Fengjing City, which has entered the early winter, is as lively as ever.

The weather is very good today, there is no wind or rain. Because the sun is shining, people are temporarily free from the cold that is characteristic of winter.

Fei Zheng held the sun above his head and followed Dongfang Yu leisurely.

Two handsome and temperamental young men walked side by side on the crowded street, not to mention how eye-catching.

Especially Dongfang Yu, with a smile on his face, wearing light-colored clothes, holding a paper fan in his hand, and slapping it on his chest intentionally or unintentionally...... is obviously an ordinary action that can no longer be ordinary, and it has a touch of flavor when he makes it: a touch of chic and unrestrained that is different from others.

There was a faint whisper in the woman's ear. From the time they appeared until now, it was no longer known that it was the first few women who were staring at them shyly.

Fei Zheng didn't feel the slightest sense of the woman's warm attention. However, he doesn't like someone to look at Dongfang Yu with such admiring eyes.

Squinting his eyes, Fei Zheng glanced at Dongfang Yu beside him, and the other party had a smile on his face. Fei Zheng didn't say anything. He just quietly took half a step forward, cutting off a woman's fiery gaze with his body.

From beginning to end, Dongfang Yu didn't pay attention to those eyes that were placed on him. Seeing Fei Zheng approaching, he turned his eyes to look at him with a little puzzlement.

Fei Zheng didn't explain, and deliberately diverted the topic: "Where are we going?"

Two big men wandering around the street, and they frequently attract attention, and they can't go on like this forever.

As soon as Fei Zheng's voice fell, he saw someone stop.

Fei Zheng: "??"

Dongfang Yu smiled and shook his chin: "Now! We're here!"

The two stopped in front of a large wooden building, and Fei Zheng raised his eyes to look at the signboard, which had four big characters written in thick black and strong

Fei Zheng: Fengjing Opera Company?

Dongfang Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm and walked in: "Let's go, let's go in and listen to the music!"

Dongfang Yu wanted to stay alone with Fei Zheng. But when I got out of the house, I didn't know where to go, so I took someone to the Fengjing Theater. There is food and drink, you can listen to music, and there is an independent box that is not disturbed by outsiders. The two of them can be alone here for a long time.

Because of his acquaintance, as soon as Dongfang Yu entered the theater, he was personally invited to a private room with an excellent location by the steward who greeted him.

The location of the private room is a little private, leaning against the window, very quiet! As long as you look up in front of the window, you can see all kinds of people on the street below.

After the tea and snacks were served, Dongfang Yu's black eyes rolled and asked, "How is it here?"

The two sat facing each other, and as long as they raised their eyes, they could see each other's eyebrows.

Looking at Dongfang Yu's expression similar to waiting for praise, Fei Zheng's always calm eyes darkened, and he hooked the corners of his lips and replied: "This place is very good!"

When Dongfang Yu heard this, he laughed slightly!

"Well, the tea and snacks here are also good, you can taste them!" Dongfang Yu pushed the plate with the snacks in front of Fei Zheng.

"Good!"

Fei Zheng has always disliked sweet and sour food, but today he picked up the pastries and ate them. I also nodded and praised it, and it tasted really good.

The sound of the piano in the ears is like a stream, playful and long...... Dongfang Yu poured tea into the cups of the two.

Fei Zheng touched the smooth cup, took a sip slowly, and looked around casually.

Fei Zheng stayed mostly in the mountains, and no one talked to him often, so he naturally had less time to speak. After a long time, I also developed the habit of not talking much.

The relationship between the two is inexplicable, confused but not confused, and it is ambiguous to sum it up in one word.

For now, it seems that neither of them wants to pierce the layer of window paper. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that at this moment, the two of them are sitting and drinking tea and listening to music, and no one speaks, which is quite embarrassing.

Fei Zheng is not a person of many words, Dongfang Yu is just the opposite of him, he usually likes to chatter, and it is not an exaggeration to call him with words. It's just that somehow, the chatter suddenly became less today.