He said he would come next spring

Shen Yilai found a job as a marketing planner, and he seemed to have more opportunities to go to high-end places.Those leaders with beer bellies are mostly beasts in clothes, promiscuous with some cronies, and have bad conduct.Shen Yilai has seen too many drinking games in the past few months, but he just does his job well and tries his best to meet Party A's requirements.

Yang Nian said that he always frowned after taking off his suit jacket for him, and complained: "Why is there such a strong smell of wine?"

Shen Yilai had no choice but to transfer the money to the card Yang Nian said.

Huzi held Shen Yilai's face, his face was red, and his eyelids drooped drowsily: "Laizi, you are already 25 and have no plans to get married yet? That... Li Chunnian, are you two After talking for so many years, still not getting married?"

"I'm not saying that a man after thirty is worthless unless you have money."

Huzi took a sip of liquor, "Laizi, I know the owner of a dating agency, let's go, I'll take you to have a look."

Shen Yilai was a little drunk, the briefcase was dangling on the knuckles of his middle finger, he saw a turquoise dragonfly, passing through the gap between the wires and the signboard of the dating agency, pointing directly at Shen Yilai's forehead.

The young man who sat on the concrete platform by the street and puffed away his hair had shaved off his temples, leaving black stubble.His bangs were left to his eyebrows, from which he squinted at Shen Yilai.

When Shen Yilai hadn't clarified his feelings for Yang Nian, he had the idea of ​​finding another girlfriend to fill the huge blank space Li Chunnian left for him, so as to wipe out the little things he said to Yang Nian that outsiders could see. Come to see the love that cannot be seen.

During that time, he was in great pain. In any case, a few months ago, he always provided supplements to Yang Nian's material life, and most of the time he isolated himself from him, refusing to communicate with him.

Shen Yilai was afraid that when this feeling was really revealed, he would bear great pain.

"Young man, you can't deceive him just because he's blind. Don't you even pretend to not see the gender of the person next to your pillow?"

The first time they kissed was not while building a snowman.

There is a park around Shen Yilai's house, a plastic runway around the lake goes around the edge of the artificial lake, and a stone bridge spans the two ends of the lake.

That night, Shen Yilai stroked Yang Nian's neck, and finally scraped his Adam's apple with his thumbnail.

That brown mole stuck in Shen Yilai's eyes.

He picked up Yang Nian's face and asked him, "Do you know what you look like? Or, has anyone told you?"

Yang Nian was stunned, he had never considered this issue, and smiled lightly: "No, I don't care."

Shen Yilai pressed his index finger on Yang Nian's forehead and slid all the way down: "Your nose is very straight, this aesthetic is very popular now; eyes are beautiful, it doesn't matter if you can't see them; lips are very red, I... like."

After saying this, they bent down and laughed loudly, the absurd language supported Shen Yi's courage to continue speaking.

When the finger rests on the Adam's apple, it rolls.

The mole floated on the skin, flicking a piece of light up and down.

"You have a mole on your Adam's apple."

Yang Nian said that his hands were drawing Shen Yilai's tough lines, and he laughed: "I know what you look like."

The children floating in the water in the distance soaked half of their clothes, and the thin stones sank into the water and jumped out again, creating ripples.The setting sun was shattered by stones on the lake, wobbly and unable to reach the other shore.

For a moment, Shen Yilai felt that nothing was important: he didn't care about the pedestrians around him, he didn't care about the car's horn, he didn't care about the bleakness and suffering, he didn't care about the past that Yang Nian talked about—he also had a past, so he didn't have the right to criticize others. before.

Intense love and nostalgia burst out from his eyes, and in an instant, Yang Nian said that his eyes were very clear, and he stood on tiptoe following the heat wave and stuck it.

Yes, a little closer, a little closer.

Don't stop.

With the hands behind the head, the left hand grasps the right wrist tightly.

A woman sits in a swivel leather chair, smoking a cigarette.

The five big characters "Xiaolin Marriage Agency" were written on the dilapidated signboard with red paint, and the word "Jie" was missing.

Shen Yilai pulled off his tie and fell on the sofa in a daze.

Hu Zi went up to meet him, and after briefly talking about his needs with the woman, the woman smiled.

Shen Yilai saw the curves under the red hip-covering skirt swaying in his blurred vision, and she said, "Mr. Shen, my name is Lin Guochi."

Lin Guochao.

It seems to have heard of it somewhere.

He couldn't remember.

Then, Shen Yilai was dragged upstairs with his tie on.The dilapidated and dimly lit hotel looked like a ruin that was about to collapse. The dark yellow light flickering on the top was an ecstasy that was deeply injected into Shen Yilai's nerve center.

"Mr. Shen seems to be very interested." Lin Guochao's palm wrapped in a hot ball, leaving a lip mark on Shen Yilai's chin.

"I want to go home." He instinctively pushed the woman away and walked out the door.

Lin Guochi hugged him from behind, explored up and down, and from time to time shyly uttered annoyance in his ears.

One or two buttons were broken...they rolled down the carpet one after another, just like Shen Yilai's rationality.

Burning with desire, but the person in front of him is not Yang Nian, who always defends his last ray of sobriety.

"Mr. Shen is in good shape, so you still come to me for this condition?" Lin Guocha's hair scratched his face, vaguely seductive.

The phone rang, vibrating the head of the bed.

Lin Guochi pushed it away.

"Yang Nian said...that's a weird name. Mr. Shen, I still pay special attention to it. Is it someone important to you?"

"Fuck you, let me go."

Lin Guochi became a little annoyed, took out a lipstick and put it in Shen Yilai's coat pocket, took out the perfume and sprayed it on the back of Shen Yilai's head twice.

The strong musk is used as the front note, which is extremely aggressive; the rose nectar follows closely; the sandalwood in the back note becomes skin-friendly and soft, making people drunk in the jasmine bush.

"Shen Yilai! Do you remember me?"

"Alai," Yang Nian said, his helpless voice tinged with tears, "Xuanxuan... Xuanxuan is lost."

The emotion of self-blame was about to overflow the phone hole, and he tried his best to suppress his tears.

Shen Yilai pushed Huzi away and cursed: "Fuck your mother! You remember, I won't sell it!"