fingertips around

In the morning, after Xiao Shuyuan finished washing, he opened the bedroom door and smelled the fragrance from the kitchen.

He has seen many different looks of Zheng Yao, bewitching, tearing the stage, and singing affectionately, but he has never seen Zheng Yao wearing the clothes he wore when he was sleeping yesterday and wearing an apron. , preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

The belt of the apron was tied tightly, revealing Zheng Yao's lean waist.

"Morning." Xiao Shuyuan walked behind Zheng Yao, and naturally hugged him from behind.

"Hmm..." Zheng Yao was holding a spatula to fry poached eggs, but Xiao Shuyuan's hand rested on the soft flesh of his waist, and he couldn't help trembling.

"Be careful." Xiao Shuyuan quickly caught the handle of the spatula that had slipped from Zheng Yao's hand, wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and turned the eggs in the pot with ease with the other hand.

"Brother, I want to go back and get something today."

"I don't have class in the afternoon, I'll take you there."

"Yeah." Zheng Yao nodded, looking down at Xiao Shuyuan's hand on his waist, "Then...uh..."

Xiao Shuyuan realized that this gesture was too ambiguous, so he let go of his hands in embarrassment, "Go and wash your hands, and have breakfast right away."

Maybe it's professional habits. Even if I have left that line of work, many habits have become chronic diseases and are deeply rooted.Seeing the figure of Zheng Yao leaving the kitchen, Xiao Shuyuan glanced lightly, then quickly looked away.

too skinny.

Thinking this way, Xiao Shuyuan added another poached egg to Zheng Yao's bowl.

Every Thursday is the day when Xiao Shuyuan has the fewest classes, only one or two classes in the morning.After class, he sat at his desk, sometimes looking at his watch and sometimes preparing lesson plans, but all he could think about was Zheng Yao.

Thinking of how he prepared breakfast in the kitchen in the morning, thinking of the warm touch on my hands when I hugged him, thinking of the "brother" he called himself.

Want to see him soon.

Xiao Shuyuan, who has always liked work, wanted to be passive and sabotage for the first time, leaving early and going home.

His desk has four drawers, the bottom drawer is locked.Xiao Shuyuan stared at the locked drawer for a long time, finally took out a key from his pocket and opened the lock.

Then Xiao Shuyuan felt that he could hold on for a while longer.

"Mr. Xiao, do you want to have lunch together? The cafeteria has new western food today!"

The female teacher at the next table offered him a dinner invitation very graciously, which happened almost every day.

Xiao Shuyuan originally had a good appearance and high professional ability. Among his colleagues, male colleagues admired his abilities, and female colleagues admired him very much.

Xiao Shuyuan pushed his glasses and declined politely, "No, I have to go, I have something to do this afternoon."

"Alright then, let's go together next time!"

He kept his word and went home on time as soon as lunch was over. When he saw the new takeaway packaging on the ground, he knew in his heart that Zheng Yao ordered takeaway for lunch.

Xiao Shuyuan originally wanted to...

Zheng Yao has already packed up, and a suitcase is emptied, ready to take it back to pack things and drag it over.Seeing Xiao Shuyuan opened the door and standing at the door, Zheng Yao quickly dragged his suitcase and walked towards him, then suddenly remembered something, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes." Xiao Shuyuan said.

Only then did Zheng Yao feel relieved, and walked towards Xiao Shuyuan who was standing at the door without any worries.

After the rush hour for lunch, and the weather was hot, there were no cars or pedestrians on the road in the afternoon, and the road to Zheng Yao's house was unimpeded.

Zheng Yao didn't have any savings, the house was rented, it was completely incomparable with Xiao Shuyuan's house, and he only paid for it for one year.He is married now, but he cannot entrust his whole being to Xiao Shuyuan.He was in the current situation because he trusted others too easily.

Xiao Shuyuan's promise is like a piece of honey, and Zheng Yao is a weak ant. When the honey solidifies, he can eat it bit by bit, but when the piece of honey melts, he, the poor ant, will die. will drown.

Zheng Yao's key had already been inserted into the door lock, and he slowly did not open the door, "My house is in a mess, why don't you wait for me at the door? I, I will be fine soon."

"It does not matter, I do not mind."

"Okay." Zheng Yao opened the door, and brought Xiao Shuyuan a new pair of slippers at the door, "You can wear them as you will, maybe the size is a bit small."

"Do you want something to drink? There are mineral water, coke and beer in the refrigerator. There is no hot water at home, why don't you wait for me to boil it and make you tea?"

"No, mineral water is fine."

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

Xiao Shuyuan pushed his glasses calmly, and took a rough look at Zheng Yao's home.There is no TV in the living room, that place is replaced by an electronic keyboard, with a guitar and a bass standing next to it.There are many sheets of draft paper full of music scores on the table, and several crumpled pieces of paper are placed in the trash can.

Although he didn't find it strange, he felt a little blocked, because he imagined Zheng Yao sitting on a chair and writing a song.

Write a lot, throw a lot.

Xiao Shuyuan hurriedly withdrew his gaze, trying to cover his ears, and then his eyes swept to the sofa. On the gray sofa was a pillow and a thin quilt, wrinkled into a ball.

Immediately, he was depressed all morning and last night, and his mood returned to normal level, even the corners of his mouth raised a little unconsciously.

Seeing Zheng Yao coming out of the kitchen, Xiao Shuyuan also took a few steps towards him, took Zheng Yao's mineral water, "Thank you."

Xiao Shuyuan glanced lightly at the pillows and quilt on the sofa, "Do you usually sleep on the sofa?"

"Well, sleeping on the sofa is more comfortable." Zheng Yao said without thinking while taking clothes from the closet and stuffing them into the suitcase, as if this was a very common thing.

Xiao Shuyuan helped him roll up his clothes and put them in the suitcase to save more space. The movements of his hands did not stop, but his tone sounded brisk, "I'm hungry, eat with me later."

"Huh? When I asked you at home just now, didn't you say you had eaten?" Zheng Yao paused, although he guessed that Xiao Shuyuan had lied when he was at home, he still looked at Xiao Shuyuan suspiciously, his eyes were thirsty for knowledge Xiao Shuyuan didn't see it, and only left him with a proud head.

"I have eaten," Xiao Shuyuan coughed unnaturally, "but now I'm hungry again."

"Okay, what do you want to eat then?" Zheng Yao asked.

“Cantonese food.”

"No problem, I'll go when I'm ready."

Xiao Shuyuan stopped talking, sat on the chair and watched Zheng Yao tidy up his clothes.Zheng Yao packed some other things in the suitcase, such as clothes, shoes, darts, Rubik's Cube, etc., but he didn't touch a single item related to music.

"Brother, I'm done." Zheng Yao closed the suitcase and pulled up the lever, looking ready to go.

"Is it gone? I thought you came back to get the instrument."

Zheng Yao's body was obviously stiff, and there was surprise in his eyes but it was fleeting. He has never been good at lying, and he couldn't help touching his nose when he lied, "... there is this reason, but I'm afraid you will It's noisy."

"No," Xiao Shuyuan said without hesitation, "Take it, I...my mother likes your song."