Xiang Yu sat in the car, raised his head slightly, and watched Jin Fubai quietly in the night.
From this angle, you can clearly see the convex arc of his Adam's apple and the tight jawline.
"Don't go home tonight".
This is an ambiguous invitation.
What surprised Xiang Yu herself was that she had just heard those "truths", and when she heard him say this, she still felt that the "bang bang bang" in her chest was difficult to calm down.
Xiang Yu knew that what Li Mao said at the dinner table was not aimed at her, the man just didn't wink, that's why Li Hao stopped him.
But in fact, it's not Li Mao's fault. I want to know what kind of people are in their circle. They are extremely luxurious and they are all people who live at the top of the pyramid. Look at love and love.
The so-called deep affection is probably a strange flower in their eyes.
Of course, Li Mao didn't think that there would really be strange flowers on the dinner table. Maybe in his eyes, Xiang Yu was just a "temporary" person beside Jin Fubai.
So there is no taboo to chat.
But if this matter is really counted, it's not Jin Fubai's fault.
When Xiang Yu called back his phone number on the landline at home, he never thought that he would have a boyfriend who was more affectionate than Jin Jian.
She just has a crush on the man in front of her.
So Jin Fubai is willing to coax, and she is also willing to go down this level.
Xiang Yu hardly hesitated, nodding with a smile: "Okay, where are you going to take me?"
She answered too neatly, but Jin Fubai hesitated.
This girl Xiang Yu is too transparent, she probably didn't hear Li Mao's words.
Jin Fubai found out some time ago that when Xiang Yu was playing games with her head down, she wasn't completely focused, and she knew exactly what was going on around her.
He even whispered in his ear once, that the woman at the table next to her kicked off her shoes while eating, and rubbed her feet in stockings against the man's trousers, all the way to her thighs.
Jin Fubai smiled at her: "No wonder you always pass so many levels, what are you watching?"
"I'm amazing, isn't this a distraction, otherwise I can pass a lot of tests." Xiang Yu said at the time.
Jin Fubai also occasionally has a whim, sitting next to Xiang Yu and watching her play games. Her game is probably the most boring kind of game in the game, but when such little bugs are in her hands, they can really grow. To the point where I had to walk around my own tail.
There were also times when he was wrong, he deliberately went over to kiss her, watched her bump into his tail, and then angrily tried to reason with him.
As long as she is absent-minded, she can't get past the first few levels.
So what Li Mao said today, she actually listened to it.
Now that he heard it, Jin Fubai would rather she lose a little temper, rather than be so nonchalant, that people can't see how much she likes him in her heart.
Jin Fubai suddenly felt a little dull, got into the car and started the accelerator: "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
He originally wanted to take her to the hot spring hotel to make it easier for him to make trouble and to warm up his feelings, but now he is in no mood.
The car drove all the way to the city center, passed the old courtyard house, and stopped at the entrance of the alley.
There is a section where the facade of the house is being repaired, and the green net is blocked, and the car cannot drive in and needs to walk.
The Imperial City in 2012 was a city of contradictions, which not only carried the dreams of countless young people, with tall buildings and bright lights, but also wrapped up old courtyard houses and hutongs with bird cages.
Even the subway has been repaired to Line 15. The vertical and horizontal subway lines seem to cover the entire city's network, but at the moment Jin Fubai brought her to the place, the dark alley is like a crevice in this bustling city, like a holy place for assassination.
When getting out of the car, Jin Fubai helped Yu open the car door and stretched his palm in front of her: "Are you coming?"
Deeper than that hutong is him. He is like a long street with no end in his dreams. It is deep, but it makes people want to keep going.
Xiang Yu put his hand on Jin Fubai's palm, got up with his strength, wore thin high heels, took his arm and followed him with a deep foot and a shallow foot.
But he was still full of interest: "How many years has this place been here? I smelled something musty."
Jin Fubai gently curved the corners of his lips while she followed without hesitation. He turned on the flashlight function that came with his mobile phone to illuminate a space.
Xiang Yu said, "Close it, the moonlight is also very beautiful."
He has never walked through Lao Jiu's alley with people like this at night, and now he feels it, and it doesn't feel bad. The woman next to him is hugging his arm tightly, and the soft touch on his chest is pressing on the outside of his forearm. without knowing it.
If I hadn't met Li Mao, this night might have been more perfect.
The door of the courtyard was unlocked. When the door was opened, a long "squeak-" cut through the silence. A rope swayed around the door. Xiang Yu was stunned for a moment, but Jin Fubai raised his hand and pulled it gently. The yard instantly brightened up.
It's actually a light switch.
As far as I can see, it is a mess, and many old musical instruments are placed in the yard.
Xiang Yu ran in excitedly, and watched around a grand piano that had lost a lot of keys.
The piano case was open, and many kinds of ferns were planted in it, and the leaves protruded lushly from under the lifted cover.
