Wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants, and playing chess is the same. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cheng's father is a chess fan, and when he was young, he often won awards in competitions held by the company or the community, and there were many small trophies in the family that were not valuable, but represented recognition and honor.

Cheng's mother always dismisses this, when she moved from Hecheng to Hangzhou, she once wanted to throw those cumbersome trophies into the trash, but in the end, she couldn't twist the process, and the house that her son bought in Hangzhou was big enough, so after a while, she finally moved over.

In the past, when I lived in Hecheng, there were several old friends in the community who shared a common love of chess, and every weekend, they would get together to learn from each other. Occasionally, when there is no appointment, Cheng's father walks to the small river in the south of the city, where under the wisteria trellis, the government specially built a few stone tables carved with chessboards, as long as the weather is good, it is full of people who play chess, and when you go early, you can occupy a seat to play a few games, and if you go late, it is not your turn, and it is good to watch a few games.

But after moving to Hangzhou, on the one hand, I have to be busy taking care of the family's food, on the other hand, I don't know anyone, high-rise residential area, the elevator goes directly to the door, except for the next door on the same floor, almost no other neighbors know anyone, let alone people who love chess, can only occasionally clumsily click the mouse, and have fun on the computer.

In the past, I also thought about cultivating the hobby of chess for my son and daughter, but my son was impatient, and my daughter was not spiritual, so I only learned a little bit of skin, so I was not interested, and I was not qualified to play with him at all.

This time, Ye Qingyun took the initiative to say that he wanted to play chess with him, which was like giving a drunkard who was addicted to alcohol a large bottle of wine, which was particularly thirst-quenching. He first showed him his trophies, and then took out the mahogany chess that Cheng Jiayi bought for him a few years ago and set up a formation.

Cheng Jiayi only knows the rules, and is not proficient in chess, although it is her boyfriend and father who play chess, but she still can't ignite too much interest, so she looks carelessly, and goes to add tea and water to them for a while, and then goes to make fruit salad, but I didn't expect to suck the yogurt and come out again with the fruit plate, Cheng's father has already sighed and patted his thigh.

She hurried up a little: "What's the matter?" Who won? ”

Father Cheng sighed: "Huh...... It's been a long time since I've played chess, and I'm rusty...... Come again and again! ”

Ye Qingyun: "Uncle must have released the water, accept it!" ”

Cheng Jiayi looked at Ye Qingyun's fake smiling face, stood behind Cheng's father, and secretly rolled his eyes at him.

Ye Qingyun obviously received it, raised his head, looked at her, and smiled even better, he could show his strengths in front of his girlfriend, and he would be a little proud and a little complacent.

As a result, in the second set, when Cheng Jiayi was watching the game seriously, Cheng's father's state returned, and he had premeditated step by step, and he accidentally took a wrong step, and ended up in a fiasco.

Cheng Jiayi hurriedly applauded and cheered for her father, with a smug look on her little face, and he looked like she was raising the bar, if it weren't for Cheng's father's presence, Ye Qingyun really wanted to pinch her hard.

But at this moment, of course, he still had to restrain a little, he only glanced at her slightly, then returned his gaze to the chessboard, took back the chess pieces and laid them out, and said in a tone of refusal to admit defeat: "Uncle is really amazing!" Let's have another plate! ”

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I don't know if it's because of age, Cheng Jiayi is not particularly interested in things, and he always can't pay attention very much. Watching Ye Qingyun and her father play chess is like this, there is no way to force herself to pay attention to the position where the chess pieces fall, and there is no way to force herself to guess everyone's next consideration, so for her, the fun of watching chess is not in chess, but in observing the hands of two people is more interesting.

Ye Qingyun's hands are very good-looking, his skin is a healthy wheat color, and his hands may be exposed to more sunlight, so they are slightly darker than the color of his face, giving people a very powerful feeling. The fingers are long, the joints are slightly raised, the proportions are harmonious, and the nails are also well-proportioned rounded rectangles, to use an inappropriate metaphor, like an enlarged version of a slender hand, if I had to pick a suitable adjective, it would probably be "capable".

