I want to play HE with a man every day [Quick time travel]

The flight from Florence, Italy, to Moscow, Russia, and then from Moscow to S City has an estimated arrival time of 01:30, which Yan Jiarui said was correct.

The passengers on this flight also came out.

but,

Lu Miao stretched his neck and looked in, why didn't he see Yan Jiarui?No one even answered the phone.

When he was wondering, a tall man with sunglasses and a mask on his face and a black coat appeared in front of him. His height and temperament... a bit like Yan Jiarui.

He wanted to shout for confirmation, but the other party didn't even turn his head... It must not be Yan Jiarui.

Lu Miao turned his attention to the phone again, and tried to make a call again, but this time, it was prompted to turn off the phone.

His heart skipped a beat, and he tried again, still the same.

Is the phone out of battery?

Lu Xiaoxin was inexplicably lost, he wanted to go in and have a look, but the security guard stopped him, so he had to wait where he was.After about half an hour, he couldn't wait any longer.

If Yan Jiarui was really on this flight, it doesn't make sense that he hasn't come out until now. Could it be that he didn't come back today?

Then this is lying to him, what do you mean...

He turned on his phone and wanted to try to make another call, but a message came from WeChat, it was from Yan Jiarui.

Lu Miao was stunned for a moment, and quickly clicked into the dialog box. He wanted to complain when he didn't see the content, but when he saw the content, his mind was instantly blank.

-Uncle: Are you still at the airport?Let's go back.

What do you mean?

-Lu: Huh? ╭(°A°`)╮Uncle, what's the situation... Are you on the 1:30 flight?down yet?Why didn't I see you.

-Uncle: I'm in the car going back, you should go back too.

-land:? ? ?What?

- Uncle: Well, that's it.

Lu Miao was confused for a while.

-Lu: Uncle...is that the man who was all in black and couldn't see his face clearly before you?

- Uncle: Well, it's me.

It's you...why ignore me?Lu Xiao was even more confused.

-Uncle: Lu Xiao, between us, let it be like this.I will organize your things for you and send them to your home. I hope you don't come to me again, I... really don't want to see you again.

-Uncle: What's more, we are all grown-ups. It's very tasteless for you to do this, really.

"???" Lu Miao was invincible, what's going on? !

-Lu: No, Uncle, suddenly? ?what does it mean?I don't seem to be doing anything.

- Uncle: You have done enough, so be it.

-Uncle: Besides, you have no feelings for me, so there is no need to bow your head, and I don't want to continue this state with you.

Lu Miao was really at a loss. He tried his best to search for what he had done today, but there was really nothing excessive. Moreover, Yan Jiarui was still on the plane and had no contact with him.

Could it be last night?

Didn't do anything last night.

...Maybe it was the video?

Yan Jiarui thinks he's... slutty? ?Just didn't say it?

The more Lu Xiao thought about it, the more he felt that this was the reason, so he dialed the phone directly, and Yan Jiarui answered it.

"Uncle, is it because of what happened last night?" Lu Miao asked anxiously, "Is it the video? I can explain this, I..."

"Stop!" Yan Jiarui interrupted, still pretending, he didn't have the energy and didn't want to play this pretend game with him, "Let's put it this way, Lu Miao, do you like me?"

"I like it!" Lu Xiao said without thinking, "I like you."

Yan Jiarui's heart, which had been stagnant all the time, skipped a beat, but he quickly realized that the corner of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc: "I'm talking about love, love of love, I love your love, do you love it? Don't lie, please."

Lu Miao paused, he felt that what happened now was a very serious situation, if he replied "I don't love", then he and Yan Jiarui...

But let him say love against his conscience?

I love you?

I love Yan Jiarui?

The answer is definitely "no", the time is too short to produce love.

He didn't know what happened to Yan Jiarui, but the serious situation...he didn't want to lie to him, even the person Yan Jiarui loved, the original "Lu Miao", had disappeared without a trace.

The love he enjoys now is actually because of "others".

Lu Xiao was silent.

Yan Jiarui, who hadn't waited for a reply for a long time, smiled, "Thank you."

"..." Lu Xiao.

He clenched his phone tightly and opened his mouth, trying to say something, but nothing came out.

"It's over," Yan Jiarui said, "just like I said on WeChat."

Lu Xiao was still unable to speak, the blockage in his throat was getting bigger and bigger, and his nose was a little sore.

"Don't come to me again," Yan Jiarui's voice suddenly softened, "I wish you happiness and happiness, goodbye."

"Beep—"

"Beep—"

Lu Miao froze in place. At this moment, he was extremely at a loss. He and Yan Jiarui, it's like this...it's over?

At this time, a system sound that hadn't appeared for a long time sounded in his head.

[Host, it can be said that the mission has just begun. 】

Lu Miao ignored it, he wanted to laugh, but couldn't, and wanted to cry, but couldn't, there was no reason to cry.

He understands it, doesn't he?

Lu Miao was absent-minded for a long time, and walked slowly towards the outside of the hall. The cold wind hit his face. He may have regained consciousness, but soon became confused, looking at the white confusion in front of him.

Who is he, where is he, where should he go.

Everything is blank.

He came to this place, the purpose of coming to this place was for Yan Jiarui, but they avoided him like snakes and scorpions, and he rushed to them, only hurting each other.

Where should he go?

Come back home?

No, his home is not here, it's in...

