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It was almost noon, and the sun shone through the trees on the side of the road, forming small spots of light under the shade of the trees.There are also more people on the street.

The movie theater is in the bustling area in the center of the city, so everything is a bit different from the scene at Song Chuan's house.More of the prosperity of the city, less of the quietness of the suburbs.

"What time is it?" Yu Zhou asked while walking.

He didn't know where he was going, he just followed Song Chuan.

There was a crossroad ahead, and Song Chuan stopped.He took out his mobile phone, opened it, looked at it, and said, "Eleven past three, do you want to eat?"

Yu Zhou was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Aren't you going home?"

"We go out to eat when we go home." Song Chuan glanced at him with a smile. "We don't know how to cook anyway. It's better to eat at my house than in this big city."

"Okay." Yu Zhou agreed, but felt a faint pain in his flesh.

I don't know how much it will cost for a meal like this.

Song Chuan opened the phone map to look at nearby restaurants, raised his elbow and touched Yu Zhou: "What do you eat?"

"I can do whatever I want." Yu Zhou said so, and took out his mobile phone to open the map and look at it.

Song Chuan: "..."

Song Chuan: "Didn't you say casually?"

Yu Zhou looked up at him and said, "Let me take a look for you."

After a while, Song Chuan pointed to a place on the phone map and asked, "How is this restaurant? xx Private Kitchen, it's not far from here, just turn left at the intersection ahead and go straight and you'll be there."

"Okay," Yu Zhou smiled, "I also wanted to tell you this just now."

"Then we really have a good understanding." Song Chuan paused, and then said seriously, "Actually, you can smile more and move your facial muscles so that you won't suffer facial paralysis."

"speak English."

"You look pretty when you smile."

Yu Zhou seemed to be poked in the heart, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

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xx private kitchen.

Song Chuan found a table and sat down, and Yu Zhou sat opposite him.

The waiter put the menu in front of them, smiled and asked, "Do you need anything?"

"Let's take a look." Song Chuan opened the menu and placed it in front of Yu Zhou, saying, "You order, I'll treat you."

Yu Zhou looked at the menu a little bit at a loss, he said while looking at it: "Don't treat the guests, just pay half of the money for each person."

"Why are you so polite, hey." Song Chuan looked at him helplessly.

"Then, stir-fried mutton with scallions, stewed prawns, boiled pork slices, fish-flavored eggplant." Yu Zhou looked at the menu and reported the dishes in one breath.

The waiter next to him was writing on a piece of paper with a pen.

"Why do you order so much meat?" Song Chuan looked at him with a smile.

"Because I'm hungry, I want to eat." Yu Zhou said.

Song Chuan moved the menu in front of him, looked at it, looked up at the waiter and said, "Let's have lotus root ribs soup and stir-fried lettuce."

The waiter bowed his head and wrote a few more words, then smiled and took the menu and said to them, "It will be ready soon", then turned and left.

The number of people in the restaurant gradually increased, which shows that this store is still good.

"Are we done ordering so much?" Yu Zhou thought about the dishes he ordered just now, feeling uneasy.

Song Chuan smiled, and said with the corners of his mouth curled up, "It can be done. If you can't finish eating, you can still pack it."

Yu Zhou nodded, feeling in a good mood, and the expression on his face gradually softened.

I have rarely come out to play like this before, and I have always lived a boring life.

But since I met Song Chuan, it seems to be a bit interesting.Thinking of this, Yu Zhou felt that Song Chuan was a very nice person, and he was very nice to himself, except that he was sometimes beaten when he said something.Although he didn't know why someone could stick to him with a stinking face, but seeing Song Chuan looking out of the window with his chin in his hands and a smile on his lips, Yu Zhou was relieved.

After a while, the dishes are ready.

Steaming dishes were placed on the table one by one, and the air was instantly filled with the aroma of the dishes.

"Not bad." Song Chuan poked the mutton with chopsticks and said, "It feels quite tender."

Yu Zhou picked up a slice of boiled meat and put it in the bowl, poked it with chopsticks and flipped it a few times before putting it into his mouth.

"Well, this one is pretty good." Yu Zhou felt that the meat in his mouth was tender and delicious, with a moderate saltiness, and his appetite suddenly came up.

The last two people miraculously ate almost the same amount of food.

"Maybe I'm too hungry." Song Chuan said.

Yu Zhou felt that today's lunch was the most he had eaten, and he was not so full in the morning.

"Go slowly." Yu Zhou rubbed his stomach.

Song Chuan stopped and looked at him, and asked, "Are you okay?"

"It's not very good, it's too tight."

"That's good. You didn't eat much before, so it's rare to be full today." Song Chuan narrowed his eyes and slowed down.

"Thank you." Yu Zhou walked behind and suddenly said softly.

Song Chuan didn't hear clearly, he stopped and turned to look at him: "What did you say?"

Yu Zhou didn't know if this person did it on purpose, so he immediately changed his face and said viciously, "I said you're an idiot."

