kiss you at sunset

Yang Jin rushed back to the hotel non-stop after finishing dealing with the work in the studio.He pushed open the door, and He Lingling was washing her hands in the bathroom. She saw Yang Jin's expression flustered for a moment, but returned to normal the next second.

Yang Jin didn't take it to heart, he held the meal sent by Zhou Shiluo in one hand, and a bowl of hot beef noodles in the other, and asked with a smile, "Mom, why didn't you bring back the meal at the front desk?"

Seeing that He Lingling didn't respond, she said: "The food is already cold, I bought you a bowl of noodles, you warm up."

Yang Jin put the food on the table, and quickly removed the outer packaging and tableware.The trash can is located at the foot, and you can see it when you lower your head slightly.He was holding a handful of plastic packaging, and when his eyes touched the bloody tissue in the trash can, his hand that was about to throw the trash stopped abruptly.

He was blindsided for a moment, then rushed to the bathroom, looked at He Lingling in panic, "Mom, where are you bleeding?"

He Lingling only stopped wiping her hands for a moment, then continued to wipe her hands as if nothing had happened.She didn't look at Yang Jin, but quietly looked at her haggard self in the mirror, and explained: "It's okay, it's just a bit of nosebleed."

Yang Jin frowned, thinking of the amount of blood stained on the paper towel in the trash can, he didn't quite believe it was caused by nosebleeds, but seeing that He Lingling didn't look injured, and there was no sign of lying on his face, he could only nod his head , coaxing He Lingling to come out for dinner: "Mom, the noodles are so delicious, please have a taste."

He Lingling ate very happily this time, and the bowl of noodles was drained after a while.Yang Jin really didn't expect it, he was surprised and happy at the same time, he chewed the cold rice, planning to buy another bowl at night.

He Lingling sat quietly by the bed. She watched Yang Jin finish eating, and then stretched out her hand, motioning him to sit down.

Yang Jin's heart sank, but he was also very happy.He knew what He Lingling meant, and after many days of silence, he was finally willing to talk to him calmly.

Yang Jin sat down obediently, and He Lingling asked in the next second: "Tell me the truth, did the surname Zhou use money to force you to submit?"

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

Seeing his stupid look, He Lingling could only continue to say: "Our family is not as rich as theirs, but we can't sell our dignity for money."

Yang Jin completely understood now, he shook his head, and explained seriously: "Mom, it's not what you think."

He lowered his head, still afraid of irritating He Lingling, and pondered the words in his mind.But after pondering for a long time, I couldn't think of half a suitable sentence, so I had to take the risk of being beaten, seize the few opportunities, and spit out all the truth that I was holding back, "Mom, I am voluntary."

He observed He Lingling's expression. Although the other party stared at him fiercely, she was still within the range of controlling her emotions.He continued: "I liked him first, and he was also the one I chased after."

After thinking about it, he said again: "I am very happy every day when I am with him."

After returning home, Zhou Shiluo simply sterilized the wound, and then just lay on the sofa, fell asleep unknowingly, and had a very uncomfortable dream.He dreamed that Yang Jin disappeared from his world, and he cried and searched everywhere until he couldn't make a sound, but he couldn't find it.

When he woke up from the dream, his face was already covered with tears.He wiped his face indiscriminately, looked at the dark surroundings, and was stunned for a long time before he remembered that Tan Cui had an appointment with a friend tonight.

Zhou Shiluo didn't turn on the light, and fumbled for the mobile phone on the coffee table, but first touched the ID card he had thrown there, and then remembered the scene of being thrown out by He Lingling throwing the ID card during the day.

Zhou Shiluo sighed, picked up the mobile phone beside him, and the moment he turned on the screen and saw the time, he stood up abruptly from the sofa.

It was eleven o'clock at night, and he had slept for so long that he forgot to bring Yang Jin food.

He took his coat and walked out remorsefully, clicking on Yang Jin's WeChat while walking, but there was still no news.

Zhou Shiluo stopped in his tracks, the sense of powerlessness he experienced in his dream swept over him again, and he never wanted to experience it again.After regaining his senses, he rushed downstairs like crazy.

He wants to tell Yang Jin that it doesn't matter if they are not together, as long as they don't disappear from his world.

He Lingling opened her eyes and looked at Yang Jin who was sleeping on the sofa. The sofa was short, and it would inevitably make people feel sore all over the body after shrinking in for a long time.Yang Jin frowned tightly, and seemed to be sleeping very uncomfortably.

