Don't secretly shoot women's clothing gangsters

There was silence for a few seconds. In fact, this time was very short, so short that it could be ignored. There was no outlet for the swarming thoughts in Qian Cheng's mind, only a vague concept was clamoring.

"Actually, you can turn on the air conditioner." Ding Zile broke the silence first, stretched out his hand and opened the drawer of the bedside table, and searched for a while, "I forgot."

"Oh..." Qian Cheng finally made up his mind and was shattered by this sentence. Ding Zile held the remote control and turned to smile at him: "I'm really afraid of infecting you."

"I'm afraid I'm too dirty." Qian Cheng tugged on his coat, "Forget it, I'll pour you another glass of water."

Ding Zile didn't stop him, and quietly leaned against the head of the bed, waiting for Qian Cheng to walk in and out.

"It will be New Year's Day in a few days." Ding Zile simply lost his sleepiness, and when Qian Cheng brought the water over, he started a new topic.

"Well, do you want to go out to play? Be careful of the heat." Qian Cheng couldn't sit on the mattress directly, so he had to pull the chair over.

"Go to a place closer." Ding Zile took a sip of water, his lips were dry and even peeled, and his sickly face was really not very good-looking, "It's been a long time since I went out for a walk. When I’m human, I always feel that it’s meaningless.”

Qian Cheng smiled, he is not alone now.

"Okay, let me see if there is a place that is closer, it will only take three days in total, and we can't go if it is too far away."

When Ding Zile was finally put to sleep, Qian Cheng tiptoedly closed the door, walked around the room, and took back the clock in the living room and the hooks in the kitchen.

This weekend has been indescribable.Ding Zile recovered quickly, and Qian Cheng was even more surprised that he had a good appetite as a sick patient. At noon on Sunday, except for a little nasal sound, he actually wiped away the fragile image I had seen two days ago.

This is no ordinary middle-aged and elderly people.

"Because there is special protection this time." Ding Zile said with a smile, and Qian Cheng only smiled. This person is still good-looking when he is healthy, and even his speech feels much more powerful.

In the evening, Ding Zile desperately asked to go out for a walk, Qian Cheng went out first to feel it, and wrapped up the inner and outer layers tightly before taking him out.

"Don't worry, I'm not that weak." Ding Zile sneezed as soon as he finished speaking, quickly pulled out his mask and put it on, pretending that he didn't hear Qian Cheng's suggestion to let him go back to the room to rest.

Qian Cheng had no choice but to tighten the zipper, buried his face in the scarf and followed.

The two of them took a few walks together before. The starting point and the ending point of the route were work and home, passing through several cat strongholds in the middle, all of which were the key areas for Ding Zile to invest in food.Qian Cheng knew that he was missing his cat, so he prepared cat food of various flavors by category.Who knew that Ding Zile took another route that day.

After walking for a while, Qian Cheng began to feel that something was wrong. Although he had been working here for a long time, he rarely went to other places besides commuting to and from get off work—most of his time was spent with Ding Zile. together.

"Where is this?" This area is full of water, the lake is cold in winter, and the cobblestone road stretches, Ding Zile took a look at him: "That park next to our house."

Qian Cheng looked left and right, but he couldn't find any resemblance of deja vu. After walking for a long time, he realized that the park was very big, and maybe they were walking in the other half.

Today Ding Zile didn't go straight to his cat, the two of them braved the wind and walked to the outermost edge of the park, separated by a vast sea, the night had fallen and the lights in the distance were dimmed.

It's not cold tonight.But standing by the sea and blowing the wind can directly blow you into a brain damage.

"Aren't you going to see the cat?" Qian Cheng stood beside him and stomped his feet twice. At this time, there are not many people who have leisure time to blow the air, not to mention that Ding Zile has just recovered from a serious illness and loves to die. Qian Cheng has just been promoted to be a boyfriend. Obliged to remind him.

"Not going tonight." Ding Zile stared at the sea for a while, "Let's go, go home."

"Hey." Qian Cheng hurriedly turned back, but was grabbed by Ding Zile from behind, and was hugged firmly.

