superficial dialogue

Ke Jiang turned around and took Xie Baijing in. He walked quickly, ordering someone to order a bowl of noodles as he walked.It was Ke Jiang's birthday, and Jiang's mother had this habit again. The kitchen prepared his longevity noodles early, and the noodle soup was boiled for a long time.Seeing that he had brought a strange guest into the hall instead of entering the hall, the servant sat down in the small side hall next to the kitchen, and understood that this guest must be different, so he quickly brought a bowl of noodles.Xie Baijing pushed the bowl and signaled Ke Jiang to eat, but Ke Jiang said helplessly, "I'm still short? Here's yours, you eat."

Xie Baijing no longer refused, picked up the chopsticks and ate.His daily eating is very good-looking, elegant and neat, which always makes Ke Jiang think whether this person has practiced secretly by himself, or is a gifted person. Anyway, his behavior does not look like he could be cultivated from that market family.It's just that he might be really hungry now, eating very fast, eyes half down.Ke Jiang watched closely from the side to see that Xie Baijing must have come out of some studio to catch the plane. Vibrate slightly.The more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he wondered why he looked like an abusive capitalist?This person has also made a lot of money, so he can't eat a bowl of mediocre noodles like this, right?

Ke Jiang couldn't help it: "Eat slowly."

Xie Baijing stopped his chopsticks and looked at him: "OK."

He really slowed down eating, Ke Jiang looked at it for a while, and couldn't help it: "Eat whatever you want."

Xie Baijing smiled softly, and before Ke Jiang spoke, he lowered his eyes and concentrated on eating the noodles, as if the bowl in front of him was the most delicious in the world.Ke Jiang wanted to say that he would wash his face later before leaving, but felt that such an entrustment was too intimate, so he turned his head and played with his hands in boredom, interlacing his slender fingers.

"Don't look at your hands." Xie Baijing said subconsciously. He held his breath inexplicably when he met Ke Jiang's gaze, and lowered his voice a little bit, even a little dazed, "What's wrong?"

Ke Jiang said impatiently, "Leave me alone, eat yours."

A few minutes later, Xie Baijing put down his chopsticks.He ate very clean, with only a little noodle soup left. The servant prepared a warm towel for him in advance. After he took it up and wiped his mouth, he put the towel back in an orderly manner.During the whole process, Xie Baijing's eyes fell on Ke Jiang with strong nostalgia, scorching hot, but remained silent all the time.This is Xie Baijing's nature, and Ke Jiang knows that this is a sign that he is about to leave.Listening to the lively laughter of the people at the dinner party not far away, and as the protagonist, he sat in this not very spacious side hall, with the fingers of his hands intertwined, waiting for a not-so-good old lover to finish eating Even if the air was about to freeze in embarrassment, he didn't want to stand up and leave.

"I miss you very much," Xie Baijing said suddenly, "I still miss you very much during this time."

Ke Jiang froze.

Xie Baijing: "I miss you very much when I'm working, or when I go back to my room to rest." He didn't ask Ke Jiang if he missed him, and he probably got only a perfunctory answer from Ke Jiang. In a steady tone as if announcing something on the stage, he stated his own facts, "I don't know if you are doing well, and I worry all day long that I can't find where you are celebrating your birthday. Once I had already booked a ticket, but they stopped me I figured it out later, I was really not rational enough, and I am not good enough for you now."

Ke Jiang: "I'm not... dead, or how should I say it, I won't meet each other in my life, what's the matter?"

Xie Baijing: "As for. Don't mention the word 'death'."

"You don't look good like this," Ke Jiang said sincerely, "Maybe you are young now, that's why you are dying, and you don't look like you anymore."

Xie Baijing curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner.He put one hand on the armrest of his chair, bent over, and gently placed a kiss on Ke Jiang's cheek. Compared with the intimacy between lovers, it was more like a polite and unfamiliar relationship between a pair of long-lost friends. Face-to-face ceremony.This kind of action should have been aggressive, but Xie Baijing was like a wild beast that put its fangs away. It was so docile and careful that Ke Jiang shrank back, but in the end he still didn't dodge. He lowered his eyes and saw the young man's face approaching a place where he could feel his breath.

