1000 meters in diameter

East Lake Park is the lake view park farthest from the urban area. When Han Yan arrived, it was already eleven o'clock at night.

The driver was sleepy on the road, and after yawning twice, he slapped himself severely, and then turned around to discuss with him, "Young man, can I smoke a cigarette?"

Han Yan lowered the window to the lowest level.

The driver understood, and stretched his hand back, "Come on, you have one too, to refresh yourself."

The lighter clicked, and the faint blue flame was shrunk by the cold wind.He took the cigarette, covered the fire with his hand, and lowered his head with the cigarette in his mouth.The shaped bangs were originally orthodox and serious, but at this moment, a strand of hair was left loosely on the forehead, like the most vivid detail of a plaster statue.

The wind blew the smoke all over his face, and he squinted.

"What are you doing there so late?" The driver looked in the rearview mirror, "You're still dressed so formally."

This round trip is estimated to be one hundred and fifty.When I got on the bus, I agreed that the destination is too far away, so I won’t go there if I only take a one-way trip.

"Pick up." Han Yan cherished words like gold.

"Pick up your girlfriend."

He didn't answer any more, and turned to the cold window, silently watching the yellow leaves of the sycamore tree retreating rapidly.

When driving near the park, the driver slowed down, "Should I call your friend?"

Han Yan's facial features tensed and he didn't respond.

The driver shook his head and searched with him.

On the second lap, I finally found a squatting, very small person in the shadow of the street lamp.

"Stop." Han Yan shouted.

The car was stopped.

boom--

He slammed the car door and walked towards the wind, because the pace was too fast, the hem of the windbreaker turned backwards, and when he was two meters away from the person, he suddenly said in a low voice, "Are you out of your mind?"

An Ning sat next to the light pole with her legs crossed, her head buried in her knees.No face was visible, but the ears and neck were gray and blue.

Hearing the voice, he raised his head abruptly, his expression was still pleasantly surprised a moment ago, but after seeing the person coming, he turned into surprise and loss.

"why you?"

"Get up!" Han Yan pulled him up violently, "I'm asking if you're out of your mind. It's so cold in the suburbs, waiting for Qiao Yu to rescue you?"

An Ning was staggered by him, and the neckline of her jacket was tilted to one side, revealing a large part of her neck that had already turned white from the cold.

"What does it have to do with you... let me go..."

Instead, Han Yan pulled him closer, "I tell you, stop playing these childish tricks, and no one will care about you."

"Did I let you take care of me?" An Ning struggled to pull his hand away, and pushed him away with rabbit-like eyes, "This is a matter between me and Qiao Yu, what does it have to do with you?"

"If you have an accident, I can't get rid of it!"

The figures of the two were entangled under the streetlight, confronting each other fiercely, but they were still unable to separate.

"Come with me."

"Why should I go with you?"

With a bang——

Han Yan kicked the light pole hard: "I fucking told you to follow me!"

His facial features are sharp, his glaring eyes are fierce, and his body seems to contain great violence.

An Ning's body trembled slightly, and she clenched her hands tightly to calm herself down: "Qiao Yu asked you to come? When will he see me?"

Han Yan cursed an extremely nasty curse in a low voice, and stared at An Ning fiercely.An Ning also looked at him with a stubborn expression, showing no intention of compromise at all.

beep-

The driver honked his horn.

Han Yan scolded, frowning so tightly that a fly could be pinched to death, he kicked the street lamp twice with a bang, then suppressed the fire, and spat two words from his throat: "Tonight."

"Really?" An Ning's expression relaxed, and the circles of her eyes instantly turned red.

beep-

Another horn sounded.

Han Yan didn't speak any more, turned around and walked towards the taxi that had been waiting for a long time.An Ning followed suit, and sat quietly beside him without any external force.

The driver who witnessed the whole journey turned on the heater, probably feeling embarrassed, raised his hand and turned on the radio.

"Where are you two going?"

Han Yan reported the name of his community.

An Ning turned her head to look at him, pursed her lips, but did not question, but accepted everything obediently.

There is no way who can take who.

On the late-night radio station, the soft female voice flows like water.

The car gradually warmed up, and there was only a faint smell of smoke left, and I still remembered the coldness when I came.

Although An Ning was quiet the whole time, he didn't ask or say anything, but anyone could easily see that he was both happy and nervous.His cheeks slowly returned to blood, his eyes were bright and energetic, his fingers were intertwined, and occasionally he would separate and fiddle with his hair, and then twist them together again.

The closer he got to the destination, the more nervous he became. After deliberating several times, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Has Qiaoyu arrived yet?"

Han Yan turned his head.

It seemed that the darker the sky, the brighter his eyes became.

After a long silence, Han Yan suddenly raised his hand, wanting to pluck his slightly messy bangs.

An Ning dodged subconsciously.

The hand stopped halfway.Han Yan's eyes shifted slightly, and he saw his distraught face on the car window.

He withdrew his hand, and his facial features returned to sternness: "He has something to deal with, and he won't be there in a while."

"Oh," An Ning moved towards the car door calmly, with an unnatural expression, "You tell him there's no rush, I can wait."

Then there was another blank.

It seems that as long as the two of them are alone together, it will always be like this, you don't speak and I don't speak, just sit around forever.

A layer of white mist condensed on the car window, An Ning leaned her face to take a breath, stretched out her fingers and drew a simple smiling face.

When he turned around, he found that Han Yan was staring at the glass, his brows slightly frowned.He smiled embarrassedly: "The painting is not very good, I will give it to you as a thank you for picking me up tonight."

