Spa hotel.

Gym.

Xiao Ji was lying on the ground grinning, looking at the ceiling speechlessly, wearing a short-sleeved sweatshirt and shorts underneath, his face was full of sweat, and his clothes were mostly wet.

Liang Wenhe, who was drinking a drink on the side, glanced at him sympathetically, walked over and pulled him up, and threw him a can of beer by the way.

At the window, Song Tianmo stood by the window, with a straight back, a cigarette in one hand and a lighter in the other. Joon's face was expressionless, the shirt he was wearing was slightly messy, and a few buttons on his chest were missing.

"Damn, we're here to abuse you." Xiao Ji muttered softly: "It's too ruthless." ”

Xiao Ji rubbed his waist.

Seeing his waist rubbing, Liang Wenhe felt a faint pain in his back again, chuckling and nodding in agreement.

"Wen He, I think we're using the wrong method."

Xiao Ji sat on the sofa, unscrewed the lid of the beer with a snap, raised his head and took a sip hard, glanced at Song Tianmo's figure standing in front of the window, and lowered his voice.

"We should take him to Fanle, find him two beautiful women, enough for him to toss for a night."

Liang Wenhe pushed the glasses on his eyes and looked at him with a smile: "If you are not afraid of death, you can take him with you, I will support you spiritually." ”

Although Liang Wenhe also admitted that this was a good idea, he didn't have the courage to take Song Shao there.

Song Shao may need to find a woman, but not now. Ling Fei has only been missing for more than a month, who dares to do this, it is absolutely impossible to touch Song Shao's bad head.

Xiao Ji was silent.

Took a sip of the beer can.

Liu Shaoxuan pushed open the door and walked in.

looked at Liang Wenhe and Xiao Ji's appearance, and looked happy, fortunately he had an operation this afternoon, so he was late, otherwise he would only be beaten up if he fought with Song Shao.

"I'm hungry, go, eat." Liu Shaoxuan touched his stomach exaggeratedly: "After ten hours of surgery, I'm almost exhausted!" ”

The lighter in Song Tianmo's hand was obviously extinguished, and after countless times, he finally leaned over the cigarette in his left hand, lit the cigarette and put it to his lips casually and inhaled gently.

White smoke rises.

The long-lost taste reminded Song Tianmo of Ling Fei again.

Ling Fei didn't like the smell of cigarettes on him, he hadn't smoked for a long time, he almost forgot the smell of cigarettes, he never thought that one day, Ling Fei would leave him so abruptly.

He took a hard puff of his cigarette.

Song Tianmo's expression was a little dazed.

My heart throbbed.

Ling Fei had been gone for more than a month, and he had only dreamed of her twice.

Once was in the hospital when he had a fever.

Another time he was drunk, he stopped the car and ran to the community of Ling Fei A. Song Tianmo thought that Ling Fei was distressed, but except for these two times, Ling Fei never came into his dreams.

Ling Fei only happened because of his involvement.

I must have complained about him, so I didn't even come to see him in my dreams.

Song Tianmo thought too much.

He didn't notice that the cigarette was burning out, until a pain came, he lowered his head slightly, looked at the burned fingers, and did not rush to throw away the cigarette in his hand.

Liu Shaoxuan inadvertently caught a glimpse and almost rolled his eyes, Song Tianmo didn't hurt, Liu Shaoxuan hurt him tightly.

Masochism!

Walked over quickly and patted him on the shoulder, deliberately not looking at his fingers, and urged: "Song Shao, let's eat, we're all hungry, waiting for you to let someone eat." ”

Song Tianmo finally threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and walked out of the gym with them.

The spa hotel has a restaurant.

Song Tianmo threw the menu to them and left it alone, took out another cigarette to light it, and ordered the hotel manager who was waiting on the side to bring out the best wine.

Before the food was served, he opened the bottle and poured himself a drink.