I just want to hold a hand [entertainment circle]

On the way back, Tang Ci and Lin Hang sat in the same car, and Su Lei sat in the front seat. They chattered so loudly along the way, and chatted up a few words with each other from time to time.

"Let me tell you, I just threw the stick and got the top lot..." Su Lei turned her head, her eyes and brows were full of spring, and hinted, "...Do you think my peach blossoms in the second half of the year are coming?"

Lin Hang glanced at her expressionlessly, and said ruthlessly, "No."

"..." Su Lei choked up and glared at him resentfully, so she turned her expectant eyes to Tang Ci again, "Tang Ci, what do you think?"

Tang Ci didn't speak.

He turned his head and thought for a while, then handed Su Lei the business card he had just inexplicably received at the gate of the temple.

Su Lei looked down.

[Welcome to the Blind Date Corner in Sanlitun, Fishing Village, Hai County, Shancheng!

Contact number: xxxxxxxxxxxx]

Tang Ci: "I think blind date is more reliable."

Su Lei: "..."

After returning from the temple, a group of people had a tossing in the yard. It was quite late after the tossing. In addition to the physical labor all afternoon, they were already mentally exhausted. Therefore, the program team ended today’s recording early, and I would like to remind everyone The teacher rests early so that he can get enough energy for tomorrow's recording.

Conditions in the countryside are limited, and there are only a few public bathrooms outside. Lin Hang took his clothes and walked back after taking a shower outside.

Before pushing open the door, Lin Hang casually glanced at the next door. Tang Ci lived next door, and he was the first to wash it. He probably returned to the room by now. The door was closed tightly, and there was light through the crack.

Lin Hang lowered his eyes, wiped his hair and entered the room.

While randomly rubbing his hair with a towel a few times, he took out a half-read book from the suitcase on the ground, and turned to the page between the pages twice.

Lin Hang has always been very focused on reading, but this time it was different, he was a little restless.

People living in the countryside are all cement houses with thin walls and limited sound insulation. Not to mention the croaking of frogs in the field outside the yard, even a little noise from the next door can be heard clearly.

Tang Ci seemed to be on the phone, probably because he was afraid of disturbing others, his voice was very low at first, and he could only hear a few vague bytes.

After a while, there was the sound of the door being pushed open, followed by slight footsteps, probably going out to the yard.

Lin Hang read the contents of this page for nearly 10 minutes. His slender and smooth fingers pressed on the page, and he had no intention of turning the page for a long time.

Tang Ci probably had been on the phone in the yard, and there was no sound of opening the door after a long time.

After a while, Lin Hang closed the book, put a bath towel on his head and rubbed it casually, then went out with his wet hair and the towel on his shoulders.

Lin Hang pushed open the door and paused.

There are not so many clouds at night in the countryside, and the moonlight and stars shine together, drawing a shallow shadow on the front steps.

Tang Ci sat casually, with his long legs propped on the ground. He probably heard the sound of the door opening. He turned his face halfway, his eyelashes slightly raised. .

He spoke the tune of Nandu, a dialect that Lin Hang could not understand, and the ending sounds were hooked together, and the tone was almost gentle because of the night.

Lin Hang couldn't help being a little jealous of this person who had been on the phone with him for so long tonight.

He didn't want to go in, and knew that he had no right to stay here when Tang Ci was on the phone, so he stood stiffly at the door until Tang Ci finished the call.

Tang Ci called for another 5 minutes before hanging up. He put away his phone, glanced at Lin Hang idly, and asked him, "Can't sleep?"

Lin Hang was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Then come and have a seat?" Tang Ci stretched his legs forward, his voice was light, "I can't sleep anyway, why don't we chat to pass the time."

Lin Hang sat on the same step beside Tang Ci.

It was a chat, but the two of them were actually very quiet, except for the lonely air, only the occasional movement from the back rooms and the wild dogs jumping by in the chicken fence in front.

Tang Ci put his hands on the steps, tilted his head back slightly, and his eyes fell on one point aimlessly.

The curvature of his eyes is actually a very beautiful one, the eyelashes are thick black, but the pupil color is very light, and there is a kind of careless beauty when the eyes are slightly drooping.

It looks hazy.

It seems a little unhappy.

Lin Hang hesitated for a moment, then asked him, "In a bad mood?"

"Ah," Tang Ci readily admitted. After a while, he suddenly turned his head and asked Lin Hang, "Is there any smoke?"

