Dude, your wig fell off

"Will you go?" Seeing that he was silent, Na Chen asked again.

Intellectually, An He felt that he shouldn't go. It was impossible for him to have any follow-up with Na Chen. It would not be good for anyone to continue messing around like this inexplicably, not to mention that he was not too sure about Na Chen's thoughts.

A lonely child, found someone who can accompany him, go to bed and chat,

He is also lonely, and he also needs someone to accompany him.

But what kind of problem can this kind of empty companionship solve?

An He picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. He wanted to tell Na Chen that school only started for two days and there was no time to go out. When he raised his eyes, he met Na Chen's eyes. There was no hidden expectation in Na Chen's eyes He blocked the words in his mouth.

Looking forward to someone, looking forward to something, An He knows this feeling very well, just like when he told his mother that he wanted to go to the park to play, he was full of expectations, waiting for his mother to nod.

But later, I would never hold such expectations again. It is more uncomfortable to have no expectations than to have no expectations.

"Let me take a look," An He hesitated and said, took the phone and opened the calendar, and went to the day of the gathering with the onlookers Liu Jiang's girlfriend. There were only two days free before school started, "The day after tomorrow?"

"Okay," Na Chen snapped his fingers, "What do you want to eat? I'll go shopping tomorrow."

"Dragon meat." An He was very depressed about his indecision.

"No problem," Nachen pulled his collar away to expose his shoulders, "Let's eat."

An He glanced at him with a smile: "The stew is ready for me the day after tomorrow."

"Well," Nachen nodded, "what else?"

"Whatever, you can have a few special dishes. I don't choose what to eat, as long as I can eat enough."

After eating supper, Nachen didn't watch any more comedies. He went into the bathroom and said he was going to sleep after washing his face, but he turned his head and came out after two seconds.

"Don't dare to wash your face alone?" An He cleaned up the dishes on the table.

"Do you have a toothbrush?" Nachen asked.

"There are new ones in the small hanging cabinet." An He said.

Nachen turned around and went in, and came out again with a toothbrush in two seconds: "Is this toothbrush and yours a couple's?"

An He looked at the toothbrush in his hand: "What's the matter, buy one get one free, can't you buy two for the same price? Anyway, you have to change it in a month."

"I didn't say no." Na Chen smiled, turned around and went in to brush his teeth.

An He finished washing and putting away the dishes, and Na Chen had finished washing and entered the room. He walked into the bathroom and saw Na Chen put the toothbrush in his cup.

The two toothbrushes stood side by side, causing An He to have a certain illusion for a moment. While brushing his teeth, he wandered away several times, and almost stabbed the toothbrush in his throat.

When he returned to the bedroom, Na Chen had already laid down, and was lying obediently on the bed next to the wall under the quilt.

An He turned off the light and lay down, pulled over the quilt and turned over, with his back facing Na Chen, who used to sleep on his right side.

"Turn around." Nachen said.

"Ok?"

"Don't point your back at me," Na Chen kicked him through the quilt, "If you like sleeping on your side like this."

An He turned over and lay down facing Na Chen: "Is it alright?"

"Okay." Nachen closed his eyes.

After lying like this for a while, An He gradually felt sleepy, and soon became confused.

While half asleep and half awake, he heard Na Chen's voice: "An He, you are really scheming..."

An He didn't understand the meaning of these words, so he didn't make a sound, and continued to stare.

"I said everything," Na Chen's voice became a little confused, getting lower and lower, "You didn't say anything."

When An He woke up in the morning, he felt very stuffy, as if he had been crushed by a stone. He struggled to open his eyes, and found that Na Chen was no longer on the bed, and half of his quilt had been thrown onto himself.

"Hey," An He stretched out his hand to tear off the quilt, and immediately relaxed, "I get up in such a mess..."

He lay down for another 2 minutes, took out his phone and checked the time, it was eight o'clock, he got out of bed and stretched out of the bedroom.

Na Chen was not in the living room, yesterday he took out the paper he wanted him to draw and put on the dining table, An He went over to pick it up and took a look, it was Na Chen's message, I went to buy breakfast ingredients.

