I want to talk to the author about life

Chapter 18 Matcha

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Fang Mubo crossed his fingers on the table, watching Tang Chao slowly turn the cup.The young man's glasses were covered with a thin layer of mist by the heat, and his drooping eyelashes were curled up and long. Fang Mubo suddenly wanted to take off Tang Chao's glasses and take a closer look at his eyes.

"It's still about last night." Tang Chao took a sip of tea. The black tea was very strong and bitter. He was afraid that he would not be able to sleep at night and dared not drink more. He took a few sips and put down the cup. Not in a good state, unable to talk about my thoughts."

Fang Mubo knew roughly what Tang Chao would talk to him about, and said, "It's okay, it's not too late to say it now."

Tang Chao took a deep breath, looked at him, and said solemnly: "First of all, I would like to apologize to you. I was really surprised yesterday. I turned around and left as soon as my brain got hot. When I went back, I thought it was really rude. I hope you don't Comparing with me."

Fang Mubo is not used to Tang Chao's polite words and sentences. Usually, people talk to him like this in the business field, and there are really few times in private.He waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't be so polite. If you don't mind, just call me Brother Sheng. I was the one who was rude yesterday, so I mentioned this to you without any preparation. I know you have never thought of developing a relationship with the same sex before. It wouldn’t be normal if you could accept it right away.”

Tang Chao smiled, lowered his eyes and took a sip of his tea, before speaking again after a while: "Sorry, it might be a bit offensive to say that, I didn't know you were..."

He paused for a moment, suddenly didn't know what word to use, GAY?gay?gay?Which seems to be very impolite.

"I don't know if I'm gay?" Fang Mubo said it for him with a smile. He squinted his eyes slightly, perfectly concealing his emotions—this kid is really cute.

Tang Chao's nose was steamed with a little sweat. He touched his nose, lowered his head and let out a muffled hum, obviously feeling embarrassed, and said softly: "I thought that when something like that happened, you would Resist as much as I do."

"This has nothing to do with my sexual orientation." Fang Mubo said seriously: "No matter if you are controlled to do something you don't want to do, you will feel conflicted personally, but you have never thought of contacting the same sex before. , is more uncomfortable than me."

He said with a chuckle: "But I was very lucky, and I was with you later, and I never resisted it."

Tang Chao was caught off guard, and he blinked. He didn't speak, and his expression was quite calm, but Fang Mubo keenly noticed that his ears were red.Tang Chao squeezed the handle of the small teacup tightly, took two seconds to digest the emotions in his heart, took a deep breath, and tried his best to be as polite as possible: "Let's not talk about anything else, we have only met four or five times, so you just say you want Don't you feel very impulsive to come and chase me?"

The smile in Fang Mubo's eyes deepened. He silently tapped the table with his index finger a few times and said, "I never do anything on a whim."

Tang Chao frowned slightly: "But we don't know each other well enough."

"It doesn't matter, we still have a lot of time, we can get to know each other slowly." Fang Mubo invited the waiter to order a matcha cake, "I believe that even if you can't fall in love at first sight, there will always be love over time."

Tang Chao helped his forehead helplessly. He could see that Fang Mubo's attitude was very firm. He might return in vain this trip.

The cake came up quickly and was placed in front of Tang Chao. Fang Mubo remembered it clearly when Tang Chao packed a copy and took it home when he came here.When Tang Chao saw the cake placed in front of him, he was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and asked Fang Mubo, "For me?"

Fang Mubo smiled softly: "I remember you like this, eat it."

This man... Tang Chao's palms were sweating a little. He rubbed his trousers lightly. He couldn't refuse, so he could only say thank you, picked up a small fork and lowered his head to eat a mouthful of matcha cake.The unique bitter taste of tea powder diffused from his mouth. Tang Chao really loved this taste. When he was a child, he would buy a matcha from the cake shop on the corner every week after learning the piano when he was a child.

Speaking of it... Since this world is a book, the focus must be on his love-hate entanglements with those big brothers. His childhood life should not be described in detail, but Tang Chao remembers his childhood quite well. clear.His earliest memory is being pinned on the seat of his father's old cross-bar bicycle when he was two years old, and he vaguely remembers many things from kindergarten to high school.He chewed the cake, thinking that this is the so-called author who is only responsible for creating characters and constructing the basic world view and plot, and the rest will be automatically perfected by the world?

Forget it, think about what to do, and find trouble for yourself.Tang Chao swallowed the last bite of the cake, put down his fork, and raised his head just in time to catch Mu Bo's gaze above him.

Fang Mubo kept looking at Tang Chao, and the child was so absorbed in eating that he didn't realize he was looking at him.

