Zhang Jue entered the bathroom, turned on the shower first, the water temperature rose rapidly, and the steam heated up the small bathroom, Zhang Jue took off the cold wet clothes slowly. His whole body seemed to be blowing cold air from the inside out, and after standing under the shower for a long time, only then did he get a little warm.
After he had made his way to the pier during the day, he went to Harrison again. Harrison has been on this cruise, he can ask for some details, and since Pei Shu is here, Zhang never wants to go back too early to disturb them.
When I arrived at the club, not long after the adult show was over, everyone had left, and the sensual pheromone smell in the air had not disappeared. There was only a piece of confetti and garbage on and off the show stage, and there were a few cleaning staff cleaning it.
Harrison was waiting for him at the entrance to the backstage, dressed in a black formal suit, and said there was a party tonight. He skillfully gave Zhang Jue a cigarette, but Zhang Jue refused.
Knowing that Zhang Jue decided to quit smoking completely, he laughed at Zhang Jue and ordered one himself. The smell of tobacco drifted to Zhang Jue's nose, and Zhang Jue stayed away in silence.
"Did he let you quit?" Harrison asked Zhang Jue with Lu.
Zhang Jue denied it, and added, "But he doesn't like it."
Harrison took a cigarette, looked back at Zhang Jue, and said with pity, "It turns out that you were rushing to quit."
Zhang Jue has a high tolerance for his friends, and since what Harrison said was the truth, he was not angry, but asked politely, "Is there a problem?"
"No, no." Harrison waved his hand with a smile, and took Zhang Jue upstairs to talk about business.
Zhang Jue sat for a while, and the questions were almost finished. Harrison also had other things to do. He wanted to make sure that Pei Shu was still there, so he called Chen Boqiao.
The phone hadn't been connected yet, and there was another show downstairs. Harrison's office was not soundproofed very well, and the entire floor seemed to vibrate. Originally, Zhang Jue wanted to ignore it and wait for the music to be quieter, but Chen Boqiao picked up the phone and quickly guessed that he was in Harrison's club.
Chen Boqiao said that Pei Shu had not left yet, so Zhang Jue asked him if he would go back in two hours, Chen Boqiao said yes.
"It's lenient," Harrison said, watching him put his phone up, "what does it have to do with you tipping my actor."
Zhang Jue did not respond, got up and said goodbye.
In fact, Zhang Jue deceived Chen Boqiao. The flower shop opened on the way back from the club, on the side of a very wide street.
After coming out of the club, he had nowhere to go. He drove past the flower shop and saw someone coming out with a bouquet of flowers. He felt very moved.
When he was absent-minded, he was very indecisive, hesitating and hesitating in his heart. When he decided to buy flowers, the car was already far away from that street.
People can do many strange things in order to delay time. Zhang Jue parked the car and walked slowly to the flower shop.
From the safe house to the flower shop, it took about 40 minutes to walk back and forth. Zhang Jue didn't go far before it rained. There was no umbrella in the car, and he couldn't find a place to sell umbrellas along the way.
He had been in the rain for a long time and only took five minutes to spend. He didn't understand flowers, so he asked for the kind recommended by the boss, thinking that only a small bottle can hold flowers in the safe house, and he chose eight flowers that he thought looked good.
The flower shop owner picked the rose thorns for him and simply wrapped them up.
For a moment when walking in the rain, Zhang Jue didn't dare to take the flowers upstairs, but the next second he consoled himself: it was just flowers.
If you like it.
Even if Chen Boqiao told Zhang Jue that I don't like roses, you can buy a new flower for me, and Zhang Jue can change it for him immediately in the rain.
However, Chen Boqiao would not do this. He was very polite and never asked Zhang Jue.
Zhang Jue walked out of the shower and realized that he had forgotten to take his clothes, so he wiped the water off his body at will, wrapped his waist with a towel, and wanted to go to the bedroom to get it.
As soon as he went out, Chen Boqiao read a book on the sofa.
The bouquet was placed on the coffee table, and Chen Boqiao untied the wrapping paper, as if he had no intention of dealing with it. Zhang Jue thought it was normal too, he didn't say anything, and planned to wait a while to pick the leaves and put them in.
When passing by the sofa, Chen Boqiao suddenly called him and asked him, "Where is the vase?"
Zhang Jue was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the entrance: "In the cabinet."
Chen Boqiao closed the book and walked towards the entrance.
When Zhang Jue put on his clothes and went out, Chen Boqiao had already repaired the flowers and put them in a vase. In the trash can beside the table, a bunch of leaves and flower branches he had cut were thrown, and the paper wrapping the flowers was flattened and folded. Form into cubes and set aside.
Chen Boqiao went to wash his hands, and Zhang Jue walked to the door of the kitchen. He wanted to say compliments to Chen Boqiao, but his language was poor and he only knew how to stand. After Chen Boqiao washed and dried his hands, he waited patiently for a long time, but Zhang Jue didn't say anything.
In the end, Chen Boqiao opened his mouth and said to Zhang Jue, "The flowers are beautiful."
Zhang Jue immediately said, "Thank you."
Chen Boqiao just smiled, he approached Zhang Jue and said, "But why don't you hold an umbrella."
"I didn't buy it." Zhang Jue said.
Zhang Jue watched Chen Boqiao walk in front of him, only to realize that he was blocking Chen Boqiao's way out. Just as he wanted to let go, Chen Boqiao pressed Zhang Jue's shoulder and lowered his head to kiss Zhang Jue's lips. .
He pulled Zhang Jue closer again, met his lips and teeth softly, and left after a while, saying, "Well, I didn't smoke at the adult show."
Zhang Jue raised his head slightly and looked at Chen Boqiao's face. Chen Boqiao's expression was very gentle, but it seemed to be slightly different from the gentleness of the past. Zhang Jue couldn't tell what the difference was, and tentatively wanted to hug Chen Boqiao.
Chen Boqiao asked him to hug him, his hands were lightly around his back, and Zhang Jue leaned his face on Chen Boqiao's shoulder. He never thought that one day he could hug Chen Boqiao like this for a minute, and he felt that every second was as precious as a dream.
"Zhang Jue." Chen Boqiao's voice was low and soft in his ear.
Zhang Jue said "um", and Chen Boqiao said again: "Next time you can send flowers, just don't get caught in the rain."