It was a little after two in the morning. Jiang Wen leaned there, a fire burning in his eyes.
Feng Ning didn't say anything.
So they sat like that for a while.
Feng Ning stood up and prepared to get the phone that was charging on the bedside table.
It's a bit narrow here, and when I passed Jiang Wen, my arm was grabbed.
Feng Ning fell down on his lap.
Jiang Wen pulled the man forward a little.
She slid down. He pushed Feng Ning's knees apart and made her kneel on the carpet.
The two looked at each other. Feng Ning held Jiang Wen's face and pressed his forehead against it. "What are you going to do?"
This posture, obviously, can feel somewhere.
However, Feng Ning has not been ashamed of this kind of thing since he was a teenager, so he is even calmer now: "If you really feel uncomfortable, can I help you with my hands?"
Jiang Wen tilted his head, and silently pressed his lips against her neck. After rubbing for a while, he opened his mouth and bit it.
She cried out in pain, "You are such a dog, you like biting people so much."
In the second half of the night, I was too tired to fight with him. My back hurt from the floor, so I just rolled over to the bed and went to sleep.
Feng Ning was exhausted, and her eyelids seemed to be glued shut. After sleeping for a few minutes, she was turned over and kissed again.
Repeat several times.
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...
When the cell phone rang, Feng Ning turned over in a daze, fumbled under the pillow, picked up the phone, and said hello.
There was no talk over there.
Feng Ning asked again sleepily, "Who is it?"
Zhao Binlin stuttered, "Feng, are you Feng Ning?"
Feng Ning opened his eyes quickly, and suddenly woke up from his doze. He took the phone from his ear.
—She answered a call from Jiang Wen.
On the other end, Zhao Binlin recovered from his shock and asked, "You... did you just wake up?"
Feng Ning turned her head and looked around. Jiang Wen was not in the room. There was a faint sound of water coming from the bathroom. She sat up a little and answered calmly, "Oh, yes."
"Jiang asked, is he next to you?"
"In the shower."
Zhao Binlin responded with some difficulty, "Okay then, ask him to call me back later."
Feng Ning lost all desire to sleep because of the phone call.
After hanging up the phone, she picked up her phone from the bedside table, checked her emails and WeChat, and replied to a few messages.
Shuangyao sent a message this morning:
Shuang Yao ah Yao: Oh my god, Xiao Zhao told me that you have a boyfriend, and you spent New Year’s Day together last night... ... ... ... ... Could it be that you and Jiang Wen
Ning: Yes
In one minute, Shuang Yao sent her back more than a dozen exclamation marks, more than twenty question marks, more than thirty ellipsis marks, and a series of emoticons that were meant to insult her.
The phone vibrated continuously.
Feng Ning didn't reply at all, waiting for her to calm down.
Shuangyao ahyao: You are not kidding me
Ning: What are you teasing
Shuangyao: Didn’t you tell me that you didn’t plan to be with Jiang Wen anymore
Shuangyao ahyao: I suspect I have lost my memory...
Ning: I’m just saying :)
Shuangyao: Hmm??? Just talking??? !!! ...
Ning: Well, let’s just take it one step at a time. I don’t want to think about it anymore. I might die tomorrow.
Shuang Yao ah Yao: Okay, you are awesome, Feng Ning, awesome, you are the best.
Ning: ... ... ... ..
Jiang Wen walked silently to the bedside, and Feng Ning just noticed him approaching.
She was typing and took the time to glance at him, "Are you done washing?"
Jiang Wen's short hair was wet, with water dripping from the ends. He hummed.
Feng Ning replied to Shuang Yao a few more words and put away her phone. She threw back the quilt, got out of bed, and stood up in her slippers. "Okay, I'll go to the bathroom and brush my teeth first."
Her hair was a mess because she had washed it last night and didn't blow dry it properly.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I used my fingers to smooth out my hair, which was a little tangled at the end. Feng Ning's hair was waist-length, and she was afraid of the pain of having her scalp pulled, so she usually used an air cushion comb.
I only have an ordinary comb at the moment, so I have to make do with it.
In a blink of an eye, his eyes met Jiang Wen's in the mirror.
He leaned against the door frame and stared at her for a long moment: "Do you want my help?"
Feng Ning paused for a moment and asked, "What do you want to help with?"
Jiang Wen half-closed his eyes and gestured.
She responded, "You want to help me comb my hair?"
Jiang Wen hummed.
Feng Ning was amused in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She said "oh" and handed the comb to him from a distance, "Sure."
Bending down, brushing her teeth in front of the bathtub, Feng Ning looked at Jiang Wen in the mirror with her mouth full of white foam.
He stood behind her, head down, holding her hair on her shoulders and back in one hand. He was inexperienced and his movements were a little clumsy, but he was very patient.
He grabbed the cup, rinsed his mouth, and wiped it clean with the towel next to him. Feng Ning stood up and groaned.
Jiang Wen immediately raised his eyes: "Did it hurt you?"
"No, I was just teasing you."
