eat, dance, love

At lunch time, Xu Ran brought a group of people over for dinner.

When I went to the B&B to look for Gu Yu, I didn't look carefully, and only then did I realize that Xu Ran almost brought a recording team.Someone came in with a camera on their shoulders, and someone who looked like a director looked around the store and suggested "take a few shots here".

I haven't said this greeting before, and the guys and customers in the store were a little confused when they heard it.

Xu Ran and a man with long hair came to me, with a look of discussion: "Our director wants to take some scenes of Xiao Yu's departure from your place temporarily, can you see if it is convenient?"

My eyes caught Gu Yu finally coming in. He had already changed his clothes, had his hair done, earrings, and sunglasses, obviously ready for the camera.

I didn't ask them what scene they wanted, and I directly agreed: "Okay, you guys can shoot."

The long-haired man stretched out his hand to me, with a full face of gratitude: "I am the producer of this group, my name is Wang Jian, thank you for your venue."

I shook hands with him, and then listened to his shooting needs, and I agreed to them one by one.

The director asked someone to set up the machine and prepare for work.I heard Gu Yu ask with a smile, "Do you want to shoot while eating?" The director's voice was relatively low, and I couldn't hear the content clearly, and then Gu Yu waved at me.

"Brother Xu, come out with me!"

I looked at him with some doubts. He took off his sunglasses and walked towards me with a bit of coquettish expression in his eyes: "Put on your chef's uniform and play the role of uniform temptation."

I:"……"

I still agreed.I suspect that I will agree to any request he makes at this time.

So, both me and the lavender braised pork became props for his recording program.

According to the director's on-site inspiration, he introduced me and Cai to the camera, and said with a smile, "The scenery and people in the simple seaside town have cured my heart disease. I want to compare my heart to them."

As he said that, he turned around to face me, put his hands together to form a heart, put it on the heart first, and then sent it to me.

I know it's a program recording, I know it's the effect of the program, I know his smile is for the camera... But I still can't control my heartbeat.

His eyes suddenly looked like lakes, and I just sank into his lakes.

I couldn't help but say, "If you want, I can make your heart disease never come back."

A trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes, and then the director shouted "OK", and this shot was over.He put down his hands, told the director that he wanted to eat first, and asked if he could wait later to shoot the parts that required him to appear.

The director agreed, and as soon as the photographers left, there were only two of us left at the table.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth, savoring the meat slowly. After chewing a piece of meat for half a minute, he commented: "The taste is very special, you used red wine."

Knowing that he has done some research on wine, I nodded and said, "Syrah from the Hunter Valley, the most classic taste of Australian red wine, was memorized back when I graduated, and it has been around ten years."

He looked up at me for a moment, smiled, and said, "Thank you, I will take it seriously."

He really finished eating a bowl of rice, half a serving, which was the upper limit of his food intake.At this moment, the lunch made for their group in the shop was also on the table, and everyone stopped working for lunch, but he was the only one who had nothing to do.

I put away his bowls and chopsticks, turned around and went back to the house behind the restaurant, and he followed.

No one spoke, the bowls and chopsticks were casually placed on the living room table by me, and my free hand held his wrist without hesitation.We shoved into my room.

It was late in the morning, I didn't draw the curtains, and the room was dark.Close the door, dark on dark.

I pushed him behind the door, bowed my head and kissed him.For this kind of thing, I was like a primary school student in front of him, almost just pestering him with instinct and inner desire, but he completely followed me, allowing me to grope and invade.

My heart was so dry that I couldn't think of him leaving at all. As soon as I thought of this, a strong emotion grabbed my heart, giving birth to a feeling similar to pain.

I think I'm the one who "likes it a little bit beyond imagination".As I kissed him carelessly, I regretted that I didn't accept his simple and straightforward teasing at first, and didn't let him achieve the three-day plan.

Regret drove me even more mad, and my aggression got out of hand and we were both a little suffocated.He pushed me away, panting, looking at me.I thought he was going to say something, but after he caught his breath, he just kissed me again.

This time he took me, seduced me with the flexible tip of his tongue, and led me to explore in his mouth. I learned to close my eyes and linger with him.

This kiss was very long, very wet, so sensational that I almost lost my mind.The hand slid down his shoulder, reaching down and grabbing his waist.He is thin, thin and thin waisted, but muscular.

For the first time, I knew that touching a man could make me burn so badly. I reacted almost immediately, my desire swelled amazingly, my body was as impulsive as a kid, and I pressed over to rub him.

He suddenly laughed and separated from me.

"Brother Xu," he held my face in his hands, his eyes were as provocative as the kiss just now, and someone's saliva was on his lips, shining brightly.What those lips said now seemed to be chanting a spell, he said, "Come to Beijing, okay, I'll wait for you."

I fell under the spell and answered him: "Okay."

Then he hugged me and loosened my belt while kissing my neck very lightly.

They stayed here until the evening after packing up and taking pictures.

In one afternoon, the news that there was a shooting here spread in the town, so when they left, there were a lot of onlookers from the town to see them off.

