Chapter 153: Unbridled flow

After Qingcheng Xie and Yu He finished eating, Yu He still didn't want Qingcheng Xie to leave.

I think about it, and then pester him: "Xie, you have been with me for so long, and then go to the bar with me to play for a while. Anyway, today is also the weekend, no work and no study ......"

Qingcheng Xie : "It's too late, I have books to read back."

Yu He : "Reading books on weekends, people are worse than pigs."

"...... you curse again."

Yu He : "Ahem ...... you will accompany me for another game?"

"No."

"My twentieth birthday today-"

"I was done with you last night."

Yu He thought right and left, and suddenly thought of something.

"So do you remember the bet you made with me earlier?"

Qingcheng Xie frowned: "What?"

"is that I help you do PowerPoint that time, you did not say that you want me to persuade back your class absentee students, if I persuade back more than you, even if you lost, lost you have to agree to my request ......"

Qingcheng Xie can't remember, but from what he said, it seems to be something like that.

"Didn't I promise you anything else?"

"No, it's always owed."

Qingcheng Xie frowned: "Really?"

"Really, you are a big man you have to be true to your word." Yu He pinpointed Qingcheng Xie's most important point, "A big man can't renege."

Qingcheng Xie : "...... Your request is for me to accompany you to the bar is it?"

Yu He nodded his head.

Qingcheng Xie had no choice and finally said, "Which one, I'll call a car."

He is totally the frame of the mistress bimbo.

Yu He tilted his face for a moment and said, "It's not far away, let's walk there together, it's a good way to kill the food."

There are many people on the Bund on weekends, foreign tourists looking around, couples walking hand in hand, old men and women fiddling with their cell phones, blondes running at night ......

Two men walking side by side in it, does not make people think anything more.

Or maybe this city was originally very tolerant and magical, even the old lady selling flowers didn't care if the couple was of the same sex or opposite sex, and didn't even care if they were just colleagues or friends, they happily went up to sell roses and flowers.

"Handsome man, buy a flower, give it to your girlfriend ......"

"Uncle, buy a flower and give it to your wife."

"Little girl, buy a flower, it does not matter if you do not buy ah, as grandmother to give you. Here, take it, take it."

The flower saleswomen know this well and understand that in addition to men who like to look good in front of their girlfriends, the best object to sell is the young girls.

Little girls tend to be soft-hearted, and the older women stuffed the flowers over, saying it was free, but in fact had already woven a web of favors - which uninitiated girl would be willing to take advantage of an old woman with graying temples? In the end, you will always be embarrassed to pay.

The flower seller dodged the city police, circled around, and finally arrived in front of Qingcheng Xie and Yu He.

Business opportunities are not to be missed, two men can also be marketed, and the amazons have long understood that these days there is a man, called that, called calcium!

"Handsome man, buy a flower, for you -" the aunt took a look at Yu He and Qingcheng Xie, identified Qingcheng Xie such a handsome, tall, mature and stable man is the golden master, the coquettish words are all directed at Qingcheng Xie said, "For you ...... that, your friend."

With that, he handed over a delicate red rose.

Qingcheng Xie felt sorry for the old lady, but he didn't want to buy flowers for Yu He, so after thinking about it, he said sorry and left with his pockets in his hand.

In this way, Yu He was entangled by the old woman.

"Young man, buy a flower for your brother, look how handsome he is."

Yu He was very happy to hear that, "Do you think he's handsome too?"

The old lady followed up: "This street is the most handsome of him."

Yu He smiled and opened up Alipay, swiped the old lady's QR code, transferred enough money to buy all her roses, and said, "I'll just take one, you can give the rest away."

"Hey ......" the old lady froze.

Even in the most prosperous part of Huzhou, it is not that easy to peddle flowers. The old lady looked at the amount of money in the old age machine and was a bit incredulous. By the time she reacted, Yu He had already picked a half-blooming red rose and went with Qingcheng Xie's back.

The forward-thinking Mrs. Huzhou mumbled the flower-selling wish she had repeated countless times, "May you be healthy and happy ...... oops, no, may you be happy for a hundred years?"

