serious about love

The casual restaurant is very bright after entering. Friends eat and drink. The more you walk in, the more gentle the light is. When you turn a corner and enter a small area, the light can be said to be blurred.

This is the configuration provided for couples.

Good luck with the banquet, there were two people in the corner who had just finished eating and were about to leave.

Both of them were boys, about eighteen or nineteen years old.

When they staggered away from Yan Hao, they met their gazes in unison, feeling like a strange meeting of friendly forces.

The two boys walked outside, their baby faces turned their heads frequently to look at Jiang Muxing behind Yanhao: "It's so tall."

Companion: "Hmph."

Boy with a baby face: "The legs are so long and the body proportions are perfect."

Companion: "Hmph."

Babyface: "He's also super handsome."

Companion: "It's so dark that I can't see his face clearly, so you know he's handsome?"

Babyface: "It must be handsome, I'm very sensitive to handsome guys."

Companion: "Stop watching!"

"..."

The sound gradually blurred.

Yan Hao watched the two boys leave with envy in her eyes.

Jiang Muxing frowned.

-

The waiters quickly cleared the tables, and the corner was like a small independent world, where the talking and laughing around couldn't invade.

Yanhao took out a tissue and wiped the tabletop: "Squad leader, I'm going to order something to eat, do you want noodles or rice?"

Jiang Muxing said, "I'll go."

Yan Hao heard the words and was very emotional: "No!"

Jiang Muxing rolled his eyelids.

Yan Hao's eyes looked left and right, but he didn't look at him: "Well, monitor, I said I'm going, so let me go."

Jiang Muxing looked at him without saying a word.

Yan Hao's scalp felt a little numb after being watched, and he pretended to smile calmly: "Are you okay?"

Jiang Muxing said for a while: "Fans."

Yan Hao was obviously relieved, he didn't have to rush to pay for the money, but for a dessert with a shameful name, if Jiang Muxing ordered food, it would definitely be useless.

-

There were quite a lot of people queuing up at the front desk. Yanhao was playing Tetris while waiting. He made a few wrong clicks, and the building piled up higher and higher. He yawned and felt sleepy at this point.

Learning to drive for a day is really not a job.

But the banquet is good and I don't regret it.

When Jiang Muxing suffered a head injury, his clothes and hands were stained with blood, and he went to the hospital by bicycle, he asked why he didn't take a taxi.

Jiang Muxing said he couldn't stop him.

At that moment, Yan Hao made a decision, he wanted to learn to drive, and he would sign up for the summer vacation.

Later, Jiang Muxing promised to make up lessons for him during the summer vacation, and he would continue to make up lessons in the third year of high school. There was not enough time, and the pressure came and went.

Fortunately, he likes the smell of gasoline, he likes cars, and he feels good in his hand.

The second subject has already been made an appointment, and after that, I will make an appointment for the third subject and the fourth subject. I just finished the test in one go, and something happened.

After the banquet, he yawned again, with teary eyes, he cut the screen, went to the post bar to browse, and found a new post that had been pushed to the front.

The landlord posted the time 2 minutes ago.

Yan Hao quickly clicked into the link, and sure enough, he entered Jiang Muxing's space. He posted a log, which contained today's date, from year to month to day, down to minutes and seconds, followed by a parenthesis (26216) .

It seems to be some kind of announcement, and it seems to be some kind of record.

-

After a while, there are a lot of likes, comments, and retweets below.

Yan Hao's face was ugly, he ate and lived with Jiang Muxing, and he was not the first to know.

Still the same as before, we have to get news from the post bar.

It seems that I don't like as much as others.

With a depressed mood, Yanhao ordered his meal and went back to his seat. Seeing Jiang Muxing swiping his phone, he couldn't help but poked his head: "It's time to open up the space."

Jiang Muxing didn't lift his eyelids: "Haven't you already been here?"

Banquet: "..."

Forgot to delete access records.

Yanhao let out a dry cough: "Squad leader, your diary is so lively. All my diaries combined don't have as many comments as yours."

Jiang Muxing was indifferent.

Yanhao sat down: "Aren't you going to set up the access rights of the space?"

Two words popped out of Jiang Muxing's mouth: "No."

Banquet: "..."

"I teach you."

