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After buying the ointment at the pharmacy, Song Qingyao went to a nearby public toilet, and came out with a more natural expression.

After finding a McDonald's for breakfast, he leaned back in his chair and looked out the window without focus.

It's almost eleven o'clock, and I don't know if Lin He is still in his room.Unexpectedly, Lin He's natural reaction in the morning may have been used to such things for that person, and he may have left with his suitcase.

After finishing the last sip of American style in the cup, Song Qingyao stopped when he walked to the door.

Looking at the lush green paths on both sides, he didn't know where to go.

A gust of wind blew the leaves of the ginkgo, and there was a rustling sound overhead.He raised his head, and the fine sunlight shone on him through the tree canopy, shining in his amber pupils.He squinted his eyes, and suddenly remembered the strategy given to him by Ji Gan.

Taking out his mobile phone, he clicked on the strategy document.

Qingdao and Xiamen are very similar, both have an old town with a strong literary and artistic atmosphere.Ji Gan understood his preferences and understood that he liked to visit those historical buildings, so he listed a walking route for him in the old city.

The entire route only takes about five or six hours, and the scenic spots are relatively concentrated. It would be very easy in normal times, but today he doesn't want to take a step further.

After reading the guide to the end, he locked his phone with some headaches.

Neither the scenic spots in the city nor the Laoshan Scenic Area, which is famous as the "Sea Fairy Mountain", are not suitable for him now.In fact, what he wanted to do the most was to go back to the hotel room to catch up on sleep. When he was hesitating whether to find a room in a nearby hotel, his phone rang.

The caller was from an unfamiliar number, and the attribution showed Qingdao.Song Qingyao picked it up, and Lin He's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Senior, where are you?"

Frowning slightly, Song Qingyao asked back, "How do you know my number?"

"It was on the delivery list you ordered yesterday," Lin He explained, "Where are you? I'm here to find you now."

Pressing the center of his brows, Song Qingyao felt his head hurt again.

"Lin He," he reminded in a deep voice, "people have different views on events."

"So you mind?" Lin He asked directly.

Song Qingyao was dumbfounded.

He thought that his hint was very obvious. According to the understanding ability and logic of ordinary people, after listening to those words, he should understand that he should keep his distance.But Lin He asked him straightforwardly if he minded?

If they are two people who don't know each other at all, then he can do it without minding.

It's just that he couldn't tell Lin He about it. After a moment of stalemate, he pressed the hang up button.

Originally, they wanted to at least maintain the appearance of decency before parting ways, but it still failed.

Song Qingyao raised his hand to stop a taxi coming towards him. After getting in the car, he saw Lin He sent two text messages.

【Senior, let's talk】

[If you feel embarrassed, I can pretend nothing happened, but I don't want you to ignore me from now on]

After locking the screen, Song Qingyao leaned on the back of the back seat and focused on the scenery outside the window.When passing an old street planted with cedars, he saw a group of modern buildings at a fork in the road, and asked the driver where it was.

The driver enthusiastically explained that this is near Badaguan, and there is also an alias called "Museum of Architecture of All Nations".All vehicles are prohibited inside, only walking, but the scenery is very good, and it is connected to the beach.

When the driver was speaking, a beam of sunlight happened to be reflected by the glazed windows of a modern building beside the road.The hazy halo passed through the cedar leaves, and even if there was only a momentary movement of light and shadow, Song Qingyao couldn't take his eyes off.

He asked the driver to stop at the nearest intersection and followed the signs into the scenic spot.

It is said to be a scenic spot, but there are actually not many tourists.The streets here are crisscrossed, and there are more than 200 modern old villas with different styles.Walking in it is like walking on the Yihe Road in Nanjing, but it is completely different from the deep style of Yihe Road.

Because it is close to the beach, walking in the outermost circle, you can occasionally hear the laughter of playing by the sea.Song Qingyao picked up his mobile phone and recorded the feeling of walking here by taking a video.

