let loose

The weather was surprisingly good on the day of the trip, and there was sunshine in the early morning.

The speed of the high-speed train was fast, and the scenery outside the window flashed by, and everything was green. Song Mian curled up on the seat and ate two compressed biscuits.

He went to bed late at night, and casually ate a bowl of instant noodles before going to bed.I woke up this morning and skipped breakfast because of the concave shape.After getting off the high-speed rail and exiting the station, I didn’t have the heart to feel the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, so I went to find a nearby restaurant to fill my stomach first.

It was close to noon at this moment, and the environment of the restaurant was a bit poor. Waves of guests came in, the air was filled with the smell of food, and the restaurant was full of shouts and endless noise.

The dishes in Sushi are sweeter than those in Shanghai.Jiang Zhou only chewed a couple of mouthfuls before putting down his chopsticks. He asked the waiter for a bottle of yogurt and drank it twice regardless of his image.

Seeing this, Song Mian took out a tissue and handed it to him, "What's wrong? Are you not used to it?"

Jiang Zhou wiped his lips clean, furrowed his slender eyebrows tightly, shook his head, his mouth was sweet and sour, and the sweetness in his stomach was not overwhelmed, so he didn't really want to talk.

Song Mian was fed up with milk since he was a child, and he has always been addicted to sweets. No matter how sweet or greasy the dishes are, he can eat them without changing his face. Jiang Zhou watched from the side, his brows furrowed deeply and he admired him at the same time.

"There is sweat on your nose, wipe it off." Between meals, Song Mian pointed to the tip of Jiang Zhou's white nose, so that his fingertips were also stained, making it moist to the touch.

He bent his eyes, put his finger on the back of Jiang Zhou's hand, bent his finger bone, and hooked the blue blood vessel a few times, "Wipe it for me too?"

Far away from school, away from familiar people and things, the world is still noisy, Song Mian seems to be more daring.

The tails of Jiang Zhou's eyes curled up in a beautiful arc, his lips were slightly parted and he said nothing, but his dark eyes were full of meaning, sparkling and infinite.

He slowly folded the paper towels into a square, grabbed Song Mian's slender knuckles and wiped them slowly. After wiping, he held his hands together, palms touching, joints colliding tightly, hidden in the distance of a few centimeters between the two. Between the legs.

Pedestrians outside the station always come and go in a hurry, and they don't know each other. If they look at each other by chance, they may show a kind smile and then pass by.

They quietly held hands in the coming and going.

Today is a sunny day, without the misty and rainy scene mentioned in the book.The city is bustling, blue sky and white clouds, the air is dry, full of grass fragrance.

The scenery of Suzhou City is beautiful, elegant and noble.It is not as majestic as the terracotta warriors and horses, the Forbidden City and other scenes, and there is a lot less sense of oppression and surrender.It's about comfort, a feeling of well-being from the inside out.The sun shining on the body, the breeze blowing in the face, and the swaying branches are all gentle and warm.

Even in November, which is approaching the twelfth lunar month of winter, the river is still as green as blue.

The two listened to the navigation and entered the subway station. There were many people and bustling on weekends. When going down the steps, Song Mian deliberately lagged two steps behind, seemingly unintentionally put his arms on Jiang Zhou's shoulders.

When he got down to the flat ground, his fingers slid down to grab the dangling hexagonal tassels on Jiang Zhou's backpack.

They are going to take Line [-]. Subway stations usually lead in all directions and the lines are complicated. They are both on Line [-]. If you don’t pay attention, you will take the opposite direction.

Turning a corner along the landmark and getting on the elevator, Song Mian stroked the densely packed fine lines on the small black cloth bag, and asked casually, "This tassel is very beautiful, who gave it to you?"

Jiang Zhou turned his head halfway, glanced out of the corner of his eye at the so-called pretty tassel that he didn't even remember, and said, "A friend."

Song Mian's eyes were downcast, something was flickering in his eyes, and he wrapped a few fringes around his fingers, "Oh~ Is it a gift from a friend? Is it a male friend or a female friend?"

His tone is very casual, but the lines between the lines are full of deep meaning.

