Chapter 50
In the evening, Mrs. Fu organized a family barbecue in the courtyard.
As a non-staff member, Shen Tingzhou participated in the BBQ with Xu Xun.
Originally, Shen Tingzhou was the main griller and Xu Xun was just delivering the ingredients. However, Shen Tingzhou received a call at the last minute and Xu Xun took over the responsibility of main grilling.
Shen Tingzhou walked to a quiet place and said a few words to the person on the other end of the phone.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Tingzhou went into the living room to wash his hands, but heard Sang Qing say, "Go to the refrigerator and get some crushed ice."
Shen Tingzhou glanced around and saw that he was the only one in the living room. After making sure that Sang Qing was talking to him, Shen Tingzhou walked into the kitchen.
The Fu family's refrigerator is of the inlaid type. Shen Tingzhou studied it for a while and opened the layer where ice cubes were stored.
Sang Qing was making sashimi on the island table with his back to Shen Tingzhou.
When Shen Tingzhou brought the crushed ice over, Sang Qing was a little surprised, and then apologized: "I didn't know it was you, sorry to bother you."
"It's no trouble, it's a piece of cake." Shen Tingzhou asked, "Do you need any more help?"
After Sang Qing smiled and declined, Shen Tingzhou did not leave immediately.
Shen Tingzhou was amazed at Sang Qing's skillful knife skills. Each slice of raw fish was cut into an even thickness and then rolled into the shape of a flower. There was also a beautiful latte art made of rock sugar radish on the plate.
Such skillful hands, I feel like they are at the level of a top chef.
This time, Sang Qing was wearing transparent gloves used by chefs, and Shen Tingzhou discovered that the little finger of his right glove was empty.
As if he noticed Shen Tingzhou's gaze, Sang Qingping said calmly, "I cut it myself."
Shen Tingzhou: Ah?
Sang Qing: "According to the rules of the Qianmen sect, if you leave, you have to cut off a finger."
Shen Tingzhou: ...Is this Thousand Gates the Thousand Gates he had in mind?
The butler's voice floated over, "I didn't expect Mr. Sang to be someone from Qianmen."
The sudden appearance of the butler scared Shen Tingzhou. He looked at the butler who was holding a teacup with a mysterious smile on his face.
Shen Tingzhou: I feel like what’s coming up is going to be an incredible conversation.
Sang Qing cut the last piece of raw fish and rolled it into a beautiful bouquet, then looked up and looked at the butler, whose face was still dignified and steady.
He said calmly, "I was ignorant when I was young."
The housekeeper took a sip of tea and smiled, "That's indeed a bit ignorant."
Sang Qing was not angry. He changed a knife and carved patterns on the carrot. "I heard that the butler was the leader of the mafia?"
What? Mafia!
These words shocked Shen Tingzhou's entire family for three hundred years.
My god, do butlers nowadays have to have such a complicated and exciting background?
The butler smiled and said, "We can't compare to you Qianmen. We don't cut our fingers."
Sang Qing said calmly: "It's better to cut off your fingers than to be hit by a bullet."
Shen Tingzhou: ...They are all people with military achievements.
The housekeeper suddenly lifted up his clothes and touched his lower back. Shen Tingzhou's pupils trembled and his scalp went numb.
We are not allowed to draw guns here, it is against the law, butler!
Just as Shen Tingzhou was about to stop him, he saw the butler took out a deck of poker cards.
Some people hide bombs in their crotch, some hide poker cards in their waist...
The butler spread out all the poker cards, and after just a few seconds, he put them back into his hand neatly and began to shuffle them.
Looking at the way the butler shuffled the cards with one hand, Shen Tingzhou felt that he had also practiced it and was very fast.
The butler split the cards into two, placed the index fingers of both hands on the back of the cards, bent the cards upside down, hooked the thumb on the head of the card, hooked the back three fingers on the tail of the card, and flicked the cards downward with the thumb.
