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Cheng Liao fastened the chin strap of the helmet for him.

Lin Yuanye's eyelids drooped slightly, and he consciously glanced at what he was wearing today. The trousers were still the army green camouflage trousers he wore yesterday, and the black round neck and short sleeves had been replaced with a black tight vest, which directly saved the other party's rolled up sleeves. Kung Fu.

"Wearing black in summer is hotter." The moment the other party stopped his movements, Lin Yuanye looked at him and said.

"Dirty resistance." The man backed away from him, throwing out these two words in a succinct tone.

Lin Yuanye did not deny his words, and soon, he realized that Cheng Liao's reminder to him was not unreasonable.

Even though he had deliberately avoided the construction center, after a few hours, Lin Yuanye still inevitably made himself a little ashamed.

Surrounded by piles of bricks and stones, workers transporting reinforced concrete walked back and forth.The air in the entire construction site seemed to be soaked in flying fine dust. When the dazzling sunlight shone down, one could even see the fine dust particles rolling in the air with the naked eye.

Just standing on the construction site wearing a hard hat, resisting the scorching sun above his head, watching Cheng Liao not panting for a while while moving bricks, Lin Yuanye's back shirt was already soaked with sweat.

Without the cover of the brim of the baseball hat, he had to slightly squint his eyes in the strong sunlight.The tightly pressed hair under the hard hat was sticking to his forehead moistly and softly at this moment. Inside the airtight and thick hard hat, a sticky and stuffy feeling kept coming up.

In the end, Lin Yuanye turned around in a hopeless manner, and hid under the simple and dilapidated awning.

But as noon approached slowly, as the temperature in the air continued to rise and the water vapor gradually evaporated, the arbor didn't get much better.Lin Yuanye took off his hat and sat quietly for a long time, the sticky feeling on his back never disappeared.

In such a bad state, he still picked up the paintbrush that he hadn't touched for some days.

Occasionally, when some workers passed by outside the shed, they would turn their faces to look at him curiously, but no one took the initiative to step forward to look closely at his drawing boards.

At noon when the meal was on the construction site, the workers put down their work one after another and went to the shade to rest and eat.The baby face was sweating profusely and ran to the shed, asking Lin Yuanye to come over for dinner.

Yesterday, I learned that the foreman’s wife is responsible for all the workers’ three meals. There is no takeaway in the town. The weather is hot in summer, and Lin Yuanye is unwilling to go out to eat, so he simply transferred some money to the foreman and planned to stay on the construction site. have lunch.

Lin Yuanye put down his paintbrush and stood up, without rushing to respond to his words, "Where is there water on the construction site? I want to wash my face first."

"It's over there in the dormitory where we live." Babyface turned his head and pointed to Cheng Liao who was passing by, "Brother Cheng is also going to wash his face, so you can ask Brother Cheng to take you there."

Cheng Liao didn't deliberately stop to wait for them, Lin Yuanye nodded towards the baby face, and then trotted after him.

Leaving the baby face standing alone, watching them gradually walk away, he curiously went around to Lin Yuanye Zhigao's drawing board, and glanced at his drawing paper.

The drawing paper in front of him was white and clean, without leaving any traces.The baby face couldn't help but look puzzled, so Lin Yuanye sat with a pen in his hand for a whole morning, drawing nothing?

He left in a hurry and forgot to take his hat, Lin Yuanye hurried to catch up with Cheng Liao against the sun.After approaching, as expected, beads of sweat continued to roll down the side of the other party's face.

But at this time, purely from the visual effect, Cheng Liao's black vest seemed to be much better than his own white shirt that was obviously smudged with sweat.At least from a little distance, he couldn't even tell that Cheng Liao's back was already drenched with sweat.

Not wanting the other party to see his slightly embarrassed back, Lin Yuanye deliberately lagged behind Cheng Liao by half a step.He followed Cheng Liao and stepped into the two-story low building next to the construction site.

There seemed to be no one living on the first floor of the dormitory building, and the two walked up the stairs next to it.The lighting in the dormitory is not good, but it is still enough for Lin Yuanye to see clearly. The second floor is the rough Datong shop where the workers live together.