Yu He took a rose and returned to Qingcheng Xie.

Qingcheng Xie glanced at him: "Why do you buy this."

"Happy to do good."

"......" Qingcheng Xie then stopped talking.

The two walked side by side for a while, and because Yu He had flowers in his hand, and Qingcheng Xie were both handsome, they got a lot of looks from young girls along the way.

Qingcheng Xie gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

" Yu He , can you stop taking this flower?"

"I bought it myself, why can't I take it?"

Makes perfect sense.

Even Qingcheng Xie can't refute it.

So the handsome man finally just had to ask, "How much longer?"

"It's almost here."

Qingcheng Xie originally thought that Yu He was going to take him to some kind of devilish Pansi Cave, and was ready to bet on the psychological construction that he would be willing to lose as if he would die, but to his surprise, Yu He finally took him to a century-old hotel, which was established during the British Concession in Huzhou. It is as if every brick and mortar has a legend of the past of the foreign court, which is either thrilling or charming and dense.

When you enter the hotel, there are folds of history everywhere. The oldest fresh air system is still in operation, the lurcher totem on the towering lintel guards the hotel's peace, and the piano in the center of the restaurant has been resting for a century, where the fingers of comedian Chaplin once leapt joyfully on the keys.

And in the corner of the first floor of the hotel, there is a seemingly low-key and inconspicuous, but in fact very deep jazz bar.

The special thing about this bar band is that the performers are all elderly people over the age of seventy, so it is also called the old jazz band, the old wine sinking, calm and relaxed, the sound of the tunes have the reflection of the years, the rhythm of other bands is difficult to imitate. The foreign presidents who came to Shanghai were also curious and came to hear them play.

"Welcome, good evening to you two gentlemen, do you have a reservation?" The waitress at the entrance of the tavern, draped in a snow-white shawl and wrapped in a cheongsam with curly forehead hair, asked courteously.

Yu He was so caught up in the moment that he forgot that weekend senior jazz bands are so crowded that small pubs often can't accommodate them and need reservations.

Had to say, "No."

But reluctantly, they cast their charms again.

"Girl, we're from the northeast, over the border in Mohe, and we came here to hear your band play. We have to go back tomorrow morning, can you help us think of a way to add another table? Or we can wait and see if any guests leave early, that's fine too."

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

This person is not to go to the acting profession is really a talent.

Northeast accent are loaded out.

The beautiful girl saw Yu He said sincere, handsome, a pair of almond eyes eagerly looking at her, actually some embarrassment, so although it is not the rules, she still after a moment of wavering, waist a twist: "Then I help you go in to see."

Yu He : "Thank you so much. By the way ...... this is for you."

With that, he rested the roses he had taken all the way to the vase in front of the welcome desk.

The beautiful woman's pretty face is red, stepping on the high heel fluttering to go to work.

Qingcheng Xie : "...... You're too immodest."

Yu He leaned on the welcome table and looked at him with a smile: "You know I'm not serious on the first day?"

A few minutes later, the beauty went and returned, and said in a soft voice: "A seat has been added in the corner, please come in."

If coming from the other side of the river to the universal complex where this hotel is located is like a time travel, then walking from the hotel lobby into the Jazz Bar is like stacking space again in the time travel.

Although Qingcheng Xie is from Huzhou, she has never been to this place before. It looks like a fragment cut from an old United States movie, like a European or American tavern during World War II.

"The floor, the fan, and the brick wall here are all original to the hotel when it was first built a hundred years ago." Yu He saw Qingcheng Xie looking at the kind of wooden fan blades that are now long extinct outside and said with a smile, "Well, I didn't give you a hard time and didn't take you to the Pansi Cave, did I?"

"......" Qingcheng Xie raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect that Yu He would see what I was thinking before.

"What can I get you two to drink?" The bartender in a straight little suit walked up to their small round table with a leather drink list and a smile.

"You can order whatever you want." Qingcheng Xie pushed the order to Yu He.

Yu He said, "Are you planning to adopt me?"

