Shen Liang walked out of Shao Fanhan's room top-heavy, still a little dizzy. He thought to himself, what the hell, this kind of bad plot will happen to him one day. Sure enough, if you spill too much blood, you will be punished.
The clock on the wall already pointed to two o'clock in the morning, silently showing the passage of time.
Shen Liang sighed and went back to the room to prepare for bed, but after lying on the bed, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Finally, he sat up, took out a notebook from the bedside table, thought for a long time, and then solemnly wrote down his first plan:
1. Help Shao Quhan chase Shen Yan.
As for how to pursue it, I’ll think about it tomorrow.
The system quietly approached and took a peek, thinking that he would write something shocking, but it turned out to be nonsense. He couldn't help but rolled his eyes: How are you going to help him chase him
The system is a "big light bulb" with enough light to blind people's eyes. Although it does not move much, it has a high sense of presence in the dark night.
Shen Liang glanced at it: "Can you turn down the brightness a little? It's too bright and affects your vision."
The system said "Oh" and then lowered the brightness of its body. When the dazzling light around it disappeared, Shen Liang was surprised to find that the system's true form was actually a large white diamond.
hiss…
Shen Liang touched his chin and fell into deep thought: "... You are so handsome."
System: put away your dangerous thoughts.
Shen Liang: "Oh."
He was quiet for a moment, not knowing what he thought of, and suddenly asked the system: "By the way, do you have a name?"
In Shen Liang's novels, this kind of system usually has a codename or name.
Upon hearing this, the system's body, which was rising and falling, suddenly froze for a moment:...
Shen Liang: "Asking you, do you have a name?"
The system held it in for a long time but could not formulate a complete sentence. Finally, it stammered: No, no...
As soon as Shen Liang heard this, he knew it was being sloppy. Thinking that there would be many opportunities to find out the truth in the future, Shen Liang stuffed the notebook into the bedside table and simply closed his eyes and went to sleep. As for how to help Shao Fanhan chase Shen Yan...
Just kidding, he is the original author of the novel, so chasing Shen Yan, a stupid college student who has no experience in the world, is not easy to do.
Early the next morning, Zhang's mother made breakfast. When she looked up, she saw Shen Liang coming downstairs, yawning profusely. She wiped her hands with her apron: "Xiao Shen, breakfast is already done. Eat it quickly, otherwise it will get cold soon. "
After hearing this, Shen Liang woke up for most of the time and asked aloud: "Where is Mr. Shao? Doesn't he want to eat?"
Zhang Ma shook her head and said hesitantly: "If he eats, he will go downstairs. There is no movement now, so he probably doesn't eat."
She also seemed a little afraid of Shao Fanhan and didn't even dare to urge him. After saying that, she went back to the kitchen to continue cleaning.
Shen Liang used a thermos cup to get some hot water, thinking that it was no wonder Shao Fanhan had stomach problems and didn't even eat. He turned around and went upstairs, walked to the door of Shao Fanhan's room and knocked on the door: "Get up."
In order to prevent the other party from hearing, he knocked loudly, just like a loan shark trying to collect a debt. If he were angry enough to get out of bed, he could be chopped to death with a kitchen knife on the spot.
With a "click", the door was opened from the inside.
Shao Fanhan was standing behind the door in pajamas. His dark hair was a little messy. He had obviously just gotten up, and the bruises under his eyes confirmed that he didn't sleep well yesterday. Seeing that it was Shen Liang knocking on the door, he frowned slightly: "Is something wrong?"
Shen Liang glanced downstairs: "Go downstairs to eat."
Shao Fanhan only said two words: "I won't eat."
After saying that, he was about to close the door, but unexpectedly he was blocked by Shen Liang: "Eat quickly. After eating, I will take you to find Shen Yan in the evening."
There is a major plot tonight. If you miss this village, you will miss this store.
Shao Fanhan paused when he heard this and frowned even more: "Shen Yan?"
Shen Liang folded his arms and leaned against the door frame, smiling like a hooligan: "Don't you want to chase him? I'll help you chase him. Don't regret it if you don't go."
Shao Fanhan stared at him quietly without saying a word. After a moment, he said: "... get out."
Shen Liang raised his eyebrows: "What?"
Shao Fanhan: "I'll change clothes."
Shen Liang snorted and was speechless. He stood up straight, put one hand in his pocket and walked downstairs, saying to himself: "I haven't seen any part of you, there is nothing to block."
What he responded to was a loud "bang" of the door closing behind him.
The large dining table downstairs is large enough for ten people to dine at the same time, but this table is never full. The cold and smooth marble countertop reflects the shallow shadow of the chandelier overhead, making people aware of its beauty at a glance, but at the same time understand its coldness.
Shen Liang sat at the dining table and peeled an egg for himself. Looking at the empty seat opposite, he suddenly understood why Shao Quhan didn't like eating.
It's like eating hotpot alone, it's boring.
Not long after, Shao Fanhan went downstairs. He pulled out his chair under Shen Liang's gaze, then sat down across the dining table, staring at the half-warm porridge in front of him, and paused for a few seconds before starting to eat.
He doesn’t pick up vegetables or drink milk. He seems to eat just to complete a task.
Shen Liang thought to himself that Shao Fanhan only had plain porridge one day. What was the use of earning so much money? Why not give it to him. He unscrewed his own thermos cup, poured some into the cup, and handed it to Shao Fanhan:
"Drink some hot water."
