say you like me

"Brother Yang, what's the matter?" After the girl left, Wen Jin asked without looking back. He had already spotted this swaggering stalker.

Yu Yang smiled silently, walked out from behind the tree, and said in a natural tone as if they had made an appointment, "Waiting for you to eat."

Wen Jin turned around, looked at him blankly for a while, and then nodded: "Okay, where to eat?"

Yu Yang walked in front of him unhurriedly, "Follow me."

After leaving the school gate, Yu Yang's horseman stopped by the side of the road.

"Local tycoon," Wen Jin raised his eyebrows, touched the cold and smooth car body as if enjoying himself, opened the door and sat on the back seat, "Are you rich?"

Yu Yang glanced at him in the rearview mirror, without starting the car, he said calmly, "Sit in the front."

Wen Jin didn't move, but looked at him coldly through the rearview mirror.And Yu Yang casually held the steering wheel and looked ahead, acting like I won't drive until you sit in front.

In the end, Wen Jin sighed, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat again.Only then did Yu Yang start the car, and handed him a small box of snacks, "Let's pack some, the road is a bit congested right now."

Wen Jin was indeed a little hungry. He would get motion sickness if he took a car on an empty stomach, so he opened a snack and ate.

Inside the box are three small wife cakes, crispy on the outside and sweet but not greasy on the inside.Wen Jin ate one and thought it was really delicious, so he looked at the food box, wanted to see which store it was from, and then went to buy some by himself.It turned out that although the food box was very delicate, there were no logos or store names printed on it.

Yu Yang glanced at him and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Wen Jin nodded.

After turning the next red light, Yu Yang smiled slightly, "Then I'll do it for you next time."

Although there was a hint of pampering in his tone that seemed very ambiguous, Wen Jin didn't say anything. After eating the last wife's cake, he put the food box on his lap, leaned against the car window and closed his eyes to rest.

After nearly 40 minutes, the car stopped in front of a villa in the suburbs.The yard is big enough, with a simple rattan swing and a small wooden table for afternoon tea. Strawberries have been planted in the spare space on both sides, and they have grown small red fruits, which look vibrant.

Yu Yang entered the password to open the door, then turned sideways to invite Wen Jin in.

Walking through the porch, you will find a European-style living room with a full floor-to-ceiling window, under which are strawberries in the yard.Looking up, the exaggerated chandelier seems to have been picked directly from an old castle, very... nouveau riche.

Yu Yang dug out the juice from the refrigerator and handed it to him, and asked him to sit on the sofa for a while before cooking by himself.

The dishes are all cut in the morning and placed in glass bowls sealed with plastic wrap.Yu Yang looked at it, reorganized the dishes in his mind, and started to heat up the oil.

The open kitchen is connected to the living room, Wen Jin did not sit on the sofa, but followed him into the kitchen, leaning on the double-door refrigerator with juice to watch him.

"Braised eggplant or steamed with garlic?" Yu Yang looked back at him.

"Braised." Wen Jin said.

"Braised fish or stewed soup?" Yu Yang asked.

"Braised." Wen Jin took a sip of the juice.

Yu Yang didn't seem to have guessed the answer, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "It's already stewed."

Wen Jin gave a "tsk", and said to himself why are you asking me?Turn around and plan to go to the living room to watch TV.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his back left the refrigerator, Yu Yang suddenly approached, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pulled him into his arms.

What the hell!

Wen Jin was startled, held the juice glass in one hand, and pushed him with the other.

What are you doing?

He didn't say this, because his hand just touched Yu Yang's shoulder, Yu Yang opened the refrigerator door next to him, put his arms around his waist and naturally put him aside, and found a can of bean paste from the refrigerator …

As a result, his gesture of holding someone's shoulders instantly became very ambiguous.

Wen Jin quietly withdrew his hand and took a sip of the juice. Yu Yang didn't seem to notice his little trick, and took the sauce and went back to the stove.

