kiss you at sunset

Zhang Yicheng had already left when Zhou Shiluo arrived. He opened the door and walked briskly towards Yang Jin.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Yang Jin raised his head, and locked his eyes on the packing box in Zhou Shiluo's hand, and then a spicy scent came through the box.

Zhou Shiluo put the packing box on the empty table beside him, and smiled at Yang Jin, "Have you eaten yet? I bought Malatang."

Yang Jin looked away, and said in a slightly blunt tone, "I've eaten."

This means refusal. Zhou Shiluo regretted for two seconds, and soon a smile appeared on his face. He knew that Yang Jin would not eat hard, so he begged: "I bought it all, eat with me, I haven't eaten for a day .”

Since Yang Jin agreed to go home with him, this trick has worked very well.Two seconds later, Yang Jin frowned slightly, saying that he had eaten, but he leaned over obediently: "Why don't you eat?"

"I'm a little busy today," Zhou Shiluo opened the lid of the package and smelled the aroma of Mala Tang, as if he could instantly dissipate the haze of the whole day by taking a sip. In the afternoon and evening there was another meeting for nearly two hours."

He looked at Yang Jin, pursed his lips and chuckled, "I'll send you a text message as soon as the meeting is over."

Thinking of those two text messages, Yang Jin couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Ask me when you come up, what about you? Miss me?"

"I think!" Zhou Shiluo suddenly raised his head.

This reaction exceeded Yang Jin's expectations.

After regaining his senses, Zhou Shiluo realized that he was a little agitated.He lowered his head in embarrassment, and his voice subconsciously lowered once: "I started thinking about you as soon as we left in the morning."

There was a moment of silence in the air, and he took a bite of the meatball. Seeing that Yang Jin didn't respond to him, he had to change the subject embarrassingly, "The noodles will be lumpy in a while, eat it quickly."

Yang Jin looked at the Malatang that Zhou Shiluo moved in front of him, and his voice was very calm, but with rare distress and concern: "Doesn't your stomach hurt if you eat this without eating for a day?"

"It doesn't hurt. I've been craving it for a long time, so I went around to buy it after get off work," Zhou Shiluo said, "This is the best food in the capital. You should try it."

Yang Jin ate quietly, he didn't express his opinion, but in the end he almost drank the soup.

Zhou Shiluo was full, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.After sitting for a while, he suddenly remembered that he had brought fruit, and said to Yang Jin, "You take a rest, I'll go wash the grapes."

He stood up to pick up the grapes that were placed aside, and just as his hand touched the edge of the plastic bag, Yang Jin, who was opposite, grabbed it first.

He was stunned, and then he heard the other party ask: "Does your hand hurt anymore?"

Seeing Yang Jin's awkward appearance, Zhou Shiluo wanted to laugh for a moment, and he deliberately exaggerated along the steps: "It hurts."

"Then stop and wait." Yang Jin's tone was a little light, not angry, but somewhat helpless.

He went straight to the sink with the bag in his hand, dug out the disposable tableware left over from the last hot pot meal from the side cabinet, rolled up his sleeves and carefully rinsed the grapes.

Zhou Shiluo didn't stop, he followed, leaning against the door frame, watching Yang Jin quietly.

The boy grew up unknowingly, time took away the immaturity on his face, and gave him a bit of maturity as if embarrassed.Zhou Shiluo sized up the young man in front of him obsessively, his eyes slowly moved down from the side face, and finally stopped on the other side's waist.

He suddenly remembered the scene of Yang Jin taking him by bike two years ago. At that time, he always paid attention to Yang Jin's waist inexplicably.

Everything seems to be traceable, and now this impulse has been amplified.

Zhou Shiluo took two steps forward, letting himself go by instinct, he stretched out his hands, and gently hugged Yang Jin's waist from behind.He felt that Yang Jin's whole body froze, but the other party didn't say anything, so he boldly tightened his arms, and pressed his cheek against Yang Jin's back tightly, feeling the other party's temperature.

Very warm, very sweet, very happy.

Zhou Shiluo silently prayed in his heart that he could hug Yang Jin for a little longer, and he would be satisfied when he hugged Yang Jin after washing the grapes.

But people are greedy, without exception.If you have the sweetness, you will want more, even though you know that Yang Jin has given enough face, and you don't push him away with a cold face, and even slow down your movements deliberately, but when it comes to letting go, Zhou Shiluo is still reluctant.

Why can't time stand still?Zhou, who has lived for 26 years, is the first time Luo has such a brainless idea.

Yang Jin wiped off the water stains on his hands, looked down at the arm still wrapped around his waist, stretched out his palm and patted it, not lightly but not hard, "Mr. Zhou, you are harassment, do you understand?"

Zhou Shiluo let go of his hand helplessly. He turned Yang Jin to himself, looked at him face to face, and said earnestly: "This is not harassment."

Yang Jin leaned forward, raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Then what do you think it is?"

Zhou Shiluo felt guilty at first. Seeing Yang Jin getting closer and closer, he panicked, his mouth twitched, and his head twitched again. He replied firmly: "It's just an advance payment to the future me to use the rights, and it has nothing to do with you."

Yang Jin was startled by this nonsense, and laughed angrily, "You have nothing to do with me if you hug me!"

Seeing that Zhou Shiluo couldn't answer, he raised his lips and deliberately teased: "Then what rights do you want to exercise?"

