I want this sand sculpture

The boy also stopped, put down the microphone and was about to step off the stage.Dong Yan gestured to him, the boy hesitated for a moment, picked up the microphone and continued singing.

Dong Yan made a "shh" gesture to them again, and turned to watch the boy sing.

The four of them stared at each other for a while, and Song Qichen said "the meat is too old" before pulling them back to their chairs.

"Tell me," Wan Xu bit the meat and glanced at Dong Yan, "Who is that man?"

"Who else is there?" Du Yan boiled a duck intestine and put it in Song Qichen's bowl, "Brother Dong's boyfriend."

Song Qichen looked at the red duck intestines wrapped in the bowl in a daze.

"Damn it," Huang Yubin rubbed his arms, looked around, "lower your voice."

"Brother Dong really found a 19-year-old...boyfriend." Wan Xu said with a frown.

"Then what's the matter?" Du Yan glanced at him, and continued to cook, "It's none of our business to find someone who is ninety."

"Hey," Wan Xu said anxiously, "I didn't mean that..."

"Eat your meat." Song Qichen said.

Until the boy finished singing and returned to Dong Yan's table for dinner, the four of them didn't discuss this matter any more, and ate meat in a very tacit silence.

Although they were quite far away, they just felt a little awkward.

Going out for a meal, meeting a male teacher and his boyfriend openly showing affection, sounds fantastic.

After holding back for a long time, Wan Xu couldn't bear it anymore, and broke the silence, "Well, we're going to celebrate the school soon."

"Hmm..." Huang Yubin thought for a while, "After finishing the military training in the first year of high school, there are still about two weeks left?"

"Last year, the group of sophomores at the school celebration was a big one," Wan Xu said, "I don't know if there will be any more this year."

"What's the big one?" Song Qichen asked.

"Last year they set up some kind of Animal Protection Association. A class of people brought all the dogs in the family, maybe twenty or so, and howled on stage for half an hour." Du Yan said.

Song Qichen was stunned for a moment, "...Niubi."

"Yes, yes, there are more than 20 dogs, and I can't control them at all." Huang Yubin picked out a small bean sprout from the pot and put it in a bowl with disgust, and then said, "Boss Song, you didn't see it. The shock, and two teddy fights on the spot..."

"How do I remember it's a Teddy and a Chihuahua?" Wan Xu questioned.

"Two Teddy! I remember it clearly. Later, the two owners got into a fight, saying that the other's dog wanted to have sex with their own dog..."

Du Yan listened to them with a smile, but when he turned his gaze, he saw two people walking towards them.

"Brother Dong." Du Yan greeted.

Wan Xu and Huang Yubin were stunned for a moment, and immediately stopped discussing which two dogs were fighting because of which one, and stood up in a panic.Song Qichen also paused, and turned his head after Du Yan.

"Don't, don't, sit down," Dong Yan and the boy approached, and quickly waved their hands to let them sit down, "It's like making me so ostentatious."

"Brother Dong..." Wan Xu looked at Dong Yan, then at the boy following him, hesitated, "Are you okay?"

They were too far away to see clearly before, but now they were standing by the table and they noticed a scab in the corner of Dong Yan's eye, which was quite long.

"Hey," Dong Yan smiled for a long time, "Wan Xu, I remember I didn't teach you, why did you use my honorific name after I haven't seen you in the past few months?"

Wan Xu scratched his hair, a little embarrassed, "You are a teacher in No. [-] Middle School, you are a generation older than me."

"Putting it down, I'm only five or six years older than you, and I hurt people a generation older." Dong Yan said.

"You're seven years older." The boy who hadn't said a word curled his lips and smiled, "Don't pretend to be young."

"Hey!" Dong Yan turned around and pointed at him, but he didn't say anything else after hey for a long time.

Several people suddenly laughed.

