Full-time Boyfriend

Chapter 10: The definition of feeling ①

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When Yan Yu woke up the next morning, he opened his eyes and realized that what he saw was not the wall but the window sill. He sat up swiftly, and suddenly realized that he, who should have been sleeping on the left, did not know when to sleep to the right, and he had a pillow in his arms.

Chen Yifei just came out of the bathroom, and Yan Yu asked with a surprised look: "Why did I sleep to the right?"

"Maybe you like to sleep on the right." Chen Yifei replied, "I'll change with you tonight."

"Then I squeezed you last night?"

"No, you moved here after I got up."

Yan Yu nodded, got up and went to the bathroom, she really had dark circles under her eyes. Yan Yu patted his face and sighed.

The types of food on the cruise ship are average, and the taste is naturally not as good as those in the country, and each restaurant is full of long queues. It was more than ten o'clock when the two got off, and the only Chinese restaurant on the ship was already lined up with many people along the corridor.

Chen Yifei went straight to the line, and Yan Yu was too lazy to stand and wait, so he went to the nearby shops for a stroll. Yan Yu came to the luggage shop. Fortunately, there were more Chinese customers on board, and the clerk could speak a little simple Chinese.

Yan Yu thought that Chen Yifei was about to celebrate his birthday on the 20th, so he bought a wallet and gave it to him. Yan Yu chose a dark brown leather one for a long time and asked the waiter to pack it.

At this time, Chen Yifei called to tell him that he was already in the queue. Yan Yu came to the restaurant and Chen Yifei was ordering food.

What Chen Yifei ordered was what Yan Yu liked to eat, and Yan Yu's appetite was swept away. Chen Yifei ate and drank tea in no hurry, saw the paper bag at Yan Yu's feet, and asked, "What did you buy?"

"It's okay, just just stroll around."

There was no other arrangement after the meal. Chen Yifei chose to go back to the room. Yan Yu followed him back and sat on the sun lounger on the balcony to fill out tomorrow’s breakfast card. Suddenly he thought of something and hesitated to ask: "Chen Yifei, I’ll discuss something with you. Son."

"what?"

"Do you want to move to my house?"

Chen Yifei was taken aback, then looked back at Yan Yu in surprise.

Yan Yu knew that this request was a bit sudden, he explained: "I think it's troublesome for you to pick me up and down. Anyway, so many empty rooms in the house have been cleaned, so it is more convenient for you to live in."

Chen Yifei was silent for a while, and replied: "It's not too much trouble, forget it."

Yan Yu was a little disappointed. According to reason, he was not really disappointed. It is Chen Yifei's business to live with him. He just broke up with his boyfriend, so it is a bit inappropriate to let him move in to live with him.

But Yan Yu still wants to fight for it: "You can charge a rent for the house you vacated? And I promise that I will be more diligent when you move over, and I won't let you do everything."

These two points are quite attractive to Chen Yifei. He looked at Yan Yu with his arm pillowed and asked, "I will think about it."

"Think about it, think about it, think about it."

Chen Yifei looked at the blue waves hitting the hull underneath, closed his eyes and asked, "Why do you think of this suddenly?"

"I don't know, I just don't want to live alone."

Chen Yifei: "You probably need to talk about someone."

Yan Yu took a trip to the back of the chair: "Maybe so..."

"What about a blind date?"

Yan Yu shook his head: "Too lazy to go."

Chen Yifei shrugged and stood up and said, "I want to see the stage play on the fourth floor, do you want to go?"

Yan Yu is not as elegant as Chen Yifei, nor has that spirit, so he shook his head.

After Chen Yifei left, Yan Yu received a New Year greeting from a boss whom he hadn't contacted for a long time. He simply replied and couldn't help but stared at Chen Yifei's face on the chat background.

Yan Yu is not stupid. He has long felt that Chen Yifei's position in his heart is far more than just an old classmate, an assistant, or even a friend. He even dared not continue to define it.

On the morning of the third day, the cruise ship docked at a port in Vietnam. Unfortunately, the weather was not good on this day, the sky was very gloomy, and there was even light rain when passing the customs.

The main destination of the two was the French town on Ba Na Hills, and they tasted the famous local coffee along the way. They were both here for the first time, and they signed up for a group. After getting off the bus, Yan Yu couldn't wait to take pictures when the tour guide went to buy tickets.

