Yamakawa

Strange, both of them are men, Xie Qiujie has seen him take a bath, he thinks Xie Qiujie's collarbone is nothing.

But this strong color contrast made Xia Youqing throb.

I remember someone said that photographers who take portraits basically have old-fashioned attributes, which he never felt before.

Now, it seems, seems, maybe, probably, he also has a bit?

Xia Youqing handed the camera to Xie Qiujie, "Look."

Xie Qiujie took it, and was about to look down at what Xia Youqing said about expressiveness, when he saw a pair of well-articulated hands stopping in front of his collarbone.

I saw Xia Youqing lowered his head and buttoned the first button for him very seriously.

Then he said as if nothing had happened: "Buttons are fastened, and you must learn to protect yourself outside."

?

Isn't this what you asked to unravel?

Xie Qiujie: "In broad daylight, I am a man."

They took pictures for most of the day, and they didn't go back until tea time. On the way back, Xie Qiujie saw the photo of laughing just now.

He suddenly asked Xia Youqing, "Are you still taking pictures of me on the top of the mountain before?"

Xia Youqing's expression suddenly became stiff.

"...Ah, ah? Why are you asking like that all of a sudden?"

He remembered that the camera didn't have any photos of Xie Qiujie at the top of the mountain, so it's impossible for Xie Qiujie to see it.

Xie Qiujie glanced at him, "Why are you suddenly guilty?"

Xia Youqing retorted angrily: "...I'm not guilty."

"You have a guilty conscience."

"..."

Xie Qiujie confirmed: "Did you not delete it?"

"Actually, I deleted it..."

Xie Qiujie looked at him, didn't speak, and motioned him to continue.

Seeing that Xie Qiujie didn't seem to have a vicious expression, Xia Youqing bit the bullet, "...No, you listen to my sophistry, I did delete it, and then I met you at the dessert shop the next day, it wasn't you who said you would consider being my model Well, I thought, anyway, sooner or later, I will be my model, and it is not an infringement of your portrait rights, so... I found it in the recycling bin."

Xie Qiujie: "..."

He also only said to think about it.

Xia Youqing said again: "Those photos are only in my computer, and there are no rumors. Don't worry, I will keep them for myself."

Xie Qiujie didn't bother to argue with him, he is indeed an amateur model now, "Whatever, it's your model anyway."

To be honest, he was a little happy to hear that Xia Youqing hadn't deleted it.

Might be a little bummed out.

The big stone in Xia Youqing's heart was put down.

After being quiet for a while, Xia Youqing said again: "Xie Qiujie, if we get to know each other again, I will ask you if you can save the photos, and you will let me keep them, and then give me your contact information?"

He thought of the girl who asked Xie Qiujie for her contact information just now, and he just wanted to ask for no reason.

He wondered if he would be different from others if he did it all over again. Xie Qiujie would let him leave a photo and add his contact information.

After knowing each other for such a long time, Xie Qiujie casually gave him a kind word, and he was also happy.

Looking at his expression, Xie Qiujie seemed to be asking this question seriously.

"do not know."

"... Oh." Xia Youqing was a little disappointed, but he was no different from others.

Xie Qiujie said again: "If, I said that if I was in a good mood on the day I met you, I might let you keep it."

He went climbing that day when he was in a bad mood, just to relax himself, but whenever he met someone, he felt irritable, and when he was irritable, he was amazed by himself in Xia Youqing's camera.

If he was in a good mood, he might be willing to have a few more words with Xia Youqing.

At that time, Xia Youqing smiled brightly, and when the corners of his mouth were upturned, there was a feeling of suspense, and when he looked at him, he felt beautiful for a moment.

Xie Qiujie did not deny that Xia Youqing had indeed attracted him.

Xia Youqing's depressed mood brightened up again, and he smiled at him.

It turned out that when he laughed, there were silkworms lying down.

Xie Qiujie looked at the face that was close at hand.

Xia Youqing said that he was going to the supermarket to stock up on some food at home. Like a primary school student, he took Xie Qiujie to the supermarket, and Xie Qiujie just wanted to buy a watermelon.

After basking in the sun for a long time, he now really wants to eat watermelon, especially the juicy one.

Xia Youqing pushed the shopping cart, put the camera in it, and accompanied him to the fruit section, "Is there a peach left at home, you made peach soda last time."

Xie Qiujie hummed.

"What are you planning to study today?"

"Watermelon, you can also make fruit taro milk tea." Xie Qiujie said, and then walked near the watermelon.

Picking from the left to the right, I picked a watermelon with a small pattern of melon eyes and a dark color, and tapped it lightly as a habit.

Realized again that he couldn't hear.

So he put the melon into the shopping cart, picked two grapefruits, and looked at Xia Youqing, "I still need tapioca starch, and the sugar at home seems to be insufficient."

Xia Youqing smiled and pushed the cart, "Let's go."

It's like living a life.

After buying all the starch and rock sugar, they wandered into the snack area and looked at the dazzling array of potato chips.

Xia Youqing asked, "What flavor do you like?"

Xie Qiujie glanced at it and then retracted, "I will do it myself."

Xia Youqing: "..."

Xia Youqing laughed, "You know everything, why don't you give me some room to play?"

Xie Qiujie paused, "...tomato flavor."

Xia Youqing threw a packet of tomato flavor in, and after thinking about it, he threw in a packet of cucumber flavor.

Xia Youqing cleaned up the snacks all the way, and put some spicy sticks, soda, candy and other messes, and finally went to the vegetable section.

"I'll pick some tomatoes, and you look at the car." Xia Youqing said.

"it is good."

Xia Youqing picked a few tomatoes, thought about what they would eat at night, and asked Xie Qiujie to buy meat together.

