Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu held hands and didn't let go. The two tall and handsome boys were holding hands on the road. Many people turned around to look at them. After all, there were too few alphas and omegas, so most people looked at the two boys with ordinary eyes.
There were all kinds of reactions, some were surprised, some were amazed, some were supportive and said they were a good match, but Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu didn't care.
None of them care about the gaze.
It takes two bus stops from the library to Xiangyao, and the rest of the way is walkable.
The two of them didn't mention this topic along the way. They held hands naturally and let go of each other's hands normally on the bus. Jiang Zhihuo was playing with his mobile phone, and shared the silly pictures and news he saw with Yan Mu, laughing in his ear. Yan Mu let him laugh helplessly and listened to Jiang Zhihuo's divergent thoughts and talk about a bunch of random things, occasionally expressing his opinions.
Yan Mu also took out his cell phone halfway through the meeting. The competition team suddenly notified them that they had to hold a meeting. It was normal operation. The competition team loved to hold meetings during holidays. During the meetings, they had to do a set of papers, plus discussions and reviews, and they would not be back until 11 o'clock in the evening.
Yan Mu closed the group chat, frowned slightly, and was reluctant to go.
"Go ahead." Jiang Zhihuo leaned against the window, the street scene passing by behind him. "Do you know what they are saying now? They all say that I led you astray, causing you to skip classes and delaying your studies. Remember to go and clarify tonight, who is the one who prevented you from going home?"
These words were just jokes, and only Xie Qiu and Zong Bei, who were close friends, said them, and no one took them seriously. Yan Xueshen's grades had not dropped, and Jiang Xueba had recently begun to turn over a new leaf, no longer skipping classes and studying hard. There was no question of who was leading the other astray from the beginning.
Yan Mu listened and said seriously: "I didn't bring bad things, I just didn't want to go."
Jiang Zhihuo smiled, his eyes slightly curved: "Xie Qiu is right, you are in love, Brother Yan."
Yan Mu glanced at his finger and said nothing.
After getting off the car, they held hands again.
No one did it on purpose. There were a lot of people getting off at this stop, and Yan Mu and Jiang Zhihuo were squeezed in the crowd. Their hands accidentally touched each other, and they held hands again.
The sky gradually darkened, thin clouds covered the sky, and the blurry cream-colored evening sky disappeared.
People were coming and going around them, and their shadows were very long under the setting sun. The two of them walked forward quietly, their palms touching.
It was not until they were about to reach Xiangyao Bar that Yan Mu spoke: "Xiaozhou."
"Hmm?" Jiang Zhihuo tilted his head to look at him, his eyes curved downward, his pupils sparkling.
Yan Mu tightened his grip, his voice trembling a little: "Is this what I understand?"
This sentence was said without any beginning or end, but both of them understood it.
Yan Mu said that Jiang Zhihuo would decide when to move forward, and if she wanted to move forward, she could hold his hand.
Yan Mu said this seriously, and Jiang Zhihuo listened carefully. He had not forgotten, and it was even less likely that Jiang Zhihuo had forgotten.
We held hands, but didn't say anything.
Jiang Zhihuo didn't say it directly, but blinked cunningly: "What do you think?"
"No guessing." Yan Mu said.
Jiang Zhihuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will hang you?"
Yan Mu replied in his usual calm tone: "I'd love to."
When they arrived at Xiangyao, Wenda and Qu Xiao had not arrived yet. Jiang Zhihuo stopped at the door and slapped his face hard several times. His expression, which had been smiling all the way, suddenly became cold, and his state changed in seconds and freely.
The character hasn't collapsed yet, the contrast is too big, it's scary, I have to pretend for a while longer.
Waiter A on duty in the bar saw Shin and another handsome guy walking into the locker room together. He walked over to another waiter B and whispered, "Are they really together?"
Everyone is watching. The handsome guy who is chasing Shin has a good relationship with the boss. The boss says every day that he is a genius student. He is so amazing that it is hard to describe him. I heard that he even made it to the national competition.
These two people are connected by their faces. They become the focus wherever they go, and the same goes for gossip.
Waiter B also saw them come in and lowered his voice and said, "They're holding hands, it can't be fake, right?"
Waiter A was puzzled: "You said they don't talk to each other, how do they get along with each other?"
"Probably..." Waiter B guessed, "Staring at each other?"
At this moment, the two cool lovers who should be "glaring at each other" in the eyes of outsiders are changing their dressings.
Jiang Zhihuo took off his shirt in front of Yan Mu, changed into work clothes, and then pulled up the hem of his shirt.
The wound has healed a lot and there is no broken bone. Young people's wounds always heal faster.
A layer of scab formed on the face, so there was no need to continue to apply gauze. After applying the medicine, the outer layer turned wine yellow. Yan Mu carefully applied the medicine on it. Jiang Zhihuo stood by and occasionally felt itchy and would smile and shrink to the other side.
