Years of love

Zhou Luo wanted to grab Yan Qi's hand and accompany him through the plank road, but Yan Qi avoided him.

Yan Qi pretended to be nonchalant, took pictures with his mobile phone as he walked, occasionally helped his hands to stabilize his body, and ran two steps from time to time to complete the journey quickly.

Zhou Luo followed behind him and looked at his back and couldn't help smiling. There was more strength in his shoulders, and then he put away his smile and turned around to find that it was Cheng Ye who was patting him.

"How do you feel?" Cheng Ye said, holding Zhou Luo's shoulder.

"How do you feel?" Zhou Luo asked.

"If what happened just now is real, what do you think?" Cheng Ye changed his usual playful smile and looked at him a little seriously.

Zhou Luo looked at Yan Qi patronizingly, and was not distracted to carefully analyze what happened just now. He was suddenly pointed out by Cheng Ye, and only then began to recall the details of this matter.

Many people thought that the glass was really broken, even Zhou Luo and Yan Qi thought so, some stretched out their hands to Zhou Luo, some screamed in tears, only one person rushed towards him regardless of the danger .

Zhou Luo frowned: "I don't quite understand what you mean."

"It's too rare to be able to do what Yan Qi is like. To put it bluntly, I can't even do what he is." Cheng Ye patted him on the shoulder twice: "I was worried that this kid would bring you a lot of money." Unnecessary trouble, but now I have the same worry, but the focus of worry is different."

Cheng Ye paused: "Zhou Luo, I can understand if Yan Qi really regards you as a relative more important than his life."

Cheng Ye didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Zhou Luo heard what he meant.

After all, Cheng Ye has the most experience doubting whether such a life-threatening relationship can be regarded as a family relationship.

Zhou Luo thumped in his heart, his expression a little heavy: "Are you thinking too much? He's only 15 years old."

"Then let's not talk about him." Cheng Ye pretended to be relaxed and smiled at Zhou Luo: "What about you? You are already 27, what are you waiting for?"

Zhou Luo never thought that Cheng Ye would ask such a straightforward question, and the most terrible thing was that Cheng Ye's words seemed to lift a little bit of the veil that had always been on his heart, and the most private secret was being exposed to the light little by little. Down.

"I just don't really want to start a family." Zhou Luo excused himself without expression.

"It's Yan Qi who has given you the home you want." After Cheng Ye finished speaking, he rubbed his shoulder twice, and took two quick steps to catch up with Chen Ze who was looking back for him.

Zhou Luo couldn't deceive himself, even Cheng Ye could see it, so he didn't have to deceive himself anymore.

It's just that he hasn't clearly realized his feelings, and he hasn't come to a conclusion about Yan Qi's attitude. He's just being lazy in the days when the two of them live together, and wants to live like this without worries or worries. As for Others, he never thought about it.

Never thought about it, doesn't mean it didn't happen.

Zhou Luo is an adult, he has been able to observe words and expressions since he was a child, so that he can satisfy everyone, and naturally he can control his emotions freely. If he really has other feelings for Yan Qi, he will keep his face Hidden, this kind of calmness can hardly even be noticed by himself.He will watch Yan Qi grow up day by day, hoping that he can also be on his own, start a family and start a business.

But what if this person was Yan Qi instead?

He is still young, although it is inevitable to think about this matter with his past experiences, and he is not sure how he will treat and deal with it, but he is still a third-year junior high school student who will only enter high school next year, and there is nothing to be taken care of by Zhou Luo When he had the opportunity to get in touch with people and things other than school, Zhou Luo was always the only one in his eyes, so would it be...

Could it be that Zhou Luo was wrong.

From the very beginning, he should let Yan Qi live in the school, not let Yan Qi get too close to him, and let him have more contact with peers and the opposite sex, so that things like today won't happen.

But these only exist in assumptions, Zhou Luo has no way to turn back time, and what's more, these intimate memories already exist. Yan Qi is very unfair.

What to do, Zhou Luo hasn't figured it out yet.

When he came back to his senses, the cigarette had already been lit and was in his mouth.

"Brother." Yan Qi stood at the exit of the trestle bridge and looked at him: "Why are you smoking?"