He moved quickly, and the two piles of cards quickly overlapped each other. The butler raised the cards, and when he released the last three fingers, the cards made a crisp sound and quickly merged into one.
A very standard and beautiful dove tail shuffle.
The butler shuffled the cards twice, and finally took out a card from it. He smiled and asked Sang Qing, "Mr. Sang, do you know the value of this card?"
Sang Qing didn't think too much before saying, "Black spade tip."
The butler turns over the cards.
Shen Tingzhou looked over and saw it was the King of Spades.
Sang Qing said nothing. He put the sashimi on a plate filled with crushed ice, took off his gloves, washed his hands, put on his white gloves again, then took the plate and walked out.
When Sang Qing passed by the butler, he raised his wrist, gently pulled a card from the butler's sleeve, and placed it on the table.
Shen Tingzhou didn't even see how he made the move, his movements were so smooth.
After Sang Qing left, Shen Tingzhou walked over to the table, picked up the card that Sang Qing had put down, and said to the butler in a daze, "Ace of Spades."
The butler looked towards Sang Qing.
Sang Qing carried the food plate in one hand and walked from the living room to the backyard.
When Sang Qing passed by a staircase, Shen Tingzhou noticed that the butler's eyes suddenly became sharp and focused. When the person walked down the stairs steadily and disappeared from his sight, the butler's eyes relaxed again.
Shen Tingzhou heard him mutter, "He didn't trip over the stairs. What a pity."
Shen Tingzhou: ...
So just now you were cursing Butler Sang with your mind!
It is true that men remain young until they die. No matter how old they are, they like to play such childish tricks.
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These two minutes were so exciting that Shen Tingzhou was a little dazed.
After washing his hands and walking out of the living room, the backyard was still bustling. Shen Tingzhou's feeling of "seven days in the mountains, a thousand years in the world" faded.
He glanced around the room with satisfaction, and when he saw Fu Huaifei, his eyes paused for a few seconds.
Fu Huaifei sat next to the flower bed in the corner, her long, braided black hair hanging in front of her chest, dotted with pretty little flowers.
He sat there in his azure clothes, with a beauty that was like the fragrance of spring blooming in the dead of winter.
Beautiful, but abstract.
The sense of unreality about Fu Huaifei made him feel out of tune with the whole world.
Shen Tingzhou looked for three seconds, then looked away, and the world in the backyard was filled with fireworks again.
Looking at Fu Huaifei, it felt unreal; looking at other places in the backyard, it felt warm.
Looking at Fu Huaifei, it felt unreal; looking at other places in the backyard, it felt warm.
Looking at Fu Huaifei, it doesn't seem real. Looking at other places in the backyard, eh...
Shen Tingzhou, who discovered the highlight, turned his head again. Fu Huaifei's world was no longer just one person, and Sang Yan appeared on the screen.
Sang Yan held Fu Huaifei's chin forcefully and leaned close to Fu Huaifei, as if he wanted to kiss him forcefully.
Shen Tingzhou suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, so he closed his eyes for a moment and looked over again.
Fu Huaifei was forced to tilt his head back. His neck had smooth lines, his profile was beautiful, and he looked at Sang Yan approaching with fluttering eyelashes, as if he would say Yameidee in the next second.
Fu Huaifei did not open his mouth to call out "Yameidi", but Sang Yan said three words first.
Shen Tingzhou tried hard to identify, and found that he was calling, "Doctor Shen."
What?
Sang Yan looked at Shen Tingzhou with a worried look on his face, "Doctor Shen, the gentleman's throat seems to be a little uncomfortable."
Shen Tingzhou came to his senses and walked over with a guilty conscience.
The street lights in the backyard and the flashlights from mobile phones both had an orangey light. Shen Tingzhou couldn't see clearly and didn't know if Fu Huaifei's throat was swollen.
Fu Huaifei just had his throat checked by Sang Yan and Shen Tingzhou in turn. As if he had gone through a great ordeal, he weakly lay back on the Rococo-style antique chair, with some redness in the corners of his eyes.
