In the afternoon, Tang Kai went to the barber shop to get his hair cut. There were many people, and it wasn't over until Sun Zinan got off work. Called Sun Zinan and said, "You send me your location on WeChat, and I'll go look for you."
At about six o'clock, he finally got his hair done, and when he came out of the store, he saw the off-road vehicle parked in front of the door at a glance.
Sun Zinan seems to like Bentley very much and has collected many models. This time, the Bentayga was driven. There is also a silver-gray Continental that is often driven. Another black Mulsanne flagship is often used as a facade car by their company.
Tang Kai opened the car door and sat on the co-pilot, like a male peacock with gorgeous tail feathers, staring at him with burning eyes: "It's hard work."
His hair was trimmed a little shorter, making him more youthful and neat, and wearing a tailored white shirt, he could still look a little youthful and handsome. Good-looking is really good-looking, but Sun Zinan noticed his "come on and praise me good-looking" little eyes, and suddenly felt very funny.
It's hard to imagine that a few months ago, this man was still arrogantly mocking him with corn stalks and spirulina, saying that he couldn't get along with Virgo, and suddenly he began to beg for mercy from Virgo. If I had known this, I should have recorded his words as car music, and it happened to be played to him at this time.
"Good-looking." He smiled and squeezed Tang Kai's face, closing his eyes unprincipally and said, "We Tangtang are naturally beautiful, even if they are shaved and bald."
People who are engaged in academics are not afraid of the sky and the earth, and the most fearful thing is the word "bald". Although Professor Tang does not have this trouble, he is quite aware of the bitterness of his peers, and hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth: "Bah, I don't know what to say, I don't think so. Go bald!"
Sun Zinan laughed out loud in his palm without giving any face.
Tang Kai put down his hand angrily, and moved his neck a little uncomfortably. Sun Zinan noticed it and asked, "What's the matter? Broken hair in the collar?"
Tang Kai: "Well."
Sun Zinan untied his seat belt and leaned over, lightly pressing the back of his head with one hand, poking open the collar with the other, inspecting the inside with the weak sky light, and finally picked up a few stubble stubble: "Is it okay now... eh?"
With this convenient posture, Tang Kai quickly pecked his side face.
Sun Zinan turned his head to look at him, and before he had time to express his position, he leaned in and kissed him again, and confidently put his arms around his waist.
Sun Zinan simply watched him perform quietly.
Tang Kai's breathing was warm and light, and the feather-like kisses fell on the side of his face, under his eyes, on the tip of his nose, on the corners of his mouth... There was no pattern, it was entirely up to his heart, like a man who couldn't help himself in a passionate love, but it had no erotic meaning, it was as simple as intimacy, or Coquettish when in a good mood.
But Sun Zinan can feel what he is trying to convey - I like you very much, and I want to be close to you.
It might be a conscious expression of goodwill, or it might be an unconscious closeness at all. Either way, it made his heart soften into a pool of marshmallows.
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"Okay, it's almost done... Are you going to wash my face?" After a while, Sun Zinan finally struggled to push Tang Kai away, "Put your seat belt on, and the traffic police will come to post a note if you don't walk for a while."
Tang Kai was stuffy in his neck, and said, "Let him stick it, just stick it."
Sun Zinan was not afraid of stickers, but was afraid that the two would get too close to each other and cause some uncivilized reactions. Seeing that Tang Kai didn't move, he had no choice but to stretch out his hand and grab the safety belt and take it to him: "If you're really fined, it will be deducted from your meal. A piece of 200 yuan, you don't have any food for the day."
Tang Kai was very dissatisfied: "Can't I recharge it myself!"
Sun Zinan said coolly: "You eat and drink mine every day now, and I haven't seen you top up."
Tang Kai immediately climbed down the pole and said, "Welcome to collect the debt, I strongly demand that the meat be paid."
Sun Zinan: "... Get out of here!"
The off-road vehicle slowly drove away from the roadside and merged into the rush of traffic.
Shortly after they left, a white Mercedes-Benz sedan that had been parked diagonally across the road suddenly started and followed the car in front silently along the same route.
When entering the community, Tang Kai accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed that a white car was stopped by the access control at the door. He didn't see the license plate number clearly, but somehow felt a touch of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Just when he turned his head to take a closer look at the car, Sun Zinan turned the steering wheel and turned right. The car drove into the depths of the community, and his vision was completely blocked by the buildings.
"Huh?" Sun Zinan asked, "What did you see?"
Tang Kai retracted his gaze, silently put a question mark in his heart, shook his head and said, "No."
Sun Zinan's birthday happened to be the day before Tang Kai started school, it was a weekend. Tang Kai had moved back to his original home two days ago. He had been thinking about it for several days behind Sun Zinan's back. He was so sleepy at night that he didn't know how many raw materials were destroyed. .
Cakes, red wine, flowers, gifts... everything is ready, only one Sun Zinan is owed.
Sun Zinan looked at everything casually, but he actually paid a lot of attention to Tang Kai. He thought that the little gestures he hid well didn't hide from Sun Zinan's eyes. Just guess the contact date, and he knew that he was doing it for him. Getting ready for birthday.
But guess what, this feeling of anticipation is quite new, after all, apart from banks and merchants, no one has taken this day as a special day so solemnly.
So Sun Zinan cooperated very well that day, and agreed to go to Tang Kai's house to cook in a particularly eloquent manner, and drove to the family building next to Tianhai University.
