drifting in the north

Shenzhen in March is still a bit cold.

Unlike the coldness in January and February, the coolness is the kind of coolness that is about to bloom in spring, hidden in the air, hidden in the sun, so cool that people are warm.

Lingfei hates air conditioners, so he likes this fleeting spring the most.No freon, no electric fan, just open the window, the natural wind will bring in invisible pollen particles, gently, softly, occasionally inhaled into the nose, itchy, and then a sneeze, You will wake up in a beautiful morning.

"Are you awake?" The man turned his back to him, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror and putting on his tie.The lights in the room were not turned on, the curtains were wide open, and the sun was shining in, making the room bright.

"Good morning." Ling Fei lazily replied, propped up half of his body, and began to leisurely admire the man's tall and straight back.

Zhou Hang is a natural clothes hanger, with a height of [-], wide shoulders, narrow hips, straight and slender legs.But he prefers to wear formal clothes. Since graduation, Ling Fei hasn't seen him wearing anything other than a suit and shirt.This is something Ling Fei has always complained about. He feels that a good figure will be shown, and it is really boring to hide it.

So he was keen on skinning this person.

But in recent years, the fun of this activity has been reduced, and he is not very happy to play.

A slight stabbing pain came from the shoulder, if it wasn't dislocated, it was twisted.Ling Fei sighed, and buried himself in the pillow again, he couldn't imagine that the moment his face touched the pillow, the pain would make him tremble, and the trance consciousness when he first woke up slowly gathered and became clear.I reached out and grabbed the small mirror on the bedside table. Fortunately, there were no flowers blooming as I imagined, only the corners of my mouth were a little bit more broken, and the rest of the place was still white, tender, delicate and shiny.

"Magic mirror, magic mirror, who is the most handsome man in the world? Your Majesty, I really want to say that you are the most handsome man in the world, but in a forest far, far away, there is a man named Zhou Hang who is more handsome than you." A hundred times, a thousand times, if you kill him, you will be the most handsome man in the world..."

"Is it interesting? Play every day." Zhou Hang took the mirror from Ling Fei's hand and put it back.

Ling Fei grinned at him.

Zhou Hang sighed, sat down by the bed, and stroked his hair: "It would be great if you were always so good."

Ling Fei looked at him without blinking, and said seriously: "You haven't hit hard enough, if you hit harder, I'll be really scared. Once I'm scared, I'll be very good."

Zhou Hang looked at him, the emotions on his face were very subtle, mixed with love, hate, anger, helplessness, and so on: "I really want to fuck you again."

Ling Fei blew softly at the man: "COMEON, BABY."

Zhou Hang's expression was quite funny for a moment, and it took a long time before he uttered a word: "Fuck!"

The instigator was trembling happily on the bed alone.

Ling Fei has slept with many people, but only with one boyfriend.There is a first time for everything. People say that the imprint of the first time on the person concerned is like the first annual ring of a tree. Although there will be a second and third ring in the future, it will always surround the innermost ring. tree heart.Ling Fei thinks so.So after he was with Zhou Hang for a while, he never talked about a boyfriend again.

He has a psychological shadow.

Waves of dizziness stimulated Ling Fei's nerves, there was something else besides the hangover.Maybe it's a cold, or something else.Who knows.He suspected that he had done something heinous to Zhou Hang without knowing it, or the other party was a deeply hidden sadist, or it didn't make sense that Huan would always be injured after love, and it hurt wherever he touched.Oh, and that pervert has a bad habit of holding your head down to take a shower, which is really annoying.

Zhou Hang always said that he was a lunatic, but in fact they were not the same.

"Hey," Ling Fei stretched out a hand from under the quilt, "give me back the key."

Zhou Hang was buttoning the second button of his suit. Hearing this, he glanced at him in the mirror and continued to organize his appearance.

As if he had expected this result a long time ago, Ling Fei didn't take it seriously, and naturally withdrew his hand, and asked again: "Then when will you get divorced?"

Zhou Hang came over, took the mechanical watch from the bedside table, put it on, leaned over and kissed Ling Fei's forehead: "Hurry up."

Ling Fei lay on his back for a while, then suddenly jumped up and jumped to the ground a few steps and ran out of the bedroom.

At the entrance, Zhou Hang, who had just put on his shoes, was about to open the door.

"Do you know when the motherland will be reunified?" Ling Fei's tone was a little shaky because he was running too violently.

Zhou Hang looked at him leisurely, tilted his head slightly, as if asking: You know?

Ling Fei exhaled lightly, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "It's coming soon."

The door was finally shut firmly from the outside.Ling Fei returned to the bedroom like a ghost, and fell on his back into the soft big bed.This time the back of the head landed first, and the poor corner of the mouth was spared.

I don't know how many phone calls Mrs. Zhou made this night, Ling Fei gloated a little, as if seeing Zhou Hang's call reminders flooding in like a flood of phone calls.When the man was struggling to get married, he would hang out in nightclubs and prostitute himself. At that time, the man's favorite sentence at that time was that if you want to find someone else, I will kill that person first, then kill you, and finally surrender.Later, when the man got married, he became more at ease, and he was still playing with flowers, no, it should be said that he got worse, but that guy didn't waste his time, but whenever he found a strange smell on him, Zhou Hang would always beat him up. .

