"Don't," Shen Zhifan couldn't help laughing, "It's quite fun."
Yan Shuo: "…"
The General remembered the drunken incident last night, and cherished the image that he might never be able to restore, feeling a little melancholy.
Shen Zhifan saw that the other side was silent, but his heart was inexplicably lighter.
"Cough right—"
"I-"
The two of them spoke at the same time, and then fell into a somewhat awkward silence, Yan Shuo chuckled lightly.
"You talk first."
"I don't really have anything to say," Shen Zhifan answered the phone and went into the house to pour himself a glass of water. His mouth was a little dry from the beginning, "It's better for you to talk first."
"Well... well, I just wanted to ask," Yan Shuo couldn't help clearing his throat again. He was holding a goblet with pale golden liquid in it, but he didn't drink it, just quietly "What did I do to you last night?"
Shen Zhifan didn't pay attention, and the water "poof" sprayed more than half of it.
Yan Shuo didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so big, and he suddenly suffocated the next words.
"I... that, you," Shen Zhifan was a little incoherent, thinking of what happened yesterday, he couldn't help blushing, and finally he could only say dryly, "You are so direct."
Yan Shuo's heart skipped a beat, and he was afraid to scare the other party: "Then I won't ask."
"...It's alright," Shen Zhifan replied in a low voice, "it's actually nothing, it's just... a kiss."
Just kissed.
The voice and tone of the other party made Yan Shuo's mood happy, and even the irritability that brought him back to the family banquet subsided for two points.
"Yan Shuo, why haven't you come out yet?"
The canary was calling him outside again, and he felt annoyed and locked the door from the inside.
Very good, one hundred.
"Your voice seems to be much quieter." Shen Zhifan asked suspiciously, "If the family banquet is to be held, it should be very lively, right?"
"Fortunately," Yan Shuo put down his glass and lit a cigarette for himself from the drawer at home, "I don't have a good relationship with them."
When Shen Zhifan heard this suddenly, he was a little stunned.
"Today is the official holiday of the Emperor Planet. At the end of the year, most of us will be reunited together." Yan Shuo was afraid of poking Shen Zhifan's sadness, and continued, "But it's also the Emperor Planet's festival, and somewhere else. Most likely not."
"...Ah, so that's how it is," Shen Zhifan opened the curtains and looked at the bright fireworks in some places outside, the firelight illuminated his raised face, "We used to celebrate the New Year too, but..."
However, Shen Zhifan was suddenly stunned.
But the day is not today, and it is difficult to have a big reunion at home.
Even Shen Zhirou was not at home, he looked inside, but couldn't find it, he probably went out to play.
Yan Shuo was silent for a while, and when he brought up this topic, there was no way to avoid it.
"It's so complicated."
Shen Zhifan suddenly heard the other party calling him, his heart trembled, and the melancholy just now was slowly suppressed by his heartbeat.
"Don't be sad, I'm with you."
His eyelashes trembled twice, his mood eased for two points, but in the end he was still two points of depression: "I... I don't remember the truth, so it may be better, but parting from life and death, I only thought about it in the past, I didn't expect it to happen. So suddenly."
He said it in a topsy-turvy manner, and it sounded like he was drunk, but Yan Shuo understood it.
Whether it is life or death, it is eternally heavy as a mountain.
"But it doesn't matter," Shen Zhifan took a deep breath, "After all, these things have passed, and people are... looking forward."
Yan Shuo exhaled, and the fireworks outside ignited people. However, the light hitting his face was cold.
He wanted to hug each other, but it was a little difficult.
He is now in the middle of the emperor planet, and Shen Zhifan is in the south of the emperor planet, they are far away.
"In your eyes," Yan Shuo asked slowly, "what kind of person am I?"
"...Huh?" Shen Zhifan was stunned for a while, but quickly came to his senses, "You are very good, you were very good when I was young, I, I will always remember that time..."
"Zhifan," Yan Shuo said with a wry smile, "don't call me 'you', 'you', 'you', okay?"
Shen Zhifan's face burned again: "I don't know what to call it."
"You said that just now," Yan Shuo paused, "it makes me feel so old, as if I was kidnapping a little boy."
Shen Zhifan couldn't drink water smoothly, so he simply put down the cup.
"No, no, you are very young."
Shen Zhifan explained somewhat bewilderedly, and started counting with his fingers: "When you were twenty-one years old, I was sixteen years old, and we were only five years apart, five years old, five years old is very young, My neighbor's aunt is ten years younger than her husband, but they're still very much in love, um... yes."
Yan Shuo couldn't help laughing again. He imagined the young man's blushing cheeks and childish eyes, and couldn't help teasing: "Well, yes, it's her husband anyway."
