I heard that you seem to have a hard time flirting

"I don't listen to—"

When Shi Liuyun heard what he said, he wanted to turn back, but before he could finish his sentence, Huo Qian pulled the scarf and covered his mouth directly.

"... Woo." The sobbing sound appeared again, with a soft tone, Huo Qian was taken aback for a moment, and when he realized it, his hand had already touched his mouth through the scarf.

It seems very soft.

"Shi Liuyun," Huo Qian fixed his gaze on him, still muttering, "It's quite pleasing to the eye if you keep your mouth shut like this."

But the man obviously didn't want to do what he wanted, so he shook his head and broke away from Huo Qian's hand holding him, and took a step back, his voice was very calm: "Mr. Huo, if you don't leave, tomorrow's actor who has zero scandals since his debut has a relationship with the [-]th line Actor kissing head to head" is about to become a trending search."

The tone was a little raised, with a touch of alienation.

Huo Qian frowned, a sentence was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out, and finally smashed it into his stomach, strode forward and pressed Shi Liuyun's hat "swipe" down. Grab the corner of his scarf and pull it forward.

"Lead the way." Two words fell down.

When Shi Liuyun was pulled by him, Huo Qian slowed down along with him, but still held the scarf in his hand.

He looked at the hand on the scarf that was clenched so tightly that even the veins were exposed. He opened and closed his mouth several times, and finally said nothing, and slowly moved in front of Huo Qian and walked into the alley.

Forget it, if this person really uses a little strength, don't mention grabbing the scarf, if he can lift him up without panting, I still don't want to feel uncomfortable at this time.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, as if there was a barrier between the two of them. All he could feel was Huo Qian's lowering air pressure and the force of being pulled back as soon as he moved a little further away.

Tsk, it's really cloudy and uncertain.

Shi Liuyun pursed his lips, and slowly walked towards the familiar place in his memory. The alley was not too long, and the two of them stopped at a crossing after walking not far.

There is a small shop on the side of the crossing. The door of the shop is dilapidated, and black can be seen between the cracks in the bricks. There are a few dilapidated tables at the door. At first glance, you can tell that it is an old shop that has been in business for decades.

They came quite early, before the blackness of the sky appeared, there was no one around the table at the door, the door of the small shop was half open, and it looked dark inside.

This place...hasn't been here for a long time.

Shi Liuyun paused at the door of the store thinking for a while, squinted at the down-to-earth "Tiantian Noodle Restaurant" hanging on the door of the store, then turned his head and said to Huo Qian: "It's here .”

Huo Qian also followed Shi Liuyun's gaze upwards, and the four words looked a bit shabby under the baptism of years: "This is the noodle shop you recommend wholeheartedly?"

"Don't judge the store by its appearance, please?" Shi Liuyun said, "I have eaten the beef noodles in this store for several years."

As he said that, he stepped forward and wanted to walk into the store, but before taking a few steps, the scarf around his neck was gently pulled off, he leaned back slightly, and in the next second, he was standing beside Huo Qian again.

He was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Huo Qian's side face hidden under the mask, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Huo Qian didn't return, but turned to look at him instead.

But Shi Liuyun couldn't see his straight eyes hidden behind the sunglasses, he could only feel Huo Qian's hand still holding his scarf tightly.

He frowned slightly, Huo Qian's air pressure was still quite low, surrounding him in this not-so-wide alley, there was no airtight space.

His eyes fluttered and raised, his eyes flickered several times, and finally he raised his head slightly, and smiled obediently at Huo Qianyang, a little aggrieved: "Boss, if you don't let go, my legs will hurt again." .”

As he said that, he took a small step forward, raised his right leg slightly and kicked the side of Huo Qian's shoe, and carefully hooked Huo Qian's finger with his fingertips, pretending to burrow into Huo Qian's palm inadvertently.

Huo Qian clenched his fingers, raised his eyebrows and looked down, only to catch a glimpse of a small ankle that the man deliberately exposed.

