Gripping the leather holster on the steering wheel, Jiang Lin's mind went blank for a moment. It was not until Ji Minglun's car drove into the neighborhood and disappeared from his sight that he withdrew his gaze and leaned weakly on the headrest.
There was not enough light at night, so he couldn't see the person in the passenger seat clearly, but from Ji Minglun's attitude and intimate behavior towards the other person, he could tell that they should have a good relationship.
Chen Nidan just said in the afternoon that Ji Minglun doesn’t have a girlfriend. Could this be the person he likes now but they are not together yet
Looking through the glass at the windows on the 28th floor of Building B, a light came on after about ten minutes, and the house next door also turned on the light at this time. Jiang Lin wanted to step on the accelerator and leave, but when he saw the two windows light up almost at the same time, he felt it was a coincidence.
Could the people in the car be neighbors
The house that Ji Minglun lives in was bought for him by his parents more than two years ago. Jiang Lin also helped to choose a lot of furniture for the decoration. However, the neighbor opposite did not seem to have any plans to move in, and he had never seen him before Jiang Lin went abroad. Could it be that he moved in later, and Ji Minglun just happened to take the neighbor home
He hadn't figured out the answer to this question until he finished his shower and lay down on the bed, but he wasn't the type to worry about trivial things, so he decided to ask in person when he couldn't think of the answer. After all, he didn't plan to keep it a secret from Ji Minglun this time, so it was time to meet him.
The next morning, Jiang Lin took out a white plaid casual cotton shirt from the closet. He tucked the hem of his shirt loosely into his beige shorts. He tied the hair on the sides of his neck into a finger-long braid at the back of his head. He looked refreshed and energetic.
While adjusting his bangs, his eyes lingered on the shirt for a moment. This shirt was given to him by Ji Minglun during the Chinese New Year two years ago. In the past, Ji Minglun would often find various festivals to give him gifts. He was slow to understand the true meaning of these gifts and was always fooled into accepting them by Ji Minglun's few words.
Driving downstairs of the community, Jiang Lin glanced at the time on his watch. It was not yet seven o'clock, and it was summer vacation, so even if Ji Minglun wanted to go out, he would not go out that early.
He sat in the car, waiting for Ji Minglun to come out like he did yesterday. After a while, he caught a glimpse of the security guard registering visitor vehicles and suddenly remembered that Ji Minglun had registered the owner's information for his car.
Wanting to see if Ji Minglun still retained his authority, Jiang Lin drove over. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the electronic identifier say "Welcome home", and then the red and white pole automatically lifted up.
He stepped on the accelerator and drove in, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart. After entering the underground garage, he found Ji Minglun's parking space based on his memory. Sure enough, he saw the Aurora blue NIO, and the parking space next to it that used to belong to him was still empty.
Jiang Lin backed the car in, turned off the engine and got out. Looking back at the two cars parked side by side, he remembered that when Ji Minglun bought a parking space, he chose two connected ones. When he asked why he bought two, Ji Minglun said it was convenient for his parents to park when they came. Later, he found out that Ji Minglun's parents had never been here once, and he had used that parking space from beginning to end.
After taking the elevator to the 28th floor and the doors opened to both sides, Jiang Lin took a deep breath, clutched his phone and walked out.
The apartment layout here is very privacy-oriented. There are only two apartments on each floor, separated by a long corridor. Ji Minglun lives in Room 2802 on the left. He glanced at the door and then looked at Room 2801 on the right.
The scene he saw last night was still on his mind, but it was a pity that he could not tell from the outside whether anyone lived in Room 2801. Jiang Lin walked to the door of Room 2802, looked at the door lock with password and fingerprint in front of him, and his thoughts wandered away again.
He had used his fingerprint and password to open this lock countless times. If Ji Minglun had not specifically cleared his vehicle registration, would his fingerprint information have not been deleted
After hesitating for a moment at the door lock, he did not try it this time, but pressed the doorbell in the upper left corner.
