My.

Shen Ke arrived a little faster than expected.

The temperature in the revolving restaurant is always constant, and the trench coat Shen Ke took off when he entered is resting at the crook of his elbow. He pauses at the bar and sees Lin Jian waving his hand from his seat before walking steadily over to him.

Although Xu Yang had just vowed to "play" him, it was hard not to be nervous when the man actually approached and stood in front of her.

It was the first time Xu Yang had seen him so closely in his waking state.

Shen Ke is very tall, but the whole person's temperament is very gentle, around the body obviously does not deliberately exude the overriding arrogance of those who have been in power for a long time, but every time and that pair of eyes calm eyes suddenly looked at, but still can feel a wave of invisible pressure.

The waiter pulls the seat back for Shen Ke, who casually hands over his jacket, sits down, nods and smiles, "Sorry to bother you."

"No, no." Not waiting for Lin Jian to open his mouth, Xu Yang took the lead and politely said, "It's my fault for interrupting, I haven't said thank you properly, if it wasn't for your help, I'd still be at the crew hotel being chased by paparazzi, how could I sit here and eat lunch peacefully."

"It's a favor, you're welcome." Shen Ke said.

When he finished speaking, he turned to Lin Jian and asked in a warm voice, "Have you finished ordering?"

Lin Jian sat next to Xu Yang, directly across from Shen Ke, and when he asked, he handed him the menu and said, "I've only added one more dish, do you want to see what else you want to eat?"

Shen Ke received the menu, flipped through two pages, then beckoned the waiter, and when the other approached, he pointed to the menu's illustration and informed, "Add a case of beef brisket soup, and replace the astragalus in it with tea tree mushrooms."

The waiter had never seen Shen Ke in person before, so he only treated him as an ordinary diner, hearing him say that, he just nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for the back kitchen, please wait."

Xu Yang, who is a self-starter and can't help but be curious when the waiter leaves, asks, "Isn't Astragalus Beef Brisket Soup good for the stomach and spleen, why did you replace it with Tea Tree Mushroom?"

"It's nothing." Shen Ke wiped his hands with a wet paper towel, looked up at Lin Jian when he heard this, and said in a faint voice, "Lin Jian doesn't like the flavor of astragalus too much, it's just that the effect of replacing it with tea tree mushrooms is the same."

Xu Yang: "......"

It's pretty good. I got full before I ate it.

Before long, the last two dishes were served, and the three men moved their chopsticks very quietly - sort of quietly at first.

At the beginning, Xu Yang suddenly touched Lin Jian's arm, and Lin Jian stopped his chopsticks and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Drinking soup before meals makes you slim and healthy." Xu Yang, with a smile on her lips, looked at Lin Jian and said, "Xiao Jian can help me get a bowl of soup."

"......" Lin Jian silently looked at him for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth twitching imperceptibly before he said nothing, picking up the bowl of soup next to Xu Yang's hand and helping him with a small bowl of soup and putting it over.

"Thank you, dear." Xu Yang received it with a calm demeanor, took a small sip without changing her face, her good-looking eyes narrowed slightly as she said contentedly, "You don't say, you really don't say, the taste of the soup made with tea tree mushrooms is really good."

"......"

Lin Jian says he wants to drink as much as he wants, but let's stop acting, okay?

The drama is a bit much bro.

For the rest of the meal, however, Xu Yang is very much at home, not being loud and rude, but also revealing a sense of unspoken intimacy with Lin Jian at all times.

For example, after tasting a chopstick stir-fried vegetables heart that dish, will to Lin Jian heart smile, while recalling the past while infinite nostalgia lamented: "To say that this dish, or you do the best flavor ...... Hey yes, do you remember, the original we went to school, there was a period of time every day You are in my house at noon to give me cooking to eat, if the time is a little bit tight, stir-fried vegetable heart is the first choice."

"It's not like I do it every day, right?" Lin Jian gave a breathless look and whispered, "You're not ......"

"Yeah, my handiwork according to you is far worse, as a result, it slowly became you do I eat, as a result, the mouth is fed by you to be difficult, and then eat the cafeteria, how to eat is not so much."

