The scene was too cute to end for a while, and Yan Shuo and Yan Jinxing both looked very ugly.
But Shen Zhifan wouldn't, he happily picked up three kittens, but at least because of the three small ones, Shen Zhifan temporarily forgot whether the big one was the original one.
Yan Jinxing's purpose of this trip has been completed, he can no longer bear his hairy appearance. Although they are not fragile in this form, they make him feel very uncomfortable.
And in this form, due to certain genes in their bloodline, they will be extraordinarily arrogant and willful. This kind of force majeure makes Yan Jinxing feel that he is no longer a sturdy man, and he can't help but want to act like a spoiled child. "Meow" out.
… very scary.
Yan Shuo has always been very feudalistic and dictatorial towards these little ones, and there is no room for them to protest their suggestions.
He directly picked up the three kittens and threw them directly into a ball bag one by one, very clean and neat.
"Meow~" Uncle and uncle!
"Meow meow~" Don't pretend to be us!
"Meow-" We will be afraid of the dark inside the bag!
Yan Shuo snorted indifferently, these three little bastards would be afraid that it would be better to believe that Yan Jinxing could marry a wife.
Yan Jinxing suddenly felt a little itchy nose.
The three little snowballs pouted their furry heads and looked at Shen Zhifan as if asking for help with watery eyes.
Shen Zhifan glanced at Yan Shuo and felt that Yan Shuo's expression seemed a little scary: "...So, where are you sending them?"
"Recycling station." Yan Shuo said what was in his mind, "It's very suitable for them."
Shen Zhifan was stunned.
"Meow~" No, uncle!
"Meow meow~" Uncle is so cruel qaq!
"Meow!" Help!
The three little snowballs screamed mournfully and did not forget to act like a spoiled child.
Shen Zhifan couldn't bear it.
Yan Shuo cleared his throat and smiled at Shen Zhifan: "Actually, this is my brother's cat, it always runs around, I have to send it back to him."
"... This," Shen Zhifan thought for a while, "can such a small cat run so far?"
Yan Shuo: "…"
So, the ghost knows why they can run so far, family inheritance, strong genes, and extraordinary talents
Shen Zhifan was about to touch Xiaoxue Tuan's head again when Shen Zhirou's phone number was already called.
"elder brother!"
This decibel sound made Shen Zhifan narrow his eyes, he sighed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, imagining the way Shen Zhirou jumped on the opposite side.
"Brother! You really ran away with that male fox!!"
"How did you talk?" Shen Zhifan glanced at Yan Shuo from the corner of his eyes, his eyes lowered slightly, "You are still angry, why did you run around before, do you know how worried that Yi Jia is, and how worried your brother is?"
"I'm not running around!" Shen Zhirou gritted her teeth and planned to say it on the phone, "Brother, let me tell you, you'd better stay away from that General Yan now..."
Shen Zhifan was silent for a while before saying, "What's wrong?"
"I..." Shen Zhirou's voice trembled, "you go home quickly, go home soon, okay? I'll tell you when you go home, it's really important and important."
Hearing Shen Zhirou's voice was really anxious, Shen Zhifan said, "I'll be right next door."
He stuck his head out to say goodbye to Yan Shuo: "I... I'll go first."
Yan Shuo was still fighting with the three hairballs, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Zhifan's faint smile.
He laughed like he did seven years ago.
Although the facial features are slightly different, although this shy and innocent look is out of tune with what he should have looked like, the original indifferent face has also softened a lot because of his expression.
Still like a young man, lit by the light, his eyes are covered with a faint layer of starlight.
But teenagers are always teenagers, and Olivia said that the effects of hypnotism didn't last that long.
He always has to change back to the original Shen Zhifan.
Yan Shuo felt lost again, but the corner of his mouth smiled and said goodbye to him.
The young man in memory will always be an existence that cannot be recalled, but the stubborn and cold young man is still heart-wrenching.
"I'm really bothering you today," Shen Zhifan couldn't help but use honorifics, and then changed it a little embarrassedly, "You... I can't always change it."