He could even feel the light in Xie Baijing's eyes. He had had so many tacit understandings before, so he could naturally sense Xie Baijing's desire to kiss, but Xie Baijing slowly returned to his original position as if he was holding back.Ke Jiang frowned unconsciously: "There are still many guests waiting for me over there, so go to the airport earlier."

"it is good."

Xie Baijing came here by renting a car, but Ke Jiang didn't get up to see him off in person.This is actually not quite in line with etiquette, he always feels that he is out of shape all day long, and he regrets saying to Xie Baijing, "You look so ugly", this is not good, as if he is condescending to criticize; he should not let People came into the house to have something to eat, as the host, he didn't entertain them very well, and even issued an order to evict them hastily at the end; but facing Xie Baijing, his ambivalence of softness and retreat, heartbeat and disgust, and It's hard to make him smile at people.

In the final analysis, he shouldn't have anything to do with Xie Baijing anymore!

He stood up and went back to the banquet hall.Some people looked at him with hidden curiosity, which soon turned into enthusiastic smiles.Zhang Yuntian and his little girlfriend stood side by side, their gazes were full of inquiry.Ke Jiang unhurriedly greeted them one by one again, and talked with them with ease.Gradually, the banquet was coming to an end. The guests and the host had a good time all night, watching the beautiful cakes being cut and distributed to everyone, as well as the traditional Chinese Longevity Noodles, one bowl per person.Ke Jiang didn't have much appetite, but he had to eat this kind of thing, so he took a few symbolic bites.The huge windows in the hall were half covered by the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and some colorful light shone on him faintly.He looked back and saw that it was fireworks from the sky, so he didn't care much.

"Happy birthday!"

Ke Jiang bowed his head with a smile and said thank you.The fireworks outside are always non-stop. The servants specially came to open the curtains to fully reveal the large and small fireworks in the night. They rise one by one in the dark sky, and then burst into dazzling brilliance. Seeing the smog left in the sky, it was quickly covered by the next piece of brilliance.The indoor sound insulation is very good, and there is no sound at all. People just regard it as a beautiful setting and give a few polite compliments.Until Jiang's mother walked to Ke Jiang's side, she whispered to herself with some doubts: "I didn't arrange fireworks."

Ke Jiang was taken aback for a moment, and a person popped out of his mind subconsciously.

"I... I'll ask."

Ke Jiang pulled away again.He went to the balcony on the second floor by himself. From upstairs, he could see the light fragments rising and blooming in the sky more clearly. The fireworks had been set off for too long.He took out his mobile phone, and the person on the other end answered it almost immediately: "Brother Jiang, I'm almost at the airport."

Ke Jiang withdrew his gaze from searching the darkness in front of him, and asked, "Did you set off the fireworks?"

Xie Baijing acquiesced.

"Why are you still plagiarizing?" Ke Jiang couldn't laugh or cry, "I let you off, but you have to let it off once. Are you trying to get revenge on me?"

"I didn't!" Xie Baijing hurriedly said, "I just thought you liked it. I can't think of anything else..."

This is indeed true, Xie Baijing estimated that the romantic cell in his forehead is 0, and he is not good at being smart in this area, and he can only copy the homework of the model students after racking his brains.But this does not hinder Ke Jiang's helplessness: He didn't really care about people at the beginning, but he was willing to spend his time to build a magnificent romantic picture just to sleep with a boy he liked, but Xie Baijing was destined not to be able to. .

