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Duan Zhuo's lips parted slightly, he didn't speak, and stared at Jiang Sui intently, as if he didn't realize what was going on.

The woman standing next to him sized Jiang Sui up, then looked at Duan Zhuo, her eyes flashed with curiosity: "Why, you two are a couple?"

This question stunned Jiang Sui and Duan Zhuo.

If it were placed in a school, this would be an unbelievable idea, but in this bizarre environment, it was brought up naturally.

Her question can't help but make Jiang Sui ponder, why is her behavior considered possessive and a declaration of sovereignty in the eyes of others?

Are his mood swings that obvious?

Jiang Sui didn't answer this question, and Duan Zhuo didn't express his opinion directly. After they looked at each other tacitly, the atmosphere between the two became weird and ambiguous.

"Let's go," Jiang Suiyi grabbed Duan Zhuo's arm and led him towards the booth, "I have something to tell you."

This was the first time they had physical contact since Xiao Dao came back, and it was Jiang Sui who took the initiative. Duan Zhuo's eyes were in a trance at first, and soon settled on his wrist.

The beam of light cast by the spotlight on the ceiling swept over Jiang Sui's fingers. They were white, slender, and full of power at the same time, and the sleeves were wrinkled.Surrounded by noise, Duan Zhuo could clearly perceive his own heartbeat.

Being pushed into the booth, Duan Zhuo leaned against the cushion and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Sui pointed down at his belly, frowned and said, "Look at your clothes, what do you look like?"

Duan Zhuo looked down, only to find that two of the buttons of the vest were undone. The work clothes issued by the hotel were of average quality, and the buttons and buttonholes didn't fit perfectly, so they came loose easily.

"Maybe it was pushed away by the crowd just now." He said while buttoning them.

The surrounding voices were so noisy that Jiang Sui couldn't hear what he was saying at all, so he leaned into his ear and asked, "Didn't it feel good to be unbuttoned by those women just now?"

These words sounded a bit sarcastic.Duan Zhuo turned his head and looked at this face so close, he was a little surprised. Although Jiang Sui usually likes to joke with people, he also respects the rules. At least here in Duan Zhuo, he has never encountered such a situation.

Combined with Jiang Sui's extraordinary concern for him this time, an exciting possibility flashed in Duan Zhuo's mind, but he was not sure, fearing that he was being self-indulgent.

"Ask you something." Jiang Sui bumped him.

Duan Zhuo himself didn't know how he broke it off, so he couldn't deny it, so he had to explain: "I really don't know what's going on, this buckle was not tight at first, if you don't believe me, look, it will fall off if you really pull it off... ..."

While he was talking and demonstrating, the buttons were loosened very cooperatively, but Jiang Sui looked indifferent, turned his eyes away, put on his gloves and continued to chew on the duck's neck.

Duan Zhuo is very helpless, his mood at the moment is like the song sang, "sweet and upset, happy and chaotic".

He can feel that Jiang Sui treats him better than others, and cares a little more than others, but Jiang Sui doesn't admit it.

"Are you going to eat this?" Jiang Sui pushed the plate towards Duan Zhuo. Besides the duck neck, there were also some pretty snacks inside.

"You haven't had dinner yet, have you?"

"We have a rule that you can't eat the food of the guests casually." Duan Zhuo said.

Jiang Sui lazily approached the sofa, raised his eyebrows, and looked at him with funny eyes: "Then why did you drink the wine from the guest before?"

I don't know if it's the blessing of the atmosphere, but Duan Zhuo always felt that his words implied deep meaning, and his demeanor resembled a customer who drank too much wine and frantically molested people.

Duan Zhuo watched the flickering lights jumping in his eyes, suddenly lost his confidence: "Drinking is a special case..."

Jiang Sui leaned sideways on the sofa, resting his temples with his fingers, and asked, "Then can I speak well?"

Duan Zhuo didn't want to speak at the top of his voice anymore, and responded with a nod.

"Then eat quickly," Jiang Sui picked up a piece of pastry and put it in Duan Zhuo's palm, "Don't force me to stuff it into your mouth."

The pastry in his hand is in the shape of a pumpkin, and it looks like it is hand-made, lifelike, but Duan Zhuo's attention is not on it, but on the finger that Jiang Sui touched just now.

