time has waited for me

When Ai Qingying saw Jing Xian's figure appearing in the silent exhibition hall, it was the time when he was most depressed and almost gave up.

He's here, and he can't come in except Monday when the museum is closed. He has been waiting for four days!

After parting from Jing Xian that night, he immediately tried to find Jing Xian. With the license plate number and name, and his appearance, everything was easy to talk about, and he did find Jing Xian. The straight-line distance of Qingying bar is even only a few hundred meters, which is very close to him.The rest of the family background was not easy to inquire about. The other party said that Jing Xian's family protected him very well, so it was difficult to inquire about many things.

He could understand that he felt that a person with Jing Xian's temperament and temperament must not be ordinary.

It is enough to know Jing Xian's work unit, and the rest will be known gradually in the future, so he didn't ask anyone to continue to inquire, he started to sit in the museum and wait for the scene.

He knew that Jing Xian was working in the museum, and he also knew that Jing Xian was a researcher. He should not work in the exhibition hall of the museum that everyone usually sees, but there is a special office space inside.Helpless, he doesn't know where that place is. The museum is a special place, and it is impossible to simply let outsiders like them enter that kind of place.

Go to the gate of the museum and ask the security guard. They don't care about the internal affairs, and they don't know who this person is.Asking again, the security guard almost felt that there was something wrong with him, and wanted to call someone to arrest him. Ai Qingying didn't want to use any special means to find someone here.

Furthermore, Ai Qingying is a person who likes difficulties by nature, and prefers to make things happen.

Of course, doing things here is doing good things.

He felt that when we meet again, there must be some surprises, even if it can't make Jing Xian unforgettable at first sight, at least it should leave an impression.He asked about the employee parking lot of the museum. This parking lot is open to all employees. Occasionally, foreign vehicles drive in, but because of different work areas, there are several entrances and exits. He drives in through the entrance open to outsiders.When he went in, he looked for Jing Xian's car, searched and searched for a whole day, but he couldn't find Jing Xian's car.

Maybe he was lucky after all, the parking lot was really not big, he heard someone mention Jing Xian's name.

At that time, he felt that his luck was not very good, and he was about to leave. He heard some people talking about the Ming Dynasty Furniture Fair, and he listened to it a few times. Jing Xian was on vacation, and he couldn't find anyone, so that person felt a little pity: "At that time, he said that he would hold a few lectures, and he planned to let Jing Xian come to give one."

"You know about Jing Xian. He's not in a good mood recently. He finally took a vacation. Don't bother him. Let's see when he comes back. If you have time, you can tell him when you come back. I hear Our director said that he should rest for a long time this time, but he can’t stay idle, and he might come back suddenly at some point. He has always been interested in that exhibition, and he helped a lot at that time. In short, what do you do? Get ready with both hands."

"Okay." The man was a little disappointed. They said something and drove away from different exits.

Listening to the voice, these colleagues seemed to treat Jing Xian pretty well, and they didn't dislike him because of his coming out. Could it be that Jing Xian took these things too seriously?

Ai Qingying listened thoughtfully, and immediately opened the museum's app to check, and found the page of the Ming Dynasty furniture exhibition.He scrolled down and found Jing Xian's name in the staff list.

It just so happened that school just started recently, and several students in the band were very busy, and there were other bands touring in the bar, and their rehearsal time was all changed to the evening.

From the next day, Ai Qingying began to report every day in the exhibition hall on the fifth floor.

He didn't know why he had to wait until Jing Xian. He couldn't tell the reason. He also didn't have any concept of chastity. It's true that Jing Xian was the first man he slept with. It's true that the experience was great. He liked it very much and wanted it. It's true, but it's not just about drawing on the bed.

He somehow wanted to find this person.

He thinks that Jing Xian is good-looking and speaks coldly, which makes him very comfortable. He prefers the appearance of Jing Xian sneering with a dimple in his mouth, like sweet ice cream, and he likes to eat sweet ones.He often thought of the night when he was planning to commit suicide, the appearance of Jing Xian sitting by the lake with his head bowed and talking in a low voice, blending into the night, so quiet and hazy, completely different from the later indifference, as if he had appeared suddenly dream.

