"Is this from the refrigerator in the house?" Duan Feifei looked at the fridge magnet in his hand, "looks familiar."
"Well," Jiang Kuo took out the ice cream while walking, "Cannon doesn't even have a plastic flower in this room, so I took this one. Fortunately, it's a flower."
Duan Feifei put his arms around his shoulders, and when he tilted his head to look at him, he found that the hair in the hat was actually wet.
"Have you washed your hair?" Duan Feifei tugged at his hair, making sure it had just finished washing, "You didn't dry it?"
"If you don't blow it," Jiang Kuo shook his head, "I can't do it today, so I didn't freeze it."
"Go back quickly." Duan Feifei pressed his hat on his head and pushed him back into the building quickly.
Jiang Kuo ate ice cream with his head down, and closed the lid when he entered the elevator.
Back in the house, he opened it and took a few bites, then put the ice cream in the refrigerator: "Keep it for tomorrow."
Duan Feifei found a hairdryer in the bathroom cabinet, took it out and handed it to Jiang Kuo: "Blow dry your hair first."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
"I'll take a shower first." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo nodded and plugged in the hairdryer.
Duan Feifei entered the bathroom, and just took off his clothes and hadn't turned on the shower when he heard the sound of the hair dryer stop outside, and it blew for 30 seconds.
He wanted to go out and ask, but after thinking about it, he still didn't go out and turned on the hot water.
Jiang Kuo's mood subtly went down in such a short period of time, from following him downstairs, to exchanging ice cream and flowers, and then back.
Although it is not obvious, Duan Feifei can feel it.
He just wasn't sure why.
He took this bath very quickly, and quickly put on his clothes and came out.
Jiang Kuo sat on the sofa, the hair dryer was placed on the small table next to him, and his hair was still wet.
Duan Feifei didn't say anything else, walked over to pick up the hair dryer, and knelt down beside him: "Can I blow it for you?"
"Okay." Jiang Kuo responded, still leaning lazily and didn't move.
Duan Feifei turned on the hairdryer and started blowing his hair.
Jiang Kuo closed his eyes and seemed to be enjoying himself.
"Uncle Kuo," Duan Feifei asked in the hum of the hairdryer, "Go buy fireworks later?"
"Buy it tomorrow..." Jiang Kuo said, the second half of the sentence was submerged in the buzz.
Duan Feifei turned off the hair dryer: "What?"
"Buy it tomorrow." Jiang Kuo said.
"The latter." Duan Feifei said.
"Don't go out, stay with me for a while." Jiang Kuo said again.
"Okay." Duan Feifei rubbed his hair and turned on the hairdryer to continue blowing.
After drying his hair, Jiang Kuo leaned back, stepped on the sofa with one leg bent, and stretched the other leg, then looked at Duan Feifei and patted his leg.
"Sit here?" Duan Feifei asked.
Jiang Kuo snorted: "Are you embarrassed to sit here, lie here!"
"Okay." Duan Feifei put the hair dryer away, returned to the living room, sat on the sofa, then leaned to the side and lay on Jiang Kuo's lap.
Judging from the comfort level of this sofa, it is estimated that it was not provided by the landlord. It should have been bought by Cannon himself. It is wide and thick. They can basically sink into the sofa. .
Jiang Kuo turned on the TV, randomly found a movie and put it down, his hand lightly brushed across his face, tapping a few times from time to time, like a beat.
"Are you... not feeling well?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo lowered his eyes and looked at him, "No."
"...Oh." Duan Feifei cleared his throat.
"What's wrong," Jiang Kuo smiled, "I'm not uncomfortable, are you still a little unconvinced?"
"That's not true." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo snorted.
"Is that why you're unhappy about this?" Duan Feifei tried to ask again.
"Can't you?" Jiang Kuo said.
"It's not that you made me..." Duan Feifei looked at him, "Are you really upset about this?"
"What did I tell you," Jiang Kuo looked down at him, "Did you say you've seen the movie, we're the only ones with rich experience..."
"The last half of the sentence is not what I said, Jiang Xiaokuo," Duan Feifei suppressed his voice, "If you ask me if I have seen it, I said I have."
"I said it." Jiang Kuo said.
"So I'll take it seriously," Duan Feifei wanted to sit up, but Jiang Kuo slapped him back, so he could only continue to lie down, "Then why don't you..."
