Chapter 153: Unbridled Surges

After Xie Qingcheng and He Yu finish their meal, He Yu still doesn't want to let Xie Qingcheng go.

After thinking about it, she pestered him again, "Brother Xie, you've been with me for so long, so accompany me to the bar for a while. Anyway, today is also the weekend, no need to work or study ......"

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

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

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

He Yu : "Ahem...... you just stay with me one more time?"

"No."

"It's my twentieth birthday--"

"I'm done with you for last night."

He Yu thought about it, and suddenly something came to his mind.

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

Xie Qingcheng frowns, "What?"

"It's the time I helped you make the PowerPoint, didn't you say you want me to persuade the absentees in your class back, if I persuade more back than you, it's counted as you lose, and if you lose, you have to agree to my request ......"

Xie Qingcheng couldn't remember, but from what he said, it seemed like something like that.

"Didn't I promise you anything else?"

"No, I've been in arrears."

Xie Qingcheng frowns, "Really?"

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

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

He Yu nods.

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

He's totally bagging a mistress gigolo.

He Yu inclined his face for a moment and said, "It's not far away, let's walk there together, it's a good time to eat."

On weekends, the Bund is crowded with foreign tourists looking around, couples walking hand in hand, older men and women taking pictures on their cell phones, and blonde night runners. ......

Two men walking side by side in the middle of it, doesn't make anyone think twice.

Or maybe the city is so tolerant and magical that even the old ladies selling flowers don't care if the couple is of the same sex or opposite sex, or even if they are just coworkers or friends, they just go up and sell roses and flowers.

"Handsome guy, buy a flower for your girlfriend ......"

"Uncle, buy a flower for your wife."

"Little girl, buy a flower, it doesn't matter if you don't buy it, just think of it as a gift from grandma. Here, take it, take it."

Flower saleswomen know this well and understand that the best people to sell to, other than men who like to save face in front of their girlfriends, are little girls.

Little girls tend to be soft-hearted, and the older women shove the flowers over, saying it's free, but in fact they have already woven a web of favors - which unsophisticated girl would bear to take advantage of a sideburned old woman? At the end of the day, you will always be embarrassed to pay.

Auntie Flower Seller dodged the city police and drove around in circles, finally coming to Xie Qingcheng and He Yu.

The business opportunity is not to be missed, and two men can market it, and the amazons have long understood that these days there is a man, called that, called calcium!

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

He said and handed over a delicate red rose.

Xie Qingcheng felt sorry for the old woman, but was not willing to buy flowers for He Yu, thought about it, or said sorry, stuck his pockets and left.

In this way, He Yu will be pestered by the old woman.

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

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

The old woman pursued the attack, "He is the most handsome on this street."

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

"Hey ......," the old woman froze.

Even in the busiest place in this part of Huzhou, peddling flowers is not that easy. The old lady looked at the amount of money in her cell phone and was a bit disbelieving. By the time she reacted, He Yu had already picked a half-bloomed red rose and followed Xie Qingcheng's back.

The forward-thinking old woman from Huzhou mumbled out the flower-selling wish she had repeated countless times, "I wish you health and happiness ...... Oops, no, I wish you a hundred years of good luck?"

He Yu took a rose and returned to Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng glanced at him, "Buy this for what."

"Joyful and charitable."

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

The two of them walked side by side for a while, and because He Yu was holding flowers in his hand and Xie Qingcheng was a handsome man, he received a lot of stares from young girls along the way.

Xie Qingcheng gradually felt a little uncomfortable.

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

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

Fair enough.

Even Xie Qingcheng can't refute it.

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

"Almost there."

Xie Qingcheng originally thought that He Yu was going to take him to what the demons of the Pan Si Cave, have done a good job of willing to gamble and accept defeat as a home away from home, but did not expect, He Yu finally took him to a long history of a hundred years of the hotel, that hotel is in Shanghai with the British Concession established in the period of one hundred years after several changes of name, has received countless celebrities and dignitaries, as if there is a piece of brick in the past legend of the foreign world or a thrilling or charming and colorful, as well as the past. Each brick and mortar seems to contain a section or thrilling, or charming and colorful legend of the past of the foreign field.

