Chapter 139: Lin Xiaolu: Be proactive, I'll give it to you (Seeking subscriptions and monthly votes)

Rooftop restaurant.

"Why are you dazed? What did Zhiyan chat with you about~"

"Hmm?"

The phone had just been hung up, Lin Xiuyuan was still immersed in his thoughts, when Lin Xiaolu's voice suddenly sounded in his ear. He turned his head and saw that the other party had already come to his side.

He blinked, came back to his senses, smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Nothing, just thinking... whether to want money or face."

"What do you mean?"

Lin Xiaolu frowned in confusion, but didn't ask further, just pulled his hand lightly, "Let's go eat first, you have to be full before you can think about anything, right."

"Hmm, let's go."

Lin Xiuyuan nodded and followed behind Lin Xiaolu back to the dining table.

After he returned to the table, Lin Xiuyuan found that the topics the few were chatting about were increasingly leaning toward his side.

Games, cos, Akihabara, etc.

And when the topic turned to cos clothing, Lin Xiuyuan couldn't help but look at Lin Xiaolu.

That moment of instinctive gaze made even Goo Hara beside him stunned, and a "terrible" ambiguous script was already quickly pieced together in her mind.

Until Lin Xiaolu rolled her eyes at the other party with a bit of amusement, "No, why are you looking at me when talking about this."

"I'm thinking, should I wholesale some back, so you guys can change into them."

Of course, Lin Xiuyuan didn't dare to speak loudly about this sentence, so he could only whisper close to Lin Xiaolu's ear.

"For example, buy some anime masks or something. When Yun'er and the others come over and wear them to go out, it should be more acceptable than masks, glasses, and hats. You can also use it next time you want to go out and play."

Two-dimensional stuff, although it's eye-catching on the road.

But dressing up and wearing a mask, it's really hard to recognize.

So after Lin Xiuyuan finished saying these words, Lin Xiaolu also thought about it seriously, and was really a bit moved,

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was doable, so she looked at Goo Hara, "Hela, do you know where the most cos clothing for anime is around here?"

"Ah?"

Goo Hara, who was chatting with Sulli about where to relax these few days, looked at the other party with disbelief after hearing Lin Xiaolu's words.

To be precise, it was Lin Xiuyuan.

Because she found that it was this boy with blonde hair, clean and full of youthful breath, who said a few words to Yun'er, and then Yun'er asked her this question.

What does it mean?

Small p-play in bed?

Although Goo Hara's inner emotions were turbulent, she still answered in her mouth.

"Hiss~ Unnie, you really stumped me with this. As far as I know, Akihabara must have it, and there are quite a few in Harajuku, and that Otome Road, which is called the 'Cosplay Paradise', probably just these few places."

After speaking, she thought again, "You guys are closest to Harajuku here, just a few kilometers away, and it only takes ten minutes to walk."

"That's indeed very close, shall we go see tomorrow?" Lin Xiaolu looked at Lin Xiuyuan immediately after hearing this.

The latter nodded, "I'm fine, you decide."

This "you decide" is like "whatever," a response that makes countless girls subtly get on the head.

Even Lin Xiaolu, who was always gentle, couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Ya, Lin Xiuyuan, this was clearly brought up by you first."

"That's also for you to use, right." Lin Xiuyuan smiled.

"That's how it's said, but you should also be more attentive, how can you say you decide, it's not like I'm going alone."

"Makes sense, then I formally apologize." Lin Xiuyuan's mouth curled up, "Let's go when we wake up tomorrow, and find a place to eat lunch over there, okay?"

Seeing Lin Xiuyuan's sincere apology, Lin Xiaolu nodded very satisfied, "Okay, let's arrange it like this."

Opposite, Goo Hara, who was still imagining in the script, was really stunned this time.

After staring at the two tightly for a moment with those wide eyes, she immediately pulled Sulli, who was smiling beside her, and asked in a low voice in her ear, "Zhenli, this is Yun'er Unnie's boyfriend, right? Not right, these two's conversation is so private."

"No, Unnie, you guessed too much, they are just friends."

I don't know how the two words "men and women, friends and friends" leaked out, now not only Lin Xiuyuan likes to use them, but Sulli, Zheng Xiuyan, and others have started to use them fluently.

"Zhenli, don't lie to Unnie, their state doesn't look like friends at all."

Facing Goo Hara's question, Sulli turned her head to look at Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Xiaolu over there.

I saw the two sitting shoulder to shoulder, the distance was so close that even the "half-meter safety line" didn't exist.

The gap between their cheeks, looking at it now, I'm afraid there was only a fist-sized distance left.

