Long Island High School

He Wenzhou smelled himself, and it was indeed a little smelly.

There is no guest room here either, judging from Song Jing's face, it doesn't seem like he wants to lend him the bathroom, so he can only leave.

Before leaving, he kissed Song Jing lightly on the forehead, and told him: "I'll be busy tomorrow and come back in the evening. Don't wait for me, can I have dinner with you tonight?"

Song Jing didn't answer him.

He Wenzhou put the phone in his arms: "Honey, remember to answer my call. I'll call you when I get back."

He Wenzhou left, Song Jing was worried.I kept thinking about when he would come home and whether he would call him when he got home.

He went to the bathroom to change his clothes, took a shower, and put his mobile phone in a plastic wrap and put it on the shelf, listening to it at any time.

When he came out of the shower, the phone rang suddenly.

He hurriedly picked up his phone, and the other party looked like he had just entered the house panting.

"Brother, I'm back."

"Ah."

"Then go to sleep, it's too late, I won't disturb you anymore."

"Ah."

He was just about to hang up when someone called him, "Baby!"

He hummed and agreed.The man's sticky voice came from the receiver: "Good night, I miss you."

As soon as they separated, he missed him.

Song Jing hung up the phone, his mind was full of him, and he lay down in bed in pajamas, it was still him.His fingers were reluctant to take off the ring, and he wore it when he took a shower. The running water washed the platinum ring surface, and the only small diamond shone.Why is this ring so beautiful? He still disliked it before, throwing it into the trash can and into the drawer, leaving it dusty and dusty.

He was lying on the quilt, also looking at his ring.

Remembering to take good care of it, this is probably the only ring in his life, he suddenly got up and started looking for his glasses.I don't know if it will be brighter with that wipe, and it won't stick to fingerprints.

He was looking for his glasses case in the middle of the night, but he hadn't worn glasses for a long time, so he was invisible a lot.He thought resentfully, he still needs a new pair of glasses tomorrow, and always wears invisible, how could he still remember him.

He lay back under the quilt again, and fell asleep after being so uneasy and thinking wildly.

When he woke up in the morning, it was just dawn, and he got up to get dressed and tidy up the room. After a busy morning, when Song Yuxuan came out yawning, he was startled: "Brother, when did you come back?"

His brother's face is not good: "Should I report to you?"

That's okay too.

With his head down, Song Yuxuan was greeted to the dining table by him.Song Jing had already bought him breakfast, and they ate together at the dining table in silence, while his brother kept looking at his phone.

I looked at it for a while, as if I was very upset, turned it off, and then turned it on again.

"What's wrong……"

He didn't dare to ask.

Song Jing started talking about him, why didn't he throw away the snacks after eating last night?The rubbish is piled up in the living room.And when did he allow him to eat snacks in the living room?

Song Yuxuan pursed his mouth: "You didn't say no."

Song Jing paused, and Song Yuxuan didn't dare to say anything, seeing his expression.

"Anyway, no eating in the living room from now on. Potato chip crumbs are all on the sofa."

"Okay, I get it now."

Song Jing said again, today I will take him to buy two reference books, and he also needs a pair of glasses.

Song Yuxuan cheered: "Yeah! I can finally go out and play!"

He looked at his brother: "Brother, you look pretty good without glasses."

"What do you know."

Here Song Jing took his younger brother to the bookstore to get glasses, while He Wenzhou was busy there. He first went to Mr. Yao's house in Weilai to apologize in person and bought a set of kiln-made tea sets.People like his father and uncle, since he and his grandfather when he was a child, have understood the arty between them.Mr. Yao was personally visited by the crown prince to apologize, and the gift was not bad, so he immediately lost his temper.

The negotiations between the two sides went well. He Wenzhou was willing to talk to his second uncle, but they all had to go through bidding. Line [-] and subsequent lines had heavy responsibilities, and he was not the only one who had the final say.Mr. Yao said of course, he was willing to introduce him to his second uncle, so he was very grateful to him.Although they are a freshman team, they are definitely better than their old local teams.

The second uncle and the others control the entire group system, which is mixed with fish and dragons. Commerce, transportation, real estate, property, and investment management form a huge animal body. His second uncle usually uses acquaintances. They are intertwined and deeply rooted for many years. It is even more difficult to pry a little.He Wenzhou used a bit of butterfly effect to cook the beast slowly, cooking it first.He went to another hotel.

He didn't sneak out until it was almost eight o'clock.

He immediately rushed to Song Jing's house, and went to the mall to buy some gifts on the way, which was delayed for some time.When I walked in, I smelled myself, and it seemed to smell like a woman's perfume.He hurriedly changed his clothes again in the car, washed his face and hands several times at a faucet in their community, and felt that he was clean before he rang the doorbell of Song Jing's house.