Fluffy moss grows on the wood that has fallen off the lacquer body, and there is actually a flowering plant growing in the gap between the lost keys. The blue flowers are the size of rice grains, and five petals can be vaguely seen.
After watching Xiang Yu for a long time, he turned his head and asked Jin Fubai: "Is this wild, or is it planted by someone?"
"Planted."
He raised his chin at the side, and Xiang Yu saw that there was a large humidifier next to him. It was no wonder that the moss grew so well, and it was as green as a blanket.
White roses are born in the acoustic guitar next to the piano, and the leaves of the green dill are like a waterfall sloping down from the tuba.
These musical instruments are already very expensive, and I don't know who would turn on the humidification and heat preservation machines 24 hours a day, and spend a huge amount of money to support the special scenery of this hospital.
Xiang Yu looked around carefully, stood in front of the piano, and turned to look at Jin Fubai.
He was extraordinarily silent tonight. He was standing at the door smoking a cigarette, and the blue-white smoke rose from his fingers.
It was only after a long time that Xiang Yu learned that the owner of this yard was the "French girl" Li Raokou referred to.
And the person who spent a lot of money for this yard is the Zhuo Xiao who is still reluctant to love his lover after marriage, and hides his beauty in a golden house.
Jin Fubai bit the cigarette and raised his eyes, finding Xiang Yu's gaze.
Under the moonlight and the light, she looked over with wide eyes, and a slender finger caressed the piano keys with little strength.
Jin Fubai looked at her through the smoke.
There is an indescribable tacit understanding between them. The exchange of eyes in this scene is like being at the security checkpoint of Changsha Airport, and they will soon go their separate ways.
Xiang Yu suddenly opened his mouth at this time, and sighed dejectedly: "Jin Fubai, coax me, why do I feel unhappy about the story Li Mao told me no matter what?"
No one has ever dared to ask Jin Fubai, let alone coax me.
But Jin Fubai suddenly laughed, and the restlessness of the night dissipated.
The cigarette butt in his hand was pressed on the stone pier beside him, he strode over, and directly pushed Xiang Yu on the piano for a deep kiss.
The already rusted piano hammer made a dull hum, and Jin Fubai kissed her fiercely in this hum.
Xiang Yu subconsciously pulled on the hem of his clothes, closed his eyes tightly and raised his head to meet him.
Just like it is difficult for smokers to quit smoking, Xiang Yu suddenly felt at this moment that something was out of their mutual control and was developing into an unknown situation.
The ultimate victim of this kiss was the piano behind him. I don't know how distressed the owner was, and even knocked off a few pieces of moss.
Xiang Yu squatted on the ground, picked up a small piece of moss, and said distressedly, "This little thing can live for a long time. After drying for a few years, it can still live as long as it has enough water."
After speaking, she raised her head, "Do you have something like a small bottle that you can store and keep? It's a pity to let them die like this."
A small lump of moss is not enough to evoke Jin Fubai's warmth, but Xiang Yu at this moment can.
He remembered that when she squeezed the buckle of her underwear through the clothes just now, her eyes were full of shame and anger when she opened her eyes, and in her eyes, only his face was reflected.
Jin Fubai took out a small box of agarwood sticks from his trousers pocket, and dumped the agarwood into the trash can, then returned with the empty box, staring at Xiang Yu.
He smiled and squatted beside her, stroking along her auricle with the empty box: "Didn't you ask me to find a bottle and stare at me when I found it?"
Xiang Yu pouted, and seemed so distressed that he wanted him to turn over the trash can to pick up the agarwood: "Who told you to waste it, how much did your box of agarwood cost?"
"Agarwood has something, isn't that the piece of moss that you are distressed about?"
Jin Fubai fiddled with her earlobe with the empty box in his hand, and with a little touch, the broken diamond earrings on the earlobe shook.
Seeing that her ears were turning red, he leaned over and asked, "I'm afraid you won't be able to support me?"
"Of course I can't afford it! I only earn 2,700 a month. You are so prosperous, it's not enough for you to have a meal."
The lingering warmth in these words made Jin Fubai happy, as if they really had a "defeatable" home.
He himself put the small piece of moss into the empty box, closed the bottle and shook it, and the mud slammed against the thin metal wall, making a muffled sound.
Xiang Yu was still squatting there and staring at the ground. Jin Fubai had a lot of patience tonight, so he squatted with her.
After squatting for a while, Jin Fubai suddenly felt that something was wrong. He held Xiang Yu's hand and found that her fingers were cold, her palms were wet with cold sweat, and even the broken hair on her forehead was dyed with sweat unknowingly.
Jin Fubai frowned: "Xiang Yu, why are you uncomfortable?"
"Jin Fubai."
Xiang Yu's voice was dull and turned to look at him, "My stomach hurts so much."
Jin Fubai picked him up from the ground and strode out of the courtyard: "Go, go to the hospital."