Duan Feifei stared at Dong Kun's eyes for two seconds.
It was full of twinkling tears. This man's eyes were easily filled with tears when he drank too much. The last time he drank too much, his eyes filled with the good food at school. Those who didn't know thought he was hungry.
I can't see the eyes behind his tears at this moment, and I can't tell whether his words are literal or have other deep meanings.
"Drink." Duan Feifei touched him again.
He decided to drank the man before he fell down.
No matter if there is any other meaning in Dong Kun's words, he can't let Dong Kun say it at this moment.
Jiang Kuo is actually still fascinated by this matter. Although he can see that he is very happy and has never stopped moving, it is also obvious that he has not thought about it deeply. After all, since he was exposed to the present, there has not been much Time for him to think.
For the impulsive Jiang Kuo who can do whatever he wants, he needs to give him some time.
"Don't interrupt," Dong Kun pointed at him, shaking the wine in the glass into his hand, "If you have anything in the past, you should discuss it with a few of us first, I know, you don't say it all, you have a lot of things. It's all hidden in your heart, you don't say it."
"I'm fine too..." Duan Feifei leaned on his shoulders and pulled him aside, looking like Ding Zhe and Liu Pang, the other two drunkards with tears in their eyes.
"We understand if you don't say it," Dong Kun said. "But friends, what do friends do? It's just to listen to your coercion..."
"Yeah," Duan Feifei patted him on the back. Although Dong Kun's tongue was big, his heart was still warmed by what he said, "I know, I know."
"You don't know!" Dong Kun interrupted him, "Don't go too far with us, do you know? Is there anything we can't know, will we trick you or will we trick you?"
"I know, I know." Duan Feifei smiled.
Farther.
He probably thinks that his relationship with Jiang Kuo is closer. As for whether he has discovered anything else, these few words can't be heard.
But just from this sentence, it is also his other consideration. For Jiang Kuo, the model group are his best friends at school. Compared with 119's roommates, these people can be called more. is a friend.
Whether Jiang Kuo cared or not, there were just a few friends.
As for the model group, although Jiang Kuo is also a friend and has a good relationship, if something happens to him, these people will definitely help out with all their might, but the intimacy of the relationship is always at that delicate five plus one.
This is not just a question of how long they have known each other, it is more that Jiang Kuo and them are not the same kind of people at all. For them, Jiang Kuo is a friendly person who can make friends and is worthy of their loyalty. On behalf of the young master.
If in this state, their relationship is made public to the role models, Jiang Kuo may have a harder time getting rid of this five plus one.
Duan Feifei was not sure whether Jiang Kuo cared about this, after all, after four years, it was unknown whether they would still have any contact.
But Jiang Kuo is a super sensitive person when he should be sensitive. Once such a relationship occurs, he will definitely feel it. No matter how he doesn't care, he should not be too comfortable.
Give it some more buffer time, give it to Jiang Kuo, and give it to this group of friends.
Dong Kun then drank two or three glasses of wine, and he couldn't say the whole thing anymore, but he was still patting Duan Feifei on the shoulder, and Duan Feifei was also patting him on the back.
Duan Feifei felt that he was fine at first, but this shot made him feel dizzy, and it was estimated that he would not be able to get to the hotel.
Fortunately, Lu Shi asked the hotel to drive a car and was already at the door of the hotel.
"Ding Zhe!" Fatty Liu shouted, "Have you settled the bill?"
"It's over!" Ding Zhe waved his hand, "Can everyone still stand! Let's go."
"Let's go," Dong Kun still put his arms around Duan Feifei's shoulders. Before, he wanted to hold him to talk. Now that he let go, he probably wouldn't be able to walk, but when he saw Jiang Kuo, Dong Kun could still wave again. , "Can you still go? If you can't go, I'll help you."
"Yes." Jiang Kuo stood by the door and watched them both happily, "Can you two go to the door? I can't find a mattress for you."
"I'm fine." Duan Feifei said, "It's no problem to get to the room."
"I'm a little taller today," Jiang Kuo squeezed his eyebrows and followed behind them, "I have a lot of stamina, and I drank too much."
"Drink up everyone's wine," Lu Shi's voice was still bright. "Fortunately, I've finished drinking it, or I'll have to call the security team to come and carry someone."
"I think you don't drink too much." Jiang Kuo glanced at her.
"Yes, I'm happy, I'm stepping on the model now, can you see it," Lu Shi said with a smile, "I said sweating, tomorrow."
