It should have been said a long time ago, Jing Mian suddenly felt that his eyes were a little hot, his blood became hot, he heard the sound of his husband's breathing, and felt the silence and silence of the other party, the silent boiling and hustle.

They missed it for too long.

So much so that the moment became choked and piping hot.

The world is strange,

They are each other's antidote.

The bed board made a noise.

Jing Mian's whole body was hot, but his hands and feet were soft.

He raised his head and opened his eyes in confusion: "What are you going to do?" ”

Mr. Ren said:

"Tear down the birthday present."

Chapter 104

Jing Mian vaguely remembers that the sound insulation of this building is not very good.

Intellectually, they should be suppressed and restrained, but if they are tossed hard, they will eventually be unable to help but make some noises.

He had no time to sleep most of the time, but now that his senses were clear, and in a relatively unfamiliar and long-lost environment, he heard his own voice, and Mr. Ren's, and the sounds they made.

Jing Mian hugged the other party's neck, his fingers tightened, and he held back an unbearable trembling whimper, and the dull crackling sound continued throughout the long night.

In a daze, he heard Mr. Ren ask, "Why are you suppressing your voice?" ”

Jingmian: "......"

The teenager was embarrassed to say that the sound insulation was not good, and reminded euphemistically: "The building is very small... The neighbors are sleeping. ”

So, he was picked up by the empathetic Mr. Ren and blocked his lips.

It's just something that's going on, but there's not the slightest hint of mercy.

Regardless of the process, they did control the sound remarkably.

But this obviously treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and I don't know how many rounds it is, Jing Mian is even a little worried about the bed board.

Soon, the fears became reality.

At that moment, the tired and chaotic consciousness turned into a cold sweat, and Jing Mian stiffened suddenly, followed by a shiver that lasted for a few seconds. Even though I was comforted and kissed my eyebrows, eyes, and nose, the tears still fell uncontrollably.

Dry wood and fire, sleepless night.

The morning light is reflected in the room, and the winter light and shadow are bright and warm.

This rental house used to be lived by Jing Mian alone, although it was small, but the furniture was all available, and it was very tidy, and it could be seen that the teenager who had come to this rental house alone had probably made a long plan to be alone in the future.

But last night, the corners of this room were probably stained with a lot of marks that should not have been left by people who live alone.

“……”

Jing Mian's face slowly burned to his neck.

The subtle movement was noticed by Mr. Ren, and the other party's voice was cold and hoarse in his ears: "Awake? ”

The tips of his hair and forehead were rubbed by a slightly cool touch, and Jing Mian squinted one eye slightly comfortably, and said "um".

only to realize how hoarse my voice was.

In a trance, it seems to have returned to the time when they were young.

The old house, the old streets and alleys, the self who stayed overnight, and the brother who was gentle and unruly, throughout his childhood.

After a night of madness in mutual affection, even the simplest eye contact is full of fireworks and heat. In a trance, they seemed to be really in love.

"Sleep a little longer."

The young man looked at the clock hanging in the corner of his room, the hands had just stopped at seven o'clock, Jingmian's Adam's apple was slightly astringent, with a hint of nasality, and asked, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Mr. Ren replied seriously: "Nearly two hours." ”

Jingmian: "......"

What's the difference between this and an all-nighter.

He knew it.

Jing Mian pinched the time, for fear that it would be night when he woke up again, so he whispered: "I want to go to the club in the afternoon, the group has sent a notice, and the captain has an arrangement." ”

The man reached out and rubbed his hair: "I'll send you over." ”

Jing Mian's eyelashes trembled.

He subconsciously looked sideways and found that the clothes scattered on the floor last night had been cleaned up, and occasionally one or two that he couldn't wear had also been washed and hung neatly by the window.

Despite his exhaustion, his body was neat and dry, soft and comfortable even when he was covered with a quilt, and the man helped him clean up after he was done.

