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Song Qingyao asked: "Did you sleep here all night?"

Lin He leaned against the side of his neck and rubbed: "Yes."

"Why don't you go back to the hotel and sleep?"

"I don't want to go back," Lin He muttered and replied, "The hotel doesn't have you."

Looking at the bear who was stuffed into the co-driver by Lin He, who was deformed due to the long-term squeeze, Song Qingyao swallowed back the words of reproach, and sighed: "Get down first."

Lin He propped on the car door, held his palm to stand up with strength, and hooked his shoulder when he closed the door.

"Senior, I'm dizzy too."

Reaching back and hugging Lin He's waist, Song Qingyao frowned and said, "Drink so much, how did you come here last night?"

"I called a substitute driver," Lin He turned to look at the car, "Xiong hasn't picked it up yet."

"How can you take it when you are like this? Go up first and then talk."

Helping Lin He to the door of the house, Song Qingyao didn't avoid him when he pressed the password, and helped him sit on the triangular stool next to him after entering the door, and squatted down to help take off his shoes.

Looking at the protective gear on Song Qingyao's right hand, Lin He gave him a tug: "I'll do it myself."

Taking a pair of disposable slippers and putting them at Lin He's feet, Song Qingyao waited for Lin He to change them before helping him up.When passing by the living room, he hesitated in front of the sofa, and helped Lin He to his bedroom.

Pressing hard to straighten the upward curve of the corners of his lips, Lin He continued to follow him into the room while clutching his aching waist.

When taking off his coat, Lin He pulled up the front of his shirt and smelled it, and said, "Senior, I want to take a bath."

"Be patient," Song Qingyao advised, "If your back hurts, take a good rest and wash it tomorrow."

"I can't bear it, the shirt smells of alcohol, and my hair must smell too."

Glancing at him helplessly, Song Qingyao took out a cotton nightgown that hadn't been worn for a long time from the corner of the closet, watched Lin He take it and walked towards the bathroom while pressing his waist, and couldn't help but remind him, "Be careful when slipping." ".

Lin He responded, and called him in the bathroom not long after.He went over to see that Lin He was wrapped in a towel around his waist, and he stood by the door and handed out the laundry basket: "Senior, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's okay." He replied lightly, without looking at Lin He's bare upper body, he took the dirty clothes basket and walked towards the balcony.

Lin He propped the door frame with his left arm, looked at his back, and closed the door until he was out of sight.

Putting Lin He's changed clothes into the laundry bag, Song Qingyao set the washing mode, turned around and went to the kitchen to heat up milk.When Lin He came out after washing, he went over with the cup and saw Lin He wearing his nightgown standing by the bed and pulling his hem. He couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but after seeing Lin He's appearance clearly, he thought it was funny.

For him, the nightgown that was just above the knee was worn by Lin He to the middle of the thigh, and the sleeves were also a little short.Lin He was not awkward. After pulling, he supported the wall and lifted his left leg towards him: "Disposable slippers are difficult to wear, squeeze your feet."

This kind of slippers is really not easy to wear when they get wet. Song Qingyao passed the milk to Lin He to drink, went to the entrance and opened the elevated cabinet door on the left, took a pair of home slippers and put them at Lin He's feet.

Lin He didn't move, and asked, "Is this Yang Tingwei's?"

Song Qingyao said, "Ji did it."

Lin He stepped his foot in and found that the size was just right: "Did you buy these slippers for Ji Gan?"

It is impossible for the guests to bring this kind of thing, Song Qingyao said yes, Lin He continued to ask: "Then can you also buy me a pair?"

Lin He leaned against the wall, and when he spoke, he stretched his right hand behind to cover his waist.Song Qingyao hesitated for a moment: "Okay."

After drinking the milk with his head up, Lin He said: "Senior, please help me to lie down, I feel so sick just after taking a shower."

After taking the cup and putting it on the bedside table, Song Qingyao helped him to lie down slowly, and asked, "Do you want to take a leave of absence tonight?"

"We'll talk about it when we wake up." Lin He hugged the pillow and turned his head, "Do you have any plaster at home, please put one on it for me first?"

