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When going down from the mountain, Ji Huan's legs trembled slightly and were a little weak. He put most of his body on Feng Chi, and for a moment he couldn't figure out why Feng Chi was so powerful that they couldn't go straight down. Instead, he walked down step by step like an ordinary person.
He is really tired.
Ji Huan took Feng Chi's hand, his voice was very soft, "Can't we just fly down? I'm so tired."
"I'll carry you down." After saying this, Feng Chi didn't ask Ji Huan's consent, and immediately threw the man with thin arms and legs onto his back, and walked down the mountain while talking.
The sun is at its peak, hanging high above the sky. Ji Huan hooked the man's neck with one hand, and opened the other hand, and the light passed through the five fingers and sprinkled on the stone slab. Ji Huan rubbed his face against Feng Chi's neck, and said in a low voice, "Boyfriend, come on, go down the mountain and eat more."
"Then give me a kiss."
Ji Huan obediently pressed a kiss on Feng Chi's face. Softly sticking to his face, Feng Chi narrowed his narrow eyes and smiled softly.
His little boyfriend is so good and cute.
Although Feng Chi walked slowly, the man's strides were long, and it didn't take much time to go down the mountain. When staying at the foot of the mountain, Ji Huan and Feng Chi met several familiar faces, including a couple who complained softly before. The boy's eyes wandered around Feng Chi's body, and he immediately leaned over to his girlfriend and whispered, "You see they come down so fast, they must not go up. This man's hair isn't even messed up, so he probably went up. A little way."
The girlfriend pushed the boy's head away in disgust, and before he could speak, the staff guarding the foot of the mountain smiled and asked Feng Chi and Ji Huan how they felt about the trip. Ji Huan slid off the man's back and touched his legs subconsciously, "It's okay, but my legs are a little weak. The scenery on the top of the mountain is pretty good, and it's not a loss to walk there."
The staff covered their mouths and snickered, "Your boyfriend's legs should be soft."
After all, it’s a long way to carry an adult on your back.
The staff's ridicule was not concealed at all, with some banter, Ji Huan immediately blushed. He squeezed his ears and turned to look at Feng Chi who was standing on the side. When his eyes crossed, Feng Chi smiled, "It's not bad, he's not heavy at all. Besides, he will have to carry it for the rest of his life."
"Ow—"
The girl grabbed her boyfriend's ear with her slender fingers, and stomped on his instep in anger, "Did you hear that?! You're ashamed to say that he didn't go up. His ideological consciousness is much higher than yours!"
"Ancestor, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will go to the gym tomorrow, and I will try to carry you up the mountain when I come back a month later!"
The conversation and laughter at the foot of the mountain were intertwined, and it was extremely lively. As the wind blew across his cheeks, Ji Huan narrowed his eyes, feeling sleepy and hungry. He clutched his empty stomach and opened his arms towards Fengchi. The man raised his eyebrows, and when he carried him on his back, he asked, "I worked so hard today, is there any reward?"
Ji Huan put her lips next to his ear, "You can do whatever you want tonight."
As soon as the words fell, Ji Huan felt that the hand clasping the crook of his leg tightened, and quickly released the grip. The man's eyes fell on the gravel road in front of him. The small round stones were embedded together, and his footsteps were a little unsteady when he stepped on it. Feng Chi lifted the person on his back up, and said in a very low voice, "Okay."
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the setting sun was blocked by the mountains in the distance, leaving only the brilliant afterglow in the sky. Sitting on the passenger seat, Ji Huan tilted his head. The man was close at hand, and the sunset glow fell on his face through the car window, clearly printing the fine hairs on Feng Chi's face. As if he noticed that someone was staring directly at him, Feng Chi turned his head slightly, revealing a handsome face.
"What's wrong?"
"Look at how good-looking you are."
"Then watch it for a while."
It was past six o'clock when we returned to the villa, and the ingredients from the supermarket were all placed in the security room. Feng Chi picked it up, took off his coat when he got home, and started cooking. Ji Huan rested for a while in the afternoon, and now he is full of energy. He followed Feng Chi to help wash the dishes and pots from time to time, and his whole body was sticky.
Even when Feng Chi was cooking, Ji Huan grabbed the man's clothes and poked his head forward. After going back and forth a few times, Feng Chi picked him up and threw him on the sofa in the living room. Stuffing the remote control, mobile phone and the newly bought game console into Ji Huan's arms, he kissed the young boy who was looking up at him, and said, "Sit down and don't come to the kitchen."
