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"arrive."

Zhou Chiyu's voice rang in Song Boyang's ears again.

The motor stopped running slowly, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground was gone, the rushing wind was gone, and the sound of the iron basket cover colliding due to bumps was gone. For a moment, they stood in the noisy world, surrounded by Surprisingly quiet, like a silent tacit understanding.

Zhou Chiyu pushed the battery car to the designated parking space, locked it, took out the key, and stuffed the key into his trousers pocket.

"That's the one." Zhou Chiyu stretched out a hand and pointed at the store not far away.

Across the road and the rushing flow of people, the two walked towards the barbecue restaurant at the mouth of Zhouchiyu.

Song Boyang had been standing behind Zhou Chiyu and waiting patiently. At this time, he followed him to the barbecue shop, not walking side by side, but walking behind him on the left.

So Song Boyang lowered his eyes slightly, and could see the top of the other's jet-black hair, with a few disobedient hairs sticking up in a maverick way.

I don't know why my hand suddenly felt a little itchy, but Song Boyang's brain was still making his own decision-making, and his body had already taken the first step——

I saw him striding forward a few times, hooking his fingertips around the white sweater hat behind the other's neck, and then gently buttoning the hat on the top of the other's hair.

Great, so you can't see those few upturned hairs.

By the way, it can also cover the glands under the back of the omega's neck, so as to prevent someone from instantly growing endless desires under visual stimulation.

For some reason, Song Boyang recalled that in elementary school, when male classmates wanted to attract the attention of a female classmate, they often bullied her instead of thinking about how he could treat her well.

Obviously, what I did just now can be said to have the same effect.

It was impossible for Zhou Chiyu to be unaware of such a big movement. He reacted almost in the next second, turned his head, and frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

Song Boyang came into contact with Zhou Chiyu a few times before, and felt that the latter had a surprisingly good temper, so he was not afraid that he would get angry, so he said half-jokingly and half-sincerely: "I just want to see what you look like wearing a hat. It should look good."

Zhou Chiyu looked suspiciously up and down at the other party, "?"

Seeing this, Song Boyang said even more bluntly: "Well, I have seen it now, and it really looks good."

Zhou Chiyu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then turned his head abruptly, leaving Song Boyang with the back of his head. Zhou Chiyu looked ahead and snorted, "...childish."

Song Boyang laughed loudly, stepped forward and hugged Zhou Chiyu's shoulders, and scolded himself along with Zhou Chiyu, "Yes, I'm so naive, I'm so naive!"

Zhou Chiyu: "..."

I have never seen someone scolding himself so happily.

But Zhou Chiyu didn't take off his sweater and hat until he walked to the store door. The white hat covered most of Zhou Chiyu's short black hair. With fair skin and thick eyelashes, he suddenly had a strange idea.

It looks like a pure white Persian cat, soft and waxy, and feels good to the touch.

And very well behaved?

Comparing boys to Persian cats, he felt that if the elementary school Chinese teacher who taught him this figure of speech knew about it, he would definitely be annoyed and drag him to the classroom podium for a good lecture, and then explain the essence of the metaphor to him in detail .

But, really, quite alike.

Wearing a sweater and white hat, Zhou Chiyu walked to the glass door and was about to push it open when he suddenly heard a clear laughter from behind, "Wait a minute."

Zhou Chiyu turned around in astonishment.

In the next second, Song Boyang stretched out a hand, lightly lifted the hat off the opponent's head, and said with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that people will think you are stupid when you wear a hat to the store?"

Zhou Chiyu: "..."

Zhou Chiyu emphasized, "You wore it for me."

"So I'll take it off for you." Song Boyang rubbed the top of Zhou Chiyu's head by the way, and helped him smooth out a few standing hairs on the top of his head, but it felt like he had completed a huge project, "No need Thank me!"

Zhou Chiyu didn't hide, but just let the other party move. He didn't snort until Song Boyang moved his palm away, "Oh, thank you."

Song Boyang used his thick-skinned expertise at this time, "Of course you have to thank me, I know you forgot to take off your hat. It's a small effort, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

Zhou Chiyu stared back at Song Boyang speechlessly, "It's not that I forgot."

Song Boyang tilted his head and blinked, "Huh?"

Zhou Chiyu turned around and whispered a word to the other party.

"Didn't you say that it looks so good?"

Song Boyang was startled.

Before Song Boyang could react, Zhou Chiyu had already opened the door and went in. He found an empty seat and sat down, then waved for Song Boyang to come over.

The waitress wore a black apron and work clothes and walked forward, showing her signature smile, "This handsome guy, scan the QR code on WeChat to order."

A square wooden dining table with two long stools, and a QR code on one corner of the table. Song Baiyang sat next to Zhou Chiyu. Hearing what the waitress said, he was surprised that he didn’t have a smartphone in this era, and he couldn’t even order food. It was difficult to move an inch, and Zhou Chiyu beside him had already stretched out his mobile phone to Song Boyang's eyes.

"Look what you want to eat?"

Song Boyang lowered his head and smiled, "I don't seem to have anything to choose."

He didn't realize at all how close the two of them got by just a simple movement of bowing their heads.

But Zhou Chiyu handed the tough mobile phone to Song Boyang in the next moment, and moved his body in the opposite direction, like this to relieve the strange experience caused by being too close. He only glanced at Song Boyang, then turned his head Looking at the texture on the surface of the wooden table, "You choose, I invite you."

"Then is there anything you don't want to eat?" Song Boyang asked after thinking about it.

Zhou Chiyu: "No."

Song Boyang swiped his finger on the phone screen, "Then I'm really rude."

Hearing this, Zhou Chiyu raised his eyes, but he couldn't hold back after all, and turned all his eyes back to the other party.

When Zhou Chiyu spoke, he had a faint smile and a young man's arrogance, "Just do it, I can afford it."

Song Boyang pulled through the menu, then put the phone back into Zhou Chiyu's hand, and said enthusiastically, "I've ordered."

Seeing this, the waitress at the side went to the back kitchen to prepare the order.

While waiting for the meal, Song Boyang couldn't stop with his hands, so he opened the seasoning boxes on the table one by one, "Brother Zhou, you have spent a lot of money."

"You are kind and kind, and I am very grateful."

When Zhou Chiyu heard the first five words, his expression seemed to change slightly for a moment, but before he could say anything, he heard Song Boyang's voice again——

"This box should be cumin powder, right?" Song Boyang twisted the black ceramic cover with one hand, "By the way, do you eat cumin?"

"eat a bit."

Song Boyang was slightly taken aback. Generally speaking, what he understood by eating a little was that he could eat it, and it wasn't that annoying, but he didn't like it that much.

"I remember you don't eat spicy food." Song Boyang smiled, "If you don't eat spicy food and don't eat much cumin, don't you feel that you have lost the soul of barbecue?"

Using his thumb and forefinger to pinch a centimeter-thick mass of air, Song Boyang gave Zhou Chiyu a "little bit" gesture.

Zhou Chiyu lowered his eyes. He looked at the table, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Blinking, also known as the blink reflex, is usually every 2-6 seconds, which is the most common physiological reaction, including breathing, but it is a little faster than usual, and there is nothing strange about it.

"Because I'm treating you to dinner." Zhou Chiyu said slowly, "I chose the barbecue restaurant because... I think you'll like it."