When you enter the hotel, there are folds of history everywhere. The oldest air conditioning system is still in operation, a totem of a lurcher on the towering frieze guards the peace of the hotel, and the piano in the center of the dining room is a century old, and comedian Chaplin's fingers once leapt joyfully over the keys.

And in a corner of the first floor of the hotel, there is a seemingly low-key and unobtrusive jazz bar that is actually very well established.

The bar band's special place, is that the performers are all in the age of seventy years old or older, so also known as the old man jazz band, the old wine sinking altar, calm and relaxed, the sound of the tunes have years of reflection, the flavor of the other bands is difficult to imitate. Foreign presidents who came to Shanghai were also curious and came to hear them play.

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

In the heat of the moment, He Yu forgets that on weekends, senior jazz bands are so well attended that small pubs are often unable to accommodate them and reservations are required.

Just had to say, "No."

But reluctantly, he casts another charm.

"Miss, we're from the northeast, over the border in Mohe, and we've come 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 of the guests leave early, that's fine too."

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

It's a shame this guy didn't go to the acting program.

The Northeastern accent is loaded.

The welcoming beauty saw He Yu's sincere words, handsome looks, and a pair of almond eyes eagerly looking at herself, and actually felt a bit embarrassed, so even though it was out of order, she still wavered for a moment before twisting her waist, "Then I'll help you go in and take a look."

He Yu : "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 pretty girl blushed and fluttered off on her high heeled errands.

Xie Qingcheng : "...... You are too immodest."

He Yu leaned on the welcome table and looked at him with smiling eyes, "The first day you knew I wasn't serious?"

A few minutes later, the beautiful woman went and returned, saying in a warm and soft voice, "There's an extra seat in the corner, please come in, both of you."

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 inside the jazz bar is like a time-travel overlaid with space.

Xie Qingcheng, a native of Huzhou, had never been to this place before, and it looked like a piece cut out of an old American movie, like a European or American bistro from the World War II era.

"The floors, fans, and brick walls here are all original from when the hotel was first built a hundred years ago." He Yu saw Xie Qingcheng looking at the kind of wooden fan blades that are now long extinct outside, and said with a smile, "How about it, I didn't make things difficult for you and didn't take you to the Pansi Cave, did I."

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

I didn't realize that my previous thoughts were actually seen by He Yu.

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

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

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

Xie Qingcheng : "You have a birthday, you should."

He Yu stares at the drink list for a moment, his mind starting to wander.

Xie Qingcheng This person is not bad at drinking, but he has a special physique, when he drinks, he will easily lose his strength, and his body will be hot and red. He Yu thought, the heart itchy, softly asked the bartender a few words, ordered two seem to taste very sweet, in fact, the alcohol content is not too low fruit wine.

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

Even Xie Qingcheng, who is not very sentimental, thinks it looks great.

"Try it, it tastes great, with a grapefruit flavor."

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

The atmosphere of the bar is very good, most of the people who come here to listen to the music and that ancient flavor to come, the stage of the old man indulgently and casually playing some of the classics, there are also dressed in vintage female singing lyrics: "love you hate you, ask you know, like a big river a hair not to be collected, turn a thousand bends, turn a thousand beaches, but also has not calmed down the fight in this! ......"

He Yu listened to the lyrics, listened to the love you hate you, asked you to know, he looked at Xie Qingcheng wordlessly, while Xie Qingcheng concentrated on listening to the performance on the stage, until the end of the song, the applause sounded.

It was only then that Xie Qingcheng noticed He Yu looking at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, I enjoyed seeing you listen."

When He Yu hits a straight ball, Xie Qingcheng can also catch it.

The so-called word "shyness" would not appear in the Xie Qingcheng dictionary. However, he would still feel his heart's door tremble because of this straight ball, vaguely, making him feel uneasy and tingling.

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

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

"When?"

"Oh, second and third year."

Xie Qingcheng : "Can minors enter?"

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

"......"

"Music is not guilty." He Yu said, "I'm not 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 non-alcoholic and I was good."

Xie Qingcheng looked at him in a credulous manner.

He Yu smiled, "Really. See you never caught me drinking even when you gave me a physical exam back then."

Xie Qingcheng has a very subtle feeling.

He thought of He Yu in his second and third years, when he acted like a grandson in front of him, almost tattooing the words "honor student" on his face.

