Chen Chen and Shen Qingyou

The weekends in Nancheng are always very lively. Although the temperature is already below zero, the streets at night are still crowded with people.From Shen Qingyou's point of view, the colorful lights shone through the white air exhaled by the winter women's mouths and shone on their faces. They were all white and delicate, with the same uniform attire.But the same white and delicate, the same attire disgusted him, because they were exactly the same.There is no shortage of scantily clad women. Not far away, there is such a woman standing outside the bar door under the ambiguous light. She is wearing a deep V-neck slim cropped sweater, a seductive purple shawl, and ten centimeter skirts on her feet. Boots, bare thighs were wantonly exposed to the air, as if those legs were not hers.Through the crowd, Shen Qingyou looked at her. She half-closed her eyes and looked at Shen Qingyou, with a charming smile and rolling eyes.Shen Qingyou lifted her chin slightly, and slightly hooked the corner of her mouth towards her, and the plain girl's smile stopped.Because it only takes that one smile to win or lose.

Shen Qingyou looked at her, as if he wanted to see her soul through her eyes.The electrified peach blossom eyes are not sentimental, as people say, they look bright.There was a trace of sarcasm, a trace of disgust, and it was like the smile of the Buddha beads that have escaped from the mortal world to comfort all beings.We always do things with purpose, or every frown, or every action, or a certain behavior that we have persisted for a long time.However, some people are able to see through all your intentions from your very first action. He may secretly ridicule, or secretly laugh. If you believe it, he may also cheer and applaud you. Shen Qingyou looks on coldly. The destination is him, and he may also be mocking.

Shen Qingyou doesn't like women, whether it's psychological or physical.Everything cannot be absolute, and there are women who are not pretentious, not greedy for vanity, and are self-reliant. They are strong enough to protect those around them.Shen Qingyou has met such a person before.But in his eyes, most women are extremely weak species that need the protection of others. They act softly, or pretend to be angry, or pretend to be innocent, in exchange for the love and compromise of others, so that others can meet their own needs .So he doesn't like it.It's not because he's gay that he has to criticize him, it's just pure disgust.

Ignoring this scene, Shen Qingyou was still in a good mood. After walking through the noise along the way, Shen Qingyou sat in the small noodle shop he often went to.The shop owner enthusiastically wiped the table for him, and the proprietress put mineral water by his hand as usual.Shen Qingyou would settle his dinner at this small noodle shop every weekend, for three years, no matter it was windy or rainy, it never stopped.Both the boss and the proprietress are very kind middle-aged people, so the things they make are always soft.The noodles came up quickly, but it was different from the past, longevity noodles. "Boss, why is it Changshou noodles?" Shen Qingyou asked with a smile, with a cool voice that could easily lower one's anger.The boss smiled heartily, waved his hand, and looked like a general, "Didn't you leave your ID card that day? I saw your birthday and wrote it down." Shen Qingyou suddenly remembered that he had just entered the present The company has all the documents, but he left his ID card behind. When he came back to get it, it was already a bit late. After thinking about it, he found another company, so he came to the small noodle restaurant, intending to go back after eating, but I left my ID card at the noodle shop again.Unexpectedly, the boss actually remembered it.

"Then, thank you." Shen Qingyou smiled, her eyes were soft, and she didn't know who caught them.

Shen Qingyou was waived by the boss as a matter of course, and was told to go out with friends to have fun, and then he continued to wander on the way home. He felt a little warm in the freezing weather. .

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the street vendors were still selling.Among them, there are also college students who come out to work part-time.Fu Yanqi was one of them. Shen Qingyou was wearing a bright red padded coat, a white scarf, and black slim trousers, looking handsome and tall, with red lips and white teeth like a white-faced boy.Walking towards him.

"Handsome guy, do you need a mobile phone holder?" Fu Yanqi stopped him and asked, the classmates who were with him were all surprised, because Fu Yanqi had never done this before, he was half a head shorter than Shen Qingyou, and he had to tilt his head slightly to see his Eyes, Shen Qingyou's eyes are black and white, with glass-like light but calm as water, and then he seems to smile, looking at him with a bit of humor, not a very malicious smile, as if he is pampering a child .

"Is it home delivery?" Shen Qingyou asked with a smile in her voice.When he said this, a group of college students were stunned, and some of them thought, oh shit, just buy a broken bracket and deliver it to your door.Soon Fu Yanqi surprised them again. "Yes, please leave your address and phone number." Shen Qingyou smiled even more, asked him to take the paper, left his phone number and address, paid the money, and was about to leave when Fu Yanqi pulled his arm.

"Hey, what's your name? My name is Fu Yanqi."

"Shen Qingyou."

"It's nice to hear." Fu Yanqi continued, ignoring the stunned classmates behind him, watching people with this usual aggressive Gao Lengquan, right?The voice of the people.

"Okay, is there anything else?" Shen Qingyou asked with a smile.

"It's fine, why don't you make friends." Fu Yanqi grinned.

Shen Qingyou: "..."

"I don't just want to be friends with someone I just see on the street." Fu Yanqi explained.

"it is good."

With just one word, Fu Yanqi couldn't be happier.

Suddenly their business improved, and Fu Yanqi had to go to help, so he had to say goodbye.Shen Qingyou nodded and melted into the crowd, Fu Yanqi looked at him until he was no longer in sight.

"What the hell is going on with you?" A classmate bumped into him and said. "I usually don't care about people, why are you so active today?"

Fu Yanqi snorted twice and said, "Isn't this for business?"

The classmate was annoyed and laughed, "Just pretend it's a fucking thing."

The room was cold, Shen Qingyou turned on the light, put on slippers, the TV was still on, probably forgot to turn it off when he went out, exaggerated laughter came out, inexplicably making people feel empty.A very simple one bedroom and one living room, the first impression is that it is empty. In the living room, there is a pure white finger sofa, a transparent coffee table, and a hanging LCD TV. There is no decoration on the white wall, not even a trace of it. There are no other traces.There was nothing on the coffee table, Shen Qingyou was stuffed on the sofa, with a cigarette in his mouth, eyes closed, the white smoke made his face a little more confused and pale.He was quietly, as if he was thinking about something, as if he was asleep, and if you didn't look at his slightly rising and falling abdomen, he seemed to be dead.The dry and cold wind blowing in on a winter night made him feel cold. After thinking about it, he got up and went back to his room.

With the curtains closed, he lay on the bed. The quilt was very cold in winter, and it made him shiver slightly when it touched his skin. There was a black hair dryer on the ancient wood-colored drawer next to the bed. The warm wind passed through the fingers and entered the quilt, accelerating the heating of the quilt, and the humming sound of the hair dryer echoed in the room.This is Shen Qingyou's own way of heating, with the sound of breaking the silence.The comfort of the quilt directly touching the skin was very comfortable, but he still couldn't sleep.Listening to the humming sound of the hair dryer, he felt peaceful.He closed his eyes and thought about the big and small things that happened today, but he felt that nothing happened, except for the bowl of longevity noodles and the shop owner.

When his thoughts wandered to the sky, the phone rang suddenly, an unknown number, Shen Qingyou looked at it and turned it off.The room returned to silence in an instant.