Qingcheng Xie : "It's your birthday, it should be."

Yu He stared at the drink list for a while and his mind began to wander.

Qingcheng Xie is not a bad drinker, but his physique is special, and when he drinks, he is easily deprived of energy and his body is hot and red. Yu He thought, heart itching, softly asked the bartender a few words, ordered two look like tasting very sweet, but in fact the alcohol content is not too low fruit wine.

The wine was quickly mixed and served, and the color was really magnificent and clear.

Even Qingcheng Xie, who is not very moody, thinks it looks very good.

"Try it, it tastes great, it has a grapefruit aroma."

Qingcheng Xie took a sip and it was really sweet and refreshing.

The atmosphere of the bar is very good, most of the people who come here to listen to songs are for the music and that ancient and distant taste to come, the old man on the stage indulgently and casually playing some classic tunes, there is a retro-dressed girl singing the words: "love you hate you, ask the gentleman to know whether, like a big river a hair does not close, turn a thousand bends, turn a thousand beaches, but also not to calm the fight in this ......"

Yu He listened to the lyrics, listened to the love you hate you, asked the gentleman if he knew, he looked at Qingcheng Xie wordlessly, while Qingcheng Xie listened intently to the performance on stage, until the song ended, applause.

Qingcheng Xie just noticed Yu He was looking at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nice to see you listening to it."

When Yu He hit a straight ball, Qingcheng Xie could also catch it.

The word "shy" does not appear in the Qingcheng Xie dictionary. But he still feels a tremor at the door of his heart because of this straight ball, vaguely, making him feel uneasy and tingling.

Qingcheng Xie, with the ability to overcome the spirit Bola Ai, steadied himself and said, "They play well, you should also listen carefully."

But Yu He said, "I used to come here on weekends."

"When?"

"Oh, junior year, junior year."

Qingcheng Xie : "Can minors enter?"

"I'm tall, I can fool people by dressing mature, and I got a fake// ID card."

"......"

"Music is not a crime," Yu He says. Yu He said, "It's not like I'm trying to do anything bad. I wouldn't come to a bar like this if I wanted to do something bad."

"So what kind of wine did you order?"

"I ordered alcohol-free, and I was good."

Qingcheng Xie looked at him with disbelief.

Yu He laughed: "Really. Look at the time you gave me a medical checkup, you never found me drinking either, right?"

Qingcheng Xie There is a very subtle feeling.

He thought of Yu He in his second and third year, when he was acting like a grandson in front of him, almost tattooing the words "top student" on his face.

How could he have known that Yu He would come to listen to jazz with a fake// ID card? If he had known then, he could have broken Yu He's legs until the little beast.

Now it's too late.

Qingcheng Xie took another sip of wine and did not comment on Yu He's reckless actions at that time.

The Bistro plays a lot of tunes, the first classic.

I don't know, after almost two hours, the bartender's drink refilled a few rounds, Yu He looked in the hazy warm yellow light, see Qingcheng Xie has some thin drunk, the man with some drunken look is always beautiful, like the ice fell on the peach blossoms, beautiful to the heart, how many times to see not enough.

The band on the stage had known about it and played the love songs that had been prepared.

--Turned out to be a couple proposing. They met in this pub, the groom then greeted the jazz band early, and the bar's ceiling suddenly pulled open dozens of strings of colorful pull-ups, and twinkling star and moon debris fell like snowflakes, landing on the shoulders of the crowd.

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations! A hundred years of good cooperation!"

The guests at the tavern were happy to see such a joyful scene, not to mention that the groom, after successfully proposing and kissing his bride, also boldly raised his voice: "I'll buy all the drinks for everyone here tonight! Everyone feel free to order!"

The atmosphere then becomes more lively.

Originally this kind of bar, the guests are mainly to enjoy the music, each night is like a small recital. But this night became an exception, the elderly jazz band played upbeat dance music songs, and the excited groom pulled his fiancée to dance on the old red floor tiles.

Such a warm and happy atmosphere is contagious, the tavern people get up from their seats in twos and threes, whether they can dance or not, all laughing and twisting and spinning with their companions.