He likes to shoot videos, and thinks that this kind of moving picture is more memorable than the photo of the frozen moment.The sun dyes every tree with a golden crown, leaving a fine golden light on the sloped road. The sea breeze blows the branches and leaves. Occasionally, you can meet sanitation workers who are artificially watering the lawn. Speaking in the dialect, there will be a real sense of distance in a foreign land.

He took pictures after walking all the way. He bought his mobile phone last month and changed it specially for this trip.Unexpectedly, the enthusiasm and unrestrained Sanya was not photographed, but the tranquility and leisure of Qingdao were recorded.

Passing the corner of Juyongguan Road, he wanted to take a photo with this blue road sign.It's a pity that the angle of the selfie is limited, and he is not satisfied no matter how he takes it. Fortunately, a couple of tourists passed by, and he asked the other party for help, and only then did he get a satisfactory commemorative photo.

The Princess Building in front is a relatively famous building in Badaguan. Seeing the long queue at the door, he didn't really want to go in, so he just stood outside and walked around.The path on the right is a good photo spot. In addition to taking pictures of the unique appearance of the princess building with red tiles and blue walls, it can also incorporate a shrub full of maroon flowers on the fence into the picture.

There were quite a few people waiting to take pictures here, Song Qingyao took a video and left.He didn't use navigation, and every time he came to a fork in the road, he decided the next direction casually, until he met a group of enthusiastic junior high school students.

The students were wearing black and white school uniforms and leather shoes, standing sideways in several rows, almost blocking the entire road.The two teacher-like people in the front were holding camera equipment, and they couldn't hear what was said to them. The students all made preparations to run.Song Qingyao stood on the sidelines and watched. As soon as a whistle sounded, the students put their strength together and ran against the wind together. After running for tens of meters, they stopped and walked back laughing.

He must be participating in some outdoor activity, Song Qingyao thought.What he disliked the most when he was studying was this kind of outdoor activities, especially in summer, when he was crowded with a group of boys in short-sleeved shorts, someone would always laugh at him for being too innocent and ask him to stand in the girls' team.

At that time, he would always try to tan himself, and even try to make himself look stronger through various exercises, but unfortunately the effect was not obvious.Later, when he went to the Netherlands for university, he began to receive the attention and welcome of the same sex, only to realize that the appearance inherited from his mother brought him a very good advantage.

But it was also because of this that he attracted Yang Tingwei.Thinking back now, if he had been the least conspicuous one in the crowd at the beginning, maybe Yang Tingwei would not have looked at him.

Speaking of appearance, he recalled the scene he saw when he opened his eyes this morning.

It has to be said that Lin He also has an advantage in appearance, as long as he is willing, he will definitely not lack a bed partner.Perhaps it was because of this that he could take what happened last night as a matter of course.

The phone vibrated, and Song Qingyao came back to his senses. It was the WeChat message sent by Director Chen of the emergency department, asking him about his work.

He sat on an armchair under a tree, rested while replying, and it took more than ten minutes to get it done.He got up and continued walking, and when he saw the stone tablet engraved with "Qingdao Eight Great Passes", he took photos, and made a few photos along the way into a nine-square grid and sent them to Moments.

After wandering around Badaguan until after two o'clock in the afternoon, he went around the Second Beach, and at about 04:30 he couldn't walk anymore, so he took a taxi back to the hotel.

On the way back, he hesitated whether he would run into Lin He, but he had been thinking about it all day, and Lin He also knew his attitude, so he should have given up and left long ago.

He leaned on the headrest of the back seat, and the half-lowered window brought in the refreshing spring breeze. In a drowsy state, he watched the strange scenery passing by from time to time, and soon fell asleep.When the driver woke him up, he looked around and realized that he had arrived at the hotel.

After paying and getting off the car, he went to the nearby Starbucks and bought a glass of iced Americano to refresh himself. He was thinking about what to order for dinner when he saw a person standing up from the sofa in the lounge area and looking at him in the hotel lobby.