Familiar music came through the crack in the door, and his heartbeat became faster and faster with the long-lost melody. Just when he was so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet, voices were heard from inside the door.
"Who?"
This was an unfamiliar voice, Jiang Lin did not answer. After the other party opened the door, he saw a boy in pajamas with pillow marks on his face.
The boy's skin color was about the same as his. Although he looked like he hadn't woken up yet, he looked pretty good. When he saw him, the boy covered his mouth and yawned: "Who are you?"
There was no sign of Ji Minglun in the living room. Jiang Lin looked at the wave art painting he had chosen on the wall behind the sofa, and in the boy's puzzled look, he said, "I'm looking for Ji Minglun."
"Senior hasn't woken up yet. Who are you to come to see him so early?"
The boy had no intention of letting Jiang Lin in, so Jiang Lin asked, "Who are you?"
The boy smiled and said casually, "It doesn't matter who I am. Why don't you wait and I'll help you wake up the senior."
After saying that, the boy moved aside and closed the door when Jiang Lin walked into the entrance. He reminded him, "Wait here," and then turned and went in.
Jiang Lin stood on the geometric-patterned carpet, his eyes following the boy's back.
The boy walked into the master bedroom as if no one was around, and his figure disappeared around the corner behind the door. He stared at the gray dream catcher hanging on the door frame, and then he heard another person talking.
It was a voice that I hadn't heard in a long time, with a familiar morning mood, hoarse and magnetic.
He was a little nervous again, but he couldn't hear clearly what Ji Minglun said from where he was standing. Fortunately, the boy came out soon, followed by a man with his upper body naked and wearing only a pair of dark pajamas.
Jiang Lin had never thought that the long-awaited reunion would be in such a scene. He straightened his back and tried to look natural. But his disguise was broken when Ji Minglun's expression changed from surprise to displeasure after seeing him.
Two steps away from him, Ji Minglun stopped and raised his hand to hook the boy's shoulder. The boy leaned towards him, turned his head to look at him, and did not push him away, but leaned into his arms.
Jiang Lin's gaze rested on the intimate posture of the two people. Even though Ji Minglun remained silent, he understood what he meant.
Jiang Lin resisted this strange and uncomfortable feeling, and without looking into Ji Minglun's eyes, he asked in a calm tone, "Can I talk to you?"
The boy looked at Jiang Lin, then at Ji Minglun who was obviously depressed, and roughly guessed what was going on. He leaned over to Ji Minglun's ear and whispered: "Senior, I have someone I like. It would be bad if you spread it out."
The boy spoke in a very low voice, and only Ji Minglun could hear it clearly. Glancing at him, Ji Minglun retracted his arm and said to Jiang Lin, "I want to sleep, and I have nothing to talk to you about."
Before coming, Jiang Lin was prepared that Ji Minglun would be angry and ignore him, so he was not discouraged by these words. Instead, he called out to the person who turned around.
"Minglun," he said sincerely, "I'm here to apologize."
Ji Minglun was facing the master bedroom. Jiang Lin couldn't see his face. He only heard him laugh and asked, "Did I hear wrongly?"
Jiang Lin's lips moved, and his unspoken explanation was interrupted. Ji Minglun still did not turn around. He said in a cold tone: "If it's about what happened a year ago, it's not necessary. I have forgotten it."
Striding into the bedroom, Ji Minglun closed the door and locked it.
Hearing a "click" sound, the boy turned around and looked at Jiang Lin who was in a trance. He coughed and reminded him, "Well, I'll take you to the door."
Jiang Lin didn't let the boy see him off, nor did he stay here any longer. After he left, the boy went to the master bedroom and knocked on the door: "Senior, he's gone."
No one answered in the room, only the slight sound of the metal lighter cover being repeatedly slammed. The boy hesitated for a moment, walked to the guest room diagonally opposite to change clothes. After packing his luggage, he wanted to tell Ji Minglun that he was leaving first when he heard the door open.