However, I really didn't do anything bad yesterday, I just drank a little wine——before getting back into the cage in a daze, Ling Fei was still complaining aggrievedly.

It was afternoon when I woke up again.

This time Ling Fei slept enough, sat up and stretched, very comfortable.The stomach rumbled at the right time, and the gurgling sound was like a sewer that had just been dredged. Zhou Hang hated this metaphor, but Ling Fei liked it, and felt that he couldn't find a more appropriate one.

Breakfast, lunch, and afternoon tea are combined into a plate of 3-minute curry.Ling Fei finished washing his face and brushing his teeth as quickly as possible, when the microwave oven dinged, the cooperation was perfect.Make another cup of coffee and get back to work.

Ling Fei likes to sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to eat. Although the old man will criticize the unorthodox table setting every time he comes back, the county magistrate is better off taking care of it now. , the son who is not stingy has to be moved back to it, so most of the time it is just a mouthful.

Old man Ling lives in a garden house in the suburbs. On the surface, he doesn't care about world affairs and cares about his life.

Ling Fei lives in a small high-rise in the city center. On the surface, he looks high-spirited, like the new generation head of the Ling family.

However, anyone who knows the inside story knows that the corresponding person explained by this term is reversed.

Looking down from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the traffic on the ground is like neat rows of worker ants, and the people are even smaller, like sesame seeds scattered around waiting for the worker ants to pick up.Ling Fei chewed a mouthful of curry beef, struggling but enjoying it.

The unique smell of spices wafts throughout the living room, wrapped around the crystal lamp, around the sofa, around the coffee table and the retro phone on it... That beautiful pseudo-antique has been ringing for a long time.

[Hi, this is Ling Mansion, please put down the phone after the beep and don't leave a message.Du——] Ling Fei was amused by the greeting he set, and felt more and more that he was really talented.

[Come back for dinner on weekends.Also, don't always shut down. 】

When old man Ling said the first half of the sentence, he was full of momentum, just like the head of the family, but after the "still", his momentum took a turn for the worse, and finally he became a deflated ball with no air left.

Ling Fei decided to be an obedient boy, so after eating the last bite of curry, he searched all over the mountains for his mobile phone, and finally found it on the sink in the bathroom, next to his electric shaver, like two brothers.

Power on, dial, connect.

"You really know how to find the time, I'm in class!" The boy's voice is obviously gentle, but his tone is always rushing like he just finished drinking Red Bull.

"Let's finish class after I go over."

"Hey, don't act like a spoiled child to me..."

"Ha ha."

Li Chuang is a new friend of Ling Fei, who is studying at S University.Specifically, Lingfei didn't remember when he was older. Of course, it's also possible that he didn't ask at all.It's unimportant stuff anyway.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at S University by car.There was a lot of good cars parked at the school gate, comparable to an international auto show, but Lingfei's bright yellow Lamborghini still firmly caught the eye.When the old man saw this car for the first time, he almost lost his temper, but Zhou Hang was calm, and only gave him a comment—Sao.

Children in twos and threes came out of Wei'an's school gate, like dancing flames.Ling Fei lit a cigarette, inhaled lightly, and then slowly exhaled. The nicotine particles gathered into a white mist. He squinted his eyes behind the mist, always feeling that every face in the distance seemed to be familiar.

For S University, Ling Fei still has feelings, after all, it's not a bad time to spend four years here.Although all the details of the memory are blurred, the big frame is still there.Occasionally think about it, at least it is good for physical and mental health.

"Young Master, you've come back to life." Five light-white fingers waved and waved in front of his eyes.

Turning his head, he met the youthful face.

"Can you stop showing an idiot expression every time you look at me." Li Chuang held the upper edge of the car door with one hand, jumped lightly, and jumped directly into the co-pilot. That's it for convenience."

Ling Fei didn't speak, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth betrayed his good mood.

With one kick of the accelerator, the car flew out like flying.

Li Chuang had only one sentence throughout the whole process: "Can't you fucking drive slowly! I'm not in a hurry—"

Knowing Li Chuang is a matter of fate.If you have to find a word to describe it, then only tacky not knowing each other is the most suitable.Now there is still a shallow scar on the brow bone, which is a gift from this guy.Ling Fei never figured out why when the same wine bottle was thrown down, there was nothing wrong with him, so he had to mend it himself.After much deliberation, it might really be what Li Chuang often said, a matter of character.

Zhou Hang said that there was something wrong with him. People disfigured and saw Tian'er rushing to find the murderer to get close to him. His left ear went in and the right ear came out.What that guy says now is deaf to him. He has fallen too many times, and no matter how stupid he is, he will spontaneously develop some individual protection measures.

Li Chuang likes to eat dishes with strong flavors, but not too spicy. In fact, he likes Northeast dishes the most. Unfortunately, his knowledge range is really limited, so most of the time, he will take him to eat Indian dishes.Watching Li Chuang eat is a kind of enjoyment.No, it should be said that as long as Ling Fei is with this boy, he will feel very comfortable, even more comfortable than alcohol.

A boy is like a sunflower growing in a wild field, or a palm tree by the sea, just looking at it makes people feel happy physically and mentally.He didn't say this to Li Chuang, because it was just his own mood and he didn't need to share it with anyone.

I like you, nothing to do with you.