In the low-key and luxurious restaurant, soothing music flows in the ears.
Duan Shutong held the spoon and unconsciously stirred in the bowl, with his head lowered, "That... I don't really know her very well."
Damn, what are you talking about? What do you mean don't know each other? So ambiguous!
After spurning himself in his heart, Duan Shutong ruthlessly smeared himself: "I have done some immature things before..."
"I know." Xi Duan's expression was indifferent, showing no emotion.
He was really uncomfortable in the elevator, and he has mostly calmed down now. He doesn't want to mention the past, and he doesn't dare to mention the future.
Duan Shutong was inexplicably guilty, "Actually, I used to joke around, I never went with them, I did it on purpose for others to see."
Secret joy arose suddenly, Xi Duan looked up at him, "Why explain it to me?"
Duan Shutong opened his mouth, yes, why did he explain this to Xi Duan? Everyone is a man, is it so important whether you have a girlfriend or not
He stumbled and said: "You, you concentrate on your work, I worry that the gap is too big to be...friends."
"Won't."
Under the orange light of the restaurant, the man's deep eyes showed some tenderness for no reason.
Duan Shutong's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up abruptly, flustered, "I've finished eating, let's go for a walk."
Without waiting for the seat to respond, he left the restaurant.
In the autumn of September, the tigers gradually dispersed, adding a few strands of coolness at night. I didn't wear a coat when I went to the restaurant for dinner, and it was a little cold after I came out.
Caressing the chestnut on his arm, Duan Shutong chose the latter when he was torn between going back to get his coat or continuing to take a walk.
There are many high-rise buildings in the sea city, and the approaching dark clouds can only be glimpsed from the gaps in the cold buildings.
Duan Shutong didn't care about the dark clouds, he walked aimlessly along the street, pedestrians were in a hurry, traffic was surging, this metropolis seemed to be so tight that it was hard to breathe.
Unconsciously, she took out her mobile phone, and Ms. Dong called him in the group: Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, will Tongtong come back this year
Duan's father said directly: Come back from Mid-Autumn Festival, I have something to discuss.
Duan Sifu was still so busy that she didn't know what day and night, she was not in the group.
He flipped through the calendar and found that the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day holidays are only a few days away, so why not go back to Yan City and have a reunion dinner at that time.
Stopping at the door of a store at random, he bowed his head to reply to the message in the group, and just after sending, he heard a slightly hoarse voice beside him, like rosemary under the night.
"Cigarette?" A slender white hand stretched out.
Duan Shutong raised his head in confusion, the sky was gloomy and neon lights were shining, the face of the man in front of him was involved in the colorful lights and shadows, and the narrow eyebrows and eyes were even more bewitching.
He is a pretty handsome man, without the slightest femininity, and looks a little lazy.
"Thank you, I won't smoke." Duan Shutong refused.
"Ha," the man smiled inexplicably, "I don't smoke either."
Duan Shutong: "..." Is this person trying to strike up a conversation with him
Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew, and the humidity in the air was getting heavier. Duan Shutong looked up at the sky, could it be raining
"Weather forecast, heavy rain in a while." The man played with the lighter with his fingertips, the flame sticking out and then retracting, sticking out and retracting.
Duan Shutong was already in a state of confusion, but he became even more impatient when he heard this voice, and planned to return.
"Wait a minute," the man stopped him, "Do you know where this is?" He pointed to the plaque.
Duan Shutong followed the direction of his finger and said silently, "Bar?"
"Seeing that you are very preoccupied, let's have a drink together?" The beautiful man issued an invitation.
Duan Shutong was startled, he finally felt that something was wrong, a straight man would not be so ambiguous to strike up a conversation with a man on the street.
"Sorry." He shook his head in refusal and turned to leave.
"I know you are the same as me." The man smiled, "Really don't you want to try?"
Duan Shutong: "..." Although you look good, it's a pity that you're not my type.
A face suddenly appeared in his mind, Duan Shutong couldn't help sighing, and finally fully admitted his thoughts.
From the first time he saw Xi Duan, he was hooked.
The rain came quickly and urgently, and it fell on the head with a crackling, without giving anyone any time to prepare.
The cold raindrops hit his face and body, and the cold air entered his body. Duan Shutong shivered from the cold, and fled to the eaves of the store, and walked along the eaves.
But there were only a few eaves on this road, and he was still drowned, so he could only speed up his pace and run to the hotel.
With a "plop", he bumped his head into someone's arms. He covered his head with one hand, but he didn't see clearly, so he just lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Just as he was about to move away sideways, someone grabbed his wrist, and the warmth of his palm penetrated through the cold skin, instantly scalding his heart.
"Hold it." The man's voice was low and familiar as he handed the black umbrella handle in front of him.
Duan Shutong raised his head subconsciously, stared blankly at the other party, but thought again: He must be very embarrassed and ugly now.
Seeing that the young man didn't move, Xi Duan forced the umbrella handle into his hand, quickly took off his coat, put it on his shoulder, and took back the umbrella, "Put it on."
Duan Shutong lowered his head and obediently put it on, followed the man's footsteps, and walked to the hotel together.
The rain curtain outside the umbrella became a curtain, and there was a world under the umbrella. The two were close but far away.
After a while, Duan Shutong asked hoarsely, "Why did you come?"
Xi Duan said lightly: "It's raining."
A soreness hit the nasal cavity suddenly, Duan Shutong sneezed several times in succession, Xi Duan frowned, and tilted the umbrella towards the young man.
Back at the hotel, Duan Shutong took a hot bath for the first time, but he still felt a little chilly, his head was very dizzy, he nestled under the quilt, and fell asleep in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard someone calling him, he wanted to open his eyes but couldn't open them, as if stuck by something, he couldn't open his mouth when he wanted to speak, his mind was so heavy that he couldn't control it, he was anxious He frowned.
