spring tide summer solstice

Chapter 49

The surroundings were quiet for several seconds, not to mention Huang Ke, even the other customers and shop assistants in the store were stunned.

Song Qingyao was the first to come to his senses. Although he did not shy away from his sexual orientation, he had never tried to do such a thing in public, so he immediately pushed Lin He away and wanted to go out.

Lin He guessed that he would have such a reaction, so he held his hand tightly and said, "Come with me."

So under the watchful eyes of everyone, Song Qingyao was dragged into the dressing room by Lin He.

Seeing the door closed, several clerks looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether to go up and knock on the door for a while, but Huang Ke walked away without saying a word with a livid face.

After listening to the movement outside the door for a while, Lin He turned his head. Song Qingyao turned to him and looked to the side. The part of his neck exposed by his collar was already red.

Hugging him into his arms from behind, Lin He whispered, "Senior, don't be angry."

Song Qingyao calmed down. Rather than being angry, he was more annoyed by Lin He's reckless way of doing things.

"Do you know that if it is exposed now, others will talk about you endlessly behind your back." Lin He was depressed because he didn't want to bring up the topic of illegitimate children. Song Qingyao reminded him immediately, but Lin He said, "I don't mind, They can say whatever they want."

Seeing Song Qingyao frowning tightly, Lin He remembered something, and asked uncertainly, "Do you not want others to know your sexual orientation?"

Sighing helplessly, Song Qingyao said, "No."

"So you're worried about me?" Lin He's brows were beaming with joy, and Song Qingyao glanced at him, almost laughing at his way of thinking: "I just don't want to have anything to do with Yang Tingwei."

"The best way not to get involved with him is to agree to stay with me." Lin He rested his chin on Song Qingyao's shoulder, wrapped his arms around his arms, and stroked his wrist that was just grabbed with his fingertips , "I saw that person arresting you, so I didn't think so much. Your hand is finally healed, and you took off the protective gear for tonight's date. How could you be hurt by that person again?"

"Who said it was for tonight..."

"Shh-"

The two looked at each other at a very close distance, Song Qingyao turned his face away, and Lin He saw the faint red marks emerging from the corners of his eyes.

Thinking of what he couldn't finish last night, Lin He inserted his finger between Song Qingyao's five fingers and clasped it, and asked softly, "Did you do it yourself last night?"

His answer was a gnashing of teeth, but lost the threat because of the feeling of shame: "Lin He!"

"Huh?" Lin He continued to step on Song Qingyao's bottom line back and forth, and slowly shook him in his arms, "Senior, I'm here."

The chest of the two of them was attached to the back, and the parts below the waist were so tight that there was no gap at all.Sensing Lin He bumping into him hintingly, Song Qingyao was overwhelmed, and was interrupted by two knocks on the door just as he was about to repair the guy who was making progress.

The clerk outside reminded politely: "Sir, is there a problem with the shirt just now? If you need it, you can tell us anytime."

Reluctantly letting go, Lin He replied impatiently: "I'm still trying, wait."

"Ok."

The clerk was afraid that some unexplainable behavior would happen inside, and now he heard Lin He's tone was normal, so he stood a few steps away and waited in peace.Soon the door opened from the inside, Song Qingyao came out, sat down on the sofa with a calm face, and took out his mobile phone to read.

Despite what happened just now, the clerks in the brand store are well-trained, and their eyes did not stop at him.Lin He tried on another shirt and the pair of trousers. He was very satisfied with what Song Qingyao chose, and finally matched it with a belt. It was past six o'clock when he left, and the two of them put the things back in the car and went 35 Level hotel restaurant.

Lin He provided the reservation information, and greeted them respectfully and took them to the rightmost row of seats overlooking the sea.Every table in this restaurant is far apart, even if you eat in the hall, you won’t feel restrained. Lin He decided to sit at the last table by the floor-to-ceiling window. Song Qingyao walked to the seat, but before he reached out his hand, the chair was pulled away opened.

Looking back at Lin He who was leaning on the chair, he sat down under the watchful eyes of the welcome and waiters. Lin He walked to the opposite side and sat down, took the menu handed by the waiter and said, "Help me sober up first."

"Okay, please wait a moment, both of you." The waiter bowed and left. Song Qingyao opened the menu at hand, and after only reading two pages, Lin He stood up, pulled the chair beside him and sat down.

Before he could open his mouth to drive people away, Lin He explained familiarly: "Sit closer like this." One hand reached under the table, and held his right hand through the tassels of the tablecloth, "It's convenient to hold hands."

There was a wall behind Song Qingyao, and the guests at the two tables in front and next to him didn't notice their side. Lin He said again, "Don't worry, others won't see it."

Even with the tablecloth and the angle blocking it, it was impossible for Song Qingyao to hold hands with Lin He like this.He pulled back and focused on the menu again. Lin He grasped the scale, opened the menu and discussed with him what to eat.

He never asked what day it was today, and seeing that Lin He hadn't said anything at this moment, he asked, "What's the good thing today?"

With his arms folded on the table, Lin He looked at him and smiled: "Well, today is a very important day for me."

