Are you in love, my white moonlight

I don't know if it's Yuandeng's illusion, since Yongjipu saw that message, his eyes fell on the phone screen from time to time, so that the steak on his dinner plate didn't move much.

When Yongjipu's eyes drifted to the mobile phone again, Yuan Deng put down the fork in his hand and pretended to ask casually: "Did something happen?"

Yongjipu frowned, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his brows, his depression almost solidified.

"There were some emergencies at work. Very tricky."

Yuan Deng nodded to express his understanding, he raised his eyes, stared into his eyes and asked again: "Do you need to preside over these matters?"

Yongjipu was silent for a moment, and looked away.

"I'm not sure... maybe."

"it is good."

Got the expected answer.

Yuan Deng lowered his eyes, picked up a knife and fork and slowly divided the steak on the plate into small pieces, and said: "It's okay, don't worry. If there is anything urgent, we can go back to China right away."

"Little lamp." Yong Jipu reached out to hold his hand, his Adam's apple rolled, as if he wanted to say a lot.

The dim light polished his face, his eyes moved slightly, like waves in a deep lake.Amidst the soft and slow music in the restaurant, Yongjipu tightened his hand slightly, and Yuan Deng heard him say softly:

"I try my best."

Yongjipu didn't speak very clearly, but Yuandeng understood what he meant, he rolled his eyes and pushed the cut steak on the plate.

"Tonight's steak is not bad, would you like to try it?"

I had already experienced a long-distance flight, and went snorkeling without rest after landing, which consumed a lot of energy.After the two finished their meal, they went straight home.

The restaurant is not far from the hotel where they are staying, only five to 10 minutes walk away.

After returning to the hotel, Yuan Deng went to wash up first.When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Yongjipu standing on the balcony, his fingertips burning with scarlet.

Yuan Deng stepped lightly into the balcony.

The stars in the sky illuminate the waves hitting the rocks, and the splashed water vapor is carried by the sea breeze and sent into people's nostrils, with a trace of smoke that has not had time to dissipate in the air.

When Yongjipu heard footsteps behind him, he turned his face sideways and put out his cigarette.

"finished Wash?"

"Yeah." Yuan Deng stepped forward and hugged his waist, snuggling into his chest.

"What's wrong?" Yongjipu smiled and touched his face.

Rough fingers brushed Yuan Deng's cheeks, and the temperature was slightly higher.His heart tightened, he stretched out his hand to grab Yongjipu's hand and looked carefully under the light.

A small blister suddenly appeared on the finger.

Burned by cigarette butts.

"I'll go find medicine." Yuan Deng stood up and walked indoors.

But Yongjipu stopped him without any surprise: "No, it's nothing serious. It's just a small injury." In turn, he urged Yuandeng: "Go back to bed and lie down. It's windy at night, so don't catch a cold."

Yongjipu stared at Yuandeng and lay down on the bed.

But as soon as he entered the bathroom, Yuan Deng turned over immediately, looked in the suitcase for the commonly used medicines he brought, and found burn ointment.

Fortunately, he brought this ointment.

Yuan Deng put the ointment on the bedside table at Yongjipu.Yongjipu's cell phone was also placed on the bedside table, vibrating all the time.

It's news that keeps coming in.

Yuan Deng glanced at it, and the message flashed across the screen.

"Why don't you sleep?" Yongjipu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower with a towel around his neck.

"You have news." Yuan Deng handed him the phone.

Yongjipu read the information, frowned, and turned off the screen.

"It's about work." He rubbed the center of his brows, tucked the blanket over Yuan Deng, and said, "It doesn't matter. Let's rest today, and we have to go skydiving tomorrow."

Yongjipu chose this place for his honeymoon because he knew Yuandeng liked it.When he was a child, he always clamored to go to the world, and this honeymoon fulfilled his wish.

Yuan Deng huddled under the quilt, and the soft quilt hugged his face, making him look docile and well-behaved.Seeing that Yongjipu hadn't lay down yet, he asked him sullenly, "Brother, aren't you going to sleep?"

Yongjipu's heart softened, he lifted the quilt and lay down beside Yuandeng, hugged him, and kissed his eyelid lovingly.

"Going to sleep."

Yuan Deng had a problem with recognizing his bed somewhat. He woke up in the middle of the night, dazed, and stretched his hand to his side, but he didn't feel the warm skin, but was awakened a bit by the cold bedding.