Sang Yan comforted Fu Huaifei for a few words, then asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Doctor Shen?"
Shen Tingzhou said subconsciously, "Don't worry, family members, it's not cancer."
Sang Yan: “Ah?”
Fu Huaifei looked at it in horror.
Shen Tingzhou's expression was subtle for a few seconds. "...I mean, he might have a sore throat from eating barbecue. Uh, how much did he eat today?"
As Shen Tingzhou asked this question, his eyes swept across the small round table covered with a lace tablecloth, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
It felt like Fu Huaifei was not eating the same kind of barbecue as them.
A complete set of gold-painted tableware was placed on the round table. Ordinary diced mutton was neatly piled together by Sang Yan. Two lines were drawn on the blank space of the plate with sauce, and the ends were decorated with mint leaves.
Even the roasted tofu skin has its own exquisite design, making it seem out of reach.
No matter how ordinary the grilled ingredients are, they all give off a sense of being unaffordable after being cooked by Sang Yan’s skillful hands.
What surprised Shen Tingzhou the most was that Sang Yan could really repeat exactly what Fu Huaifei had eaten tonight -
"Five pieces of mutton, three pieces of beef, half a bean curd, two bites of grilled fish, one scallop, half a squid, half a bell pepper, and I really liked the tofu, so I ate three pieces."
Shen Tingzhou: ...
Fu Huaifei was shocked, "I ate so much?"
"How can this be considered a lot?" Sang Yan said worriedly, "Sir, you eat too little."
This answer satisfied Fu Huaifei. He lay back down peacefully and continued to be an elegant and sickly handsome man.
Seeing him like this, Sang Yan felt distressed, "Sir, are you feeling very uncomfortable?"
Fu Huaifei seemed to have a sore throat and was unwilling to say more. He shook his head weakly at Sang Yan.
Seeing Mrs. Fu looking over here, Fu Huaifei immediately shrank behind Sang Yan. He lowered his eyelashes weakly after the other party's gaze moved away.
Shen Tingzhou pulled the corner of his mouth, "Maybe it's because I'm a little irritated. Drink more water and eat some fruit."
Sang Yan immediately said, "I stewed the pear."
Shen Tingzhou nodded, "Xue Li is good, let him drink more."
Sang Yan leaned over and whispered to Fu Huaifei, "Sir, are you cold? Can I get you some clothes?"
Fu Huaifei nodded and raised his slender hand.
Sang Yan quickly held it tightly and half-knelt in front of him, "What's the matter, sir?"
Fu Huaifei whispered, "Go quickly and come back soon."
After saying that, he turned his head and coughed softly. Who wouldn't say he was a delicate flower when seeing this look?
Sang Yan poured a cup of hot tea anxiously, "Warm your hands, I'll be back soon."
Fu Huaifei hummed, held the teacup obediently, and waited for Sang Yan to come back.
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After Shen Tingzhou returned, he shared two explosive pieces of news with Xu Xun.
"Did you know? The butler used to be the leader of the mafia. Butler Sang is from Qianmen!"
Xu Xun responded calmly, "I know, eat the meat quickly, it's just grilled."
Shen Tingzhou took the skewers of meat handed to him by Xu Xun and started to eat them.
Xu Xun asked, "How does it taste?"
Shen Tingzhou gave 100% affirmation, "Very good."
Xu Xun smiled with satisfaction and took a piece of fruit to eat.
Shen Tingzhou looked at him, "Why don't you eat?"
