Don’t Talk To Me!

Jin Linkun: "..."

The child looked calm, leaning on the sofa, with a completely empty cup beside him, looking at him sideways.

Jin Linkun took off his glasses and wiped them off, put them back on again, picked up the bottle of wine and looked closely: "It is so, I may be able to explain--"

Halfway through the speech, he suddenly fell into his throat and failed to continue.

Yu Sheng looked at him, his eyes suddenly bent down.

The boy was usually straight and his shoulders were straighter than anyone else. At this time, he was extremely relaxed and stuck in the sofa, resting on the backrest, raising the corner of his mouth quietly.

There is a little clean moisture in the eyes.

...

Jin Linkun's heartbeat seemed to stop for a while.

He took a breath, raised his hand over Yu Sheng's forehead, and touched it.

Yu Sheng didn't hide, his body tilted, his short hair with a little piercing voluntarily reached his palm, and rubbed slightly.

Fortunately, it is also the handle of No. 3 Middle School. He has drunk a lot of beer, but Yu Sheng's volume is not so bad.

Even if Jin Linkun had been in charge for such a long time without drinking, it would not be like the few stacked on the sofa, suddenly declared a war with shock, and then did not know where to take out the paper and the timer to decide the victory or defeat on the spot.

But it doesn't seem to be sober.

The consciousness was a little bit slower than usual. Some uncontrollable emotions rushed out, and the chest was as hot as a hot water bottle.

The old image in front of me was covered with mist, and it was unclear to see anything, and it seemed that everything could be kept in mind.

"Brother." Yu Sheng was half in the sofa, clutching Jin Linkun's hand, and said in the lively laughter of his ear: "Brother."

Not to mention anything, just call him one after another.

The overlapping palms seemed to follow, burning a little, quietly.

Jin Linkun raised his hand, his knuckles bent slightly, and lightly touched the tip of his eyelashes.

"I'm here." Jin Linkun looked at him, his finger gently on one side, moistening the moisture at the end of his eyes, "Laugh again, obedient."

The child was not good enough. After a moment of reaction, his lips raised, and his cold and harsh eyebrows bent down obediently.

Jin Linkun's eyes also bent, touching his hair: "Is the key taken?"

He couldn't hold back the day after the games, and gave Yu Sheng the keys to the house in the equipment room. As a result, he didn't know where Yu Sheng had received them.

I didn't tell if I asked. I wanted to attach a key chain of a small dinosaur to it, but I couldn't make it.

Yu Sheng turned his head to his side, thought for a moment under his palm, nodded, and pulled away the neckline.

A thin red line emerged from the boy's neck.

Jin Linkun froze.

"Want to use it? Borrow you first."

Yu Sheng sat up a little and raised his hand to pick down: "On this one, you remember to pay me back--"

Jin Linkun couldn't help but hold his hand: "No."

The teenager was stuck in the sofa, sitting slightly lower than him, raising his eyes and looking at him slightly with his face raised.

"No need to."

Jin Linkun spoke softly, leaned down, and separated him from the living room, and put it in his arms.

He propped up the sofa, groped for the boy's hand, held the key and sent it back: "Here, hold it."

The two of them didn’t know what to do on the sofa. Liang Yifan was calming a drunkard who was struggling to get a grade. He looked up and said: "Kun God, have you finished the exam--"

"..."

Liang Yifan quickly murmured and smuggled past without any traces. He smuggled those papers back for a bit of processing. Each of them issued a copy: "You are very good when you are done, and every opponent will meet Liangcai when he meets him. Does this little red flower look good..."

A house of light bulbs couldn't be shipped out, Jin Linkun decided to change his mind and help the children hide the key in the collar again: "Wait for me for a while."

He stood up, simply packed up a few things, and whispered a few words with Ding Zhengjiao.

"No need!" Ding Zhengjiao was taken aback. "Kun God, you and Brother Sheng are at home, we will pick up the cold water and transport them away within three minutes..."

Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows before he could open his mouth. Liang Yifan quickly covered the mouth of the seven team leaders with his eyes: "No problem, no problem. Kunshen, you go out with Brother Sheng."

Liang Yifan glanced around, and said quickly: "We must lock the doors and windows, never touch things, and tidy up the living room. When they wake up, they will send them home safely."

Jin Linkun smiled: "Thank you."

He turned back to take Yu Sheng who was still sitting on the sofa, brought the person to his side, and spoke in a low voice and patiently.

Ding Zhengjiao still felt that this was inappropriate, and twitched Liang Yifan: "Is this alright, let's take up Sheng Ge's house and let the two run out?"