How could he have known that He Yu was going to come to jazz with a fake I.D. and act like a human being? If he had known then, he would have broken He Yu's legs.

It's too late now.

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

The Bistro plays a lot of tunes, all classics.

Unconsciously, after almost two hours, the bartender's drinks renewed a few rounds, He Yu looked under the hazy warm yellow light, see Xie Qingcheng has some thin drunk, this man with some drunkenness is always very beautiful, like peach blossoms falling on the ice, colorful and stirring, how many times to see is not enough.

As he watched, a sudden clamor arose from the side of the tavern bar, and the band on stage, as if they knew it, played a love song that had already been prepared.

--It turned out that there was a couple to propose. They had met at this tavern, so the groom greeted the jazz band early, and the bar's ceiling suddenly pulled back dozens of strings of colorful bar pulls, and shimmering crumbs of stars and moons fell like snowflakes, landing on the shoulders of the crowd.

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations! A hundred years of goodwill!"

The tavern's patrons were delighted to see such a jubilant scene, not to mention that the groom, after proposing and embracing his bride, gave a grandiose tug of his voice: "I'll pay for all the drinks for everyone here tonight! Everyone, feel free to order whatever you want!"

The atmosphere then became more lively.

Originally, in this kind of bar, the guests were all about enjoying the music, and every night was like a mini recital. But this night was an exception, as an elderly jazz band played upbeat dance music songs, and an excited groom pulled his fiancée to dance on the old red tiles.

Such a warm and happy atmosphere was contagious, and the people of the tavern rose from their seats in twos and threes, laughing and twisting and spinning with their fellows, whether they could dance or not.

"Rose Rose, the most delicate, Rose Rose, the most colorful, blooming on the branches in spring and summer, Rose Rose, I love you ......"

The song is corny, but it's just right in this atmosphere.

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

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

More wine and a rare loosening of the heart.

Xie Qingcheng was very satisfied with what he saw, and at this time, He Yu suddenly stood in front of him, owed him a smile and took his hand: "Sir, can I ask you to dance?"

Xie Qingcheng said he was drunk, but also sober.

He just likes to watch the others dance, lethargically not wanting to move himself, "I don't know how."

He Yu thought for a moment and changed his line, "Sir, can I teach you a dance?"

"......"

Seeing Xie Qingcheng's lack of response, He Yu took his speechlessness as consent and pulled him towards the dance floor.

Xie Qingcheng naturally did not feel good about ditching him, there were a lot of people around, so others would pay attention to them instead. And to be honest, dancing is not a great thing, this kind of sociable entertainment, the figure is not to see who dances well, but just a lively atmosphere. Europe and the United States often appear in the movie, he has never killed a pig, has not seen a pig run?

"Come on, left foot step forward, then right foot ...... hand do not care, have me pull you, not ...... ouch!"

He Yu was stepped on by Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng raises an eyebrow, "Does it hurt?"

Nonsense, how can a 5'8" man's kick not hurt?

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

One of his hands intentionally or unintentionally rested on Xie Qingcheng's waist, Xie Qingcheng is also drunk, and He Yu together and more or less accustomed to, not much reaction.

He Yu's heart throbbed, and he gripped it tighter, he felt that Xie Qingcheng's waist was really thin, and it seemed to have some kind of magnetism, so that he had to spend a great deal of restraint, in order to manage not to strangle Xie Qingcheng hard and carry her into his arms.

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

Another kick.

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

Xie Qingcheng frowned, he didn't realize that it was actually so hard for a pig to run.

He was just playing around, but since he couldn't learn it, he took it more seriously. Not only did he listen carefully to what He Yu was saying, but he also watched intently for a while how the good dancers next to him did their steps.

Then Prof. Xie Da probably felt enlightened.

Very confidently, "Please."

He Yu thought it was interesting that he was learning the dance steps in such a half-drunk and unconvinced manner, but he just couldn't show it, so he feigned composure and gave his hand to Xie Qingcheng once again, wrapping his other arm around the other's waist.

"Left foot, yes, good, come over a little, right foot, left again ...... good, right again ...... again-"

Another kick.

He Yu: "......"

Xie Qingcheng : "......"

