Yan Gou

Jiang Bailu didn't wake up until noon, and Mr. Jiang sent him a WeChat message, saying that Liang Xie asked him to meet him at the Starbucks at the South Gate of Beijing University at two o'clock in the afternoon.Jiang Bailu scratched his hair, and it took him a while to recall that this Liang Xie was the son of Lao Liang that his father said.

He got up, took a shower, tidied himself up, thought about it when he went out, and took Cengo's suit coat with him.Their home is in the outskirts of the city, and the location of Beijing University is also close to the outskirts, so it wasn't too far away in the past.After arriving at Beijing University, he took his coat and went to the nearby restaurant for lunch.

After eating, it looks like two o'clock.Jiang Bailu opened the door and entered Starbucks, looked around the spacious and bright coffee shop, but did not see a man of his age.He ordered a cup of coffee, sat in the sunlight by the floor-to-ceiling windows and waited.

It's not that he really wants to go on a blind date with him, it's just that his father and Liang Xie's father have been like brothers since decades ago.Back then, when his father was about to start his own business, it happened that the domestic economy was in recession.Then I met the like-minded Liang Xie's father, the two of you step into the mud, and I will give you a hand.I have connections, so naturally I won't forget you.

So, if you really count, he had a good relationship with Liang Xie when he was young, and the other party can probably be regarded as half of his childhood.When Boss Jiang mentioned this, Jiang Bailu remembered that he hadn't seen the other party for several years, so he agreed.

He was sitting in the Starbucks, and he didn't wait for Liang Xie's person, but he waited for Mr. Jiang's call to inform him immediately that he was busy with something and couldn't come over.Jiang Bailu hung up the phone and did not leave in a hurry, squinting his eyes to bask in the sun.A black Land Rover was parked on the side of the road outside the window, and the beautiful paintwork reflected silvery light in the afternoon sun.

He thought of Cengo's beautiful amber eyes, which would also shine in the sun.

A traffic policeman in uniform passed by and mercilessly left a ticket on the windshield in front of the car.Before leaving, he couldn't help reaching out his hand to cover the front cover of the car, and touched it lightly.

But most of them will only touch the hands full of dust.Jiang Bailu looked away speechlessly, and when he turned around, he was suddenly startled by the pair of amber pupils opposite him, "Why are you here?"

Cengo answered irrelevantly: "I like it very much?"

Jiang Bailu was puzzled, "What?"

"That car." He raised his chin and snorted, "You stared at it for a long time, and you didn't even notice that I sat down opposite you."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

"That's your car?" He recalled, "I'm not looking at your car, I'm just looking at the ticket on your car. Don't you wonder how much you were fined?"

Cen Ge was noncommittal, "No matter how much the fine is, it will not be as much as the car fare."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He muttered something softly.

Cengo didn't hear clearly, and said with his tusk, "What are you talking about? It's softer than a mosquito's voice."

Jiang Bailu raised his eyes and sighed softly, "The difference between you and my ex-boyfriend is about as big as the distance from the westernmost coast of the Pacific Ocean to the easternmost coast of the Pacific Ocean. My poor ex-boyfriend, even If I buy a camera lens, I will be blamed for being a prodigal."

He stopped in time, and swallowed the remaining sentence back into his stomach without a sound.What he didn't say was that although the other party was dissatisfied with his spending money and buying all kinds of lenses, he still gave him an expensive lens on Christmas Day.

Perhaps the price of the lens is not that expensive to him.But to the other party, it was considered half a month's salary.And half a month ago, he was still complaining about the other party, why he had to work night shift every day.

This was probably the second time I heard about his ex-boyfriend from Jiang Bailu's mouth.But Cengo didn't know why, and felt a little impatient.Even with it, I began to get tired of the warm sunlight falling on the side of my face.

He always felt that when Jiang Bailu mentioned the other party, instead of gnashing his teeth and full of resentment, he seemed to calmly recall the trivial cohabitation life several years ago.

Ceng Geyang sneered, "You say you are a poor ghost, how could I be like him."

Jiang Bailu was speechless.

He turned to think of the topic that was diverted just now, "Why are you here?"

Cen Ge tapped his finger on the table and casually called his name: "Jiang Bailu, you said you liked me, but you didn't even check my basic information?"

Jiang Bailu was slightly taken aback.

"This is my alma mater." The man had a funny expression on his face, "Why can't I be here?"

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He considered the words and tried, "Your alma mater for graduate school?"

Cengo glanced at him, expressionless, "My undergraduate alma mater."

Jiang Bailu opened his eyes wide in surprise.

Cengo showed displeasure, "What's your expression?"

Jiang Bailu blinked slowly, and finally lowered his eyes, explaining hesitantly: "I really didn't expect...that your high school grades are so good?"

Cen Ge was probably too angry to talk to him, so he took a sip of the still steaming coffee on the table, picked up the paper bag Jiang Bailu put on the chair, and looked inside, "Have you done the dry cleaning?"

Jiang Bailu looked at the short cup of coffee, and asked inappropriately: "You drink my coffee."

Cengo raised his head, "What? Do you want me to pay you?"

"That's not true. It's just," he paused, "you drink the same coffee I drank. The rim of the cup you touched with your mouth was also stuck to my mouth just 10 minutes ago."

"Is this important?" The man who looked hygienic and particular at other times, and even Jiang Bailu would get angry when he kissed his chin without brushing his teeth, now showed a look of disapproval, "Go—"

Cengo wanted to say, kissing has already been done, so why is he still clinging to the matter of biting the coffee cup, and won't let go until he asks for an explanation?As soon as a sentence rolled to his lips, he subconsciously held it down.

A trace of doubt flashed in the man's eyes, he probably never kissed Jiang Bailu on the bed.With a light cough, he raised his eyebrows calmly, "Do you mind? Last week on the bed in the bar, didn't you still want to kiss me?"

Before Jiang Bailu could answer, he spoke again, "You haven't answered me yet."

Jiang Bailu snorted, "Not washed."

"You wear my clothes and want to return them to me without washing them?" Cengo frowned.

"What does it matter?" Jiang Bailu sat up straight, so that he could imitate the tone of the other party a moment ago, "I've done things like sharing a cup and drinking coffee, do you still mind if I wear your clothes? What's more, I only wore it for a short while, and took it off immediately after returning to my room. No matter how long it takes to walk from your room to mine, it won't take more than 3 minutes, right?"

"Can these two things be compared?" Cengo sneered, "You're still covered in semen, you didn't even take a shower, and you just put on my coat naked."

Jiang Bailu was also unmoved, "Then it doesn't matter, Mr. Cen. After all," he lowered his voice slightly and laughed.She said flattering words, but there was no trace of flattery in her smile, "That's what you cum on me."

Cengo pursed his lips and said nothing, and had to re-examine the person in front of him.Jiang Bailu's bright face now, and his cautious look when he sneaked into his room back then, looked exactly like two people.However, his appearance was unexpectedly not annoying.

He looked at each other's eyes expressionlessly, and had to admit irritably with his forehead that Jiang Bailu looked like he would shine in the sun.