Xia Yan: "..."
Ning Can was dumbfounded, he stammered: "I didn't lie to you, I really, really have been for the past four years..."
Xia Yan smiled, the haze in his eyes was completely swept away, and his demeanor was full of the tenderness of his youth: "I know."
Ning Can wouldn't lie about this kind of thing, if it wasn't true that he couldn't, he would never say that he couldn't in his life.
This is a person who was frightened by the ghost movie and shivered while holding the pillow, but he refused to admit that he was afraid of ghosts.
Ning Can breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and murmured, "It's strange how it suddenly healed."
Xia Yan didn't dare to look at it. He arranged his clothes for him and said, "It's getting late, go to bed."
Ning Can looked at him: "Sleep together?"
Xia Yan: "Well." His voice was soft, like his body at this time.
Speaking of sleeping together, Ning Can "climbed" Xia Yan's bed more often than he did when he was a child.
Back then, Ning's father advocated Western-style parenting (for fear of his wife being robbed), so he drove Ning Can into the crib after only three months. After weaning, he went directly to the baby's room, and he never let him interfere with their couple's nightlife.
Ning Can slept alone until he met Xia Yan.
The two had known each other since they were three or four years old. The first time he stayed at Xia Yan's house, he slept in Xia Yan's bed.
Since then, the number of times the two have slept together is uncountable.
Two people who are so familiar with each other have experienced a completely different "sleeping together".
Ten minutes later, Ning Can whispered, "Xia Yan... what should I do, it's still standing..."
Xia Yan's mouth was dry, and when he returned to his senses, the two were already sticking together.
"Don't be afraid," Xia Yan said in a hoarse voice, "it won't be like that night."
It was indeed different. Ning Can, who was in pain to death that night, was fluttering like a fairy tonight.
Before falling asleep, Xia Yan hugged him hard and softly called his name.
Ning Can squinted his eyes and agreed. After listening to it too much, he muttered, "Alright, alright, how many times have you called."
Xia Yan was silent.
Ning Can woke up a little, and suddenly said with emotion: "In the past four years, I have always dreamed of you, dreamed that you were calling my name."
He was calling him, and he was reciting his name all the time in his heart.
And now he can finally speak.
"Ning Can..." Xia Yan called him again.
Ning Can was no longer bothered, instead he looked up at him with bright eyes, "Come on, make up for the past four years."
In an instant, a surging wave of heat rushed into Xia Yan's heart, and he felt like never before - Ning Can was back, the Ning Can who had given him countless warmth was really back.