REMIX

I couldn't control the frequency of my breathing, and my heartbeat was chaotic.

The soft light fell straight down from above me, part of it was reflected by the mirror, and the other part was absorbed by the deep pupil.

I don't admit it, or I don't want to deny and defy that attraction for useless reserve. I want to respond, but what can be conveyed by language or body is limited after all. I think I have been imprisoned in this controlled body , completely fell into his hands.

He rubbed the corner of my lips, but the kiss was still refusing to fall.

Just as my heart was shaking, I was shattered by a well-timed knock on the door, which was about to take shape.

"Old hooligan!! Dare to mess around in my locker room to see if I don't live and tear you apart!!!"

……

It was a powerful blow.

When I went to the counter to pay the full amount, I lowered my head all the way, and I didn't have the courage to look directly at the tailor who was rolling his eyes.

"The clothes fit well."

Gong Junye stroked his chin, and looked at me with long and narrow smiling eyes.

"It also feels good."

I should go back to self-cultivation, and learn not to lose my mind in the face of temptation.

After leaving the tailor shop and putting the suitcase with the suit on the back seat of the car, Gong Junye asked me what I would like to have for dinner.

I didn't think much of it, and proposed to take him to the shop I often go to for porridge.

In view of the difficulty of finding a parking space in the downtown area, we parked the car in the underground parking lot outside the pedestrian street, and walked slowly there.

During the alternation of day and night, the sky is full of crimson fire clouds, and the street lights have not yet been turned on.The two of us walked at an even pace, and his hand hanging by his side always touched my forearm from time to time, and occasionally looking at each other without motivation made people feel happy for no reason.

At six o'clock in the evening, there were many white-collar workers who had just got off work sitting on the first floor of the porridge shop, and several tables of young people in uniform gathered at the corner near the door, talking and laughing.

The two of us walked in and found a seat opposite. The table was narrow and polished, and there were old pictorials on the wall.

The owner and the waiter saw my familiar face and handed over the menu with a friendly smile.I ordered a small pot of porridge and a fried rice cake with hairy crab, and he added another basket of siu mai.

During the spare time waiting for the food to be served, I told him about Fei Na's invitation to me to sing.

I often have this kind of hidden worry based on inferiority complex about the things I have, and my thoughts are even more entangled all the way.Probably because it took too much effort to get it, it made me feel that I lacked a solid sense of evidence, as if all these things would disappear in the next second, and it would become an empty joy.

But fortunately, now I have someone around me to talk to, even if I don’t share with him every detail, I know that he will play the role of a man of the world at such a moment and give me pertinent advice.

It can be seen that I have always had a kind of blind admiration for him, since I was a child; I tried to tell him about this trouble, and I was not without anxiety.

"Um……"

He listened attentively while I was speaking, and tapped his finger on the table, "To be honest, I specially asked someone to investigate Miss Fei before you came... It's not jealousy, this is my code of conduct, you know."

I nodded.

"She didn't lie, she just wanted to cooperate with you, which is convincing."

He looked at me for a while, then reached out to touch my forehead hair, "Have a little confidence in yourself, you can do better than now."

When the porridge and fried rice cakes were served, he moved his hands away, hissing, "It's so hot."

"Be careful." As soon as I grabbed his wrist, there was a burst of unbearable abuse outside the door, as well as women's screams and physical conflicts.

It looked like some gangsters were fighting on the street.

To say that this kind of scene is not uncommon in the entire old city, the street where I used to live was relatively safe, but here, some troubles would happen every three or two days, and the people in charge turned a blind eye to it. Gong Junye should know this situation better than me.

With his back to the door, he turned his head and glanced out.

The other diners in the porridge shop also attracted attention, and then they buried their heads together and whispered, let's leave soon after eating.

As if in response to their words, the fighters copied the nearby benches in the store and threw themselves into the scuffle. The waiter was a timid young girl who dared not speak out when she was angry.

I don't know what the man sitting across from me wants to do. Against the light, he holds his phone to his ear and continues to drink porridge.

"Hey."

When the phone was connected, he put down the spoon and used the end of the chopsticks to pierce a piece of round rice cake, "Where's your big brother?"

"Give him a message, 200 meters away from him, there are a few troubles, please let him deal with them. Yes, now."

He ate the siu mai again, peeled off the translucent skin while it was hot, and took a bite of the glutinous rice stuffed with meat.

In less than a minute, two vans slammed through the crowd, forming an angle between two sides to surround the battering gangsters in the middle. The doors of the vans slammed open, and several burly men with machetes came out. Before he could react, he was knocked down to the ground, beaten violently, twisted his neck half-dead, and stuffed into the car.

Gong Junye was still drinking porridge.

He looks unusually fresh and refined, he ignores the troubles of the world, eats elegantly and elegantly, and forgets about everything he eats.

I was deeply shocked by this transcendent willpower.

He is worthy of being a man who is on the road, and his foot is really stable.

Two cars of people left in the dust, and the small traffic jam returned to normal order. Those of us at the table were dumbfounded.

Gong Junye was full after eating and drinking, and began to concentrate on serving me. He put a piece of plump hairy crab into my bowl and said, "Seeing how thin you are, I have to feed you fatter next year."

I looked at him silently.

"Then come with me, supervise each other and have a good meal."

"to make."

I said I would call Fei Na back within three days, but in fact I made up my mind on the way home.

Gong Junye didn't want to intervene too much in my affairs, but I firmly believed from the bottom of my heart that I was not afraid of losing, making mistakes, or falling, because he would catch me.

I kissed him before getting out of the car, to make amends for the delusion that was discarded in the locker room, the technique was still clumsy, but it was more sophisticated than last time.

He was very relieved and rubbed the corner of my mouth, "I still have a lot to teach you."

"...I don't want to learn."

I stood on the crosswalk, dangling my suitcase, "Go back, I'll wait for Xia Jie here."

With his hands on the seat, he looked at me for a while before saying, good night.

I couldn't speak for a moment, I just felt my heart soften all of a sudden.

"Be careful on the road."

——If I can add another definition to my ideal life, I hope that I can see him every day after I open my eyes and before I close them.

like.

Just liking is not enough.

I pulled my hand back from the car window to watch him go.

Suddenly, a familiar woman's call sounded from behind.

"Baby?"