許殉搖搖頭，“我不能多吃，容易上火。”
沈亭州眉心動了一下，都說外甥像舅舅，許殉跟傅懷斐真的有很多相像之處。
許殉很敏銳，盯着沈亭州問，“你在想什麽？”
沈亭州慢慢拉平嘴角的弧度，“沒什麽，我在想要不要給你蒸個雞蛋羹，總不能餓肚子吧。”
許殉目光柔和，“你先吃吧，你吃飽再說。”
沈亭州點了一下頭，繼續啃手裏的肉串，許殉在一旁給沈亭州投遞生菜。
等吃得差不多了，沈亭州帶着許殉進了廚房，給他蒸了一份雞蛋羹。
沒多會兒，桑岩跟傅懷斐也進來了。
跟沈亭州一樣，桑岩也是來為傅懷斐蒸雞蛋羹的。
沈亭州的先出鍋，撒上蔥花、香油、生抽就可以開吃了。
桑岩做的是豪華版雞蛋羹，取了三顆雞蛋攪拌過後，往雞蛋液裏加牛奶，然後起鍋開火，開始炒糖色。
看着熟練又忙碌的小桑管家，沈亭州想起老桑管家的刀法，有種不愧是師承大佬的感覺。
許殉跟傅懷斐這倆舅甥，一個吃着簡單版雞蛋羹，一個吃着豪華版雞蛋羹，同樣的安靜。
沈亭州跟桑岩閑聊，“小桑管家你吃飯嗎？”
廚藝一流的小桑管家羞澀回道：“謝謝沈醫生的關心，我吃了，先生剩下很多東西，不吃會浪費。”
“嗯？”沈亭州二聲揚了上去。
桑岩嘴角挂着淺淺的笑，“先生吃東西是刀叉，不會碰到餐具，很衛生，也不會交叉感染。”
“嗯。”沈亭州四聲降了下來。
這時許殉突然說，“味道有點怪。”
沈亭州看過去，許殉對他說，“我吃着有點怪，你嘗嘗。”
他挖了一勺雞蛋羹送到沈亭州嘴邊，沈亭州沒多想嘗了一口，“味道好像有點淡，再放一點鹽吧。”
許殉點頭，“好。”
沈亭州拿過鹽巴灑了一點上去，許殉繼續吃。
見許殉用沈亭州用過的勺子，傅懷斐跟桑岩對視了一眼，彼此都從對方眼裏看到了震驚。
傅懷斐：他們用一個勺子。
桑岩：雖然不衛生，但……沈醫生應該有自己的想法。
傅老太太走進來，“不是給你倆準備其他吃的，怎麽還在這裏聚衆偷吃？”
見許殉也被怼了，心裏有點平衡的傅懷斐，倒是沒使小性子離開。
桑岩幫傅懷斐說了一句，“先生不舒服。”
傅老太太憐愛地看向傅懷斐，“一年365天，730天都不舒服，也難為你把一天作成兩天了。”
傅懷斐默默放下餐具，起身就要“仙男飄走”。
“要走啦？”傅老太太扭頭對桑岩說，“快扶着他回房去哭吧，別在這裏水漫金山，把人家沈醫生給淹了。”
沈亭州：……
嘴皮子不如老太太厲害的桑岩，扶着傅懷斐走了。
他倆一走，傅老太太的目光放到了沈亭州跟許殉身上。
沈亭州有種課堂被老師臨時抽讀的感覺，神經不由繃起來。
老太太和藹一笑，“沈醫生今晚麻煩你了，快坐下來，陪着小歹一塊吃點，讓他多吃點，到時候變成小瓦了，人也能順眼點。”
沒讀完小學，還真不能理解她這個梗。
讀完小學的沈亭州反應了好一會兒，才明白小歹變小瓦的含義。
老太太走後，沈亭州坐到許殉旁邊，“你還好吧？”
許殉吃下最後一口雞蛋羹，“我現在還有什麽是咽不下去的？”
沈亭州猶豫再三，拿過一旁的生姜推到他面前。
許殉眉頭皺起，片刻後拿起生姜就往嘴裏放。
見他來真的，沈亭州吓一跳，趕緊攔住他，“不至于不至于，我開玩笑呢。”
許殉擡手扣住了沈亭州兩頰的臉，傾低身體，他的唇險些碰到沈亭州的，鼻尖抵在一起。
