Shen Yijin asked to go upstairs to rest? Naturally, Jing Xun would not refuse.
"Oh well."
The two stood up as they spoke. As for the brother Tang and Xiao Tang who are going to play below, you can ask the manager here to tell them what he is doing with Chen Yijin.
Is this store anyway? It's Mr.'s.
Nothing will happen? That's it.
The passage is narrow and crowded. Jing Xun, who was walking in front, was naturally protected by Shen Yijin behind him, and the two people left the deck one after the other, and walked towards the stairway leading to the second floor.
not far away.
Like two stone sculptures, Lin Li and his friend were stunned.
It was still when Jing Xun and the others were about to disappear in the corner, Lin Li remembered, he quickly took out his phone and took two photos.
Although the periphery of the dance floor is dark, Yan Jingxun can still be seen walking in front in the photo, but with one hand on his back.
And Shen Yijin behind him was holding that hand.
The crowd was noisy, and the two people who shuttled between them had a stiff posture that the pupils who went to the toilet together during elementary school saw the sight of the pupils.
But the picture is not ugly, even perfect-the younger boy in front is youthful and sunny, with long waist and thin legs.
The man behind in suits and leather shoes has an extraordinary aura.
And two people holding hands in tandem like this? Walking towards the back of the stairs, there is a feeling of... not doing good things.
"...No, normal people don't hold hands like this when walking, right?" Lin Li's friend was stupid, "not to mention that it is Shen Yijin!"
"... Who the hell knows what's going on?!" Lin Li scolded anxiously.
They were still going to find Yan Jing for trouble, but now they suddenly see this scene... Don't mention how big the impact is.
Lin Li felt that he could not be shocked by himself, and as soon as he raised his hand, he sent the two photos to Shen Bohan who was still ill.
[Lin Li: It's incredible, the second young master, what do you think I found? Is this Yan Jingxun going to drop Gu? ? ]
In the hospital, Shen Bohan, who had a high fever for a few days and finally got better, was still very weak at the moment, and he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the mobile phone.
But by coincidence, he heard the phone ringing this time, and he barely raised his arm and grabbed it from the head of the bed. He glanced at it.
This looks amazing.
The content on the photo is clear and sharp, and even for fear that he would not be able to spot the blind spot if he did not carefully, Lin Li edited it later and showed the part where the two people were holding hands with a red circle.
With just one glance, the second master almost fainted again.
Lin Li on the other side continued to send him a long voice with great excitement: Can you tell where this is? No, did your elder brother get any excitement? Isn't he not close to men? Damn it, if I send this photo to others, the whole circle won’t be blown up...
"Cough cough cough cough cough!"
A violent cough echoed in the private ward.
Lin Li's sound mixed with the world's best dance music continued.
But Shen Bohan threw the mobile phone heavily, and he didn't want to listen to a word.
It's a pity that the quality of the newly-changed mobile phone is not bad, and nothing happens when it hits the wall, and Lin Li's harsh and unpleasant voices continue to be heard.
Shen Bohan: "..."
The room Shen Yijin reserved for himself was at the corner of the corridor on the second floor.
The entire bar covers an astonishing area. The upper and lower floors add up to approximately three to four thousand square meters.
On the first floor are public areas such as the dance floor and several small private rooms, while the second floor is completely converted into a private room of different sizes, which is equivalent to a small KTV, which is more suitable for private parties.
The room of Chen Yijian is a bit special, it is completely independent of other small private rooms, it is the only room around the corner.
There is no house number, and the shape of the door is very low-key and unremarkable, and the location is even more secret.
As for the inside, Jing Xun went in. The area inside is quite large. It seems that two or three small private rooms have been opened and renovated. Except for the washroom, the whole is an open layout, which is equivalent to a small flat floor of 70 or 80 square meters.
Coming to the corner and pushing open the inconspicuous door, Jing Xun keenly discovered that this door was not the same door he had entered and exited last time.
