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Huo Qiao let out a "hmm" and walked towards the room.

Chu Yan was a little hesitant, he hesitated and asked, "Why don't I ask if there are any other rooms?"

Huo Qiao turned to look at him when he heard what he said.

Chu Yan stood at the door of the room, looking a little uneasy, as if he had done something bad and was caught by someone.

Huo Qiao raised his eyebrows.

Chu Yan was unconsciously pinching the strap of his backpack and waiting for Huo Qiao's answer, but saw Huo Qiao walking back and stopping in front of him, leaning slightly to look at him.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Huo Qiao's eyes.

Huo Qiao's eyes were very beautiful, reflecting the warm light of the wall lamp in the corridor, but the pupils that were not illuminated appeared dark and gloomy.

He looked at Chu Yan and suddenly laughed, "What are you afraid of?"

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "I'm afraid you mind..."

Huo Qiao stared at him for a while, then straightened up, his demeanor showed a bit of sluggishness.

Chu Yan heard his voice and asked lazily: "What will you do to me?"

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Chu Yan opened his eyes wide in shock, and hurriedly denied: "I won't! How could I treat you..."

Huo Qiao clicked his tongue softly, and said as if he thought it was troublesome: "That's all."

"Give me something," he extended a hand towards Chu, "I want to take a bath."

Chu Yan blinked slowly.

With an "oh", he found Huo Qiao's shopping bag from his schoolbag and handed it to him.

The toilet and bathroom in the room are connected together. Before entering the bathroom, Huo Qiao asked him if he needed the toilet.

Chu Yan quickly waved his hand and said, "No need."

It was only when the sound of shower water sounded in the room that Chu Yan recovered from his daze.

He looked at the big bed in the middle of the room.

The bed is a standard double bed, which is definitely enough for him and Huo Qiao.

However, since Chu Yan knew his sexual orientation, he has never slept in the same bed with other people of the same sex, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Listening to the sound of water in the room, Chu Yan always felt restless, so he simply opened the APP and began to recite English words. Gradually, he was immersed in the study and no longer nervous.

When Huo Qiao came out of the shower, he saw Chu Yan sitting at the table reciting words.

He was a little helpless suddenly, thinking that Chu Yanke really loves to study.

After Chu Yan finished reciting a page of vocabulary, seeing that Huo Qiao had come out, he also found a change of clothes and went to take a shower.

It was still early when he came out of the shower, and Huo Qiao was sitting on the sofa and using the remote control to tune the TV station.

Chu Yan went over and sat next to Huo Qiao to watch with him.

His hair was still wet and dripping water, Huo Qiao glanced at him, frowned slightly and said, "Dry your hair."

Chu Yan said "oh", and covered his head with the towel in his hand.

Seeing Huo Qiao's wet hair, he couldn't help but ask in doubt, "Why didn't you wipe your hair?"

Huo Qiao stared at the TV, lazily "hmm", and didn't give Chu Yan much response.

Chu Yan pursed his lips, feeling that Huo Qiao wasn't listening to him at all.

He wiped his hair half dry, looked at Huo Qiao who was still staring at the TV, and suddenly thought of playing a prank.

Chu Yan carefully moved himself towards Huo Qiao, trying to cover Huo Qiao's head with the towel while Huo Qiao was not paying attention.

It's just that Huo Qiao noticed it in advance. Just when Chu Yan was about to move, Huo Qiao reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Chu Yan was pulled by Huo Qiao unpreparedly, his body's center of gravity was not controlled well, and he fell directly on Huo Qiao!

His nose bumped against Huo Qiao's shoulder, and suddenly he felt sore and painful, and Chu Yan let out a "huh".

Huo Qiao's eyes fell back on Chu Yan.

He didn't expect Chu Yan to fall directly towards him, and the other empty hand subconsciously wanted to help Chu Yan, but it touched a piece of delicate skin.

He paused and looked up.

Because of Chu Yan's falling posture, the short T on his body was lifted up to reveal a white and tender waist, and his hand was placed on Chu Yan's exposed slender waist.

Huo Qiao: "..."

He moved his hand away as if he had been burned, and felt that Chu Yan's exposed skin was very eye-catching. Huo Qiao frowned slightly, and raised his hand to pull Chu Yan's clothes back up.

This move happened in a short period of time, and Chu Yan didn't even notice it.

His nose was sore and sore, and he couldn't help but rubbed his forehead on Huo Qiao's shoulder aggrievedly.

