sweet kiss bitter summer

Tan Chen came out from the shadow of the flower stand, his profile was blurred by the dim light, half of a cigarette was held between his fingers hanging by his side, and the spark at the top flickered.

When he saw Liang Luoan in front of him, a trace of astonishment flashed across his face, he hid his hands behind his back, then extinguished the cigarette where Liang Luoan could not see, threw it into the trash can behind the flower stand, and then turned to Liang Luoan He walked in the direction, but seemed to have some scruples, he stood far away.

"Come out for a walk, or eat?" Tan Chen asked first.

"Can I eat here?" Liang Luo'an didn't know.

"sure."

This is an open-air tea restaurant operated by the hotel, but since it is not the peak tourist season recently, the business is not good, so it serves as half of the hotel's subsidiary landscape.

Liang Luo'an was just surprised that it was really possible to eat here, but he didn't express that he wanted to eat something.

But Tan Chen still took him very casually and naturally to the table and chairs under the flower vines, and then left for a while.

A few minutes later, the waiter in the tea restaurant brought a plate, which contained a plate of honey toast and a cup of hot milk.

A warm yellow night light was lit beside the table. Under the light, the crispy toast was golden and attractive, making Liang Luo'an's appetite instantly rebel.

Liang Luoan stared at the food on the plate, and sniffed it with his nose like a small animal. The temptation of the aroma of high-calorie food was irresistible. He carefully forked a piece of cider and dipped it in the condensed milk plate next to him.

The viscous condensed milk dripped continuously from the sharp corner of Sitoshi. Liang Luoan looked at it, but he was not in a hurry to put it into his mouth. Instead, he lifted the fork into the air and drew a star on the blank space of the plate with the condensed milk. pattern.

When the last drop of condensed milk dripped, Liang Luoan's vision was forced to peel off, and he refocused on Tan Chen who was sitting opposite him, and found that he was looking at him seriously, and Liang Luoan immediately realized that Tan Chen was probably already on the sidelines The whole process of his strange behavior just now.

Drawing stars in this way is one of Liang Luoan's strange habits since he was a child.

Even though he and Tan Chen have lived together for so many years, Tan Chen should already be familiar with it, but Liang Luo'an still feels very embarrassed by it at this moment.

After all, this kind of behavior looks very naive, and it is easy to be misunderstood. He still hasn't matured in the past seven years.

Maybe he didn't.

Liang Luo'an thought this way in self-defeating, he suddenly felt a little frustrated, lowered his head, stuffed the corner of Sitoshi, which he had just used as a paintbrush, into his mouth, and began to chew depressedly and silently.

The night wind blew for a while, passing through the gaps in the flower vines covering the fence, the leaves trembled and then calmed down, and the surrounding air gradually became quiet.

At this moment, Tan Chen spoke suddenly, which made Liang Luo'an nervous.

He originally thought that Tan Chen would express his opinion on his behavior just now, and he was ready to lose face, but Tan Chen didn't.

Tan Chen just said: "You look like you are really hungry, it seems that I should take you to dinner."

He gently and kindly handed Liang Luo'an the cup of hot milk, "Drink some milk and let it go.

If it's not enough, if there's anything else you want to eat, I'll go get some more. "

Liang Luo'an looked up at Tan Chen, took a sip from the warm milk cup, shook his head, expressing that he didn't need anything else to eat.

He forked another cider and dipped it in condensed milk, but this time he ate it without drawing a star on the plate.

When he was about to fork up the third cider, Tan Chen suddenly said nonsense.

"I only smoke occasionally, I don't have an addiction and I can quit anytime," he said.

"……Oh."

Liang Luo'an didn't understand the reason why Tan Chen said these words, so he had no choice but to respond indiscriminately.

He really doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, and he doesn't know how and when Tan Chen learned to smoke.

But he is no longer qualified to ask questions, and Tan Chen has no need to explain to him.

It's just that he heard some faint tension in Tan Chen's voice, so he comforted Tan Chen: "Actually, it doesn't matter, smoking alone doesn't mean anything.

Just like my father also smokes, but my father will still treat me very well, and I still love my father very much. "

"I will too."

Tan Chen's voice was so small that Liang Luo'an almost thought he heard it wrong, but even if he didn't, Liang Luo'an couldn't understand what Tan Chen said, what would happen to him.

Before he had time to think about it, Liang Luo'an heard Tan Chen say again: "I will never smoke again in the future."

"Ah, okay."