After pushing the shopping cart to pay, Xia Youqing had a camera hanging around his neck. Fortunately, his camera was not bulky, and he walked towards the door with two big bags in his hand.

Xie Qiujie was carrying a bag of snacks.

He was silent for a while, "I remember, I seem to be here to buy fruit."

It turned out that Xia Youqing paid for it all.

"I'll transfer the money to you later," he said.

"It doesn't matter, it's just the two of us at home, why are we so clear?"

Xie Qiujie: "..."

We seem to be roommates, not partners living together.

Xia Youqing was carrying two bags of things, and when he walked to the door, he saw a sausage seller.

Grilled sausage was a favorite of his when he was in school. When he saw the oily shine and aroma, he wanted to buy one. Later, when he went to work in Beijing, he hadn't tried it much.

Now, the glistening oil and firm texture of the flesh seemed to be openly tempting him.

But he really didn't have any extra hands, so he turned to Xie Qiujie and said, "Xie Qiujie, it's delicious to eat grilled sausages or not."

Before Xie Qiujie could speak, he continued: "I know you can do it, you pay for two first, I really can't spare it."

Xie Qiujie: "..."

The aunt who sold the sausage looked at Xie Qiujie carrying snacks and wearing a red shirt that many people couldn't control.

Auntie likes this kind of festive color, she is in a good mood when she looks at it, and said with a smile: "Young man, you look so good-looking, do you want to buy grilled sausage?"

Xie Qiujie: "Well, here are two."

While stringing it together for him, the aunt boasted again, and asked by the way: "Young man, you look good-looking, do you have a girlfriend?"

"not yet."

Asking about this kind of thing is probably what the aunt often said, "You are so good-looking and don't have a girlfriend. I remember seeing you often shopping for vegetables. You will come here often in the future. Auntie will introduce you to a girlfriend."

"Auntie told you that all the girls in this neighborhood know it. If you like one, tell Auntie, and Auntie will match you up."

"..."

Xie Qiujie: "Auntie, no introduction is needed, I... just buy a grilled sausage."

The aunt gave him the skewered sausage, "Young man, how old are you? You are still a college student. Are there any pretty girls in your class?"

He asked again, "Do you want chili?"

Xie Qiujie really couldn't communicate with the overly enthusiastic aunt, and he was afraid of committing a crime, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, just spread the chili pepper on it for me."

The aunt smiled and gave him the grilled sausage coated with pepper, "Young man, come again next time."

Xie Qiujie forced a smile and took the sausage, "Okay, thank you, auntie."

When Xie Qiu came back, Xia Youqing was eager to see.

Xie Qiujie was tired, "Here, roast sausage."

"No hands, you pass it to my mouth, and I'll take two bites."

Xie Qiujie: "..."

Seeing his two big bags again, unable to get angry, Xie Qiujie handed it to his lips, "Eat quickly."

The community is not far from the supermarket, and it takes only 5 minutes to walk there. Xie Qiujie lives on the fifth floor and there is no elevator.

Xia Youqing ate grilled sausage while walking, and after finishing one, Xie Qiujie wanted to hand him the remaining one.

Xia Youqing refused, "You eat, we each have one."

Xie Qiujie was taken aback, blinked his eyes, and said nothing.

Biting the sausage slowly, the meat is firm and elastic, the chili is a sweet and spicy sauce, and the sausage with chili has a soul.

It is indeed delicious.

Climbing up to the fifth floor in one breath, Xia Youqing put the vegetables and fruits into the kitchen, feeling pain in his palms.

The air conditioner is turned on, and it seems to be alive again, it is too hot outside.

Xie Qiujie drank an iced drink to quench his thirst, and then worked together with Xia Youqing to pack the vegetables and fruits and put them in the corresponding places.

After resting for a while, Xia Youqing went into the room to sort out the pictures, and Xie Qiujie was going to study fruit taro milk tea in the kitchen.

Wash the watermelon and the only peach, cut out a small piece of watermelon, then dice, peel and dice the peach.

Plate and toss in tapioca starch to coat.

Boil the water in a pot until it floats, then pour it into ice water. The cooked fruit taro balls are crystal clear, which is a lighter color than watermelon red.

Temporarily put the extra small taro balls in the refrigerator to refrigerate, and make homemade milk tea.

Finally, two cups of fruit taro ball milk tea are completed.

Xie Qiujie didn't see Xia Youqing in the living room, probably he was still sorting out the pictures in the room, so he knocked on the door of Xia Youqing's room.

"Xia Youqing, do you want milk tea? I put it in the refrigerator. If you want to drink it, take it yourself."

He was about to leave when the door of the room opened suddenly.

He and Xia Youqing's handsome face came face to face, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, he froze for a while, and subconsciously stepped back to keep a distance from the person.

Xia Youqing grabbed his wrist, "Come in and have a look, I'll show you the pictures for comparison, some of them haven't been repaired yet."

Xie Qiujie remembered Xia Youqing talking to him about innocence and desire, about stream of consciousness last time in the middle of the night, and was a little vigilant: "You won't look like you're filming pornography again."

Today Xia Youqing insisted on unbuttoning him.

Xia Youqing: "..."

Xia Youqing leaned against the door frame and looked at him with a half-smile, "What do you think?"

Xie Qiujie: "..."

"After all, I'm not a serious person, am I?" Xia Youqing looked him up and down. He was still wearing a red shirt, but a blue apron.

The shoulders are broad but thin, and the h-shaped shoulder straps make him look like he is wearing a suspender, and the waist is also designed with a belt.

Xia Youqing's eyes swept across his thin waist, but he lowered his eyes after thinking of something, his eyes dodged, his Adam's apple slipped, and finally said: "There is no filming, you will know when you come in and take a look."