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The door leading to the front hall from the backstage was opened by someone, and there was the sound of clinking cups behind him, and he stood on the edge of the boundary between light and darkness.

There was darkness in front of him, only a rose and a person who was still holding his hand loosely.

Without speaking too much, the two figures walked through the corridor tacitly, leaving all the noise behind.

Under the dark blue sky, a car slid out of the entire building without a sound.

Xie Qi looked out the window, twirling the petals with his fingers from time to time, not once.

The petals are soft and moist, either they were picked just now, or they were carefully preserved, and they were specially given to him when they were the freshest.

The blue of this rose reminded him of Yu Yicheng's cufflinks.

——Thinking of this, he turned his eyes to the driver's seat.

Yu Yicheng's cuffs were empty.

Gradually drizzled outside the car window.

"What are your plans recently?" Yu Yicheng turned on the music in the car, and it was still the piano music he had played. "Your internship is almost over."

"I want to register my studio." He lowered his head and smelled the roses. "It just so happened that some people contacted me after this competition, and they can almost take some orders."

Anyway, he was not a student in the ivory tower, and when everything returned to the right track, his goal was almost achieved.

He is not greedy, but just wants to return to his previous life.

"Don't be too anxious, can you take care of your studies?"

Yu Yicheng spoke to him again in this tone of instructing the younger generation.

"What do you think?" He glanced at the man who was driving, "I'll take the test next week."

After so many days, Yu Yicheng knew very well that whenever Xie Qi raised his voice a little like this, it meant that he had made him unhappy again.

It's just that there is more or less anger in this unhappiness.

"I was thinking too much, of course you're fine." He suppressed a smile, his expression normal, "It's just that you said you don't like competition—"

"It's just a matter of writing," he snorted softly. "It's not about competition or non-competition. I just write mine. After I finish writing, the number one is the number one."

The small appearance is very proud, Yu Yicheng couldn't help but take a look.

Take another look.

He could also see that Xie Qi was quite confident in his own level, and it was just an excuse to decline his invitation as usual.

After thinking about it, Xie Qi said that he didn't want to compete... probably because of people.

And judging by his appearance, he probably stumbled somewhere.

Because of Shao Lian?

This seems to be the only answer.

But Yu Yicheng always felt otherwise.

... Forget it, people always have some secrets, step by step.

His probing gaze was very dark, but Xie Qi still noticed it.

"Stop thinking about it—if you still want to continue with me." He inserted the flower carefully against the doorknob and flicked the stem.

After finishing speaking, without looking at Yu Yicheng's reaction, seeing the mall passing by outside the window, he spoke directly again:

"Stop, I'm going to get something to eat."

"Didn't eat? I'll take you to—"

"No, just wait here for me."

Xie Qi stepped out of the car door lightly, leaving only a swift figure behind him.

Not long after, he got into the car with a bag of French fries.

The French fries were still steaming, and the fragrance filled the car.

"..." Yu Yicheng hadn't touched this thing in about 800 years, and he hesitated to speak while looking at him.

"Don't try to educate me again—I seldom eat fast food." He glanced at the man vigilantly, and as if he was about to remember something, his voice suddenly weakened, almost muttering, "You can take it with you Car? Or I'll go down—"

As he spoke, he gestured to open the car door.

The car door was locked with a bang.

"It's raining outside, where are you going?" The man seemed to sigh and compromise, "Let's eat in the car."

After thinking about it, he said again:

"I was going to take you to celebrate winning the championship - the newly opened restaurant before."

Xie Qi once said that he wanted to eat there.

"It's almost eight o'clock, how can I have time to eat again?" He declined.

eight o'clock?The city's nightlife hasn't started yet, why don't you have time?

Seeing that Yu Yicheng didn't understand, he just smiled lightly: "Go back to my house to celebrate."

He thought what he said was clear enough, at least he didn't believe that the man didn't understand.

But Yu Yicheng didn't respond at all.

Even after sending him home, Yu Yicheng didn't seem to notice it, and planned to turn around and leave.

