The conditions in my hometown are poor, and I usually just take a shower in the yard when I take a shower. It's raining now, so I can only wipe it off with hot water in the house. Yan Zhuo took the hot towel that Shen Ji handed him, and the hot water in the tub steamed into a white mist. Yan Zhuo unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, looked at the other towel on the tub, and tilted his head. He looked at Shen Ji with fever in his ears.
Shen Ji didn't look at him, and didn't take off his clothes. Instead, he took the toiletries, opened the door and went out. Yan Zhuo pulled the shirt to his shoulders, his straight back collapsed in an instant, he quickly took off the shirt, and wiped his body with a towel. He heard the voice of Shen Ji and his second uncle talking outside the door, and the second uncle said from a distance: "Is there not enough hot water, don't worry, here is a new pot."
Yan Zhuo turned his body slightly, and Shen Ji responded, "It's enough." The voice was not far away, just at the door, just a door away from Yan Zhuo. Yan Zhuo curled up the corner of his mouth, put the towel in the tub, twisted it again, and wiped his body slowly.
When Shen Ji entered the room, Yan Zhuo was wearing little yellow chicken underwear and bent over to wipe his lower body. His back was facing the door, and the movement of bending made his two waists invisible, and his straight long legs were exposed to the air. Shen Ji threw the shirt on Yan Zhuo's body and said, "Put on the clothes, it will be cold in rainy weather."
Just as Yan Zhuo wanted to argue, he sneezed. He put on his shirt a little aggrieved, and said, "The hot water is a bit cold."
Shen Ji hummed, spread the quilt on the bed, turned around and walked over to soak another towel in hot water, Yan Zhuo dragged out the luggage in the corner, looking for toiletries while looking at Shen Ji. Shen Ji didn't shy away from him, he took off his shirt, revealing his well-defined abdominal muscles, Yan Zhuo felt a little flushed after just one glance, he grabbed the toiletries in a panic, stood up and hurriedly said: "I'm going to wash up. "When he recovered, he was already standing outside the house.
Yan Zhuo squatted by the door a little dejectedly, watching the rainwater on the ground merge into countless strands and run into the drain. Shen Ji's second uncle helped Yan Zhuo get some warm water, and Yan Zhuo squatted next to the drain at the door and finished washing. When he returned to the room, Shen Ji had already finished wiping himself, and poured all the water in the tub at the door.
Yan Zhuo looked at Shen Ji's back, and put on the shirt on the body that had just been wiped. The shirt was a little wet, and it was already a little transparent. He was in a flustered mood, and the cloudy weather turned sunny, because it was raining and it got dark early, so Yan Zhuo changed into his pajamas and climbed onto the bed. Shen Ji turned off the light and walked to the bed. He moved his butt to make room for Shen Ji.
The bed is only a little bigger than a single bed, and it can only be said to be just right for two people. Yan Zhuo still wanted to squeeze in, one hand moved over and stuck it between his shoulder and the cold wall, Yan Zhuo's breathing stopped, and Shen Ji whispered, "Point this way." The movement was just one In an instant, Shen Ji quickly withdrew his hand, the warm breath of the palm still remained on his arm, Yan Zhuo buried his head, stretched out his hand to hug his arm, and stroked it slightly.
His eyes quickly got used to the darkness, but Yan Zhuo could only see the outline of Shen Ji. Shen Ji was lying on the bed, he pulled the quilt, and touched Yan Zhuo's shoulder with his hand, to make sure that the quilt had covered the two of them. It was all covered, Yan Zhuo breathed the smell of Shen Ji, he moved slightly, Shen Ji put his hand on the quilt and said: "It's cold in the mountains at night, don't move around, the quilt can't cover it."
Yan Zhuo unconsciously controlled his breathing. He heard that Shen Ji next to him fell asleep quickly. Counting Shen Ji's breath, he was also a little tired. He turned sideways and pressed his chest against Shen Ji's arm. Shen Ji's body temperature was very high. Even though they were all lying in the same bed, the body temperature difference was obvious. He felt as comfortable as being soaked in warm water all over his body. He closed his eyes and fell asleep after watching for a while.
Maybe it was something on his mind, Yan Zhuo woke up the next day when the cock crowed outside the yard, he found that the quilt was covering him, he got up and rubbed his eyes. Shen Ji came in from outside the house with a hot towel, saw that Yan Zhuo was still asleep, and handed him the towel in his hand, "Wipe your face."
Yan Zhuo groaned in confusion, picked up a hot towel and wiped his face and neck, Shen Ji naturally took the towel from him, and said, "Get up and come out to eat."
Yan Zhuo woke up a little bit, got up from the bed in a panic, found a new shirt and put it on and asked, "Did I get up late?" When he came to his hometown, he had a sleepover on the first day, Shen Ji's second uncle's family and grandma... The more Yan Zhuo thought about it, the more serious it became.
But Shen Ji said: "It's only five o'clock now, we have to wait a while for breakfast."
Yan Zhuo let out a cry of surprise, took out his phone from his pocket and looked at the time, it was ten minutes before it was five o'clock, Yan Zhuo ran his hands through his curled hair.
During breakfast, apart from the second uncle and second aunt I met yesterday, there was also a little girl who was the second uncle's daughter—Shen Yan'er. Shen Ji had just taken two bites before being called away by his second uncle, who said that the old man had woken up. Yan Zhuo looked around, but the door was only opened a gap, no matter how Ren Yan Zhuo looked around, he could only see a few phantoms, and he didn't know whether he saw the furniture or Shen Ji.
The second aunt was very warm to Yan Zhuo, and served Yan Zhuo a bowl of porridge, less soup and more rice, Yan Zhuo took it and thanked him. Although the members of Shen Ji's family were a little curious about Yan Zhuo, they didn't want to ask too many questions. The friends Shen Ji brought back treated Zhou Dao just fine. Shen Yan'er is a child, so she can ask whatever she wants, and she asked curiously, "Brother, are you also from City A?"
Yan Zhuo raised his head and touched her head, then said with a smile, "Yes."
Shen Yan'er said: "Third aunt said that the second brother is also from city A." The second aunt glanced at her daughter, and asked step by step: "Why is your second brother from city A? Where is he now, ah?"
Shen Yan'er blinked her eyes, and said stubbornly: "Third Aunt said so."
The second aunt said helplessly to Yan Zhuo: "The child is talking nonsense." Shen Yan'er believed that it was true and suddenly it was a lie, her self-esteem suddenly burst, she burst into tears, and shouted: "Sangu Yes, the third aunt said." The second aunt picked up Shen Yan'er and walked into the house, comforting in a low voice: "Whether you want to go to school later, your face is crying."
The porridge that Yan Zhuo put into his mouth was a little tasteless, the second aunt of the Shen family and Shen Yan'er talked back and forth, Yan Zhuo tasted something, and the second brother that Shen Yan'er said was Shen Ji. He tilted his head and saw Shen Ji standing at the door for an unknown how long, with his usual expression. He walked to Yan Zhuo's side, stretched out his hand to press Yan Zhuo's head, picked up the half bowl of porridge he ate just now, and said to Yan Zhuo, "Go climbing the mountain the day after tomorrow."
Yan Zhuo glanced at Shen Ji and asked, "Then what are you going to do today and tomorrow?"