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The fake drunk incident ended in a muddle. Ruan Ting didn't sleep well the night before, and woke up after taking a nap. At night, the outside world was dark.

He was lying on the bed, with the sound of pattering rain beside his ears.

It's raining again.

Slightly dizzy, a sign of oversleeping, Ruan Ting picked up the phone and checked the time, there was a message sent to him by Wen Xun 10 minutes ago.

Wen Xun: [It's raining, I'm in Jiangbei, you pick me up with an umbrella. 】

Crazy, Ruan Ting thought to himself, the person who dared to blatantly ask him to pick up someone has not yet been born, Wen Xun is really ignorant and fearless.

How could he go.

Ruan Ting put down the phone and pretended not to see it, he rubbed his temples, the raindrops fell from the eaves, the sound was clear and clear, the room was cool, he turned his head and looked out the window, the lights were dim under the night, After the rain and fog, the artistic conception faded, and the atmosphere suddenly became Jiangbei.

Ruan Ting immediately picked up the phone and re-read the message sent by Wen Xun.

I'm in Jiangbei, you pick me up with an umbrella.

Wen Xun's hands are not good, so going to Jiangbei at this time is definitely not going to work, so what else can he do?

Is it to see a girl?

Ruan Ting's mind is as calm as water, like a dead lake. If Wen Xun is really a straight man of steel, he will never turn halfway. This seems to be good news for him, and it can just kill the weird and frantic thoughts in his mind recently. have a bee in one's bonnet.

He Ruan Ting is not a person who can be difficult.

However, Mr. Ruan is reasonable, knows right from wrong, and pays attention to the logic of evidence in his work. He got up and lay down beside the bed to watch the rain scene for a while, put on his coat, held up an umbrella, and took a taxi to Jiangbei.

The rain was not heavy, the drizzle was like silk and smoke, and it fell on his hand like a cool kiss. Ruan Ting got out of the taxi and walked towards Jiangbei with an umbrella.

Jiangbei's geographical location is too good, the taxi driver put him at the intersection and ignored him, the inside was too congested, and he didn't even get in with extra money.

Among the bars in the city, the scale of Jiangbei can be counted on the fingers, with the land price of every inch of land, exquisite and magnificent decoration, perfect management system, stable source of patrons and customers, coupled with the continuous influx of young people, This makes it almost one of the rare places full of energy at night.

When he reached the door, Ruan Ting put away his umbrella and bumped into two men as he walked in.

The doorman by the gate opened the exaggerated embossed door. The narrow door only allowed one person to pass through. The conflict was approaching, and both sides slowed down. The two young men beside him were also looking at him.

They are well-dressed and radiant. Judging by Ruan Tingyue's eyes, the man closest to him is wearing a slim-fit casual suit that has been carefully tailored. The one a little further away is eye-catching and beautiful. The shirt and the dark green windbreaker seemed to be of a familiar brand.

Ruan Ting turned his head indifferently, and walked forward without stopping. His shoulder brushed past the person beside him. Under the slightly astonished gaze of that person, he took the lead into Jiangbei.

The man in red and green is called Chen Jie, and the man next to him in a casual suit is Zhou Junchen. The two of them have good family backgrounds, and spend money like dirt on weekdays. Seeing Ruan Ting go in, Chen Jie shook the hem of the windbreaker, Said with a bit extreme tone: "This man dares to leave."

"I didn't see what he looked like. Forget it, let's go in." Zhou Junchen lashed out at Chen Jie. Looking at Ruan Ting's back, he always felt that that figure seemed familiar.

Ruan Ting put the umbrella at the door, and Wen Xun sat at a table in the corner waiting for him. He looked down at his phone boredly, not knowing whether to read headlines or Douyin.

Ruan Ting sat next to him, reached out and knocked on the table.

When Wen Xun saw Ruan Ting coming, he got up and was about to leave, but Ruan Ting held down his arm and sat down again.

"I just came here, can you let me take a breath first?"

Wen Xun became obedient and quiet, Ruan Ting looked around, the singer from last time was indeed present today, sitting on the left side of the stage for an intermission, he asked Wen Xun, "What are you doing here?"

Wen Xun raised his head: "My hands are almost ready, I came to talk to the manager about work, what's the matter?"

"Your hands are alright?" Ruan Ting looked at Wen Xun, he really didn't wear bandages tonight, it seemed that he took off his bandages and tie on the same day.