Zhou Shiluo's eyes lit up, but he didn't realize that the person in front of him was teasing him, so he really thought about it seriously, and finally asked cheekily, "Can I kiss you again?"

The room is very quiet, there is no other sound except the heartbeat of the two.Their eyes met, and the atmosphere gradually became a little ambiguous.

Zhou Shiluo licked his lips in embarrassment and expectation, and Yang Jin gently pinched his wet lips in the next second.His heart beat faster, and seeing Yang Jin's face gradually approaching him, he subconsciously closed his eyes tightly.

The long-awaited kiss did not come as expected, Zhou Shiluo hesitated for two seconds, and suddenly felt a cold in his mouth when he was surprised.He opened his eyes wide and looked at Yang Jin in disbelief. He actually stuffed a grape into his mouth.

Yang Jin withdrew his hand and left with the washed grapes. Before leaving, he whispered in his ear, "I only kiss my boyfriend."

Zhou Shiluo was stunned, and he raised his heels and walked over. He laughed angrily, and wanted to refute what happened to the hospital, but he didn't say anything, he just asked jokingly: "Not even a future boyfriend?"

Yang Jin cleaned up the leftover Mala Tang, and resolutely refused: "No."

Zhou Shiluo chewed the grapes, frowning, the taste was a little sour.He asked, "Then when can I become a regular?"

Yang Jin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, deliberately turning the corner: "It depends on your performance."

"You gave me the token of love."

Yang Jin froze for a moment, but didn't react.

Zhou Shiluo reminded him: "That safe coin is in my hands."

"It doesn't count."

When Zhou Shiluo heard this, he had no choice but to smash the can and smash it. He didn't care if he could save face. He grabbed Yang Jin's arm and said relentlessly: "You have to give me some motivation to continue to work hard."

Yang Jin looked at Zhou Shiluo, who had a somewhat stubborn gaze, hesitated for a while, and pressed his lips against the other's mouth lightly.

At exactly one o'clock in the afternoon on Wednesday, Yang Jin led the students from his class who participated in the exchange meeting to gather in the conference hall, and entered in order by department.Originally, the instructor was going to organize discipline, but today I have to ask for leave for something, and the secretary will take care of it.

It officially started at 01:30, and the exchange meeting lasted for two hours, and the mobile phone was required to be muted throughout the process.Afterwards, Yang Jin, Feng Jiayang and students from other departments chatted alone for half an hour, and it was already past four o'clock when they walked out of the conference hall.

Feng Jiayang reminded him: "Brother Cheng asked us both to come over at night."

"I know." Yang Jin took out his mobile phone, that night before Zhou Luolin left, he added WeChat, told himself yesterday that he might have something to do at night, but he didn't say anything, just chatted for a few words and then disappeared.

Yang Jin was angry and annoyed, he couldn't figure out what was wrong with this man running away every time he finished flirting.He gritted his teeth, planning to fuck him sooner or later.

Feng Jiayang saw that he looked like a resentful woman, and smiled: "Abandoned again?"

Yang Jin wanted to sew the man's mouth shut with a needle. He put away his mobile phone and sarcastically said to each other: "Everyone, each other."

"Fuck." Feng Jiayang was caught off guard, and shut his mouth obediently.

The two walked towards the cafeteria, halfway through, Yang Jin's cell phone rang suddenly, he took it out and saw it was his mother.

Yang Jin gave Feng Jiayang a look, indicating that he should go first, then turned around and ran towards the flower bed beside him, swiping his finger to answer, talking while walking.

"mom."

He Lingling's voice came from the other end of the phone and went straight to the topic: "Xiao Jin, do you have time this Saturday?"

Yang Jin let out a "hmm".

"Then you pick me up at East Railway Station at ten o'clock in the morning."

"East Station?" Yang Jin asked in surprise, "Mom, you want to come to the capital?"

He Lingling laughed loudly: "Your second uncle and his daughter are getting married, so I will go to the wedding."

Yang Jin showed a surprised expression. Since he was busy with the studio, he hadn't contacted Yang Dachao for a long time.He knew that his cousin had a local boyfriend who had been dating for half a year, but he didn't expect to get married so soon.

But it wasn't this that surprised him. He remembered that He Lingling looked down on Yang Dachao the most, so when he followed Yang Dachao to make money, he kept it from He Lingling.

He Lingling seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and took the lead in explaining: "Your father is only one brother, so I will go and see for him. The most important thing is that you are in the capital, so I can go and see you."

Yang Jin understood: "Okay, I'll pick you up."

He Lingling asked again: "Is there anything you want to eat at home? I just brought it for you."

Yang Jin thought about it, but there was nothing he wanted to eat.He told He Lingling not to take anything and pay attention to safety on the road.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Jin clicked into WeChat, and the message Zhou Shiluo sent 5 minutes ago just popped up now.

--is get out of class over?

—Are you still going to the studio tonight?

Yang Jin looked at it for two seconds, but still couldn't help asking: What did you do last night?

The dialog box always shows "in the process of inputting", but no message comes over for a long time.After a while, the WeChat rang again.

——You say you miss me, and I'll tell you.

Yang Jin's face gradually darkened, and he replied directly: I don't really want to know.

Zhou Shiluo, who was sitting in the car on the other side, sighed helplessly, wondering when this little brat would calm down.He glanced at Liu Linsen, the co-pilot who was still crying, and typed quickly with his fingers.

——Your director broke up in love yesterday, cried all day and night in the bar, and just stopped for a while.