The blind date is Neptune

Qiuhong hung up the phone expressionlessly, and calmly blocked the number.

Thinking about it now, the speed at which such a rigid and face-saving person accepted reality was really weird.

He has been single for so many years, Mr. Qiu Jing may feel relieved and forget about it.

Now, when he suddenly heard that he was going to talk about his boyfriend, he called immediately.

Why bother, as if he would be obedient.

Qiuhong rubbed his eyes, the wind was quite strong at night, making people's eyes uncomfortable.

Goudan was much more lively outside than at home, and Qiuhong could barely hold him with one hand.

The phone rang again.

Qiu Hong wondered, Mr. Qiu Jing didn't seem like someone who would borrow someone's mobile phone to make harassing calls, if someone else...

Qiuhong couldn't help laughing. Today is such an auspicious day. I'm afraid it's a year's worth of phone calls, so I have to finish calling today.

Looking at the number, it was unremarked again.

Qiu Hong picked up the phone casually: "Hello, who is it?"

"Brother Hong."

Qiuhong knew who it was.

There are too many people who call him Brother Hong, and there is only one who makes him sweet from the heart with just one mouthful.

Qiuhong smiled: "Brother."

Yan Xiaowen was silent, as a writer of novels, it was difficult for him to pretend that he didn't know what his brother meant.

"Just kidding, Yan Xiaowen, what's the matter?"

Yan Xiaowen liked Qiuhong's way of cracking jokes at any time, he bent his eyes and said with a smile, "I'm going to start work tomorrow afternoon."

We may not be able to see each other often.

"Happy return to work."

"..." Yan Xiaowen hated him for being too stupid, so he could only express: "Where are you now? Have a meal together?"

Qiuhong was taken aback: "It's a bit late."

"I won't have time tomorrow morning."

Qiuhong: "Okay, come to Zhouji Restaurant, brother treats you to dinner."

Zhou Ji is Qiuhong's favorite restaurant. Most of the time, the takeaway is also ordered from his house. The boss is familiar with Qiuhong. Every time he goes there, he either offers a discount or gives something away.

Qiuhong didn't care, the main reason was that the taste was right.

The last time they had a blind date, the place was fixed by Bai Jingjing, it was expensive and not delicious, and Qiuhong laughed at Bai Jingjing for a long time when he came back.

Yan Xiaowen said that he was going to have dinner, Qiu Hong subconsciously set the place at Zhou Ji.

He had planned to find a random restaurant to have dinner there.

Qiuhong pulled Goudan and walked towards Zhou Ji against the slight wind, without realizing how happy his expression was at the moment.

After all, it was Chinese New Year, and Zhou Ji didn't have as many people as before. The proprietress was temporarily holding the cashier's post, and when she saw Qiu Hong coming, she burst into laughter.

I have known Qiuhong for a few years. Seeing him like this, I knew he was in a good mood, and teased: "Oh, a busy person finally remembered that your sister came today and picked up money? You are smiling so happily."

"Look at what you said, your place is almost becoming my second home." Qiu Hongxu squinted his eyes and said to the proprietress: "Sister, let me do the math, you are going to get rich today."

The proprietress smiled and bent over: "Okay, I will honor your good words, if you can't spend all the money in your pocket today, you can't get out of this door."

He smiled and asked quickly: "Still in the private room, as usual?"

Qiuhong shook the dog leash in his hand, and said: "It must be a private room. I won't order the dishes for now. Someone will come to me later. Sis, please show him the way."

The proprietress stared at him interestingly: "Girlfriend?"

A smile appeared in Qiuhong's eyes: "Boyfriend."

Surprise flashed across the face of the proprietress, but she didn't say much. She slapped her fingers on the computer a few times, raised her chin and said, "Okay, go in, it's warmer inside, take care of your son, if something happens , the child’s father has to work in the store.”

Qiuhong waved his hand and walked to the private room: "Got it."

Not long after, Qiuhong was looking at the menu when the door of the private room opened, and Yan Xiaowen appeared at the door.