Breathing intertwined, breath lingering, just one carelessness and they could touch together.

On the dining table, the candlelight swayed gently, and the atmosphere light reflected a soft warm light. Outside the glass railing, the Tokyo night scene flowed quietly, and the neon was smudged into a hazy halo in the distance.

As the voices of Sulli and Goo Hara faded, the liveliness of the dining table seemed to be pressed into slow motion at this moment, only light, shadow, and heartbeat intertwined quietly.

Between the two, the cups and plates almost left no gap.

Lin Xiaolu looked down at her phone, a few strands of broken hair hanging down her ears, looking soft and lazy.

And Lin Xiuyuan's gaze stayed on that strand of hair, not moving for a long time.

He wasn't staring, just lost in thought.

Then a breeze blew, carrying a trace of coolness in the night, and also gently lifted a strand of Lin Xiaolu's side hair.

Lin Xiuyuan, who was in a daze, suddenly reached out, almost instinctively, to brush away that strand of hair that drifted to the corner of her lips.

The movement was very light, his fingertips just touched her cheek slightly, just like the wind passing over the lake.

Lin Xiaolu looked up subconsciously, and the two gazes collided just right.

That second, time seemed to be a bit sluggish.

"Instinctive."

The moment the gazes collided, Lin Xiuyuan immediately withdrew his hand, and then explained.

Lin Xiaolu just smiled lightly, "I believe you, but do you think they believe it?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiuyuan looked opposite, only to see Goo Hara and Sulli looking at his side with a look of watching a play, so he smiled helplessly, "Are you full?"

"Ah, not full." Sulli replied.

And Goo Hara beside her laughed until her eyes curved, "Xiuyuan xi is asking if we are full of eating melons, haha, full."

Both sides laughed out loud.

The candlelight jumped in their respective eyes, as if reflecting some unclear emotions.

The following time didn't have so much "dramatic tension," Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Xiaolu, who returned to the chat topic, chatted happily while eating until dinner ended.

Afterward, Sulli called the hotel butler, preparing to arrange a car to send Goo Hara back to the apartment dormitory where she was staying.

After all, the night was deep, and it was not reassuring to let her walk the night road alone.

And on this side, Lin Xiaolu turned her head slightly to look at Lin Xiuyuan beside her, "Back to the room or what? Go down and stroll?"

Facing this initiative of Lin Xiaolu, Lin Xiuyuan smiled, "I finally understand the reason why you came to Tokyo."

"What?"

The other party lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth having a smile and a little bit of small embarrassment that couldn't be hidden.

"Nothing."

However, Lin Xiuyuan didn't expose it, stood up and moved his shoulders, "Let's go, heard there's a court or something nearby, let's see if there's that kind of scenery that only appears in Japanese dramas or anime."

"Then do I need to change clothes?"

Regarding this question, Lin Xiuyuan swept a glance at Lin Xiaolu, a simple dress, generous, gentle, and quiet.

"No need, do you feel cold?"

Lin Xiaolu shook her head, "It's okay."

After she replied with this sentence, Lin Xiuyuan's laughter came over, "Then let's stroll like this, the weather and outfit are just right, there's a kind of atmosphere of Japanese dramas and Korean dramas. It's the plot of the male lead sending the female lead home, remember to put your whole heart into it."

And this sentence made Lin Xiaolu burst into laughter, "How can you arrange the plot like this."

"The fact is so."

After speaking, Lin Xiuyuan, who thought of something, looked down at himself, "By the way, as the male lead, should I take off my coat and drape it over you at this time?"

Lin Xiaolu, who swept a glance at Lin Xiuyuan's outfit, really couldn't help but laugh, "Hahaha, ya, don't make me laugh. Others are suit jackets, to you it becomes a short-sleeved shirt, right, what will you wear if you take it off."

"I have a vest inside." Lin Xiuyuan answered very seriously.

"Go, don't."

Lin Xiaolu shook her head while laughing, and pushed Lin Xiuyuan into the elevator while he still wanted to say something.

Late night Roppongi streets.

In the small alley beside the Mori Garden, the Showa-style long house hung strings of faded red lanterns, office workers squeezed at the grilled chicken cartilage stall to clink glasses and drink, the smell of oil smoke mixed with beer bubbles, blurring the damp texture of the stone road.

Not far away, the high-end restaurant on the fifth floor still shone with low-key warm light.

The sushi master's silhouette of making hand-pressed sushi appeared from the Kaiseki cuisine bar, and the small courtyard-style tavern next door drifted with a rich spicy aroma, mixed with a few laughs of drunk guests, lingering in the folds of this city's night.

