The day before the little madman returned to China, Jiang Yuqian didn't go to the company. He cleaned the inside and outside of the house, prepared a new set of toothbrushes, slippers, and pajamas, and went to the flower and bird market to buy some fresh potted plants. It was there that he met Sun Yiwen who also came to buy flowers.
The two of them were unexpectedly calm, and it seemed that they had no time to respond to the encounter here.
The two got together, casually strolled among the neatly arranged flowers for sale, and chatted a few words casually.
"When will Zhou Hao come back?" Sun Yiwen held up an exquisite potted plant and looked at it carefully, asking seemingly unintentionally.
"Tomorrow." Jiang Yuqian said hoarsely.
"It's so fast, it's been two years since I've been there."
"Um."
Sun Yiwen put down the potted plant in his hand, moved forward a few steps, his eyes flicked quickly like a lantern. Suddenly, he bent down and picked up a pot of emerald green asparagus, and turned to look at Jiang Yuqian, "Buy this pot, he should like it."
Jiang Yuqian was ashamed of this man, but if he had a conscience, he would not dare to look into Sun Yiwen's eyes. Those eyes were too bright, and the light pierced straight into his heart.
"Okay." He walked over, intending to take the asparagus from Sun Yiwen's hand.
As soon as the fingertips of his right hand touched the purple sand flowerpot, Sun Yiwen seemed to regret it, and held the flowerpot firmly.
Jiang Yuqian let go of his hand, and glanced at Sun Yiwen, trying to figure out his intentions.
"Be nice to him," Sun Yiwen asked Shang Jiang Yuqian very solemnly, "He has suffered a lot."
Jiang Yuqian pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids.
Sure enough, he is most afraid of the eyes of the man in front of him, so gentle and harmless that he makes you feel guilty.
Sun Yiwen handed the asparagus bamboo to him, "This pot is very beautiful, I have been picking it for a long time."
Jiang Yuqian reached out to take it again, and while handing over, he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."
He should apologize to this kind man. The debt he owed for so many years must be repaid after all.
"It's okay." Sun Yiwen smiled very gently.
"He will come back tomorrow, let's have a meal together at home, I will do it."
Sun Yiwen shook his head and refused, "I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't go, you cook him something delicious."
After finishing speaking, he said goodbye to Jiang Yuqian, and walked away with a little hesitation. With flickering eyes, it was obvious that he wanted to say something just now, but he didn't speak in the end.
why is that
Jiang Yuqian stared at the frail and thin figure in the unpretentious T-shirt and trousers, half a head shorter than the average boy. He had seen with his own eyes, the little lunatic with one arm around a man's shoulder, walking down the street chicly and recklessly.
It was him who separated the two who were so good as conjoined twins.
He stared at Sun Yiwen's back again and again, his eyes gradually darkened, and the sultry air made him feel a little suffocated. I don't know which moment triggered his Feng Chen's memory. He remembered the sentence in the little madman's book many years ago—life goes on... and on
He roughly understood the meaning of these words.
"If life has no regrets, how boring it would be."
Did Sun Yiwen think the same way? Be at the mercy of others, never fight back, only look at you with a pair of clear eyes, in the small and beautiful body, it should not be timid, it should be tenacity.
That trickle-down tenacity.
It was a hot summer noon, and Jiang Yuqian left the flower and bird market with three potted plants in his arms. When he drove home, he had no time to spare, and he organized the things he bought into the right place one by one.
After finishing his work, he went to the study room and took out the page of letter paper from the drawer. Now he can memorize dozens of lines of words on a full page, from beginning to end. The life of the little lunatic for more than 30 years has been transformed into characters, condensed in these dozens of lines, so precious, it is enough to make people cry.
He, and the man with gentle eyes, were all mixed into these dozens of lines. As for the serving size, he didn't need to ask, since he couldn't figure it out.
Putting away the letter paper, Jiang Yuqian leaned his back on the desk, held the phone with his whole body relaxed, and pressed the recording button in the WeChat dialog box.
"I didn't ask you yesterday, what time will you arrive tomorrow?"
About an hour later, the other side said in a tired tone, "I don't know. I have to transfer to Ethiopia on the way. I just arrived at the city airport. I will take a taxi back to City A tomorrow."
"Then I won't pick you up, pay attention to safety on the road."
"Wash it at home and wait for me. I've been holding back for two years."
Jiang Yuqian unconsciously tapped the table with his left hand a few times, with a brisk rhythm, and a real smile burst out from the corner of his mouth.
