When the storm took the script

Sheng Junqian doesn't have a lot of luggage, a suitcase is everything.

As soon as he entered the door, he found that the corners and corners of the furniture in the house were wrapped up. The minimalist Nordic style was done in this way, which looked nondescript and very rustic.

Looking at the ugly style of painting, it seems that some big fool did it himself. Sheng Junqian still has some memories of being drunk that night, and he also remembers that he insisted on putting his forehead on the corner of the table.

This big fool.

Sheng Junqian felt heartwarming and funny when he thought of Papa Zhao, the domineering boss in the forum, who would pout his buttocks and cover furniture corners during the day.

He looked back at Zhao Duan, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed like Uncle Zhao Duan, a little aggressive: "What are you laughing at?"

Sheng Junqian said: "Laugh at your cuteness."

Zhao Duan was startled: "What the hell kind of adjective is cute? Do you dislike me?"

"Yes, yes, the soil is dead." Sheng Junqian smiled and hugged Zhao Duan who was rushing over with his teeth and claws, and kissed him by the way, "Thank you, I am very happy."

After speaking, he went to the bedroom with the suitcase and opened the closet. Zhao Duan had already vacated half of the space for himself.

It has to be said that Sheng Junqian has fallen in love with this place.

Every corner can't wait to raise a loudspeaker and say: Zhao Duan welcomes you.

In the living room, Zhao Duan was breathless from Sheng Junqian's sudden kiss, squatting on the ground and scratching his hair with a blushing face, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! It's so embarrassing! I've been kissed so many times, how can I still have a little immunity? None!"

Sheng Junqian came out and found that the man was still squatting on the ground like a mushroom, so he lightly kicked his ass: "Do you want to go to the supermarket?"

It sounds too sweet to buy daily necessities like this little couple, right?

Maybe he can buy back a bunch of Doraemon couple cups, a three-piece bed set for couples, kitchen utensils for couples, and flower pots for couples. He has always wanted to raise a pot of succulents.

Fireworks exploded in Zhao Duan's heart, but he felt ashamed that he blushed when Sheng Junqian hooked him, so he stood up reservedly and waited slowly for Sheng Junqian to take his hand.

No one paid any attention to him for a long time. When he turned his head, the dog man had already walked to the door, and he swallowed his reservedness immediately, and jumped on him screaming "Wow", "Go, go!"

Sheng Junqian had a weight hanging on his body until he reached the elevator entrance, and Zhao Duan got off his back.

There were not many people in the elevator, and they were all familiar faces that were often seen in business magazines. Zhao Duan instantly changed into a domineering face, and put his arms around Sheng Junqian's waist, serious and unsmiling.

Sheng Junqian thought his appearance was funny, secretly poked his waist, and deliberately whispered in his ear: "Brother Zhao."

Zhao Duan's ears turned red, he gave him a glare, and almost stood at attention on the spot to salute.

A boss said cheerfully, "Boss Zhao, are you family?"

"Well, family members." With a smile on Zhao Duan's lips, he specially emphasized: "Boyfriend."

Boss Ba took his boyfriend and drove to the supermarket.

This year’s Chinese New Year is earlier than usual, the supermarket is big and not crowded, the lights are decorated with new decorations, all kinds of festively packaged drinks are neatly stacked in the middle of the road, and the stereo is playing the badly sung Gong Xi Fa Cai, the salesman Holding a loudspeaker, they are beamingly selling New Year's goods, which is full of New Year's flavor.

In the past, Zhao Duan didn't like to go to the supermarket, especially during the Chinese New Year, he always had the illusion that he was still in the dilapidated village before, and he felt lonely being abandoned by the world.

But it's different now. Zhao Duan walked in front, laughing and moving his hands.

Sheng Junqian pushed the cart for him without complaint: "Buy less, it won't be fresh if you can't finish it."

