Chapter 96: To Eat, or Not to Eat?
Long Ye walked out of the door of the store and saw that Xia Sheng was actually able to stand firm on his own, and he didn't know what to say when he was face to face with Qin Ke.
The waiter stepped forward to open the taxi door for them, Qin Ke and Xia Sheng didn't move, Long Ye got into the car first, who expected that just sat down, Qin Ke bent down and said to him: "Brother Long, I have already paid the fare, thank you for enjoying your face tonight." I just found a substitute driver, and Xia Sheng will be sent back by me. ”
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Long Ye to answer, he closed the car door with one hand, and kept waving the other hand to say goodbye to him: "Go slowly, Brother Long, let's eat together next time." ”
The taxi driver seemed to have colluded with Qin Ke, and immediately started the engine as soon as the door closed.
Long Ye didn't have time to say half a word from beginning to end.
After the car drove on the road for two minutes, Long Ye reacted: No, since you have found a substitute driver, why don't you take Xia Sheng's car back together? Do you want to call another taxi?
Qin Ke, that kid is too weird!
The eccentric boy who was deeply questioned by Long Ye almost didn't grin to the root of his ears after sending Long Ye away.
Great, the guy who got in the way was sent away without a hitch.
He turned his head to look at Xia Sheng, smiled with concern and asked, "Can you really go by yourself?" ”
Xia Sheng looked at Qin Ke and nodded with a smile.
He just looked a little dazed when he was first woken up, and when Qin Ke helped him out of the store, he was blown by the hot night wind, and he regained a little consciousness and was able to walk on his own.
Qin Ke thought he was sobering up at first, and he was quite disappointed, but later found that he was still just smiling, his green eyes were moist and blurry, and it was clear that he was still drunk just now.
"I'll send you back?" Qin Ke's gaze fell on his face a little unscrupulously, the smile of the noble son when he was drunk was slightly different from usual, with a little bit of stupidity, handsome and cute.
Xia Sheng actually thanked him very politely: "Then trouble you." ”
Qin Cola, this sect is really impeccable.
The waiter in Hot Pot City brought the substitute driver, and the two sides negotiated the price and determined the destination.
Xia Sheng had been standing by and listening to their conversation with a smile, and when he heard the address of the destination, he suddenly interjected: "That's not where I live." ”
Qin Ke turned his head and smiled at him: "It's where I live, it's so late, our family is not on the way, you will come to my house for one night." ”
Driver: "......" is not yet eight o'clock, right?
Xia Sheng showed a puzzled look: "But what you just said is not the address of your home." ”
Qin Ke was stunned for a moment, and he was a little skeptical that Xia Sheng had woken up.
"That's my old house, the furniture and appliances are there, it's just a little old, my mother will go back to clean it regularly, and it's no problem to spend the night there." He pulled Xia Sheng into the car before slowly explaining.
Xia Sheng nodded and smiled, and didn't say anything more.
Qin Ke originally thought that it would take a lot of lips and tongues to persuade Xia Sheng to go to his old house, but he didn't expect the other party to compromise so easily, and his heart couldn't help but bloom, and his face also showed a happy expression.
Qin Ke's so-called old house is actually not old, it is in a property-free community, a nine-story building, there is no elevator, fortunately he lives on the fourth floor, it is not high, and he will not sweat when he walks up.
Xia Sheng followed Qin Ke into the house, went directly into the bedroom without any restraint, kicked off his shoes and lay down.
Qin Ke: "......"
The water and electricity in the old house were still usable, and he took a shower with inexplicable nervousness and excitement, and then walked out with a large bath towel.
Xia Sheng seemed to be asleep, breathing steadily and long, and his thick black eyelashes fell down, covering the beautiful green eyes.
"Little monk?" Qin Ke tentatively called him softly, but he didn't move at all, and slept very deeply.
Qin Ke squatted down by the bed, and the bedroom light was orange, very soft, and fell on Xia Sheng's handsome face, making him look pale and fragile.
Qin Ke's gaze instantly became hot, and he subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
I don't know if it's because not long after eating hot pot, Xia Sheng's lips are the color of red, taking advantage of the snow-white skin, which is inexplicably attractive.
Qin Ke seemed to be a little stunned, and couldn't help but slowly lean over, first smelling the warm mint smell on the other party's body, clean and fresh, mixed with a little alcohol, very smelly.
"Little monk?" He lowered his voice and screamed, in a tone that he didn't even expect.
There is a hint of suppressed affection.
Qin Ke got closer and closer to Xia Sheng's body, almost touching his forehead. Looking closely, Xia Sheng's facial features are still handsome and exquisite, and he can't find the slightest flaw.
He slept peacefully, with a warm snort and the smell of wine.
Qin Ke stared at Xia Sheng obsessively for a long time, his gaze was as soft as a pool of spring water, and then he cautiously leaned over, leaning over again, his movements were as slow as in a movie, as if he was worried that he would wake up the sleeping person if he was not careful.
Just when the faces of the two were infinitely closer, a string of lively bells suddenly sounded in the quiet bedroom, startling Qin Ke.
He looked for the source of the ringtone in a panic, and after looking for a long time, he found that it was Xia Sheng's mobile phone ringing.
The words "Flower Piggy" flashed on the screen.
Qin Ke felt the tip of his heart tingle slightly.
Xia Sheng on the bed still showed no signs of waking up, Qin Ke hesitated whether to answer the phone for him, but the ringtone stopped at this moment.
It's just that it didn't be quiet for a few seconds, and Hua Tao called again.