"What do you think God is doing with Brother Sheng?"

Liang Yifan is already a mature light bulb, patting his shoulder, it is very mysterious: "You know, Brother Sheng is grown up today. Adulthood is a commemorative day. Adult Brother Sheng will go to something different from usual. ..."

Ding Zhengjiao hasn't responded yet: "What does it mean, where is Kun Shen to take Brother Sheng?"

Of course, this kind of talk cannot be said clearly. Liang Yifan hates iron and does not make steel, so he still has to explain it in a low voice. Yu Sheng, who was led by Jin Linkun to pack things, just heard: "He has to take me out and he can only do it in his adult life Thing."

Liang Yifan: "..."

Ding Zhengjiao: "..."

Of course, such a little wine is simply not enough to really put down the terrible Lieutenant Colonel.

But Yu Sheng followed Jin Linkun, his body and mind were not relaxed, and he didn't maintain his sobriety intentionally. The whole person was still somewhat affected by alcohol.

Everyone's reaction to alcohol is not the same. Some people will be particularly active, some people will be very confused, and some people will sleep very deeply, and they will not wake up.

Yu Sheng is neither.

Yu Sheng is particularly honest.

Questions and answers, thinking is smooth and logical, and looks sensible than usual.

Not listening.

Looking at Yu Sheng, I would like to elaborate again. Liang Yifan's eyes were fast, he picked up the strawberry-flavored lollipop and chopped it off for three seconds, and sent it to Yu Sheng's mouth: "Brother, I know, you eat sugar, and I bought it... …"

Looking at them, Brother Sheng actually stood on the side with a lollipop. Xia Junhua leaned on his chin and couldn't help but regret: "Isn't it good to hear Brother Sheng finish?"

"Of course." Cen Rui patted his shoulder. "To give you a question, you think Brother Sheng will wake up and it will take us a few seconds for us to disappear in this world without any trace."

Xia Junhua: "..."

Xia Junhua and everyone worked together to send Brother Sheng and Kun God out of the house.

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Jin Linkun called a rental car, took Yu Sheng to sit with him in the back seat, and whispered to him: "Tell them not to move your things. Let them wake up for a while, so they can't go home..."

"It's okay."

Yu Sheng was still eating lollipops, his cheeks bulged slightly, biting a little white stick and murmured, "Nothing."

The child was wearing a coat and had a little fever. I wondered whether it was because of the alcohol at that moment. His ears were redder than usual, and the whole person looked extra soft.

Sitting in the back row with him, with lollipops, his hands were properly placed on his knees, especially close to him.

Obviously grown up, but younger than usual.

Jin Linkun couldn't help it, turned sideways and rubbed his hair again: "Do you know where to go?"

Yu Sheng looked up.

He looked at Jin Linkun for a while, and then he realized what the other party was asking. After thinking carefully, he shook his head.

Jin Linkun chuckled and tapped his forehead: "Dare to come with me without knowing?"

His strength is very light, more like a touch between Sheng's forehead. The curved knuckles were stuck on the forehead for a while, and then slid down the bridge of the nose, scraping the tip of the lower nose with light weight.

"Whereever you want to go."

Yu Sheng didn't seem to be accustomed to this kind of movement. He squeezed the corner of his mouth gently and didn't hide. He circled his palm and looked down: "Wherever you go."

Jin Linkun smiled and was about to tell the truth. Yu Sheng suddenly pulled out two times in his pocket, and found a full handful of various snacks, all stuffed into his hand.

...No wonder the birthday party was halfway open, and Cen Rui suddenly looked around for a bag of snacks.

Watching the children calmly stuff colorful food into their hands, Jin Linkun coughed lightly and quickly wrapped around his shirt, turning sideways to block the driver's increasingly curious eyes in the rearview mirror: "Why? many?"

The last time Yu Sheng suddenly gave him this sugar in order to let him come back before eating. This time they are not separated, obviously not for this purpose.

Seeing that Yu Sheng was still stuffing two cans of Wangzi milk in his jacket pocket, Jin Linkun was almost unable to hold it, and he was able to catch the two cans of red milk: "Friend, your jacket has a big pocket... "

Yu Sheng opened the zipper and pulled out a large bag of Want Want Snow Cake.

Jin Linkun: "..."

The boy was tall, thin, and had no obvious hidden objects. When he went out, no one noticed that he had brought so many things.

Jin Linkun didn't ask him in the end why he suddenly gave himself snacks this time. Seeing that the driver in front was already curiously crazy, he almost had to raise his hand to broadcast and start chatting with the passengers in the back row. He coughed in time: "Master, just turn right at the intersection and you will arrive."

