not a decent stand-in

Not long after Han Tingqiao left, Ying Zhen found an excuse and slipped away.

Zuo Tong was eating the dinner brought by Xiang Yindong, seeing that he was a little out of control, he asked: "What's wrong? His face is so bad..."

"It's okay, there are some things I can't understand..."

Xiang Yindong forced a smile, some things became clearer, but his heart became heavier and heavier.

But guesses are just guesses after all, and he can't act rashly without real evidence.

Zuo Tong stretched out his hand and touched his cheek: "Then don't think about it, you've been quite tired these two days, go back and rest!"

Xiang Yindong didn't speak, put his head in Zuo Tong's arms, and exhaled deeply.

After a long while, he stood up and kissed Zuo Tong on the cheek as if he was full of blood and revived again.

"I won't go back tonight. I will stay with you in the hospital. I will go to the company tomorrow morning and come to pick you up from the hospital..."

"Um……"

Zuo Tong nodded, and generously returned his kiss.

"Damn, you are so oily!"

Xiang Yindong touched the oil stains on his face, seeing Zuo Tong's eyes crooked with a smile, he finally felt a lot more relaxed.

In the afternoon of the next day, Xiang Yindong rushed back to the hospital just after Zuo Tong completed the discharge procedures.

When the two of them came out of the hospital, the sun was already setting.

The car drove for a certain distance on the road, Zuo Tong found that something was wrong with the scenery outside the window, so he asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Xiang Yindong turned his face sideways and smiled mysteriously: "Oh, you're quite vigilant! Afraid I'll sell you out?"

Zuo Tong gave him a sideways glance, and said unhappily: "Whoever sells it may not be sure?"

Xiang Yindong laughed loudly, continued to drive according to the established route, and soon left the city.

The scenery along the road became more and more familiar, and Zuo Tong had already guessed in his heart: "Go left?"

Xiang Yindong raised his eyebrows, gave him a thumbs up, and then turned on the music in the car: "If you feel sleepy, go to sleep first, and I'll call you when you arrive!"

Zuo Tong was indeed a little tired, so he closed his eyes and rested for a while.

When he woke up, Xiang Yindong had already parked the car at the gate of "Go Left".

Today's "Going to the Left" was very quiet, Xiang Yindong took Zuo Tong into the yard, but found that there was not even a ghost.

Xiang Yindong yelled, and then a waiter hurriedly ran downstairs.

"Young Master Xiang, boss, you have arrived!"

The waiter was holding a small blackboard with the words "the shop is closed for three days due to something wrong" written on it.

"I'm about to hang out, everything else is ready, do you have any other orders?"

Xiang Yindong patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, there is nothing else to do!"

"Okay, then I'll go first..." The young waiter looked very happy, dragged out a suitcase from the bar, and walked out happily, "Boss, thank you for inviting us out to play!"

"Have fun!" Xiang Yindong waved to him.

"What's going on?" Zuo Tong folded his hands and watched the two people sing together. After the person left, he raised his eyebrows and asked, "Shouldn't you explain it carefully?"

Xiang Yindong had a playful smile, and walked upstairs to the room with his arm around Zuo Tong's shoulders: "Isn't it just to help you give them a few days off? Any economic losses, it's all on my head..."

Zuo Tong couldn't laugh or cry, this guy became childish, which really refreshed people's three views.

It was getting dark, and the night wind in the valley was already a little cool.

Xiang Yindong dragged Zuo Tong into the room on the top floor, then climbed up the ladder to the rooftop.

The night shrouded the valley, the crooked stars and the moon hung on the side of the mountain, and the cool mountain wind blew gently, making people feel refreshed.

It's just that the two people on the roof were shocked by the scene in front of them and couldn't speak.

At this moment, the roof terrace is filled with all kinds of beautiful roses and lilies, exuding a burst of fragrance, and there are starry lights hanging on the railings around, twinkling and shining like stars.

There is a table in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, with a candlelight dinner.

The two stunned people, standing in this romantic scene, are inexplicably a little funny.

Zuo Tong couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

"What's your taste?"

In fact, he has already guessed that Xiang Yindong must have premeditatedly brought him to "go left", because tomorrow is his birthday.

But two big men having a candlelight dinner in the sea of ​​flowers, wouldn't it be too hypocritical?

"This one……"

Xiang Yindong was actually a little dumbfounded. He only told the employees of "Go Left" that their boss was going to celebrate his sweetheart's birthday together, and the scene was a little more romantic.

He didn't expect that this romance would be so exaggerated by them!

After a few seconds of embarrassment, Xiang Yindong finally came back to his senses, touched his chin, and heheed twice.

"Since we're all here, we can't waste it, can we?" He smiled and stretched out his hand, making a decent invitation gesture, "It's just that we haven't had a candlelight dinner yet, so why don't you give it a shot?"