"Actually, I wanted to pick you up tonight." Yan Mu said as he applied the medicine.
"Why?" Jiang Zhihuo asked knowingly, "Are you afraid that I'll run away?"
Yan Mu was silent for a moment, then said "hmm" honestly.
The medicine had been applied, but Jiang Zhihuo did not let down the hem immediately. He had to wait for the medicine to dry, otherwise it would stick to his clothes.
He leaned lazily to one side, revealing his narrow waist. His waist and abdomen had extremely beautiful lines, and his mermaid line extended into the waistband of his pants that rested on his hips.
Jiang Zhihuo smiled and said, "Do you treat me as a girl or a child?"
This posture was suitable for a hug, so Yan Mu hugged him, put his arms on his back, didn't answer anything, just lowered his head and touched his lips to his shoulder.
The movement was so light that I couldn't even feel it through the shirt.
He called out, "Little Boat."
After revealing his identity, Yan Mu always called him that.
Small boat.
Two words that are familiar yet distant.
I have clearly heard it over and over again in the past few days.
But at that moment, Jiang Zhihuo could clearly hear something hitting his chest hard, more violently than ever before.
—Not only because Yan Mu was calling him, but also because there was a tattoo at the place where he kissed.
Tattoos represent the past.
Before, none of them would take the initiative to mention the past, no one would ask why they left, no one would ask who Yun Xiaoxu was, and no one would ask why he was no longer Yun Zhou.
But today, Yun Xiaoxu appeared in front of them, and these problems were laid bare before their eyes.
Yan Mu said to him: "I was scared when I saw Yun Xiaoxu."
"If you don't want to think about that time, I don't dare to."
"When I came back, everything was gone. You were nowhere to be found."
"You are so important, Xiaozhou."
Yan Mu spoke slowly, one sentence at a time, his voice swept past my ears, and the loneliness in his tone could not be erased.
Jiang Zhihuo felt distressed and worried when he heard this.
When someone opens his heart to you, all the shells on your body are taken off. You have the same emotions and feelings, things you don't want to forget, fear, expectation, or other emotions are all common.
Jiang Zhihuo couldn't tell how he should react now, should he remain silent or turn around, or should he say something, he didn't know.
But he could hear his heart pounding.
He knew what throbbing felt like, having experienced it countless times, and this time it was the fastest and most profound.
The next moment, a "bang" sound was heard in the ambiguous and dim locker room.
Jiang Zhihuo grabbed Yan Mu with his backhand, put one hand on his shoulder, held it tightly, and pushed him against the locker. The two of them were very close, almost with their noses touching.
He was so close that he could see the rise and fall of his chest clearly. Brother Yan was too pale, and the veins on his neck were obvious. He lowered his eyes to look into Jiang Zhihuo's eyes, and Jiang Zhihuo also looked back at him, their eyes were full of each other.
It was so close that I could capture the emotions in his eyes.
There was a flash of heat in his eyes, which directly suppressed the coldness that Yan Mu always had in his eyes.
—With this posture and this distance, anything you want to do next is self-evident.
But Yan Mu said he was waiting, so he wouldn't move—
Now the initiative is in Jiang Zhihuo's hands.
Jiang Zhihuo closed his eyes, found the position of his lips by feel, and gently pressed against them.
Soft and cool, trembling a little.
Touch and leave.
We've kissed so many times before, and my ex has pretended to kiss countless times. I almost took the next step, but now I'm so nervous that I'm shaking when I touch my lower lip.
Jiang Zhihuo quickly let go of his hand, turned around, buttoned his cuffs, straightened his clothes, and urged, "I'm ready, Brother Yan, you should leave quickly, you're going to be late."
The kiss was completely impulsive, but even after the impulse passed, some emotions could not be controlled.
Why are you embarrassed? Just throw away the jar.
Jiang Zhihuo didn't give Yan Mu a chance to say anything. He quickly adjusted his expression, hugged him, and walked him out of the bar holding his hand. He waved and said to him, "Brother Yan, I'll wait for you to come back."
Everyone who knew Shin tonight said that Shin seemed particularly charming.
Although he was still cold and expressionless, there was light in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
Shin hadn't shown up for several days, and he was so different when he showed up. Many people came to the bar all night and talked to him, but Shin was as cold as ever and ignored everyone.
Qu Xiao ordered a gin and tonic.
Jiang Zhihuo prepared the raw materials.
This drink is not difficult to make, and the steps are simple. Put ice cubes in a glass, remove the mist, add lime juice, pour in gin and tonic water, and finally add mint leaves for garnish. [Note]
Wen Da didn't order any wine, so Jiang Zhihuo made him a gin and tonic, but the amount of gin was smaller and the alcohol content was lower.
