swimming fish

"Mr. Ji."

Strings of lanterns stretched along the white walls of the low building illuminated the figures of the two people who came out.

The night wind blew gently, blowing away the dirty things Ji Anhe had heard before, and he turned his head to look at the person walking behind him with his pockets on.

The moonlight fell on Song Yu's shoulders, which had carried countless loads.

Ji Anhe frowned and looked at the person behind him. He remembered the few words that this person still leaned on his shoulder to say a few days ago.

——"Here, it turns out that too many things are pressed. Press me..."

It's not too much for me, it turns out that this sentence is not just what Song Yu wants to say to him.

Song Yu's shoulders were too heavy, but it doesn't seem too much to put Ji Anhe on, so...

Ji Anhe looked at the person who was also looking at him, his eyes softened a lot.

The moonlight spread from Song Yu's shoulders to the white walls and blue tiles of the Bai people's houses around. Under the moonlight and lights, the willow branches in the yard slanted across the road paved with bluestone slabs, leaving a section of mottled.

Ji Anhe turned around and walked back to Song Yu under the mottled light and shadow.

"En." He responded to Song Yu, but stretched out his hand in front of Song Yu first, and asked in advance, "Hold me."

These words made Song Yu swallow the sentence "What did you say to that young man just now" that was about to be asked by Song Yu in an instant.

His eyes lit up uncontrollably, but the hand that should have been held without hesitation hesitated behind him.

His gaze stayed on Ji Anhe's open palm for two seconds before he asked solemnly and doubtfully, "Mr. Ji?"

"Don't you? Are you afraid you won't be able to hold me?" Ji Anhe joked

"I'm afraid it's not Boss Song that you want to pull, but me just now..." Song Yu differentiated solemnly and stubbornly, he didn't want Ji Anhe's current request to be out of sympathy.

After hearing this, Ji Anhe was silent for a while before saying, "No. It's all you."

"Ok?"

"All my emotions, whether I am angry or distressed, are all because of you." Ji Anhe paused before persuading him, "So there is no difference, and you don't have to divide the past and the present so much. Qing, no matter how unpleasant the experience was before, it was actually..."

Before Ji An and "It's all over", Song Yu's sudden handshake interrupted him, and Song Yu's eyes showed a firmness he had never seen before: "I didn't deliberately try to distinguish I have never regretted what I have done." Song Yu added, "Whether it was before or now, I have never regretted all of these. But some people can accept many things, but it does not necessarily mean that everyone can accept them. Accept. Take this tattoo as an example, it is the logo of my previous band W&R, drawn by Chen Yan." Song Yu deliberately shook his arm to show it to Ji Anhe, pretending to be relaxed in his words, "It's a tattoo A wolf with a rose in its mouth, didn't you see it? It was this wolf that scared the young son of the family we ate noodles to cry. The owner of the family said that he even had nightmares for several days, and he almost refused I went to buy noodles at their house."

Ji Anhe followed Song Yu's gaze to the tattoo on his arm.

In fact, he once asked Song Yu what the tattoo was. At that time, Song Yu was not close to him, so Song Yu glanced at him in panic, said nothing, and scribbled to cover the tattoo.

At that time, in the awkward atmosphere between the two, Song Yu seemed to feel that he should say something, so he laughed at himself: "It's my youth and frivolity."

Today's Ji Anhe curled his lips, he lowered his head and kissed Song Yu's "young and frivolous".

Ji Anhe closed his eyes, and his kiss fell devoutly on the place on this fang-toothed face that he thought was most like a rose in his mouth.

"W is Wolf, R is Rose?" Ji Anhe asked suddenly.

"Yeah. Wolves and roses." Song Yu's smile deepened. He raised his other hand and brushed his hair back, imitating the low voice when he introduced himself, "I'm Rose."

"I like it." With an admiring smile on the corner of Ji Anhe's mouth, and doting eyes reflecting the tattoo, he expressed his thoughts, but he didn't know whether it was a rose, this tattoo, or maybe neither.

"But it's not the only thing I like." Ji Anhe deliberately emphasized calmly.

And everything about you, I like it all.

"En." Song Yu responded softly, and squeezed Ji Anhe's hand, "Me too."

I like everything about you.

All my emotions are just for you.

When the voice fell, the light and shadow mottled, forming a pair.

In the middle of the night, the entire ancient city was immersed in the silence of the rustling of insects.

Ji Anhe held the steering wheel and drove quietly at night.Song Yu, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked at Ji Anhe's side face like this, from the tip of his nose to the corner of his lips, then slid over the Adam's apple that he held in his mouth when he kissed him, and finally landed on him slightly open. lingering in front of the neckline.

If there hadn't been that episode later, maybe... some uncontrollable images slid across Song Yu's mind.In an instant, it was as if the wine he drank before suddenly had stamina, and his face flushed.

He pretended to open the car window to let the cold night wind dissipate the heat.

"Is it hot?" Ji Anhe noticed Song Yu's movements and asked casually.

Song Yu nodded, coughed, and changed the subject solemnly: "Mr. Ji, how much did you give this time?"

Ji Anhe was straightforward: "Not a lot."

"Oh?" Song Yu was a little surprised by Ji Anhe's answer. According to what he thought of Ji Anhe's temper, Ji Anhe should answer "not much".

"how?"

"It just feels like I'm worth a lot."

Ji Anhe was amused by Song Yu's words, and he replied with a smile: "Not high."

"Not high?" Song Yu supported his head, "How much is that?"

