At five o'clock in the morning, some rain fell at sea.
Zhuang Yi opened his eyes, looked down, and saw that Xun Yuming was lying on his side, his fluffy hair got into the neckline, scratching his neck itchy. He curled his mouth, reached for his phone, and took a picture of Xun Yuming sleeping.
Under the high-definition camera, a little teardrop on the eyelashes glistens, looking cute and quiet. Last night Xun Yuming stood the phone on the edge of the headboard to charge, and later pulled it up with Zhuang Yi, and accidentally knocked off the phone, hitting his own cheekbones.
Zhuang Yi wanted to take him to the hospital, but he didn't want to make a fuss. He closed his eyes and kept blinking, tears falling down like broken threads. The mobile phone was not light, and it was dropped from a height, Xun Yuming's eye circles were instantly red, and in the photo, he couldn't see it from the side, but he could find a bruise when he turned his face.
Gently turning his head, Zhuang Yi inspected the wound, which was slightly swollen. Xun Yuming hummed indistinctly, kicked his legs into his arms in a daze, and breathed heavily again.
Still the same as before, with a terribly hard mouth, yelling not to touch him, and still sticking to people when he fell asleep. Zhuang Yi laughed secretly, suddenly thought of something, struggled in his heart, lifted Xun Yuming's elastic band and took a look - the little red mole was still gorgeous.
Be cautious, be careful.
He lay absent-mindedly for two hours, time flew by, and before he knew it, it was seven o'clock. Xun Yuming turned over, woke up leisurely, rubbed his eyes subconsciously, Zhuang Yi hurriedly grabbed his hand, "don't move."
"Let go of me..." Half of his body was hugged, his posture was rather ambiguous, and he knew that Zhuang Yi would take advantage of the opportunity to move.
"You got here by yourself, and you still rely on me?" Although Zhuang Yi had ideas, he didn't take advantage of the opportunity.
Xun Yuming was full of suspicion, Zhuang Yi turned out the photo and showed him, "Who is holding my shoulder tightly with one hand?"
"I..." Xun Yuming blushed and lowered his head, only to see Xiao Xiaoming poking his head, as if he was about to wake up, hurriedly tore his clothes and ran to the bathroom.
With a smile on the corner of Zhuang Yi's mouth, he folded the quilt and pushed open the window. Outside, the rain was pattering, and the sky was full of water.
Not long after, Xun Yuming came out after washing, stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the phone."
"Delete photos?" Zhuang Yi guessed what he was thinking, and raised the phone above his head, "No."
"Delete it soon. I didn't agree with you to take pictures." Xun Yuming frowned and pouted. He was not fully awake yet, and his expression was a little stupefied.
Zhuang Yi smiled and said, "I didn't agree with you to hug me either, we're even."
"You really..." Xun Yuming held back for a long time before throwing out a sentence: "Your temperament has changed a lot!"
Seeing that he was in a hurry, Zhuang Yi immediately softened his attitude, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll delete it for you, what do you want to scold people for?"
Xun Yuming took it with a puffy face, found the photo and deleted it, and was about to turn off the phone and return it to him, when he suddenly saw himself blinking on the screen, and in the next second transformed into a naked half butt, with a charming little red mole drop.
"..."
Zhuang Yi's dynamic screen has been used for more than eight years, and he never expected to be caught by the subject of the photo, so he didn't react for a while. When Xun Yuming borrowed his mobile phone yesterday, he swiped open the screen and it happened to be the WeChat page, so it happened to be discovered at this moment.
"..." Zhuang Yi moved his lips, and they met him awkwardly.
There were two "dong dong" on the door, and the sound of the bay came, telling the two of them to have breakfast.
Xun Yuming turned back to open the door, Zhuang Yi rushed forward, reached out and snatched the phone, and smiled at the bay behind the door: "We'll go there right away."
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Haiwan turned around to leave, Zhuang Yi was afraid that Xun Yuming would get angry with him, so he grabbed him and said, "You... didn't take the quilt."
"I'll get it, I'll get it." Xun Yuming was embarrassed to ask the master to close the quilt, ran into the house to hug him out, glared at Zhuang Yi, and went to the next door with Haiwan.
