fish in cage

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The days at the end of spring have begun to warm up, and the night breeze brings just the right amount of humidity, like a gentle palm caressing one's skin, comfortable and cozy.

He Ling and Bai Heng made an appointment to meet at the night market. He had already arrived 10 minutes earlier than the agreed time, but when he walked to the entrance of the night market, he saw the most eye-catching presence in the crowd from a distance.

The crowd was surging, and Bai Heng stood quietly under various lights. He was wearing printed black long sleeves. The extreme black set off the clarity of his body more and more purely. There is a subtle sense of disharmony, but it is precisely this dissonance that separates him from the crowd, like a fairy coming into the dust, attracting the worship of mortals.

He Ling's heart beat uncontrollably because of this beauty. He suppressed the long-lost heart palpitations, walked quickly through the noisy crowd, and came to Bai Heng, "Why are you here so early?"

Bai Heng beamed with joy, "I don't want you to wait for me."

He Ling simply took his hand, Bai Heng didn't refuse, and held for two seconds, he held He Ling's hand instead of a guest, and followed He Ling, he looked at the surrounding environment curiously, the night market was very lively, everyone The stalls are crowded, but the alley is not big, and you can meet people whenever you turn around. He has never been to such a person before, and he looks excited and looking forward to it.

He Ling took him to the night market to join in the fun because he figured out that a flower like Bai Heng, who is used to dew, had never experienced the fireworks in the world. He is now very concerned about Bai Heng and is willing to bring this delicate flower with him." See the world."

"Haven't you been here?" He Ling asked casually.

The crowd was crowded, and the owner of the small peddler was yelling to attract passers-by. Bai Heng and He Ling were shoulder to shoulder. He shook his head, looked left and right, and it was very fresh. came."

He Ling thought to himself, of course, Bai Heng's friends are either rich or noble, and his classmates all know his family background, so the places they take him to are naturally close to his living standard, how could they bring him a young master from a family to play here? How about a few street food stalls worth more than a dozen yuan when the crowd is crowded?

Seeing Bai Heng staring at the iron plate tofu stand, He Ling directly led him over and said boldly, "Boss, have some."

Bai Heng carefully watched the boss stir fry and add ingredients on the iron plate, and looked at He Ling with sparkling eyes, "I have eaten teppanyaki before."

The tone was a little proud, as if a student who had scored full marks in the exam.

He Ling couldn't help laughing, "The teppanyaki here is different from the ones in the shop, do you eat green onions?"

"I'm not a picky eater."

He Ling raised his eyebrows, "I thought you rich people are very tricky."

Bai Heng thought that He Ling's words were complimenting him, so he smiled shyly.

The boss handed the iron plate tofu in a carton to Bai Heng, and Bai Heng held his mobile phone to scan the code, He Ling pressed his wrist, "Don't fight me for eight yuan, I agreed to take you to eat delicious."

He paid the payment, but saw that Bai Heng was holding the iron plate tofu in his hand, as if he was thinking about where to eat it, He Ling took it directly from him, stabbed a piece of tofu with a wooden stick and handed it to Bai Heng's mouth , Bai Heng looked left and right, frowned and asked, "Are you eating on the way?"

"Otherwise?" He Ling laughed, "Could it be possible to book a luxury private room for you for eight yuan, everyone is like this, you don't have to be embarrassed, ah—"

He opened his mouth like coaxing a child to eat, his eyes urged Bai Heng.

Bai Heng's family education was strict, and he had accepted cumbersome etiquette since he was a child. He would never even think about eating on the street, but in He Ling's expectation, he still opened his mouth and grabbed the small piece of tofu, eating it. into the mouth.

He Ling said in surprise, "This is very hot, you have to blow it..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Bai Heng's ugly face. He was holding the hot tofu in his mouth, unable to eat it or spit it out, so he asked He Ling for help. He Ling hurriedly brought the paper box to his mouth, "You first Spit it out."

In public, Bai Heng would never do such a disrespectful thing, he frowned and endured the scorching heat, chewed a few times casually, and swallowed the tofu.

Afraid that he would be scalded, He Ling pulled him to the side of the street with few people, impatiently wiped Bai Heng's lips with a tissue, and looked closer, "Isn't it burnt? Open your mouth and let me see."

This posture looks like a kiss, but He Ling is really worried at this time, and he doesn't care about it so much. Seeing Bai Heng not moving, he frowned and directly touched his ruddy lips, and said distressedly, "Don't scald the blisters." Alright."

Bai Heng's soft lips moved slightly, and He Ling's fingertips felt a little cool, as if to soothe the heat in his mouth, but at the same time, as He Ling approached and touched him, words rose in his body. Inexplicably hot, he parted his lips inexplicably, He Ling's hand was still on his lips, and in this way, he slightly held He Ling's fingertips.