He fiddled with the juice cup uncomfortably for a while, just when Yu Yang said, "I'm going to fuck you up, you'll be choked if you stay here."

Wen Jin immediately went to the living room to sit as she wished.

But soon, Yu Yang called him.

He picked up a piece of braised pork belly and handed it to his mouth, "Taste to see if it's salty."

Wen Jin opened his mouth to eat it, his lips touched his finger, it was soft to the touch, and Yu Yang licked his finger.

"I haven't tasted it yet, let's have another piece." Wen Jin stared at the pot.

"...that is not salty."

Yu Yang put the dishes on the plate with a smile, "Take it over."

Lion head, stewed fish soup, braised pork belly, roasted eggplant.

They chatted while eating, what is the name of the new store, Zhao Fan always does stupid things, Liu Ziqi is very good, he can start a business with a lot of scholarships...but no one talks about himself.

No one asked how you lived in the past four years, no one asked if the love you had that day ended.

It saves the greetings of old friends reuniting, knowing that things are right and people are wrong, but they still scream and pretend to be familiar with each other.

"How's your day?" is never a meaningful question.Even though they have been wandering all over the world all these years, even if they have been cast aside by the world for walking alone in the dark night, when asked, each other just pretended to be high-spirited, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Who is willing to show the desolation of these years and be pitied for nothing?

After dinner, the two sat in the living room and drank tea.

"Is your phone running out of battery?" Yu Yang asked suddenly.

Wen Jin took out her phone and took a look, it was indeed in low power mode.Before he had time to think about how he knew, Yu Yang stretched out his hand and said:

"My mobile phone is also of this brand, let me charge it for you for a while."

Wen Jin smiled politely and was about to say no, but Yu Yang's tone was gentle but he could not refuse, "It's better to keep the mobile phone unblocked, so as to save trouble."

He has to go back to school in the afternoon to apply for business subsidies. Indeed, there are many places where he uses his mobile phone.

So he handed the phone to Yu Yang, "Thank you."

"No need." Yu Yang smiled, "The charger is upstairs, I'll get it."

Yu Yang went upstairs with his mobile phone, walked into the bedroom and closed the door, changed his gentle and polite manner just now, lay down on the bed, and opened Wen Jin's mobile phone generously.Ah, there is still no password after so many years.

Without guilt, he touched the lollipop from the bedside and held it in his mouth, sliding his slender index finger across the screen.Looking at the names... Wen Jin has been in touch with two girls a lot lately——Yun Xiao and Wang Yao.

Yun Xiao was a high school classmate, he remembered.

Yu Yang frowned slightly. He and Yun Xiao had a pretty good relationship back then, but Wen Jin didn't say a few words to her, right?Moreover, if I remember correctly, the classes were re-segregated in the third year of high school, Yun Xiao and herself were both transferred out... How did Wen Jin get to know her so well?Wen Jin was so lonely back then.

Yu Yang looked at another one, Wang Yao...

Looking at the call log, it was all calls from the other party.Yu Yang stared at the phone, biting the lollipop.This name... Tsk, I can't tell, he just guessed that this is the girl from the morning.

Forget it, try it.

<I have something to do tomorrow morning, so I can't help you change the outline. >——Yu Yang sent a text message to Wang Yao.

Ding bell—soon, the phone will beep.Yu Yang understood in his heart, judging by the speed of the reply, he knew that she hadn't run away.

——<It’s okay, it’s okay, I know you are very busy, and I was really embarrassed to trouble you, senior.Senior, your business is important! >

Yu Yang glanced coldly, deleted the conversation, calmly added her number to the blacklist, and then sighed at his IQ and luck, he managed to catch someone with just one try.

He sat up, took the charger from the bedside table, connected the phone, saw that it was charging, and made sure that there were no more text messages, and then went down slowly.

Wen Jin was still sitting there, flipping through a picture album he had casually placed on the coffee table.

