eight dance partners with my boyfriend

After get off work, the life of social animals is always boring.

Jiao Cheng frowned, he was overwhelmed by the fatigue of the day, his back was sore, and a few messages came out of his phone, and when he opened it, it turned out to be his father.

Jiao Jianxiang: Are you leaving?

Jiao Cheng replied "Not yet", thinking that there was something else to do, he quickly turned back, and sure enough, Jiao Jianxiang was still leaning on the computer chair with glasses to enter documents.

"How are you doing with Lao Zhang recently? He looks very busy these days, he seems to be divorced from his wife, and his daughter is only ten years old..." Jiao Jianxiang babbled, looking up for a long time to find that his son was holding a mobile phone and didn't know looking at what.

"What's so serious about it?" he asked.

Jiao Cheng put away the phone, and secretly stuffed it into his pocket, "It's nothing, it's been fine recently, how is Mom?"

"What can she do? She grows flowers and plants, and wanders around those two pots of treasures every day." Jiao Jianxiang smiled angrily, and took off his eyes and stuffed them into the glasses case, "Aren't you still with your roommate? Do you want to live together? If it’s not convenient, just go home and live, it’s not that we don’t have a house.”

It has been a few months since Jiao Cheng graduated, and this summer he officially left his status as a student, and started to work in a rush of graduates.

He is already considered lucky. He has a stable job, stays in a familiar city, and is very close to his parents, so he doesn't have to worry about unnecessary problems.

But since coming out of the closet in high school, my independent mind has been increasing day by day.

"Forget it, just pull it down if you don't want to come back to live, who cares." Jiao Jianxiang became angry when he saw his reluctance, and angrily blew the dust on the document, cleared his throat, and cut to today's topic in an extremely unnatural tone , "What...cough, don't you like...boys? I heard that the kid from Old Dong's family also..."

Jiao Cheng immediately understood his intention, and quickly stopped: "Farewell, Dad, I have my own plans."

Before Jiao Jianxiang finished speaking, he was choked, and a flame was burning in his chest, "What are your plans? Wouldn't it be good if you knew something? If you know everything, can it still hurt you?"

Jiao Jianxiang is so angry... He dragged people to contact the old Dong's family because of how much face he took. I'm really embarrassed. Now this kid refuses without listening to anything. Is there any law for him?The social news has said so many fake homosexuals who harm others with bad character, and they are still stubborn here, just like him.

"Whatever you want," Jiao Jianxiang spit out three words angrily, picked up the briefcase and pushed Jiao Cheng to go outside, locking the door with a bad temper.

Jiao Cheng looked at the back of his father who clocked in and walked away, inexplicably wanted to laugh.

Going home with his father was not in the same direction. Jiao Cheng leisurely walked to the parking lot. The weather at the end of August was heating him up. In the past, it should be summer vacation. Part-time job, now there is no chance.

Jiao Cheng touched the car keys with emotion, and the phone rang.

Jiang Meng's phone call.

"Jiao Cheng?"

The voice on the other end was a bit noisy, he got into the cab, turned on the air conditioner, and kept shaking his sweat-stained short sleeves, "I'm here."

Jiang Meng: "That thing you said, it's fine."

"Really!"

Jiao Cheng almost jumped up, his chin hit the steering wheel directly, and he pursed his lips in pain, "Is it okay recently?"

Jiang Meng pondered and said: "It may not be possible these days. I asked my friend over there, and he said that he will return to China next month. When the time comes to organize a game and go to dinner, I will just take you with me."

When Jiao Cheng heard "next month", his brows frown with joy for a while, and he picked the air vent of the air conditioner with his fingernails and said, "Thank you then."

"Why are you being polite to me?" Jiang Meng's hearty laughter came over, "By the way, why do you have to meet that Li Feidan? They are not from the same world, and we can't usually get in touch with them."

Jiao Cheng gusts of cold wind blew from his fingertips, making the sweat on his palms dry, and he said indiscriminately, "It's nothing. I have a friend who I want to know."

Jiang Meng was getting more and more noisy, probably in the exhibition center, and he was about to hang up without listening carefully to Jiao Cheng's words, "Okay, I'll send you a message when the time is fixed."

"it is good."

After working night shift for two days, when I opened the door to go home, I wanted to go straight into the bathroom to wash off my messy and sour body, but then I smelled a rich pork rib soup. He dropped his computer bag directly...

Opening the transparent glass door of the kitchen, the man inside was humming a little song and cutting sweet corn, "Jiao Cheng, have you made soup?"

Jiao Cheng put on the bluetooth speaker, and it took him a long time to realize that the roommate who had been working overtime had finally come home, and he looked very tired, "Let's cook some, let's drink together at night after you take a shower."