He felt that he might have a tendency to be masochistic, and he had no resistance to such a tyrannical Jiang Sui.

He bit off half of the pumpkin in one bite, and the egg yolk melted in his mouth, sweet and salty, like the conflicting heart at the moment.Reason asked him to suppress his restless heart, but the unconscious half urged him to get closer to the people around him.

This is a great opportunity, in such a warm atmosphere, mistakes will be narrowed down.

He tried to calm himself down, leaning back slowly, and Jiang Sui's hand on the sofa happened to be behind his neck.

He touched his fingers, and the long-lost, electric shock-like feeling made him very excited and happy, and the pastry in his hand was squeezed to pieces.

Surprisingly, Jiang Sui's palm didn't move away, and was still beating to the music.

Duan Zhuo thought that he was attracted by the stage performance and didn't pay attention to these details, but when he turned his head, he found that Jiang Sui was also looking at him.His every move and hesitation just now must have left traces in Jiang Sui's eyes.

Duan Zhuo took a quick glance, and before he had time to confirm Jiang Sui's reaction, he immediately looked away, stuffed the remaining half of the snack into his mouth, and swallowed it whole.

"Is it delicious?" Jiang Sui gently pinched the back of his neck and asked.

Skin to skin, Duan Zhuo's brain went blank.

Around the stage, voices were raging, his heartbeat coincided with the dense drumbeat, and he was surrounded by a strong sense of illusion. He even needed to pinch his thigh hard to confirm that he was not dreaming.

Jiang Sui was touching him, and this lost and regained joy caused his excitement to soar to an incredible height. He once again felt that his soul was out of control, floating in the air, and every cell in his body was trembling. clamor.

He didn't dare to move at all, and maintained an uncomfortable posture and said, "It's delicious."

Jiang Sui handed him the whole plate together: "Then you eat more, I will call again after eating, if it is too sweet, eat some duck neck to relieve the greasy, this neck is quite delicious."

Duan Zhuo ate a bit obediently, and asked, "You came here today just to eat these expensive duck necks, right?"

Jiang Sui shrugged, looking indifferent: "I didn't have the chance to go to the bar before, so I just came over to have fun."

"Actually, it's not much fun."

In Duan Zhuo's view, this is a relatively secret place where everyone can release their emotions, but the paralyzing effect of alcohol is time-sensitive. When you wake up, you still have to face those things you don't want to face in reality. matter.

The madness and courage here can't be taken away, and the feelings found here can't be kept, it's meaningless.If he didn't want to make money, he estimated that he would never set foot here in his life and would not waste time on such boring pastimes.

"Isn't this with you here?" Jiang Sui suddenly said with a smile, "How could it not be fun?"

The strong reverberation made Duan Zhuo start to doubt his ears. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Sui, trying to find out the reason why he was being unreasonable several times tonight.

Behind him, someone patted Duan Zhuo on the shoulder, he turned his head, a colleague bent slightly across the sofa, approached him and asked, "Are you lazy here? Is this your friend?"

Duan Zhuo nodded, and introduced to Jiang Sui in a low voice: "This is the girl I mentioned to you that day."

"Which one?" Jiang Sui looked up at the girl, "The beauty at table three?"

"What..." Duan Zhuo laughed helplessly, "It's the one you asked me why I would help someone stop drinking."

Jiang Sui let out a long "Oh".

"Then I'll go to work first." Duan Zhuo got up and walked a few steps, then turned back to Jiang Sui, bent down and told him, "Go back when you're full, it's too noisy here, and you'll easily lose sleep at night if you stay for a long time .”

Jiang Sui had already taken off his shoes and curled up on the sofa. He paused the video on his phone and said, "I'll go back together after you get off work."

"I didn't get off work until three o'clock in the morning."

"It's okay, I can wait for you until three o'clock." Jiang Sui patted the sofa under his buttocks, "It's a big place, and it's quite comfortable to lie on."

"But you can't rest well at all."

Jiang Sui crossed his legs and didn't listen to him at all.

"Well, I don't care about your business, and you don't care about me."

Duan Zhuo was startled, and finally realized that Jiang Sui was still angry at him for not charging the medical bills. He came today because of him, and stayed because of him.

