Yan Shuo felt his throat tighten for a while, and looked away unnaturally, but when someone outside walked in, he couldn't help but put his eyes back on that person.
He was a little thinly dressed, and his eyebrows fell under the light, still like a very handsome piece of suet thin jade, very transparent and flawless.
I don't know if he was used to being cold in the past, even if he is no longer the character he used to be, at a glance, he can still feel a faint chill on his face.
It might also be the snow outside that made his face look cold.
Shen Zhifan cleared his throat and smiled. When he smiled, all the frost disappeared, and the coldness between his brows was replaced by a shy childishness and turned into a warm thin jade.
But he also flickered unnaturally, and found that no matter where he fell, he seemed to think of yesterday's embarrassing situation, so he finally set his eyes on Lauren.
"Cough, that, good afternoon, Mr. Lauren." His voice was a little difficult, as low as a mosquito, "Good afternoon, General Yan Shuo."
Yan Shuo turned his head, his expression very stiff.
"Um... good afternoon."
"Well." Shen Zhifan was also a little embarrassed, so he could only answer.
Yan Shuo paused, because he didn't know what to say, so he nodded stiffly again.
… In short, the scene is very embarrassing.
"Ah," Lauren spread her legs openly, holding her chin with all the doubts in her eyes, "Mr. Shen is too outspoken. From now on, everyone will be in the same department. Ah, it's alright, you all kissed yesterday, so why are you being polite, hahaha, just be a writer."
Yan Shuo: "…"
Shen Zhifan: "..."
Oh well, the awkward scene was successfully upgraded to MAX.
Yan Shuo never felt that the effect of prayer was so great, and he never felt that Lauren's lethality was so great.
"Huh?" Lauren tilted her head, "Why are you all looking at me, hahaha, even if I'm handsome, I don't need to look at me that way, why don't we talk about what happened last night...?"
As soon as Lauren looked up, he finally saw the eyes of the general who was about to stab him to death. He felt a chill in his neck for some reason, and abruptly changed the final tone.
He tilted his head, remembering some nagging words that Yanpra made to his hand before he left.
- "Don't tell the general what happened last night."
- "Remember."
- "Don't disturb adults and Mr. Shen when they are alone."
- "Remember, remember."
- "If you want to die."
Lauren made a small calculation in her heart, thinking that the general is too stingy, isn't it because the wine is poor, this is something everyone knows, there is nothing to say, as for not disturbing him and Mr. Shen alone...
He tilted his head in thought.
I don't think so. Now it should be Mr. Shen who disturbs his solitude with the General.
Lauren felt very aggrieved.
Thinking that the prayer must be not smart enough, and the advice left is not useful.
Prayers who had just returned home also suffered from a hangover, and he had to attend a family meeting after the trek home. He had a headache, but he managed to recover from what he was saying, when he suddenly sneezed fiercely.
He sniffed and thought, Lauren's club must be talking about him again, right
He should... not disobey his advice, right
Lauren was wronged, but he still thought about the general's expression, and Shen Zhifan's expression, and finally found a few things that seemed to be wrong.
"Lauren."
Yan Shuo couldn't bear it any longer, and said softly.
Although the voice was light and fluttering, he didn't know why Lauren felt a rather ferocious wind blowing down his back, causing him to shiver. .
"What, what's wrong, my lord," Lauren swallowed, her eyes very confused, "I shouldn't have done anything wrong today... right?"
He paused for a while, and then asked very suspiciously: "Is it really there?"
But he was just helping Mr. Shen integrate into their new department.
Did he, did he do something wrong again
… Yan Shuo suddenly felt that there was no prayer, and he didn’t even have the motivation to punish Lauren.
Lauren stood up aggrieved, yielded to the general's arrogance and took two steps back: "Then... Then you can talk, I, I'll go down and shovel some snow first."
Yan Shuo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Shen Zhifan's clear, slightly drooping eyes, and his heart tightened again.
- Now there are only two of them left.
So the awkwardness of the atmosphere doesn't seem to be two points better than Lauren's departure.
But he couldn't keep silent all the time, so he tried to find a topic. He happened to see the young man's thin shirt at a glance: "Why are you wearing so little?"
Just after he finished speaking, he was suddenly dumbfounded, and when he regained his senses, he almost bit his tongue.
Shen Zhifan's face flushed, and his eyes looked out in a mess: "...because my clothes are on you."
Yan Shuo didn't even have the strength to clear his throat.
He is very embarrassed now.
After the rebellious period and the second period of middle school many years ago, Lord General has not been so embarrassed for a long time.
He is mostly serious and unassuming, and even from his youth, it can be seen that his restraint is almost to a level that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
And if that kind of emotion is poured out... He hardly needs to think about it, just listening to Lauren's description, he can probably imagine the general reason why Shen Zhifan's clothes appeared on him.