With his back against Ding Zile's chest, the clothes made a slight rubbing sound when squeezed, and there was some heat on his neck through the mask. Qian Cheng only felt warm, and...he was so fucking short.

At any rate, it was past [-]. Qian Cheng lamented that height is one of the most incomparable things, and the more you compare it, the sadder it becomes. There is no shortest, only shorter.

"Someone is watching..." He really admired his focus on drifting and his ability to spoil the scenery. In the final analysis, he still didn't know how to face this hug. Qian Cheng could only talk about him, Ding Zile let go of him, and pulled took his hand.

"There's no one else." Qian Cheng tried his best to make up for it, and managed to hold back Ding Zile's hand before he could take it away.

It's amazing.

A few months ago, Qian Cheng would never have imagined that he would break the record of being single for 25 years, and successfully hold hands with his male roommate, walking side by side in the dark and windy park.

Qian Cheng wanted to bury his whole head in the scarf, not because of the cold, but because of an emotion he was not familiar with, shyness.

I really have to thank him that it was night. If it was daytime, he would probably jump into the sea... Forget it, the sea is still too cold.

In Qian Cheng's mind, various thoughts rushed from all directions.

This kind of hand-in-hand experience, which is normal for first love but in fact it was first love for Qian Cheng, ended automatically when he met the first passer-by after 5 minutes. Qian Cheng coughed and put his hands in his pocket, Ding Zile also pretended to be something I don't even know, just walking so purely and peacefully.

Ding Zile's hands were cold.Maybe it was blown by the wind.Qian Cheng is a small stove that automatically heats up in winter, so the coolness is more obvious.It's still false...

"Do you want some supper?" Qian Cheng suggested when passing by the tea restaurant. After all, they have not spoken for 5 minutes since they held hands for 5 minutes. This situation is really uncomfortable for him. I would have a few awkward conversations with people when I had nothing to say, but today, I couldn't be awkward at all.

"It's okay, I'm not very hungry." Ding Zile pulled off his mask as the wind was low in this area, "You're very quiet today, I'm not used to it."

"Yes, is it..." Qian Cheng's mind was still stuck, unable to rotate normally, "I don't know what's going on..."

"Get used to it slowly." Ding Zile walked slowly ahead with his pockets in his pocket, Qian Cheng was stunned for a few seconds to follow, and tugged at his clothes: "Well, have you ever been in a relationship?"

Ding Zile turned his head, pondering whether this is the questioning of the teacher or the questioning of the teacher. After thinking for a long time, he felt that this word was not suitable. After all, he had no merit or fault, and he didn't even have an imaginary rival in love. Qian Cheng was at this juncture. Jealousy is still a little unlikely.So I don't know how to answer for a while.

"I'm not that..." Qian Cheng sensed that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, and he struggled for a while and gave up on himself, "I haven't talked about it! I really don't know what to do now! I feel uncomfortable breathing."

Ding Zile twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly: "Just do whatever you want, just breathe normally."

Qian Cheng smiled: "Okay."

After a few seconds, Qian Cheng said again: "I looked at it, maybe we will go to Haizhou in a few days, the train takes less than an hour, and it is convenient to go back and forth."

Ding Zile thought for a while: "Okay, I've been there, let me book the hotel."

"Then I'll buy the ticket." Qian Cheng added, "I'll also do strategy."

"Well, in fact, just walk around." Ding Zile said with a smile, "When I go out to play, I basically don't have any strategies."

"I just do whatever I want." Qian Cheng took two steps, "Ah, it feels like life is like a dream."

Life like a dream flies by quickly.

When it is too realistic, it will feel very slow. For example, as the balance of this year becomes more and more insufficient, the deadline for year-end final accounts is gradually approaching.The Chinese New Year came early this year, and it is reasonable to finish the work in a week, but the accountant suffers from severe procrastination, and the accounts are still in the autumn. Now he is complaining about working overtime and vowing to get all the accounts out before New Year's Day.

Qian Cheng diligently finished his cashier's account every month, put the small baskets neatly one by one, peeled an apple in his busy schedule, sent a message to Ding Zile, and met for lunch in the cafeteria.

