It's senior, your voice is so nice

"The plane ahead is about to start landing, please put away the small table..."

The female voice broadcasting in the plane woke up the sleeping Zhen Mu, he rubbed his eyes and looked outside.He was very tired from the long-distance flight, and it was dark outside. He could only see his own face reflected in the window, haggard as if he had not slept for several days.

Zhenmu doesn't like to travel far, even if he just goes to a nearby city, he feels tired.

Zhenmu's mother said she was ill, and hoped he would go to see herself; however, when he arrived, he realized that his mother was in good spirits, and he was just looking for an excuse to coax him to go over.He came out very early, and with his coming out, the shaky relationship between his parents finally collapsed completely. The two divorced quickly, one stayed in China and married again, and the other went abroad to remarry. In a sense, it was a happy ending ending.

At least his parents have a new life of their own, and no one wants to "correct" his sexual orientation.

After seeing his mother, the other party said a lot of words, and finally returned to his feelings-"Are you still talking with that one, I saw him on the news before..." The mother seemed to be unable to say the following words Exit, Zhenmu shook his head, and replied indifferently: "We have nothing to do with each other, just for fun."

So the accusation of the next sentence can be predicted: "Don't play...you should find someone better... Mom heard that the circle is very messy..."

That's why Zhenmu wanted to meet his parents. He wanted them to be well with him, but they still wanted to meet, and he wanted him to applaud their respective new lives.

After Zhen Mu stayed there for 2 minutes, the plane started to land. He immediately recovered and prepared to get off the plane.

Fortunately, he still has such a good friend as Ye Che, he really couldn't spare any energy to drive home.Soon the plane landed at the airport smoothly, and Zhenmu slowly took the bag from the luggage rack, and followed the queue to get off the plane and slowly walked towards the exit.

While walking, he dialed Ye Che's phone: "Hi, I got off the plane, are you here?"

Ye Che didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't reply very quickly: "Ah, I... I'm at the airport, you can see me when you come out."

"...Speaking so hesitantly, is it because you didn't come?" Zhenmu said to the point, "You asked your assistant to come?"

Over there, Ye Che replied "I'm here", said that the phone was out of battery and was waiting for him outside, then hung up hastily.

Zhen Mu didn't know what the hell he was doing, anyway, it was either Ye Che or Ye Che's assistant, it was impossible for him to leave himself at the airport, that would be too inhuman.Thinking of this, he walked out with a tired expression, and soon arrived at the baggage carousel, waiting to pick up his own suitcase.

The flight time was a bit late, and there were not many people at the airport. Zhen Mu dragged the suitcase and walked out. As soon as he got out of the pick-up gate, he raised his head and looked around for Ye Che's trace.

but--

Ye Che didn't appear, but he saw a slightly familiar figure from behind.

The man was tall, with short stubble, and was doing something with his back to the airport and his head bowed.For a moment, Zhenmu thought it was Lin Changxu, but soon realized that Lin Changxu had long since stopped doing this kind of sportswear.This is not some residual feeling, nor is it that he still has expectations for Lin Changxu; it's just that the time together is too long, and the time apart is not long enough. I feel sick just thinking about him.

Who is this person? The answer is already obvious.

It was only then that Zhen Mu understood what Ye Che's hesitation on the phone meant—fellow friends had made their own decisions and made arrangements for their own marriage.

However, the kid still turned his back to the airport pick-up gate, as if he didn't realize that he would miss his goal.Zhen Mu dragged the suitcase and walked there lightly, his movement was drowned in the voices and footsteps of other people at the airport, Shan Zechuan didn't notice it, and still hung his head.

As he got closer, he heard that the other party's naturally good voice was muttering something in a low voice.

"Senior, I'm here to pick you up...ah no, senior, Supervisor Ye has something to do, he asked me to pick you up...this is too stupid...senior, I want an answer...ahhhhh no no no no... ..." Shan Zechuan was practicing the opening speech, as silly as a boy who is in love for the first time.

Zhenmu had already walked behind Shan Zechuan, he turned his waist to the side, and saw Shan Zechuan holding a bouquet of roses in his hand.

Wow, pick up and send flowers at the airport, it's still a white rose, so earthy!

Zhen Mu couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Shan Zechuan was rehearsing until "Senior, I'll pick you up..." Before he finished speaking, he heard this familiar voice. He turned around in a daze, and couldn't stop the remaining two words: "Back Home... oh senior, I, I, I... I..."

"Come to pick me up?" Zhenmu smiled, cast his eyes on the flowers in his hand, and teased, "Who taught you how to send roses? Your sister wouldn't come up with such a silly idea, would she?"

Shan Zechuan suddenly hid the flowers behind his back, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked away awkwardly: "...What Producer Ye said..."