Shao Quhan didn't move. I saw a few bright red wolfberries soaked in the cup, and two bitter chrysanthemums, steaming out.
Shen Liang sat across from him holding a thermos cup, sighing and leaning back in the chair, like a salted fish: "The body is the greatest capital of love. It's not too late to take care of yourself."
“…”
Of course Shao Fanhan would not drink his health tea. After drinking the porridge, he pulled out his chair and stood up to prepare to go upstairs. But he didn't know what he thought of, so he paused and looked back at Shen Liang: "Come up."
Shen Liang raised his eyelids and asked with his eyes: "?"
Shao Fanhan's voice was cold: "Come to my room."
"???"
Shen Liang was stunned for a moment. It was not that his thoughts were not pure, but that these words made people think too much. In a sense, a substitute is equivalent to a lover, and a lover will inevitably want something. Could it be that Shao Fanhan wanted to...
So what
Shen Liang raised his head and looked at the bright sun outside the window, and hissed in his heart, isn't it bad in broad daylight
Shao Fanhan was halfway gone, and when he saw Shen Liang didn't move, he frowned: "Why, you want me to go over and invite you?"
Shen Liang could only get up and follow up slowly. So be it, just dedicate yourself to art.
Shao Fanhan's sleep was as bad as his mental state. In the past, he could barely rely on medication to fall asleep, but over time, his body developed drug resistance, and the sleeping aids no longer worked for him.
He walked into the room, sat down by the bed, and then slowly unbuttoned his shirt, unbuttoning two buttons and then stopped.
Shen Liang stood at the door, not wanting to step forward at all, just stuck in place like a piece of wood.
Shao Quhan lowered his eyes quietly, covering the expression in his eyes, and said: "Come here and sleep."
When Shen Liang heard this, he immediately suspected that he was hearing hallucinations. Was Shao Fanhan so direct? He walked forward slowly, but heard the other party say: "Lie down."
Shen Liang's eyelids twitched suddenly: "Lie down?"
Doesn't the opponent want to turn over and attack? That won't work, he's not size zero.
The color of Shao Fanhan's lips was slightly lighter than that of ordinary people. He pursed his lips quietly, and the color became a little lighter. He said the most thought-provoking words in the coldest tone: "Go up, don't let me repeat it a second time."
Excessive fatigue is enough to crush a person's tense nerves, not to mention decades of tossing and turning. After Shao Fanhan finished speaking, he lay down on the bed. His figure sank slightly. The moment he closed his eyes, his brows wrinkled uncontrollably, as if he remembered some lingering nightmare.
Shen Liang thought that he could go to bed if he wanted to. If the other party wanted to turn over and attack, he would probably have to fight. He didn't believe that he couldn't beat Shao Fanhan, a man who was full of diseases.
With a soft "squeak" sound, he lay directly beside Shao Fanhan, and the room was so quiet that he could hear his breathing.
Shao Fanhan closed his eyes and fluttered his eyelashes, feeling the cool breath completely enveloping him, strange and familiar. He turned over calmly, trying to find the long-lost sense of security last night, but he always felt that there was something missing.
“…”
Ten minutes later, Shao Quhan finally opened his eyes. He quietly looked at Shen Liang, but saw that the other person was playing games. He sneered, took out the phone and threw it on the ground with a clang -
The screen is cracked.
Shen Liang is very tolerant of psychopaths, especially those who are rich and powerful and can kill themselves in minutes: "...What are you doing?"
Shao Fanhan ignored him and turned his back to him to sleep. Shen Liang thought he had an indirect convulsion and moved his legs. Just as he was about to get out of bed and pick up his phone, Shao Fanhan suddenly said: "Hold me."
"What?" Shen Liang found that since he came to this world, his brain has been a little exhausted.
"Come here and hug me." Shao Quhan's brows were furrowed and he was already getting irritable.
Shen Liang always felt that his tone when he said this was more like "hack you to death" than "hold me". Hearing this, he slowly stretched out his arms and pulled Shao Quhan into his arms from behind, holding him tightly and airtight.
Shen Liang's chin rested on the top of his head: "Is this so?"
Probably because he was so close, he unconsciously lowered his voice a little, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he sounded with an illusion of gentleness.
Shao Quhan said nothing. Through a thin layer of clothing, he could clearly feel the cool and hot body temperature and the steady beating heart, which seemed to be magical, making people unconsciously let go of their guard.
Shao Fanhan's eyelashes trembled, but he maintained his position without moving, and whispered without looking back: "Don't let go."
He said: "Don't let go..."
They are obviously just two strangers, but they have already done all the most intimate things in the world. Shao Fanhan didn't know whether he was looking for comfort in Shen Liang because of his similar appearance to Shen Yan, or because the other person really gave him a sense of security that he had not seen for a long time -
He didn't understand, so he assumed it was the former.
The time is lazy, and the sunlight outside the window is dim, casting mottled light and shadow on the floor. Shen Liang held Shao Fanhan in his arms and found that he was asleep again like yesterday. He raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that Shao Fanhan really used him as his companion to sleep with
Shen Liang adjusted his posture and planned to go back to sleep. Unexpectedly, Shao Fanhan suddenly turned over, hugged his waist, and buried his face directly in his arms: "..."
The other party hasn't woken up yet, so he must be dreaming.
Shen Liang tentatively pulled twice, but not only did he not pull away, Shao Quhan hugged him tighter and tighter, strangling him so hard that he almost couldn't breathe, and finally had to give up.
Just hug him, he won't lose a piece of meat anyway.