He Lingling stared thoughtfully for a while, then lay back on the bed again.

Yang Jin was awakened by the vibration of the mobile phone under him. He was not a sound sleeper, and opened his eyes when the first vibration sounded.He took out his mobile phone, clicked on the message on WeChat, glanced at He Lingling who was on the bed, and then tiptoedly opened the door and left.

Yang Jin went straight to the corner of the corridor, and saw Zhou Shiluo waiting not far away.He froze for a moment, and stepped forward.

"Why did you come here so late?" Yang Jin asked lazily, with the hoarseness of just waking up in his voice.

Zhou Shiluo was leaning against the window sill, he raised his head when he heard the sound, and suddenly lowered his head as if thinking of something: "Did I disturb you?"

"That's not true." Yang Jin rubbed his face, stood beside him, and said worriedly, "It's too late, it's not safe to drive."

There was a warm current in Zhou Shiluo's heart, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and deliberately turned his face away when he spoke, "I can't sleep because of you, I really want to see you."

Yang Jin sensed an indescribable weirdness in a simple love sentence, he stood up straight, and stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Shiluo in front of him.

The lights in the corridor are too bright, and there is nowhere to hide.Zhou Shiluo was caught off guard, not to mention covering his red and swollen forehead.A finger-sized Band-Aid pierced Yang Jin's eyes, and the unstoppable skin was glowing red.

Yang Jin frowned, his expression obviously displeased: "How did you do it?"

Zhou Shiluo blinked, and suddenly laughed, with a hint of embarrassment in his tone: "I accidentally bumped into the door when I was going out."

Zhou Shiluo wanted to hide why the door could be smashed like this, but he underestimated Yang Jin's IQ.Bai Rizhou was Luo's strange inquiry, He Lingling's abnormality, the bloody tissue in the trash can, and the Band-Aid on his forehead.

Putting it together, even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, it was enough for him to roughly describe the whole picture of the matter.

His heart ached, he didn't expose Zhou Shiluo, he just scolded: "You're really stupid."

Zhou Shiluo sighed inaudibly, but it was still heard by the person in front of him.Yang Jin touched the band-aid on his forehead very gently, and asked, "I'm not right?"

"Yes," Zhou Shiluo looked at him seriously, "I'm stupid."

That's why I found out what I wanted so late.

Yang Jin didn't move his eyes, he was silent for a while, and then he heard his own voice: "Let me give you a hug."

Zhou Shiluo stretched out his hand subconsciously when he heard it, raised it halfway and then retracted it in panic. He shook his head and refused: "Your mother should have seen it."

Yang Jin observed Zhou Shiluo's expression, and couldn't help feeling distressed. Without saying a word, he hugged her tightly into his arms, "My mother is asleep."

Two seconds later, he said, "It doesn't matter if you see it."

Zhou Shi Luomeng paused, not daring to think about the meaning of this sentence. He put his head on Yang Jin's shoulder, his throat moved slightly, and asked softly, "What do you mean?"

Yang Jin didn't answer, so he changed the way of asking: "I asked you the question yesterday, have you thought it through clearly?"

The cool wind came in through the gap in the window and hit the necks of the two of them.Zhou Shiluo was frozen, and subconsciously hugged Yang Jin tightly.This time, he still didn't wait for Yang Jin's answer, and his eyes were reddened with discomfort for a while, as if he was about to shed tears in the next moment, but he still worked hard to maintain his emotions.

"Are you giving up?"

Having already given the reminder, this person still doesn't understand, Yang Jin couldn't help laughing, and said sarcastically, "You are really stupid."

He tightened his arms, wishing to rub the person with himself, "I will not give up on you and my mother, you are the most important people to me."

Zhou Shiluo breathed a sigh of relief, the tears in his eyes fell down uncontrollably and landed on Yang Jin's shoulder.

He Lingling slept extremely restlessly that night. When she opened her eyes again, she subconsciously glanced at the sofa, but there was no one there.

She froze for a moment, put on her shoes and got out of bed, to confirm that Yang Jin was not in the room, a strong sixth sense drove her to open the door.The corridor was quiet, except for the occasional car horns coming from outside the window, there was nothing.

He Lingling walked along the corridor, and suddenly saw two people embracing each other at the corner.She was so angry that her teeth were itching, and she was about to rush up to separate people, when Yang Jin's serious face suddenly flashed in her mind, her footsteps stopped suddenly, and after a long silence, she turned around and left for the first time.