Ji Minglun was still dressed the same as before, but he had a cigarette in his mouth and his expression was gloomy and a little scary.
He leaned against the door frame with his arms folded, and pointed his chin at the suitcase at the boy's feet: "Don't you have a place to sleep?"
"I'll go find someone to stay with for a few days," the boy scratched his head, "Senior, this is not very convenient for you, please don't let others misunderstand."
The misunderstanding the boy was referring to was when Ji Minglun deliberately put his arm around his shoulders. Ji Minglun did not explain. In the puff of white smoke, he said to the boy, "Okay, I'm sorry for bothering you just now."
"It's okay," the boy smiled generously, "But who is he? He seems very familiar to you, why haven't you seen him before?"
Raising his hand and squeezing the boy's shoulder, Ji Minglun said, "Let's go, don't meddle in other people's business."
The boy waved his hand and left. Looking at the quiet room again, Ji Minglun turned his head and looked at the huge wave art painting on the sofa wall.
Jiang Lin's eyes and eyebrows became clear in his mind. After not seeing him for a year, Jiang Lin had hardly changed. He didn't get tanned after going to Los Angeles, and he even wore the shirt he had given him.
They had known each other since kindergarten, and had never been apart since elementary school, middle school, and university. The traces of each other's growth were imprinted in each other's lives. It was no exaggeration to say that even if Jiang Lin closed his eyes and said nothing, Ji Minglun could guess what he might be thinking, not to mention such a clear hint.
Not to mention why Jiang Lin suddenly came back, Ji Minglun couldn't understand why he came to apologize to him.
Is it because after a year, I thought I could pretend that what happened that night never happened and continue to be friends
It turns out that this is still the thinking mode of a straight man.
After stubbing out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the coffee table, Ji Minglun returned to his bedroom, put on his pajamas, and went across the street to knock on his neighbor's door. After waiting for a few minutes, the long-haired boy who sat in his passenger seat last night opened the door. He looked at the other person's tired face and asked, "Is the fever gone?"
Su Yan leaned against the door and shook his head weakly. Ji Minglun came in, took his temperature with a thermometer, and said, "Change your clothes, I'll take you to get an IV."
Su Yan didn't want to move, so he turned around and lay back on the sofa. His slightly long bangs covered his eyes as he lay down, revealing only his fair chin and slender neck. Ji Minglun wanted to pull him up, but he stopped just as he walked over.
Although Su Yan and Jiang Lin did not look alike, for some reason, he often thought of Jiang Lin when looking at Su Yan. Especially after meeting Jiang Lin just now, when he looked at Su Yan again, this feeling was more obvious than ever before.
In the past, whenever Jiang Lin had a stomach ailment, he would appear in front of him, looking sick and not wanting to move. Ji Minglun closed his eyes, threw all the inappropriate thoughts behind him, pulled Su Yan up and said, "Ji Gan will be back from his business trip tomorrow. If you don't want him to worry, change your clothes and go for the IV."
Moving Ji Gan out really worked, Su Yan really went to wash up, and Ji Minglun also returned to his side to prepare. When he accompanied Su Yan to the underground garage and was about to unlock the car, he found a cloud white Weilai of the same model parked next to him.
The people in the car looked at him through the front window, while Su Yan, who was beside him, was not concentrating due to a fever, and did not notice anything wrong with the car next to him, so he sat in the passenger seat.
Retracting his gaze, Ji Minglun opened the door and got into the car. Jiang Lin remained sitting in the same position until he drove the car out of the basement, staring motionlessly in the direction where he disappeared.
The author has something to say:
This is a sweet and sour story, not a sad one.
In addition, if you are anxious to scold the top for his character problems after reading the second chapter, you can go back to the text page to read the settings and minefields first. Thank you for your understanding.