Yan Yu accidentally looked back and found that Chen Yifei was surrounded by several young girls in the regiment, seeming to be requesting a photo. Although Chen Yifei was reluctant in his heart, the other party was a tourist from the same group and was a woman. It was too rude to refuse, so he had to reluctantly agree.

Yan Yu snorted coldly, preferring to take pictures with them rather than taking pictures with himself.

Two forts were placed at the entrance of Ba Na Mountain. Yan Yu squatted on the grass to take pictures. A bottle of frozen water was suddenly stuck on Yan Yu's neck. Yan Yu was so cold that he looked back.

Chen Yifei: "Drink water?"

Yan Yu took the water and snorted coldly: "You can still think of your boss."

Chen Yifei was puzzled: "When did I forget you?"

Seeing the tour guide waving his hand, Yan Yu stood up and said, "I didn't forget, let's go in."

Yan Yu took Chen Yifei's arm, dragged him to follow the crowd, Chen Yifei watched him pull his hand, hesitated.

Unfortunately, the weather in Vietnam today is not so good. When everyone took the cable car to the top of the mountain, the rain heavier and heavier. By the time the group reached the final destination, the French town, it had almost become a downpour, and many people looked at the castle church under the rain and turned away.

Yan Yu was very disappointed. The weather on the top of the mountain was changeable, and there was no way it rained suddenly, but he felt that he couldn't come in vain since it came, so he bought a raincoat and a waterproof phone case and was ready to visit.

Chen Yifei: "Don't go if the rain is so heavy."

Yan Yu: "Isn't that here for nothing? It's okay to get a little rain."

Chen Yifei thought that Yan Yu hadn't changed at all, and said helplessly, "Beware of colds."

"I never went to the hospital for anything other than fights and allergies in my life." Yan Yu smiled, "It's you, you look so precious, so wait for the rain to stop."

Chen Yifei saw the rustling of rain outside, and felt a little uneasy to let Yan Yu go alone. He sighed and bought a raincoat: "I'll be with you."

Yan Yu: "I can't take care of people with a cold."

"I'm afraid you will get lost."

Yan Yu glared at him, but couldn't help being happy, and dragged him into the rain. The whole town is quite big, and it is estimated that it will take two or three hours to complete the shopping, and the two have no destination. Yan Yu will go wherever he feels good.

Because of the heavy rain, there are no pedestrians in the town, so it is quiet and unique. Yan Yu was excited all the way, no matter how heavy the rain was, he squeezed photos into the phone memory card, and Chen Yifei would remind him from time to time to "be careful with your steps."

Within half an hour, the two were completely wet. The temperature at the top of the mountain was already very low, and Chen Yifei felt cold and swish when the cold wind blew after his body was soaked, and he even sneezed a few times.

Yan Yu still saw that Chen Yifei seemed to be about to catch a cold before he stopped and went back, otherwise he could continue to shoot.

Chen Yifei, who finally entered the room, let out a sigh of relief. The inside of his sneakers was so wet that water could be squeezed out. Chen Yifei was actually quite afraid of the cold, his hands were a little purple with cold, and Yan Yu was alive and kicking like a okay person.

Yan Yu noticed Chen Yifei's appearance, feeling a little guilty, and said, "Are your hands cold? Do you want to put it in my pocket? My pocket is very warm."

In order to facilitate Chen Yifei's pocket, Yan Yu moved a stool and sat in front of Chen Yifei, turned his back to him, and pulled his pocket. Chen Yifei hesitated, stretched his hand around Yan Yu's waist and put it into Yan Yu's pocket. It was really warm as expected.

Yan Yu stood obediently and warmed Chen Yifei's hands, chatting and laughing with his fellow tourists. The glasses in Yan Yu's pocket had some of Chen Yifei's hand, so Chen Yifei moved his hand.

Yan Yu was itchy by Chen Yifei. He exclaimed and grabbed his hand. He couldn't help but smile: "Don't move, big brother!!! Itchy!!!"

Chen Yifei couldn't help but couldn't help but say, "It's alright, I won't move."

After waiting for a long time, the tour guide was nowhere to be seen for the time being. Yan Yu was sleepy while waiting and leaned back on Chen Yifei to doze. Yan Yu was very warm all over, as if he was braving the heat. Although Chen Yifei, who was afraid of the cold, felt that his posture was not suitable, he was also reluctant to let go.

Passing tourists couldn't help but look back at them, seeming to be laughing. Chen Yifei was a little embarrassed, but Yan Yu slept deeply, and he couldn't wake him up.