And on this late-night street, Lin Xiuyuan and Lin Xiaolu began their rare "late-night street pressing" journey.

Lin Xiaolu in front stepped onto the curb, like a game, trying hard to walk in a straight line on the stone bricks one by one.

Lin Xiuyuan behind looked at her somewhat swaying steps, couldn't help but remind, "You drank a lot just now, are you sure you're not drunk?"

"Sparkling wine, the degree is not high, I won't be drunk." Lin Xiaolu turned back and smiled lightly, "But my stomach has a lot of gas, I've been hiccuping."

She said while carefully stepping on the edge of the stone bricks, trying to maintain balance again and again.

But she couldn't walk a few steps before falling off, and then smiled and walked back to continue.

Lin Xiuyuan, who was watching this situation behind, understood that this little deer Bambi was already a bit on the head, so he hurried his pace and came to her side.

While watching with a smile, while paying attention to her situation, and supporting the other party in time when she fell.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaolu was a bit dizzy, but not to the point of falling.

So after seeing Lin Xiuyuan come to her side, she smiled lightly, "Afraid I'm really drunk."

Lin Xiuyuan nodded, not denying it.

"Isn't it just the right opportunity for you if I'm drunk?" After being slightly tipsy, her words had a bit more courage, like a thin rope hiding sparks teasing lightly.

Lin Xiuyuan still smiled, not answering.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaolu got angry, stood still, tilted her head and looked at the other party, "Lin Xiuyuan, since you know that I came here this time, I intend to find some experience from you, shouldn't it be you who is proactive."

"Why? I don't need experience." Lin Xiuyuan retorted.

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"Because according to the script of 'The Heirs', it seems the male lead is proactively pursuing the female lead, so..."

Before Lin Xiaolu had a chance to finish speaking, Lin Xiuyuan interrupted her in time.

"Reality is not like a script, and you are trying to find the feeling of the female lead suddenly discovering that she likes the male lead. Yun'er said you need the expression of proactive delicate emotions. Not the kind of being pursued, because you can completely play that kind of role naturally."

"Yun'er Yun'er Yun'er, only know Yun'er, I am also Yun'er, bastard."

Lin Xiaolu hummed with dissatisfaction, then turned around, walked into a tavern by the road, stood at the door and looked at him, "Come in, I didn't drink enough just now. Let's drink some more, otherwise I can't act out the 'delicate emotions' you said."

Lin Xiuyuan sighed, and had to follow in.

Speaking of which, this was the first time he walked into someone else's tavern.

This tavern space was narrow, like a squeezed corridor.

In the middle was a passage one person wide, one side was a bar, and one side had only one thin table.

Under the dim yellow light, faces could barely be seen.

The bar was empty, with only a few scattered guests.

So after entering, Lin Xiuyuan and the others didn't rush to sit down, but walked to the deepest corner and sat down.

"Drink what?"

"Long Island Iced Tea!" Lin Xiaolu didn't hesitate.

"Don't mess around, I don't want to carry you back later, let's have a Mojito."

"No, then I want to drink Margarita."

Lin Xiaolu looked at Lin Xiuyuan with a stubborn face, and he, who couldn't beat her, could only nod helplessly and ask the fifty-something bartender uncle at the bar for two glasses.

After ordering drinks, he looked at Lin Xiaolu, "Let's go back after drinking, Sulli should have sent Hela back by now, and it won't be long before she comes back."

"Hmm."

Lin Xiaolu nodded, this time unexpectedly well-behaved.

A few minutes later, two glasses of Margarita were delivered to them,

After taking a light sip, Lin Xiaolu immediately frowned, "Huh, so sour and salty, why is it different from what you mixed for me."

"Margarita, simple but not simple. Tequila, orange liqueur, lime, and then smear some salt on the rim of the cup. If the ratio is wrong, it's easy to be too sour or too salty. You'll get used to it after a few more sips."

Lin Xiuyuan explained while straightening out the structural logic of the wine for Lin Xiaolu.

Lin Xiaolu, who was listening to the explanation in her ear, suddenly laughed out loud, "So you are showing off that your technique and skills are great, are you teasing me, or are you really talking about mixing drinks?"

"???"

Lin Xiuyuan was choked by her sudden words, looking at her blankly.

And the girl beside her rolled her eyes at him with a smile, and then continued to sip the drink.

As Lin Xiuyuan said, it felt much better after a few more sips, but Lin Xiaolu still felt it wasn't as good as what Lin Xiuyuan mixed.

Alcohol was slightly hot, the atmosphere was slightly tipsy.

Just like this, the two chatted and bickered while drinking, all about acting problems.