What about people?

The curtains of the balcony were pulled up, a little light was faintly revealed, and there were vague voices coming from the balcony.

Yuan Deng approached the balcony, put his hand on the doorknob, and found that the balcony door was closed tightly. With a little force, he pushed the door open a little.

Yongjipu was listening to the phone, his tall and slender figure was hidden in the night, he was silently listening to the person on the other end of the phone, while puffing out smoke rings.

The smoke ring rolled up into a ball, and then slowly dissipated in the air.

For a long time, he pressed the nearly burnt cigarette butt into the ashtray.

"You also know that this matter has reached the most critical time. He is bound to counterattack. We must withstand his offensive."

"...I will not allow any accidents to happen."

Sounds like a work thing.

Yuan Deng stared at the ashtray that was almost full of cigarette butts. This ashtray hadn't piled up so many cigarette butts at night.

He tightened his hand on the doorknob, and after a while, he lowered his eyes, closed the door softly, and lay back on the bed.

He counted the time in his mind.

After an unknown amount of time, the bed beside him finally sank slightly.

Yuan Deng closed his eyes, turned over and stuck to Yongjipu's body.

He felt Yongjipu raised his arms to embrace him, and he fell into a broad and warm embrace, with a careful, tobacco-scented kiss on the corner of his forehead.

The next day, Yuandeng was woken up by Yongjipu.

"Little lamp, get up soon, we are going to skydive today."

Yuan Deng rubbed his eyes, and when he got up to go to the bathroom to wash up, he saw that Yongjipu had already packed his backpack and put it on the sofa, while he sat on the sofa and skillfully turned on the computer.

Yuan Deng paused and entered the bathroom.

After washing, he put his hands in front of the mirror.

The young man in front of the mirror was tall and thin, with drops of water dripping from the tips of his hair on his forehead.He raised his hand to touch his forehead, which was where Yongjipu kissed last night, and made a decision in his heart.

He stepped out.

Yongjipu was still sitting on the sofa, his fingers were flying on the keyboard, and he was wearing a Bluetooth headset in his ears, as if he was still working on his work.

When he saw Yuan Deng coming out, he closed the computer, said to the person on the other end, "Let's talk about it later." Then, he took off the earphones.

"All right? All right, let's go—"

"Brother, let's go home."

Yuan Deng looked at him with clear eyes.

"It's not fun here, I want to go back home."

How could Yongjipu not know what he meant, he sat there motionless with his eyes downcast.After a long time, he sighed and pinched the back of Yuan Deng's neck.

"We'll come again next time."

Ten hours later, the plane landed in a city they were familiar with with a roar.Yongjipu arranged for a driver to pick them up before boarding the plane, and found the driver to pick them up as soon as they got out of the airport.

"Send your husband back to the West Linshui Bank." Yongjipu sent Yuan Deng to the car.

Yuan Deng rolled down the car window and opened his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Yongjipu reached out and rubbed his hair.

"It's okay." Yuan Deng pursed his lips, raised his hand to help him straighten his tie, and said, "Remember to go home early when you're done."

The word home always gives infinite warmth. It is the red lantern that travelers miss, and it is also a stable place for wanderers to think about day and night.

Yongjipu chewed the word between his lips and teeth, bent the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Okay."

However, Yongjipu did not go home that night, and there was no news at all.

Yuan Deng picked up his mobile phone repeatedly, wanting to send him a message, but remembering that he had rushed to the company non-stop as soon as he got off the plane, and worried that his work would be disturbed, so he gave up.

The lights in the house stayed on for five nights alone, and finally at one o'clock in the morning, there was the sound of a key turning in the door lock.

Yuan Deng, who was drowsy, suddenly lost his drowsiness. He excitedly jumped up from the sofa, ran to the door and opened it.

Yongjipu, whom he hadn't seen for several days, appeared in front of his eyes. He was not as decent and tidy as usual. He looked like he had worked hard for a long time, his hair was messed up, his eyes were bloodshot, and his stubble was also green.

Yuan Deng threw himself into his arms, like a bird returning to the forest.

"You're back!!"

His cheek was pressed against Yongjipu's neck intimately, but in the next second, his movements suddenly froze.

Besides the strong smell of tobacco...

There was also a strange, faint scent of perfume on Yongjipu's skirt.

—is someone else's.