Stretching his left hand into his coat pocket, pinching the Montblanc pen case with his fingertips, Song Qingyao continued to ask, "What is it about?"

Lin He still looked at him with a smile without saying a word, and only after a while did he say two words: "Guess."

The small crystal chandelier above his head wove a soft curtain of light, which fell from Lin He's forehead that had been sprayed with hairspray. The shadows on his nose and lips showed that the outline of this face was more three-dimensional, and the royal blue casual shirt he picked was also very elegant. Lined with the temperament of forests and valleys, it is suitable for the relaxed western food environment at the moment.

Seeing his own small reflection in those bright eyes, Song Qingyao suddenly realized that they were looking at each other again, curled his fingertips on the menu page slightly, and shifted his gaze to the floor-to-ceiling glass on the other side , to see the blurred moon shadow on the sea.

Lin He also turned his gaze away, and it was rare that he didn't say anything to tease him. He just picked up the water glass and took a few sips: "If you can't guess, order first, and I'll tell you later."

After the waiter went to place the order, Song Qingyao continued to enjoy the night view outside.

The location of the Petronas Twin Towers is really good, overlooking the Gulang Pearl not far away on the sea.Lights and fireworks come out from the green plants covering the island, like a forest with fluorescent lights on spring and summer nights.

Lin He also followed his gaze, and seeing him staring at the bright color on the sea, he asked, "Where is that?"

Song Qingyao rested his elbows on the table, put his chin on his palm and said, "Gulangyu."

Lin He said, "When will you take me there?"

Curving the corners of his mouth, Song Qingyao finally turned his gaze back to Lin He's face: "Let's see when you are free, and you will have to wait for the next rest at the earliest. My sick leave will expire in two days."

"Then next time." Picking up the red wine glass and shaking it, Lin He looked at the mellow liquid slowly sliding down the transparent glass wall and said, "Senior, try this wine."

The red wine served by the waiter is the chateau la flerupetrus ordered by Lin He, which is suitable for today's main dish of herbed fries lamb chops.Now that the appetizers are not served, Song Qingyao picked up the red wine glass and put it on the tip of his nose to sniff lightly. After shaking the wine glass slightly, he put it in his mouth and tasted it. After tasting it, he said: "The tannin is very silky."

"And the smell of black currants."

Lin He looked at him expectantly: "Do you like it?"

"Well, better than anything I've tried before."

"Just as long as you like it." Lin He pinched the stem of the goblet and touched his glass lightly, "I rarely drink red wine, draft beer and foreign wine are more suitable for me."

Song Qingyao took a sip, put down his glass and said, "Excessive intake of alcohol will reduce the volume of gray matter and white matter in the brain, slow down the metabolism of alcohol, easily cause skin dehydration, produce more free radicals than oxidants, and have a greater probability of various degenerations. disease."

The red wine almost leaked out of his mouth, Lin He raised his hand to beg for forgiveness: "Senior, can't you speak well and not endorse?"

Song Qingyao said flatly: "I've said it more than once, but it's useless."

As a doctor, how could Lin He not know this.He put down his glass, leaned his upper body against the edge of the table and approached Song Qingyao: "If I can sleep with you every day, then I can definitely quit drinking."

Turning his head to look at Gulangyu Island, Song Qingyao didn't answer this sentence, just at this time the waiter brought the plate, he spread the napkin on his lap, picked up a fork to eat the smoked salmon in the small glass bowl, and heard Lin He ask again: " By the way, who was that person just now?"

Swallowing the food in his mouth, he said, "The person who chased Yang Tingwei before."

Lin He also guessed it, but thinking of what he saw the night they reunited, he was a little uncertain and said: "So Yang Tingwei cheated more than once?"

Song Qingyao continued to fork the salmon meat: "I discovered it only once, I don't know about the others."

Seeing his usual expression, Lin He pondered for a moment and asked, "Then how long have you known him before being together?"

Losing a look at Lin He, Song Qingyao picked up the red wine glass and took a sip: "Shouldn't you be honest with yourself before asking others about their personal affairs?"

Grinning, Lin He held the back of his right hand with his left hand on the table: "I thought you weren't interested in everything about me."

Withdrawing his hand calmly, Song Qingyao ate the butter chicken crisp box on the other side, and soon heard Lin He say, "Actually, I'm afraid you will mind if I tell you."

"Mind what?"

"I've talked to girlfriends before."

"guessed."

Song Qingyao didn't react at all, and was still focusing on eating the buttered chicken crisp box. Lin He couldn't help asking, "You don't mind?"

Being looked at seriously by Lin He, Song Qingyao hesitated for a moment before answering: "What should I care about?"

In fact, if this problem happened to Song Qingyao, Lin He would not mind at all, after all, everyone has a past.Curving the corner of his mouth, Lin He forked a small piece of crispy garlic and handed it to his mouth: "Try this."

Song Qingyao took Lin He's fork and ate it by himself. After eating, he returned the fork to Lin He. When Lin He asked him if he liked it, he couldn't help laughing and said, "How much do you like to ask others this word?"