Lu Miao looked up at the dark sky with snowflakes, and kept looking until his eyes were dry, and he seemed to be crying.

Some people cast their eyes on him.

Lu Xiao hurriedly turned his head away, wiped it off, and walked towards the airport again, it may be his illusion, he felt that everyone was looking at him, the countless gazes were suffocating.

He staggered, stumbled, and finally found a small corner where there was no one and squatted down, hugging his knees, and buried his head deeply, as if he didn't know what day or night it was.

All I know is that when I opened my eyes again, the surroundings were dark, and my eyes... were also dark.

No, there's a cluster of flames in the middle of the blackness.

"Don't cry." Seeing Lu Miao like this, Yan Jiarui's heart was shaking when he built the embankment. He knelt down, took out a handkerchief and wiped it for Lu Miao, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"Originally, it's your fault!" Lu Xiao cried out of breath, but still said, "Don't...don't call them, I won't, go back!"

"I didn't hit you," Yan Jiarui said helplessly, "Stop crying."

"I'm, I'm going to cry!" Before, I forgot all about seeing Yan Jiarui standing up again, and Lu Miao cried even louder, as if he wanted to cry out all the pain of the day.

Yan Jiarui also felt uncomfortable and didn't try to persuade him any more. Lu Miao vented and just waited quietly by his side.

Until airport security thought something was going on...

Yan Jiarui sent the security guard away, and Lu Miao's crying came to an end, leaving only the weeping legacy of pouting non-stop.

"Let's go." Yan Jiarui put the handkerchief on his knee.

Lu Xiao didn't want it, and threw it back to him, turning his head to one side.

"Huh? Are you not hungry?" Yan Jiarui walked up to him and squatted down, looking at him, "Didn't you eat tonight?"

Lu Xiao pouted, looked at the ground, and ignored him.

Yan Jiarui sighed: "Lu Miao, don't be angry."

"I didn't, I didn't..." Pout was so annoyed that he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time, Lu Xiao was so angry that he wanted to cry again.

"Don't worry, speak slowly." Yan Jiarui wiped away the wet tears for him.

Lu Miao couldn't hold back, and cried again, but this time it was not as vigorous as before, but was crying silently, overflowing with discomfort: "I'm not angry with you, I'm just... angry with myself. "

Yan Jiarui paused with his fingertips.

"Why, why do you want to be like that," Lu Miao asked crying, "What did I do wrong, what did I do wrong, what the hell."

He thought about the reason why this happened in this corner, and thought a lot, but none of them fit, especially the "cleaning algae"!

Yan Jiarui looked at him complicatedly, making sure that Lu Miao didn't seem to be lying, he was at a loss for a moment and then said: "Let's talk in the car, shall we?"

"I don't want...don't want to go back." Lu Miao said with a sob.

"I didn't let you go home," Yan Jiarui sighed, understanding what Lu Miao said about not going back, "Go to my place."

"You, aren't you..." Lu Miao said with more tears, and it took a while to piece together, "Isn't it that I'm not allowed to..."

"Then you want to go home?" Yan Jiarui asked.

"I, I've already said it," Lu Xiao said a little louder, "I don't want to go home!"

"Yes, then are you going to my place?" The handkerchief was already soaked, Yan Jiarui raised his fingertips to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Stop crying, go back with me."

"Then you still chase me?" Lu Xiao asked sadly.

Yan Jiarui was silent for a while, and finally said: "Don't rush."

"Really?"

"real."

"Liar!" Lu Xiao looked at him, "You said that before!"

"...I'm sorry," isn't it just Xiaosan... Just be it!Yan Jiarui made up his mind and said with determination, "There will be no second time."

"Really?"

"real."

Lu Miao pouted, and tilted his head to wipe away tears on his arm: "You said it yourself, don't forget it again."

"Well, I will never forget." Yan Jiarui stretched out his hand towards him.

Lu Miao glanced at the clean and slender hand, and then looked down at the dusty hand he had unconsciously stroked on the floor before. He didn't have the nerve to stretch it out, and wanted to stand up by himself.

Yan Jiarui took the initiative to shake his hand, pulled him away from the cold ground, and fell into a warm embrace.

"Is your leg numb?" Yan Jiarui asked.

"Ma." Lu Xiao said.

"Stand for a while," Yan Jiarui patted his clothes, "I'll carry you later."

"No need," Lu Xiao flicked his scarf, "I'll go by myself."

"Alright," Yan Jiarui finished filming, knelt down and pinched his calf, "What would you like to eat?"

"What time is it..." Lu Xiao looked down at his movements.

Yan Jiarui said, "It should be almost twelve o'clock."

"...I'm sorry." Lu Xiao said in embarrassment.

"It's okay." Yan Jiarui turned to pinch his other one, without any trace of blame in his tone, "Just don't do this in the future."

"Okay," Lu Xiao replied, and after a while, he moved his lower leg lightly, "It's ok, uncle, the numbness is gone."

"Well," Yan Jiarui stood up and clapped his hands, "Let's go."

Lu Xiao didn't move.

"Huh?" Yan Jiarui was puzzled.

"Take me." Lu Xiao stretched out his right hand.

Yan Jiarui was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, took his right hand, and walked towards the outside of the airport together.

The author has something to say:

For Gong to actually want to be a "little three", this is absolutely shameful behavior, this must put him in a pig cage eighty times! ! !