沈亭州瞳孔受驚般緊縮，眼前全是錯亂的影子。
實際那是許殉的眼睫毛，只是因為離得太近了，在沈亭州瞳孔無限放大後，變得模糊不清。
許殉又靠過來一點，吓得沈亭州把眼睛閉上。
下一秒，沈亭州的額頭被不輕不重地磕了一下，那種暧昧的壓迫感消失，沈亭州緩慢睜開眼。
許殉眼裏閃爍着細碎的笑意，“這就是你騙我的懲罰。”
沈亭州仍舊呆滞，心髒在胸口失控地擂動。
他思考不了許殉說的懲罰，是這個根本不疼的頭槌，還是其他什麽。
吃飽喝足的人陸陸續續回來，沈亭州這才飛快跟許殉拉開距離。
看着面頰發燙，神色慌亂的沈亭州，許殉彎了彎唇。
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晚上回去後，躺在床上的沈亭州只要一閉眼，就會冒出客廳那幕——
許殉放大的臉、炙熱的呼吸，以及唇瓣若有若無的觸感。
沈亭州翻來覆去，這幕總是揮散不去，他拽過被子蒙住頭，沒一會兒又猛地坐起來，仿佛更限制級的畫面闖入了腦子。
沈亭州錘了一下腦袋，然後拿過手機，準備看點其他東西分散注意力。
沈亭州刷了刷朋友圈，又在短視頻平臺逗留了一會兒，最後打開了花區論壇。
排在最面前的是一條熟悉的帖子。
【呵呵，我對我的臉盲症已經絕望了，第三次認錯人了。】
還有前幾天吐槽自己伴侶，最後被虞居容封貼那位。
【感謝大家關心，放心，我沒出事，給他十個膽子他也不敢對我怎麽樣。】
帖子被一句話刷屏了：【希望你的屁股跟你的嘴一樣硬。】
前三十條都是這句話，樓主大概是不服氣，回複道：【你們別不信，我已經把他的輪椅給砸了。】
不少人開始逗樓主——
【信信信，怎麽能不信呢？】
【如果樓主的話都不能相信，那這世上還有什麽是真的，還有什麽！】
【就是，老虎還有打盹的時候，就不興人家趁着虞二叔睡覺的時候，偷偷去砸輪椅？】
樓主年齡小，不禁一點激：【我才不是趁他睡覺的時候砸，我當着他的面砸的。】
【那你有沒有穿衣服，他有沒有穿衣服？】
樓主：【……這你別管，反正我是砸了他的輪椅，我明天就要跟他扯離婚證。】
【祝你單身快樂。】
【祝你單身快樂。】
【祝你單身快樂】
看着這六個字，沈亭州心道，單身确實挺快樂的。
沈亭州列舉單身好處時，腦子莫名冒出一張臉，他立刻化身尖叫雞，捂住自己的臉。
不會吧，不會吧！
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沈亭州在床上扭了半宿，隔天一早醒來人都是無精打采的。
下午周子探帶着賀延庭過來，盯着沈亭州面色古怪，“怎麽這麽不對勁？”
沈亭州心尖一顫。
他的不正常這麽明顯嗎，周子探這樣神經大條的人都感覺出來了！
周子探腦袋朝廚房的方向探了探，嗅了兩下，問沈亭州，“沈醫生，你是不是煮東西了，一股子糊味。”
我的芝麻糊！
沈亭州以殘影之姿，快速消失在周子探和賀延庭面前。
芝麻糊果然糊了，不過只是有一點點糊，主要是周子探長着狗鼻子，一點味道他都能聞到。
沈亭州把芝麻糊盛出來，問他倆，“你們吃嗎？很正宗的芝麻糊。”
他的芝麻糊不是買的，是管家給的，口感很細膩，香味醇厚濃郁。