"Tomorrow, these people will get up at noon." Cannon is the most sober of all, holding a scarf, gloves and a backpack in his hands, "I won't wait for you tomorrow. , I went straight to skiing, and I didn't enjoy skiing today."
After Cannon finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Kuo.
"I guess I can get up early, I'll find you after I've packed up." Jiang Kuo said with a smile.
"Huh." Cannon snorted with a look of disbelief.
The car they drove was thrown in the parking lot of the hotel, and a group of people returned to the hotel in the minibus called by Lu Shi.
Jiang Kuo originally wanted to go directly to his room, but he always felt that Dong Kun should have seen something, but he was not sure whether Duan Feifei was willing to let this group of people know so soon, so he thought about avoiding it now.
Besides, Duan Feifei can't do it right now. It is estimated that he will have to lie down immediately after reaching the room. Even if he wants to stay with Duan Feifei for a while, he will not be able to speak.
But it was a little hard for Cannon to toss several people by himself, so he could only follow them all into the room and threw them in the living room.
"What's the matter," Cannon looked at the people on the sofa, "do you still need to be dragged into the house?"
"No, Brother Pao," Ding Zhe waved his hand, "just leave it here, you can rest."
"Don't take off your coat," said Cannon. "I slept with it uncovered at night."
Ding Zhe used the last bit of consciousness to compare it to OK.
Jiang Kuo walked over and glanced at Duan Feifei, who was leaning on the sofa.
Duan Feifei had already closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep. He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Duan Feifei's eyes, but he didn't respond.
"Lie down." Jiang Kuo is also a bit top-heavy now, and it is impossible to drag Duan Feifei to the room on the second floor and then drag him to the bed.
He pulled Duan Feifei down, and then pulled the clothes on his shoulders to the head of the sofa. Duan Feifei's clothes were pulled up by him, revealing a large portion of his waist.
He looked at Duan Feifei's waist, looked around in the corner of his light, the cannon returned to the house, and the role models at the scene were all paralyzed on the sofa and on the ground. Awake or asleep.
"Duan Feifei?" Jiang Kuo called Duan Feifei and patted his face again.
Duan Feifei naturally didn't react, and he didn't want to see Duan Feifei's reaction, he just made some noise to see other people's reactions.
The group of people didn't move, they were still humming, and Fatty Liu even hiccupped.
Jiang Kuo cleared his throat, stretched out his hand, and placed it on Duan Feifei's stomach.
Duan Feifei's hands were cold, but his stomach was warm, heaving gently.
He quickly glanced around again, rubbed Duan Feihan's stomach, then quickly went up, reached into his clothes and touched his scar.
Duan Feifei's scar felt quite... Sexy, he traced the direction of the scar with his fingers.
The door upstairs suddenly rang, presumably the cannon came out.
Then followed by the sound of footsteps, it was indeed the cannon's voice: "Jiang Kuo."
Jiang Kuo was taken aback, and he felt a sense of panic as a thief was caught on the spot. In addition, he had been a little dizzy after drinking too much. When he was shocked, he fell straight forward.
In order to avoid any unsightly misunderstanding caused by his face being buckled on Duan Feifei's stomach, he had to support Duan Feifei's stomach with his hands.
"Uh..." Duan Feifei let out a tragic whimper while he was half asleep.
He leaned on the back of the sofa to stand firm and glanced upstairs. Cannon stood at the railing and looked at him with a puzzled expression: "What are you doing? CPR?"
"No." Jiang Kuo dipped Duan Feifei's clothes down, and took another pillow and put it on his stomach.
"...It's useless, it's like catching a cold," Cannon said. "How nice of you to button up his coat."
"Oh." Jiang Kuo nodded and buttoned the coat on his stomach.
"Would you like to deal with those people again?" Cannon said.
Jiang Kuo straightened up and looked at him: "Go away."
"Okay, go back to your room and sleep," Cannon waved his hand. "I didn't wake up tonight. How could you be so considerate? I've known you for more than ten years and I haven't enjoyed this kind of treatment."
"Shut up." Jiang Kuo turned around and walked quickly towards the door, kicking Sun Jiheng's leg in the middle of the road and almost fell.
Duan Feifei felt that he hadn't slept all night, he was running all the time in his dreams, and he didn't know what was chasing him, and he couldn't even be sure if something was chasing him.
Anyway, I was running, but I couldn't take a step. I ran like 0.5 times the speed. I ran for a long time in a hurry. When I saw it, I went up a few steps.
When he woke up in a hurry and suffocated, no matter what state he was in, he first lifted his leg and kicked a few times in the air to relieve his hatred.
