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At the beginning, when Si Jun heard that he was going to the small coastal town next door to participate in the pre-promotion of the company's artist's new movie, his response could be replaced by yawning.

But later he learned that Tong Youming's place to sleep together was at the beach less than two kilometers away from him, so he changed his face like flipping through a book and asked Lei Xiao to book a plane ticket.

"What do you know?" He tapped the ashtray with his knuckles, "I'm full of enthusiasm for the art career and heartfelt longing for my lover. Don't say anything, I'm going to board the plane."

Lei Xiao watched them go to the waiting hall, held the door of the car and bowed, "May the emperor be blessed and safe, happy enthronement."

Then he looked at Chu Qing behind him, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, smiling like cramp. "Regent... the regent, let's go, let's go."

The plane flew for less than two hours in total. Si Jun pretended to flip through the movie script for a while, and felt that the content was too fantasy. The palace of literature and art had already rejected him, a fool who hadn't finished college, coldly. So he rolled his eyes and fell asleep.Not long after, she was woken up by Chu Qing's beating, dragging her luggage and being led out of the airport by the person sent by the producer to pick her up, her whole body was blown into a daze by the crazy wind in Linhai City.

On the way, he hooked a strand of long hair that was blown up by the wind with his fingers, and said affectionately, "I'll take a shampoo commercial for you later?"

Chu Qing punched him on the bridge of the nose, "You fucking want to die."

He smiled and flipped through the photos sent by Tong Youming on his mobile phone, carefully identifying the scenery and buildings inside, and of course he didn't say a word about the fact that he had already arrived.

Tong Youming had borrowed all the books in the downstairs library of the youth hostel in the past few days, and he remembered that there were only four or five pages left in the [-]-format notebook.He opened the inner layer of the backpack and took out a new ink pen, clipped the bookmark to the newly read chapter, put away the desk and chair, got up and walked into the twilight.

Whenever he wanted to focus on those words, he always lost his mind, probably because he was restless and secretly hiding others.

Tong Youming came to the courtyard in front of the hotel, sat on the steps and counted the osmanthus flowers that fell from the tree, one, two, several.

The more he comforted himself that there would be a long time in the future, he didn't have to fight every second in the present life, but his missing would not be convinced because of this, and the anxiety he had never experienced made him at a loss as to what to do.

After the future, there is no future.He patted his forehead to cheer himself up, but he relaxed in the next second.Obviously, only things that are close in front of your eyes can be grasped.

——Si Jun.

In retrospect, the time belonging to the two of them always seems to be very short, a short acquaintance, a short time together, and then a short separation.This was originally a very common thing, but what happened to him, he felt that this short separation became unbearable.

More and more sweet-scented osmanthus fell from the top of his head, and he realized who was standing beside him at some point.

The man who didn't seem to be here patted the beige flower in his palm and smiled carelessly.

"Hey, are you free? I want to talk to you."

Tong Youming's eyes filled with his figure forgot to blink for a moment, he asked blankly, what are you talking about?

"Falling in love." Si Jun pulled him into his arms.

He suddenly had a sense of unreality that was approaching like mountains and seas, but the aura on the man was so strong, like a record that he insisted on reviewing every day, the moment the first note sounded, he could trigger the melody that he was familiar with behind. He couldn't stop thinking about it.There were still a few small sweet-scented osmanthus flowers on his face, which were swept down by trembling eyelashes.

"Miss me to death."

He heard Si Jun's hoarse and muffled voice, and the man buried his face in his collar and took a greedy breath, showing an undisguised expression of satisfaction; Tong Youming leaned on his shoulder to see the clean street in the distance, the setting sun There is still half submerged in the sea, and the street lights here have just been turned on, emitting a little white light like a veil.

He felt a little gentle relaxation, drowsy, spreading from the bottom of his heart like a halo, he said, I was thinking of you and you came.

——He also plucked his flowers for Si Jun to see, without any embarrassment or concealment, as natural as telling thousands of facts.The man rubbed the back of his neck with his hands, like stroking a cat he raised since he was a child, a good-natured touch. "What do you miss me?"

"It seems to be nothing." Tong Youming ruminated on the feeling at that time with doubts, "...just put you in the head?"

Si Jun swallowed the urge to kiss him again. "I said why I sneezed a lot today."

Tong Youming rolled his eyes, the occupational disease broke out untimely, "Ah, the air near the sea is humid but the wind is strong, I think your nasal mucosa may not be used to this irritation..."

Si Jun pressed his head down, dumbfounded. "Then I will infect you."

Tong Youming didn't speak.He clasped his fingers behind Si Jun's back like a lock, put himself on another person, and was ready to follow him at any time.

That night, Tong Youming tactfully expressed to the president his wish to leave the team to play jungle, but the president readily agreed, his honest glasses flashed with wisdom, "Oh, wild, go. "

Tong Youming: "..."

"Pay attention to safety," the venerable student leader shook Tong Youming's arm earnestly, "and concealment."

"President, watch less things you shouldn't see when you're alone."

Si Jun was standing by the road opposite the hotel, smoking a cigarette and waiting for someone. The salty sea breeze crushed the ash into the air. He saw Tong Youming's figure appearing under the beige lamp in the porch of the hotel, with his hands on the He gently closed the door behind him, looked up, and found his presence in the field of vision for the first time; he stood at the other end of the road leisurely, and the lights of the fast-moving vehicles turned into a dazzling and flooding long river. Being separated, we had to stand on the opposite bank and look at each other from a distance.

The green light is on.

As the night fell, they could only remember each other's faces at a very close distance.

The summer nights in the coastal city are more lively than the daytime, and there is an endless stream of tourists who come to spend their summer holidays. Tong Youming led him through the crowded streets of the night market. When they had to be separated by pedestrians, he turned from the front, like It is a heart-stirring close-up that often appears in movies, reaching out to grab Si Jun's cuff, and dragging him slowly in this strange city, with mottled neon lights on his back.

He looked at him, as if there was warm sea water on his chest.

Originating from a feeling that no reason is needed, Si Jun always felt that although Tong Youming was impeccably nice to him, patient and sincere enough, there seemed to be something missing between them; No request, no complaints or dissatisfaction to him, everything looks too perfect, Tong Youming has a rigorous personality, and must have devoted a lot of money to maintain and develop this relationship in private, but as time goes by, the bond deepens, and he probably also Will feel tired.

Excessive caution reflects mistrust in relationships.Si Jun took a sip of beer, whistled out of tune, and imagined in his mind what it would be like for Tong Youming to get angry at him with a red face and red ears.

The subject who was involved in the strange delusion is now squatting on the stone bench at the entrance of the coast bar, biting the straw inserted into the cocktail in his mouth, behind them is a square stage with a simple set, one with an The bearded young man was singing with his guitar in his arms; he stopped for a while, and Tong Youming tilted his head to look at the emerald green beer bottle in Si Jun's hand. When he was pinching something, the slender but not obtrusive tendons bulged on the back of his hand. Looks nice and powerful.

He felt inexplicably tense, similar to the chain reaction when someone scratches a sensitive area.There was a gurgling sound from the bottom of the cup when it was drunk.

Tong Youming rubbed her chin into her curled knees, and suddenly said, "That... tonight... I'm ready."

Si Jun choked out the wine from his throat.