Every day after marriage in Shura field

"Your poster looks pretty good, which master P's it is?" Yue Hua walked over with a smile, and put a glass of fruit wine in front of Chen Anting.

"Thanks, please change to a glass of orange juice."

"Are you really teetotal?"

Chen Anting just smiled and stopped answering.He had drunk many times late at night and tried indulgence, but it was of no use except to make himself more miserable and decadent.It wasn't until the last time, when I almost died of alcohol poisoning on the operating table, that I made up my mind to restrain myself, and slowly lived into the tepid state I am now.

Yue Hua and Chen Anting are old friends. I don't know his past experience very well. I only know that this person never drinks because of certain things.He shrugged helplessly, replaced the fruit wine and poured a glass of orange juice again: "Sometimes I feel that although you look younger than me, your mental age is much older. Are all art lovers like you?"

"It's like me who is engaged in art and has been emotionally hurt." Chen Anting laughed at himself.His slender fingers climbed up the wall of the cup, slowly caressing the cup thoughtfully.

"So who is that person in your heart?" Yue Hua's eyes were full of curiosity, a man in his 50s and [-]s was more gossip than his seven aunts and eight aunts.

Chen Anting pushed the uncle's head away, and changed the subject, "I'm going back to America next week."

"In such a hurry, don't you want to stay in the country for a few days?"

"It's too close, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and go to him." When Chen Anting said this, his eyes were a little lonely, and he could only pretend to be that person in his mind.He is not in a very good mood right now, and after taking a sip of orange juice, he smiled at Yue Hua embarrassedly: "I'm leaving first, uncle."

"Be careful on the road."

Yue Hua sent him out of the gate of the Qing Bar, the moon outside was bright and bright, illuminating the city clearly.Chen Anting's back was elongated by the cold moonlight, and was torn left and right by the night wind, making him look a little thin.He wore little, the standard scarf and windbreaker for literary youths. He was shivering in the wind. With trembling fingers, he wrapped the scarf a few more times to completely cover his neck.

Chen Anting put his hands to his lips and let out a few breaths. The white mist was so thick that he almost blindfolded his eyes. He walked vigorously, completely oblivious to the whizzing of several motorcycles, playing boring earthy music, passing in front of him From time to time, there was a gust of wind, which made my face hurt.

"Watch the way, blind man!"

The will-o'-the-wisp boy turned his head and gave Chen Anting a middle finger, and the young man with an afro in the back seat also whistled a few times.Immediately afterwards, several motorcycles swaggered past him, the motors roared loudly, and thick smoke came out of the punching bag, and the posture almost had two wings attached.

Chen Anting was fooled for a while, anyone who was walking well on the road would not be in a good mood if he was suddenly provoked by a few will-o'-the-wisp teenagers. If it were a teenager, he would not be much better-tempered than these kids, so he just picked up the Things fell over.But now Chen Anting has calmed down, smiled instead of anger, and seriously reminded: "It's carrying people, don't fall."

His voice was gentle and gentle, without any deterrent force, it disappeared into the silent night.

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The episode last night made Jian Lu very unhappy. Lin Shenshi's love relationship was like a wooden thorn stuck in his finger, and it was very uncomfortable to pull it out but stuck there.After a night of insomnia, the whole person was in a trance, and he was absent-minded when making breakfast. He cracked an egg and cracked the eggshell in the oil pan, and it was fried into a black lump of carbon before he suddenly regained consciousness and hurriedly turned off the fire. He sighed angrily: "Cheer up and believe in Shen Shi."

Whether it's the mature and stable Wen Zhong or the flirtatious and lowly Lin Shi, Jian Lu's heart is either bad or bad.While reminding himself not to believe everything they said, he couldn't help but think wildly, and his whole body became a body of contradictions.

Lin Shenshi was wearing a tie while going downstairs, and was wearing a thin suit—even in the winter, he paid great attention to his image.

Jian Lu looked back when he heard the movement, and then reluctantly began to go through the persuasion process: "Others are so cold that they wish they could wrap up in quilts, you should wear more."

He has been saying this for five years, and Lin Shenshi has been going his own way for five years.

Sure enough, Lin Shenshi shook his head: "I'm not cold."

Jian Lu accepted his fate, turned around and cleaned the burnt pot, quickly made a sandwich and served it on the table, accompanied by a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice - Lin Shen didn't touch milk at all, and even the slightest smell made his stomach sick.

"You eat first, I'll turn on the heat in your car." To avoid driving in such a cold weather.

Lin Shenshi nodded, and started to eat breakfast slowly. He was picking up the juice and hadn't drunk it yet. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Jian Lu's limping injured leg, and said lightly, "The road is slippery, be careful."

Jian Lu's heart warmed, and he opened the door and smiled at him like a big dog wagging his tail: "It's okay, I'm very stable—"

Before the words fell to the ground, Jian Lu fell back with an "ah" sound. Fortunately, he adjusted his posture the moment he fell to the ground, and his buttocks hit the ground instead of his injured leg. Even so, Jian Lu screamed in pain.

"Pain Pain Pain Pain—"

The sound stopped suddenly, and Jian Lu blinked, looking at the sandwich stuffed into his mouth.

"Noisy."

Lin Shenshi said something disgusting, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.It is strange to say that the winter in S city is very cold and humid, and the home does not have heating supply like in the north. It depends on a healthy body to survive the winter. Many people have cold hands and feet from morning to night, even Jian Lu who thinks he is in good health Often shivering from the cold, Lin Shenshi, who used to have cold fingers in the past, was warm all over his body, just like a human-shaped warm baby.

After Jian Lu stood up, he still held Lin Shenshi's hand tightly. In this cold winter, only the dry and warm palm of his lover is the only comfort in his life.

"I'll tell you when I'm deep, you're just the treasured boy those girls said. According to them, you should, you should be called the human air conditioner!"

Lin Shen, who had only heard praise words such as "wealthy flowers in the world" and "beautiful things in the world", suddenly turned dark when he heard the air conditioner in the world coming out of Jian Lu's mouth. With only rough hands, he was too angry to speak.

The flattery hit the horse's hoof, and was pouted by the little wild horse.Jian Lu was a little embarrassed, and said with a sneer, "I don't read much, and I'm uneducated, uneducated."

"I don't need you to find various angles to praise, it's boring."

Lin Shenshi snorted softly, took his briefcase and went out.Jian Lu touched the ground with his right foot. Just standing at the door and blowing the wind for a while, the cold was unbearable. He really admired Lin Shenshi who wore only a little in the wet and cold sleet without changing his face. .

Well, it's decided, to eat hot pot tonight, I want to reward my lover who has worked hard to support the family.

"Hey hey hey, it's freezing."

A gust of damp wind froze Jian Lu, and he quickly closed the door.Fortunately, although there is no heating in the villa, there is an air conditioner that can save his life. After he recovered, he suddenly remembered that it would be his birthday in a few days.

Jian Lu hurriedly hopped to the edge of the sofa and sat down, took out his mobile phone to look at the calendar - he was recovering well, and he no longer needed crutches.

"Ah...how is it Monday..." Jian Lu was frustrated.Lin Shenshi is the busiest Monday. He originally wanted to enjoy a candlelight dinner with his lover, but now it seems that there is no need to eat instant noodles, let alone candlelight.

Jian Lu slumped back exhaustedly, his face was numb, and his eyes were full of lovelessness.