This is amazing.
But? Although the room was viewed from another angle, the furnishings in it remained the same, and it was no different from the last time he came.
… At that time, although he didn’t know his mind, where was the sofa and the bathroom? He still… still fresh in his memory.
It's just that they don't have the smart systems in their homes. The lights have to be turned on by hand, and the curtains have to be pulled by hand.
—Also? It was after entering the house and closing the door that Jing Xun realized that it was raining again.
The summer showers slapped the glass windows vigorously, extinguishing the long-standing scorching heat and heat waves.
Jing Xun couldn't take care of these.
He glanced at Chen Yizhin, and immediately ran to the window, closing the window and pulling the curtains swiftly.
… He just said, why suddenly something went wrong with my husband just now.
It turned out to be raining again.
This thing is wicked.
It seems that every time it rains in Dragon City, Mr.'s mood becomes very bad.
It has nothing to do with where the other person is, whether it is raining or not.
Just as rheumatism patients can feel the rainy weather, Shen Yizhin is... how to describe it... as if it is mental? There is a radar on it.
Of course, sometimes this kind of induction is also accurate from time to time. The doctor said it was mainly related to the husband's thoughts and emotions.
It feels more like... It seems that every time he foresaw that there will be rain in Dragon City, he would feel very bad.
Jing Xun, too? I don't understand it very well.
But it was his instinct to draw the curtains on rainy days just in case.
There are several windows in this room. Jing Xun just closed the curtain of the last window, and when he turned around, he saw Chen Yizhin standing behind him.
"… gentlemen?"
Not frightened, Jing Xun focused all of his attention on Chen Yijin, and naturally heard his footsteps.
After turning around, he walked up to Shen Yizhin with confidence, but carefully looked at the other's eyes and expressions in secret, and asked carefully: "Are you okay?"
"I'm very? Good." Shen Yijin said.
Jing Xun couldn't help but look up at him. He had just drunk a few sips of wine. Before the others started to get confused, they were already sobered with fright.
It's just that he had drunk? His red cheeks were facing Shen Yijin, and his eyes were filled with unconcealable worry, staring meticulously, making the young man's face look more focused.
Shen Yijin liked his focused gaze very much.
So lightly raised the young man's jaw, he lowered his head and kissed him.
The thin smell of alcohol, mixed with the unique fragrance of Mr.'s body, and adding this kind of venue... Inexplicably, Jing Xun recalled the scene when he was here last time.
His legs trembled slightly, but Yueyao was caught by someone, and he was forcibly supported.
In the end, I was so breathless after being kissed? I couldn't breathe before being let go. Jing Xun breathed in abruptly, flushing on his cheeks.
The red corners of his eyes also rippled, and the mole underneath made him look a little pitiful.
Shen Yijin couldn't help touching his face, "Xiaoxun is okay? Right?"
"Next? Remember to breathe through your nose."
Jing Xun: "..."
After kissing so many times, of course he knew he should breathe through his nose!
But that's not... When you get nervous in actual combat, you can't breathe for some reason!
Faintly being labeled "no" in front of her lover, this made Jing Xun's blush even worse.
But? After the kiss? After the kiss, the husband's breath has eased a lot. Jing Xun looked at Chen Yijin with still red eyes and asked, "Is the husband better?"
"Yeah." Shen Yijin said, "It's not bad."
… Generally, it’s not bad to deliberately emphasize it like this, that is, it is really not good.
Jing Xun's eyes rolled, and experience told him that he should talk to her husband at this time, distracting him.
So he pulled Chen Yijin onto the sofa and sat down, and began to chat casually.
Jing Xun: "Mr. Had you come here often before?"
Shen Yijin: "I don't come often."
Jing Xun: "Mr.... will live here occasionally?"
Shen Yijin: "Yeah."
Jing Xun: "..."
Jing Xun suddenly discovered that Shen Yijin's experience? He still didn't understand at all.