"No," Lin Hang glanced at Tang Ci while talking, "I don't smoke."

"..." Tang Ci frowned slightly and turned around, with a hint of distaste that was not hidden on his face, and said something he would never say normally: "Why don't you rich second generations even smoke cigarettes?"

"It's not like all rich second generations...smokers." Lin Hang paused for a moment, then glanced at Tang Ci with a slightly tangled look, "Do you like smoking?"

He asked again, tentatively: "Then let me learn?"

"Forget it, I don't teach bad children."

After a while, he turned his head slightly to Lin Hang's side again, raised his tail voice, and asked him with great interest: "You are so obedient, if I tell you to smoke, you will smoke?"

There is indeed something wrong with Tang Ci tonight, and he would never say these words in normal times.

It's so over the line.

But Lin Hang didn't notice anything was wrong, so he said "um".

"What do I tell you to do?" Tang Ci asked again.

Seeing Lin Hang nod his head, Tang Ci leaned towards him, and whispered in Lin Hang's ear: "Go to the front kitchen and steal two bottles of liquor."

Lin Hang was dumbfounded: "Steal?"

"Ah," Tang Ci glanced at him nonchalantly, "There are so many bottles in the kitchen, and you won't be able to use them all up for the show tomorrow. If you secretly take a bottle, Shen Chuan won't be able to find it."

Seeing Tang Ci's enthusiastic eyes, Lin Hang swallowed the phrase "I don't steal" from his throat silently, and said with difficulty: "How about I go and tell Shen Chuan?"

"What's the point of that?" Tang Ci turned his eyes away in boredom, "It's only interesting if you carry Shen Chuan on your back."

He thought for a while and concluded: "Exciting."

Lin Hang: "..."

Before Lin Hang could speak, Tang Ci turned his head towards him again.

Under the moonlight, Tang Ci smiled at him with crooked brows and eyes, the water in his eyes was shimmering and the shadow of the moon was hazy, as beautiful as he wanted.

Lin Hang was a little dazed by Tang Ci's laughter.

Tang Ci looked at him again: "Steal or not?"

Lin Hang: "...Steal."

The two stepped on the dead leaves in the yard and the moonlight everywhere and set off towards the kitchen. Before they arrived at the revolutionary base, the door behind them opened with a "squeak", and Yang Liqing stood in the doorway and looked at The two of them: "What are you two doing? You don't go to bed so late."

Lin Hang: "..."

Tang Ci looked calm: "Bask in the moon."

"It's really interesting." Yang Liqing muttered, bypassing the two and entering the toilet.

The trip to the kitchen went very smoothly, and I didn't encounter any obstacles. The main reason was that there was no one else except them.

Yang Liqing went back to the room after going to the toilet, and with the door creaking again, the lights in the room went out after a while, probably falling asleep again.

When Tang Ci came out of the kitchen, he picked up a small disposable cup specially for drinking, and sat on the edge of the stage to drink one mouthful after another. Lin Hang couldn't drink alcohol, so he could only drink mineral water lonely beside him.

Lin Hang hadn't tasted baijiu yet, so he glanced at Tang Ci curiously: "What does baijiu taste like?"

"Spicy," Tang Ci commented, "unpalatable."

Having said that, Tang Ci still drank small cups, as if his head was lowered. Lin Hang was almost drunk just by smelling it, and said: "Don't drink too much. Too much, I'll get drunk later."

Tang Ci took a look at Lin Hang with the expression of looking at a fool: "...why don't I drink boiled water with you if I don't want to get drunk?"

"..." Lin Hang was dumbfounded, "...Then what will you do if you get drunk later?"

"Aren't you here?" Tang Ci glanced at him lightly, and after drinking a couple of white wine, the corners of his eyes were already flushed red, stained with a faint hint of crimson, "You send me back, it's fine if you don't cover me with the quilt gone."

He thought for a while: "My wine tastes pretty good, so it should be fine."

Lin Hang looked dull.

I'm not afraid of your problems, I'm afraid of my own problems.

When the half bottle of white wine was finished, Lin Hang raised his hand and grabbed Tang Ci's wrist, holding it very tightly. Tang Ci's gaze lifted up, and it happened to hit Lin Hang's dark eyes under the night, which were almost dark. Bottom.

He sighed: "Don't drink."

Tang Ci's eyes were already scattered, he shook his hands and did not move away, his eyes were fixed on the small can of wine bottle, and he said in a temper: "You are so annoying."