The driver gave an unusually regretful sigh.

Yu Sheng didn't respond a little, and still sat snugly next to him, holding the pile of small snacks, and looked up at him with his face.

Jin Linkun couldn't help pulling the corner of his lower lip.

"I keep it."

He looked at Yu Sheng's eyes, took the man over, wrapped his chest and shoulders, and bowed his head to kiss his hair: "All kept, take you home."

...

It was said that it was all kept. In the end, Jin Linkun's pockets didn't hold so many things, and he still persuaded and let Yu Sheng take half.

The old high-end residential districts in the city have strict access control, and foreign vehicles can only stop at the entrance of the residential district. Jin Linkun paid the fare and watched the driver driver who regretted not being able to leave, leading Yu Sheng through the entrance, while patiently teaching him to remember the way.

The weather tonight is the best in the past few days, there is no wind, no jacket is not too cold, there are more stars in the sky than usual.

Autumn is getting thicker every day, the leaves have started to fall, and a lot of them have accumulated on the sidewalk.

Yu Sheng bowed his head and picked up the place where there were leaves. He didn't seem to listen too seriously, and he followed him steadily. He didn't go wrong at all.

Rarely met when Yu Sheng was so obedient, Jin Linkun saw the pin and turned out the phone, and suddenly took his hand: "Yu Sheng."

Yu Sheng turned back.

Jin Linkun's eyes flicked and he pressed the shutter.

The child was holding a small snack, quietly, holding his hand by him, and stood beside him.

The stars were extremely bright, all reflected in Runze Mingjing's eyes.

When he got out of the elevator, Jin Linkun took all the snacks in his arms and asked Yu Sheng to get the key and open the door.

I don't know when the red string on the key was tied, or maybe it was inspired by the stainless steel whistle. Yu Sheng looked very calm, took the key from the neckline, bent down into the keyhole, twisted twice to open the door with a click, and looked up at him.

Jin Linkun couldn't help smiling, turned on the light and pulled the person into the house, bowed his head and kissed his forehead: "It's really amazing."

Jin Jin and Jin Jin are traveling around the world, no one at home. Jin Linkun locked the door instead, piled a brain of snacks on the cabinet of the porch, and bent down to get him slippers, but unexpectedly Yu Sheng also squatted down.

"What do you do when you squat down."

Jin Linkun chuckled lightly and raised his hand to touch his somewhat reddish ears: "Change shoes, no one at home, just two of us..."

The voice fell, and the boy's shoulders had been leaned over, his forehead pressed into his neck.

Yu Sheng has always had only a clean shower gel breath. Today, a little sweetness is mixed with sugar. The slight alcohol smell makes the body hot and vaguely reveals a little fresh peach flavor.

Jin Linkun only had time to raise his hand to hug him, and he rubbed it gently in the neck fossa. His mind was blank for a moment, and then he suddenly entered the atmosphere and thoughts of Yu Sheng.

"Here you are." Yu Sheng leaned on his neck for a while, propped himself up, and turned the last bag of potato chips out of his clothes. "Brother, this is delicious. Here you are."

He opened the bag of potato chips, swayed back and forth for a long time, found the largest one, picked it up and handed it to Jin Linkun's lips.

...

After a while, Jin Linkun suddenly realized.

This time Yu Sheng just wanted to give him.

No reason, not afraid of him leaving, not to get him back a little earlier.

I just wanted to give him what I liked and what looked delicious.

Jin Linkun's chest was a little hot, he touched the child's hair, and led him to stand together.

Yu Sheng pinched the potato chips and raised his eyes to look at him.

The black-and-white eye pupils were washed like water, clear and dark, with a little light, reflecting his shadow.

Jin Linkun took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment.

He lowered his head and held the potato chip.

Tomato flavor.

Jin Linkun was holding the potato chips, but did not bite it down. His fingers clasped behind his head: "Come."

Yu Sheng still didn't respond, holding his big bag of potato chips: "I still have, this one is the biggest, you--"

Jin Linkun gently took the bag of potato chips in his hand and hid behind him.

Yu Sheng was startled.

Jin Linkun lowered his head, his eyes quietly filled with his shadow, and circled the person between his chest and the wall with his arms.

Yu Sheng bent over and looked a little hesitantly for a while at the large bag he was hiding behind his back, pursing his lips, still grabbing his clothes.

The boy tilted his head slightly, his shoulders close to his chest and shoulders, biting down the only piece of potato chips left.

The sweet and sour powder with a touch of tomato, the cool lips, finally lightly applied unconsciously.