Jin Linkun: "..."
The child looked quite calm, leaning on the sofa with a completely empty glass beside him, looking at him with his head sideways.
Jin Linkun took off his glasses, wiped them, put them on again, picked up the bottle of wine and looked at it carefully: "That's it, I might be able to explain—"
Halfway through the words, it suddenly stopped in his throat, and he couldn't continue.
Yu Sheng looked at him, his eyes suddenly rolled down.
The boy is usually straight and his shoulders are straighter than anyone else. Now he is very relaxed and sunk in the sofa, resting on the back, and quietly raising the corner of his mouth.
There was a bit of clean moisture in the eyes.
…
Jin Linkun's heartbeat seemed to stop for a while.
He took a breath, raised his hand to put Yu Sheng's forehead, and touched it.
Yu Sheng didn't hide, leaned his body, his short hair that was tied a little took the initiative to touch his palm, and rubbed it slightly.
After all, he is also the leader of No. 3 Middle School. He has drank a lot of beer, but Yu Sheng's alcohol intake is actually not that bad.
Even if Jin Linkun took care of him for such a long time without drinking alcohol, he would not suddenly declare war with a loud voice like those piled up on the sofa, and then take out the papers from nowhere to compete with the timer on the spot.
But he doesn't seem to want to wake up.
Consciousness was a little duller than usual, and some uncontrollable emotions rushed out, and his chest was so hot that it was like a hot water bottle.
The eyes always seem to be covered with a layer of fog, and I can't see anything clearly, and it seems that I can keep everything in my heart.
"Brother." Yu Sheng was half-sunk in the sofa, holding Jin Linkun's hand, and said, "Brother."
He didn't say anything, just called him one after another.
The overlapping palms seemed to follow, little by little and quietly burning.
Jin Linkun raised his hand, knuckles bent slightly, and lightly touched the tip of his eyelashes.
"I'm here." Jin Linkun looked at him, his fingers lightly to one side, soaking the moisture from the end of his eyes, "Laugh again, be obedient."
The child was too obedient, reacted for a while, the corners of his lips raised, and his usually cold and sharp eyebrows bowed obediently.
Jin Linkun's eyes were also bent, and he touched his hair: "Did you bring the key?"
On the day of the end of the games, he couldn't hold back, and gave Yu Sheng the key to the house in the equipment room, but he didn't know where Yu Sheng received it.
I didn't even tell me when I asked. I wanted to tie another little dinosaur's keychain to it, but it didn't work.
Yu Sheng turned his head to the side, thought for a while under his palm, nodded, and opened his neckline.
A thin red line protruded from the boy's neck.
Jin Linkun was stunned.
"To use it? I'll borrow it from you first."
Yu Sheng sat up a little, raised his hand to pick it down: "Just this one, remember to pay me back—"
Jin Linkun couldn't help holding his hand: "No."
The teenager sank into the sofa, sitting a little lower than him, raised his eyes and looked up at him slightly.
"Need not."
Jin Linkun spoke softly, leaned down, separated him from the chaotic living room, and put him in his arms.
He propped up the sofa, groped to find the boy's hand, held the key and sent it back: "Here it is, take it well."
The two of them were on the sofa and didn't know what to do. Liang Yifan was comforting a drunk who was making a fuss about getting his grades.
"… "
Liang Yifan quickly kept silent, sneaked over without leaving a trace, and smuggled the papers back for a little processing, each of whom sent one: "Okay, okay, you are all very good, every opponent will meet a good talent, all 100%, look. Does this little red flower look good…”
The light bulbs in the room could not be shipped out, so Jin Linkun decided to change his mind and help the children hide the keys in the collars again: "Wait for me for a while."
He stood up, simply packed a few things, and explained a few words to Ding Zhengjiao and the others in a low voice.
"No, no!" Ding Zhengjiao was taken aback, "Kunshen, you and Brother Sheng stay at home, we'll go get cold water and transport them away within three minutes..."
Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows. Before he could speak, Liang Yifan quickly covered the mouth of the group leader of the seventh group with his eyes and hands: "No problem, no problem. God Kun, you can go out with Brother Sheng."
Liang Yifan glanced around and spoke quickly: "We must lock the doors and windows, never touch things, and tidy up the living room. When they wake up, they will be sent home safely."
Jin Linkun smiled: "Thank you."
He turned back to lead Yu Sheng who was still sitting on the sofa, brought the person to his side, and spoke patiently in a low voice.
Ding Zhengjiao still felt that this was inappropriate, so he tugged at Liang Yifan: "Is this okay, let's occupy Brother Sheng's house and let the two of them run out?"
"What do you think Kunshen is taking Brother Sheng out for?"
