Midsummer of Eden

Qin Shuo's arrival was definitely an accident.Not to mention Zhang Chi, even Yin Jueming didn't know about it.

So when Zhang Chi knocked on the door, Yin Jueming probably thought it was Zhang Chi.

These days, he dared to show some temper to Zhang Chi.

Therefore, when Qin Shuo persistently knocked on the door for 10 minutes, and even became a little impatient, Yin Jueming opened the door belatedly.

It is a very unpleasant thing to be interrupted, so before opening the door, Qin Shuo heard the vague blame from the door: "I'm writing something, so you can't come back later—"

Yin Jueming opened the door, even with a relaxed expression, but suddenly found that the person standing outside the door was Qin Shuo.

The relaxed car slowly drove into the yard.He parked the car and turned off the engine, but he was not in a hurry to get out of the car, but opened the window and lit a cigarette.

"Jueming, are you surprised?" Qin Shuo smiled and opened his hands, followed Yin Jueming's gaze and the voice behind him, and turned around to see Zhang Chi sitting in the car.

No matter what, there are still etiquettes.Qin Shuo turned around and walked to the front of the car. Seeing that Zhang Chi had no intention of getting out of the car, he patted the roof of the car twice, and spoke to Zhang Chi through the window: "Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Chi smiled: "Ah."

"Long time no see. During this time, thanks for taking care of me."

"No, he is more comfortable here than us, and he didn't expect to be so compatible with us." Zhang Chi got out of the car, looked past Qin Shuo, glanced at Yin Jueming, and said, "Why do you suddenly think of coming today? ? There is no GPS in the town, so it’s hard to remember the way.”

"The town is not far from here. The road is not complicated. I'm sorry I didn't say it in advance. Is there any trouble?"

"No trouble, it's okay." Zhang Chi looked at Qin Shuo, then at Yin Jueming behind him, without showing any emotion on his face, said "you talk", then turned and went back to his own half of the room.

Yin Jueming was still leaning against the door. He was wearing a casual thin shirt and silk trousers. He was lazily not looking at anyone. Before Zhang Chilin entered the door, he hummed lightly: "Give me a cigarette, too."

With a soft word, Zhang Chi stopped in his tracks.He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and threw it directly to Yin Jueming.

Yin Jueming said again: "Fire."

Zhang Chi then took out the lighter and threw it over, and went straight in without saying a word.

Qin Shuo watched from behind, and always felt that something was wrong with Zhang Chi, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.Yin Jueming, on the other hand, didn't seem to say how happy he was when he saw him, and the accident was only the moment he opened the door.

It seems that... there is nothing to say to him.

He leaned against the door to light a cigarette, the wind was strong, and the fire failed several times, so Qin Shuo walked over to shield him from the wind, frowning as he watched Yin Jueming puff.

"Did you smoke a lot again and have whiskey stashed in the room?"

"Do you think this town is suitable for buying whiskey?" Yin Jueming asked back.

"Hidden other wine." Qin Shuo said firmly.

Yin Jueming suddenly remembered that Zhang Chi had come to his room with sweet wine hidden behind his back that night...

"You care about me?" Yin Jueming turned around, took two more puffs, and extinguished the cigarette.Zhang Chi gave him the pack of cigarettes but put it carefully in his pocket.

"All right, all right." Qin Shuo said, and followed Yin Jueming back to the house, his eyes seemed to have substance on him, "How is your writing? I'll go and see it?"

"eat first."

The voice gradually died down.

Zhang Haiyin heard that Qin Shuo was visiting, so she asked Zhang Chi to go out to buy vegetables and fish.Usually Zhang Chi would dawdle outside for a while, but today he was uncharacteristically fast.After buying the things, he didn't talk too much, and worked with the old lady in the kitchen.Tonight, if I add more bowls and chopsticks for one person, I will naturally add more food.

The smell of oily smoke and food wafted out of the window, and Yin Jueming's room smelled particularly distinct.

Qin Shuo was sitting on Yin Jueming's bed at the moment, and sniffed the air twice: "Well, the taste is good, at least one of the brother and the old lady is good at craftsmanship. How about it, have you not wronged you during this time?"

"No, I'm fine." Yin Jueming poured Qin Shuo a cup of coffee, "Can't you sit down? You must come to my room. You know that I don't like the creative environment to be watched by others."

"Hey, I'm not here to see how you are. It seems that this place is quite decent for you." Qin Shuo walked around Yin Jueming's room with his arms crossed while talking.Yin Jueming was not very happy about this, but he didn't say much. He sat at the desk and turned the pen, his eyes followed Qin Shuo, wanting to see what he was going to do.

Qin Shuo walked to the side of the low wooden cabinet. On it were some books by Yin Jueming, stickers he bought, and hand-woven grass rings. The leaves were all withered.But the most eye-catching thing is the cassette player that looks like an antique.

Qin Shuo was curious, and pressed a button, and the card slot popped out, and there was a roll of transparent tape inside.

Qin Shuo pulled it out to look at "Debussy", smiled and inserted it back, and pushed it up: "I know, it's Debussy again."

Press the play button, the moonlight-like melody comes out, but Yin Jueming is a little absent-minded.He turned his head to look at the blue sky outside the window, his eyes were out of focus.

Qin Shuo noticed an orange beside him.

"Give that to me, that."

"Huh?" Yin Jueming was at a loss.

Qin Shuo pointed to his side.

