Ebony & Bergamot

After torturing the dog, Qin Zhongyi and Wang Yun discussed it nonchalantly, and agreed that a person with Di Fei's condition doesn't have a girlfriend around him at this age, which in itself is a very intriguing thing.

"Hey, is he thirty?" Wang Yun asked.

"It's 32." Zhaochen's heart was analyzed by them, and he couldn't get up or down, and he was terribly uncomfortable: "Then does he like me or not?"

"It's hard to say." Qin Zhongyi shook his head. "The sky is dry and the things are dry" is really not two steps away from his home. When he and Wang Yun have no place to eat, they always go to make up for two meals, but the number of times they see Di Fei is really very few. What is the number of people.

"Either you try to ask him out again? Well, forget it, let's wait and see." Wang Yun stood up hotly, looking for the remote control of the air conditioner all over the room, "but I think he must be gay. Look at you I’ve been there for so long and I haven’t seen a girl yet. He’s so handsome. If you really want a girlfriend, you can rest assured that he’s there alone? Doesn’t exist, okay? Zhong Yi stayed in Dalian for half a year last year I've been scratching my head for a month..."

"You don't want to add drama to yourself." Qin Zhongyi snorted, took out the remote control from the drawer under the coffee table and threw it to him.

After a while Qin Zhongyi and Wang Yun were going to play ball, Wang Yun turned on the air conditioner for a while and it was still hot, so he simply went into the room to take a shower.Zhong Yi was fine anyway, so he sat in the living room and talked to Zhao Chen for a while.As soon as they said "side and rear position", the two of them heard a man downstairs calling continuously.

"Dear son--"

"Son—? It's time! Lin Du parked his car at the gate of the community!"

Zhaochen listened amusedly in the room: "Hey, this father is quite responsible. Will you pick up your son for after-school classes?"

"Uh," Qin Zhongyi showed an awkward smile, trying to get himself out of this unusual father-son relationship, "Yeah, hahaha... Oh, by the way, are you going to the store this afternoon?"

Just as Zhaochen was about to nod his head, he saw Wang Yun running out of the house with bare feet, lying down in front of the window and shouting, "Don't rush! There are guests at home!"

Zhaochen: "..."

Qin Zhongyi: "........."

Yuan Zhaochen couldn't remember how he walked downstairs in that cosmic awkward atmosphere.From the beginning to the end, he didn't dare to look at Qin Zhongyi's face at all, and he didn't even dare to look back when Wang Yun and him saw each other again.

——I like the wild ones.

Qin Zhongyi's words echoed in his ears that night.It's really wild, it's really wild. Listening to this feeling, even a father-son couple is within reach.

Thinking about something, Zhaochen jumped to the first floor, ready to go to the store to see if he wanted to play mahjong with them or do something else.As a result, he opened the door and looked around, and there were five people standing beside the flower bed downstairs.

If it was normal, Zhaochen would not even pay attention to them, and just walked over without looking sideways.But maybe these five people were too conspicuous today, he froze in place after just a glance...

Because at least three of them are men, it is estimated that they are school grass-level characters if they are casually spread out.

And one of these three people is Di Fei.

"Brother Fei?"

Zhaochen couldn't believe his eyes.What are you doing here?The three-point one-line life of "vegetable market-hot pot restaurant-residence" that has remained unchanged for thousands of years has finally been upgraded and patched?He stood at the entrance of the corridor, with his hand still on the handle of the iron door, and watched as Di Fei smiled and pointed at the people over there, and walked over.

"Why is there no one at home?" Di Fei asked strangely.

"Ah, I had dinner at the neighbor's house at noon." Zhaochen smelled the faint smell of meat on Di Fei's body, and unconsciously followed his pace and walked out of the community, "Brother Fei, why are you here? Is something wrong?"

Di Fei swiped his phone twice, and showed him the WeChat message board: "If you don't reply to the message, if you don't go to the store for a meal, you won't give me back?"

