The club is located next to a high-end residential complex, with lawns, lakes and Gaolin Gardens. It is a rare quiet, elegant and well-equipped residential area in the center of Yanzhou City.
Since it is fully equipped, there must be a supermarket. The supermarket here is only open to owners of the residential area and members of the club. It is noon now, which is a time when supermarkets have less traffic. When Jiang Chen and Shi Fengyue pushed the cart in, they almost suspected that they were the only two customers in the entire supermarket.
"That was your residence card, right?" Jiang Chen took a box of potatoes, put it in the shopping cart, and said casually as he stood up.
Shi Fengyue was holding a box of strawberries and looking at it. He hummed nonchalantly as a reply. Jiang Chen turned to look at him. Even though he had been beside him since he left the house, he still couldn't help but turn his head away and chuckle.
Shi Fengyue was wearing a large, heavy black down jacket that reached down to his calves. However, he had a long neck, a small face, broad shoulders and long legs. Even with such heavy clothes on him, he did not look bloated. Even when the zipper of the down jacket was pulled to the top, the soft collar of the white turtleneck sweater inside and a section of his fair neck were still exposed. Further up were his sharp jawline and profile. The owner of this face was staring at the strawberry expressionlessly. The hand that was not holding the strawberry would occasionally lift the turtleneck of the sweater, trying to cover his neck exposed to the air.
"Is it really that cold?" Jiang Chen had long discovered that Shi Fengyue was particularly afraid of the cold, but he had seen many people who were afraid of the cold, but this was the first time he had seen someone as afraid of the cold as Shi Fengyue. "Aren't you wearing three sweaters?"
Yes, Jiang Chen saw with his own eyes Shi Fengyue putting on three sweaters inside the down jacket which looked like it could withstand the cold wind of more than ten degrees below zero with an expressionless face. But even so, even though it was only a kilometer from the door to the supermarket, Shi Fengyue kept holding on to his collar and did not let go, strictly preventing any cold wind from penetrating into his neck.
Shi Fengyue glanced at him sideways and put the strawberries into the shopping cart. As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, he shrank his neck and shuddered.
"Is it so cold?" Shi Fengyue repeated what Jiang Chen had just said. He tightened his grip on the back of his neck a little, getting closer to his skin. His distinct wrist bones and slender fingers were as white as ice jade.
Jiang Chen was caught off guard by the cold. He was surprised and a little confused. He leaned forward and tried to avoid his hand: "Why are your hands so cold?"
Shi Fengyue's hand followed him like a shadow, always pressed against his neck, and he said lazily, "It's much warmer now."
"Take it away." Jiang Chen held the handle of the cart with one hand and leaned forward. Shi Fengyue's hands were really cold, not just the skin, but from the inside out, it seemed that even the finger bones were piled with ice jade, like cold jade that exuded coolness, chilling to the bone.
The two were pushing a shopping cart together and were facing each other when they were talking. At this time, Jiang Chen leaned sideways to avoid Shi Fengyue's hand. The loose collar of his down jacket slid to one side, revealing his thin collarbone, which was white and bright.
"You're not wearing any clothes inside?" Shi Fengyue lowered his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone seemed surprised.
Jiang Chen dodged, scolded him and told him to take his hand away, and replied: "How is that possible."
The touch of his palm was smooth and tender, and warmth flowed out from it continuously, from the palm to the fingertips and then to the limbs and bones. Shi Fengyue felt that he had teased Jiang Chen for a while, but he could not withdraw his hand from the warmth. When Jiang Chen hid again, he subconsciously chased him, but he could not control his strength, and both of them were stunned.
Shi Fengyue's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the fingers pressed against Jiang Chen's back curled up unconsciously with his breathing. The cold fingertips stroked across the protruding spine, and a shudder went straight up the spine. Jiang Chen couldn't help but hum softly, rubbing his soft down jacket and raised his head, with astonishment in his eyes.
The two of them looked at each other blankly for a few seconds before suddenly separating.
The movement was too big and the shopping cart was pushed aside, slamming into the supermarket shelf. Several packages of puffed food fell to the ground, and it rebounded and slid out of the distance between Jiang Chen and Shi Fengyue.
One was stroking his fingertips calmly, and the other was covering his neck with a dazed look. No one cared about the shopping cart that was sliding away.
Shi Fengyue suppressed the dark color in his eyes, put his hands in the pockets of his down jacket, turned his head, and his Adam's apple rolled again. He said in a slightly hoarse voice: "So you are wearing two pieces."
He knew it was just an accident, but when he heard Shi Fengyue's nonchalant and nonchalant tone of joking, he somehow felt a surge of anger. He turned his head suddenly and opened his mouth to reprimand and blame Shi Fengyue for his behavior just now, but the words on his lips were swallowed back when his eyes met Shi Fengyue's ears, which were red and bleeding.
Shi Fengyue put one hand in his pocket, looking at the distance casually. If you ignore his ears and only look at his profile, he is indeed calm and indifferent. Jiang Chen's eyes moved slightly, and his frowning eyebrows relaxed a little bit. The light in his eyes flickered for a few times, and finally he lowered his eyes, and his tone was a little careless and ethereal: "Not everyone is as afraid of the cold as you."
"Oh?" Shi Fengyue looked back, but only saw Jiang Chen walking past him, "Buying groceries."
