I'm not unlucky at all

Song Xing didn't speak, but tilted his head and sneezed.

Song Wenlu stared at the young man, frowned, as if snorting softly, and took out a tissue from his pocket: "Wipe."

Song Xing's eyes and nose were red, and while wiping his nose, he asked slowly and softly, "Mr. Song, are you jealous?"

Song Wenlu choked, and there seemed to be a soft hum in his throat.

He took the dirty paper towel in Song Xing's hand, held it in his hand without disdain, and carefully instructed him to put his hand in his coat pocket, and then led him to a nearby trash can.

Song Wenlu threw away the trash, then glanced at the innocent Song Xing, pinched his cheek and said, "I'm jealous."

Reaching out to rub Song Xing's hair, the man sighed, "You've never looked at me properly."

He admits to being jealous and caring.

"Mr. Song is very good-looking." Song Xing looked at the gentle smile on the man's face, shook his head, and said seriously, "He is also the most beautiful person I have ever seen."

Song Wenlu's face couldn't help but heat up: "The prettiest?"

Song Xing said yes.

"My Xiaolu is really good at deceiving people." Song Wenlu brought his lips to Song Xing's earlobe, kissed and bit, and whispered, "But I am very happy."

Looking up at the obvious pleasure in the man's eyes, Song Xing squinted his eyes, and heard the system jingle in his mind to tell him that the loneliness value of the task target had dropped a little.

030 was quite happy, and said flatteredly: "The current loneliness value of the mission target is six points, let's make persistent efforts."

Song Xing was stunned for a while, blinked his eyelids twice, and suddenly asked: "Is Mr. Song a dog?"

Song Wenlu said no.

"Why do you ask this? What, Xiaolu thinks I'm old?"

Song Xing pinched his ear with his hand, it was hot, and then shook his head.

He told Song Wenlu that it's not that he dislikes being old, but that men's habits are very similar to puppies. They love their relatives and love to bite. It doesn't matter how serious it is. If you don't pay attention, it will cause inflammation.

After Song Wenlu heard this, his expression changed again and again, and his loneliness value immediately soared to [-], with a decimal point.

The night wind blows, Song Xing walks next to Song Wenlu, listening to 030 moaning and complaining about the mission target in his mind, his mood change is fast catching up with that of a pregnant woman who is seven or eight months pregnant, and her face is very calm.

The Movie City was just ahead, and Song Wenlu walked inside holding Song Xing's hand expressionlessly.

There were people coming and going outside the film studio, couples holding Coke popcorn, children clamoring for ice cream, and young girls walking by with a lot of laughter and nostalgia in the group of girlfriends.

The two men were actually inconspicuous walking among the crowd, but Song Wenlu's appearance and demeanor were too lethal, frequently attracting the glimpses of passers-by and the secret attention of young girls.

Song Wenlu had long been used to this, and without changing his face, he took Song Xing to the front to line up and asked him what he wanted to see.

A girl next to her covered her face and screamed excitedly.

Mysterious and neurotic.

Song Xing tilted his head to look at them, and then looked away.

The posters of the latest movies are hung in the lobby of the cinema from the moment you enter the door. Almost half of them are movie posters and peripheral advertisements for a themed romance movie. The huge LED screen also celebrates the movie’s box office breaking through one billion in five days and becoming popular. Can't wait.

Without much choice, the two booked tickets and followed the team into the arena.

The screen in the movie hall is huge, and the voices of the protagonists in the movie are very hysterical.

For some unknown reason, Song Wenlu aggressively took all the seats in the last two rows. He pulled Song Xing to sit in the corner of the back row, saying that the back row didn't need to look up.

Song Xing glanced at him, but said nothing.

Romance movies are very literary, and it can be described as "you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world".

But I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, the male protagonist on the screen has a handsome face, and his voice is very soft when he speaks, as if he is acting like a baby, but when he is not talking, he is almost the same as the tender one in the same-sex couple in the western restaurant They are similar in spirit, especially when those eyes smile, the corners of the eyes will also wrinkle and have shallow fine lines.

Song Wenlu's face darkened, and he turned his head to look at Song Xing, a pair of black eyes shone with a different light in the dark theater.

Song Wenlu said, "Is the movie good?"

Song Xing raised his head as if aware of it: "Mr. Song?"

030 reminded in a timely manner: "Xiao, the mission target has mood swings, and the loneliness value fluctuates slightly, please pay attention." After saying this, it muttered again, "It's so annoying, it's rare to watch a movie, and the mission target can't Don't make trouble?"

Song Wenlu didn't know the existence of 030, he continued to ask, "Is the movie better or is it better for me?"

Especially stubborn.