Hands that are on your knees? Slightly clenched, Jing Xun tried to ask, "Why come here to live?"
Shen Yijin: "Because... I don't want to go home."
Jing Xun: "?"
Which home does the husband say
Shen Yijin still has to answer questions: "All homes."
Jing Xun: "..."
This topic suddenly became a little strange.
And it feels a little heavy inexplicably.
Jing Xun didn't dare to go down any more? Asked, his bright eyes glanced into the distance, and he pointed to another door at the end of the room.
"Sir, that door is... what's the matter?"
That door should be the same door he came in last time.
I didn't want to mention this at first.
… In order to be able to distract Chen Yijin, he also tried it.
"Does Xiaoxun want to go and see?" Shen Yijin suddenly stood up: "You came in from there last time."
Jing Xun: "..."
This... Mister? You don't need to be so sensible and remember so clearly on this matter.
At this moment, Chen Yijin had already pulled him to his feet.
Walking to the door, like a treasure hunter, he raised his hand to unlock the door.
Then they opened the door easily, and they began to walk inside the door.
Passing through a long silent corridor, he opened a locked iron door again, and there was another iron door in front of him.
This place is like a stairwell. In this not-closed space, the sound of rain outside can be heard again.
Jing Xun knew, this was the last iron door in front of him, and the outside should be an open-air rooftop.
On their right side there is also a downward-stretching staircase, looking down at the black hole, there is no light.
But? To be sure, that should be the only way to the rooftop on the first floor.
He didn't pass? Before he came, the frustrated original owner walked all the way up the roof from this staircase.
The scumbag gang followed him all the way, chasing him and humiliating him with words.
Other unfamiliar people who simply watch the excitement also followed from here.
But now, this staircase is empty, and the smell of dust is still heavy. It seems that it has been a long time since no one has walked.
…
In fact, Jing Xun also had some impressions of the silent corridor that he had just passed through.
At that time, he had just crossed and walked down the rooftop. He was not in good condition. In order to prevent the gangsters from following the scum attack, he deliberately did not go down the stairs and chose to enter the inconspicuous small door opposite.
Thinking about it now, fortunately, he chose to open this door...
"It was locked again after you left last time. Generally speaking, no one can enter that room from the outside." Shen Yijin said.
Jing Xun: "... Uh."
He seemed to suddenly understand why he was able to touch Shen Yijin's room so smoothly last time, and he hadn't seen a bodyguard before? Come to stop...
Co-authored because the two doors are usually locked, but on that day, they were inexplicably opened by mistake.
No one knew that the door was actually unlocked, so no one thought that someone should guard the door.
And there were so many people on the rooftop at that time, and he alone took an unusual path.
… This probability does not need to be calculated with your head? Know it is very small!
"Because it is a small door." Shen Yijin said that it is not difficult to understand, "It's very late at night? Few people dare to walk into this door."
"Xiaoxun is still the first."
Jing Xun: "..."
He is a typical materialist? For him, walking into a dark and silent corridor is much better than being captured by the scum attack, so he didn't feel terrible at the beginning.
But? Now look back at the little door they just got out of... If? It wasn't for Shen Yichen, he probably wouldn't go inside.
In the not-so-bright dim light, he looked at Shen Yizheng with interest, Jing Xun felt that he should explain it? He was not an alien.
He said solemnly: "That can only show that I have a relationship with my husband."
With that said, he laughed out himself first.
In the dusty enclosed corridor, the young man smiled with a bright sun.
—Yes, the situation that cannot be explained by probability and statistical calculations is fate.
Jing Xun didn't believe this before.
But since he came into the book world, he didn't want to believe it? He couldn't help but start to believe.
"Fate?"
The Adam's apple rolled up and down, Chen Yijin chewed these words carefully, his deep eyes looked like torches.
He looked down at him, his expressionless face seemed to be full of expressions. There was only a dim light above his head, and Jing Xun couldn't clearly see the other's face.
