first dust

Coming out of the picking garden, the baskets are filled with fresh vegetables and placed in the baskets in front of the car.

"Do you want to taste the wine in the estate?" The answer is of course yes.The two came to the wine cellar of the manor and entered a small room where bottled wine was displayed. The space of [-] square meters was more like a slightly wider corridor. The walls on both sides were neatly filled with bottles The wine was spectacular.Qin Mu chose red and white wines familiarly, "These two tastes are not bad, they should suit you."

An Chuchen took the white wine, the beautiful and slender bottle, the liquid inside is golden in color, and the appearance is very beautiful, "I think I will like this more, the appearance is very in line with my aesthetics."

"This one is sweeter, and its appearance really matches you."

"That said, I think the red wine in your hand matches you well."

"I think so too."

The New Year's Eve dinner is made by two people together. "My grandma likes festive dish names, reunion, smooth sailing, fortune in four seasons... Every time the dish is served, someone has to report the name of the dish." An Chuchen put the fried green beans plate, put it on the dining table, and all eight dishes are finished.

"The name of the dish is good."

"Well, although the implication is good, there is nothing to look forward to with the same dishes every year." An Chuchen complained about the New Year at home again.

"My New Year's Eve at home was like an arena." Qin Mu laughed at himself.

"Then I'm better than you." An Chuchen poured the red wine from the decanter into a glass, and happily continued.

"Only by comparison can I know that I'm good." Qin Mu rubbed his hair, took the cup from his hand and sat down.

After An Chuchen sat down, he raised his cup and smiled at Qin Mu who was opposite him: "Brother Mu, happy new year."

"Happy New Year!" Qin Mu's eyes were like a deep sea, and he couldn't see the bottom.

The rich and rich red wine swirled on the tip of his tongue. An Chuchen, who didn't know much about wine, also thought it was good. Red wine was quite suitable with Chinese food.

"I've tasted white wine a few times, but it never tastes good. This bottle of red wine is good, I think I can drink more." Having been opened up to new ideas, An Chuchen thought about taking a few bottles home.

"I bought this winery when I visited here before, and it's also because the wine here is good."

"I remember Brother Mu, you said before that you don't drink very much." An Chuchen would also say that about exposing shortcomings.

"It's okay when it's important. Drinking alcohol in ordinary times will cause trouble. You must stay absolutely sober so that your judgment will not be affected." Qin Mu smiled frankly.

"can not drink much?"

"I haven't tried it, but here I feel that if I get drunk, it will damage my memory at that time."

"Brother Mu, you are the most self-controlled person I've ever seen." An Chuchen greatly praised him, and flattered him with a cold face, which made Qin Mu couldn't help holding up his wine glass and said: " I wish you all the best and less trouble next year."

An Chuchen also held the wine glass and said solemnly: "I wish brother Mu grows more handsome, healthy and long life." After speaking, his face could not be tense, and he couldn't help laughing, and Qin Mu also laughed so that the wine glass in his hand shook.

The soft light of the crystal lamp shone on the two smiling faces, and they both felt that the other was the best person in the world.

After the meal, pour the white wine into the decanter and wait for its awakening.The outside suddenly became brighter, and the lights in the whole manor were like stars in the night sky, more like white jade-colored flowers in full bloom floating in mid-air, a sight to behold.

An Chuchen came to the window with his mobile phone and took a picture of the beautiful scenery in front of him. The flowers in the dark were holy and beautiful. He posted the photo on his Weibo and wrote Happy New Year.

Qin Mu held two glasses of wine, handed him one, and also looked out the window.After waiting for a while, the fireworks were everywhere, not only in the manor here, but also in several manors in the distance. The fireworks were colorful, colorful and beautiful.

Qin Mu touched An Chuchen's glass with his hand to wake him up, "The wine you like."

"Fireworks are very beautiful." An Chuchen took a sip, looked outside and said seriously: "For Chinese New Year, white wine and fireworks are more suitable."

Qin Mu continued with a low smile, "It's a good match." When did Chuchen start being so funny, and even learned to change the slogan.

The fireworks lasted for half an hour, An Chuchen didn't drink too much but drank three glasses.

"I can't drink any more. If I drink any more, I'll be drunk." Qin Mu watched him pour the wine again, and stopped him.

"I don't feel it, and there's not much left. If you don't drink it, it's a waste." An Chuchen, who was already sitting on the sofa, turned on the TV and found a domestic Spring Festival Gala. He happened to see a sketch, and he laughed so hard that he was hearty and clear. Laughter filled the room. "Brother Mu, come and watch this, it's too funny." An Chuchen called to Qin Mu who was collecting the wine.

Qin Mu, who seldom watched variety shows, was sitting next to An Chuchen. He didn't quite understand what was so funny about it, but when he saw An Chuchen laughing heartily, he also laughed along with him. Gradually, he felt that it was really funny.It turned out that the reason why I didn't laugh before was because I didn't watch it with the people I liked.

While watching TV, Qin Mu took away the goblet from An Chuchen's hand, replaced it with a cup of hot milk and put it on the coffee table in front.

An actor disguised as a woman came out from behind with long curly hair, yelling and cursing, and his movements were as coquettish as a woman's. It was so funny that An Chuchen almost collapsed from laughing. Qin Mu smiled and held him aside, afraid that he would really Laugh down.

"It's so funny." An Chuchen put his hands on Qin Mu's shoulders, and continued to smile, how low the smile was, "I didn't know that the party was so interesting."

