bad kid

Chapter 35 The rest of the time is spent thinking about you

At the end of the month, Yan Yue went to the United States.

Yan Yue's grandfather was a construction worker in his early years. Later, thanks to his two sons' promising future, he no longer had to work hard to make money. However, he became sick from overwork and suffered from pneumoconiosis. He has been in the United States and Europe for treatment over the years.

The old man seemed to be in better spirits this year, and he was able to walk around. I heard that Yan Yue had made progress in his studies. He hadn't seen his grandson for a long time. He missed him very much, and urged him to see him more than ten times a day.

Yan Yue has a bad relationship with his father, but he has a close relationship with his grandfather. Therefore, although he is nervous about studying, he still took a week off to visit his grandfather in the United States.

Ruan Zhimu breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since Yan Yue confessed to him, he has never known how to face him, and the relationship between the two has become awkward.

In the past, I often bickered and fought each other, hooked shoulders and backs, and made fun of "seven times a night" and "Guilu Bushen Pill", but now I am cautious, chewing a sentence three times in my stomach before daring to say it.

In a nutshell, "there are ghosts in my heart".

On the first day Yan Yue left, Ruan Zhimu dreamed of him.

The content of the dream is unbelievable. The earth has become a planet ruled by cats. Human beings collectively believe in the religion of Meow Meow, and Ruan Zhimu is the only mouse on the earth. He is hunted down by all the cats. The arrest warrant offers a reward of 5000 million to catch him. .

He was agile, flexible and vigorous, and escaped the assassination of all cats and cats, except Yan Yue.

Yan Yue pressed him against the wall, put a mousetrap against his neck, and said expressionlessly, "The winner in the end will only be me."

Ruan Zhimu woke up.

The phone by the bedside was ringing, Ruan Zhimu lost all sleepiness, yawned and went to the refrigerator to get a box of juice.

Yan Yue sent a message.

No text, just a photo.

When tourists go to the local area to take pictures, they usually take pictures of landmarks, cultural landscapes, gates of institutions of higher learning, etc., but Yan Yue only took pictures of breakfast.

A sky blue round table with coffee, bacon sandwiches and fruit salad.

Yan Yue didn't show up, only his right hand appeared in the corner, resting idly on the edge of the table.

Just like the countless mornings they spent over half a year, Yan Yue shared his breakfast with him half a world away.

Ruan Zhimu was so moved.

He suddenly remembered a mobile game about traveling frogs that he had played before. The little frog was very heartwarming, and would send postcards to his family when he went out to play, which was quite similar to Yan Yue's behavior.

Ruan Zhimu replied: [Breakfast looks delicious]

Yan Yue quickly replied: 【You didn't sleep? 】

Ruan Zhimu: [Hungry, get up and drink some juice]

Yan Yue: 【Drink less, you won't be able to fall asleep after drinking too much. 】

Ruan Zhimu has the problem of gluttony. On the one hand, he can't bear the temptation of delicious food. On the other hand, he is used to being frugal since he was a child, and he is reluctant to waste food.

For a Wuyi pudding ice cream, he would seriously lick the stick clean.

Ruan Zhimu: [You are so nagging]

Yan Yue: [Whoever makes you have no self-control, I don't care who cares about you]

Because of the ambiguity in that tone, Ruan Zhimu's earlobe was a little hot.

He changed the subject: [Where are you going today? 】

Yan Yue: [Go to the hospital to see grandpa, come back to do homework, have dinner, watch a movie, and then...]

Ruan Zhimu: [Then? 】

Yan Yue: 【Then, spend the rest of the time thinking about you. 】

Ruan Zhimu's face turned red from his neck to the back of his ears.

On his bedside table were five bottles of perfume in different shapes, bought by Yan Yue at the mall that day, and given to him the day before he left for the United States.

Ruan Zhimu wanted to refuse, but Yan Yue had only one sentence, "Throw it away if you don't want it."

