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Wu Ci, who was excited throughout the whole process, had already become hoarse after the concert ended. After the two walked out of the venue, Wu Ci still talked to Yan Heng about the concert just now with a hoarse voice.

"If you talk again, you will be speechless tomorrow." Yan Heng interjected.

"If you can't say it, you can't say it, it doesn't matter." Wu Ci watched Yan Heng come out and press the phone, his voice became a little softer, and asked a little cautiously: "Are you going back today?"

"No." Yan Heng raised the phone high, checked the brightness, pulled Wu Ci against himself and said, "Come on, take a picture."

"Why didn't you take pictures when you were watching the concert?" Wu Ci complained, but adjusted his posture while looking at the screen.

Yan Heng pressed the button and took a few pictures.Put the phone back in your pocket.

"How to go back?" Wu Ci glanced at a large group of people under the bus stop sign next to him and said.

Yan Heng looked at the time and found that it was not long before the last bus, so he said, "Walk for a while before taking a taxi?"

Wu Ci hummed.The two walked slowly back along the road.

After walking for a while, Yan Heng asked, "Does your foot hurt?"

Wu Ci wanted to say it didn't hurt, but he opened his mouth and said, "It hurts a little."

Yan Heng stopped, frowned and said, "Why didn't you say anything at first. I'll take a taxi now." He took out his phone and started to take a taxi.

Wu Ci didn't expect Yan Heng's tone to be so serious all of a sudden, and his attitude turned upside down and said, "It doesn't hurt, I lied to you." He shook his hands and continued walking.It doesn't matter whether Yan Heng follows behind or not.

What is fierce, it's not your feet.Wu Ci curled his lips.

There seemed to be no sound behind me as I was walking.

Really didn't keep up?Wu Ci was a little suspicious.I listened carefully again and it seemed that there was really no sound.Do you want to call him back?I was a little sad and a little angry.

Why don't you keep up, don't keep up if you don't keep up, don't care about me.Wu Ci waved his hands and continued to walk forward.

Yan Heng watched Wu Ci rush forward for a while, and then his pace began to slow down.I watched it for a while, waiting for him to turn around.After waiting for a while, Yan Heng began to think in his heart, it's not true that he just left alone.

He frowned, his tone was really bad just now?

After reflecting on himself, he found that Wu Ci had gone a little far, so Yan Heng hurried forward.

When Wu Ci heard the voice, the irritability in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily.Thinking of turning around to scare him when he ran in front of him.

Hearing the sound was almost over, Wu Ci turned around and bumped his nose against Yan Heng's chest.Nose sour tears flowed out.

"Ouch." Wu Ci covered his nose.

Yan Heng originally wanted to hug him from behind, but unexpectedly he turned around.Quickly pulled away a little distance and bent his legs to see how his nose was doing.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Heng's nose turned red when he saw it, and he reached out to help him touch the bridge of his nose.

Wu Ci patted his hand, glared at him and said, "It's okay, it hurts like hell."

Because the hands were covered, the voice sounded squeaky.

Yan Heng was very close to him, looking at his eyes and looking at himself, with some physiological tears in the corners of his eyes.

want to kiss him.This idea grew wildly in Yan Heng's mind.