"I heard you've been very busy recently?" Ding Zile had just recovered from a serious illness, but at least he didn't get carried away. He honestly ate porridge in the cafeteria. The eggplant was successfully intercepted and replaced by a chopstick of green vegetables.

"Hey, I still need oil and water." Ding Zile protested. Qian Cheng moved the dish and put something suitable for Ding Zile in front of him: "Is it enough?" Cheng had no choice but to make a concession: "Just a little, don't eat too much..."

Ding Zile doesn't care what Qian Cheng says now, he seems like a hungry person who hasn't touched oil for three years, and his food looks messy.

Qian Cheng is simply a single father who did not raise his child well, expressing his helplessness.

As soon as he was with Ding Zile, Qian Cheng felt very happy.This pleasant feeling started a long time ago, and after going around for a long time, it was finally implemented in this initial relationship. It was not until after taking the seat with the ticket that Qian Cheng realized belatedly that it was already the end of the year. , and this is the first time in his life that he is not traveling as a single dog.

Although it is still a very close city.

Ding Zile finally regained some vigor and vigor after being sidelined for two days, and is now in an excellent state of mind.At noon, I went to a nearby small supermarket to buy a bunch of snacks. Although their drive was very short, unless they ate hard as soon as they got in the car, they couldn't be wiped out.

"You will be hungry." Ding Zile said sincerely.

The noisy carriages are full of people rushing to celebrate the festival.Qian Cheng was very fortunate that this was only a short trip, and there were still tickets left a few days in advance, otherwise the station tickets along the way and the breathtaking atmosphere would make him feel sour after thinking about it carefully.

Before the car started, Ding Zile opened a bag of snacks, and when the car started, they had already eaten them one by one.

It seemed that it was the other two who shouted for support after dinner just now.Occasionally, fingers touch each other in the snack bag, but in this case, food is more tempting than fantasy.

The bus arrived at the stop soon, and against the night wind, the engine hummed and rushed onto the bus. Ding Zile coughed a few times: "It's like running for your life."

Qian Cheng leaned against the window and smiled, and when the car started to move, he quickly closed the window, took out the thermos cup from his bag, unscrewed the lid, poured a little and handed it to his boyfriend: "Drink some first."

Ding Zile was about to say that your little amount is not enough for me to drink, but then the speeding bus made the water splash directly on the tip of his nose.

From this point of view, Qian Cheng is really a caring person.

Ding Zile drank the water with the rhythm of ups and downs, and the cold air he inhaled from the rush just now calmed down a little, so he was in the mood to appreciate other things.The night view of Haizhou is quite perfunctory. Only the street lights flashing by the roadside gradually changed to other colors after 10 minutes of driving.

"I'm a little excited." Qian Cheng grabbed the strap of his schoolbag, and they didn't dare to do anything else in the brightly lit compartment. After finally getting out of the car, Ding Zile's hand reached over and grabbed Qian Cheng's wrist.

"I'm a bit night blind." Ding Zile explained.

Good reason.Qian Cheng smiled, and shook it back.The hotel is not far away, and it is still so resource-saving and dimly lit. Thanks to these considerate designers, at least now they can blatantly have some physical contact.

"I have to say," Ding Zile continued, "Your hands are really...will you be burned to death by yourself?"

What he said was not an exaggeration, even under such a strong cold wind, Qian Cheng's palms were actually sweating.

"You probably died of your own stupidity." Qian Cheng laughed, "Have you ever heard of a puffer fish poisoning you to death?"

"That's not true." Ding Zile squeezed Qian Cheng's fingers, a little meaningfully, "I think it's really right to be with you now."

"What?" Qian Cheng shook his hand, and walked ten meters further to the bright zone.

"Warm the bed." Ding Zile let go of his hand with a smile, "Let's go, I'm freezing to death."

Qian Cheng admits that he is very prone to fantasies recently.From the big quilt to the hug to Ding Zile's cold but slender hands, when these thoughts come together, Qian Cheng has to blow the cold winter wind to wake himself up. After all, Ding Zile was still so weak at that time, and he couldn't do it. something.Nowadays, Qian Cheng, who is so nervous that he doesn’t know how to breathe, can think about the words “warm the bed” just now. Although the wind is blowing, the place where they are about to stay is 20 meters away. hotel……

This scene is so emotional that it cannot be described.