After laughing for a long time before stopping, Dong Yan cleared his throat, "Then what, I have nothing to do, I have taken leave for these two days to deal with everything that needs to be dealt with, and I will go back to school next week, so don't worry about it."

The four nodded, they were very cute.

"Go ahead and eat, I won't delay you," Dong Yan continued, "I've settled the bill, and I'll treat you to this meal. Thank you for helping me fight in the office that day."

Then he turned around and squeezed the boy's arm, and waved at the four people in the chair who were still in a daze, "Let's go."

After speaking, he glanced at Song Qichen and Du Yan inexplicably, then turned around with the boy and left the hot pot restaurant.

"Goodbye, Brother Dong!" The four shouted to their backs.

Du Yan gently pinched Song Qichen's fingers under the table, leaned close to his ear, and asked in a low voice, "What did he mean just now?"

Song Qichen trembled slightly, and quickly pulled out his fingers.He rationalized his emotions and suppressed his voice, "What do you mean?"

"Why did he look at us like that just now?" Du Yan asked.

Song Qichen was a little itchy from the hot air sprayed on Du Yan's ears when he spoke, and suddenly felt a little awkward, especially after Dong Yan, who was forced to come out of the closet, gave them a blind look for some reason.He tilted his head slightly, "I don't know."

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Why don't you ask him on Monday?"

Du Yan withdrew his face, stared at him for a while, then turned to stare at Guo, not knowing what to think.

Another moment of silence.

The awkward feeling just now is gone.

Song Qichen silently poured the plate of vegetarian tofu into the spicy pot.

"Hey!" Huang Yubin was startled, "Save some for me!"

Song Qichen showed him the empty plate, shrugged innocently, "You're too late."

Huang Yubin was deeply saddened, and turned to Wan Xu to accuse Song Qichen of his atrocities.

Song Qichen wanted to hit someone very much.

It's all Dong Yan's fault.

After a huge meal, the four of them slumped on their chairs and didn't want to move.

"Go to an Internet cafe?" Wan Xu suggested.

"Go." Huang Yubin raised his hand, but soon put it down because his stomach was too full.

Song Qichen ate fairly restrained, not like the two of them reincarnated as starving ghosts, he took out his phone to check the time, "I'm not going, go out and take a walk."

Du Yan immediately sat up straight, "Where are you going?"

"I don't know," Song Qichen put the phone back into his trouser pocket, "Turn around."

"I'll go too." Du Yan said.

"..." Song Qichen glanced at him, "All right."

To be honest, wandering the streets at [-]:[-] noon in September is really not a good idea.

When Du Yan followed Song Qichen past a water bar for the third time, he finally couldn't help pulling him in.

The moment he entered the door, the cold air that hit his face brought him back to life.

"I'm fucking going to die." Du Yan sat down on the stool, took the menu and began to study.

"You will follow yourself." Song Qichen sat down opposite him helplessly.

"We have been basking in the sun for more than half an hour!" Du Yan poked his head out from behind the menu and gave him a vicious look.

Song Qichen glanced outside the glass door, the sun is quite big, no, it is very big.He sighed, and took out the menu from Du Yan's hand, "I'll buy you a drink."

Du Yan stared at him for a while, then laughed uncontrollably, "You have a conscience."

"Is oolong milk tea okay?" Song Qichen asked.

"Okay." Du Yan nodded.

Song Qichen got up to buy milk tea, Du Yan supported his head and looked at his back.

He is really good-looking, even the back of his head is handsome.

It was only then that Du Yan noticed Song Qichen's neck, slender but not weak, the side facing the light was coated with a layer of furry edges, and blue blood vessels could be faintly seen under the fair skin.Song Qichen wore a white T-shirt today, a very simple style, and the butterfly bone on the back slightly raised the clothes two pieces.

The legs are also long and straight.

Song Qichen is very suitable for white shirt and jeans, simple and clean like his whole person.

Has he grown taller?I always feel that he is a little taller than when I first saw him, about 1.8 meters?