"Okay." Wen Xun was afraid that he would not believe it, so he moved in front of him.

"The power of money is really great, it can make people open their eyes and tell lies." Ruan Ting sneered.Wen Xun's hand could only be said to have come off the bandage. As the old saying goes, a hundred days of injury, he really wanted to be alive and kicking like before, and he needed a period of time to recuperate.

Wen Xun filtered his words by his ears. In his eyes, getting rid of the bandages equals regaining freedom, and equals regaining the ability to work. After finally persuading the manager to let him join the job as soon as possible tomorrow, temporary incompetence is nothing.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. Wen Xun can't stay at home by himself, and Ruan Ting can't control him as an outsider. Doubts arose.

"Other than that?" Ruan Ting obviously didn't believe what he said, he leaned on the back of the chair lazily, as if he hadn't woken up, and asked again.

"Only these." Wen Xun didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Ruan Ting's gourd,

At this time, the melodious sound of guitar playing sounded, Ruan Ting turned his head, and the singer from last time came on stage.

Familiar melody, familiar voice, his fingers tapped lightly on the table according to the rhythm, smiled and said to Wen Xun: "You have played this song before."

Ruan Ting's smile was elusive, and Wen Xun felt a subtle tease, and he asked back, "Isn't it nice?"

The lights in front of the stage were cut into colored lights, and the long beams of light traveled up and down, left and right, and swayed on people's faces. Wen Xun whispered: "Are you interested in others, tell me secretly, and I will keep the secret for you."

In my impression, this is not the first time Ruan Ting has said this to Wen Xun. Apart from being speechless, Wen Xun was more curious. He also lowered his chin and asked in confusion: "Do I have any interest in others? How did you figure it out?"

Ruan Ting raised his eyes: "Isn't it obvious that you watch her at work and play the songs she sang when you go home?"

Wen Xun suddenly laughed, "Can you do it? When I'm working, I watch her purely to watch the show. Also, I can play any song that I think sounds good. What's the matter with you, according to what you said, How many times do I see you every day, am I gay?"

Ruan Ting straightened up, lost the lazy and casual sitting posture just now, "You don't like her?"

Wen Xun: "Nonsense."

Ruan Ting: "Then are you gay?"

Wen Xun looked at him helplessly: "It's also nonsense."

Although Wen Xun has zero emotional experience, he acquiesces that he is a popular model. Although he is rarely attracted to girls, he has never been attracted to boys.Like a big bear, he watched small movies and chased female stars, without feeling that he was different from others.When I saw a beautiful woman on the road, I stopped to take a second look, but it was only a second look.

Maybe his lonely and miserable youth was dedicated to work. A poor man like him, except for a face and well-developed limbs, has no superior male capital in both sexes, so he doesn't look forward to it, and he doesn't pursue it.

Ruan Ting looked at Ruan Ting with complicated emotions, not knowing what to say.After a while, he grabbed the mobile phone in his hand and slowly said two words: "Let's go."

Before Wen Xun could react, Ruan Ting's butt had left the chair, and he followed Ruan Ting out, but he didn't see a flash aimed at Ruan Ting, and it clicked and clicked several times.

Zhou Junchen and Chen Jie sat drinking in the VIP room, and the dim lights occasionally blurred people's sight, but Zhou Junchen still caught Ruan Ting's face in a few moments when he raised his head.

The young man with an arrogant and uncompromising expression at the door, and the handsome man with an unpredictable expression in the corner, how come they look so similar to the son of Laikang Ruan's family.

When Ruan Ting left Jiangbei, Wen Xun took the initiative to hold up an umbrella, wrapped him and Ruan Ting under the umbrella, and the two walked towards the intersection together.

A small electric donkey passed by them behind them. Wen Xun hugged Ruan Ting's waist and pulled him to his side. The time was too short and the movement was too fast. A thin electric current spread from his waist to his whole body. Ruan Ting's legs It softened a bit and almost tripped.

"Brother, look at the road, you are not looking at a beautiful girl, are you?" Wen Xun complained.

Ruan Ting yelled at him: "They are not as good-looking as I am, why should I watch them?"

Wen Xun: "..."

Chocolate essence's thick skin pierces the sky, he has experienced it a long time ago, he shouldn't be so new to the world, but Wen Xun suddenly became curious, "Then what kind of girl do you like?"