"Are you in a good mood today?" Qu Xiao had been observing Shin for a long time. People were coming and going, and he was the closest to them, so he could see more clearly than anyone else.
"Yeah, pretty good." Jiang Zhihuo answered smoothly.
There was a customer leaning against the bar while Jiang Zhihuo was mixing a new drink.
Wenda took a sip of wine and asked, "What good thing happened?"
After handing the prepared drink to the customer, Jiang Zhihuo lowered his eyes, looked aloof, and asked an irrelevant question: "How is your relationship with Brother Yan?"
Wenda slammed the table and said, "Of course that's fine. Otherwise, you'd even ask Bai Yueguang about us?!"
Qu Xiao: "Oh, yes, how did you solve this matter later?"
How else can it be solved
The white moonlight is actually me. How can I say this? It's so ridiculous.
A glass of Bloody Mary for yourself.
The matter was complicated and it was hard to explain it for the time being. Jiang Zhihuo didn't want to explain it now. He continued to keep a cold face and asked, "So you know him very well, right?"
Qu Xiao: "Nonsense! Tell me, how are you guys doing?"
Wenda also urged: "You asked first, do you want to do something? Tell me quickly, or I'll get angry."
These are two good questions.
Jiang Zhihuo couldn't explain what exactly happened.
In fact, it is not that difficult to distinguish. Everything is in place. All that is missing is a confession and a sense of ritual.
I came here tonight with the intention of talking about my resignation and confessing my own personality.
But in the locker room, they took a big step forward on impulse, held hands, and kissed. More important things were at hand, so resignation and personal image could be put aside.
Jiang Zhihuo cleaned up the bar, then slowly bent down in front of Qu Xiaowenda, resting his elbows on the table, and said simply and directly: "If you want to confess, which one would Brother Yan like?"
Wen Da and Qu Xiao's actions of swallowing wine suddenly stopped, and the wine got stuck in their throats, choking them.
Wenda: "You need to confess!"
Qu Xiao: "No wonder! You are so happy tonight?!"
Wenda: "How did you figure it out? What did Master Yan do to move you?"
Qu Xiao: "I'm curious too. What do you usually talk about? What did Young Master Yan give you? Has he ever confessed to you?"
"Let me ask you first." Jiang Zhihuo promptly stopped the two from asking one question after another.
It is still best to use the cold and aloof character to describe the situation - Wenda Qu Xiao has developed a reflexive "cowardly" character due to Yan Mu's indifference over the years.
Jiang Zhihuo glanced at him indifferently, and Wenda Qu Xiao immediately stopped asking questions and started giving advice.
"Of course it's the trunk confession style!" Wenda said, "All Porsches are lined up in a convoy, and the trunks are filled with balloons, flowers, stars and lights. Once you open it, it will be so impressive. There will be no girl who won't be attracted to you, okay!"
"..." Jiang Zhihuo, "Do they like your car or your flowers?"
Wenda: “…”
"You can't do that. You've been single for eighteen years." Qu Xiao has invested a lot in chasing girls. He is a relationship mentor and has all kinds of suggestions at hand. "It must be a surprise. Prepare the same birthday gift for her every year when she turns eighteen. Give it to her at the same time. I guarantee she will cry and hug you every minute."
Jiang Zhihuo rolled his eyes in his heart and thought that if he recorded this conversation for Brother Yan, he would strangle him to death in a minute.
"How is it?" Qu Xiao asked him expectantly.
"…" Jiang Zhihuo thought of a more euphemistic word, "A bit rustic."
A bunch of nonsense.
Wenda and Qu Xiao were also helpless.
How would they know how to confess to Master Yan
Yan Shao was a stubborn person and none of his confessions were successful.
After finally pursuing someone, I wanted to gossip about them, but the person asked me how to confess my feelings
Do I need to confess?!
Can't you just stick it on? !
But since Shin asked this question, he must be a person with a strong sense of ritual.
After some joking, Wen Da began to seriously give him some advice: "Then you can only wait. If you want a sense of ceremony, it's best to find a holiday. After New Year's Day, the only suitable day for confession is Valentine's Day, right?"
Qu Xiao nodded: "I agree, wait a little longer."
That makes sense, but Jiang Zhihuo frowned slightly.
-wait.
This word again.
If you need a sense of ritual, you can only wait.
But they had all waited.
Wait until the case is over, wait until you get away from Li Hao, wait until you accept the fact that Qin Mu is Yan Mu.
Do we still have to wait now
Waiting for Valentine's Day, waiting for the national competition to end? Waiting for the college entrance examination? Waiting to be sure that we can go to the same city
—When Jiang Zhihuo thought about this question, he already had the answer in his mind.
There are always things that you can't wait for, and when you finish waiting for one thing, another thing will suddenly appear.
When the impulse strikes, I can reach out and hold someone's hand; when the impulse strikes, I can also push someone against the wall and kiss them.