"It's okay." Yan Shuo didn't want to pay attention to those three lawless little things for a while, and just wanted to look at him more.
"Zhirou called me over," Shen Zhifan motioned, then waved at him, "Let's have dinner together at night."
Yan Shuo's heart softened: "Well, what do you want to eat?"
Shen Zhifan thought for a while: "Actually, I don't know how to cook."
Yan Shuo also thought about it, and found that he was only good at making coffee. Although he also had an automatic cooking machine, he felt that there was no sincerity in this kind of cold machine.
"Then," Yan Shuo looked down at the three hairballs, and showed a meaningful smile, "Boil the cat's head, three, just right."
Three cats: "... Meow meow meow!" Uncle went crazy! ! !
Of course, Shen Zhifan knew that Yan Shuo was not so mad, but he was still frightened by the threat in the eyes of the general.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, and suddenly thought: "Then let's have hot pot, have you ever eaten it?"
Yan Shuo was taken aback: "Hot pot?"
Shen Zhifan had already gone outside, and when he heard what he said, he looked back at him and said with a chuckle, "Well, a very good food... See you in the evening."
Yan Shuo felt itchy and warm.
Sitting down for a meal with the boy you like is very romantic no matter what you think.
Yan Jinxing: "... Meow." His eyes are going blind.
... Why on earth did he come to suffer in such a place!
Shen Zhifan turned his head slowly, the sunlight beside him seemed to be blocked by dark clouds, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly faded, as if it was slowly shrouded in a layer of darkness.
His innocent eyebrows narrowed slightly, and the originally moist corners of his eyes also faded, soaked with three layers of frost.
He sighed and slowly opened the door of his house.
Shen Zhirou sat on the sofa, hugging the pillow, her eyes suddenly turned red again, but it wasn't too frowning, she just looked a little melancholy.
She is a little girl like a little monkey. She looks like a little monkey and moves like a little monkey. She has no flesh in her mind, and she even has moments of depression.
When she saw Shen Zhifan coming, her eyes became even more red, and two tears fell.
"Brother," she cried out miserably, trying to reluctantly lift her spirits, "I'm crying so much now that it's raining with pear flowers, I feel pity, just like those girls on TV."
Shen Zhifan was silent for a while, and decided to tell the truth: "... They cry like pear flowers, and you cry like piranhas."
Shen Zhirou: "..."
"Okay," Shen Zhifan smiled, touched Shen Zhirou's head, and held his little girl in his arms, "Don't cry, you are my precious little sister."
Shen Zhirou cried even more sadly this time.
She remembered what Ferdinand said, and what Yi Jia said.
What kind of underground mecha field... A brother who was wrapped in bandages and fell into a pool of blood kept flashing in her mind. Although it had been a long time, she still had lingering fears.
She thought about it, gritted her teeth, and took out the recorder from her pocket.
"Brother, I didn't run around," Shen Zhirou lowered her head, "I was kidnapped by a man named Ferdinand, do you know him... You may not remember now, but... "
"Did he tell you?"
"But he said that he was with you before—" Shen Zhirou's explanation came to her lips and she suddenly stopped, looking up at Shen Zhifan in a daze, "Brother, what did you say?"
Shen Zhifan lowered his eyes to look at him, his eyes were as cold as frost, but very handsome.
"You shouldn't know that."
Shen Zhirou covered her mouth, her eyes widened.
"Brother... When did you remember... "
"It didn't take long," Shen Zhifan took the voice recorder in her hand, "Actually, I started to remember a little bit one after another, and now I don't remember it completely, but I remember a lot of things from the past."
"When did you start thinking about it?" Shen Zhirou grabbed his sleeve, "Why didn't you tell me."
Shen Zhifan lowered his head: "The first time, at the mecha field training base, I was a little stimulated, but I didn't remember it at first, but then I got drunk, and I thought about it in my dream, but I didn't know it. "
"It's more clear from the night before yesterday," Shen Zhifan blinked, "I... I remembered something from seven years ago, and then today, just before you came, I remembered more."