Zhao Duan was full of recipes for his family's picky eaters, looking at any of them in the shopping cart, he was reluctant to throw them away, "This one is for chicken wings with mushroom sauce, this one is for three-juice stew pot, emerald white jade rolls, and that beef is for claypot rice." , tomato stewed brisket is also ojbk."

"You can come back after eating." Sheng Junqian sighed, "Although I'm busy, I still have time to buy some food."

"That's right." Zhao Duan smiled silly, put his hands on his shoulders, and jumped twice like driving a train, "Quick, six o'clock direction, go!"

After sweeping the snack area, Zhao Duan was still a little disappointed, and turned his head to Sheng Junqian with a triumphant smile, "Oh, where did someone buy a lot of snacks in the dormitory? This is a broken supermarket, why is there nothing?"

So annoying.

Sheng Junqian ignored him, pushed the cart and left.

Zhao Duan was able to embarrass him with great difficulty, and kept jumping around beside him like a three-year-old child. Sheng Junqian's brisk walking suddenly stopped, and he held his shoulder: "If you want to stay like this, I will kiss you right here." is you."

Next to them are grandparents shopping for groceries, parents with children, and young couples like them.

Zhao Duan has never noticed that there are so many people here, so noisy.

Sheng Junqian leaned over slightly, bent his lips to look at him.

Not good, isn't it indecent in public...not good?

Having said that, Zhao Duan's ears turned red quickly, his heart trembled, and he closed his eyes and pouted slightly.

A second later, Sheng Junqian yanked the zipper of his newly changed down jacket to the top, blocking most of his face without saying anything, and almost stuck his mouth.

Zhao Duan: ... Fuck.

And quietly raised a middle finger on Sheng Junqian's back.

Originally, they just wanted to buy a la carte, but in the end it became a big purchase, useful and useless, and both of them threw in the shopping cart: water glasses for couples, Doraemon wallpaper, plus two ceramic fat dolls and all kinds of bells and whistles.

Zhao Duan insisted on buying a pair of fluffy and cute blue gloves.

Sheng Junqian laughed at his girlish heart and refused.

In the end I only bought one pair.

When paying, there were three big bags in total, which could obviously be taken back in the trunk of the car, but Zhao Duan insisted on sending them back.

All right, the president's father is rich.

The two walked out of the supermarket empty-handed. The winter night was very cold, the north wind was howling, and the pedestrians on the side of the road curled up their necks and shivered with the cold with their hands in their pockets.

When Zhao Duan came out of the dormitory, he was forced by Sheng Junqian to change into his long down jacket. The collar was pulled to the top, and it was not cold with his hands in his pockets. On the contrary, Sheng Junqian was wearing a coat. Chic, but flustered with cold hands.

Zhao Duan pouted, and took out a pair of furry gloves that were supposed to be sent back from somewhere.

"Put it on, it's not bad if it's useful, so don't pick and choose."

Sheng Junqian looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and he blushed before he took over the glove and put it on, and put the other on Zhao Duan's hand, crossed his fingers and put it in his pocket.

Zhao Duan smirked, he knew that Sheng Junqian would not understand what he meant by walking home.

So warm.

I thought his torn coat was cold...

"No." Zhao Duan stopped suddenly, "You have a warm baby in your pocket!"

Sheng Junqian said: "Yes."

Zhao Duan put his arms around his waist with a smile, and shook his gloves in front of him: "Did you buy only one pair on purpose?"

Sheng Junqian turned his head, "It's so annoying."

Zhao Duan knew it. When this person was poked in his mind, he would say that he was very annoying when he was embarrassed.

Wow.

It's really a boring beast in clothes.

In order to stop Zhao Duan's endless mouth, Sheng Junqian pressed against the wall and kissed him out of breath.

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The two lived together for a few days.

I don't know if the temperature has dropped recently. Sheng Junqian always felt that Zhao Duan's old cold legs seemed to be more serious. When he picked him up these days, there was obviously something wrong with his limp.

