25 Drink in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows
"Uncle Yan, haven't you heard a word?" Lin Qin took a sip of water and took half a step back to open the distance.
Yan Shang consciously screwed the lid on, "What's the matter?" â
"It's all here, it's a pity not to taste it."
Lin Qin turned around and walked out, Yan Shang lowered his head and chuckled, his eyes falling on the little girl's slender ankles and calves.
String straps are looped and twisted upward.
"Ahem." Yan Shang looked away as if he was burned, "Qinqin!" Wait for me. â
A local driver sent by the branch took the two to the snack street.
There are not many people working in Japan in mid-June, and nine out of ten tourists are students who have just finished the college entrance examination, so they are very energetic.
"Don't you like crowded places? You can have someone buy it and send it to the hotel. Yan Shang protected Lin Qin on the inside of the road and followed the little girl slowly into the street.
"Hmm... I suddenly wanted to come and see it. â
The only time Lin Qin remembered going to the snack street was in the summer after graduating from junior high school, when her grandparents took her to the mountain city to play.
In the middle of the night, her grandmother dragged her and her grandfather out to find grilled squid.
Passers-by pointed out the route, and the three of them followed the hot evening breeze to find the brightly lit night market street.
When I was in it, I felt crowded and noisy, and the smell was mixed, but when I thought back to it, the first memory that popped up in my mind was the barbecue skewers that my grandmother brought to her mouth with a smile, and the slightly hot aroma wafted to the end of my nose through time.
Lin Qin unconsciously slowed down.
Yan Shang then stopped: "Want to eat barbecue?" â
ââĻâĻ Let's grill squid on two skewers. â
"Okay, I'll go get in line." Yan Shang walked into the ordering line, pulling up the cuffs of his shirt as he walked, and he was out of place in the crowd in a formal suit.
Many people who were bored in the queue and passed by turned their heads to look at him and Lin Qin.
"Qinqin." Yan Shang caught a glimpse of a little boy approaching Lin Qin, and called out preemptively.
"Huh?" Lin Qin looked over and thought that Uncle Yan had something to do, so he walked in front of him.
Yan Shang smiled and helped her brush the hair scattered around her ears, "Nothing else you want to eat?" â
"Buy as you go." Lin Qin was in a good mood and smiled at him.
The boys and girls around them were either heartbroken, or watched them cover their mouths and snicker.
The popularity of this snack street in Spring City is not low, and you can meet a self-media person who is holding a camera and taking pictures and explaining while walking.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women has always attracted people's attention, and someone has already pointed the camera at them.
It was not yet completely dark, the sunset measured an orange-yellow dim light, and the light bulbs hanging by the food stalls looked like small suns.
Yan Shang stood in the backlight, his figure was tall, and his height of 1.9 meters was tall enough to directly block the girl in a shadow.
But Lin Qin's skin is so white that she still has an almost transparent unreality when she is so photogenic, not to mention that she is still tall and thin, and her long-term fitness posture is well-proportioned and light.
Lin Qin had long been immune to other people's scrutiny, and Yan Shang didn't care about it originally, but just now he saw that someone was going to talk to a child, so he was distracted and looked at it a few more times.
This will suddenly find that someone is taking pictures or videos, and without thinking too much, he directly wraps around Lin Qin's shoulders and turns around to change his position.
"Uncle Yan?" Lin Qin grabbed his sleeve and stood firm.
Yan Shang leaned sideways to block her face with his shoulders, leaned over slightly and explained, "Someone is secretly filming." â
"Oh." Lin Qin turned to face the barbecue stall, but he didn't care too much, "No, I guess it's all about you." â
ââĻâĻ Why? â
Before Lin Qin could answer, the girl in the front row turned around and asked, "Beauty, is this your uncle?" Not your boyfriend? â
"Well, it's not." Lin Qin consciously moved half a step to the side, giving Yan Shang an expression of "Look at what I said, right?"
Yan Shang pressed the little girl's shoulder and pulled the person back, and smiled politely at the person: "She has a temper with me." â
After speaking, he pretended to bow his head affectionately and approached Lin Qin's ear.
"Help my uncle get in the way."
Lin Qin tilted his head to the other side, glanced at him, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you have to find a partner?" â
She knew that she was born with no love ideas, but Uncle Yan was a normal man, and it seemed a little abnormal to not look for him at the age of thirty.
Yan Shang looked at the top of her black and fluffy hair for a few seconds, and asked rhetorically, "What do you think I should look for?" â
Lin Qin thought about it seriously.
Yan Shang turned sideways and stared at her side face, waiting for her to express her opinion quite seriously.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qin replied: "I don't know." â
"Don't know?" Unexpectedly, he replied, "What if you could give me some advice?" â
Lin Qin looked back at him incomprehensibly: "What suggestion?" Advice on finding a partner? â
"Well, didn't your grandparents persuade you to fall in love, think about it." Yan Shang raised his hand behind her, twisted the ends of the little girl's hair around the end of his fingertips, then let go, and continued to look at her casually.
