Yan Gou

After eating the barbecue, the two walked along Daxue Road to the parking place.

"I remember that your home is quite close to Beijing University, so I'll drive you off." Qin and his party haven't been to Jiang Bailu's home for two years, but they haven't forgotten their address.

Jiang Bailu nodded and said yes, "But if I don't go home, you can take me directly to the Yujing Garden in the city center."

Qin and his party: "Okay, when did Master Jiang buy a house in Yujing Garden?"

Jiang Bailu: "I didn't buy it, Cen Ge lives in Yujing Garden."

Qin and his party: "..."

Qin and his party: "You two are already living together?"

"No cohabitation." Jiang Bailu smiled at Yan Yan, and even winked at Qin and his party in a good mood, "It's all because of my thick skin that I stalked him."

Qin and his party were speechless for a moment.But it was finally confirmed from the other party's joking tone that he was unwilling to give up until he chased him down.He drove Jiang Bailu to the entrance of the community, and just before he got out of the car, he suddenly thought of something, "You have an appointment with him tonight?"

Jiang Bailu turned back as a matter of course and said, "No appointment."

Qin and his party raised their brows in surprise, "You dare to come to find someone without an appointment. Cengo's house in the city is not just a private apartment in Yujing Garden. When are you waiting like this, when will you go?"

Jiang Bailu opened the door and got out of the car. When he turned around, he gave the other party a relaxed smile, "How long I'll wait depends on my mood. As for whether the other party will come or not," he paused slightly, shrugging his shoulders, "That's purely down to luck. gone."

Qin and his party couldn't help sighing, "Don't shave your head like this and get hot. In the end, not only did the bamboo basket fetch water, but you even lost your own basket."

Jiang Bailu didn't speak, held the car door and looked down at him for a while, then said slowly, "Xiao Qin, have you found a girlfriend yet?"

Qin and his party were very cooperative, "Not yet, why, Young Master Jiang wants to introduce me?"

"It's not an introduction." Jiang Bailu rubbed his chin and raised his lips and smiled, "It's pretty decent for a person who has never been in a relationship to pretend to be a love expert who is here for inspection."

Qin and his party: "..."

"That ex-boyfriend of yours is the one you've been talking about in the United States for several years." He clicked his tongue softly, "Could it be possible to catch up with your stalking alone?"

Jiang Bailu said honestly, "Of course not."

Qin Xingxing snorted softly, "It's not—"

Jiang Bailu snorted and interrupted him abruptly, "Qin and his party, do you have any misunderstandings about me and my ex-boyfriend? When we first fell in love with him, it was clear that he chased me first."

Qin and his party's face twisted inconspicuously.

Since Yujingyuan Jiang Bailu entered the hall for the first time, counting on his fingers, he probably came two or three times.Even though he sat in Cengo's car and didn't show up every time, the security guard on duty in the security room at the gate was still impressed with him and let him in directly.

This probably has something to do with the last night at Cengo's house.That day Jiang Bailu worked overtime and edited the film until seven o'clock in the evening, during which time he didn't eat dinner.When I packed my things and took a taxi to go to Beijing University for supper, when I passed the school gate, I saw a black Land Rover parked by the side of the road.Taking a look at the license plate number on the back of the car under the pale moonlight, he recognized Cengo's car, and immediately stopped and sat down on the side of the road.

At about eight o'clock, Cengo finished his dinner with the principal of Peking University and several professors, and when he walked from the main entrance of the school, he saw a group of black figures squatting in the shadow beside the car.

The street lamps overhead had already been broken, and the round moon was hiding in thick clouds.The black shadow turned its back to his direction, and hid in the night with its back bent and its head bowed.Thinking it was a beggar wandering on the street, Cengo took out some money and handed it into the other person's arms, "Please get out of the way, I want to drive."

The tramp's head moved slightly, but he didn't reach out to take the money.

Cen Ge frowned and took a step forward, "If you don't leave, I'm going to call the police."

The homeless man folded his hands in his arms, still maintained the previous posture without moving, and only nodded vigorously.

Cengo had to wonder if the other party was mentally handicapped, or simply had a hearing impairment.He stopped behind the homeless man, lowered his eyes and looked down vertically, but caught a suspicious light from the homeless man's arms.The yingying white light hit the homeless man's face, vaguely outlining a familiar outline.The other party's hands nestled in his arms seemed to be shaking slightly.

When Cengo bent down slightly, trying to see what happened with a cold face, the homeless man who had remained in the same posture for a long time shook violently, turned around suddenly, and jumped out of the big black body "PASS" on the phone in his hand. The audio game interface was raised under his eyelids.