Song Jing came to open the door.

He Wenzhou was stunned at that moment, as if he had returned to seven years ago.

Song Jing wore glasses.

Nothing could be seen on his face, he didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy, he opened the door for him and walked into the kitchen.

Song Yuxuan was at the dining table, looking at the man who walked in in surprise.

The man was covered with air-conditioning and humidity, but the room was as warm as spring.

He greeted Song Yuxuan: "Hi, little fat man."

Song Yuxuan blushed: "You, you..."

He Wenzhou hung his coat on the hanger and went into the kitchen to see Song Jing cleaning up the dishes.

"I'm late."

Song Jing ignored him.

"I wanted to buy vegetables, but I thought it was so late, you must have dinner first, so..."

He observed Song Jing's face, it was already past nine o'clock, Song Jing had indeed finished eating, and did not wait for him.Song Yuxuan was cleaning the table outside, and Song Jing was washing dishes in the kitchen.He Wenzhou was hungry, so he came here on purpose but was in vain.

He Wenzhou touched Song Jing's waist by his ear while no one was around: "Baby, I was wrong."

As soon as his hand touched Song Jing's clothes, he avoided it: "Please go out."

He Wenzhou said: "What?"

"Are we familiar?"

"Aren't we familiar?"

After Song Jing washed the dishes and wiped his hands, he was not allowed to enter the kitchen.

"I don't think so."

He Wenzhou kept withdrawing, his face full of doubts. He didn't know why Song Jing's hot and cold changes all at once.

Song Jing waited for him all day, starting from the morning, planning what to buy and what to do in the evening.What is He Wenzhou's favorite food? Has his taste changed after all these years?Will he not like it.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the supermarket, bought and selected vegetables, came back to study, and stewed his favorite yam ribs soup.The yam is sweet and glutinous, and the pork ribs are fragrant and greasy.He couldn't get back the taste of his aunt back then.I can only barely piece it together.In this way, I waited until six o'clock, cooked the soup, and made several other dishes, all of which were He Wenzhou's favorites.

Song Yuxuan was so frightened that he thought some important guest was coming and made it so solemn.

The two waited at the dining table, during which Song Jing looked at his mobile phone countless times, he was so hungry that he wanted to steal a shrimp to eat, but his brother knocked his hand with chopsticks.

At eight o'clock, the dishes are completely cold.A layer of congealed fat formed in the soup pot, and the fish, shrimp, and vegetables were all cold.Song Yuxuan was so hungry that he lay on the table, his head was about to fall off: "Is it okay, can't you eat?"

Song Jing resolutely refused to call He Wenzhou, and he did not wait for He Wenzhou's call or text message.He Wenzhou is like a wind that can't be grasped. He comes and goes as he wants, comes and disappears suddenly, and comes and goes as soon as he is called.

It's really hateful.

Song Jing took off the bowl cover and said, "Eat."

He moved his chopsticks with Song Yuxuan, and he was sure that he would not wait for him.He will never let him rub it again, the initiative should be in his hands.

If he wanted to play, how could he admit defeat?

Song Jing came out from the kitchen and said to Song Yuxuan, "Go back to your room and do your homework, I will accompany the guests out."

"Oh."

Guest... When did he become a guest?

He Wenzhou was kicked out by Song Jing, forced to put on clothes, and forced to go out, and he was not even allowed to enter the house.When Song Jing went for a walk with him in his overcoat, his complexion improved a little.

"I can only take you for a walk?"

"Correct."

He Wenzhou bit his lip: "Then can I hold your hand?"

"Do you think you need to hold hands when you go for a walk?"

He Wenzhou said: "Of course."

"Give me a reason."

He Wenzhou looked at the sky full of stars. The weather is good today. Although it is cold, the stars are very high and bright.

"Because the moonlight is beautiful tonight."

Song Jing smiled lightly. He didn't know when his hand fell on the man's palm. The two held hands and strolled along the street outside the community, just like they did back then.

After that, the two began to communicate intermittently.

But Song Jing never allowed him to kiss or hug him, and the meeting was very short.Either have a meal outside the unit after get off work, or stroll on the street, and have never even been in a movie theater.The biggest scale is just to let him hold hands, and the two say goodbye in front of the unit building.

He Wenzhou was so uncomfortable being hung up by him, he held his hand and refused to let him go.

"what are you doing?"

"Baby, let's go for a while."

"It's late, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Then I'll see you off in the morning."

"No need."

Song Jing raised his neck. Today he was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a brown coat.Tall and beautiful, with a faint scent of perfume.He Wenzhou felt itchy, seeing that he was about to leave, he grabbed his hand and pulled him back.The thick coat covered him in his arms, and He Wenzhou bit him hard: "Little wild cat, you are so bad!"