He subconsciously broke the sentence to hide something. For example, he remembered that he woke up several times because of someone.
What I really remembered more was that night, the General was holding a few messy grasses in his hand, and it looked a little messy, and then he couldn't help but say that he kissed him on the ground.
He said a lot of things from the past when he was drunk... Yan Shuo is like a key.
Shen Zhifan sighed.
He is like a key, or his kiss is like a key, the closer you get along with him, the clearer the memory begins to shake in your mind.
At that time, Shen Zhifan remembered the days when he used to have an underground mecha field, because that was the first time he and Yan Shuo met when they were adults.
But it was just a vague memory, independent, he could think about his cold self, but he didn't know why he was cold.
He was filled with a faint fear of those memories, but even so, he couldn't help but get close to each other. Even though his heart was already shaking, he couldn't help pretending to be ignorant.
I don't know if I'm deceiving others or deceiving myself.
The intermittent memories were not so beautifully spliced in his mind, until the kiss before Shen Zhirou came back.
"We were seven years ago..." he said.
This kiss was like a fuse, rubbing against the memories of seven years ago.
Shen Zhifan covered his forehead.
The moment those memories appeared, he was not aware, but feared.
He didn't want to think about it... Those memories are what he doesn't want, it's a cowardly way of escaping.
But I still remember it.
"Brother, do you still want to listen to the audio?"
"No, Ferdinandia's things cannot be collected," Shen Zhifan threw the recorder into the trash can lightly, and said, "Do you know why I am amnesia?"
Shen Zhirou shook her head stupidly, "I don't know."
"Someone hypnotized me, but in fact I... I learned a little hypnotism before, and someone taught me," Shen Zhifan sighed, "It's not so much that she hypnotized me, it's better that I took this opportunity to hypnotize myself. My own, I'm so tired, I want to rest for a while."
"But as long as I remember, I can't stop."
"I gave myself half a month to have a memory loss. It's really romantic... But that's the end of it."
"Mirror Flowers Water Moon, is it fake?"
He suddenly smiled again, his lips thin and it seemed that this smile was also cold.
"I set the 'key' of hypnosis as his kiss."
"…what is a 'key'?"
"It's the proof of waking up," Shen Zhifan patted his head, "Every time you kiss, you unlock a layer of locks, and you wake up from a sweet dream and return to reality during the kiss. It's pitiful, but it's also romantic, there's no way. … dreams are always awake.”
Shen Zhirou seems to understand but does not understand.
"You don't need to understand," Shen Zhifan got up and fiddled around in his closet for a while, then directly gave Shen Zhirou a ticket, "You can leave tonight, leave Emperor Star, go to B Galaxy, b-33 Star Abyss Street On the 23rd, it's not safe here, I can't take good care of you."
"What about you?" Shen Zhirou stared blankly at the ticket in her hand. It was a ticket with no time but only a place. This kind of ticket at any time was very expensive, but it was indeed purchased by her ID card, indicating that it was a ticket. Shen Zhifan's plan a long time ago.
"I'll stay," Shen Zhifan lowered his eyes, "I still need a kiss, let me remember everything."
Like tonight.
His eyelashes are very dense and long, but at this moment, they tremble slightly on the thin jade-like face.
Shen Zhirou suddenly realized that she was afraid that she had seen the most vulnerable elder brother.
"The 'he' my brother said is the one... Yan Shuo?"
He didn't answer.
"It's true, you like him very much." Shen Zhirou suddenly realized, "Brother, you feel tired... You are so tired that you want to hypnotize yourself and want to rest for a while because of him, right?"
Shen Zhifan sighed and put the back of one hand on his forehead: "Don't ask, baby."
But after a while he answered again himself.
"Yeah, it's for him," Shen Zhifan smiled forcefully, as if recalling something, "otherwise, why would it be his kiss."
"I... but I've never heard you speak of him before."
Shen Zhirou was a little stunned.
"That was… many years ago."