He Ling raised his eyes in confusion, and in the light and shadow, Bai Heng's dark eyes were full of deep meaning, looking a little strange, he seemed to feel a soft tongue licking his fingertips inadvertently, if he didn't know Bai Heng's natural Simple, he would have thought that Bai Heng's action was implying something to him.

It's too ambiguous, so ambiguous that He Ling can't wait to do something to Bai Heng immediately.

It's a pity that there are too many people here, and some people are already peeping at them. He Ling loves face and doesn't want to be the object of discussion, so he quickly pulled his hand back, stood up straight and said, "Are you okay?"

Bai Heng said softly, "It's fine."

"It's all my fault, I forgot to remind you," He Ling blamed himself, "Let's go eat to cool off."

Bo Heng's lips still had the warmth of He Ling's fingertips, and he nodded awkwardly.

Next, He Ling took Bai Heng through every alley in the night market, ate a lot of street food, and even took him to play with balloons.

He Ling thought he was good at shooting. Although he didn't hit every shot every time, he could still win some small gifts every time. He planned to show off in front of Bai Heng. He hit seven out of ten bullets, and won a doll, which he gave away as a gift. There is a little girl next to me.

"Can I play?" Bai Heng was eager to try.

He Ling asked the boss for another ten bullets.

Bai Heng smiled at He Ling, then turned his face with a serious expression, raised his toy gun to aim, He Ling looked absently at his extremely beautiful profile, only to hear the constant bangs, Bai Heng had already put down the gun.

There were no misses in the shot, and he hit twelve balloons by counting. The children watching the fun all around screamed and looked at Bai Heng, the sharpshooter, in admiration.

He Ling asked in surprise, "You play so well?"

Bai Heng smiled modestly, "I have taken riding and archery lessons."

It is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.

The boss's face was not very good-looking, and he asked Bo Heng what prize he wanted, and Bo Heng pointed to the plush doll of a brown bear that was half the height of a person. He Ling thought that his childlike innocence was still alive, but he didn't expect that Bo Heng would give the doll to him instead. .

He is a 26-year-old man holding a brown bear, he can't laugh or cry, "It's quite comfortable to touch."

Bai Heng bit his lower lip, and said seriously, "This is the first time I've won something as a gift."

He Ling took him to experience many of his first times, the first time he went to a bar, the first time he held hands with someone, the first time he went to a night market, the first time he ate on the street, and the first time he won a game. Prizes to give away...

Although He Ling was moved, he didn't take it to heart, mainly because he really didn't have any interest in puppets, and he didn't use this kind of childish tricks since he was 16 years old, but in order to coax Bai Heng, he still pretended to be extremely happy He hugged the puppet and did not let go, teasingly said, "Well, then I must think about Xiaobai every day and sleep with it in my arms."

Sure enough, Bai Heng blushed again, why did he blush so easily?

After nine o'clock, He Ling and Bai Heng left the night market. He put the puppet in the trunk and asked Bai Heng if anyone would come to pick him up.

"Uncle Chen is coming soon."

Uncle Chen is Bai Heng's exclusive driver, and he is responsible for all of Bai Heng's trips.

He Ling felt relieved, the last time he showed courtesy to send Bai Heng home, after such a long detour, he was so tired that he just wanted to sleep when he got home.

"Did you have fun today?" While waiting for the driver of Bai's family, He Ling chatted with Bai Heng every now and then.

Bai Heng didn't hide his emotions, "Happy," he trembled with his long eyelashes curled up, "Can I still ask you out?"

"Of course, we are friends, you can ask me out whenever you want."

"Then let me arrange the next date?"

Dating?He Ling raised his eyebrows, "Okay."

When the driver of Bai's family was about to arrive, He Ling took Bai Heng's hand and said with a smile, "I forgot to give you a present."

Bai Heng's sparkling face was full of surprises.

"However, my gift is quite special, so it's not convenient here." He Ling took Bai Heng's hand, slowly placed it on the spot where the white begonia was tattooed on his back waist, and said softly, "The gift is hidden here, waiting for you to find it." You come to reveal it yourself in a place where there are no people."

Bai Heng's hand on He Ling's waist felt the temperature from behind the fabric, and he was so stiff that he dared not move. He stared in surprise and embarrassment, not knowing what was inappropriate for children in his mind, his face was flushed, He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

He Ling saw his reaction, took two steps back, and withdrew, "The driver is here, let's go."

Bai Heng hesitated to speak, blinked in a daze, got in the car, rolled down the window and poked his head out to see him.

He Ling waved at him chicly, and scolded in his heart, "You little stupid fish who threw himself into a trap."

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He, master fisherman, listen, I'm not fascinated by your stupid fish.