Even at this time, Gu Yan was still restrained.
He didn't even forget that he was still having a fever, and there was a possibility of infection, so the touch only stopped at the corners of his mouth.
He also leaves room for people. If he really resists and rejects them, he can have no power this night, and those who want to leave early the next morning can still carry their luggage and stay away from him.
He even paved the stairs for each other...
But under this extreme restraint, after he kissed lightly, he moved away slightly, his eyes fell from his half-closed eyes, looked at the tip of Yan Suizhi's nose and lips, stopped for a moment, and touched the corner of his mouth again a moment.
It's like trying to suppress an urge that ultimately fails.
This contradiction between restraint and impulsiveness is inexplicably moving, at least for Yan Suizhi.
It was as if someone stretched out a finger on the top of the cusp of the heart and pinched it. It was impossible to tell whether it was light or heavy, but in an instant, it was full of all kinds of flavors.
When he had encountered those warm emotions, he could always find countless ways to refuse, and he would take it lightly with a joke, and even let the other party swallow the words before he spoke. But no matter what the method is, the essence can never get around two reasons-either it's a spur of the moment, or it's because he thinks too well.
But these two kinds of things don't apply to Gu Yan at all. He will never act on a whim, and he never thinks him too well.
Strangely, Gu Yan happens to be the opposite of the two.
Even more strange, Yan Suizhi didn't even think about the reason and method of refusal...
He was just stunned for a moment, raised his hand and touched the corner of Gu Yan's mouth, which was soaked in body temperature, then lowered his eyes to look at his fingertips, rubbed it for a while, and then laughed dumbly: "This is what you said last time... absurd. idea?"
Gu Yan stared at him for a long time, and then replied solemnly, "Well."
Those repressed, silent, ivy-like and creeping emotions that grow silently and never end in the school days; those absurd thoughts that quietly emerge by the window glass of the office, in the sunlight at the corner of the desk, and in the bright city lights on the balcony, After ten long years, it was delivered in such a simple and calm syllable.
Gu Yan turned his head and glanced out the window, the pine pine and the flying fireflies were still swaying in the night.
This was actually something he never expected. When he asked Qiao to help, he actually forgot that Yan Suizhi was only staying temporarily and was going to move out after all. He didn't even think that the time when Dengsong was sent was so coincidental...
If it wasn't for his business trip that made Yan Suizhi wait for a day, if it weren't for the fever that disrupted the other party's plans, Yan Suizhi might not be here when these pine trees were planted.
He may sit alone in the huge living room, silently facing the mountains of documents in his brain, and occasionally in the interval of rest, he looks up to see those silent fireflies...
But this is his own business and should not be a reason for others to leave or stay.
Gu Yan's eyes fell on Yan Suizhi again, "I've taken the medicine, and the fever will subside soon. Those pine trees planted in the courtyard are not in the way, so don't worry about them."
He crossed out all these messy interference factors for Yan Suizhi, and then he was silent for a while before he said solemnly: "But I may be a bit more absurd than before..."
"...So, are you still leaving?"
Yan Suizhi looked at him, and after a while said, "My suitcase is actually already packed."
"... Besides, although it doesn't look like it now, I'm still your former teacher."
Gu Yan gave a "hmm".
"Because of some... reasons, I actually never imagined what it would be like to develop a more intimate relationship with someone." Yan Suizhi thought about it, "not to mention that the other person is a student I have brought."
Gu Yan lowered his eyes. He was wearing a shirt and trousers, leaning against the Liuli Terrace, as if he was quietly listening to the details of a certain file. The eyelashes cast a shadow below, and even standing in front of him could not see his eyes clearly, so it would not bring any psychological burden to the speaker.
Yan Suizhi looked at his eyes hidden in the shadows, pondered for a moment, and finally continued: "...But it's very strange, I actually think this is an exciting thing now."
Gu Yan was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes suddenly, his dark eyes staring at him.
Yan Suizhi let him watch it for a while, and then tilted his head and said helplessly, "Don't look, don't go. Go and sit at the table, the porridge is really going to be mushy."
At this time, who cares about porridge
But Professor Yan Da followed up and added, "I boiled it for an hour, and I'm sure I'm going to get angry. After all, this is your house, so I can't make you run away, right?"
After he finished speaking, he mumbled half-truth: "The burn hasn't subsided at all, so I'll come to the kitchen to make trouble."
Gu Yan: "..."
What kind of atmosphere, it was all mixed up by the porridge that was going to be mushy and someone's mouth.
Gu Yan felt that his fever might have gotten a little heavier.
But it did remind him that, after all, he is still sick, don't infect others if you are not well.
When the porridge smelled faintly, Gu Yan obediently walked out of the kitchen.
When Yan Suizhi saw him walking in the direction of the restaurant, he withdrew his gaze and turned off the switch under the casserole pot. Fortunately, the paste is not too bad, just hovering at the edge, and it smells good when the lid is opened.
