Fog River

The joint entrance examination belongs to the joint entrance examination, and the weekend examination belongs to the weekend examination. These are two completely incompatible systems.

Although it was still an exam, Chi Shu didn't come at the usual time this time. After greeting Huang Wen, he took up the time to listen to the newspaper and started the exam four or ten minutes earlier.

But no matter how early, the real 120 minutes is indispensable. Chi Shu sat on the podium and stared at the time. For the first time, he tasted what it means to be anxious.

After finally getting through it, he hurriedly collected the papers, called the class representative to come to the stage to maintain order, and waited for the head teacher to come over. After arranging the next tasks, he left the school with the papers.

The shops outside the school were brightly lit, and Chi Shu hurriedly walked in with his bag in his arms, not missing any light or shadow, and hurried all the way to the door of the cigarette shop, and pushed the door open.

The wind chime, which has not been heard for a long time, swayed, and the warm and humid tobacco smoke wrapped in layers, dissipating the cold air all over the body.

Chi Shu put the bag on the counter, and instead of mopping the chair to sit on it as usual, he went directly behind the counter, hugged Bian Yan from behind, buried his face on his broad back blade, and passed through the cotton sweater. Smell the aroma steamed by his body temperature.

"Why so early?" Bian Yan touched his hand, it was a little cold, so he freed up one hand to cover him, and put the popping beads on the filter with the other hand.

This is a bit of a knowing question, but Chi Shu was willing to tell him sweetly, and rubbed the tip of his nose: "I want to see you soon, so I rushed to finish class."

"That's my fault." Hearing this, Bian Yan threw away the unformed cigarette in his hand, turned around and hugged him, "I didn't finish the work before Teacher Chi came."

"Yes, it's your fault. Spend the time with me on work." Chi Shu pushed over, kissed him under the light, and pushed the cigarettes, filters, etc. back to the side with his hands out of reach.

Bian was tired of being made so comfortable, he didn't think much about it, he just broke the principle, what kind of cigarettes are you still rolling, and you think you don't have enough time to accompany others, so you piled the tobacco into the dryer, turned around and closed the shop.

The two went upstairs together.

He said last time that he hated cooking, so he had to do it, and there was nothing complicated. He guessed that Chi Shu liked sweet things, so he made a Swiss cheese fondue.

With a little thought, the cheese fondue is a small pot, so the two can get closer.

The ingredients are all hot, the two men will not just eat some fruit bread like the little girl, and there is a big plate of mutton, beef and fresh shrimp.

In fact, Bian Yan has never tried shabu-shabu, but I always think it is a good choice to try it with Chi Shu.I don't care if it's delicious or not.

After brushing the garlic oil, thicken it with whiskey and pour it in to cook. While the pot is stewing, take out the cheese and cheese from the refrigerator.I didn't buy a special one, so I mixed two commonly used cheeses and cream cheese to increase the flavor.

The cheese needs to be chopped, otherwise it will cook like a slug.There is a little more cream cheese, whiskey is not as strong as brandy, and it is slightly neutralized.

The whiskey was very strong, and Chi Shu could smell it as soon as he opened it. He took off his coat, took the rose out of his pocket and put it into the tobacco jar on the table, then walked behind him and hugged him, and glanced at him The action of cutting cheese.

"Eat cheese fondue." Chi Shu rested his chin on his shoulder.

Bian responded with a sound of disgust, cut a small piece of cheese, and sliced ​​a slice of pickled cucumber, and put a piece of cream cheese in the middle to Chi Shu's mouth.

Needless to say, Chi Shu opened his mouth and swallowed it, and when he withdrew his lips, he stuck out his tongue and hooked his fingertips.

Chi Shu chewed without so many rules, and praised vaguely while eating: "It's delicious."

"Give me some too." Bian Yan stopped cutting the cheese, turned his head to meet Chi Shu's lips, and took half of it out of his mouth.

The movement was quick, but the touch of the tip of the tongue was like setting off a spark in the wilderness, crackling and burning the ground in an instant.

