The next day Yan Zhuo was woken up by the phone call. He picked up the phone and looked at it. The caller ID on the screen was in Australia. Yan Zhuo got up and hung up the phone. The hangover made him still have a headache, his body was refreshed, even his hair had been washed, Yan Zhuo sat on the edge of the bed, touched his forehead and laughed.
The seat next to him had long been vacant, he walked to the door of the bedroom and saw Shen Ji standing in the kitchen with his back turned to him. Yan Zhuo pursed his lips, sat by the bed, and sent more than ten WeChat messages to Ning Yao in one breath. Ning Yao replied in seconds, and greeted Yan Zhuo's uncle cordially. After Yan Zhuo made sure that Ning Yao had seen the news, he put the phone under the pillow and went to wash up.
After washing, he suddenly saw redness on his forehead. He took a closer look, and it was a little obvious. After Shen Ji cooked the porridge, he came over to call for someone, just in time to see Yan Zhuo fiddled with his bangs trying to cover the red marks on his forehead, Yan Zhuo turned his head to see Shen Ji, and put down his hands as if nothing had happened.
Yan Zhuo took a sip of the porridge, his stomach was already empty at the moment, he tasted the taste of the porridge, he blew his breath and quickly finished the porridge, and Shen Ji who was opposite him also put down his spoon. Yan Zhuo stood up and put away Shen Ji's bowls and chopsticks, and said, "I'll do the washing."
Shen Ji didn't say anything, walked to the sofa in the living room, sat down, and turned on the TV. Yan Zhuo turned on the faucet, disliked that the sound of the water was too loud, so he turned it down a bit. While washing the dishes, he paid attention to the sound in the living room. After a while, the doorbell rang. Shen Ji looked up and saw Yan Zhuo's figure suddenly retreated into the kitchen.
With a slip of his hand, Yan Zhuo turned the faucet to the far right, making water all over his arms. Shen Ji was puzzled when he heard the sound of the water in the kitchen suddenly getting louder. Shen Ji paused and opened the door. The cake was delivered by a nearby cake shop. The recipient was Shen Ji, and the phone number column was Yan Zhuo's number.
Shen Ji signed for the cake and put it on the coffee table in the living room, Yan Zhuo moved out of the kitchen step by step, and said, "I heard someone knocking on the door just now, what's wrong?"
Shen Ji glanced at him, Yan Zhuo felt a little guilty, shifted his gaze, and landed on the cake box on the coffee table. Yan Zhuo had been washing the dishes for twenty minutes in the kitchen, as well as the box of birthday cakes delivered to him. Shen Ji laughed a little. Seeing Yan Zhuo standing there, he saw his unconcealable little movements, with his thumb rubbing against his index finger. , the line of sight is a little dodge.
Yan Zhuo has a lively mind, always has a series of small tricks, and is extremely cunning, but unexpectedly often has red ears, and most of the time he is honest and honest in front of him. Seeing that the thunder is loud but the rain is quiet, he will also be timid and awed. Shen Ji's cell phone on the sofa turned on, and Ning Yao sent a WeChat message to remind Shen Ji to sign for Yan Zhuo's birthday cake.
Immediately after Shen Ji raised his head, he saw Yan Zhuo looking at him with pitiful eyes.
It's all said to be a trap, but it's not just jumping into it honestly.
Shen Ji said: "How about going to the art exhibition?" The location of the art exhibition is near Shen Ji's company. It is said that he is a young painter who has been very famous in the past two years.
Knowing that Shen Ji let go, Yan Zhuo immediately got rid of the low pressure, and said, "We won't go to the art exhibition, but take you to a place." After Yan Zhuo finished speaking, he entered the bedroom and pulled out the suitcase behind the door. It was almost eleven o'clock when the two of them went out, Yan Zhuo was humming and sat in the co-pilot holding a cake box.
Shen Ji sat in the driver's seat and took a look at Yan Zhuo. Yan Zhuo shut his mouth immediately, his singing was just out of tune, not very pleasant to say, and Shen Ji has countless artists, who have long been spoiled by aesthetics, Yan Zhuo thought it was quite unpleasant to think of this. Shen Ji started the car and asked, "How do I get there?"
Yan Zhuo leaned over and adjusted his behavior, Shen Ji glanced at the rearview mirror and hummed. Shen Ji wore a casual jacket, his awe-inspiring aura faded a little, Yan Zhuo looked over, and his eyes traced repeatedly on Shen Ji's side face. Yan Zhuo felt itchy in his heart, thinking, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether he has high aesthetics, anyway, there is only Yan Zhuo beside Shen Ji now.