"This?" Yin Jueming picked up the orange and tossed it in his hand.

"Correct."

"No."

"Why not?" Qin Shuo laughed.

"The last one..."

A knock on the door interrupted their conversation.

"The meal is ready." Zhang Chi's voice.

"Go down?" Qin Shuo looked at Yin Jueming.

"I know." Yin Jueming still tossed the orange on the bed, "You go down first, I'll change my clothes, and I'll be back in a while."

A meal is about the mutual understanding between two people.

Because Qin Shuo and the old lady were not insiders, they talked a lot at the dinner table.Qin Shuo had never had dinner here before, so he kept praising the food as delicious and appetizing.In fact, most of the meals are cooked by Zhang Chi.

After Yin Jueming finished eating, he felt a little sleepy, and used a spoon to stir the food in the bowl boringly.

"Smoking a cigarette?" Zhang Chi looked up at Yin Jueming.

Qin Shuo hadn't finished eating yet, and was chatting casually with the old lady, so he just raised his chin to signal Yin Jueming what he needed.

Yin Jueming didn't speak, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and followed Zhang Chi to the back flower garden without saying a word.As soon as he stepped out of the glass door, Zhang Chi pushed Yin Jueming against the wall next to him.

The rough surface of the wall rubbed against his skin, which felt a little painful and itchy.The relaxed breath lingered at the tip of his nose, so strong that he was a little out of breath.

Yin Jueming snorted: "Brother... let me go."

The voice of Qin Shuo talking to the old lady seemed to be right next to his ears, separated by a door not far away, even the glass door was not closed.

Qin Shuo or Zhang Haiyin can see them as long as they stand up and walk two or three meters away.

Perhaps feeling Yin Jueming's nervousness, Zhang Chi leaned against him and deliberately breathed in his ear: "Jueming, I found that I can't like him. Tell me, is it your fault, huh?"

Yin Jueming turned his face sideways to avoid his sharpness, so he couldn't directly meet Zhang Chi's fiery breath, but Zhang Chi turned his face and turned back little by little.

The lips of the two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.It is the volume of normal speech, and the people in the room can also hear it.

So Zhang Chi buried his head in Yin Jueming's ear: "Say it, if I ask you one more time, just tell me. Then I can ask now."

Yin Jueming couldn't break free from his hand, only felt that his mandible was reddened by Zhang Chi, so he softened his voice and said, "Don't be here."

For a moment, Yin Jueming felt that Zhang Chi held his breath, and then his breathing became a little heavy.

Even the hand rubbing his chin had a bit of viciousness.

"Do you like him?" Zhang Chi asked.

Yin Jueming turned his head to bite, his teeth were instantly covered with Zhang Zhang's hand, his eyes were bright under the dim light of the moon.

Zhang Chi pressed him even tighter, almost body to body, not giving him a chance to breathe.

And the hand that was bitten by Yin Jueming, instead of struggling, stabbed him in the mouth, and pressed his tongue with his thumb, disturbing him in an extremely provocative way.

"Like him, eh?"

The body fluid made Yin Jueming's lips sparkle, he loosened his teeth, his eyes were begging for mercy, his body softened, and he stopped struggling.Pushing Zhang Chi's hand away like this, some vague syllables came out of his mouth.

"What?" Zhang Chi's hand didn't move.

"I'm going to be out of breath," Yin Jueming said.

Zhang Chi backed away a little, took his hand out of his mouth, picked a petal and twisted it.

A moment of silence.

"I used to love him." Yin Jueming said.

As if it would have been better just to say it, he repeated it with certainty.

Zhang Chi didn't speak, as if waiting for him to say something.But Yin Jueming took out the pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed him one: "Since I'm out smoking, at least I look good."

Qin Shuo chatted almost with the old lady, and the two of them ate the food for a long time, only to realize that Yin Jueming and Zhang Chi seemed to have been outside for a long time.The two haven't come back since just now, and they haven't even spoken.Qin Shuo pushed away the chair and called Yin Jueming, while walking outside.

The moment he stepped into the flower garden, he seemed to see Zhang Chi being pushed away.But it was only a very subtle last move, Qin Shuo didn't think much about it.

Yin Jueming smoked a cigarette very slowly, his hair was a little disheveled, but at this moment the elegance was still there.

Qin Shuo especially likes to watch Yin Jueming some times, such as now, the inexplicable feeling of fascination and heartbeat comes up again.

He stepped forward to stand side by side with Yin Jueming, snatched the cigarette between Yin Jueming and took two puffs, then turned his head to say a few words to Zhang Chi as if nothing happened.Unexpectedly, just as he turned his head, Zhang Chi stared at the cigarette in her hand, and he didn't close it quickly enough, which made Qin Shuo stunned for a moment.

"I'll go back and collect my things first, and call me later if I need anything." Zhang Chi put down these words, and left without paying attention to Qin Shuo's probing eyes.

"What happened to him?" Qin Shuo asked.

"Don't worry about it." Yin Jueming looked at the cigarette in his hand, and had no desire to light another one, "What can you do if you just light one?"

After speaking, he turned and went back.

Qin Shuo was stunned for a moment, Yin Jueming's temperament of joy, anger and anger was natural, but just now he caught some vague emotions, what is it?

After dinner, Yin and Qin naturally had no reason to stay longer and went back to the next door together.

Zhang Chi looked as usual.Only Zhang Haiyin realized that something was wrong with her grandson tonight.