"The room is a bit messy, I've been looking for a charger for a long time." Yu Yang sat back opposite him, smiling embarrassedly.

Wen Jin closed the album, looked at him and said calmly, "Your room won't be messy."

Yu Yang's heart tightened, but Ren's face remained unchanged, "Well, I've been too busy recently." He reached out and poured another cup of tea for Wen Jin, "The phone needs to be charged for half an hour, so go get some sleep."

Wen Jin just started to feel drowsy, his head was foggy, not like normal sleepiness.

"Is there medicine in the tea?" He yawned without any blame in his tone.

Yu Yang nodded, "It's the Anshen tea I usually drink, and there are just a few Chinese medicines in it."

Wen Jin closed his eyes slightly, and said softly, "Are you insomnia?"

"Occasionally," Yu Yang said, "mainly dreaming, always dreaming."

His tone was very slow, hypnotic, watching Wen Jin nestle on the sofa and slowly close his eyes.

He picked up his cup and continued drinking tea.After another 10 minutes or so, the breathing of the person on the opposite side gradually became even. He put down his teacup and carried him upstairs.

Wen Jin was woken up by the phone alarm, but it wasn't his phone.The room was very dark, and the blackout curtains completely blocked the light outside. If it wasn't for the mobile phone showing that it was six o'clock in the afternoon, he would have thought it was dark.

There is a single sofa in the corner, next to a standing lamp, the light is dim, but it is the only light source in the room.

He got up and squinted, only to realize that the bedroom was almost as big as his entire apartment, but the only countable piece of furniture was a bed.

The mobile phone on the bedside should belong to Yu Yang. He got out of bed and looked around, and found his mobile phone next to the standing lamp.

He didn't know why Yu Yang gave him that calming tea. Today, he had agreed with the school that he would start a business subsidy... Wen Jin frowned and turned on the phone, feeling a headache from the incoming missed calls.

However, it took 10 minutes to turn it on... He turned it off and restarted it again, and waited another 10 minutes... He even called 10086 to make sure that he didn't owe the shutdown.Not a single missed reminder.

He scratched his hair irritably, and was about to open the door when he came from the southwest corner behind him.

"Hey Brother Jin! You're awake!"

Jin...brother?

Wen Jin held the handle of one door and turned her head to watch Zhao Fan come in from another door in surprise.

Before he realized it, Zhao Fan ran over in horror and pulled him away from the door, "Oh, you can't open this! This is Brother Yang's studio, and he won't allow anyone to enter!"

... There is also a studio in this house.Then his bedroom is much larger than the apartment he rented.

"Brother Jin, Brother Yang asked me to wake you up and go downstairs to eat." Zhao Fan said.

"...Why do you call me...?" Wen Jin just wanted to ask, he used to call Zhao Fan "Brother Fan".

Zhao Fan scratched his head and laughed, "I... I just found out that you and Brother Yang are high school classmates. I am two years younger than Brother Yang, so you must be older than me."

Zhao Fan came out to hang out before he finished junior high school, so he has a relatively social atmosphere in talking and doing things. Wen Jin really didn't realize that he was two years younger than himself.

"Ah..." Wen Jin looked at him with some embarrassment, "You can just call me by my name."

Zhao Fan waved his hand, "That won't work, you are a friend of Brother Yang. My name is Brother Yang Shaosheng. Do you think it is appropriate to call you by my first name?"

"Brother, come down quickly, brother Yang is already cooking." Zhao Fan urged him again, and went downstairs first.

Wen Jin had no choice but to follow him, and when he reached the door, he couldn't help but look back at the unopened door.

studio.

He only thought that Yu Yang had been admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, thought it was good, and finally learned what he liked.

The author has something to say:

I'm so sorry, everyone.

Recently, I have really entertained a lot.

Something happened to me while driving today, alas, I really can’t go on.Just fuck it.