Shen Yigong hadn't seen "that kind" of people before, and the only one he had been with for a long time was Huo Zuo, so to characterize what this kind of person should be, he has no qualified business experience to say.

And at this moment, Song Qi's posture made Shen Yigong feel a little novel. There is an inexplicable femininity in his movements. The restrained sitting posture and the gaze when he held his chin and looked at people always made Shen Yigong wonder whether he and Huo Zuo were special cases, or whether a small number of "that kind of people" were like this.

They chose a café next door to the movie theater, Song Qi ordered a cup of "cappuccino", and Shen Yigong was hungry and asked for pasta.

"So, you're in business?"

"Well, the grocery business. I run a market with my friends. ”

"Like a department store?"

"It's like a department store, but it's nowhere near as high-end as the foreign stuff. We are just a market for the citizen class. While waiting for the meal, the two of them chatted with each other, and Shen Yigong asked, "You usually take screenwriting as a profession?" ”

Song Qi tapped his cheek with his fingers: "Sort of, occasionally I will publish some short and medium stories." You can think of me as someone who works with words. ”

"Oh......" The waiter at the restaurant brought their meals, and Shen Yigong glanced at the other party's coffee and his own noodles, "Are you hungry?" ”

"Not hungry. I lost weight. ”

Shen Yigong smiled a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, it's a little late to deal with things today, so I came over to the appointment without eating." ”

"I don't mind, you can eat. Anyway, you can chat this way. ”

The man drank a cup of coffee with graceful movements, holding a small spoon and stirring it carefully without making the slightest sound. Shen Yigong looked at him and looked at him, and he always felt inexplicable, and his heart was furious. Affected by him, he didn't dare to eat this bowl of noodles too quickly.

Song Qi suddenly spoke: "How did you let Miss Mu know about you?" ”

Shen choked and coughed, and Song Qi hurriedly handed over the handkerchief. He wiped his mouth and looked up at him: "Huh? You say this? ”

"Because you don't look like much. In fact, people like us don't say much, let's say a lot less, but some of them can still be seen in their appearance and movements. ”

"Like you?"

The smile on Song Qi's face stiffened slightly, and Shen Yigong also realized that what he said was wrong: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that...... I'm ......"

"It's okay, even if your words offend me, I can understand it. It's rare, right? In fact, our ancestors already have a lot of this, Wei Linggong has a male pet Mi Zifang, and Emperor Han Ai has Dong Xian who is in love with him, so we are not a special case, but just follow the path taken by our ancestors. The ancient Greeks even held such a love affair in high esteem. ”

"The books you have read are different, so you can all quote the scriptures."

Song Qi smiled: "I'm sorry, sometimes I always drop my bookbag when I talk, which embarrasses you?" ”

"No, no, no. You can tell me more, I haven't heard of any of these things. ”

More often than not, Shen Yigong only experienced this feeling of falling in love with a man from the physical and emotional aspects, and as for how others and history were, it seemed to have nothing to do with him. He never had the urge to find any "relationship".

"You haven't answered me yet." Song Qi blinked with a strange expression. Such expressions are mostly seen in women, but it doesn't seem to be contradictory when it is shown in him. He has an overly cute face.

"I met Qiuping last year, we are neighbors, and we have a good relationship. After talking a lot, I confessed. ”

"Just confessed after talking too much?"

"Hmm."

"You seem to be very open."

"I just don't think there's any need to hide it. I live alone, my parents are long since they died, and my preferences are neither a burden to anyone nor a nuisance to myself. ”

Song Qi supported his face with his hands: "Then haven't you thought that if you are different from others, it may bring some inconvenience in your life?" ”

"My life is mine, what does it have to do with other people?"

"Living in Shanghai, there are almost no secrets for a person in the alley."

"I don't care if anyone knows my secrets. It's my own business. ”

"So you don't care what other people think or think?"

"Let's just put it that way."

He sighed: "Then you are really a brave man. ”

"Is there one?"

Shen Yigong nodded seriously at him, and then asked this question back: "What about you, how did you let Qiuping know?" ”

Song Qi waved his hand: "You just said it, people like me, sensitive and modern women can actually feel it." You're not like us, Mr. Shen. I know some people in Shanghai who are like me. Qiu Ping is very observant, she is warm and sincere, and after we got acquainted, she said that there was a friend like me who had the opportunity to introduce me to him. ”

"That's me."

"Yes."

Shen Yigong finished eating the noodles, wiped his mouth with a tableside handkerchief, and ordered a glass of whiskey from the waiter.

As the night deepened, the lights in the café went out a few times, leaving a small warm yellow light. The bands and singers on the small stage also turned to humming romantic and soothing blues, perfect for the midnight Shanghai date atmosphere.

Song Qi asked the waiter to add some rum to the coffee. He sat there, his cheeks crimson, and his eyes moistened and misty, as if drunk.

But Shen Yigong didn't believe that a man could get drunk by drinking this little wine.

