boiled frog

Since what happened to Xiao Jingzhou, he rarely went home.

Qi Yang came to Wen Qing's house early in the morning every day, and prepared a table of breakfast before he got up, a mix of Chinese and Western food, and based on the principle of not wasting food, he kept Wen Qing full every time.

Qi Yang tidied up the table, and asked Wen Qing if he would work in the tea room, Wen Qing said yes.

"I'll take you there." Qi Yang held the empty bowl with one hand, and pressed Wen Qing's head with the other to rub his hair.

Wen Qing nodded without speaking, her face flushed slightly.

After Qi Yang's emotional confession that time, Wen Qing just stood there stupidly, until Qi Yang smiled and said it's okay, you don't have to reply me so quickly, Wen Qing finally realized what happened.

He didn't refuse him.

Wen Qing suddenly thought of Ming Jin, the Ming Jin who confessed to Xiao An.

He said the same thing six years ago.

Xiao An, I like you.

"What are you thinking?" Qi Yang glanced at Wen Qing when he turned to go to the kitchen, "Hurry up and pack up, we'll leave later."

Wen Qing came back to his senses, pinched a piece of watermelon mixed with salad on the table, looked at Qi Yang's faint silhouette showing through the frosted glass door while washing the dishes, propped his chin on the table, and suddenly felt very happy.

Today is a working day, and now it is the rush hour for work, Wen Qing and Qi Yang decided to take the bus to work.

The teahouse in Yunshui Zen Heart is Wen Qing's permanent residence, and the nearest subway to there is a half-day walk, but there is a direct bus. Wen Qing always takes the bus to go to work.

Originally, Qi Yang said he would drive him there, but Wen Qing didn't like to take a car, saying that he was used to taking a bus before, and he always felt that there was a strange smell in the car.

Qi Yang couldn't convince him, so he had to throw the car that came over downstairs at Wen Qing's house, and went to take the bus with Wen Qing.

Wen Qing said: "Actually, you don't need to accompany me, it's not impossible to take a bus."

"I was too busy this morning, so I wanted to squeeze the bus with you." Qi Yang said.

Wen Qing: "..."

Wen Qing had no choice but to let him follow, and felt very sorry.

When they were waiting for the bus, they realized that there were not many people going to work on Mondays. In fact, both of them rarely went to work on Monday mornings, so they had no idea that they would be crowded like this.

Cars are crowded on the road, and people are crowded in the car.

Qi Yang sighed, looked at the hustle and bustle of people waiting for the bus, and decided to push Wen Qing up first, Wen Qing's gentle personality definitely felt that there were too many people, so he waited for the next bus.

Qi Yang looked at his watch, and gently grabbed Wen Qing's arm with both hands.

Wen Qing was in front of him, looking back at him.

"I'm afraid you'll lose it." Qi Yang smiled.

Wen Qing also laughed, and turned her head, "How big of a man is he to lose it."

"You are different," Qi Yang freed up his other hand and scratched the bridge of Wen Qing's nose, "You are so stupid, who can I ask for if you lose it?"

Wen Qing looked annoyed, and hurriedly slapped his hand away, "...what are you doing, there are so many people."

Qi Yang looked around, ignored Wen Qing and stared at him, put his arms around Wen Qing's waist, put his face close to Wen Qing's ears, "No one is watching..."

Wen Qing felt the tip of Qi Yang's nose lightly rub against the back of his neck, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his face quickly turned red.

Qi Yang looked at Wen Qing's shy little face, his heart was like a blossoming flower, the corners of his mouth couldn't be closed, he hugged Wen Qing and smiled.

Looking at his smile, Wen Qing felt goosebumps all over his body. Qi Yang's palms were hot, and the heat was continuously coming through his shirt. Wen Qing felt that the heat went directly from his body to his face.

Wen Qing said, smiling, laughing, what's so ridiculous... just forget about it.

Qi Yang laughed even more happily.

When the subway came, Qi Yang directly pushed Wen Qing's waist and squeezed up. It was already crowded, and no one noticed the two of them. Qi Yang ate a handful of tofu, which made Wen Qing wrinkle He frowns and stares at him.