This is an obvious "confession gift", and using it means accepting the confession.

Ruan Zhimu didn't dare to use it, and it was impossible to throw it away, so he had to put it on the bedside as an ornament.

The aroma drifts out from the crack of the bottle cap, and mixed together, there is a feeling of reassurance and peace of mind, which is very helpful for sleep.

Ruan Zhimu sniffed the fragrance and fell asleep after a while.

-

Ruan Zhimu went to a certain hotel on Friday for a wedding matchmaking. On the way, he passed the gym where Zhong Depeng worked, and saw a group of people gathered around the door. A middle-aged woman with red hair was standing at the front, talking fiercely What.

The originally overcrowded gymnasium was empty at the moment, and the signboard at the door was half smashed with a hammer.

Seeing Zhong Depeng coming out of the back door quietly, Ruan Zhimu walked over and patted him.

Zhong Depeng was taken aback.

His hair was disheveled, he looked haggard, his chin was full of stubble, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes. He was not as vigorous as he was a few days ago.

Ruan Zhimu: "What happened?"

Zhong Depeng took him to a nearby cafe.

He told him with a wry smile that he used to work in a chain gym, but then there was a thunderstorm in the gym, and there was a problem with the capital chain. The boss fled abroad, so he resigned and went to work in a new gym opened by a friend, which is now this one.

This kind of thing was very common, but his former students heard rumors from somewhere, thinking that he knew that there would be thunderstorms in the gym, but pretended not to know, and tricked them into buying classes and applying for cards.

He has shares in this gym, which further confirmed the students' guesses, so they gathered people to make trouble early in the morning, smashed the signboard of the gym, and forced him to pay back the money.

Zhong Depeng was overwhelmed, and told him helplessly that he had to deal with things recently and could not ask him out to play.

Ruan Zhimu couldn't help much, he was powerless, so he could only comfort him and tell him to be safe.

-

Two days later, Yan Yue returned home.

Ruan Zhimu skipped the elective course in the afternoon and went to pick him up at the airport.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Yan Yue walked out of the station wearing a black and white striped loose T-shirt, beige overalls and trousers, and dragging a matte black rolling trolley case.

Travel-stained, impatient, and a little messy hair, but still became the focus of the crowd as soon as he appeared.

The moment he met Ruan Zhimu's eyes, the tiredness on Yan Yue's face disappeared, replaced by a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

Yan Yue quickened his pace and walked in front of him: "I thought you were playing tricks on me when you said you came to pick me up."

"I'm not that bored," Ruan Zhimu went to pull his box, but he didn't pull it hard, "Damn, why is it so heavy."

"I brought some local Boston products." Yan Yue's eyes fell on his soft hair, "Let me do it."

When Yan Yue dragged the suitcase, he looked very relaxed.

Ruan Zhimu was a little ashamed, and unbelievingly pushed a little harder, but this time he pulled, but because his five fingers were spread, the little finger touched Yan Yue's palm.

It was so hot that I immediately withdrew my hand.

Yan Yue's eyes lingered on the back of his hand for a few seconds, and said quietly: "My box can eat people?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Yan Yue: "Still, you..."

Ruan Zhimu looked at the phone pretending to be busy, and interrupted urgently: "Let's go, I called a taxi, it should be here soon."

Yan Yue: "...Oh."

The two got into the taxi, each with their own thoughts, and both were silent.

The driver is an enthusiastic big brother from Northeast China. From the rearview mirror, he saw that the two young men looked very energetic, so he said casually, "Are you two college students nearby?"

Ruan Zhimu was distracted and didn't hear what he asked.

Picking up the words has become an instinctive reaction of his body, and he subconsciously said, "Yes."

Brother Driver: "My niece used to study at x University and studied computers. Now she is 28 and hasn't been in a relationship yet. Her parents are dying of anxiety. They introduce her to blind dates every time they are on vacation."

