Descent from an altitude of 10,000 meters [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 39 Branch

Although they had agreed to meet up in Beijing the next day, Chen Jiayu wanted to talk to Fang Hao on the phone one night in Shenzhen. Before major events, he likes to prepare in advance, such as before the press conference on the Hong Kong incident. He wanted to take out his notebook and list their past, present and future. While he was working on his emotions, he laughed at how out of control he was, which was really abnormal. It seems that after meeting Fang Hao, he has never been normal. Later, he thought again, this is the feeling of caring, and it is not all negative. The throbbing and heartbeat outweigh the suffering of not getting an answer.

He stopped drinking after last night, so he remembered everything that happened very clearly. Fang Hao's every move, every frown, every groan, every word he said was imprinted in his mind like a knife cutting an axe. He repeatedly weighed the intimate words exchanged between them, and thought of Fang Hao's calmness and magnanimity. All signs indicated that their thoughts and feelings were quite synchronized, and it was impossible to conclude that "we are the same." Let’s sleep once and let’s forget about each other forever” or “it’s better for us to be friends”.

After much deliberation, he finally reviewed the less than ten pages of WeChat chat history with Fang Hao from beginning to end, and then forced himself to go to sleep.

Chen Jiayu works the late night shift and ends at 11 o'clock, and Fang Hao also finishes the small night shift at 0 o'clock, so it's quite a coincidence. When they met in the parking lot, Chen Jiayu was moved when she saw that he was finally wearing not only a shirt, but a sweater with a high collar.

Fang Hao still got into his car. When they got to the car, Chen Jiayu dared to be bold and said to him: "Let me take a look," and then made a gesture to reach out and turn down the collar of his sweater.

Fang Hao let him move, his Adam's apple rolling, he wanted to say something, but he held back. The red mark was gone, but the tooth marks were still there.

Chen Jiayu smiled: "I want to apologize to you, but I don't really mean it." He turned his collar back, and then gently pinched the back of his neck. This action was intimate and intimate, but he It was done so naturally.

Fang Hao lowered his head and smiled cooperatively. From Chen Jiayu's angle, he could see his curved eyebrows and corners of his eyes. He adjusted his collar again and said, "Fortunately, I'm not white. Otherwise, I would have had to wait a few days."

Chen Jiayu turned back and sent the car away. After driving out of the parking lot, he remembered to ask Fang Hao: "What should we go to eat?"

Fang Hao glanced at him, and then said: "It's better to order takeout to my house. This way... it's easier for us to talk." What he said was quite normal, but Chen Jiayu thought about it in his mind. Should Fang Hao want to talk in a private environment? Refuse?

But when things came to this, he couldn't hold back his anger and had to hold back. Fang Hao said he still wanted the home-cooked food from Taishan Restaurant, so he asked Fang Hao to take out his mobile phone and read the menu, and then after discussing, he selected three dishes and sent them to his home.

After ordering, Chen Jiayu thought of something and asked him: "Did you make the chicken feet later?"

Fang Hao nodded: "Yes, my mother made it."

"Is your mother's food more delicious or mine?" Chen Jiayu asked suddenly.

Fang Hao found it interesting that Chen Jiayu was older and had to compete on this kind of matter. He smiled and said, "Your cooking is delicious." He didn't want the other party to be too proud, and added, "Maybe it was because I was hungry at that time."