Yanhao leaned on the table with her upper body stretched out and got closer: "You click on the profile picture in the upper left corner, and then you will see..."

The words came to an abrupt end, Yanhao was surprised: "Squad leader, did you change your profile picture?"

Jiang Muxing's breath was full of his scent: "Yes."

Yan Hao took a look at the profile picture, it was sixteen before, but now it is 2626.

It is the uppercase string of numbers in the log brackets.

There were no relevant posts in the post bar just now, that is what happened on the way back to his seat.

Jiang Muxing was a little abnormal tonight, feeling like something big was about to happen.

Yan Hao was stunned, and heard Jiang Muxing say: "The setting is turned on, what should I do next?"

"Click Contacts, Privacy."

Yanhao taught Jiang Muxing to set the authority, maintained the posture of lying in front of the table, his eyes unconsciously fell on his slightly pursed shallow lips, and he was a little dazed.

Jiang Muxing leaned back a little: "Sit down."

Yan Hao's thoughts were disturbed, he sat back and played with the number plate: "Squad leader, are you drilling?"

Jiang Muxing put the phone on the table: "No need."

Yan Hao scratched the tip of her nose: "But the background of your space is so ugly."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

Yan Hao rested his chin with one hand, the light was weak, and the heat in his heart could not help flowing out, imprisoning Jiang Muxing in his vision: "Squad leader, how about I help you dress up?"

As he spoke, he pretended to rub his leg unintentionally.

Jiang Muxing's breath was suffocated, and he said without changing his face: "Okay."

Yan Hao didn't rub any more, even though he wished he could sit on Jiang Muxing's lap.

"I'll give you some codes, you won't know how to do it, and it's troublesome, just tell me your QQ password, and I'll go to your account."

Jiang Muxing took the phone away, bowed his head and knocked something, but did not respond.

The corners of Yanhao's mouth began to retract, and the phone vibrated suddenly, and Jiang Muxing came looking for him.

The chat box that pops up is a string of letters and numbers.

The letters are in lowercase pinyin of Jiang Muxing's name, and the number is 26216.

It's this string of numbers again.

Yan Hao stared at it for a moment, the number was still a number, and no flowers were formed, and Jiang Muxing's voice sounded from the opposite side: "QQ password."

"It's quite long, and the safety factor should be fine." Yan Hao asked in a curious tone, "Squad leader, what is 26216?"

Jiang Muxing: "Numbers."

Banquet: "..."

-

Just then, the waiter brought a dessert, a pot of tea, and two bowls of beef vermicelli.

Jiang Muxing's is not spicy, the soup is soup, and the vermicelli is vermicelli, which is quite light.

The best part of the feast is extra spicy, with a layer of red chili oil floating on it, which makes people feel so dry that their scalp sparks.

In fact, since Jiang Muxing moved to his place, he hasn't eaten spicy food anymore.

This time I didn't want to eat it at first, but when I was queuing up, several people in front of me ordered the extra spicy vermicelli, so I couldn't control my mouth.

"Squad leader, let me tell you something."

Yanhao used chopsticks to wrap the thin fans around in circles: "Can I tell my parents your contact information?"

Jiang Muxing frowned slightly: "What?"

Yanhao surrounded many fans and put it in his mouth, his bulging cheeks moved and he slurred his words: "I plan to stop bringing my mobile phone to school from next week. If my parents need me for something, let them call you." phone, okay?"

Jiang Muxing said after he finished speaking, "Yes."

Yanhao floated into the sky without hesitation because of Jiang Muxing, and choked if he didn't pay attention, coughing so badly that he couldn't even hold the chopsticks steadily.

Jiang Muxing handed over the tissue: "Order something so spicy, it won't taste good, and I'm still thinking about it. If I choke, I will suffer."

Coughing, Yan Hao took the tissue and blew his nose, then glared at him with wet eyes.

Jiang Muxing took out another small teacup, filled it with tea, shook the cup with his thumb and forefinger, and put it in front of him when the tea was not so hot.

"I'm wrong, you just refute."

Yan Hao couldn't refute, he drank the tea in one gulp, and the burning in his throat eased: "Pour me another cup."