"Rose Rose, the most delicate, Rose Rose, the most beautiful, spring and summer bloom on the branch, Rose Rose, I love you ......"

The song is old-fashioned, but in this atmosphere is just right.

Even Qingcheng Xie looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes were flooded with some thin smile, he lazily leaned back in his chair, one hand on his face, looking at the lively crowd in front of him.

"Spring and summer bloom on the branches, Rose Rose, I love you!"

Drinking more wine, the heart is also a rare relief.

Qingcheng Xie looked very satisfied, and at this time, Yu He suddenly stood in front of him, owed him, smiled and held his hand: "Sir, can I ask you to dance?"

Qingcheng Xie said he was drunk, but he was also sober.

He only likes to watch other people dance, he lazily does not want to move: "I will not."

Yu He thought about it and changed his lines, "Sir, can I teach you a dance?"

"......"

Yu He saw that Qingcheng Xie did not respond, so he took his speechlessness as agreement and dragged him to the dance floor.

Qingcheng Xie is naturally not good to get rid of him, there are many people around, so others will pay attention to them. And to be honest, dancing is not a big deal, this kind of sociable entertainment, the figure is not to see who dances well, but a lively atmosphere. European and American movies often appear, he has not killed a pig, has not seen a pig run?

"Come on, step forward with your left foot, then right foot ...... hand don't bother, there I pull you, not ...... ouch!"

Yu He was stepped on by Qingcheng Xie.

Qingcheng Xie raised his eyebrows: "Does it hurt?"

Nonsense, a man of one meter eight can not hurt when a foot goes down?

But Yu He was too embarrassed to say anything, shook his head, took a step back, and continued to teach him in a very serious way: "Brother, you take the left foot first, then I turn around, and you take the right foot."

One of his hands intentionally or unintentionally on Qingcheng Xie's waist, Qingcheng Xie is also drunk, and Yu He together and more or less used to, nothing to react.

Yu He heart throb, and hold more tightly, he felt Qingcheng Xie waist is really thin, and seems to have some kind of magnetic, so he had to spend a lot of restraint, to do not Qingcheng Xie hard strangled into the arms.

"Very good, left foot, then right foot, then left, then-"

Another kick.

Yu He : "...... It's okay, come again."

Qingcheng Xie frowned, he did not expect the pig to run up actually so difficult.

He was just having fun, but he got serious because he couldn't learn it. He not only listened carefully to Yu He, but also watched intently for a while how the good dancers next to him were walking.

Then Prof. Xie probably felt enlightened.

Very confidently, "Please."

Yu He thought it was funny that he was half-drunk and defiantly serious about learning the dance steps, but he couldn't show it, so he pretended to be calm and gave his hand to Qingcheng Xie once again, and put his other arm around his partner's waist.

"Left foot, yeah, that's good, come over a little bit, right foot, left again ...... good, right again ...... again-"

Another kick.

Yu He : "......"

Qingcheng Xie : "......"

See Qingcheng Xie frowning, not very pleasant to look at the ground, seems to be some puzzling. He really fucking doesn't believe in evil.

Yu He endured for a while, finally could not hold back, snickered and lowered his head, and at the same time took advantage of the Huzhou bar will not care about this, took Qingcheng Xie into his arms, chin against his head, and then lowered his eyelashes, lips in Qingcheng Xie's hair at the top of the imperceptible kiss.

"Okay, okay, it's okay. Brother, you're all drunk."

When Qingcheng Xie heard that, he was slightly more acceptable.

Okay, it seems that it's not that you are not perceptive enough, but drink too much, it does affect the play.

Yu He this grandson malicious intentions, ordered that fruit wine sweetly drink down, but the aftertaste is very strong, Qingcheng Xie gradually did some dizzy, he subconsciously felt that he should not hold with Yu He like this on the dance floor to do these things, he wanted to push him away.

But Yu He is very strong, seemingly gentle and seemingly rude to hoist him, gently swaying to the rhythm of the music, his low voice coaxing in his ear: "Dance a little longer, huh?"

