Jian Jihong stared blankly at Li He, and blurted out a sentence without thinking about it: "Li He, you are so beautiful..."

Li He's face darkened in an instant, and the corners of his mouth drooped and he walked forward angrily.

Jian Jihong came back to his senses, knew that he had said something wrong, and hurriedly chased after him: "I didn't mean that just now, don't be angry."

Li He didn't speak.

Jian Jihong softened his voice: "Where are we going now?"

Li He said, "You decide."

Jian Jihong thought of his purpose and said, "Why don't we go to your house?"

Li He frowned: "What are you doing at my house?"

Jian Jihong took it for granted, "Happy birthday to me."

What's more, this way Li He can go home and rest earlier, the plan goes through!

Li He's mouth clenched and then loosened, opened and closed several times, and then whispered: "I have no home."

Jian Jihong: "...what?"

But Li He refused to say any more.

Jian Jihong immediately made up a lot of things in his brain, thinking that he had poked Li He's sore spot, he was very flustered.

Seeing Jian Jihong's expression, Li He couldn't help sighing again in his heart: "Let's go to Times Square."

Jian Jihong said, "Huh? Are you still going to distribute leaflets?"

Li He didn't speak, turned around and walked forward.

Jian Jihong chased after him, but now he didn't dare to say anything to let Li He go home. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Then I'll send it for you later."

Li He choked for breath.

Then he raised the corner of his mouth indistinctly.

In the dark, the downcast Jian Jihong didn't notice Li He's smile, but after he said those words, he seemed to have the feeling that he was about to put on the spider suit and was about to protect...an important person.

Yes, important people.

This realization made Jian Jihong blush strangely, and he was too flustered to look up at Li He.

Li He had no means of transportation, so he walked towards Times Square on foot. Jian Jihong followed him. Because his mind was filled with things, he didn't realize that they were walking on a deserted main road until they had walked for almost half an hour. .

"Are we going to walk?" Jian Jihong asked.

Li He hummed.

Jian Jihong's eyes widened: "Can't you take a taxi?"

Jian Jihong regretted it when he said it. If Li He had the money to take a taxi, would he still need to work in the middle of the night?

Li He asked: "Are you tired?"

Jian Jihong insisted, "I'm not tired, I'm just...just."

Jian Jihong's eyes fell on Li He's thin sweater: "I'm just a little hot, today I'm a birthday star, you want to fulfill my wish, you wear this dress, and you help me warm up."

After finishing speaking, Jian Jihong took off his thick eagle pattern down jacket, and put it on Li He, and said in a stiff tone, "You are not allowed to take it off, do you hear me?"

Jian Jihong ran up to Li He, bent down and carefully pulled the zipper of the down jacket from bottom to top, buried his head and fastened the buttons one by one, finally looked at Li He who was tightly wrapped in the down jacket, and smiled. Leo: "This dress suits you quite well."

During this period, Li He remained silent, looking down at Jian Jihong's flushed face, until after Jian Jihong finished everything, he whispered, "Let's go."

Jian Jihong laughed contentedly, and nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

The cold wind in Jiangcheng in the middle of the night was biting, but Jian Jihong, who was wearing an invisible battle suit, didn't feel cold at all. He walked beside Li He, like a little hero burning with all his might.

After another 10 minutes or so, they finally reached Times Square.

This is the most prosperous area in the main urban area of ​​Jiangcheng, and most people like to spend their nightlife here.

Li He took Jian Jihong all the way in, passed through the staff passage that Jian Jihong had never been to, and finally came to the back door of a closed coffee shop.

"They're closed," Jian Jihong said.

Li He ignored him, took out a key from his schoolbag, opened the door of the coffee shop, and walked in in the dark.

"Li He, what are you doing?" Jian Jihong followed, lighting up his phone.

Li He turned on a small light, the light was facing the front desk of the coffee shop, Li He pointed to one of the stools: "Sit."

Jian Jihong looked at the store like a thief, lowered his voice and said, "Why do you have the key here, we won't be arrested, right?"

Li He didn't understand why Jian Jihong, who was always at the top of the exams, always asked these mentally handicapped questions. Could it be that IQ really has nothing to do with grades?

Not wanting to answer, Li He closed his mouth and walked around behind the front desk, and took out a bag of flour and a few eggs.

Looking at Li He's movements, Jian Jihong's heartbeat became fast, as if he was afraid of spoiling the scene before him, he asked super cautiously: "Li He, what are you doing?"

In fact, there was no need to answer at all, and Li He didn't answer either.

He is making a cake.

And why do you make cakes, of course to celebrate your birthday for yourself!

God, how could there be such a warm tablemate as Li He in this world, Jian Jihong felt like he was about to cry.

"Li He..."

Jian Jihong's voice was a little choked, Li He looked up hesitantly, and found that Jian Jihong was holding his heart and looking at him with a silly smile on his face.

Li He: "..."

Li He's tone became a little embarrassed: "You close your eyes."

The corners of Jian Jihong's mouth were wide open, and although his voice was choked with sobs, he could hear the joy and happiness in it: "Why?"

Li He: "Shut up."

Jian Jihong: "Hey hey! I knew you were going to make me a cake, thank you Li He, you are so kind."

Li He didn't want to talk, and made the cake with his head depressed.

Jian Jihong didn't speak again, lying on the counter, watching Li He's fine white fingers kneading in the dough.

Li He's hands are very beautiful, thin and long, and very white, like pear blossoms in spring in Jiangcheng, pure and flawless.

Just such a pair of hands, here!help!he!Do!born!day!Egg!cake!

Jian Jihong couldn't help laughing again.