賀延庭探頭進來，“要喝。”
周子探也說，“要喝。”
沈亭州只煮了一份，他把這份稍糊的芝麻糊自己喝了，重新給他倆煮了兩份。
賀延庭現在是小孩子的口味，沈亭州給他加了一點糖。
看着兩顆專注喝芝麻糊的腦袋，已經淡定下來的沈醫生，抱着一杯茶問，“你們怎麽來了？”
周子探擡頭，“沈醫生，晚上我們去酒吧蹦迪吧。”
“我們？”沈亭州指指自己，又指指賀延庭跟周子探确定，“是我們仨嗎？”
他們這個組合是不是有點太狂野了？人家小賀還是孩子呢。
周子探有一套自己的行為邏輯，“我姐說，想我哥喜歡我，那就要多展現自己的魅力，我想來想去，我最大的魅力好像就是打碟了。”
沈亭州表情有幾秒的空白，“呃，你是不是又給你姐介紹對象了？”
周子探驚訝，“你怎麽知道？”
沈亭州扶了一下額，“這個不重要，重要的是你以後別給她介紹對象了，她不喜歡。”
周子探有些難過，“啊，不喜歡嗎？”
沈亭州鄭重點頭，“對，不喜歡！”
周子探失落道：“好吧。晚上一塊去看我打碟吧沈醫生，你也放松放松，整天悶在家裏多沒意思。”
如果是一天前，沈亭州肯定是不會去的，但現在确實需要發洩一下。
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每個人都有自己的絕對場域，周子探的場域就是酒吧。
來到這裏，周子探的氣場都變了，沈亭州拉着賀延庭跟在他身後。
鐳射燈掃在周子探臉上，讓他有種平時沒有的沉穩與魄力。
“沈醫生。”周子探側頭在沈亭州耳旁說，“你跟我哥在這裏等一下，我去二樓見見他們的老板。”
沈亭州點頭。
周子探走後，賀延庭不滿地拉了拉沈亭州。
沈亭州帶他去了前面的吧臺，找了一個顯眼，周子探能看見的地方，打開了手裏的蛋糕，推給賀延庭，“吃吧。”
賀延庭拿着叉子吃了起來。
吧臺內調酒的小哥看到後笑了一下，走過來問沈亭州要不要來一杯酒。
沈亭州婉拒了，上次在這裏喝酒的陰影還在。
小哥也沒多問，擦着酒杯又離開了。
音樂突然靜下來，舞池裏熱舞的人看向DJ臺。
臺上的人敲下幾個激昂的音符，用故意壓低的聲音對着麥說，“接下來歡迎我們的DJ，doctor粉，粉爺！”
酒吧熟客們吹口哨致意，不明所以的新客人也跟着揮動手臂。
沈亭州跟着朝DJ臺上看去，還拍了拍賀延庭的肩，畢竟小周是要把魅力展現給他哥看。
周子探脫了外套和衛衣，裏面只穿着一件無袖背心，脖子上挂着黑色耳機，從二樓的樓梯翻身跳到DJ臺。
看到他一頭黑發，認頭發不認人的熟客以為是盜版，唱衰讓他滾下去。
周子探走到打碟機前，沖人群比了一個中指。
沈亭州下意識捂住賀延庭的眼睛，等周子探不再比劃了，沈亭州放開賀延庭。
周子探戴上黑色耳機，簡單調了幾個開場音，對燈光師比了一個常用的手勢。
舞臺上的燈光一下子絢爛起來，大燈旋轉着掃過舞池。
周子探熟練操作着打碟機，冷色調的霓虹燈光打到他身上，沈亭州在他胳膊上看到緊實又漂亮的線條。
小周竟然有肌肉！
沈亭州不懂打碟，但明顯感覺音樂的節奏強了，既躁動又抓耳，他也跟着旋律動了幾下肩。
舞池裏的人根據曲風認出了周子探，有人尖叫喊他的名字。
