Guan, I'm sorry, I'll take my time. If I go back like this, my mother will lose her memory."
"Go back to the car and sit down. It's too windy here." Guan Ze saw that he had almost finished vomiting, so he came over, grabbed his arm, and half-lifted and half-supported him back to the car.
"Thank you." Lin Yao closed his eyes and sighed. You are so embarrassed that you have thrown yourself out of the solar system. Lin Yao, how dare you go to work
Guan Ze also got into the car. Lin Yao looked like he was about to fall asleep. He looked at the time and it was just 11 o'clock, so he turned off the engine and the lights, took out his cell phone to play with the sports car, and let Lin Yao get some sleep.
Lin Yao has been very quiet since he vomited. There are basically no cars passing by on the bridge at this time. It is very quiet all around, except for his cell phone which has the volume set to the lowest setting.
Guan Ze played for a while and his neck felt a little sore, so he reclined the seat and lay down to play with his phone. Accompanied by Lin Yao's soft snoring, he actually ran all the way to the last level. It was quite magical, because he always gave up halfway through the run before.
He wanted to play one more round, but his hands were sore again. In order to prevent the phone from hitting his face, he had to sit up again. He looked at Lin Yao again, and saw that he was sleeping with a frown on his face, just like last time, and his hair was messy.
"Hey, go to sleep." Guan Ze got out of the car, locked it, left a gap in the window on Lin Yao's side, and then slowly walked along the bridge.
Guan Ze likes to take walks. He feels most comfortable walking on unfamiliar roads. He has no idea what is ahead and has a very fresh feeling. This feeling is very important. He has always been afraid that one day he will lose interest in the unknown. If he loses interest in unknown things and unknown people, life will be really meaningless.
He once seriously believed that there was no meaning in his life. It didn't matter whether he was dead or alive, how he died or how he lived. He didn't want to recall those days because the darkness made him feel suffocated.
That was also his past that he didn't want the people around him to know, so when he saw Qi Jian, he was very surprised and a little worried. He didn't want Lin Yao to know about his past that he couldn't bear to look back on.
I don’t know how long I walked back and forth on the bridge when Guan Ze’s cell phone rang. He picked it up and took a look. It was Lin Yao.
"Awake?" He picked up the phone and started walking back.
"Well," Lin Yao's voice was still a little confused, "Where have you been, hero? You locked me in the car."
"It's on the bridge. Go right over."
When he got back to the car, Lin Yao was studying his face in the rearview mirror under the light of the street lamp on the bridge. When he saw him coming, he turned around and asked, "Will I scare my mother like this?"
"You don't look very well," Guan Ze turned on the light and looked at him seriously for a while, "but you look like you haven't woken up yet, not like you've drunk too much."
"I didn't drink too much to begin with," Lin Yao lowered his head and adjusted his hair, "I just drank too quickly and made you angry."
"Lin Yao." Guan Ze got in the car, started the taxi but didn't drive immediately.
"Hmm?" Lin Yao responded with his head lowered.
"I'm sorry for not telling you that Hengdao and Guanze are the same person," Guanze said formally, "I really don't mean to make fun of you, I just think it would be more embarrassing for you to say it, but the more time passes, the more I can't say it."
Lin Yao looked up at him for a long time, and finally smiled: "It's okay, that's right, I really didn't intend to let you know that I have feelings for you. It's not a big deal in the first place, I just thought about it for fun when I was free, mainly... It's really... embarrassing."
"It's nothing to be ashamed of," Guan Ze slowly drove the car onto the main road, "You just think too much. Logically speaking, you shouldn't be the kind of person who thinks so much."
"It depends on what it is, right? You can't stop thinking about everything," Lin Yao's tone suddenly became a little lonely, "Liking a man is different from other things."
"Really?" Guan Ze looked at the road ahead illuminated by the car lights. Lin Yao's current appearance gave him a completely different feeling. This kid also had this side of him.
Lin Yao took a wet tissue and covered his face with it. He leaned on the seat for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Guan Ze, do you feel uncomfortable? Or disgusted or something?"
"What?"
"Just that I have some thoughts about you."
"Really not," Guan Ze smiled and reached out to remove the tissue from his face, "It's not a disgusting thing to have thoughts about someone."