lake garden moon

In the afternoon, the airport.

Kang Zhier stood among the crowd who received the plane, and after waiting for a long time, he still didn't see Elvis coming out of the arrival hall.Ten minutes later, he took out his mobile phone and reconfirmed the flight number and landing time.

There was no problem with the flight number and landing time, and Kang Zhier immediately called Elvis.

However, when he called, he was notified that he was in the middle of a call.

Kang Zhier felt more and more that something was wrong, and when anxiety was welling up in his heart, a hand came through from behind and hugged his waist tightly.

Kang Zhier was startled by the arm that suddenly appeared, and subconsciously pushed the arm holding the phone backwards, and swung it towards the man's chin.

"hiss……"

There was a muffled grunt of pain coming from behind, and Kang Zhier immediately recognized that voice.

Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, he saw Elvis standing behind him.

He was supporting his chin with one hand, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he seemed to have not recovered from the pain.

"Well," Kang Zhier saw this, and immediately reached out to help him rub his chin, "Does it hurt?"

Thinking back now, he was quite strong at that moment just now, and looked at Elvis very worriedly: "What should I do if I got dislocated?"

Elvis couldn't speak for a while, just shook his fingers, shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Then, they withdrew from the crowd and moved to a deserted place.

After a while, Elvis slowly opened his closed eyes.When he met Kang Zhier's gaze, he smiled slightly.

"Xiaozhi, I didn't expect you to be quite strong."

After listening to his tone, Kang Zhier felt relieved, walked into his arms, and muttered against his chin: "It scared me to death."

After speaking, he remembered the reason why he missed, raised his eyes and said to Elvis: "Don't scare me in the future."

"I just wanted to surprise you."

Elvis looked into his eyes, looking very gentle and kind.

"Stupid," Kang Zhier put his fingers on his chin, and pouted, "This kind of move is only shocking, where's the joy?"

"Then, can I give you a little joy?"

After Elvis finished speaking, as if by magic, a bouquet of flowers was conjured out of nowhere and slowly handed to him.

Kang Zhier stared at the bouquet of flowers that fell out of nowhere, and was stunned for a long time before taking the flowers in a daze.

The bouquet is not big, it is the blue-purple color that Kang Zhier likes, there are snow willows, purple asparagus bamboos, and many flowers that Kang Zhier does not know.

Kang Zhier was immersed in the surprise and softness brought by the flowers, touched those delicate petals lightly with his fingers, and asked Elvis: "Where did the flowers come from? There are even drops of water."

"I ordered it on the official website one day in advance," Elvis replied, "but there was a sudden accident, the flower delivery person couldn't find the airport entrance, and the mobile phone signal was not good, so I was delayed."

Kang Zhier heard Elvis' words, raised his head, and looked at him with doubts: "You mean, you arrived early?"

"Well," Elvis admitted, nodding, and told him, "I chose the previous flight to fly over. I originally planned to receive the flowers after landing. When you arrive at the airport, the timing is just right."

"Elvis," Kang Zhier laughed at him while holding flowers, "You have a lot of thoughts."

"I want to see you happy."

After Elvis finished speaking, he approached him with a smile and put his arms around his waist, asking him in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Kang Zhier looked at him and nodded, slowly showing a smile, and told him innocently, "Elvis, apart from my family, this is the first time I have received flowers from others."

"It's also the first time I've given flowers to someone." Elvis answered him.

They stared at each other, and after speaking, they approached each other with some tacit understanding.

Kang Zhier lifted the bouquet to block people's sight, and kissed Elvis behind the flowers.

Afterwards, Kang Zhier led Elvis to his parking spot and drove him back to the hotel.

In the car, Kang Zhier couldn't sit still anymore, and happily took out the biscuits he baked this morning for Elvis to eat.

"I made two flavors this time," he happily shared with Elvis while driving, "Matcha and cinnamon, both of which you like."

Under his enthusiastic recommendation, Elvis opened the biscuit jar and slowly tasted it.

