Intoxication

The road was a little blocked, so when I arrived at the aquarium, I was a few minutes late. Feng Ye stood at the door of the aquarium and waited for him, so when they got out of the car, they ran into each other.

Feng Ye glanced at the car that sent him, it was obviously not a taxi, and he frowned: "Song Juhan asked his driver to show you?"

"Ah, yeah, he's such a nice guy, he doesn't have any shelf at all."

Feng Ye said coldly, "Don't you be stupid? Song Juhan's character is so bad. You see that he's good, it's all pretended."

Why did he only step out of the campus at that time? His character was full of young people ’s simplicity and human nature, so he did n’t believe it. He only said that because they had a contradiction. Of course, he did n’t refute Feng Ye. He was always too lazy to argue about insignificant matters, and then switched the topic: "Are you waiting long? Let's go in."

Feng Yan turned black and turned away.

Why sighed and followed.

The scale of this aquarium is second to none in China, bringing together a variety of rare fishes from five continents, and the style is very high. From the beginning, I played hungry marketing, limited tickets every day, and the appointment has been one month later, so no one can see The crowded picture, everyone can get professional explanation.

The Feng family really had a big face, and the deputy director of the aquarium invited them to accompany them alone and take them to watch them hall by hall.

Those colorful sea creatures are really fascinating. The whole aquarium is like a dreamy fairy tale world.

While the three were visiting and discussing, Feng Ye gradually forgot about his anger. The two looked at it very vigorously, and left unconsciously until they were about to close the hall.

"The jellyfish are so beautiful, the light of the aquarium is clear, the structure in the body is clear." Why look at the photos in the mobile phone, I thought I would come to you again if I had a chance in the future.

"Yeah, but I like shellfish more. They are fun one by one when swimming."

"Ha ha, one by one like a race. By the way, where shall we eat tonight?"

"Just at the deep-sea restaurant opened by the Haizu Pavilion, my seat is ..." Feng Ye smiled mysteriously. "Forget it, you'll know after a while."

Why is there interest.

The deep-sea restaurant is built in the aquarium. The left and right sides of the aquarium are super long aquariums. When you eat, you can enjoy a variety of fish and occasionally whale swimming. It is a very good experience.

Feng Ye reported his name, and the waitress led them through the lobby to the secluded box area, and finally led them into a box.

The box has a spherical design and an all-glass structure, surrounded by azure seawater and marine life at all angles, just like being in the deep sea.

Why is it so bright: "Wow, it's beautiful."

Feng Ye smiled: "Okay, there are only two restaurants in this deep-sea cabin, which is also the first in the country. This door is made of an LCD panel. When closed, it will play a video in real time and blend with the background. Not coming out. "

The waiter left the menu and took the door out. Sure enough, as Feng Ye said, the image played on the back panel of the door could seamlessly connect with the picture on the glass wall, which was quite realistic. He laughed and said, "Such a romantic place is a waste of food for two men."

Feng Ye turned the menu and gave him a smile, saying casually, "Why can't two men be romantic?"

Why smile, not to say.

He became more and more helpless with Feng Ye. When he first met, Feng Ye didn't like to deal with him very much. He naturally maintained the kindness he should have between his alumni and colleagues, but after getting familiar with him, Feng Ye accidentally discovered his sexuality, and he said frankly Their sexuality will not affect their friendship and work. Although he had a slight obsession with Feng Ye at that time, it was just an affection, just like the normal man's affection for the excellent nature of the opposite sex, and had no unusual ideas.

But I do n’t know when it started, the two became more and more subtle. Feng Ye sometimes made some meaningless actions, making him a born gay, it ’s hard to think about it, but when he tried, Feng Ye will retract again. After a few times, he felt that Feng Ye did all this out of novelty. For a ten-year-old teenager, the innocuous ambiguousness is just a adjustment of life, especially with the same sex. , Without having to take responsibility, fresh and interesting, maybe you can also show your own personality.

After understanding this, why try to restrain Feng's imagination. He is a person who talks less, thinks more, and always behaves cautiously. The two maintain a good friendship and are comfortable with each other.

The two enjoyed the dreamlike beauty while eating.

When I was almost finished, I changed the song in the box, so why I heard the melody was very familiar, and soon it was Song Song's song.

Feng Ye didn't hear it at first, and it wasn't until Song Juhan's unique voice came out that he froze.

Why pretend you didn't hear it and continue talking about the company.

Feng Ye put down his fork: "How about you see Song Juhan today?"

Why not avoid it and say lightly: "It's okay, he's very busy. After a few words, you'll call."

"He didn't say anything wrong?" Feng Ye stared into his eyes, his eyes were a little deep.

Why did you think, "What do you mean?"

"About me."

