Ning Can curled his lips into a smile, his bright eyes and bright smile illuminated the dim living room.
Xia Yan's eyes deepened.
Ning Can didn't pay attention at all, he was full of joy, thankful that his clever little head had come up with such a good reason.
"GOGOGO!" If Ning Can's enthusiasm for work was shown to Ning's father, he would probably be moved to tears.
Xia Yan returned to his senses and regretted it very much.
It's nothing to love someone, but it's really torture to love someone who is heartless.
And this heartless guy still remembers to eat and not to fight.
Ning Can followed Xia Yan to his study, and as soon as he entered he asked, "Where is the lamp?"
Before Xia Yan could answer, the lights in the study were half turned on.
Ning Can said indifferently: "Smart home." It seemed to be the same outside, but he didn't pay attention to it before.
Xia Yan knew that he was afraid of ghosts and that he was clinging to him, so he simply turned on all the lights in the study, bright as day.
This greatly comforted Ning Can, his expression slowed down, and finally he didn't feel that the room was crowded!
"You're busy!" Ning Can said to him, "I won't disturb you, just watch silently."
"Yeah." Xia Yan didn't really have anything to worry about, but he said that if he wanted to work, then he would work, and it was very distracting. In the past four years, whenever he wanted him, he would work.
The heavy, dull and numb work can suppress the thoughts that spread throughout the heart.
The study was so bright, Ning Can felt relieved and sat on the opposite sofa to eat fruit.
Horror movies are too scary, he only ate a few cherries, and now he is sitting cross-legged on the sofa and eating deliciously.
From time to time, he looked up at Xia Yan. The reason, of course, was to make sure that his compatriots were still alive and not being dragged away by ghosts.
He looked at the magnanimous, but Xia Yan sat on pins and needles when he was looked at.
Work
How does it work
As soon as I looked up, I saw his messy short hair, his fair face, his lips dyed bright red by cherries, and even his slender legs under his baggy shorts...
Completely unable to concentrate.
Xia Yan four years ago, Xia Yan who did not pierce the last window paper, had thought about it countless times.
He wanted to be with Ning Can, to live with him.
I want to breathe the same air as him every minute and every second, I want to see him all the time, I want to keep him by my side forever and ever.
He loves him.
As a teenager, he knew it.
It's a pity that Ning Can doesn't know and doesn't love him.
Xia Yan lowered his eyes and stared at the document in his hand. The dense words on it all became 'Ning Can', unforgettable.
Why would you love someone like this
Why would you love to lose yourself
Xia Yan couldn't forgive himself for being so obsessive.
Ning Can was a little bored after eating the fruit.
He looked at the time, it was ten forty.
Xia Yan couldn't sit still anymore, he would find a way to leave after getting through tonight... There is always a way, if you go on a business trip, you won't see Ning Can.
"It's alright." Xia Yan stood up and said, "Go back to the house and sleep."
Ning Can said he was here to study, but he only learned a lot of cherries.
Now Ning Can is no longer afraid, and also stands up with a fruit bowl and yawns: "Good night."
When he looked up, his slender neck swayed under Xia Yan's eyelids.
Xia Yan staggered his eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Good night."
OK, really OK.
After tomorrow, they will not meet again.
Xia Yan thought so.
At one o'clock in the morning, Xia Yan, who was just about to fall asleep, heard a knock on the door.
"What's wrong?" Xia Yan felt pain in his temple and got up to open the door.
What he saw was Ning Can holding the pillow with his eyes wide open.
At this moment, time seemed to turn back.
The young man who ran to his room to sleep in the middle of the night overlapped with the young man in front of him.
Ning Can couldn't hold it anymore, he was scared like a dog when he returned to his room, no matter how he slept, he felt gloomy, and no matter how he slept, he felt hairy.
Although there was something wrong four years ago, he still couldn't resist the fear of ghost power, so he knocked on Xia Yan's door.
Ning Can reluctantly smiled and said almost: "That... I can come to you... "
Xia Yan's head buzzed, and his black eyes seemed to be burning with ghostly fire in the middle of the night: "Ning Can, what are you going to do?"
The author has something to say: His mother will answer on his behalf: He wants to be eaten up by you, Xia Yan!
See you tomorrow~