Follow suit

Wen Chaoan went to the bathroom, and Lu Qiansong followed.

After filling the water as if no one else was around, Wen Chaoan washed his hands, and Lu Qiansong next to him also washed his hands.

what is this?

This is intentionally annoying.

Wen Chaoping pretended not to see it, wiped his hands, and walked towards the door.

He knew that he looked unnatural now, but the footsteps following behind him were calm and composed.

So Wen Chaoan couldn't help but turned around, frowned and asked, "How long are you going to follow me?"

"I didn't follow you." Lu Qiansong pointed in the direction of the private room, "I want to go back too."

so why are you coming out

Just follow me...

Wen Chaoan took two steps forward, the sound of those footsteps was so annoying, he followed him all the time, as if he would follow him no matter where he went.

Wen Chaoan gave a sudden pause, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

"Where are you going?" Lu Qiansong pulled his arm and was thrown away.

"I won't eat it."

Wen Chaoan raised his eyes to look at him, and there was a small shadow reflected in the light, just like before, it may have been a long time ago.

"Aren't you going to the private room? You go, I'll go." He never acted impulsively, but today's meal was really unhappy—the tacit friends, the younger brother's dog food, and this annoying person... …

Wen Chaoan thought of what Gao Tianwan said just now, and felt so bored, he didn't want to go into that private room anymore.

"Why go?" Lu Qiansong just pulled him, and stretched out his hand again when he was thrown away, "Are you full?"

"Do you care if I'm full?" Wen Chaoan tried hard, but this time he couldn't let him go, "Go and eat by yourself, if a girl invites you, go, why are you following my man all day? Go away!"

As soon as these words came out, Lu Qiansong couldn't help laughing.

His sexual orientation has not changed since he was a child.With no one will with the girl.

Wen Chao'an is so clear.

Someone was watching them in the aisle, Wen Chaoan stopped talking, but still tried hard to get rid of his hand, of course Lu Qiansong didn't give him this chance, and pulled them away without thinking.

"What are you doing?" Wen Chaoan's wrist was held, it didn't hurt but he couldn't break free, "Let me go..."

"We won't eat with them, we'll go somewhere else," Lu Qiansong said without looking back, "What do you want to eat?"

"I don't want to eat! I don't want to be with you... why?!"

In the middle of speaking, Lu Qiansong stopped suddenly, Wen Chaoan almost ran into him, the hand holding his wrist was lifted, Wen Chaoan was taken a step forward, and his shoulders were caught.

The same posture as under the flyover that day, holding one hand and hugging the other, walking forward.

After getting into the elevator and going to the underground garage, Wen Chaoan thought to himself, I have to get in the car again, and I have to argue for a while, right?

"let me go!"

The garage was empty, and there was an echo of this sound, and it was only after shouting that I realized that it was too harsh.

Wen Chaoan lowered his voice a little, staring at Lu Qiansong's trousers: "I won't go with you, and I don't want to quarrel and waste energy."

Lu Qiansong didn't respond, so he went on to say: "Go up by yourself, just say I have something urgent and I'm going back, and I'll send Zhou Rong a message later."

He raised his shoulders, wanting Lu Qiansong to let go of him, but the other party didn't seem to receive his intentions, and there was no reaction at all.

"Let go of me, I don't want to quarrel with you anymore." Wen Chaoan said as if admitting defeat, "I want to go home and rest."

Lu Qiansong looked at him for a while, then took his hand again and walked away: "Then don't make a noise, let's go eat."

"I said I didn't want to..."

"Go," Lu Qiansong interrupted him, "Go to Chao'an."

It's not an order, nor is it a request, but it's a bit tricky.

Wen Chaoan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to be like this.

The hand clasped tightly around the wrist unconsciously used some strength, as if saying silently: Don't reject me.

During this time, Wen Chaoan rejected him too many times.

The car stopped not far away, Wen Chaoan was taken aback for a moment, and was brought to him. Lu Qiansong opened the car door and pushed the man in, fearing that he would run away, he quickly bent over to fasten his seat belt.

Lu Qiansong leaned on the back of the seat with one hand and pulled the seat belt with the other. Half of his body was in front of Wen Chaoan. There was a little distance between them, but that was negligible.

Wen Chaoan smelled Lu Qiansong, which was not much different from the one in high school. He subconsciously held his breath, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.He is nervous.

With a "click", Lu Qiansong straightened up, and when he turned his head, his breath touched Wen Chaoan's cheek, and the hand supporting the backrest exerted force, and Wen Chaoan subconsciously closed his eyes.

But soon, the person in front of him was standing outside the door, and he closed the door immediately, walked around to the driver's seat and got in the car.

Wen Chaoan didn't take advantage of this time to escape, although he really wanted to escape, but forget it, he was not guilty of anything.

"Where do you want to go?"

Wen Chaoan shook his head, took out his mobile phone and told Zhou Rong that he might have to leave first, and wanted him to help him get his coat, and then see if Lu Qiansong left anything behind.

Zhou Rong replied in seconds, expressing his shock with his expression, and said, "It's fun, are you coming home late?"

Come back late ass.

