Amidst the noise and chaos, a heavy cough was heard suddenly. "Tsk, be careful of the impact."
They moved a distance away from each other, Feng Ning turned his face away and cleared his throat.
The man with the short haircut smiled and looked them up and down, teasing them, "Hold on, this is a place to eat."
After a few words of jokes, the man left. For the first time ever, Feng Ning felt a little embarrassed. Her ears were a little red. She turned around and looked straight at Jiang Wen.
He tried to act calm, but a thin layer of shyness still appeared on his face.
Not long after, another person came to tease them, and said with a smile: "Ningzi, why are you still eating? Turn right when you go out, there is a hotel 500 meters away, hurry up."
Feng Ning was calm and collected. She grumbled a few times and sent the man away. She picked up a bunch of grilled wings and put it in her mouth.
After a few minutes, Feng Ning suddenly kicked him under the table, "Okay, don't be shy."
Jiang Wen quickly raised his eyes and glared at Feng Ning.
He glanced at her face for a few times, then turned his head away and looked elsewhere. His heart was filled with confusion, and he said to cover it up: "Can you wipe your mouth?"
"What's wrong with my mouth?"
"What do you think?"
Feng Ning sipped his beer nonchalantly, "Why, we kissed each other, and now you're disgusted?"
Jiang asked: “?”
She continued in a nonchalant manner, "There are still so many, so you won't eat them?"
Jiang Wen managed to squeeze out a few words, "I can't eat."
"Why are you wasting food? You need to change this habit."
Feng Ning picked up a bunch of potatoes and a bunch of crispy bones, "Forget it, let me take care of it."
Watching her wolfing down the food, Jiang Wen's pink bubbles shattered all over the floor.
His face turned red and then pale, and he was a little frustrated. "Who wants to eat barbecue after pouring out their heart to each other? Feng Ning, are you a woman?"
"Who said we can't have barbecue after having a heart-to-heart?"
Feng Ning didn't think there was anything wrong at all. "I'm in such a good mood, so my appetite is good. Of course I have to take the opportunity to eat more."
Jiang asked: “… ”
They pushed open the door and walked out into the wind. Feng Ning shrank back, buried her face in her scarf to block the wind, and put her hands in her pockets.
The two walked side by side on the street, about an arm's length apart.
Passing by a small supermarket, Feng Ning stopped and said, "Wait for me here."
After a while, Feng Ning came out, tore open the bag of mint candy, threw two into his mouth, and handed them to Jiang Wen.
He took it and put it in his mouth.
Very fresh smell, a little cooling.
The mint melted, and Jiang Wen said, "Give me a piece of paper."
Feng Ning took it out of her bag and gave it to him.
Jiang Wen took the paper, raised his hand, and wiped the corner of her mouth.
Feng Ning paused.
When he pulled his hand back, his movements slowed down. His fingers lingered for a moment, and he couldn't help but pinch the flesh on her cheek.
Feng Ning cried out in pain and pulled down his salted pig's trotter.
Jiang Wen was satisfied.
The two hands naturally clasped together, Jiang Wen paused calmly, and clasped his fingers.
As they continued walking forward, they got closer and closer, and from time to time, their arms bumped into each other.
Jiang Wen silently immersed himself in this little bit of sweetness.
Not long after, Feng Ning called him, "Jiang Wen."
He turned his head: "Well, what's wrong?"
Feng Ning said with some embarrassment: "It's winter, and we're holding hands like this without gloves. It's a bit cold."
Jiang asked: "... ?"
As he spoke, Feng Ning struggled and pulled his hand out, "How about this."
Jiang Wen said nothing, and angrily pulled her hand back, holding it stubbornly.
The weather was dry and cold, so she simply put his hands and her own into her coat pockets, "It will be warmer this way."
At around five o'clock, a light snow began to fall from the sky. Today was New Year's Day again, and the festive atmosphere was strong. The entire East Street was decorated with lights and it was warm and lively. They walked in the sea of people, just like any ordinary couple.
I was wandering around aimlessly when my cell phone vibrated. It was a call from Zhao Weichen.
Feng Ning answered the phone with his free hand.
"Sister Xiaoning, I heard from Shuangyao that you are back?"
Feng Ning hummed, "Yes."
"How many days?"
Feng Ning thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. I should leave tomorrow. I have to go to work the day after tomorrow."
Zhao Weichen said "oh" twice: "So what's your situation now?"
"With a friend."
Zhao Weichen yelled, "What kind of friend are you? You even abandoned me and Shuangyao."
Feng Ning admitted openly: "Boyfriend."
Jiang Wen was startled when he heard her say this word.
Zhao Weichen said "Fuck" twice, "Really? Boyfriend? Who is he? Do I know him? Is he reliable?"
"Keep your voice down. Why are you so excited?"
"No?!" Zhao Weichen confirmed again, "You are really no longer single. This is too sudden. I am not mentally prepared at all. No, I have to come and see what's going on."
Feng Ning held the phone a little further away, glanced at Jiang and asked, "Do you want my childhood friend to come over?"
Jiang Wen shook his head.