After walking a few steps, Jiang Chen paused and saw a young man walking out from the corner. He was pushing a shopping cart and looking around as if he was looking for something.
When the boy's eyes passed this point, he paused, his pupils slightly widened, as if hesitating and unbelieving, but his tone was pure surprise: "Jiang Chen?"
Jiang Chen nodded slightly, took a few steps forward, and stopped a meter away from the young man: "You Jiuyu, why are you here?"
You Jiuyu didn't expect to meet Jiang Chen in his own neighborhood after such a long time. He seemed to be taller than the last time he saw him, but his voice was as clear and gentle as always. He suppressed his accelerated heartbeat, pursed his lips and smiled: "I live here, how about you?"
Jiang Chen didn't notice the light in his eyes. His gaze fell on the shopping cart he was pushing. He said casually, "I was accompanying someone to buy groceries. The shopping cart you pushed was the one we accidentally pushed to the front just now."
"I just saw it slide out and was looking for its owner." You Jiuyu quickly returned the shopping cart to Jiang Chen, and the two of them got closer. He quietly moved his hand back a little and whispered, "I recently wrote a song myself..."
"Who is this?"
Shi Fengyue walked closer, placed one hand casually on the push handle of the shopping cart, glanced lightly at You Jiuyu, lowered his eyes and asked Jiang Chen.
"You Jiuyu." Jiang Chen thought for a moment and said, "You should have seen him at He Qianyang's birthday party last time. He played a violin piece."
"Really?" Shi Fengyue raised his eyelids nonchalantly, glanced at You Jiuyu, and then lowered his eyelids again, saying lazily, "I don't have any impression."
Jiang Chen was pushing a shopping cart, and when Shi Fengyue came over, he also put one hand on the shopping cart and stood behind him, with his arm almost touching Shi Fengyue's chest, not even two centimeters away. When he spoke just now, Shi Fengyue changed his standing posture, with his body's center of gravity leaning forward, seemingly farther away from Jiang Chen, but in fact, his breath seemed to be right next to his ear when he spoke.
And in You Jiuyu's view, this standing posture was as if Shi Fengyue was holding Jiang Chen in his arms.
"Mr. Shi." You Jiuyu greeted him shyly, and looked at Jiang Chen again. His voice was still soft, but with a little more hope: "Jiang Chen, if you have time, can you help me listen to the song I wrote?"
Jiang Chen was a little surprised: "You wrote the song yourself?"
You Jiuyu nodded slightly, smiling shyly, but couldn't help but look at Jiang Chen with expectation.
"I..." Jiang Chen couldn't bear to refuse.
"If you have time, please make up for the meals you owe me." Shi Fengyue took a bag of cereal from the shelf next to Jiang Chen and threw it into the shopping cart without even looking at it, his tone indifferent.
Jiang Chen swallowed the promise that was about to come out of his mouth, and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I have a lot of things to do recently and don't have much time."
"It's okay." You Jiuyu immediately expressed his understanding. Not only was he not unhappy at all, but he seemed to feel a little ashamed for bothering others. His cheeks turned red and beads of sweat appeared on the tip of his nose. "You are already a senior in high school, you must be very busy. I shouldn't have brought up this matter at any time."
"Although I will be quite busy during this period, I should have more free time after a while." Jiang Chen had a good impression of You Jiuyu. Thinking of his experience, he felt a little pity for his cautiousness. "Leave me your contact information. When I am free, we can make an appointment."
You Jiuyu's eyes lit up instantly, "Really?"
Jiang Chen smiled: "Of course."
You Jiuyu repeated the phone number. Jiang Chen took out his cell phone and felt his empty trouser pocket. He paused and remembered that just now in the club suite, he answered a call from the research institute and then casually placed his cell phone on the table.
"Sorry, I forgot to bring my phone." Jiang Chen took his hand back and swiftly repeated the phone number You Jiuyu had just reported, saying, "But I've memorized your number. I'll save it in my phone when I get back."
You Jiuyu nodded, took out his cell phone, hesitated for a while, and whispered: "Can I remember your number?"
Jiang Chen reported his number, then smiled and said, "You have something else to do, so we'll leave first."
"Okay." You Jiuyu turned sideways, making way for him, squinting his eyes, and said in a relaxed and joyful tone, "Goodbye."
Jiang Chen nodded and smiled, "Goodbye."
When they were out of You Jiuyu's sight, it seemed as if they were the only two people left in the supermarket. Jiang Chen pushed the shopping cart, but for some reason his attention was focused on the footsteps of the two people. He lowered his eyes and found that not only were his and Shi Fengyue's footsteps very consistent, but even the distance of their steps and the way they lifted their legs were exactly the same.
"139678XXXXX, 267XXXX..." Shi Fengyue suddenly spoke up and reported a string of eleven-digit and seven-digit numbers. He paused after reporting, lowered his eyes and glanced at Jiang Chen, and said, "Can you recite it?"
Jiang Chen was once able to memorize thousands of irregular combinations of numbers and letters at once. Shi Fengyue's string of numbers that consisted of less than a hundred digits was no problem for him at all. He repeated the numbers Shi Fengyue reported without any error, without even thinking.
"Okay." Shi Fengyue raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pushed the shopping cart forward, and said leisurely: "These are the landline numbers of my personal mobile phone, work mobile phone, backup mobile phone, and several houses where I live. Remember to save them in your mobile phone when you go back."
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