"100."

"So much?"

"So much?" Ji Anhe frowned, and his smile became bitter, "It's just a lottery."

He imitated the tone of that WeChat message, and deliberately said this sentence domineeringly.But this sentence didn't tell the whole story, Song Yu didn't know that this was indeed a lucky draw, a lucky draw to invite his Ji Anhe back to 'work his life'.

Ji Anhe looked sideways at the man who raised his eyebrows slightly and was proud of his words, and then pursed his lips.

It seemed that the matter of going back to work for his life became less of a resistance to him, but he didn't know how to talk about it with Song Yu.

Or maybe it would be better not to say it?Ji Anhe thought about it.

After all, their love affair started in Dali and ended in Dali, so it should be such a simple matter.

"Boss Song."

Just as Ji Anhe called, the phone placed next to the handbrake vibrated suddenly, and then lit up in the dark.

is a new message.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu's eyes still unconsciously glanced at Ji Anhe's lit phone screen

Ji Anhe didn't say what was on his lips, so he simply helped him: "My phone is on, can you take a look for me?"

Song Yu picked up the phone and asked, "Mr. Ji, what is the lock screen password?"

"Your fingerprint can unlock it." Ji An replied.

"When were the fingerprints taken?"

Ji Anhe sighed: "Didn't you bring back two bottles of wine the day before yesterday?"

"Oh!" Song Yu suddenly realized.

The day before yesterday, he took two bottles of old rice wine to the rooftop garden, which were given by the old man who helped him raise fish before, because Chen Yan asked him to help choose two fish.Before he went back to pick up the bicycle, he went to the old man's place to grab two of them and send them away.

I picked up two jars of old rice wine by the way, which had great stamina, opened it at Chen Yan's place to taste something new, and shared two glasses with Ji Anhe when I rode back. .

"Remember?" Ji Anhe asked back, "Didn't you grab me to record the fingerprints back then?"

Song Yu fell silent in embarrassment, and turned his eyes back to the screen of the phone in front of him. He unlocked the screen and clicked on the new message.

[Hexia]: Have you made up your mind?

Ji An Linchu caught a glimpse of Song Yu looking down at the screen, and asked casually while driving, "Who is it?"

"It's called Hexia, do you think about it?"

Ji Anhe was obviously stunned for a moment, stepped on the emergency brake in a trance, and Song Yu, who was wearing a seat belt, rushed forward inertially, only to hear Ji Anhe say the words that Monk Zhanger couldn't understand: "These two little The child is really anxious."

"What? What's wrong?" Song Yu asked worriedly.

"No, it's nothing." Ji Anhe perfunctory, "A stray cat jumped out just now. Give him back for me, as we said before, three years."

[ji]: Three years as agreed before

【Hexia】: good

【Hexia】: I'll wait for you

Ji Anhe heard the vibration of the phone when the message came again, and he asked, "What did he say again?"

"I'm waiting for you." Song Yu put the phone back where it was, leaned over and asked, "Who is he? My love rival?"

Ji Anhe smiled helplessly: "A friend. His father is the chairman of the company, and now he is retiring, and he is looking for the general manager. He wants to be the general manager of the company, so he asked me to work for him..."

Song Yu frowned unhappily: "Isn't it natural for a son to inherit his father's career?"

"He's not the only one in his family, his younger brothers are still eyeing him. What his father means is that he will perform himself, otherwise he will have to abdicate and make way for the virtuous."

"Oh." Song replied depressedly.

After Song Yu drank, his temper was a little childish. After Ji Anhe figured it out in the past two days, he would be more gentle when talking to him. He asked Song Yu suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

After asking, he explained one more sentence: "He and I are just classmates. Not your rival in love."

But Ji Anhe's explanation didn't answer the point, Song Yu still said sullenly: "Mr. Ji, you don't want to go."

"Ok?"

"You don't want to go. I know." Song Yu looked at the man who was slowly driving him around and took him around, confident.

Ji Anhe hesitated for a while before speaking: "I... I was a classmate studying abroad with him in Munich before, and after I came back, I did venture capital analysis with him. Later, my father asked me about this matter. After that Many people think that his father is after me. But I, an outsider..." Ji Anhe shook his head, laughing with a hint of sarcasm, "I don't want to get involved in this muddy water, so I resigned. So ..."

"..." Ji Anhe's voice fell, and Song Yu's response was silence.

He glanced sideways at Song Yu hastily, and looked at the sleeping person with his head against the glass of the half-opened window.

He withdrew his gaze and called out, "Song Yu? Are you asleep?"

What answered him was still the whistling wind in the silent night, and the not-so-noisy sound of insects in late spring and early summer.

"You really don't drink very well. But I can't hear you anyway, so I'll talk more." Ji Anhe looked back at the road in front of him.

"Later I resigned, and he came to me. I don't know where he heard something, thinking that if I go back, I can help him make the benefits his father wants to see. He said he wants me to go back , and sent me something from my mother, including the card just now. I actually hate it..." Ji Anhe paused, and changed his wording, "I don't really like this."

Ji An was chatting with someone, but what he didn't notice was the slight trembling of the eyelashes of the person leaning against the glass window.

"Actually, I quite like the way I am now. It's very comfortable to be with you, so comfortable..." It made people reluctant to part with it, but the last few words fell into Ji Anhe's helpless sigh.

He slowly drove the car back to the inn, the destination that was not far away but because he deliberately avoided the straight line and chose to take a detour, he never reached the destination.