Lin Jian: "......"

It seems to make sense if you have to be so circular.

Another example is when Xu Yang is halfway through her meal and wants to get the tissue box at the table, but doesn't want to get up, so she asks Lin Jian to say, "Xiao Jian, can you stretch a tissue for me?"

Lin Jian handed over the tissue box directly, and he waved his fingers, which had just finished peeling the shrimp, in front of Lin Jian and said, "You help me, I've got something on my hands."

A few drops of soup did fall on Xu Yang's fingertips, and Lin Jian had no choice but to stretch out two paper towels, so Xu Yang wiped his hand directly with the one he was holding.

Lin Jian: "......"

So now it's time to start cosplaying people who can't take care of themselves?

By the end of the lunch, Xu Yang had neither gone too far out of line, but had clearly and directly thrown out the signal that "Lin Jian and I are very much in love".

But Shen Ke, on the other hand, was always calm, just a little more silent than usual when he and Lin Jian were eating, but this may also be because there are outsiders, so those hidden in the details of the tenderness, was silent convergence of some.

Even before General put down his chopsticks, Xu Yang stared at the dish in front of Shen Ke, gazing at it with her eyebrows for a few seconds, then suddenly whispered close to Lin Jian, whispering in his ear, "I don't think I've eaten much of that 'Shih Shi with Pearls' dish... ..."

Lin Jian subconsciously looked over, and saw Shen Ke's hand holding a glass of water pause slightly, and then put down the glass, and surprisingly personally replaced the dish in front of Xu Yang, smiling, "The flavor is quite authentic, try it, and if you like it, you can ask room service to send a copy to your room at dinnertime."

Lin Jian: "......"

Xu Yang: "......"

While Shen Ke goes to the bar to sign the order, Lin Jian and Xu Yang leave the restaurant first.

At the entrance of the restaurant, Lin Jian pinched his brow breathlessly, and it was hard not to whisper, "Your acting, isn't it slightly pompous?"

"Well, it's not bad." Xu Yang was feeling good about himself, while Shen Ke had not yet come over, quietly said, "But I Lin, brother can only help you to this point, our uncle's skill is really a bit high, it is difficult to measure the depth of ah ......."

"You say he in the end ate no jealousy, on no heart ah?" Xu Yang touched his chin and began to review, "how the whole performance is so calm, and finally gave me to change the dish ...... should not be directly end of the dish paste me in the face of it, how to also fucking strange manners?"

"......" Lin Jian watched Shen Ke walk through the porch door outside the bar and said helplessly, "Make it twice less, I'll never give you a ride again, no points for that day. I don't have the talent."

Shortly afterward, Shen Ke came over, stood in front of them and asked, "Are we done talking?"

"We're done talking." Xu Yang snaps, then asks Lin Jian, "Right, when are you going back to work after your vacation?" Xu Yang replied, then asked Lin Jian, "By the way, when will you go back to work after your vacation?"

"The day after tomorrow." Lin Jian said.

"Ah ...... so fast ah." Xu Yang 登时表现出不舍的神情来，语气也低沉下来，"还想你能多陪我几天呢。"

"It doesn't matter." Shen Ke smiled, "You can stay here in the hotel for a long time, whether Lin Jian is here or not, there's no need to have any worries."

"Wow!" Xu Yang laughed smoothly, "Then I'm really welcome to withdraw when the trouble passes after a while?"

Lin Jian is really a bit uneasy: "Are you sure it's okay? Theater group side ......"

"It's fine, don't worry." Xu Yang, with the attitude of a man who has been there before, waved her hand in a carefree manner and said, "The Internet has memories, but not many, especially in the entertainment circle, even the biggest news, basically only has a week's worth of heat, and after the week is over, when there are more eye-catching and fresher materials exposed, who cares about this matter of mine... -Don't forget, the entertainment industry's least short of big melons."

"OK." Lin Jian deliberated for a moment and said, "Then when you leave, I'll see the plane off."

