Director, I know your secret

It was already 9:[-] p.m. when Peng Yan came out of the dance studio. He didn't tell Dai Yushan that An Zhenyuan would come to pick him up. He walked side by side with her to the gate as usual, as if afraid of being misunderstood by others. Waiting for the "unexpected encounter".

Dai Yushan was very "competitive". As soon as she went out, she saw An Zhenyuan in a blue plaid shirt leaning against the car and quietly smoking. She waved and called "Zhenyuan" affectionately to say hello.

The two walked forward, and when Peng Yan wanted to speak, Dai Yushan preempted her. She said, "It's so late, are you waiting for Teacher Tang? I remember she didn't have a cram school today?"

An Zhenyuan subconsciously glanced at Peng Yan, raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "No, I just passed by, got out of the car and smoked a cigarette, and sent you home?"

Dai Yushan nodded in disbelief, but didn't say much, then shrugged and said generously: "Okay, then you're welcome, you really have nothing else to do?"

An Zhenyuan smiled, and looked at Peng Yan again, "No, it's on the way."

The car was driving on the road at a constant speed, and it was very dark inside. Dai Yushan chatted with An Zhenyuan alone. Peng Yan kept silent, and would squeak when he was mentioned. When the withered yellow lights from both sides shone in, the edges and corners of his face could be seen.

Seeing the two of them talking happily, Peng Yan felt a little uncomfortable. He stared at the back of An Zhenyuan's head for a long time, and complained silently in his heart.Annoyed, he shook his phone and bought a lottery ticket, and then started playing Doudizhu.

Absently, Peng Yan obviously took a good set of cards, but he still lost. After the fight, the other two poker players all left, and he was left as a "farmer". "A united front?

Peng Yan: "Fuck."

Dai Yushan was sitting in the passenger seat, and turned to look at Peng Yan when she heard the sound, "What's the matter?"

Peng Yan raised his eyes and said angrily, "Talk about you!!"

The car arrived at the entrance of Dai Yushan's community. When she opened the door, she suddenly asked: "Peng Yan and I will have a preliminary match next week, and it will be on the TV station. Are you free?"

An Zhenyuan was startled, and turned to look at Peng Yan, as if he was waiting for the other party's opinion.

Peng Yan frowned, "What are you doing?"

Dai Yushan answered rightly, "Why don't you, family and friends, can't you?"

Peng Yan leaned back on the seat and muttered, "It's up to you. If you lose the election, don't cry when you're ashamed."

Dai Yushan snorted, "virtuous." After she finished speaking, she looked at An Zhenyuan again, waiting for the other party's reply.

An Zhenyuan said: "Okay, I will definitely go if I have time."

Leaving Dai Yushan's house, the two of them were speechless along the way. When they passed an open-air barbecue stall, An Zhenyuan reversed the car and came back.

Peng Yan: "?"

"Eat something." An Zhenyuan put the gear on the car and pulled out the key.

"I'm not hungry."

"I'm hungry."

Peng Yan got out of the car, followed An Zhenyuan from behind, stepped on his shadow, and asked tentatively, "You, haven't you eaten yet?"

"Ah."

The corner of Peng Yan's mouth twitched, "Are you stupid?"

An Zhenyuan stood still and turned his head, and said with a smile, "Are you caring about me?"

Peng Yan was taken aback by the question, and rolled his eyes, "You think a lot."

An Zhenyuan ordered some meat skewers, a few chicken wings, and lamb kidneys. Because he was driving, he didn't order beer.

"Director, in the middle of the night, you eat so much meat, can you digest it?" Peng Yan sat down on the ponytail, threw the phone on the table, and stretched his long legs and asked.

"Those are the first, then order if you don't have enough." An Zhenyuan closed the menu and returned it to the waiter, looking at Peng Yan's sitting posture, "Don't you like to eat barbecue and other strong flavors?"

"Do I have your taste?" After saying this, Peng Yan felt a little regretful, he really wanted to stretch out his arm and swing himself twice. Isn't this obviously side-firing, running on people is gay.

An Zhenyuan's face changed slightly, he remained silent, and still gracefully poured water for Peng Yan.

Peng Yan scratched his hair, "Ah, I have no other meaning."

"I know." An Zhenyuan poured himself another glass, picked it up and took two sips.

After a while, the food ordered was served. Peng Yan originally planned to control his weight and didn't want to eat it, but when he saw that An Zhenyuan's lips were dripping brightly from the hot pepper, he began to swallow his saliva, so he couldn't help but started to do it. up.

An Zhenyuan smiled with satisfaction.

On the way back, An Zhenyuan asked Peng Yan in the car: "What kind of dance do you dance?"

Peng Yan yawned and said lazily, "Latin."

"Oh," An Zhenyuan closed the car window, "Sleepy? Go to sleep first, I'll call you when I get to your house."