Sheng Junqian asked him if his leg hurts, Zhao Duan blushed for no reason, and his temper was very angry, he threw away his hand and cursed and said it was okay.

Sheng Junqian didn't know what he was awkward about, so he asked Lao Sheng for a massage video, massaged him every day before going to bed, and put him under the quilt to sleep on time at 10:[-].

Not only was Zhao Duan not moved, but he always looked at Sheng Junqian with a feeling of shame and resentment.

Nowadays.

Sheng Junqian is used to holding an ipad to read papers for a while before going to bed, but since Zhao Duan started dating, he has been completely a useless boss who does not do his job properly, and he groans in Sheng Junqian's arms. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I opened the ticket-buying software to buy the high-speed rail ticket to go home.

He squeezed Zhao Duan's thigh: "Squeeze the high-speed rail, can you bear it?"

Zhao Duan said indifferently: "I evaded fares and squeezed through the train before I was an adult, and I even fought with homeless people on overpasses for territory."

"Hmm." Sheng Junqian kneaded his half-broken little finger, and asked naturally, "What else?"

"I have killed people before." Zhao Duan suddenly leaned forward, staring at him with dark eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Sheng Junqian smiled, with gentle eyes, "If you want to kill me, I'll kiss you until you can't hold a knife."

Zhao Duan snorted softly: "Senior Sheng, Teacher Sheng, you should reflect on yourself, are you a little too coquettish?"

"Only for you." Sheng Junqian squeezed his little finger, speaking calmly and naturally, "What's going on?"

Zhao Duan stretched out his hand and shook it: "This one, he was chopped off for cheating."

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. At that time, I thought that the money had already been handed over to the hospital, and they couldn't get it back anyway." The light was too dazzling, Zhao Duan covered his eyes with one hand, and said lazily: "Maybe the money is too dirty, and the old woman can't get it back." Didn't survive."

"Not dirty." Sheng Junqian kissed his fingers, and Zhao Duan felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. Leg: "Sheng Junqian..."

Sheng Junqian imprisoned his legs in confusion, picked up his phone again to place an order, and asked him, "What's your ID card?"

Zhao Duan pouted and read a series of numbers.

Sheng Junqian: "Then do you know mine?"

Zhao Duan: "Of course I know."

Sheng Jun rested his chin on his hair, and played with a strand of his fingers: "I heard that you also learned fortune-telling from a blind man?"

"They even told you this?" Zhao Duan snorted softly, "I'm really knowledgeable."

Sheng Junqian looked down at him, his eyes moistened with a smile: "Then you do the math for me, Master Zhao?"

Sheng Junqian exchanged a kiss for a divination.

Master Zhao wrote and drew on the paper according to the information given by Sheng Junqian. He still felt that these figures were quite familiar. After a while, a complicated hexagram appeared on the paper.

The five elements restrain each other, and you will not die well.

The old blind man has always said that Zhao Duan is talented, and he can count as one or two out of ten.

But even the probability of one or two made Zhao Duan flustered and extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing that he stopped writing, Sheng Junqian asked curiously, "How is it?"

"I haven't counted it for a long time, I forgot it a long time ago." Zhao Duan's face was not very good, he frowned and threw the paper into a ball in the trash can, stood up irritably and planned to go to bed.

Sheng Junqian pushed him back to his seat, "Do you believe me?"

Zhao Duan's originally irritable heart was calmed down by him, and he nodded: "I believe it."

Sheng Junqian dragged a chair and sat next to him, "Then you do the math."

He replaced the date of birth with the day of rebirth.

This time Zhao Duan calculated very quickly, his eyes were bright, and his legs were bouncing. Sheng Junqian saw that he was happy, took the paper and looked at it, but he didn't understand it, but he could guess it more or less: "Yes Isn't it a match made in heaven?"