To be honest, Feng Ning couldn't stand Jiang Wen's clingy and nagging. "Don't comb your hair. I'll put a ponytail on it. Let's go downstairs to check out and then have dinner. We'll miss our afternoon flight."
Neither of them had much appetite, so they went to a nearby noodle shop and had a bite to eat.
On the way to the airport, Feng Ning and Shi Yuange chatted on WeChat.
They both sat in the back, and Jiang asked next to her, "Who are you talking to?"
Feng Ning lowered his head, didn't look at him, and replied casually: "My senior brother."
Jiang Wen said "oh" and turned his head away.
The driver played some music, and no one spoke in the car for a while. Feng Ning checked the customer information sent by Shi Yuange, and after a while, he turned his head and said to Jiang Wen, "Oh, by the way, Zhao Binlin called you, please call him back later."
He didn't say anything.
She called out, "Hello."
Jiang Wen looked out the window, still not moving.
Even though I couldn't see Jiang Wen's expression, I could feel his unhappiness.
Feng Ning thought about why he got angry with her again.
She thought for a moment, handed her phone over, and showed him the chat screen, "I'm going to talk to my senior about work."
Jiang Wen lowered his eyelids, looked at his phone, and finally agreed to talk to her, "When did he call?"
Feng Ning replied: "In the morning, when you take a shower."
After getting off the highway and turning a corner, they arrived at Nancheng Airport and got off the car.
Before boarding the plane, Jiang Wen called Zhao Binlin back: "What's the matter?"
"You'll be there at three in the afternoon?"
"Um."
Zhao Binlin held his breath for a long time and cursed: "Fuck, did you catch Feng Ning?"
"I didn't chase."
Zhao Binlin raised his voice: "Then Feng Ning answered your call this morning. Didn't you two get together last night???"
Jiang Wen was very calm: "Together."
Zhao Binlin became even more excited: "Are you kidding me? So she just wants to have sex with you and doesn't plan to take responsibility for you? You are too miserable, buddy."
Jiang Wen said calmly, "She confessed to me."
Zhao Binlin: "..."
After being stunned, he said, "What does this mean?"
Jiang Wen: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? Feng Ning confessed to me, and I reluctantly agreed to her request."
Zhao Binlin said, "Is your mother suffering from delusional disorder again?"
Jiang Wen hung up his phone.
...
...
The temperature on the plane was set strangely, making Feng Ning feel a little cold without her down jacket, but too hot with it on. She asked the flight attendant for two blankets, threw one to Jiang Wen, and wrapped herself in the other.
There was still more than an hour before arriving in Shanghai. There was no way to sleep, and there was nothing to do. Feng Ning was bored and said, "Jiang Wen, take out your phone, let's listen to some songs."
Jiang Wen handed the phone to Feng Ning, and they each put on an earphone.
She opened his playlist and clicked on the charts that were played frequently recently.
The first one was a local mp3 file imported directly. She was a little curious, "What is this?"
Jiang Wen stretched out his hand and quickly slid the screen down. "Nothing, just an American movie. I use it to practice my listening skills."
Seeing the look on his face, Feng Ning knew something was wrong, so she said "oh" calmly.
Jiang Wen scrolled down for a while and said, "Forget it, I don't have many songs on my phone, just use yours."
"I'm too lazy to open my phone. I'll search my account and listen to my playlist."
Jiang Wen leaned back in his chair.
"What's so shameful about what you just did?" Feng Ning brought it up again.
Jiang Wen frowned: "What can I not do to show my face to others?"
"A beautiful movie?"
"Um."
She guessed: "It's not a pornographic movie."
"Falling asleep listening to porn?" Jiang Wen said perfunctorily, "I'm not as vulgar as you think."
"Really? That's good." Feng Ning smiled evilly, "Then I'll practice my listening skills too."
Jiang Wen realized what she was saying and was about to raise his hand to stop her, but Feng Ning was a second faster than him and clicked the play button on the MP3.
It's a song.
The prelude passed quickly.
You are strange, familiar, and different in my dream...
The color of your eyes is you... The black and white is you... Depression and joy... There is a beginning but no end...
A familiar, slow and gentle female voice came out, and both of them were stunned.
Feng Ning burst out laughing, "You secretly recorded me singing?" She recalled, "When did I sing "All Kinds of Songs"? Oh, was it at Disneyland?"
Jiang Wen pulled off her headphones, feeling somewhat angry and embarrassed.
Feng Ning was still smiling.
Jiang Wen's face looked unhappy, "Stop laughing."
Feng Ning assured him, "Okay, I won't laugh anymore."
After a few seconds of silence, he laughed again.
Angrily, Jiang Wen lifted the blanket from his knees and covered her head with it.
Feng Ning's voice came from inside: "If you like to listen, I will go to the KTV in Yunan City to get an annual membership, and we can go there to sing songs whenever we want."
She pulled the blanket off, exposing her face, and took two breaths of fresh air.
...
...
No matter how people teased him in his ears, Jiang Wen closed his eyes and rested, treating Feng Ning as a invisible person.
The flight attendants on this flight began to distribute water and drinks one by one.