He raised his eyebrows, that Chen's handwriting was quite beautiful, one could tell it had been practiced, it was powerful and pleasing to the eye.

I don't know what time Na Chen went out, but An He brushed his teeth, washed his face and made up the bed. He waited from eight o'clock to eight forty, and Na Chen didn't come back.

Have you gone to grow vegetables and grain?An He knew that Chen didn't like to answer the phone, but he still took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the cutest Daqi. He must know why this person left a note and left him for almost an hour without seeing anyone. .

"My country and I cannot be separated for a single moment...Wherever I go there is a hymn..."

That Chen's cell phone rang behind him, he turned his head and saw the cell phone thrown on the sofa, so he had to hang up the phone.

"My country and I cannot be separated for a single moment...Wherever I go there is a hymn..."

The phone rang again, An He was taken aback, looked at his phone, it had already hung up, so he walked over to pick up Nachen's phone and looked at it.

The number displayed is Rego.

Probably Nachen's friend, he put the phone on silent and put it on the table.

The curtains in the living room were all drawn, and the morning sun shone on the reclining chair by the window. The color was pretty nice, all pale gold, prettier than the one at noon, but An He went over and closed the curtains again. .

Just as the curtains were drawn, Chen's phone rang again, and it was Lei Ge.

An He pressed mute again, and within 2 minutes the phone rang again, and it was still Lei Ge.

After An He repeatedly pressed mute four or five times, he became a little worried. If this person called one after another without breathing, there must be some urgent matter.

Although the last thing he wanted was to help someone answer the phone, the phone had been ringing non-stop for almost 10 minutes, and his brain was about to boil, so he had to go over and answer the phone.

Before he opened his mouth to say that Na Chen was not there, a man's angry voice came from the other side: "I'll kill you, believe it or not!"

An He was stunned by the roar and didn't speak.

"Say you said you fucking don't want to answer the phone! I sent you a text message and you really answered! Playing with me!" The other side continued to yell, without leaving An He a chance to speak.

An He waited until he was tired of yelling and lost his voice before he said in embarrassment: "That Chen didn't bring his mobile phone."

There was a pause: "Who are you?"

"His friend, you can call later." An He finished speaking and was about to hang up.

"Did he spend the night with you? Or did you two spend the night at the hotel?" asked the other side.

"Neither." The casual and contemptuous tone in the other party's tone was obvious, which made him quite uncomfortable, so he hung up the phone after saying this.

It was almost nine o'clock when the doorbell rang.

An He jumped up from the sofa and went to open the door, and saw Na Chen standing outside the door with two big bags.

"Why is it taking so long? Did you buy an early one and go abroad?" An He took the big pockets in his hand and put them on the table, and found that there was a bag of rice in one pocket, "Why did you buy rice?"

"I'll teach you a very simple method. You can have vegetables and rice without eating instant noodles." Na Chen took out everything with great interest, except for a bag of rice, and a medium-sized thermos. Stewed rice in a seven-secret thermos pot.”

"What?" An He didn't understand.

"You boil some water the night before, throw the rice, vegetables, meat, etc. into the pot, pour the boiling water in and cover it, and you can eat it the next day after opening it. My grandma taught me, it is so convenient, even an idiot can make it .”

An He glanced at him and didn't speak. He added another sentence: "Don't eat instant noodles all the time. There are preservatives. If you eat too much and you die, I will burn you to death."

"Shut up." An He frowned, remembering that Chen's class on the principles and operation of cremation machines.

"I bought dried noodles, let's make you tomato and egg noodles. I'll leave after eating. The band rehearses today." Na Chen quickly carried all the vegetables to the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to wash the tomatoes.

"A man named Lei Ge called you just now, and he called you dozens of times. I was afraid that this person was in a hurry, so I answered it for you." An He followed into the kitchen.

"He has no business, let alone something urgent," Na Chen smiled, "Did he say anything?"

"No, I just scolded you, saying that you didn't answer the phone, and you didn't reply to text messages." An He stood next to Nachen and watched him skillfully cut tomatoes, "Your friend eats gunpowder and grows long." Big one."

"Menopause," Na Chen clicked his tongue, "It's about the same age as my dad, it's time for a change."

