Yan Hai'an watched Mo Yi give birth out of the house, and said seriously to Sun Yan: "Mr. Sun, as a good person, you must at least abide by what you said, right?"
Sun Yan grinned: "I don't understand what you're talking about? And what did I do? It's normal for old men to take a hot spring together, right? If I really want to do something, do you think you can stop it?"
He said with emotion and sarcasm: "But after all, I am a good person."
Yan Hai'an fell silent, and sat there quietly, looking at Sun Yan like a guard. Even when he was sitting on a wooden bench, he kept his back straight and his sitting posture was very upright, as if he could hold a board meeting at any time. Sun Yan noticed that this person always looked so upright, as if he was carrying a wooden plank on his back that he would not put down, making people tired of watching him.
There was a moment of silence between the two, and Sun Yan suddenly lost interest. His interest has never lasted long, and he has reached the limit of this matter. Although Mo Yisheng didn't put this tender and special piece of meat in his mouth, seeing Yan Hai'an guarding his guard like a stray dog guarding his last ration, Sun Yan felt a little pity for him: "It's boring, no played."
The gate of the courtyard rang, and Wu Ningshu, who was waiting to collect the bowl at any time, trotted to open the door. The attendant carried two big sacks of things, stood by the door of the main room and said dog-leggedly: "Mr. Sun, the things are brought for you."
Sun Yan glanced at him boredly, then glanced at the darkening sky. Originally, he planned to go back today, but changed his purpose when he met Mo Yisheng. Now that he didn't want to follow him anymore, he thought about going back.
But the road to City B from here is very difficult to walk, and it is getting dark, so it will take three or four hours conservatively, and there is no urgent matter, Sun Yan is not a person who will wrong himself to go on the road, so he clicked his tongue: "Mr. Put it in the room where I sleep."
Wu Ningshu led the two of them to the main house. Only then did Yan Hai'an heave a sigh of relief. He didn't want Mo Yisheng to be taken advantage of by Sun Yan at all. When he thought of the picture of Sun Yan looking at Mo Yisheng's body, he got angry.
For some reason now, Sun Yan is very knowledgeable, which is good.
Yan Haian turned to Mo Yisheng's room to find someone, but the room was already empty.
"This guy..." Yan Hai'an pressed his forehead, presumably Mo Yisheng couldn't wait to digest, and ran to soak in the hot spring as soon as he got back to the house. The so-called things to be sorted were scattered on the kang, and they were not cleaned up at all.
Yan Hai'an helped him put away one by one, calculated the time, and walked around to the back of the house. Almost every family here will dig such a pit, lay a layer of stones on the bottom, and then introduce hot springs, and it will become a simple natural hot spring pool. Some would put up a fence to cover it like Wu Ningshu's family did, and some people didn't even pull the fence.
You can't soak in the hot spring for too long, Yan Hai'an called Mo Yi abruptly through the fence. At night, the temperature was even lower, and Mo Yisheng was enjoying a comfortable bath. He reluctantly wrapped himself in a bath towel and climbed out of the hot spring, shivering from the cold wind.
"Don't go to bed too late tonight, get up and have breakfast tomorrow morning." Yan Hai'an told him to put on his coat quickly, "Adjust your work and rest time, you can't keep upside down like this day and night."
"Got it." Mo Yisheng muttered, pulling his coat and walking back quickly wearing a pair of slippers, "Why are you just like my mother?"
Yan Hai'an said helplessly: "Then you can save me some trouble!"
Before entering the house, he took a look at Sun Yan's room. The lights were on there, and he was probably talking to his attendant about something.
"Ah, you've already packed it." Mo Yisheng glanced at the packages and drawing boards that were neatly placed on the chair, threw himself on the made bed, rubbed the quilt happily, and said seriously, "Hai'an, are you really happy?" It's like my mother."
Yan Haian: "..."
Not knowing how to answer, Yan Haian sat on the side, asked him to lie down, and prepared to blackmail Sun Yan again: "Yi Sheng, about Mr. Sun..."
"You may have misunderstood him." Mo Yisheng blinked under the quilt, "He's not like what you said."
Silly boy.
Yan Hai'an said mildly: "You can't just rely on his one-sided words to change your mind..."
"It's not based on one-sided words, it's a kind of intuition... And I don't think you have much contact with Sun Yan, so you heard it from others, right?" Mo Yisheng sighed, "Do you remember, I was often called by others at that time?" Gossip, but I'm not what they say. Only you don't believe them."
What Mo Yisheng was talking about was when they were in the sprint class for the college entrance examination together. He performed outstandingly and was often praised by the teacher. Children who are facing the college entrance examination are particularly sensitive, and their mentality of comparison is extremely serious. Mo Yisheng has such a temperament that he doesn't know how to hide and is not very tactful, so he is naturally excluded, even his appearance advantage is useless.
At that time, Yan Hai'an and Mo Yisheng were not considered friends, but they were the only ones in the class who could communicate with Mo Yisheng on a daily basis. It's not that he hates evil or has an independent personality, it's just that during that time he was in such a good mood that everyone was pleasing to the eye, and he didn't want to be with those idiots, so he didn't hesitate to let out more warmth in the world.
Later, an accident happened to Yan Hai'an, and he reunited with Mo Yisheng after dropping out of school, and the relationship between the two quickly improved.