Peng Yan suddenly lost sleepiness, frowned, and asked cautiously: "Director, why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

An Zhenyuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "How are you doing?"

"Isn't it good? Didn't we fight against Maimang at the beginning, and now you..."

"Can't you figure it out?" An Zhenyuan slowly parked the car to the side of the road, turned around and looked at Peng Yan, with tenderness in his eyes that could crush people, "You're not that stupid, are you?"

Peng Yan's throat moved up and down. He is not a fool. If he didn't see these signs, he would have lived 28 years in vain.

Peng Yan laughed dryly, "Yeah, I'm pretty stupid. Hey, I've been around Dai Yushan for so long and haven't caught up. Is it stupid or something? Well, director, you said that after I danced this time, I didn't catch up. , What's the idea of ​​confessing to her again?"

"It's not good!" An Zhenyuan immediately denied it, and his face suddenly became ugly. This was the first time Peng Yan saw An Zhenyuan lose his composure.

Peng Yan: "..."

An Zhenyuan turned around, started the engine, and said coldly, "It's up to you."

An Zhenyuan was driving very fast. When passing a few traffic lights, he braked suddenly several times and almost got a ticket for running a red light.

When Peng Yan got out of the car, his legs were a little weak. He stretched out his hand to say goodbye to An Zhenyuan, but the other party turned around and left.

When Peng Yan returned to the house, he didn't turn on the light, and fell asleep on the bed in the dark, but when he closed his eyes, it was An Zhenyuan's every frown, smile, and every move.

Peng Yan sat up, rubbed his face, "Damn, it's crazy."

He jumped out of bed, walked to the bathroom, turned on the cold water to take a shower, and remembered that An Zhenyuan was doing things here with a piece of cloth hanging on, and the real smell didn't even dissipate.

An Zhenyuan parked the car at the entrance of a supermarket, bought a pack of cigarettes, and then leaned on the car body to smoke one after another. After a while, there were cigarette butts under his feet.

He laughed self-deprecatingly. He thought that the comment on Peng Yan's space had other meanings, but it turned out to be literal.

what is it then?Is it the dimples around the mouth, the wicked smile, the involuntary licking of teeth when thinking of bad ideas, or the domineering tone when drunk?Everything is so similar, no matter how many years have passed, those memories are always in my mind.

Just similar, nothing more? !

An Zhenyuan stamped out the cigarette butt, sat back in the car, grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, forget it.

The next day, Peng Yan was woken up by the ringing of the doorbell. He reached out to feel for the phone, but couldn't find it for a long time. He sat up, shook his head, pressed his temple, and found that the doorbell was still ringing.

Getting out of bed, Peng Yan immediately shivered, so he picked up the clothes on the head of the bed, put them on, and went to open the door.

"I'm going to be late for work, why don't you answer your phone?" An Zhenyuan looked at his watch, then at Peng Yan, who was sleepy and blushing, "You just woke up?"

Peng Yan rubbed his eyes, "Why are you here?"

An Zhenyuan shrugged, "I'm not paying the debt."

"Oh." Peng Yan thought for a while, "But I didn't hear the phone ringing. Damn, where's my phone?"

"Deng dong dong" Peng Yan trotted to the bedroom with bare feet, but he didn't find his iphone5 after searching for a long time.

An Zhenyuan followed in and his eyebrows almost knit together after seeing the messy scene, "What are you doing?"

Peng Yan said "ahhh" twice, "Director, my kidney is gone."

An Zhenyuan was confused, "What?"

Peng Yan supported his forehead, "The phone may be lost."

An Zhenyuan thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered that after Peng Yan threw his mobile phone on the table of the stall...

An Zhenyuan said: "It's possible that yesterday's barbecue stand is open, let's go and have a look tonight."

Peng Yan waved his hand, "Forget it, there must be no more, there are too many people there. Hey, yes, it seems that I am asked to change to 5s. Let's go to the business hall to get a new card first."

Peng Yan started looking through the drawers again, making a mess.

"What are you looking for?"

"Id card." Peng Yan replied, "I need an ID card to replace the card, and the real-name system is required."

"Go wash up, I'll look for it." An Zhenyuan put down the car keys, "You look like a mess, just like the scene of a car accident."

Peng Yan looked at the clock, "Well, it's in these few drawers."

After speaking, Peng Yan turned into the bathroom and sneezed after entering. An Zhenyuan shook his head and began to search carefully. He didn't find Peng Yan's ID card, but he found the household registration book.

In order to confirm, he opened the account book, and the name of the head of the household was in front of him, making his eyes not move for a long time.

At this time, a red jewelry box fell from the table, and a string of Buddha head bracelets fell out of it.

An Zhenyuan's eyes moved to the bracelet, he squatted down slowly, and picked it up with trembling hands.

Tears welled up in his eyes suddenly, and he looked at the registration information in the account book again after blinking.

Household head: Peng Yan (former name: Mo Yan)