Perhaps because the new phone had very good performance, Wen Qing could almost hear the slight colliding sound of Yio's lips and teeth when he spoke, and hear his breathing.
Io's voice took him away from the silent living room and pulled him into another world.
Wen Qing suddenly felt a sense of security. Yiou's steady breathing seemed to turn into a tangible object, filling his empty heart.
Yiou spoke again: "Do you want me to come up and pick you up?"
Wen Qing pursed his lips and asked in a low voice: "Why did you come to pick me up?"
Yiou said lazily: "Because Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng were clamoring to eat barbecue."
"You don't have anything to do tonight."
Wen Qing captured the key information.
Nothing to do at night.
That means Sikong, Ji Yu and Yu Xing will not appear tonight.
"The most important thing is," Io paused, his tone slightly raised, still a little nonchalant, "I want to see you."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly. He actually wanted to see Yio very much.
He opened his mouth, and suddenly, his phone vibrated again.
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and took a look. It was WeChat messages that kept popping up.
He clicked on it and saw that Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng had tagged him in the dormitory group.
Song Qiang: [@Wen Qing, it’s already past eight o’clock, has the kid’s tutoring ended? ]
Song Qiang: [I finished a whole bag of chicken legs. Snacks can no longer satisfy me. I need to eat meat today.]
Song Qiang: [@Wen Qing, will you be back tonight? If you are, let's go eat barbecue. If not, we'll just go eat barbecue. ]
Xu Fengfeng: [@Wen Qing, are you coming back tonight? You have an early class tomorrow, right?]
Song Qiang: [It’s over, why haven’t you replied yet, is there anything wrong? ]
Xu Fengfeng: [What happened? ]
Song Qiang: [Just, just what? ]
Xu Fengfeng: [Fuck, then shall we go to the South City neighborhood first? ]
Seeing that they were starting to have wild thoughts, Wen Qing had no choice but to reply to the message first.
Wen Qing: [I'm fine.]
Wen Qing: [The tutoring session is over.]
Wen Qing: [I’m back. I’ll be back soon.]
Song Qiang: [Okay! Xff and I will go to the barbecue restaurant to grab a seat first! ]
Xu Fengfeng: [Just come to the barbecue restaurant later.]
Song Qiang: [Oh, no, there is one person missing.]
Song Qiang: [@伊欧, brother, where are you? ]
Wen Qing was stunned. He didn't expect that Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng didn't know that Yiou was coming.
He was just thinking about what to say when he saw Io reply to the message.
Yiou: [We'll be there in a bit. You go first.]
Song Qiang: [OK.]
Yio did not explain what he was doing, and Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng did not ask any further questions.
Wen Qing pursed her lips, closed WeChat, and noticed the red microphone logo in the upper left corner of the phone.
He hasn't hung up the phone with Yiou yet.
There was a voice coming from the other end of the phone. The sound of the wind and the conversations of passers-by were a bit noisy, but Io's shallow breathing was particularly clear.
He paused with his fingertips and said to Io, "I'm coming down."
After saying that, Wen Qing hung up the phone, got up and hurried out.
While in the elevator, Wen Qing thought about where Yiou would be waiting for him, at the entrance of the residential complex, on the side of the road...
But he never thought that Io would be waiting for him on the bench by the flower bed downstairs.
It's located right next to the elevator.
Io sat on the bench, leaning against the backrest leisurely, his long legs casually crossed, his toes swaying from time to time, and he looked in a good mood.
Wen Qing paused slightly, and his heartbeat quickened involuntarily.
He took two steps forward and was about to call for someone, but before he could utter the first word, a girl in a floral dress and with delicate and bright makeup walked up to Yiou.
She looked at Yiou with a smile: "Handsome guy, can you add me on WeChat?"
Yiou didn't even raise his eyelids and said coldly, "No WeChat."
The girl giggled: "What do you use? QQ? Or should we exchange phone numbers?"
"Are you going clubbing tonight?"
As she spoke, she sat down at the end of the bench and leaned towards Io.
The idle look on Yiou's face suddenly disappeared. He stood up, distanced the two of them, and said impatiently: "Can't you see that I don't want to pay attention to you?"
“A man should know himself.”
The girl was stunned for two seconds and her face turned red.
She stood up suddenly, turned around and walked away in her high heels.
Wen Qing looked at the girl's back, then looked at Yiou.
Io had his eyes half closed, his expression indifferent, without any emotion.
The next second, he suddenly tilted his head and looked towards me.
The cold brows gradually relaxed, and Io returned to his familiar appearance, with warmth.
Yiou strode up to Wen Qing and hugged him.
Wen Qing's face was pressed against Yio's chest, and his breath was filled with Yio's scent.
It's like being wrapped up and isolated from the world around me.
Hugs and voices are two completely different feelings.
Wen Qing's cheeks gradually became hot. At this moment, he was very glad that he was being held and Yio couldn't see his blushing face.
Little did he know that Io lowered his eyelashes and looked at his red ears.
Yiou slowly lowered his head, rubbed his nose against the soft black hair, and said slowly: "The perfume of that person just now smelled so bad."
"Let me smell it."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled constantly. He could clearly feel Yio's breath brushing through his hair and falling on his earlobes, which felt itchy and hot.
Io continued: "She also hit on me."
"She covets my beauty."
"You have to protect me."
Wen Qing: “…”
His pounding heart gradually calmed down and he could vaguely hear laughter around him.