"Jump your mother ......"

Qingcheng Xie words did not speak, Yu He took him to a more corner place, where the light is darker, away from the crowd, no one will pay attention, he embraced Qingcheng Xie there ambiguous and lingering for a while, only to feel the fire of the heart more and more hot, the desire to love more and more unstoppable.

Then he changed to a safer angle, forcing Qingcheng Xie's face up in the dimness, placing him against an unnoticed corner and gazing into Qingcheng Xie's eyes at close range, his pupils dark, with some gradual alcoholic after-effects.

Yu He seemed to be sucked in by his eyes and said in a low muddy voice, "So beautiful."

Perhaps it was the atmosphere that made Qingcheng Xie's voice drop, he knew Yu He was talking about himself, but he didn't like being called pretty, so he reached out and hooked Yu He's candy-colored casual tie and looked at him askance: "Who is it? I'll give you a chance."

Yu He laughed lowly, "Say my wife." Hands down, pressed dance steps on his waist back.

Qingcheng Xie's slender fingers stuck in his bow tie, hooked him over, and slapped him not so lightly: "...... I see you're not fucking awake."

"If I hadn't woken up, then we would be in my room right now."

Yu He's voice became softer and softer, and it was almost close to Qingcheng Xie's ear.

His waist and crotch gently swaying with the music, closer and closer to Qingcheng Xie, almost close to the body in the slow dance, slow dance tight and full pectoral muscles from time to time rubbed against each other's lapels.

"Are you tired of living." Qingcheng Xie's thin lips moved slightly.

"Originally was tired of living, after having you only too long life."

Yu He smiled, touching his lips as if they were in the air, touching them one by one, but not staying long, but taking the fire, igniting the increasingly hot atmosphere between them, and then -

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed him heavily.

"Brother Xie ......"

The kiss was deep and hot, and the tip of the nose was still rubbing gently at the end of the kiss.

The song continues, the twenty-year-old boy is now holding his beloved who has been drinking, can not help but have some greed.

He is his rose.

He loves him deeply and wants to pick him up, his heart is like a tide, can't hold down.

I don't know if it's because of too much dancing or something else, but the teenager's breathing is slightly rushed, and his dark eyes are staring into Qingcheng Xie's eyes in the hazy light.

A few seconds later, Yu He's throat knot rolled up and down.

Qingcheng Xie vaguely sensed the danger and asked in a low voice, " Yu He , what are you doing again?"

Yu He held against him and kept swaying with the dance music.

The air between them became unusually hot, and their breathing became heavier and heavier.

"Brother."

Yu He said softly.

"I'm so thirsty ......"

"...... Then drink water."

"Hot again."

"...... Then take off your clothes."

Yu He : "What happens after you take it off?"

"Stay where it's cool."

Yu He ignored his nonsense, still rubbing his slow dance, the throat knot rolled. He called Qingcheng Xie wife for the first time in the depths of love yesterday, quite exciting, and now this atmosphere is just right, and Qingcheng Xie is still a little drunk, will not be too bothered with him, so he could not help but take the opportunity to mooch off twice, said in a low, muddy voice: "wife, I want you to take it off. "

Why is "......" still speaking English?

"I'm your fucking father." Qingcheng Xie scolded him.

Yu He was taken advantage of verbally, but instead of being angry, he joked with him in a good-natured manner: "Godfather, then you spoil me."

"......"

"Want you to spoil right now."

"......"

"You haven't spoiled me for so long before, it's been months, and that wasn't enough yesterday. And brother, you're so pretty when you're drunk ...... I don't want to put up with it. I want it now."

Qingcheng Xie drowsy between still some cold taste: "You dare."

Yu He paused for a moment, and his eyes seemed to deepen as a result.

Then he did not say anything else, suddenly took a deep breath, with action to answer Qingcheng Xie, he actually "dare" is not dare - the young mind hot blood, say do not hesitate. He clutched Qingcheng Xie's wrist, pulling people out of the bar without saying a word, and went straight to the front desk of the hotel and slapped out a card.

"Get a room."