High point

After spending the whole afternoon in bed, fortunately, Huo Siwei still expressed some kind of begging for mercy to Su Ling, and the two of them were able to go out for dinner together, but in the end, Huo Siwei helped Su Ling wear the clothes.

Of course, the clothes in the morning can't be worn anymore. Huo Siwei has ordered others to send some clothes for young people to come over, pick and choose according to his taste, and put them on for Su Ling. A well-tailored white T-shirt. It is printed with a black and gray rice logo, with a pile of reversed German written underneath, loose cropped trousers with gray and blue checks, and a pair of simple canvas shoes for bare feet, with some checks on the heel.

Su Ling looked at Huo Siwei in the floor-to-ceiling mirror and looked at herself. There was a satisfied smile on his lips, and he couldn't help laughing: "Do I have to wear this? I think people think I'm pretending to be young."

Huo Siwei rubbed his soft hair: "Nonsense, you are small."

Su Ling watched as he put on a black loose T-shirt with nothing on it, and army green slacks underneath - interestingly, like Su Ling, he also wore a pair of soft-soled canvas shoes.

Su Ling was stunned: "It's the first time I see you dressed like this." Huo Siwei was originally tall, and most of the muscles he had trained in the gym all year round were hidden in the loose clothes, revealing some simple and powerful lines. It's hard to take your eyes off it.To be honest, I'm used to seeing him in decent and elegant business attire, and seeing him in this kind of clothes is really...fresh.After getting rid of the crisp shirt with delicate cuff buttons and crisp suit trousers, he still looks so charming - a taste only available at his age - mellow and unobtrusively reserved and calm.

Horsway kissed his forehead, pulled him up, and said, "It's not about cooperating with the young artists around me."

Su Ling is now immune to his teasing, "Ha" laughed at himself, and the two walked out the door.

The two of them were not in a hurry to go to those high-end restaurants, but walked slowly along the road next to the hotel. Under the dimly lit night, the charm of this city was revealed little by little.

Su Ling's thoughts were a little far away. He remembered that before the last time they went to sea, the two of them seemed to have gone through such a distance after dinner. It's just that Su Ling didn't know Huo Siwei well at that time, not to mention that he just regarded it as a special entertainment that day. ——Two men in shirts and trousers, walking on the street, have no interest at all.

Although Su Ling's hometown is considered a big city, it is not crowded at all, and there are not so many people on the streets.If the night in Beijing is like a charming courtesan, then the night in this city is like a lazy young lady.

It is reasonable to say that Su Ling has been staying in Beijing since college, and he is considered half a Beijinger, but he always feels like a "Beijinger". Of course, it does not mean that Beijing is a city that excludes xenophobia. On the contrary, Beijing is very majestic. It's very tolerant, but because it's too big, I always feel that I can't fit in, and I can't find my place anywhere.Therefore, although Su Ling couldn't hear a southern accent, he had nothing to do with Beijing dialect, it was just standard Mandarin.

In the past six months in his hometown, Su Ling has felt a long-lost sense of belonging. He didn't have such a strong feeling before, probably because he has been wandering in Beijing for a long time. Now he feels very comfortable with this place, and there are benefits from both sides. , no matter what, this is always home.

The two walked side by side slowly for a while. The hotel is in the city center, and it leads in all directions when you go out. Su Ling introduced some famous roads and squares here to Hosway. Hosswei asked him: "Are you hungry, baby?" What do you want to eat, let's go directly to eat."

Su Ling tilted his head to look at him: "Huo, do you want to eat seafood?" Although he must eat a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas, this is a seaside city after all, and the seafood should taste good.

Huo Siwei said: "Don't eat those, pick something you like." Huo Siwei has long known that Su Ling doesn't like seafood very much, so how could he be willing to accompany him to eat something he doesn't like.

Su Ling lowered his head and thought for a while, and then thought of a place: "I don't want to waste time on those dinners, we have eaten a lot, why don't we go to have some snacks? There is a snack street in the south of the city, right by the sea. Far, but a bit far from here. Shall we take a taxi there?"

Huo Siwei smiled at him with childish excitement, looked at him lovingly, and said, "I will give up my life to accompany the gentleman." After speaking, he pulled into a car and heard Su Ling tell the driver the location.

The driver agreed enthusiastically, and then asked the two guests who looked like male models from a picture book with an accent: "Are you two guests from other places? Not many people know this place."

Su Ling looked at Huo Siwei, who was a little puzzled, and smiled, "I grew up here." Big brother Suhang used to be a diner, so he wouldn't know which corner of this city has delicious food? "Master, put on the radio."

The master agreed, and he turned his head and smiled at Huo Siwei in a low voice: "Is it a bit difficult to listen to Mandarin here?"

Horsway nodded slightly as not to offend the driver, and said in a low voice, "You don't have an accent."

Su Ling said: "At home, my parents mainly speak Mandarin. Neither my elder brother nor I can speak dialect, but we both understand it."

Thinking of one thing, Su Ling signaled Huo Siwei to wait a moment, took out the mobile phone from his pocket, and directly dialed a familiar number: "Hello, Mom. Well, it's okay for these two days, I'm playing outside with him ...Well, at noon tomorrow, do you think it's okay, if it's convenient for you. Well, I know, see you tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Su Ling said to Huo Siwei: "My mother asked us to go home for a light meal at noon tomorrow, can you... can you?"

Huo Siwei looked at Su Ling clearly: "Well, it's up to you to decide, you told her." It's not a question.

Su Ling lowered his head, turned the phone in his hand, and said, "I said it half a year ago."

Huo Siwei held his shoulder: "I'm afraid you will be burdened, but I actually want us to have fun for a few days before I mention it to you. This time I have a task. My mother asked me to take you home and have a meal with the whole family." .Shuiyun..."

Su Ling interrupted him, but his voice was quite calm. He knew what he was going to say: "It's okay, she is your sister, and she will have to face it sooner or later. I'm not as narrow-minded as you think."

Huo Siwei took his mobile phone and held his hand tightly: "Xiao Ling, you agreed?!"

Su Ling wrinkled her nose slightly, then looked at Huo Siwei, and said slowly: "Ask my mother at the dinner table tomorrow, she promised me that she has no objection."

Huo Siwei's confident voice came into their hearts: "I will do well. You can trust me again and give yourself to me."

This...Su Ling glanced at the driver who was concentrating on driving, and coughed dryly. He felt that this scene was a bit...romantic, Huo Siwei said this, as if he had promised him a marriage proposal, he nodded and did not speak any more .

Huo Siwei held his hand even tighter, Su Ling knew that he restrained the desire to put his hand to his mouth and kiss.Huo Siwei seems to love his fingers very much, always saying that his hands are beautiful, but Su Ling thinks it's nothing to look at for himself, it's quite ordinary, probably because beauty is in the eye of the beholder.