After Yan Hai'an ran away in anger, Sun Ling said that kind of thing at the door again, and Sun Yan lay on the bed all night. He thought he wouldn't be able to sleep, but then dozed off in a daze. Even in his dreams he was thinking about it.
Is it okay for Yan Hai'an to be like this
He was very uncomfortable when he woke up. This discomfort is not as severe as when he learned of his parents' accident, but the premonition that the future and life will suddenly become dull. They are like invisible clouds, covering his heart all the time.
Sun Yan said: "I don't think you are very free? Anyway, we know each other very well, so it's just you."
Yan Hai'an was in a daze, before he could clear his mind, Sun Yan came to him.
What does he mean today? What does it mean to make such a request
Yan Hai'an has long learned to deal with many things vaguely. Once upon a time, like Mo Yisheng, he was black and white, love and hate were distinct, even though life was a bit difficult, logic was clear, hard work would yield results, and earnestness would be rewarded.
But it wasn't like this, his innocent heart was splashed with dirty water, and the ashes in front of his eyes could no longer be washed clean.
Yan Hai'an knows in his heart that people have to go through such a thing, and only some very lucky darlings can keep their hearts pure. So even if he discovered such a subtle interaction between himself and Sun Yan, he would try to ignore it as much as possible. Just because he knew that neither he nor Sun Yan was the kind of person who wanted to put his true feelings into this kind of matter.
This self-deception, which both parties understand, keeps them safe from possible harm.
Yan Haian was shocked and came back to his senses.
He was silent for a moment, and said calmly: "Mr. Sun, please come in with me, there are some things I need to explain to you."
Sun Yan was already flustered, but after hearing what he said, he became even more flustered. When he panicked, his face became very stiff, and he looked very stinky, nodding his head arrogantly, leading the way.
Yan Haian turned around and led him to the small office. Sun Yan followed behind, his mind in a mess. Of course, he hasn't cleared his mind since last night.
What should I do
Most importantly, what does he want to do
Sun Yan walked into the small office and got along with Yan Hai'an again. He couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, so he turned sideways and closed the door.
As soon as he turned his head, a surge of momentum hit him.
When he was attacked suddenly, Sun Yan's face changed, and he instinctively wanted to fight back. Suddenly, he remembered who was attacking him, his expression froze fiercely, and he refused to dodge.
He was picked up by the collar, and he was pushed against the door with this force.
Yan Haian grabbed his collar with one hand: "Sun Yan, what do you want to do?"
This is the second time he has asked, and unlike the last time, this time he will speak clearly.
"Don't play games like this with me anymore, I'm already interested in you." Yan Hai'an said something that was almost a confession, but he didn't look shy or timid, "I know you also have thoughts about me, but since we I don’t even want to go any further, so let’s stop here.”
Except for Sun Ling, Sun Yan had never been carried like this in his entire life. He looked at Yan Hai'an short of breath, thinking of himself when he learned about the plane accident. For a long time, he couldn't stop thinking about those things for a moment, hoping to start all over again, even if it was a day earlier, no, even two hours earlier. To be able to tell his parents how much he loved them before they boarded the death flight.
Rather than letting them walk away with memories of endless arguments.
Those unscrupulous words because of anger, every time he thinks back, he feels stuck in the bottom of his heart, and he has never had the chance to pull them out in his life.
That pain turned into a blind rage, and he raged at everything, which ended up being directed at himself.
Sun Yan held Yan Haian's hand tightly, took a deep breath, and said grimly, "Who says I don't want to develop?"
This time it was Yan Hai'an's turn to be stunned, and he couldn't help showing a little shaken on his face.
Sun Yan grabbed his shoulders, turned around and pressed him against the door with a slamming sound, with anger in his eyes: "Who doesn't want to develop?"
Yan Haian was brought back to his senses by his yelling, and immediately yelled back: "It's not my fault! Who wants to confirm the relationship with me first! You fucking say it yourself!"
This matter was done by Sun Yan. At the beginning, he was reluctant to part with Yan Hai'an and refused to go any further, so he decided on the relationship first.
Sun Yan's eyes wandered, and he roared guiltyly: "Then you don't know how to say it yourself?! Didn't you just say you were interested in me just now? Did you just treat me like this when you were interested?!"
Yan Hai'an pushed his hand with his hand, but he didn't push it: "Look at your reluctant scum, do I have the nerve to say it?! If I say it, why don't I touch my nose? You are not satisfied with me being so sensible! ?”
The two of them seem to have an IQ that is only in the lower single digits, and the sky is dark and the sky is dark.
Sun Yan: "How do you know it's useless if you don't tell me!?"
Yan Hai'an: "Why should I say it! Aren't you interested in me? Then why don't you say it? Do it, do it, just go to bed as soon as we meet! You will die if you talk about sweets!"
Sun Yan: "Doesn't your fucking conscience hurt? I'm the only one who enjoys it?! I like you so I want to sleep with you every day! And it's said to be mutual benefit and reciprocity. If you need me, I will never hesitate. If there is a need, you push three times and four things? Are you reasonable?"
"I'm being unreasonable and you hit me! Is it amazing that you like me?! I like you too!" Yan Hai'an pushed his hand away persistently, and Sun Yan immediately relentlessly pushed away when he pushed him away. Press it up and it looks like two cats playing push hands. He was so angry that he uttered the dialect from his hometown: "You are a god, let me go!"
The two stopped in excitement, panting for breath, and stopped talking.
It was emotional just now, and I said everything that should be said and should not be said. Now that I have calmed down for a while, the brows of the two of them frowned in unison, as if they couldn't face the fact that they accidentally uttered their innermost thoughts just now. of myself.