Wen Qing tilted his head with difficulty, and looked up to see the elderly men and women passing by looking at him and Yiou happily.
It seemed like they were admiring a bunch of loving young couples, and the old men and women were still muttering, "It's great to be young."
Wen Qing's cheeks turned even redder. He quickly tugged at Yiou's sleeve and whispered, "Let go."
“Everyone is watching!”
Yio slowly let go of Wen Qing and did not force him.
He lowered his head, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked very clearly, "So...when no one can see, you can hug me casually?"
Wen Qing pursed her lips, did not answer the question, and strode towards the entrance of the community with a red face.
Io followed him quietly, looking at his red earlobes with a hint of smile in his eyes.
Eight o'clock is the time for a walk after dinner. People taking a walk can be seen everywhere in the community. There are also many people around the security booth at the door, discussing enthusiastically what happened during the day.
"Xiao Zhang, you said a mad dog came in this morning?"
"Yeah, and he even ran into Building A."
"I thought I heard a dog barking this morning."
"How did the dog get in here?"
…………
Morning, Mad Dog...
Wen Qing paused, turned his head to look towards the security booth, and happened to meet the gaze of the young security guard.
After seeing him, the young security guard's eyes lit up. He walked out of the security booth, walked up to Wen Qing, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Wen, are you going out?"
Wen nodded gently.
The young security guard smiled even more and continued, "This afternoon and evening, our security team reinforced the fence of the community."
"Don't worry, no mad dogs will come in again."
Wen Qing blinked and realized that the mad dog should be Zhou Zhou.
He nodded and smiled at the security guard: "Thank you for your hard work."
The young security guard stared at his smile in amazement and said, "Oh, and there's also the matter of surveillance."
"Someone will come to Building A to install surveillance cameras soon. It's too easy for something to go wrong with only one surveillance camera. I don't know what's going on with the snakes and mad dogs these days, but they all run to Building A."
"We will keep you safe!"
Wen Qing nodded again.
The young security guard looked at him, his cheeks slightly red, and hesitantly said: "Well, Mr. Wen, my name is Zhang Tu, you can call me Xiao Zhang from now on."
Wen Qing: "Okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hand suddenly hugged his shoulders.
"Xiao Zhang." Io's voice sounded above his head.
"Thank you for your hard work," Yiou looked at the young security guard and casually brushed the hair by Wen Qing's ear with his fingers, "I will give you a banner someday."
After saying that, he hugged Wen Qing and walked forward.
The young security guard stood there, staring blankly at the intimate figures of the two people from behind. For some reason, he felt a little uncomfortable.
What Mr. Wen said about hard work is very different from what Mr. Wen’s friend said about hard work.
The young security guard scratched his head and turned back to the security booth.
After walking out of the community, Wen Qing paused, raised his hand to comb his hair, and asked Yiou in confusion: "Is there something on my hair?"
Yiou shook his head and said frankly, "No."
Wen Qing: "Then you..."
Before he could finish, Io spoke again: "I want to touch you."
Wen Qing: “…”
Io chuckled and said casually: "And by the way, we can kill some ideas in the bud."
Wen Qing didn't understand and looked at him blankly: "What's the idea?"
Yiou raised an eyebrow and said without explanation: "Nothing."
"Xiao Wen?"
A familiar middle-aged woman's voice sounded behind Wen Qing.
He turned around and saw a middle-aged woman with burgundy hair.
It’s Xuanxuan’s mother.
Wen Qing: "Hello, Auntie."
Xuanxuan's mother looked at him with a smile and asked with concern: "Are you going back to school at this time?"
Wen Qing nodded and explained, "I have an early class tomorrow, so I have to go back to school to stay."
Xuanxuan's mother smiled and said to him, "Thank you for taking care of our Xuanxuan all day."
"The boy just told me that he has almost finished his homework and is feeling much better."
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment and responded softly.
Xuanxuan's mother stroked her hair and explained, "I thought I could come back earlier, but Tony said my hair quality is not good and it's better not to bleach it. He said he would fade my hair. But fading it once is not enough, he had to fade it several times..."
After talking for a while, Xuanxuan's mother paused when she saw the person next to Wen Qing was motionless. She looked at Yiou and said, "Xiao Wen, this is you..."
Yiou nodded and said to her, "I'm Wen Qing's boyfriend."
Xuanxuan’s mother was shocked.
Wen Qing's eyelids twitched, and she quickly said, "No, Auntie, don't listen to what he says."
Io groaned in agreement and changed his words: "Well, not yet."
"My future boyfriend."
Wen Qing: “…”
Xuanxuan's mother couldn't help laughing twice. She stopped chatting with Wen Qing and said cheerfully, "Then I'll leave first."
"You two should go on a date." After saying that, he strode into the community.
Wen Qing and Yi Ou were left staring at each other at the gate of the community.
Wen Qing looked at Yiou in silence. Yiou blinked at him, and only his figure was reflected in his dark eyes.
It feels like he's the only one I have eyes for.
Wen Qing couldn't help but avoid Yiou's gaze and walked towards the school.
"Let's go. Song Qiang and Xu Fengfeng must be getting impatient."
After a while, we arrived at the intersection.
Wen Qing felt something was wrong and turned his head to look at Yiou: "Didn't you say you were coming to pick me up?"
Io nodded.
Wen Qing was puzzled: "What did you use to pick me up?"
Where is the car?
Yiou remained calm and said, "Use my body."
Wen Qing: “…”
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