When the task object becomes a customs clearance plug-in

Chapter 170

  After resolving the conflict with James, Richard let go of one of his worries, and finally had time to pick up the business that he had deliberately put aside and neglected to the back of his mind—the confession letter.

At this time, there were less than nine hours before the confession day, but he seemed to have seen the end ahead of time. Thinking of this, he suddenly lost the good mood just now, and lay down on the counter of the restaurant with a hopeless face.

Andrew was busy in front of a pile of kitchen utensils, and looked up at him from time to time, looking hesitant to speak.

Richard raised his eyelids and happened to meet Andrew's gaze. He was taken aback for a moment, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind. He straightened up, with anticipation in his eyes: "Andrew, do you have someone you like?"

Andrew stopped what he was doing, thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Not yet."

"Me neither." Richard The brilliance in De's eyes was even brighter, he leaned his arms on the table and leaned forward, "How about we..."

"Andrew," Lindsay walked over and put the plate in his hand on the counter, "Your cake is delicious Delicious, thank you." I don't know whether it was intentional or not, Lindsay's position just separated Richard and Andrew.

There was a look of surprise on Andrew's face, and he looked at Lindsay intently with two eyes, which were shining brightly, as if there were stars: "Really?

" Dog, she couldn't help but curled her lips, nodded and said: "Yes, I like it very much." It was

rare to see a smile on Lindsay's face, Andrew was surprised and at a loss, he lifted a corner of his apron, unconsciously Wiping his hands, "Then, do you want another one? Or if you want to eat something else, I can make it for you."

Lindsay shook her head and said, "No, thank you. I have something to tell you." She looked at Andrew with a calm expression, "Can you vote for me on confession day tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Andrew froze, suspecting that he had misheard.

Lindsay raised her eyebrows: "Do you have someone you like?"

Andrew shook his head blankly.

Lindsay felt relieved and said, "Me neither, so do you want to cooperate?"

Andrew hesitated, he subconsciously looked at Richard trying to ask for help, but was blocked by Lindsay, he pursed his lips uneasily, thinking perturbed.

Lindsay seemed to understand his concerns, and added: "Don't worry, it's not against the rules. And I'm bisexual."

Andrew was surprised, carefully observed Lindsay's expression, and after confirming that she wasn't lying, finally ordered nod.

Lindsay pursed her lips in satisfaction, and shook hands with Andrew: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Richard sat aside and witnessed the conclusion of the deal like a transparent person, feeling a little complicated.

After Lindsay left, Andrew remembered that Richard seemed to have something to say to him just now, so he looked at Richard and asked, "What did you want to say just now?"

Richard shook his head, and now there is no Needless to say, he sighed and said, "Is there any more cake?" The

cake was very delicate, but a little too sweet.

Richard stuffed the last bite of cake into his mouth, took another gulp of milk tea, and then let out a long breath.

Gloria glanced at him and teased, "You're in good spirits, see?" She knew that Richard hadn't been able to find a partner for tomorrow. If it was her, he would definitely not have him now Such a good attitude and appetite.

Richard said casually: "I didn't look away, I resigned to my fate." He glanced at the garden outside the window, and there were people walking in pairs everywhere, behaving intimately, flirting with each other, exuding an ambiguous atmosphere anytime and anywhere . He felt a little frustrated, so he looked away.

Gloria sighed and advised him: "It's just a game, don't take it too seriously, relax the conditions if you need to relax, and don't take it too seriously if you need to lower your vision, let's go through this hurdle before talking about it later. "

Gloria has formed a friendly and mutual assistance relationship with Jessica early in the morning, so naturally she doesn't need to worry about these things, so she doesn't know the cruel reality that other people are facing. She thought it was because Richard had too high a vision and did not find a satisfactory object.

Richard was helpless, he flattened his mouth and said nothing. Now it's not a matter of whether he chooses or not, but that the program team never gave him a chance to choose.