The ice cube in the cup was touched by the straw, making a "crack" sound, he looked away and continued to walk towards the elevator, Lin He walked around the coffee table and followed with strides, and stood in front of the elevator with him.

There were six elevators running in the elevator area, and besides the two of them, there were other residents waiting. Song Qingyao didn't want to talk to Lin He in this kind of place, and Lin He didn't intend to speak.After entering the elevator, he swiped his card and pressed the 42nd floor. Lin He stood motionless behind him, giving way to other people who wanted to press the floor.

After the elevator door closed, he stared at the elevator buttons and was distracted, ignoring the face reflected on the elevator wall in front of him.During the ascent, the elevator doors opened and closed, and people kept coming in and out. Although the electronic screen on the wall was playing commercial music, he still felt that the time was very long, especially the sight reflected on his face in front of him. So much so that he couldn't help but care.

After finally reaching the 42nd floor, besides the two of them, another resident who lived on this floor also came out, and the direction of the room was still the same as his.

Quickly returning to the door of his room, Song Qingyao swiped his card to enter and immediately closed the door, but was blocked by a hand.

He tried hard to close it, but Lin He stretched his feet in, and the pair of limited-edition Air Jordans were squeezed mercilessly between the door and the door frame, but Lin He didn't respond at all, looking at him, he said: "Senior, today I will I didn't go anywhere, I just waited for you in the lobby until now, I just want to talk to you, will you let me go first?"

"I've made it very clear on the phone, there's nothing to talk about." Song Qingyao reminded in a cold voice.

"So you regretted it, and thought I didn't make you comfortable last night, so you don't want to talk to me anymore?"

Lin He deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, he was immediately annoyed, and was about to argue when Lin He interrupted: "Another person came out of the elevator, are you really willing to let me stand at the door and talk to you about this?"

After a moment of stalemate this time, Song Qingyao took a step back, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash his hands.Lin He came in and closed the door, and stood at the bathroom door looking at him.

"Senior, what can I do to make you not angry?"

The lighting in the bathroom is automatic, so even though Song Qingyao is focusing on washing his hands with his head down, Lin He can clearly see his flushed cheeks from anger in the mirror.

This face overlapped with the face under him last night, and Lin He recalled his reaction last night inappropriately.Whether it was helping him with his own hands or entering him later, it obviously made him feel good, and his reaction was also very unstoppable, so it shouldn't be because of discomfort.

After negating this most crucial thought, Lin He remembered the scene of him getting into a taxi this morning.

Taking out a small bag of medicine from the pocket of his jeans, Lin He put it on the side of the sink: "I went to the pharmacy to buy this in the morning. I read the ingredient list, and it can be used even if you are prone to allergies. Take it Go ahead and use it."

After scrubbing his fingers, Song Qingyao glanced to the side from the corner of his eyes, and when he saw one of the familiar ointments clearly through the translucent plastic bag, he heard Lin He say: "I was very careful last night, But I didn't expect to hurt you."

His dripping hands rested on the sides of the washbasin, and the automatic faucet stopped. Song Qingyao stared at the tiny bubbles flowing into the drain until the last bit disappeared slowly, and then he took out a piece of paper Wipe your hands.

"Take it back, I don't need it."

Lin He didn't move: "If you don't want it, just throw it away. It was originally bought for you, and I won't give it to others."

Song Qingyao still wiped his hands with his eyes downcast, the light above his head cast a shadow on his long eyelashes, and also illuminated that delicate face white.Lin He couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly, but because of the angle he stood at, he could clearly see the only hickey on the side of his neck.

That was the trace of possession left in an obvious place last night because I couldn't bear it anymore.

Song Qingyao should have found out, but he didn't find anything to cover it up.

Lin He's eyes stayed on the red seal until Song Qingyao threw the tissue into the trash can and looked up.

After looking at each other, Song Qingyao said, "That's the end of this matter, let's go with it."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Lin He nodded bluntly, and when Song Qingyao wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, he added: "Since I won't mention it, then you can't find excuses to hide from me in the future."