Of course there is no seat on the subway, the handrails hanging above are all occupied by one person and one hole, even the backs of the chairs are crowded with hands, Qi Yang randomly found a place with two fingers to hold him He asked Wen Qing to grab the vertical pole at the back door.

Wen Qing squeezed over, only to find a big fat man leaning there with a handbag in one hand and a phone in the other. Those who could help stood there, frowning and looking at the man from time to time.

There was a girl who really had no place to hold her hand, and the car was driving fiercely, so she wanted to grab the handrail behind the fat man, but the man leaned too tightly, her whole body was tightly attached to the railing, and the girl's fingers squeezed against the handrail. do not go in.

Suddenly, a sudden brake, the girl fell straight forward without being supported.

Wen Qing tried hard to stand firm, and there were people squeezing him behind him, so he stretched out his hand to support her, and asked, "Are you all right?"

The girl was a little startled, looked at Wen Qing and shook her head.

Wen Qing frowned, walked up to the man while the car was still waiting for the traffic light, called him twice but he couldn't hear him, and finally had to reach out to touch him.

The fat man glanced up at him.

Wen Qing said: "Sir, can you let me make way? You will affect other passengers if you stand like this."

The fat man looked at Wen Qing carefully, then looked down at the phone again, ignoring him.

Everyone around looked at them, the girl on the side, Lala Wen Qing, said it was okay, Wen Qing patted her to reassure her.

Seeing that the persuasion failed once, the good-tempered warmth was about to continue, when Qi Yang, who heard Wen Qing's voice, squeezed over and asked what's the matter.

After listening to Wen Qing's statement, and looking at the man who was as strong as Mount Tai, Qi Yang said to the man: "Sir, please let me go?"

The man didn't even raise his head this time, Wen Qing told Qi Yang that he probably couldn't hear him.

Qi Yang nodded, reached out and pulled off the man's earphones.

The man stared at Qi Yang with wide eyes in surprise and anger.

"I said," Qi Yang said slowly, with no expression on his face, each word in a loud voice, "please, you, let, let, make it."

The car was still waiting for the lights, there was no roaring sound of the engine, the cabin was quite quiet, almost everyone could hear Qi Yang's raised voice.

The man was very angry and stood up straight against the railing, "This is my freedom! You can't control it!"

"But if you affect me like this, I can take care of it." Seeing that the man was no longer deaf, Qi Yang returned to his original lazy and deep voice.

At this moment, the car started moving suddenly, Wen Qing stood facing the man with his face backwards, and fell forward when he became unsteady, Qi Yang reacted quickly, stretched his arms around Wen Qing's waist, and pulled him back to his side with a little force .

Qi Yang asked him if he was okay, Wen Qing shook his head.

Qi Yang's gesture was a bit ambiguous towards a big man, the man at the side was stunned, and then sneered, "So they are still a pair of dead gays."

Qi Yang didn't bother to talk to him, but the man was still chattering, "Hmph, no wonder he looks yin and yang and is neither masculine nor feminine..."

Before Wen Qing could react, Qi Yang grabbed the fat man by the collar and pulled him up from the railing, lifting his heels slightly off the ground.

"You...what are you doing!" The man grabbed Qi Yang's hand on his collar in panic and anger.

The passengers in the car saw that there seemed to be a fight here, so they all looked this way, and at the same time, they crowded a little away from them.

Wen Qing quickly pulled Qi Yang's arm, "If you have something to say, say it well, say it well, don't do anything."

Qi Yang ignored him, stared at the man with a cold expression, grabbed his collar and pulled him closer, his voice was low and terrifying.

"You have the guts to say it again."

The man's face was flushed from the suffocation, turning into a liver color, and he couldn't break Qi Yang's hand, he couldn't speak for a while because of embarrassment.