Ruan Zhimu laughed: "28 is still very young, don't worry, your niece is so good, if you want to find a partner, you can't pick it randomly."

Brother driver: "She has high eyes but low hands. Alas, during the Chinese New Year her mother asked her what she likes, and she pointed at the starlets on TV and said that at least she should look like that... You said you didn't mean it on purpose. Are you blocking us?"

Ruan Zhimu smiled.

The big brother of the driver changed the subject: "I see that your friend is very handsome, does he have a girlfriend?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...he is not yet of age."

The driver brother felt a little regretful, but he said immediately: "What about you, I see the school badge of X University on your clothes, you must be a student of X University, right?"

Ruan Zhimu: "Well..."

The driver brother has come to the spirit.

Yan Yue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "He has a girlfriend."

Ruan Zhimu glanced at him.

When did I have a girlfriend.

Also, can you not keep silent and then speak suddenly, it is very scary.

The eldest brother of the driver was slightly suspicious: "Really?"

Yan Yue: "His girlfriend is a rich second generation, she is very beautiful, she plays basketball, and she will get married next month."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

The elder brother of the driver asked a few more questions, Yan Yue made up things calmly, and the elder brother finally gave up.

The big brother driver sighed: "Young man now...why do all the good-looking ones get married so early..."

After getting out of the car, Yan Yue apologized to Ruan Zhimu: "I have no other intentions, I just want to help you out, because he seems to want to introduce his niece to you."

Ruan Zhimu doesn't care, anyway, his sexual orientation is not female.

But he was a little bit entangled: "When you made it up just now...why did you say that my girlfriend plays basketball."

Isn't lying supposed to sound as truthful as possible? It's quite rare for girls to play basketball.

Yan Yue looked into his eyes: "What do you think?"

His voice was very soft, but his gaze was very focused, his pupils were pitch black, and he seemed to be sinking into it if he took a second look.

Ruan Zhimu didn't dare to look at him anymore.

He turned his eyes away: "it's nothing... let's go home."

The community is old and there is no elevator in the building, so you have to walk up to each floor by yourself.

Before going upstairs, Ruan Zhimu took a look at Yan Yue's trolley case.

It was okay to drag it just now, but if you want to carry it up, no matter how strong Yan Yue is, he can't do it...

Sure enough, Yan Yue said, "I can't move it by myself."

Ruan Zhimu had no choice but to back away, and stood with Yan Yue on the left and right, grabbing the upper handle of the trolley case together.

The width of the handle is limited, and it is impossible for two people to open their hands, and they can only shrink their fists.

In this way, the hands of the two people will inevitably touch each other.

There were only two footsteps in the quiet corridor.

Tuk tuk, tuk tuk.

Skin pressed against skin, gradually scalding hot.

Ruan Zhimu spent 2 minutes in embarrassment and suffering, and finally reached the fourth floor.

I can finally escape this suffocating atmosphere.

Ruan Zhimu was agitated and let go.

Unexpectedly, half of the rollers of the trolley case were still hanging in the air. As soon as he let go, Yan Yue couldn't hold back, and the trolley case fell backward heavily.

Ruan Zhimu hurried to pull.

A few seconds later, with a bang, he and the trolley case fell in the middle of the stairs.

Ruan Zhimu was crushed under the trolley case and fell into a daze.

He heard panicked footsteps above the stairs, and the trolley case that was pressing on him was dragged away.

"Have you been hit, is there any injury?!"

Yan Yue half-kneeled on the ground, grabbed his wrist firmly, lowered his head to check his body, frowned, and spoke in a hurry.

They were only a few centimeters apart, and Ruan Zhimu could see his tall nose bridge, superior jawline, pale skin, bulging veins on his forehead, and fine beads of sweat.

There is also a very faint, fig perfume smell.

After a while, the nerves of pain came back, and Ruan Zhimu let out a scream like a pig.

"Aww, my wrist!!!"