Jiang Muxing didn't say "the teapot is right next to him, pour it yourself", but took his empty teacup and slowly picked up the teapot to add water.

Yan Hao looked straight at Jiang Muxing, her heart beating faster, and her whole body was a little hot.

What will such an outstanding person look like when they fall in love?

Will it peel off that layer of indifference and indifference, and become passionate, full of flirty talk, looking for opportunities to make out in every possible way, wishing to stick with the person you like 24 hours a day?

Certainly not.

Yan Hao denies himself within a second or two, that kind of phenomenon is too inconsistent with Jiang Muxing, it is impossible.

At most, it is to give the person you like a unique tenderness and patience, as well as indulgence and pampering.

Yan Hao thought to himself, that's fine, he wants it, he wants it even in his dreams.

Seeing outlines now, must hold on, hold on until fully possessed, monopolized.

-

Jiang Muxing went to the bathroom, Yan Hao turned off the wall lamp on his side, leaving the small yellow light above his head on.

Yanhao looked at the desserts on the table, they were pink and tender, it didn't matter if they were good or not, he just wanted to eat with Jiang Muxing.

The phone rang, and Yan Hao turned on the screen. It looked that the caller ID was Yang Cong. He probably guessed what the call was about. The call could not be answered, and the background sound might be exposed.

Yanhao looked for Yang Cong on QQ and sent a question mark.

Yang Cong replied with a crazy expression of Tuzki who was banging his head against the wall: "Hello, I met Jiang Muxing when I was drinking tea."

Yang Cong: Fuck, he deliberately disgusted me, on purpose.

Yang Cong: He just wants me to leave, maybe he wants to date some woman in a restaurant, and he doesn't want to be seen by his classmates.

"Which woman?" After the banquet, he choked again. He hurriedly drank water, even drank what was in Jiang Muxing's cup, and then returned to Yang Cong's message.

Yanhao: Is there some misunderstanding here?

Yang Cong: Hehe... I hope so too, but after I left, I calmed down and thought about it, and felt that something was wrong with him. He definitely came after me. He was so fucking scheming.

Yan Hao: He is very good.

Yang Cong made an expression so angry that it exploded and turned into a black ball: Fuck, are you standing in line?

Yanhao: I'm chatting with you.

Taking advantage of Yang Cong typing slowly and typing, Yan Hao quickly changed the topic: where is Song Ran?

Yang Cong's attention was diverted, and he replied: Don't fucking mention him, he's just an idiot.

Good banquet: ...

Yang Cong made a nose-picking and contemptuous expression: Jiang Muxing just changed his QQ avatar and opened up space again, what the hell is he doing? "

Yanhao: How do you know?

Yang Cong: That idiot Song Ran said it. It’s none of his business to change his avatar to open up space. He babbled endlessly, and even made a draft to study the series of numbers. The formulas were pushed up, absolutely!

The banquet is so speechless.

Yang Cong: Jiang Muxing asked everyone to GC with just one profile picture, what do you think those people think?

As one of those people, Yan Hao replied: It's fun, it's like guessing riddles with many people, I still want to ask Jiang Muxing.

Yang Cong: If you are possessed, find a way to control your body and send me a comma.

……

While fighting with Yang Cong, Yan Hao put a piece of beef on the mouth of the bowl to shake off the soup, and leaned over to eat it.

When one day he reveals his feelings for Jiang Muxing to Yang Cong, or if he is found out, I don't know if the world will fall apart.

Yang Cong thought it wrong for a long time, and asked Yan Hao on QQ: Why are you hanging up on me?

Yan Hao's eyelids twitched, thinking he didn't ask any more.

This guy stays with Song Ran all day now, and his IQ has improved.

Yang Cong: Could it be masturbation?

Banquet: "..."

IQ has not been raised, and it is still rubbing on the ground.

Yan Hao finished chatting with Yang Cong, went to the post bar and went around, and saw a lot of analysis posts.

The post bar in No. [-] Middle School is more lively than those in other schools. The main reason is that some people no longer need to study hard, and they have more free time.

In the third year of high school, there are still people who insist on learning talents, developing hobbies, and surfing the Internet.

There are a lot of analysis posts this time, and like the little bamboo shoots after the rain, it is estimated that there is not much homework today, and this point is all done, so I am in a hurry.