Liang Luo'an couldn't understand Tan Chen's fickle thinking, probably smart people have their own considerations, but he didn't want to look too stupid, so he said along the way: "It's better not to smoke, it's healthier."

Tan Chen said "um" and smiled, as if Liang Luo'an's boring words made him happy.

They also talked about some work matters, Tan Chen briefly talked about the work arrangement for the next few days, Liang Luo'an listened carefully, chewing mechanically, and there was only the last piece of cider on the plate.

"After work, if you want, you can go home and have a look."

Tan Chen and Li Yun said the same thing, "This is not far from Fengchao City, it takes half an hour by car."

Liang Luo'an remembered that the last time he went home was the Spring Festival holiday, and if conditions allowed, he really wanted to go back to see his parents, so he told Tan Chen honestly: "I think so too."

"I know."

Tan Chen smiled, "Otherwise I wouldn't have brought you here."

Liang Luo'an didn't understand the other meanings of Tan Chen's words, and he seriously promised: "I just go back and have a look, it won't delay work, and it won't delay for a long time."

"It's ok.

There are still a few days of vacation after the business trip. If you want to stay at home, I can wait for you and go back together after the vacation is over. "

"... Tan Chen."

Liang Luo'an put down the fork in his hand, and opened his mouth with some hesitation: "You, do you want to go home and have a look together?" Speaking of which, when Tan Chen left at that time, he not only left Liang Luo'an, but also did not even return home. back.

Parents probably have a grudge against this, and they have hardly mentioned Tan Chen in the past seven years, but Liang Luo'an thinks that even if they don't mention it, their parents should still miss Tan Chen.

Tan Chen opened his mouth, showing a hesitant expression that Liang Luo'an would rarely find on his face, and finally lowered his eyes, shook his head, and said, "Forget it."

"I can accompany you to Fengchao City by car, but I still won't go home."

Tan Chen laughed at himself, and said lonely, "Uncles and aunts probably won't welcome me either."

Liang Luo'an looked at Tan Chen's expression, and suddenly wanted to say something impulsively to Tan Chen, for example, don't think like this, or that his parents miss Tan Chen as much as he does.

But Tan Chen didn't give him a chance.

"Have you finished eating?" Tan Chen's eyes turned a little red when Liang Luoan didn't see it, but he still said nonchalantly, "There's one more piece, don't you want to eat it?" Liang Luoan said Being blocked in his throat, it seemed that some strong feeling was fermenting in his body, like the huge air pressure produced by a balloon bursting, which made him feel stuffy and uncomfortable.

He suddenly lost his appetite, swallowed meaninglessly, and said to Tan Chen apologetically, "I can't eat anymore, what a pity."

"It's not a pity, as long as you eat well."

Tan Chen sat on the seat and said to Liang Luo'an: "If you want to go back to your room, go first, go to bed early, and get up early tomorrow."

Hearing what Tan Chen said, Liang Luo'an didn't move immediately.

His body froze on the seat, he just blinked helplessly, as if a layer of fog was covering his face, he couldn't see clearly, his eyes were only confused.

To be precise, from the moment he saw Tan Chen again, this kind of confusion continued to intensify, and he became strange because of it.

Liang Luo'an felt that his heart was like a pool of muddy water. He had to work hard to calm down, reconcile with himself, and separate himself from his habits. Only after years of precipitation could he become less chaotic.

Even if it was not Tan Chen's original intention, Liang Luo'an had to admit that it was really easy for Tan Chen to disturb him.

For example, suddenly returning to his life, looking at him with eyes that Liang Luoan didn't understand, saying things that Liang Luoan couldn't understand, or treating him in all the ways that Liang Luoan was familiar with.

But whenever he saw Tan Chen's eyes, Liang Luo'an would easily become unable to think. He couldn't figure out all the puzzling questions, but he really knew one thing.

Tan Chen is sad.

Tan Chen will also be sad.

"Go back, the night wind is very cold."

Tan Chen used that familiar tone again, and Liang Luoan didn't dare to say in the usual tone again, "Let me take you back."

"No."

Liang Luoan rejected him.

Tan Chen seemed a little surprised, he had that look on his face again, paused, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay."

Liang Luo'an lowered his head, avoiding Tan Chen's gaze, trying to make his departure more straightforward, but his eyes still lost control, and the moment he stood up, they floated to Tan Chen's body.

Tan Chen picked up the already cold sidos with a fork, hanging above the plate with a corner dripping with condensed milk as he did just now, and was silently drawing.

Liang Luoan saw two stars.

The author has something to say: The resentment of the hungry author updating in the middle of the night.