How far was it when I slept with him today

Chapter 23

Nine o'clock on Saturday night.

Yi Ning rubbed his sore neck, leaned back on the office chair, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

He works very hard, even if he works overtime.So from the moment he arrived at the office in the morning, he started to move forward to the present day. He only ate the soy milk and the vegetarian bag that Ran Yijing forced to force him when he sent him to work all day, and even the leftover soy milk cup was still placed by the computer desk. , I didn't have time to throw it away.

He glanced at it, and when he stretched out his hand to throw the cup into the trash can, he suddenly remembered the man who was cursing when he drove him away. While scolding him for not taking a good rest on Saturday and insisting on working overtime, he parked the car on the side of the road with a cold face. Get out of the car and buy him breakfast.

He also threatened himself that if he had this kind of behavior of hangingover at night and working overtime in the morning again next time, he would tell Yi Yuan directly and let Yi Yuan discipline him.

Yi Ning smiled and felt embarrassed.

Ever since he lived with Ran Yijing, he has been troubled by big and small things, either he sprained his ankle or had a fever and drunk to disturb people's safety, but he didn't want to do this on purpose.

He has been very independent since he was a child, because he didn't want to cause trouble to those around him, and even when he was sick, he seldom told his mother, and spent more time trying to get through it by himself.After so many years, the one who has relied the most is actually Ran Yijing who was together because of the agreement.

He glanced at his watch habitually, it was already nine twenty, and it was really time to go home.Yi Ning put away his phone, got up and was about to leave the office.

Before leaving, his eyes fell on the soy milk cup in the trash can by the door, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly felt that he might have to do something before going home.

As soon as Yi Ning entered the house, he found that the living room was dim, but the TV in the living room glowed faintly with blue light.

Ran Yijing leaned on the sofa, squinting and watching "Killing Eve".

Yi Ning glanced at him, seeing that he was fascinated, took the opportunity to hide the things in his arms and hurried back to the bedroom.

After closing the door quickly, he put the things he was holding in the corner, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he didn't notice that he was back, otherwise he didn't know how to bring this thing in.

He dusted off the dust from his suit, and when he was undoing his tie, Ran Yijing's footsteps suddenly came from the corridor.

"Have you had dinner yet?" the person outside the door asked.

As soon as the movement of his hands stopped, Yi Ning looked towards the corner of the room subconsciously: "No."

"Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?" The footsteps became more and more clear, and the owner of the voice walked to the door.

His hand seemed to have landed on the doorknob, and he was about to open the door and come in the next second.

Yi Ning became flustered when he untied his tie, he hurriedly found an excuse and said, "Don't come in...I'm changing clothes."

Hearing this, the footsteps stopped.

After a brief blank, the person outside the door said again: "It's too late today, can I get you some porridge?"

At the end of the corridor, there was a pot of fake flowers for decoration, but they were not placed properly. Ding Wu bent down to straighten the position of the flowers, and then stretched out his hand to dust off the dust from the petals. From the bedroom: "Okay, thank you."

Ding Wu raised his lips slightly: "Okay, I'll call you when it's done."

The footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, and Yi Ning's tense nerves finally relaxed after he estimated that the person must have entered the living room or the kitchen. He put the tie away and put it in the cabinet, turned around and looked at The pot of June snow in the corner.

How should I send it out?

This is a gift he bought for Ran Yijing, and he wants to thank him for his care these days, but he doesn't know what Ran Yijing likes, so he can only find out some things about his preferences from the fragments of his past life. matter.

But in the end, he only came to the more reliable conclusion that he likes flowers and plants.

So after get off work, Yi Ning made a special detour to the better flower market in Hangning City, and picked out a pot of June Snow that looked pretty good before the market closed.He doesn't know much about bonsai, so he only chooses flowers based on appearance.

The flower seller enthusiastically recommended his bonsai to him. He didn't know how to tell whether what he said was true or not, so he just took a pot home in a daze.

You should do your homework before deciding.he thought angrily.

So, will he like it?

Yi Ning pursed his lips, squatted down and looked carefully for a while, until he heard Ran Yijing calling him outside, then hesitantly left the bedroom.

He walked to the dining room habitually, but he didn't see anyone. He turned his head and saw Ding Wu standing in the living room, and the coffee table beside him had already set up bowls, chopsticks and rice.

The sticky white porridge was emitting a faint white gas, and a few dishes of brightly colored side dishes were added on the side.

Ding Wu heard the movement and looked up.

Before Yi Ning could speak, he said first, "If you mind eating here, then I'll bring it to the restaurant for you."

He put his hands behind his back and looked at Yi Ning nervously.

Yi Ning didn't speak, until Ding Wu couldn't bear his silence and bent down to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, he replied lightly: "It's nothing."

He walked into the living room, under Ding Wu's watchful eyes, he naturally sat cross-legged on the ground, then raised his head and said to Ding Wu, "Thank you."

He picked up the spoon and ate quietly, without seeming to mind at all.

Ding Wu never thought that his selfishness would be satisfied by Yi Ning.

He admitted that bringing the porridge to the living room was just to spend more time with Yi Ning, because if it was in the restaurant, he had no excuse to be by his side.

But all of this has come true.

He sat on the sofa blankly, although his eyes were still staring at the TV, but his mind was no longer on it.

Ke Yi Ning seems to be the same.

After taking a few sips of the porridge, he put down the spoon and sat there silently, wondering what he was thinking.

Suddenly, he glanced behind him.

It seemed that he just glanced at it casually, but it frightened Ding Wu who had been glancing this way. He hurriedly shifted his gaze, pretending that nothing happened.

But after a while, Ding Wu saw from the corner of his eye that Yi Ning was still looking at him.His gaze was like a magnet with strong magnetic force, Ding Wu couldn't help but want to look back.

