After squatting for too long, Chi Yuyuan wanted to stand up on his knees, but his feet suddenly softened, and his eyes fell straight to the front. A trace of panic flashed on Fu Zhiyan's face, and he quickly stretched out his arms to meet him a few steps forward. Fu Zhiyan looked down and saw the boy's drooping eyelashes trembling a few times, his thin lips tightly pursed into a line.
"How long have you been here?"
It's not Chi Yu's style of throwing himself into someone else's arms. He originally wanted to push Fu Zhiyu away immediately, but after hearing the boy's deep voice and the dabs on his back Yu clenched his trousers and loosened his hand as if he was defeated. Chi Yu took a breath and let Fu Zhiyan pat him on the back like a comforting child.
"Where have you been?" Chi Yu's voice was muffled, his forehead resting on the boy's neck, as if in revenge, he put his entire body weight on Fu Zhiyan. Seeing that he didn't respond much, he held back his milk. The strength of his head pushed him twice with his head. Fu Zhiyan smiled silently, the hand on his back slowly descended, and finally landed on the boy's thin waist. The arms tightened a little, Fu Zhiyu lowered his head, rubbed his chin lightly against his ear, and said after a long breath, "I'm looking for you."
The person in his arms didn't answer for a long time, and Fu Zhiyu was just about to say something, but the strength of the light hug around his waist made him stunned for a moment. He could also see Chi Yu's awkwardness from his two arms alone, the slack strength hanging from his waist, and his head that was deliberately turned to one side in order not to meet his gaze. Chi Yu is always disgusted with winter, no matter how cold the weather is, he is wearing a sweater and a thin coat. Usually it's fine, but now the cold snowflakes and hail are hitting him in the face, and he's freezing. A few chills.
Fu Zhiyu leaned back, pulled Chi Yu's hand into his jacket, felt the boy's hot temperature through the thin fabric, Chi Yu stared blankly at Fu Zhiyu, opened his jacket, and approached him, wrap him in his arms. Getting closer, Chi Yu could smell the faint smell of tobacco on the boy's collar, pouring into his nostrils with a reassuring warmth.
"Let's find a warm place."
Maybe it was because his brain was frozen from standing outside for too long, so Chi Yu let Fu Zhiyan hold his hand and followed him through the streets one after another.
The man in the big red cotton-padded coat squinted at the two boys standing at the front desk, his legs on the table were shaking rhythmically, he spat out the toothpick in his mouth, and after smacking his mouth twice, he became confused. Said: "ID card." Fu Zhiyu took out his ID card from his wallet and handed it over, then said without changing his face: "He doesn't live."
The man tilted his head and glanced at the dark-haired boy standing behind. He didn't look very happy, and all he read from his beautiful black eyes were swear words that had to be masked with asterisks. The corner of the man's mouth twitched downwards, and he randomly found a room card from the drawer and threw it over. He covered his mouth and yawned.
Fu Zhiyu took the room card, skillfully took the hand of the person behind him and walked to the corridor, Chi Yuhei's face followed behind him, but he heard a whistle coming from behind him after taking a few steps. Chi Yu turned his head, the man sitting at the front desk didn't know when he took a toothpick again, rubbed his hand on his face and said slowly, "Be quiet."
Chi Yu was still pondering what this person meant when he heard a low hum from the person beside him, and the strength of his wrist tightened. It wasn't until Chi Yu stood in the room, woken up by the musty smell that he was sober, that he grabbed Fu Zhiyan's collar, biting his back molars and jumping out one by one.
"You fucking said to find a warm place is to bring Lao Tzu to open a room?"
Fu Zhiyan met Chi Yuying's angry eyes, smiled and nodded at him. Fu Zhian looked like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of being scalded by boiling water. He couldn't beat him, and scolding was useless. There was really nothing to do with him. Thinking of this, Chi Yu spread his hands and sat on the bed, drooping his head in dejection. Fu Zhiyu turned around and found a charging cable in the drawer, walked into the bathroom after swaying, and heard a lazy male voice through the crack of the door.
"I'm going to take a shower."
The four words slowly passed into Chi Yu's ears, his fingers clenched the bed sheets unconsciously, and the sound of water in the bathroom was full of intentions. Chi Yu stood up and opened the window, and the cold wind suddenly blew in, which woke him up a bit. Afraid that Fu Zhiyan would find out about his small gesture, Chi Yu gently closed the window, crept back onto the bed, coughed twice and shouted in his throat, "Be environmentally friendly and use less water!"
After saying this, Chi Yu just wanted to give himself two big mouths.
With the rustling sound of water in the bathroom, Chi Yu finished filling the second bottle of mineral water. He stared at the water bottle thrown on the floor and suddenly felt that his stomach was bloated. Chi Yu didn't know how long it would take for Fu Zhiyan to take a bath, but he felt that the sound of water in the room had never stopped. He stood at the door of the bathroom with his stomach covered. bathroom."
No one answered, but the sound of water stopped suddenly, and there was a rustling sound inside, thinking that it was dressing. Chi Yu held the door frame with one hand, and kept murmuring for a few seconds until he confirmed that it was enough time to put his clothes on. He knocked on the door twice with his fingers bent as a reminder, and then pushed the door open. The warm mist was blowing in the bathroom. The boy standing in front of the mirror only wrapped a bath towel around his waist, which was loosely tied around his waist, revealing clear mermaid lines and abdominal muscles.
Hearing the movement at the door, the boy tilted his head, and the broken hair on his forehead blocked most of his vision. He stretched out his hand to brush the wet hair behind his head at will, and then put his index finger on his lips. It was only then that Chi Yu saw the mobile phone in Fu Zhi'an's ear. It was obviously an action to silence him, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move a single step.
Fu Zhiyan didn't care about his naked upper body, leaned against the wall, lowered his head and made a low noise towards the microphone. A bit far away, Chi Yu could only hear a few scattered female voices. Fu Zhian stopped for a while, looked up at the boy standing at the door, and then said lightly, "Well, we're opening the room."
The author says:
Xiaofu: When I grow up, I know that if someone disturbs my family, I will open a room