Passing by them, Feng Ning ordered a cup of coffee.
The stewardess asked Jiang Wen, but he didn't open his eyes and said calmly, "Thank you, but it's okay."
Feng Ning flipped through the magazine and took a sip of coffee. He turned a few pages and hummed a tune unconsciously, intermittently.
Jiang Wen opened his eyes quickly and glared at her angrily, "Feng Ning, are you done yet?"
Feng Ning shut up this time.
Forget it, I won’t tease him anymore. If he gets annoyed, I’ll have to coax him again.
An hour and a half later, the plane landed at Pudong Airport.
airport terminal.
Looking at the two people walking out of the security check, Zhao Binlin took off his sunglasses from his face.
Jiang Wen maintained his usual reserved and cold demeanor, holding Feng Ning's hand with his right hand.
They were wearing the same style of coats.
When the others approached, Zhao Binlin said meaningfully, "Jiang Wen, you asked me to pick you up at the airport, are you deliberately trying to show off to me?"
Jiang Wen was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Zhao Binlin asked Feng Ning knowingly, "Ah, I'm really convinced. So, the two of you are dressed like this, what are you doing? Couple outfits?"
Feng Ning didn't answer him either.
Zhao Binlin persisted: "You two should talk, what's going on? Is the old relationship rekindled?"
Jiang Wen was impatient and finally spoke up: "Let's fall in love."
"ah?"
"The two of us are in love." Jiang Wen glanced at him, "Do you understand?"
fall in love.
Zhao Binlin was amused by this word for a long time.
Zhao Binlin came by car.
After gossiping all the way, Feng Ning was in a good mood and chatted with him.
It was just time for dinner, so they went to Nanjing West Road and found a Sichuan restaurant for dinner.
At the dinner table, Feng Ning and Zhao Binlin were drinking, and she didn't allow Jiang Wen to drink.
While Zhao Binlin was replying to someone else's message and not paying attention, Feng Ning whispered, "I'm afraid you'll drink too much and cry in my arms again."
Jiang asked: "..."
She said in an evil tone: "I have known you for such a long time, and I just realized that you can cry a lot. Your tears are so tender that it makes people feel distressed."
Jiang asked, "Why don't you stop eating?"
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.”
Feng Ning smiled happily.
She felt like she hadn't been this happy in a long time.
Zhao Binlin put down his phone and didn't know what they were talking about. Seeing Feng Ning smiling, he said, "What are you so happy about? Tell me."
Jiang Wen kept staring at Feng Ning, but he was talking to Zhao Binlin: "What does it have to do with you?"
Zhao Binlin gritted his teeth and yelled, "Jiang Wen, I'm telling you, if you weren't my childhood friend, I would have killed you sooner or later. You're so annoying!"
The meal was quite enjoyable, with Feng Ning and Zhao Binlin chatting most of the time. Jiang Wen didn't drink, and after the meal, he sent the two of them home separately.
Zhao Binlin was sent first, and then Feng Ning.
She has to go to work tomorrow morning, and she hasn't slept well for two nights in a row. She will need to go back and catch up on some sleep.
When the car reached the vicinity of Yunan City, Jiang Wen turned the car into a small road with few people, stopped the car, and turned off the engine.
Feng Ning lowered his head and unbuckled his seat belt.
The car door clicked and locked.
She tilted her head, "Hmm?"
Jiang Wen was silent for a while and said, "Wait a little longer, ten minutes."
"Then why did you lock the door?"
"I'm afraid you'll run away."
Feng Ning: “…”
He lowered the car window a little bit to let in cool air.
Feng Ning lay on the back of the chair, looking at the road ahead. It was pitch black with only one street lamp. She suddenly said, "You are in my dream, strange and familiar..."
Just after singing half a sentence of "All Kinds of Things", Jiang Wen raised his hand and covered Feng Ning's mouth.
She was smiling, her lips moved, and her hot, moist breath sprayed on his hand.
The action was provocative, but she was unaware of it.
The lower half of Feng Ning's face was covered, with only the part above the bridge of nose showing, and his eyes were blinking.
Jiang Wen lowered his voice, "Did you do it on purpose?"
She said in a muffled voice, "Don't be so sensitive."
"Sing again at your own risk."
Hearing his warning, Feng Ning was curious: "What consequences should I bear?"
"What do you think?"
"I have no idea."
Jiang Wen took his hand away, leaned towards her, pinched her chin, and blocked her lips with his.
After a light kiss, Feng Ning smiled and said, "This is the consequence..."
She looked unsatisfied: "Then I quite like it."
Jiang asked: "..."
Feng Ning used any of her flirting tricks on Jiang Wen, but he couldn't resist.
Jiang Wen stared at her, his breathing becoming heavier.
He paused for more than ten seconds, his eyes burning, "How about this?"
Feng Ning tried to push his hand away, but he held it with his other hand and twisted it behind his back.
"I'm a normal man."
Feng Ning still smiled: "Can you?"
Jiang Wen's voice was completely hoarse: "Why don't you try it."