Chi Shu's whole body became soft, his scalp felt numb, and even his breathing became long and slow, like the viscous gorgon water in the stew pot, confused in the scorching heat.

Looking at him in such a daze, Bian Yan threw the cheese on the cutting board into the pot, and before stirring it, he turned his head and kissed him again, and said intentionally, "I think it tastes much better than the ones I made before."

Too bad for this man.

Chi Shu's embarrassing face turned red immediately, and he tilted his head and buried his face in his neck, and a muffled voice came out: "Boss Bian, something is wrong with you today."

"It's kind of crazy, I know." Bian Yan stirred the cheese and cheese with a spatula, and led Chi Shu to walk a few steps along the cooking table, "But, it's so fun, isn't it, boyfriend."

Chi Shu has now seen it. If Bian Yan flirts with him, what else can he do.

Chi Shu's heart began to thrash wildly, and he began to grab Bian Yan's clothes indiscriminately, with an anxious tone in his voice: "Let's stop eating, can we just skip it?"

"I've done it all." With a triumphant smile in his eyes, Bian Yan scooped up a little bit with a spoon, let it cool down, and brought it to Chi Shu's mouth, "Try it, and see if it's mild or not."

Chi Shu lost his temper a little. He opened his mouth and turned his face away: "Don't try this, I want to test whether you are light or not."

The old tree blooms and the old tree blooms, but when it really happened, I felt ashamed and ashamed when I said it in the end.

In fact, I was disgusted and ashamed to hear these words, but when I thought about those things later, the restlessness in my bones was brought up, and I was ready to move to suppress the shame.

If Chi Shu keeps flirting like this, he won't eat this meal.

Bian Yan took a long breath, pushed Chi Shu's hand away, patted him, and changed the topic: "Sit there and wait, I'll bring the pot."

Both of them could feel the atmosphere floating around, and brought it up, but before they reached the top, Chi Shu couldn't be in a hurry, so he sat down at the table obediently, watching Bian Yan put the small stove on the stove, set the tableware set it up.

Start their first serious meal.

Bian Yan turned down the heat a bit, and the cheese soup in the pot was just bubbling and bubbling, which sounded very warm.

Bian Yan handed the special fork to Chi Shu and asked, "Listen to music or watch a movie?"

"Listen to the music first, and then watch the movie after eating." Chi Shu quickly made a decision.

Today is definitely more than just eating.

Bian was tired of Yemen Qinger in his heart, why did Chi Shu plan that those little things in his heart would only become more violent, and didn't say anything else, even connected to the speaker and turned on the song list he had prepared.

They are all soothing tunes, coupled with the singer's hoarse and rustling voice, turning the provocative words into a warm fragrance floating in the air.

After eating this meal, Chi Shu really didn't remember what it tasted like and what food he ate, but only remembered that Bian Yan's eyes were very bright, like a dark river under a river, surrounded by mist, Little by little, it will unknowingly bring you into it and lock you up.

When Chi Shu felt a little bit, the two had already entered Bian Yan's room, ready to start choosing movies.

Bian Yan spread two layers of blankets under the bay window, took Chi Shu and sat there, stretched his arms around him and asked, "What do you want to see?"

"I don't know." With whiskey added to the cheese fondue, Chi Shu felt a little drunk, leaned over and sprayed his breath on the side of Bian Yan's neck, "You can choose, I can do it."

After talking, Chi Shu didn't know what he thought of, before he said he giggled: "Short, Boss Bian."

shorter.

It's not that he doesn't understand this hint, this sentence, together with Chi Shu's breath, sprayed a piece of warmth on the side of his neck.

Bian Yan also reached out and rubbed the same place on Chi Shu's neck, and kissed the top of his hair with the tip of his nose searching for the fragrance in the hair tip.

"Then stop watching movies and watch dramas."

"Okay," Chi Shu reached out and grabbed Bian Yan's collar, and sent himself into his arms. Smelling the unique scent of tobacco on his body, he opened his mouth and exhaled.