Li He: "..." mentally retarded.

"Li He." Jian Jihong looked at his hands and said, "I never thought you could play the piano."

Li He didn't speak.

"The piece you played just now is very nice. Did you write it yourself?" Jian Jihong asked.

"No."

"Oh." Jian Jihong leaned forward a little, "I still want to hear it, can you sing it to me?"

"Do not."

"Hey, you are so cold."

"..."

Jian Jihong was not disappointed at all, his eyes were bent with joy, and his heart was filled with the image of Li He making cakes for him.

After watching for a long time, Jian Jihong couldn't help but took out his phone, turned on the recording function secretly and aimed at Li He.

Li He said to him with a dark face: "Closed."

Jian Jihong: "No, I won't show it to others, I just want to show it privately and appreciate it every day."

Li He paused, lowered his head and said, "Don't you think you're weird?"

Jian Jihong didn't react: "What's so strange?"

Li He didn't watch Jian Jihong, buried his head and said, "A normal person would record a video of a same-sex making a cake like you, and watch it every day?"

Jian Jihong was stunned.

Li He glanced at him quickly, and did not speak any more.

Afterwards, silence spread in the coffee shop. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the cake was ready.

It's not big, only the size of an adult's two palms spread out, a layer of white cream is simply spread on it, two small white flowers are framed, and finally the four words "Happy Birthday" are randomly written in the middle.

"Let's eat." Li He said.

Jian Jihong asked, "Where are my birthday candles?"

Li He casually pulled a napkin from his side, rolled it into a long strip, lit it with a lighter, and put it in front of Jian Jihong: "Blow."

"Fuck, Li He, have you fed your brains to the dogs?" Jian Jihong saw the huge sparks, his mind was buzzing, he rushed over and pouted and blew wildly, but the fire didn't go out, it was about to When Li He's hand was burned, Jian Jihong stretched out his hand to snatch the burning tissue without thinking.

But when Jian Jihong grabbed Li He's finger, Li He had already thrown the paper towel into the sink first.

The fire is out.

Jian Jihong held Li He's hand tightly, his heart was beating so fast that he was about to jump out, he looked at Li He with disbelief in his eyes: "What are you doing, I almost burned you just now!"

Li He said calmly, "Didn't you want to blow out the candles?"

Jian Jihong's tone became more serious: "It doesn't matter if you don't blow out candles!"

Li He: "Oh."

Jian Jihong took a few breaths, looking at Li He's indifferent face, he was inexplicably frustrated, and felt that he didn't understand what Li He was thinking at all.

After a while, Li He said, "When will you catch me?"

Jian Jihong blinked, and then realized that he had been holding onto Li He, he let go suddenly, his face flushed red: "I, I..."

Li He didn't say anything, but twisted his wrist: "Eat, it's late."

Jian Jihong tightened his right hand. He looked absently at Li He's hand, which was picking up a rag to clean the counter. Li He's hand was so beautiful and white. If he could clasp his fingers, it must feel good.

I really want to hold it.

Jian Jihong finished eating the cake in a daze, then watched Li He wash the dishes, reset everything on the counter, and finally put some money in the cash register.

"This—" Before Jian Jihong finished speaking, Li He walked up to him and handed him some RMB. Jian Jihong was dumbfounded, "What are you doing?"

"Thank you for wanting to help me, but you don't have to. I have enough money, so I don't need this." Li He said.

Jian Jihong yelled in his heart, "Sure enough!", and then said with a straight face, "That's not what I meant."

"I know." Li He said, "So I deducted the cost of eating the cake just now."

Jian Jihong opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief, "I still have to buy my own birthday cake?"

Li He didn't speak.

Jian Jihong also closed his mouth, thinking of Li He's financial situation, he wished he could go back to the previous second and beat himself up.

"Then I'll give you another birthday present." Li He said suddenly.

Jian Jihong asked blankly, "Huh?"

"Close your eyes."

"Oh……"

"I tell you to open your eyes before you can open them. If you open them early, the gift will be gone." Li He said.

Jian Jihong closed his eyes obediently. In fact, he should say that there is no need to give him a gift, but even knowing that Li He's financial situation does not allow it, Jian Jihong still couldn't help wondering what Li He would give him.

The darkness brought Jian Jihong a strange perception.

He even breathed lightly.

Soon, he heard the sound of clothes rubbing, and a heat source suddenly approached his face.

Jian Jihong's breathing stopped, and even his heart almost stopped beating.

Is it...

Did Li He want to!

Jian Jihong clenched his toes tightly, and his body trembled uncontrollably, even he himself didn't realize how excited he was now.

The gentle breath sprayed on the side of the ear, and in the silent coffee shop, Li He slowly sang to him.

"I've been looking for someone to share some lights."

I'm always looking for someone to share my light with.

"Notsomebodyjusttogetmethroughthenight."

Not just with me through the long night.

"I could use some direction."

I hope you can understand.

"And I'm open to your suggestions."

My heart is open for you.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support.

Returning to the main timeline tomorrow... QWQ's writing of Memories Killing is a bit unfinished, it's so sweet.

--

The song "Way Back in to Love" was written and composed by Adam Schlesinger. It is the main episode of the comedy movie "Karaoke Lover" (Music and Lyrics). There are two versions in the movie, the demo version co-operated by Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore and the final version co-operated by Hugh Grant and Haley Bennett.

It's a beautiful song, full of memories.

感谢在2019-12-0820:36:40~2019-12-0920:57:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Aiya Shiran; 5 bottles of Ruoshui Sanqian; I have 2 bottles of a little Julong;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like