The design director skipped work

confusion.

happy.

sin.

Until now, the tiny emotions are still crackling like golden flowers in his mind, Wu Zhengren was dizzy, leaning on the back of the car seat, Jiang Heng put his arms around his waist to keep him from falling down.

Just now they did something they hadn't done before, completely different from their hands, the warm and moist feeling made Wu Zheng's mind go blank.

When you wake up, you will have a real sense of shame, feeling that you are not like yourself just now, and the tense strings in your mind are easily broken by unfamiliar scenes, so that you lose control.

Jiang Heng came back from the bathroom and gently kissed Wu Zheng's ear, which was his usual way of comforting Wu Zheng.

"You wait for me here." Jiang Heng put his arms around Wu Zheng and said, "I'll go back and collect my things."

They came out in a hurry just now. They didn't bring anything except a coat. Jiang Heng went back to get his bag and the computer that Wu Zheng would take to the stadium tomorrow.

The car was quiet, Wu Zheng curled up in the chair alone, his face was still hot.

The feeling just now was not the same as before, on the contrary, it was a bit like the experience when I wanted to kiss Jiang Heng in the west courtyard.

Usually making out with Jiang Heng is more like being addicted to this person, wanting to get close to him, wanting to cling to him, there is a very clear driving force called "like".

But just now, the whole person seemed to be surrounded by a strange fire, demanding instinctively, every cell in the body screamed for it.Wu Zheng felt that Jiang Heng should have also felt the difference in himself just now, so when he pushed himself on the back seat of the car, his movements were not as gentle as before.

But if it wasn't here just now, Wu Zheng felt that he would really continue.

Wu Zheng couldn't help imagining some pictures in his mind. Although many parts of the pictures were beaten because he didn't understand the details, such imaginations made him a little restless.

So novel.

-

The weather was a bit colder than the previous movie theater date, the temperature was always below zero, and the old north wind blew like a knife at night.

Jiang Heng hugged his shoulders with both hands, and walked towards the parking lot in small steps. The grasp of this speed actually requires skill. If you run slowly, you may be frozen halfway, but if you run fast, the wind will also increase. The degree is super doubled.

Fortunately, the warm air was already turned on in the car, Jiang Heng got into the car, the heat was blown into his bones, and the chill was driven away.He shuddered for a long time, and finally recovered.

"Going home?" Jiang Heng said briskly, this time Wu Zheng was in the back seat, he felt like a full-time driver, but it was fine.

Wu Zheng recalled the list of people who went to the venue by themselves during the meeting this afternoon. Jiang Heng boarded him at that time, so that he didn't have to run over to follow the car every morning, but Jiang Heng, as the department director, must still come.

Wu Zheng was not sure, so he decided to ask.

"Brother Jiang." Wu Zheng said, "Do you want me to go to the National Exhibition by myself tomorrow?"

"Yes." Jiang Heng said, "This way you can sleep longer."

"Then you got up early, right?" Wu Zheng said.

They used to arrive at the venue at [-] o'clock for the construction period in previous years, and it took half an hour on the road, that is, Wu Zheng could get up at [-] o'clock, but if Jiang Heng wanted to go to the Ninth Academy first, and then take a car from the Ninth Academy, the time would have to be reversed. times, you have to get up after six o'clock.

The days of the official exhibition are even more terrifying. It starts at [-] o'clock, and the organizer must be present at [-] o'clock. Does that mean that Jiang Heng will start at [-] o'clock?

"Yes." Jiang Heng said, "But it's okay, I always go to bed early and get up early."

"How about I come with you?" Wu Zheng said.

Jiang Heng smiled and said, "No, there's no need to suffer this kind of meaningless suffering. You'll save me from worrying if you get enough sleep."

After a pause, Jiang Heng said again: "If you drive to the National Exhibition Center, it will take about 10 minutes. Remember to get up at 07:30 no matter what."

"Wait a minute." Wu Zheng stretched out his hand quickly and interrupted Jiang Heng, "I'm driving to the National Exhibition Center? Then why did you come to the courtyard?"

"The bus." Jiang Heng said, "There will be an early bus at 05:30, no problem."

"No, you drive." Wu Zheng said, "I'll just take the subway."

When there is no traffic jam in the morning, the bus must be much slower than driving, because the bus has to detour more or less when it stops at each station.

It takes only half an hour to drive from Wu Zheng's home to the Ninth Hospital, but it takes an hour to take the bus. The same goes to the National Exhibition Center, which takes 10 minutes by car and 10 minutes by subway.

Jiang Heng wanted Wu Zheng to sleep more, and Wu Zheng didn't want Jiang Heng to wake up early in such a hard situation.

"It's better for you to drive." Jiang Heng said, "I'm afraid you'll get on the wrong bus stop again."

Wu Zheng knew that it was impossible for him to speak against Jiang Heng just by speaking, so he simply raised his voice a little bit: "Let's put it this way, either you drive here, or I drive here with you, you choose one."

Jiang Heng was stunned for a while, then smiled and put into gear: "Okay, I'll drive over."

Before going home at night, they go to the convenience store to buy food, so that they can eat better tomorrow morning without having to cook.

"What do you eat?" Jiang Heng asked.

Wu Zheng handed Jiang Heng a fried pork cutlet sandwich.

Jiang Heng frowned: "It's not good to eat fried food early in the morning."

"I don't listen, I don't listen." Wu Zheng turned his head to look at the seaweed chicken rice ball in Jiang Heng's hand, "It's not good to eat seaweed early in the morning."

"...What logic." Jiang Heng laughed.

After returning home, they didn't have any more intimate activities before going to bed. They each entered a state of preparation, kissed and said good night to each other.