"It's awesome," Ding Zhe's voice came from the side, "this is the first thing to do when you open your eyes, or you should say that your body is better than ours."
Duan Feifei turned his head and saw Ding Zhe leaning on the carpet in front of the sofa next to him, looking like he didn't wake up.
"Where are they?" he asked.
"Just woke up, I'm going to wash up," Ding Zhe rubbed his hair, "Cannon asked us to go straight to the ski field after packing up. He and Jiang Kuo have already gone skiing."
"Jiang Kuo got up?" Duan Feifei sat up, "Didn't he drink too much?"
"I can drink better than us," Ding Zhe said. "They were able to get us back into the house yesterday."
Duan Feifei quickly took out his phone and glanced at it, it was almost twelve noon.
He jumped off the sofa and ran upstairs: "I'm going to take a shower."
When he entered the room, he sent a message to Jiang Kuo. He wanted to make a call, but he was afraid that Jiang Kuo was slipping.
[Instructions are as follows] I just woke up, are you skating
As soon as he put down the phone and walked into the bathroom, news came in from the phone, and he ran out to pick up the phone again.
[JK921]It's resting now, are they all up
[Instructions are as follows] They are all taking a shower, I will go straight to you in a while.
[JK921] I told the front desk to let the car take you to the cable car on the intermediate road, Lu Shi explained it
[Instructions are as follows] Mmmm
[JK921]
[Instructions are as follows] Okay
[JK921]Nervous disease [Instructions are as follows]Did you eat breakfast
[JK921]Do you still want to be earlier? There is a restaurant above, so we can have lunch in a while!
[Instructions are as follows] Okay!
Several people in the room cleaned up very quickly, and in less than 20 minutes, they were all done.
When they got to the intermediate level, only Jiang Kuo was sitting in the rest area waiting for them, while Cannon and Lu Shi went to play.
"Let's eat something first, then take a break before skating," Jiang Kuo said.
"Delicious?" Dong Kun touched his face, "I even looked in the mirror when I came out, and my face was flushed."
"Then eat first," Liu Fatty rubbed his stomach, "I'm really hungry."
"Okay." Duan Feifei nodded.
He looked at Dong Kun, this person looked the same as usual when he came all the way, he should be amused and chatted, as if he had lost his memory. What he said yesterday disappeared without any inertia after a night. However, Dong Kun is a well-known person. When he is particularly sober, he will find him in private if there is really anything.
When walking to the restaurant, Jiang Kuo slowed down two steps, walked to Duan Feifei, and looked at him.
"Morning." Duan Feifei smiled.
"It's early," Jiang Kuo looked at him up and down, and then asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling any discomfort in your stomach?"
"No," Duan Feifei rubbed his stomach, "the muscles are a little sore, maybe it was skiing yesterday, and you… bumped it."
"It may also be because I pressed it again last night." Jiang Kuo said, "You can experience it, it's nothing uncomfortable, right?"
"...Why are you pressing me?" Duan Feifei looked at him.
"Just..." Jiang Kuo lowered his voice, "I touched it, but I didn't stand firm, so I held on."
"You..." Duan Feifei laughed, "Okay, I see."
The weather is still very good today. It is very suitable for skiing at noon. After dinner, a group of them sat in the rest area to bask in the sun, and they prepared to go skiing on the intermediate track.
Even though it was the same on the beginner track yesterday, everyone was full of confidence in the intermediate track. Duan Feifei planned to slip down the edge in a while. His interest in skiing was not as great as this group of people, and he preferred to watch Jiang Kuo skating.
Tomorrow they have to go back. After another day at Jiang Kuo's house, it's time to go home.
This was the first time he went out to play with his classmates like this, every second was novel and pleasant, and there were so many "accidents" in this journey, now sitting here, looking at the people around him, watching Looking at the snowy scene in his eyes, his ears filled with laughter and laughter, he would be a little shaken from time to time.
Like a dream.
When I am in a dream, I feel that the time is infinite. When I wake up, I realize that this is just one of the countless nights.
Jiang Kuo is playing veneer today, which is more handsome than when he skated yesterday.
Duan Feifei slowly slid down the railing by the slide. The phone kept recording videos. Every time Jiang Kuo passed by him, he would whistle, and then the board turned, picking up a snow mist and continuing to move forward. .
In one afternoon, he recorded as many as twenty or thirty videos, and the number of photos was innumerable. He swiped down and pulled Jiang Kuo flying in various poses, feeling like a follow-up photographer.
They slept for half a day on this day, and after skating in the afternoon, it was dinner time, and then continued the steaming event that was not done yesterday because of collective drunkenness.