Originally Lin Xiuyuan didn't understand, but after following two classes, and usually scrolling through short videos of "Wireless Transcendence Class," he slowly started to understand a little, and could say a few words when chatting.

Not long after.

"So you and Lin Yun'er both think my eyes are spiritless?"

"It's not that the eyes are spiritless, but they can't focus, can't give feedback to the camera. Actually, I think this is exactly the shortcoming of you idols."

"Too used to looking at the camera to shine, you must realize its existence to show that kind of 'starry eyes.' But a real actor is someone who can ignore the camera and give that unconscious focus."

Facing Lin Xiuyuan's explanation, Lin Xiaolu was speechless for a moment, her brain blank for a moment.

Immediately after, the alcohol hit her head, she didn't speak, and directly stretched out a middle finger.

Under the dim yellow light, she leaned slightly on the bar, supporting herself with both hands, tilting her head to look at him, the corners of her eyes carrying a smile, tipsy.

Seeing this, Lin Xiuyuan also laughed along, and simply returned a middle finger instinctively.

Two fingertips touched lightly in the air, originally a joking movement, but changed its tune in the next second.

Lin Xiuyuan, who had a flash of inspiration, suddenly hooked her middle finger, turned it over lightly, and that slender hand turned over with his movement. Immediately after, his thumb stretched out naturally.

Lin Xiaolu was stunned, it seemed she didn't think much, and raised her thumb along the trend, like muscle memory.

In a flash, a "heart" made of middle fingers appeared abruptly but naturally in their entangled hands.

Both of their hands froze for a few seconds in that sudden "heart," as if time had suddenly slowed down.

The bar lights sprinkled gently on them, the surrounding noise and clamor seemed to be muted instantly, leaving only them and that quietly formed ambiguity.

Lin Xiaolu was stunned, and the next second she looked up at Lin Xiuyuan.

It was a kind of hazy and stubborn gaze with tipsiness, but because of that bit of trance, it looked even more clean and real.

And Lin Xiuyuan's gaze didn't dodge, looking at her quietly.

Four eyes met.

At that moment, those joking teases and bickering between the two seemed to fade away silently.

Replaced by a slowly warming, vague ambiguity.

Like a soft silk thread, winding and fermenting gently in the air.

Lin Xiaolu's head, which was originally leaning on the bar, didn't move, but her eyes started to fluctuate gently.

She felt her heartbeat was a bit chaotic, as if she had drunk a bit too much, or as if it wasn't the wine that was drunk, but the sudden seriousness and closeness of the person in front of her.

Just when the stagnant air was about to overflow with emotions, Lin Xiuyuan suddenly let go of the hand that hooked her finger, the movement gentle, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Then, he leaned toward her slowly and quietly.

Not the kind of sudden impulse, nor any urgency, but gentle, restrained, yet impossible to ignore, like the night slowly seeping into the lake water.

Lin Xiaolu didn't retreat.

She felt Lin Xiuyuan's breathing gradually approach, carrying a faint smell of alcohol, but unexpectedly warm.

She didn't know when she held her breath, as if afraid of missing any important moment.

Just when she hadn't come back to her senses, Lin Xiuyuan reached out and touched her cheek lightly.

The moment his fingertips touched her skin, there was a slight tremor, that was Lin Xiaolu's nervousness that she didn't have time to cover up.

The next second, he lowered his head and kissed her lips lightly.

Very light, but full of heat.

Lin Xiaolu's eyes widened slightly, as if she had been kissed into a trace of sobriety.

But she didn't retreat, just stared at him close at hand, with surprise, subtle confusion, and an unsaid response in her eyes.

Then, the small hand that was originally lying on the bar slowly dropped, tentatively landing on his upper arm.

Lin Xiuyuan was about to retreat, but felt her sudden movement.

The next instant, that small hand circled his neck along his arm, the force not heavy, but firm enough.

That was a quiet but clear response.

Be proactive, I'll give it to you.

No words needed, better than ten thousand words.

The dim yellow bar lights sprinkled on them, as if plated with a layer of soft light.

A gentle jazz melody came from the background, and the hazy atmosphere seemed to be paved specifically for this moment.

The air was filled with the tension of wine and ambiguity, and the distance between the two, which was originally close and far, was quietly wiped away.

Only the temperature of each other's skin remained, and that heart beating slightly out of control.

Sober, yet indulgent.

Downstairs at the hotel.

Sulli, who had sent Goo Hara back and returned, was getting off the car at this time, looked at the hotel building, and smiled slightly.

"Finally back, don't know what oppa and Unnie are doing."

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