-

In the four years of exhibition career, Jiang Heng has long been used to this kind of intermittent early waking up, and his biological clock can quickly adapt.Even on the night before the show, he can deliberately let himself have a dreamless sleep until dawn, which is almost a special skill.

This time, when Jiang Heng woke up, he touched the phone with his hand, and it turned out to be 1 minute before the alarm clock rang, perfect.

But in fact, Jiang Heng's mind is not very clear. After he sat up and put on his clothes, he felt that the surrounding environment was a bit strange, and then he realized that this is not the single apartment he lived in for four years, but Wu Zheng's. Home.

Then Jiang Heng realized why it took him so long to realize this.

——Because Wu Zheng wasn't lying on the bed.

Wu Zheng's half of the quilt was piled up in a mess, and the sheets and pillows still had signs of sleeping. Even if the person disappeared, Jiang Heng didn't think much about it, thinking that he must have woken up at night.

He yawned and walked towards the kitchen, intending to warm up the meal.

As soon as he opened the kitchen door, Jiang Heng first saw a little bear yawning like sleepwalking.

He blinked again, only to realize that the little bear was Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng rubbed his eyes and yawned, walking around the kitchen like a sleepwalker. It was obvious that he was sleepy. The specific manifestation was that Jiang Heng pushed the door open, but he didn't notice it.

Jiang Heng was also very sleepy. When he saw Wu Zheng appearing in the kitchen, his brain short-circuited a bit. He stood at the door in a daze without making a sound, as if he was playing Sims, watching the little bear Wu Zheng walking around in the kitchen. .

With a "ding", the microwave oven rang.

Wu Zheng opened the door of the microwave oven, raised his orchid fingers and took out two rice balls with his fingertips.

This is Jiang Heng's breakfast, and he can recognize it at a glance.Because of the sandwiches Wu Zheng bought and the rice balls Jiang Heng bought last night, he still clearly remembered Wu Zheng saying "I don't like seaweed" with a look of disgust.

Only then did Jiang Heng smell the strong aroma of coffee, which was obvious, but he only noticed it now.

Wu Zheng put rice balls and ready-made instant coffee on the tray, turned around with a dull face, the furry bear ears on his pockets waving, and then he finally met Jiang Heng head-on.

Wu Zheng: 0_0

Jiang Heng: 0w0

Wu Zheng blinked his eyes several times before finally waking up, and shouted in surprise: "Brother Jiang!"

"Good morning." Jiang Heng was also a little dazed, but it had nothing to do with being sleepy, it was more like being shocked by the scene in front of him.He reached out to take the tray in Wu Zheng's hand, "Woke up so early? Are you not sleepy?"

"Sleepy." Wu Zheng rubbed his face and said vaguely.

Jiang Heng hugged Wu Zheng with one arm, and walked towards the restaurant with a tray in the other: "I'm still sleepy."

"I want to make you breakfast." Wu Zheng continued to stare blankly.

If Wu Zheng was sober, he would never be able to say these words, and the way he muttered the truth in a daze made Jiang Heng's heart almost melt. He put the tray on the dining table, hugged Wu Zheng tightly, Kiss his hair.

Wu Zheng subconsciously rubbed his face against Jiang Heng's chin to show his intimacy.

Jiang Heng hugged Wu Zheng, feeling like a warm current passed through his heart. What just appeared in front of his eyes was just a very simple picture, but the warm yellow light in the kitchen illuminated the whole picture warmly and movingly.

Wu Zheng, who was wearing bear pajamas, had dark chestnut hair under the light. He yawned and rubbed his eyes as if he could fall asleep in place at any time, but he was still earnestly preparing breakfast for himself.

Jiang Heng had never been taken care of like this by others, and he felt that he might never forget this scene in his life.

Wu Zheng was held in Jiang Heng's arms, leaning his face against Jiang Heng's body and dozed off for dozens of seconds, finally regaining consciousness a little bit.

"Hurry up and eat." Wu Zheng stretched out his hand and gently pushed Jiang Heng's arm. This is his usual action when he wants Jiang Heng to let go of his hand. It can be regarded as a tacit understanding now, as soon as he pushes Jiang Heng, he will let go obediently .

But this time Jiang Heng didn't let go.

Wu Zheng was confused, but in fact he is not very sober now, in a state of half-stupid and half-sensitivity.If he was sober enough to be hugged by Jiang Heng like this, he must have been too shy to speak.

But in a dazed state, he thought of something to say.

Wu Zheng looked up at Jiang Heng: "Hurry up and eat, Brother Jiang, I'll be late later."

"Yeah." Jiang Heng responded, but he didn't rush to eat, but raised his hand to touch Wu Zheng's face.

Wu Zheng was obsessed with being caressed by Jiang Heng in such a gentle way, he liked being treated so gently by Jiang Heng very much.So Wu Zheng, who was not fully awake, rubbed his face against Jiang Heng's hand to show his intimacy.

Jiang Heng's hand paused.

Wu Zheng wondered in confusion, what's the matter, at this moment Jiang Heng hugged him from behind, lowered his head and kissed the side of his cheek.

In his arms is a person who is sleepy and delirious but still has to get up in the winter morning to heat his own food. He is also a little fool who will simply cling to himself like a small animal.

Wu Zheng turned his face in Jiang Heng's arms, looking at him a little confusedly.He looked fluffy and warm under the orange light.

Gentle throbbing surged in the bottom of my heart, and the words I had been unable to speak because I felt that I was not cautious enough became the only way to express my emotions at this moment.

"I love you." Jiang Heng said.

The author has something to say: after the track show is over, you can really get on the car. . .