The room facing the entrance of the stairs is wide and large, filled with tatami-style beds, some with quilts neatly folded, and some with quilts rolled up randomly.The side of the bed is full of long-wired plug-in boards, as well as shoes placed here and there.

The long smell of socks that have not been washed for a long time in the air is intertwined with the smell of cheap smoke, and it becomes thicker and thicker in the dimly lit room.

Thinking of the possibility of Cheng Liao living here, Lin Yuanye finally couldn't help frowning, and silently raised his eyes to glance at the man's side face.

But the latter turned into the door at the end of the corridor without seeing it, stopped in front of the public sink, bent down and turned on the faucet in front of him.

Lin Yuanye followed closely and turned on the faucet next to him.

Clean water flowed continuously from the faucet. Amidst the sound of rushing water, Lin Yuanye looked at the man next to him with his eyes wide open, took a handful of water with his hands together, and splashed it on his sweaty drooping face.

In an instant, the water flow was like broken round beads, sliding over his handsome browbones and bridge of nose, and dripping down his lips and chin in pieces.Cheng Liao closed his black eyes lightly and raised his chin, his prominent Adam's apple rolled slowly.

Lin Yuanye's nose moved slightly.Cheng Liao seemed to be sweating a lot. When he was close to the other party, he could smell the faint sweat emanating from the other party's body, but it was not unpleasant.

It was the same in the bar that night. Although the other party was wearing a loose vest and big pants, there were no traces of dirt or unpleasant smells on his clothes and pants.

Undoubtedly, compared with the Datong shop here, Cheng Liao feels clean to him.

While immersed in his own thoughts, the man beside him had already opened his eyes, turned his head to stare at him and asked, "Aren't you going to wash?"

Lin Yuanye suddenly came back to his senses, and followed his example, folded his hands together to take a handful of cold water, closed his eyes and splashed it on his face and neck.The water flowing from the faucet was already warmed by the sun, but it still temporarily relieved the heat on his skin.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to catch a glimpse from the corner of his eye, Cheng Liao reached out his hand from the slanted stab.

Lin Yuanye, who didn't know it at first, finally realized something slowly when his hand that was suspended in mid-air was tightly grasped by the other party.

He opened his eyes, and first looked at Cheng Liao's chest, the black vest that did not leave obvious water marks.Then he lowered his head and swept towards his chest, water stains drenched the smudged white thin shirt.

With the intention of being lazy and cool, Lin Yuanye didn't wear a vest under his shirt.

He raised his head in a daze, and his thoughts fell into a brief pause for a second.

Cheng Liao let go of his wrist, and when his eyes flicked over his fair face that was still dripping water, the corners of his lips raised in a paradoxical way.

Before Lin Yuanye could clearly see the curvature of his lips, the man turned around first, "Blow dry before going out."

He brought Lin Yuanye into the dormitory where the two had passed by before.

Lin Yuanye stood alone by the door, watching the other party go in and turn on the light in the room, then pushed open the window at the end, and then walked in slowly.

In the corner opposite the bed and near the door, there is a simple floor-to-ceiling object cabinet.Cheng Liao opened one of the cabinet doors, took out two tissues from the cabinet, and handed them to the person standing behind him without looking back, "Wipe your face clean first."

Two seconds passed, and no one reached out to pick it up, and no one responded.

Cheng Liao turned around holding the tissue, staring at the place where Lin Yuanye was standing, "Lin—"

Lin Yuanye stood at the original position with his back to him, lowering his head and taking off his shirt.

Noticing the obvious pause in the voice of the man behind him, he raised his head as usual, maintaining the appearance of his shirt collar stripped to his shoulder blades, and slowly turned around from the bright light.

"I sweated too much this morning." Grabbing the button of his unbuttoned shirt in front of him with his fingertips, hiding the faint probing look in his eyes, Lin Yuanye smiled at him calmly, "You have extra clean clothes for Lend me to wear it?"

He just stood there without moving, except for the two arms and neck that were exposed outside the clothes, which were slightly reddened by the sun, the skin on the back of his chest seemed to be peeled off from the eggshell, almost translucent and luminous.

But Cheng Liao rejected him coldly: "No, I don't have extra clothes."