"Cough cough cough—"
The driver sitting in the driver's seat let out a very deliberate cough.
Accompanied by the slight inertia brought by the brakes, He Yunzhou and Huo Zheng realized as if awakened from a dream, that at some point, they had already arrived at their destination.
"Here, here we are."
Huo Zheng and He Yunzhou looked at each other subconsciously, but then quickly looked away from each other.
The atmosphere seemed to be getting a little weird.
It was just a dream, but He Yunzhou felt that his peaceful life in the past had undergone earth-shaking changes. For example, no matter how he tried to persuade himself to be normal, Huo Zheng's every move still seemed ambiguous in his eyes Intimacy, revealing a continuous affection.
He Yunzhou didn't even know how he got out of the car, and how he walked shoulder to shoulder with Huo Zheng. The location of An Ran Xuan happened to be in the depths of an old alley in the old city. If he wanted to get there, no matter what Either way there is a short distance to walk.
However, the old alley has been in disrepair for a long time, and the road surface is really not smooth. He Yunzhou was originally in a trance, full of struggles and troubles. At this time, when he was walking, he accidentally tripped over a depression on the ground.
Fortunately, the moment he was about to fall, Huo Zheng who was beside him immediately reached out and grabbed him.
"Careful—are you all right?"
"No, nothing."
He Yunzhou blushed and said in a hurry.
Huo Zheng pulled his wrist, compared with He Yunzhou who always stayed at home and didn't exercise, his body temperature was much higher.
He Yunzhou only felt that Huo Zheng's body temperature was as if possessing magic, and quickly crawled all the way to the inside of his body along the position where their skins touched, which made him feel at a loss and lost control of his heartbeat.
Moreover, He Yunzhou found that the self-important and nervous symptoms that appeared because of that dream seemed to become more and more intense with the time of contact with Huo Zheng.
For example, now, he finds that Huo Zheng has never let go of his wrist since he held him... and that person's pulse seems to be beating very fast.
Almost like himself.
Ahh, damn it, why do I want to have this kind of dream of having sex with my male friend
For the one thousand one hundred and twentieth time this morning, He Yunzhou cursed his disobedient brain.
And at this moment, of course, he didn't realize that, in fact, to some extent, his feeling for a certain person was not an illusion.
Because Huo Zheng's heartbeat was really fast at this moment.
"The road here is not easy to walk, it's better... Let me take you along."
Huo Zheng took He Yunzhou's hand and pretended to speak calmly.
Then he deliberately avoided He Yunzhou's sight, pretending that he had obtained the other party's permission, and held that person's wrist firmly like that, walking slowly in the old alley where there are few people.
He Yunzhou didn't say anything, so he didn't let go.
It was obviously just the simplest move, but Huo Zheng felt as if he accidentally got into a butterfly in his chest, flapping its wings.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Gradually, even Huo Zheng himself didn't know why, little by little, the corner of his mouth evoked an uncontrollable sweet smile.
For a moment, Huo Zheng even hoped that this alley could be extended indefinitely, so that he and He Yunzhou could walk for a longer time, but the reality is that the sweet time between lovers is always short.
Before Huo Zheng could remember, he had already stood at the door of An Ranxuan with He Yunzhou.
Contrary to its bluffing name, An Ranxuan's shop is very small, even old.
Pushing open the glass door that has been in service for an unknown number of years, the door is blocked by layers of cloth of various colors rolled together.
The door was too narrow for one person to barely pass by, He Yunzhou calmly and slowly withdrew his hand from Huo Zheng's palm.
"It's here..."
He Yunzhou pretended that he was completely absent-minded along the way, flustered, and calmly looked up at the plaque that was almost unreadable—the plaque was still written with paint.
"Ah, yes, you can follow me."
Huo Zheng clenched his fist unconsciously, only feeling that his palm was empty.
After squeezing into the store with He Yunzhou and walking a few steps, the cramped space finally became a little more spacious. It was the shopkeeper of An Ranxuan's generation who came to welcome the two of them. Just like the shop itself, the shopkeeper was also very unexpected. It was not the old man who He Yunzhou imagined, but a young woman who looked very neat and straightforward.
And what was even more unexpected was that when facing a big customer like Huo Zheng who was born with a clothes hanger and rich and powerful, she was calm. Can't tell.
On the contrary, when she saw He Yunzhou who appeared in front of her according to the appointment, this woman who was called "Boss An" by Huo Zheng suddenly had two gleams in her eyes.
Next, when discussing the material and style of the clothes with Huo Zheng, she couldn't help but look back at He Yunzhou from time to time.
He Yunzhou was almost seen by Boss An, and he started to commit social phobia again.