If he opened all the things that he had suppressed for a long time, then... then it undoubtedly means that he must... did something to Shen Zhifan yesterday.
- "Then you hugged and kissed Mr. Shen for a while, and then said in front of us that you wanted to marry him. Well, nothing else seems to matter."
Lauren's words inevitably echoed in Yan Shuo's ears.
... I really want to stab Lauren who just told him this, and of course I want to stab myself who did it yesterday.
He, he finally coaxed the other party to come.
Well, it's not that easy either.
The current Shen Zhifan is as clean and clear as a stream whose bottom can be seen at a glance. From the very beginning, he has never concealed his admiration for him.
So coaxing Shen Zhifan like this is almost easy, but even if it is so easy, he feels helpless and guilty in the face of the other party's too much trust.
There are also some unfounded torment.
It was like a dried-up and dying fish was suddenly brought to the front of the water, but the fish did not know whether it was boiling water in a scalding pot or the sea water that gave it life and salvation.
So much so... so that when the layer of paper was suddenly pierced, he felt dazed and timid for a while.
"I was very rude last night."
He licked his lips and lowered his head, revealing his sharp and handsome profile.
"My wine... has not been very good, does it scare you?"
"It's alright," Shen Zhifan paused, then waved his hand quickly, then paused again, seemingly unable to hold back, "It's just... a little bit more unrestrained than your usual."
Yan Shuo: "…"
He cleared his throat again. To be honest, his throat was nothing to clear, but when he was extremely nervous and embarrassed, he couldn't help but clear his throat.
"Yesterday was too rude." He sat down and poured himself a glass of sober soup. After all, the general has many years of leadership experience, and he looked very calm when he was pretending, except that he knew that his fingers were slightly slapped. Trembling, "I apologize to you."
Shen Zhifan shook his head again: "No no no... I'm drunk, that's understandable."
Yan Shuo's throat moved again, and when he was nervous, he drank the sober soup in one go, stunned to drink the courage and determination to go to the guillotine.
"Yesterday I thought I wouldn't get drunk, but I didn't expect... Cough," After taking two sips, he didn't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but he felt better and finally had the courage to turn to the young man opposite, "These two days have been I'll take you back on vacation."
Shen Zhifan bowed his head hesitantly, paused, and seemed to be hesitant to say anything.
"Ah yes," Yan Shuo suddenly realized, "You came here just now because you were looking for me for something."
Shen Zhifan nodded, finally mustering up his courage, and took out a flower branch from behind.
Yan Shuo was stunned for a moment, because he was too nervous and guilty just now, he never noticed that Shen Zhifan had a hand behind his back all the time.
Now he saw what he was hiding behind his back.
It was a flower, but without that little flower, it was almost the same as a weed. The petite and weak white petals did not look very energetic. After all, it had been uprooted, but the sunshine was beautiful, even with Such a pure flower is also dyed with two points of golden scorching beauty.
His heart tightened, and he looked at Shen Zhifan with some puzzlement.
"You gave this to me last night when you were drunk," Shen Zhifan seemed to chuckle, lowered his head, and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the light fell on his brow, very gentle, "It didn't open yesterday, But when I woke up in the morning and found it blooming, it was beautiful, can you tell me what flower it is?"
Yan Shuo's throat became astringent, and he said in a low voice, "What is the flower name? It's called... Moonlight Forget Me Not."
"Well, that's it," Shen Zhifan continued to bow his head. If you look closely, you can see that his wrist holding the flower branch is also shaking slightly, "Then, thank you, I gave it to me yesterday."
He paused, and seemed to find that Yan Shuo had nothing to say. He hesitated for a while, and seemed a little lost, so he could only turn around a little reluctantly: "Then I'll say goodbye..."
Although he turned around, his footsteps paused, because he heard footsteps behind him, and before he could turn his head, a finger grabbed his arm, and he turned his head with inertia, and the other party's fingers were sticking again. up his chin.
His chin was pressed gently but eagerly but not rudely, and before he could open his eyes, the other party had already kissed him.
He smelled the hangover soup, and he didn't rush it, but it was exceptionally cool.
This time the kiss was exceptionally short, just as last night's kiss was exceptionally long.
"...Are you still drunk now?"
After the kiss, Shen Zhifan didn't dare to raise his eyes.
The other party's breath was still close at hand to him, and he slanted his eyes, just in time to see the other party's high nose bridge.
"No," the other party said decisively, his voice was as low as a distant mountain and a valley slowly hitting Shen Zhifan's mind, "I'm very awake now."
"I... I'm very awake," the other party's voice slowed down again, with an indescribable lightness and joy, and couldn't help but mix in the lingering moon-like whisper of a two-part lover, "Very."
Before he finished speaking, he didn't wait for the encircled youth to respond, even though he kissed again deeply.