Boys participate in the feeling of enjoying the attention of girls.

There are also some who want to challenge Jiang Muxing, and treat it with a simple attitude of solving problems, as if they can prove that they are better than him as long as they solve the problem.

If it was someone else, no one would care if they changed their avatars seven or eight hundred times a day.

However, Jiang Muxing's actions tonight, even Yanhao felt strange. He clicked on Jiang Muxing's profile picture, and 16 became 26216, with 262 in front. What does it mean...

Yan Hao thought of Yang Cong saying that Song Ran was pushing the formula, this shouldn't be necessary, right?

It’s not like everyone got the wrong direction from the beginning, and entered into a misunderstanding in both logic and cognition. They thought it was very complicated, but it was actually very simple, right?

Is it possible that it has something to do with him?

Yan Hao's breathing became short of breath, and his palms were sweating. He tried to put his own information into those numbers, but failed.

-

Jiang Muxing came out of the bathroom and stood by the sink to wash his hands. There were voices in the women's bathroom next door, and two girls were complaining.

"I'll go, this restaurant is really bad, the price has gone up too crazy."

"It's not marketing yet."

"I know about marketing, but I don't know that it's so outrageous. Just what kind of forever, the size of half a palm, costs three or four hundred, and it costs money."

"What you eat is affection and love."

"It's irritating, and the price of other things has also increased. A pot of tea costs dozens of dollars. If it weren't for the hype on blogs and major forums last year, it would be a small composition with real feelings and deep affection. Take a photo and check in, otherwise who would know where it is?"

"Very successful commercial promotion."

"Following the trend is terrible, and people with brains don't order it."

"Whoever has a boyfriend will order."

"..."

"Done yet?"

"No, give me a piece of oil-absorbing paper. Hey, if one day I have a boyfriend and he insists on bringing me here to eat, the price won't be thousands of dollars, will it?"

"No, you think too much, and this restaurant will be gone by then."

"Isn't it?"

"As for that, after all, it will be decades later."

"..."

Jiang Muxing thought of the dessert on the table, of Yanhao's insistence on coming here, and how he was scrambling to order food, so he dried his hands, strode out, and went straight to the front desk.

The promotional image of position C on the big screen matched the dessert.

forever and ever.

-

When Jiang Muxing came back, the feast was at the bottom of the clear soup, his head was almost buried in the bowl, his mouth was bright red and moist, his eyes were moist, and the tip of his nose was red.

Cute, Jiang Muxing thought.

"Squad leader, your mother has been going to the specialized hospital for several days," Yan Hao wiped his mouth with a tissue and sniffed, "How are you doing?"

Jiang Muxing picked up his chopsticks and stirred in the bowl: "The current attending doctor knows some painting skills, and she has an entry point, and she doesn't reject it."

Yanhao pursed her lips: "That's good."

Jiang Muxing picked up the green vegetables that were pressed under the fans: "My mother knows that you are the one who found the hospital."

Yan Hao blinked, and then?Did you praise me?

Jiang Muxing's tone was slow: "She said you are kind, cute, polite, well-educated, and lovable."

Yanhao wanted to ask for praise, but the praise was a bit too fierce, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"I didn't help much either."

Jiang Muxing looked at him deeply: "Sometimes when you do something or say something, you think it's nothing, and you don't even take it to heart, but you change the fate of the other party."

Yan Hao looked confused.

Jiang Muxing hid the emotion in his eyes: "Is there any more tea?"

Yan Hao came back to his senses: "It's not much, I'll ask the waiter to come over and add some."

-

Next, Jiang Mu went to eat vermicelli and drink tea to clear his stomach. The atmosphere in the corner was very warm.

Yan Hao occasionally glanced at Jiang Muxing, and that unreal feeling emerged again. A few months ago, he could only imagine eating with the person he liked.

Now it is really happening, and I am another party involved, not a spectator.

Yan Hao took a deep breath, Jiang Muxing's life has entered a sunny stage.

There will still be wind and rain, and life cannot always be smooth sailing, but in the future, it will not be as raging as in the past.

With him, he wouldn't leave, Yan Hao looked at Jiang Muxing with obsession in his eyes, and he didn't realize it.

