Just as he was thinking, the boy glanced out the window, and suddenly saw Shen Shimin coming out of the company gate.
Her footsteps were strange, a little frivolous, as if she was drunk. When she saw the woman twisting her heels when going down the stairs, she seemed about to fall. Yan Chuyang quickly threw the blanket in her hand, opened the door and ran to the girl to help her Looking at her shaking body, she frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Have you been drinking?"
Shen Shimin raised her head, staring at the person in front of her out of focus, her beautiful big eyes were already flushed.
Yan Chuyang was startled, and frowned, "Are you crying?"
Shen Shimin's complexion changed, she threw away the boy's arm, raised her hand indiscriminately to wipe the moisture from the corner of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't cry, I just chatted with Wei Qing and talked about something from the past , I just miss it."
"Oh." Yan Chuyang's eyes darkened, and he nodded sullenly, "So I was touched, I thought something was wrong with you..."
"What can I do." Shen Shimin suddenly raised her voice, "Wei Qing and I are on good terms, he didn't blame me, he welcomes me very much, Yan Chuyang, I will return to him soon!"
Seeing the girl's face pale with anxiety, Yan Chuyang shrugged: "I didn't say anything, why are you so excited?"
Shen Shimin pursed her red lips, gritted her teeth and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Yan Chuyang, I will not give up."
The boy looked confused: "What will you not give up?"
Shen Shimin opened her mouth and still wanted to say something, but suddenly heard footsteps behind her, her face changed, and she hurriedly raised her head and said, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."
After speaking, the girl walked quickly to the parking garage.
Wei Qing walked out from the company lobby, saw Yan Chuyang standing outside the door, frowned and said, "Why did you come out? Didn't you let you sleep in the car?"
Yan Chuyang snorted, scratched the back of his head and said, "It's too stuffy in the car, come out and take a walk."
With a sullen face, Wei Qing grabbed the boy's wrist, felt that his palm was not too cold, then slightly stretched his brows and said, "Let's go, go home."
Yan Chuyang nodded, and followed him to the car parked by the side of the road.
Wei Qing opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.
Yan Chuyang was stunned: "Aren't you driving?"
"En." Wei Qing nodded, raised his chin in the direction and said, "Go."
"Ah?" Yan Chuyang got into the car with a dazed expression, sat down on the driver's seat, touched the steering wheel in disbelief and said, "Don't you believe in my driving skills? Your car is scratched."
"It's okay." Wei Qing leaned back on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and said quietly, "I'm by your side, nothing will happen."
Looking at his tired side face, Yan Chuyang's heart tightened, and he said softly with some hesitation: "Are you in a bad mood?"
The man frowned, turned his head to look out the window, and said solemnly, "Fasten your seat belt and drive."
Yan Chuyang's eyes darkened, he turned around and picked up the seat belt to fasten it, stepped on the clutch jerkyly, shifted gears, checked the accelerator, started the car very slowly, and started.
Although he has a driver's license, Yan Chuyang is still uncertain. He doesn't have a car, and he usually takes the bus to and from school, or Wei Qing picks him up. The driver's license was obtained half a year ago, and now he has forgotten how to operate the car.
Wei Qing kept resting with his eyes closed, as if he was very tired.
Yan Chuyang could feel his depression, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only drive as fast as possible, go home early, and let Wei Qing rest.
About ten minutes later, Wei Qing opened his eyes. When he turned his head and saw that they were still circling around the company, his eyebrows twitched. He turned angrily and looked at the people next to him and said, "Are you driving or riding a snail? It's been ten minutes, why are you still here?"
Yan Chuyang clicked his tongue, shrank his head guiltily and said, "Safety comes first."
Seeing that the dial pointer was shaking between "10--15", the man's forehead twitched, grinding his teeth, "The car is in good condition now, put it in fifth gear, and it's 80 yards."
Yan Chuyang let out a cry, shook the steering wheel with a little fear and said, "How about driving so fast?"
"Now it's a highway, if you want to drive at your speed, we might as well get out of the car and run home!"
The boy frowned hesitantly and said, "I'm afraid of danger."
"What's the danger?" Wei Qing's face was displeased, "How many times have I told you, I'm by your side, I'm by your side, there's no need to be afraid."
"Okay." Yan Chuyang slammed on the accelerator and rode away.
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It was already ten o'clock in the evening when the two of them arrived home.
Wei Qing tore off his bow tie, turned around and sat on the sofa with a tired look on his face.
Yan Chuyang turned on all the lights in the living room, sat down next to the man, hammered his sore arm from driving, turned around and lay down in Wei Qing's arms, raised his head and pecked his lips and said, "Dear It's over, I want to go to sleep."
Wei Qing clicked his tongue and tugged on the boy's wrist: "Stop taking a shower?"
"I won't wash it anymore." Yan Chuyang frowned, "I just washed it yesterday, and I'm very tired today, so I don't want to wash it anymore."
As he spoke, the boy stood up and wanted to go upstairs.
Wei Qing grabbed Yan Chuyang's thin waist suddenly, pulled him lightly, and brought him into his arms again, pinched the boy's chin, and after a real tongue kiss, he said in a hoarse voice, "No You can take a shower, but you need to wash your face, and clean off all the makeup you put on today before going to bed."
Yan Chuyang hummed, "I see, I'll go upstairs to wash."
Wei Qing let go of his waist: "Go to bed after washing."
Yan Chuyang nodded, looked at the unconcealable loneliness on the man's face and said softly, "You go to bed early, too."
Wei Qing's eyes flickered, he avoided the boy's staring gaze, and said hello.
Seeing his evasive posture, Yan Chuyang sighed. It seemed that Wei Qing was not going to tell himself what was wrong with him.
Yan Chuyang went upstairs, washed off the makeup on his face, and went to bed.
After running around non-stop for a day, the boy fell into a deep sleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow.