serious about love

The night was thick and the wind carried heat waves.

Jiang Muxing came from the door and walked towards Yanhao and Yang Cong step by step. The closer the distance, the stronger the sense of oppression.

Yanhao's breath was stagnant, her eyelashes fluttered slightly and she lowered her eyes.

Jiang Muxing stopped three or five steps away, put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, raised his jaw slightly, and looked stern.

Yang Cong waved lazily: "Squad leader, good evening."

Jiang Muxing looked at Yanhao, and moved away immediately: "Are you going in?"

"Otherwise?" Yang Cong laughed, "You can't come here at night just to take pictures at the door?"

Yan Hao didn't make a sound, her eyebrows were hidden in the shadows under her bangs.

Jiang Muxing's breath was extremely cold.

The temperature was very high, there were many cars on the street, the air was turbid, and the dryness made people's heads feel hot, Yang Cong's face was dripping with sweat, and when he reached out to wipe it, he touched the gauze, and the wound was wiped, causing him to grin his teeth in pain, Swearing a few words, the tone is bad.

"What's the matter, squad leader, are you going to hold a small meeting for us?"

Jiang Muxing took his hand out of his pocket, and straightened the cuff with his left hand that was folded to the elbow with his right hand: "The bar is a membership system."

Just as Yang Cong wanted to say he knew, he heard him say, "I need an ID card, have you brought it?"

"..." Yang Cong leaned his head next to Yan Hao, "Xiao Hao, did you bring it?"

Yanhao said in a low voice, "No."

Yang Cong cursed in a low voice, and said with a dawdly smile: "Squad leader, Yan Hao and I didn't bring that thing with you. You work here, so you know everyone there. Help me say hello."

Jiang Muxing remained silent.

Yang Cong took a sip on the ground: "We're all classmates, isn't that helpful?"

Jiang Muxing glanced over Yang Cong lightly, and towards Yanhao, but couldn't see anything: "That's why you want to go in?"

Yang Cong raised his eyebrows, which song did Jiang Muxing sing?Why is it a bit too much, and also a bit inexplicable, different from the usual hang-ups, it seems to be more down-to-earth?Perhaps an illusion.

But what he said just now sounded like there was another sentence behind it, "Have you finished your homework?"

Yanhao looked at the ground and didn't speak the whole time, like a child who was caught by his parents for doing something bad, embarrassed.

-

The atmosphere is subtle.

Yanhao moved her lips: "Let's go."

The volume is so low that only Yang Cong can hear it.

"Walk, it's all here."

Yang Cong's good shoulders are the behavior of a good buddy, but he often plays ball, his hands are long and his feet are long, and his bones are developed very manly.

Yan really hated the smell of perfume on his clothes and wanted to break free.

Yang Cong must have kept his hands away normally, but now that there were outsiders present, as a well-known buddy of the whole class, he had to save face no matter what, so he pressed his hands tightly and said goodbye.

Jiang Muxing's eyes behind the lenses narrowed.

At this moment, voices were heard from the bar, and then a few people came out of it. They all wore white shirts, black trousers, and ties. They were all handsome guys with slender and well-proportioned bodies, about 20 years old.

"I rely on!"

Yang Cong clicked his tongue, "Niu|Lang?"

Yan Hao elbowed his waist and used all his strength.

Yang Cong was made to bend over by that blow, and tears burst into tears: "Why are you abducting me?"

Yan Hao didn't dare to see Jiang Muxing's expression.

Yang Cong is still pushing: "It's amazing, among these people, our squad leader is still No. 1. Isn't it true that a bunch of female guests stuffed tickets in his waistbands, how can he live like this...fuck, still There's a doll that looks more like a girl than you."

Yan Hao subconsciously bit his lower lip, Yang Cong had something to say, Jiang Muxing worked here, with his outstanding conditions, the tips would be considerable, he also worked as a tutor, and had other part-time jobs.

Life is not easy at all.

The situation at Jiang Muxing's house is probably... worse than he imagined.

-

Those people came out to smoke, and they just smoked outside the door, and looked at Yan Hao and them curiously from time to time.

It can be seen that they are not familiar with Jiang Muxing at ordinary times, so they didn't come forward at this time.