Jiang Muxing couldn't eat anymore, so he took a few mouthfuls and pushed the bowl aside after eating.

Yan Hao still looked at Jiang Muxing like that, his bangs were brushed away by him, his eyes were beautiful and dazzling: "Don't you want to eat?"

Jiang Muxing pressed his temples.

Yan Hao was completely unaware of the culprit, he still surrounded Jiang Muxing with Chi Cheng's love.

Jiang Muxing's chest was filled with an emotion, solid and grateful.

There is one good thing that belongs to him.

Bonds that have nothing to do with blood.

Jiang Muxing picked up the tea cup: "I talked with Brother Xu for a while before I left Qingcheng."

Yan Hao stared at him drinking water.

It's an indirect kiss again, when will it be a direct one?

Jiang Muxing's Adam's apple rolled up and down: "There is something that bothers me."

Yanhao showed a stunned expression, what else could Jiang Muxing not be able to handle?

"I don't know how to deal with it." Jiang Muxing half closed his eyes, "Brother Xu has more experience, he helped me analyze it and gave me an idea."

The banquet was soon confirmed to be related to him, otherwise Jiang Muxing would not be so formal in front of him.

So... what's the matter?

Yan Hao held his breath, he didn't know why he was nervous, he just didn't move and didn't dare to breathe.

Jiang Muxing raised his eyes: "I have considered it again and again and decided to adopt it."

Yan Hao's body began to heat up, and he became more nervous, but this time he already knew why he was nervous.

He is expecting.

Jiang Muxing shouted in a low voice: "Good feast."

Yanhao responded instinctively.

"This," Jiang Muxing pointed to the dessert on the table, "Leave half of it for me."

Yan Hao was stunned.

The hottest dessert in this restaurant is the one that Jiang Muxing pointed out, come in pairs to eat, half for each person.

Forever and ever.

-

Yan Hao's hands and feet trembled for a while, and he couldn't sit still. He pressed the corner of the table and asked Jiang Muxing tentatively, his voice trembling: "Can I leave you a few mouthfuls?"

Jiang Muxing said: "Half."

Yan Hao's ears buzzed: "You don't like eating this kind of food very much..."

Jiang Muxing interrupted him: "How many times do you want me to repeat?"

Yan Hao opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Muxing divided the dessert into two, and pushed half to him: "Eat it."

Yan Hao looked at the desserts, Jiang Muxing, and desserts, and there was a loud bang in his head, as if he was thrown into a firecracker, which made him dizzy.

Jiang Muxing ate his own share.

Yan Hao wanted to calm down, but stepped on Jiang Muxing's foot in a panic.

The next moment, both legs were clamped by Jiang Muxing, knee to knee, leg to leg.

The kind of tight jeans penetrated into the tight muscles, and burrowed straight into his flesh.

Immediately afterwards, the blood in his veins boiled.

Jiang Mu tightened his legs and said, "Don't move around."

Yan Hao stayed for a while, blushing and stammering: "You, you are..."

Jiang Muxing: "Yes."

Yan Hao: "I haven't finished talking yet, what are you huh? Do you know what I want to say? Are you huh?"

Jiang Muxing put down his spoon and nodded slightly.

Yan Hao licked the dry corner of his mouth, and he found that Jiang Muxing hadn't averted his gaze from the beginning to the end, and kept looking at him.

Neither dodge nor restrain.

Jiang Muxing's eyes were deep and gentle, full of clear emotions.

All the materialization is spread in front of Yanhao.

There was light shining in Yan Hao's eyes, and it became more and more intense, and his whole body seemed to be bathed in a bright spring day.

Before tonight, he only thought that Jiang Muxing might like him, but now "maybe" is going to be crossed out.

Jiang Muxing likes him.

Jiang Muxing also likes him.

What are you waiting for?Confession, it's time to confess.

You won't be rejected, confess.

You must confess your love first, before Jiang Muxing.

Yan Hao's hand on the table began to tremble, and he couldn't stop it. He took it off and put it on his lap, clutching it tightly, his head drooped, his eyes were red, his eyelashes fluttered non-stop, and he was about to cry with excitement. .

"Squad leader, I..."

Before the last three words of the banquet were finished, Jiang Muxing said hoarsely: "I like you."