Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

The bar at the Narita Hotel is very distinctive.

The big stage is the center of the bar, with guest tables filled in front of the stage.The best front row seats are always packed.

When Xue Dingbang opened the door and walked in, the magician was doing a tableside show under the stage.He casually ordered a non-alcoholic cocktail, found a seat in the back and sat down.

The magician raised his head and smiled at Xue Dingbang.He swayed his body wrapped in a black performance costume, took steps like a deer, thumped, and came to him in the blink of an eye.

Xue Dingbang lowered his eyes, lowered his head and took a sip of his cocktail.

The magician stood beside him, staring at him silently for dozens of seconds.Finally, it was the magician who couldn't bear it first, and said, "Sir, I've been standing here for so long, why didn't you respond at all?"

Xue Dingbang reluctantly put down his cup, and made a gesture of asking him to sit down.

The spotlights came at them in unison, illuminating the magician's too-beautiful face.

"Do you want to draw a card?" The magician turned his wrist so quickly that it was impossible to see clearly.I don't know how his bare hands, with the sleeves pushed down to the elbows, conjured up a whole deck of playing cards out of thin air.

The guests sitting at the next tables all stretched out their heads to look at them.

"Okay!" Xue Dingbang smiled, randomly drew a card from his hand, and shook it between his fingertips, "Just this time...don't put coins in my mouth again."

The magician's face flushed slightly, and his shyness from the bottom of his heart made Xue Dingbang feel a little impulsive.Suppressing his accelerated heart, Xue Dingbang handed him the card with a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, the magician didn't draw the poker cards, but kept saying "don't show me".He turned his back and let Xue Dingbang show his cards.

Taking advantage of the magician's back to him, Xue Dingbang raised the cards in his hand while speaking.The guests at the next table were very curious, and even came over to see if there were any tricks on the playing cards.

The playing card was passed around several times, and after verification by the guests, everyone felt that it was an ordinary ace of spades.

More precisely - blackjack.

"Are you ready?" The magician turned his back to them and spread his hands.The lights of the stage changed and blurred at this moment, passing through his armpit.

At that moment, Xue Dingbang seemed to have an illusion - those beams of light were the wings of a magician.His thin and slender body was shrouded in a holy light, and the light outlined the curves of his body, coating him with a holy halo.

This feeling only lasted for a few seconds, and what happened next was beyond everyone's expectation.

After Xue Dingbang sent the "OK" signal, the magician quickly turned around, grabbed the card, and put the card on Xue Dingbang's mouth.Xue Dingbang frowned, and before he had time to protest, the magician put his hands on the edge of the table and leaned over to kiss the back of the playing card.

The warm energy emitted by the soft lips is transmitted through a thin piece of paper.Xue Dingbang softened his brows and eyes, and stared seriously at the overly handsome man in front of him.

The starlight in his eyes is now radiant and incomparably bright.The affectionate and focused gaze made people tremble.

The lights on the stage penetrated through the ends of his hair, giving him a clear and transparent beauty.

His warm breath came to his face.

Xue Dingbang took another breath of the air he had breathed.

The drink he just drank was now turning into flames in Xue Dingbang's stomach, making his whole body seem to be on fire.

There were whistles all around, and Xue Dingbang realized that he seemed a little too selfless just now.

Xue Dingbang finally couldn't hold back, pushed him away and said in a low voice, "Naughty!"

Chris Maeda just winked at Xue Dingbang mischievously, picked up a playing card and asked him with a smile: "Sir, is this your card?"

Xue Dingbang raised his eyelids and glanced at the cards, and said, "This is Joker, and my card is Black Jack. You changed the cards? How did you do it?"

"My card is the clown." Maeda Chris smiled triumphantly. He flew the card in his hand, took a few steps back, and bowed to the audience.

Chris Maeda stuck out his tongue playfully at Schrödingbang and said an innocuous pun before saying goodbye to the audience with open arms.

Next, it's the magician's intermission.A new group of people were dancing on the stage of the bar, Xue Dingbang was not thinking about the performance on stage at all.

On the lips, the kiss left by the cards seemed to still have warmth.Xue Dingbang held his chin in a daze, and couldn't help but recall the warmth and softness of those lips.He couldn't remember what drink he drank or what performance he saw afterwards.

This night, all the impressions were left on that kiss across the Joker.

Chris Maeda's work was busier than expected. He didn't have a "half break" at all and worked until midnight.When the pointer turned twelve o'clock, the midnight show in the bar officially started.

It was still early in the night and there were many butterflies flying.Among them, none of them will be called Chris, and none of them should be called Chris.

Before Chris Maeda got off work, Xue Dingbang drove the car from the parking lot early and waited at the entrance of the bar.He was smoking in the driver's seat, and when he saw Chris Maeda flying over like a bird, Xue Dingbang got out of the car and walked towards him.