"That must be found." Jiang Kuo said.
"Want to watch the movie?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Aren't you proofing all of them?" Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei smiled and sighed.
"You've been wondering why I'm in a bad mood?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I don't know," Duan Feihan put his hand between Jiang Kuo's back and the sofa, "I just think you're in a bad mood all of a sudden."
"It's not bad," Jiang Kuo looked at the TV screen, thought about it and sighed, "I just came back to it."
"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei raised his hand and touched his face.
Jiang Kuo put a sticker on his hand: "I can't tell."
"Jiang Kuo." Duan Feifei sat up, this time Jiang Kuo didn't press him anymore, he hugged Jiang Kuo, thinking for a long time, not knowing what to say.
Jiang Kuo looked at him: "There is still a topic that you can't carry on."
"More." Duan Feifei said.
"Lie down." Jiang Kuo patted his leg again.
Duan Feifei reluctantly lay back down again.
"Do you want to watch TV?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Don't look," said Duan Feifei, "I just want to lie here and listen to the sound of your aorta."
"Can you hear me?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"I can imagine." Duan Feifei smiled.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak any more, and his fingers kept stroking gently on his face and neck.
Duan Feifei didn't speak. When Jiang Kuo's hand swayed in front of his eyes, with a hypnotic effect, he kept watching with half-squinted eyes.
The movie didn't finish until after twelve o'clock.
The movements of Jiang Kuo's hands have long stopped, and Duan Feifei has not moved. After the movie is over, he sits up gently, seeing that Jiang Kuo has fallen asleep with his head tilted.
He packed the cushions on the floor onto the sofa, turned off the TV, and went into the house to make the bed.
When he returned to the living room, Jiang Kuo had already stood up with sleepiness on his face.
"Go to sleep." Duan Feifei said.
"Aren't you going back to the store?" Jiang Kuo came over and hugged him.
"I won't go back," Duan Feifei put his arms around his waist, and the two of them slowly walked towards the bedroom, "but we have to check it out early tomorrow morning, the market is open, it will be very busy."
"Well," Jiang Kuo responded, "If I'm not awake when I leave, you wake me up."
"Why?" Duan Feifei asked, "Isn't it good to sleep a little longer?"
"I want to know that you're gone," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't want to open my eyes and there's no one in the house. I was at school, and when I opened my eyes, a dormitory building was gone, and I walked around the dormitory."
"Okay, I'll wake you up when I leave." Duan Feifei walked to the bed and led Jiang Kuo to the bed.
Jiang Kuo slowly rubbed against the pillow and turned his face to look at him.
"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifei leaned over and whispered, "If you have any ideas, good or bad, tell me, don't hold back and know?"
"I'm not that kind of person." Jiang Kuo hooked his lips.
"Yeah." Duan Feifei smiled and pulled the quilt to cover it, "I turned off the lights."
"Close it." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei turned off the light, and when he lay back, he found Jiang Kuo sleeping on his pillow.
"Did you steal the quilt?" he asked.
"It's hard to say," Jiang Kuo's arm stretched out and put it on his stomach, "Generally, I slept honestly."
Duan Feifei held his hand.
Jiang Kuo didn't speak anymore, he thought he was already very sleepy and would fall asleep immediately, but he could hear from his breathing that he was awake all the time.
Duan Feifei's back was sore, and he still hadn't fallen asleep.
Duan Feifei turned his head to look at him.
In the darkness, Jiang Kuo's eyes could be seen, and there was a small light.
"Handsome," Jiang Kuo said, "Aren't you asleep?"
"No," Duan Feifan pinched his palm, "Aren't you sleepy just now? Why don't you sleep?"
"Have you ever had someone you liked before?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"No." Duan Feifei replied succinctly.
"Then how did you know that you like me?" Jiang Kuo asked again.
"… What?" Duan Feifei a little thought to get up and turn on the light.
"I'm not saying I'm not sure if I like you," Jiang Kuo said, "I just want to know, how does it feel when you like someone?"
"No one," Duan Feifei said, "it's you."
"Then how did you feel when you liked me?" Jiang Kuo corrected the question.
"It's... how do you say it, it's really hard to summarize this thing, probably because I always want to look at you," Duan Feifei said, "You think everything you say is cute and handsome, what happened to you? , I'll be anxious too... I'll think about it again... "
Jiang Kuo smiled.
