you have to talk to me

Near noon, the sky is still dark in Youning City, which is located in the southwest. When the city enters winter, it will always be gloomy and damp, and the sky will always be dark. Under the rainy sky, pedestrians will always wear a Not to dry, clothes.

In the subway station where Feng Jimeng got off at Dongyu Square subway station, the incandescent lights were so brightly lit that everyone's faces were covered with a pale, light.He was wearing a loose, white letter baseball jacket with a collarless sweater underneath, showing that he was naked, with a slender neck and a short stubble under the baseball cap, and anyone at the back of his head wanted to get a scarf for him He puts on.

Feng Jimeng was unconscious, but he took out his mobile phone to send a message.

Where did I come from?

Lang Yue d mouth.

Feng Jimeng got out of the station and stood on the capital letter D, and looked left and right under the stop sign.

Meng where are you?

Langyue, I haven't arrived yet, wait a minute.

Feng Jimeng put the phone in his pocket, took out the pair of earphones, and stared blankly at the crowd in front of him.

After adding Su Minglang that day, I kept chatting with him.Su Minglang neither took the initiative nor refused, nor was he very enthusiastic nor cold.Feng Jimeng thought very simply that he would occupy more of Su Minglang's time, then he would give it to Yang Fan, and the two who had less time would progress more slowly.Moreover, he wanted to understand Su Minglang. Before, he only thought that understanding his lover would be so urgent, but he never thought that understanding his rival would be even more urgent.

Later, Feng Jimeng thought about Yu Gang's words carefully - it's useless to stop Yang Fan, even if he doesn't like Su Minglang, it won't be his turn.But Feng Jimeng is not as generous as Yu Gang's, "love".Yang Fan also liked him in a certain way, but he just didn't want Yang Fan to be an object of empathy.As long as Yang Fan doesn't like other people's, Yang Fan will like him when he turns 18, and he will soon turn 18.

When Feng Jimeng didn't know how to bring Su Minglang closer, the other party took the initiative to ask him out to play.

About 10 minutes later, Su Minglang came over.He was wearing a fluorescent blue striped black background, a jacket and dark jeans with bangs casually placed on his forehead, with a smiling face moaning and waving at Feng Jimeng, who looked much younger than last time at K, like a schoolboy College Students.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Su Minglang asked, putting his arm on Feng Jimeng's shoulder.

Feng Jimeng immediately turned her head to avoid it.

"Fortunately."

Su Minglang sensed him, and walked forward side by side with him without paying attention, "Go to eat first?"

"Ah."

"What do you want to eat?"

"casual."

Su Minglang smiled, "It's the most difficult thing to do casually."

Having said that, he kept walking the familiar road with Feng Jimeng around those tall buildings in Dongyu Square.Going around to the side entrance of the Starlight Building, he went directly to the top floor from the sightseeing elevator. The waiter in an Italian restaurant, wearing a white shirt and a black vest, led him to the floor-to-ceiling glass wall.

Su Minglang ordered a charcoal-grilled beef tenderloin and foie gras, and handed it to Feng Jimeng's Feng Jimeng.He can't drink too much, so he just ordered a glass of mint water.

Su Minglang waited for the waiter to leave before he said to Feng Jimeng, "Do you know why I asked you out today?"

"do not know."

Su Minglang first raised his eyebrows at Feng Jimeng and smiled.Don't laugh like that, when he was unfeminine, although it is said that he is still in his twenties, he still has a thin, youthful look.But with his single eyelids, when he squints his eyes, he looks like a fox, which is naive, charming and smart.

He took a sip of water, looked at Feng Jimeng with his chin on his hand and said, "Yang Fan confessed his love to me."

Feng Jimeng, who was originally looking outside casually and with wandering eyes, immediately turned to stare at him.

Su Minglang was very satisfied with his reaction and continued, "I haven't replied to him yet because I haven't known him very well since I just met him not long ago."

"They have him in their small group. I'm sure I can't hear the truth from them as friends. But you are as talented as me to join them, and you have a place with Yang Fan. I think you Very honest and sure you won't lie to me so I want to hear your opinion."

Feng Jimeng lowered his head and clasped his index finger holding the glass water glass, scratching the glass wall and said in a muffled voice, "I don't have any opinion."

"How can you not have an opinion? Do you think Yang Fan is good or not? Is he suitable for being a boyfriend?" Su Minglang glanced at Feng Jimeng and analyzed as if talking to himself, "He's pretty handsome. It’s pretty good when it comes down, but I feel that he’s too easy to handle, and Qin Xuan and his friends all say he’s good, but you know no one is perfect, how can everyone say he’s good? I think so. Not quite right."

"Do you like him?" Feng Jimeng stared at the glass of water in his hand feeling a little sour.

"Ok?"

"You said so much, you didn't say whether you like him or not."

"Hey, how could I fall in love so quickly? Now that I say I like it, I just want to have sex. But after the relationship, he is kind to me, willing to pay for me, and spends money on me. I think he will like it. .”