Jing Mian's eyes were red, and he shrunk in the quilt, not even bothering to move a finger.

After a while, the eyelids began to fight, and the boy slept for a few hours in a daze, and woke up again because of the alarm clock.

Jing Mian stood up, his eyelashes were still worried, and said softly:

"I'm getting up."

It's like saying it to yourself, and it's like saying it to your husband.

When the man heard the voice, he got up and poured a glass of warm water, but when he walked to the bedside, he found that the child had already retracted into the quilt by himself, and his eyelashes were stretched.

The corners of the man's mouth silently raised a little arc, leaned over, and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to ask for leave?" ”

Jing Mian opened his eyes and quickly shook his head: "I can go." ”

The glorious global tournament is approaching, and everyone has not even recovered from the afterglow of the national competition, a new round of nervous excitement has already emerged, and the team is preparing these days, and no matter what, it cannot be absent.

No one wants to win the next game more than him.

Jing Mian was hugged and sat up.

When washing, the roots of his legs were shaking unconsciously, and he needed to hold on to the sink to keep his knees from softening.

Then the boy returned to the bedside, and was put on shoes and socks by Mr. Ren, then the clothes, and finally he was put on a thick coat, the collar encircled his chin, the hem of the shirt almost reached the thigh, and the man's bony hands picked him up.

Lock the door before leaving.

The driver was already waiting downstairs.

It's snowing hazy outside, starting this morning.

It turned out that the first snow of this year was only one night later than last year.

The street scene began to slowly reverse, the car drove very smoothly, Jing Mian's eyes were half-closed for a while, and he couldn't help but continue to take a nap.

Mr. Ren hugged the child, his eyes fell on the mobile phone, and he seemed to be dealing with business.

Where Jing Mian couldn't see, the man's gaze as he looked at the screen paused slightly.

Chen Ke sent a video on WeChat, and the name of the video is "Complete and Undeleted Version". MP4。

Soon, Chen Ke's messages came one after another.

Chen Ke: [Brother Ren, I found it!] ］

Chen Ke: [This is the clearest and best positioned passerby's perspective shot, five-minute full version.] ］

Chen Ke: [Video]

Ren Xingwan took the headphones, just stayed for a moment, and clicked on the video.

Loading, playing-

The progress bar starts ticking.

The sun sets its last rays, and night falls silently on the beach.

At the beginning of the video, the sea is filmed, and then the cruise ship is filmed, and finally, the camera slowly turns to the big screen in the square.

"Happy birthday, sir."

Under the footer, the handwriting of the inscription has become smaller and a little blurry, but it can still be seen clearly, from-

"Secretly love your little friend"

The scene was lively and noisy, and it seemed a little noisy, but the camera was very stable.

The camera recorded the fireworks in their entirety.

The light and shadow were reflected in the man's pupils, blooming.

Finally, looking away from the square and the beach, the passerby seems to be intending to turn the camera in all directions to capture the whole scene of the moment.

Under the boulevard that the camera casually sweeps, the figure of a teenager enters it and quickly moves away.

Ren Xingwan stopped the video.

Backwards, retrospectively, and finally freeze slowly.

Jing Mian fell in the picture, raising his head, the glittering light and shadow were intertwined, and the young man's eyes were flickering and dazed, hiding loss.

The light of the screen goes out.

Everything that happened in Yancheng seemed to come to an abrupt end here.

The carriage fell silent again, and the children slept deeply.

For a long time, the slightly cool touch imprinted on Jing Mian's forehead, and the ends of his hair were soft and scattered.

Jing Mian's eyelashes moved slightly, and he vaguely heard the man's voice, but it was extremely light, making him almost think it was an illusion in a chaotic sleep:

"I got it."

*

ME. base.

After five hours of training, the whole team took a short break, Xuan Rui ordered takeout, they gathered around a table, the fries and chicken wings were placed in the middle of the tin foil, and there were two pizzas, one person took a hamburger, held an ice coke, and chatted while eating.