Imperfect series

Yan Jun froze for a while, Xia Zhi didn't respond at all, and was still waiting for Yan Jun's next move, but the hands in his hands really felt good, holding hands with a man, it turned out to be this feeling.

In the end, Yan Jun pulled out his hand first, "Remember to lock it in a while." After finishing speaking, he turned and left, Hongdou strolled beside him, ready to be held by the master and go home at any time, but the master didn't want to go home today. meaning, Hongdou wagged his tail and waited for instructions.

Although Xia Zhi didn't take Yan Jun's money, how could Yan Jun ask Xia Zhi to pay for the bill?Go back to the cabinet, find the wallet, open it, take out 200 yuan from it, put it in the trouser pocket, close the cabinet door, and then go back to the study room. I don’t know what happened to his student who went to the school to ask if I haven't asked yet, but I can talk to Xia Zhi...

never mind.Yan Jun sat down, touched the guitar, picked it up and hugged it well, it's better to wait for the news from there, if it's not suitable, it's not too late to ask Xia Zhi.

Xia Zhi stood in front of the cabinet and took a few glances, and couldn't help reaching out to touch the paint of the electric guitar inside. The cheapest that Yan Jun said was only in his own store. The prices of the few gibsons in the book are one digit less, but this does not affect Xia Zhi's longing for the piano in front of him.The reflective paint surface made Xia Zhi want to put a film on the guitar, but he didn't take any more pictures, and closed and locked the door of the cabinet.

Because he felt that he was here for Yan Jun, not the guitars in his shop.Although he did think that Yan Jun was very nice and enthusiastic, and even asked him to play the piano in the store, but he felt that if he really played, it would be bad, and it would make Yan Jun feel that he had a purpose in approaching him, and he didn't like it.Yan Jun probably wouldn't like it either, although Yan Jun wouldn't show it.

Thinking of Yan Jun, Xia Zhi was a little anxious, he wanted to be friends with Yan Jun, a very pure kind.So he hopes that Yan Jun can understand that he doesn't care about the guitars in his store, but cares about Yan Jun's attitude.

Nothing seems wrong.

Yan Jun held the piano and played it gently, the sound was not loud, his hearing was very good, and the strength in his hands was well controlled, which made him look like he was playing the piano to pass the time, rather than eavesdropping on the outside.

He was testing the summer solstice.

Although it was wrong to do so, although he did agree with Xia Zhi to play the piano in the store, but if Xia Zhi played it, he would feel uncomfortable.He also knows that he is narrow-minded, but he just hopes to simply meet someone who is reasonable and will not take advantage of him.

Although he said those words himself, even though he invited them...

Yan Jun was a little annoyed, he didn't know what he wanted, he was very contradictory, even a little annoyed, annoyed at himself, he even wanted to drive Xia Zhi out now, he didn't need friends anymore, he didn't need any of them, he had no expectations, I won't be entangled, I won't be disappointed, I won't... deliberately please, please the other party, and want to keep him.

The tempo of the music was getting faster and faster under his hands. He heard the sound of Xia Zhi closing the cabinet, heard the swaying sound of the key being turned, and heard Xia Zhi's footsteps walking this way, but stopped, and then walked over again.Yan Jun's heart was in his throat, and he couldn't explain why he was nervous.

Walking into the room, Xia Zhi saw Yan Jun playing the guitar, his eyes were looking somewhere in front of him, not at himself anyway.

When Yan Jun heard Xia Zhi approaching, the speed of his hands slowed down and became very casual. Then, he heard Xia Zhi squatting down in front of him, and he fixed his eyes in that direction, hoping that his gaze was on Xia Zhi.

Very good, Xia Zhi thought, now he is looking at me.Although Yan Jun couldn't see anything, at this moment, Yan Jun's out-of-focus eyes were indeed looking at him.

He didn't know what was swelling in his heart, but he knew that the man in front of him was really handsome.

"A song?" Seeing that he was silent, Yan Jun asked.It seems that only when the room is filled with music can they not be embarrassed.

"No." Xia Zhi refused, "I want to hear you play."

Yan Jun asked him, "What do you want to hear?"

Xia Zhi stretched his fingers over and plucked the strings a few times, 53231323, 54323423, "Such a big breath, it seems like everything will be the same." He was a little angry, "I'm going to say something difficult, but you definitely won't. Sing along."

Yan Jun was aroused by him, and he pressed the strings with his whole palm, "Say." Why can't I do it myself?definitely will!

"Business of love!" Xia Zhi propped his chin with both hands, admiring Yan Jun's astonished expression with a little satisfaction, Yan Jun was indeed astonished, he had to admit, "Well, I really can't sing this one."

Xia Zhi laughed happily, but his voice was full of the emotions of a successful prank, "Let me just say it, you definitely don't want to hear it."

Yan Jun grinned and nodded, "Indeed, but," he said, "It's always played in the night market, but it can't be said that it won't be done at all. If you listen to the drool, you will remember the tune after playing it a few times. If you can't remember the lyrics, why not? , I play, you sing?"

Xia Zhi put his hands on Yan Jun's knees and begged for mercy, "Don't, don't, I'm wrong, can't you!"

Almost based on Xia Zhi's posture and position, Yan Jun could know where his head was, and he stretched out his hand to rub Xia Zhi's hair.

Seeing him stretching out his hand, Xia Zhi took the initiative to stretch his head a little bit.

touched it.

Yan Jun rubbed his head twice, and then touched the back of his head. He almost knew what hairstyle Xia Zhi had, so he withdrew his hand.

"How about it?"

Yan Jun was at a loss for Xia Zhi's question, "How about what?"

"Is my head round?"

"Hehe," Yan Junle said, "I'm not sure if your head is round or not, but your hair is soft."

"What happens if the hair is soft?"

"Soft hair means you have a soft heart," Yan Jun told him nonsense, "You have a kind heart, you must be very sentimental."

Xia Zhi was not happy, "This word refers to a little girl, I am a man, a pure man, a big man."

This time Yan Jun was really teased by him, "You're only nineteen, so you're old?"

"It's all the gents right now."

"I haven't heard of it," Yan Jun shook his head, "At most, I heard that girls like fresh meat, just like you."

Xia Zhi was a little tired from squatting, stood up and rubbed her legs, pulled a chair aside and sat down, "I don't like girls, it's so troublesome, I have to coax, go shopping, and pick up and drop off. Why don't you touch my piano more, maybe you can write some tunes."

"Don't like girls?" Yan Jun frowned slightly.

Xia Zhi didn't say much, and urged him, "I don't want to play the piano for me. Dinner will come later. Let's play the song "The Brightest Star in the Night Sky". Don't say no, believe it or not, I won't leave today."

"Well, Xin, come home with me if you don't leave."

Xia Zhi opened his mouth and closed it again, his heart beating a little fast, and after a long time he urged, "Hurry up."

Yan Jun didn't make him wait any longer, the prelude slowly flowed out from his fingertips, and he remembered it in the house, the voice was not too loud, the prelude was over, when he opened his mouth to sing softly, Xia Zhi blushed.