He asked, "You look like an extremely normal male, if Mu Qiuping hadn't said it, I would never have thought of you in that direction." Why? Who are you for...... You must have fallen in love with someone like you, that's why you say you like men. ”

"Are you going to ask this?"

Song Qi got closer, and his arms touched him lightly: "Can't you?" Is this a scar in your heart that you can't uncover? ”

"It's not impossible...... I loved a man. He taught me a lot, both in life and in love. A large part of everything I have and know now comes from him. ”

For example, his knife, his kung fu, his addiction to smoking, his sexual orientation that can no longer be interested in women.

His gaze gradually spread out towards the ethereal place, and he sighed in a low voice, as if saying to himself: "I was just an ignorant boy before I met him. And he turned me into a real man. ”

"He turns you into a mature man who is good enough and attractive." Song Qi seemed to subconsciously stretch out his hand and try to touch Shen Yigong's face, but the other party retreated directly, which destroyed the original ambiguous atmosphere in an instant. Song Qi kept a smile and shrank his hand, and opened the topic, "Later, why did you separate?" ”

This question made Shen Yigong sink his heart a little.

"You ask why we separated." He pursed his lips in embarrassment, trying to pick a less bloody-sounding word, saying simply, "We have too many differences of opinion on certain things." He couldn't convince me, and I couldn't follow him anymore. ”

"Your relationship sounds like he's leading and you're chasing after you at first."

"Let's just put it that way."

"Can I say that your love once began with his control over you?"

"Your use of the word 'control' is also a bit serious."

"But you also said that everything you are doing now is based on his teachings, that he is your 'first time', and that 'first time' will always have a special meaning for both men and women, not to mention the emotions in your words and depictions. You must have a deep bond with him. ”

Shen Yigong smiled embarrassedly: "What you said is so meaty, I can't even really understand even half of it." I'm not as affectionate as you say, great writer. I'm just, just ......"

He licked his lips.

Song Qi asked, "Just what?" ”

Shen Yigong shook his head: "It's nothing." I'm not a good person to express emotions. ”

"I see."

"I'm just thinking that I'm going to be over with him for a while."

"The message in your tone to me is not 'over for a while.'" Song Qi just sat there like that, put away all the further hints, and said with a slight teasing, "Your body is actively resisting me, do you feel it?" ”

"Is there one?" Shen Yigong was dumbfounded, and he had no choice but to say, "I'm just a little unaccustomed to more intimate contact." ”

"Really?"

The man had to smile bitterly, and the other party's question made him a little unsure of how to answer. Song Qi said this, and had already taken out the money and put it on the table: "Let's just share it evenly this time today, it's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Shen." ”

It looks like the date is over. Shen Yigong also stood up: "It's also interesting to chat with you, Mr. Song." So, I'll send you back after paying the bill? ”

Song Qi put on his coat: "If you don't mind, you can." ”

They came out of the café after checkout, and there was a large temperature difference between day and night in autumn. It's just that a blazer can't block too much cold wind. Shen Yigong put his hands in his pockets and stood under the street lamp, just after a glass of wine, his body warmed up. Not far away is the neon lights of the night show. At this moment, there are many rickshaw drivers smoking cigarettes and squatting on the side of the road waiting for customers. Shen Yigong glanced at the writer beside him: "How do you go back, will I call you a taxi or a rickshaw?" ”

Song Qi said: "The place where I live is actually not far from here, why don't you accompany me?" ”

Seeing Shen Yigong's hesitation, he added: "Don't be nervous, I can see that you don't have much interest in me, just treat me as a friend, and let's talk." All right? ”

His sentence softened Shen Yigong's attitude of refusal, and he thought about it and walked up first: "You lead the way, I'll accompany you for a while." ”

They crossed the road and got closer and closer to the night show, and Song Qi said that the place where he lived was in the apartment area behind the night show. In this passage, they got closer and closer, and at the moment when Song Qi wanted to hold Shen Yi's archer, the man stopped, his refusal was simple and straightforward, he just stood there like that, and made a posture of being ready to leave at any time in order to turn sideways and retreat slightly.

"I know the lifestyle of some of you, but I'm not."

Shen Yigong completely rejected all ambiguity.

"I'm sorry. I came to see you just to see if there was another possibility, but right now, I think ......"

"You still have expectations and admiration for that person."

"It has nothing to do with him."

"And me?"

"We're not particularly suitable, Mr. Song. Send you here, I think I should go back. ”

This "date" drawn by others ended without embarrassment in the cold autumn wind, and for Shen Yigong, this night was no different from the night when he walked alone on the way home in the past. He waved goodbye to his new acquaintance, Mr. Writer, but like anyone who met in the business world, he didn't know when the next meeting would be. Song Qi stuffed a business card into his pocket before he left, and said, "If you change your mind, you know how to find me." ”

The street lamp dragged Shen Yigong's shadow, and when he realized where his legs were going, he sighed and looked up at the light on the second floor of the small villa in front of him.

He stood there, took out his cigarette, and lit it with the business card that his new friend had given him tonight.