Lin Hang firmly clasped Tang Ci's wrist with one hand, and with the other hand picked up the half bottle of liquor and put it on the other side where Tang Ci could not see, echoing: "Well, I'm annoying."

Because of Lin Hang's movement of turning his body sideways to put the wine, Tang Ci was pulled forward and fell forward, his chin hit Lin Hang's shoulder, he was a little unsteady, and his whole body was leaning on Lin Hang's body, in a daze: "Am I drunk?"

Lin Hang cooperated with him: "Drunk."

"Oh," when Tang Ci spoke, the heat pierced Lin Hang's skin through the thin summer clothes, crawling up his shoulders like ants, and the heat rushed into his ears, "Then take me back to my room."

Lin Hang's brain consciousness stopped for a moment, and he couldn't hear Tang Ci's words clearly, so he asked: "What did you say?"

"I said!" Tang Ci took a deep breath, and shouted in Lin Hang's ear, "——take me back to my room!"

In the middle of the night, Lin Hang subconsciously covered Tang Ci's mouth, a little helpless: "...you keep your voice down."

Tang Ci blinked in confusion, opened his mouth but was unable to speak, only breathing and heat moistened the small piece of skin on Lin Hang's palm.

Lin Hang's heart beat faster, and he subconsciously opened his eyes sideways: "Just keep your voice down and I'll let you go."

Tang Ci said "Oh", but still failed to make a sound, only his hot and soft lips gently touched the skin of Lin Hang's palm, like a transparent bubble spit out by the little mermaid.

It was lightly crushed in Lin Hang's palm.

Lin Hang's eyes were slightly startled, and he let go of his hand.

Tang Ci's wine is really good, he can do whatever he wants, he doesn't make trouble, he doesn't jump around, and he doesn't look like a drunk person at all except that he walks wobbly.

Lin Hang led the man to the bed as Tang Ci instructed, and just as he was lying down, Tang Ci suddenly sat up from the bed with a carp: "I can't sleep! I haven't finished the task before going to bed!"

Lin Hang was stunned, and asked in a daze, "What mission?"

Tang Ci commanded him with a serious face: "Go and get my foot soaking bucket."

At that moment, Lin Hang suspected that he was hallucinating: "What barrel?"

"The bucket for soaking your feet," Tang Ci patted Lin Hang's head, his mind was full of health-preserving thoughts at the moment, "Hurry up and get the bucket, I want to soak my feet!"

The expression on Lin Hang's face was faltering, his mind was full of soaking his feet and soaking his feet...

"Huh?" Because of Lin Hang's low body, Tang Ci easily patted him on the head again, wondering, "Where is your antenna, why did you lose it?"

Before Lin Hang could react, the collar was heavy, and he was pulled down to the ground.

Because of Tang Ci's unexpected move, the two of them got very close.

Tang Ci hooked his neckline with one hand, and patted his head restlessly with the other hand, with a dissatisfied tone: "Where's your antenna? Why are you hiding it?"

"...The antenna is lost." Lin Hang cooperated helplessly.

"It's so pitiful," Tang Ci patted Lin Hang's head, "Then I won't soak my feet, just sleep well, don't be sad."

Because it was summer, Tang Ci was wearing exceptionally light and light clothing, the clavicle line was clearly protruding, and the half-open neckline was attached to the beautiful neck, it was hard not to arouse people's daydreams.

Lin Hang turned his eyes away with difficulty, straightened up again, and let out an "um" from deep in his throat.

After a while, there was a rustling sound of fabric rubbing on the bed, and Lin Hang raised his eyes slightly, just in time to see a dazzling white arm.

Tang Ci tore off the buttons of his shirt with a bored face, and the fabric on his shoulders fell, revealing his snow-white and smooth shoulders. His collarbone was as beautiful as his neck, and it was slightly pink because of alcohol.

His beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with wine, the water in them glistened and shimmered, and Lin Hang could even see his own shadow.

Probably because the shirt buttons were too stubborn, Tang Ci got impatient after pulling it for a while, stretched out his hand to Lin Hang, and instructed him with a natural expression: "Help me take it off."

The heat on Lin Hang's face burned all the way from his face to the top of his skull, his brain roared, he opened his lips, and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Tang Ci got impatient waiting, and tilted his head in dissatisfaction: "Why are you standing?"

Those extremely beautiful eyes under the light looked at Lin Hang very intently for a few times, then squinted for a long time, and suddenly said: "Are you not good?"

Lin Hang: "..."

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