kiss you at sunset

Zhou Shiluo didn't remember how he hung up the phone, and when he came back to his senses, his legs were half numb.

He threw the phone aside irritably, muttered "I'm really sick" about last night and the dream just now, and then lay back on the bed.

Zhou Shiluo grimaced, turned over uncomfortably, and buried his face in the pillow reluctantly.His head was in a mess, Zhou Shiluo tried his best to stabilize his mind, and rationally recalled the bits and pieces after reuniting with Yang Jin, when suddenly an idea popped into his mind.

Could he be sick?

But admitting that you are sick, isn't it a disguised admission that you may be gay?

But if he wasn't sick, how could he explain that he kissed Yang Jin and had that strange dream again.

Zhou Shiluo is not a fool, no matter how stubborn he is, he doesn't want to admit it and is eager to prove himself.But since he was a child, he has firmly believed that everything has a reason and will not be easily broken by him. Whether it is subjective or objective, regardless of whether he is willing or forced, there must always be an explanation.

It's just that this incident hit him too hard, subverting his cognition of more than 20 years.

Tan Cui who hung up the phone didn't care about the New Year's Eve, so she called the girl's mother directly, and after getting the approval letter, she hurriedly sent it to Zhou Shiluo.

——It’s Chinese New Year in my hometown, so I can come back on the fifth and sixth day of the new year.

Zhou Shiluo sighed, looking at the geometric lights on the ceiling, not to mention when the blind date girl will come back, the difficulty is that Yang Jin is indeed living in his house.

It will be fifteen years after the start of the D University.

In other words, he still had to pretend to be okay and stare at Yang Jin for more than half a month.

After all, it was the fruit that Zhou Shiluo planted by himself, and he would not drive people away without reason, but when he thought of the days when the two of them would get along together, a sense of embarrassment crept up his toes, and Zhou Shiluo began to Tossing and turning uncomfortable, so he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Yang Jin didn't leave, he left.

Zhou Shiluo is a man of action, as soon as an idea pops up, he immediately gets up and takes a shower.

It was dim outside the window, and the hour hand on the wall stayed at the number six. Yang Jin should not have woken up yet.Zhou Shiluo subconsciously slowed down and moved lightly.

The mess on the coffee table last night was gone, it was as clean as if nothing had happened, Zhou Shiluo was not in the mood to think about it, and before Yang Jin woke up, he was so nervous that he opened the door and left like a thief.

Zhou Shiluo has no relatives in the capital, and the only few close friends have returned to their hometown for the New Year.

Early in the morning, just before the first day of the new year, there were very few shops open on the street, and he couldn't think of any place to stay except a hotel.

As the cool wind blew, Zhou Shiluo tightened his sleeves, shrank his neck, and took a deep breath.For a moment, helplessness, helplessness, and thoughts between loneliness and loneliness plunged into my heart.

"You asked for it." He mocked himself mockingly.

Zhou Shiluo wandered aimlessly on the street.

Three hours later, he received a call from Yang Jin.

You don't need to think about what Yang Jin is going to ask, Zhou Shiluo explained according to the draft he had made before: "Shooting, which one doesn't visit a relative during the Chinese New Year, you have to be bored and find something interesting to pass the time on your own."

Yang Jin didn't doubt it either, and asked him, "Brother, when will you come back?"

"I don't know." Zhou Shiluo replied without thinking.

Yang Jin on the other end of the phone was quiet for a while, knowing it but still asked him expectantly: "...Aren't you going to be back for dinner at noon?"

Zhou Shiluo said "hmm". He leaned on the driver's seat and drove the car all morning, with exhaustion written on his face, "You can eat by yourself."

Yang Jin picked up his lost mood, and then asked again: "Then what do you want to eat? I happen to buy it in the afternoon and make it for you in the evening."

These words made Zhou Shiluo unconsciously feel guilty, and he couldn't help asking himself, is it right or wrong to hide like this?

Yang Jin couldn't wait for an answer, so he called him suspiciously: "Brother?"

Zhou Shiluo scattered his thoughts, perfunctory: "... let's talk about it."

Zhou Shiluo, who had been tossing around all day, was finally tired. He couldn't stand it after three o'clock in the afternoon, and he found an affordable hotel to catch up on sleep, because he didn't know how to face Yang Jin, and he was even more afraid of receiving a call from him.So, before going to bed, Zhou Luo turned his phone to silent mode with a guilty conscience.

This time I slept soundly, and when I opened my eyes again, the surroundings were pitch black.He fumbled to get up and turn on the light, and then picked up his mobile phone. As he thought, Yang Jin called him six times in one afternoon, not to mention WeChat.

He clicked on WeChat and glanced roughly.

Yang Jin would bombard him almost every hour, first talking about what he had and what he didn’t have, and finally rushing to the topic, nothing more than asking him when he would go home and what he wanted to eat at night, but he couldn’t wait for the reply for a long time, and even And worried about his safety.

Zhou Shiluo sighed helplessly, picked up the bag, checked out and went home.

It happened to be 09:30 when he arrived home, and the moment Zhou Shiluo pushed the door, Yang Jin rushed out from the second bedroom.

The expression of worry and surprise made Zhou Shiluo feel guilty again, he slowed down his tone, "Why didn't you sleep?"

Yang Jin stared and sighed, "I thought you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he thought that those who celebrate Chinese New Year can't say some unlucky things, so he quickly stopped, "Anyway, it's... If you don't come back, I plan to call the police."

Zhou Shiluo didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes, so he quickly bent down and took off his shoes, "What can I do?"

Yang Jin asked, "Why don't you answer the phone?"

"Chat with the elders, the phone is on silent." Zhou Shiluo said casually without blinking.

Yang Jin said "Oh", a little dissatisfied: "Anyway, tell me on WeChat, I was worried all night."

Zhou Shiluo stood up, pretended to be calm and walked to the bedroom, "Next time."

Then without giving Yang Jin a chance to continue speaking, he directly blocked the door: "I'm tired, let's go to sleep."

For the next three days, Zhou Shiluo also went out early and returned late, and even the reason for going out was the same as before, and the total number of words that the two of them said could be counted.

Yang Jin didn't react at first, but gradually he became suspicious. Zhou Shiluo didn't even bother to change the reason. Whoever leaves relatives can go for four days in a row, morning and evening.

Yang Jin tacitly understood it, and resisted asking questions, but the number of daily WeChat messages decreased visibly to the naked eye, and in the end there were only two sentences left.

"Brother, can you go home early today?"

"Can you have dinner with me?"