Tao Xiaosong returned to the second bedroom in frustration: "Brother Qing, you? Play, I'm going to sleep with my uncle tonight."
Yan Qing put down the mouse and turned around: "You? You are so old, and you still want to sleep with your elders?"
Tao Xiaosong rolled his eyes: "My uncle is afraid that I won't get old when I sleep? It's really pressing on your wound."
Yan Qing: "No."
"You? Don't tell me, my uncle has already decided," Tao Xiaosong sighed, "Remember to set the alarm clock, I'll go."
"Komatsu."
"He... is your uncle?"
"Of course!"
Tao Xiaosong left.
Yan Qing lost interest in playing games and quit the game.
He recalled the neck he saw just now, closed his eyes, rubbed his brows, opened his eyes suddenly, opened the search page in surprise, and tapped the next line.
"Is it normal to see someone's neck and want to bite?"
Someone just asked the same question, he just clicked in to see the answer.
Answer: You? Well, according to the situation you described, you have a tendency to be obsessive-compulsive, which is often related to psychological and emotional factors of tension, anger, and depression. Suggest you? Adjust your mentality, participate in sports properly, and maintain a good sleep…
Answer: You? Well, you may have violent tendencies. It is recommended to find time to see a psychiatrist.
Answer: Please describe in detail, do you want to break his neck? still…
Yan Qing turned off the computer expressionlessly.
I see.
He had a fight tonight and was in a bad mood already.
When I came to stay at my classmate's house, and I met my classmate's drunk uncle and asked him, can I not be angry and not depressed
Fortunately, he held back and didn't hit anyone.
No bite either.
Early the next morning, Tao Xiaosong declined Xie Chenyang's offer to send him off, and took the subway to school alone.
Xie Chenyang: "You? Don't go to school?"
Yan Qing: "I'm on leave."
The wounds on his arms and legs could be hidden, but the bruises on his face could not be hidden. If the teacher knew about it, the mother might also know about it.
Therefore, he told his mother that his classmate's parents were not at home recently, he was timid and wanted to stay with him for a few days, while he asked the teacher for a few days off.
Xie Chenyang asked curiously: "You? You are hurt? You are worried that the teacher will tell you, the parents, but you ask for leave, won't the teacher check with the parents?"
Yan Qing: "Half."
"Half of the possibility," Yan Qing walked to the door, "I have a good reputation from the teacher, and I have not asked for leave this semester. He will not necessarily ask my parents to verify, but trust me directly."
However, the possibility of verification is not ruled out.
Xie Chenyang walked behind him and put one hand on the wall, bowed his head slightly: "Where are you going?"
Yan Qing: "..." It's too close.
Xie Chenyang: "Huh?"
Yan Qing stretched out his hand and pushed him a distance: "Go out for a walk."
Tao Xiaosong went to school, he didn't want to be alone with Xie Chenyang.
He has been hesitating whether or not to change his place of residence for the past few days.
But there are not many people who have a good relationship with him in the school, and those few live with their parents, which is not very convenient. In fact, Tao Xiaosong is not very convenient here... But Tao Xiaosong was the closest to him last night.
Xie Chenyang took another two steps back, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes were gentle: "Since you are injured, let's take a good rest here. Komatsu told me last night, you? Will be staying here for a few days."
As if the strength just now was an illusion.
Yan Qing: "I..."
"It's okay to go out for a walk, remember to come back early," Xie Chenyang said warmly, "The password to open the door is... 0122, my birthday."
After Xie Chenyang finished speaking, he went back to the bedroom.
Yan Qing looked at his back, his lips tightened, he changed his shoes, and went out directly.
Xie Chenyang went into the bathroom to find a razor and shave in the mirror.
[Daughter-in-law may not like my stubble, he would never refuse my approach before]
When he blocked Yan Qing in the shoe cabinet just now, Xie Chenyang clearly felt his tension.
You Huang said speechlessly: "It doesn't matter if you have stubble or not, you just came over, so he just came over, he only has Yuan Yanqing's memory, his soul hasn't fully integrated yet, when he gets used to it, It won't be so young anymore."
[Then you have to shave, otherwise you will be more stabbed. 】
"Who?"
"Be honest, although his real age is estimated to be similar to yours, but his body... understand?"
[Understand, I will wait for him to grow up]
After Yan Qing went out, he went to an auto repair shop familiarly.
The staff at the auto repair shop knew him well.
"Yan Qing, are you looking for the boss?"
"Well, is he there?"
"Should be in the office."
He went straight to the second floor.
The front desk is not available.
He glanced at it and went inside.
The boss's office, he can come and go by himself.
Always like this.
Yan Qing maintained the posture of pushing the door and froze there.
The office is huge.
The old man he was looking for, Ban Yu Zhang, sat on a rattan rocking chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, his head raised.
A man clasped the sides of the chair with both hands, attached to the side of his neck and kissed. And Yu Zhang clasped his hands around his neck and closed his eyes, applying for enjoyment.
Yan Qing's first reaction was not to close the door, but...
(I didn't want to bite my uncle's neck last night, but... want to kiss?)
Yu Zhang opened his eyes and said, "Bao...Fuck!"
He pushed the person away from him, and stood up while tidying up his clothes: "Xiaoqing you? Why are you here? You? Shouldn't you be in school?"