At the same time, the clouds in the night sky above the head were full of clouds and the moon was bright, and the silver-white moonlight fell on the homeless man's face, clearly illuminating the smile on the other's face and the slightly trembling eyelashes on the eyelids.

Cengo was speechless.One second before rationality took over the sovereignty, his mind was filled with the image of the other party hooking him on the bed, and he picked up the other party's collar with a conscious step, and picked up the "homeless man" squatting next to his car back home.

The two rolled on the familiar big bed in the master bedroom until the wee hours of the morning. After a hearty and fierce battle, Cengo pressed him under the soft quilt, and when he was still full of energy and wanted to start over, Jiang Bailu twisted. Moved and got out from under the opponent to get out of bed.

The man stretched out his hand in the dark, and clasped his thin ankle precisely. Although the strength was not heavy, it did not allow Jiang Bailu to break free easily, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Bailu bent his knees and pushed them away, trying to kick Cengo's hand away, but the opponent's hand remained motionless on his calf.Panting, he lay on his back on the quilt, staring at him with bright eyes in the darkness, "I'm hungry."

Cen Ge withdrew his hand and mocked, "Do you really think of yourself as a homeless man who hasn't eaten for a few days?"

Jiang Bailu grabbed his palm and pressed it on top of his flat and firm belly, muttering softly, "Touch it, it's flat."

"Obviously." Cen Ge lowered his eyes and sneered, dissatisfied with the swelling pain of the object under his body, "You're not pregnant, could it still be bulging?"

Jiang Bailu sat up from the quilt, kicked Cengo away and climbed out of bed, put on his slippers and walked out naked.Cen Ge sat on the bed with a dark face and scolded in lust and dissatisfaction: "Jiang Bailu, are you fucking wrong?" But he still turned on the light in the bedroom for him without thinking.

His vision suddenly lit up, and Jiang Bailu stood on the spot and turned around, staring at Cengo helplessly with an appearance of honestly admitting his mistake.It was as if the man's chest was softly pawed and pulled by a cat's pad that had not yet grown its claws.

The next second, Jiang Bailu looked at him and swallowed softly.

Cengo cursed impatiently, hooked his underwear from the head of the bed and put it on, threw another pair of underwear into Jiang Bailu's arms, said "Put it on", and got out of bed to look for slippers.His eyes swept past his feet, but he couldn't see any slippers. Cengo was even more upset. When he raised his eyelids, he saw his own slippers on Jiang Bailu Baibai's feet, and his foot on his soft calf. On the way, the lazy tone was filled with displeasure: "Give me back the slippers."

Jiang Bailu took off the slippers obediently, and pushed the shoes over with his feet.Cengo put on his slippers and walked out of the bedroom with a cold face. After walking two steps, he said without looking back: "I haven't followed up yet."

Jiang Bailu followed up with a good temper, but saw the man go straight to the refrigerator in the living room, stretched out his hand to open the refrigerator door and glanced in, then paused for a while, and finally looked at the empty refrigerator and said softly: "There is nothing to eat in the refrigerator. It's gone."

After finishing speaking, after a long time without getting any response, Cengo frowned and turned around, "If you want to talk, you're so hungry that you don't even have the strength to vibrate your vocal cords. Didn't you scream in bed before? "

Only then did Jiang Bailu seem to be able to regain his senses, and with a light oh, he suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "When I first came in, I had some questions about the decoration and furniture arrangement of your apartment. Did you make it all yourself?"

Cengo crossed his arms and asked instead, "Can you see it?"

Jiang Bailu didn't seem to hear the other party's rhetorical question. He just stared at the refrigerator in the living room and said to himself: "Although I am an outsider, when my father had no money when I was young, I lived in an old tube building with an area of ​​more than ten square meters. Only In order to save space in small-sized houses, large pieces of furniture such as refrigerators are placed in the living room instead of the kitchen. But..."

He hesitated for a second, and his eyes slowly flicked across the apartment, which was spacious enough but the furniture was arranged too crowded and piled up, "Cengo, why did you put the refrigerator in the living room?"

Cengo fell into a rare silence, squinting his amber eyes to size him up.

"Could it be—" Jiang Bailu thought for a while, and then added the second half of the sentence carefully, "Could it be the request of the Feng Shui master?" He frowned in embarrassment, showing a little sympathy, " Which Feng Shui master is so unprofessional, you must have been extorted a lot of money, right?"

Cengo glanced at him coldly, "Jiang Bailu, do you still want to eat?"

Jiang Bailu shut his mouth obediently, his eyes were obedient, "...I want to."