The door behind Yan Haian rang cautiously. Wu Fang's voice was a bit muffled through the door, but he could still hear a bit of trepidation: "Boss, um, do I need to make tea for you?"
There is tea in the small office, which is obviously an excuse. The two of them moved so loudly that they already alarmed the people outside. It wasn't that Wu Fang was courageous, he saw that Sun Yan was the one who had been squatting outside for a long time, and was afraid that something might happen, so he bit the bullet and asked.
Yan Hai'an turned his face sideways and said, "No need, you can go and do your work."
Hearing the people outside leaving, Yan Haian maintained that posture uncomfortably, his eyes dropped to Sun Yan's hand: "What are you still holding on to?"
Sun Yan paused, then withdrew his hand embarrassingly.
No matter how mentally handicapped you are, you can never take back what you say and the water you spill. Both were a little speechless.
Yan Hai'an's shoulder was sore from being pinched by this animal who only knew how to use brute force, so he raised his hand unconsciously and rubbed it. Sun Yan suddenly grasped it: "What's wrong with your hand?"
The watch slid back a little with the movement, exposing his bruised wrist. Before Yan Hai'an could answer, Sun Yan remembered that he did it last night.
He peeked at Yan Hai'an annoyedly: "How could it be so swollen... Didn't you apply the medicine?"
There was no fluctuation on Yan Haian's face, and he wanted to withdraw his hand: "It's not that serious."
Sun Yan refused to let go: "What are you messing around with? Did you see it all swollen? The ointment specially made by someone in my family works very well. Now after rubbing it at night, I feel much more relaxed. Come back with me."
After such a scene just now, Yan Haian still felt a little strange: "No need."
Sun Yan wanted to say something, but let go, and said in a low voice, "Then you wait here first, I'll go back and get it."
"No need..." Yan Hai'an was slightly shocked by him. Sun Yan has always been arrogant and domineering. He never discusses with others. It's hard to see him compromise so easily.
Seeing that Sun Yan was about to turn around and leave without saying a word, Yan Haian called him back: "You... wait, your brother gave me a bottle last night."
"Then why don't you rub it?" Sun Yan came back immediately, "Where's the medicine?"
Yan Haian frowned and said, "Leave it at home."
"Then go to your house." Sun Yan followed good advice, led Yan Haian and walked out. After walking a few steps, he remembered something and changed Yan Haian's left hand to his right. This time he purposely relaxed his strength.
With him like this, it was hard for Yan Haian to struggle, and he led him to walk out, but still refused: "It's really unnecessary, and it doesn't hurt too much. I'll go back and wipe it myself after work."
Sun Yan said without turning his head: "No, I feel uncomfortable looking at it."
The two walked to the door, but Yan Hai'an only had time to explain to Wu Fang before being dragged away. Wu Fang and Li Jinjing were dumbfounded, not knowing why this happened.
Sun Yan drove to the downstairs of the apartment and followed Yan Haian upstairs: "Your family lives here? Do you live alone?"
Yan Hai'an opened the door with the key: "This is Yi Sheng's house, and I live here temporarily."
"What?" Although this was not unexpected, Sun Yanzhen felt indescribable when he heard it, "Do you have no place to live? Where do you want to live? There are five or six hardcover houses in my city, and you can live in them at any time." No problem, take your pick."
Yan Haian: "..."
I don't want to talk to you.
The door was unlocked, but there was no one in the room. It was obvious that Mo Yisheng forgot to lock the door when he went out. Yan Hai'an said to Sun Yan: "Sit down first, what would you like to drink?"
He looks very familiar in this house, as if he is half the master. Sun Yan felt even more uncomfortable: "No need, let's keep the medicine in your bedroom?"
He followed Yan Haian into the room without waiting for Yan Haian to speak, and said critically as he walked, "This house is so old and the layout is not very good. It must be uncomfortable to live in, right? Your bedroom is not as big as my cloakroom …”
Yan Hai'an's mind was still very confused. Hearing him gossip, he couldn't bear it and said: "Shut up! Otherwise, get out."
Sun Yan was indignantly quiet as a chicken.
Yan Haian's room is very simple, with a bed, a wardrobe, a desk facing the window, with a notebook, some sundries and a simple bookshelf on the desk.
The quilt was folded meticulously to give off the air of military training. Sun Yan stood by and admired it, then sat up on it and looked around. The walls were clean and there were no paintings hanging on them. It was not obvious from the layout of the room alone. A man in the art business.
Yan Haian took out the small jar of medicine from the drawer of the closet, sighed, turned around and sat on the bed. He originally wanted to apply it in front of Sun Yan, but Sun Yan took it very naturally, opened it and rubbed it on him.
Sun Yan's technique was actually quite good, only a little painful, and there was a sense of swelling when he pressed it down, but he felt much more comfortable after being pressed.
There are only the two of them in this small room, and the only place they touch is the small piece of the wrist, stiff and intimate.
Yan Hai'an had to find something to say: "I didn't expect you to have such a hand."
Sun Yan lowered his head, and the strength in his hands was always moderate: "I used to fight with Sun Ling, and we would just hit each other. Sometimes we beat each other until our noses were bruised and our faces were swollen, and we had to rub each other with medicine in the end."
"So that's it." Yan Hai'an watched him lower his head, rubbing his wrists earnestly and carefully, the scorching light in the afternoon hit their sides from the window, the temperature was as real as it was, sticking to his face with a kind of heavy pressure.
Probably because the light was a bit dazzling, Sun Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, but his attention was always on Yan Hai'an's wrist, and he couldn't think of hiding.
This person likes me.
Yan Hai'an suddenly realized this.