I can only feel that the other party is holding him, holding his hand?.
The slender fingers are interlaced.
It still feels like it's not enough.
In the end, Chen Yijin opened his arms and put him in his arms again.
Hug tightly.
After a while.
Shen Yijin suddenly let go of him again, then turned around, and directly opened the iron gate leading to the rooftop.
"gentlemen?!"
The rain outside is still falling, there is no thunder, but the rain is heavy.
Under the pouring rain, the neon lights downstairs illuminated the rooftops. In Jing Xun's field of vision, Chen Yizhin's tall figure was facing away from him, also against the light.
… As soon as he thought of the rooftop outside, Jing Xun hardly had time to think about other things, and he rushed forward, encircling Chen Yijin’s waist from behind.
"What are you doing, sir, don't scare me!"
Since the last time the video of jumping from a building came out, even the stairs leading to here on the first floor have been closed.
Now there are only two of them on the rooftop, and Jing Xun's voice has become louder because of fear and excitement.
At this moment, Chen Yijin turned around.
Excessively handsome face, the features are still beautiful and innocent, but the usual cold eyes, now there is a little more obvious stunned.
He looked at the young man's head full of soft hair, felt the young man's tension, and immediately thought about it without thinking about it, and embraced Jing Xun again.
"Sorry, I scared you."
His chest vibrated, and Shen Yijin's voice was low and hoarse with a trace of guilt.
"... As long as you don't want to do stupid things." Jing Xun was afraid to let go
The strength of the usually soft youth can also be very strong.
Shen Yizhin was hugged harder by the youth, and he rubbed his chin against the soft fur on his head.
The husky, textured voice was so gentle and outrageous at the moment: "I'm sorry, I just want to experiment?"
"Experimenting what?" Jing Xun still hugs the other party and doesn't let go?.
"I want to see if I am afraid of rain."
With that said, Chen Yijin hugged Jing Xun back harder, and said, "Jing Xun, thank you."
"..."
Jing Xun was stunned.
No longer in the posture of dragging the opponent's waist tightly, Jing Xun slowly straightened up his waist: "... So sir, it doesn't feel much anymore?"
"Yeah." The husband's voice poured over his head, with a rare, somewhat warm smile: "As long as I think of Xiaoxun, I don't feel anymore."
"Then, that's great."
It would be great to have such a transformation.
Confirming that Shen Yijin didn't want to commit suicide, Jing Xun vented his strength and lay down on the opponent's arms instead.
The young man who was no longer exerting his force became limp again, and he almost shifted the entire center of his body to Chen Yijin's body, which made his hug look more like acting like a baby.
Shen Yijin took a deep breath and calmed the frightened youth more patiently and meticulously. He couldn't help but kiss the other person's hair.
Just hugged for a long time.
Shen Yijin said, "Xiaoxun, let's go back."
"Ok."
He went back to the original corridor from the previous corridor, and then locked all the doors again. After returning, the first thing Chen Yizhin did was to wash his hands in the bathroom.
Jing Xun, who followed the bathroom, saw that his back was wet. It should have been wet from the rain when he turned around and hugged him at the gate of the roof just now. Jing Xun couldn't help but said, "Sir, take your clothes off."
"..."
Are you washing your hands? Shen Yijin moves for a while
Until Jing Xun made a gesture behind him, and said, "Your coat is wet."
Shen Yijin: "... Hmm."
After washing his hands, Shen Yijin automatically took off his jacket. He raised his hand and pulled on the necktie. He glanced at Jing Xun beside him and said, "Xiao Xun's clothes are also... dirty."
"Huh?" Jing Xun turned around and took a photo in the mirror, and found that the shoulder was rubbed against something, it turned black, and it was quite eye-catching.
It is said that the corridor just now was built many years ago during the war, and then it was repeatedly changed hands? The internal structure was changed seven times and eight times, and it was changed to the current weird passage.