Xu Yang stares at him for a moment, then takes a deep breath and makes a last-ditch effort to--

He suddenly stepped forward, gave Lin Jian a big hug, and said in a low, solemn voice, "Thank you, darling, I'm glad I have you!"

Lin Jian looked genuinely blank for a moment as he was hugged, and Xu Yang made the decisive move of letting go of him quickly and naturally before he could react by opening his mouth and saying goodbye with a smile, taking a small half-step backward.

Don't do it, Lin. I'm going out on a limb. It's for your own good!

As Xu Yang stepped back, Lin Jian glanced at Shen Ke, who was still in Zhou Zheng's posture, looking as normal as ever, and only raised his eyebrows lightly in the face of the sudden embrace that had just taken place in front of him.

Shen Ke's car was still waiting in the reserved parking space when he came out of the hotel gate.

When taking the elevator downstairs, both of them are slightly silent, Lin Jian is purely because he feels ashamed and autistic like not wanting to open his mouth, while Shen Ke ...... just don t know why.

Getting into the car, Lin Jian eased up on the embarrassment of having just been so middle-aged that his scalp went numb before asking, "Do you have any more work this afternoon?"

"Nothing important." Shen Ke paused, then asked, "You going back to the park tomorrow?"

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian nodded, "The schedule will slowly catch up after the new year, so we should be busy after a while."

"It's the last half day of free time." Shen Ke smiled a little and said, "I'll stay home with you to recuperate and drop you off tomorrow."

"No need to send." Lin Jian picked up, "I'll just ...... myself."

"Lin Jian." Shen Ke suddenly called out his name, Lin Jian's words abruptly stopped, and saw Shen Ke turned his head, looked at him with a very light but somewhat oppressive gaze, and calmly repeated, "I'll give you a ride tomorrow. I'll drive you tomorrow."

"......" Lin Jian was stunned for a moment, and finally nodded hesitantly, "Okay."

When they arrived home, the aunt who came back to work after the festival was throwing a frisbee in the yard with PiYan, seeing the two of them come back together, PiYan immediately pounced with the frisbee in his mouth and rubbed himself against the person in a lax manner.

Unable to resist the dog's abrasiveness, the two of them spent another half day playing in the yard with Pee Wee, waiting for the dog's son to get tired of playing and be led away by his aunt to be fed and watered before they went inside to their rooms.

After washing her hands in the first floor restroom, Shen Ke asks, "Want to take a nap?"

"Sleep for a while." Lin Jian thought for a moment and said, "You got up earlier this morning, do you want to join me?"

Shen Ke laughed a little and took him by the shoulders up the stairs, "Together, I'll sleep with you for a while."

Since the night of New Year's Eve, Lin Jian had not returned to the guest bedroom. At this time, the two of them changed into housecoats, Lin Jian lay on the inside of the king-size bed, and Shen Ke casually pulled a thin blanket over him and said softly, "Close your eyes."

Lin Jian slightly sidled down, his hand hidden under the blanket hooked around Shen Ke's little thumb, and then obediently closed his eyes.

Originally only intended to take a nap for a few moments, but may have seen Xu Yang, a big stone in the heart fell to the ground, this sleep is much deeper than expected, and when Lin Jian dazedly opened his eyes, only to find that the sky outside the window is dark, and the side of the body has long been empty.

There was no sleeping light in the room, and Lin Jian rose in the dim light, stepped barefoot on the shag carpet, and went to pour a glass of lukewarm water to moisten his parched throat before pushing his way out of the bedroom.

The entire second floor of the villa was unusually quiet, except for the door of the study, which was hidden, transmitting a bright light residual shadow.

Lin Jian quietly walked over, pushed open the door, and saw Shen Ke sitting behind the long case in the study, practicing calligraphy.

Shen Ke lowered his eyes and didn't raise his head, but after Lin Jian took a few steps closer, he opened his mouth and asked softly, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

"There's floor heating, it's not cold." Lin Jian walked over to him, sat down on the floor, and asked, "When did you get up, and why didn't you wake me up?"

"Seeing that you were sleeping heavily, I didn't have the heart." Shen Ke replied in a faint voice as he kept writing.

