charming childish

He kept his question hidden in his heart for a year. He thought he would never see him again, so he desperately wanted to know the answer. Now that the person who could give the answer was right in front of him, Jiaer suddenly felt that the answer was no longer important. Zhou Ming If it's right in front of you, that's enough.

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unrestrained young man

Zhou Mingfei became thinner, and Jiaer wanted to help him take off his clothes before going to sleep, but Zhou Mingfei waved his hand away, no matter what he wanted to put Zhou Mingfei in to sleep normally, he pushed him away, Jiaer thought about it give up.

He looked at Zhou Mingfei, who was fast asleep, and gently brushed his hair away with his fingers. After closing his eyes, Zhou Mingfei's sharp eyes disappeared, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked a little innocent, and his tightly closed lips were beautiful. The curvature of the mouth, the slightly raised upper lip, Jiaer looked at it, and his throat trembled.

Jiaer fell asleep on the sofa beside him, and his sleep was not sound. In the dark, he seemed to hear Zhou Mingfei raving, but it was not true.

Hearing a cough in his sleep, Jiaer opened his eyes. It turned out that it was already dawn. He saw that Zhou Mingfei had woken up on the bed, and his eyes were fixed on him. Jiaer got up in a panic and said, "Mr. Zhou, wake up!" Oh, um, you drank too much last night..."

"I know," Zhou Mingfei interrupted him, and said slowly, "Thank you."

Jiaer waved his hands again and again, and the two of them fell into silence again. Jiaer was at a loss. After a while, he grabbed his coat and stammered, "Then... I'll go first, Mr. Zhou, take a good rest." After speaking, he got up and walked towards the door .

"Wait a minute." An order came from behind Carl.

He just froze on the spot, turned around, Zhou Mingfei was standing in front of him wearing a hotel nightgown, his belt was loosely tied, revealing a vague chest and tall and slender legs underneath, he casually lit a cigarette , said lazily, "The day after the big show, you went to see me, why?"

There was a "buzz" in Jiaer's mind, and he felt blood rushing up instantly. He looked at Zhou Mingfei's expressionless and unfathomable eyes, and made a big decision in his heart, saying, "At that time, I wanted to ask a question. know an answer."

"What do you want to ask?"

"Do you like me?" Jiaer's voice became lower and lower, feeling that the blood in his body had been emptied, and his soul was falling rapidly.

Zhou Mingfei seemed to have a faint smile, Jiaer couldn't hold it anymore, his face turned pale, he said "I see", turned and left.

However, the unhurried voice sounded from behind again, "A question that you have exhausted all your energy to ask, do you give up before you know the answer?"

Jiaer looked back at Zhou Mingfei in disbelief. The other party smiled with a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and continued to say, "Unfortunately, I have never been a frank person."

"so?"

"So, stay with me and find the answer yourself." After Zhou Mingfei finished speaking, he didn't seem to be waiting for Jiaer's reply, "Take a shower and go have breakfast together."

Carl was completely stunned, what happened just now? !What did Zhou Mingfei say? !He felt a little dizzy between flashes and flints, but he quickly picked out the key point, "Together!" Zhou Mingfei said together, these three words seemed to be imprinted in his mind, Zhou Ming insisted that Fang Jiaer be with him Together!Is this the real world or is it a dream?

Jiaer bit her lip, it hurts, everything is real.

At the terrace restaurant on the 7th floor, they ate Brunch, Eggs Benedict, foie gras salad, ox tongue braised in red wine, and creamy mushroom soup. Zhou Mingfei ordered white wine to accompany the meal. After a night, he seemed to be in much better spirits. Carle actually had a lot of questions I want to ask him, such as why he left Unique suddenly, such as why I met you last night and looked so sad, such as why they are having breakfast together at this moment...

There are too many whys, and Jiaer has given up seeking answers from Zhou Mingfei. You can choose to leave Zhou Mingfei, but he never gives a word. Jiaer knows that he can go away. , forget all this, but he chooses to stay, he wants to find out by himself, because he cares.

Jiaer suddenly remembered He Yu, the knife for cutting the tongue slipped, and he completely forgot!Ever since he met Zhou Mingfei at the bar, he completely forgot about other people. When he took out his mobile phone and found that it had run out of battery, it automatically shut down. Jiaer became confused, thinking that this is really...

He didn't intend to act, Jiaer thought, he would not run away from what happened to He Yu.

Just as he was thinking, Zhou Mingfei said, "The photos He Yu took of you are not bad."

Cal was distracted, nodded silently with a mouthful of soup in his mouth.

Jiaer went directly to He Yu's house, but He Yu was not there, so he sat in the dark and waited for He Yu to come back.