The entire community is a building in the 1990s. It is relatively old. The walls outside the building are peeled and mottled. The creepers outside and the green dill on the window sill complement each other. In the small pavilion downstairs, there are bunches of dried beans and small peppers. The old man and the old lady chatted slowly and leisurely with a basket of vegetables, looking peaceful and peaceful, no different from other old communities.
Only when you get close can you hear what they are discussing - astronomy and geography, mathematical physics, nuclear energy and water conservancy, aerospace, policy orientation...
Sun Zinan's undergraduate studies abroad were not bad, at least he never felt that he was a scumbag. But since the last time he came back, he bumped into two grandmothers discussing silicon piezoresistive pressure sensors while choosing dishes. Since then, Sun Zinan has always taken a small path into the community, fearing that some old lady will take his fancy and ask him to get up and answer questions.
Tang Kai had just returned to China for a few years, and because his home had not been settled, he just rented a house here so that he could go to work. Although Sun Zinan feels like a thief every time he comes here, he actually likes the atmosphere here. It doesn't matter if the house is old, at least it is full of life.
Tang Kai's house is on the east side of the fifth floor of the second unit. Sun Zinan knocked on the heavy anti-theft iron door and heard the rapid footsteps rushing inside: "Come on!"
The door of the room suddenly opened, and the fragrance of roses with dewy smell came from the pavement.
Sun Zinan raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.
Tang Kai turned to let him in, took a pair of slippers and put them under his feet: "Come."
As soon as Sun Zinan finished changing his shoes, Tang Kai put his arms around his shoulders and pushed him into the living room. On the dining table, there was a large bottle of red roses splashing around, as bright as red wine in a glass. The cake was placed on the coffee table. He looked through the transparent cover and saw a delicate fondant figure inside, with a Q-version suit shape and an elite bearing. He was holding a candy in his hand, and there were large and small candies scattered around. Cream flowers, just looking sweet.
Tang Kai pointed to the cake and said, "This person is you, and this candy is me."
Sun Zinan nodded: "This action... hold you in your hands and burn incense religiously, right? It's good."
Tang Kai: "...you really know what to focus on."
"Happy birthday, darling." He took Sun Zinan into his arms from behind, put his face on his side, and solemnly promised, "I will spend every birthday with you in the future. I hope every day in your life will be like It's just as sweet today."
The little man on the cake is surrounded by flowers and candies, with soft eyebrows and slightly raised lips, just like what he looks like now.
Even though he had expected it long ago, when he really saw Tang Kai's intentions, Sun Zinan was so moved that he wanted to support him for the rest of his life: "Thank you. I like it very much."
"Who do you like?" Tang Kai asked with a smile.
"like you."
This deep affection lasted until the two sat down at the dining table, and after Sun Zinan tasted the first steak, he looked at Tang Kai's longing "for praise" eyes, thought for a while, and unexpectedly gave him A high rating: "Surprise".
Tang Kai: "Really?"
Sun Zinan: "What are you doing, donkey? Although you can't catch up with me after 800 years of work, it's much better than the first time I saw you cook. Of course, I'm pleasantly surprised."
The fact is that the steak is a bit hard, the side dishes are too soft, and the sauce is slightly mushy. If it was in a restaurant, Sun Zinan wouldn't even swallow the first bite.
But for Tang Kai, a culinary genius, being able to do this is indeed surprising enough—at least it surprises Sun Zinan.
Not to mention just frying an average steak, even if Tang Kai got him a nuclear reactor and put it on a plate, he would still be very happy.
After all, steak is easy to get in this world, but really rare.
After dinner, Tang Kai went to wash the dishes. The house he rented was actually quite large, but the kitchen was so small that it was too crowded for two people to stand in. He couldn't fit the dishwasher, and he wasn't usually there. There is a fire in the house, so scattered dishes are hand washed. Sun Zinan refused to stay in the living room obediently, and insisted on watching him wash the dishes.
Tang Kai rarely saw him being so clingy, and smiled with a hand full of foam: "What's so good about washing the dishes? The kitchen hasn't been cleaned up yet, so don't come in, eh?"
The rushing water flowed down, and Sun Zinan saw with sharp eyes that there were several red spots on his arm with his sleeves rolled up, which were scars from the splash of hot oil.
This fool didn't know how long he had been secretly practicing behind his back. Those hands who were playing with experimental instruments must have suffered a lot when dealing with unfamiliar hot oil and hot pots.
When Tang Kai cleaned up and wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, Sun Zinan said, "Hand out, let me see."
"Huh?" Tang Kai looked down and realized that the scar on his hand had been discovered by him, and immediately said, "It's okay, I was splashed with oil a few times, and it was all minor injuries."
Without saying a word, Sun Zinan stretched out his hand to grab his wrist and pulled it in front of him.
It was a little more serious than he imagined. The new wound on the forearm was stacked with the old one, and there were several obvious signs of blisters and scabs. If nothing else, it hurts just looking at it.
"It's really okay..." Tang Kai saw his face sinking, and hurriedly looked for repairs, "I didn't get burned today, really. It's an old wound, and it's all scabbed over."
Sun Zinan lowered his head and kissed lightly on the dark red wound.
Tang Kai only felt a ball of sparks exploded from the nerves of his fingertips, and the electric current rushed along the direction of his lips, and the nerve endings all over his body seemed to have become "hot quickly" at this time, and he could not help but roast his body. Limbs and limbs.
"you… "
His voice was so hoarse that he swallowed sand, and he felt that his current situation was like a monkey flying through the sky. If Sun Zinan ignited again, he would immediately explode into the sky.