very close to the clouds

Shen Yanbai sat on the balcony and smoked, holding a long and thin cigarette between his slender fingers. He seldom smokes, and he can't smoke the kind that is particularly strong. After searching for a long time in the supermarket here, he couldn't find the one he likes. brand, I had to buy a box of slender ones, which would have a smaller flavor when smoked.

The white soles of his feet were against the window lattice of the balcony. He slightly raised his head and looked out of the window, showing a sharp and indifferent side face. He rubbed the watch on his hand with his fingers, gently and slowly. I feel that it is difficult to approach, but there is also a very fatal temptation.

Makes people want to wreck him and watch him get out of control.

This is what Jiang Zhongyu saw when he came in.

He paused at the door, then looked back and closed the door, saying, "Dinner is here."

Shen Yanbai turned to look at him while biting his almost finished cigarette, and asked vaguely: "What are you eating?"

"Chinese food, soup or something, is very light," Jiang Zhongyu put the dishes on the table one by one, lifted the lid, and said, "Don't smoke."

Shen Yanbai put out his cigarette, sat on the chair, scanned the dishes tonight, and then said disappointedly: "Just eat this?"

"Otherwise, what do you want to eat?" Jiang Zhongyu also sat down, "You don't want to go out to eat, I thought about it if you can pack it back, but the Chinese restaurant downstairs is closer, and it's still hot when you come back."

Shen Yanbai took apart the disposable chopsticks, poked the big white rice a few times with a faint appetite: "Oh."

The ensuing meal time became very silent.

This is very different from the past.

You must know that although Shen Yanbai and Jiang Zhongyu are not talkative people, they are not so awkward when they are together, and they can always find something to talk about.

This evening, maybe the surrounding environment was too quiet, or maybe Jiang Zhongyu was frightened by him, so the two of them were very silent.

Shen Yanbai finished his meal in silence, then knocked out another cigarette from the cigarette case, and asked him, "Would you like one?"

Jiang Zhongyu looked at the bowl of rice that Shen Yanbai had barely touched, frowned, and said, "I don't smoke."

"?" Shen Yanbai was a little surprised, "You don't smoke?"

"Hmm." Jiang Zhongyu signaled his rice with his eyes, "You don't want to eat?"

Shen Yanbai shook his head: "It doesn't look like you don't smoke, do you not smoke or quit?"

"No smoking." Jiang Zhongyu brought over his bowl of rice, pretending to eat it, "Do you mind?"

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment: "It's fine if you don't mind." But after he finished speaking, he rubbed the tip of his nose again, and said, "...Actually, if you don't have enough, I can go down and buy another bowl, so I don't need to eat my leftovers."

"You haven't touched it, so it's not leftovers," Jiang Zhongyu put the rice into his mouth, and said, "It's not enough, it's just that it's a bit wasteful. You've been... eating very little?"

Shen Yanbai let out a "hmm".

"Why?" Jiang Zhongyu probably felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little silent, so he took the initiative to find a topic.

Shen Yanbai looked at him, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't you know what I do? Our job is to keep fit, so we can't eat too much."

Shen Yanbai doesn't like sports. He usually controls his figure almost entirely by dieting. Even when exercising, he only practices body shaping. Fitness has almost nothing to do with him.

"Don't you need to be on camera now?"

Shen Yanbai paused, and the cigarette he was biting fell from the corner of his mouth. He glanced at Jiang Zhongyu coldly, and said, "Are you reminding me?"

Jiang Zhongyu didn't react at first: "What?"

"My house has collapsed," Shen Yanbai said, "I may not need to be on camera in the future."

"...I didn't mean that." Jiang Zhongyu felt that Shen Yanbai was still sensitive for the first time, and he explained, "I'm just talking about the moment."

Shen Yanbai turned his head and looked out the window, the fallen leaves outside were blown by the wind and fell to the ground, and soon a large area was bald. When Shen Yanbai came out, the weather was still hot, who would have thought that autumn would soon pass.

In winter, it might be colder here.

Shen Yanbai looked out the window and let out a long breath, and said, "It's okay if you think so, after all, it's the truth. I'm a duck and a murderer, so I'm not qualified to hang out in the circle."

Jiang Zhongyu didn't speak.

Shen Yanbai didn't know where the expectation came from in his heart, so when Jiang Zhongyu didn't respond to him, he began to feel disappointed.

There was even a mentality that he might not be worthy of going to Suojia with Jiang Zhongyu.

That's why he chose to go it alone, it's just that he met Jiang Zhongyu by such a coincidence.

Jiang Zhongyu finished his meal, cleared up his things, and wiped the table, before he said, "Xiao Shen, there are some things you haven't done yourself, so don't admit it for a moment of pride, it's not good."

Shen Yanbai was stunned: "What?"

"I mean," Jiang Zhongyu said, "I believe you haven't."

Jiang Zhongyu picked up the garbage and walked outside, Shen Yanbai looked at his back, opened his mouth, and suddenly felt that his nose was blocked.

Almost four months.

During these four months, no one said to him - "I believe in you."

Even Ms. Liu has never said such a simple three words.

He has no friends, and the only thing he can rely on is his ex-boyfriend, but one day even his ex-boyfriend left him, and he suddenly realized that he was very lonely, so lonely that he didn't even have anyone he could trust.

Shen Yanbai didn't know where a stranger who was hardly familiar came from and said "I believe in you" to him, but at least at this moment—these four words gave him great comfort.

The word "thank you" was stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

Jiang Zhongyu looked back at him: "I'm going down to throw out the trash."

Shen Yanbai was afraid that he would miss another chance, so he finally said in one go: "Why did you call me that way just now?"

Damn it, why did the words change again when they came to the lips.Shen Yanbai felt dejected.

"...What?" Jiang Zhongyu never imagined that Shen Yanbai was struggling with this.

"Little Shen or something," Shen Yanbai said, "You sound like an old man."

"I'm already a few years older than you, so calling you like that doesn't seem to be a big problem." Jiang Zhongyu said, "If you're more polite, you should call me brother."

Jiang Zhongyu looked quite small, Shen Yanbai was not convinced: "How old are you?"

"33." Jiang Zhongyu said.

Well, it is indeed older than him.Shen Yanbai was unwilling to admit defeat on such an inexplicable trivial matter, and made up: "I am also 33."

"Didn't Baidu say that you are 26 this year?"

Shen Yanbai felt embarrassed at first, then twitched her brows, and then she reacted, looked at Jiang Zhongyu and smiled.

"……how."

"Jiang Zhongyu, you spy on me in private," Shen Yanbai said, "I really thought you weren't interested in me."

After saying this, the taste changed inexplicably. Before Shen Yanbai waited for Jiang Zhongyu's reaction, his earlobes turned red with embarrassment.

What does it mean to be uninterested? It's really inappropriate for him to say this.