Yan Qing took advantage of the situation to enter the door: "I'm asking for leave."
The man slowly buttoned the collar: "Brother?"
Yu Zhang scratched his hair: "Well, stinky brother."
The man chuckled softly: "I'll go see if the car is ready, you? Talk to my brother."
After the man goes out.
Yan Qing walked to the desk and sat down, sneering: "Smelly brother?"
"I said why don't you go to school today?" Yu Zhang walked to the desk and shook his chin from side to side, "Who did it?"
Yan Qing patted his hand away: "Heroes save the beauty."
"Tsk," Yu Zhang took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table and lit it, "So, I won't go to school for a few days? I won't go home? Want to come and stay with me?"
Originally thought so.
Yan Qing looked up at the red mark on his neck: "Who is he?"
Yu Zhang frowned and said perfunctorily: "Ah, I'm a celebrity friend, do you find a sense of drama in me, you? All you see is acting, acting, understand?"
Yan Qing: "...do I look stupid?"
"Hey," Yu Zhang leaned on the desk and smoked a cigarette melancholy, "Okay, brother, I'm gay, will Xiaoqing hate me because of this? Ah, brother is really sad."
There was no ups and downs in the words.
Yan Qing was inexplicably agitated, and reached out to the cigarette case on the table.
Yu Zhang quickly grabbed the cigarette case and stuffed it into his pocket: "Hey, what are you doing? You are still young and can't smoke."
The mobile phone information alert sounded.
Yu Zhang's mobile phone was placed on the table, and Yan Qing glanced at it and read the words on it clearly.
[Baby: Are you still having dinner together at noon? 】
Yu Zhang took the phone and was about to reply when Yan Qing said lightly, "Eat, let's eat together."
Yu Zhang: "?"
Yan Qing: "I'm just here to find you for lunch, it's okay to have more than one person."
He wanted to see how the two of them got along.
Two men... Can this be done
Yu Zhang laughed: "Okay."
At this time, Xie Chenyang had happily bought vegetables and filled the refrigerator.
[I rarely cook, so Ah Qing shouldn't despise me, right? 】
You Huang: "Yes."
[Why is it like eating a lemon? 】
Daddy and Daddy are so nice, he hasn't eaten his cooking yet!
It's still early.
Xie Chenyang took out his mobile phone and searched for recipes carefully, and began to operate meticulously in the kitchen.
auto repair shop.
Yu Zhang introduced her boyfriend to Yan Qing: "His name is Tang Zheyan, you? Maybe you don't know if you don't watch TV, but you? Many classmates must know him. Do you want an autograph?"
Tang Zheyan said helplessly: "Don't listen to him, I'm tepid and not famous."
Yan Qing greeted them and observed them as if nothing.
Maybe it's because he's here that Tang Zheyan and Yu Zhang don't get along very closely, but it's not hard to see that they have a tacit understanding. With just one look and one action, they know what the other party is thinking.
Yan Qing: "So, you are his fan?"
Tang Zheyan smiled sideways: "Really? You? Are you my fan?"
"Of course, I started fanning you the day we got together, pfft," Yu Zhang also laughed, but his smile subsided for a moment, "Speaking of fans, I've been a fan of a star in the past two years."
Tang Zheyan: "Oh? The first two years? Now I have me, so I climbed the wall, and I'm no longer a fan?"
Yan Qing is not interested in the entertainment industry and feels a little bored when he hears it.
"No, he quit the circle," Yu Zhang felt a pity, "You? In the entertainment industry, even if you don't know him, you should have heard of him."
"Shen Yangfan."
As soon as Yu Zhang's voice fell, Yan Qing raised his head.
He should have never known the name Shen Yangfan.
But in the morning Tao Xiaosong whispered to him before going out.
"My uncle's name is Shen Yangfan, you? Just call him Uncle Shen. He is very good, you? If you have any inconvenience, just tell him, or send me a message, and I will tell him."
Shen Yangfan.
Tang Zheyan: "He..."
"Oh, stop talking about this, you?"
"Why don't you say it?"
Yan Qing looked at Shang Yu Zhang's suspicious gaze and turned his head away uncomfortably: "Why didn't you tell me? I'm very curious about your former idol... Why did he quit the circle? Was he... very popular before?"
"That's not right, his acting skills..."
Xie Chenyang finally made the banana cake he was satisfied with, and came to the living room with a plate:
[Dad come out~ Come and see if the banana pancake I made for you is delicious. 】
You Huang: "Did it for me? Let me test the poison."
[I made it specially for you, it's still a while before noon, it's too early to cook now. 】
As soon as he finished speaking, the banana pancakes on the table disappeared together with the plate.
[You? Why don't you play cards according to the routine? To be fair, you? Shouldn't you come out to eat? 】
You Huang: "The monitoring team is watching."
[Then you don't know if you take it in and eat it? ha? 】
You Huang: "Compared to me changing shape and going out to eat, this is not a big problem."
Oh, little brat, you just want to see my face.
Tang Zheyan and Yu Zhang went to cook together.
Yan Qing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, his brows more indifferent than usual.
The phone rang and he lowered his head and took it out.
[I'm Komatsu's uncle, it's raining, I remember you? I didn't bring an umbrella, do you want me to pick you up? 】
It was raining heavily outside.
Yan Qing put the phone back in his pocket expressionlessly and did not reply to him.
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