Shen Mucheng came to him, saw Luo Shaoheng was still staring at him blankly, and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Look at you." Luo Shaoheng returned to his senses with a smile on his face.
From "KISS YOU" to "MISS YOU", now this sentence is really nothing to you. Compared with Shen Yun's constipated expression, Shen Mucheng just nodded indifferently, took the umbrella in Shen Yun's hand, and put a ring on his hand. Touching Luo Shaoheng's shoulder: "Let's go."
"Okay." Luo Shaoheng huddled with him under the umbrella and walked towards the car.
The umbrella in Shen Mucheng's hand naturally tilted more than half in Luo Shaoheng's direction, and Luo Shaoheng pushed it back for him after he found out.
"The umbrella is so big, you really don't need to do this." Shen Yun behind secretly rolled his eyes, thinking that he was the one who shouldn't have followed, and after making complaints, he resignedly pulled up the suitcase and opened the other Umbrella followed.
Back at Shen Mucheng's apartment, Shen Yun took Luo Shaoheng's luggage to the guest bedroom on the second floor. He was very surprised that the boss let Luo Shaoheng live on the second floor. Without the permission of the BOSS, other people are strictly prohibited from entering. As for Luo Shaoheng, the BOSS let him live in the guest bedroom on the second floor without even thinking about it. This decision made him unable to calm down.
The next time Miss He comes over to see it, she will tear it up on the spot, right? Just imagining this picture makes me feel so sour.
He put down his luggage, turned around and saw Luo Shaoheng looking at the room, walked over and asked, "Mr. Luo, this is your room, please tell me if you need anything else."
Luo Shaoheng withdrew his gaze: "Not for the time being, sorry to trouble you."
"No trouble, Mr. Luo, please don't say that." Shen Yun hurriedly said that this was his job.
"Just call me by my name." Luo Shaoheng felt that it was strange to keep calling him Mr.
"This..." Shen Yun hesitated, "Then I will call you Young Master Luo."
"It's up to you." Luo Shaoheng smiled, remembering that as soon as Shen Mucheng answered the phone downstairs, he went to the study and asked, "Is Shen Mucheng very busy? I heard from Shen Yu that you both had urgent matters before you returned to China temporarily." of."
"I've been quite busy recently." Shen Yun glanced at the door and intentionally revealed, "Boss hasn't had a good rest for several days."
The last time when Luo Shaoheng asked about Shen Mucheng when he was in Switzerland last time, Shen Yun always kept his mouth shut, but now he took the initiative to remind Luo Shaoheng, which surprised Luo Shaoheng, but he didn't ask much, just nodded and said that he understood .
In fact, Shen Yun's idea is very simple. Although I don't know what the relationship between the two of them is now, at least Luo Shaoheng is obviously different from other people to the boss. Maybe Luo Shaoheng can remind the boss to pay attention to his body. Quite a few sequelae.
Shen Yun also clicked to the end, seeing that he understood, he said: "Then I'll go downstairs first, and Master Luo will call me anytime he needs it."
"Okay." Luo Shaoheng sent him out of the room and came back to pack his things.
The suitcase he brought was very big, and there were two layers inside, one layer was clothes, and the other layer was the treasures he had collected for many years, all of which were related to Shen Mucheng.
Take out the photo album, DV, small wooden sign, sketchbook, etc., carefully put them away in the cabinet next to the bed, and then put the clothes you brought in the closet.
When Shen Mucheng came over, he saw that he was folding clothes, knocked on the door, and walked in: "Want to help?"
After asking this sentence, he was stunned for a moment, and felt strange about what he asked naturally. In his impression, he had never treated anyone like this before, but Luo Shaoheng was not too surprised, and waved his hand and said: "No, I have already Packed up."
Shen Mucheng nodded and stood beside him.
In order to pack his things, Luo Shaoheng took off his down jacket and put on a thicker sweater. Living at home for a few days during the Chinese New Year made him a little fatter, but his overall figure was still thin. He squatted on the ground with his waist bent, wearing a sweater You can see the curvature of his back.
Shen Mucheng looked at his back, and suddenly wanted to reach out and smooth it.
When he stretched out his hand, Luo Shaoheng had just finished tidying up and looked up to see his hand: "What's wrong?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Mucheng's hand fell on his forehead, raised the hair on his forehead, and covered it.
"The fever has subsided a long time ago." Luo Shaoheng smiled, but he didn't move.
"En." Shen Mucheng withdrew his hand and pulled him up, "Let's go eat."
"good."
They went to a private restaurant called "Yue". Luo Shaoheng was stunned at the first sight when he entered. The decoration style inside was so familiar, even worse than the restaurant in Switzerland.
He looked at the stone table and rocking chair in the courtyard, his expression was in a trance, and his thoughts were pulled far away by the familiar scene in front of him.
In the quiet studio, there was only the rustling sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper. Luo Shaoheng sketched out the scenes in his heart at will, and a simple restaurant design drawing slowly emerged. After correcting a few errors, he changed the pen and re-drawn the lines , the original imaginary lines are solidified, and the bar, tables, chairs, potted plants, etc. in the hall gradually become clear and detailed.
Clipping the drawn picture to another easel, he re-entered the painting, began to outline the scene of the courtyard, and made sketches of the promenade, swing, stone table and so on.