"He's unwilling." Feng Ning dismissed Zhao Weichen, "Forget it, let's just leave it at that. Be sensible and don't disturb my world of two."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Ning asked, "What are we going to do now?"
Jiang Wen was silent for a while, and then answered in a mosquito-like voice: "Take a shower."
"What?" Feng Ning didn't hear clearly, "Take a shower?"
"Um."
She let out a cry.
Jiang Wen frowned slightly and explained to her: "I didn't take a shower yesterday, and my body stinks."
Feng Ning picked up her collar and sniffed it, then sniffed her cuffs. It was indeed a barbecue smell. Considering Jiang Wen's mysophobia, she asked, "Then should we book a flight back now? There's no place to take a shower here, and no clothes to change into."
Jiang Wen refused, "Let's go tomorrow."
"So what do you want?"
Jiang Wen: "Let's go buy clothes now."
Feng Ning couldn't believe it: "Say it again?"
So Jiang Wen said again: "Now, go buy it."
Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Feng Ning said, "Not really, right?"
Jiang Wen looked at her.
There were two words clearly written on his face: As for it.
...
...
Feng Ning really didn't know what to say.
Although she couldn't understand this behavior, since they had only been together for two hours, she thought about it and decided to give in to Jiang Wen.
The two hailed a taxi and went to the nearby business district.
They randomly found a store and went in. The clerk introduced the most popular new models to them attentively. Feng Ning looked around, as if thinking of something, "Jiang Wen, why don't I remember seeing you wearing a down jacket?"
When I was in high school, I hardly ever saw him wearing it.
Jiang asked, "I don't like it very much."
"Why?"
“It doesn’t look good.”
Feng Ning: “…”
"Then you can try a different style today."
Feng Ning picked and chose on the shelves, selected a few items, and threw them to Jiang Wen, asking him to try them on.
Finally, Feng Ning's eyes lit up when he changed into a short black down jacket.
She pushed Jiang Wen in front of the mirror and took a photo with him: "Don't you look handsome? You look very Korean. You look like the ace of a popular boy band."
Several female shop assistants were smiling like flowers and echoed the words beside them.
Jiang Wen felt extremely uncomfortable being looked at by Feng Ning in such an undisguised manner.
The more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he felt and decided to take it off.
The clerk said to Feng Ning, "Hey, this dress can be worn by both men and women. How about you two buy one each and have them as a couple's outfit?"
Jiang Wen paused in taking off his clothes and looked at her.
Feng Ning nodded: "Okay, pick one up and let me try it."
Soon, Feng Ning was wearing the same style of clothes as Jiang Wen, and the two of them, one tall and one short, stood together.
Looking in the mirror, Feng Ning realized for the first time what it meant to be inferior to others in temperament.
She has always been very confident in her appearance, but compared with Jiang Wen's face, she really looked much more materialistic.
She stroked her chin thoughtfully. "With your youthful face, people would believe you're a high school student. If we go out hand in hand, will anyone report me for having sex with a minor?"
Jiang Wen couldn't stand her bad taste: "Can you please stop talking nonsense all day long?"
Feng Ning was right next to him when he swiped his card.
After they went out, she asked with a hint of sarcasm in her voice, "Why were you in such a hurry to pay just now?"
Jiang Wen looked ahead and said, "Why don't you wait for me to split the bill?"
Feng Ning sighed, "It turns out it's so cool to see others swipe their cards."
Jiang Wen glanced at her.
Feng Ning raised the corners of his mouth, unable to hide the erraticness of his voice, and said proudly: "He is so handsome, I am so proud."
I went to Watsons and bought some disposable underwear and a set of travel-sized toiletries. Feng Ning thought of a question, "Where to wash?"
Jiang asked: "Hotel."
Feng Ning said, "Let's get a room. Do you want to take a shower or do you have any other purpose?"
"Just wait in the hallway while I take a shower."
Jiang Wen sneered: "I'm actually afraid that you might have some ideas about me."
Who would have thought that two social elites in their twenties would go to a hotel room just to take a shower? They would be laughed at if they told others about it.
When Jiang Wen came out of the bathroom, Feng Ning was sitting cross-legged by the large floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the beautiful night view of the city.
Her long hair had just been washed and was not yet dry, and her down jacket was casually draped over her shoulders. The curtains were drawn, and her silhouette and the scattered lights outside were reflected on the glass.
Jiang Wen was wiping his hair with a bath towel and was distracted for a moment.
Feng Ning also saw his figure through the glass. She turned her head and asked, "Are you done washing?"
Jiang Wen nodded.
Feng Ning waved and patted the cushion beside him, "Come and sit down."
This is a small protruding balcony, and it is located at a high place, so the view is very wide, and it feels like most of the south city is in sight.
The snow had not stopped yet, the lights were bright, the traffic on the road was endless, and people were coming and going. The room was heated, and it was warm. Feng Ning liked this feeling very much. He looked at it for a while without noticing, and turned his head away.
She was stunned.
Jiang Wen sat opposite, his hands resting on his bent legs, leaning against the wall behind him, looking at Feng Ning silently.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
Jiang Wen kept the same posture and stared at her: "Are you shy?"