Huo Qiao took a breath, and he lifted Chu Yan's chin helplessly, "Did you hit it? Let me see."

Chu Yan's eyes were a little wet from the sore nose, and when he looked up, Xiaolu's eyes were wet.

Seeing him like this, Huo Qiao frowned and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Yan came back to his senses, sat up slowly, touched his nose with his hand, shook his head again, and smiled embarrassedly, "It's just sour."

Huo Qiao frowned, seeing that the tip of Chu Yan's nose was flushed, he clicked his tongue and said, "Stupid."

Hearing what he said, Chu Yan blinked, and said to him solemnly: "I think you are also responsible."

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Huo Qiao looked at him amusedly, "Are you trying to scare me, or is it my fault?"

Chu Yan: "..."

He couldn't say anything to refute, so he flattened his mouth.

Seeing him like this, Huo Qiao sighed, took the remote control and turned off the TV.

"Go, get out." Huo Qiao stood up.

"Huh?" Chu Yan looked at him suspiciously.

Huo Qiao said, "I'll find you a hospital to look at your nose."

"Hey?"

Chu Yan hurriedly pulled on his slippers and followed behind Huo Qiao.

"No," he said, "my nose is all right."

Huo Qiao went to the door to change his shoes without looking back, "It won't hurt to check."

Chu Yan blinked, but still felt that he didn't have to go.

Huo Qiao looked at Chu Yan's expression of "no need to bother", raised his eyebrows and said, "If there is nothing wrong after the inspection, we can still go shopping on the ancient street and eat some snacks or something."

It was not too late at this time, and the ancient street had a different style in the night.

Chu Yan had heard from Zhong Le and the others that the night in the ancient street was also very lively, so his eyes lit up when he heard Huo Qiao's proposal, and he no longer refused.

They first asked Xi Weiwei's aunt where there was a clinic, and after being told that there was one on South Third Street, they walked towards South Third Street.

……

The night in the ancient street is indeed very lively, but Chu Yan found that the busiest place is in the central business district of the ancient street, where the lights are bright, and many businesses are not closed. Yue's tactful voice came.

As you walk further, there are gradually fewer shops around that are still open.

Most of the people here live on the ancient streets. Many people have lived here for decades. Those ancient buildings that are historical and cultural heritage in the eyes of tourists are actually their ancestral houses for generations.

"Zhang's Jimin Medicine Hall" on South Third Street is a traditional Chinese medicine shop. When they went there, the apprentices were still pounding medicine on the counter. When they saw the two of them, they shouted to the back room separated by the blue and white curtain: "Master, there is The patient is here!"

After a while, an old man with gray hair, reading glasses and a white coat opened the curtain and came out.

Seeing the old man's attire, Chu Yan and Huo Qiao were stunned. Just looking at the quaint look of the medicine hall, they thought the doctor might be wearing a long gown.

"Keep pace with the times," the old man smiled when he saw the two of them stunned, and said, "Young people like you don't wear white coats, don't worry about me."

He looked at the two of them, "Which one of you wants to see a doctor?"

Huo Qiao pushed Chu Yan and said, "He."

The old man checked Chu Yan's nose, then waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, I didn't hit a bone and there was no blood congestion, just go back and apply it."

Chu Yan quickly thanked him.

Coming out of the clinic, Chu Yan was completely attracted by the ancient street at night.

"I just said it's okay?"

He looked at Huo Qiao brightly, "Can we go shopping now?"

Huo Qiao frowned and asked him, "Where do you want to go?"

Chu Yan looked around, then pointed in a direction, "Over there."

It was far away from the center of the ancient street, and even the street lights were not bright enough at a glance.

Huo Qiao looked at Chu Yan, "Are you sure?"

Chu Yan nodded.

"Okay," Huo Qiao said helplessly, leading Chu Yan over there.

After walking there, they realized that although there were not as many brightly lit shops as in the center of the ancient street, it was not deserted.

There is a bluestone arch bridge in the distance, and a black-covered boat with lanterns is slowly coming in the small river.

The boatman is a hale and hearty old man. He sang a simple and melodious fisherman's song while rowing the oar: "Go back to the boat~~~ Moon~~~~~~~~"

A deep voice rang out from the shore, "Old Li, how's your harvest today?"

The boatman laughed, tied the Uppong boat to the wooden pile on the bank, landed skillfully, and slapped the gourd on his waist, "It's enough for me to buy you two jugs of wine!"

