【Kip】Silent cohabitation

- If the hero escapes, who will save the world.

Putin planned to go straight to work after watching the movie, but Kirilenko had to make a dinner appointment and sealed his way out with a good night.

He simply turned off his phone, threw himself on the bed, and let's forget about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow.

The next day, Kirilenko did not go out of the room after morning exercise for the first time. He listened to Putin going out to class in the room and then opened the door in the afternoon to come back.

Around three or four o'clock, Kirilenko sent a message to Putin in the next room,

[Can I go out? 】

Putin moved a chair and sat in front of his closet, took out half of a piece of clothing inside, let go when he heard the notification sound, and went back to get the mobile phone left in the bed, the clothes fell to the ground with the hanger making a sound.Putin rested his chin on the pillow, started typing,

【Give me a little more time, go out at four o'clock】

Kirilenko took out a shirt and a coat, put both clothes under his armpits, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, looked at the information, then threw the mobile phone on the table, and put the selected one with both hands. The set of clothes looked up.

15 minutes to change clothes and blow hair, it should be almost the same.

The two opened the door almost at the same time, and Kirilenko opened the door with great momentum, just in time for Putin, who opened the door and poked his head out to look around.The latter opened the door a little more to squeeze the whole person out.The two of them sat at the door and changed their shoes together.

Kirilenko opened the door of his shoe cabinet, and Putin felt that he had opened up a new non-mainstream world.If you see a shoe cabinet of black patent leather shoes, Putin still thinks it is understandable, but the rows of red, green, black, blue, pink, fluorescent matte, netted, leopard, and camouflage canvas shoes are all something.

Kirilenko reached out and closed Putin's open mouth, and pinched the back of his neck to bring the person over. Putin sat on the chair and couldn't bear the strength, and put his elbows on Kirilenko's thighs, trying to prop himself up Not daring to make any effort, he pointed to a black classic model.

After receiving the reply, Kirilenko pushed Putin up with satisfaction, sat on a small chair together, tied his shoes on, scooped up his car keys and house keys, and went out together.

Sitting in the car, Putin fastened his seat belt and looked sideways at Kirilenko who opened the door in the side seat. He was still dressed in a street style, and there was nothing wrong with wearing a pair of canvas shoes on his feet. Besides, he seemed to be wearing it when he went to a nightclub last time. A double classic.

Putin lowered his head and played with his fingers. Kirilenko fastened his seat belt and glanced at Putin, who was wandering in the sky, and stepped on the accelerator.Putin's head banged against the backrest.

Kirilenko was holding coffee, Putin was holding iced Coke, pressed two movie tickets at the automatic ticket dispenser, and queued up to get 3D glasses.Standing together with their bright hair colors, the two attracted a lot of attention.

Putin even heard the sound of the mobile phone shooting behind him, and the sound of inhalation frightened by his own turning back.Putin looked up at the man's quiet profile, and decided to stand still and play with his phone.

It didn't take much time to get a pair of glasses. The team was moving fast. Putin was stung by the white background of the webpage, and his eyes burst into tears. His footsteps moved little by little. There was a large space in front of it.Putin was still moving in small steps, but Kirilenko clasped his shoulders and strode forward.

Surprised, Putin turned his head subconsciously, and the letter logo printed on the shoulder socket on Kirilenko's sweater was clearly visible in front of his eyes. Putin tilted his head and wiped the liquid from the corner of his eye on Kirilenko's clothes.

Kirilenko selected a foreign movie with a superficial fantasy theme. The protagonist goes through untold hardships and then becomes a hero in the ancient routine.

Sparks splashed in the fighting scene, and the projected colorful light reflected on Kirilenko's face. He half-closed his eyes and lowered his head, and looked at Putin sitting next door. The boy was holding a plastic cup with a straw in his hands. biting.Kirilenko took a sip of the coffee on the shelf, leaving the straw in his mouth after sipping.

After the war, a long heart-to-heart conversation between the hero and his sweetheart began. Putin began to feel drowsy as he spoke in unstoppable English. He softened his waist that had been propped up because he was interested in the battle plot, and nestled into the chair again. Here, with his head still and his eyes looking up, he aimed at Kirilenko who was sitting down and was half a head taller than him.Kirilenko was already dozing off with his forehead resting on his hands.Putin bit his lower lip and smiled, but Kirilenko twisted his arm through the fabric, almost bouncing off the chair.

In the end, the movie saves the world at the cost of the hero sacrificing his lover. To say that the happy ending does not mean that it is a tragedy or not.The theater turned on the headlights, and the two of them leaned on their chairs together, looked up at the ceiling, took a deep breath, and then turned their heads to look at the crowd leaving the venue one after another.Kirilenko patted Putin on the wrist and motioned him to leave.

Putin was still stunned in his seat. Kirilenko got up and straightened his clothes, then looked back at Putin, and tapped his forehead with his fingers.

"gone."

Putin was woken up by a knock, quickly took off his glasses, stood up, and followed him out.

The place for dinner was directly at the western restaurant in the shopping mall where the movie theater was located, but the atmosphere when the two of them walked side by side to take the escalator was particularly delicate.Putin was thoughtful, and Kirilenko lowered his head and pretended to be cool.

They each pulled out their chairs and sat down. Putin was dazzled by the menu.Kirilenko simply let him be the shopkeeper and helped him order dishes based on his understanding of the boy.

After ordering, Kirilenko clenched his fist and propped his chin, looked at the person playing with the mobile phone, and asked

"Very touching?"

As someone else, Putin must have been confused, but at this time he understood what he was asking.

Putin took out a notebook from his backpack, and Kirilenko didn't fiddle with his mobile phone between his writing, just watched Putin's pen tip wandering on the paper.It seems that the sentence is very long, Putin wrote it for a long time, and finally set up the notebook,

【I heard a word】

【If the hero escapes, who will save the world】

【If the hero saves the world, who will save the hero】

[Why do heroes who have a story lose the most important things in order to become heroes? 】

Later Kirilenko told Putin that night, the lights in the western restaurant were dim, and Putin hid most of his face behind his notebook, his eyes were covered with mist, and his blond hair shone under the light of the yellow light.

【like what? ] Putin asked,

Kirilenko curled his knuckles and smoothed his eyebrows,

"Like an angel." Kirilenko replied, his tone slow and shy, and Putin hugged the pillow and laughed and fell on Kirilenko's shoulder.

When Kirilenko returned home, he had forgotten how he answered Putin.

Since Putin offered to feed Kirilenko the broccoli he didn't like, his memory of the night began to blur.

When Putin went to the bathroom, he sat on his seat and watched Putin's phone on the table vibrate, stop, vibrate, stop.Later, he reached out to help Putin shut down the phone.

When Putin remembered his work, he took out his mobile phone and tried to turn it on, but found that the screen was still black. He concluded that his mobile phone was out of battery, so he borrowed Kirilenko's mobile phone to send messages.

Komanic was bluffing in the changing room of the hotel staff. Tonight, he planned to be a twin star with Putin's two golden retrievers in the store.

But when he calmed down, he found that the number that sent him the message was not Putin's number at all.

Then he got even more crazy, you actually made other good friends besides me!

-TBC