[Comprehensive] I came out of the infinite world and decided to go on vacation

The wind in Gotham was blowing recklessly, and Jiang Yuenian's cheeks flew with the night wind.

After Shanks' unilateral argumentation, Clark's move was sensible and reasonable, and finally they chose to live in the hotel where Clark lived.

The reason is simple: first, it is impossible for two big men to live in a child's house; second, although Jiang Yuenian looks like a local tyrant, he has not booked a hotel yet; third, the hotel where Clark lives is considered the safest in Gotham one of the places.

In the end, it is the best solution for Shanks and Jiang Yuenian to live in Clark's room together.

"Are all of you journalists so rich?"

As soon as the door was opened, a golden breath rushed towards his face. Shanks stared at the two beds placed in the middle, and for a moment realized that old Hank, who was daydreaming all day at the street corner, often said to buy two glasses of ice cream, Drink a glass and pour a glass; buy two pairs of shoes, one pair to wear, and one pair to show off... In his life, he rubbed his hands eagerly, and the one in front of him was booking a double room, sleeping in one bed and the other It's the perfect expression of letting go!

Clark didn't think as much as he thought, he moved Jiang Yuenian to bed, and then replied: "This is ordered by the boss, and I don't know how much it cost."

Clark originally came here with another colleague, but on the day of departure, the colleague failed to show up in the car. Clark called to inquire and learned that the colleague’s grandmother had passed away due to illness. This interview only It can be done by him alone, but the room has already been booked. The standard room has two beds. Now it seems that one is for Jiang Yuenian and the other is for Shanks.

As for him?He only needs to lie on the sofa for a while. In fact, he can choose to stay up all night, get up in the morning and embrace the sun, the dark circles under his eyes will disappear, and he will be a good man again in a few minutes.

Jiang Yuenian has been broken, just like opening a bow without turning back. The lies he tells are like water poured out. If he can’t take it back, he can only hypnotize himself——I’m drunk, I’m a drunk, I’m drunk just now. After taking a bath in alcohol, no one can wake up a person who is obsessed with coma.

He spread out on the bed, thinking about getting a good night's sleep through the alcohol.

Suddenly, his feet were touched.This is one of the most sensitive parts of human beings. Jiang Yuenian almost kicked it out reflexively, but his subconscious told him that there were only Shanks and Clark in the room. Still willing to believe.

God knows how much perseverance he used to restrain his instinct, otherwise... He secretly used his ability to glance, and saw Shanks pulling his boots down like a carrot, otherwise, Shanks Max is probably already embedded in the wall at this moment.

"How much alcohol have you guys been drinking?" Shanks whispered to himself standing at the end of the bed, "This guy sleeps too deeply, right?" He rolled up the sleeves of his black coat, which was not very close-fitting , black, it looks like it was picked up from a trash can, and the hem of the clothes still has traces of being randomly cut, like a child's casual work, with messy threads and strange proportions. The only thing worthy of praise is probably This "tailor" has relatively steady hands, and there are still edges of the same length and length on the hem of the clothes.

Clark wanted Shanks to take off the coat, after all he saw that Shanks wanted to throw the black coat on Jiang Yuenian's motorcycle just now.

Unexpectedly, Shanks, who got off the car, held the garbage in his arms very preciously. Taking advantage of the cold night, he looked at it for a while and put it on again.

After the sound of water, there was the sound of slippers stepping on the carpet, and a warm thing approached his face a little bit.

It's a towel.

The kind specially used for hotels exudes a slight smell of disinfectant, and the texture is quite soft, but it's just an exaggerated surface.A far cry from his own towels.

He didn't know how to face Shanks who was wiping his cheeks with a wet towel. When the warm towel touched his face, he seemed to feel the fibers of the towel brushing against the fine hairs on his face. A tingling sensation penetrated from the face into the skin, followed the blood, and circulated to the brain, so that his mind felt a fluffy itching under this gentle touch.

Shanks' movements were very gentle, like brushing snowflakes from the ice. Jiang Yuenian was convinced that he was not a person made of ice blocks, let alone a snowman who would collapse with a little force, but Shanks treated His attitude made him feel like he was being cherished by others, and he could appreciate the care in this wipe.

Turning his head away in embarrassment, Jiang Yuenian pretended to be drunk very skillfully, he buried his face in the pillow, and tried his best to ignore the warmth that was pressed to his chest.

He has never experienced such a feeling.

Maybe the nurse who delivered him did this when he was a baby, or maybe the parents he had never met gently stroked his face when he was young, but at the moment he remembered, This kind of warm scene that belongs only to his family has nothing to do with him.

The warm air rose from the tip of his heart, spread from the lungs to the nasal cavity, Jiang Yuenian shrugged his nose uncomfortably, and curled up quietly.

This is what he's been looking for.

At the beginning, when he reached the points requirement, when it was impossible to exchange for a home ticket, he gave up without the slightest hesitation. The reason is very simple. In that world, everything worthy of his nostalgia has disappeared.

And he didn't agree to the agreement of the main god, but instead bargained and chose the vacation right, so why didn't he want to find a harbor where he could live in from the endless world?