The bus was still moving forward, and the speed was quite fast. Seeing that the man finally "get out of the way" from the railing, everyone also went to hold on to the railing to stand firm. Seeing that Qi Yang and the man were still in a stalemate, the aunt at the side hurriedly dissuaded him, and the passengers around You also persuaded Qi Yang one by one, Wen Qing hurriedly pulled Qi Yang's arm hard, Qi Yang let go of his hand, and the fat man fell to the ground and coughed uncontrollably.

Qi Yang's face was ugly and gloomy, and he stopped looking at the man, and let Wen Qing grab the railing, he pulled the vacant hanger, and stretched out his hand to slightly protect Wen Qing.

The man didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and he didn't know where he was going, so he went straight down at the next stop.

Because Wen Qing was going to the tea room today, he didn't tie up his hair straight away, and it hung down to his waist, and it became a bit messy as he squeezed around in the car.

Qi Yang stroked his hair and said, "I'd better tie my hair up when I come out."

Wen Qing thought he was talking about the man scolding him just now, so she smiled and said, "It's actually okay, the hair is so long and not cut, it really looks like a woman."

Qi Yang frowned and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, he has seen that woman who is so tall and big?"

Wen Qing tilted his head and thought for a while, "I think there must be women among the athletes who are taller and stronger than me."

Qi Yang laughed at him and squeezed his fingers.

Seeing that he was in a better mood, Wen Qing said, "Even though that person's words were not pleasant in today's incident, it was your fault for doing it."

Qi Yang curled his lips, "I can't hold back."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "...I thought that if you raised your hand, you would definitely greet him with your fist, who knew you would grab someone's collar."

"Why do you think I will hit him directly?" Qi Yang looked at him with interest.

"Hey, I don't mean hitting him, I mean if you get into an argument with someone."

"So, why do I just wave my fist in greeting?"

"...Uh, just... feel." Wen Qing couldn't tell why.

Qi Yang smiled, lowered his head slightly, his face was quite close to Wen Qing, "...So I am so violent in your eyes..."

Wen Qing quickly waved his hands and said, "...No, I just have this feeling..."

Qi Yang: "How did this feeling come about?"

Wen Qing: "...just think casually when I think of you..."

Qi Yang: "Think about me a lot?"

Wen Qing: "..."

It was because the teahouse of Yunshui Chanxin was too far away from the city that Qi Yang didn't bother to go until he met Wen Qing.The farther the car drove, the fewer people were in the car. Finally, they found a place to sit down and watched the scenery passing by along the road.

Wen Qing sat by the window, and suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat familiar.

A few months ago, they also sat on the bus with such seats and went to the mountains together as friends.

It seemed like it happened yesterday, the person beside him sleeping unconscious in the car still appeared in front of his eyes, and with his eyes closed, he seemed to be able to see the person sleeping with his mouth slightly open and his face sounding sweet.

Wen Qing looked at the cars whizzing by outside the window, and suddenly smiled.

The window was opened quite wide, and the wind blew in, blowing Wen Qing's long hair to the back of his head, hanging on the back of the chair in a tangle.

Qi Yang stretched out his hand to gather his hair into a bunch, Wen Qing turned to look at him.

There was still a smile on the corner of Wen Qing's mouth, Qi Yang put his hair lightly behind him, then hugged Wen Qing's neck and kissed him.

The long hair that broke free from Qi Yang's fingers was immediately blown away by the noisy wind.

When they got to the place, Wen Qing said goodbye to Qi Yang, and Qi Yang said that he would pick a time to watch him play the piano when he came back.

Wen Qing smiled and said, it is still so troublesome, I will play it for you at home when I come back.

Qi Yang said, it feels different, I still want to see you in a white coat.

Wen Qing said that you really can't speak, that's what you said about your clothes.

Qi Yang asked him, what should you say?

Wen Qing thought for a while and said, white coat?

Then they both laughed.

Qi Yang watched Wen Qing enter the tea room before leaving, there was still a smile in the corner of his eyes when he turned around.

Walking to the side of the road, I was about to take a taxi, but suddenly thought of Wen Qing, and took the bus again after a pause.

When I got home, I turned on the computer and was about to sort out the score, when I saw the flashing reminder below.