"That's it!" Zhao Duan beamed with joy, "It's definitely a good match made in heaven."

Seeing that he was happy, Sheng Junqian pulled him back to the bed, and continued to buy the unfinished tickets: "Well, the high-speed rail tickets are sold out, let's take the plane."

He asked Zhao Duan, "when are you free?"

Zhao Duan was stunned: "You really want to take me home?"

Sheng Junqian: "Well. Let my parents see your old cold legs."

"Don't tell me about your old cold legs, I'm so annoying." Zhao Duan suddenly lost his temper, kicked him, and complained in a low voice, "How can you be a fool if you are so good at flirting..."

After scolding, I was a little excited when I thought of moving home with Sheng Jun during the Chinese New Year, no, I was so excited.

Then came a little bit of fear, Zhao Duan was not welcomed by adults since he was a child, and he was almost 10 years older than Sheng Junqian, hooked up with other green young people, really won't make his parents angry Have a heart attack?

Ahhh... If Sheng Junqian's parents had to let Sheng Junqian break up with him, would he hug the left leg or the right leg?

Sheng Junqian said that the person he likes must also be liked by his parents, but Zhao Duan doesn't believe it. He is a 32-year-old man and has a bad reputation in the outside world. Just check a lot of news about Zhao Duan's murder and arson on the Internet. Not to mention there are rumored boyfriends and girlfriends in the Sangong Sixth Court and a harem.

Although it is not credible, it does not give the elders a good impression.

Moreover, Sheng Junqian is still young and has a bright future, maybe he will find more like-minded people after playing for a few years.

Sheng Junqian made a big push, looked down at Zhao Duan holding the phone, looked dizzy and obviously distracted, and tugged at his ears: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Duan: "I'm looking for Lisa, tell her to contact the navy company as soon as possible, post a draft, press comments, I want to show my wisdom and martial arts in all aspects where my uncles and aunts can see, and no black material can appear .”

Sheng Jun moved over, just when Lisa sent him a message:

boss?Are you going to debut?By the way, I created a personal setting for you to take a look.

The 30-year-old handsome uncle gave up his billions of dollars and resolutely pursued his dream in the entertainment industry.

Zhao Duan: "..." It's shameful.

Sheng Junqian: "... Lisa is a talent."

People can't talk about it. Just as they were talking, Sheng's father and mother suddenly made a video call. The two of them were wrapped up like bears, and they held up their selfie sticks to show Sheng Junqian the scenery over there: "We are playing in Europe, listen Your cousin said you found a boyfriend."

Zhao Duanguang became nervous when he heard the voice, and subconsciously covered his head with the quilt and arched it inside. Sheng Junqian twisted his waist in embarrassment, "Don't act like a baby, my parents will misunderstand."

It was only then that Zhao Duan realized how imaginative their current posture was, and immediately sat up from the bed.

Sheng Junqian straightened Zhao Duan's messy hair before he raised his head in fear: "Auntie, uncle..."

It was them.

Only such a person would have a child like Sheng Junqian...

Zhao Duan was stunned when he saw the people in the video, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he looked at them dully. It took him a long time to recover his language function, and he spit out the second half of the sentence: "I, I am... Zhao Duan."

Afterwards, what Sheng Junqian and his parents said, Zhao Duan didn't hear anything, his brain was buzzing with snowflakes, like the oldest TV that was out of order and rustling.

Twenty-three years ago, Xiao Zhao Duan, who had a high fever of 23 degrees, wanted to die but did not dare to die. He squatted like a nest of shameless rats in front of the hospital. .

People from the hospital came and went in a hurry. Xiao Zhao Duan slept for a day until he was patted on the head.

He looked up to see an elegant man wearing glasses.

Zhao Duan stretched out his hand and called out to his father in a hoarse voice.

The man froze for a moment, put a cold hand on his forehead, and carried him to the hospital.

