Tang Jin watched Xu Baichuan's back disappear, pursed his lips, and shook off the clothes he was holding on his chest.
In the past, Xu Baichuan would stand on the spot and let him hug him obediently, but now he can only watch the remaining warmth of the owner on the clothes dissipate bit by bit. Without much hesitation, Tang Jin took off his coat and put on Xu Baichuan's coat again.
It was very cold, and the remaining temperature quickly disappeared, and the cold inner lining caused goose bumps on the skin. Tang Jin thought: This time, he will be the one to warm the clothes.
He entered Xu Baichuan's birthday, unlocked it, and the screen saver icons and themes were all included with the phone, without any fancy.
A text message pops up immediately after opening the screen: When are you coming back
The sending time was seven o'clock in the evening. At that time, Tang Jin stood at the gate of the community and typed this line of words letter by letter.
He called a car to the reserved hotel, before getting in the car, he turned around and glanced at the name of the community, and got into the car.
When Xu Baichuan returned home, he immediately regretted it. He was the one who was worrying blindly, and Tang Jin wasn't stupid, so he really didn't hold back? Even if Tang Jin was really that stupid, he actually had a lot of choices at the time—book the car and the hotel, do his best, and leave as soon as he should, and he was afraid that Tang Jin, a living person, would freeze to death outside? It's a pity that he was confused by male sex and made the worst choice.
He had a hunch several times that Tang Jin might like him a little bit, but the reality proved over and over again that his hunch was like a weather forecast, nine out of ten were inaccurate. This time I guessed right.
Xu Baichuan fell asleep worriedly, woke up the next morning, habitually fumbled at the head of the bed to check the time, found nothing, sat up and searched for a while before realizing that the phone was still with Tang Jin, and his drowsiness faded away.
He got out of bed and opened the curtains. It was still dark blue outside, and there was a morning star shining especially brightly in the east. There is no wall clock at home, and since he left Tang's house, in order to get rid of the feeling of being pressed by time, he didn't even bring a watch, so he had to turn on the computer and check the time—five in the morning.
The last time I turned off the computer, I didn’t close the browser. At this time, the computer was connected to the wireless network, and a small red dot appeared on the Weibo next to the browser. After I clicked on it, I found that a fan had sent him a Weibo Bo praised it from beginning to end. He didn't care, turned off the computer and went to the kitchen to boil water.
When something is suddenly absent, the sense of presence is the strongest. This point applies to Xu Baichuan to Tang Jin, and the mobile phone also applies to Xu Baichuan.
He understood Tang Jin's feelings a little bit. He thought of his mobile phone more than ten times in just a short while of boiling water. This is really weird - usually when he is writing a novel or reading a book, he can not touch his mobile phone for four or five hours in a row. For example, he was in the piano store yesterday. In order to practice the piano with peace of mind, he directly set the mobile phone to silent, and he did not check it once in the afternoon. ... By the way, he gave Tang Jin his phone yesterday before he had time to see if anyone was looking for him.
Forget it, no one should look for him, and even if they did, it wouldn't be a big deal.
Xu Baichuan made a cup of coffee, sat and read for a while, and when it was six o'clock, he walked into the bedroom, put on his coat, and was about to go for a morning run. Unexpectedly, he opened the door and saw Tang Jin.
Tang Jin was wearing Xu Baichuan's coat from yesterday, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and the dark circles were almost bigger than his eyes. He was holding a bag in his hand, which emitted bursts of fragrance. The moment he saw Xu Baichuan, his deep gaze fell on Xu Baichuan's face.
On the outside of the bag is the logo of a breakfast shop. I don't know what it is, but there must be raw fried food. Seeing Tang Jin's posture, Xu Baichuan suspected that he went to rob the tomb in the middle of the night, and then stayed up all night to make human flesh buns for him. He was guilty of being a thief for fear of being discovered, otherwise it would be impossible to explain his current state of panic mixed with excitement.
Xu Baichuan walked out slowly, stretched out his hand and said, "Mobile phone."
Tang Jin didn't move. Just as Xu Baichuan was about to repeat it, he suddenly noticed that Tang Jin's eye sockets were getting redder and redder.
Tang Jin suddenly took a step forward, ignoring Xu Baichuan's hand hanging in mid-air, hugged him suddenly, and said in a nasal voice: "I really... like you."