He took a bowl and spoon, avoiding the bottom of the pot and holding two bowls.
When he turned his head, he saw Gu Yan came over from the stairs and brought two bowls of porridge on the dining table.
"Did you go upstairs just now?" Yan Suizhi sat down with him face to face, stirred the glutinous and soft rice with a porcelain spoon, and asked casually.
Gu Yan made a sound of "um", didn't say much, and drank the porridge seriously.
Yan Suizhi tasted a little bit. Although he rarely does these things, he thinks his craftsmanship is decent.
Gu Yan remained silent, even when he was ill, he was very polite when eating. After eating the last spoonful, he glanced at Yan Suizhi and said, "It tastes good."
At first glance, it sounds like a rare human word, but people who have a high fever that has not subsided can eat anything they eat, and they can't taste it at all. What a fart.
Yan Suizhi took his nonsense, raised his eyebrows half-truth and said, "Really? Then eat more."
"… "
Attorney Gu watched him silently for a moment, then really got up and went to take some more.
Some people have a poor appetite when they are sick, because they can't taste the taste and only eat a little bit, which is not good for recovery. Although Gu Yan rarely got sick, but in the past, he was really sick. He couldn't eat a few mouthfuls all day long. He didn't expect to meet someone who could stare at him this time.
However, Yan Suizhi himself didn't eat much, and his stomach could only adapt to eating less and more meals. He only had half a bowl of porridge, and he ate it very slowly, most of the time he was waiting for the person on the other side.
When Gu Yan put down the spoon, Yan Suizhi had just finished his last bite.
There are actually different compartments in the disinfection and washing cabinets in the kitchen, but in general, they are not so particular about it, but Gu Yan carefully placed the two people's bowls and spoons in the two compartments.
Yan Suizhi glanced at it, but didn't say anything at the time, just urged Gu Yan to go back to the room and get some sleep, so that the medicine could be nourished.
He followed Gu Yan up the stairs, and the lights in the kitchen and living room downstairs went out one by one following the induction.
After walking a few steps, Yan Suizhi felt that something was burned somewhere. He didn't react for a while, took a few more steps, and when he glanced at the corner of the wall beside the stairs, he suddenly remembered—
The suitcase that I had packed and put there before was gone.
He was stunned for a while, then walked back to the third floor to find that the suitcase had returned to his room. Now, he finally understood why Gu Yan didn't come from the restaurant to serve the bowl when he was cooking porridge before, but came from the stairs.
Yan Suizhi looked at the box for a while, and suddenly felt a little teasing in his heart. He walked down to the door of Gu Yan's bedroom unhurriedly, and knocked on the door twice.
The door was not closed tightly, and it opened by itself after knocking twice.
Gu Yan was standing beside the bed drinking water when he heard the sound and turned his head to look over.
He is tall and straight, so when he is slightly sideways, the folds drawn by the shirt can just outline the right muscle arc between the arms and waist and abdomen, which is really pleasing to the eye.
"Student Gu." Yan Suizhi leaned against the door and glanced up and down, then asked with a smile, "When did you secretly collect my suitcase?"
"..." Attorney Gu put the glass on the bedside table and denied it calmly: "No."
"It's not you, did it jump up on its own with long legs?"
Gu Yan said lightly: "No secret, easy."
While talking, he had already walked to the bedroom door.
However, Yan Suizhi was only here to tease him, he had nothing else to say, so he raised his chin and said, "Okay, wash up and go to sleep, I'll go up."
Gu Yan raised his drooping fingers slightly, as if he wanted to do something or say something, but he took it back with a little scruples. In fact, he was like this all night. When he spoke, he deliberately turned a little angle. Even when he was the most impulsive, he paid attention to avoid infecting Yan Suizhi with fever and cold.
This kind of subtle concern for Yan Suizhi was of course all in his eyes.
In the end, Gu Yan didn't do anything, just said in a deep voice, "Good night."
With just two words, Yan Suizhi's eyes moved, and he seemed to be lost for a moment.
Maybe it's because the lights in Gu Yan's bedroom are not too bright, it's just dark, maybe all the details are itchy and there are other things that can't be said, maybe it's because of the good night that I haven't heard for many years...
Yan Suizhi stared at him for a while, then suddenly bent his eyes and waved at him, "Bow your head, I have something to ask you."
Gu Yan pressed the door frame subconsciously and lowered his head slightly.
Yan Suizhi said: "I may not be very good at it, so let's go."
"What?" Gu Yan didn't react, and asked a question.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Suizhi leaned over and kissed him...
"Your teacher's physique is not bad, so he won't be infected like this." When Yan Suizhi spoke, his breath fell lightly on Gu Yan's lips, which made people a little impatient.
Gu Yan tilted his head slightly, then turned back the next second, his thumb rubbed his lower lip, his breath intertwined, and then he kissed deeper.