Some things you want to do, just do them.
I saw a flower shop on the road today, so I wanted to confess my love.
I wanted to confess my love today, so I searched all over the world for a flower shop.
The same.
Jiang Zhihuo stopped talking and immediately took off his duty card and said to Qu Xiao and Wen Da, "I'm leaving first."
After saying that, he quickly walked towards the locker room.
The movements were so fast that they were like a gust of wind. Qu Xiaowenda was still dazed. Jiang Zhihuo quickly changed his clothes and appeared in front of them: "My phone is out of battery. Do you have any cash to lend me?"
The classroom was stuffy, and during the break Yan Mu leaned against the corridor to get some fresh air.
The meeting of the competition group mainly explained the reform direction of this competition. At the same time, a test paper was distributed, and the candidates participating in the mid-January competition, including Yan Mu, were asked to take and explain the test on the spot.
The two-hour exam ended at around nine o'clock, and Yan Mu sent a message to Jiang Zhihuo.
He flipped through the pages and found that he hadn't replied to the previous messages. Jiang Zhihuo was probably at work at that time and couldn't reply.
At first, Yan Mu didn’t think much about it. He would reply when he was free, and if he hadn’t seen it, he would wait until he saw it before replying. This was how they had always gotten along.
But until nearly eleven o'clock, when the examination review was over and the competition team finally released the candidates, Jiang Zhihuo still did not respond to any of his messages.
I called him, and a mechanical female voice came out of the receiver, saying that the phone was turned off.
Yan Mu contacted Qu Xiao again. Qu Xiao had just come out of the bar and was a little drunk. He and Wen Da were wandering around the streets on a winter night to sober up.
After answering the phone, Qu Xiao asked, "What happened to Master Yan?"
"Xiao Zhou... Where's Shin?"
"He left early, about an hour ago." Wenda snatched the phone and complained, "We were chatting happily, but something urgent suddenly happened, so he rushed out."
Yan Mu's heart suddenly tightened.
He also remembered the scene in the club. His clothes and hands were covered in blood. Jiang Zhihuo must have felt so much pain when the needle stabbed him.
"Where did he go?" Yan Mu asked anxiously.
"No." Wenda was not so confused as to tell Shin what he wanted to confess. As for the surprise, it was all between young lovers, and they were only responsible for eating spectacles and gossiping.
Wenda: "I guess he went shopping. His phone ran out of battery, so he asked us to borrow some cash."
It's just that the phone is out of battery.
Yan Mu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."
He walked into the community and raised his head at the bottom of the building. The balcony light was off, and Jiang Zhihuo had not returned. Soon Yan Mu felt a little dizzy. If he had returned, he would have been able to charge his phone, so it would not have been silent until now.
Yan Mu didn't want to go upstairs, so she waited for him downstairs, although the result would be the same no matter where she waited.
The residential area was very quiet at around eleven o'clock, and there was no one on the sidewalk.
Yan Mu sat alone on the stone bench.
This feeling is not good, just like before.
Different scenes overlap.
Can’t find him, can’t contact him, don’t know where he is.
We clearly hugged each other and held hands before we parted, and I also said, "Brother Yan, I'll wait for you to come back."
—Same as then.
He said he was afraid and that he didn't dare to think about it. It was all true.
Just because I met Yun Xiaoxu, just because I said those words, so I am particularly emotional tonight, but no matter what time it is, I can no longer bear the feeling that a piece of my heart has been hollowed out.
"Brother Yan?"
Jiang Zhihuo's voice.
Yan Mu raised his head.
Jiang Zhihuo stood under the street light with a bouquet of flowers in his arms.
The boy and the flower are equally conspicuous.
It was a little late when Jiang Zhihuo left Xiangyao, and most of the flower shops had already closed, but Jiang Zhihuo really wanted to buy some - when the thought of "I don't want to wait any longer" appeared in his mind, he couldn't suppress it.
My mind was filled with thoughts of seeing Brother Yan, buying him a bouquet of flowers, giving it to him, being more handsome, more decisive, and telling him not to wait any longer, and that we should have a relationship.
Jiang Zhihuo searched for a long time before he found a flower shop. The shop was run by a family. The three of them were sitting at the table wrapping flowers.
The child ran out with short legs and handed the flowers to Jiang Zhihuo. A face popped out from behind the bouquet and said sweetly, "Brother, you are so handsome. Your confession will definitely be successful."
I can’t hide the flowers in my hand, but it doesn’t matter. I have to show them to Yan Mu anyway. I just didn’t expect to meet him downstairs.
Jiang Zhihuo handed the flowers forward: "Brother Yan, I..."
Before he could say anything, Yan Mu stood up, opened his arms, and pulled him into his arms.
The author has something to say: ps. The steps for making gin and tonic come from Baidu.
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