With a high fever of 39 degrees, Xiao Zhao Duan, who almost turned into a fool, saved his life just like this.

The man sat in front of his hospital bed and babbled that his wife was giving birth, and he didn't know if he would have a son or a daughter.

Zhao Duan was in a daze, very mysterious, he felt that a chubby little hand hooked his fingers.

The eyes are large and beautiful, like brown gemstones.

The little fat man smiled at him, and Zhao Duan also smiled at him. The two laughed foolishly for a while, and suddenly sleepiness came, and Zhao Duan fell asleep upside down.

Later, he stayed at the man's house.

There is a little fat man in the man's family.

The little fat man didn't grow up, he was an ugly brother.

He is so soft.

That couple must love him very much. They used all the beautiful words in the world to describe him. Only then did Zhao Duan realize that when he really likes a child, even naming him is a top priority.

Later he met the old blind man.

The old blind man said that he restrained his father and mother, his relatives, and even that ugly younger brother. If he stayed by his side, both of them would die badly.

Zhao Duan did not tell the couple that although they are very educated, it is already difficult to raise an ugly younger brother, so don't cause trouble for him as a lone star.

Until he left, Zhao Duan didn't know what the couple who loved their son named his brother.

But he still remembers what the couple told him: keep your eyes clear forever, and keep your enthusiasm in the deepest valleys.

Zhao Duan suddenly felt relieved: he should not resent fate anymore, even though he is really cruel, he is so kind.

Sheng Junqian sensitively noticed that something was wrong with him, and hung up the phone after talking to his parents, hugged Zhao Duan in his arms, rubbed his ears, pinched his waist, and comforted his back over and over again, with a soft voice : "What's wrong? Why did you suddenly freeze?"

Zhao Duan punched himself and burst into tears: "I just think that old blind man is really blind, and I'm really a big idiot, a purebred idiot."

and also.

It seems that I fell in love with you at first sight when you were born.

Sheng Junqian didn't understand Zhao Duan's sudden emotion, watched him get into the bed, and laughed for a long time.

When he calmed down, Sheng Junqian kissed him, patted his back softly: "What's wrong?"

Zhao Duan: "I just think that if I take the test papers from my uncle and aunt in advance, I will definitely get full marks."

"We're really a good match."

Zhao Duan couldn't restrain his laughter at all, held Sheng Junqian's face and gave him a big kiss, his voice light and brisk: "From the day you were born, you are a good match."

Sheng Junqian pressed Zhao Duan's head on his chest. Although he didn't know where his emotions came from, this kind of joy from the heart really infected him.

Neither of them spoke, just listening to each other's heartbeat.

Boring and sweet.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Duan raised his head: "I can't sleep."

Sheng Junqian reached for the iPad from the bedside table and suggested, "How about I read the paper to you?"

"No, let's play a game?" Zhao Duan threw his iPad aside and said enthusiastically, "I'll write behind your back, guess what?"

Sheng Junqian could see that he was really happy, so he didn't disappoint. He turned his back and let him open his pajamas, and wrote gently on it with his fingertips.

As soon as he wrote two words, Sheng Junqian guessed it: "I like you."

Zhao Duan nodded shamelessly: "Yes, I know."

Sheng Junqian faced him face to face: "It's your turn."

"Yeah." Zhao Duan turned his back quickly, especially proactively, "Hurry up."

I didn't know what I thought I was going to do.

Sheng Junqian smiled silently, stroking his fingers lightly behind his back, causing the servants to shudder, not knowing what to write for a while, just worrying, his wrist was suddenly held by Zhao Duan, and his trembling hand slowly moved down... ...

"I don't have anything prepared." Sheng Junqian was startled, his hands didn't leave, his head rested on Zhao Duan's shoulder, and he deliberately blew into his ears.

"Yes." Zhao Duan took out something from under the pillow, blushed and faltered for a long time before saying in a very low voice: "I know you have a cleanliness habit, you have done something like potting..."