The sun kept running west, leaving less and less time for the tenants to communicate freely, and Richard became more and more anxious.

Although the result of the confession in the first week will not directly determine whether he will stay or not, whether or not he receives the confession directly reflects his personal charm. He didn't want to be the one who was forgotten.

During dinner, he secretly observed all the tenants present, trying to find someone who was as lonely as himself. Suddenly, he noticed Benjamin. The oldest tenant in the villa, a veritable old man, the only other gay man left.

His heart moved, perhaps, he should reconsider Benjamin.

And if not, he doesn't seem to have any other options.

Richard looked at Benjamin and thought: Although Benjamin has an exaggerated beard covering most of his face, he still always looks like an old-fashioned western cowboy. He is neither handsome nor elegant nor fashionable, and he speaks with an accent. He smiles like a goose...but he has a pair of very beautiful gray-green eyes. When he talks, he always looks at you with special attention, as if you are the center of his whole world. Isn't this feeling of being taken to heart and being valued wholeheartedly what I have been pursuing all along?

Richard managed to convince himself, he clenched his fists, a little eager to try.

After dinner, he pumped himself up, trying to motivate himself to take the initiative, but he didn't make up his mind until Benjamin stood up and walked out of the restaurant, intending to go back to his room.

There were other people in the restaurant. He didn't call Benjamin to stop, but quickly chased after him.

Benjamin was about to go upstairs, when he heard footsteps behind him, he turned around, saw Richard, he smiled, turned sideways to get out of the way of the stairs, and said, "Good evening, you first?"

Richard took a deep breath Looking into Benjamin's eyes, Benjamin said, "Benjamin, I'm here to find you."

Benjamin was a little surprised, turned around and raised his finger to the door, and said, "Let's talk while walking."

The garden at night is very interesting, the wind is cool and the lights are warm, and there are shadows , light and dark intertwined, full of mysterious hazy beauty.

It was the first time for Richard to visit this garden with others, and it was at night. He chose the time to be ambiguous, and he had such a purpose in his heart. Although it was just a joke, his heartbeat was affected and became irregular. up. He was a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to speak for a while, so he walked beside Benjamin in silence, looking down at the fireflies flickering in the flowers by the roadside.

Benjamin didn't speak either, and led him for a while to a hidden corner.

There are green vines hanging on three sides here, and two nectarine trees on the other side. A simple swing frame wrapped with flower vines hangs on the thick branches.

Richard was a little surprised. He looked at Benjamin: "How did you find this place?"

Benjamin smiled, helped him hold the rope, and gently pushed him to sway after he sat down.

Richard was a little embarrassed and wanted to get off the swing, but Benjamin didn't seem to understand what he meant, and pushed him even higher. Richard quickly grasped the ropes on both sides to prevent falling.

He looked up at the branch and saw that the branch that came out was thick and strong, and there were no obvious wear marks at the place where the rope was tied, so he was relieved a little and began to concentrate on enjoying the fun of swinging.

Benjamin stood behind Richard, seeing the bright smile on his face, he couldn't help but also laughed.

After a while, the swing gradually stopped. Richard was in a happy mood, and his affection for Benjamin became stronger. At the same time, he felt more and more ashamed of his previous appearance. He stood up and apologized to Benjamin: "I'm sorry, my mistake yesterday The attitude is very bad, I hope you are not angry with me."

Benjamin looked at him with puzzled eyes, as if he had forgotten what happened yesterday. He smiled heartily and said, "Don't take it to heart, I don't get angry that easily."

Richard wanted Benjamin to sit on the swing, but the other party refused. He pressed Richard on the seat and said : "I prefer to stand behind the swing."

Benjamin's words seemed to have a deep meaning, Richard's heart moved, and he looked back at him: "Can you tell me your story?"

"Me? I have nothing to say, just an old cowboy in his late forties who's been around the farm all his life. Born there, raised there, met the love of my life there, walked into the The palace of marriage, we spent wonderful twenty years together, and then lost him there." Benjamin said the past thirty-nine years into a sigh, and said it lightly.