There is no light inside, it is narrow, and it is normal for it to be dusty.
Although Jing Xun didn't have any hairs, he was still a little bit obsessed with cleanliness, and wanted to take off his clothes.
He asked Shen Yijin: "Does the gentleman still have any clothes here? Lend me one?"
"Well, I'll find it for you."
After wiping his hands clean, Chen Yijin returned to the house.
The innermost part of the small flat is the bed, next to it is a wardrobe.
But? There are fewer residential traces in it. Except for the necessary toiletries, Chen Yijin didn't store any personal belongings here, let alone any clothes.
The only set was the one he broke in by mistake last time... the one that was crumpled. Now it has been washed, ironed, and hung back in the cabinet neatly.
There is nothing else.
…Not even a piece of housewear.
The husband even said that he would live here when he didn't want to go home.
What is this lifestyle
Can't help but feel even more curious about Shen Yijin's previous lifestyle. Jing Xun suddenly remembered that he touched this place last time, his husband didn't even turn on the light, and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol in the room was so strong.
… Isn’t he coming here when he is ill, just sit and sit all night
"..." After thinking about it briefly, Jing Xun began to feel sad.
That's so lonely!
Everyone said that Shen Yijin was indifferent, unkind, and difficult to get close to.
But that may be because he often sits alone in the dark all night.
… Nobody knows.
…
I can’t fall asleep when I feel uncomfortable in the foreground, and I often go overnight for one trip.
But at least he can still read in his head.
And later I got to know more people, and there are often senior sisters and seniors who accompany him all night, telling him stories?, sharing movie plots...
Also? Because at that time he was almost dying, loneliness was a matter of many years ago, and it was too late to feel it again.
But now, the newly reborn Jing Xun seemed to be able to recall the feeling of having to resist everything by himself.
The most important thing is that when I think of the darkness, Mr. Longlegs is sitting alone on the sofa, his eyes are red and frozen, and the cigarette burns out between his fingers...
"Sir..." Jing Xun called out uncontrollably.
After drinking, the still red eyes almost blinked into tears, and suddenly Jing Xun, who was inexplicably sensual, felt that his nose was sour.
Shen Yijin had already walked by with his shirt, and couldn't help speeding up after seeing his appearance.
"Xiaoxun? What's wrong?"
Quickly walked to the young man, Shen Yizhin's slender hands and fingers touched his face.
Jing Xun dared not tell Shen Yijin to see something abnormal. He couldn't help but quickly looked away: "It's nothing."
But with his appearance, Ewha's lethality when his eyes turn red with rain is extraordinary.
Especially at a glance, the slender eyelashes with a few tiny drops of water trembled wildly, making them even more aggrieved, and the hearts of those they saw were confused.
Throwing the shirt he brought aside at random, Shen Yizhin hugged Jing Xun, bowed his head and carefully looked at the young man's eyebrows: "Xiao Xun?"
"I'm okay sir." Jing Xun wiped his face casually, also? Backhand? Hugging Shen Yijin, he said: "Anyway, I will accompany you wherever you go from now on."
Jing Xun said that, his intention was to make Chen Yijin not lonely.
He seemed to ignore that without any prerequisites, it sounded like a... clingy love sentence.
But when Shen Yijin heard it, not only did he not feel sticky, he even laughed.
"good."
He responded, then raised the young man's head, and dropped a kiss on the other's red eyes.
Then the thin lips all the way down? The young man's wet eyelashes trembled even more.
Finally, feeling Chen Yijin biting on his neck again?, Jing Xun suddenly thought of something, and after whispering?, he pushed him away slightly.
"I, I, I will change my clothes first." Jingxun explained in a low voice, "The clothes are still dirty..."
"Okay." Shen Yijin's voice was hoarse and his eyes were deep.
"I'll change it for you."
With that, Jing Xun's T-shirt was lifted and taken off.