Lin He used the fork he had eaten to fork himself a piece, and before putting it into his mouth, he said: "I only asked you." After swallowing the mouthful, he finished the remaining half of the sentence, "I just want to know about you Like me or not."

The conversation came to an end here, and neither of them spoke again.The waiters served the dishes one after another. Song Qingyao looked at the Gulangyu Island in the depths of the night while eating. The focus of his vision could always get lost in those countless light clusters, and he became absent-minded when eating.

Lin He's attention was all on him, and whenever he saw him stop, he would clink glasses with him or feed him a mouthful of food.At first he would take it and eat it by himself, but the third time Lin He avoided his hand twice and insisted on feeding it.

The two looked at each other under the soft light of the crystal lamp. In the end, it was still Song Qingyao who lowered his eyes first. Just when Lin He thought he still refused, he slightly opened his lips and swallowed a small piece of apple pie on the fork. middle.

Seeing him closing his jaw and chewing slightly, Lin He's gaze rested on his slightly oily lower lip.Thinking of the sweet apple sauce brushing against his warm and soft lips, Lin He took a big sip from the wine glass, and then drank the cold water in the glass in one gulp.

After swallowing the sweet and sour apple pie, Song Qingyao thought that Lin He was thirsty from drinking too much, so he reminded: "Stop drinking, let the waiter serve you two glasses of ice water?"

There was still half of the red wine on the table, Song Qingyao drank one cup, Lin He drank three cups, such a small amount was not worth mentioning to Lin He, but he could feel the heat deep inside his body, the kind that wanted to Holding Song Qingyao tenderly, he wanted to vent his hotness.

With a slightly hoarse voice, Lin He nodded lightly: "Okay."

Walking out of the restaurant after dinner, Song Qingyao's fingers touched the pen box in the windbreaker pocket again.

Lin He still didn't say what day it is today. Now that the meal is over, he thought he would have to go home if he didn't give it away. He took out the rectangular packing box and handed it to Lin He: "This is a gift for you."

After receiving the beautifully packaged black box, Lin He asked in surprise, "Send it to me?"

"Well," Song Qingyao said with an expression as natural as possible, "You didn't mention what day it is today, so I just chose it at random."

Staring at the Montblanc LOGO on the box, Lin He asked, "Can I open it now?"

"can."

Carefully unwrapping the thin black ribbon tied vertically around the outside of the packaging box, Lin He opened the lid and saw a rather heavy fountain pen with pearlescent color on the body and cap lying in the middle of the box.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingyao would give himself a pen, Lin He took out the pen to look at it, and asked with a smile: "Senior, why did you think of giving me a pen?"

Song Qingyao observed his reaction, and saw that he didn't seem to like him, so he said, "I'm usually not very good at choosing gifts, and I happened to see Montblanc's store after shopping around."

"I've used his pen before. It looks good and writes smoothly. I want you to try it too."

Lin He nodded: "Then why did you choose another gift for me?"

"You said that the 30th is a very important day." Song Qingyao paused before continuing, "I think you asked for Optimus Prime on your own initiative, and even if it's packaged, there won't be any surprises, so I just want to buy another one together." for you."

But for a few short sentences, Song Qingyao found it more and more difficult to speak. He was stared at by Lin He without blinking, and he was so embarrassed that he wanted to turn around and leave.

Lin He, who had seen enough, looked back and looked at the beautiful sea blue pen body in the box. Just as he was about to take it out, Song Qingyao reached out to him: "If you don't like it, return it to me."

Lin He hurriedly took the box away: "Who said I don't like it!"

Taking out the pen and holding it in the palm of his hand, Lin He smiled triumphantly: "You bought this specially for me, and it is also the first gift I received this year. I want to keep it close to me."

His appearance reveals a little childishness, but he can feel that he really likes it.Ignoring the phrase 'personal collection', Song Qingyao wanted to suggest taking the car home, but he said: "Senior, this hotel has a semi-open-air swimming pool overlooking the sea, let's go swimming."

The climate in Xiamen at the end of April is suitable, and the indoor heated swimming pool is indeed a good place to relax, but Song Qingyao didn't bring swimming trunks out, and said, "Next time, I didn't bring anything today."

"I prepared new swimming trunks for you," Lin He said, "It's in the hotel room, just go up and get it."

The words 'hotel room' brought back the memory of those few days in Qingdao. Song Qingyao didn't hear Lin He mentioned about opening a room here, so he asked uncertainly, "Are you going to rest here at night?"

"It's not me, it's us."

Putting the pen back into the box carefully, Lin He laughed dimpledly: "Actually, today is my birthday, but I haven't had a happy birthday since I was 6 years old."

Taking his right hand, Lin He tightened his fingers to prevent him from pulling it back, looked at his surprised expression and said: "Your birthday was not happy this year, I just want to spend it with you on my birthday, It’s a make-up birthday for you.”

"I've prepared the gift for you too," Lin He lowered his voice a little while staring at the hotel elevator not far away, "I've racked my brains for a long time to choose, and it's very suitable." You keep it close to you."