He used to use his thumb and middle finger to hold the chess pieces, and then when he was meditating, he rubbed the incave handwriting on the surface of the mahogany chess pieces back and forth with the tip of his index finger, and when he was holding the winning ticket, he calmly pressed the chess pieces on the opponent's captured chess pieces, pressed the index finger hard, and pinched the opponent's chess pieces with the thumb and middle finger, and pulled them away from below.

It was a very "man" and "sexy" hand, Cheng Jiayi couldn't help but think about it when he looked at it, when he was a child, his hand didn't seem to be so good-looking, he only remembered that it was a little bigger than his own, and then it was a little warmer.

When he was still his tablemate, the shyness caused by the boundaries of gender did not seem to be so obvious. That winter, Xia Xintong inadvertently touched Ye Qingyun's hand, and then quickly shook it with great excitement and sighed: "Wow! Your hands are so warm! Xiaoyi, come and touch it, it's super warm! ”

Cheng Jiayi, who was more precocious, timidly stretched out her hand, and Xia Xintong grabbed her: "Yes, our hands are almost the same, they are like ice cubes, you quickly shake his hand, it's like a stove!" ”

As he spoke, he took her hand and stuffed it into Ye Qingyun's palm, which was really warm. I still remember that he held it carefully for a while, as if he still had a little sweat and a slightly damp touch.

Later, under the influence of Xia Xintong's openness, Ye Qingyun became less twisted, and often contributed his warm hands to Xia Xintong's warmth.

And Cheng Jiayi had a few times when her fingers were frozen red in class, and she couldn't even hold the pen steadily, and she couldn't help but put her hand to her mouth to breathe hot, Ye Qingyun saw it, and naturally pulled her hand and wrapped it in her warm palm, afraid of being seen by the teacher, and hid it in the desk drawer, until she felt that her little hand was covered by herself and sweated, and then let go.

The silent and secret little actions of childhood, when recalled at this time, are so warm that people blush. It turns out that he already liked himself at that time, so what was he thinking about when he covered his hands?

Cheng Jiayi smiled sweetly unconsciously, recently, he often rubbed his head with this hand~

And Dad's hands, I haven't looked closely for a long, long time, and I have the impression of a strong, strong and sturdy hand, and I always feel that anything can be easily done in his hands, and the big hand that gives people a sense of security has been dyed with the color of aging by the years unconsciously. Knuckles are noticeably less flexible than they used to be, and calluses and wrinkles make the skin look rough and dull.

I thought that my father moved here to enjoy the joy of family, but now it seems that although there is joy, I probably have to work more.

From the honest hand of playing chess, it can be seen that Dad is a calm and trustworthy person, he is different from Ye Qingyun, he is used to holding chess pieces with his thumb and index finger in a down-to-earth manner, and every move is pinched steadily, and it is real.

Cheng Jiayi looked at his father's hand, and felt a faint distress in his heart. For the first time, I felt that my father was old, and I hadn't come back to visit them for more than a year for such a trivial thing as falling out of love, which made people feel guilty.

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The two people who were observed did not notice that Cheng Jiayi, who was watching the battle, was paying attention to their hands, and they were playing chess by themselves and playing chess attentively. You come and I don't make a difference, one afternoon down 3-3 to a draw, I wanted to have another game to decide the winner, Cheng's mother, who accompanied Cheng Quan's awakening at noon, walked to the living room with Cheng Quan, and urged unhappily: "Don't look at what time it is, hurry up and cook, you go down again, you are going to be hungry~"

Cheng's father replied unsatisfactorily: "Okay, okay, I know......"

Ye Qingyun smiled and packed up the chess pieces: "It's okay, uncle, next time I come to ask for advice, I should go back today." ”

Cheng's mother: "Qingyun, why do you want to go back?" I'm sure I'm going to stay overnight, it's only Saturday today, and you're not going to work tomorrow, so it's rare to come here and have an extra day......"

Cheng's father also helped: "Yes, it's rare to come once, what's the hurry, dinner has to be eaten here, it's troublesome for you to cook at noon, and you will definitely try my craftsmanship at night!" If there's nothing urgent tomorrow, just spend the night here, and you can play two more games with me tomorrow morning......"

Ye Qingyun looked at Cheng Jiayi with a smile and asked for her opinion. Cheng Jiayi nibbled on the apple, stared at this with wide eyes, and then looked at that.

Cheng's father and Cheng's mother immediately pointed their words at their daughter.