He ate two and then covered the cookie jar.

Kang Zhier felt a little confused when he saw his actions from the corner of his eyes, so he asked him, "Elvis, is it because the biscuits are not delicious?"

"No," Elvis answered him, shaking his head, "it's delicious."

Kang Zhier was even more puzzled when he heard this.

"Then why do you eat so little?" he asked Elvis.

Elvis twisted the lid seriously, and answered him with his head down: "It's gone after you finish eating."

Hearing this, Kang Zhier was silent for a while, and a slight sourness melted in his heart.

Before an intersection, they stopped and waited for a red light.

Kang Zhier turned his face away and stretched out his hands towards Elvis.Elvis understood, and slowly put his face into his palm.

"Elvis, eat biscuits if you want, don't be afraid of running out of biscuits."

He stared at Elvis with love, and asked him softly: "Would you like to make it for you often in the future?"

Elvis' eyes moved back and forth lightly, as if to find something in his eyes.It wasn't until he confirmed the existence of that thing that his gentle, moist eyes blinked silently.

Afterwards, he looked at Kang Zhier and nodded quietly.

Half an hour later, they arrived at Yicui.

Elvis lived in the same suite as last time.As soon as Kang Zhier walked into the room, the picture of himself holding Elvis and weeping bitterly that night immediately came to mind.

As for the chair at the end of the bed with historical memories, he avoided it again and again, excused that he was thirsty, opened a bottle of mineral water and stood in front of the French windows in the administrative area, waiting patiently for Elvis to pack it up and come out.

A few minutes later, Elvis came out of the bedroom, reached out to him, touched his waist, and slowly hugged him tightly.

"Why don't you go in and sit?"

He buried his face in Kang Zhier's neck, and gently exhaled warmly on Kang Zhier's skin.

"I'm thirsty." Kang Zhier said a word under cover.

Elvis heard the words, his tone showed a smile unconsciously, and asked him: "Really?"

Kang Zhier heard the teasing in his words, turned around and hugged his face, and said emphatically, "Of course."

Elvis' face was slightly deformed by his ravages, but it still felt good to rub.

His eyes were slightly bent, and there was undisguised love and happiness in his eyes.

"I miss you." He whispered to Kang Zhier.

"I don't want you." Kang Zhier answered him quickly.

Hearing this, the joy on Elvis' face became more obvious.

"Really?" he asked Kang Zhier.

Kang Zhier was still stubborn: "Really."

As soon as he finished speaking, Elvis approached him coldly, hugged him, and blew cold air into his neck.

One stroke wins.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Haha Elvis, stop now..."

After dusk fell, the heat of the day gradually dissipated in the evening air.On the still dark sky in the evening, there are a few bright evening stars.

After resting in the hotel for a while, Kang Zhier drove Elvis out for dinner.

The place they went was a Japanese restaurant that Kang Zhier frequented.

Out of low-key and convenience for conversation, Kang Zhier booked a box in advance.After arriving at the front desk, Kang Zhier confirmed his appointment with the reception staff.

It just so happened that the manager in the store saw him at this time, and after confirming his box number with the front desk, he enthusiastically led them inside.

On the way to the box, the manager glanced at Elvis from time to time when he turned his head to talk to Conchier.

Kang Zhier thought that he was close to each other, and only wanted to bring Elvis to eat delicious food, but he didn't realize that the manager here knew their family very well, so he had to wear a polite and stiff smile all the way until They enter the box.

After the manager finished ordering, he slowly withdrew from their boxes.

When the breeze gently closed the door, Kang Zhier instantly relaxed.

Elvis sat across from him and poured him a cup of iced tea.

"Have a drink."

"Thanks, I'm almost done."

Kang Zhier felt his lips were dry at the moment, he picked up the cup of iced tea and drank it straight down.

Only after drinking a cup of iced tea did Kang Zhier feel alive.