"Oh ... he said that you had a good relationship when you were young. When you grew up, you were alienated because you were always compared."

Feng Ye seemed relieved: "Well, there is no way, age is almost, it is inevitable."

Why doesn't he always love to explore other people's *, Feng Ye doesn't say, he won't ask one more question.

They no longer said Song Juhan, although the atmosphere in the box was a little weird until the song was over.

Half a month later, when he gradually forgot about the personal relationship with Song Juhan, he unexpectedly received a call from the big star.

Looking at the caller ID on the screen, why was he surprised? He thought Song Juhan was polite to him and asked for dinner, but it was just a scene. In fact, after that day, he never expected to see Song Juhan again.

Why did you hold your cell phone and left the office, walked into the corridor, and pressed the call button stupidly: "Hey?"

"Why?" Song Juhan's voice came from the microphone. After the transmission of radio waves, the charm of his voice has been weakened by half, but it is still straight to the heart.

"Yes, hello."

"I'm Song Juhan."

"Hmm ..." Why is the tongue knotted a little?

Song Juhan laughed: "You won't forget?"

"No, why not."

"That's good, I'm free today, come and ask for that meal."

Why am I stunned: "Ah, oh, well, where do you want to eat?"

Song Juhan asked him to eat? Song Juhan asked him to eat!

"It's okay, you set it, but somewhere to hide."

"Okay, no problem, then I'll send you the address later."

"I'll wait for you downstairs at six."

"okay."

Hang up the phone, why the heartbeat is still as fast as drums.

He actually wanted to eat with Song Juhan ... How could this be so, how could Song Juhan eat with him? !!

Why is your back against the wall, bumping with your back of your head, the hot brain finally calmed down.

After meeting, he couldn't even remember his name, Song Juhan, and it was impossible to suddenly be interested in him. The only intersection between the two was Feng Ye.

What does Song Juhan want to do? He really couldn't figure out Song Juhan's intentions. What could be obtained from him?

The more he couldn't guess, the more curious he was, so he went to see it. It was an unexpected joy to have dinner with Song Juhan anyway.

He went downstairs in advance and waited at the door of the company. At about six o'clock, the familiar car that he had once drove over came and stopped slowly in front of him.

Why pulled the car door and got into the car, Song Juhan sat in the back seat and looked at him with a smile: "Hi, wait a long time."

Why laughed: "No, I just went downstairs."

"Want to eat somewhere?"

"Well, I know a private restaurant, a vegan restaurant, the environment is very good, it's quiet, we can take a box."

"Okay, you give the address to the driver."

Why did the driver show the address on the phone and the driver said he knew the place.

Why lean back to the back of the chair, he can feel Song Juhan's eyes are falling on him, making him feel cramped: "Uh, I think you seem to have been on the show during this time, are you busy?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to pay so much attention to my movements. You don't look like a star chaser."

Why am I a little embarrassed: "I don't chase stars very much, but I like your song very much."

Song Juhan pursed his lips with a smile: "I'm preparing for a concert and will give you VIP tickets at that time."

"haha, thank you."

"It's really too busy lately. Today is a rare free time. If you want to rest, you think you owe me a meal."

Why is my heart beating so fast that I dare not look straight at Song Juhan.

"Why are you lowering your head and dare not look at me?" Song Juhan's deep eyes were always patrolling for any reason, wherever he went, he could nod people.

Why take the courage and look up: "No ..."

Song Juhan grinned, "You're so red."

Why did you touch your face subconsciously, and suddenly thought of how stupid this move was, you were at a loss, your ears were burning.

Song Juhan couldn't help laughing, "Why are you ... hahaha ..."

Why do you give yourself an annoyance and justify in vain: "The car is a bit hot."

Song Juhan suddenly leaned over, close to He's face, blinked the star-like bright eyes, and said softly, "Don't be shy, I said I'm not eating anymore."

Why did you use your whole life to restrain the thought of wanting to shrink into the door.

Song Juhan smiled and said, "Why are you so cute?"

Described by a boy younger than "cute", why only feel complacent, but there is a shameful ecstasy in his heart.

Song Juhan's smile and mere words would make his heart beat faster, and he almost felt that he was abnormal.

The car reached the place, so why can't wait to jump out of the car, gasping for a few breaths, feeling the heat on the face before retreating a little.

Song Juhan wore sunglasses and a hat, covering half of his face. It was not easy for a hot day.

The two went directly to the box with the waiter, so why handed the menu to Song Juhan: "I don't know what you like to eat, but the stars seem to keep in shape, so I chose a vegetarian restaurant."

"You picked it very well. I've been on a net diet recently." Song Juhan smiled at him, then lowered his order.

At that time, Song Juhan was just a little red. The waiter didn't recognize it, just stared at that face.