However, Richard could hear the melancholy in the other party's heart from these few words. He wanted to know more and more what he had experienced in this old man. He said: "Tell me the story of you and your lover."

Benjamin's eyes were deep, and he fell into memory. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was as gentle as a pool of water. He chuckled and agreed: "Okay."

"Actually, our story is not romantic at all."

"We met one summer, when he and his cousins ​​came to experience life on the farm, and I was sent to be their equestrian instructor. They are city kids who have never ridden a horse or even seen a horse before. They were surprised to see these animals but also a little frightened. I purposely led a stallion with the tallest and mightiest stature in their Walking back and forth in front of him, the horse slapped its hooves in coordination and snorted. These children turned pale with fright, and huddled together like little quails. I looked at them proudly, and then I saw him at a glance. "

His name is Alex. He has an angelic face and big eyes. I felt my heart was hit. As soon as I got hot, I jumped on the horse and rushed towards him, screaming." During that time, I grabbed him onto the horse and dragged him around the racecourse." Benjamin recalled the scene at that time with a nostalgic smile.

"Actually, the scene was a bit funny. When I was drunk by my father, I realized that Alex had passed out with tears streaming down his face. I was beaten up by my father and asked me to give Those children apologized. I also regretted my recklessness. When I arrived at the gate of the camp where those children lived, I heard the chirping and sighing inside, "That cowboy was so handsome when he carried you on the horse." I stopped and thought To hear what Alex said, and then I heard him say, 'The thing I hate the most in my life is the cowboy'."

"But it's a pity that he ended up marrying the hated cowboy , and for the rest of my life."

"I fell in love with Alex in the first place. When their vacation was coming to an end, I was very sad, afraid that I would never see my little angel again, and I wanted to confess my love to him. I have carefully planned for a long time, and quietly prepared flowers, candles and wine in the secret base in the valley. We are underage, and we are absolutely not allowed to drink, but I can't take care of it anymore. In my In cognition, confession must have wine, otherwise the ceremony is incomplete. I think, probably those messy youth movies misled me."

"I took Alex around the farm, and finally Ditched his annoying cousins ​​and arrived at my carefully staged confession. Alex had no idea what was going on, he only saw the wine on the table. He wasn't really what I thought My good boy, he and his cousins ​​have already started drinking secretly, compared to him, I am a real kid."

"We drank one cup after another until I couldn't see clearly The wine bottle was finally empty. I was still thinking about my confession, so I called Alex's name, walked towards him unsteadily, and knelt down on one knee. I was here to get flowers, but I drank too much and couldn't see where the flowers were, so I pretended to have something in my hand, held it up, and said to him, 'Alex, I like you, please date me.' Afterwards Alex told I said it was the least creative confession he'd ever heard, and I wasn't looking in his direction at all. But he just nodded in a daze. Maybe he was drunk too."

"We were so drunk when the adults came and when I woke up Alex had left in the car and I was beaten up again by my father. I cried so hard, Not because it hurts to be spanked, but because Alex didn't leave me any contact information. "

"That was the end of my first teenage love. I tried to find him, but the address they left was the school, and they That year was a graduation trip. I only knew his first name, but not his last name. In his school, there were hundreds of boys with this name, and I couldn't check them one by one. So I had to give up temporarily. "

"We met again on the social network three years later. This meeting is accidental, but it is also inevitable."

"In order to keep up with the trend and promote the farm's business through the Internet, I will shoot some daily clips every day. On my homepage, when I was checking private messages one time, I suddenly saw a person named Alex leave me a message: "Do you remember me, I am your boyfriend". In fact, I often I am used to being called a boyfriend on social networks, and even more weird and explicit names. But this person gave me a special feeling, so I replied to him immediately."

The author has What I want to say: I am sorry, due to an operation error yesterday, the outline was published as the main text content, please forgive me for the inconvenience caused.