"Do you still have such a friend?" An He glanced at him, a friend who was about the same age as his father.

"It's a friend." Na Chen thought for a while, "I call him brother, he...you can boil some water in a pot."

"Okay." An He took the pot of water and put it on the stove to boil.

About Lei Ge, Na Chen didn't go on, and he didn't ask. He didn't dare to ask more about Na Chen's matter, because he didn't know which sentence could make him feel depressed for a long time.

The tomato and egg noodles that Chen made were delicious, beyond An He's expectation, he couldn't help but drink half a glass of water when he smelled the aroma in the living room.

When that Chen brought out the noodles to him, he was not polite, and started to eat as soon as he brought them over.

"How is it?" Na Chen hooked the corners of his mouth, "It's not good when you're old. I just masturbated once last night and ate supper. Now I'm still so hungry."

"Eat yours, I remember you used to be very talkative, but now you are so talkative," An He didn't look up, "The taste is quite good, better than the snack bar at the door."

After eating the noodles, Na Chen didn't stay any longer, put on his coat and left. Before leaving, he confessed again: "The day after tomorrow, don't forget, I'll come pick you up to the parking lot."

"Well, you can walk here, just drive my car there, or you have to send me out." An He nodded.

Na Chen saw that he didn't speak, and after a while, he nodded, turned around and walked out, closing the door behind him.

Na Chen is very sensitive, An He knew that what he said would make him think, but he really didn't plan to spend the night with Na Chen anymore, the sooner he got away from this kind of thing, the easier it would be, and everyone wouldn't be too entangled.

Today's rehearsal is still in the underground garage of Li Fan's house. The garage has been rented and has never parked. It is for rehearsal, although they only rehearse a few times a month, chatting nonsense while rehearsing.

Sometimes Na Chen would come over alone, and his drum was placed here, and occasionally he would come over and play alone for a while when he was bored, as a way to vent.

When he arrived at the garage, several members of the band had already arrived, squatting on the ground and chatting in a circle.

"There will be three games next week," Li Fan saw him coming in and threw a cigarette over, "Remember everything."

"Just remember it, isn't that what the head of the team does." Yan Yi said with a smile.

"Everyone is here," Li Fan stood up and clapped his hands, "Start work."

Li Fan has fallen in love with all kinds of square dance music since he sang a flower last time, and this time he had to add the song "Fire Girl".

"What girl?" Na Chen stood beside the drum and didn't understand it for a long time.

"Fire! Fire! Girl!" Li Fan cleared his throat, "Give me a fine horse, and I'll cross the high mountains and put on my red makeup, and I'll sing all the way..."

The few people were half-joyed, and David dropped the cigarette he had just lit from laughter. He picked it up and took a sip, then continued to laugh: "Brother Fan, we will be kicked out of the stage."

"What a joke, it's not interesting at all." Li Fan tensed with a serious face.

"Oh my god," Na Chen didn't smile, leaning against the wall and continued to sing, "Between heaven and earth, there is a painting. I am in the center of the painting. I am the girl on the grassland, Huo Huo...is this?"

"Right! That's it, whether to sing or not." Li Fan waved his hand.

"Sing," Na Chen threw the drum hammer, and a string of drum beats jumped out from under his hands, "Where's the score?"

"Let's change the name," Dongzi hugged Bei Si with a sad expression on his face, "The name is changed to Shafei, click, Square Bird."

"An explanation?" Li Fan approached him very interestedly.

"Sha Matt is a non-mainstream square dancing bird band." Dongzi said it word by word.

"I'm high-end, it's still an abbreviation." Yan Yi clapped his hands.

"What's the point?" Nachen asked.

"A dot is a dot, a dot between Sha Fei and Square Bird! Just like adding a dot in the middle of a foreigner's name, it looks foreign!"

Na Chen didn't speak, but raised his hands and clapped.

"Okay, talk nonsense for an hour before going back to rehearsal!" Li Fan took the guitar and swept it twice, "Start work! Square birds!"

During the rehearsal, these people were still very serious. Once they started, they all entered the state. They didn't take much rest in the middle, and they practiced to a little bit, and the mineral water bottles were thrown all over the floor.