Wen Chaoan wanted to turn off the social software, but Zhou Rong asked again: Where are you going?

Wen Chaoan didn't know where to go, so he turned off his phone and found that Lu Qiansong was still waiting for his answer, so he said, "What do you want to eat?"

"Not ready yet."

Lu Qiansong turned his head to look at him. There was a white light in the basement, which looked quite deserted. Because the car was blocking it, it couldn't fall on the person, and only half of the seat could be illuminated.

So the light fell in front of Lu Qiansong, but it was dim above.

But even in the dark, Wen Chaoan knew he was looking at him.

"I don't know..." He muttered in a low voice, his eyes fell on his fingers, and the fingers twisted together at some point.

"Then I've decided?" Lu Qiansong picked up the phone, as if looking for a suitable restaurant.

He was still watching, Wen Chaoan turned his face, looked out of the car window for a while, and asked, "Are you full?"

"Ok?"

"I want to go home."

Wen Chaoan turned his head to look at Lu Qiansong again. He knew that he wanted to invite him to dinner, but he still refused, "I want to go home."

Lu Qiansong froze the hand that slid the screen, and fell silent in the shadows.

The loss visible to the naked eye and felt by the senses was like a rushing tide, Wen Chaoan's heart trembled, and he couldn't bear it.

"You already...don't even want to have a meal with me?" Lu Qiansong lowered her head without looking at him.

For those who are soft-hearted, pretending to be pitiful is an excellent way, and Wen Chaoan is soft-hearted, and Lu Qiansong looks pitiful enough now.

Wen Chaoan even thought it was just a meal.

"Then how am I going to chase you?"

Lu Qiansong pressed the screen lock, turned the phone upside down in the space next to the gear, reached out with one hand, and pressed it on the side of the seat behind Wen Chaoan. He stared at Wen Chaoan seriously, as if he was proving the answer to a math problem. untie.

"I can't date you, I can't keep up with you, how should I chase you?"

His voice sounded troubled.

That's your business...that's your own business, don't ask me.

Wen Chaoan thought so, his lips moved, but he didn't say it out.

"I want to have dinner with you, not only today, but also in the future, I want to see you every day."

A few seconds later, Wen Chaoan looked up at him, and said softly: "Fake, you lied to me again. If you want to see me every day, why did you leave me?"

People always have a deep memory of abandonment, whether it is justified, unreasonable, random, helpless, happy, painful... There are many reasons for abandoning, but the result is the same.

Wen Chaoan would rather believe that he cared about him than treat him as a coward.

Disposable is discarded.Today he is still saying "I want to see you every day", but will he leave again tomorrow? The "wolf is coming" child can't blame others for not believing him, because trust will be consumed.

Lu Qiansong did not answer.

Wen Chaoan looked at him, stretched out his hand very slowly, paused on his cheek, and then touched it.Same as in high school, Lu Qiansong's cheeks are also soft, and his expression is gentle and affectionate, which looks like an illusion.And very true.

"Lu Qiansong, you can lie to me, you can play with me, you can do anything, but why did you suddenly disappear? I hate who leaves me, especially you. I will hate you."

Speaking of the word "disgusting", Wen Chaoan noticed that his eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly that would only stop for a while, but did not flap its wings to leave because it wanted to stop.

Wen Chaoan's hand left his cheek, and Lu Qiansong's face panicked for a moment when the temperature disappeared, but it gradually stabilized after Wen Chaoan's arm was put on his shoulder.

"Don't hate me..." he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to leave you."

"I miss you every day and want to see you."

"Then why didn't you come to me?" Wen Chaoan frowned, trying to suppress the tears that came up, but suddenly realized that it seemed that Lu Qiansong had asked this question before, and he had the answer in his heart.

He said helplessly and aggrieved: "I didn't even block you, I waited for you every day."

Wen Chaoan's breathing became a little quicker, his eyes were hazy, and tears would flow in the blink of an eye.He couldn't remember whether he liked crying very much before.

His face was itchy, Lu Qiansong leaned over and wiped away his tears, he seemed to smile: "Little crying bag."

"I didn't cry..."

Wen Chaoan sniffed hard, and then, like a demonstration, pressed Lu Qiansong's back collar, and pulled him towards him forcefully.He hit it so hard that his teeth hit the skin, and it hurt a little.

How long has it been since I kissed him?

Wen Chaoan thought so, filled with grievances and sorrows, and wanted to get something out of this kiss, he opened his mouth like a crazy kid, grinding and gnawing the ground with his harmless little fangs To claim what was lost.

I don't know when the two hands climbed onto his shoulders, Wen Chaoan tried to hang himself on it, but there was a quick response from the other side, pressing him on the soft backrest, frantically asking for it.

After many years, this wet kiss, which was much late, finally came. When they parted, both of them panted heavily. Wen Chaoan was hugged tightly by Lu Qiansong, and his chin rested on Lu Qiansong's shoulder. On the ground, he wondered in a daze, are his shoulders so high?

You have to raise your head to get on it, which is a bit tiring.

When he was relieved, Wen Chaoan breathed wetly into his ear.

"Aren't you chasing me?"

"Ah."

"Then go after it."