"It's hard to say anything else." Duan Feifei said.
"Is there something you can't say?" Jiang Kuo snorted.
"Damn, of course," Duan Feifei said, "I think you smell good, and when you get close, I will…"
Duan Feifei cleared his throat.
"Hi..." Jiang Kuo propped up his head and looked at him in the dark, "Why didn't I find out?"
"Can that make you discover it," Duan Feifei said, "I've snuffed it out in the bud."
Jiang Kuo laughed.
"These are really indescribable," Duan Feifei said. "If you like it, you like it. If you have to tell it out, it doesn't seem like it's nothing. When you get together, you like it very much."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
"Have you come to any conclusion?" Duan Feifei asked.
"That's how I am," Jiang Kuo lay back on the bed, "I may have liked you longer than I know."
"Really?" Duan Feifei smiled, "That might be called dependence, after all, I'm the only one who cares about you."
"Fuck you," Jiang Kuo said, "Then those people in our dormitory ignore me?"
"Is that the same principle as me?" Duan Feifei said.
"Hey," Jiang Kuo rolled over, "Did you have a crush on me from the beginning? Love at first sight?"
"Beautiful you," Duan Feifei said, "I want to smoke you."
Jiang Kuo was amused: "As for what!"
"It's too bad," Duan Feifei said, "Just like you, your arrogance and arrogance, with four big characters on your head, I'm rich, I don't look at people in the aisle, but my words can choke people, and we didn't fight. It's really because I've retired from the world for many years, my endurance is extraordinary, and Ding Zhe is a traitor, I can't drive my legs when I see your car..."
Jiang Kuo laughed for a long time and leaned into his ear: "Duan Feifei."
"Well," Duan Feifei replied, "An appointment is tomorrow, and now the aunt downstairs is going to call the police."
Jiang Kuo smiled and hugged him: "I like the way you look."
"What?" Duan Feifei asked.
"That's it now." Jiang Kuo said.
"Are you stupid?" Duan Feifei touched his forehead, "You just like me scolding you."
"Well," Jiang Kuo nodded, "I don't like your cautious look."
Duan Feifei did not speak.
"Be presumptuous." Jiang Kuo said.
"Then I'll be presumptuous now." Duan Feifei said.
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded.
"Keep your elbows away." Duan Feifei said.
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, and withdrew his arm that was next to Duan Feifei's arm.
"Ah..." Duan Feifei rubbed his arms together.
"Pressed?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"It's been five minutes since your elbow was pressing against my little flesh," Duan Feifei said, "it's time to pull it off after a while."
"So squeamish?" Jiang Kuo said, "Are you worthy of your scars?"
"This scar wasn't discovered." Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo touched his stomach and pushed him again: "Turn over, I'll touch the sheep and scorpion scar on your back."
"Aren't you sleepy?" Duan Feifei turned over and lay on his stomach, turning his face to look at him, "I'll order you a takeaway if you're going to be hungry, so that you won't feel your scars."
"I'm sleepy," Jiang Kuo rubbed his back up and down. "If I'm not sleepy, I can give you an equestrian lesson now."
"Want me to sing you a song?" Duan Feifei asked, "a lullaby."
Jiang Kuo said nothing and closed his eyes.
Duan Feifei snorted softly, then stopped: "Is this okay?"
"It sounds good." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei didn't speak, and continued to hum the tune softly.
It's very nice, Jiang Kuo has never heard of this lullaby, Duan Feifei's tone is very low, his voice is also very low, with a comfortable grainy feel.
Jiang Kuo felt that he lost consciousness almost the next second.
In the morning, the extraordinary cell phone rang.
Then Jiang Kuo felt the pillow move, and Duan Feifei got up.
Jiang Kuo heard him say in a low voice, "Fuck."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo struggled to open his eyes a little.
"Awake?" Duan Feifei leaned on the bed and nodded his face, "Didn't you wait for me to call?"
"Are you up late?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Yes," Duan Feifei smiled, "Uncle asked me."
"Go over quickly." Jiang Kuo yawned.
"Sleep a little longer," Duan Feifei rubbed his hair, got up and explained while putting on his clothes, "If you wake up and don't want to eat breakfast by yourself, send me a message and I'll take you out to find a place to eat."