Seeing Xie Qingcheng frowning and looking at the ground in a less than pleasant manner, he seemed a bit puzzled. He really didn't fucking believe it.

He Yu held back for a while, finally was unable to hold back, snorted a laugh and lowered his head, and at the same time took advantage of the fact that the bar in HUZZU was not very likely to care about this, and took Xie Qingcheng into his arms, his chin against his head, and then lowered his eyelashes, and his lips imperceptibly kissed at the top of Xie Qingcheng's hair.

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

Xie Qingcheng sniffed and was slightly more acceptable.

OK, it seems that it's not that I'm not enlightened enough, but that drinking too much does affect my play.

He Yu this grandson malicious intent, ordered the fruit wine sweet drink down, but the aftertaste is very strong, Xie Qingcheng gradually really a bit dizzy, he subconsciously feel that he should not and He Yu so hugging on the dance floor to do these things, he wanted to push him away.

But He Yu's strength was so strong that he seemed to gently and rudely hoop him, gently rocking to the rhythm of the music, his low, slow voice coaxing in his ear, "Dance a little longer, huh?"

"Dance your ass off ......"

Xie Qingcheng did not say anything, He Yu took him to a more corner place, where the light is darker, farther away from the crowd, no one will pay attention to it, and there he embraced Xie Qingcheng ambiguously and lingeringly swaying for a while, only to feel his heart getting hotter and hotter, and his desire for love getting more and more unstoppable.

Then he changed to a safer angle, forced Xie Qingcheng to lift his face in the darkness, pressed him against an unnoticed corner, and gazed at Xie Qingcheng's eyes from a close distance, Xie Qingcheng's pupils were very dark, with some wine-colored aftertaste that gradually came up.

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

Perhaps because of the atmosphere, Xie Qingcheng's voice also followed suit and lowered, he knew that He Yu was talking about himself, but he didn't like to be called pretty, so he reached out and hooked his hand around He Yu's candy-colored casual tie and looked at him askance, "Says who. I'll give you a chance."

He Yu chuckled lowly, "Says my wife." The hand went down and rested on the back of his waist according to the dance.

Xie Qingcheng's slender fingers stuck in his bow tie, hooked him over, and slapped him not too gently, "...... I don't think you're fucking awake."

"If I'm not awake, then we could be in my room right now."

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

His waist and hips swayed gently with the music, getting closer and closer to Xie Qingcheng, almost close to his body in the slow dance, his tight and full pecs brushing against the other's lapel from time to time during the slow dance.

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

"Originally, I was tired of living, but after having you I just don't think I'll live long enough."

He Yu, with a smile, touched his lips, one at a time, but not for long, but as if to take fire, igniting an increasingly hot atmosphere between them, and then--

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed him heavily.

"Shea ......"

The kiss was deep and hot, and when it ended, the tip of his nose was still gently rubbing against it.

The song continued, and the twenty year old was at this moment hugging his drunken sweetheart with unavoidable greed.

He's his rose.

He loved him dearly and wanted to pick him up, and his heart was like a tide that could not be held down.

I don't know if it was because he had been dancing for too long or something else, but the teenager's breathing was slightly rapid, and his black eyes met Xie Qingcheng's eyes in the hazy light.

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

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

He Yu was against him, constantly swaying to the dance music.

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

"Brother."

He Yu said softly.

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

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

"Hot again."

"...... Then undress."

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

"Stay where you are."

He Yu ignored his bullshit, still rubbing against him slow dance, the knot in his throat rolled. He called Xie Qingcheng wife for the first time yesterday when he was in the depths of his feelings, and it was quite exciting. Now the atmosphere is just right, and Xie Qingcheng is still a little bit drunk and won't take it too seriously, so he couldn't help but take the opportunity to mooch off and call him twice, and then said in a low, deep voice, "Wife, I want you to take it off. "

"......" Why are you even speaking English?

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

He Yu was taken advantage of verbally, but did not get angry, instead he joked with him in a submissive manner, "Godfather, then you spoil me."

"......"

"Want you favored now."

"......"

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

Xie Qingcheng still had some coldness between his drowsiness, "Don't you dare."

He Yu paused for a moment, his eyes seeming to darken considerably as a result.

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

"Get a room."