This may also be a problem that has existed between them for a long time but has always been ignored. When Ke Jiang expresses his feelings, he is full of desire for expression.It may come from his childhood, he needs to be more well-behaved, cuter, and more sensible, and these qualities need to be fully seen by others before he can have a preference.Therefore, whether it is to relatives, friends and loved ones, whether it is sincere or false, Ke Jiang is not afraid to express his dedication. What he needs is conclusive feedback, rather than seeking evidence of being loved in his relationship.But Xie Baijing is different from this. Xie Baijing resists this kind of "performance" in essence. When Ke Jiang is passionately pursuing unilaterally, he wishes he could back away;Even if he himself admits that he has the deepest feelings for Ke Jiang and is most afraid of Ke Jiang's departure, he can only do some clumsy and unsightly cursive actions now.

Xie Baijing broke the silence between the two with some disappointment: "Did you open the present?"

"Yeah." Ke Jiang said, "I really like it, thank you."

He didn't actually look at it at all.Ke Jiang celebrates his birthday every year, and the gifts he receives are too numerous to enumerate. There is no time to unwrap them and look at them one by one.It was given to him by Xie Baijing, and he had barely seen it from the outer packaging just now, probably it was a tie, it could be so ugly.

Xie Baijing stubbornly said, "You didn't read it, did you?"

Ke Jiang was a little annoyed at being exposed, thinking that you can know this, and said feebly, "I'm going to dismantle it now, that's fine."

He asked someone to send Xie Baijing's gift to the room on the second floor.Holding the phone in one hand, he strode back to the room and slammed the door shut.Xie Baijing said "slow down" calmly on the phone, but he pretended not to hear.The tie was neatly packed in a long packing box. Ke Jiang opened the lid of the box with one hand, threw it aside, then roughly pulled out the tie from it, and said casually, "It's been dismantled now. It's good, it's very good. Take... what is this?"

Xie Baijing: "My card has some money in it, and the password is your birthday."

What he said couldn't be more clear.Ke Jiang: "..."

Who cares about your money?Ke Jiang almost said these words, and almost laughed out of anger: "I'm fucking short of money?!"

"Don't you still think that you owe me some money?" Ke Jiang got angry and raised his voice, "Then I told you a long time ago, I am generous, I have too much money to spend, If you don't give me the money, it's not in line with the rules of the industry, and it's against my own conscience. You don't need to pay it back!"

Xie Baijing's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his voice seemed to be gritted his teeth. He didn't answer Ke Jiang's other words, but just stared at those words: "You are not...to spoil me."

Ke Jiang knew that he had made a mistake, so he closed his lips tightly.

"That's not what I meant," Xie Baijing said on the other end of the phone. His anger seemed to have only lasted for a second, and now he was reluctantly eased. His voice was low, and there was even a hint of pleading, "I have nothing to give you. Got it, do you understand. I just want to make you lose a little less... just a little less."

Ke Jiang took a deep breath, imagining the manner in which the young man said these words, and fell silent.

Xie Baijing never seemed to bend his straight back before, but now he said in a calm tone, "I have nothing to give you."He withdrew his stinging arrogance, closed his fangs, lowered his head, and followed Ke Jiang blindly. It was impossible for Ke Jiang to remain calm.If he could be really ruthless, he wouldn't be entangled with Xie Baijing until now.Ke Jiang lost his way in the constant wavering, he sometimes felt that it was unnecessary to live with hatred, since he would still be attracted to that indifferent young man with infinite tenderness, then he should wait for time to slowly fade away. Good thing; sometimes I feel that the conflict between him and Xie Baijing is deep-rooted, and the last time's bad blood was just a concentrated outbreak of them.

What should he do?

Will they go back to the past, or will they have a different future?

Xie Baijing asked: "Do you still want to hear me sing the birthday song?"

Ke Jiang didn't say anything.

"Happy Birthday……"

"I wish you happiness, health, and bright future..."

The young man's voice was clear and gentle, with slight tremors, not perfect.After half the song was sung, it stopped abruptly. Before Ke Jiang wanted to hang up the phone impulsively, Xie Baijing said, "I'm sorry, Jiang Bao. I love you."

Ke Jiang vaguely heard the sound of "咻——", he turned his head to look, and a light spot in the sky outside the window exploded into a very large and gorgeous flower, which was a mixture of golden yellow and silver white, which came from an unknown person. The romance of the romantic man.