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As the night breeze passed, the two stood at the door of MBAR like fools, looking at each other.

It was already late at night, and after a few more hours of fishing in troubled waters, it would be dawn on the edge of the Jinjiang River.

Xia Shao covered his gleaming hands with cold, and moved to Jiang Langting's side in small steps, observing the surrounding situation with his eyes.

He even saw a group of little boys in middle school uniforms walking aimlessly by the river, with cigarettes between their fingers, looking towards the nightclub from time to time, shrinking their cheeks, tapping their fingers, and rushing into the air After blowing out a few rings of smoke rings, he turned his head to continue the discussion with his classmates, his eyes full of interest.

A group of children who are in the rebellious period, stay up most of the night and come out to be night wandering gods.

"Do you want to smoke?" Xia Shao watched Jiang Langting glance at those middle school students.

Jiang Langting nodded obediently.

Although it's not appropriate to use the word "well-behaved" to describe him, but this is what he looks like now, with his tiger's mouth stuck outside his pocket, as if asking for Xia Shao's approval.

"Smack it,"

He took out the lighter that was on the deck before from his bag, Xia Shao turned and stood facing him, raised the lighter, "I'll give you some."

"Secondhand smoke is bad."

After Jiang Langting said this, he grabbed Xia Shao's raised wrist and grabbed the lighter, "I won't smoke either."

Xia Shao stared at him, thinking that he had also done a public welfare vlog with the theme of #烟烟危健健康#, but he didn't know what was going on in his head, so he said directly: "Then you quit."

As a result, Jiang Langting not only didn't feel "overstepping", but raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a beautiful tone: "If you quit, just quit."

If it were really that simple to quit smoking, he would have quit long ago.

His circle of friends have not started to think about quitting smoking until they are in their thirties in recent years. They say they want to quit, but they all still hang around with cigarettes in their mouths. Go ahead, if you smoke to death in the future, the wife will belong to someone else, the children will also belong to someone else, and the money will be used by others.

The person who was "intimidated" turned pale, and quickly put the cigarette directly into the trash can, waving his hand and saying, "Oh, I won't smoke anymore."

But Jiang Langting is not afraid of this, he is not married, has no parents and no children, and his family property is not that great.If you really want to control your own smoking, the only reason can only be because you don't want people around you to inhale second-hand smoke.

Taking out the last pack of cigarettes in his pocket, Jiang Langting opened the box and took a look, then turned and walked towards the concierge desk of MBAR.

Xia Shao saw that he gave both the cigarette and the lighter to the parking attendant who was on duty all night, and then turned back to walk in his direction, as if stepping on his heart with every step.

Didn't talk much the past few days.

Xia Shao is very well-behaved, he doesn't send messages to Jiang Langting when he has nothing to do, because he has also been harassed day and night by inexplicable people on WeChat, and he knows the feeling of being at a loss when he doesn't know how to reply.He just scrolled through Moments, researching Jiang Langting's background image and avatar, and occasionally scrolled through Moments to update Jiang Langting's dynamics, opened it with joy, and found...

Oh, it's an advertisement.

Forgot to mention, the background of Jiang Langting's WeChat Moments was actually replaced by the one Xia Shao took for him.

When Xia Shao found out, he clicked "Like his cover".

During the few days that he didn't speak, Xia Shao remembered that Jiang Langting often worked at night and rested during the day, and usually had breakfast first after returning home from the night shift.

Xia Shao went to work later than He Qing and the others. Every morning before he went to the company, he carried the breakfast he made at home, walked down the stairs, hung it on the doorknob of Jiang Langting's house, Press the elevator to go directly to the garage.

Gradually getting acquainted, getting along with the "male god" is not as tense as before, Xia Shao is still looking forward to meeting him in the elevator.

For several days in a row, Xia Shao gave away everything, Chinese style, Western style, sweet and spicy. He almost made breakfast in different ways, and he almost served three taels of beef noodles.

He Qing thought it was strange that Xia Shao would also serve breakfast, but the amount was not so much.

Sending them over in the morning, Jiang Langting usually only sends a message to Xia Fever after he wakes up at noon, and he just says "thank you" lightly.

But summer burning is enough.

