kiss goodnight

"Running at a constant speed" for ten kilometers is not terrible, what is terrible is whose "constant speed" is followed.Wen Ke led the team and only made one request before starting the race, not to be left behind.Duan Yang trailed behind Wen Ke panting, not daring to relax for a moment, once he lost his breath, it would be difficult to keep up.

A mighty group of horses and horses ran along the river, with the fragrance of peach blossoms in the breeze, and the sun shining on the sweaty skin. Wen Ke stopped in front of the white marble bridge, slowed down and walked ten meters fast, and relaxed his calves. Muscles, wipe the hot sweat, adjust breathing to calm the heart rate that is too fast.

Turning around, lying on the front and back, only Han Xiaojun walked to the center of the stone bridge, chatting and laughing with his girlfriend who had been waiting for a long time.

One of the team members said enviously: "If there is a beautiful woman waiting for me, I'm afraid she will be the team leader."

Another enviously said: "Show affection, that's quick."

Duan Yang raised his legs and pedaled his bicycle in the air: "If you feel unbalanced, think about our captain, the old leftover man hasn't expressed his opinion yet."

Wen Ke lowered his head and pressed the phone, and when he heard the voice, he only curled his lips sideways and kept his eyes on the screen.Tapping the index finger three or two times, the receiver moved closer to the ear, Wen Ke pretended to be mysterious and put on a meaningful expression, and moved to the river to face the sparkling water.

Chattering voices exploded in the crowd, and someone stabbed Duan Yang's shoulder: "Your information is inaccurate. It seems that there is something wrong with the Wen team. I used to go out with us often. The three I work night shifts at both ends of the day, and now I enter the office on time and leave work on time, obviously someone at home has to worry about it."

Duan Yang squinted his eyes, and there was a voice in his ears calling out to the sky: "Is the captain also abandoning us? Bark."

Almost at the same time as it was touching the ear bone, the line was connected, and Jiang Yi'an's voice was wrapped in the quilt, muffled: "Wen Ke."

There was a fish in the river jumping out of the water, Wen Ke followed it with his heart beating, and asked, "Have you gotten up yet?"

"Get up." Jiang Yi'an had habitual insomnia, and he had chaotic dreams all night. He was always in a bad mood when he got up in the morning, but he got better because of Wen Ke's phone call, "Have you finished exercising?"

"Well, go find a ruler." Wen Ke said, "Measure the diameter of the hanging ring on the left door of the cabinet, and report it to me."

Although Jiang Yi'an was confused, he still obeyed obediently.After wandering around the room for a long time, he picked out a soft ruler for tailoring from the drawer under the set-top box, and returned to the cabinet: "About... about 4.5 centimeters."

Wen Ke made a note: "Let's rest for a while, I'll come to your place at noon."

Hanging up the phone, five or six pairs of eyes stared at him from behind, Wen Ke lifted his collar to wipe off the sweat that had slid down his chin, and asked, "Do you want to run another [-] kilometers?"

All the eyes fixed on the body moved away, only one trace was still persisting, as if trying to find some flaws, Wen Ke rewarded Duan Yang with a headache: "Don't always be curious about your boss' emotional state."

Duan Yang said bluntly: "Do you have a little secret?"

Wen Ke raised his eyebrows: "Guess."

After taking a shower in the dormitory, change into loose clothes, silver-gray sweater and retro-style harem pants, with a thin ankle bone exposed between the bottom of the trousers and low-top canvas shoes, Wen Ke got the car keys and went to Xicheng District Building Materials In the market, first assemble the rings at the hardware store, and then go straight to the boutique area to buy the required items.

When the sun was high, the Mercedes-Benz drove into the Moli community and backed smoothly into the parking space in front of Building No. [-].

Jiang Yi'an opened the door and saw Wen Ke carrying a roll of heavy wallpaper. He wanted to help, but couldn't do it, so he took the shopping bag in the other hand and stepped aside.

First install the missing hanging ring on the right door of the closet. It is really convenient to take things. Jiang Yian was surprised by Wen Ke's carefulness. He watched him take out the metal tape measure in the bag, raised his arm to measure the height of the wall, and then squatted down. Spread the wallpaper and cut it precisely according to the measured data.

Apply glue on the back, paste it from top to bottom, and then flatten it with a scraper. The faded gray and white walls are covered by sky blue that can bring people peace and tranquility. The kitchen chooses grass green, and the room looks like a brand new one.Under the visual influence of the two colors, Jiang Yi'an gradually became relaxed physically and mentally.

After the big project was over, Wen Ke slid the hinge of the lighter, picked up a cigarette, and took out a rectangular storage box from the bag. It was red and made of acrylic, and the equidistant space had been separated by baffles. It looked like a bookshelf from a distance.Jiang Yi'an took it, held it in his hand, admired it carefully, and fiddled with it, but didn't understand Wen Ke's intention.

