Winner

Ji Qinsheng looked at him silently, his eyes paused on his lips for a second or two.Just when he thought he could get a kiss, Ji Qinsheng squatted down, put his arm on his knee, stretched out a finger, and tapped lightly on his calf.

There is a red mark there, slightly greenish, just hit by pebbles on the road.Compared with straightforward flirting, this kind of unintentional care is more terrifying to You Ye.He shrank almost instinctively, bent his leg, trying to hide behind the other leg.

Ji Qinsheng reached out and grabbed his ankle, and pulled his leg out with a gentle yet strong force.The temperature of Ji Qinsheng's palm was very high. Because of the summer, it was wrapped around his ankle, which was a little hot, almost scalding.

You Ye looked at the man squatting in front of him, at his drooping eyelids, at the bruise on his leg.After all, he broke free from the human hand, and folded his legs together uncomfortably, so that no one could see: "It didn't hurt very much at first, and I didn't even know it was green if you didn't tell me."

The ice cream packaging bag is still in his hand. In summer, all the sugar has been steamed out, making it a bit sticky.There was another layer of sweat in his palm, and the touch was very bad.Just like what he feels now, there is a terrible feeling in the heat and stickiness that is difficult to break free.

Ji Qinsheng raised his eyelids and looked straight at him, like looking at an ignorant child.You Ye avoided his gaze, turned his head slightly, and pursed his lips slightly.

He doesn't look at the man, but he can feel him.Subtle surges from the air, shadows on the ground, and the faint fragrance of perfume that can be smelled from far and near.It's not Ji Qinsheng's smell, it probably came from the dance just now.

Someone sat down on the other end of the bench, making a slight creaking sound.His arm touched another person's body, and he felt his shoulders being gently rubbed against, skin touching, leaving a little heat, and then quickly pulled away.

Ji Qinsheng seemed to bump into him by accident, and he didn't want to upset him, so he sat down and put a distance away.He saw it from the chair on the ground, and the evening sun cast them obliquely on the ground. Although he didn't look at him, he knew his every move.

Ji Qinsheng put his hand on the chair, and the shadows on the ground seemed to be holding hands, which was very intimate.You Ye heard him say, "Why don't you say you're leaving?" There was no blame in his voice, just a simple inquiry.

You Ye finally turned his face back. He didn't know that from Ji Qinsheng's point of view, his upper lip was slightly pouty, a little cute and angry, but You Ye didn't say anything willful like you care about me. It's just that he doesn't know anyone at the party, which doesn't feel very fun.

He also said that he wanted to talk to Ji Qinsheng, but he was dancing at the time, so it was not convenient for him to find him.Ji Qinsheng laughed: "It's not inconvenient, I brought you there, and I didn't take good care of you if you didn't have a good time."

I really didn't take good care of him. As soon as I brought him to the party, he disappeared without a trace. He played the guitar for a while, and danced for a while. I was too busy to say a word to him.

But this is a foreign country, he only knows Ji Qinsheng, they speak the same language, and he doesn't know anyone at the party, which makes him feel a deep sense of loneliness.Xu Shi often writes in a closed state for a long time. At certain moments, he is too emotional.

He knew it was impolite to leave so hastily, but he was You Ye.He felt so comfortable, so he did it, unwilling to think about the consequences.

You Ye stared at the ground, and soon another pigeon flew over, which looked almost exactly the same as the one just now. You Ye couldn't distinguish the appearance of the pigeon, but simply felt that the pigeon that was scared away by Ji Qinsheng had returned, and his mouth couldn't help it Show a little smile.

But he didn't have anything to feed the pigeons, so he raised his hand and elbowed Ji Qinsheng, asking if he had anything to eat.He didn't hold out hope at first, but he didn't intend to have a cold war with Ji Qinsheng either.

They just met, and Ji Qinsheng didn't have to pay for his glassy heart.He didn't want to get into trouble with his source of inspiration, so he casually found a topic.

Unexpectedly, Ji Qinsheng actually had it, a small packet of biscuits, covered with sugar, and embedded with delicious raisins.You Ye broke the biscuit into small pieces, squatted down carefully, and sprinkled it in front of the pigeon.

The pigeon cooed and approached the two humans carefully, grabbed the biscuit and ran away. It was a cowardly pigeon.You Ye was so amused by it that he trembled with laughter, he turned his head and asked you to look, but unexpectedly fell into Ji Qinsheng's eyes.

Ji Qinsheng propped his chin and looked at him slightly sideways, with a smile on his lips, affection in his eyes, and warmth in his eyes.He looked at him, his eyes were like a deep lake, and You Ye fell into it unprepared.

He opened his mouth, forgetting everything he wanted to say.Ji Qinsheng asked him, "What are you looking at?" You Ye opened and closed his mouth, but he still couldn't finish the sentence.He shut up, shook his head, looked back at the pigeon, in a daze.

Footsteps approached him and stopped behind him.His whole body was covered by the shadow, and the pigeon was startled away again, with a feather flying from its wings.You Ye subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and he caught it too. He held the feather in his hand, which was very soft and warm.

Ji Qinsheng walked around in front of him and squatted down with him, facing each other.Ji Qinsheng asked him, "What did you want to say just now?"

You Ye replied honestly: "Forgot."

Ji Qinsheng stuffed You Ye's flower back into his hand, and put it together with the pigeon feather.

You Ye looked at the things in his palm: "Don't you want it?"

Ji Qinsheng shook his head: "Change to another one."

Before You Ye asked what to return, Ji Qinsheng answered him with gestures.He said he wanted ice cream, and he licked his lips.

You Ye was held on the back of his head and pressed down forcefully. His tongue, teeth, and every inch of ice cream he licked were swept away one by one, as if trying to swallow the last trace of sweetness in his mouth.

You Ye couldn't squat anymore, he groaned, and in order to stabilize his body, he knocked his right knee to the ground, which hurt a little.The pain brought him back to his senses, and he opened his eyes, only to find that Ji Qinsheng's eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were so long that they almost scratched his face.

Ji Qinsheng seemed to feel his inattention, and slightly left his lips.He gently pinched the fingers on the back of his neck, and finally touched along his neck, slid to his earlobe, and finally landed on his lips that were opened for breathing, as if regretting: "The taste of ice cream is gone."