Cheng's mother: "Xiaoyi! ”

Cheng Jiayi: "Huh! ”

Cheng's father: "Do your own calculations, how long have you not been here, you always say that you are busy, and you don't know what you are busy with!" ”

Cheng Jiayi threw the finished apple into the trash, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said, "I know, I know!" Overnight stay! I'm busy, I'm not good! ”

Then he turned to Ye Qingyun: "Hey! If you have something to do tomorrow, go back first, and I'll come back tomorrow! ”

When Cheng's father heard this, he immediately interrupted: "We invited Xiao Ye to spend the night, are you so rushed!" ”

Cheng Jiayi smiled: "Okay, okay, since you are inviting him, let him spend the night, I'll go back first!" ”

Dad Cheng: "You...... Deliberately angry with us, right? ”

Cheng Jiayi: "Hey, hey, hey! ”

Ye Qingyun raised her hand and rubbed her head, looking at her eyes full of gentle smiles, and then there was still a smile on the corner of her lips, and she turned to Cheng's father and said, "I am free tomorrow and Sunday, so I don't know if the overnight will cause you trouble." ”

Cheng's mother: "It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, the guest room has been kept for Xiaoyi, the quilts are often dried, she just doesn't come, it's not troublesome at all, just stay and leave tomorrow." ”

Ye Qingyun replied with a smile: "Okay! ”

Cheng Jiayi's head was still covered by his big palm, and a little higher body temperature than her was transmitted from the skin she touched, I don't know why, and I didn't have the desire to dodge. She actually wants to stay with her parents more, so it is logical to spend the night, and there seems to be nothing bad about it.

But at night, when it was time to go to bed, Cheng Jiayi realized that he had thought wrong, and it was not good to spend the night at all, because there was only one guest room!

Mom and Dad were probably too accustomed to the deep relationship between her and Shu Hang, so they naturally substituted Ye Qingyun into Shu Hang's position, completely ignoring the fact that they had not been dating for long. Although I slept in the same room or even the same bed when I was in MC before, the mentality and situation at that time were completely different from the mentality and situation now.

Cheng's mother wanted to coax Cheng Quan to sleep and went back to the room very early, Cheng's father chatted with Ye Qingyun for a while after dinner, and said goodnight to them comfortably at this moment.

Cheng Jiayi stood at the door of the guest room, hesitating and hesitating, Ye Qingyun came behind her, propped up on the door frame with one hand, and his warm chest approached, announcing his arrival with body temperature.

A low voice that was hoarse after drinking came down from above her head: "What's wrong? ”

Cheng Jiayi turned around, because Ye Qingyun was too close, she didn't estimate the distance, and the whole turning action rubbed against his chest, and subconsciously raised her arms to protect her chest like a boxer on defense.

Ye Qingyun smiled, deliberately took another step forward, bent down and lowered his gaze a little, and said in an ambiguous nasal voice: "Huh? ”

Cheng Jiayi instinctively took a step back, and finally one foot was forced to step into the guest room, and she asked timidly: "Are you...... Is it good to sleep on a living room sofa? ”

Ye Qingyun: "Afraid of me? ”

Cheng Jiayi: "......"

Looking at the deep color of his eyes, Cheng Jiayi was silent for a while, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and finally replied honestly: "I'm afraid." ”

Ye Qingyun propped up her upper body, pulled back a little distance between her and her, and said with a light smile: "If you sleep in the living room, tomorrow if your parents get up early, it will not be good to see it." ”

Cheng Jiayi still maintained a defensive posture: "But you drank ...... wine"

Ye Qingyun: "It's just a bottle of rice wine, it's not like you haven't seen my amount of wine......"

Cheng Jiayi: "Then you sleep on the floor." ”

Ye Qingyun: "At least let me into the room first." As he spoke, he lifted his chin and gestured in.

Cheng Jiayi vigilantly retreated into the room and let him in. Ye Qingyun closed the door casually, and also locked it by the way.

Cheng Jiayi was anxious: "Why are you locking the door......"

Ye Qingyun: "Habit." ”

Cheng Jiayi: "You don't lock the door when you're at home......"

Ye Qingyun raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?" You've opened my door? ”

Cheng Jiayi waved his hand again and again: "No!" ”

After speaking, he found that he seemed to have accidentally fallen into his trap again, and immediately said righteously: "No! It's not right for you to lock the door anyway! I always feel ...... I always feel like you're going to do something bad......"