Shen Zhifan didn't react at first, and when he did, his fingers started shaking.
He couldn't help squatting again, it was Shen Zhifan's characteristic that he liked to squat when he was nervous.
"Don't make fun of me," he said shyly.
"I don't want to make fun of you." The other party answered politely.
"… "
Shen Zhifan was defeated, as red as a pomegranate, and couldn't help but threw himself on the sofa and started rolling around.
"What are you doing?" Yan Shuo heard a strange voice on the other side.
Shen Zhifan hesitated for a while, but was still very honest with the male god: "Get off the sofa."
Yan Shuo's voice suddenly sank: "Who are you on the sofa with?"
Shen Zhifan was stunned again, Yan Shuo's voice was terrifying, but he was as sharp as a blade, and he had the ability to stop a child from crying at night: "Just, roll on the sofa by yourself."
Yan Shuo couldn't help laughing, and his tone almost couldn't hold back: "Really?"
"Really." Shen Zhifan replied solemnly, "It's just me."
"Then next time," Yan Shuo's throat tightened, "Would you like to try with me?"
Shen Zhifan didn't react again. After all, the image of male gods is always too tall and deep. When he reacted, he couldn't help but shouted out helplessly: "You, you are so shameless."
Yan Shuo almost laughed complacently.
"I always," Shen Zhifan was teased so much that he had to split a sentence into two, "I thought you were a very upright role model in life."
Yan Shuo was still amused by him: "Well, am I not?"
"A role model in life will not tease others casually." Shen Zhifan hugged the pillow, imagining that Yan Shuo was the pillow, and poked it with a blushing face.
"I didn't tease others casually," Yan Shuo seemed to be explaining to him seriously, "You're not someone else."
Shen Zhifan continued to blushed and was speechless.
"Okay," Yan Shuo looked down at the time, "I won't tease you, go to bed earlier, baby."
Just as Shen Zhifan was about to respond, he was so frightened by the last name that he dropped his phone.
"Don't yell casually."
Shen Zhifan said angrily.
"Why are you screaming?" Yan Shuo raised his eyebrows, "Is that so, baby, baby, baby?"
Shen Zhifan: "..."
For the first time, Shen Zhifan discovered that the role model male god in life still has such a side.
"You are different from what I imagined," Shen Zhifan pretended to be angry, "Can you give me back my male god?"
Yan Shuo still had an unstoppable smile on his mouth: "Baby, you must have misunderstood the male god."
"But it doesn't matter, I can let you know more about it on the sofa next time."
Shen Zhifan was still lying on the sofa, but now he can't look directly at the sofa when he says this.
"I'm going to bed." Shen Zhifan interrupted the other person's words with a blushing face, very serious, "I hope that during this period your ideological realm can be further sublimated."
"No," Yan Shuo felt that he was completely shameless, and began to play a rogue, "I hope that the physical distance from you can be further sublimated."
... Shen Zhifan was shocked.
"Goodbye!" He shyly wanted to hang up the phone, but he couldn't press his fingers, and he was still reluctant.
The other party seemed to see his reluctance, so he finally got a little more serious.
"Good night."
"... Hmm." Shen Zhifan replied softly.
"Oh right," Yan Shuo suddenly remembered something, "I almost forgot the most important thing."
Shen Zhifan was stunned: "Is there something wrong?"
"Well, that's what I said at the beginning," Yan Shuo said slowly, his voice like the ripples of rain falling from an ancient well, "I did something to you last night, I hope you know, those—"
Shen Zhifan thought he was going to apologize, and quickly said: "It's okay, in fact, I..."
"It's what I've always wanted to do to you."
Shen Zhifan: "..."
Hey, it's really shameless overnight.
But Shen Zhifan could only blushed, and he didn't even have the strength to speak: "Alright, alright, just be happy."
Yan Shuo couldn't help holding his chin up, imagining how the young man on the opposite side was now cramped: "You are so cute, baby."
"Wait," Shen Zhifan said with enthusiasm, "I also have a lot of things I've always wanted to do to you!"
Yan Shuo finally laughed and couldn't stop for a while.
After listening to the other party's laughter, Shen Zhifan suddenly realized what he had just said, but he couldn't take it back, so he could only bite the bullet and continue listening.
"Okay, I'll wait." Yan Shuo finally drank the pale golden liquid in the cup, "Wait for you to do what you've always wanted to do to me,"
Shen Zhifan felt that he was probably ashamed: "You don't even plan to... don't plan to make a confession, so irresponsible?"
"I don't plan," the General said neatly and honestly, "I'd rather be responsible to you on the sofa."