In fact, it's not just thanks for this, we both understand each other.

Han Yan's eyes moved to his face, and his lips moved, as if something had come to his lips.

It's a pity that the car stopped suddenly, and the driver interrupted: "Both, we're here."

An Ning tilted her head towards Han Yan——

what do you want to say?

Han Yan turned and got off the car.

An Ning froze for a moment, and quickly followed up.

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"Go take a hot shower first," Han Yan found pajamas for An Ning after entering the door, "Qiao Yu will be very late."

"Don't bother."

"I don't want to say it a second time." It was probably too late, Han Yan's eyes turned blue, he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, then took out the lighter and cigarette case from his pocket, and threw them on the coffee table with clangs , "After washing, go to my bed and lie down, I have to work overtime, don't come out to disturb me."

An Ning had no choice but to obey.

Not long after, the sound of water in the bathroom sounded.

Han Yan lay back on the sofa, smoking a cigarette while calling Qiao Yu, the ash was shaking everywhere.One puff after another of white smoke was spit out, and it was impossible to see anything in front of the eyes, only the sparks from the cigarette butts dangled in the fog.

After about a quarter of an hour, the sound of the water stopped.

An Ning, who was covered in the aroma of pine wood, came out and found that Han Yan on the sofa was already working. The white light from the laptop screen reflected on his face, making his outline even colder.

"Where is the hair dryer?"

"Bedroom, close the door after entering."

He nodded, tiptoedly opened the door and went in, thought for a while, and whispered: "If I accidentally fall asleep, can you wake me up when Qiao Yu arrives?"

The hands typing on the keyboard paused.

Han Yan was silent for a moment, but still did not look up at him: "Qiao Yu will call you."

"Okay," An Ning was still wrapping her clothes in her hands, bowing her head, "But I probably won't fall asleep."

This is the truth.

Where can he sleep?

See you soon Joe Yu.After waiting for so many days, the knots in my heart were finally untied. The last few 10 minutes of waiting were like a bitter medicine that returned to its sweetness.

Han Yan deserves to be a clean freak. Although he is a man living alone, the bedding in the bedroom is clean and fluffy. There is not a single hair on the pillow, and there is no unpleasant smell.

The bedroom is very warm, and the air conditioner has been turned on in advance without knowing when.

Looking up and seeing the 28 degrees displayed above, An Ning felt inexplicably warm.In fact, Han Yan doesn't seem to be that bad, but he is a bit dull, he can't speak well, and he is a good person in his bones.

That's right, birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. How could Qiao Yu's friends be bad guys?

After drying his hair, he folded his clothes and lay down, covered with a quilt, but vaguely felt that he was surrounded by a faint scent of pine wood.It turned out that it wasn't completely odorless, the place where Han Yan slept still had a smell, stuffed in the quilt, as if he was hugging himself.

An Ning's cheeks were slightly red, and then she pinched her face with her hands.

He took the warm phone that had been hidden in the quilt for a long time, and sent a message to Ah Wen.

[From] Ning: Are you still busy?Come earlier, okay, I'm so embarrassed here alone.

Putting down his phone, he belatedly realized that he seemed to be more used to chatting with Ah Wen using the old software than WeChat, as if that was the real Ah Wen.

I don't know if his urging had an effect, and about a quarter of an hour later, there was the sound of the door lock being unlocked outside.

He quickly closed his eyes, his heart beating like a drum.

But the bedroom door didn't move.

Through a wall, the sound of the living room was muffled.It was Qiao Yu who came. He and Han Yan seemed to be talking about something in the living room. His voice was very low, as if he deliberately didn't want to wake anyone up.

An Ning closed her eyes and waited for a long time. Although she didn't check her phone, she always had half an hour.

I don't know why, the more I look forward to, the slower things come.

A few minutes later, the bedroom door creaked softly.He immediately closed his eyes, trying to pretend to be asleep.

I'm so nervous, if I meet with my eyes open, I don't seem to know what to say.

Just wait for Qiao Yu to speak first.

Footsteps came to the bed, but the visitor was silent.

An Ning's hands tightly clutched the sheet under the quilt.The chaos in his mind was like boiling water, and all the blood rushed to his heart, beating extremely hard.

Qiao Yu seemed to be looking at him.

Time elapses in seconds.

I don't know how long it took, but I only know that it was so long that An Ning almost thought that the footsteps just now were his own illusion.Just when he was hesitating whether to open his eyes, a warm touch suddenly fell above his left eye——

It's a kiss.

Accompanied by the hot breath of the kiss, it only stays for a second before leaving, the force is so light that it can be ignored.

There is also some vague wine smell.

An Ning's brain shut down.

It was just such a wrong god who left.

That's right, people left.The bedroom door opened and closed, and the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Still reminiscing, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, and lightly touched his eyelids with his fingertips.It was indeed kissed by Awen, the brand was hot and seemed to be a little wet.

Not a hallucination.

He was almost on the verge of tears.

Such a restrained kiss, wrapped in silent feelings, was poured on his lonely and timid heart, and the taste was indescribable.

I have never tried to feel the serious liking of another person for me like this moment.Even Cao Hengqi didn't give him this feeling, it was precious and irreplaceable.

This is what Qiao Yu saw when he entered.

An Ning sat on the edge of the bed, with red eyes open, looking at the door earnestly, then got up the moment he approached, rushed over and hugged him tightly, "Take me away."