Putting his hands behind his back, he unconsciously straightened his leg and accidentally touched Elvis' knee.

Elvis noticed too.Kang Zhier watched the surprise slowly appear on his face, and suddenly found it very interesting, so he deliberately made a mess, and put his leg on Elvis' knee in a somewhat mischievous manner.

He winked childishly at Elvis when Elvis raised his eyes to look at him.

Just at this time, the waiter came in from the outside with drinks, Kang Zhier immediately put away the naughty face, pretended nothing happened, and waited silently for the waiter to serve them drinks and appetizers.

After the waiter went out, when Kang Zhier wanted to retract his leg, Elvis held him down.

"No, just leave it here with me."

Kang Zhier froze for a moment, then asked him, "Aren't you tired?"

"I am not tired."

Elvis glanced at him, then lowered his head and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

Kang Zhier picked up a piece of cod fish and handed it over to Elvis.

Elvis noticed and leaned slightly to accept his feed.Kang Zhier looked at him eating seriously, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his face.

"Elvis, love fool."

The following meal process went very smoothly, and the guest Elvis expressed his satisfaction with the arrangement of the host.

After eating, they went shopping in a nearby shopping mall and bought some food.Afterwards, Kang Zhier sent Elvis back to the hotel.

It was exactly nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the hotel.

Kang Zhier stayed with Elvis for a while, and then he sent Kang Zhier home.

The central part where Kangzhier is located is a city rich in culture and quiet environment.

On the way to send Kang Zhier home, they passed many ancient and artistic buildings.Every time he passed by, Kang Zhier stopped and gave Elvis a detailed explanation.It wasn't until he finished talking about the past and present of this building that he took Elvis's hand and walked forward with satisfaction.

The dark silence of night permeated the empty street.Occasionally, a car drives by, and the headlights pass by the straight trees, and then leave in the distance, leaving a sweet tail in the night.

The central part is an ancient cultural city.In addition, it is also a city with abundant rain.

The rain always comes quietly in the silent moment.

When he got under the big oak tree, Kang Zhier looked up at the street lamp and found that the rain line under the lamp began to become denser.So, he handed Elvis the umbrella in his hand and told Elvis to send him here.

Kang Zhier walked towards the outer door of his house, and when he got to the middle of the road, he subconsciously stopped and turned around, and sure enough, he saw Elvis still standing there, refusing to leave.

It was raining a little hard now, and he saw the rain fall through the branches and leaves of the oak tree, dripping on Elvis's face.

Elvis let himself get drenched in the rain, didn't even open his umbrella, and just stood there, staring at his face.

Seeing this, Kang Zhier turned back.

He walked back to Elvis, and pulled Elvis to the side of the road to shelter from the rain under the eaves.

Elvis said nothing, just looked intently into his face.

"It's all wet." Kang Zhier took out a tissue to help him wipe his face.

"It's fine," Elvis replied.

"Don't you have an umbrella in your hand? Why are you standing in the rain?"

Kang Zhier seems to be taking care of the child's mother, helping him dry his face, and then help him wipe his arms.

"I want to watch you go in first." Elvis answered him with a downcast face.

"It's just a matter of a few seconds." Kang Zhier didn't know what to do with him.

"In a few seconds," Elvis told him, "you're in the house and I can't see you."

"We've only been together for a few hours today."

When Elvis said these words, his tone sounded extremely simple, making people feel that his heart was clear at a glance.

Inside, there was only a small Kang Zhier.

Kang Zhier helped Elvis dry his arms, raised his head, and put his hands on Elvis' face.

Under the street lamp, raindrops are jumping.

There was something gleam in Elvis' focused gaze, full of patience, loyalty, and warmth.

Kang Zhier stood on tiptoe, kissed his lips, and hugged him.

"Elvis, I'm not going home, can I stay with you tonight?"

Elvis was quiet for a moment, then slowly embraced him with both arms, buried his face on his shoulder, and said to him tenderly, "Xiao Zhi, you are so kind."