When Shen Mucheng came back, he saw him earnestly drawing lines on the drawings, and there was a half-eaten instant noodle box next to it. It was obvious that he didn't go out that day, and he used instant noodles to get rid of Wu Zang Temple.
Frowning, Shen Mucheng stretched out his hand to hold his hand dancing on the paper: "Enough."
When Luo Shaoheng was painting, he almost didn't hear anything outside the window, so when Shen Mucheng came back, he didn't pay attention at all. After being held by the hand, he simply stopped writing, raised his head and asked him: "When did you come back?"
"just."
"It's just in time to come back, take a look." Luo Shaoheng held his hand and pulled it down, motioning him to look at his masterpiece today.
Shen Mucheng remained motionless, pointing to the instant noodles next to him with his chin: "Are you going to eat this today?"
"Yeah, it's quite delicious." Luo Shaoheng, who was still immersed in the drawing, didn't pay attention to his face. He hasn't eaten instant noodles for a long time, and it tastes good once in a while.
"Really." Shen Mucheng's voice could not hear any emotion, "Then you can eat this for the next month."
What he meant was that he would not cook for the next month, and Luo Shaoheng realized that he hugged his waist quickly, "No, no, I think your cooking is much more delicious than instant noodles. , I only ate it today when you were not here, but it’s actually not delicious at all.”
Shen Mucheng snorted softly, and didn't buy into his behavior of acting according to the wind. It's not a day or two for Luo Shaoheng to sleep and forget food in the studio. He felt that if he got used to it, he would get used to it. He is not at home on a business trip, and this person does not know what to eat.
Seeing that his face was still cold, Luo Shaoheng stood up and held his face and kissed him, coaxing: "Don't be so serious, I promise I will eat on time next time."
Shen Mucheng knew it would be useless to talk too much, so he changed the subject: "What are you painting?"
As soon as Luo Shaoheng said this, he became excited, and showed him the two drawings he had completed: "Look, I designed a small restaurant."
Luo Shaoheng's drawings are very detailed, whether it is the rockery and lake in the courtyard, the stone tables and rocking chairs, or the wine racks and beam decorations in the hall, they are all very clear. Even the patterns on the vases in the corners are very clear. A lot of effort.
"What is this?" Shen Mucheng asked knowingly.
"Restaurant, this is the lobby, and this is the courtyard." Luo Shaoheng introduced it to him little by little, "Didn't we agree last night? We will open a restaurant in the future, the chef will cook for the guests, and you will cook for me!"
"Is there?" Shen Mucheng asked back, with a look of no impression at all.
"Yes!" Luo Shaoheng became a little anxious when he saw that he didn't remember, "We clearly agreed, you won't forget, right?"
Shen Mucheng frowned and thought for a moment: "When? Where?"
"Last night, on the bed..." Luo Shaoheng shut up abruptly, only to realize that he had been tricked when he saw Shen Mucheng looking at him with a half-smile, and immediately grabbed the picture in his hand, turned his back and said, "I don't remember Forget it, I’ll drive it myself, don’t join in the fun.”
Shen Mucheng chuckled, hugged him from behind, lowered his head and kissed his ear: "Did you really say that last night? I just remember you said..."
His last sentence was so soft that only the two of them could hear it. Luo Shaoheng blushed suddenly when he heard the words, and pulled him away: "Why are you so shameless, you can say such things..." His last words were all It was swallowed by Shen Mucheng's lips.
Shen Mucheng pinched his waist lightly, kissed his lips, his tongue stirred his mouth presumptuously, and let him go until he was breathless from the kiss, and gently stroked his rosy bottom sucked by him with his thumb. Lips, smiled low: "I listen to you."
Luo Shaoheng opened his mouth, bit his finger, licked it, and said vaguely, "...that's pretty much the same."
…
After passing the courtyard, Luo Shaoheng stood at the entrance of the hall, his strength seemed to be taken out of thin air, and he could no longer take a step forward.
The picture that was once blurred by the passage of time became extremely clear at this moment. Those intimate kisses are still recalled with heart-pounding heat. With an indescribable shock.
Even though there were slight changes, the general layout of the courtyard and the hall remained the same, and he even felt that he could know the arrangement of the objects inside without having to look inside.
— This is the store in Shenmu City.
There is no need for a reason, Luo Shaoheng thinks so in his heart, just like the coconut milk jelly last time.
Shen Mucheng realized that he didn't keep up, and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"
"No, I just think this store is very unique." Luo Shaoheng followed, and asked unintentionally, "The owner of this store has good taste." After saying this, he laughed himself, this is his own design , It's like boasting yourself.
"You like it?" Shen Mucheng asked.
"I like it very much." Luo Shaoheng replied affirmatively.
Because of his words, Shen Mucheng's brows and eyes relaxed a little, and he was in a good mood.
The two followed the waiter to the box. As Luo Shaoheng expected, the layout of the box was almost the same as the picture he had drawn, even the positions of the paintings on the walls were the same.
Seeing these is like the mood when I ate the fermented coconut panna cotta in Switzerland. Although I am happy, I also feel disappointed.
Why can Shen Mucheng remember these things they sketched, but not him alone? Could it be that he is not as important as these things
In fact, he knew it was impossible to be like this, but Luo Shaoheng still got into the horns. Although he forced a smile during the meal, he couldn't hide the subtle loneliness in his eyes.
Obviously, the two people who once loved each other the most, but now he is the only one who remembers the past.