The salty sweetness of the cheese is the first to disperse, and the ups and downs of the whiskey spread its cruel minions to devour it, but in the next second it is suppressed by the smell of tobacco with hot body temperature, blending in the violence.

Whiskey and Tobacco.

Chi Shu suddenly remembered the first time he and Bian Yan met.

It was at this moment that Chi Shu knew what to watch, and what to watch.

Not those ambiguous and sweet ones, but exclusive ones between adult males, with rhythmic and violent aesthetics.

"Bian Yan," Chi Shu leaned on Bian Yan's chest, reached out to swipe and type on his mobile phone, and looked at the display on the interface and said, "Look at this."

Bian Yan looked at the bloody gangster displayed on the interface, and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Look at this?"

"Well, isn't the sixth season coming out soon? Let's review it." Chi Shu reached out and clicked on it, and chose the fifth episode.

If you really want to rewatch, you should start watching the first episode.Bian Yan thought about it for a while, but this was a movie many years ago, and he couldn't think of what the fifth episode was about.

But it doesn't matter, Chi Shu must have his intentions, so he can just follow along.

From the beginning of the plot, there is a familiar taste, the elegant three-piece British suit, the newsboy hat that hides violence and wildness, and the cool gray tone reveals the decay of the industrial society.

During the recap, Bian Yan went out and brought in whiskey and a cigarette case, lit a stove of oil lamp at hand, rolled a cigarette while hugging Chi Shu, put it in his mouth and inhaled to light it, and then turned around and lit it When it reached Chi Shu's mouth, he rolled another one and lit it with Chi Shu's tail.

The struggle between the Razor Party and the police station was still going on. Chi Shu rested his head on Bian Yan's shoulders and neck, his hot and hard chest was behind him, and the shadow in front of him was a bit too bright in the darkness. The changes hit the sensitive eyeballs.

The deep and round British accent was accompanied by the pattering rain outside the window around his ears, Bian Yan's breathing and heartbeat rolled in his blood, Chi Shu took a sip of whiskey and raised his hand to bring Bian Yan's neck down, and raised his head Pass the wine over.

"It's too choking, I don't like to drink it." Chi Shu grinned, "But I want to taste it again."

Bian Yan hummed in a low voice, pecked his lips, and indulged in this unreasonable trouble.

The smoke diffused and lingered in the closed room, and the choking whiskey was fragrant and sweet between the lips of the two.

The shredded tobacco is burning, the plot on the curtain is being performed, Tommy followed Grace back home, and the slow piano sound gradually started.

Chi Shu glanced at the plot, stood up propped up, and said together with Tommy in the film: "We could still dance."

In fact, Chi Shu stood a little wobbly, his figure covered the curtain, and the light radiated from his side. Looking up, he could only see the raindrops reflected on the window slipping between his brows and eyes.

But it doesn't matter.

Bian Yan took the hand he offered, stood up with his strength, put an arm around his waist, pressed against his forehead, and swayed and danced with him in the hazy smoke.

During the rotation, Chi Shu glanced at the curtain, looked at the actors on it, and suddenly thought of something, reached out and pinched the back of Bian Yan's head, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't fuck with the Peaky Blinders?"

Not angry, Chi Shu's tone was ridiculed, Bian Yan knew that this was the previous account to be settled.

Bian Yan smiled softly and said, "I was wrong, Teacher Chi. I shouldn't have rejected you like that."

"The apology is insincere." Chi Shu touched his brow bone, and blew on him, "Boss Bian, let's be more practical."

Light and shadow hit their faces one by one, hitting the intersecting breath of the two, the sound of the piano began to speed up and become more urgent, and the rain began to intensify. Like the protagonists in the plot, the two began to taste the emotional outburst after being extremely depressed happy.

The moon hangs outside the window, and the hazy brilliance sweeps over the eyelids. Turn it over and look at the floor covered with soft light. The moonlight spreads on it like a shallow river floating with broken silver, following the rhythm one by one shaking.

In the sky and on the ground, Bian Yan, as the leader of Chi Shu's entire world, is shaking with his rhythm.