Waiting until late at night, when He Yu came home and turned on the light, he was startled when he saw Jia Er, ran over and hugged him, speaking quickly, "So you are at home, I didn't see you at the show last night, so I called you later No one picked up, and I couldn't get through today, and I went to your school to find you, so you were at home."

Jiaer didn't know what to say, he stretched out his hands to hug He Yu, but then remembered something, and just stayed in the air in such embarrassment.

He Yu felt something was wrong, he let go of his hand, saw Jiaer crying, He Yu panicked, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

"Xiao Yu, let's separate." Jiaer didn't expect to say that.

He Yu froze for a moment, standing in front of Jia Er gradually tensed up, his chin slowly raised, stared at Jia Er, and asked why in a cold voice.

Jiaer wiped away his tears, he really likes this person in front of him, is Zhou Mingfei the reason for breaking up?Yes, but not completely, he can't integrate into He Yu's life, every time He Yu happily shares with him, takes him here and there, he wants to say no, I can't feel it, instead of getting drunk and singing , It's better to be silent for one night, he wants to tell He Yu that he is such a person.

He Yu didn't listen to these, he pointed to the photos of Jiaer plastered on the wall and said, "Tell me, are you unhappy these days? Is that a ghost laughing at me?"

Jiaer looked at those photos, he was laughing out of shape, he was sleeping, he was shy, he was quiet, and he was wild... Every face facing the camera seemed to be looking at He Yu behind the camera. Say, I like, like you, and like these times.

Jiaer couldn't say he didn't like it, and it wasn't that he didn't like it.He Yu roared like a little beast in the room, tearing off the photos on the wall one by one and rubbing them into the trash can. The little beast fell silent, and the little beast was crying...

The little beast looked up and said, "You saw Zhou Mingfei, he's back, right?"

Jia Er was stunned, looked at He Yu in a daze, and said, "Yes."

He Yu was also stunned, and asked fiercely, "When did you start?"

Jiaer shook his head, He Yu suddenly laughed sarcastically, and shouted, "Fang Jiaer, don't you be a fool, do you think Zhou Mingfei will take a fancy to you? Who are you and who is he! Do you know him? I came back to China after my lover died, why are you looking at me? Don’t tell me you don’t know about him and Alain, his lover died... So Fang Jiaer, who do you think you are?!”

The little beast bared its fangs, biting hard on Jiaer's heart.

Jiaer actually guessed why Zhou Mingfei was sad, but, but, what does that matter? If he could choose, he would definitely choose to make Zhou Mingfei less sad, as long as he could do a little bit, even a little bit, Let Zhou Mingfei not be so sad.

He Yu said, "Go away, I don't want to see you again."

Cal lowered his head and opened the door, took one last look at the little beast with the furry head in the dark, and closed the door.

Zhou Mingfei gave Jiaer an address and said to meet to discuss some things.

Jiaer looked over and found that it was a Republic of China mansion on Sinan Road. He had passed by it many times. The road was shaded by Chinese parasol trees, and inside the beige low walls on both sides of the street were hidden the vicissitudes of half a century ago. He never He never went in, and now Zhou Mingfei has rented one of the buildings as a studio for a fresh start.

The villa with blue-gray brick walls is full of creepers, but the season is sluggish, and the leaves of the creepers are withered here and there. Jiaer pushes the door and enters. The house has not been completely tidied up. There are old sofas and floor lamps from the Republic of China, and there are also oil paintings, sculptures, and various artworks that Zhou Mingfei brought back from France...

It seemed that he was not in a hurry to clean up. Jiaer heard the commotion upstairs, walked up the spiral wooden stairs, and saw Zhou Mingfei, with his back turned to him, smoking a cigarette in front of an open window in the living room. Recently, I found a glass of wine on the windowsill.

The weather is fine, the winter sun is strong but not dazzling, the wind blows leisurely through the window, passes through the living room, and sweeps the stacked books on the floor to rattle. I don’t know why, the leaves of the sycamore tree didn’t fall much this winter, and a large piece of yellow mottled just hung like this, trembling with the wind.

Zhou Mingfei handed him the glass of wine, Jiaer took a sip, it was gin and tonic, refreshing but slightly sour and slightly astringent, the gin was slightly heavier than normal, he guessed it was Zhou Mingfei's taste.

The window is very narrow, just enough for two people to squeeze in front of the window frame. It was the first time that Jiaer was so close to Zhou Mingfei. The temperature of his arm was transmitted through his clothes. Jiaer handed back the glass to Zhou Mingfei, Fei grabbed Jiaer's hand holding the wine glass and gently pulled it towards him. With just one touch, Zhou Mingfei's lips touched Jiaer's lips lightly.

Very, very light, Jiaer felt like a feather slipped by, Zhou Mingfei had already let go, Jiaer's face still had the touch of soft thorns from beard stubble, proving that everything was not an illusion, Zhou Mingfei continued to drink