Holding the mobile phone, his palms were already wet with sweat, he pursed the corners of his lips that were about to smile, let out a long "hey -" and buried his head in the quilt for a smirk.

Now, seeing Jiang Langting walking towards him wearing a black cashmere coat, Xia Shao couldn't help calling him by name: "Jiang Langting."

His pupils are bright, and the ends of his eyes are long. When he looked up, his eyes seemed to be glowing, "Have you really eaten all the breakfast I put on the stairs?"

Jiang Langting's eyelashes trembled, and he replied, "Eat."

He thought about it, and added: "It's delicious."

The cold wind seemed to turn a corner, and he couldn't feel the cold anymore.

Seeing his preoccupied appearance, Xia Shao changed the topic and said, "I've always wanted to ask, when is your birthday?"

"It's not my birthday."

"Just say it."

"My parents didn't tell me either," Jiang Langting pursed his lips, "I just find a place to eat by myself every year."

"What day?" Xia Shao asked.

"At once……"

The wind was cold and blowing head-on made Jiang Langting's neck ache. He shrugged his shoulders, turned his face to stare at Xia Shao's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Every year on the first snow day."

But it is located in the south, sometimes the city does not snow.

According to unreliable memories, Xia Shao remembers that it fell once in previous years, in 2013 or 14. That year, the snow came so hard that it even accumulated a rare thin layer on the road.

He hadn't left the country that year.

Some students outside the teaching building did not attend classes, rushed out in a swarm, and picked up the snow with their hands on the playground, saying that they had never seen it before.Xia Shao also went away, and he just stood there in the ice and snow, touching the short sleeves under his school uniform, and he didn't feel cold at all.

The two of them had already walked a long way outside, and judging by their posture, they were about to walk back again.Jiang Langting leaned slightly towards the side near the road, and moved a short distance away from Xia Shao, before walking a few meters, Xia Shao secretly rubbed against him again.

really.

After this word appeared in Jiang Langting's mind, he was a little dazed.He turned his head and saw that Xia Shao had half of his face buried in the plaid scarf around his neck, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, and his eyes were looking straight at the road ahead, as if it was an instinctive reaction to lean over.

"Is there any fun in my store?" Jiang Langting asked suddenly as he saw him walking in a daze.

Xia Shao didn't know how to evaluate it. After all, he didn't play anything today, and he couldn't get into the atmosphere. Besides, he was caught by his brother's little friend, and he was worried for a long time.

As he thought about it, he came up with the emoji of a clove of garlic trying to get stuck in an orange with one clove missing, which was widely circulated on the Internet.

Yes, I am that clove of garlic.

Xia Shao laughed, his eyes crooked.

Jiang Langting didn't know what he was laughing at, he hugged him like a buddy, and then let go, "Is that not fun?"

"Not really, I'm just not used to it."

"Go less in the future," Jiang Langting said, "It's not safe to be alone."

Xia Shao nodded, seemingly agreeing, thinking of Xin Lie wearing a fur vest over a suit, the more he thought about it, the more amusing he was, and said: "Well, your little brother is quite funny, but it's a pity you called him away later. It's so cool, like a fast-handed celebrity."

"He was pissed at the comment."

Jiang Langting also laughed, "He thinks he's very trendy. I've said many times not to dress like this in the store, just wear a suit properly."

Xia Shao said: "He looks good, he can wear anything."

After hearing this sentence, Jiang Langting stopped laughing.

"What's the matter?" Xia Shao was relatively slow in this regard, and he really didn't think there was anything wrong with praising the little brother of the male god, but he was afraid that he had said the wrong thing, so he asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing." Jiang Langting quickly recovered his expression, "It's okay."

Everyone has one nose and two eyes, and the nightclub lights are so dark, does it look bad?

Xia Shao didn't think about "Is he jealous" at all, mustered up the courage, and said the words that came to his lips: "But... you are still the prettiest! You are the prettiest in the whole nightclub. "

Sometimes he even thinks, why doesn't Jinjiang District hold a selection contest for "the most handsome man around me"? If Jiang Langting participates, he will forward the vote to Weibo.

The premise is that his brother does not participate.

"……thanks."

Jiang Langting turned his head and wiped his chin with his hand.

In order to facilitate the use of mobile phones, Jiang Langting usually wears motorcycle gloves with half of his fingers exposed.Now his fingertips are very hot, as if carrying a flame, they slide from the middle of the person to the Adam's apple, and roll again.