The family had prepared them before, but because Yang Tingwei bought them, he even threw them away during the tidying up, and the new ones hadn't been prepared in time.

"No, wait until I go out and buy it for you, you rest first."

"Okay." Lin He buried his face in the pillow, and he pulled the quilt over to cover it, but Lin He moved, and his loose hem moved up a bit with the movement.

They did this several times, but Song Qingyao had never seriously looked at Lin He's naked appearance. At this moment, he saw the key parts unexpectedly, and immediately turned his eyes away to cover it with the quilt.

"Senior," Lin He turned his face to call him as if he didn't notice, "I'm so sleepy, I don't want to eat anymore, please wake me up in the evening."

Song Qingyao nodded in agreement, and then left the bedroom after seeing Lin He closed his eyes.After the door was closed, he breathed a sigh of relief, waved away the image that had been entrenched in his mind just now, and walked into the bathroom.

Lin He's hygiene habits are very good, and he won't get water everywhere after using the bathroom.After returning to the balcony and setting the drying function, he was considering whether to ask Aunt Gu to cook a meal at noon, when the mobile phone in his trouser pocket vibrated continuously.

He picked it up, and Ji Gan asked on the other end of the phone, "Where have you been? The dishes have been ordered."

He was stunned for a moment before remembering that Ji Gan made an appointment for lunch today, and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I'm still at home."

Ji Gan was speechless: "Didn't you accompany your aunt to burn incense in the morning? Why did you go back again?"

Lin He was in the room, and Song Qingyao didn't want to talk so much on the phone, so he told Ji Qian to wait and go over now.Before going out, he opened the bedroom door and took a peek. Lin He was still lying motionless on his stomach, apparently asleep.

The place where Ji Qianyue had dinner was near SM Plaza, an elegantly decorated Chinese restaurant called "Water Lily". The two of them had been here many times before. When the welcoming guests knocked on the door of the private room, Song Qingyao saw seven dishes on the table. Yitang, Ji Gan was smoking a cigarette while leaning against the back of his chair bored.

Lifting his cigarette-holding finger and tapping the dial, Ji Qian said, "55 minutes late."

Song Qingyao sat down beside him, took a few sips from the water glass: "I'll treat you to this meal."

Ji Gan was dissatisfied and said, "Am I short of this meal?"

Taking a mouthful of steamed grouper with chopsticks, Song Qingyao tasted the meat was delicious enough, so he continued to eat: "Then what do you want?"

Grinning, Ji Gan approached him gossipingly: "Tell me the truth about you and my junior."

Since he agreed to come out for dinner, Song Qingyao didn't intend to hide it anymore, but he was really hungry now and wanted to finish his meal first.Ji Gan was also straightforward, picked up chopsticks to eat with him, and commented that the new chef in the store was better than the original one.

Song Qingyao also felt that the taste was better after changing the cook, and he never stopped chopsticks, and only leaned on the back of the chair to rest when he was full. come over.

Song Qingyao squinted at him: "Why haven't I seen you like this before?"

"What's so good about that Yang guy?" Ji Gan retorted.Song Qingyao thought about it too. Before he got together with Yang Tingwei, Ji Qian didn't like Yang Tingwei very much, and after they got together, he disliked Yang Tingwei everywhere.But it was the first time Ji Gan saw Lin He that night, and in that state, would he have a good impression of Lin He?

After hearing his question, Ji Gan leaned back in his chair, lit a cigarette and smoked: "It's good to know if you know it."

The air purification system is turned on in the private room, so the smell of smoke will not be choking.Seeing Ji Gan puffing out smoke rings, Song Qingyao suddenly realized that he hadn't smoked a cigarette recently.

He has no addiction to cigarettes, and he only takes a few puffs to relieve boredom when he is in a bad mood.However, during the time when Yang Tingwei and Yang Tingwei were about to break up, his dependence on cigarettes became more serious, and the most exaggerated one time he smoked a pack in half a day.

Several times, Ji Qin, who was on the night shift, said that he smelled of cigarettes and that he was not in good spirits, and asked him what was the matter.