Zhaochen rolled his eyes, remembering that when he saw Di Fei's news, he was secretly wiping tears in the bathroom, a little embarrassed, he simply lied, and put the blame on his good neighbor: "Oh, When I got up at noon, they asked me to try the fragrance, and I was in such a hurry that I didn’t even bother to check my phone. Isn’t this just about to go to the store?”

"Si Xiang?"

"It's the newly bought perfume, tell me to smell it."

Di Fei listened, and said "um", and didn't say anything else. He just walked and couldn't help but glance at Zhaochen - Zhaochen was wearing a pair of black cropped pants today, and his upper body was white. The Hawaiian shirt of the black and gray figure, wearing a thin silver necklace, looks clean, and looks very handsome.

On both sides of the road and at the entrance of the alley, a lot of locust trees have bloomed, and the huge canopy covers a row of gray-tiled bungalows, completely blocking the scorching sun in the afternoon.Zhaochen looked at the crown of the tree above his head, walked slowly, and suddenly got excited for some reason, and raised his hand to pick a bunch of Sophora japonica flowers that were in good bloom.

He tore off the outer pink petals and sepals in twos and twos, leaving only a white core, and handed it to Di Fei: "Here."

"?" Di Fei took it inexplicably.

"This is edible," Zhaochen peeled off another one, and this time stuffed it directly into Di Fei's mouth. "There is honey in it, so it's sweet."

Di Fei pinched the white flower core, and lightly licked the small piece in his mouth. After the light taste like grass leaves, it really felt a little sweet.

Di Fei: "!!!"

Zhaochen looked at Di Fei's shocked expression, and almost couldn't hold back: "What, you're a bit over the top, we're restaurant owners anyway, so it's not, it's not..."

"Zen's sweet." Di Fei smiled, touched his nose, and put the one in his hand into his mouth: "Hey, Zao Cen, if you talk about Beijing dialect, it's so nice, and if you talk about Congqing dialect."

"Little Liu Er and Wu Er are all chattery, you are also chattery, everyone is chattery, and I am the only one who doesn't talk, so of course I feel that I am special?" Zhaochen sipped the nectar and said angrily: "Oh no, is what I said so ugly? It's worth your anger?"

"It's not bad-ninety-four... oops! I don't know either! Turning over ninety-four doesn't sound good..."

Hearing Di Fei's low-pitched complaints, Zhaochen was thinking of something else.What a mistake, he should have made a recording just now, recorded everything that Di Fei said to him and sent it to Qin Zhongyi, and after returning home, the two of them would review it to see what was going on in this man's mind .

Just because he didn't reply to the message, you found his house?

why?

It's impossible to worry about him.

That's too hypocritical.Zhaochen's mind was full of muddleheaded thinking, and he looked at Di Fei with blank eyes: Huh?Is he such a hypocritical person?Could it be the innocent virgin who is said in the legend that "turn off the lights before doi, close eyes before kissing, only touch the face when touching people, remember to get insurance"?Fuck it, if it's true, this is pretty damn hot.

It matches me quite well.

"...Yuan Zaocen!"

Zhaochen was taken aback, and shouted, "Ah, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it!"

Di Fei blocked the door of the hot pot restaurant and looked at him with question marks all over his head: "I'm just blocking the door for you! No four! Go!"

"...Oh...thank you." Zhaochen's cheeks were hot, and he quickly lowered his head and rushed into the shop from in front of Di Fei.

The big sun above his head made Di Fei a little dizzy.He watched Zhaochen rush in to change his clothes, and there was no one in a few seconds, so he couldn't help but muttered in a low voice: "I'm rambunctious..."

The author has something to say: trance is the state of trance, distraction, and daze.Translated into Beijing dialect: "What do you want..."

Anyway, Brother Fei felt that Zhaochen was absent-minded just now, and he didn't listen to himself seriously, so he was unhappy (`^')