Without waiting for Song Xing to answer, Song Wenlu didn't know what was going on, but he was upset and upset. He didn't like men who acted tender and coquettish on the big screen, and he didn't want the young man to pay any attention to him. body.

That would make him very uneasy.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened, he grabbed the back of Song Xing's neck and kissed his face, then bit his lips.

Song Xing gently pushed Song Wenlu's chest, but he couldn't move it. There was darkness in front of his eyes, and the melodious love tunes in the movie came from his ears, and Ai Ai was hesitant to talk again during the period, and he was not at all as unrestrained as the one in front of him.

A man wants to kiss his mouth after kissing his face, and after kissing his mouth, he wants to do something else in the dark. An old man who has never had sex is not easy to coax. Song Xing is tired of being kissed, and his hands are also tired , When I am tired, the movie is almost coming to an end.

In the darkness, both of them were panting slightly, Song Xing gently pushed away the man's hand on his crotch.

Song Wenlu breathed heavily on Song Xing's neck, and said with a light smile, "Little fool, I'm not happy if I want to help you with you."

Song Xing frowned and said, "Mr. Song, the movie is almost over."

Song Wenlu raised his eyebrows and kissed the tip of his nose: "There are still 10 minutes."

Song Xing was silent for a while, and said, "I'm not that fast."

Hearing this sentence, Song Wenlu laughed almost immediately.

He squeezed Song Xing's palm, rubbing his callused fingertips with his fingers, while thinking about when he would help the young man get rid of these, while still maintaining the posture of leaning on the other's shoulder, he echoed: "Well, Xiaolu is the best."

Song Xing said, "Not as powerful as Mr. Song."

Song Wenlu was dumb, and sat upright beside Song Xing, the smile in his eyes didn't fade for a while.

After the movie was over, 030 popped up, and he almost cried aggrievedly. He only watched the beginning of the movie, but he was blocked in the middle, and he didn’t even have a chance to take a look at the end. Are you angry? gas?

But after all, the host is now talking to the mission target. Even if 030 doesn't like Song Wenlu, he can only resist talking badly about him in front of Song Xing, but he still can't help crying and showing his pity.

"Xiao, Xing, tell 030 quickly, how did the plot of the movie go? Has the heroine become prettier, and the male lead, has he found his biological mother?"

Song Xing paused slightly: "Sorry, I don't remember."

Speaking of it, he seemed to be dragged by the man to do other things before he even saw what the hero and heroine looked like, and he didn't know the plot at all. He heard some music vaguely, which should be a happy ending.

030: "..." Comrade Song Xing, you have changed, you are no longer a good guy who loves 030!

After watching the movie, Song Wenlu didn't send Song Xing home, but drove directly out of the city.

Song Xing asked him: "Mr. Song, where are you going?"

Song Wenlu said he was going home, to his house.

030 explained to Song Xing that the address the man mentioned was the apartment where the other party lived, not the Song family's old house.

Song Xing nodded without refusing.

It was unlucky to say that the car ran out of gas when it was about a kilometer away from Song Wenlu's apartment, but there was no gas station nearby, so Song Wenlu could only call the people below to let them handle it.

It was cool at night, and the two of them stood in place and waited for an unknown amount of time.

The road ahead is full of high-end apartments where wealthy and wealthy businessmen live, few taxis will pass by here, but within 5 minutes, Song Wenlu gave Song Xing a suit jacket that was too big for him, and said: "In the same place Stand cool, let's walk slowly."

Song Xing said yes.

A few scattered stars in the sky are hidden behind the clouds, only the moon missing the rim of the bowl is exposed, it is very quiet.

Song Wenlu took Song Xing's hand and asked him if he was tired.

The shape of a building could be vaguely seen in front of the apartment. Song Wenlu touched his pocket, but after a while, a faint fire appeared on the dark and silent road.

Song Xing saw too many men smoking, but he still said: "Mr. Song, smoking too much is not good for your health."

Song Wenlu took a few puffs and held the cigarette between his fingers.

He has never seen Song Xing smoking, but he knows that this little guy has a beautiful way of putting out cigarettes with his hands.

With some exploration and curiosity in his heart, Song Wenlu flicked the cigarette ash, glanced at the young man who was looking at him seriously from the corner of his eyes, his heart was slightly sunburned, but he still didn't say much, he put out the cigarette in a blink of an eye and said, "Listen to you."

Song Xing looked up and said, "The apartment is right in front of you."

Song Wenlu looked forward, and it was indeed very close.

They walked for less than half an hour, but Song Xing's body was not strong enough, his hands and feet were cold, and his face turned red from the cold.

Originally, this should not be seen clearly in the dark night, but Song Wenlu still noticed it.

With a sigh in his heart, he held Song Xing's hand tightly.The pace was half a step too fast, and quickly blocked the boy from the wind blowing in front of him.