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In Ge Chuyun's eyes, the fleece sweater that had no aesthetic value was unexpectedly soft when it was attached to his face, like a baby's face with fluff, warm and hot air permeated outward, bringing There was a faint smell of cigarettes, probably because Ji Mingchen had been in his room for too long, and it had picked up the smell.

The smell of smoke soothed his irritable nerves very well. As soon as he stuck it on, he immediately lost the courage to struggle to get up. Soon, his arms seemed to have lost their mobility, hanging limply along Ji Mingchen's shoulders. He got down, and his fingertips played with the swaying weeds on the ground.

The sky became brighter, and the dense clouds spit out the stars and moon that had been swallowed up, and even one or two small stones mixed in the barley poles were clearly discernible.

Ge Chuyun suddenly remembered that Ji Mingchen poked his head in from the door and said that he wanted to watch Xingyun with him, so he couldn't help but look up at the sky.

The starlight in the Tibetan area is really outstanding, each star is extremely bright, and when combined with the wisps of cloud tails, when they blend together, they refract various unpredictable colors in the water vapor, which really shocked him a little. I also understand why Ji Mingchen is so persistent in telling him to go out.

"Don't say it, it's really pretty." He praised from the bottom of his heart, and didn't say anything harsh.

"Me?" Ji Mingchen asked him seriously.

"Talking about the stars, why are you so stupid?" Ge Chuyun clicked on him.

"Then do I look good?" Ji Mingchen asked again.

"What?"

"Am I good-looking? Which one is better, me or Xing Xing?" Ji Mingchen continued to ask after him.

"Are you childish or not?"

Ji Mingchen still didn't give up. He pressed Ge Chuyun's back to prevent him from hiding. While asking, he moved his face closer and rubbed Ge Chuyun's chin like a kitten, scratching his face with beard stubble. Go, but also relieve the itching.

Ge Chuyun was so tired of him that he couldn't hold his face any longer, while pushing him with his elbow, he muttered perfunctorily, "It looks good, looks good, you are the best looking."

When he lowered his head again, Ji Mingchen raised his face and smiled at him.

In fact, he is not as handsome when he smiles with his face crossed, the corners of his mouth are grinning, revealing a lot of naive energy, only those eyebrows and eyes that usually look fierce and vicious, become very gentle after being filled with love.

And tenderness is the most greedy scourge in this world, it will devour all homeless people.

The feeling of being swallowed is like being completely covered by the sea water, continuing to fall, the buoyancy gradually offsets the self-weight, leaving only an unparalleled sense of relaxation, as refreshing as drunk.

Ge Chuyun lost his mind, his consciousness seemed to be able to control his body, and he felt more and more light in his body, as if it was not Ji Mingchen's hand that was pressing on the back of his neck, but dozens of hydrogen balloons were tied.

This eerie sense of relief made him both happy and frightened, and he couldn't help reaching out to wrap his arms around Alpha's broad shoulders in front of him.

"It's almost dawn, let's go."

He grabbed Ji Mingchen's wrist and walked up the winding dirt road.

Leaving the wrecked car in the lake, letting the tires sink in the mud, dragging all the old shit down, down.

The car that Ji Mingchen drove out was easy to find. He thought that something happened to Ge Chuyun, and he was in a hurry to get down. He didn't bother to close the door, and the light inside the door was blinking orange.

This car is still a small car he borrowed from the doorman of the resort. The hotel's name and logo are spray-painted on the body. When he borrowed the car, he said he would return it in an hour and mortgaged his wallet and ID card. If Mr. Doorman is still awake, he is probably pointing at his ID card photo and scolding him.

Make a good apology tomorrow, he thought, but he didn't want to bother with that right now.

"Where are we going?" He looked at Ge Chuyun's profile and asked.

"Anything." Ge Chuyun buckled up his seat belt skillfully, and added at the end, "Anywhere is fine except going back."

I don't know if it's because of the lack of coat. His back looks a little hunched, and his shoulders are also buckled inward. The hairspray has lost its qualitative effect, and a few locks of hair hang down freely, and the ends of the hair are on the edge of the cheekbones. Shaking, looking rather haggard.

The yellowed whites of the eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the eyes were also black and blue, and even the circle of stubble on the jaw line was no longer neat, and there were a few stubbles gathered crookedly, probably caused by him just now.

Same angle, same profile, same person.

Time and space seem to be turned upside down and back to the summer nine years ago. The black business car, the slowly lowering windows, the man's exquisite side profile, the straight suit with a brooch, the sideburns lifted by the draft, and the mouthful Creamy ice cream.

The 26-year-old Ge Chuyun is like a god who suddenly landed in his boyhood, powerful and elegant, he came on a black flood dragon flying straight up into the sky, and took him away from the hot summer like the apocalypse.

But today's temple is flooded, and it's his turn to drive Noah's Ark to rescue his fallen gods.

"The boat is about to sail." He thought so, and when he looked ahead, his eyes became extremely firm.

"Are you crazy?" Ge Chuyun gave him a sideways look.

Rescuing the secondary disease may sometimes be a matter of one sentence.

Ji Mingchen bit his nose resentfully, pretended nothing happened, and turned his head to pull his seat belt out.

But that didn't stop him from being in a good mood tonight.

"When my work this year is over, I don't need to control my weight anymore. Let's go have a good meal together?"

The happiest thing he can think of now is to eat something high in carbohydrates and high in fat with Ge Izuyun that makes people happy.

Ge Chuyun just gave a vague "hmm" and said after a while: "Don't go out to eat, come to my house. I'll make it for you."

Ji Mingchen's hand on the seat belt stopped suddenly, and he raised his head and stared at Ge Chuyun closely.

Feeling doubts, Ge Chuyun raised his eyebrows immediately, and rubbed the mustache on his lips impatiently, "Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I look like I can't cook? Don't underestimate people, smelly Boy! I think I worked as a chef in the most famous big hotel in Tokyo back then. Although I haven’t turned on the fire for many years, cooking is like driving a car. Once I know it, I will never forget it.”

"So is this a confession?"

Ji Mingchen seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage to ask the question that the donkey's head was wrong and the ponytail was wrong. His hands were shaking too much, and he poked the seat belt buckle four or five times before he could get in smoothly.

Whether it's an invitation to come to the house or an offer to cook for the other party, it's ambiguous enough.

Ge Chuyun froze for a moment, but quickly turned his face away.

His eyelids were half down, he didn't look at Ji Mingchen and he didn't make a sound, his lips were drawn into a line, but both sides were curled up alone, he seemed to be smiling, suddenly there were two accentuated nasal voices in the quiet space, and the tip of the drooping eyelashes He also trembled, moved his index finger away from the beard, and shaved the tip of his nose to conceal it.

"It's up to you to understand it." After finishing speaking, he put his head against the window.

The window was cold, and as soon as people approached, it was covered with fog.

"Then I can understand it as I like." Ji Mingchen said with a smile.

The car drove onto the road and headed towards the direction where the sun was about to rise.