Can't hide

Chapter 70

Duan Zhuo groped and walked to Jiang Sui, the vacated space was next to a decorative wall, and there was no one else around. This was a blind spot where even the light bulbs on the ceiling could not reach, but Duan Zhuo liked this kind of place very much. Hidden corners where people can hide.

He sat down and asked Jiang Sui, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jiang Sui smiled and stepped aside a little, "Can you sing?"

Duan Zhuo shook his head: "I'll listen to you sing."

"Can't you have a capital?"

Duan Zhuo still shook his head: "To be honest, this is the first time I have sat in a KTV box as a consumer."

Jiang Sui pulled the corner of his mouth a little: "Sing with me?"

"Forget it." Duan Zhuo is very self-aware in this regard, he is afraid that Jiang Sui will be frightened if he speaks, and his impression score will drop to negative.

After Cheng Ziyao danced a square dance, he was sweating from exhaustion. He turned around and saw that Duan Zhuo had taken his place, and tried to drive him away, because Lin Jiawen was sitting on Jiang Sui's right hand.

How could Duan Zhuo fail to see his crooked thoughts, sitting still on purpose.

Thinking about it this way, he seemed to understand why Jiang Sui suddenly asked him to sit beside him without explaining the reason.

All that was left was the special seat next to Song Jiaxi for ordering songs. Cheng Ziyao walked over to sit down and chatted with her, but his eyes still glanced at Lin Jiawen from time to time.

Sitting in the middle was a couple, and they sang a sweet and greasy love song. Amid booing and applause, Duan Zhuo heard someone knock on the door. Bring up some drinks and food.

Jiang Sui got up and put the table full of gifts and cakes on the ground.

Although everyone at the barbecue restaurant rubbed their stomachs and said they were full, but smelling the aroma of popcorn, their appetites came up again. Several arms stretched out to the barrel in the middle at the same time, and the overflowing popcorn was suddenly empty. A little half.

A new MV started on the screen, with a cheerful rhythm. Just as everyone was discussing that the singer had undergone plastic surgery and became disfigured, Duan Zhuo noticed that Lin Jiawen leaned against Qin An's ear and said something with a smile, Qin An Eucalyptus bent down and grabbed a handful of popcorn in his palm.

And just when Lin Jiawen reached out to take it, Qin Yu suddenly grabbed it, and spread his two long legs apart, patted the sofa under him, with a smirk on his lips.

Lin Jiawen sat down in front of Qin An, fell on Qin An's chest, and looked at the familiar ways.

There is a height difference of more than 40 centimeters between the two, and one is a women's volleyball player, with an even bigger difference in body shape. Qin An easily locked her in his arms with only one arm, just like teasing a beloved pet, staring at Lin Jiawen for a while With a smirk, his lips touched her ear lightly.

Lin Jiawen was replying to people on WeChat while eating the food that Qin Yu fed to his mouth. This harmonious scene made Duan Zhuo very envious, but the more exciting thing was yet to come.

Qin An didn't seem to take the people around him seriously at all, and maybe he was stimulated by the hot environment around him. He lowered his head and kissed Lin Jiawen's slender neck, from back to front, and finally bit her collarbone.

Duan Zhuo glanced at Cheng Ziyao in the distance.Dude, that face is longer than a donkey.Also as a crush, he felt sad for him.

"Don't make trouble." Lin Jiawen turned around with a smile and threw these two words, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea, and there was no deterrent effect at all. Qin An's hand boldly poked in from the hem of her clothes, holding her He hugged her on his lap and kissed her on the chin instead.

Lin Jiawen giggled at first, and then turned around, wrapping her legs around Qin An's lower back, and whispering in her ear a whisper that only the two of them could hear.

Qin An's lips were quickly stained with lipstick.

It would be impolite to watch it any longer, Duan Zhuo withdrew his curiosity, pursed his lips, and turned his attention back to the screen. Someone was singing "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau", and several people grabbed the microphone in the high-pitched part, making him so noisy pain.

There must have been a lot of seasonings in the barbecue just now, and he felt thirsty.

His position was a little far from the coffee table, and he reached for the cantaloupe, but he couldn't reach it. When he was about to get up, Jiang Sui moved the fruit plate to the side.

"Thank you." Duan Zhuo poked a piece and sat down to eat.

Jiang Sui took some other fruits and put them in the disposable cake tray, and pushed the remaining fruits back to the center of the coffee table.

Duan Zhuo thought those were what Jiang Sui wanted to eat, but after waiting for a long time without seeing him move his mouth, he slowly realized what was going on.

The watermelon in summer is very refreshing, and eating a piece of it can last a long time.

After a group of people finished singing their high notes, Cheng Ziyao looked at the title of the song on the screen and said in distaste, "Who ordered it, such an old song?"

Duan Zhuo glanced curiously. It was Anita Mui's "Intimate Lover". He didn't know this singer, let alone heard this song, but he could guess from the mosaic MV screen and strong Hong Kong style that it was a song. A song older than them all.