"Cannon said yesterday," Jiang Kuo leaned on the chair in the steam room, tilted his head and whispered, "We will be seen today."
"I feel like I might have seen it yesterday." Duan Feifei said.
"Dong Kun?" Jiang Kuo smiled.
"You also think he's a little... strange, right?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Well," Jiang Kuo snorted, "then let's be natural first, I don't know what they will think when they know? It's a little embarrassing, let them slow down."
Duan Feifei nodded: "I'm fine, just don't press my stomach again."
Jiang Kuo laughed.
There was no natural opportunity. One night, the group of people played cards in the steam room, took turns to let Jiang Kuo win a good time, then went to the bar to hang out until midnight, and then went back to the house to soak in the hot spring. The group activities were fully arranged.
Except in the dim light of the bar they had another chance at the table.
It was past two o'clock in the middle of the night when they went back to their rooms.
Duan Feifei was lying on the bed, holding his eyelids and chatting with Jiang Kuo.
Cannon lay down for a while and suddenly got up, went to the closet drawer and pulled out a blindfold, put it on and lay down again.
"My phone screen is too bright?" Duan Feifei asked.
"It's okay," Cannon said, "I just can't stand the excitement."
"The stimulation is over now." Duan Feifei said.
"Are you going to drive tomorrow?" Cannon said. "Don't get enough sleep for a few hours."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei replied with a smile.
"It's about the two of you," said Cannon again, "don't let those buddies know about it, don't blame me for being straight, I don't know how long it will take, and I don't know if they can accept this kind of thing, don't blame me. It would be unpleasant then.”
Duan Feifei didn't say a word. Cannon's words were indeed straight, but they did hit him a little bit.
"I've also been in a lot of relationships," Da Pao tugged at the quilt. "At our age, it's not a problem at home who we like or who we don't like, and we won't let the family know at all. The problem is all on our own."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"Jiang Kuo said you didn't want to at first," said Cannon, "I know what you think, it's normal."
Duan Feifei turned to look at him.
Cannon was silent for a while, pulled off the blindfold, and turned to look at him: "I forgot what I was about to say..."
Duan Feifei laughed: "You just said that you want to warn me or remind me, or something else?"
"No," Cannon rested on his arm, "I just feel very emotional. I haven't had time to think about these things in such a mess these days. I'm just surprised, but I haven't had time to calm down and take it slow."
"Me too." Duan Feifei said.
"Both of you are awesome," Cannon pulled his blindfolds back on and turned over. "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
[JK921]Sleep, it's three o'clock
[Instructions are as follows] Well, good night
[JK921]Good night
On the days when you want to ski, you sleep until noon, and when you can leave at any time, everyone wakes up early.
After breakfast, the waiter has taken their luggage to the parking lot
"I have a chance to play again," Lu Shi said, clapping their shoulders one by one to say goodbye to them. "We have fun here in summer, grass skiing, mountain cross-country, fishing, and summer vacation if you have time."
Everyone responded one after another, whether it came or not, it was good anyway.
"Pay attention to safety on the road." Lu Shi said.
"Don't worry," Ding Zhe slapped his chest, "It's already cooked, and there is Brother Cannon in the unfamiliar places."
Listening to everyone saying goodbye to Lu Shi, Duan Feifei felt a sense of confusion, as if it was not Lu Shi but him who wanted to stay here.
Jiang Kuo had already opened the door to get in the car.
He hurried over and opened the car door and sat in.
Ding Zhe's car drove out, Duan Feifei started the car, lowered the window and waved to Lu Shi, then followed.
After leaving the hotel, he leaned back in his chair and breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"No, I feel that time flies too fast." Duan Feifei said.
"I'll sleep for a while." Jiang Kuo yawned, "I'm sleepy."
"Don't sleep." Duan Feifei said.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.
"Chat with me." Duan Feifei said, "If you have nothing to say, peel me an orange. Didn't Lu Shi just take some and put it in the car?"
"... This is the beginning of the envoy to me?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "Just say you can't peel it."
"Just your broken mouth," Jiang Kuohui took an orange from the bag in the back seat, "and eat oranges."
Jiang Kuo's skill in peeling oranges is quite poor.
"It's just your broken hand," Duan Feifei said with disgust, "the oranges are peeled like this, and they are still pressed on the stomach."
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo laughed, "I not only pressed your stomach, I also pressed it for you."
"Why?" Duan Feifei glanced at him.
"Uh!" Jiang Kuo covered his stomach and studied.
Duan Feifei didn't speak, looked ahead and couldn't help laughing.