steal the moon

What a bad day.

Yan Nuan held the convenience store bag containing canned beer, and looked calmly at the man who was speaking in front of him.

"Why bother, everyone in this circle is like this, I just didn't expect you to be so resistant," he said absurdly, but his face was full of affection, "I understand, you care so much because you care about me .For you, I am willing to..."

"No," Yan Nuan interrupted him expressionlessly, "I think it's dirty and I'm afraid of getting sick."

The other party smiled, shook his head and said, "You are always stubborn."

Yan Nuan lowered her head and glanced at the time: "Is there anything else?"

"You buy so much wine and drink it yourself?" The man stepped forward and tried to hold his hand, "You should need someone to accompany you."

Yan Nuan took a quick step back and dodged.

"I can change for you," the other party chased after him relentlessly, still holding his hand holding the bag, "Maybe we should give each other a little more time, a chance."

"It's not just about you going out for an appointment," Yan Nuan pulled out her hand, frowning and wiped her coat, "You don't brush your teeth before going to bed, you don't wash your dental calculus for several years, and you only change your underwear every few days. Be honest. It’s disgusting to say that, if you don’t make an appointment, I’m also worried that I’ll get sick.”

The opponent froze.

"Tental calculus can cause gingivitis," Yan Nuan looked at him, "I suggest you pay attention as soon as possible, and it will be too late when you have breath."

The other party finally came to his senses, he was displeased but tried to forcibly endure, trying to save himself: "You are deliberately angry with me. There is no need to do this, and you are not a child."

Yan Nuan ignored it, turned around and was about to leave when her footsteps stopped.

There was a person standing in the corner not far away.

The man was carrying a street lamp and was half leaning against the wall. From Yan Nuan's perspective, he could only see the outline of his body, and his clothes and facial features were all blurred.

"A little trick to get you," the man behind Yan Nuan stretched out his hand, "You know, I will definitely hold you back."

Yan Nuan didn't move, still staring at that person blankly.

It's just an outline, and there are almost no features that can be distinguished. The reason why he cares about it is all out of intuition.

"You're trembling," said the man behind, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."

Yan Nuan pulled out her hand suddenly, lowered her head and took a deep breath, trying to calm down the unnatural heartbeat at the moment, and cursed in a low voice: "Get out of here."

After speaking, he hurriedly stepped forward, trying to leave.

But the uninterested man kept pestering her: "Don't be too impulsive, my dear, let's talk about it in another place."

Yan Nuan still kept an eye on the man not far away from the corner of her eye.

The man seemed to have noticed the movement here, and slowly raised his head.

Yan Nuan still couldn't see his face clearly, but she had a strong premonition in her heart.

What a bad day.

While he was thinking this way, the man stood up straight and walked towards them slowly.

Yan Nuan shook off the man's hand again, lowered her head and walked quickly to the other side: "I have nothing to tell you, don't bother me anymore."

Before the man could speak, a voice came from behind.

"Yan Nuan?"

Yan Nuan's breathing stopped for a beat.

"Yan Nuan?" The voice of the man who couldn't walk steadily was full of hesitation and undisguised joy, "You are Yan Nuan!"

Yan Nuan couldn't move.

He turned around apprehensively, and the figure slowly approached under the streetlight, and his face gradually became clear.

"You don't know me, don't you?" The already unfamiliar face looked at him with the same smile as Yan Nuan remembered, "It's me, I'm Yu Qianfei."

Yan Nuan opened his mouth, but made no sound.

Along with memories and emotions, there is also a strong smell of alcohol in the air.

"Who is this person?" asked the endless man from before, frowning, "What does it have to do with you?"

Yan Nuan didn't know how to respond, the drunken Yu Qianfei frowned.

"Who are you?" He raised his hand and pointed at the man. "I just saw it. Why do you keep pestering him?"

"Ha," the man he was pointing at looked at Yan Nuan mockingly, "Sounds so high-sounding, so it's already..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Nuan eagerly interrupted him: "Shut up!"

Seeing this, Yu Qianfei took a step forward, stood in front of him forcefully, and looked at the man: "What do you want?"