There was a pair of scissors on the pool table in the bathroom, and the pool was covered with a layer of broken hair. Wen Ke stared at it and washed his hands. He returned to the living room, leaned against the corner of the wall, and watched Jiang Yi'an's back tidying up the bits and pieces. With two strands of hair hanging down the back of his neck, he took off the cigarette and asked, "Want to cut your hair short?"

Jiang Yi'an turned back in response: "Well, short hair saves trouble."

Wen Ke thought of Jiang Yi'an when they met for the first time, and breathed out a puff of light smoke: "Actually, you look good with long hair."

After tidying up the living room, Jiang Yi'an picked up the storage box, turned around and asked, "What did you buy this for?"

The cigarette was burnt out, Wen Ke lowered his eyes and took down the cigarette butt: "I'll go out for a while and come back at night, you can use the time I'm not here to guess what it does."

Jiang Yi'an raised his hand, pushed up the little braid on the back of his head, and joked: "Is there a reward for guessing correctly?"

Wen Ke nodded: "Give me what you want."

The sound of closing the door fell, and Jiang Yi'an moved to the window, staring suspiciously at Wen Ke's walking figure, he didn't drive.The setting sun shone through the window on the storage box in his hand, a handful of bright reds reflected the colorful fragments of light towards the house, Jiang Yi'an pondered for a long time, until dusk passed, the sky was full of stars, accompanied by the indigo sky that was about to enter the night, he was suddenly taken aback , turned his face sideways, and stared at the thick stack of CDs discarded in the corner, which had already fallen into dust.

At around eight o'clock, Wen Ke came back with takeaway food, but was in no hurry to eat it.Jiang Yi'an was sitting on the sofa, and in the storage box in his arms were neatly stacked all the albums of the Mage band that debuted for ten years. Wen Ke saw it, smiled with satisfaction, and said in a coaxing tone, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Jiang Yi'an spent more than an hour sorting out carefully and packing them in chronological order. After finishing all these, I have already felt unspeakable.He hugged himself for a long ten years, and looked at Wen Ke with emotion, reward?He said in his heart, as if he had already obtained it.

"Where have you been?" With a slightly hoarse voice, Jiang Yi'an cleared his throat, "I don't think you're driving."

"The barber shop at the gate of the community." Wen Ke brushed off the dregs of hair on his clothes, opened the seat by the dining table, and said bluntly: "Sit down, hurry up, I learn quickly and forget quickly."

Walking to Wen Ke and sitting down, facing the moonlit night outside the window, Jiang Yi'an continued to be dazed, until he wrapped a towel around his neck, and then he came back to his senses, and heard Wen Ke say: "Don't move around, I won't touch you." your turn."

When Jiang Yi'an was sick, he murmured "Don't touch me" in a dream. These were the three words that Wen Ke could barely hear clearly.He knows that this is Jiang Yian's "sickness", he will not touch it rashly, but will patiently wait for the day when the other party is willing to reveal his heart.

Gently pulling the rubber band, the distinct strands of hair fell down. Wen Ke wet the slightly curly hair ends with a watering can, and combed them straight. Relying on the muscle memory of repeated hundreds of times in the barber shop, he moved quickly and cleanly. .

Jiang Yi'an looked at the endless night, his heartbeat became heavier with each cut, the glass windows reflected the light sky blue in the house, and there was a red storage box on the cabinet, he could feel that Wen Ke was "treating" himself.

Jiang Yi'an said with a smile: "Be so kind to me, you will be in a lot of trouble."

Wen Ke didn't stop moving his hands, he just said, "I'm the best at solving troubles."

After cutting his hair, Jiang Yi'an went to the bathroom to wash it briefly, and the hair dryer dried the wet hair, gradually making it fluffy and stylish.His hair is soft and has a little curvature. Jiang Yi'an grabbed a few at random, and the refreshing short hair made him feel happy.

Back in the living room, Wen Ke was watching TV. Seeing the rare smile on Jiang Yi'an's face, he was relieved, and when he got up, he said, "I'll take you to the night market in Jingnan tomorrow night."

After Wen Ke left, Jiang Yi'an turned off the lights, and the night flooded into the house like a rising tide, but his heart was bright.Facing the past, the choice for the past two years has always been to escape, but no matter how you escape, the traces of what happened will never be erased.Jiang Yi'an suddenly woke up. He punished himself for too long, and was depressed in the scarred memory all day long. He couldn't let go of it happily, and he couldn't let himself go.

The LightPhone on the coffee table lights up faintly, and the screen displays WENKE.If you have lost to fate, but someone is willing to dispel the haze for you, Jiang Yi'an stretched out his hand and touched the slightly hot fuselage with his fingertips. This time, he wanted to work hard to cheer up, and more importantly, he didn't want to let that person down again.

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