No matter how hard it is to forget him.

He had once spied into Jing Xian's unknown realm, including Jing Xian himself.

This discovery made him smug, and he finally had something to be happy with alone, and he didn't want to share it with anyone.

He felt that he was indeed bent, and after waiting for four days, he also found that he might even have some meaning for Jing Xian.

Maybe this meaning is not enough to like him, and he still doesn't know how long this meaning will last, let alone how deep it will settle.

It doesn't matter, even if it disappears tomorrow, at this moment, he just wants to see Jing Xian more.

Jing Xian is actually the driftwood that once pulled him out of the perplexing circle.

After Jing Xian appeared, he almost rushed forward, but the appearance of two familiar little girls beside Jing Xian stopped him in time.

He finally regained his senses and remembered to do something.

When Jing Xian was alone, he showed his best posture and stepped forward, pretending to meet him by chance.

When they met again, Jing Xian was stunned, actually a little embarrassed.

After all, the car shock that day was really outrageous, even crazier than drunken sex.In the bright exhibition hall, standing face to face, what did this man say, the bed is not collapsed.

Although he was embarrassed, his face was covered with mist. As usual, he was indifferent and did not speak. Ai Qingying was not affected at all, and continued to pretend in surprise: "I really didn't expect to meet you here!"

Jing Xian cast a glance at him, feeling amazed in his heart, it was such a coincidence.

Ai Qingying said again: "I heard that there is a furniture exhibition here, so I came to see it specially. I really like Ming Dynasty furniture!"

Ai Qingying didn't know the specific job content of Jing Xian at all, but he searched Jing Xian's resume on the Internet.At Jing Xian's age, he is not a well-known scholar with enough influence, but he can be regarded as a well-known young scholar in the field. He is admired by many younger brothers and sisters. Can be found online.

Ai Qingying searched specifically with the keywords "Jing Xian" and "Ming Dynasty", but he couldn't understand a single word. , still didn't understand a word, but he felt that Jing Xian should like this thing very much, and his work should also be related to these things, so he naturally exaggerated.

Jing Xian didn't know this, but he believed it, and his face softened a lot.

He felt that as a duck, he still knew to come to the museum to see the exhibition, which meant that he was still a person with pursuit, and Jing Xian preferred people who loved learning.

Jing Xian said: "This exhibition is not bad, you can see more."

Ai Qingying nodded quickly, and pointed to a yellow rosewood raglan shoulder table and said: "You said I will build something like this, and go back to play the piano, how about it?"

Jing Xian glanced at him and thought he was a little cute, with a smile on his face: "Is it a combination of Chinese and Western?"

He laughed, and Ai Qingying laughed even more: "How is it? Is it suitable? Is this thing still easy to buy now?"

"There are several workshops in China that specialize in making imitation Ming-style furniture." It's just that it's a bit expensive, even if it's an imitation.

"How to find it?"

Seeing his sincerity, Jing Xian said, "If you really want to buy it, I can give you the contact information."

Ai Qingying responded with a smile, and said: "But I still think the original version is good, can I buy it? Money is not a problem."

Jing Xian glanced at him, the tone of being a duck is so loud!Money can't buy this kind of thing!Besides, is the money owner a fool? Just buy a fake one, but can I give you money to buy this real thing?

Thinking of his identity, Jing Xian was a little unhappy, his face turned cold again, and he didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Ai Qingying didn't know what went wrong, so he had no choice but to point to the bed that Jing Xian had been staring at for a long time, and tentatively said, "This is good, you like it too?"

Jing Xian said "hmm" with a cold tone.

Ai Qingying thought that he had seen something similar to this when he was a child, but he had completely forgotten whether he saw it at his father or his mother, or his grandfather or grandpa. He was thinking about whether he should take another look. Ask for this thing and show it to Jing Xian.

Jing Xian has already turned around to leave, meeting this person must be a bad thing, it's better to withdraw as soon as possible.

Seeing that he was going to leave, Ai Qingying quickly reached out to hold his hand: "Don't go!"

