, Naturally, careful cooking is required. thought Krist, teasing Bas with a grin.
Bas frowned, but his expression didn't look like he was refusing: "Oh, can I choose not to eat?"
Krist joked: "Hey, is this a show of affection?"
Bas blinked and didn't speak, and Krist didn't know how to answer the question with that "you can do it if you want" expression on his face.
Fortunately, God, who came out from the back kitchen holding a tray, broke the slightly awkward atmosphere. God first put one of the plates in front of Bas, his expression disappeared from his usual indecency or sleepiness, and instead filled with the nervousness of a primary school student standing in front of the teacher: "Uh... I tried my best, it should be edible."
Bas laughed out loud, sternly patted God on the head: "Well, you did a great job."
Krist rolled his eyes, picked up another plate of curry and ate it with a spoon. After one sip, he couldn't stop coughing. Under God's playful eyes, he picked up the water on the side and poured it vigorously before complaining to God: "Fuck, brother, are you trying to trick me on purpose?! This is too salty!!"
"Uh uh uh, Bas, leave him alone, your disc is absolutely fine!" God ignored Krist at all, coaxing Bas softly.
Emphasis on sex over friends! ! Definitely gave him the failed item! ! Krist grinned, but after rinsing, he also felt that the taste was passable. In addition, he was really hungry, so he ate most of it with plain water.
God stared at Bas to eat, but turned his gaze to Krist from time to time, and kept shaking his head. The inexplicable movements made Krist a little puzzled. God didn't care either, just smiled and said, "So what are you going to do?"
"What should I do?" Krist pretended to be stupid.
"Your Sing senior." God is not as gentle as Bas. He pierced Krist's disguise mercilessly, "You've been like this since you came back from the beach, something must have happened, right? It's been a week, and you plan to continue until then?"
"I..." Krist put down the spoon in a daze, "I don't know."
He didn't know what to do. He likes that person, really likes him, likes him hopelessly. Singto will send a line to Kris every day, from time to time, just a touch of concern. Like just now, it was to remind Krist to eat well. But that person's concern made Krist feel like he was really integrated into his life.
However, Singto never appeared in front of Krist after that.
God couldn't bear it and pushed Krist who was in a daze: "Uh, have you finished eating? After finishing eating, go and help my brother get the guitar, the room where you usually play drums."
"Yes, yes... why do you want a guitar all of a sudden?"
"If you're told to go, just go, don't ask so many questions!"
Kris frowned. He felt that God was a bit strange today, but he got up obediently. Just take it as an after-dinner activity and digest it.
I always feel that the atmosphere in the backstage of the bar today is a little different from usual.
The warm orange light calmed Krist's agitated heart a lot. The only drawback was that it was a bit dark, and Krist could hardly see the road ahead. He walked forward by memory, looking around the hallway he knew so well.
Because it was familiar, he could easily spot the difference.
There are several picture frames hanging on the wall. Krist always felt like he sensed something. His heart was beating violently uncontrollably, and he couldn't restrain himself from looking closely at the heart.
So he saw himself, the self standing in the sun in a daze. Compared with the Singto who impressed him deeply, he was really ordinary that day. Crazy, stupid, silly - but it seems like falling in love.
—Photographs can reflect the photographer's thoughts.
There are many others. Laughing presumptuously in front of Singto when nothing has been exposed; accidentally dropping the camera, picking it up in a hurry and holding it in his arms for careful inspection; sitting opposite Singto eating with a few The root surface is in a daze.
——His senior Sing is very bad at expressing. I don't like to say what I think in my heart, and I will habitually think rationally when encountering problems, with a cold and indifferent appearance. But that's what he likes about Singto.
The photo stretches all the way to the door of the house Krist is going to. There are also Krist's devotion when playing drums, cheerfulness when talking and laughing with friends, and even laughing and fighting with God and others. There are so many photos that even Krist himself can't remember when they left them, and those figures that even he himself doesn't know are all kept in these pictures.
— How could he have forgotten that there are other things that can speak instead of Singto.
Such as a smile, such as a photo. Another example, a kiss. They are all telling Krist about Singto's heart. Singto is equally restless, fearful, and loves him so much that he can't extricate himself.
So what can Krist do now
He remembered that Gun had asked him half-jokingly, since he liked Singto so much, why didn't he accept Singto's pursuit? Did he want to get revenge on Singto
Of course he didn't want revenge, he just didn't know what kind of future this love would usher in.
When there is so much love that it is about to overflow, it always makes people worry about losing it. Even if that person's love flows away a little bit, he will become panicked. However, it is actually very strange to think this way, obviously it is enough to just live in the present moment*.
Krist stood in front of that door. He can probably guess what he can see when he opens the door. Can you see that person's gentle smile? The arc that sometimes made him feel at ease, and sometimes made his teeth itch with hatred. Closing her eyes, Krist had already imagined the man's face. His smile was always faint, and his eyes seemed to be twinkling. Krist felt that the man had reached out to him.
When meeting Singto, he always becomes timid. However, he can also muster up the courage to pursue it again for Singto.
Be honest with yourself. Think clearly—at this moment, at this moment, at this second, what exactly does he want
He took the doorknob.
Sure enough, he saw the man. The man stood in front of his drum kit, with his hands behind his back, with a bit of shame written on his face. Such a Singto is so rare that Krist couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile softly.
So clumsy, so clumsy that he didn't look like the Sing senior he was familiar with. But all of this is because of him, isn't it
Singto was a little embarrassed, but walked up to Krist step by step firmly. Only then did Krist see that what Singto was holding in his hand was a bunch of purple hyacinths. Seeing that Krist didn't say a word, Singto opened his mouth softly: "It's really too exaggerated to send roses. I always think that Kit and Hyacinth are very suitable, so I bought it."
Krist coughed twice, trying hard to return to his expressionless face. He took the bouquet from Singto's hand, but still kept his mouth shut.
"The photos outside... I took them one by one." Singto didn't care about Krist's silence either. Under the dim light, Krist even had the illusion that the eyes of the person in front of him were his only light source, "Kit is really a person with a lot of expressions. When I was sorting out the photos, I was thinking, are you still Is there any expression that I don't know?"
Singto just looked at Krist so deeply, as if there was nothing in his eyes, only Krist. Krist remembered that this was what he had prayed for. But now, those unattainable wishes have come true one by one.
It's like dreaming.
"Just thinking about you showing an expression I don't know in front of other people... I feel very annoyed. It will make me look immature. I used to think that I am older than you, so many things have to be done before you Considering that I want to protect you like an adult and not give you psychological pressure. But it will make me look cold, sorry. In fact, I wanted to tell you a long time ago that I want to be the one who is closest to Kit in the world people."
As it should be. He does not lack a father, and does not need Singto's "fatherly love". It's better to be selfish and possessive - he wants to feel Singto's love.
Of course, not just feelings.
Krist didn't let Singto finish his sentence. He suddenly opened his arms and hugged Singto tightly, making trouble like a child hugging his belongings. Singto, who was so hugged by him that he couldn't move his hands, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to free his hands to hug Krist back, but was suppressed by Krist with even greater force: "Don't move, senior, if you move around, I don't need to say the next thing gone."
Krist's threat made Singto stop his movements and stand up straight, as stiff as a zombie.
Really, really, really cute. Although he likes Singto who is calm and self-possessed and exudes charm, but this Singto who loses control of his emotions like a child is also very charming.