"I don't misunderstand Mr. Sun, it's simply because he is not the same kind of person as us, and wants to avoid trouble." Yan Hai'an didn't say much, so as not to arouse Mo Yisheng's horns.
Mo Yisheng curled his lips, and talked about the past along with the topic just now. Yan Hai'an didn't remember Mo Yisheng clearly about what happened at that time, so he listened to him patiently.
Mo Yisheng said: "It's a pity that Teacher Sun is no longer in City B, otherwise I can visit him often. I don't know if the security there is better. I still feel very distressed when I think of the paintings we lost."
The security of the building where the classroom of the sprint class is located is not good, and the finished paintings of the students are often sold by the cleaners or other caring people for ten or twenty yuan. Yan Haian lost it once or twice, let alone Mo Yisheng.
But Yan Hai'an knew that some of Mo Yisheng's paintings were thrown away by his classmates, and he helped pick them up, but Mo Yisheng still doesn't know.
He looked down at Mo Yisheng with shining eyes, as if looking at a rare treasure, and finally couldn't help it, and lightly touched Mo Yisheng's forehead: "Go to sleep, don't play with your phone. "
Mo Yisheng twisted under the quilt in distress: "I can't sleep."
"It's good to rest your eyes with your eyes closed. I'll call you at 9 o'clock in the morning, and you are not allowed to sleep in." Yan Haian stood up and turned off the light for him, "Good night."
After chatting for too long, before I knew it, it was 11 o'clock, and it was getting dark. There was only one dim light bulb in the yard, and people could barely see the road. Yan Haian moved his neck, and then looked at Sun Yan's room. The lights were not turned on, and he didn't know if he was asleep or he was not there. But he didn't care. After a day of tossing around, he was also tired, and he was going to sleep after soaking in a hot spring.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the vernal equinox has just passed. The initial vitality of all things floats in the slightly cold air, and the pleasing moist smell smells very fresh. The night here is not full of noise like in the city, it is very quiet around here. Probably to take care of them, Wu Ningshu thoughtfully pulled two light bulbs above the pool, Yan Haian untied the bath towel, folded it aside, and found a place to sit down after testing the water temperature.
The pool was relatively shallow and only reached his chest, so he sat down a little more, letting the water soak up his shoulders, and leaned against the pool wall made of stones, and let out a long sigh of relief.
The brain relaxed a little bit, and Yan Hai'an became tense again. It has always been like this these years. He has to find something to think over and over again to occupy his mind. Only by supervising himself all the time can he be the current self.
Judging from the situation that day, Li Qing's exhibition should have a relationship with the association. It would be great if the exhibition was held in the Municipal Art Museum. Of course, this is not impossible. In fact, it would be nice to be able to join the association, and the resources will expand a lot, but Mo Yisheng has too much prejudice against the association, even if he can join, most of them are unwilling...
Yan Hai'an looked up at the lights above his head in ecstasy, and suddenly heard a noise, and turned his head to look at the gate of the fence. Sun Yan, who only wore trousers and slippers, held a bath towel, opened the fence door, and walked in sideways.
Yan Haian: "..."
Sun Yan: "..."
In view of the original intention of not wanting to have more contact with this person, Yan Haian should have stood up and made way at this time, but no matter how he controlled it, in such a comfortable situation, his mind was somewhat relaxed, and the little bit of temper in his nature made him It came out: "Mr. Sun. I'll come out after soaking for a while, please wait a moment."
Sun Yan had been standing at the door without moving, probably hesitating whether to advance or retreat, but when he heard Yan Hai'an say such words first, the young master suddenly lost his temper.
Others have always given way to him, when did he make way for others
Sun Yan closed the door with his backhand. The dilapidated fence gate couldn't bear his force, and it collapsed on one side and rested loosely on the other side. He walked to the edge of the pool and said provocatively: "But I want to soak now, or you get up first?"
Yan Hai'an stared ahead expressionlessly, turning a deaf ear.
The two confronted each other for a while, neither of them willing to give in, the air was full of gunpowder. Sun Yan smiled, threw the towel casually on the fence, and began to take off his pants.
Yan Haian: "..."
Sun Yan's figure is better than expected, with well-defined muscles, six-pack abs neatly wrapped around his abdomen like bricks, and the mermaid lines on both sides shrinking beautifully to the navel, exuding masculine charm. The linen slacks were very loose. At this time, he unbuttoned the belt and took it off easily. Sun Yan didn't wear anything under his underwear, with the empty gear hanging, and this time he was completely naked. The thing between his legs swayed with the movement, and it was heavy. Its size was like a murder weapon in the world, showing an astonishing sense of presence.
He seemed to be extremely confident in his body, and he didn't feel the slightest embarrassment of being naked in front of people. He pushed his pants aside with his feet, and stepped in with one step.
There was a sound of splashing, and the surface of the water rippled, and Yan Hai'an's face was covered with water. He silently stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and countless bullet screens floated behind him, all of which were in large and small fonts: Damn, shameless.
The author has something to say:
Sun Yan: I am a good person
Yan Haian: I have never seen a person who is so keen on issuing cards for himself
Sun Yan: Heh, are you satisfied with what you see
Yan Haian: shameless