The two left talking and laughing, and Chu Yan was struck by the joyful and free-spirited conversation. In this ancient street, the old man almost lived out a kind of antique willfulness.

Chu Yan felt that his understanding of this place had deepened a bit.

He and Huo Qiao continued to walk forward, and passed a small street with many snacks. The stalls selling noodles and wontons set up small sheds. Some people returning home or passing tourists couldn't help but want to eat the smell.

Chu Yan was attracted by a stall selling fried tofu and fried potatoes, so he pulled Huo Qiao over.

The stall owner fried tofu on an iron plate, neatly cut it into small pieces, poured a layer of hot oil on it, brushed it with the sauce, sprinkled it full of chili noodles and fragrant shallots, and immediately mixed it into a tangy aroma that stimulated the taste buds .

Chu Yan asked the stall owner: "Can it be made non-spicy?"

The stall owner said, "Yes, we have to wait for the next board."

Chu Yan nodded and asked Huo Qiao: "Huo Qiao, do you want to eat?"

Huo Qiao didn't want Chu Yan to wait so long, so he said, "I want little potatoes."

The fried potatoes are in the iron pan next to it, and there is no dipping sauce.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yan immediately said to the stall owner, "Please don't put chili on the potatoes."

The stall owner said, "Okay, I'll make spiced ones for you."

Seeing that Huo Qiao had no objection, Chu Yan nodded, "Yeah!"

He rushed to pay, and under Huo Qiao's helpless gaze, Chu Yan smiled and said, "Please eat."

The stall owner quickly helped them put fried tofu and fried potatoes into two paper bowls.

Chu Yan and Huo Qiao each held a bowl and walked while eating.

Walking to the corner of the small street, they saw a cart selling lanterns, and the propped up wooden boards were full of lanterns of different styles.

The lights here are not as bright and dense as those in the ancient street commercial area. Sometimes the street lights are obscured by the old trees with lush branches, and the lights become indistinct.

In such a dark night, the colorful lanterns lit by the lantern stalls become very conspicuous.

The lantern seller is a kind-looking mother-in-law, and she is accompanied by a very cute little girl.

The old lady was very enthusiastic and told Chu Yan that their family used to make lanterns, a handicraft handed down from their ancestors.

Later, the old couple followed their son to live in the city, so they stopped making lanterns.

It's just that she has lived in the ancient street for most of her life, and she is not used to living in high-rise buildings in the city, especially after the death of her wife, the old man will come back to live there from time to time, and sell some lanterns by the way.

This time, my granddaughter was on holiday at elementary school, so I came here to accompany her specially.

Chu Yan looked over and saw that each lantern was very delicate. In addition to the traditional palace lantern style, there were many other styles, such as rabbits, moons, and plum blossoms. The lit lanterns emitted a very soft light.

He asked Huo Qiao, "Shall we buy a lantern?"

Huo Qiao glanced at him and said lazily, "Anything you want."

Chu Yan smiled, "Then I can choose whatever I want."

He picked out a carp lotus lantern, and the old woman lit it up for him, and the lantern lit up all of a sudden, which was very beautiful.

Chu Yan cooperated with the little girl and said "wow", and the old lady was very happy to see that he liked him.

This time Huo Qiao paid first, and after scanning the QR code, he put away his phone and said to Chu Yan, "Send it to you."

Chu Yan couldn't help laughing, and said to him, "Huo Qiao, you are so kind!"

After Chu Yan got the lantern, he became much more courageous.

He pulled Huo Qiao's sleeve, looked around, and said to Huo Qiao, "Let's go and sit under the bridge."

There is an embankment under the small bridge, and the weeping willows on the bank are slowly swaying in the wind.

The two walked down the bluestone-paved steps and sat down on the embankment.

The lights of the shops on the opposite bank, the shadows of trees on both banks and the leaning arched bridge are reflected in the water of the river.

There is a moon in the sky, and there is also a moon in the water, which ripples gently with the ripples of the river from time to time.

The noise is elsewhere, although some sounds can be heard at this corner of the embankment, but it is not too noisy.

The street lights were not very bright, but Chu Yan already had a lantern.

Chu Yan felt that the environment was just right, so he couldn't help but look at Huo Qiao.

Huo Qiao was not surprised that Chu Yan would look at him.

He looked at Chu Yan, then raised his eyebrows lightly, "I've been brewing all night, what do you want to ask me?"

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