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Although Song Qingyao said that he wanted to choose what Lin He wanted to eat, he was still dragged by Lin He to a steam seafood restaurant with good reviews that he had previously favored.

The first meal the two ate together was at a seafood stall in Qingdao. Now sitting in this elegantly decorated seafood restaurant, Lin He took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair. Get up and sit next to him to watch together.

It was past one o'clock when they arrived, and there were still many customers in the store.Song Qingyao thought it was weird for two people to sit in a row, and wanted Lin He to sit back. Lin He rolled up his shirt sleeves, and without explaining to him, he pointed to the big dragon on the second page and asked him if he wanted to eat.

The clerk was waiting by the side, and it was inconvenient for Song Qingyao to say more. Fortunately, Lin He knew how to restrain himself, but he accidentally touched his finger twice when flipping through the menu.Song Qingyao had never tried to sneak under the clerk's nose before, and he didn't relax until the clerk finally went to place an order, and took the tea on the table to drink.

Lin He glanced at the beer sign on the corner of the table, and asked him if he wanted to drink Tsingtao beer.

He doesn't have the habit of drinking, not to mention it's only noon now.Lin He showed him the sign, saying that the puree was sold here.

When it came to puree, he thought of the music restaurant, so he agreed to drink a little.After the wine was brought up, Lin He poured him a glass, and after he took a sip, he leaned into his ear and asked, "One time to drink beforehand, and one time to drink afterward, which tastes better?"

Before the second sip of beer touched his lips, Song Qingyao choked on his own saliva, and turned to stare at Lin He.

Lin He didn't feel guilty at all, he looked ahead and drank his own wine, and after looking at it for a while, he pointed to the table in front of him and asked him, "Senior, will you want children in the future?"

Song Qingyao looked forward, with slightly curly bangs, a cute little girl about three or four years old was sitting at the opposite table eating crab meat.His big eyes stared at the food on the table, a piece of rice hung from the corner of his mouth, and the tip of his nose was stained with orange-yellow crab paste.

The little girl's mother was feeding her younger brother. There was no one else at the table. Song Qingyao looked away and said, "I never thought about it."

"Is it because you don't like children?" Lin He asked.

It's not like whether he likes it or not, he just thinks there's no point in having a child with his sexual orientation.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin He said, "Actually, I really like children."

After a pause in unlocking the phone, Song Qingyao continued to stay on the screen, and replied: "Then find someone to marry and have a baby."

Lin He shook his head, looking back at his profile from the little girl's face, resting his right hand on the table and holding his chin, he said, "I can't have a baby with you, shall we adopt two in the future?"

"It's not easy to adopt in China, you can go back to the Netherlands to go through the formalities."

Lin He talked to himself, and went to look at the little girl again: "A girl and a boy, you and I hug one and go for a walk in the park, how sweet it is."

Song Qingyao couldn't focus on the screen anymore, he turned his head to look at Lin He, and found that Lin He was also looking at him, and asked with a smile: "Senior, do you think I'm thinking too much?"

Song Qingyao wanted to nod, but the Lin He who buried his face in his arms last night and stubbornly said that he had no home overlapped with the smiling Lin He in front of him, reminding him of himself who witnessed his father's death when he was a child, And the reason why I didn't want to step into my parents' room for two full years.

In fact, he knows better than anyone how it feels to lose a loved one at the age when he needs the love of his parents the most.His desire for family is not so strong, one is that his personality is independent enough, and the other is that Ye He gave him enough love to make up for the missing part.But Lin He was not as lucky as him.

Lin He didn't mention much this morning, but the few words he uttered can already build a repressed childhood.

Seeing the silly look of the big boy smiling at him with dimples, Song Qingyao moved his fingers, took the wine glass and drank the remaining puree in one gulp.

"The food hasn't been served yet, it's easy to get drunk if you drink like this." Lin He reminded.

Poured another glass for himself, he picked it up and touched Lin He's glass, and said in a low voice, "When I'm drunk, I have you."

Lin He was startled for a moment, then approached him and asked, "What did you just say?"

Song Qingyao didn't repeat it, and Lin He cut off the cup after taking two sips this time: "Senior, what are you doing? Are you suddenly in a bad mood?"

"No," Song Qingyao smiled, resting his left elbow on the table, putting his palm against the side of his face and looking at Lin He, "I'm in a good mood."

Lin He was a little confused by his way of speaking as if he was drunk. At this time, the waiter brought the seafood they ordered. Remembering that the seasoning hadn't been made yet, Lin He reminded him to wait and go back on his own.

Seeing Lin He walking quickly towards the self-service seasoning area, Song Qingyao returned his gaze to the steam cauldron on the table.

Starfish, cuttlefish, crab, and prawns are arranged in an orderly manner. They ordered these items when they were in Qingdao, and Lin He ordered them again.The steaming prawns looked plump at first glance. Song Qingyao picked up one with his chopsticks, thinking of what Lin He said when he helped him peel the prawns.

Although the right hand is wearing a protective gear, it is much better after a week of recuperation, and the fingers are no longer a problem.

After tearing off a wet towel to wipe his hands, he picked up the shrimp and blew on it, then began to peel the head and shell of the shrimp.

Lin He came back with two bowls of sauce, and was about to tell him that today's sauce may not have the same taste as that day, when he found a few peeled shrimps in his bowl, and another one that was shelled and plump with crab paste. Crab.