Liang Yifan is already a mature light bulb, patted him on the shoulder, very mysterious: "You must know, Brother Sheng is an adult today. Coming of age is a memorable day. An adult Brother Sheng is going to a different place than usual. …”
Ding Zhengjiao didn't react yet: "What do you mean, where is God Kun taking Brother Sheng?"
Of course, this kind of words cannot be said clearly. Liang Yifan hates that iron is not steel, and he has to explain in a low voice when he is pulling him. Yu Sheng, who was led by Jin Linkun to pack his things, just heard it: "He wants to take me out, and I can only do it when I am an adult. thing."
Liang Yifan: "..."
Ding Zhengjiao: "..."
Of course, this amount of wine is not enough to really bring down the tyrant of Dangtang No. 3 Middle School.
But Yu Sheng followed Jin Linkun, and his body and mind were very relaxed. He didn't deliberately stay awake, so his whole person was still somewhat affected by alcohol.
Everyone's reaction to alcohol influence is different. Some people will be very active, some people will be very chaotic, and some people will be very sleepy and won't wake up when they scream.
Yu Sheng is neither.
Yu Sheng is very honest.
I answered what I asked, my thinking was smooth and logical, and I looked more rational than usual.
Not listening.
Seeing that Yu Sheng had to go into more detail, Liang Yifan was quick-witted, picked up the strawberry-flavored lollipop for three seconds, and put it into Yu Sheng's mouth: "Brother, I understand, you eat candy, and Kun God asked to buy it... "
Seeing that Brother Sheng actually stood by himself with a lollipop, Xia Junhua held his chin and couldn't help but regret: "Is it bad to hear Brother Sheng?"
"Of course." Cen Rui patted him on the shoulder, "I'll give you a question. Do you think that after Brother Sheng wakes up, it will probably take a few seconds for us to disappear into this world without a trace."
Xia Junhua: "..."
Xia Junhua and everyone worked together to send Brother Sheng and Kunshen out of the house.
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Jin Linkun ordered a taxi, took Yu Sheng and sat in the back seat with him, and whispered to him: "Tell them not to touch your things. Let them wake up for a while, and they won't be able to go home... "
"fine."
Yu Sheng was still eating a lollipop, her cheeks bulged a little, biting her little white stick and muttering: "There's nothing."
The child was wearing a coat, and his body was a little hot. I don't know if it was because of the commotion just now or because of the little alcohol. His ears were redder than usual, and his whole body looked extra soft.
Sitting in the back row with him, with a lollipop in his mouth, with both hands on his knees, You Chee sticks to him obediently.
Although he is an adult, he looks a little younger than usual.
Jin Linkun couldn't help it, turned sideways, and rubbed his hair again: "Do you know where to go?"
Yu Sheng looked up.
He watched Jin Linkun for a while before he realized what the other party was asking, thought about it carefully, and shook his head.
Jin Linkun chuckled and tapped his forehead: "You dare to come out with me if you don't know?"
His strength was very light, more like a touch between Yu Sheng's forehead. The curled knuckles stuck to his forehead for a while, and then slid down the bridge of his nose, scratching the tip of his nose either lightly or heavily.
"Anywhere."
Yu Sheng didn't seem to be used to this kind of action, so he pursed the corner of his mouth lightly, didn't dodge, and lowered his head around his palm: "You can go anywhere."
Jin Linkun smiled, and was about to tell him the truth, when Yu Sheng suddenly took two swipes into his pocket, took out a handful of all kinds of snacks, and stuffed them all into his hands.
... No wonder Cen Rui and the others suddenly looked around to see if they had lost a bag of snacks when the birthday party was halfway through.
Seeing the child calmly stuffing colorful snacks into his hands, Jin Linkun coughed lightly, quickly pocketed his shirt, and turned his side to block the increasingly curious eyes of the driver in the rearview mirror: "Why so? many?"
The last time Yu Sheng suddenly gave him candy like this was to make him come back before he finished eating. This time the two of them are not separated, obviously not for this purpose.
Seeing that Yu Sheng was still stuffing two cans of Wangzai's milk in the pocket of his coat, Jin Linkun could hardly hold it, so he could catch the two red cans of milk: "Friend, your coat pocket is a bit big..."
Yu Sheng opened the zipper and took out a large bag of Want Want Snow Cakes.
Jin Linkun: "..."
The boy was tall and thin, and it was not obvious that he had hidden things on his body. When he went out, no one noticed that he had brought so many things with him.
Jin Linkun didn't ask him why he suddenly gave him snacks this time. Seeing that the driver in front was so curious that he was going crazy, he almost raised his hand to turn off the radio and started chatting with the passengers in the back seat. He coughed in time: "Master, turn right at the intersection ahead."