周子探再次比了一個中指過去，眉眼有種難馴的桀骜與野性，引得大家紛紛叫他的名字，但周子探沒再搭理他們，專注于自己的節奏，偶爾朝沈亭州他們瞟去一眼。
不得不說，舞臺上的周子探确實是很有魅力。
沈亭州指了指耳朵，表示自己在認真聽。
周子探笑了一下，竟然切換了一首兒歌給沈亭州。
強節奏的音律跟兒歌來回切換，再加上一些奇特的采樣，混合在一起古怪，但又動感十足。
二樓一個留着半長頭發的人說，“這個DJ很有靈氣。”
身旁的虞居容看着張揚恣意的周子探，嘴角翹了一下，沒說話。
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在臺上玩了半個多小時，周子探摘了耳機下來了。
沈亭州耳膜都要被轟炸破了，周子探帶着他們進了一間包廂。
周子探期待地望過來，沒了舞臺上的桀骜，“我今晚表現怎麽樣？”
雖然沈亭州不是很懂，但感覺很厲害，“很好聽，我看好多人給你歡呼。”
得到沈亭州誇獎，周子探的虛榮心得到了大大的滿足，笑着望向賀延庭。
賀延庭仍舊看他不順眼，把頭偏了過去。
周子探像個戳破的氣球，“那個姓江的做什麽你都喜歡，我做什麽你都不喜歡。”
賀延庭沒失憶前就看不起他打碟，覺得他不務正業，沒想到失憶了還是看不起。
聽到他說江寄，賀延庭扭過頭，直白道：“他好，你不好！”
周子探氣不過，“我不好我帶你出來玩，給你買好吃的，他給你做什麽了？”
賀延庭高貴冷豔道：“不用你買。”
想了一下，他補了一句，“要沈醫生買。”
見他們又要吵起來，沈亭州趕緊出面阻止，正巧酒吧老板過來找周子探。
周子探狠狠看了一眼賀延庭，怒而離開了。
人走後，沈亭州教育賀延庭，“他是弟弟，你不能總欺負他。”
賀延庭堅持，“他不好。”
沈亭州剝了一個砂糖橘給他，“但他對你很好。”
賀延庭吃着橘子不再反駁沈亭州。
沈亭州跟賀延庭坐在偌大的包廂裏，一塊看貓和老鼠，一個多小時過去了，周子探都沒回來。
沈亭州正想給他打電話，許殉的電話來了。
看到這個名字，沈亭州心率又開始不正常了，猶豫着要不要接，看不了動畫片的賀延庭摸了一下手機，幫沈亭州接通了。
沈亭州：！！！
包廂的隔音雖然好，但許殉還是聽到了嘈雜的音樂聲，問沈亭州，“你在哪兒？”
沈亭州支吾了一下，“我在外面。”
許殉皺眉，“酒吧？”
沈亭州沒否認，“這次我沒喝酒。”
“還是上次那個？”
“嗯。”
許殉沒有說多什麽，聊了幾句，沈亭州把電話挂了。
賀延庭一直盯着沈亭州，見他發呆忍不住提醒，“貓和老鼠。”
沈亭州回神，重新打開貓和老鼠的視頻。
賀延庭突然說，“你臉好紅。”
沈亭州摸了一下發燙的臉，“沒有吧……”
他剛想解釋是這裏太熱，賀延庭已經轉頭認真在看湯姆貓了，沈亭州只好把話咽回去。
沈亭州問，“還吃水果嗎？”
賀延庭望過來，眼巴巴說，“要吃糖。”
沈亭州：“糖吃多了壞牙。”
賀延庭：“讓它壞吧，沒事。”
沈亭州笑了，給賀延庭剝了一塊糖。
又等了半個多小時，周子探才臭着一張臉回來。
看着周子探破了一個小口的嘴角，沈亭州問，“你嘴怎麽了？”
周子探表情有一瞬的嫌惡，抽出面巾紙擦了一下，避開沈亭州的視線，“沒什麽。”