"Isn't there a breakfast shop everywhere?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Only I know which one is delicious... I'll brush my teeth and wash my face first," Duan Feifei trotted into the bathroom, then trotted back to the bedroom after a while, with the fragrance of toothpaste on his body, and kissed him on the forehead , "Uncle Kuo."
"Well." Jiang Kuo responded.
"I'm leaving." Duan Feifei said.
"Go away." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei flicked the tip of his nose with a smile, turned and ran out of the bedroom.
After a rustling sound of putting on a coat, the door slammed and closed.
The house returned to silence.
Jiang Kuo pulled the quilt over his head and slept again.
It was almost noon when I woke up.
After washing and tidying up, he no longer needed to decide where to have breakfast. He took the phone and looked at it, and there were two extraordinary messages.
[Instructions are as follows] Are you up? There are a lot of people today, so call me when you get up, I'm afraid I won't hear the news
[Instructions are as follows] Take you to eat stew pot at noon
Jiang Kuo took the mobile phone and went out the door while making a call.
Duan Feifei quickly answered the phone: "Are you up?"
"Everyone is out," Jiang Kuo looked up at the sky, the sun was very good today, "I'm going to the store to find you?"
"Just wait for me at the intersection. There are so many people in the market today that it's too chaotic," Duan Feifei said.
"Okay." Jiang Kuo responded.
After hanging up he sneezed.
When I woke up, I felt a little dizzy. I didn't know if it was because I ate ice cream yesterday or had my head wet and the wind was blowing, but I didn't feel like I had a cold.
Possibly sleepy.
Otherwise, what happened last night was too exciting.
Stimulated dizzy.
That's still sassy.
It is said that the distance from the community to the market intersection, in the past, even if there was nowhere to park, he would drive there.
Especially today.
But he didn't drive, just strolled there.
While wanting to see Duan Feifei sooner, at the same time wanting to stay in a state of "alone" for a while longer.
This intertwining of emotions is very strange.
After the relationship went further, it was a little uncomfortable because it was too close.
Even Duan Feifei was at a loss.
Jiang Kuo, why are you so hard to serve
However, when he was standing at the intersection and waiting for the red light, he saw Duan Feifei standing opposite, and he quickly entered into the joy of seeing Duan Feifei.
Duan Feifei changed his jacket to a sports down jacket on his knees. Even if there was only a nose between the hat and scarf, Jiang Kuo still felt that this was a well-deserved market flower.
No, not only the market, but at least a flower in this area.
Duan Feifei took out his phone and poked his head down.
A second later, his phone vibrated in his pocket, Jiang Kuo took a look at it, and answered the phone: "Why do you have to call face to face?"
"Are you colorblind?" Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"Why..." Jiang Kuo glanced at the lights on the sidewalk. The green light showed for the last second, and then turned red again. He was shocked, "Fuck, how long is this green light?"
"Twenty seconds!" Duan Feifei said.
"You didn't even remember to call me in twenty seconds?" Jiang Kuo said.
"I just want to see how long you have to pestle," Duan Feifei pointed to his right, "Go there for dinner."
"Crossing the street for ten meters is exhausting, right?" Jiang Kuo said.
The red light turned into a green light at this time, and he was about to pass when Duan Feifei pointed at him: "Don't move."
Then came quickly.
"What?" Jiang Kuo laughed.
"Come with you." Duan Feifei said.
At an intersection, students waited for two red lights to pass.
The aunt in the newsstand next to him kept staring at him, wondering if she was judging whether he could see anything.
"A new stew pot restaurant?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Well," Duan Feifei turned on his phone and showed him the pictures in Duan Ling's Moments, "Duan Ling went to eat yesterday and said it tasted good, I thought I'd take you for a meal."
"It looks delicious," Jiang Kuo said. He had been feeling stuffy after getting up, but after seeing the picture, he suddenly became hungry.
very hungry.
"Let's go." Duan Feifei put his arms around his shoulder.
It's still very comfortable. This kind of person who likes finds something delicious and takes him to eat together for the first time feels childish and comfortable.
Maybe that's it.
Jiang Kuo found out that they didn't bump into each other on this journey today.
When he turned his head, he found that Duan Feifei was also looking down at his feet.
"Did you find it?" Jiang Kuo said.
"Didn't you hit it today?" Duan Feifei said.
"I'm not used to it." Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei jumped a little quickly, reversed his steps, and bumped him.
"Bounce back!" Jiang Kuo said.
Duan Feifei jumped again.