… Chen Yijin is also high and has strength, so he can easily fiddle with him back and forth.
Without his shirt, Jing Xun's breathing became slightly deeper and heavier.
Because the two people posted too close.
And also? Don't know why, the husband suddenly hugged him and sat on the water platform.
Then he started to bite his neck one step closer.
…
Every day.
Is this really going to revisit the old place!
His throat became dry for a moment, and Jing Xun had to raise his jaw high.
In the mirror, Chen Yijin's tie was completely torn off by himself, and the neckline was also loose. The slender and straight back of the other party was slightly arched, and the lines were graceful, like a beast ready to go.
The shadows of the two people completely overlapped under the light.
But after staying in a certain position for a while, the husband suddenly stood up unexpectedly.
Afterwards, the white shirt belonging to Chen Yijin was draped over his shoulders.
Returning to his senses, Jing Xun was hugged again, held on to his feet, and stood on the ground.
Jing Xun: "..."
His alone gasp echoed in the bathroom.
The opposite Chen Yijin looked down at him, his expression still showing no emotion.
Jing Xun: "..."
Sure enough, the disease cannot be cured in a day.
Although the husband has no more sullen emotions, but the mood has returned to calm, that means... all the emotions are gone. As usual, calm and self-sufficient, no wave of Gujing...
No desire, no desire.
The report pointed out that the status of the villain was originally two extremes.
…
Oh, forget it.
It is a great improvement not to feel uncomfortable.
Jing Xun didn't value that aspect.
He always felt that it was enough to have experienced it. Only the joy of the spirit can last forever. This is fine now.
Jing Xun didn't think there was anything at all, he looked back at Shen Yijin's eyes and was still warm and smiling.
And in order not to make the husband feel embarrassed, he deliberately leaned forward and gnawed a few bites on the other's neck.
Um... Just as it was just the kind of you gnawing me and I gnawing you... Let’s interact with the game.
So look, sir, am I not? I just took a few bites of you and didn't continue to do anything.
So it's nothing.
Jing Xun felt that he was really caring.
Shen Yijin stood there for him to bite, even holding his Yueyao tightly with one hand.
Jing Xun didn't notice that in the mirror, Shen Yizhin's dark eyes had more helpless and indulgent smiles.
He said: "Xiaoxun, I miss us..."
Before the words fell, a intensive knock on the door suddenly sounded outside, and then the manager's voice came from outside the door: "President Shen."
Jingxun, who heard the sound, followed to wash his hands and looked out of the room, knowing that someone would knock on the door at this moment. What must have happened? Er...
"Let's take a look." Jing Xun said.
"Ok."
Slowly letting go of him, Chen Yijin stretched out his hand again? Pulling the shirt that was draped over his shoulders, covering all the traces of his chest.
Mr.'s long and straight eyelashes go down? A drooping: "First put your clothes on."
Jing Xun: "!"
Waiting for Jing Xun to put on the shirt he was wearing, Shen Yizhin walked by and opened the door of the room.
"Mr. Shen..." The manager? Just stood outside the door, agitated by the aura of Shen Yizhin when he opened the door, he rarely saw Mr. Shen's disheveled side, and couldn't help being a little stunned.
Or did Shen Yijin ask him what's the matter?, he just remembered to say.
"It's Master Tang, he drank too much, go and see..."
At this time, the young man who went back to the room with Mr. Shen also showed his figure in the back.
The manager noticed sharply that the young man had changed his clothes!
Look at the size of the clothes. Obviously, that is Mr. Shen’s shirt...
The author has something to say: Shen Yijin:? There seems to be something wrong with this plot.
Question: Facing the overwhelming #沈总，不行#, what do you think
Jing Xun: It's not bad, sir. It's just not good for some psychological reasons. [A serious, forced maintenance]
Shen Yijin:...
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Jing Xun after being officially married:…… [Thanks for the invitation, too tired, I don’t want to respond]