"Oh, that bastard Ye Che," Zhen Mu said, "he is single, do you still trust him?"

Shan Zechuan could only apologize with a blushing face: "I'm sorry..."

Who knows that Zhenmu stretched out his hand to him: "Huh?"

"what?"

"Flowers, aren't they for me?"

"Ah yes..." Shan Zechuan took out the flowers again, and handed them to Zhenmu anxiously, "...do you accept them, senior?"

"It's not a waste if you don't accept it." Zhenmu took the flowers and stuffed the trolley of the suitcase into Shan Zechuan's hands, "If it's a red rose, I really won't accept it, it's too dirty."

"...Senior..." Shan Zechuan probably wanted to say something here, but Zhenmu didn't give him a chance—he didn't have the habit of talking about private affairs in full view at the airport—he simply walked towards the parking lot Go: "Come on, where is the car parked?"

"It's in the parking lot..." Shan Zechuan hastened to catch up, and walked beside him, wanting to see Zhenmu's side face, but only looked for a second and then looked away in a panic.

They hadn't seen each other for some time, and when they saw each other again, Shan Zechuan was more distracted than he imagined.

Zhen Mu couldn't tell what he was thinking at this moment.

To be honest, he thought that during the time he was thinking, Shan Zechuan might cool down, or he might give up directly.He has long passed the time of believing in the "predestined" set. For Zhenmu, feelings start happening suddenly in a second, and how suddenly it happens, it can end as suddenly.

No one will be obsessed with this person.

But he seems to be wrong.

Zhenmu never expected that Shan Zechuan would come to pick him up.

The two of them didn't talk until they got in the car. The bouquet of flowers was put into the back seat. Zhen Mu naturally opened the co-pilot's door, sat in and fastened his seat belt, and waited for Shan Zechuan to drive. Wait for him to speak.

But Shan Zechuan only drove and didn't speak.

Even though he was still practicing his opening speech foolishly at the airport just now, when he really saw the person he was thinking about day and night, he was speechless instead.Zhen Mu is too natural, neither surprised nor shy - according to his sister's "experience", the one who really doesn't like it is that he can treat her calmly and normally.Shan Zechuan felt that he had already died before he could finish his mission, and he might have lost to that bouquet of roses.

So the car subtly remained silent, Zhenmu looked at the street scene passing by outside the car window, but it was hard to ignore the clamor in his heart.

Is Shan Zechuan really different?

Well, at least Lin Changxu will be smarter in sending flowers, and will choose some special ones with sayings to make him happy.

But Lin Changxu would not express his love openly in a crowded public place like the airport.

I don't know how long it took, finally there was voice in the quiet car, and Shan Zechuan suddenly called out: "Senior!"

"……Um?"

"Senior, can you answer me?" Shan Zechuan blushed, "I mean, my confession..."

He obviously wanted to answer, but he didn't give Zhen Mu a chance to answer, and he said a long series of words on his own: "Ah, I also think that seniors probably don't like me, but I just hold that little Luckily... I don't know what to say, at first I just felt that I admired my seniors, and I was sure that I was a straight man, but... there seems to be no way."

The more he spoke, the softer his voice became, and the subtle guttural voice in his voice was extremely sexy: "It's just that there's no way not to think about senior, and there's no way not to make up some things... If this disturbs senior, I apologize... But I want to know..."

"Do seniors like me, or do they... like me a little bit?"

God knows how long Shan Zechuan's chaotic words have been brewing in his chest.Ye Che was right, he just needed some courage, after he spoke the first sentence, the rest poured out like beans, and he couldn't stop it.He forced himself to look ahead and drive seriously; in fact, he wanted to see Zhenmu's expression at the moment like crazy, and wanted to see a little hint from his expression.

Whether to accept or be rejected, the torment began again.

Ah, this damn love.

After listening to Shan Zechuan's words, Zhen Mu didn't answer right away. He prolonged his voice with "um", as if he was thinking about the wording of rejection: "If you want to ask like this... I like it."

"Eh?"

"but……"

Shan Zechuan's mood is riding a roller coaster, with 360-degree turns, flips and vertical dives.

Until Zhenmu said: "But if you want to send flowers next time, don't send roses...it's better not to send flowers, but to send something else."

"What's the meaning……"

"It means," Zhen Mu said lightly, "I agree."

Shan Zechuan wanted to say something excitedly, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only keep saying, "I...! You!...Really?! Senior, you..."

Zhenmu was amused by him, covered his stomach and raised his head, laughed brightly and loudly: "Why are you so cute, I really can't do anything about you..."

"It's me," Shan Zechuan pursed his lips and said vaguely, "There's nothing you can do about Senior..."

His heart was about to jump out.