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"No need." Cheng Liao washed his hands again, took out a tissue and wiped it casually twice, "It's easy."

After being rejected by the other party, Lin Yuanye did not pursue him any longer.He stood there without moving, looking at the paper towel soaked in water droplets, which was quickly kneaded into a ball by the man and thrown into the trash can in the corner.

The ball of paper hit the trash can perfectly, and the line of the opponent's arm stretched slightly when he exerted force, leaving a lingering scene in Lin Yuanye's mind.

The two walked out of the bathroom one after the other and returned to the booth area in the bar.

Cheng Liao went back to his seat and sat down. Lin Yuanye could see from a distance that the two-person seat he had occupied in the corner had been replaced by a strange guest when he left the seat without authorization and was unattended. .

He calmly walked over to Cheng Liao and stopped, "I'm sorry."

The chatter on the table came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked at him in unison.Without deliberately turning his head to look at Cheng Liao, Lin Yuanye looked at the others apologetically, "My seat has been taken by someone else, do you mind if I share a seat with you?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind." An older man answered immediately, and the rest of them moved their seats for him.

Lin Yuanye was a little surprised.He saw that the faces of several people were honest and simple, and he believed that Cheng Liao's figure and appearance, at least among these people, had a dominant position.

But that's not the case. When he made such a request, the man who answered didn't even deliberately ask Cheng Liao's opinion.And he thought about it, but he really couldn't figure out the reason why Cheng Liao went in and out with these people.

Aside from their equally ordinary and cheap clothes, sitting among these people, Cheng Liao looked like he didn't fit in.But that's not what he cares about.Sit down next to the man as you wish, and the live broadcast of the game will start soon.

The waiter came by halfway and delivered the cheapest beer on the bar's drink list.Lin Yuanye saw it, and asked calmly: "Isn't drinking here free tonight? Why don't you order more expensive wine?"

It was the older man who answered him. He gently rubbed the palms of his hands, shook his head embarrassingly, and said, "I just want to watch a football game."

Lin Yuanye became more and more certain in his heart that these people were not consumers of places like bars.Although in such a small town, for most of the local aborigines, the existence of bars is already a high-consumption place.

When everyone's eyes were attracted by the live broadcast of the game, he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to fiddle with for a while.

Mixed with the background sound of the game commentary, the host in the bar picked up the microphone and announced loudly that if the winning team tonight is Italy, the boss will randomly select a table of guests present and invite them to drink next time.

And there is no time limit for the redemption of rewards.

All the Italian fans present were rejoiced, but this kind of happiness did not last long, and was broken by the first goal scored by England.

Lin Yuanye picked up the beer in front of him, raised his head and took a sip, then turned his head to look at the young man next to him amidst the cheers of the England fans.

Cheng Liao never frowned, which was in stark contrast to those fanatical fans.

Gently shaking the wine in the glass, Lin Yuanye leaned towards where he was sitting, "Do you think Italy can win tonight?"

In the noisy bar, Cheng Liao didn't hear him clearly, "What did you say?"

As if the little trick had succeeded, Lin Yuanye leaned towards him naturally, then calculated the size and distance in his heart, stopped properly not far from his face, and repeated what he said just now.

The opponent didn't seem to see through the calculation in his mind, and there was no abnormality on his face, "The game has just begun."

Lin Yuanye sat up straight with a smile, and the people beside him didn't seem to reject physical approach of the same sex.

At the end of the regular season, the two teams in the finals had already played to a tie.The young baby face sitting opposite stood up, smiled and called Cheng Liao, "Brother Cheng, do you want to go out and smoke a cigarette?"

Cheng Liao didn't object, he got up and left with the other party.

Watching the other party's back slowly disappear, Lin Yuanye did not rush to catch up, but sat firmly on the sofa and waited patiently for a few minutes.

A few minutes later, he also got up and left the booth area for the same reason.

He found Cheng Liao under the streetlight at the entrance of the bar.The other party was wearing a vest and stepping on slippers, like a lazy young man who played games at home until midnight and then went downstairs to take out the trash.

After taking out the trash, he took a moment to smoke a cigarette, squatting under a curb lamp.

And the young baby-faced boy who called Cheng Liao his brother, squatted beside Cheng Liao and asked him to get a lighter.Lin Yuanye slowly paced forward from behind, stood under the streetlight and sighed.

