fish under ice

Zhong Juntong was sitting in the waiting hall, and Shi Yi came back from the bathroom with a cup of hot cocoa and a cup of hot mocha in his hand.After he handed Zhong Juntong the hot cup of hot cocoa, he realized that the secretary and assistant had arrived, and smiled embarrassedly: "I haven't had time to buy them for you, so I'll go buy you hot drinks now. What do you drink?"

The secretary and assistant shook their heads repeatedly: "No, thank you, Mr. Shi."

Shi Yi pursed his lips, nodded in embarrassment, and walked to Zhong Juntong's side.

Zhong Juntong lowered his head to handle the mail, took a sip of hot cocoa, and put it aside if he found it too hot.

When he encounters a place where he needs to think and consider, he will start to turn the ring on the ring finger of his left hand.As if it helps thinking.

Shi Yi bought a copy of that day's newspaper, and didn't plan to read it, so he put it in the book as a souvenir to take away.There is a stack of newly published picture books in his suitcase, and there are a few books in it that he has pre-ordered on shopping websites for a long time but have not pre-ordered.He pulled out a new book of fairy tales from his bag and began to read.

When boarding the plane, Shi Yi suddenly said, "I really want to come to London again." London is a very meaningful city for him.

"Come again at the turn of spring and summer." Zhong Juntong said, "London was very beautiful at that time."

Shi Yi nodded.

Shi Yi was sitting on the seat, but he couldn't sit still, he kept changing his sitting position, Zhong Juntong pressed the back of his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

There was a faint rose color on Shi Yi's cheeks, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, his eyes wandered, and he whispered, "You did it."

It took Zhong Juntong two or three seconds to react, and he smiled softly, and asked the flight attendant for a cushion to put him under, "Is it better now?"

Zhong Junping waited for Shi Yi's answer, and leaned over to his ear and said, "I was wrong. I apologize."

Shi Yi glanced at him, and said sullenly: "Your apology is just perfunctory, I already knew it."

Zhong Juntong said frankly: "Indeed, if you give me another chance, I will do it again."

Shi Yi blushed, turned his head and looked out the window, only to see the clouds undulating like waves, the blue sky was high and far away, and the edge could not be seen.Zhong Juntong stretched out his hand to grab his fingers, and twirled his fingertips viciously, but on the surface he was quite a gentleman, looking at the electronic documents with a serious expression.

Shi Yi sighed inwardly, knowing that there was nothing he could do about him.

It's not that he can't refuse people at all, he just can't refuse Zhong Juntong at all.

He saw himself clearly and was unwilling to struggle, so he closed his eyes, put on the sleep mask and began to catch up on sleep.

After getting off the plane, the two went home to pack up their things. Before they could rest for a while, Song Yuanrong called them to have dinner.

Zhong Jun refused in one gulp: "I just got off the plane, I'm tired."

Song Yuanrong muttered: "I asked the driver to pick me up, and I don't want you to drive."

Zhong Juntong looked at Shi Yi: "Do you want to go? Maybe you have to stay overnight again. The mountain road is not easy to drive at night."

Shi Yi folded the scarf and replied, "Yes, yes."

When the driver took the two of them to Zhong Zhai, the restaurant had already prepared dinner.Song Yuanrong was wearing a green cheongsam in a well-heated villa, and came out with a plate of black bean ribs in his hand. While putting the dishes on the round table, he said, "Here we come."

Zhong Juntong responded, and put the box he was carrying on the coffee table, "Shi Yi bought it for you. It's a beautiful necklace and brooch."

Song Yuanrong raised his eyebrows, looked at Shi Yi with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, he always had a silent and pitiful look, he couldn't say any difficult words from his mouth, and just said: "I have a heart when I was young. Come, wash your hands and eat."

The family sat around and had a meal together.After dinner, Zhong Juntong and Father Zhong went into the study, leaving Shi Yi and Song Yuanrong to stay together.

Song Yuanrong sat on the bay window filled with soft pillows, tilted her feet wrapped in silk stockings, crocheted lazily, and asked Shi Yi while crocheting: "I heard that you also went to London with you?"

"Yes, Juntong is sick, and I'm worried."

Song Yuanrong paused for a moment before continuing to crochet, asking casually, "When I was young, do you really like men?"

Shi Yi was silent, his thin and fluffy eyelashes looked like new spring grass under the lamp, and the bridge of his thin nose moved slightly, as if he was thinking about it, as if he was silent.He stretched out his hand to help Song Yuanrong hook out the thread that couldn't be unwound for a while, and only after sitting back in his original position did he say, "I like Juntong."

Song Yuanrong furrowed her well-trimmed eyebrows, said "Hi!", and was so ashamed by the young man's straightforward words that she was speechless.

Song Yuanrong said dryly: "Then, isn't that Juntong marrying you, isn't it what you want?"

"Yes." Shi Yi didn't beat around the bush.He didn't know where he got so much courage, which supported him to say a lot of questions that he was usually eager to avoid.