The driver let out a very regretful sigh.
Yu Sheng still didn't react a bit, and still sat next to him in a very orderly manner, holding the pile of small snacks and looking up at him.
Jin Linkun couldn't help pulling the corner of his lower lip.
"I take it."
He looked into Yu Sheng's eyes, took the person over, wrapped his chest and shoulders, bowed his head and kissed his hair: "Put it all away and take you home."
…
It was said that they were all kept. In the end, Jin Linkun's whole body didn't have so many things in his pockets, so he still half persuaded and half coaxed Yu Sheng to help him take half of it.
The old high-end community in the city has strict access control, and foreign vehicles can only park at the gate of the community. Jin Linkun paid the fare, watched the driver who was too sorry to leave, and led Yu Sheng through the door while patiently teaching him to memorize the way.
The weather tonight is the best in the past few days, there is no wind, it is not too cold without a coat, and there are more stars in the sky than usual.
Autumn is getting stronger and stronger every day, the leaves have begun to fall, and a lot of them have accumulated on the sidewalk.
Yu Sheng lowered his head and picked the place with leaves to walk. He didn't seem to be listening very seriously, but he followed steadily, and he didn't go wrong at all.
When it was rare to meet Yu Sheng so well-behaved, Jin Linkun pulled out his phone and suddenly held his hand: "Yu Sheng."
Yu Sheng turned back.
Jin Linkun quickly pressed the shutter.
The child was holding a snack, quietly, holding one hand by him, and standing beside him.
The stars are extraordinarily bright, all reflected in the moist and bright eyes.
When getting out of the elevator, Jin Linkun took all the snacks in his arms and asked Yu Sheng to get the key to open the door.
I don't know when the red string on the key was tied, or maybe it was inspired by the stainless steel whistle. Yu Sheng looked very calm, took out the key from his neckline, bent over to the keyhole, twisted the door twice and opened the door with a click, looking up at him.
Jin Linkun couldn't help smiling, turned on the light and pulled the man into the house, bowed his head and kissed his forehead: "It's amazing."
Jin's father and Jin's mother are traveling around the world, and there is no one at home. Jin Linkun locked the door, piled the snacks on the cabinet in the porch, and bent down to get him slippers. Unexpectedly, Yu Sheng also squatted down.
"What are you doing squatting down?"
Jin Linkun laughed lightly, raised his hand and touched his slightly red ears: "Change shoes, no one at home, just the two of us..."
The voice fell, and the boy's shoulders had already leaned over, and his forehead was in the crevice of his neck.
Yu Sheng has always had the scent of clean shower gel, but today it was sweetened with a little sugar, and the smell of alcohol made him hot, revealing a faint smell of fresh peach.
Jin Linkun only had time to raise his hand to hug him, and he gently rubbed against his neck, his mind went blank for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, all the breath and thoughts belonged to Sheng.
"Here you are." Yu Sheng leaned against his neck for a while, then propped up his upper body again, and turned the last bag of potato chips out of his clothes, "Brother, this is delicious, give it to you."
He opened the bag of potato chips, shook it back and forth for a long time, found the largest piece, picked it up and handed it to Jin Linkun's lips.
…
After a while, Jin Linkun suddenly understood.
This time Yu Sheng wanted to give it to him.
No reason, not afraid of him leaving, not to make him come back a little earlier.
I just want to give him everything that he likes to eat and that looks delicious.
Jin Linkun's chest was a little hot, he touched the end of the child's hair, and stood up together with him.
Yu Sheng squeezed the potato chips and raised his eyes to look at him.
The black and white pupils seem to have been washed with water, bright and pure, with a little light, reflecting his shadow.
Jin Linkun took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a while.
He lowered his head and grabbed the potato chip.
Tomato flavored.
Jin Linkun held the potato chips in his mouth, but he didn't bite down. He put his fingers behind Yu Sheng's head: "Come."
Yu Sheng still didn't react, holding his big bag of potato chips: "I still have, this one is the biggest, you—"
Jin Linkun gently took the package of potato chips from his hand and hid it behind him.
Yu Sheng was stunned.
Jin Linkun lowered his head, his eyes filled with his shadow quietly, and wrapped his arms around his chest and the wall.
Yu Sheng bent down, looked a little hesitantly at the big bag he was hiding behind his back for a while, pursed the corner of his mouth, and still grasped the hem of his clothes.
The boy raised his head slightly, his shoulders were close to his wide chest and shoulders, bit by bit, he bit down the only remaining piece of potato chips.
The slightly cool lips, stained with a little tomato's sweet and sour powder, finally touched them unconsciously.