Another person came out of the bar, about 1.8 meters tall, without a shirt and trousers, wearing leather pants, a black T-shirt, Martin boots, and a black baseball cap on his head. Wearing silver stud earrings, cool and masculine.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."

There is a smoky voice, a bit lazy in the vicissitudes of life.

Several people outside the door shouted, "Brother Xu."

Huang Xu waved his hand holding the cigarette, walked up to Jiang Muxing, played with the lighter twice, clicked it open, lit the cigarette, and asked with a smile, "Acquaintance?"

Jiang Muxing ignored it.

Huang Xu looked at the two boys and greeted them very friendly: "How are you guys?"

Yang Cong grinned.

Yanhao didn't respond, her lips were about to be bitten.

Jiang Muxing frowned.

Huang Xu tilted his head: "The kid in the light blue T-shirt looks really... special."

"Extremely handsome, but also has such a dark sense of beauty. It will be very popular when you come to the bar. My sisters like it, but look at his famous brand, he is a rich man."

Jiang Muxing said coldly, "Stay away from me."

Huang Xu: "?"

Yan Hao couldn't hear their conversation, he raised his cold white face and looked at the young man who was very close to Jiang Muxing.

The wind blew away the hair that covered his eyelids, revealing his darker pupils than ordinary people, and his eyes were shady.

With a very light and small cinnabar mole between the eyebrows, it looks like a ghost.

There was a trace of coolness on Huang Xu's back for no reason, and he felt like he was being targeted by a poisonous snake. He whispered to Jiang Muxing curiously: "What's the relationship? This is it? No introduction?"

Jiang Muxing stared at him with no expression on his face.

Huang Xu raised his hands and backed away, looking like "I'm afraid of you".

This scene is a very easy way to get along in the eyes of others.

Yang Cong's face was full of gossip: "It's really unexpected that there are people who joke with our squad leader. The relationship is not normal."

Yan Hao's stomach convulsed a little, blood came out from his lower lip biting, he moved unconsciously, and walked towards Jiang Mu.

"Every time, every time, every time..."

A series of bells rang suddenly, and Yan Hao woke up suddenly. He stopped only one step away from Jiang Muxing, his face was pale, his eyes looked around, and he couldn't hide his panic.

Yang Cong answered the phone, only said "Dad", and was dragged away from the bar by him.

"Is this gone?"

Huang Xu was quite regretful, and the smoke around his mouth flickered, "I haven't introduced it yet."

Jiang Muxing took off his flat glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and put them back on.

Huang Xu remained interested: "Your classmate?"

Jiang Muxing: "Yes."

"You are pleasantly surprised to meet a classmate here." Huang Xu handed him a cigarette, "Why don't you talk to them quickly and let them keep it a secret for you?"

Jiang Muxing didn't pick up the cigarette.

"Among the group of people, you are the only one who doesn't smoke," Huang Xu stuffed the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and said with a smile, "You don't even touch it, your restraint is really amazing."

Jiang Muxing turned around and went back to the bar, and stopped after a few steps. He opened the small iron box to take the lozenges, took a few pills in one go, and crushed them with his teeth.

The oozing coolness spread out in his mouth and poured into his throat, temporarily suppressing the swelling pain in his temples.

-

When he failed to go to the bar, Yang Cong suffered from the sequelae of a broken relationship. He bought a bag of beer and fried chicken on the way, and took them to the apartment for dinner.

Yan Hao didn't drink much at the beginning, but just looked at his phone after a while, and found that there were no text messages, no calls, and QQ was also very quiet.

Jiang Muxing didn't have any doubts and didn't care about the fact that he said he was reviewing tonight but ran to the bar.

Yanhao realized this, so he drank heavily and competed with Yang Cong for a drink. Those who didn't know thought he was also broken in love.

Sad as hell.

Yan Hao had a nightmare all night.

In the dream, Jiang Muxing was sitting at a booth in the bar, his shirt was loosely worn, and several buttons were unbuttoned.

There are several women beside him, leaning on him, lying in his arms, kneeling at his feet...

The picture is both beautiful and promiscuous.

Before dawn, Yan Hao dreamed that his legs were gone, and when he woke up, he found that Yang Cong was sleeping on his side, pressing on his calves.

Yan Hao lifted Yang Cong away, squeezed his numb legs, and crawled to the bed to reach for the phone.

