He still doesn't know how to accept such a trial, let alone what attitude he should use to face Yingchen.
Thinking of what happened in these days filled him with speechless emotions, he cried and bit Ying Chen's lip hard, and he didn't let go of his teeth until there was a trace of blood in his mouth.
"why cry?"
Ying Chen held him tightly in his arms, and the chests of the two who were close to each other heaved even more because of his words.
Wen Yu rested his chin on Ying Chen's shoulder and did not speak, he was afraid that he would hear the sound of crying when he opened his mouth.
The unshed tears fell on the black shirt, leaving a drop of dark marks, and finally printed in one piece.
"Do you still want me to leave?"
Ying Chen asked again in a low voice, with a trembling ending: "If you don't want to see me, I'll leave and let you be free."
set you free.
The young man took a deep breath, swallowed all the emotions stuck in his throat, and said slowly: "You are gone, what about Lin An?"
One question represents his attitude towards Chen.
Ying Chen couldn't restrain his surprise, cupped the boy's cheeks with both hands, and kissed his red eyes and salty tears:
"Okay, I won't go. Let's wait for him to wake up and take care of him together, shall we?"
That night, Ying Chen followed Wen Yu into the bedroom and lay down with him. He tentatively approached the curled up boy a little bit, and stretched out his arms to wrap him in his arms.
The boy's body stiffened for a moment, with Ying Chen clinging to his chest behind him, the faint sound of breathing came from behind his ears and from his neck. Cool, a touch of refreshing comfort in the sweltering summer.
He gradually relaxed, and his relaxed body approached the man's broad embrace.
That night, he slept soundly.
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The end of the college entrance examination is undoubtedly the greatest relief and relaxation for senior high school students. These days everyone will play games, watch movies, hang out with friends at night until the sky is dark, and sleep until they wake up naturally in the morning.
And Wen Yu started another kind of busy, he received a call from Xu Cheng.
"Xiaoyu, did you see the email I sent you last night? There are more than a dozen large and small orders in the studio for you. You are busy this month."
Wen Yu looked at the order requests one by one on the computer while pressing the phone, and asked, "Is there an urgent order?"
"Just do it in the order of the serial numbers I sent you."
"clear."
The teenager hung up the phone and clicked on the software to start drawing.
He got up late and received a call from Xu Cheng before he had breakfast. Now he saw so many orders and got busy immediately.
Yingchen came in a few times to see how concentrated he was, hesitating to speak, and finally packed breakfast from downstairs and came up with a tray.
It's a simple Chinese breakfast. The small fritters are cut into bite-sized pieces, the soy milk cup is stuck with a straw, and even the sliced fruit is stuck with a bamboo stick.
It looks like it is for someone who is busy to eat.
Ying Chen gently put the tray by the table, held an apple on a bamboo stick and brought it to the young man's lips: "Come, eat some."
Wen Yu, who was concentrating, was disturbed, he moved his head back unconsciously, and looked at Ying Chen in front of him suspiciously.
Ying Chen: "Draw it, I'll feed you."
"I, myself" hadn't finished the refusal, Ying Chen picked up a bamboo stick and handed an apple into the boy's mouth.
Wen Yu:
He bit the apple, pushed away the second one that Ying Chen was about to hand over, frowned and said, "Don't bother me."
A simple sentence has a strong command effect on someone.
Ying Chen sighed, pointed to the general two-dimensional beautiful girl graffiti drawn on the computer, and asked, "Why do you do this?"
"Make money."
"You don't need to earn money, you can check your account balance and find you have more than you can spend"
Wen Yu glanced at him sideways, someone immediately shut up, but quickly lowered his head and kissed the boy's cold cheek. Before the boy changed his face towards him, he quickly withdrew and left.
After the sound of the bedroom door closing, the young man raised the back of his hand and gently wiped the cheek kissed by Ying Chen, his frowning brow stretched out into a faint smile.
After a while, Ying Chen came again. Looking at the untouched breakfast on the table, he sighed again, picked up the cold soy milk and handed it to the young man's lips: "You can't even take care of yourself, how can you take care of Lin An?"
Wen Yuzheng was engrossed in the drawing, instinctively bit the straw and took a sip, and said, "I'll eat this sketch after I finish drawing it. Don't disturb me after I tell you."
Ying Chen: "You are so fierce, should I tell you the good news?"
Wen Yu: "What?"
Ying Chen deliberately didn't answer, looking at him and smiling.
"Did Lin An wake up?" Wen Yu asked incredulously, when he saw Ying Chen nodding slightly, he threw away the mouse in surprise and stood up abruptly.
"Lin An." He shouted anxiously, and ran out of the room without caring about the chair that had been pushed down by him too hard.
Ying Chen quickly followed behind him, explaining: "His soul is still in a baby state, and he needs to learn a lot. Go downstairs slowly, don't fall."
"Lin An." Wen Yu listened to the persuasion, ran to the first floor, and suddenly pushed open the door of Lin An's room.
Lin An really woke up, and the handsome boy sat on the head of the bed and looked around curiously.
After seeing Wen Yu coming in, he looked blankly at him with a pure and innocent look in his dark eyes, just like the Lin An in his memory.
Wen Yu thought of the sufferings this boy who was about his own age had suffered for him, and couldn't help but blame himself and feel distressed. He sat down beside Lin An and asked softly, "Lin An, do you remember me?"
Lin An looked at him and blinked innocently, not understanding Wen Yu's meaning at all.
