Chapter 135 Repeated Game
"Is the hot water ready?" "Yes."
"What temperature is the heat on?" "25℃"
The shower was turned off. Luo Qinglin dried his wet hair after a quick wash and carefully put on his headphones. "Brother, what should I do now?"
"Get in the bathtub. Don't soak for too long. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Jiang Yanyu sat in the closet on the second floor, half leaning against the wooden board. It was pitch black all around.
There was a rustling sound of fabric coming from the receiver, and then it fell to the ground with a plop, followed by the sound of splashing water and breathing.
Jiang Yanyu closed his eyes and drew lines in his imagination.
I imagine my bony feet stepping into the water, being swept over and swallowed; I imagine my plump peaches being dipped into the water, being teased by the current, and then tightening.
"elder brother?"
Jiang Yanyu didn't say anything, so Luo Qinglin called him anxiously, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly hang up the phone.
Jiang Yanyu came back to his senses, "Well, is the water temperature enough? Is it cold?"
“Not cold, very warm.”
"That's good," Jiang Yanyu said gently, "If you feel cold, put on some clothes and go back to cover yourself with a blanket to keep warm. Don't catch a cold. If you catch a cold or have a fever when you come back, I will..."
"Punish me, I know, I will be good." Luo Qinglin said quickly.
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu smiled silently, thinking that his little Que was really smart. As long as he knew how to make him happy, he would indulge him endlessly and coax him.
Even though I knew he was acting on purpose, I still acted coquettishly and cooperated with him. Even though I knew he was acting and making up stories, I still accepted it all.
"Be good, what do you want to hear me say?" Jiang Yanyu asked gently.
"You didn't go back to live broadcast in the afternoon. Are you working at home?" Luo Qinglin asked carefully.
"I'm watching a movie at home," said Jiang Yanyu.
"What movie?"
"You want to see it too?"
"I want to see it."
Your movies, what you say to others and your smile, Jiang Yanyu thought to himself.
"This 'movie' has no name. I'll send it to you tomorrow," said Jiang Yanyu.
"So, what are you doing now?" Luo Qinglin asked indirectly.
Why don’t you reply to messages? Why are you in such a hurry to hang up the phone? It made him anxious.
"I'm working,"
Jiang Yanyu took out a pair of clean white panties from the storage box and rubbed them in her palms. "I'm...looking at La Forêt's financial statements for last season."
"Really?" Luo Qinglin's voice was filled with doubt and disbelief.
Jiang Yanyu turned on his phone and sent the fresh photos he had taken during the day. "I sent the photos to BB. Check them quickly."
"I saw it!"
Sure enough, there was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone, and the anxiety in the voice was finally gone, and it was filled with joy again.
"What else do you want to say?" Jiang Yanyu grabbed the cloth in his hand, put it to his nose and sniffed it, urging him, "Go back to sleep quickly after you finish speaking."
"I have another question!"
"What's the problem?"
There was silence on the other end for a moment, then he spoke haltingly, as if he was embarrassed, "I want to ask...is the locator ready? When can our phones be linked to each other?"
Jiang Yanyu remained silent, and the other end said softly, "Can you be faster? I want to see my brother's location at all times."
He stroked his fingers back and forth on the crotch fabric, poking it from time to time, making the fabric taut, and then quickly withdrew his hand.
"Luo Qinglin, why do you like me?" Jiang Yanyu asked suddenly.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Yanyu changed the topic so quickly. Luo Qinglin was stunned for a moment. He was not used to him talking seriously.
Luo Qinglin never thought about this question, because he knew very well that he used to be obsessed with fantasy and liked the imaginary Jiang Yanyu.
But now, he is Jiang Yanyu's loyal prisoner in reality. He becomes upset and thirsty if he can't see her for a day.
"Because... there is no reason, I only dream about you," Luo Qinglin said, "except you, no one has ever come to kiss me in my dream."
"In the dream? What else did you dream about besides the kiss?" Jiang Yanyu asked in a deep voice.
"I also dreamed..." Luo Qinglin suddenly felt his throat dry and itchy, "I dreamed that you held me and jumped down from the clouds."
"What else?"
"I dreamed that you and I fell into the deep sea together, breathing with our lips touching."
"What else?"
"I dreamed that you were a fox spirit, deliberately tricking me into eating the fruit in the Garden of Eden."
When Luo Qinglin said this, the breathing sound in the receiver suddenly became heavier, and there was a strange rustling sound of fabric.
Luo Qinglin was about to ask him what he was doing, but Jiang Yanyu asked first: "Now, do you want to steal the fruit from the Garden of Eden?"
His heartbeat quickened for a moment, and an unfamiliar burning heat surged to his head. Luo Qinglin was speechless for a moment, feeling nervous yet excited.
"Luo Qinglin, do you want to? It doesn't matter if you don't want to." Jiang Yanyu said again.
"I, I want to." Luo Qinglin quickly said in a low voice.
"Then you must listen to my instructions and not move around randomly. It should be just like in your dream."
"Okay." Luo Qinglin said with a trembling voice.
Jiang Yanyu exhaled lightly, pulled down all of Luo Qinglin's coats in the closet, put them at the bottom, casually folded them into the shape of a pillow, bent down and buried his head in it, smelling the fragrance.
"Brother, can we start now?" The voice on the other end was full of impatience and urging.
"Okay."
The calm surface of the water was broken by the hand, and the sound of rippling water could be heard all the way down. The water was restless and from time to time it would overflow the edge and fall onto the ground, making a lot of noise.
The suppressed breathing sound cannot be blocked and leaks out from between the lips. Even if the lips are tightly pursed and the breath is held, it will also be revealed and transmitted thousands of miles away with the radio waves.