Song Juhan finished his order and leaned back in his chair leisurely: "Are you busy at work lately? Seeing that you have dark circles."

"It's okay to work, I'm busy with my thesis." Seeing graduation soon, although the employment problem that should be the headache should be solved, he has always been strict with himself, and he wants to read a postgraduate on the job.

"Oh, aren't you a domineerer? There should be no problem."

"It's not a big deal, but it takes a lot of data to study, it's just time consuming."

"You work so hard, no wonder you can enter Feng's business." Song Juhan fiddled with his fingers: "Well, when did Feng Ye start his internship at his father's company?"

"After going to college, I went to the company a few months earlier than me."

"He did it? But he was smart from an early age."

Why nodded: "Yeah, although sometimes I can't hold my breath, but everything is all right, very clever."

Song Juhan smiled: "What's your impression of him, it's just 'somewhat unbearable'?"

Why be cautious and say, "Which impression do you mean?"

"Temper." Song Juhan smiled ironically: "He has a good temper."

"It's only occasionally a little irritable, and it's not bad temper." Why so long never talk about gossip behind people, he feels that men should not do such boring things, and he doesn't know what Song Juhan meant several times.

"It seems that he is really good with you, at least much milder than when I knew him."

Why deliberate the wording: "We are good friends."

Song Juhan raised an eyebrow, then nodded and smiled.

The waiters brought up the dishes one after another. Song Juhan didn't eat much. Why isn't it a big meal, but it's hard to imagine that Song Juhan can only eat such a little thing, and it's not easy to be a star.

The two had a pretty good chat. Although their life circles had little overlap, Song Juhan's social wrists were cultivated from an early age. It was not difficult to find a topic. Why is he usually quiet, but at this time he was racking his brains to avoid the cold field. The meal was really idle.

After eating, Song Juhan proposed to go to a club to play, why said: "Aren't you afraid of being recognized?"

"It's okay. It's a private club run by my friends. It's a membership system. There are no messy people."

Why readily agreed. He now faces Song Juhan, and he is not so nervous anyway. After all, no matter how high the person is, he will find that he is an individual. In addition, Song Juhan is easy-going and easy to let go of restraint.

Why haven't I been to a private club? I can't imagine what it looks like. Maybe it's different. For example, this one is completely prepared for young people to have fun. The entire clubhouse is a big villa with various entertainment facilities, billiards, chess and cards, game machines, mini golf, squash courts, private theaters, etc. There are also basketball courts, tennis courts and swimming pools in the yard.

There were no people in the club today. When Song Juhan went in, there was only a table of people drinking and chatting.

"Wow, Song star, I haven't seen you for a long time." Several people came over.

Song Juhan smiled and said a few words to them.

One wondered: "What is this?"

Why nodded and smiled at him, Song Juhan said: "My friend, you don't know."

"I can't remember when you were here last time, before you went abroad."

"It should be, I don't have a long time to return to China." Song Juhan patted him on the shoulder. "You talk, I will take a friend to play billiards."

"Okay, you guys have fun."

Song Juhan led to another room.

Why look around: "It's quite interesting here, have you been here before?"

"I often come to school. This is one of the fixed points for children of our generation to gather."

Why do you think that in the circles of Beijing's elites, almost all of their peers knew each other in threes and twos, and it was normal for Song Juhan and Feng Ye to know each other.

Song Juhan picked a cue stick with his legs crossed, leaning his head against the billiard, and rubbing the club head with the shell powder. At that time, it was the age of American movies. The hero's casualness is chic, and a simple action makes the human heart move.

Why go back to God and quickly find a topic to break away from your wild thoughts: "You like billiards a lot."

"I used to play when I was in school in the United States. I haven't touched it in a while. How about you?"

"Less likely."

"It's okay. It's simple. I'll teach you. I'll show you first."

Song Juhan walked to the side of him, half-pressed down, opened an umbrella shape with his left hand, and pressed it on the table. His fingers were slender and strong, and the shape of his nails was round and round. No flaws can be picked up and down.

He put the club at the tiger's mouth, and when he pushed it with his right hand, the club rammed out quickly and quickly, and the piled-up ball was scattered, and one of them rolled straight into the bag. He looked around the billiards to find the angle, hitting six **** in a row in one breath, until the seventh one was two inches off, and bounced back against the edge of the table.

"Haha." Song Juhan tilted his head and smiled at him, and blinked: "Retreat really."

Why was Ben staring at Song Juhan all the time? When he came into contact with that smile, he felt that his heart was punched hard, not painful, but extremely deep.

"Come, I teach you."

Why the heel has a soul like himself, walked towards Song Juhan.

Song Juhan stretched out his long arm, passed around behind him, and pressed his back with his chest, forcing him to bend down in a hug posture: "So, the body is pressed down."

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