Song Yuanrong couldn't say anything else for a moment, so he simply handed him the half-worn scarf in his hand, "You know how to weave it? I'll weave it for you."

Shi Yi didn't refuse, and asked after receiving it, "Do you want to continue weaving the Shuangyuanbao?"

Song Yuanrong let out an "ah".She has never knit a scarf before, and recently learned it from online tutorials when she had time to spare, and she doesn't know what kind of weave she is knitting. "Okay, just knit like this."

The more she looked at Shi Yi, the more amazed he was, such a man, so fair, so good-natured, so good at cooking and knitting scarves.At that time, she thought that the daughter-in-law she would find for Zhong Juntong was not so satisfactory.It's not good at all, it's a man.

Oh, why is it a man?Song Yuanrong couldn't figure it out.My son didn't have this tendency before, did he?How come, what is that word called?Oh, coming out.

"Shi Yi." Zhong Juntong stood on the second floor, leaning against the railing and called his name, "Come up."

Shi Yi looked at the wool in his hand, and for a moment didn't know what to do, so Song Yuanrong took it over and urged, "Go, isn't Juntong looking for you?"

Shi Yi just went upstairs, and as soon as he went upstairs, he heard Zhong Juntong whispering in his ear: "The little old lady didn't bully you, did she? She has a bad mouth but a good heart."

"No." Shi Yi smiled with his eyes bent.

When the two entered the room, Zhong Juntong was about to turn around and speak when Shi Yi gently pushed against the door.Zhong Juntong smiled in astonishment, without stretching out his hand to push it away, he let Shi Yi put his hand on his chest, as if he was willing to bear the oppression and imprisonment.

His 1.8-meter-five tall man was suppressed by Shi Yi's 1.7-meter-four thin man.Like a docile sheep throwing down an arrogant lion.

Shi Yi raised his eyes to look at him, only to see Zhong Juntong's thin red lips curled up slightly, as if he was in a happy mood.The rioter blushed, but he insisted and said, "You agreed, show me. Where is the letter?"

Zhong Juntong's Adam's apple exposed on the collar of his shirt was clear and sexy, and he rolled it very quickly.He looked at Shi Yi's flustered and flickering eyes, like the stars in the southern night sky, he lowered his head and kissed the stars, moist, clean and thin.

"show you."

He picked up Shi Yi and put him on the bed, then turned to get the anthology of Shen Congwen.The pages of the book were flipped, and they stopped at the page with the dogwood powder envelope sandwiched between them.

Zhong Juntong took out the letter and handed it to Shi Yi, with a self-deprecating tone: "I'm always late."

Shi Yi is not an idiot, he understood a little bit in his heart, took it with a blushing heartbeat, and said: "Then I will open it."

"Well, open it."

The envelope was carefully torn open along the wax, and inside lay a piece of letter paper with blue lines on a white background, carefully folded in three stacks.

He pulled it out, swallowed nervously, and slowly unfolded the letter.

The boy's handwriting on the letter paper is like a knife, sharp and sharp.It says:

[Shi Yi:

I won't say hello.Because I just told you this morning.

I only scored 140 three points in the math test this time.I know where the seven point deduction is.

The porridge on the table today is made by you, not Shimiao.I know that too.

Your face is too pale in winter, a red scarf will keep you warmer.But I have only seen your face in winter. What will your silent, snow-blue, sad face look like in spring and summer?I would like to know.

Shen Congwen wrote: "I have traveled to many places in my life, crossed bridges in many places, seen clouds of many shapes, and drank many kinds of wine, but I only loved one person at the best age."

I have never traveled thousands of miles, nor crossed any bridges, and the things in the sky have nothing to do with me. Besides, I don't drink alcohol.But the last half sentence should be applicable.

I don't know what I'm writing, just to be simple and direct, that is, I like you very much.

If you want, I have a new bike that will take you around seventeen streets in the city.I will ride very steadily. 】

The inscription is the correct and upright Zhong Juntong.

Shi Yi read the letter over and over again, chewing and pondering over and over again.This letter seemed more difficult to understand than all the books he had read, but it was so simple, straightforward and full of love.

"Why didn't you give it to me then?" Shi Yi said while clutching the letter carefully.

Zhong Juntong licked the seam of his lips nervously, he didn't want to mention the depressed mood at that time, but just pretended to be free and easy: "Because I thought at the time, it's better to tell you in person. I am always more attractive than this letter. If you agree What about me?"

"Then why didn't you give it to me last time?"

"...I'm still not sure what you think." Zhong Juntong is a coward.

Shi Yi bit his lip and looked at Zhong Juntong and stopped talking.

Zhong Juntong suddenly became nervous: "Is the writing so bad?"

Shouldn't it?Didn't he also quote Shen Congwen's classic love letter?

Shi Yi stood up, hooked his neck on tiptoe, embedded his thin body into Zhong Juntong's arms, pressed his soft lips, and offered a kiss.

Zhong Juntong's heart stopped for a moment.He knew that this kiss was for 19-year-old Zhong Juntong.

But now Zhong Juntong enjoys this sweet kiss with a thick skin and peace of mind.