"I..." He raised his hand before uttering the first syllable, and Yu Qianfei slapped his hand down.

"What do you mean, who is allowed to point at him?" Yu Qianfei said, "I'll fold it for you again."

He was tall, reeked of alcohol, and spoke in a very unreasonable manner.

Seeing this, the other party hesitated for a moment, then let out a soft "sneer", shook his head and said, "It's unreasonable." After he finished speaking, he glanced at Yan Nuan again, and before leaving, he mocked in a low voice, "This kind of man, you still don't know why?" Really discerning."

Yan Nuan remained silent, her eyes still falling on Yu Qianfei.

Yu Qianfei was very drunk, and it took a while for the man to come back to his senses, and slowly turned to look at Yan Nuan: "Who is that man?"

"...a psycho." Yan Nuan said.

Yu Qianfei didn't question this answer, and smiled with narrowed eyes: "Fortunately, I came in time."

Yan Nuan opened his mouth and looked away.

"Why are you here?" Yu Qianfei said happily, "Why haven't you contacted me all these years?"

"I..." Yan Nuan couldn't answer.

Yu Qianfei waited quietly for a while, finally realized something, and his smile sank: "Yes, why didn't you contact me? Damn, why didn't you contact me?"

His voice was a bit loud, and some passers-by turned their heads to look in their direction.

"What's the matter with you, I thought you were dead," Yu Qianfei said angrily, "You..."

He took half a step forward, then stumbled.

Yan Nuan quickly reached out to help: "You drank too much."

"I didn't," Yu Qianfei denied, "I..."

As he spoke, he lowered his gaze, stared at Yan Nuan's face for a while, and murmured softly, "Am I really drunk? Did I miss you so much, that's why I had such a dream?"

Yan Nuan hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze.

"My head hurts." Yu Qianfei said.

"Where do you live?" Yan Nuan asked.

"Here," Yu Qianfei said, "it should be here."

He squinted his eyes and looked around.

Yan Nuan bit her lip: "You...forget it, let me help you."

The house that Yan Nuan rented was within a 10-minute walk.

Yu Qianfei's unsteady footsteps made this journey difficult and long.He wrapped his arms around Yan Nuan's shoulders, put most of his weight on Yan Nuan's body, and muttered a few words from time to time.

"Did you block me? Did you? Why did you block me? Why block me?"

Before Yan Nuan could reply, he simply stopped.

"Did I offend you somewhere? What do you think?"

"No," Yan Nuan frowned and lowered her head, "It's not dark."

"Then why didn't you reply to me?" Yu Qianfei asked, "Didn't you see the message I left for you?"

"Are you going?" Yan Nuan said, "If not, I'll go back by myself."

Yu Qianfei asked: "You want to take me to your house?"

Yan Nuan thought, otherwise.

"Then let's go." Yu Qianfei leaned on him, and walked obediently.

After entering the house, Yu Qianfei, who was already drunk, became sober for no reason.He ignored Yan Nuan's stop, wandered around his house, nodded and commented: "Not bad."

Yan Nuan frowned and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. When she returned to the room, she found that the man was actually drinking the beer he had just bought.

Yu Qianfei sat on the floor, raised his head and drank heavily, and then let out a long and comfortable sigh.After noticing Yan Nuan, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Here, sit here," he patted the seat beside him, "You're welcome."

Yan Nuan walked over and mercilessly took the remaining half can of beer from him: "Don't drink it."

"I'm thirsty." Yu Qianfei said.

Yan Nuan handed him the water glass.

"It doesn't taste good," Yu Qianfei complained childishly, "I want the one in a jar."

"This is soda." Yan Nuan said.

Yu Qianfei believed it, took a sip from the water glass, and immediately frowned: "You lied to me, and you lied to me again."

He put the water glass on the ground and looked up at Yan Nuan: "You liar, you always lie to me. I'm so mad."

After finishing speaking, he forcibly took the beer from Yan Nuan's hand, took another big sip, and said, "Damn, for so many years, I was the only one who missed you and hated you. You are heartless, you said you would contact me." Mine. Liar."