He is not a person who will show his emotions easily, but he was really unable to hold on during that time, and even thought about taking a few days off before his birthday.

"Actually, I'm not really interested in him," Ji Gan took a puff of smoke, "I'm just curious about how he could let you out so quickly."

Song Qingyao and Ji Gan looked at each other, but they were thinking about what Ji Gan just said in their minds.Seeing that he didn't answer himself, Ji Qian continued: "I wanted to introduce you to a friend who just came back from Tianjin, who is a professor of physics at the university."

"I am two years older than you, and I came out of the closet with my family very early like you, and I have no other burdens for financial independence." Ji Gan sat up straight, shook the ashtray into the ashtray by his hand, looked at Song Qingyao and asked, "Is there any Not interested? If so, I'll ask him out for a meal."

Looking down at the right hand wearing the protective gear, Song Qingyao was quiet for a moment before saying, "I don't understand how he did it, but with him around, I really don't have time to be sad."

Seeing that he avoided the last question, Ji Gan understood his attitude: "This shows that the junior has quite a weight in your heart."

Song Qingyao didn't say a word, and Ji Gan also fell silent. After taking another two puffs, he asked, "Have you done it with him?"

The fingertips that fiddled with the protective gear adjustment belt stopped, and Song Qingyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, still maintaining the downcast posture.Ji Qian stubbed out the cigarette butt, and said with a smile, "Did you feel a little moved?"

The heartbeat-like tinnitus that I heard in the car yesterday unconsciously appeared in my mind, Song Qingyao denied, "No."

"Since you don't have one, try someone else, and it will be easier to understand what you really want." Ji Gan suggested to him, "You pick a time, and I'll ask that friend out to have a meal together and get in touch first."

Frowning slightly, Song Qingyao looked up at Ji Qian: "Farewell, don't delay others."

"How do you call it a delay? You have to eat every day, maybe you will feel it while chatting."

Seeing that Ji Qian still didn't understand what he meant, Song Qingyao had no choice but to say: "I really don't want to think about that kind of thing now, let it be..."

Before he could say the word 'natural', he first saw the corner of Ji Gan's mouth curled up.

Annoyed, he leaned back on the back of the chair, feeling his ears warm up, and Song Qingyao used his fingers to pull the adjustment belt of the protective gear again.Ji Gan has known him for many years and knows what most of his reactions mean.Thinking of the way Lin He hugged him and acted like a spoiled child that night, Ji Gan asked, "How younger is your younger brother than you?"

"4 is old."

"Does his family know about his sexual orientation?"

"I didn't ask."

"Then is it possible for you and him to be together?"

Song Qingyao wanted to say that he didn't know, but was interrupted by a call from Ji Qian's work computer on the table.

Ji Qian picked it up, and the assistant apologized on the other end of the phone, saying that he had made a mistake with an important document for Party A.

Hearing the assistant's voice that was so tense that it changed its tone, Ji Gan couldn't swear anymore. After hanging up, he threw the phone on the table: "I'm going back to work again before I'm out of breath."

"Troublesome?" Song Qingyao asked.

Ji Gan rang the service bell: "It's quite troublesome, I won't see you off, and I have to rush there now."

"Let me tie the knot," Song Qingyao got up and said, "You go first."

There is no need to be polite between them, Ji Gan patted him on the shoulder: "Then call."

"Okay, drive slowly."

Watching Ji Qian stride away, Song Qingyao waited for the waiter to come in and pay the bill, then went out from the door and got into an empty car on the side of the road.

The driver asked him where he was going, and looking at the busy street ahead, he remembered that Lin He hadn't bought his slippers and plaster yet, so he said he was going to Vientiane City.

After the car started, he took out his mobile phone and found that Ji Gan had sent a voice a few minutes ago.

"I didn't have time to say it just now, but it was quite vivid to see you being stalked and embarrassing by your junior that night. At least it was much more natural than you and Yang Tingwei."

Recalling Xia Linhe's way of being a rascal at that time, his right hand resting on the car door blocked the corner of his slightly curved mouth.

It's really vivid.