Afraid

Looking at the back of Shang Yan walking away, Shang Qingyun couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, and just as he turned around to go back, he saw the tall man standing behind the backlight at the door——

Shang Qingyun was stunned for a moment, but Cheng Feipeng had already walked towards him.

"Shall we go to eat together?"

As Cheng Feipeng said, he took out the car key from his pocket, and remotely opened a car at the door.

Because it was Shang Yan's proposal before he left, Shang Qingyun couldn't refuse, so he followed Cheng Feipeng into the car.Sitting in the co-pilot, he opened a storage compartment of the car very naturally, took out a blue reindeer buckle from it, and inserted it into the buckle slot of the seat belt.

Cheng Feipeng:! ! !

How does he know where my lock is? !

That locking device——Cheng Feipeng's eyes fell on the reindeer-shaped locking device. It was bought by his brother Shang Qingyun. He bought an animation peripheral many years ago, when both of them were still in school. , Cheng Feipeng had just passed his driver's license test, and he drove the first car that the old man of the Cheng family bought for him, and often acted as a driver for Shang Qingyun.Shang Qingyun likes to sleep curled up on the co-pilot, and bought such an immobilizer because he thought the seat belt was in the way. Cheng Feipeng used it for many years——

Shang Qingyun saw Cheng Feipeng staring at him with a strange expression again, so he called him "Mr. Cheng?"

Cheng Feipeng recovered from his memory and said, "Fasten your seat belt. It's not just a few years ago, when the co-driver didn't wear a seat belt, no one cared."

When he was talking, he stopped looking at Shang Qingyun, and looked at the road ahead. While starting the car, he raised his hand and pulled out the lock, and put it back into the original storage compartment.

Shang Qingyun vaguely felt that there was something in Cheng Feipeng's words, but he still didn't think there was anything wrong with his act of holding the locking device. In his impression, many people put the locking device in the storage compartment. The only thing I didn't find was that Cheng Feipeng's locker storage compartment contained all the items that he might use in his car.

That is to say, even Cheng Feipeng reserved an exclusive space for Shang Qingyun many years ago in the car.

It's a pity that Shang Qingyun has been in his car for so many years, from life to death and from death to life twice, but he didn't find Cheng Feipeng's intentions. It can only be said that he is really nerve-wracked in terms of emotions...

The headlights came on, and the warm yellow beam of light broke through the darkness ahead, carrying Shang Qingyun into the busy street.

The two came to Shiweifang Street, and Cheng Feipeng parked the car at the entrance of Haidilao.When he entered the door, he was still thinking about how long it was since he and my brother came here for dinner last time. His favorite food is the shrimp slippery here, and he likes to squeeze the shrimp slippery by himself, and he can squeeze the shrimp slippery every time. size, and enjoy it.

Shang Qingyun didn't know that Cheng Feipeng's mind was full of memories of eating with him before, and he was just waiting for a while to be asked by Cheng Feipeng how to refuse again when he went to that community.

Cheng Feipeng didn't understand what was wrong with him. Anyway, he ordered shrimp slips when ordering food. When the dishes came, he saw Shang Qingyun grabbed the bag of shrimp slips very naturally, and concentrated on slipping the shrimp one by one. Squeeze into the boiling pot...

The steaming water vapor fluttered between the two like a thin layer of white gauze, blurring the faces of both of them.Therefore, Cheng Feipeng felt in a trance that the people in front of him and the people in his memory were gradually overlapping, especially when he saw Shang Qingyun's satisfied smile as if appreciating the work when he squeezed the last shrimp slide, Cheng Feipeng clearly felt his heart was cruel He trembled violently.

However, due to the interference of water vapor, Shang Qingyun still didn't notice anything strange about Cheng Feipeng.It is also possible that he has formed a habit that he didn't even realize when he was with Cheng Feipeng in the past many years - because he trusts with all his heart, he is undefended, and because he is used to being with him, he pays less attention.

