Something weird? Say it to open my eyes? "
Song Min didn't change his face and didn't answer the question, "Then what?"
Wei Shijin saw the man's embarrassment for a moment, and he curled his lips, "The man didn't dare to call the police and ran away with his bleeding head. I ran into him on the road a few days later, he was scared and backed a few steps and followed the mouse. Turn around like a cat and leave."
"I seem to be peeing my pants. I can't figure out why I'm so scared. I don't eat people. You say so, uncle."
Song Min exhaled a cloud of smoke, "That person is afraid that you will threaten him with the bar. If you let others know that he likes men and wants to sleep with a boy, he will face the disgust and contempt of his relatives and friends, and he will have a bad attitude. extreme behavior."
Wei Shijin stared at the man blatantly, "Uncle is right, it's your turn, uncle."
Song Min said lightly, "When I first started working, I accompanied someone to a wine party. If I wasn't prepared beforehand, I would have been killed and thrown into the wilderness."
At the beginning, he had already said something that could not be found in this world, which aroused Wei Shijin's suspicion, and then he was lazy and hid it later, maybe he felt that the other party would not betray him.
Wei Shijin's face was calm, but he felt a lot of waves in his heart. There are too many secrets in a man, and what he heard couldn't be found out. It didn't seem to exist in this world. Not going to investigate further.
The future is still far away, and the road is very long. Wei Shijin felt that maybe one day a man will take the initiative to share the secrets in his heart with him. There are many unexpected things in life.
Just like before tonight, Wei Shijin didn't expect that he would sit with the man and share unknown things, and he really said a few things.
I don't know if it was alcohol or the smell of tobacco. In the next hour or so, Song Min dug out some of the things that were rotten in his stomach and exuded a foul smell, and stopped blocking them. He felt more comfortable.
Song Min never told anyone about everything related to that relationship, not even Huang Dan or his guardian, but this time he vented it through a jiāo stream of sharing.
When the wine was over, Song Min was confused, and most of his defenses were withdrawn.
When Wei Shijin saw that the man remained in one position for a long time without moving, he moved the chair and sat closer, "Uncle, are you crying?"
Song Min propped his forehead, the smell of tobacco and alcohol mixed in his breath, "No."
Wei Shijin pulled the man's hand down and squeezed his face with the other hand. His eyes were red and there were no tears, but he felt like he was crying. ."
Song Min propped up the table and walked unsteadily to the back room. He bumped into the reclining chair, and when he almost fell, his waist was caught by a hand.
Wei Shijin helped the man in to lie down, he took off his glasses and put it aside, lowered his head and smiled, "Uncle, everything you did tonight challenged my self-control, first you slept like a pig in the hot spring pool. , I can't wake up even if I scream, and then I drink it in front of me so that I can do whatever I want, do you have any misunderstanding about me? I'm not a gentleman."
Song Min narrowed his eyes and looked at Wei Shijin. He didn't seem to be looking at him, but just fell into a void and didn't look at anything.
Wei Shijin shuns the hair on the man's forehead, and his movements are very gentle, "Uncle, if you don't treat yourself better, then your life will be very sad and pitiful, you are now."
Song Min opened Wei Shijin's hand and rolled over and lay still.
Wei Shijin pulled out the last cigarette in the cigarette case and lit it. He didn't do anything else, he just watched the man beside the bed, watching the other person's sleeping position changed and changed, and finally a man curled up with his arms and legs around his chest. It is said that people who sleep like this are extremely insecure in their hearts.
Although he is not a gentleman, Wei Shijin will not handle people when they drink into mud. It's boring, he is not so thirsty.
The next morning, Song Min woke up in Wei Shijin's arms, he had a cracking headache, and the clips from last night were like fireworks in his mind, one after another, which caught him off guard.
There was sleepiness in Wei Shijin's voice, "Morning."
Song Min got up from the quilt. This movement was very smooth. He found that he only had symptoms of a hangover, and there was no other abnormality. The tense jaw line softened instantly, and then he looked at the pillow with a strange look. The young man lying on the side carelessly.
Wei Shijin's face was ambiguous, "Fall in love with me?"
Song Min took away the young man's hand on his waist and lifted the quilt to get up. He found clothes and trousers on the ground and put them on. His head still hurts. He didn't fail the last mission.