When Yan Yu was a child, relying solely on the long muscles of fighting, pressed hard on Chen Yifei's body. Chen Yifei's stool did not have a backrest, and he sat upright, keeping the posture of catching him, and his body was stiff.

Ten minutes later, the tour guide finally came, and Chen Yifei woke up Yan Yu. The latter sat upright with sleepy eyes and found that everyone was going to the next attraction. He stood up excitedly and pulled Chen Yifei up and said, "Walk and go! "

Chen Yifei was leaned by him for more than half an hour. Not only did he not say a word of thanks, but he was so confident.

The next trip is nothing more than shopping around the city, and finally shopping. Yan Yu didn't know how to buy things at all. He threw it into the basket when he saw something delicious. He bought the most of the whole car when he strolled around. The attitude of the tour guide was much better.

After a day of tossing and finally being able to return to the ship, Chen Yifei was so exhausted that he lay on the bed directly after returning to the room.

Yan Yu: "What's the matter? Don't you just get off and lie down on the boat?"

Chen Yifei now just wants to get a good night's sleep: "You go take a hot bath, don't catch a cold."

"I think you should go and wash it first."

Chen Yifei felt that it made sense. He changed his slightly damp clothes and took a hot bath comfortably. He didn't have any appetite for dinner, so he just fell asleep.

Yan Yu was still very energetic, and even went to the top deck to soak in the hot spring.

Unfortunately, Chen Yifei still caught a cold. His resistance was not as strong as Yan Yu. He felt cold and dizzy under the quilt.

Yan Yu also quickly noticed Chen Yifei's strangeness, and when he touched Chen Yifei's head, he realized that he seemed to have a fever. Yan Yu was a little anxious and felt guilty. He shouldn't let Chen Yifei go wandering around with him when it rains.

Yan Yu: "Wait a moment, I'll go find a doctor."

"Are you not a good language?" Chen Yifei said helplessly, "There is anti-fever medicine in the bag, just take some."

Yan Yu rummaged in his luggage for the emergency medicine he had brought. After finding the anti-fever medicine, he immediately took it out. He boiled water and helped Chen Yifei spread his forehead. He was totally different from the appearance of Chen Yifei waiting on him.

Watching Chen Yifei drank the pills, Yan Yu sat on the side of the bed and looked at him worriedly: "Your resistance is too weak? Didn't you just get caught in the rain?"

"Do you think everyone looks like you grew up fighting?"

"Yes, yes, good student." Yan Yu snorted coldly, "Stop talking, go to sleep."

"It's not that you don't know how to take care of others." Chen Yifei held the cold towel on his forehead, "Why were you so lazy before?"

"It's not enough to take care of such a small matter. It's far worse than you." Yan Yu said, "My cousin's daughter lived here for a few months in the previous year. At that time, she was just three years old. I was trained at that time."

I think that when my little niece had a fever, Yan Yu, who was an uncle, had gone to the hospital with her back at two or three o'clock at night, and he would tell her a story and coax her to sleep.

There was a sudden warmth in Chen Yifei's heart. He was probably the only person in the world who knew the truest appearance of Yan Yu. If not, Chen Yifei felt that he would be a little disappointed.

After ten o'clock, Chen Yifei's fever subsided. Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and uncovered the towel on Chen Yifei's forehead. Recalling the scene when he was taking care of his little niece, he actually bent over and kissed Chen Yifei's forehead subconsciously, and said with a smile: "Late …"

Before the word "Ann" came out, Yan Yu realized that something bad happened.

Chen Yifei was stunned by him, and it was the first time that Yan Yu saw such a surprised expression on Chen Yifei's face. Yan Yu was so embarrassed that he blushed as he wanted to explain but didn't know what to say.

Chen Yifei: "Get used to it?"

"... Well, my niece likes me to kiss her so much." Yan Yu said ashamed, "I'm sorry."

"fine… "

Yan Yu turned off the light and went to bed, scolding himself thousands of times in his heart. What he scolded was not that he didn't react to Chen Yifei's forehead for a while, but that he actually vaguely felt that Chen Yifei's surprised expression was particularly novel, and he even had a sense of accomplishment.

To be honest, Yan Yu was the first person besides his parents to kiss Chen Yifei's forehead. He actually felt his body relaxed.

Chen Yifei is very depressed. He knows that Yan Yu should have no other meaning, but his thinking is much more complicated than that of Yan Yu. How can he not think too much