But it should still be shorter than me, and I will have to measure it someday.

Du Yan was gradually lost in thought.

Song Qichen came over with two cups of milk tea, and put one of them in front of Du Yan.Seeing that he didn't respond, Song Qichen raised his hand and tapped on the table, "Why are you in a daze?"

"Ah——" Du Yan came back to his senses, looked at the glass with mist hanging in front of him and smiled, "Let's go to the pharmacy later."

Song Qichen frowned upon hearing this, "What's wrong with you? Are you suffering from heatstroke?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to cover Du Yan's forehead.

Du Yan was taken aback for a moment, Song Qichen's hand holding the glass was very cold, with some steam, and it was very comfortable to hold it on his forehead.

Before he could speak, Song Qichen had already withdrawn his hand.

His frown deepened, "It's a little hot, I'll take you back when you get up."

"Why?" Du Yan looked at him amusedly, "I just want to measure my height, I think I've grown taller."

Song Qichen looked at him suspiciously, "Really? Your head..."

"My head is fine," Du Yan interrupted him, opened his mouth and bit the straw under the quilt, and said vaguely, "It's sunburned."

"Oh." Song Qichen saw that he really didn't look sick, so he sat down opposite him and took a sip of milk tea.

The two sat and chatted for a while, before Du Yan turned the topic to the main topic.

"You haven't said anything yet," Du Yan pinched the straw and slowly stirred the ice cubes at the bottom of the glass, hearing them collide and make a nice tinkling sound, "What are you looking for when you come out and run around?"

After thinking about it, he quickly added, "It's okay if you don't want to say it, I'll just ask."

Song Qichen saw the well-hidden disappointment in Du Yan's eyes, he laughed, "I don't want to say it, I'm looking for a job I can do."

"Do you want to work?" Du Yan asked.

Song Qichen nodded, "Yes."

"Don't you still have to go to class..." Du Yan paused, then suddenly slammed the table with his eyes wide open, "Your parents didn't pay your tuition?!"

This voice attracted the eyes of everyone in the store, who were surprised and amused to explore...

Song Qichen was very uncomfortable being stared at, and wanted to beat him with the leg of the stool.

"Pay it." Song Qichen gritted his teeth and buttoned a small bump on the stool leg.

"Oh." Du Yan probably also noticed these gazes, and smiled shyly at them.

"Do you know where it is?" Song Qichen asked.

Du Yan withdrew his gaze, scratched his hair, "I really don't know, I've never had a part-time job before...except for the summer vacation."

This answer was expected. After all, Du Youqianyan was busy fighting against Du Guofeng for the first 17 years, so he didn't have time to work.

"It's okay, then I'll..." Think about it.

Du Yan didn't listen to the whole sentence of Song Qichen, because he suddenly stopped moving in the middle of speaking.

Yes, yes, not moving, still.

Song Qichen was sitting right in front of the glass door, and he could see the pedestrian street outside.Song Qichen is motionless now, staring straight at the street outside the door, his face is gloomy, if his eyes are not still moving, Du Yan would have thought he saw Medusa.

Du Yan turned around and followed Song Qichen's line of sight.

Hold?

There was only one word left in Du Yan's mind.

Wu Hao.

Why is he here?East of the city?

And among that group of people, the one who was half pushed and half held forward by him was...Wu Cheng?

There was a bang, oh no, two bangs, the two of them stood up together, pushed open the door and chased them out.

Du Yan couldn't help cheering in his heart for such a strong tacit understanding between the two of them.

It was just that they stopped cheering for a long time, because the group turned a corner and disappeared.

That's right, they turned a corner and they lost track of each other.

Du Yan quickly turned to look at Song Qichen, but to his surprise, Song Qichen was quite calm.

Song Qichen glanced at the direction where the group of people disappeared, and said to Du Yan: "Go back, the milk tea is not finished yet."

"Yeah." Du Yan smiled and hooked his shoulder.