Zuo Tong opened his hand in disgust, but sat down at the table with a smile on his face.

There was red wine and two dinner plates on the table. In fact, the highlight of Xiang Yindong's preparations today was to cook the steak himself.

Soon, he had put on his apron, took the steak out of the refrigerator, and started cooking it on the nearby stove.

On the terrace, the starlight shines, the candlelight and flowers complement each other, and amidst the faint music, it has the atmosphere of a French restaurant.

While frying the steak, Xiang Yindong gave him frequent glances.

Zuo Tong is also at ease when he comes, enjoying the benefits of being served by others.

The two finished their steak slowly, drank red wine, and leaned on the terrace to enjoy the breeze.

Time seemed to go back to their childhood, the night they got lost in the wild.

It was a camping trip. The two of them lost their way in the mountains in order to find fireflies, and were trapped on a big rock, and the wind blew like this all night.

Xiang Yindong, who was in his teens, kept comforting him, saying that they would be fine and that they would definitely be able to go home.

Maybe, that's when I fell in love with this person.

Zuo Tong closed his eyes and tried hard to recall.

In the light of the fireflies, I fell in love with this person who is always carefree and talks nonsense, but can be relied on at any time.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what happens, it seems that with this person, I will not feel afraid.

"What are you thinking about?" Xiang Yindong stroked Zuo Tong's hair and asked softly.

"It's a pity that fireflies are rarely seen in the city. When will we go to the mountains to look for them?"

"Okay, if you get lost, it's better for someone not to cry again!"

Zuo Tong closed his eyes and didn't speak. There seemed to be little lights of fireflies floating in the darkness, and the corners of his mouth raised a big way.

Then, a soft and delicate kiss captured him, and electric current spread throughout his body, carrying an indescribable warmth.

But just when he was greedy for this kind of warmth and wanted to get more, Xiang Yindong just tasted it, got up and left quickly.

His body suddenly lost warmth, and Zuo Tong opened his eyes, only to see Xiang Yindong standing in front of him holding something.

The black velvet gift box, tied with a good ribbon, was handed over to Zuo Tong.

"Happy birthday!" Someone's eyes were full of smiles, and he seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"I thought you'd have to hold back until the early hours of the morning to say it!"

Zuo Tong pursed his lips and opened the box readily. With the faint light, he saw that there was an exquisite handmade watch inside.

With smooth lines and exquisite design, you can tell it is from the master's handwriting at a glance.

Zuo Tong actually doesn't have many hobbies, but he has always had a soft spot for watches.

"George Mercier!" Zuo Tong took out the watch, his eyes glowing, "Did you find him?"

That craftsman, known as the master of masters, had retired to the mountains and forests last year.

I thought I had no chance to get his custom order, but I didn't expect the words "ForZ" to be engraved on the back of the dial.

Zuo Tong stroked that word, and his heart was filled immediately.

Xiang Yindong was smiling, and asked rather proudly: "Do you know why I gave you the watch?"

"why?"

"It represents my time. From now on, all my time will be handed over to you, and you will be in charge!"

Seeing his flattery on his face, Zuo Tong felt a little funny in his heart. Although these words were disgusting, who wouldn't be moved by his lover's love words?

He didn't speak, but turned his gratitude into practical actions, stretched out his hand to hook Xiang Yindong's neck, enfolded his lips, and kissed slowly and deeply.

The breathing of each other is intertwined, and the tip of the tongue rubs against each other, absorbing the temperature in each other's mouth.

Soon, Xiang Yindong regained the initiative, carefully avoided the opponent's arm, cupped his face and pecked gently.

From cheek to cochlea, from neck to collarbone.

The cool mountain breeze, met with dry wood and raging fire, the situation will soon be out of control.

Before the last trace of rationality disappeared, Xiang Yindong touched Zuo Tong's injured arm and asked, "Is it okay?"

Zuo Tong enjoyed his kiss, his whole body was so numb that he could barely speak, he murmured: "Hurry up, don't talk nonsense..."

With such an invitation, Xiang Yindong couldn't control it.

Under the starry sky, the mountain wind blew the flowers all over the roof, and it was another night of passion.

When they woke up the next day, both of them had backaches.

With the sound of Tanhuan, in order not to touch Zuo Tong's arm, the two of them took a lot of effort, as if their bodies were about to fall apart.

Xiang Yindong got up and made breakfast, and fed it to Zuo Tong on the bed with a satisfied face.

Both of them turned off their mobile phones, refused all interruptions, and truly gave each other their time.

During this day, they nestled on the roof, read books and listened to music, cooked and washed dishes together, walked and kissed under the stars, and lived a comfortable and fulfilling life.

It's a pity that one day in the mountains seems to be ten years in the world.

On the morning of the third day, when the two of them turned on their phones, countless phone calls and emails had already arrived.

They wanted to be gods and couples, but after all, they had to return to reality.