So he had to grab Yu Yicheng's hand:

"Are you leaving?"

The two looked at each other silently.

He softened his voice:

"Come in and celebrate with me."

Yu Yicheng didn't say a word, just followed him in, and sat down on the sofa, seemingly very well behaved.

Xie Qi didn't care what he did. He made some lemonade with ease at home, went around to the window and poured his own succulents, took out some of the cake he made earlier, and after a lot of work, sat down opposite Yu Yicheng.

The french fries he had left untouched in the car just now were also on the table.

"Is this a celebration?" The man seemed helpless at his sudden interest, "Is this what you want to eat at night?"

He thought to himself that the young man in front of him had a harder time than he imagined.The celebration of taking No.1 is to buy a bag of French fries.

Thinking about it carefully, the young man is indeed very thin, and he only moves a little when eating with himself.

What's more, looking at the appearance of this room, although it is beautifully furnished, the space is cramped and there is no sense of openness at all.

Even the sofa and table are small, huddled in the corner by the window.

Because of this, when Xie Qi leaned against him and sat on the sofa, he could clearly feel the temperature of the slender body next to him.

"I've had dinner, this is just a snack."

Xie Qi was a little annoyed.

Why does this man only care about eating or not.

Don't you remember what day you promised him today?

So he didn't have a good voice when he spoke.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was still next to Yu Yicheng, it seemed that he really didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Let's talk."

He leaned on Yu Yicheng, without looking at the expressions of the people around him, his voice faded, as if he was doing business.

At first glance, he still looks a bit like Yu Yicheng when he was working.

"What are you talking about?"

"Knowingly asking."

He snorted coldly and stared over, as if he didn't want to care about people.

Then Yu Yicheng kissed his forehead.

A little bit of water, suddenly.

"I said I don't like taking—"

"The forehead doesn't count as a kiss." Yu Yicheng said solemnly, "I didn't violate the rules."

"..." Xie Qi stared for a long time before extinguishing his anger.

Today he was a little obedient, even if he was angry, he didn't feel any real burning sensation.

Or rather, just pretending to be angry.

There is quite a bit of special hatred in it.

Of course Yu Yicheng felt it.

"Then let me talk about it first." He straightened up, moving a little away from Yu Yicheng, "I only need a lover relationship."

Seeing this, the man beside him also sat upright and became serious together.

"for example?"

"I won't be in public with you, nor... as you thought before, facing your family as your partner." He tilted his head.

"Okay." The man agreed without thinking.

"By the way—" he opened his mouth, and before he could speak, he was fed French fries.

"Eat first, it will be cold later."

"I'm about to say this," he was caught off guard and gagged, "These French fries are quite suitable for the occasion—"

"Ok?"

"The rules between us... when we are together, sexual consent, you know?"

"Ah."

The five characteristics of sexual consent can indeed be summed up by fries.

"Why did you promise so quickly?" He was dissatisfied again, "You have to remember clearly, once you violate it, our relationship will end."

"I know." Yu Yicheng said calmly, "Is there any more?"

"Discuss the time," he straightened his back, "don't come to me on weekdays."

"Weekends—well, it's okay to start on Friday, but it's better not to go on Sunday."

"Don't come to me after nine o'clock in the evening, I want to go to bed early."

He counted them one by one, but it was still not enough.

After coming here, he and Yu Yicheng had been probing for so long that they almost forgot the rules they were familiar with.

"Well——I don't know how your refractory period is," he said with serious eyes, "but at most two times, no overtime is allowed, I don't like being too tired."

"……Row."

"And I don't like to spend the night," he said in a flash of inspiration. "You'd better come to my house and go back by yourself."

"Or I'll go to your place during the day—I don't like staying too late at other people's houses."

Yu Yicheng agreed one by one.

Xie Qi thought about it and felt that there was nothing to add.

He simply straightened up and turned to the cubicle.

"Then I'll take a shower first."

The author has something to say: fries: freelygiven, reversible, informed, ehtusiastic, specific.

Xie Qi takes the matter of finding a lover seriously, and has many rules.