"How is he?" Xi Duan looked at the bitter young man on the bed and asked the doctor.
"Cold, low fever."
"How?"
"Drink plenty of water, this will recover slowly by itself, it's not too serious."
Xi Duan frowned, "But he's suffering now."
The doctor was very cold, "Colds are uncomfortable, if you are really worried, give him some cold medicine."
Xi Duan: "..."
Cen Ning on the side hurriedly said, "What medicine, I'll go buy it now."
Then I went out of the room with the doctor.
When there was no sound in the room, Duan Shutong finally opened his sore eyes with difficulty, and saw a person sitting on the bedside.
"I'll go get some water." Seeing that he woke up, Xi Duan went to pour a cup of hot water without saying a single word of nonsense.
Duan Shutong felt a little sore and sat up with his arms propped up, feeling a bit embarrassed, "Thank you. What time is it?"
"Ten p.m."
After Duan Shutong finished drinking the water, Xi Duan asked, "More?"
The young man nodded, he was indeed a little thirsty.
His eyes fell on the back of the man pouring water, and he cheered up, "How do you know I'm sick?"
The sound of water pouring into the glass echoed in the quiet room. After Xi finished pouring the water, he returned to the bed with a calm expression, "If you don't reply to WeChat, you should not knock on the door."
Duan Shutong held the cup, "Thank you."
"No need," the man lowered his eyelashes, "Duan Dong asked me to take care of you earlier."
Duan Shutong: "..." So these cares are only because of his father's entrustment
He was always hiding things, but his mood became more unstable after he fell ill, and Xi Duan's meticulous care made him greedy, and all kinds of complicated emotions were intertwined. Pull hard, it hurts.
Ton Ton finished his second cup and put the cup on the bedside table. He slid directly under the quilt, turned his back to the mat, and said sullenly, "I want to sleep."
"Wait until you finish taking the medicine before going to bed." The man's attitude was a little tough.
It has to be said that the patient's emotions are really capricious, and the thoughts that had been tightly suppressed by reason almost burst out at this moment.
Duan Shutong really wanted to ask Xi Duan: Why do you take care of me so much
If it's because of his father, then there's no need, he's not underage; if it's because of treating him as a friend, then he'd rather not be a friend, it's too frustrating.
He held back in the end, and only pretended to be indifferent: "You don't have to worry about me, go back first, I'll be fine after a night of sleep."
There was only the sound of breathing in the room.
Duan Shutong hid under the quilt, but one ear was pricked up, but he couldn't hear anything, and he began to think wildly: What is Xi Duan doing? What is his expression now? What would he think of me? Do you think I'm making trouble out of no reason
Then I thought again: wouldn’t it be nice to take the opportunity to make him hate me, so that I wouldn’t be able to see and touch him every day, and instead scratch my heart and lungs, making me feel terribly uncomfortable.
But when he thought that Xi Duan would hate him, he felt a dull pain in his heart.
Thinking of the end, he himself was confused.
Finally, Cen Ning's knock on the door broke the silence, cold medicine was delivered, and Xi poured a third glass of water, saying in a very calm tone, "Get up and take your medicine."
Duan Shutong: "..." Why isn't he angry at all
I had no choice but to get up expressionlessly, swallowed the pills with water, and said to Cen Ning with a smile, "Thank you Brother Cen for helping me buy the medicine, it's late, you guys go back and rest, you have to go to the exhibition tomorrow morning."
After speaking, lie down and cover the quilt.
"Hmm." The man responded in a low voice.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of closing the door, and Duan Shutong breathed a sigh of relief, but he couldn't ignore the loss in his heart.
It is said that love is sour and sweet, why does he only taste sourness? Is it because of unrequited love
Probably because of taking the medicine, he soon fell asleep in a daze, but was awakened by a burst of urination.
Drink too much water, can't help it.
Duan Shutong sat up from the bed, and was about to get out of bed when he suddenly saw a person sitting on the sofa not far from the bed!
He was startled, "Didn't you go back?"
Xi Duan stood up, with an obviously tired face, "Cen Ning is going back. If you need anything, I'll bring it to you."
Duan Shutong was stunned, and said in a nasal voice, "Have you been sitting there?" He glanced at the wall clock, it was early morning.
Xi Duan didn't reply, just asked: "What do you want?"
"I asked you if you have been sitting there!" Duan Shutong lost control of his emotions.
Xi Duan looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch the space between his eyebrows, and said in a tired voice, "Yes. What do you want?"
Duan Shutong was stunned for a while, then laughed again, covered his eyes with the back of his hand to hide the red eye sockets, and whispered, "Xi Duan, why are you so nice."
So good that he didn't even want to let go.
But let alone harm him.
"What?" Xi Duan didn't hear clearly, and took a step forward.
Duan Shutong lifted the quilt, put on his shoes, walked to the man with heavy legs, and hugged him frankly under Xi Duan's surprised gaze.
"It's great to have a friend like you."
Xi Duan slightly raised his hand to the back of the young man's head.
"Also, I just want to go to the bathroom."
Duan Shutong let go of him, letting go of the warmth soaked in the fragrance of pine and bamboo.
Xi Duan is so good, he can't bear it.
The author has something to say: After the wind and rain, there is a rainbow, after the sourness, there is sweetness, don't worry, there are always times when you can't help it, hehe.
In addition, I discussed one thing with the fairies, because the manuscripts are exhausted, and Sunday will hit the thousand-word revenue list, so Saturday will be suspended for one day, and the compensation will be doubled on Sunday! More on Sunday night at 11:30!
These two updates are on Friday.