So Shang Qingyun didn't notice the change of Cheng Feipeng's mood at this time and he didn't notice Cheng Feipeng's feelings for him until his death. The reason is the same. To sum it up in one sentence: Mr. Cheng got used to it!

Bao'er, who Cheng Feipeng was used to, was unwilling to kiss even to death, and he couldn't blame others, two words: deserve it!

However, looking at Shang Qingyun in front of him, Cheng Feipeng suddenly didn't want to ask him what he was doing in that community in the afternoon. He suddenly had a bold idea in his heart, but in order to get another chance to experiment, he decided to create a plausible one for himself. excuse.

So, he said, "If you don't want to talk about what happened this afternoon, you can."

Shang Qingyun stopped the chopsticks holding the vegetables, and looked at him suspiciously.

Through the steaming water, Shang Qingyun saw Cheng Feipeng leaning against the back of the chair with his arms around him, staring at him critically and jokingly with a look he had never seen before, and said, "Come home with me tonight."

Shang Qingyun's chopsticks fell directly into the copper pot! ! !

But Cheng Feipeng picked up the chopsticks that he had put aside since he entered the door, and started to eat.

Shang Qingyun had rejection written all over his body. He waited for a while before opening his mouth and asked, "What if I don't go?"

Cheng Feipeng didn't even raise his head, "The cameras captured that you went to Unit 2, Building 2, Shuguang Community this afternoon, and you went to 601. You told me that you were collecting waste, but the residents of 601 called to collect waste. The person is not you at all, so I suspect that you are related to my friend's case, if you don't listen to me, you should be very clear about what will happen afterwards, right?"

After Cheng Feipeng finished speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Shang Qingyun. Unexpectedly, there was no anger or panic on Shang Qingyun's face, and there was a kind of sadness that others could not understand.Then, he saw Shang Qingyun opened his mouth twice, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end Shang Qingyun didn't say anything.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the pile of shrimp slips in his bowl and stared blankly.He still couldn't confess his identity to Cheng Feipeng, and he still couldn't respond to his feelings.Although Cheng Feipeng asked him to go home with him, Shang Qingyun believed that as long as Cheng Feipeng still believed that love is sacred as he did back then, he would never do anything outrageous to himself today... Go home, just go home .

Seeing Shang Qingyun in a daze, Cheng Feipeng frowned noncommittally, but inadvertently discovered that Shang Qingyun was silent, which added a mysterious and melancholy temperament to his already outstanding face for no reason. But it still exudes a strong charm.

Cheng Feipeng even felt that if Shang Qingyun hadn't had a lot of criminal records in the past, he wouldn't even have a wife because of his face.Of course, now it seems that not having a wife may not be a bad thing.

Shang Qingyun's silence was the answer to Cheng Feipeng's request.After the two had dinner, Cheng Feipeng drove Shang Qingyun back to his home.

No words the whole time.There was an indescribable embarrassment in the whole car.

Shang Qingyun leaned against the car window, watching the street scene passing by, his eyelids gradually felt heavy, and at some point, he curled up on the back of the chair and fell asleep.

Cheng Feipeng drove the car into the underground garage and parked it. When he turned his head, he saw Shang Qingyun curled up on the passenger seat, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.He was holding a pillow in his arms, with one arm under one side of his face. Because of the seat belts on his body, his legs were restricted and could not be retracted to stick to the pillow. This posture seemed awkward.The seat belt scraped up Shang Qingyun's jacket, and a section of waist was exposed between the slits. It was not as thin as a white fish in Cheng Feipeng's memory, but it was unique because of its well-defined muscles and smooth texture.

Cheng Feipeng quickly looked away, and while listening to his own heartbeat, he was amazed at the similarity of the two Shang Qingyun's sleeping postures, and because of this, he felt more and more that the decision to bring him back to observe closely was correct.

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone broke the ambiguity of a car slowly passing by.