Lin Jian stopped talking, but he couldn't help but take a breath when his eyes fell on the long, ripe Xuan Xuan under Shen Ke's pen.

It is said that a character is like a person, and Shen Ke's character is even more so.

In Lin Jian's impression, Shen Ke's strokes have always been relaxed, free and unrestrained, yet calm and steady, with a strong sense of style and elegance.

But right now, this Xin Qiji's words were originally majestic, bold and stirring, with Shen Ke's breath like a rainbow smooth and wild style of writing, more and more appear to be indulgent and volatile, the momentum of the majestic, sound and unrestrained--.

"The guest has been away for a long time, but the good scenery is for you to stay. The West Tower is a place where you can enjoy the scenery, so why ask for more? The moon is bright and shines down on me, and the rivers flow in my heart. The whale drink has not swallowed the sea, the sword has already crossed the fall.

The wild light is floating, the sky is vast, and things are beautiful. The Central States left hate, I do not know how many people tonight sad. Who remembers that the hero is old, not to say that fame assortment, decision-making is still long. This matter is not easy to say, in the coming day and help the head."

Lin Jian, who is also in this field, suddenly became so hot that he couldn't take his eyes off of it.

When Shen Ke's last stroke was settled, Lin Jian suppressed his wildly beating heart and asked in a trembling voice, "...... How do you write this?"

Shen Ke threw the purple hair into the brush wash and replaced it with a parthenocarpus before saying, "It's nothing, just meditating, just writing."

Lin Jian didn't doubt it and just blurted out, "Teach me."

Shen Ke's hand dipping the pen into the ink gave a slight lurch, raising his eyes to look over at him for half a second before asking, "Teach you?"

Lin Jian nodded his head, his eyes still fell on the scroll, said: "Since childhood, you have told me that the practice of calligraphy meditation can wash away the restlessness, teach me most of the Pro are regular script and official script, such as rows and cursive ...... technique essentials but did not teach me."

Not only that, but he had never seen Shen Ke's brushstrokes before, and now that he had caught a glimpse of them, it was hard to take his eyes off them.

Shen Ke held the pen in silence for a moment, a little sporadic smile floated out from the bottom of his eyes and asked, "Want to learn?"

Lin Jian blinked and nodded thoughtfully.

"...... line." Shen Ke did not know what to think of, suddenly threw the parthenocarpal in his hand toward the desktop, backhanded Lin Jian's wrist, and gently brought the person into his arms.

Lin Jian, who sat on Shen Ke's lap unawares: "???"

"What are you ......" Lin Jian turned back in confusion, slightly wide-eyed and surprised, "doing?"

"Not for nothing." Shen Ke easily clamped down on Lin Jian's wrists with one hand and said in a faint voice, "Collect some payment."

"......" Lin Jian side of the neck gradually rise hot, this twist is indeed never expected, but pause for two seconds, he grabbed Shen Ke's other hand that has already undone his two buttons, from the gap between the lips to squeeze out a few words,... "...... receive what payment?"

Shen Ke's long fingers picked, the drawstring on someone's body which was the head of the family's legs was instantly untied, the thin pants slid down, Shen Ke's eyes paused briefly on the pair of long, straight legs before he raised his eyes and replied calmly and gently, "Fetch the juice to moisturize the ink."

And then, with a flexed arm, he bent the man over the long case.

"......"

"...... Shen Ke!" Lin Jian has never had such an absurd blush, but in this situation, but completely unable to move. His upper body folded down on the desk, even the original elegant lingering ink fragrance at the end of his nose at this time seems particularly lush and hypnotic, he tried his best to twist his head, enduring the blood and heat that roiled up at the back of his neck and shoulders, gasping voice, "...... you don't bully people."

"You call this bullying?" Shen Ke's face was calm, but his other hand traveled down the youth's lean and thin waistline, "I thought it was like that minute-to-minute call in the middle of the day."

"...... Well!" Abruptly, Lin Jian tilted his head up, his neck and back of the shoulder formed a taut line, and a gasp was swallowed at the end of his teeth.

Shen Ke, on the other hand, is always calm, his eyes are as quiet as water, and his hands are easy to use.