He guessed who ordered it as a spoof, but to his surprise, Jiang Sui bent down and picked up the microphone on the table, patted it lightly, and pressed it to his lips after confirming the sound.

Duan Zhuo turned his head and asked, "What did you order?"

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Duan Zhuo wondered, "How could you like such an old song?"

"This is a singer my mother likes very much. My father will order this when he goes to KTV during the Chinese New Year." Jiang Sui said with a smile, "According to my father, he also formed a campus band back then, and my mother chose it because he sang well." Those who fell in love with him at first sight don't know if it's true or not."

It was Jiang Sui who wanted to sing, so Duan Zhuo put down his phone, leaned on the sofa and listened carefully to the prelude. He has known each other for so long, and he has never heard Jiang Sui sing, not even humming. He always feels that he will overturn— Because Cheng Ziyao tuned the accompaniment mode, no one has sung accurately since they entered the door, and the original singer wanted to hit someone after hearing it.

The small white dots on the screen flickered, and finally turned into blue.

"The wind is still blowing tonight, thinking of you is so gentle..."

When Jiang Sui sang the first line, Duan Zhuo's heart felt hot, and he couldn't help looking at the people next to him. He realized that his premonition was wrong, and he was amazed by his singing.

The rhythm of the song is melodious, Jiang Sui's voice is clear and transparent, and every word is accurately stepped on the beat, like the evening wind blowing on the face, making people feel comfortable.

The few people around were still grabbing the last bit of popcorn, but after Jiang Sui sang a few lines, they all sat still, and the box fell silent for a moment, all staring at that place.

Jiang Sui's pupils are very bright, hiding the shining stars.

Duan Zhuo remembered what Jiang Sui said just now, and felt that his uncle should not have lied to others. Some people sang, it was really gentle and heart-warming.Uncle is 20 years younger, and probably looks similar to the person in front of him.

Duan Zhuo has never been a voice control person, and he rarely listens to songs, but he loves Jiang Sui's voice to death, and he just wants to hear him keep singing like this, without stopping.

"Dear one, dear one, this is the most exciting time of my life..."

After singing this line, Jiang Sui suddenly turned his head, Duan Zhuo caught his gaze unexpectedly, and his chest felt hot.

Jiang Suixiao frowned when he missed a sound, revealing a row of clean and neat teeth.

His smile is warm, infecting the corners of the mouths of those around him.

The reverberation sound lingered in the ears, but Duan Zhuo could clearly hear the sound of his heart beating.

How can someone smile so nicely and be so gentle?

Like the rising sun, like the cool breeze at night in summer, it is a beauty that makes people intoxicated at a glance.

Duan Zhuo felt that he was crazy, he couldn't help but want to hug him, kiss him, want to take him home, then close the door, roughly tore off his clothes, and bit his skin.

Let him be his alone.

He painted many unsightly pictures in his mind without authorization. He blushed, swallowed deeply, and had no choice but to look away.

At the end of the song, everyone clamored for Jiang Sui to play another song.

"Not coming." Jiang Sui smiled and put down the microphone, leaning against the sofa pillow, "I know this one."

"Liar, you've practiced listening to this." Lin Jiawen urged, "Just sing one more song to cleanse my ears. Just now they sang so hard that I almost passed out."

Everyone laughed, Jiang Sui unscrewed a bottle of fruit juice at hand and said, "I really don't want to sing anymore, let's save some suspense for the next time, well, whoever invites me next time, I'll sing again."

"Oh," Cheng Ziyao jokingly said, "It's true that you come from a business family, and your vision is farther than ordinary people like us."

Jiang Sui laughed and said, "Last night, I caught a cold and my throat hurts a bit."

"Okay then, I won't sing if I don't want to sing, how about we play some other games?"

"Okay," someone said, "my voice is hoarse."

While everyone was discussing frantically, Jiang Sui screwed on the cap of the juice bottle, and the person beside him leaned towards him.

Duan Zhuo's deep voice rang in his ears: "You sing so hard that my bones are crisp."

As soon as Jiang Sui turned his face, he saw the two little dimples hiding their smiles, their faces were inexplicably hot, and he found that Duan Zhuo's indecency had become more and more frequent recently.

Either put your hands into his pants, or use your mouth to tease him, limp and limp.

"You're a Scorpio." Jiang Sui reached out and poked his waist.

"Huh?" Duan Zhuo frowned, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Sui asked, "Are you born in November?"

"No, I was born at the end of March."

"Oh, that's Aries." Jiang Sui opened his eyes, "Huaxin Daluobo."

Duan Zhuo felt so wronged, he wanted to cry but had no tears: "I'm just a philanderer, I've always been very dedicated, if I like someone, I won't change."

After speaking, I saw Jiang Sui's mouth curled up, but I didn't know what he was laughing at, maybe he didn't believe him.

Duan Zhuo walked over again, and said in a low voice, "I made a mistake just now, I wasn't born in March, I was born in November, and I'm a Scorpio. Scorpio doesn't bother you, does it?"

Jiang Sui laughed: "Idiot."