The movement was a bit loud, and from the perspective of the people around him, Jing Xian was frightened by "being out of the closet", and immediately tried to break free.

Ai Qingying held on tightly, Jing Xian exerted more force, and the people around him dispersed immediately. Not far away, Yun Yuanshan and Doudou came together again, and they were about to turn around and walk.Jing Xian's heart tightened, he didn't want to be seen by his younger sister, regardless of Ai Qingying's hand still holding him, he turned around and strode out, the two walked out of the exhibition hall "hand in hand", receiving countless surprised looks.

Embarrassed and sullen in Jing Xian's heart, Ai Qingying, who was not letting go of his hand, directly pushed open the door of the safe passage, and after entering, he whispered angrily: "Let go!"

"Don't let go, this is the third time we have met by chance, what kind of fate is this! I don't let go! I won't let you go!"

Scoundrel!

"you--"

Ai Qingying turned around and pushed Jing Xian back to the wall, leaning forward, pressed Jing Xian's hand on the wall, lowered her head and looked into Jing Xian's eyes.

When Jing Xian was sober, he hated being suppressed very much, and now he was so angry that his face was a little red.

The museum is full of his colleagues, and I don't know if he was seen by a colleague he knew just now!He cares a lot about it.He pushed the person with the other hand that was not held by Ai Qingying, and Ai Qingying grabbed it again, and pressed it directly to the top of Jing Xian's head, against the wall.

"What do you want!" Jing Xian was angry.

"Miss you."

"........."

"Jing Xian." Ai Qingying suddenly called his name, and Jing Xian's breath stopped. This duck not only feeds on its face, but also on its voice. The voice is so nice, it doesn't need to be said.So close, with such a face, calling his name like this.

Jing Xian admits that he is a bit worthless, unable to violate the laws of human beings, and will be bewitched by beautiful things.

The goosebumps on his arms popped up quietly.

"We haven't seen each other for five days, have you thought about me?" Ai Qingying asked again.

Jing Xian didn't speak, Ai Qingying smiled: "Think about it, you don't talk when you look at me."

Jing Xian gritted his teeth: "Shameless—hmm."

Ai Qingying lowered her head and pecked at the corner of his mouth, Jing Xian was stiff all over, and Ai Qingying had already kissed his mouth.Jing Xian was even more ashamed and angry, why did this man kiss him when he caught him!Is he such a fool!What kind of place is this!There are all people coming and going back and forth outside the door!

He also hated himself, had sex with others after drinking, and was still in shock, no wonder this person treated him like this.

He bit Ai Qingying's lips bitterly, but it was more convenient for Ai Qingying to kiss him.He raised his eyes and glared at Ai Qingying, Ai Qingying also opened his eyes suddenly, looked at him with a smile, the stars in his eyes woke up again.

Jing Xian was startled, but Ai Qingying had already closed her eyes again, pressed him tightly against the wall, and kissed him all over.

Jing Xian was still suffering from low-grade fever intermittently in the past few days, being kissed like this, and under such an environment, his head quickly became a little messed up again, and the reactions he should have had appeared again.He hates and mourns at the same time, he is not such an impatient person!He has never had any desires, is this duck's technique too good?But this duck has only just slept with a man, that is, he has slept twice!

Why is this so?

Jing Xian's reaction became more and more obvious, and he found that the other party also had a reaction.

Jing Xian lifted his foot in embarrassment and stomped hard on his foot, finally forcing Ai Qingying to let go of his mouth for the time being, Jing Xian panted slightly and stared at him coldly.

Ai Qingying suddenly leaned into his ear and said softly, "What should I do?"

The sound made his ears turn red, and the connected arm was covered with goosebumps again, Jing Xian took a deep breath.

Ai Qingying said again: "I said, we will meet again."

Jing Xian's reaction didn't subside, but became more and more terrifying. Jing Xian turned his face in embarrassment, and didn't look at him.

Ai Qingying said, "No shame, I'm no better than you."

Jing Xian hated him even more, and stared back at him.

Ai Qingying was still smiling, bewitching him with a smile: "I bought a new bed with your 1000 yuan, do you want to have a look?"