Wearing white socks with protruding small bones, Shi Liuyun didn't seem to feel that it was enough. He rubbed the toe of his shoe up into Huo Qian's trousers, bent his fingertips, and rubbed against Huo Qian's palm.

This person is really, Huo Qian inexplicably remembered the countless photos stored in his mobile phone, all the time... Knowing how to poke him.

He cursed inwardly, squeezed Shi Liuyun's fingers hard, then quickly let go of the hand holding the scarf, slipped around behind the person, and pushed forward gently.

Shi Liuyun followed his strength and took a step forward, blinked and then turned his head, and saw Huo Qian already sitting at the table at the door of the small shop, looking at him with his arms folded.

He pulled down the sunglasses a little bit, and looked at him with narrowed eyes.

He pursed his lips, shook his legs to let his pants slide down, and then walked into the store.

The lights were not turned on in the shop, and the tables, chairs and menus were not clearly visible. Shi Liuyun stood in the middle of the noodle shop, raised his head and looked around, then walked slowly to a small path next to the kitchen, and shouted as he walked: "grandmother--"

"Alas—" came a resounding reply from within.

Shi Liuyun stopped with a smile, and within a few seconds, a person came out of the shop.

Grandma Wang was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket and an old-fashioned hat with a little gray hair protruding from the edge of the hat. Her old face was wrinkled and she looked dull, but her eyes lit up the moment she saw him .

"Why do you only wear such little clothes?!" Grandma Wang frowned.

Shi Liuyun smiled: "I'm wearing a scarf."

But Grandma Wang didn't buy it at all. She picked up his scarf and squeezed it in her hand. She shook her head in distaste for a while: "This scarf is too thin, like cloth, and it hurts when you touch it. It's okay to just wear it like this." It's better not to wear it!"

Shi Liuyun didn't comment on Grandma Wang's complaints. He looked back and forth a few times at the scarf and the furrowed wrinkles on the old man's face, but finally he just softened his eyes.

He discovered this store when he was just acting. It is an old store and the taste is good. Shi Liuyun usually likes to come here to taste when he is not filming. After coming and going, he became acquainted with the owner.

Grandma Wang's son is working in other places, and his wife died early. She doesn't want to leave the city where she has been staying for decades, so she decides to guard the shop she opened with her husband here, and usually sit by the door with the old people in the alley. It is quite happy to bask in the sun and chat in front of the house, or take a walk with the pet dog Dudu.

At this moment, a crisp "Wow" came from not far away.

When Shi Liuyun turned his head, he saw the white fur all over his body running towards him like flying.

He squatted down with a smile, Dudu slammed into his arms, grabbed the hem of his hanging scarf with his front paws, and stuck out his tongue to lick Shi Liuyun's chin.

Shi Liuyun bent his eyes and pushed it away a little, and while stroking its head and calling it toot, he raised his head to look at Grandma Wang who was smiling at him.

"Grandma." He finally remembered the real purpose of this.

"I'm today..." Shi Liuyun tilted his head slightly to look at the door, "Bring a colleague to your place for a meal, is that okay?"

Grandma Wang's expression was momentarily surprised: "Yes, of course."

She replied with a smile, and after a while, she seemed to think of something, and said, "Bring Xiaolin to eat noodles again this time?"

Shi Liuyun patted the dog's hand for a while.

When Zhou Lin was his boyfriend before, Shi Liuyun would often bring Zhou Lin here to order a bowl of beef noodles, but he never told the old man that Zhou Lin was her boyfriend. People are just ordinary friendships.

The days he didn't want to recall began to pierce his heart with sharp nail horns, Shi Liuyun's face sank, he looked at Dudu's black grape-like eyes that were still looking at him, but his fingers followed them absent-mindedly curls.

He dodged his eyes, Grandma Wang in front of him seemed to sense that his emotions were wrong, she bent her knees slightly and squatted down, trying to say something.