Babyface turned around while holding the lighter, recognized his recognizable face, and asked enthusiastically, "Why did you come out?"

Lin Yuanye imitated their appearance, squatted down by the side of the road, put his chin in one hand and analyzed in a serious manner: "I see that Italy has little chance of winning this game."

Babyface, who likes the opponent's team, couldn't say a word of comfort, so he handed him the cigarette case that he hadn't had time to take back, "Do you smoke?"

Following his movements, Lin Yuanye's eyes fell on the cigarette case he was holding and then on the hand he was holding the case.When the other party looked back under the streetlight earlier, Lin Yuanye carefully noticed that the baby's face was very tanned by the sun.

At this time, looking at his hands and cigarette case, although he has a young baby face, the skin on his hands looks dark and rough, and the cigarettes are cheap brands that cost a few dollars at the roadside grocery store.

Without saying that he doesn't know how to smoke, Lin Yuanye thanked him with a smile on his face, stretched out his slender and round fingertips, and pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette case, tucking it between his fingers naturally.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the other party was already fiddling with the plastic lighter in his hand. Lin Yuanye got up and walked away holding the phone, pretending to answer the call.

The cheap and cheap lighter had run out of gas, Lin Yuanye heard the baby face say to Cheng Liao: "Brother Cheng, lend me a lighter."

Cheng Liao stretched out the hand holding the cigarette.

After the baby face had finished borrowing the fire, Lin Yuanye saw Cheng Liao bit the cigarette that was held between his fingertips tightly against his lips.

He put away his phone, went to the other side of Cheng Liao and squatted down, the corners of his lips raised slightly and asked, "Shall I borrow a fire too?"

The man glanced at him while biting his cigarette, and said concisely: "Stretch your hand over here."

Lin Yuanye smiled and handed over the hand holding the cigarette.

The man did not take the cigarette from his lips, but lowered his head while biting the cigarette.

The two cigarettes collided lightly, and in the smog, Lin Yuanye seemed to feel the warm breath sprayed on the back of his hand by the other party.Between Lin Yuanye's fingers, a bright red light soon burned.

He raised his hand in mid-air without moving, his gaze slowly flicked over his drooping eyelids, and he couldn't help but start to imagine in his mind what would happen if this cigarette was also held in his mouth .

The man in front of him didn't seem to be as inaccessible as his handsome and fierce appearance.In the eyes of Lin Yuanye, who is used to seeing the arrogant attitude of those glamorous rich children in bars in big cities, this is an even more exciting advantage.

He held the cigarette between his fingers and watched it burn slowly.

The two people next to him were talking, not paying attention to the situation on his side.When his cigarette burned to the filter, Cheng Liao got up and said, "Go back."

Babyface followed closely behind, stood up without any objection, then turned his head to look at Lin Yuanye and asked, "Aren't you going in?"

Lin Yuanye replied, "I'll stay by myself for a while."

The baby face nodded without doubting him, then turned to look at Cheng Liao and said, "Brother Cheng, we—"

"You go in first, and I'll come as soon as I throw away the trash." Cheng Liao cut off his words in a normal tone.

Babyface went in alone.

Cheng Liao turned around and walked under the return light, flicked the cigarette butt pinched on his fingertips into the trash can by the roadside, and glanced coldly at Lin Yuanye who was still squatting by the roadside.

Lin Yuanye didn't speak, he raised his head from the light and looked at him.

Two seconds later, the man withdrew his gaze without emotion, "Although the game was stalemate, it's just that England is too young and inexperienced. And in this regard, Italy is far better than it."

Lin Yuanye paused slightly with his upturned face.

"So." Cheng Liao stated to him in a flat tone, "Italy is not without a chance of winning."

Lin Yuanye took some time to digest the other party's intentions in saying these words.After a while, he asked in a slightly surprised tone, "Are you comforting me?"

The man didn't answer any more, turned around and wanted to leave.

Behind him, Lin Yuanye's slightly cheerful voice clearly fell into the air: "Can you give me a hand?"

Cheng Liao turned around following the sound, his dark eyes were filled with faint doubts.

"My leg is numb." Facing the man's silent appraising gaze, Lin Yuanye began to smile.