It turned out that he was not the only one who felt the same way. Qin Mu relaxed and leaned back on the sofa, looking at the young man who had a better smile.The long hair no longer obstructed other people's sight, and it was all tied up at the back casually. The beige close-fitting pullover and dark green slim-fitting trousers made her look taller and slender, probably because of her fucking eyes.Leaning lazily on the sofa, watching TV with concentration, when not smiling, he is cold and cold, and when he smiles, he is as bright as a spring flower blooming, and people can't help laughing quietly and laughing with him.

When it was time for the singing and dancing show, Qin Mu brought him the milk, "Drink it first."

"I can't drink anymore, Brother Mu, drink half of it first." An Chuchen looked at the cup, then raised his head and continued to watch the TV casually.

Qin Mu was dumbfounded. The two of them had never used the same utensils before. He knew that An Chuchen was a bit of a clean freak. If he drank milk from the same cup, would Chuchen drink it again?Qin Mu picked up the cup and drank half of it, handed it to An Chuchen, An Chuchen took it naturally and took a sip, keeping his eyes on the TV.

What does this mean?What can this explain?Better friends?Qin Mu shook hands on his abdomen and quickly released them, while also staring at the TV.

When a cross talk actor said, "Your shameless appearance resembles my youth's sex", An Chuchen turned his head and glanced at Qin Mu. Qin Mu was baffled by him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Chuchen smirked: "Let me see what you looked like when you were young." After speaking, he laughed again, Qin Mu looked at him who was entertaining himself with helplessness, shameless is shameless.

Next, a very famous movie star sang an old song "The whole world only wants you to love me". An Chuchen inexplicably liked the title of this song, but was disappointed when he heard the content, the tune was not cheerful , full of melancholy, not suitable for him to listen to now.

"The title of this song doesn't match the content, it looks like it was written by a broken-hearted person." An Chuchen commented.

"So understand, have you ever been broken in love?"

"No, but the mood is understandable."

"What's the mood of a broken-hearted person?"

"It must be sad. There is a song "Shang" played by the cello that fits the mood of such people."

"It's better to be happy. Listen to the current song." Qin Mu stroked his hair.

""Clouds", used in front of this sketch is very warm."

Seeing the old people played by the two sketch actors finally resolve the conflict and happily help each other away, An Chuchen suddenly had a question in his heart who will grow old with me.He looked at Qin Mu, no matter how good friends are, there are times when they are separated, and it is rare to have good friends for a lifetime.He now even wants time to stop at this moment.

The host of the party began to tell the time, and it was twelve o'clock, An Chuchen turned to Qin Mu and said, "Happy Chinese New Year, Brother Mu."

Qin Mu was amused by his serious expression again, he replied: "Happy Chinese New Year, Chuchen." Then he turned off the TV, "It's time to go to bed."

"Just one bedroom."

"Well, just sleep together, you sleep well now."

"Brother Mu, I seem to have drunk too much." I didn't feel it when I was sitting, but An Chuchen felt a little dizzy when I stood up.

Qin Mu, who never got drunk, thought for a while: "The longer the red wine is stored, the greater its stamina."

An Chuchen didn't drink much at first, and when he drank happily, nothing happened, and he realized how powerful he was after drinking. His brain was still clear, but his body just couldn't handle it.And why do you often lose face in front of Brother Mu?

"Brother Mu, I can't walk anymore, just sleep on the sofa." An Chuchen sat back and did not move.

"Stop taking a shower?"

"I won't wash it anymore." How can I wash it like this?

Qin Mu leaned over to hug An Chuchen, and An Chuchen, who was full of embarrassment, hurriedly said, "No need, Brother Mu, I'd better sleep on the sofa."

"The method is very important? Or do you have to memorize it?" It seemed embarrassing, no matter what it was, it was very weak, and An Chuchen didn't make a sound, which was very embarrassing.

When he finally arrived at the bedroom, An Chuchen let out a long sigh of relief, but was carried to the bathroom by Qin Mu again. It was An Chuchen's problem to sleep poorly without taking a bath, maybe it was obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Do you want to take it off yourself or should I help you?" It's normal for normal men to say this, but for An Chuchen, who likes the man in front of him, he refuses without discussion.

"I'll do it myself, Brother Mu." An Chuchen looked into Qin Mu's eyes sincerely.

"Call me something."

An Chuchen took off his clothes uncoordinatedly with his hands and limbs, and he gave up the idea of ​​bringing back a few bottles of wine. It's better not to have similar things happen again.There is not much water in the bath, just enough to cover the body, now it is just a bubble bath, the focus is on the hair.Looking at the shampoo in his hand, An Chuchen stretched out his hand to drain part of it, and thought about going out for a while to be careful not to step on it. It was a good idea, but when he stepped out, hehe, he fell on the ground .An Chuchen was about to cry, he hoped that Qin Mu would not hear the loud noise.

"I won't drink anymore." An Chuchen said despairingly to Qin Mu who kept laughing after he came in.

"You haven't learned how to drink." Qin Mu helped him up, washed his feet with water, and put on the slippers for him.

"One time is enough for such a shameful thing." The untied bathrobe belt was still loose at this moment, and Qin Mu fastened it on him quickly, without making him angry again.

"It's my fault this time, I shouldn't let you drink so much." Qin Mu comforted him.

"I don't control myself, and I've let myself go a little bit lately." An Chuchen, who was about to burst into anger, laughed inexplicably as he said, "Give my mother a dress she doesn't like, and give my dad perfume, but it feels pretty good. fun."

"It's finally puberty, don't you want to be a good boy?"

"possible."