Jiang Muxing still didn't look for him.

Yan Hao put the phone aside, since she lied last night, she didn't dare to take the initiative to look for it, as if she was waiting to be sentenced, it was very tormenting.

Jiang Mu acted like this, as if he was punishing him.

Yan Hao had a splitting headache and took a while to get out of bed. After washing, he went back to the bed, picked up the pillow on the floor and threw it on Yang Cong's back.

"I can't get up, I'm going to be late."

Yang Cong buried his head in the air-conditioning quilt: "I'm broken in love, and I still have a bird lesson."

Yanhao said coolly: "Then you are broken in love, don't you need to eat and drink?"

Yang Cong: "..."

"Go your way, I'll go after self-study and get out of class."

Yan Hao's spirit was not good, his patience was very poor, and he was too lazy to talk, so he checked the things in his schoolbag.

"Auntie has cooked breakfast in the kitchen. You can make it yourself when you get up. I have brought the key. Just close the door when you leave."

Yang Cong waved his hands.

Yan Hao kicked him: "From now on, when you come to my place, you can only sleep in the guest room, and you are not allowed to sleep in my bed."

"What do you mean?" Yang Cong came out of the bed, with a chicken coop on his head, his face full of grievances, "I have slept so many times, why is it not allowed in the future?"

"No, it's not allowed." After Yan Hao finished speaking, he left the room.

Yang Cong was at a loss.

-

Yan Hao rides his bicycle to school in dismay, and unexpectedly meets Jiang Muxing on the road.

I haven't seen it once in the morning.

And it's not on the road outside the school, but on the side of his apartment.

After a while, his legs were too weak to step on the pedal. He put one foot on the ground and looked at Jiang Muxing.

The two boys are in the same class. They met on the road. It's no big deal to go to school together.

When Yan Hao thought about it, he crossed the road uncontrollably, rode his bike beside Jiang Muxing, pursed his lips and put on a smiling face.

"Morning, monitor."

Jiang Muxing was buying breakfast and turned to look at him.

Yan Hao noticed bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and was stunned: "Last night I..."

Jiang Muxing interrupted him: "Next week is the end of the semester, and time is precious. If you don't review enough, it will be difficult to achieve your expected goal."

Yan Hao's head drooped: "Last night was a special situation, I will make up for what was left behind, and it won't be like that again."

It's hard to reveal the brother's affairs, Yanhao can only express his opinion seriously, and doesn't want Jiang Muxing to mistakenly think that he doesn't want to study anymore, and give up on him in disappointment.

Jiang Muxing didn't ask any questions.

Yanhao was worried, and handed a siu mai in front of her eyes: "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat, thank you." Yan Hao reacted, and quickly picked it up with both hands, his excited breathing was somewhat disordered.

Jiang Muxing reminded: "It's a little hot."

As soon as Yan Hao opened the bag, put the siu mai to his mouth, after hearing what he said, he blew it obediently.

-

While eating siu mai, he kept glancing at Jiang Muxing from the corner of his eye after the banquet.

Wearing a school uniform, her hair was not combed deliberately, and she was casually styled, which was very different from the outfit she wore at the bar last night.

Although he is still calm and indifferent, he still has a youthful feeling on his body, and he will not completely cover it up.

Yanhao remembered Jiang Muxing wearing glasses, swallowed the shumai in his mouth and asked, "Squad leader, are you short-sighted?"

"No." Jiang Muxing said, "Last night's glasses did not have a prescription, and the manager gave them to me."

Yan Hao guessed it, and he ate the remaining siu mai: "It's very suitable for you."

The next second he said, "Very handsome."

Then Yan Hao said, "You look really handsome in trousers."

As soon as the words fell, he blushed.

He clearly talked about glasses, but mentioned trousers, and used an emphatic tone, as if he had been thinking about it all the time, never forgetting it.

Although it is true.

Jiang Muxing didn't think there was any problem, and he always couldn't see any emotional fluctuations: "Really?"

Yan Hao grabbed the other hand, pretending to be calm: "Well... yes..."

Jiang Muxing took a bite of the siu mai, and said in a vague voice, "That's the overalls of the bar."

He paused for a moment: "I will wear it when I work in the future."