Like dealing with his own younger brother, the precocious Shanks consciously assumed the role of Jiang Yue's elder parent, and fell asleep after tidying up.

"Good night." He dazedly rubbed his chin against the corner of the quilt.

Clark turned over on the sofa, his blue eyes flashed in the dim light, he reached out to turn off the desk lamp, "Good night, Shanks."

Jiang Yuenian wrapped himself tightly in the small quilt, and heard the sound of long breathing around him.

In the silent darkness, Jiang Yuenian moved his mouth silently:

"Good night."

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"Are you going to interview Bruce Wayne today?" Jiang Yuenian put on his tie in front of the mirror. His movements were crisp and neat, like a surgeon with decades of experience suturing a wound, and he tied a tie with precise movements, which was different from yesterday's. The one that got ripped up was exactly the same.

He suppressed his throat, so as not to disturb Shanks who was still sleeping.

Although he looks like a little adult, he is still a child after all, and lack of sleep is a common occurrence.

Clark lowered the volume with Jiang Yuenian, and the two chatted in the bathroom like thieves.

I have to say that drinking is indeed an important way to tighten the relationship between men. Although the two of them didn't talk about anything, today is a little more casual than yesterday.

"Yes, I didn't expect such a thing to happen yesterday. I hope I can have the opportunity to interview Mr. Wayne today. After all, my travel plan is only one week." Clark's tie is blue, which matches his eyes, But this guy was lazy and didn't take off his tie, which is now loose like a noose around his neck, more crumpled than the churro made by the neighbor's aunt.

"I guess you returned in vain this morning." Jiang Yuenian blinked at Clark in the mirror, "Maybe you don't know enough about Bruce's nature?" He pointed to the "unidentified object" on Clark's neck in the reflection , "He's a sleeper king. If you don't have an appointment, I suggest you take the afternoon... Can you change your damn tie? If you walk out like this, I'm worried that everyone will suspect you have AZ Haimer syndrome."

Looking down at the tie innocently, Clark raised his head: "Uh, I think ironing it will do." In fact, it doesn't need an iron at all to flatten the wrinkled tie. For him, only two fingers are enough, but, uh ...He turned his head, and Jiang Yuenian's profile was just under his eyelids. Well, I'd better wait for Jiang to go out, and I'll do it secretly!

After planning everything, Clark saw the familiar expression of the person in front of him again, and suddenly felt a little bad in his mind.

"Speaking of which, I think you're pretty handsome. Why do you have to wear these plain glasses?" Jiang Yuenian turned his head, with pure curiosity on his brows, "Can't you take them off? Or are the glasses yours?" Ontology?"

The second half of the sentence that he didn't understand was automatically ignored by Clark. At this moment, he was staring at Jiang Yuenian's slowly raised hand that was about to move.

"This one is, um, anti-Blu-ray..." Clark explained bluntly: "You also know that as a reporter, you have to face the computer for a long time every day, so..."

"So that means, it won't delay anything if you take it, right?" Jiang Yuenian made a reasonable guess. If he just talked about the topic of glasses on a whim at the beginning, then Clark's performance of trying to hide it now made him suddenly suspicious—for example, taking off glasses Glasses and wearing glasses are two kinds of personality. For example, wearing glasses is to hide the appearance and cover up the real identity?

Clark laughed twice, it was really embarrassing for him to lie confidently, he made a fool of himself, turned his feet, and walked towards the toilet in the inner room.

"Look—the alien!" Jiang Yuenian pointed out the window, and Clark suddenly turned his head reflexively. The word "alien" is a sensitive word for him.

But when he turned around, he realized—this is a washroom, and the only door leads to the living room. Where did the window come from?

Being cheated, and it was such a low-level prank... Clark's ears turned red for a while.

There was no time for him to think so much, because in the next second, a pair of rapidly enlarged hands appeared in his sight - from Jiang Yuenian.

In desperation, Clark grabbed Jiang Yuenian's wrist.

Oh?

The blood vessels in the wrist were oppressed, and Jiang Yuenian could easily distinguish the strength needed to make his secondary body produce this effect. He smiled suddenly, his white teeth were shining like petals blooming in the morning, dotted with morning dew, He raised his eyebrows, his expression full of teasing.

"Ah, me, I quite like this pair of glasses." Clark pretended to be calm, pinched the temples of the glasses with his index finger and thumb and lifted them up.

"I think you look familiar." Jiang Yuenian rubbed his chin and freed his left hand from Clark's loosened cuff, "You look a lot like the one I read in the newspaper..."

"That superhero with black hair and blue eyes, tights and cape, what's his name?"

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1. Stay up late and explode your liver!

2. During this period of time, the leader took me to work overtime every day, and I was about to be abolished...

3. It’s true that Hoshiguma is very happy, but what happened to Lao Fuchi’s shipwreck again?Is it really the law of conservation of lucky value that is playing tricks?

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [grenade]: 1 in [-] miles;

Thanks to the little angels who voted [Mine]: Zhonglian, yoooo1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

2 bottles of false life;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!