Sheng Junqian suddenly understood why his posture was so weird every day...

this fool.

Sheng Junqian covered his eyes with one hand, pressed against his back tightly, and asked him forcefully:

"When?"

"It was just every day."

Every day... But can the words be spoken?It sounds like Zhao Duan is begging for grass every day, the wife is shameless...

Sheng Junqian seemed to feel his shame, and deliberately ground his earlobe with his teeth, and kept moving his hands: "Did you do it yourself or go to the hospital?"

Zhao Duan's body arched into a boiled shrimp, and he squeezed it out between his teeth: "The hospital I went to for the first time..."

"That's it..." Sheng Junqian smiled, and bit his neck hard, "The kid is not good, why don't you come to me?"

Zhao Duan was already blushing, and was embarrassed and ashamed by Sheng Junqian. He broke the jar and turned over, blushing and said: "Will you fucking do it? I'm already 32, and the chrysanthemum is about to loosen!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Duan's hand holding Sheng Junqian's arm tightened suddenly. He took a deep breath, groaned silently, and was almost forced to cry at the end of his eyes. After he calmed down for a few seconds, his revenge Biting Sheng Junqian's neck.

Sheng Junqian didn't care and said harshly in his ear, "No, it's very tight."

"This kind of thing may hurt." For a while, Zhao Duan felt his shoulders sink, and the postures of the two people changed, and Sheng Junqian's sincere apology was heard in his ear: "Blame me, I shouldn't have said that at the beginning. talk."

Sheng Junqian had seen enough of Zhao Duan's embarrassment, and acted extremely gently, and smiled softly in his ear: "I should have said at the time, it's up to you not to do it."

"Sheng Junqian, can't you slap your face..." Zhao Duan's voice was broken, tears were forced out of the corners of his eyes, and he insisted on provocation even though he couldn't speak clearly.

"Brother Zhao, you are so vengeful." Sheng Junqian whispered his name, took away his hand covering his eyes, revealing all his weakness, and still had the time to laugh at him: "Crying again?"

The corners of Zhao Duan's eyes turned red from being irritated, "Who the hell is crying!"

Sheng Junqian gently kissed away his tears: "I didn't cry, brother Zhao is the best."

This winter seems to like snow more than ever before. The open curtains are opened a crack, and the snow has already risen outside at some point, and the cold wind is blowing in the air, keeping it, and scattered on the frosted glass On the screen, the entangled figures in the house were reflected, so ashamed that they melted...

After a few times, Zhao Duan stared at the ceiling in a daze. It took him a long time to blink and blink his eyes to recover. He gave Sheng Junqian a middle finger with difficulty, and said in a hoarse voice, "Fuck."

"Farewell." Sheng Junqian picked him up to clean up and take a bath, and set fire to his minefield, "Your old body is falling apart, and I have to find someone to fight."

Zhao Duan wanted to bite him, but he didn't have the strength. He stared with red eyes like a rabbit.

I couldn't hold back in the shower, mainly because Zhao Duan owed too much, and Sheng Junqian pressed him against the wall to do it again.

When he was carried back to the bed, Zhao Duan was already a total waste.

My waist is sore, my legs are shaking, my butt is hurting, only my mouth is still there, forcing me to do it again.

Sheng Junqian looked funny, got up and put his hands on the bed and leaned over to look at him. Zhao Duan immediately wrapped himself in the quilt and turned around, moving down like a silkworm chrysalis.

Sheng Junqian hugged him, turned off the light, and just squinted his eyes to go to sleep, when he saw the person next to him staring blankly at him, and asked in a low voice, "You won't want me in the future, will you?"

All the bad things that Zhao Duan encountered in his life were suddenly falling from high points. Now he seems to be floating on the clouds in the sky, very unsteady.