Qin Ke's fingers subconsciously swiped on the screen, and the call was connected.
"Brother Sheng, where are you? Will you come back with me after you finish talking? Hua Tao's tone was full of affectionate complaints, and full of smiles.
Qin Ke coughed lightly and smiled dryly: "I'm your brother Qin." ”
The person on the other side was stunned for a moment, and paused for a while before speaking again: "Qin Ke, why did you answer the call?" Are you with Xia Sheng? ”
Qin Ke turned his head to glance at Xia Sheng, walked out of the bedroom, and gently closed the door.
"yes, I went to a hot pot with him and another buddy, and he drank a little too much, and he was drunk."
Hua Tao was suddenly a little worried: "Why don't you have a score, so is he very drunk?" ”
Qin Ke comforted her and said, "Anyway, I didn't vomit, it shouldn't be considered very drunk, so we drank some beer and didn't drink anything else." ”
Hua Tao was a little relieved.
"That'...... You sent him home? ”
Qin Ke suddenly felt a little weak, and his voice involuntarily lowered a tone: "No, I didn't know where he lived, so I took him back to my house." ”
Hua Tao let out an "oh", and then asked, "Then he is asleep now?" ”
"Well, do you want to talk to him? Wake him up? ”
"No, no," said Hua Tao, "I'll just ask." That...... Please help me take good care of him. He's particularly uneasy when he's drunk. ”
"No, he's very good at drinking, and he's so good when he's drunk." Recalling Xia Sheng's drunken state, Qin Ke couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
Hua Tao laughed: "Didn't he call your father?" ”
"Huh?" Qin Ke was puzzled, "Will he recognize his father when he is drunk?" ”
Hua Tao didn't take the topic again, but said with a smile: "I'm relieved that people give it to you, although you didn't bully me less when you were a child, but when you really encounter something, you are still very reliable." ”
Qin Ke was stunned, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt uncomfortable for a while.
"You tell him tomorrow that I've looked for him tonight, that's it for now." Hua Tao was mainly worried about whether Xia Sheng's negotiation with Zhao Feifei had gone wrong, and now that she knew that people were fine, she completely relieved herself.
After hanging up the phone, Qin Ke did not go back to the bedroom.
He went to the room where his parents had lived, sat down at his desk, took a cigarette and a lighter out of his trouser pocket, lit a cigarette, and smoked quietly in the dark.
I felt a pang of pain in my heart.
There is still a low-configuration computer in his parents' room that he dislikes, and he used to steal the network cable of the next door at night, but now he has nothing to do, and he doesn't want to sleep, so he repeats his trick and secretly pulls the network cable to pass the time.
This broken computer is too stuck to watch movies, and when I listen to songs, I find that I can't find the speaker, so I have to log in to a forum I used to go to, and post posts to fill the time of boredom.
I still remember the account and password, when he was in college, he didn't associate with handsome white guys, and I don't know what psychology he had for registering this forum in China, and he often showed affection in it.
At that time, he was famous, and there were not many people in China who recognized him, and he was not stupid enough to really expose himself, only posting some hazy and blurry photos, and daily posts about eating and shopping with his boyfriend and watching movies. There are quite a lot of people who follow the post, some are blessed, and some are scolded.
Later, when he graduated, he was so busy with work that he never logged in again.
Qin Ke held the cigarette between his fingers, put the keyboard on his lap, and typed with a crackle, as if he wanted to vent all the depression in his heart.
Fifteen minutes later, a new post appeared on the forum.
The person I like is lying on my bed right now, but I can't eat it......
It's only been a minute since the post was posted, and someone immediately replied below.
(1st floor) Understanding: Packed for me.
(2nd floor) I just passed by to take a look: the old man chatted about juvenile madness, cured kidney deficiency, and did not contain sugar.
(3rd floor) accompany you to see the meteor hammer: the owner's ID is so familiar, and I feel inexplicably cordial.
(4th floor) not to get married this year: I'm just curious about how the landlord gets people into their own beds, and asks for advice.
(5th Floor) Millock Duck Loves Tang Mouse: The person I like is taking a bath now, I just ate enough, hahahaha!
(6th floor) The day is full of clothes: upstairs is simply hateful! In other words, am I the only one who is curious about why the landlord can't eat it?
Qin Ke subconsciously typed a line of reply.
(7th floor) young and lovely children: friends' wives, no play.
Shortly after this line of reply was sent, a number of new comments were added.
(8th floor) not to get married this year: oh leak leak leak! Correct the landlord's concept of love, if you like it, you have to chase it, eliminate all difficulties, even if you plant a grassland for your friends.
(9th floor) empathetic clothes: support the upstairs point of view, the landlord hurry up, to eat while it is hot.
(10th floor) accompany you to see the meteor hammer: I deliberately went to look through the past posts of the landlord, and sure enough, I didn't recognize the wrong person! Is a friend's wife a good medicine for crooked men to straighten up?
(11th floor) Daytime clothes: What?! Is the landlord GAY? What a shock!
(12th floor) I just passed by to take a look: the one lying on the landlord's bed is actually a friend.
(13th floor) don't get married this year: I'm! Upstairs the truth.
(14th floor) empathetic clothes: I top! Upstairs upstairs upstairs truth.
(15th floor) Daytime Clothes: Second Olympics! Upstairs upstairs upstairs upstairs truth.
(16th floor) Toxic supper: It's all put people in bed, and what are you pretending to be. If you want to eat, if you don't eat now, you won't have this opportunity if you think about it later.
Qin Ke stared at the last reply, his eyes stung by the light on the screen.