I don't know why Feng Jimeng was a little angry when he heard this. It turned out that the love in Su Minglang's heart was so cheap.

He stared at him, "So the one who is willing to pay for you is qualified to be your boyfriend?"

"That's not it." Su Minglang smiled tolerantly, "You are still immersed in romance and fantasies. As an adult, the basic necessities of the world cost money, and some people are not even willing to spend money on the other party. What are you using it for?"

"Just spend money?"

"There are prerequisites." Su Minglang was sure.

"Then I can chase you too?"

Su Minglang's eyes widened suddenly, his lips parted slightly as if in surprise.

Feng Jimeng continued to speak with indifference, "I can spend money for you to meet your needs, the premise."

Su Minglang suddenly started laughing so much that his shoulders trembled.Feng Jimeng just stared at him, Su Minglang smiled so much that he covered his forehead and said, "Okay, then you go after it." It seemed more like a provocation than a joke.

The waiter who ate more than 2000 yuan in one sitting came to check out and naturally handed the bill to the older party.But Su Minglang looked at Feng Jimeng with his arms folded, with a provocative smile still on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Jimeng took the bill indifferently and settled the bill.

They came down from the top floor and went straight into the Starlight Building.Starlight Building has Ning City, one of the most luxurious landmark buildings, the first floor of the shopping mall is one after another, and the storefronts are all luxury stores.

Su Minglang took advantage of Feng Jimeng's need for a scarf around his neck, so he walked in.He picked out all kinds of clothes and accessories for Feng Jimeng to try on.Feng Jimeng was like a model and let him fiddle with it, but after he matched it, he went to the next store without saying that he bought it.

In the end, Su Minglang bought a fendi, more than 2 for a backpack and a gui, more than 5000 for a wallet, bought a woolen scarf for Feng Jimeng in the middle of the lobby, and more than 400 for the discount area.Of course, Feng Jimeng gave the backpack and wallet, and Su Minglang gave Feng Jimeng the money scarf.

Su Minglang walked up to Feng Jimeng with the bag on his back, turned around and asked him with a smile, "Does it look good?"

At that moment, Feng Jimeng suddenly felt that Su Minglang didn't look like a 27 or [-]-year-old, he looked childish.

"generally."

Su Minglang slowed down, "You have more than 2 people who are not aesthetically pleasing, how can the bag be mediocre."

Su Minglang, who was too lazy to talk about Feng Jimeng, continued to babble, "In the countryside of my hometown, a family planted ten acres of land for a year, and the combined grain and vegetables can only be sold for 5000 yuan."

"You really have a village?"

"Yes. My family members who are no longer going back have also picked me up."

Feng Jimeng is actually someone who doesn't believe that Su Minglang is as familiar with luxury goods as his mother.Feng Jimeng didn't look at it that night, but today Su Minglang's clothes are not cheap.As for the jacket he is wearing now, the brand is at least several thousand, and no intern can afford it.

But Feng Jimeng didn't care about these things, he asked, "Where are you going now?"

"Where do you think the date goes?"

"Dating?"

"Didn't you say you want to chase me?" Su Minglang shook his back, "I'll give you this chance."

Feng Jimeng found it both funny and ironic.At the same time, he was quite relieved that he felt that Yang Fan would not be true. People like Su Minglang were only deceived by the surface. If he knew Su Minglang, he would definitely not like him on the inside.

"Where should we go since the city museum is five stops away?" Su Minglang suggested.

"Ah."

There were quite a lot of people on the subway, and the two stood very close to each other for a while, Su Minglang grabbed Feng Jimeng, but Feng Jimeng subconsciously shook off his hand.

Su Minglang was a little puzzled, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not used to being touched."

"Is there? I can't either?" Su Minglang's face was filled with hypocrisy and disappointment.

Feng Jimeng wanted to say something, but you can't either.But Su Minglang immediately grabbed him again, with his hand and with all his strength so that Feng Jimeng would not throw him away all at once.

"You will get used to it slowly. It's not that people don't like to be liked and touched by people."

The corners of Feng Jimeng's mouth straightened, thinking of retorting, but his body language was already one step ahead, and he subconsciously twitched his hands.Su Minglang turned his head and looked at him with wide-eyed performances, "You said that the one who chased me didn't because he liked me?"

Feng Jimeng didn't move her hands.

He didn't like Su Minglang, even hated him, hated him for his hypocrisy and scheming, and hated him for hooking up with Yang Fan so easily, making him so jealous that he got involved in this disgusting, money transaction.But what he couldn't say could only hold Su Minglang's hand in a numb manner.

There were a lot of people on the subway. There was a tall and handsome young man holding hands generously. Those who looked at this scene in disgust and those who avoided them were also watching curiously and chattering about them.While standing, the corners of the mouths of these two people were slightly raised with expressionless faces, and they smiled speciously.