"Zhao Duan." Sheng Junqian turned on the bedside lamp, looked into his eyes, and suddenly felt that whether it was like or love sounded very illusory, so he chose a sentence that was even more illusory but extremely true, "Zhao Duan, this I am here for you."

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The next day, Zhao Duan woke up almost at noon, and Sheng Junqian, who was supposed to be at school, was leaning against the bed with his ipad to write and draw.

Zhao Duan was pleasantly surprised: "You asked for leave for me? What did you say?"

Sheng Junqian stuffed his bruised arm back from the outside, coughed lightly and said slowly, "I said my boyfriend slept too late last night and had a fever."

Zhao Duan refused to think deeply about the amount of information.

"Just show off!" Zhao Duan kicked Sheng Junqian, pulling a certain part of his face to hide, "What face do you want me to show to your professor in the future?"

"With a face of 1000 million." Sheng Junqian just realized that he invested so much money in the project, and squeezed his hand, "Thank you."

"Don't thank me in the future." Zhao Duan said angrily, "What is this little money. Star Entertainment has a fixed amount of money to do charity every year. If you don't give it to anyone, it's better to give it to your family."

Sheng Junqian was very satisfied with his own family, which was inside and outside the words, but he felt that the small money of 1000 million was just a lemon, so he bowed his head and kissed him a sour and sweet kiss.

For some reason, Zhao Duan felt pain all over his body when he moved, and the two of them didn't leave the room all day today. Sheng Junqian was very academic and insisted on reviewing the game with him.

Where is the most comfortable place?

Are you upset?Obviously saw you cry.

I think Dingyou is the best place to call you.

Zhao Duan wished he could strangle him to death, why is this man so indebted!

In the evening, nearly a thousand messages have been posted in the "Brothers and Family" group. According to Zhao Duan, these people are all brothers who got together with him. , Eat and wait to die.

At first these brothers were a little shy, but later found that Sheng Junqian did not have the posture of seeing a scholar before, and gradually let go, talking about everything in the group, gagging one sister-in-law, Zhao Duan said nothing in the afternoon Didn't do it, just sent a big red envelope when he saw a word of blessing, Sheng Junqian looked at it and wanted to put on a vest and go inside to make a fortune.

Now the group is discussing the address of the dinner.

Sheng Junqian handed the phone to Zhao Duan: "They have chosen a good place, this one. I haven't eaten out much, what do you think?"

Zhao Duan got up and looked at the screen: "No, no."

Sheng Junqian raised his eyebrows: "Why not? I think it's pretty good."

"This is a food stall owned by Lao Chou, you must not like it." Zhao Duan winked and mocked his cleanliness.

"Why don't I like it. But it's you, can you still eat these spicy foods with your butt?" Sheng Junqian took out his mobile phone and set it up for a week. On Saturday evening, he suddenly became angry: "I don't eat it. Take care of you, peel shrimp for you, pour wine, let your brothers see how good I am, I can't live without you."

Zhao Duan broke out in a cold sweat, and told him intuitively that his brothers might have dug a hole for him.

Saturday evening next week.

Zhao Duan and Sheng Junqian arrived as promised, and the people who came were all people who had worked together with Zhao Duan from the bottom.

There were quite a few brothers in this group, but over time, some of them forgot their original aspirations when they had money, some betrayed, and some broke up as they walked.

Anyway, for Zhao Duan, having a dozen or so is pretty good.

At their age, most of them have already married and set up a business. Zhao Duan was not willing to eat with them before, because this group of people are all ears. The memories of the past years almost shed tears. The topic suddenly changed and started to talk about his wife. Nagging kids.

Zhao Duan was a loner, he really had nothing to show off, instead he felt lonely, and gradually stopped going.

But today is different. As soon as he entered the door, the brothers shouted one sister-in-law and younger siblings, making Zhao Duan feel comfortable.

Although it is a food stall, because Zhao Duan specifically told it that it is not open today, there is only one table for them, and all the corners have been scrubbed with disinfectant water, and the hygiene level is enough to entertain national leaders.