After sitting for twenty hours in a row, their team of medical volunteers finally arrived in City A. The teammates were so excited that they had already planned the next itinerary. They would sleep in the dark first, and then go out for a crazy meal. They are not used to the food in Africa. In the past two years, there is little water in the stomach, and there is no oil.
The group of them was quite spectacular, the huge army passed through the security check and walked towards the exit.
Zhou Hao waved goodbye to the crowd, and dragged his suitcase rumblingly forward. Suddenly, someone from behind patted him. He stood still, turned his head, but saw no one. So, he continued to walk forward, and after a while, he was hit again.
This time Zhou Hao wasn't in a hurry to see who he was, he slowed down his pace a bit, took advantage of the other party's unpreparedness, and suddenly turned around—
The man was no more than seven or eight steps away from him. The cuffs of his white shirt were slightly rolled up, and the collar button was unbuttoned. His lower body was wearing well-tailored black trousers. into a back head. Sniffing with the nose, the smell on the body has not changed, it is still the same perfume as before.
"Didn't I say I would go back alone?" The reproachful words still felt familiar.
Jiang Yuqian licked his lower lip, a little nervous, "I'm idle anyway." Only his eyes were presumptuous, staring greedily at the little lunatic.
Zhou Hao turned around awkwardly, with Jiang Yuqian behind his back, so he dared to grin and snicker.
Dumbwood took his suitcase and followed behind him.
"Where is your car?"
"At parking lot 2, let's go."
During the drive home, the two didn't talk much, and Zhou Hao leaned on the seat and took a nap. There is a traffic jam ahead, and the car is behind the team.
Jiang Yuqian turned his face to the side, his eyes were soft enough to melt water.
Zhou Hao suddenly opened his eyes, caught his peeping, "peeping at me again."
Jiang Yuqian tilted his head slightly, smiling a little shyly, "It's tanned."
"There's nothing wrong with a man's dark spots. I haven't mentioned you yet. You've changed a lot." Zhou Hao reached out and stroked his hair, "Have you applied hairspray?"
Jiang Yuqian grabbed the troublesome hand, "Don't touch it randomly."
"Hey, pretend to be handsome, get me one when you go back."
The vehicles in front were cleared, and Jiang Yuqian drove away from the intersection cautiously.
When he got home, Zhou Hao couldn't bear the oil on his body, so he rushed to the bathroom immediately. Just hearing the sound of rushing water inside, Jiang Yuqian couldn't help feeling itchy. He went to the closet and took the newly bought pajamas in.
The body behind the glass partition was hidden in the hazy heat, and he didn't know whether it was heat or nervousness. His forehead was covered with tiny beads of sweat, his throat rolled down, and even his voice trembled, "Put the pajamas on for you." here."
Zhou Hao turned off the shower and the sound fell silent, only then did he realize that Jiang Yuqian was also inside.
"Jiang Yuqian, come, scratch my itch, I can't reach my back." Zhou Hao sincerely threw out an olive branch to him.
Dumbwood swallowed, opened the partition, and asked very seriously, "Where?"
"Just the back."
Du Mumu scratched a few times copingly, "It's almost there, it's too hot inside, I'm going out."
"You don't mind."
Dai Mumu said word by word, afraid that the other party might misunderstand something, "It's really hot."
Zhou Hao laughed out loud suddenly, and pushed him away, "It's alright, alright, go out quickly."
"What do you want to eat now?"
"Leave me alone, I ate it on the plane."
Jiang Yuqian exited the bathroom and went to the study to be quiet. Not long after, the little lunatic also finished washing. There was a rustling sound of opening the door, and then he was heard on the phone.
The book was spread out casually in his hand, and he didn't read a few lines, his mind had already drifted away. He followed his heart and went to the bedroom.
"Who did you just call?"
Zhou Hao wiped his hair and said, "Give it to an uncle in my hometown. I will go back to my hometown the day after tomorrow. I want to take my grandparents over."
"Just right, Jiangbei's house is also healed."
The topic changed, Zhou Hao narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, pretending to be puzzled, "You were weird in the bathroom just now." As he spoke, his eyes glanced down at someone's crotch.
Unable to dodge in time, Jiang Yuqian held the little lunatic's head, and even with the towel on his head, kissed him sideways. The scent of shower gel after the bath, mixed with the mint flavor in the man's mouth, stimulated the adrenal glands of Du Mu intentionally or unintentionally.
"Do you eat chewing gum?" The tip of the nose touched, and the breath was already messed up.
"Well, on the... plane..."
