cry one let me see

Song Mingyi's heart trembled hotly from the teardrops from Ruan Jun.

The distance between them was not too close, but Song Mingyi had excellent eyesight, and could see the whole picture of Ruan Jun's teardrops being pushed away by the soft fluff on his cheeks, and then rolling down his jaw.

Seeing that Song Mingyi's heart seemed to be soaked in some kind of sweet and slightly sour liquid, he just wanted to reach out and rub Ruan Jun's fair face to see if the feeling was as good as he imagined; He rubbed it into his arms, so that he could feel whether Ruan Jun was as soft as his surname.

But he can't.

Song Mingyi still remembered the word "idol" that Ruan Jun said.Such mellow emotions were not what he expected.

Tears were still rolling down Ruan Jun's eyes, and one or two little hiccups would come out of his mouth from time to time.

Song Mingyi clearly understood that as long as he took a second look, his rationality would completely fall.

Song Mingyi had to find the last ray of reason from the corner, and forced himself to look away from Ruan Jun's face, and landed on the wall behind him.

A waiter passed by with a plate of dishes. Seeing the two people standing at the door of the private room, he looked up and down, with a hint of ambiguity in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was imagining in his head.

Song Mingyi's back was numb from her gaze, he looked back, and happened to meet the gaze of the other party's gossip soul, and then he came back to his senses, took Ruan Jun back to the private room, and closed the door behind him.

"Drink some water." Song Mingyi sighed, and poured a glass of water for Ruan Jun, with helplessness and connivance in his tone.

Drinking water before crying is a recyclable development.

"No, I won't drink." Ruan Jun tried hard to swallow the hiccups, but in the end he stopped talking.

Why are you so wronged?

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he threw it in an unknown corner, his whole being gripped by self-loathing.

Still crying?Still crying? !

This will definitely be hated by the seniors.

He tried his best to hold back the urge to sob, but what he got in return was a sob he couldn't suppress.

With tears in his eyes, he could only see Song Mingyi looking at him without saying a word. He was still holding a water glass in his hand, but there was a distance of more than two steps between them.

Sure enough, he was disgusted, otherwise he wouldn't be so far away from him.

Tried repeatedly but to no avail, Ruan Jun lowered his head, hiccupped again, and mumbled, "Don't drink, except, unless you don't hate me."

Song Mingyi looked at the top of his hair with his head bowed, and suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I don't hate you." He said, "You can talk about it after you drink the water."

Ruan Jun raised his blurred vision from the tears, looked at him with doubts, pursed his lips, and obediently took the water and drank it.

This is good, from the eyes to the cheeks, and then to the lips, they are all soft and moist.

Song Mingyi had already ground his teeth subconsciously from clenched fists.

Cute, soft and want to bite.

Ruan Jun drank most of the water in one breath, and the hiccups were finally stopped.

Song Mingyi glanced at the time on his wrist, thinking to end this fight within 10 minutes, lest others see Ruan Jun like this.He sat down on the sofa, then reached out and patted the side of his side.

Ruan Jun tilted his head slightly, then walked over and sat down.

Very nice.

Song Mingyi sighed inwardly, turned his body slightly, and faced Ruan Jun.As the water vapor in Ruan Jun's eyes gradually dissipated, he could see Song Mingyi's eyes a little more clearly.

There really wasn't any self-hating emotion in it, but something else, slightly confusing and... frightening.

Ruan Jun couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Song Mingyi stared at his transparent eyes soaked in water, and his voice was very soft and low, but it could not be misheard: "I don't hate you. What about you?"

Ruan Jun's reaction just now made him unable to bear a trace of other expectations.If there is no other affection, if it is just admiration, why should Ruan Jun be afraid of being hated by him?

Song Mingyi's black pupils locked on the person in front of him, not missing any expression on his face.If what he waited for was still not the answer he wanted, no matter how difficult it was, he would not hesitate to distance himself again.

Ruan Jun struggled to clean up the self-loathing and self-abandon filling his head. Hearing this, he subconsciously replied, "I don't hate you either."But fortunately, after his sanity returned, he stopped his thoughts in time.

How could Yishen ask such a simple question?

What exactly is he trying to ask?

Ruan Jun stared blankly at Song Mingyi, his mind was spinning fast on the field, but right now he couldn't figure out how to figure it out.

"...I adore you." He said blankly.

Song Mingyi looked at his eyes that were too bright and too clear, and felt that his chest was congested.

It was the same last time.But this time, he didn't want to stop there.Even if he gave up, he should be completely given up.

Song Mingyi took a slow breath, and his chest rose and fell.

He clenched his teeth tightly, staring at a teardrop that lingered on Ruan Jun's cheek but didn't fall for a long time, endured and endured, and finally stretched out his hand to grab Ruan Jun's jaw unbearably, and wiped away the warm teardrop with his thumb.

His fingertips were scorching hot, and Ruan Jun woke up instantly from the scorching heat.

"Just worship?" Song Mingyi stuck his jaw, looking deeply into his eyes.

This kind of gaze was too aggressive, too focused, and too deep, Ruan Jun held his breath for a while, and the blood vessels on his forehead beat violently with his heartbeat.

