I just want to hold a hand [entertainment circle]

Tang Ci was coming on the weekend, and Weiyin woke up early that day, baked some snacks, and spent the morning tending the flowers and plants in the garden. She was in such high spirits.

When the sound of the car's engine sounded in the front yard, Weiyin was bringing out a plate of baked soufflés. Hearing the sound, she hurriedly took off her gloves and went out of the gate, just in time for Lin Hang and Tang Ci to get out of the car.

The temperature has risen a little this morning, the sun at [-]|[-] o'clock in the morning is very warm, golden and warm, and the facial features of the young people in the courtyard are also softened a lot.

Tang Ci wore a sheep-white cashmere shirt today, and a coat with an unknown pattern printed on it. The scarf was casually coiled twice, wrapped around his chin, and stood next to Lin Hang, who only wore a thick T-shirt. It looks like a big circle, very afraid of the cold.

Lin Hang turned off the car, and before he turned his head, his free hand subconsciously held Tang Ci's hand and put it in his pocket. It was Tang Ci who found Wei Yin standing at the door for a long time and forced his hand away. I came out and called "Auntie".

Lin Hang looked at Tang Ci sadly, and held onto Tang Ci's hand relentlessly under Wei Yin's nose, and called "Mom" as well.

Wei Yin smiled, pretending to be invisible, and asked Lin Hang to take Tang Ci to sit on the sofa in the living room, and go to the small kitchen to serve tea and snacks.

As soon as he entered the living room, Wei Yin was still in the kitchen, Tang Ci immediately turned his head and made three chapters with Lin Hang: "Don't talk nonsense, don't touch me nonsense, just sit quietly."

Lin Hang was a little dissatisfied when Tang Ci said that, and said, "I'm quite measured."

Tang Ci felt a headache when he thought of Lin Hang's blatant little actions under Wei Yin's nose just now, and his eyelids lightly lifted up: "You have a fart."

Lin Hang: "..."

Wei Yin came out after a while, probably because the more she watched Tang Ci, the more satisfied she was, and she talked a lot, and even talked about the drama that Tang Ci appeared on stage a while ago.

"I watched your tour in Hangzhou a few days ago, and it was really good, especially the last one, where the curtain call was about to end, it made me almost cry," Wei Yin boasted of Tang Ci without being polite, " You have aura, and you are still young, so you can hone in the theater for two years, and you will definitely be able to go further.”

In the theater, it is not as dazzling as the screen, so it is rare for a young actor to calm down and polish it. Tang Ci knew that she was patiently persuading him, so he smiled very usefully: "I see, Thank you Teacher Wei for your pointers."

Wei Yin smiled in relief, knowing that Tang Ci had listened to it, and accepted his "Teacher Wei".

"By the way," Wei Yin patted his head after chatting for a while, "Look at my memory."

She took out a big bag from the side of the sofa, and took out one by one: "As for me, I knitted a sweater and scarf for both of you. The patterns are all in the same set. I am clumsy and can't knit too complicated patterns. Tangtang Don't be disgusted."

"I wanted Lin Hang to give it to you before, but I forgot it several times, and it has been delayed for a long time."

The sweater and scarf are both gray and white. The pattern is simple, but the shape is good, the stitches are fine, and the material is also very soft. It will take nearly a month to weave such a large piece. It must be a lot of effort. up.

Even if Wei Yin is Ai Wu Ji Wu, Tang Ci's heart will inevitably be touched, he smiled, and looked very obedient when his eyes were slightly drooping: "Thank you, auntie."

Lin Hang is a real person, he took the two sweaters and looked up and down, he was very happy and asked his mother: "Are you knitting a pair?"

"..."

Tang Ci pinched Lin Hang calmly with his hand resting on his leg.

Lin Hang reacted, and changed his words dryly: "...It's very good, very good."

Wei Yin glanced at Lin Hang, and smiled: "I always ask Zhou Zhou for the size of the sweater, and I don't know if it fits. You can try it first, and then change it if it doesn't fit."

Tang Ci knew it was suitable when he got it, but he obediently took off his coat and tried it on. The upper body is a little bigger, which is quite suitable.

"It's good enough," Wei Yin clapped her hands, "I asked my auntie to simmer the fish in the kitchen, go and have a look first, baby, take Tangtang to your room to sit and chat for a while, how boring it is to sit in the living room, I Let auntie cut some fruit and go up later."

Lin Hang responded.

As soon as Lin Hang entered the room, he opened the curtains. His room was facing the small garden at the back, and the view was very good during the day.

This is not the first time Tang Ci entered Lin Hang's room, but it was different from the last time, and there was no need to avoid suspicion. As soon as Tang Ci entered the room, he sat cross-legged on the cushion next to Lin Hang's sofa.

On the window sill of Lin Hang's room, there were two pots of unnamed green plants. It was probably because the auntie watered them regularly on weekdays, and they grew well. Tang Ci fiddled with them twice with his fingers.

Sitting is also boring, Lin Hang opened the cabinet and asked Tang Ci: "How about we play a game?"

There is a cabinet in Lin Hang’s room. He hasn’t been caught shopping since he was a child. Several mobile games are out of print abroad. Tang Ci picks and chooses a vegetable-growing game, so the two of them are safe. Sitting on the ground dividedly to water Tang Ci's newly opened small vegetable garden.