"I want to hear the sound." Jiang Yanyu ordered coldly.
Then, the breathing sound gradually became louder, and then turned into a hoarse low hum, like a tiny feather, very soft, floating into Jiang Yanyu's ears and tickling him, making people feel itchy.
Then, the chanting became louder and louder, and after the verse, it began to move towards the chorus. The sound of warm water is like the rhythmic beats of drums, and along with the ensemble, the beats get faster and faster.
Jiang Yanyu was mesmerized by the emotional singing. He let the tingling heat on his scalp surge up and enjoyed the song of the canary in the dark.
Before the chorus ended, Jiang Yanyu regained his sanity and, just as planned, interrupted the song in time and said mercilessly, "Stop."
The obedient canary was indeed obedient and stopped singing immediately, but its breathing could not be stopped and its voice continued to tremble.
Jiang Yanyu said nothing, turned on the timer, set the countdown to two minutes, and waited quietly.
The other party couldn't wait for his instructions and became impatient.
"Brother, brother?" Luo Qinglin's voice sounded aggrieved, as if he was afraid that the line was disconnected and the signal was bad, so he called him twice in succession to confirm.
"Be good, just wait another half minute," Jiang Yanyu said soothingly, "You were very good just now, and there will be many rewards when you come back, I promise."
Beep beep!
When the countdown ended, Jiang Yanyu turned off the timer and said again: "Okay, be good, we can start again."
"Stop." "Start."
"Stop." "Start"...
As the cycle goes on, the promise of “hang up the phone quickly and go to bed quickly” becomes a lie.
Canary, who initially pestered her brother to call and was reluctant to leave, finally began to sob quietly and tremble, begging, "I'm going to hang up now, I'm going to sleep," but she refused to hang up.
My brother kept saying he was going to hang up the phone, but he was reluctant to press the end button. He broke his promise and kept counting down the time, then stopped again.
The moon rose high, moving through the clouds, appearing and disappearing. The stars are dimmed by artificial lights and disappear in the night.
I don't know how many times it repeated itself, and my singing was interrupted countless times. Finally, with Jiang Yanyu's mercy, I finished singing the chorus, leaving only a weak and tired breath.
The breathing sound slowed down, and after a pause, Luo Qinglin heard Jiang Yanyu ask: "Baby, is the water still hot? Did you catch a cold?"
Luo Qinglin leaned dazedly on the edge of the bathtub, his head tilted to his left arm, twitching and trembling from time to time, as if he could not hear anything.
"BB, BB? Luo Qinglin!"
The shouting in the receiver became increasingly anxious, and Luo Qinglin finally came to his senses. He touched the warm water and said in a hoarse voice, "It's still hot. The bathtub seems to be at a constant temperature and will heat up automatically."
"Go back to bed quickly, it's already two o'clock." Jiang Yanyu urged.
"knew."
The bed in the hotel is very soft, and the quilt is like soft marshmallow, gentle but warm.
Luo Qinglin covered himself with the quilt, lay on the bed, and closed his eyes obediently.
There was no familiar palm in his hand, no mint scent on his nose, and no soft chest on his forehead. Luo Qinglin was very uncomfortable and couldn't sleep at all.
"Is BB asleep?"
"No."
Every five minutes of humming "Moonlight", Jiang Yanyu would stop humming and ask once to confirm whether Luo Qinglin had fallen asleep.
At half past two, Luo Qinglin was still tossing and turning. When Jiang Yanyu asked again, he said aggrievedly: "I miss you, brother. I want to hold you while sleeping."
"I want to, too," Jiang Yanyu sighed, "but we can't stick together every day."
When Luo Qinglin heard "can't be together", he felt unhappy and asked, "Why?"
"Because I'm always busy with work, and you'll have to go out on your own to shoot in the future," Jiang Yanyu said, "so we can't hold each other while sleeping every day."
"Then I can..."
"Be quiet, don't say anything!"
Luo Qinglin thought that he could stay at home. After all, taking pictures of others is photography, taking pictures of mountains, rivers, and the human world is photography, and taking pictures of Jiang Yanyu is also photography. Why can't he just follow Jiang Yanyu and take pictures of him alone?
Anyway...he wanted to be a photographer because of Jiang Yanyu in the first place.
"Don't say it," Jiang Yanyu said in a low voice, "If I'm not by your side, you have to get used to it and endure it. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Luo Qinglin answered reluctantly.
When you are in love, you are willing to say anything and just want to stick to your lover every day, and you are reluctant to be separated.
Luo Qinglin was still not happy after hearing the "rational" advice. He lay on the bed angrily, and the more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.
Tonight's "Moonlight" is not a gentle glance, but a smelly gasoline that cannot extinguish the fire of boredom, but instead makes it burn more and more vigorously.
Jiang Yanyu’s humming couldn’t quench his thirst. Luo Qinglin puffed up his cheeks and tossed and turned in inexplicable anger until late at night when he slowly fell asleep.
After hearing the steady breathing sound, Jiang Yanyu did not hang up the phone or come out of the closet. He casually pulled a few coats on, curled up and closed his eyes.
With Jiang Yanyu's deliberate adjustment, the two breathing sounds gradually overlapped, as if embedded together, and it was the breathing sound of one person.
Before falling asleep, Jiang Yanyu smelled the fragrance and thought about the words that were not said later.
——Don’t say it out loud. If it comes true, you will really be locked up and won’t be able to leave the house.
——You will appreciate delicious food only when you are hungry. You will not cherish it when you are full. You will miss it only when you can’t see it.
——You are mine and will always be mine.
The author has something to say:
Luo Qinglin: I am the one who is in love (lighting a cigarette)
Jiang Yanyu: I didn’t expect that I was the rational person (spreading hands)
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