"Shall we boil the mutton today?" Li Fan asked Na Chen while tidying up.

Among these few people, Na Chen was the youngest, he was the only one who was still in school, and his personality was flickering, so he would ask Na Chen first if he had anything.

"Okay." Na Chen rubbed his hands, in fact he was not hungry at all, he cooked too much noodles in the morning.

"Let's go, boil the mutton!"

Na Chen didn't put down his chopsticks much during the meal, Li Fan put some mutton into the bowl for him: "What's wrong?"

"I'm full this morning." Na Chen rubbed his stomach.

"What did you eat? Don't you usually eat fruit in the morning?" Li Fan knew that Chen's habit was milk and fruit in the morning.

"Noodles," Na Chen hesitated, "I ate at An He's this morning."

"I—fuck!" The mutton that Li Fan picked up on his chopsticks fell back into the pot, and he hurriedly scooped it up, but he didn't catch it.

"What's the matter, Lord Fan?" David asked on the opposite side.

"It's okay, it's okay to stuff you," Li Fan picked up another chopsticks of mutton and put it in the pot, turned his head and whispered to Na Chen, "Why are you still hanging out with him? I won't tell you about this People don't understand how to stay away!"

Na Chen didn't speak, just pinched a wormwood stalk and chewed it in his mouth.

"Tell my brother, are you hanging out with him just for sex or do you have other ideas?" Li Fan put the mutton into a bowl, wrapped it in sesame sauce, and twirled it around.

Na Chen smiled, and after drinking a few sips of wine, he said: "I don't know, I just want to stay with him, does this count as an idea?"

"I don't know what kind of idea you have. Let's say you have an idea to chase him, you also look like you are chasing him. Now you have sex with him as soon as you meet him, and break up after the fight. What kind of rhythm is this?" Li Fan was a little helpless, "He is not easy to get close to, and if you make him look like a friend with sex, you will give up whatever you think."

"Huh?" Na Chen shook the glass lightly, and the wine made a small vortex in the glass.

Li Fan didn't speak any more, and Na Chen was also silent.

Although he had never felt the way he felt towards An He before, and he couldn't tell what it meant, he still knew that the current relationship was completely bullshit.

It's just that, apart from going to bed, he doesn't know any other way to make An He disarm him.

In other words, maybe he doesn't need An He to be undefended against him, he just wants to get closer to him, even if it's just to have sex, only to have sex.

Nachen didn't figure it out until the boiled mutton came out after eating.

After dinner, the group of people were reluctant to leave, saying they were going to Li Fan's house to play cards.

"I'm leaving." Na Chen said, turned around and stopped a taxi.

"Think about that too." Li Fan chased after him worriedly.

"What's the matter?" Na Chen opened the car door, turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth, "Are you going to sleep with me?"

"...Your uncle." Li Fan pointed and he didn't know what to say.

Nachen jumped into the car and closed the door, and told the driver the address of Leibo Gallery.

He read the text message that Lei Bo sent him, asking him to go to dinner at noon, and he would be invited to dinner when it was a holiday or not. Will take him out to eat.

But if he didn't reply to the text message today, Leibo must be angry.

When he walked into the gallery, the waiter saw him and pointed upstairs: "I just dropped a chair."

"I'm going to plug the hole." Na Chen smiled and walked up the stairs.

The door of Leibo's office was closed. He pushed it and it was locked, so he knocked on the door.

"Who!" Lei Bo roared inside.

"Me." Nachen said.

The door opened quickly, and Lei Bo appeared in front of Na Chen with a face that was in a bad mood. He walked into the office, and Lei Bo slammed the door: "It's fine if you don't answer the phone, and it doesn't mean anything if you don't reply to text messages! "

"I didn't hear it." Nachen said.

When he was about to sit on the sofa, Lei Bo grabbed his collar and pushed him hard against the wall: "Then Chen, don't be too presumptuous with me!"

"You can ignore me." Na Chen frowned.

"Where's your cell phone?" Lei Bo let go of his hand, and groped for the cell phone on Na Chen's body.

Na Chen took out the mobile phone and handed it to him, Lei Bo took the mobile phone and threw it on the ground: "It's useless for you to hold this thing!"