Before he finished speaking, the man was sealed again. The exuberant energy could no longer be satisfied by the previous insipid taste, and Dumbu pulled the little lunatic down on the bed, and covered his eyes with the half-wet towel.
"What are you doing?"
"A new twist on research."
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Zhou Hao was exhausted from tormenting, lying on his back limply on the bed, chattering endlessly, Jiang Yuqian got up and dressed, looked at the little lunatic with flushed cheeks,
"Do you have the strength to speak again?"
Zhou Hao did not answer him, and the moaning sound in his mouth was obviously much heavier.
"Get up, go wash up, you don't feel bad if it's sticky."
"I don't dislike your children, I'm exhausted, and I just want to be paralyzed."
Jiang Yuqian took out a few pieces of paper and wiped the back of him, at least visually, it was much clearer.
Zhou Hao couldn't remember what happened afterwards, and he fell into a long-term coma. When he woke up, the bedroom was pitch black, and the light from outside the curtains made it impossible to tell whether it was morning or night.
He turned on the phone screen and it showed 18:21. He closed his eyes again, feeling dizzy from comfort.
"I just came back today and brought you coffee beans, a specialty there. When are you free to meet?"
Zhou Hao sent Xiaosun a message. The most recent conversation was about asking him to go to People's Park two years ago. It has been such a long time.
He held up his cell phone which was glowing cold, and waited for a reply wholeheartedly. Seven o'clock passed and there was still no reply from the other side.
Jiang Yuqian pushed the door open at the right time and came in very lightly, "Are you awake? Get up and eat."
Zhou Hao blinked at him, his face hidden in the dark was a little naive, a chaotic expression that was half asleep and half awake. He didn't get up, he was still lying on the bed, and the glowing mobile phone was placed next to the pillow.
But he didn't know that in Jiang Yuqian's eyes, such confusion and confusion had a hint of provocation. The man's Adam's apple rolled from top to bottom, his lips were tightly pursed, and his brows and eyes were full of fascination.
"Hurry up." He had no choice but to use unemotional words to cover up the throbbing in his heart.
Zhou Hao changed the position of his body, facing the man with his back. The man took a step forward and walked to the side of the bed little by little, while also facing the charming desire in his heart little by little.
Jiang Yuqian stood lightly and steadily in front of Zhou Hao's eyelids, blocking the weak light outside, and the person on the bed turned over again and turned his back.
Dumbudu had some doubts, he said, "What's the matter? Get up and eat."
Only then did Zhou Hao turn his body around, and with a light tug of his left hand, Du Mumu threw himself on him. In the twilight, the four pairs of eyes faced each other directly, shining with warm affection.
"Why?" Jiang Yuqian's Adam's apple moved again.
Zhou Hao finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and when he let go of his anger, he said, "You are really dumb."
Jiang Yuqian knew that he was being teased, so he went along with the flow and turned against the guest. For a while, the only sound in the bedroom was the crackling of four lips.
The untimely text message prompt tone ruined the enthusiasm of the moment.
Zhou Hao subconsciously went to get his phone, Jiang Yuqian held down his two hands, interlocking his fingers.
"Farewell, kiss, mobile phone..." Intermittent words rolled from Jiang Yuqian's tongue, and then flowed out.
Jiang Yuqian let him go for the time being, leaving him some space to check the information, but his hands were still dishonestly groping for the ignition.
"Okay, I can do it anytime." This was Xiao Sun's reply.
Zhou Hao typed a few words, "Can I do it tomorrow?"
Jiang Yuqian leaned over to take a look, and the name displayed at the top of the screen was Wenwen. The lust that was still blooming just now was suddenly swept away, and his face turned into plain boiled water.
Zhou Hao saw this man's jealousy, put down his phone, discussed with the man, and said, "It's hard to go abroad. I brought some special products, and I also brought some for Wenwen."
"I didn't think much of it."
The dead duck has a hard mouth!
Zhou Hao chuckled, as if coaxing a child, "Okay, you didn't think much about it."
At a time like this, he can only keep silent, he can't say anything about the little lunatic.
"Why don't you call him over to have a meal tomorrow, since I don't go to work, I'll get up early and go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables."
"Okay." Jiang Yuqian said with a straight face.
Zhou Hao took a closer look at the man, he was really jealous.
"Didn't think too much?"
"No, I met him yesterday, and I plan to ask him to have dinner with him."
Zhou Hao squinted his eyes and smiled, jumped up from the bed, "Let's go, let's eat!"
With a sullen face, Jiang Yuqian asked in a low voice, "Are you still doing it?"
"Eat first, fill your stomach and then eat you."
"Who eats whom?"