deep in the sky

The chewy and smooth udon noodles are soaked in rich and delicious milky white broth. Lee Seung-hyun puts wakame, juicy and tender beef slices, and deep-fried golden and plump tempura shrimp into the bowl in order, and spreads them neatly and beautifully. Just on top of the noodles, with a final sprinkle of scallions—Lee's signature udon and you're done.

Quan Zhilong slept on the large sofa and wrapped himself in a blanket like a "caterpillar".

A strong aroma of things kept drifting through his nose, and Wu Zang Temple began to groan restlessly, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, so he could only struggle in extreme torment between continuing to sleep and getting up to eat, hesitating and wandering .

"Wake up, Brother Zhilong."

He heard the voice that he was all too familiar with—but so what?That nasty and nasty guy pissed him off all night, how dare he do something like that in the car!The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, and just hearing the sound made my teeth itch again.

Quan Zhilong turned over impatiently, facing the back of the sofa, and refused to answer.

"I made your favorite udon noodles, and fried crunchy tempura prawns, don't you want to try?"

Humph.

Quan Zhilong shrank his head into the blanket and continued to refuse.

"Ah, the quality of the beef is also very good. It is refreshing and chewy, and the soaked broth is removed in one bite, and there is also a rich gravy."

The sound of the other party chewing became more and more obvious, and a strong and salty smell kept rushing into Quan Zhilong's nostrils. Quan Zhilong clenched his fists and secretly warned himself to have a backbone and not to be easily attracted by the other party's "sugar-coated cannonballs". rout.

"Tap, tap." The sound of footsteps gradually moved towards the direction of the kitchen.

Quan Zhilong pricked up his ears in the blanket.

What's the meaning?So... leaving?

How could Lee Seung Hyun do this?He hasn't said forgiveness yet, how can he stop coaxing halfway?Doesn't the president of a dignified VI company even understand the simple truth of having a beginning and an end in doing things? !

Besides, I'm still very hungry.

Quan Zhilong rubbed his belly, his stomach let out another cry in special cooperation, and bit his fingernails anxiously, this time he was completely awake from dozing off.

Just as Quan Zhilong couldn't get up and down, and was secretly angry, he suddenly felt a coldness in his legs, and then there was a scratchy itching from the soles of his feet. He curled up his toes and moved his legs, trying to drive away the annoying Itchy, but the other party didn't intend to let him go, and chased after him.

"Li Shengxuan, are you childish? How old are you, still playing tricks like this?" A muffled voice came from under the blanket.

Lee Seung-hyun chuckled: "I didn't think so before, but now I take a closer look, Brother Zhilong, your big toe is really strange, it must be too big...it's ugly."

The "Silkworm Baby" in the blanket turned over, showing a face that was flushed due to poor breathing, and shouted angrily: "Ah! Li Shengxuan, are you sick! You are here to pick on me today, right? ?”

"Didn't you just dance with that woman, what about you? Then you tell me how beautiful her feet are? Have you seen them?"

Li Shengxuan didn't change his face: "I should return this sentence to you. I just danced a tango with a woman. As for your nose is not a nose, and your eyes are not eyes?"

Quan Zhilong sat upright and raised his eyebrows: "Then tell me, why did you suddenly choose that beautiful woman to accompany you to dance the opening dance? Why didn't you ask your female friend to help you like before? You and that woman When did we meet again? Why haven't I heard you mention it once?"

"So you think she's pretty?" Lee Seung-hyun lowered his eyes slightly and asked softly.

"Don't you think so? Everyone who has eyes will think so." After a pause, Quan Zhilong said angrily, "Now I'm asking you a question, not you asking me! Don't try to change the subject!"

Lee Seung-hyun picked up the bowl on the side coffee table and handed it to the other side with chopsticks: "Aren't you hungry? Eat some udon noodles, it will be mushy in a while."

"Oh." Quan Zhilong took it subconsciously, took a bite of the noodles, squinted his eyes comfortably, and unconsciously accelerated the movement of sandwiching the noodles.

Li Seung-hyun sat beside Quan Zhilong, propped his chin with one hand, watched the other party eating in a leisurely manner, and said quietly: "Her name is Jiang Yunen, she is the daughter of President Jiang of the KL Group, and she was negotiating with him about a week ago because of a reception." President Jiang introduced us to each other when we were together."

"As for why she was invited as the opening dance partner... because it involves a business cooperation project with the KL Group, which is quite complicated, and you won't be interested if you say so."

"All in all, I don't know her very well."

Quan Zhilong didn't speak, just took a sip of soup.

"It's you, it's a little strange today." Li Seung-hyun stared at the other person's face quietly, not letting go of the slightest expression, "You have never asked about my business matters, I don't think you will just because of me Angry at a party with an unfamiliar female companion."

Quan Zhilong put the noodle bowl on the coffee table, made a soft noise, then took the tissue handed over by Li Shengxuan and wiped his mouth: "Because you danced with her."

"Don't we have corresponding dance partners on stage? After so many concerts, do you care about this?"

"It's different." Quan Zhilong lowered his head, with a few disobedient hairs standing on the back of his head, "I will never be able to be the person next to you to dance the opening song with you at such an important banquet like today. Tango."

A strange soft look appeared on Li Shengxuan's face. After a while, he said softly, "Wait for me, Zhilong."

Hearing the rustling sound, Quan Zhilong looked up and saw Li Shengxuan was holding a vinyl disc on the turntable of the phonograph, and put the raised needle on the vinyl disc, and the soothing and melodious music came from The "big horn" came out.

"Chances are cause I wear a silky grin, The moment you come into view."

(Probably because I had a silly smile the moment you showed up)

"Chances are you think that I'm min love with you."

(Probably, you think I'm in love with you)

"Just because my..."

Maybe it's because Lee Seung-hyun's eyes were too gentle when he reached out his hand, maybe it's because the moonlight shining through the balcony on the living room floor is too hazy and blurred, maybe it's because the music spinning on the turntable is too beautiful, Quan Zhilong Just like that, he was led by the other party in a strange way, walked to the open ground near the balcony, hugged the other party's neck, and danced slowly.

——This is the dance steps of tango.

Lee Seung Hyun held Quan Zhilong's waist with one hand, and held the other's fingers with the other, swaying freely and gently with the music: "Actually, I don't like tango very much."

"why?"

"Tango is the 3-minute love of the lonely, have you heard it?"

"In the magic of moonlight, when I sign hold me closed ear."

(Hold me tight when I sigh in this wondrous moonlight, darling)

"Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes."

(Probably, you believe that I can see all the stars in the sky)

"Guess you feel you'll..."

The bright moonlight shone on Quan Zhilong's young face, and he buried his head gently in the other's neck: "Do you also see Borges?"

"Hmm." Lee Seung-hyun whispered as his warm breath brushed his ears, "Whether it's 'Lonely' or '3 Minutes of Love', I don't like it."

Quan Zhilong smiled sullenly: "Then what do you like?"

"I don't really know." Lee Seung-hyun gently kissed the other side's bright and clean side face, "If you don't find it annoying, let me feel it little by little in the future."

Quan Zhilong rubbed the soft and warm skin, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Holding the person in his arms, he walked slowly along with the music, Li Seung-hyun closed his eyes.

In fact, I like another sentence written by Borges: I don’t want to talk about revenge or forgiveness, because forgetting is the only revenge and forgiveness.

Unfortunately, no matter how I try, there is no way to forget you.

So I can neither avenge you nor forgive you.

Now, I can only be at ease by asking you greedily and asking you to "personally" and willingly convince me over and over again.

So, don't let me down, Zhilong.