It's hard for Wen Xun to imagine what kind of fairy he would see with a critical eye for chocolate essence.

Ruan Ting stepped gently across the shallow water, and said, "I like the same one as me."

Wen Xun raised his head and thought for a while, the rain was thin and dense, flying obliquely towards his face, as if a whip had woken him up.

He stopped, turned around and asked Ruan Ting in astonishment: "You mean...you are..."

Ruan Ting had already stepped out of the umbrella, cold rain was sticking to his face, he stood still, turned his head, and said with a serious smile: "Yes."

A simple word is unintentionally leaked, but it is also an expression of true feelings.

Suddenly, a gust of wind took away the umbrella from Wen Xun's hand, and it was thrown to the ground.

They looked at each other in the rain, their hair was gradually stained with rain, and it was difficult to open their eyes wide. The headlights of the opposite car shone on them, leaving a halo of yellow.

Ruan Ting walked back a few steps, bent down to pick up the umbrella, raised it up above Wen Xun's head, and said, "Let's go."

This short walk was exceptionally quiet and long.

After returning home, Ruan Ting first went to the bathroom to take a shower, while Wen Xun wiped his face and head with a dry towel outside.

He stood on the wall outside the bathroom and looked at the four walls of the house, and suddenly felt that everything was different.

He seemed to know something extraordinary, beyond his previous cognition, and even the environment in which he lived every day seemed to have changed.

Ruan Ting came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He had just changed into Wen Xun's clothes. He was taken aback when he saw Wen Xun when he went out, "What are you doing standing here?"

Wen Xun looked at his clothes on Ruan Ting, and moved his fingers unnaturally. He suddenly didn't dare to meet Ruan Ting's gaze, and said indifferently, "It's okay." Then he turned and left.

The moment he turned around, Ruan Ting stretched out an arm in front of him, and his palm touched the wall behind him.

Ruan Ting's body exudes the fragrance of shower gel, like the smell of grapefruit, refreshing and refreshing. His clean short hair is half dry and not wet, his bangs cover his eyes, and he tilts his head slightly, stopping Wen with an ambiguous posture that looks like a wall. jagged.

"You don't accept it?" he said.

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and Wen Xun said, "I don't know much, so I won't express my opinion, let me research it."

Ruan Ting was amused by his words, dimples flashed, he let go, walked to the tea table to pour water for himself.

That night, Wen Xun really started to study painstakingly. Ruan Ting had been lying on the bed for two hours, and Wen Xun was still looking at his phone on his side, not knowing what he was looking at.

The time and space we spent together became delicate. Wen Xun didn't say a word, but just stared at the phone. After Ruan Ting's eyelids couldn't keep up and turned off the light, the screen of his phone was still shining brightly in the dark night.

Researched quite hard.

This is an ordinary night, but also a night with dark tides.

The moon sets and the sun rises, the stars change, the sun breaks through the sea level to face the world, a new day arrives as promised, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and when he wakes up, Wen Xun kicks off the quilt and opens his eyes, he is startled suddenly.

Maybe because of the warmer temperature, Ruan Ting didn't sleep well last night, he turned over and moved to a place closer to Wen Xun, facing Wen Xun's direction, sleeping soundly.

Wen Xun was a little short of oxygen, he could clearly see Ruan Ting's eyelashes and the lines of his side face, from this he felt the extremely close distance between the two, and he even felt Ruan Ting's steady breathing.

Oxygen is getting thinner.

Ruan Ting frowned slightly, he reached out from under the quilt and rubbed his eyes, then slowly opened them as he got used to the light.

Wen Xun got up in a hurry, and moved away from Ruan Ting's eyes at lightning speed. The sleepy Ruan Ting only saw a blurry figure moving away from his eyes, picked up his clothes and put it on his head.

After Ruan Ting was fully awake, Wen Xun's clothes were also put on. Ruan Ting saw Wen Xun's reversed shirt and flustered expression, his throat was blocked for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

He sat up from the bed, pointed at Wen Xun's jacket, Wen Xun looked down, he was indeed wearing the clothes backwards, and all the threads inside were exposed, his original embarrassment was worsened, and he was even more at a loss.

"If you can't accept it," Ruan Ting said, "I can continue to sleep on the sofa, or I can leave."

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Author: How could you not accept it O(∩_∩)O haha~