Ying Chen said from the side: "He should have no memory of you now, and his body is just an infant spirit. It is only equivalent to a newborn human child."
"baby?"
Wen Yu was stunned: "Then can he talk?"
Ying Chen rubbed his head: "You can ask him to try?"
Wen Yu asked dumbly: "Lin An? Lin An? Can you speak?"
Lin An looked at him with dark eyes, and suddenly his mouth shrunk and he cried out with a 'wow'. The 17-year-old boy was crying and waiting to be fed.
Wen Yu's eyes widened: "Why is he crying?"
Ying Chen:
"Could it be that you're hungry?"
This body has been maintained by spiritual power, and the stomach has been empty for more than a thousand years. Suddenly, it has a soul and becomes a mortal body. It must not be hungry.
After Wen Yu came to this conclusion, he immediately checked online what the baby should eat. He asked Uncle Zhao to cook porridge, steam eggs, and make vegetable puree.
He ran to the kitchen by himself, quickly boiled a cup of hot milk and served it to Lin An.
Wen Yu was eighteen years old and had never fed anyone. Instead, Ying Chen had just given him a few mouthfuls of breakfast.
Now, imitating Ying Chen's way of feeding him, he squeezed the straw and carefully delivered it to Lin An's mouth.
Then he nervously waited to see if Lin An, who only had a baby IQ, would use these things.
Seeing Lin An holding the straw in his mouth suspiciously, sucking lightly, and then crying and aggrieved, his eyes immediately flashed brightly, and the glass of milk soon bottomed out after swishing a few times.
"He drank it!"
Wen Yu was as happy as a novice mother: "He is really hungry. I'll go get him some easy-to-digest food."
After finishing speaking, he ran out of the room and ran into the kitchen to search for food.
Wen Yu thought that babies should like sweet things. He found some bread in the kitchen, and found strawberry jam in the refrigerator, spread it evenly and cut it into small pieces.
I was afraid that Lin An would not be able to eat it, so I picked up a piece to show him, ate it for Lin An, and said, "Lin An, eat like this, ah--"
Lin An tentatively opened his mouth to bite a piece, followed Wen Yu's example, chewed it a few times and swallowed it.
"You have to bite a few more times or it won't be easy to digest, like this." Wen Yu ate another piece, biting slowly.
The usually cool boy is now patient and gentle.
It's good to be so caring about taking care of yourself.
Ying Chen followed behind him all the time, looking at Lin An who was being fed patiently by his kid with envy.
After all, Lin An has muscle memory. After a few minutes, he followed Wen Yu and learned to reach for the bread on the plate to eat by himself, and to drink milk when he was thirsty.
Wen Yu was very pleased, as if it was all due to him, full of sense of accomplishment.
He proudly said to Ying Chen excitedly: "Look, he's amazing! He can already eat by himself, Lin An must be very smart."
sharp? clever
There was a faint smile on Ying Chen's face.
When Lin An took the last piece of bread on the plate and was about to put it into his mouth, he suddenly stopped.
He stared at Wen Yu in a daze for a while, then, as if he had thought of something, he reached out and handed the bread to Wen Yu's mouth, and easily stuffed it into Wen Yu's mouth which was opened slightly in surprise.
The movements are more proficient than when eating by yourself.
Then he watched Wen Yu eat, as if it was a happier thing than eating himself, and for the first time he woke up with a happy smile on his face.
Wen Yu bit it blankly, turned his head and smiled at Ying Chen: "Look, he even learned how to feed me, he is really smart."
Ying Chen:
Some things are memories engraved deep in the soul, even if you can't remember them, you will know what kind of person he is due to a certain action and eyes.
The Lin An he saw for the first time was just a corpse. Thinking about it now, this man is a man who is willing to give his life for Wen Yu.
Ying Chen took Wen Yu's hand and shook it, and said in a low voice, "Lin An woke up, are you going to thank me?"
Wen Yu was taken aback by his question, and his cheeks became hot: "Didn't you accept the gift yesterday?"
Ying Chen took his arm, took him into his arms, and said: "That's just what you said to give, I didn't promise that it could be a thank you gift."
Wen Yu: That means the kiss last night doesn’t count.
The boy's fair complexion soon turned red from the heat. And too thin-skinned to argue over a kiss.
It was indeed Ying Chen who took the initiative to kiss yesterday, so it's no big deal to ask him to kiss more now.
So the young man easily walked from Lin An's side, pulled him into his arms, and said, "Give me a formal thank you, okay? I have maintained Lin An's body for you, and it took me more than a thousand years." .”
The voice rang in his ears in a low voice, and there was some grievance in the end.
Wen Yu couldn't refuse.
But when he turned his head, he saw Lin An's innocent eyes, curiously looking at him and Ying Chen hugging each other.
Wen Yu:
He broke free from Ying Chen's embrace and said: "Then don't stay here, go to our room."
This is a promise.
Ying Chen smiled and kissed him on the face: "For a formal thank you, don't be too hasty. I will collect it at night."
"Let's take care of Lin An first during the day. By the way, don't you still have a bunch of orders to do, or Lin An will leave it to me and Zhao Boyang, and you can go to work first."
Wen Yu, who was already prepared, blushing and heartbeating:
Annoyed, he broke away from Ying Chen's embrace and said, "Can you take care of him?"
"do not worry."
The smile on Ying Chen's face remained unchanged: "I promise to let him learn to walk and eat by himself in one morning."