"Come on, let's see what to eat."

Yan Xiaowen: ...

The way he came, he pondered over the words in his mind. The stories he wrote seldom described love in detail, so that he realized just now how lacking his vocabulary is in this regard.

It's a pity that the tenderness along the way was instantly shattered by the blow of "what to eat".

I have to admit that Yan Xiaowen is a little frustrated at the moment, all the remaining attention is devoted to maintaining his superficial calm.

"I'm not picky eaters, just look at it."

Qiuhong called the proprietress, thought about the menu, and ordered three dishes and one soup, which was enough for two men for dinner.

On the table was a gift of peanuts from the proprietress. Qiu Hong kicked the dogs running around under the table and asked, "Do you want to drink?"

"No, I came by car."

Yan Xiaowen lowered her gaze and landed on the teacup in her hand.

"Qiuhong."

"what?"

Qiuhong's body trembled -- this was the first time Yan Xiaowen called him by his name so formally.

Yan Xiaowen raised her head and said with a smile: "I'm going to Zhucheng tomorrow, do you have anything for me to bring?"

Qiuhong stopped his hands unconsciously: "Where is the job?"

Yan Xiaowen shook her head: "For the time being, I will be back after the filming of the drama is finished."

"..." Qiu Hong's gaze lingered on Yan Xiaowen's handsome face for a moment, and his mind was immediately clouded, "May I ask, don't you write novels, and shoot... dramas?"

In an instant, a series of literary titles appeared in Qiuhong's mind, such as "Super Star" for Dianjiafeng, and "The Great God of Lujiang is the King of Movies" for Lujiang.

Bah, what ex-boyfriend, current boyfriend is not yet.

Qiuhong came to his senses and thought about it. It seems that Jiangcheng Baijiu's works have not heard of any novels that are going to be filmed.

Yan Xiaowen: "Screenwriter, writing novels is a side job."

Fine.

As a person whose main business is chartering and his side business is code word live broadcasting, Qiu Hong expressed his understanding.

Yan Xiaowen ate and chatted with Qiuhong on this topic.

Before he knew it, he was stuffed with a meal. Qiuhong didn't notice it. Before he knew it, he even knew about Yan's fight with someone in the kindergarten when he was five years old last year and was invited by his parents.

Qiuhong rubbed his stomach and spread it on the chair: "Hey, it can't be done, I'm full."

A smile appeared in Yan Xiaowen's eyes, and he quickly restrained himself: "Aren't you going to ask me what I want from you?"

Qiuhong showed a trace of confusion: Isn't it an appointment for dinner?

But as a cool guy who has been pretending for a long time, Qiu Hong quietly changed his sitting position, pretending to be calm and said: "You came here specially, there is no way you can go back without talking."

Great, perfect logic, applause!

Goudan didn't know when he lay down behind Qiuhong's back, his posture was very domineering, and at this moment, one person and one dog surprisingly appeared as the main favorite.

Yan Xiaowen moved his hands unconsciously, his throat felt a little dry: "What do you think about me?"

"...Uh, very good."

Qiuhong's tone was flat, pretending not to understand the meaning of Yan Xiaowen's words, he stiffened his body and did not dare to move, fearing that Yan Xiaowen would find out his uneasiness.

As the one who was confessed since childhood, Yan Xiaowen confessed to others for the first time, and she was even more nervous than speaking as a student representative in college, so she didn't notice Qiu Hong's abnormality.

Qiuhong's answer was reluctant as if he was being polite, Yan Xiaowen concealed his disappointment and dared not continue asking.

He looked at the time and said, "I'll take you back."

Qiuhong felt annoyed and didn't dare to look at Yan Xiaowen's expression. The atmosphere in the car gradually became awkward, and the two walked downstairs in the community without a word and then separated.

Qiuhong looked at Yan Xiaowen's car expressionlessly, and gradually disappeared from sight.

The author has something to say: Qiuhong—a gay man who is sometimes straighter than a straight man.

☆、Chapter 12