After getting off the elevator, I walked a few steps. When I looked up, I saw on the display that the train would arrive in 3 minutes.Jiang Zhou simply passed through the sparsely lined pedestrians and entered the bathroom.

The toilets in the subway station are cramped and cramped. Fortunately, they are in public places, and they are cleaned by cleaners every day, so there is no peculiar smell.

Jiang Zhou turned around and faced Song Mian, looking at him quietly.

In fact, as long as Song Mian's actions are not excessive, and he is not moaning unreasonably, Jiang Zhou is usually very happy to condone all his small actions that show his possessive desire, which is so childish and cute.

The light in the bathroom was dim, and there were mottled shadows on both of their faces.The two sides were silent for a moment, Jiang Zhou smiled softly, took off the mask hanging on the right ear, and tapped the brim of the peaked cap on Song Mian's head with his fingers, "Is it important to be a boy or a girl?"

Song Mian didn't dare to look directly at him, so she stood helplessly for a few seconds, then took off her mask, and said, "It's important... right?"

"I said before, you will never have a rival in love. Don't think too much, it's just a cloth bag." Staring at the small round light spot under Song Mian's eyelids, Jiang Zhou said, "For me, it may still be It's not as good as a sneeze you accidentally sneezed to attract my attention. It is dispensable, and your every move can affect my emotions, understand?"

"Then can you throw it away?" Song Mian's ears turned red from his confession, but she still couldn't help making a fuss.

Jiang Zhou took off the cloth bag in twos and put it into Song Mian's hand, saying, "You can use it again, but you can't throw it away. You can't dislike things given by others out of love, and you can't throw them around. Respect is the basic principle." etiquette."

Song Mian lowered her eyelashes, looked at the cloth bag and pondered for a while, then squeezed it tightly, "Then what do you give it to me?"

Jiang Zhou tightened his backpack, "You and I have the closest relationship, since you don't like me carrying it, then I will leave it to you, but you are not allowed to throw it away."

Outside the voice, the train just arrived at the station.The two walked out of the bathroom. Fortunately, this station was the third station of Line [-], and there were not many people. They stepped into the carriage and found a corner seat together.

The two got off at Tayuan Road Station. There was a pet rescue station in the shopping mall. Song Mian placed an order online last night and adopted two small pets in the name of his father.

Jingba promoted this animation film as a key project of the company in the first five years of the company. The related production is in the stage of script discussion. When I received a call from my son, I heard that he was going to do charity work. He didn't even ask what kind of charity it was, and agreed without further ado.

The rescue station is on the far left on the second floor of the shopping mall directly opposite the exit.After getting on the escalator, Jiang Zhou couldn't help asking, "What animal did you adopt?"

When Song Mian mentioned this matter last night, he asked him once, but Song Mian was determined not to reveal it, only saying that he would give him a surprise.

"Secret, you'll definitely like it." Song Mian took off her hat and smoothed her hair, doing a wink in a mysterious way.

Jiang Zhou frowned. After the bed selection incident last night, he didn't quite believe Song Mian's vision, and he had a strong bad premonition in his heart.

It turns out that men's sixth sense is occasionally accurate.

"These two are still little suckling pigs, less than half a month old, and their eyes have only been opened for two days. Take a look."

When the clerk brought out the two suckling pigs in bamboo baskets for Song Mian to check and accept, Jiang Zhou was completely at a loss for words.

The two little guys were humming, their four hooves were pink and tender, they were still bumping when they walked, and they would fall three steps after every two steps.

The style of painting is cute and lovely.Song Mian was very satisfied. He lifted up his jeans, squatted down, stroked a suckling pig's head with one hand, and raised his head to call Jiang Zhou over, "Jiang Zhou, come and see your son."

Jiang Zhou: "..."

son?

"Son?" I don't know if he was overly shocked, but Jiang Zhou felt that his throat was so dry that it was difficult to speak.

Song Mian raised her eyebrows, and pointed to the little suckling pig on the left that was rolling on the ground with its hooves upturned, "Here, this is McDull, your little son." Then she pointed to the little pig that was walking tremblingly on the right, " This, Maiquanquan, your eldest son."