Zhou Luo was about to stifle the cigarette subconsciously, but Yan Qi grabbed his hand: "I'm fine, you can smoke if you want."

Zhou Luo looked at Yan Qixiu's long white fingers with well-defined knuckles, and felt his heart soften, and it was very comfortable and peaceful to hold in his palm.

But Qi Zi felt the heat from the touch go from the palm of the hand to the chest unimpeded along the arm, and hurriedly let go of his hand and coughed twice.

"I'll pinch it." Zhou Luo looked at Yan Qi, and quickly crushed the cigarette on the aluminum trash can beside him.

Yan Qi sighed deeply.

The entire itinerary is over half, and the rest is to visit the mountain. The mountain is already clear at a glance from the cable car when we came here. There is nothing to see. The mountain tour is nothing more than the effect of fitness and exercise.

The bungee jumping place is a bit far away. It is in an open and clear space after passing through a small road next to the main road going down the mountain. Standing here and looking down, you can see the bungee jumping tower. The top of the tower is in a bare The middle of the branches is looming.

Sitting on the bench, Zhou Luo raised his legs and took the list from Tan Yingying's hand. On it were the names of Fang Ting, Jin Yan and three male editors.

"You don't want two months' salary?" Zhou Luo looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"I don't want to trade money for my life anymore." Tan Yingying was unwilling but could only say willingly: "What if I go into shock again when I dance."

"I approve these three old men, and tell Fang Ting and Jin Yan not to join in the fun." After finishing speaking, Zhou Luo threw the list back to Tan Yingying.

"Fang Ting is fine. She is very courageous, and she doesn't care about this project. She can dance or not, she is Jin Yan..." Tan Yingying looked around and saw that there was only Yan Qi next to Zhou Luo, so she whispered Said: "Anyone can tell that Jin Yan likes you, she must have jumped to make a request to you."

After Tan Yingying finished speaking, she jumped on the spot twice: "President, it's so romantic, women chasing men, you're so proud of yourself."

Zhou Luo glanced at her impatiently, Tan Yingying trembled all over her body, and ran away with a "hehe" laugh.

Zhou Luo put down his legs and arched his back, supported his knees with his elbows and looked forward, and found that Jin Yan was looking at him, so he had no choice but to beckon her to come over.

"I thought we had made it clear." Zhou Luo wiped his face and looked at Jin Yan.

"I just want to try bungee jumping, nothing else." Jin Yan smiled shyly, and looked at Yan Qi in embarrassment, and found that Yan Qi didn't look at him at all, and was seriously pressing his phone with his head down.

"Then don't you ask for anything after the dance?" Zhou Luo looked at Jin Yan and asked.

Jin Yan pursed her mouth into a straight line, not knowing what to answer in order to appear more secure.

"Girls, don't play too dangerous activities." Zhou Luo had no choice but to call out rescuers: "If Uncle Jin blames me, wouldn't it be difficult for me?"

Jin Yan puffed her cheeks, nodded and agreed, and after thinking about it, she said, "My dad said that you will come to our house for the Spring Festival."

"Is it just me? Without my uncle and Cheng Ye?" Zhou Luo asked in surprise.

"Just...you." Jin Yan raised her hand and rubbed her nose.

Zhou Luo was silent for a while: "Okay, you go and tell Uncle Jin, I will go during the Chinese New Year."

Jin Yan couldn't hold back the expression on her face and laughed, and put the bungee jumping behind her. Although this was not the request she wanted to make, she was already very satisfied.

"Brother." Yan Qi put down his phone and called Zhou Luo, "I'll dance."

"Don't make any trouble." Zhou Luo took out another cigarette from his pocket. He was very irritable for some reason, but he didn't think that this sentence was a response to Yan Qi. After realizing it, he hurriedly changed his tone and said: "Aren't you afraid of heights?"

"I didn't make any trouble." Yan Qi lowered his head: "I just want...to get over it."

"Overcome what?" Zhou Luo asked with a cigarette in his mouth, looking at the strands of gray smoke rising into the sky from the cigarette butt.

"Is there usually a lake down there?" Yan Qi's voice was a little soft.

Before the words fell, Zhou Luo fully reacted.