The place Yan Zhuo mentioned is near University A, and this is the old city. Some old houses are about the same age as University A, and they are old houses that existed before the construction of City A. Shen Ji parked the car on the side of the road, and Yan Zhuo stood under the streetlight with the cake and looked upstairs.
The wall skin in this area has faded badly, and graffiti of various sizes on it extend from one wall to the other. After Shen Ji got off the car and took a look, Yan Zhuo pointed to the right and said, "Over there is A Damei. Courtyard, we used to come here to play when we were in school."
Yan Zhuo carried the box and walked up the stairs, went to the second floor and opened the door on the left. Shen Ji looked inside the house. The lighting effect is very good. There are few furnishings in the room, only a cabinet, and wastebaskets on the ground can be seen everywhere.
Yan Zhuo took out two small benches from the cabinet, dragged one of them to the center of the room, and said, "Sit here."
Shen Ji walked over to sit down, Yan Zhuo put the cake in the corner, propped up the easel, took a pencil, he showed half of his face from behind the easel, and said, "Don't look at the exhibition, I'll show you, I Very powerful."
Yan Zhuo often does design now, and drawing characters is actually somewhat unfamiliar, but Shen Ji is different. In the year when Yan Zhuo was abroad, when he couldn’t see anyone, he leaned against the window to draw Shen Ji, a sketch paper It was full of Shen Ji. Yan Zhuo leaned back, looking away at Shen Ji, he could actually draw without seeing people, but he rarely had such a chance, his eyes fell on Shen Ji's face presumptuously.
Shen Ji asked, "Are you a graduate of University A?"
Yan Zhuo raised his hand and rubbed the sketch paper, and said in a drawn out voice, "Yes, he is your veritable junior."
Shen Ji heard the complaint in his words, and said with a smile: "I had already graduated when you went to college."
Yan Zhuo pursed his lips, showed his face from behind the easel, and said fiercely: "Don't think that you can ignore what you say because I was drunk yesterday. I wrote down everything you said last night."
Shen Ji hummed, and it was considered as a promise.
Shen Ji is very relaxed. His life is turbulent, and most of the time he can't find a rest during the holidays. On the contrary, Zhuo clings to him, allowing him to take the opportunity to steal a lot of leisure. Yan Zhuo made the last stroke and wanted to call someone, but saw Shen Ji falling asleep leaning on the back of the chair. Yan Zhuo walked lightly to Shen Ji's side, looking down at Shen Ji for the first time, his eyelashes were very long, Yan Zhuo reached out to touch them, and slid his fingers from his forehead to the bridge of his nose.
Yan Zhuo approached him, his heart beating a little chaotically, and he desperately held his breath, but when he touched Shen Ji's steady breathing, Yan Zhuo suddenly calmed down, feeling safe and sweet, the closer he got, Shen Ji After moving, Yan Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and then Shen Ji raised his hand to gently press the back of Yan Zhuo's head, and raised his head to accept Yan Zhuo.
Yan Zhuo choked up for a moment, his ears burned, he took two steps back, and picked up the cake box in a panic. Shen Ji watched his movements with a bit of a smile, and Yan Zhuo explained: "I see you fell asleep... um , it's time to eat cake."
It was getting dark, Yan Zhuo put the cake on the stool, Shen Ji found a bunch of candles from the paper bag. Yan Zhuo said, "Help me insert the candle."
With this little careful thought, Yan Zhuo suddenly said, "I know you are good at math." Yan Zhuo asked Ning Yao to pick out the candle, and repeatedly reminded him to be more conspicuous, reminding Shen Ji vividly and clearly.
Shen Ji finished the candle and lit it with a lighter. Yan Zhuo said, "Shen Ji, I'm already twenty-four years old. He graduated from university. He has no car or house. He only opened a bar with all his savings. I also took interior design jobs, because I started doing it during college, and I’m not a novice now.”
Yan Zhuo looked at Shen Ji seriously, and said, "I know you don't like these things, but I don't want to say that Yan Xinliang's is mine, and only rely on my family's name."
Shen Ji kept silent, Yan Zhuo smiled and said, "You can investigate me for as long as you want."
The candle was almost burned to the end, Shen Ji reminded: "It will drip onto the cake."
Yan Zhuo raised his chin slightly and said, "You accompany me."