Rational thought was incinerated as if by a sudden swirl of flames, but Lin Jian, in his trance, finally realized that something was wrong.

"...... Shen Ke," he called out his name in a steady shaking voice.

"Say."

"...... You're not angry, are you?"

Behind him, unexpectedly, a deep chuckle, and two seconds apart, Shen Ke asks in a flat voice, "Why should I be angry?"

Finger rubbing force steeply aggravated by a few points, Lin Jian rested on the desktop fingers clenched into a fist all of a sudden, he tried his best to endure, trembling voice asked, "Are you ...... jealous because of what happened at noon?"

Shen Ke smiled at the hand a beat, then weeks and repeated, low laugh: "Want to see me jealous, or want to see me lose my temper?" Finger bone from the bottom to the top of a not light and not heavy stroke, and light voice, "That's why and other people together to play a drama to me to see?"

"No." Lin Jian's nose drenched in drops of sweat fell onto the paper, suddenly swimming away from the pale and wild ink, "I--"

"Don't talk." Shen Ke sounded compelled, but with a hint of supreme calm, "If you want to see it, it's yours."

Said palm suddenly heavy rolling rubbed, Lin Jian spine suddenly arched a nearly bent arc, a moment later, and like all the body force were removed and withdrawn, forehead vainly against the long case in front of the above.

The room was silent, with only Lin Jian's out-of-frequency, disorganized panting and heartbeat, and it was only at this point that Shen Ke finally let him off the hook.

Lin Jian leaned over the table top with a loss of strength, with a few moments of confusion and indistinctness in his expression, while in the next second, he turned his head sideways, and his originally scarlet and abnormal face once again instantly burst into red.

He watched as Shen Ke suspended his fingers above the ink slab on the table with a serene look on his face, the liquid from his fingertips snaking down, drops slipping into the thick ink.

The black and white mix is minimal and colorful.

"......"

The image was so shocking and horrifying that Lin Jian could only stare slightly, but had completely lost the ability to think.

Shen Ke stretched a piece of tissue paper and wiped his fingers casually, but he really picked up the pen again, and dipped the tip of the brush into the ink stone and stirred it.

"Shen Ke!" Lin Jian had just clearly not made a sound, but at this moment his voice was a muffled mess, and when you listened closely there was also a trace of imperceptible trepidation, "...... What are you doing? "

He tried to struggle to get up, but was once again gently pressed back down by Shen Ke's warm palm.

"It is not for me to teach you." Shen Ke said, "Now that you've got the ink, you can wet your pen."

"You ......"

In the next second, Shen Ke lifted his brush with a hanging wrist, and swiftly dropped the brush on Lin Jian's thin spine, which was still drenched in the color of blood and a thin layer of sweat that had not faded for a long time.

Lin Jian only felt a sudden numbness in his scalp--

Hairline blades mingled with wet sweat as they traveled over the skin, millimeters touching and swimming with a touch so subtle in the extreme that one almost dared not breathe.

Although his mind had become a thick paste, the moment Shen Ke stopped writing, Lin Jian still reacted to what he had written as an afterthought.

The writing is steady and quiet, with only two words--

Mine.

A bead of sweat on his forehead slid down the bridge of his nose and out of the corner of his eye, and Lin Jian closed his eyes for a moment.

Throughout the process, Shen Ke was calm in both his demeanor and face, maintaining his usual calm and collected demeanor.

But this is the first time Lin Jian has truly, physically felt Shen Ke's darkness hidden under the calm and deep exterior.

It was like a silent burning flame of ghostly blue, extremely calm and extremely crazy.

The place of study, ink and fragrance. Originally is to store the wind rhyme elegant side of the world, but at the moment has become a tender place of indulgence HuLai.

Cold and quiet youth lying on top of the book case, white and thin body without an inch, the back of the ink marks mottled and interlaced, only the two words, like force through the spine, poking straight into the center of the heart.

Mine.

Lin Jian gently closed his eyes in the mess.

A voice in the back of my mind, however, hissed and screamed--

Cut it out, goddamn Xu Yang.