After several rounds of deliberation, everyone decided to play a simple and exciting truth game. The rules are very simple. Everyone asks questions in turn. The answer can only be YES or NO. If you answer YES, you have to put down one finger until all ten fingers are put down. Out of the game, boys are fined with a large glass of red wine, and girls are fined with a small glass.

Asking questions clockwise, Cheng Ziyao was the first to pick up the microphone, and the question was ambiguous and explicit.

"Those who were present, is the first kiss still there? Kissing cats and dogs when I was a child is not counted as a deep French kiss when I want to fall in love."

His question was really asking for trouble. Apart from Qin An, Lin Jiawen, and another couple in the audience, the rest of the people almost all put their fingers down.

A boy also put his thumb down, Cheng Ziyao stared, and shouted: "Old Wang, you-who did you kiss?"

Old Wang said angrily, "None of your business."

"Don't lie for the sake of face."

"Get lost!" Old Wang laughed, "I've kissed someone since I was in junior high school, okay?"

Jiang Sui noticed that Song Jiaxi's eyes were focused on Duan Zhuo's hand, and he guessed that Song Jiaxi's second question must be related to the relationship between men and women.

"Hmm..." She pursed her lips, thought for a while and asked, "Those present, do you have someone you like in your heart? Celebrities don't count, they are the ones who want to date and get married."

"It doesn't count," a girl said loudly, "I want to marry Takeshi Kaneshiro. Not only do I want to get married, but I also want to give birth to him."

There was endless laughter in the room, but Duan Zhuo stood there unblinkingly, because he noticed that Jiang Sui's index finger had been put down.

His heartbeat, which had finally slowed down, became fierce again, shaking his body like a machine gun firing non-stop.

Jiang Sui admits that he has someone he likes.

Could it be... him?

Strangely, Cheng Ziyao was not surprised by this, he just asked Duan Zhuo: "Do you have someone you like?"

"Ah."

Duan Zhuo couldn't hear what questions the people behind asked. His head was in a mess, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Sui, watching him slapping his thighs and laughing wildly, watching him and his classmates arguing over a question.

"Okay, then in the next round, give a finger to those who failed this year's exam?"

"Fuck," Jiang Sui put down a finger and scolded with a smile, "Are you targeting me?"

Duan Zhuo looked around for a week, only to find that Jiang Sui's fingers were bent the most, leaving only two fingers.

The classmates who have good things have already started to prepare red wine for him. The glass is full, almost overflowing, and it is filled with the kind of glass mug that is often used to drink beer.One cup is the amount of half a bottle of red wine, Duan Zhuo felt that they were playing a bit too big.

Based on his understanding of his drinking capacity, he probably would lie down straight after drinking a glass. Jiang Sui's capacity for drinking is a bit better than his, but it would be choking enough to swallow it in one gulp.

But it doesn't matter, if Jiang Sui drinks, he will stop drinking, even if he is lying, he must ensure that he is sent back safely.

It should be Qin An's turn next, and Lin Jiawen is sitting on her lap, and no one can tell which of them is on the right.

Some boys encouraged: "Our goal is the same, which is to pour Suige down first."

Jiang Sui snorted softly: "A joke, is it up to you?"

Qin Yu picked up the microphone, handed it to Lin Jiawen and said, "Say it, baby."

"Hiss—" A girl next to her made a gesture of covering her face with gritted teeth, which made Lin Jiawen giggle.

She thought for a while and asked, "Is the person you like at the scene? If so, put down a finger."

It really sounded like a question aimed at Jiang Sui. The atmosphere in the box became very heated. Cheng Ziyao got up and warned loudly: "Don't lie, don't lie!"

The music continued, and Duan Zhuo felt his heart beating with drums, beating faster and faster, even exceeding the frequency of swimming and sprinting, and he was about to die suddenly.

He didn't dare to look at Jiang Sui's fingers, but he was anticipating a result in contradiction. This kind of contradictory waiting process made him feel flustered and suffocated.

He lowered his eyes, and heard Cheng Ziyao say, "Who are you?"

Duan Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Sui put away a finger.

Jiang Sui smiled and didn't answer, which aroused a burst of speculation from the crowd.

First of all, they ruled out the possibility that he was gay, so among the remaining girls, only Song Jiaxi and the squad leader were left without a relationship.Song Jiaxi and Jiang Sui met for the first time today, and the probability of liking each other is very small.

"But it's not impossible." Cheng Ziyao looked at Song Jiaxi and teased.

Song Jiaxi rolled her eyes: "Get out."

Duan Zhuo's eyes settled on Jiang Sui.

Before that, he always felt that he was trapped in a fog, and he didn't know which direction to work hard in was the right one, but now, Jiang Sui approached him through the dark fog and held his hand.

The revolving spotlight flashed in front of his eyes. It was gorgeous and moving. He was stunned for a long time. When Jiang Sui turned his head, he suddenly woke up. He quickly walked out of the fog that had trapped him for a long time, and then put his finger down.

Jiang Sui hooked the corners of his lips as if satisfied, and their gazes crossed the darkness and met, like vines that were soaring, tightly entwined.