"Okay." The roommate skipped to the toilet. When he undressed, he thought it was strange. Jiao Cheng seemed to be very happy today, a little pink bubble... kind?

The sound and heat of the bath water completely suppressed his thinking, so he stopped thinking about it.

After finishing the corn rib soup, it was already pitch black outside. With the screen window open, the cicadas could be heard on the branches. Although the apartment they shared was relatively old, the sound insulation was good, and it was less noisy than in the urban area.

Jiao Cheng waited for the stopper of the pressure cooker to sink, filled a porcelain bowl full of soup, and sat at the table waiting for his roommates to eat together.

While waiting, he swiped through the news as usual, swiped through Moments for a while, and couldn't help but open...Twitter.

With trembling fingers, he opened the interface and entered a familiar account name in the search box.

The homepage of "LI" popped up automatically.

Jiao Cheng didn't keep a diary, so he didn't know if this feeling was the same. It was like secretly observing another person in the dark. The excitement and tension filled his heart, and even mixed with some inexplicable shame. It's amazing.

It is better than all the feelings of youth, similar to the feeling of a young man writing a love letter at his desk and secretly reading someone.

After that unintentional ballroom dance, Li Feidan's name broke into his world silently, scratching his heart, like a charm crushed on his chest. On the night of returning home, Jiao Cheng spent the whole night Didn't close my eyes...

He didn't even know that he, a 23-year-old man, was actually coddling his feelings for a little girl.

"LI"'s twitter is very clean, and Jiao Cheng is thankful once again that he didn't set followers to be visible. Although he has thousands of followers, he always feels that if he clicks on it, he will be punished blatantly.

It's a pity that he doesn't post much.

Jiao Cheng searched all topics and forums, and only found this Twitter account. He heard that Li Feidan went to the UK after high school. He rarely used domestic social platforms. The only public one he could find was this one.

He posted a selfie yesterday.

It's a very blurry one, different from the usual photos, there is no careful packaging, no dancing colleagues, and no gorgeous spotlight, just an ordinary selfie on the left side of the face.

There is a very small mole on the eyelid, the eyebrows are domineering, and he looks like he is not to be provoked, but his eyes are a little distracted.

Jiao Cheng thought, if he didn't have such a superior face, he would be quite unorthodox.

He looked at it repeatedly and couldn't help laughing.

"Jiao Cheng, I've finished washing. You got off work very early today." The roommate stepped out of the bathroom after wiping her hair with a towel, and bumped into Jiao Cheng who was smiling all over her face. I was stunned: "Has anything good happened recently, it's so abnormal..."

At the same time, a WeChat message popped up on the phone.

Jiang Meng: It's agreed, the 21st of next month.

At seven o'clock, the street cars were full of traffic, and the neon lights reflected on the curb to form a continuous piece. Jiao Cheng turned his waist and took a photo of the transparent kitchen. Jiang Meng urged him to hurry up in the news, so he quickly stepped up his pace.

"Ding-dong-"

The elevator opened, and Jiao Cheng remembered that he was on the seventh floor.

The moment the door was pressed to close, it was suddenly pushed away by a hand, and their eyes focused instantly.

There was no flash, no love at first sight, the two just looked at each other silently, and then separated immediately.

Several people followed behind him, and the small space immediately became crowded. Jiao Cheng hurriedly retreated to the corner, trying not to mess up his hair.

"Xiao Li's sponsor this time is really strong, don't you think about it?"

"That's right, Fei Dan, you and that Anna broke up a long time ago, and the situation outside is not good now, so why not just come back and develop, it's not like you're on a sharp head after returning to China..."

The rambling voices in the elevator, even thinking about him, didn't pay attention to him as a stranger. Li Feidan was on the left. He was really tall. Jiao Cheng promised that he was not short, and he was almost half a head short.

He was wearing a black mask, and his brows were all frowned as the others spoke. Before that, Jiao Cheng had never understood his real personality, so he just felt that the air pressure was very low at the moment.

It seems that... I have a bad temper.

As soon as they got out of the elevator door, someone came to greet them. Jiao Cheng saw Jiang Meng in the distance standing at the door of 701 and kept waving to him, and raised his hand as a signal.

Li Feidan walked in front of him, Xu Shi saw this movement, tiptoed to the ground, turned his head slightly, "Did you just look at me?"

These words should be very affectionate, but they came out of this man's mouth without any sense of disobedience.

Jiao Cheng didn't know how to answer, his heart was beating with thunder, but he could be very calm, so calm that no flaws could be seen in his face, just walked around him quietly, without stopping for a moment...

But who would have known that at this moment, his heart was overgrown with grass, and the seeds of love sprouted secretly...