"what?"

Lester let out a low cry as if he had been awakened suddenly.

Is it an illusion?He felt that Louis's words were a bit coquettish (it was indeed his illusion).

"I said, I'm hungry, Lester," said Louie slowly and patiently. "Aren't you hungry?"

"Hmmmmm," Lester organized his words, "How about we go get something to eat?"

"good idea."

Lester turned on the light.In an instant, light filled the room.Lester and Louis, who were used to the darkness, covered their eyes unexpectedly, and it took a while to recover.But now, they can see each other completely and unobstructed.If Lester still sat back to the position just now, Louis could even observe the golden hair falling on Lester's shoulder.

A pointer on the wall pointed to 8:42.

"Where do you want to go for dinner?"

"Hot food will do."

A cup of steaming cocoa came to Lester's mind.He made this suggestion.Coincidentally, this coincides with Louis's idea.Lester told Louie he was going to pick up a piece of clothing, and then he came to drive, he had a car here, and they could confirm the specific restaurant as they went downstairs.

When Lester searched for his coat in the room that Louie guessed was the lounge, which was indeed the lounge, Louie's hand reached for the photo album that lay open on his lap.With a very gentle attitude, he rubbed the pulp of his thumb on the old photo of his younger brother Vanna, and then sighed heavily, lightly taking the photo album that still had his body temperature on it. He closed it lightly, stuffed it back into the handbag he had brought with him, and fastened the dark brown leather buttons.

......

"Let's go."

Seeing that Lester was empty-handed, Louis wanted to sigh again.

"Lester." He pondered for a while and said helplessly, "I would also feel cold on a night like this."

These words caused a firework to explode in Lester's brain, colorful and flying around.He didn't even have time to feel embarrassed by his carelessness, but thought first - is Louis acting like a baby again?

While Lester was in a daze, the considerate Louis paved the steps for him——

"So, can I borrow one of your coats?"

Lester went back to his small room and rummaged through boxes and cabinets, like a scientist who was obsessed with scientific research and didn't care about the world, even his daily necessities were messed up.

When Leicester came out again, Louis had already got up. He was wearing a thin knitted sweater, standing by the window sill, not knowing what he was thinking.

There was really nothing to see outside that window, Lester knew it well.Usually, he would come here from time to time to ask about the financial situation, and hinted to the employees, "Don't be lazy, your boss is still alive."Reports are always boring, and he occasionally stands in front of that window to look at them.Yes, when he wasn't taking jobs, he was just an ordinary club owner, at best he was more handsome than others - after all, jobs weren't available every day.

He's been running The Scarlet for a few years, a private members-only club for select people, for less-glamorous but not-so-heavy business negotiations (like liquor smuggling, tobacco supply, Commodity trade monopolies and the like) provide places.

The cold autumn night wind whimpered in through the open window, and Louie's soft and beautiful hair was blown in the wind.The chill invaded through the thin knitted sweater, and he felt a layer of fine and dense particles on the skin of his body.He folded his arms subconsciously and rubbed them lightly to keep warm.

When Louis was in a trance, Lester came to him as silently as a ghost, and put the dark green coat with a light woody smell on his shoulders.

"What are you thinking?"

"thinking of you."

Lester realized that the man he was looking at had no idea that he was attractive, and didn't realize that he was almost talking love. ——If Louis knew what Lester was thinking, he would definitely be dumbfounded. The two of them had completely different ideas.However, Lester's next question quickly brought back the "love words" that were commonplace in one party's mind, but frenzied in the other party's mind.

"What do you miss about me?"

"Wondering if you might... know which hamburger is better?"

"Ah...huh?" Such a 180-degree turn, even the well-informed Leicester was caught off guard, "You mean hamburgers?"

"Yeah. I want a cheeseburger with pickles."

"Okay." Lester made a "you first" movement, and Louis put his hands into the sleeves of his coat as he walked, and didn't have a chance to see the heartbroken Lester behind him.

The blond man following Louis furtively took out the cell phone in his pocket.

[Tuya, which restaurant has better hamburgers? 】

[Great George, boss! 】

After thinking about it, Lester clicked on another person's profile picture.

[Claudia, which restaurant has better hamburgers? 】

Almost instantly, a reply popped up from the sexy girl's avatar:

【What are you crazy about? 】

【It's an emergency! 】

[Of course it's the burger queen. 】

[Some people say it's Great George? 】

[It’s okay, but don’t go to Sanders. 】

On the way down, Louie noticed that Lester kept his head down and clattered away, typing like a teenager in middle school.For a moment, he thought of Fan Na again.Six years ago, smartphones were not so developed, and they were usually inseparable, and they didn't need a phone at all. —This melancholy association seems to be his gift.

But not tonight.Louie bit his lip.He set himself a goal and made up his mind to spend the remaining hours as comfortably as possible.

As he started the car, Lester asked kindly, "Both Papa George and Burger Queen are pretty good, but Burger Queen happens to have a restaurant in the direction of your house. How about going there?"

"No...I don't want to go home today."

TBC.

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