"No," Song Chuan smiled, "That's not what you said."

"Fuck, stop pretending when you hear it, okay?"

Did this person do it on purpose?

Song Chuan approached him, then slightly lowered his head to look into his eyes, and said with a smile, "What did you just say?"

The distance between the two is very close, Song Chuan can touch the tip of Yu Zhou's nose by lowering his head a little more.

"I say thank you." Yu Zhou didn't like to get too close to others, he took a few steps back unnaturally and turned his face away.

Song Chuan smiled lightly, then turned around and continued walking.

"Come on boss, let's go play."

The voice was very soft, scratching himself like a feather.

"Where are you going?" Yu Zhou followed Song Chuan.

Song Chuan replied in a pleasant voice: "You just follow me, and it will take about ten minutes to get there."

?

Ten minutes?

go?

Are you fucking sick, bro?

Sunny you told me to walk?

"No," Yu Zhou was a little annoyed, "Are you hungry and have nothing to do after walking for more than ten minutes on a hot day?"

"I'm full, but I have something to do." Song Chuan said.

"Just take a walk after dinner. If you want to take a car, you won't stop here."

Row.

Take a walk after dinner.

Yu Zhou felt that he was more than half deflated after walking for more than ten minutes.

"This is it." Song Chuan stopped.

Yu Zhou raised his head, his eyebrows twisted together.

"Are you sick?" Yu Zhou turned to him and asked.

"Do you have medicine?" Song Chuan asked back.

Seeing that the gate was wide open, with several colorful words "xx Amusement Park" hanging on it, Yu Zhou felt startled and was speechless in his heart.

It was Saturday, and there were many people in the playground, but most of them were adults bringing their children to play. Standing outside at this time, you could hear the laughter and screams of various children inside.

Of course, there are some people in their age group who buy tickets at the door, but they are in pairs of men and women.

There was also a clown standing outside the door holding a large bunch of colorful balloons, bending over to distribute free balloons to the children who entered.

"Do you want one?" Yu Zhou asked him speechlessly, pointing at the balloon.

"Okay." Song Chuan readily agreed.

Yu Zhou originally just asked him if he wanted it in a fit of anger, to see if he was really naive or... okay, but he didn't expect this person to have a thick skin.

Childlike innocence.

Yu Zhou walked over, stood awkwardly in front of the clown, and then thought about his words.

Hello, can I get a balloon for my own child?

Probably a kid taller than me?

Or hello there's a ten... teenage i don't know teenage sucker wanting balloons?

He suddenly realized that he didn't know how old Song Chuan was.

In case this thing is taller than him but smaller than him, then——

What a fucking shame to throw it home.

For a while, Yu Zhou stood there in a daze without saying a word. He embarrassed the balloon giver, so he handed him a balloon very thoughtfully.

Yu Zhou was amnesty, took the balloon and thanked him very politely, and then ran towards Song Chuan under the watchful eyes of a child.

Song Chuan witnessed the whole process, when he saw Yu Zhou coming over with a balloon, he couldn't breathe with laughter.

"Smile," Yu Zhou handed him the balloon impatiently, "Here, the green one is for you."

"...Should I say thank you?" Song Chuan took the balloon, and the green color floated above his head very eye-catchingly.

"And then?" Yu Zhou asked.

"Then what, then go buy a ticket. It's a rare time." Song Chuan smiled and walked towards the ticket office with a balloon in his hand.

Yu Zhou followed, and the people next to him looked at them.

"Hey," Yu Zhou said in a low voice, tugging at the corner of his clothes, "Why are you so not afraid of shame, here are just the two of us."

"What's wrong?" Song Chuan handed over the money and took two tickets, and then gave one to Yu Zhou.

"It's not shameful, we come whenever we like, and there's no notice saying that two men are not allowed to come, right?" Song Chuan smiled.

At this time, Yu Zhou admired his thick skin and shamelessness: "Do you think other people look at us like... what are you looking at?"

He saw a girl looking at them excitedly, whispering something to her boyfriend, who looked at them with a complicated expression.

"What?" Song Chuan asked.

Yu Zhou sighed and said, "Gay."

Song Chuan's eyes widened: "Who?"

"The two of us." Yu Zhou said something, but he immediately realized something was wrong, and added: "It's not us... It's not that I didn't mean it, it's that others see us as... gay."

Song Chuan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then quickly laughed again.

"Laughing fart?" Yu Zhou frowned.

Song Chuan stopped laughing and said, "It's good to get used to it. Girls think about it when they see two handsome boys walking together. And we didn't hold hands or anything, and we are not afraid of the shadow."

The body is not afraid of the shadow slanting.

Yu Zhou read it silently in his mind.

Then he suddenly took Song Chuan's hand very straightly.

What about this?

Is it okay if you hold hands without that feeling?

Yu Zhou wanted to ask.

Someone next to him uttered an exclamation of excitement.

Song Chuan slowly widened his eyes.

The author has something to say:

So sweet, woo woo woo woo, we finally hold hands!