"Yan Qi, you've played too much." Zhou Luo's eyes were a little frightening: "This is not overcoming, this is suicide, it will only make you mentally broken, and you can't bear it at all. Have you had enough trouble?"

It was the first time Yan Qi heard Zhou Luo talking to him in this tone, and he suddenly became a little flustered: "I don't know, sometimes my uncontrollable extreme thinking is related to the last time I saw my mother's back. Yan Qi frowned and stood in front of Zhou Luo, blocking the sunlight in front of his eyes, and covering his face and smoke into the darkness.

Mentioning Su Jin again, Zhou Luo rubbed his legs, instinctively wanting to hug Yan Qi or hold his hand, but this time before Yan Qi could react, he pressed the thought first.

He knew that he should say no, he should lock him in the warm room he had prepared for him, and live a peaceful life for him, but not mentioning it didn't mean he never thought about it, deep in Yan Qi's heart, there was always Su Jin shadow.

Zhou Luo breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling a little bored, but his raised hand never touched Yan Qi, and when he finally put it down slowly, Yan Qi had a bad premonition in his heart.

Will he, only this chance is left.

Yan Qi couldn't stop trembling when he thought of this, Zhou Luo just agreed to go to Jin Yan's house for the New Year in front of him, so will he be alone this year?Will Zhou Luo leave him alone?Will he sit on the sofa alone and stare at several hosts in a daze while listening to the bell?

The more Yan Qi thought about it, the more he couldn't calm down, and the hotness in his heart was caught off guard.

"I have to jump." Yan Qi clenched his fists: "You can't stop me."

"I won't stop you." Zhou Luo threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out with his foot: "I'll accompany you there, let's go."

Zhou Luo was still a little distracted until he walked into the straight ladder. His eyes were fixed on the back of Yan Qi's head. His scarf was not wrapped properly, revealing the fair skin on his neck. Zhou Luo raised his hand to help him After thinking about it, I still didn't do it.

awkward.

Suddenly awkward.

He never thought that in front of Yan Qi, he would do whatever he wanted to do in the next second without any worries, but he would actually think for a long time because of whether a movement was done properly.

When the elevator reached the highest point, the first three male editors of the publishing house had already finished dancing. The three of them were pale and fell to the ground, their calves were trembling at a frequency visible to the naked eye, and they stretched out their hands to their own president. Moaning/groaning, pretending to be in pain.

"President...bonus..." The voices of the three people asking for money came one after another.

Zhou Luo smiled and said: "I am so humane, why are you working so hard, all of you are in such a mess."

"For Yuanli, for the president, and for the promising publishing business..." The voices of the three became weaker and weaker, and finally they lay crookedly on the ground and kept calming down.

Zhou Luo smiled and kicked their feet, and when he and the staff were fighting each other, Yan Qi had already finished dressing.

"Check the rope again." Zhou Luo was worried about the staff, so he squatted down and pulled for a long time.

Fortunately, very strong.

Yan Qi stood on the edge of the platform. He didn't have much psychological burden or pressure all the way. He thought that he would be relieved when he stood here, but when he looked down, he saw the icy On the surface of the lake, a feeling of nausea suddenly turned up from his stomach, and he quickly squatted down and retched twice.

"Yan Qi!" Zhou Luo rushed over to hug him, pulled him back, and quickly pulled him away from the platform: "No more jumping, let's go now."

The people standing under the tower and watching the whole process gasped. Tan Yingying wanted to take out her mobile phone to take a video, but now she also started to worry about Yan Qilai.

Cheng Ye kept frowning. Zhou Luo told him about Yan Qi's psychological barriers, and he almost expected Yan Qi's reaction in this way.

"I want to dance." Yan Qi swallowed twice, took the water handed over by one of the male editors, raised his head and filled half of the bottle.

"Little handsome guy, if you have a mental disorder or mental illness, you must never dance." Although the staff member smiled, he still said nervously.

"I don't have a mental disorder, nor do I have a mental illness." Yan Qi said against his will, "I can dance."

Zhou Luo couldn't resist Yan Qi's stubbornness, and silently recited "he's still a child" three times in his heart before barely suppressing his anger, looked at the staff and asked, "Do you have tandem bungee jumping here?"

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