Huo Zheng, who discovered this, raised his eyebrows, and blocked He Yunzhou behind him without any trace.
"Boss Ann?"
he couldn't help asking.
When Boss An heard Huo Zheng's question, he suddenly patted his forehead, changed his previous skillful and smooth appearance, and smiled embarrassedly at the two of them.
"Sorry, sorry, I was rude today. However, this Mr. He is a very, very standard oriental body shape, so I couldn't help it. You know, it is rare to see Mr. He's body shape so iconic now. people."
After Boss An finished speaking, his eyes scanned He Yunzhou, and his eyes became more and more burning.
Modern people are rich in nutrition, if they meet those who are not particular, they often have some kind of physical defects, such as big head, or fat body. The aesthetic direction goes long.
Only He Yunzhou is born with a stretched and healthy frame, slender and well-proportioned, even if he doesn't exercise much after that, he is the most correct oriental body type.
Old-fashioned people like Boss An, who have been tailoring since their ancestors, suddenly became happy when they saw He Yunzhou's rare body shape.
Huo Zheng felt that He Yunzhou was a little tense, turned sideways and whispered in He Yunzhou's ear: "Don't be nervous, Miss An has some quirks of a craftsman... She just sees that you are good-looking, so she will become enthusiastic. "
And at the moment when Huo Zheng was comforting He Yunzhou, Boss An was already walking towards them with a few bundles of fabrics in his arms.
"Mr. Huo, I remember that you are determined—"
"Boss An, how about we look at the fabric first?"
As soon as Huo Zheng heard Boss An's voice, he almost broke out in sweat. He quickly interrupted Boss An, and dragged her to the side.
"I wanted to give him a surprise, so I haven't told him that what I plan to order today is actually a wedding suit—"
It wasn't until he was sure that He Yunzhou couldn't hear the corner, that Huo Zheng smiled shyly and whispered to Boss An.
"Ah, so, sorry sorry."
Boss An looked at Huo Zheng, and then at He Yunzhou not far away. While apologizing, there was a smile in his eyes.
"In that case, would you like to try a style with a little traditional element? It's less likely to show your feet."
Boss Ann enthusiastically recommended.
She quickly brought Huo Zheng and He Yunzhou to the depths of the warehouse, and all kinds of expensive fabrics were rolled out and displayed in front of them. He Yunzhou was completely out of shape. For those fabrics with various names, his only thoughts were "so expensive" and "fucking so expensive", and the one who formed a sharp contrast with him was naturally Huo Zheng.
Each piece of fabric is carefully examined under the light, and then the specially prepared fabric sample is lightly touched with the back of the hand and fingers to determine the touch.
And just when He Yunzhou was dazed and dizzy, a piece of cloth with a warm ivory white background, but with a faint but beautiful iridescence like pearls on the surface came into the two people's vision.
"this is-"
"so beautiful-"
The voices of He Yunzhou and Huo Zheng coincidentally overlapped.
As soon as the words fell, they subconsciously looked at each other.
thumping-
Pounding—
In that short moment, both He Yunzhou and Huo Zheng seemed to hear the rhythmic heartbeat coming from the other party.
"Wow, it seems that the two of you really have a tacit understanding."
Boss An, who was holding the cloth, raised his eyebrows, and turned his meaningful eyes around Huo Zheng and He Yunzhou.
Of course, the expensive silk noodle dish became the first choice.
He Yunzhou was brought to the mirror. Boss An unfolded the cloth and was about to put it on He Yunzhou's body to see the effect, but Huo Zheng took the first step and took the cloth from her hand.
"Let me do it."
He said to Boss Ann.
"Pfft, that's fine."
Boss An showed a little understanding, and said with a smile.
As for He Yunzhou, he was standing in front of a large mirror, and the obstructive coat had been taken off, and he was only wearing a thin shirt.
In order to be able to see more clearly, the collar of the shirt was also untied, exposing the skin of He Yunzhou's neck.
He was a little at a loss as he watched Huo Zheng carefully holding the piece of fabric, and slowly approached him.
The green-eyed man stretched out his arms, and easily spread the cloth around him.
It was obviously just a very normal process, but Huo Zheng's solemnity made this scene inexplicably more solemn.
He Yunzhou tensed up involuntarily, while Huo Zheng was standing close at hand, his eyes lowered, looking at him as if there were tiny stars twinkling in his eyes.
"very nice."
I don't know how long they stared at each other like this before He Yunzhou heard Huo Zheng whisper softly.
"..."
At this moment, He Yunzhou only felt that his brain was blank and his breathing was difficult.
It's over.
It was the only word floating in his head.
The author has something to say: Although the progress bars on the two sides are completely different, it is obvious that both of them have entered the rhythm of marriage.