He should have thought earlier that athletes who can persist in one event for so many years must be stubborn animals.

Jiang Sui decided that what he wanted to do, even if he had to make many detours, even if he had to hit his head badly, he did not give up on this idea.

For a moment, Duan Zhuo didn't know whether to feel his misfortune or honor.

With mixed emotions, he returned to his post and continued to work, but his mind was completely lost, especially every time he peeked at Jiang Sui and found that Jiang Sui was also looking at him, he couldn't hold the tray in his hand. Steady.

Not long after, Jiang Sui’s cell phone ran out of battery, and he put it on the bar to charge it. He and the neighbor next door played Doudizhu at a table. Jiang Sui’s card skills were not bad. Duan Zhuo watched him raise his hands and cheered from afar, looking very happy , and the mood also improved.

Later, the young people at that table went back, and a few middle-aged uncles came. Jiang Sui returned to the original booth, took off his shoes and curled up on the sofa, his eyes were empty, and he didn't know whether he was tired or sleepy.

After twelve o'clock, the dancing session ended, and it was replaced by guitar playing and singing. This week is the anniversary event of the bar. The boss invited a cover singer who is very popular on the short video software to sing.

Some fans stayed until this point in order to see him. As soon as he appeared, the atmosphere of the scene became lively again.

Duan Zhuo could only watch helplessly as Jiang Suigang opened his eyes in confusion within a few minutes of closing them. He looked like a frightened cat, staring blankly at the stage, without any fluctuations on his face. not fit into their world.

Not to mention Jiang Sui, Duan Zhuo has been here for almost a week, and he still hasn't gotten used to the noise.

Some things are put on him, and he doesn’t feel anything at all. If he stays up late, he stays up late, and when he works hard, he works harder, but when he sees Jiang Sui bear these things for him, his heart feels like it is blocked by something, and there is pain .

At the end of the song, the house was full of applause. The man sitting on the chair lifted the brim of his peaked cap and gently plucked the strings.

"Next, let's play an old song for everyone, Sandy Lam's, how about it?"

The audience in the audience was full of voices, and someone shouted: "I love to listen to everything!"

"Okay, then hers, a singer I like very much." The man's voice was soft, with a laugh, flowing warmly with the prelude.

"My happiness, fear and suspicion, I really want to translate them into words and bring you into my heart."

"It's like we are separated by a layer of glass. You can see it but can't touch it. Although I am a few millimeters away from you, you won't know how anxious I am..."

The lyrics unintentionally hit two hearts, and the two lines of sight intersected a few tables away.

Jiang Sui's heart was pounding, he couldn't describe what it was like, he only knew it was unprecedented, sweet and sour.It was the first time that he actually resonated with a love song.

The young man standing not far away had sparkles in his eyes.

He looked at him, obviously he didn't say anything, but he seemed to have finished what he should say.

Duan Zhuo took away a table of things, but soon returned to Jiang Sui, looked down at him: "It's too late, I'll book a room for you, you go to rest first."

Jiang Sui was indeed very sleepy, so sleepy that he couldn't help yawning when he heard the word rest.

While rubbing his eyes, he shook his head stubbornly: "I'll wait for you to get off work."

Duan Zhuo suddenly bent over and approached, Jiang Sui was startled, his back pressed against the back of the sofa, and asked involuntarily, "What's wrong?"

They were only two fingers away, and Jiang Sui saw his panicked shadow in his eyes.

"Not really. It's just that you..."

Duan Zhuo looked down and landed on Jiang Sui's lips.

This terrible pause made Jiang Sui's Adam's apple roll, and he used his peripheral vision to pay attention to whether the surroundings were looking at them.

He couldn't retreat, blinked his eyes uncontrollably a few times, and pursed his lips tightly.

Afterwards, he heard Duan Zhuo say lightly: "It's really easy to be misunderstood."

Jiang Sui blurted out: "What is the misunderstanding?"

Duan Zhuo raised his eyebrows, did not speak, and rested his right palm on Jiang Sui's thigh.

The jeans Jiang Sui was wearing today had a finger-length hole, and he saw a finger sticking in through the hole, pinching his leg tenderly.

Looking up again, two deep dimples appeared on the corners of Duan Zhuo's mouth.

"Think about it carefully, why are you waiting here for me to get off work?"