Lin Qin naturally couldn't feel his movements, and chatted along his topic: "According to the general criteria for choosing a mate, you are suitable for finding a girl who is the right person or likes to be taken care of and dependent on by you." â
"What about age? Most of the young women of the right age with me are married, and it is difficult to find one at my age. Yan Shang was leisurely on his face, but his words meant something.
However, Lin Qin didn't hear it, so he still followed him and said, "Didn't you say that love doesn't need to care about age?" â
She shrugged, "I have to call you uncle, but you don't look like your uncle's age." â
It was rare for Yan Shang to talk to her about love so easily, and he couldn't help asking: "What about you?" If you were looking for a boyfriend, how old would you be? â
"Didn't think about it." It's not perfunctory, Lin Qin really didn't think about it.
"Now that you think about it, you should satisfy my curiosity."
The conversation between the two of them avoided the people in front and behind, almost whispering.
Yan Shang's voice on weekdays is low and magnetic, and it has a bit of a hoarse texture when it is lowered, and this vaguely ambiguous sentence is even more easy to hear and particularly sultry.
Even if Lin Qin didn't have an ambiguous string, he still felt that the pinna of the ear was like a rabbit subconsciously tightened back, and a faint tingling sensation climbed up the brain nerve along the root of the ear.
Her breath flickered, her thoughts paused, and she turned her attention to the sizzling barbecue grill unconventionally.
"Qinqin? Think about it? Yan Shang didn't notice her abnormality, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he only asked in a low voice.
The sound is still good.
Lin Qin realized that he not only had face control but also voice control, and his preferences in both aspects were also stimulated by Uncle Yan.
She pursed her lips, thought about it and replied, "If I have to find someone to spend my life with in the future, age doesn't matter, as long as the other person has the characteristics that attract me." â
In that case, even if there is no passionate love, she can stick to it with a liking that is completely different from the linear emotions of everyday life.
Yan Shang became more interested when he heard this, and asked again: "Then what can attract you?" â
"Looks, figure, personality, temperament..."Lin Qin thought of something, and suddenly chuckled, "Uncle Yan, in fact, I am the same as ordinary people, you don't have to take care of me so carefully." â
She had already seen that Yan Shang knew about her lack of emotion.
But she is just missing, and she is not completely blank, and she can still feel Uncle Yan's extra cautious attitude after getting along with each other over time.
Yan Shang saw that she hadn't answered yet, and the line was in front of her.
"Two strings of squid." Lin Qin turned around, "Uncle Yan, what do you want?" â
It may be that Lin Qin laughs too few times, and Yan Shang cherishes it every time he sees it.
His gaze seemed to be brushing over his delicate eyebrows, and he couldn't help but move his Adam's apple up and down to soothe his emotions.
"Uncle Yan?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Qin asked again, "What do you want?" â
"I'm going to..."
Yan Shang took a deep breath and looked away with difficulty.
The words that almost blurted out made him feel a little ashamed in his heart, and he couldn't help but spit on himself.
After practicing for thirty years, Lin Qin is a little vulnerable.
"Beauty, you have it." The stall owner's uncle handed over the skewers in disposable cartons.
Lin Qin took it, "Uncle Yan? Let's go. â
"It's coming!"
The two walked all the way and ate all the way, chatting a few words from time to time.
Yan Shang took advantage of the cover of the night and the relaxed atmosphere to ask a lot of words that he wanted to ask but didn't have the opportunity to ask, and he also secretly used the questions to pave himself a lot of ground for the future.
Lin Qin didn't realize anything at the moment, maybe he would suddenly remember one night a few years later, it turned out that Uncle Yan's thoughts had already been hinted at.
"Go to bed early, go to Yunzhai tomorrow morning?" Back at the hotel, it was clear that nothing had happened between the two, but the smile on the corner of Yan Shang's mouth couldn't be suppressed at all.
I always felt that there seemed to be a barrier between me and the little girl, maybe because I knew more about Lin Qin, or maybe because Lin Qin was more willing to accept his approach.
Anyway, he's happy.
I don't even want to rest because I am greedy for this feeling.
Lin Qin thought about Peng Li's injury and shook his head, "Let's go another day, and play in the city tomorrow." â
"Got you figured out where to go?"
"Nope." Lin Qin originally went straight to Yunzhai, but he hadn't seen the strategies of other places.
"Do you want to see the snowy mountains?" Yan Shang proposed.
"Snowy mountains? Going to see a snowy mountain in June? â
"Well, it's near Spring City, it's not hot here this year, how about taking you to see Rizhao Jinshan?" Yan Shang hesitated to raise his hand, but still rubbed the top of the little girl's head by speaking.
