The Bird and the Golden Cage

Chapter 16

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Is more abstract: take the heart.

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Although Yan Zhen's car has a low-key appearance, its price is five to ten times that of an ordinary car. It is impossible not to stand out from the crowd in the traffic coming and going at the airport.

Even if they are far away, they can still be recognized at a glance.

Su Jinxin stood by the window of the International Arrival Hall, holding the guardrail, watching the car move slowly in the congested traffic, gradually getting smaller, and finally lost sight of it.

His eyes were a little red. The eyes are also a little foggy.

But in the end there were no real tears.

-Yan Zhen always said that he would cry when he touched it, calling him "little crying bag", and when joking he said that he was "bone and flesh made of water", but Su Jinxin knew that he was not. Nearly twenty years before he met Yan Zhen, he had cried two or three times at most. Even now, as long as he's not by Yan Zhen's side, he can't cry even if he wants to cry. After all, tears can't solve the problem. When you are alone, it is the most useless thing.

Su Jinxin pursed her lips, there was no Yan Zhen's car in sight anymore, and there was no point in standing here. He thought for a while, shook his head and smiled at himself, muttering in a low voice, "Don't keep dreaming these unreachable dreams." He turned around and went back to the waiting area.

He has been to this arrival hall many times.

I remember that the first time I came here three years ago, it was Shi Lei's first vacation after he went abroad. He stood in the waiting area, looking around with his long neck and feet on his feet, like a waterfowl being picked up - how excited he was at that time, it was simply A bird dancing and singing on a branch.

Later, why did the memory slowly change color.

He never understood.

It seemed that the further back in time, the more blurred Shi Lei's face became.

As for the past two years, the memory of this visit to the hall is almost all Yan Zhen.

Sometimes he followed Yan Zhen, pushing his luggage and walking out slowly, thinking about what to eat when he got back to the villa; sometimes the plane was delayed due to the weather, and he arrived after midnight, and he was drowsy and only a little conscious. , I feel that Yan Zhen covered his head with his coat and protected him in his arms, and he still didn't know who to say "be quiet, don't disturb him when he's tired" - Yan Zhen often took him on trips abroad, on various holidays, to see where he needed to be. He would go whenever he had the chance, and as if he could read his mind, he would know the destination he most wanted to go to at the moment.

The most recent one is Russia.

The destination is kept secret when you leave. Yan Zhen covered his eyes with a black cloth, and he was hugged by Yan Zhen most of the time, eating and feeding, going to the toilet... Cough... Yan Zhen can't be regarded as a pure-hearted person, or he is to Yan Zhen It was originally a tool for "that kind of purpose", so I saw more of Yan Zhen's less innocent side. In short, in Su Jinxin's impression, Yan Zhen played a lot of extreme sex games with him. The experience of suffocating and dying is not without it, but it is not as impressive as this time.

Probably because after taking off the blindfold and seeing the magnificent Russian-style building of the Repin Academy of Fine Arts in front of him, Yan Zhen leaned down and said in his ear: If you want to attend the class, please contact you. Well, three weeks, come on.

At that moment, Su Jinxin almost disregarded the situation and knelt back to Yan Zhen's feet and kissed the face and called the master.

... At this moment, I still feel excited when I think about it.

Su Jinxin shook his head vigorously, thinking about where the fresh-born calf's energy that was not afraid of tigers came from back then. He thought it was just a transaction, and the money and goods were sold. .

How is that possible.

Staying beside such a person, I was watched tenderly and emotionally by those dark and deep eyes for three years.

How can there be any chance of retreating.

The person who was more unable to get out of his body than him was slowly parking the car on the side of the road, calling the driver to report the location, and then silently getting out of the car and quietly lighting a cigarette.

In fact, Yan Zhen rarely smokes every day.

Especially not smoking in front of Su Jinxin - Su Jinxin has the unique sensitivity of an artist, and his perception is more sensitive than ordinary people. He can tell where Yan Zhen goes and who he has seen by smelling the smell. Yan Zhen is afraid that the smell of smoke will destroy this sensitivity. Almost quit smoking.

Today is the exception.

Yan Zhen inhaled the smoke deeply into his lungs and exhaled it slowly: he didn't expect that he would be so overwhelmed that he was so distracted that he couldn't even drive the car properly. Afraid of a car accident, I could only stop and wait for the driver to come.

As a result, it took almost an hour to get back home.

As soon as you enter the door, there are traces of Su Jinxin everywhere.

When people are still around, it always feels sweet to look at. At this time, it fell into his eyes, but it was a little sour.

Yan Zhen sat alone in Su Jinxin's studio for a while, sighed, got up and went to the study to take out the red envelopes that he had prepared earlier, called the housekeeper, delivered it properly, and asked him to distribute it according to the head - Su Jinxin was injured and lived in, Temporarily converting the small living room into a studio was an unplanned thing. Because of his own whim, he made the people below him scrambling, and he couldn't do it without giving people extra pay.

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Xiao Su is no longer here? I thought this holiday..." He was the old man in the family, so he didn't block his words, but he immediately stopped when he saw Yan Zhen's face, "Ah, sorry, young master, I surpassed."

Yan Zhen rubbed his brows: "It's nothing, I thought..." He said and smiled, "Next time. Next holiday, winter vacation, I will try to let him live in for Christmas and New Year."