His skin is literally thin, and a moment of holding his breath can ignite a large area of ​​red.

With the hand stuck on his chin, he couldn't avoid the opponent's gaze, so he could only be forced to look at the opponent.

But he only looked at each other for two or three seconds before subconsciously avoiding the sight.

But the other party's gaze on him was something he had always longed for, so Ruan Jun secretly looked back.

"Huh?" Song Mingyi clenched his fingers, stroking his cheek with his thumb, urging him.

"No, let's not stop..." Ruan Jun paused, but he didn't quite understand what should follow after not only, and he didn't know what to say. After much deliberation, he could only come up with the original argument: " I still want to play with you."

——It’s still the same statement at the beginning.

But Song Mingyi's heart was not as calm as it was at the beginning. Compared with the "self-knowledge" that should distance him, he now has a little more certainty in his chest.

Maybe...he doesn't need to distance himself from Ruan Jun for the time being.

Song Mingyi looked at Ruan Jun for a while.During this period, Ruan Jun remained motionless, like a kitten being grabbed by the back of the neck, obediently being held by Song Mingyi's hand.

——Even if the strength of that hand is very light, it is easy to break free.

A smile slowly appeared on Song Mingyi's lips.

Which straight man would not be angry and avoid being so stuck in the face of the same sex?Which gay is not angry when someone he doesn't like treats him like this?

Song Mingyi had a judgment in his heart, and his movements became bolder. He climbed up his thumb along his chin, stopped not far from the corner of Ruan Jun's lips, and rubbed it ambiguously.

Then he saw with satisfaction that the thin red on Ruan Jun's cheeks instantly deepened, so thick that it was about to ooze out from the pores.

Song Mingyi withdrew his hand appropriately, and patted Ruan Jun on the shoulder: "Go and wash your face, they will be here soon."

Ruan Jun hasn't got his affirmative answer yet, so he doesn't want to just leave like this, sitting on the spot and staring at Song Mingyi with red eyes, his eyes are full of persistence.

Song Mingyi: "...Fight, I will definitely take you to fight."

With his affirmation, Ruan Jun finally felt relieved, left the private room in two steps and went to the bathroom.

At first he just planned to wash his face, but when he looked in the mirror, he was startled by his blushing face and eyes. He splashed cold water for a long time, rubbed it for a while, and did not leave the bathroom until his face and eyes finally returned to normal. .

When Ruan Jun came back, several other people had already arrived.

As soon as Ruan Jun pushed the door, the eyes of several other people immediately followed. Among them, apart from Song Mingyi, Ju Rui was the first to react.

"Senior??" Ju Rui stood up directly, walked up to Ruan Jun in two steps, grabbed Ruan Jun, and brought him to Song Mingyi.

Ju Rui introduced excitedly: "Yishen, this is the senior I told you about before! He is really good at playing DOTA!"

Ruan Jun raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, his ears itch from being praised.He struggled to grab his wrist back, but Ju Rui was immersed in the excitement of meeting his alumni, so he was a little too strong and couldn't break free.

Song Mingyi looked at Ruan Jun's ears that were reddened by a word, and the wrist that he just let Ju Rui hold, his eyes suddenly became dangerous.

Ju Rui shivered for no reason, let go of Ruan Jun's wrist, looked up and saw the central air conditioner on the top, muttered: "Why is this a vent?", and then moved two steps.

"Well, I've known him for a long time." Song Mingyi said.

Zuo Kai stretched his neck, and shouted at the right time: "Ju, are you spreading?! Yishen has commented on KPL several times, how can he not know Langshen? You don't know where this nickname came from? I am so angry that I have reported T-lion twice."

"Oh, oh, that's right!" Ju Rui scratched the back of his head, acting like a fool, and hurriedly pulled Ruan Jun to sit next to him.

This time Song Mingyi quickly snatched Ruan Jun's wrist out of his hands: "He has come early, here is the seat."

Ju Rui didn't think too much, and agreed: "Oh, oh, have a good time!" Then he returned to his seat in a hurry.

At the dinner table, Zuo Kai and Ju Rui were the most active and talked the most, while Song Mingyi and Chu Huang, the oldest among them, talked the least, only occasionally saying a few key words. He only speaks when his name is called.

"I didn't expect it to be a senior..." Ju Rui still sighed a little, "Have you settled the matter with your team? Didn't you say in the group that the contract matter has not been settled yet?"

As soon as he asked this, Ruan Jun remembered the bank card that he failed to pass to Song Mingyi in his purse.

He had previously told Song Mingyi that he could solve it through an unfamiliar WeChat message, but at the door of the private room just now, he could only turn to Song Mingyi for help, and... crying with snot and tears all over his face.

Ruan Jun almost didn't want to recall the scene just now, and was about to confuse it vaguely, when he heard Song Mingyi who was sitting on his left suddenly said, "I've already dealt with it. I just called Jiang Buyou, now Ruan Jun's The contract has been transferred directly to me."

The author has something to say: Zuo Kai said "Ju ah" = "pig ah", a local dialect.