Qian Cheng swallowed, and hurriedly followed.

After working for several years, there are many opportunities to go out. Qian Cheng also stayed in some three-, four-, and five-star hotels. The decoration of this hotel is still within the scope of his imagination.After all, Haizhou is a small city, and this level is considered very high-end.

"ID card." Ding Zile turned to him and said.

After digging out for a while, Qian Cheng found the ID and handed it over.The receptionist glanced at him and typed so fast that it was almost pleasing to the eye.Qian Cheng was still dizzy in his head, and the sound of the wind still lingered in his ears, and he leaned to the side, carrying his luggage like a helper.

"A double room, breakfast not included, two nights, check out at [-] pm..." Qian Cheng almost twisted his neck in a routine voice: "What?"

Ding Zile held the room card between his fingers, and cut off the next question: "The servant is gone."

Qian Cheng didn't have the nerve to look at the front desk's expression, so he hurriedly followed, and after walking about ten steps, he lowered his voice and asked, "Big, big bed room?"

"Ah." Ding Zile smiled calmly, "I'm more afraid of the cold, so I need a bed warmer."

This reason was so sufficient that Qian Cheng was unable to refute it, so he had no choice but to follow Ding Zile into the elevator, and only confirmed this fact when he opened the door.

"Look, it's not bad." Ding Zile tossed his bag, expressing his satisfaction with the room he carefully selected, then turned to look at Qian Cheng, "How much do you give?"

Qian Cheng twitched his mouth, this room was probably booked as a honeymoon suite, and it looked very high-end, of course, according to Qian Cheng, who has no cultural background, only high-end high-end and high-end are floating in his mind...

"It's beautiful." Qian Cheng nodded sincerely, "I've never lived in such a nice room."

"It's fine if you like it." Ding Zile smiled and opened the curtains, "You can probably see the scenery outside, but it's too dark now."

Qian Cheng turned his head to check the safety catch, and then looked around the room, but he could only sort out one idea vaguely, that is, it would cost a lot of money.

He knows Ding Zile's salary—the advantage of being an accountant is reflected at this time, although even knowing it is useless—anyway, if it was him, if he didn't have so many burdens, he would never I wouldn't spend so much money just to spend a few nights in a nearby town.

"What are you thinking about?" Ding Zile patted Qian Cheng's head, "Go wash up, I'm too tired tonight, let's rest first."

rest.King bed room.King bed room.rest.

Qian Cheng's mind kept going back and forth as if he had installed a repeater. He rubbed and rubbed carefully while taking a shower. Although he wasn't ready for anything to happen yet, it couldn't be ruled out that something wouldn't happen.

When thinking about these things, the logic was extremely clear, and Qian Cheng felt that he probably graduated from the Chinese Department.

The big quilt is very soft, I don't know who is better than Ding Zile's big quilt.Qian Cheng lay on the bed and swiped his phone, and when the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, he even swiped the webpage absent-mindedly.

"It seems that you are quite energetic today." Ding Zile coughed again when he came out, and Qian Cheng hurriedly dug out the cold medicine from his bag.He knew that Ding Zile was a little afraid of the hotel's kettle, but luckily he brought some pills and unscrewed the thermos to threaten and lure him: "Eat it, don't procrastinate."

"Like a housekeeper." Ding Zile commented unceremoniously.

Qian Cheng acquiesced, put away his things, turned around and jumped back on the bed to read the guide.It's not that he has never been to Haicheng, it's just that the two of them travel together, what to eat, where to go, everything is for dating.

"Do you still need to review?" Ding Zile lifted the quilt and got in, "So conscientious."

"After all, the chief male servant." Qian Cheng couldn't bear to look at it, glanced at the surface on his wrist, and suddenly became energetic, "There are still 3 minutes!"

"What?" Ding Zile didn't know why.

"New Year's Eve!" Qian Cheng patted the pillow, "You really..."

"What is it really?" Ding Zile turned off the light with one palm, pressed on the mattress in the darkness, and accurately bit Qian Cheng's earlobe. The rest of the words were blown into the ears by the hot wind. "Continue to finish."