After taking a sauce bowl and putting it in his hand, Song Qingyao continued to pick and peel the shrimp.Sitting next to him, Lin He saw his right hand was not very flexible, so he took a wet towel to wipe his own hand, then took his right hand over, and changed to a clean one to wipe his fingers.

There were people all around, Song Qingyao felt embarrassed and wanted to pull back, but Lin He didn't want to let go, and reminded him: "Don't strain too hard again."

As soon as he said this, Song Qingyao knew that Lin He would not let go, so he could only wait for him to finish wiping.Seeing that Lin He took another one and wanted to continue wiping his left hand, he immediately took it and said that he could do it.

Lin He didn't insist, but switched his bowl with his own.

Song Qingyao said, "This is for you to eat."

"I know," Lin He peeled the shell of a shrimp, "you specially peeled these for me, I definitely want to eat them."

"Then why did you call here?"

"Because you want to feed me." Lin He raised his hands with a natural attitude, "It will be fishy when it gets cold, and now I'm peeling it for you, so I can't spare my hands to eat."

In terms of lip service, Song Qingyao was far behind Lin He.He didn't refute. He picked up a shrimp with his chopsticks and dipped it in Lin He's sauce. When Lin He opened his mouth and waited for him to feed him, he put it into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing, he looked at Lin He. : "The taste of this sauce is not as good as that day's."

Lin He didn't take advantage of it, but he ate a shrimp instead, so he quickly changed the bowl back, so as not to lose the rest.

Seeing Lin He's childish behavior, Song Qingyao no longer wanted to complain about it. He just thought that this guy was cute sometimes. He was obviously an adult, but he would care about such trivial matters.

Facts have proved that Lin He really cares about it, and he was still talking about the shrimp that Song Qingyao ate until he finished eating.And because Song Qingyao didn't peel him again, he would look at him with hesitant eyes from time to time, which made Song Qingyao helpless, and he reluctantly gave up when Dalong brought him a few chopsticks.

This meal was Song Qingyao's treat, Lin He didn't argue with him, and proposed to invite him for dinner after he came out, Song Qingyao said that he couldn't do it tonight, he had to go back to eat with his mother.

Lin He didn't know about his family's situation yet, so he chatted while he was buying coffee.

Knowing that Song Qingyao also lost his father since he was a child, Lin He had a guilty expression on his face: "I'm sorry senior, I shouldn't have asked."

Song Qingyao's reaction was much calmer, and he smiled while watching the barista doing the one-way show: "It's nothing, it's been a long time ago, and I don't really remember much."

Lin He beside him was quiet for a moment before asking: "Then your mother has always raised you alone?"

"Well," Song Qingyao sighed when mentioning Ye He, and turned his gaze back to Lin He, "She loves my dad very much, and is also afraid that I will be wronged, so she carries everything by herself, and her body suffers from stubborn illnesses."

Lin He said, "What's the problem?"

"I had an operation last year and recovered, but I have been suffering from poor sleep."

Lin He collected the knowledge he had learned about insomnia in his mind, and Song Qingyao continued: "The friend I went to see this morning is the psychologist she saw before, and I have to take her to a follow-up consultation tomorrow."

After thinking that he will be on the night shift tomorrow, Lin He said, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

After receiving the iced Americano from the barista, Song Qingyao inserted a straw and took a sip: "No need, I have to go to Nanputuo to offer incense before accompanying her for a follow-up visit."

"South Putuo?" Lin He also took the iced latte from the barista, and walked side by side to the store door, "What place is it?"

"A monastery with a lot of incense. My mother and Ji Gan go to offer incense every month."

Song Qingyao just mentioned Ji Gan casually, but Lin He paused and followed with strides: "Ji Gan will go tomorrow?"

"No," Song Qingyao explained, "he's been busy finishing a project recently, so he doesn't have that much time."

"Then how long have you known him?"

"We've known each other since high school."

"Is he straight or crooked?"

Song Qingyao stopped and looked back at Lin He who was biting on a straw.

Lin He thought he would answer him, but he didn't expect him to look at him and continue walking.

Lin He caught up with him: "Senior, why didn't you answer me?"

Song Qingyao took a sip of coffee leisurely and said, "He's crooked."

Hearing the sound of air being squeezed into the straw, Song Qingyao didn't need to look back to know that it was Lin He who finished the coffee.Now that he has been in contact with it, he somewhat understands that Lin He has a desire for monopoly.Although they are not together yet, it would be better to explain some unnecessary misunderstandings as soon as possible.

He turned his head to look at Lin He: "Ji Gan has someone he has liked for a long time, but it's not me, he and I are just good friends."

Lin He put down his glass: "Does he know about me and you in Qingdao?"

"He only knows that I met you in Qingdao, and I didn't tell him the rest."

"So he doesn't know we're having sex?"

Casting a sideways glance at Lin He, Song Qingyao refused to answer this kind of question, but fortunately Lin He didn't ask any further.The two walked forward side by side, and when they turned the corner in front, an indoor playground with a cool decoration appeared in front of them. Song Qingyao habitually wanted to pass by, but Lin He grabbed his sleeve.

Lin He pointed to the entrance door and said, "Senior, I want to play this, you can come in with me to play."

Looking at the noisy figures of children beside the fishing machine, Song Qingyao took another sip of coffee before swallowing the words of refusal.