"I don't quite understand the definition of good looking," he said.

Xia Shao wanted to say, you can look in the mirror, but he didn't say it.

A standard of measurement that is applicable to everyone suddenly popped up in his heart, which is roughly: if you like it, you feel handsome, and if you don't like it, you don't like it at all.

All the way back to the community, Xia Shao said good night to Jiang Langting, and said that it would be fine to deliver it downstairs, and he would buy some supper at the convenience store before going up.

Jiang Langting thought for a while, and said that he could go buy supper together, but Xia Shao refused.

After Jiang Langting returned home alone, Xia Shao picked out the breakfast ingredients to be delivered the next day, and climbed the stairs to go home to rest.

It's three o'clock in the morning.

Xia Shao was extremely bored while waiting for the elevator, so he opened a Weibo client to post a late-night update——

[@夏火: Fun. [/yeah]】

One of the accompanying pictures is a well-composed photo of the interior decoration of the nightclub, the lighting is ambiguous, and the other picture is a selfie as usual, but the summer burn under the nightclub lights is completely different from what you see in reality.He patted half of his face sideways, revealing his eyes looking down at the wine glass. His lower eyelashes were thick and long, casting a faint shadow on his cheekbones.

The Weibo also attached the coordinates, clearly saying "Chengdu·MBARClub (Jinjiang Branch)".

"Ding."

Concerned about the pop-up, Jiang Langting put down the toothbrush he was biting, swiped open the screen, smiled, took a screenshot, and clicked a thumbs up.

……

The next day, Xia Shao couldn't get up in the morning.

It was near ten o'clock that he struggled to get out of bed, and gave up the idea of ​​bringing breakfast to Jiang Langting.He slept too late last night, and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow. In his dream, Jiang Langting was fighting with himself at the barbecue stall of the food stall.

Xia Shao frowned, thinking that this was simply a nightmare.

Don't be like this.

After washing up and preparing to go to the restaurant for something to eat, Xia Shao suddenly heard a lot of movement at the door.

He ran to the living room, only to see He Qing and Ying Yuchen carrying two suitcases and looking for shoes in the shoe cabinet. It looked like they were about to go on a long trip.

Xia Shao yawned and walked forward, "What's wrong?"

"I have something to do." He Qing found a pair of Martin boots, "There are sugar cakes on the table. I'll warm them up for you in the morning."

Xia Shao seldom sees He Qing taking Ying and Chen out together, thinking that there is something wrong with He Qing's work, he is anxious: "What's the matter?"

"I just received a call from General Ying at noon, saying that our dad had a fall this morning. Isn't he on a business trip in Shanghai right now? It's convenient for him to go to Beijing, so he said he'd rush there first," He Qing said while wearing Shoes, took off the coat and hung it on the suitcase, "Although it's not serious, I have to take Ying and Chen back to Beijing."

"Oh... how long will you be back?" Xia Shao asked.

"Come back after taking a look. I have something else to do." He Qing stood up after putting on her shoes, and handed over Ying Yuchen's shoes.

Ying Yuchen was squatting and putting on his socks, as if thinking of something, he said, "By the way, Xia Shao, we have to go to Mount Emei to fulfill our wish on the way back. You are busy with work, and you haven't accompanied us to the hot springs in Emei this year... What do you have?" Want to make a wish?"

"Me," stunned, Xia Shao took a bite of the sugar cake, "I hope my parents are in good health, nothing else. Well, let's try to buy a house next year."

Ying Yuchen smiled: "You are too simple."

Xia Shao’s father retired early, and he lived in the small bungalow bought by his son when he had nothing to do. He got up in the morning and ate two or two noodles. Regardless of type.My mother was abroad, and she said she was dating a foreign boyfriend who was ten years younger, and occasionally flashed a video for Xia Shao, and it was still in the middle of the night.

Ying and Chen took the suitcase and said they were going to the airport with He Qing in the garage.

Seeing He Qing turned around, Xia Shao suddenly called out to him: "Oh, brother, there are more."

"What?" He Qing turned her face to the side and asked.

Xia Shao said earnestly: "Well... make a wish and hope that there will be snow in Chengdu this year."