After playing for a while, he became bored again. Tang Ci casually rummaged through Lin Hang's cabinet, intending to change a game.

Just when the door outside was knocked twice, the auntie said that she had cut the fruit.

Tang Ci lowered his eyes and did not move, and lightly kicked Lin Hang to let him open the door.

Tang Ci is not very interested in competitive games, so he hasn't found any new tricks after searching for a long time, but there is a small wooden box inside, which looks like a limited edition game. Tang Ci is good enough.

"Auntie cut the fruit," Lin Hang suddenly said from behind, "Do you want to eat it?"

"Don't eat," Tang Ci continued to lazily reach for the box with his hand, and was caught as soon as his fingers touched it.

He turned his eyes sideways, and Lin Hang Xuxu held his hand and said, "There's nothing in it."

Tang Ci paused, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why are you holding me, if you can't watch it, don't watch it."

"No..." Lin Hang didn't say anything for a long time, and Tang Ci didn't like listening to it anymore, so he clapped his hands and continued to play his vegetable growing game.

Not long after he held the gamepad in his hand, Lin Hang sat down on the carpet, probably seeing that Tang Ci was really busy watering and feeding the chickens and didn't have time to talk to him, so he sat beside him for a while. Did not speak.

When the chickens in the courtyard laid a round of eggs and the wooden house was almost built, Lin Hang said weakly, "Do you want to eat fruit?"

Tang Ci was almost laughed out of anger, he didn't have to know what was in that box, but seeing Lin Hang's face that he couldn't tell a lie but insisted on being stubborn was stupid and funny, just to tease him.

But Lin Hang, who is 1.8 meters tall, is really pitiful next to him. Tang Ci glanced at him: "Eat."

Only then did Lin Hang heave a sigh of relief, and gave Tang Ci a piece of pear.

After eating a piece of pear that Lin Hang fed, Tang Ci continued to play the game. He didn't feel anything, but Lin Hang couldn't hold it back after a while, and spoke dryly next to Tang Ci.

"Love letter," Lin Hang said with some shame, "a love letter for you."

Tang Ci was taken aback for a moment, then Lin Hang's voice paused, and explained: "...I wrote it before, it's been a long time, it's not that I don't want you to read it."

Tang Ci turned his face to the side and saw Lin Hang with his head down, sitting on the carpet next to him with some annoyance.

The temperature in the room is low, he only wears a single T, with broad shoulders, even sitting like this looks tall and reliable, but occasionally he is at a loss, as if he doesn't want to make Tang Ci angry, but he often makes him angry.

Tang Ci looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but thought Lin Hang was cute more than once. He couldn't explain why and asked, "Have you written a lot?"

Lin Hang probably felt ashamed, and it took a while before he said sullenly: "... quite a lot."

"I wrote a lot, and you confiscated it."

Lin Hang is actually very coaxing, and Tang Ci can coax him well with a few words, but Tang Ci doesn't want to perfunctory him this time.

His eyelashes drooped, he leaned over and kissed the young man's sharp chin, and coaxed him seriously: "I've never confiscated other people's love letters."

"There is no confession, I don't like to fall in love."

The young man was very coaxed, and his face blushed when he kissed him: "But we are in love."

"You are stupid," Tang Ci kissed him again, "Sometimes you are cute."

"I like silly ones." Tang Ci said.

Lin Hang felt that something was weird, but the logic was right, so he couldn't refute it, so he took an inch to retract the hand on Tang Ci's waist.

Tang Ci felt that he was right, Lin Hang was really stupid sometimes.

Likes are worthless, especially when you were young.

No one will tirelessly come forward after being rejected countless times, regardless of the cost. If there is, that person must be Lin Hang.

Tang Ci really doesn't like to talk about short-term love, so he has only talked about it once since he was a teenager, and it is long-term.

and a fool.

The author has something to say: the fool embraces the beauty, and has lived a happy life without shame and shame, it's over.

There should be nothing to explain. It’s just right to end here. This book has been written for too long, and I couldn’t write it halfway, because everyone persisted. The boy is very good but I am not good. The writing is too bad. Thank you for not running away halfway Road, bow.

The next book will not be opened rashly, and I will save [-] manuscripts before considering opening a new one.

Will update in a few days.

How many steps should be divided into the next "Strategy of Crazy Criticism"? 》, a collection of balls~

Q: How many steps should be divided into (reverse) Raiders Crazy Batch?

When Ruan came over:

Thank you.

1. Show softness first

2. Show softness but just cry

3. Run away when crying is useless

Then you get an even crazier batch.

How many steps does it take to become a crazy batch?

Lin Duchao:

1. You need an ex-boyfriend who is interested in sex.

2. Make him afraid to flirt with other people.

Lin Duchao has good-looking features and a gentle personality. He is a perfect boyfriend who is considerate in every way.

When Ruan saw that one loves the other, he is a heartless, bad embryo.

Shi Ruan was a scumbag.

Lin Duchao went crazy.

* Paranoid, cold-blooded, duplicity, crazy criticism & greedy for life, fear of death, romantic green tea subject