I watched the black nanny car leave on the side of the road, and I didn't look back until it turned at a fork in the distance.

After I calmed down, I thought about it, and it seemed that this was the first time I saw someone off, and I felt great reluctance and unwillingness.Not only the psychological level, but also the unfinished physical level.

The latter was deliberately made by Gu Yu for me.

In the dark room, he gave me great enjoyment with his hands, teased with the tip of his tongue, and even provoked all my bare skin, making me realize what kind of fairy he is like a scratch.And if I want to fully taste this goblin, I must go to him.

When I was fascinated by him, he said confidently, almost proudly: "There's no way you can't stop looking for me, right?"

right.I have nothing to do.

Our relationship originated from the tacit understanding and rules of adults, and he also used adult methods to firmly grasp me.Open and generous, clear and clear, children and old people are not deceitful.

"I'll wait for you for three months at most. If you haven't come after my program is finished, we'll treat it as a romantic relationship." He said.

I answered "yes" again.

How long is three months?

In Haibao, it is the length of time for a restaurant to change the menu, the length of time for the osmanthus flowers to bloom in my courtyard, and the length of half a semester for Zheng Xingzheng Hao...Three months have passed, everything here will have some changes , but everything is still familiar.

In Beijing, however, in those huge and busy cities, three months is long enough to turn one person into another.He gave me three months, which is so generous that it can be described as being benevolent and righteous.

But I am a little lost in this deadline of benevolence.

Looking around, as far as I can see, everything I am familiar with, used to, and depend on for survival.As Lao Zheng said, I never proposed to leave here, and that's because I really didn't think about leaving.

Eight years old is not an age with a lot of memories.The most impressive scene in my memory, apart from the scene of leaving the Beijing compound, is the scene of coming to Haibao Town.

At that time, Pei Yanya took me to live with my sister in the provincial capital city. That day Haibao opened the sea in autumn, and people from all directions came to eat seafood, and we also came to eat seafood.

Pei Yanya pulled me to stand on the beach, the tide came up and back, the water was clear and blue, the sea and the sky met in the distance, the beauty was shocking and magnificent.

She was so happy that she was a little excited, and hugged me: "Xu, let's stay here and never leave again, okay?"

It's amazing, I remember every look on her face when she said that.Her smile is open, her eyebrows are happy, and her eyes are bright.

As I grew older, I discovered that that demeanor could be called "freshman."

Later, she really never left.So I also subconsciously think that this is where I belong in my life.Even if I leave, it is only temporarily.

Now, however, this understanding has been broken.

If I really leave—for Gu Yu, then I may have to break the agreement with Pei Yanya, for this reason, I feel uneasy.

What's more, I'm not ready to meet Guan Yan, and I haven't settled my anxiety about reunion.

This uneasiness and apprehension aggravated every time I thought of the word "leave", and it made me hesitate.

And as the time away from Gu Yu prolongs, the hesitation becomes more and more serious. I deliberately postponed the "departure" matter, and even refused to arrange it.

Until half a month after he left, I saw the trailer of "Legend of Dance" on the Internet.

In the clip, all four mentors are announced, each with their own strengths and styles.And he is the most thrillingly beautiful among them.

He said to the camera, "Do you want to dance with me?" Immediately, I felt that my body and mind, which took half a month to finally calm down, seemed to be electrified, and I was extremely anxious.

I opened WeChat, and the last record of our conversation was the day before yesterday.

He has entered the recording period and can no longer go to bed at eleven o'clock. In that message, he said to me in voice, "I can't eat enough, I can't sleep well, I want to eat, I want to sleep."

The last word was harsh.

My reply was a very rustic and old expression: a bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks.

He kept ignoring me afterwards.I guess he ignored me at first because he was a little upset with me, but he probably forgot later.I haven't forgotten it, but I don't know when I should look for him, and I have been procrastinating until now.

Logically, I should coax him.

So I cut a few gifs of him in that clip and sent them.When choosing pictures, I saw the photos I took of Huang Tianxiang when we went to his house before, so I also added words to these pictures to make emoticons and sent them to him.

After a few minutes, he came back and said: I want the original picture.

One second later, I added: High-definition pictures that have been edited and added filters to prevent excessive beautification.

A second later, he added: Don't be beautiful.

……

I obediently turned on the computer, and used serious image processing software to edit those pictures for him.Half an hour later, I finally sent him the high-definition big picture of the tranquility, coldness and wind, and he immediately posted on Weibo.

Accompanying text: I miss the holidays, I miss my friends, and I look forward to seeing you again.

Then take a screenshot and send it to me on WeChat.

I suddenly opened a hole in my heart.The temptation named "Gu Yu" drove straight in from that opening, hooking my will tightly.

I think of him—the one who I have secretly followed for more than ten years, the one who chatted with me endlessly, the one who made me want to die at his hands... Get a breath of fresh air.

When I came back to my senses, I finally decided to go to the appointment.

Looking back at that time a long time later, I realized that my obsession with him, like a wild animal hunting its prey, was an incurable instinct.He is my most craved food.