Lin Qin didn't hide. It seems that some people are used to Uncle Yan's proximity.
She didn't think much about it, thinking about going to see the snowy mountain, "Are you going to set off in the early morning?" How about going the day after tomorrow? I'd like to sleep more tomorrow. â
Thinking about Peng Li's matter, she didn't sleep well last night, and she was sick and uncomfortable in the morning.
"Of course, there's no hurry." Yan Shang also thought of the fact that she hadn't rested after the airsickness, and was a little annoyed, "You can go whenever you want." â
"That's... Thank you, Uncle Yan, I'm back in the room? â
"Hmm..."Yan Shang pondered for a few seconds, still reluctant to have such a good opportunity today, and asked with a little impulse: "Qinqin, do you want to drink some wine together for a while?" â
"Drink... Wine? Lin Qin raised his eyebrows and asked.
Uncle Yan, a health model who stares at her every day and eats seriously, invites her to drink?
The words had already been spoken, and Yan Shang simply nodded: "Yes, drink, what's wrong with drinking some wine when you are an adult?" â
He pretended to be relaxed: "Instead of drinking outside in the future, it is better to practice the amount of alcohol with my uncle first, it happens that there is nothing to do tomorrow, and if you drink too much, you will sleep until night, let's set off for the snow mountain in the early morning, how about it?" â
"Sounds doable." Lin Qin laughed again. Why is Uncle Yan giving her more and more novelty now?
"Then go take a shower, the smell of snacks is all over your body." Yan Shang pressed her shoulder and manually helped turn around, pushing the little girl to the bedroom door, "I'll see you later, Qinqin." â
"Well, I'll see you later, Uncle Yan." Lin Qin deliberately learned to speak with him.
"Go." Yan Shang waved his hand, waited for her to close the door and strode over to call the front desk to order drinks.
Lin Qin glanced at his mobile phone after returning to the room.
The skirt she wore when she went out had no pockets, and she was too lazy to backpack on a hot day, so she threw her phone on the table and didn't take it out.
Reach out to the art team three or four times a week to send a message.
Jiang Lei: Big guy, we can basically run in the scene, and the three characters enter the first copy of the game and want to try it out with you and give us advice~
Jiang Lei: When are you free?
L: A conservative estimate after one week
Jiang Lei replied in seconds: What about a bold estimate?
L: Next month
Jiang Lei: [Crying] Big guy we need you!! We can't live without you!!
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Jiang Lei: Just kidding, then wait for you to find me when you're done~ [Love]
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There was no movement on Peng Li's side, and Lin Qin took his mobile phone and went to take a shower.
After changing into pajamas, I walked to the living room, where only a few corner lights were still lit in warm yellow.
Yan Shang had already cleaned up a place to drink.
A small, irregularly shaped coffee table is pushed to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and cushions and pillows sit on the carpets on either side of the table.
A few plates of fruit on the table, and wine bottles are placed under the table.
Yan Shang sat cross-legged barefoot on the side, and the loose vest was stretched out by the muscles to create a superior curved line.
It's very eye-catching.
Lin Qin walked over and sat on the opposite side.
"Uncle Yan."
"Here we are." Yan Shang put the empty cup in his hand in front of her, "The ones I ordered are all low-degree fruit beers, just drink them until they are slightly drunk, and tell me immediately if you feel uncomfortable." â
He raised his eyes between pouring wine for Lin Qin, "Don't be reckless, you know?" â
Lin Qin nodded.
The vibe unexpectedly made her feel comfortable.
There also seems to be more desire to talk than usual.
She took the initiative to ask, "Uncle Yan, what major did you study in college?" â
"Undergraduate business administration, graduate student went abroad to study, and got a computer degree on a whim." Yan Shang raised his wine glass and moistened his mouth, "What are you going to choose?" â
"I didn't think about it." Lin Qin hugged his knees with one hand, picked up the cup with the other and shook it in front of his eyes.
"Don't dare to drink?" Yan Shang smiled and stretched out his hand, "Cheers? â
Lin Qin bumped into it, "Cheers." â
I raised my head and drank it all, and there was no intention of not daring to drink.
"Cough, Qinqin, I'm not trying to provoke you, uncle is teasing you!" Yan Shang was frightened by her and said anxiously.
Lin Qin smiled and poured himself a full glass, raised his glass and asked, "Uncle Yan, don't you dare to drink?" â
âīŧâ The child is still provocative?
"Why don't you dare?" Yan Shang finished drinking the wine in the cup and opened another bottle, "Look at who drank who down today?" â
"Try it." Lin Qin laughed.
Wine is a catalyst for emotions.
There was suddenly no invisible sense of restraint between the two, and they poured wine back and forth with each other, and drank one cup after another.
The light outside the window blends in with the darkness inside the house.
Yan Shang looked at Lin Qin, obviously not drunk, but his heart became more and more indulgent.