"I've been waiting for a long time!" Chris Maeda smiled sweetly, and jumped over in two steps.Quietly falling snowflakes fell in along his bare neck and open neckline, "There is a guest pestering me, asking me to do it again, and it's wasted a lot of time to send him away!"

"Is it cold?" Xue Dingbang took off the scarf and wrapped it around Chris Maeda's neck.

Chris Maeda pulled the scarf with both hands, and smiled sweetly: "Your body is a bit cold, Dingbangsang."

Xue Dingbang unbuttoned his coat, and directly wrapped the coquettish kitten into his arms: "Is it still cold?"

Chris Maeda wrapped his hands around Xue Dingbang's waist, pressed his face against Xue Dingbang's chest, and shook his head with a smile.

"Are you tired?" Xue Dingbang lowered his head and kissed him on the top of his hair, "Are there many guests who harass you?"

"Well, two questions, which one should I answer first?" Chris Maeda smiled sweetly, and hugged Xue Dingbang with joy, "Is Dingbangsang jealous, or does he care about me? I can take it as you care My proof?"

Xue Dingbang nodded silently, urging him to continue with his eyes.

"Actually, it's similar to a theater performance - some guests will come here specially to see me. I haven't shown up for a few days, they miss me! However, here, the distance between the audience and the magician is closer. I'll just say it —Come back tomorrow!” Chris Maeda looked up at Xue Dingbang pitifully, “The second question, if I say I’m tired, will Dingbangsang hug me?”

Xue Dingbang frowned in embarrassment, and scolded in a low voice: "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't mean that..." Chris Maeda knew that he would misunderstand, and buried his whole face in his chest embarrassingly, "I mean-I don't want to walk, my legs are numb. "

Xue Dingbang curled his lips, picked up Chris Maeda horizontally, opened the back seat of the car and stuffed it in.

When Xue Dingbang sat in the driver's seat and started the car, Maeda Chris threw himself on his back, grabbed the seat and said, "Let's visit the grave of that dead old woman, shall we?"

Xue Dingbang didn't even think about it, and replied directly: "Okay."

"Dingbangsang is very gentle to me today!" Chris Maeda leaned into Xue Dingbang's ear and blew, "I thought you were going to say—it's getting late, why don't you go tomorrow?"

"Because you want to go." Xue Dingbang said, "I will accompany you."

Chris Maeda's body trembled violently, his lips squirmed, and he couldn't say anything.After a long time, he finally said, "Dingbangsang, can I sit in the co-pilot?"

Xue Dingbang glanced at the rearview mirror, seeing the bright eyes of Chris Maeda in the mirror, his heart trembled.Relying on his dexterous figure, Chris Maeda squeezed through the gap between the driver and the co-pilot, sat beside him, and covered his with a cold little hand.

"Don't make trouble, I'm driving." Xue Dingbang withdrew his hand calmly and looked straight ahead, "Aren't you very tired? You go to sleep for a while, and I will call you when you get there."

Chris Maeda closed his eyes obediently, and muttered: "Dingbangsang must remember to call me." Then, he fell asleep in a daze.In just a few minutes, his breathing became even and shallow.

Xue Dingbang slowed down the speed of the car and tried to drive as smoothly as possible to prevent him from being bumped.

In the darkness and silence, only in this car is there a trace of life.

"Wake up, Chris, we're here." Chris Maeda, who was soundly asleep, was shaken by someone's shoulders. He struggled to open his eyes and found that the roof lights were on and he was covered with Schrödingbang's coat.

Xue Dingbang turned his back to the light, the hair hanging from his forehead brushed the tip of his nose.Maeda Chris felt a little itchy. He wrinkled his little nose and rubbed his nostrils a few times.

"It smells so good, Dingbangsang." Chris Maeda grabbed Xue Dingbang's coat and sniffed it vigorously, "It smells like Dingbangsang! It smells so reassuring."

"You like it, just wear it like this and get out of the car." Xue Dingbang exited the car, lifted the wooden barrel filled with clean water, and reached out to Chris Maeda, "Be careful, there is snow on the ground."

Chris Maeda jumped with joy in his eyes, and jumped out of the car like a bunny.He was wearing Schrödingbang's coat just right, and when he put it on Chris Maeda, it became a blanket.The hem of the coat swept over the calves, and even got a lot of snow.White crystalline snowflakes cling to the hem of the clothes, shining like salt flowers.

Chris Maeda stretched out his hand, looked at him with crooked eyes, and said to Xue Dingbang, "holding hands, is it okay?"

Xue Dingbang responded with a gentle smile, and after sighing helplessly, he carried the bucket and held Chris Maeda's little hand with the other, and walked towards the depths of the cemetery.

The snow fell quietly on their shoulders, covering the footprints they stepped on.In the silent cemetery in the middle of the night, the restless soul turned into the sound of the wind, passed through the gap between the tombstones, and turned into a tragic sob.

Chris Maeda tightened Xue Dingbang's hand, shrunk his neck and looked up at him.