The dull and slow "dongdong" suddenly came from the door.

Shi Liuyun suddenly recovered from the tumbling thoughts, turned his head to look blankly, and saw Huo Qian wearing the sunglasses again, tilting his head slightly and leaning loosely on the wooden door, stretching out his left hand and placing it on the door , Seeing that his eyes met, he raised his chin again and gave a "boom" towards the door.

Not serious, Shi Liuyun heard the slow and clear knock on the door, and felt that Huo Qian, who was hiding under the darkness, was also in the same mood, neither good nor bad.

He lowered his eyes and was just about to say something to save Huo Qian's bad mood that was about to gain the upper hand, when Huo Qian's dark glasses were slightly lowered to meet the hem of the gray scarf.

At this time, Dudu's dirty front paws were still on the scarf, and the mud on his feet had rubbed against the fabric, making the already gray scarf even grayer.

Only then did he remember that he subconsciously thought that the scarf belonged to him just now. He looked at the stains on it and felt that he was a bit wrong. He quickly pulled Dudupa away, wiped the scarf with his hand, put the scarf back on, and turned his head towards Huo Qian smiled.

Huo Qian moved his chin up, unable to see his expression or anything. Shi Liuyun squatted on the ground and was trying to judge the form. In the next second, he heard Huo Qian's faint voice from beside his ear.

"Shi Liuyun," each word came down, "are you so slow in ordering a meal?"

The other party's bad mood was a little hard to control, Shi Liuyun smiled obediently: "Right away."

I saw Huo Qian, who was so low that he covered the sun, nodded his head lightly, then quickly turned around and walked out, leaving only the windy corner of his clothes.

He turned his head with the corners of his mouth stiff, but before he could figure anything out, Grandma Wang looked at him from the door with doubts.

He moved his legs lightly and stood up, touched the brim of his hat and explained: "That's actually not a colleague, but my boss. He... not only has a bad temper, but also likes to oppress employees. It's because of him that I don't have much time to come lately." Look at you."

Grandma Wang still frowned suspiciously. Shi Liuyun saw her mouth open to speak, and immediately turned back: "Grandma, don't you remember, Zhou Lin and I have long since lost contact."

The old man immediately paid attention to the topic that she was more interested in, and then asked: "Huh? When did you stop contacting? Why don't I have any impression?"

"I told you a long time ago," Shi Liuyun said without changing his expression, "I'm afraid you forgot."

In fact, he was afraid that Grandma Wang would ask the reason. He really didn't know how to be vague about the messy matter between him and Zhou Lin, so he kept procrastinating and didn't confess, and the number of times he came here to eat noodles became more and more frequent. few.

Although Grandma Wang still didn't believe it, she thought about it for a while and replied, "No wonder you haven't come to my place for dinner for so long. It turns out that you broke up with someone and even brought me, an old woman, to come to see it."

"What are you talking about!" Shi Liuyun's voice became louder, he rolled his eyes and thought for a while, "I'm really too busy with work."

He tilted his head to look at the wooden door, and said softly, "No way, my boss is perfectionist, and everything must be in line with his own wishes. you……"

He looked at Grandma Wang's half-believing face, and continued: "Well, and he's a trickster, so you can just make him something later, don't worry about him."

"What about you?" Grandma Wang still didn't delve into it, "Same as usual?"

"Just a little less." Shi Liuyun exhaled inwardly.

The old man nodded: "Then I'll make you some hot food. It's very cold today, and your stomach will feel uncomfortable when it's cold."

"Okay, thank you."

Grandma Wang smiled at him, and walked towards the kitchen without asking any more questions.

But Shi Liuyun, who was still standing there, immediately put down the smile on his face. He looked down, saw Dudu's dusty front paws, and remembered that Huo Qian was leaning on the door just now, obviously he couldn't see anything. But can feel the gloom.

A bad premonition suddenly appeared in my heart.

This person... can't hear anything?