Everyone here is a wine lunatic, holding Lao Bai's dry cup and pouring down a cup. Someone wanted to respect Sheng Junqian, but Zhao Duan blocked him: "The child is drinking too much and making trouble."

Sheng Junqian didn't deny it either, always smiling, and obediently sipping a cup of hot milk.

The moon is not very bright today, but it is very bright. Zhao Duan told them about the past, was chased by the police, and almost had his arm cut off when he asked for debts.

In the past days, even squatting on the ground and eating a bowl of instant noodles was considered a kind of happiness, let alone expecting to have a wife and children to gather and drink in this big city.

Sheng Junqian didn't understand what they said, so he didn't speak. He peeled crabs and shrimps for Zhao Duan, and replenished them when his bowl was empty.

In this comfortable environment, Zhao Duan was rarely happy, and Sheng Junqian didn't spoil him, but he didn't let him drink a lot. When he was almost done, he handed him the milk and rubbed his stomach with one hand.

He acted naturally and generously, and was not shy at all when facing other people's jokes.

Sheng Junqian knew that these brothers were worried, and he gathered at such a table specially to tell them that Zhao Duan, whom they had been worried about for a long time, was doing much better than they imagined.

Afterwards, Zhao Duan seemed to be drunk, and leaned against Sheng Junqian stickyly without his big brother, still muttering: "Why can't you drink, then we can't have a cup of wine?"

Sheng Junqian's movements froze, and he couldn't help kissing him: "Yes, I will have a drink with you when I get home."

Fireworks suddenly bloomed in the night sky, instantly lighting up the night sky, turning into a waterfall of stars and slowly falling into Zhao Duan's eyes.He pulled Sheng Junqian to stand up, pointed to the sky and said, "I want to set off fireworks!"

Sheng Junqian pinched the back of his neck and said helplessly, "There is no place here for you to set off fireworks."

Zhao Duan insisted on letting go.

The brother next to him had seen enough jokes to help him out, "There seems to be a grocery store on the next street, why don't you try your luck?"

Sheng Junqian had no choice but to go to a nearby store to show him. Luck is such a hard thing to touch sometimes. He walked from the street to the end of the street before he bought a cold firework that could be set off in his hand.

Fortunately, the drunk Zhao Duan didn't choose, and pulled him outside like a child, watching him with interest.

Sheng Junqian held the fireworks blooming in his hand and sang to Zhao Duan:

"If I had fairy wands, I would grow bigger and smaller"

"And change into a house full of comics, chocolates and toys."

"If I have a robot cat, I'll call him Tinker Bell."

"The bamboo dragonfly and the time tunnel can go anywhere."

"Let children, adults, and bad people become good people."

"AngAngAng! Tinkerbell helps me realize all my wishes."

In the gorgeous and short-lived fireworks.

Zhao Duan's eyes were as dazzling as starlight, and he said, "Then can Little Ding Dong make Sheng Junqian like me more?"

Sheng Junqian said, "Yes."

Zhao Duan said: "Kiss me more, praise me more, hug me more, and take me home. I haven't eaten dumplings during the Chinese New Year for a long time."

Sheng Junqian said, "Yes."

Zhao Duan said: "I can make dumplings."

Sheng Junqian: "Yes."

Zhao Duan was aggrieved and sad: "You never said you liked me."

When the fireworks finally went out, Sheng Junqian threw away the black stick, hugged the little drunk in his arms, and whispered in his ear

"Sheng Junqian really likes Zhao Duan..."

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感谢在2020-08-0722：46：23～2020-08-0822：49：09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 3 for Mu Yao Tingxue; 1 for Sky Fish;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Mu Yao Tingxue; 10 bottles of Crocodile and Azhu; 4 bottles of Kai Ge is My White Moonlight; 1 bottle of Tingyufengfeng and Mingmo;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!