Feng Ning laughed, "You are not shy at all, so why should I be shy?"
She moved in further and invited him, "Why don't you come and sit with me."
Jiang Wen sat down next to him, and Feng Ning suddenly asked, "Do I look good? You looked at me for so long just now."
Jiang Wen laughed softly: "You really are being sentimental."
After bathing with the same brand of body wash, they both leaned close to each other, smelling similar.
Feng Ning stretched out his legs lazily, feeling inexplicably at ease.
She hadn't slept since last night, so she relaxed and yawned, her voice becoming unclear, "... I feel a little sleepy."
"You're going to sleep on the bed?"
Feng Ning tilted his body and said, "I like to stay here. I feel safe."
The wall lamp emitted a dim orange light. Jiang Wen pressed her head on his shoulder and said, "Then just sleep like this."
"I still want to chat with you."
Jiang asked: "What are you talking about?"
"Tell me about your life abroad these years. Did you get a full scholarship when you were studying at Yale?"
"Um."
"Can you cook for yourself?"
"A little."
"for example?"
"Toast."
Feng Ning couldn't help laughing again, "That's not much progress. So what do you like to do besides studying?"
“Watching movies, browsing bookstores, and driving to watch the sunset.”
"It's quite romantic."
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...
The two chatted back and forth. In such a night, Jiang Wen's voice was gentle and low. Feng Ning was bewitched, and unconsciously, her eyelids slowly closed.
The snow stopped in the early morning, and the quilt covered her.
Feng Ning slid down, folded his legs, and lay sideways, curling up like a shrimp. His breathing became much steadier than before.
The night was long and it was unknown how long it had passed before Feng Ning opened his eyes.
The river is just around the corner.
She looked him up and down.
He was processing work emails, his profile illuminated by the faint light of his phone, his brows slightly furrowed, looking very serious. Noticing the movement, Jiang Wen turned his eyes.
She asked dazedly, "How long have I slept?"
Jiang Wen checked the time and said, "I didn't sleep for long."
Seeing her sitting up, Jiang asked, "Are you not going to sleep?"
"Yeah." Feng Ning rubbed his eyes and looked sideways. The snow outside had stopped falling, and the roof and the ground were covered with white.
Feng Ning held Jiang Wen's hand, which felt very cold. She pulled his hand into the quilt, which was still warm, and held it for a while.
Feng Ning felt a little dry in the mouth, so he stood up, crossed the river, took a bottle of mineral water from the table, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.
At midnight, she finished her water and returned to sit next to Jiang Wen.
There was still some warmth left in the quilt. The ends of her soft hair brushed across his wrist, and Jiang Wen picked up a strand and held it to his fingertips.
Feng Ning felt pain from being pulled, sat up, and slapped his hand away, "What are you doing?"
He said nothing.
Feng Ning observed Jiang Wen's expression: "Why, are you thinking of something sad again?"
"What else can I be sad about except you?"
"Then I'm quite proud of it." Feng Ning smiled, "You know, the first time I saw you, I was thinking, there are people like you in this world, with eyes on the top of your head, looking down on everyone, you can't be more arrogant. Later, I became the only sad thing in your life, which can also be considered an achievement."
Jiang Wen lowered his head, his expression could not be seen clearly, and his voice was soft and gentle, "My confidence has been completely destroyed by you."
She knew what he meant. Feng Ning thought for a while, "You should have more confidence in yourself. With your looks, I'm not a nun. I'll fall in love with you after a while."
She sighed deeply: "I was young and ignorant."
Seeing that Jiang Wen still didn't speak, Feng Ning suddenly bit his earlobe.
Jiang Wen covered his ears, "What's wrong with you?"
Seeing him tremble because of her kiss, Feng Ning was in a good mood and laughed loudly twice without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Seeing this, Jiang Wen also moved forward and bit her lips back in revenge.
It's really bitten.
After biting, he hastily retreated.
Jiang Wen's breathing became tight and a little messy.
Feng Ning was still challenging: "Huh? That's it."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Wen grabbed Feng Ning's head and pressed his whole body on her. His Adam's apple rolled violently, and his lips and tongue intertwined with hers, sucking repeatedly, bit by bit, swallowing saliva, and smelling her hot breath.
The emotions that had been suppressed for a long time were suddenly released. My heart spasmed uncontrollably and beat out of control.
A very deep kiss.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Wen finally slowed down. He let go of Feng Ning, opened his eyes, and looked at her expression.
He only paused for two or three seconds, then uncontrollably moved closer again.
Jiang Wen lowered his head, stuck out his tongue and licked her lips.
Want to do it again.
She was about to suffocate, so she pushed him away a little, her chest rising and falling, and she gasped slightly, "Brother, let me take a breath."
Feng Ning supported himself on the mat with one hand and was forced to lean back by him.
It took most of the day to calm down.
Feng Ning's eyes were full and her lips were moist and red. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jiang Wen leaned against the wall, didn't move, and still looked at her.
"Why, you're mute again."
After a moment, he replied in a low, hoarse voice, "I didn't kiss you enough."
The author has something to say: Thank you to the fairy for the king ticket and nutrient solution, bang bang bang