And he did.

The scene on the TV changed from a dark house to a spacious street, and the projected light suddenly lit up.

Yi Ning looked at Ding Wu, the light fell on his upturned face, his usually cold and sharp eyes became round and smooth, with a blunt sense of ignorance of the world.

"You," Ding Wu asked tentatively, "do you have anything to tell me?"

His eyes were moist, flickering under the weak light, Ding Wu could feel that Yi Ning was nervous.

His breathing slowed down, and when he looked at the person in front of him, he was cautious even when his eyes fell on him, for fear of scaring away those who wanted to approach him.

Do you want to say it or not.

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he didn't like what he gave him?

From buying the gift to now, Yi Ning feels that the determination and courage honed in the past [-] years of life are slowly disappearing, even at the last moment, he can't make up his mind.

But Ding Wu was watching him quietly, his brown pupils were full of encouragement and expectation.

Perhaps, just simply saying a word and giving a gift is actually not a big deal.

Ran Yijing, won't let him down.

He hesitated for a while, then said softly: "There is something I gave you in the bedroom, remember to take a look."

At the end, although his face was still calm, his voice was low and inaudible, but Ding Wu still heard it clearly, he stared at Yining for a moment, and subconsciously repeated: "The things you gave me... "

The syllables rolled from his throat, and his eyes flickered for a moment: "Really?"

Before Yi Ning could react, Ding Wu jumped off the sofa and ran into the bedroom quickly before putting on his slippers.

After a while, Ding Wu's surprised voice came from the bedroom: "It's Liu Yuexue, did you buy this for me?"

He came out with the bonsai, staring at Yi Ning brightly: "When did you buy it? It was Liu Yuexue in Phnom Penh."

He seemed to realize that he was too excited. He stood still and cleared his throat, hugged the pot of Liu Yuexue tightly, and pretended to ask seriously, "Why did you suddenly give me a bonsai? Did you do something wrong?"

Seeing the uncontrollable smile on the corner of his mouth, Yi Ning couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief: "I just bought it, and I went to the flower market before I came back."

"I wanted to surprise you, but I didn't know what you liked, so I bought Liu Yuexue." Although the words were still awkward and awkward, Yi Ning answered him seriously, "Thank you Take care of me all the time."

Ding Wu looked at him with a smile: "Okay, I accept it."

After finishing speaking, he carried the bonsai and walked to the balcony. He didn't come out until Yi Ning sat there for a while after finishing his porridge.

"Killing Eve" was still playing on the TV, Yi Ning casually glanced a few times, and was about to get up to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, but before he touched it, Ding Wu's voice came from the balcony.

He shouted: "Don't wash it, I will wash it together after dinner tomorrow morning."

Ding Wu took care of all the flowers on the flower stand and waited until the flush of excitement on his face faded before he walked out of the balcony.

The bowls and chopsticks had been taken back to the kitchen by Yi Ning. He was nestled in the corner of the sofa, wearing glasses, staring at the TV screen sleepily.

Ding Wu washed off the dust from his hands, wiped his hands and sat beside Yi Ning: "Does it look good?"

"Well, it's beautiful."

Yi Ning drilled into the corner again, and replied in a low voice.

Ding Wu saw that he was tired, so he didn't say anything more, hugged the pillow next to him, and watched it together with him.

In the thick and silent winter night, the first snow falls slowly.

The warm yellow street lamps in the distance appear blurred and far away in the turbulent wind and snow. The heating inside the house turns into mist and climbs up the cold glass. When you look outside, the sky and the earth are filled with unreal soft silver.

But Yi Ning saw the summer day that would not fall, right in front of his eyes.

He stood side by side with another person, his body was covered with a hazy glow, the wind on the terrace blew, bringing the aroma of yellow roses not far away, and the long-sounding sound of the violin.

Yi Ning felt that the violin's tune was very familiar, but he couldn't confirm it, because the people around him were looking at him with intoxicating and gloomy love in their eyes, and he really didn't have the heart to think about it.

And that person approached gently again, his eyes were serious and pure, gentle and clear.

Yi Ning's words were stuck in his throat, he looked back blankly, until the man approached his face, pressed his lips, and touched them carefully.

One stroke is not enough, two strokes, three strokes, even if only the lips touch, it is still like a child who eats candy for the first time, can't help but want to take a bite, and another bite.

The ambiguous atmosphere blurred Yi Ning's vision, and everything in front of him lost its proper name, and in his world, there were only some vague tenderness on the skin, and the soft whispering voice of the person next to his ear: " Thank you for your gift."

He lost his mind and wanted to kiss back.

Yi Ning woke up suddenly.

He was lying on the sofa, maintaining a very stiff posture.

He woke up, awakened by the incomparable reality, by the incomparable absurd behavior, and by the uncontrollable heartbeat.

No fiddles, no yellow roses.

It's still snowing outside.

The TV screen was still flickering.

Villanelle is saying: "Admitit, eve. Youwish Iwashere."

Ran Yijing watched the TV without any abnormalities, as if he had been fascinated.

Is it a hallucination?

He looked at the face beside him that was exactly the same as in the dream, and an inexplicable sense of loss welled up in his heart.Yi Ning lowered his eyelashes to hide the turbulent emotions in his eyes, turned his back to Ding Wu, and closed his eyes.

The person next to him seemed to have fallen asleep again.

Ding Wu opened his eyes wide and heaved a long sigh of relief. He stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and said straight to his heart that it was dangerous.

It was snowing tonight, but he was sweating all over, and his heart was still pounding with fright.

You can't do things like stealing a kiss, or you will be scared to death, and you won't have such good luck to be reborn next time.