Young and immature face that has not completely faded, the tip of the hair has just swept the short hair around the ears, bright eyes that have not yet been stained with much sophistication.Not yet 21 years old, Fang Mubo raised his hand and touched his face. He will be 29 in July. Is there too much Tang Dynasty tide?

I don't know if Tang Chao will think he is old in the future.Fang Mubo shook his head with a smile when he thought of this, he hadn't even written the horoscope yet, what was he thinking about.

The next second Tang Chao raised his head, obviously shocked by his slightly self-deprecating expression.

...Just eating a cake, what happened to him?

Tang Chao wiped his mouth with a tissue, cleared his throat, put his hands on his lap, straightened up and said, "No matter what, I still... can't accept it."

Tang Chao couldn't say anything more ruthless because of his short mouth, but Fang Mubo didn't care at all, he waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I made it very clear last night, I will always pursue you, until you want."

Tang Chao still felt completely ridiculous: "But..."

"Give me a chance." Fang Mubo took a sip of tea and said softly, "How can you know if you don't try?"

Tang Chao stared at him for a few seconds, sighed, and did not insist on refusing.

He clenched his trousers tightly with his hands under the table, saying that he was giving Fang Mubo a chance, so why not give him a chance too?

This may be his only chance not to sink completely into passive compulsion.

Perhaps it is really like what Lan Kuiyu said, using Fang Mubo as an umbrella is his best choice.

Tang Chao closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "It's up to you."

After leaving the teahouse, Tang Chao walked slowly along the road. The street lamps cast his shadow on the gray stone brick curb, gradually shortening and elongating with the pace, repeating itself.He plugged in his earphones, randomly selected a song from the playlist, and kept his hands in his pockets.In the earphones, a female voice sang in a language he could not understand, the tone was very sad, and the sound of the piano seemed to come from the sky.

He felt that he was really bad. He obviously didn't want Fang Mubo to start the so-called pursuit, but he still didn't say anything to hang him out of fear of what he might suffer in the future... He has always liked girls , under the premise of sexual orientation, no matter what Fang Mubo does, it is impossible for him to like him.

But he was really scared, just the abnormality of Jiang You and Perman had already cast a huge psychological shadow in his heart, not to mention the other two "protagonists" he was not familiar with had not yet been exposed. On the bright side.On the day he was touched by Perlman, he really wanted to rub his skin off in the bathroom, and he still felt that something was wrong when he went to bed at night.

On the contrary, Fang Mubo gave him a better impression. Although he and Fang Mubo did everything they should and shouldn't do, at least he didn't feel particularly disgusted.

Just thinking about the sound of the horn honking from behind, Tang Chao turned his head and saw Fang Mubo through the open window of the co-pilot. Fang Mubo stopped the car beside him, put one hand on the steering wheel, and looked at him Greeting: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

Tang Chao shook his head and started walking again.

Fang Mubo followed him closely, and Tang Chao walked for a while in a state of distraught. When he turned around and saw that Fang Mubo was still following him, he reluctantly took off one earphone and said loudly to him, "Don't see me off."

Fang Mubo smiled: "I'm chasing you, didn't you just say follow me, now you won't even give me a chance?"

Although there were not many people on the street, Tang Chaosheng closed his eyes helplessly when he heard Fang Mubo say "I'm chasing you" in public.

With a calm expression on his face, he just said "no" when Fang Mubo got off the driver's seat and slammed the car door.

Tang Chao watched Fang Mubo bypass the front of the car, went to the co-pilot and opened the door, and gestured to him in a very gentlemanly way.

Tang Chao: "..."

have to.

He sighed inwardly, and sat in the co-pilot of the Audi stiffly. Fang Mubo put his hand on the top of the car door thoughtfully. When Tang Chao sat in, he didn't leave directly, but leaned in to fasten Tang Chao's seat belt.

As soon as Fang Mubo got close to Tang Chao, he could smell the cologne on Tang Chao. He sat stiffly, staring at Fang Mubo's tough profile.Until there was a soft click, Fang Mubo put on his seat belt and stepped out, closing the passenger door.

But the smell of cologne still lingers in the nose. In the claustrophobic compartment, the aroma seems to carry a different meaning. Tang Chao's face is inexplicably hot. While Fang Mubo was lowering his head into the driver's seat, he quickly raised his hand and rubbed it rub your face.Tang Chao remembered the day when Fang Mubo went to visit him, and he had a violent reaction without any substantive contact between the two, and he became even more worried.

Don't let anything bad happen tonight.

Fang Mubo turned his head and saw Tang Chao pretending to be calm with a wooden face. He snickered, turned on the turn signal, and the black Audi merged into the traffic and drove towards Tang Chao's residence.