Ye Qingyun was helpless: "I'll sleep on the floor tonight...... You sleep in bed in peace, I don't do anything, okay? I don't know what you're heading for...... Who says sleep in one room and something is bound to happen? Well? ”

Cheng Jiayi blushed by what he said, and she didn't know who had a flame burning in her eyes just now, but at this moment she was dignified, as if her thoughts were not pure, and she was really angry with him.

However, since sleeping on the floor is promised, so be it.

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A bottle of rice wine is actually not as light as he said for Ye Qingyun, because he usually drinks more beer and red wine when socializing, and rice wine is something that makes his internal organs very uncomfortable, so although a bottle sounds no more or less, it is enough for him to subjectively experience the feeling of dizziness.

After eating, he also tried to control his brain with reason, so that he would not be incoherent in the process of chatting with Cheng's father, which consumed a lot of mental and physical strength.

finally said goodnight and relaxed, at this moment, the word "reason" has long drifted away from his brain, and he just wants to stick to Cheng Jiayi casually, the closer the better, even if it is to use words like sleeping on the floor to appease her first?

As for whether there would be any further movements, he let it be, his mind was tired, he didn't bother to think about anything, he leaned back on the bed, closed his eyes and rested.

Cheng Jiayi took a shower, wore a loose long short-sleeved T-shirt, and came out with a new towel and toothbrush to hand it to him, but found that he had fallen asleep.

Putting the towel on the bedside table, he carefully pushed his shoulder, but there was no response, and then he pushed harder, Ye Qingyun's head tilted to the side, nodded heavily, woke up, and said in a daze: "Huh? ”

Cheng Jiayi: "Let's take a bath......"

Ye Qingyun: "Well......" propped up the bed board with his hands, fine-tuned his posture, and opened his eyes.

When Cheng Jiayi pushed him for the second time, in order to increase the force, he used his right hand, so his left hand crossed his body and supported the bed on his waist, almost a posture of lying on him, and now his delicate face was very close to his sight. After bathing, a faint fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.

The long hair, wet and still wading in the water, there are a few drops of water dripping restlessly along the ends of his hair on his abdomen, although through the clothes, he still feels a sudden little bit cold.

Ye Qingyun straightened her upper body hard, and was about to lean over to kiss her, but Cheng Jiayi instinctively leaned back, Ye Qingyun quickly grabbed her left arm, and pulled her back hard, and took her into his arms.

Cheng Jiayi supported his shoulder with his right hand and wanted to struggle up, but he was wrapped around his back with his big hand and held it tightly.

She moved twice more indiscriminately, to no avail, so she had to lie on his chest in resignation, with her chin against his collarbone, raising her head and muttering: "Let go of me~"

Ye Qingyun said in a low voice that was particularly deep and gentle: "Let me hold it for a while, and I will ...... for a while."

Cheng Jiayi didn't understand what was wrong with him, but since she didn't have as much strength as him, she just hugged it, so she lowered her head and pressed her cheek against his collarbone, rubbed it gently, and adjusted a more comfortable posture.

The long undried hair ran from her back to his chest, wetting his shirt, and the cold touch stimulated him to wake up, let go of her, and said, "Why don't you blow dry your hair?" ”

Cheng Jiayi propped up his body and replied, "I'm afraid that you will wait too long, so I want to change you to take a bath first, and I will blow my hair outside." ”

Ye Qingyun: "I'll blow it for you." ”

Cheng Jiayi looked frightened and decisively refused: "Huh? No! ”

Ye Qingyun: "What are you doing?" ”

Cheng Jiayi squirmed: "I'll be embarrassed......"

Ye Qingyun smiled: "Then I'll take a bath first." ”

Cheng Jiayi nodded and pointed to the towel on the bedside table: "Okay, you can use these...... But there are only two changes of clothes here that I had prepared for Shu Hang before, so if you don't mind, you can just take a break......"

Ye Qingyun picked up the things that Cheng Jiayi had prepared for him, went into the bathroom, and did not forget to tell her before closing the door: "Dry your hair quickly, it's not good to catch a cold!" ”

Cheng Jiayi nodded obediently. (To be continued.) )