Song Mian pointed to the black spot on Dou Dou's eyes and said, "There is a black birthmark under the tail of Quan Quan. Dou Dou's birthmark is on the eye. Tsk tsk, Dou Dou is so ugly."

Jiang Zhou's throat was blocked again and he couldn't make a sound.

Naoren felt as if [-] tractors were working at the same time, buzzing so loudly that they were about to explode.

The veins on his forehead were all stretched out. He looked at the clerk next to him who was happily talking about all kinds of interesting events about the two little pigs from birth to today, and then looked down at the certain person who was listening with gusto and his eyes were full of love. people.

He felt that he might vomit blood and die in the next second.

"Do you... know what a pig looks like when it grows up?" Jiang Zhou squatted down and asked without hope.

"I know," Song Mian picked up McDull and stuffed it into Jiang Zhou's arms, "But they won't grow very big. I checked, and the Dutch little pigs grow very slowly."

Jiang Zhou was forced to hug a suckling pig, with rejection written all over his face, and asked the most important question, "Are you going to take them home?"

"That's not going to happen." Song Mian lightly flicked the pig's ears on the wheat ring, "Just leave them here, and we can come and visit them on weekends. I don't have a place to raise them at home."

Jiang Zhou heaved a sigh of relief, and tugged at the humming pig's tail, "Well, it's good to raise it here, after all, we have no experience in raising pigs."

I played with my two "sons" for a long time, and after a long time, the clerk brought two contracts, "That's right, since both of you are underage, you need to provide information related to the customer who placed the order to prove your identity before signing the adoption contract." .”

Song Mian rummaged through her schoolbag, and then took out the household registration book.

The clerk took it and looked at it for a while, then said, "Please show your ID card, thank you."

"Is it true that minors cannot be adopted?" Song Mian asked while fumbling for his ID card, "Then when I sign the contract, should I write my father's name or mine?"

"Just sign your name," the clerk said. "Our rescue station is sixteen years old. If you have a direct relative as a guarantor, you are eligible to become an animal guardian, but you signed with your father's ID card last night." Single, so it will be more troublesome."

What a waste.Song Mian scratched her nose in embarrassment.

The clerk worked on the computer for a while, and pushed the adoption contract in front of Song Mian, "Once the adoption contract is signed, our store will donate all the fees you paid last night to the Hope Organization, a total of 30000 yuan. Thank you for your love."

Song Mian: "It should be, this is donated by my boyfriend and I together."

Song Mian pointed to Jiang Zhou beside him, "I just caught up with him, and I wanted to do something to commemorate it."

Jiang Zhou was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth after he realized it.

This is the first time they have openly stated their relationship as a couple after being together. Even in other people's hometowns, the flowers, trees and pedestrians here are all unfamiliar faces.

Uneasy and looking forward to being recognized and blessed.

With a smile on his face, the clerk took a look at Jiang Zhou who was standing there, was amazed by his pretty appearance, and smiled decently.

After politely looking at her, she withdrew her gaze and said, "Thank you for your kindness, and I wish you happiness."

"Thank you, we will." Song Mian grinned, showing her small white teeth, and raised her hand to hook Jiangzhou's hand. The two index fingers hooked together, dangling.

After completing the adoption contract and foster care procedures, the "parent-child time" of a family of four is over.

Before leaving, Song Mian was very reluctant, and insisted on grabbing Jiang Zhou and his two "sons" to take a family portrait before leaving the aid station.

After getting on the subway, the train traveled several stations, crossed from one district to another, and after changing two groups of people around him, Jiang Zhou was completely relieved.

"Doudou is fatter than Quanquan." Looking at the photo of "son" on the phone, Song Mian laughed so hard that she couldn't find it, "Look, look, Doudou's belly is so bulging."

Jiang Zhou glanced meaningfully, and hummed in response.

"Haha, did this Doudou lick your neck? I haven't licked it before, and it got there first. You have to let me lick it back later!"

Jiang Zhou leaned against the iron rod next to the seat, his eyes fixed on Song Mian who was talking to himself.

Today, he accidentally discovered a small advantage of his boyfriend - the cuteness and cuteness that come out from the bottom of his bones, making him seem to be radiant all over.

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