Du Yichen's eyes drifted a little when he looked at Yan Mo coming: "Such a handsome guy is here, what else are you looking at left and right?"

"See if you know any colleagues. ”

"Afraid of being seen?

Well, it's about the same as being a thief.

"Let's go. Du Yichen said in a slightly deep voice.

"Where are you going?" Yan Mo was a little messy. "How could you ... How are you free ... YOU COME HERE ... What are you looking for me?" was a little incoherent, and I really didn't know where to start.

"I tried to record "You Don't Know" last time, and it premiered today, and I want to watch it with you. ”

"Where to look?"

"Go to your house, I don't have a home in this city. Or... Go to the hotel. Du Yichen suddenly laughed evilly.

Yan Mo thought about the hotel and gasped.

"Are we going to stand on the street and talk all the time?" Du Yichen looked at Yan Mo and pointed to the crowd on the road with his chin, and the eyes of several girls were already attracted by Du Yichen.

"Don't you go out without a mask?" Yan Mo glared at Du Yichen, "You must have social morality and not disturb social and public order." ”

Du Yichen took out a black mask from his pocket and put it on his face: "Let's go." ”

Speechless, standing on the side of the street to take a taxi.

"Didn't drive?"

"Limit. ”

"Then let's go do the subway. Du Yichen proposed.

"Don't, squeeze. ”

"To be a person must have social morality and pay attention to environmental protection. Du Yichen blocked her back with silent words, and walked towards the subway station across the street with a pair of long legs.

"Squeeze... Will you take the subway? Have you ever taken the subway?" Yan Mo muttered dissatisfiedly as he followed behind Du Yichen.

"I've lived in this city myself for years, how could I not?"

"Don't you all have a babysitter car?"

"That's to have some fame, and I'm not famous, so I have to take the subway by myself. ”

Yan Mo followed behind Du Yichen, watching him skillfully buy tickets and enter the station, and his opinion on artists not knowing anything changed slightly.

During the weekend rush hour, the subway is congested. The noisy crowd sounds, the sense of oppression brought by the relatively small space, mixed with the slightly turbid air, the whole atmosphere made Yan Mo feel suffocated and headache.

The crowd squeezed Yan Mo behind Du Yichen, and he could only gently pull the corner of his clothes and move forward with his steps. It's like following my grandmother to the crowded vegetable market when I was a child, but my grandmother would hold me firmly.

Squeezed to the platform to wait for the train, Du Yichen looked at Yan Mo, who was a little nervous and a little irritable following him, why is everything so cute!

When the car came, Yan Mo followed behind Du Yichen and was pushed into the car by the crowd. Yan Mo couldn't tell the front and back, left and right, he only felt that there were people in all directions, and when he was about to suffocate, someone pulled Yan Mo, his high heels were crooked, and his body staggered uncontrollably. The faint aroma of laundry detergent wafted into Yan Mo's nose and drove away the turbid air. Yan Mo looked up, and it was Du Yichen leaning against the corner of the car door and pulling himself in front of him. Yan Mo stiffened his body, tried his best to keep a slight distance, and raised his eyes to look at Du Yichen's eyes exposed outside the mask, his eyebrows and eyes curved as if he was smiling.

"Is your face bad, uncomfortable?" Du Yichen asked softly.

"Squeeze" Yan Mo doesn't want to speak, who can feel good like this?

Du Yichen stretched out a hand and wrapped Yan Mo in front of his chest.

Yan Mo was stunned for a moment, the feeling of oppression around him was replaced by warmth, his breathing seemed to be smoother, his body was supported, and he was not tense. It's just that this posture is a bit ambiguous.

Yan Mo struggled slightly, but Du Yichen didn't let go. only lowered his head and gently said in Yan Mo's ear "squeezing" a face under the mask, and he was already smiling gently.

Yan Mo gave up the struggle, leaned on Du Yichen's chest, and heard the sound of heartbeat, but he couldn't tell whether it was his own heartbeat or Du Yichen's heartbeat.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Yan Mo looked at the glass of the car door to divert his attention. A silent face was reflected on the glass, and above the oblique was Du Yichen's reflection through the glass, looking at his own eyes.

In Yan Mo's brain, it was like a subway whizzing by, and the memories that disappeared in an instant poured into his brain like a tide, bringing the picture back to more than ten years ago。。。。。。

The college entrance examination is approaching, and art candidates are choosing the school they yearn for. Before taking the professional course, most of them should first go to the school where they are preparing for the exam for consultation, get some admissions brochures, and look at the style of the professional training class, as well as the style that the school teachers like, in order to get the best results in the professional examination.

On the weekend when the winter vacation was approaching, Yan Mo and a few classmates went to the school they wanted to apply for for counseling together, and by the way, they asked for advice from the senior brother who was admitted in the previous session.

Returning home in the evening, the group also chose the subway. At that time, the subway was not so crowded, and Yan Mo could pull the handrail to stand firmly. The classmates seemed tired, and no one spoke.

The subway was running at high speed, and when he raised his eyes silently, he saw the boy standing next to him in the reflection of the window, with a pair of bright eyes looking at him all the time. Seeing that Yan Mo saw himself, the boy showed a bright smile, and those eyes did not retreat, and continued to look at Yan Mo, but Yan Mo staggered his gaze a little embarrassed.

That look, now the same as Du Yichen's gaze looking at him, was bright and soft, and he didn't hide when he was discovered. For a moment, Yan Mo didn't know where he was, whose eyes were it? It was him in high school, or Du Yichen in front of him. The images of the two people overlapped and separated, and Yan Mo's heart seemed to have been hammered suddenly, beating a little heavily.

In the reflection of the glass, Du Yichen was still looking at himself, but Yan Mo still avoided his gaze.

......

After leaving the subway station, Yan Mo's whole person felt refreshed, his breathing was smooth, and his head didn't hurt anymore.

"Yan Mo, do you have a slight claustrophobia?"

"No, I don't know. ”

“。。。。。。 ”

Across the road is the community of Yan Mo's house, the location of the city center, the transportation is convenient, and the noise is quiet.

"Actually, it's quite convenient for you to commute to and from work by subway. Seeing Yan Mo's cold eyes, Du Yichen shut up.

"Squeeze"

"The location of your community is good, and the community environment is also good!"

"Well, it's fine. ”

"I've been thinking about renting a house again lately... ”

"Ordinary citizen community, not suitable for celebrities. Yan Mo interrupted Du Yichen's words.

“。。。。。。 ”