沈亭州起身，“我們回去吧，你哥也困了。”
看了一眼盯着手機不停揉眼的賀延庭，周子探目光恍惚，“沈醫生，性是不是通向愛的渠道？他是因為跟江寄做了，才這麽喜歡江寄的？”
沈亭州差點被自己的口水嗆到，“誰跟你說的這些話？”
周子探表情有些不自在，“誰說的不重要，重要的是，如果我哥跟其他人做了，他是不是就能忘記江寄？”
沈亭州聞言，整個後脊背都發麻，立刻說，“你別胡來！”
就周子探那個腦回路，他能幹出什麽事，沈亭州都不足為奇。
周子探眼睛閃爍，“……我沒有。”
“不管誰給你出的主意，誰跟你說了什麽！”沈亭州再次強調了一遍，“你！別！胡！來！”
周子探糾結良久，最後悶悶地說，“好吧。”
看周子探一臉失落，沈亭州大驚。
原來小周真的往這方面動過腦筋，誰，到底是誰，給他出了這麽馊的主意！
如果有一天賀延庭清醒了，知道周子探幹的事，他能有什麽好果子吃？
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沈亭州帶着變單純的小賀走在前面，周子探跟在後面。
剛走出酒吧，許殉的電話又打了過來，“我快要到了你現在的酒吧”
沈亭州心裏一慌，四下看去，尋找許殉的身影。
那邊許殉的繼續說，“你收拾一下就出來吧。”
沈亭州：“我……”
許殉：“如果現在不方便，那我在外面等你。”
聽着這番體貼的話，沈亭州說不出一個“不”字。
沈亭州挂了電話，對周子探說，“你帶你哥先回去吧，我有朋友一會兒過來。”
周子探沒有多問，“那我們走了。”
沈亭州囑咐，“到家後給我打個電話。”
周子探應了一聲，領着賀延庭離開了。
沈亭州第一次因為要見許殉這麽忐忑，心裏七上八下地跳着。
他摁了好幾次胸口，都不能阻止這種慌亂不安的感覺。
沈亭州正做深呼吸時，一條胳膊從身後搭了過來，還伴着酒氣跟煙味。
這絕對不可能是許殉，沈亭州下意識避開，扭頭就看到一個醉醺醺的男人，身後還跟着兩個同伴。
男人伸手摸沈亭州的臉，嘴上調笑，“男的，還是女的，長這麽漂亮？”
兩個同伴笑了起來。
傅懷斐還有可能被認成女孩，沈亭州從長相到氣質，再到穿着，沒有散發一點女性的特質。
他皺眉躲開，開口剛要說什麽，前面走過來的人讓他微微一愣。
醉酒的男人興致更高了，“還挺辣，你……”
他話還沒說完，就見沈亭州眼睛睜大了一些，緊接着頭皮一緊，男人還沒反應過來怎麽回事，腦袋就被摁到了牆上，頓時頭暈目眩，耳朵嗡鳴不止。
許殉松開癱軟的男人，一拳撂倒男人的其中一個同伴，另一個吓得跑進酒吧叫人。
怕事情鬧大，沈亭州拽上許殉就跑。
一路跑進對面的巷子，拐進另一條街，寒風從口鼻灌進胸腔，沈亭州喘息個不停，腳步慢了下來。
許殉反手攥住他，将他拉進一個黑暗的小巷。
沈亭州靠着牆喘息，等緩過這口氣才發現許殉離他很近。
對方氣息倒是平穩，只是噴灑出來的呼吸很熱，眼裏的陰影也深重，莫名讓沈亭州感到危險。
他忍不住推了一下許殉，手卻被對方捉住。
許殉靠近沈亭州，垂下的眼睛專注地落在沈亭州身上，鼻尖挨着沈亭州的鼻尖，似蹭非蹭。
“你把眼睛閉上。”許殉輕輕蹭了一下沈亭州，低聲說，“我想吻你。”
沈亭州呼吸停滞。