The dining table was set earlier, Xun Yuming was sitting on the inside, Zhuang Yi saved his dynamic screen backup into the cloud space, put it together with the sleeping photo that was just deleted, and sat down next to him.
In front of him were shrimp dumplings, pork ribs, radish cakes and other seven or eight snacks. Zhuang Yi casually put his mobile phone on the table, and gave a crab rice steamed bun to the people around him.
Xun Yuming didn't eat, and turned on the screen, and saw that the background had been changed to the sea, found the photo album, and flipped through it, and as Zhuang Yi expected, he deleted the dynamic picture, and when he exited, he caught a glimpse of a handsome young man In the photo with Zhuang Yi, the line of sight could not help but stay for a few more seconds.
Zhuang Yi watched his movements from the corner of his eye, and chatted with Chigui and Haiwan one after another, until he finished deleting the pictures, then put away his phone calmly. After breakfast and sitting for a while, they said goodbye and went back.
No one spoke a word along the way, the two were relatively silent, and the wiper blades swung back and forth, making a "booting" sound. The car drove back to the family area of Xiwan University, Zhuang Yi opened the car door to hold an umbrella, but Xun Yuming didn't wait for him, and ran into the cave in the rain.
Zhuang Yi hurriedly chased him in, put away his umbrella and shook, and saw two rows of half-dry footprints on the ground. Xun Yuming took out the key and was about to open the door when he suddenly grabbed both hands and was about to shout when Zhuang Yi covered his mouth again.
"Hush..." Zhuang Yi gestured to him, pointed to the wide footprints on the ground, then pointed to the door, and dragged him out.
The car door slammed shut, Xun Yuming was still in shock, and asked in a trembling voice, "Is there anyone in the room?"
"Maybe." Zhuang Yi wasn't sure either, but the two rows of footprints were really weird, they looked like they were left by rubber shoes, but they disappeared as soon as they reached the door of Grandpa's house, obviously it wasn't someone from upstairs passing by. "Let's go back first."
He shifted into reverse, stepped on the accelerator, started the car, exited the alley, turned around and went straight to the police station. Xun Yuming had done the transcript before, and the clerk knew him when he came again this time. After learning about the situation, he went to the grandfather's house with Lao Xu, who was in charge of the case.
After taking pictures to collect evidence, Lao Xu opened the door first and took someone inside to search, but the inside was empty except for a extinguished cigarette butt on the living room table. Seeing this, Lao Xu said, "I can't live here for the time being. Is there any other place you can go? Let's stay at relatives and friends' house for the time being."
This remark hit his heart, and Zhuang Yi just pushed the boat smoothly: "He lives with me now, and we just came back to get things."
With the matter at this point, Xun Yuming had no choice but to nod along. Lao Xu led people to check at the front and back doors, Zhuang Yi went to the bathroom to pack things, Xun Yuming entered the room and stuffed some clothes, put on the old photo album, and walked out with the suitcase.
The man came in through the front door, but escaped through the back window. Grandpa lived on the first floor of an old house, and the anti-theft windows had long been weathered, and they would break when they were broken. Zhuang Yi locked the doors and windows, sent Lao Xu away, and drove him home.
Xun Yuming sat in the co-pilot, looked at him, flattened his mouth and said, "If you smile again, your mouth will crooked."
"You came here," Zhuang Yi chuckled twice, "I didn't force you."
He's even a little grateful for that dangerous guy now.
"Isn't your house renovated?" Xun Yuming leaned against the window, not looking at him.
"The decoration is complete." Zhuang Yi said nonsense.
Knowing that it was a lie, Xun Yuming snorted softly: "We have three chapters in the agreement, I will live in your house, you can't sleep with me, and you can't secretly take pictures of me, and you can't touch me."
"Who do you think I am?" Zhuang Yi couldn't help asking like he was guarding against a thief, "I'm in your heart, is it so unbearable?"
This sentence successfully aroused Xun Yuming's compassion, his throat rolled, and he realized that he was asking for help, and in this way, Zhuang Yi was equivalent to taking the risk with him. In fact, since he lived in his grandfather's house, he has put himself in danger to protect himself.
"Thank you." He said sincerely.
Zhuang Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, "I finally remembered."
