honey grapefruit

It was the wedding anniversary, An Yan couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and turned on the night light to do travel guides by the bedside. Qi Jingping, who had been exhausted all day, couldn't hold back and let out bursts of snoring.

The usual voice reached An Yan's ears at this moment, but he was a little irritable, frowning, and stretched out his hand to pinch Qi Jingping's nose.

The short-term blockage made Qi Jingping feel uncomfortable, subconsciously pushed away the troublesome hands, his nose was freed, and snoring started again after a while.

After repeating this twice, An Yan lost patience, turned her back and covered her ears with a pillow, and ignored Qi Jingping.

Recalling the process of the two being together, no matter how I think about it, I feel that I was deceived. Qi Jingping's facial paralysis didn't even make a formal confession, so it was logical to upgrade their ambiguous relationship to a boyfriend-boyfriend relationship.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and then he looked at the sleeping man next to him, and kicked him out of bed with all his strength.

Qi Jingping fell to the ground with a 'bang', opened his eyes and thought it was an earthquake, quickly got up to find out where An Yan was, and was relieved when he saw An Yan on the bed with an idiot expression on his face.

"An An, haven't you slept yet?" Qi Jingping lay back on the bed again, wrapping his arms around his weak waist in front of him, rubbing his chin against the top of An Yan's soft hair, like a lazy lion, "What did I do just now?" Sleeping on the ground? I thought it was an earthquake."

Self-explosion is impossible to self-explosion!

"You were dancing in your dream, and I saw you jump off as soon as you danced."

"Oh."

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It has been a week since the last time we met on the subway, and An Yan repeatedly checked his phone and found no strange text messages coming in, no friend requests on WeChat, not even a single intercepted spam text message.

An Yan couldn't help thinking, wouldn't it be interesting for him to ask for his number?

At that time, I was busy getting out of the subway, so I only left my contact information without asking the other party.

It would be too embarrassing if there was a misunderstanding.

After waiting like this for another week, there was still no news from that person, An Yan gave up, mocking herself for being too narcissistic, there is no such thing as love at first sight, and the other person seems to be a straight man.

There are not many people who come to the police station to pay tickets on Monday. After all, everyone has a job. An Yan, an unemployed vagrant who just left his job, wandered around for a long time before finding the right place. Occupational diseases made him slightly dissatisfied with the internal space planning of the police station. He was really crazy about the road. too friendly.

After completing the formalities, it was just lunch time. Most of the staff left, only the on-duty staff remained. An Yan stared at the sun outside in a daze, thinking whether to have a tuna sandwich or a floss and egg sandwich for lunch.

The asphalt road at the entrance of the police station was full of potholes, and under the scorching sun, there was a slight heat wave, and the cicadas on the plane trees on both sides made piercing calls.

At noon in August, I was supposed to take a nap in the company, but An Yan, who had just resigned and sold cars, could only dawdle at the police station, waiting for the sun to go down before leaving.

An Yan was sitting on the bench enjoying the free air-conditioning service, her stomach was rumbling, which echoed the cicadas' chirping from outside.

Qi Jingping returned to the police station after dinner, and saw a man lying on the bench in the corridor, with an unfamiliar face, and he was not a newcomer either.

"Wake up, this is not a place to sleep."

August was really a foul. An Yan just sat down and fell asleep after a little distraction. When she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw the man in police uniform squatting in front of her.

"It's you!" Seeing the face of thinking day and night, the sleepiness was swept away, excitement and surprise occupied An Yan's heart, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise, "So you work here?"

"Hmm." Qi Jingping couldn't remember when he had seen this person, but the red marks on his fair cheeks and the saliva at the corners of his mouth were quite noticeable.

An Yan watched the person in front of him point to his cheek, and wiped it with the back of his hand, it was wet.

Qi Jingping witnessed with his own eyes how a ripe tomato was born, it was so cute, he stood up after teasing it.

"Leave quickly, the sky is sinking and it's going to rain."

Just as he was about to leave, he felt that the corner of his clothes was being grabbed, and when he turned around, he saw An Yan with a sad face and a weary tone.

"Why didn't you contact me?"

It doesn't matter if it's a little late, we'll meet again eventually.