He didn't even try to ask Yuming for a thank you, he just did what he wanted, but if there was really no response, he would be like a person shouting at the valley, and he would always feel tired.
Feeling guilty, Xun Yuming didn't know what to say, so he hung his head and remained silent. Zhuang Yi held the steering wheel with his left hand, freed his right hand, interlocked his fingers and held them together.
The last time he was drunk under the night, Xun Yuming was held by him in the same way. That day he only touched the ring on his left ring finger, and quickly loosened it. It was different today, he held it and didn't intend to let it go.
Xun Yuming's palms were wet and damp to the touch, and he couldn't tell if it was rain or sweat. He didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to speak. He was so quiet, but he seemed to have exchanged thousands of words in silence.
Zhuang Yi drove home with one hand, parked the car in the garage, but did not enter the house directly through the small door, but walked around to the gate of the courtyard with a big black umbrella, and showed him the electric box in the flower shed, "This courtyard is equipped with a power grid to prevent theft. , if I don’t come home, you open the gate.” He pointed to the leftmost gate to remind, “Don’t open it in rainy days.”
"Understood." Xun Yuming nodded vigorously.
Zhuang Yi opened the door and entered the house, climbed up to the second floor, and took him to the bedroom on the right side of the stairs: "You can sleep in this room, the other rooms are not cleaned up. I'm next door and share the bathroom with you."
Xun Yuming has never been here before, and the decoration style upstairs is obviously more casual and comfortable, not as compared to the downstairs, with a more or less office atmosphere, "I will get used to it in the future, and I should dislike my grandfather's small room when I go home. It's called 'It's hard to change from extravagance to frugality'."
Zhuang Yi settled his luggage, put on new bedding, brought him a set of toiletries, and asked with a smile, "What are you going back for?"
Is there still time to go back
Xun Yuming changed his wet clothes, brushed his hair, and followed him downstairs. "I can't live in your house forever." After all, they are just friends, not lovers, and they won't be lovers.
Zhuang Yi paused, blocked him at the stairs, locked his hands and feet firmly with his eyes, and asked, "Why not?"
"Because..." Xun Yuming couldn't move, so he could only reply vaguely: "We are friends, we can't rely on it forever."
"Who wants to be your friend." Zhuang Yi snorted, wrapped his wrists with his backhand, and pushed him against the wall. "Will it be like this between friends?"
"You..." Xun Yuming tried to struggle, but in vain, his strength was too great, "You promised me not to move, you have to keep your word."
"I don't want to keep my word when I meet you." Zhuang Yi was educated to be a gentleman since he was a child, but he looked at Xun Yuming and touched every inch of him with his eyes, as if he wanted to eat him alive, "I just want to be Once a villain."
A no-nonsense, down-to-earth, villain.
Xun Yuming saw his own reflection in his dark eyes, so selfish and so embarrassed. He made up his mind and said coldly: "Let go of me, or I'll leave immediately."
The sharp voice pierced the scab in Zhuang Yi's heart. He closed the wound, and the fragility of the moment was clearly visible, but it was quickly covered up, and he only smiled slightly: "I'm just joking with you, so serious doing what."
Xun Yuming tried his best to maintain his seriousness, biting his lips with soreness in his heart, and said: "I can't help but tease, don't make such jokes with me."
"Okay." Zhuang Yi agreed almost immediately, otherwise he didn't know how long he would be stuck in this situation, his answer was flustered and hasty. Like running away from something.
Looking at him, Xun Yuming couldn't bear it: "I..."
Why would he play such a vicious role
He couldn't bear to see that expression on Zhuang Yi's face, that expression that was obviously stung, but forced to smile and pretend to be chic. "You scold me, I really... I beg you scold me."
Xun Yuming fell down on the steps, holding his head in his hands, curled up into a chrysalis. He really wanted a shell, even if it was a thin layer of cocoon, even if it could only allow him to escape for a moment and take a breath.
Zhuang Yi seemed to hear him shouting, squatted down and took him into his arms, hugging him gently, like hugging a bird with broken wings. His embrace was so hot, it slowly tightened, tightened... covering his body with solid ice.
"Fool," he said in a low voice with warmth, "I'm not willing to scold you."
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