Ji Huan frowned immediately, and even his face was wrinkled, "Do you dislike me?"
Feng Chi looked indifferently, "No."
"Then why don't you let me follow you? I don't make trouble. You see, I wash vegetables very seriously."
"I'll be distracted."
The fluttering four words were like small stones suddenly falling on the surface of a calm lake, and immediately made Ji Huan turn his head and push Feng Chi's face away, "Then you hurry up, eating is the biggest thing in the world, so you can't be distracted by cooking."
Feng Chi: "..."
"So, I'm not as good as a meal in your heart?" Feng Chi glanced in the direction of the kitchen, pressed Ji Huan's shoulder expressionlessly and pushed him onto the sofa, with one knee resting on the edge of the sofa, Looking down at him condescendingly, "I'll give you a chance to explain clearly to me."
It's hard to explain, because Feng Chi didn't give him this chance at all.
At 8:40 in the evening, Ji Huan was sitting at the dining table, his hand holding the chopsticks trembling slightly. After a while, he slammed the chopsticks, turned his head and rushed to the kitchen. A minute later, he came out with a spoon. Holding the bowl and moving it to the side, he noticed Feng Chi's eyes looking over, he gave him a stern look with grinning teeth, and buried his head in eating.
Feng Chi, this dog man, don't even think about eating tonight.
Ji Huan ate so fast for the first time, and moved all the dishes in front of him, leaving no room for Feng Chi. Feng Chi was not angry either, he rested his chin with one hand and lazily watched him make small movements, with a sense of leisure and elegance, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
Ji Huan almost lost his breath.
Ten minutes later, holding his breath again, he pushed the vegetable bowl in front of Feng Chi, and said fiercely, "Give it to me."
However, Feng Chi raised his eyebrows and asked with a faint smile, "Can't eat anymore?"
"I can't save it for you." Ji Huan poked the rice and rolled his eyes.
In the middle of the night, Ji Huan was lying in Feng Chi's arms and texting Shi Ying. Shi Ying was very interested in his date with Feng Chi, for fear that they would go too far and forget that tomorrow is Monday when they should go to work. Ji Huan seriously stated that he is definitely not the kind of person who neglects his duties. Of course, Feng Chi is not necessarily the case.
Seeing this, Shi Ying sighed with emotion: I'm really envious, I also want to go out to play, instead of arguing with a King Kong rabbit at home for two days off, I'm tired.
The little white fluffy rabbit suddenly appeared in Ji Huan's head, and thinking about the grinning appearance of the other party, he couldn't help shrinking into Feng Chi's arms, dropped the phone and chirped at Feng Chi.
Feng Chi still has a good temper.
Feng Chi: "?"
"Don't want to sleep again today?" Feng Chi looked down at him.
Ji Huan's slender back was pressed against his chest, and from his angle, he could see the long eyelashes of a teenager like crow feathers. Feng Chi's hands were a little itchy, and he raised his hand to gently pinch Ji Huan's eyelashes. When Ji Huan moved, his eyelids stretched.
Ji Huan: "... what do you mean?"
Feng Chi coughed dryly, listening to the not-so-gentle voice, silently put down his hand.
Everything was quiet, and the occasional chirping of insects outside the window was very clear. Ji Huan looked up, the night was quiet and the street lights were bright. He suddenly remembered the scene at the top of the mountain this morning. Gently tugging on Feng Chi's pajamas, he closed his eyes and whispered: "Shall we talk?"
"what you want to say?"
"Can I tell you a story?"
The beginning of the story was very dull, Feng Chi couldn't hear anything special, until a novel appeared in Ji Huan's narration.
"I like the villain in the book the most. His name is... Feng Chi."
The following story came out of Ji Huan's mouth, with a slight tremor in his voice. Feng Chi leaned against the head of the bed, looking down at the person in his arms. Ji Huan didn't even dare to raise his head to look at the man who was holding him.
"Later, I woke up and found myself turned into a mirror."
Ji Huan held Feng Chi's hand, which was bigger than him, with slender fingers, which could easily wrap his entire hand. He clearly remembered every feeling of this hand wiping away his tears, touching his cheek, and clasping the bend of his leg.
Time passed by, and the sound of insects outside the window gradually weakened. For a moment, it seemed that the whole world fell into silence. Ji Huan's heart was beating extremely fast, as if it was about to burst through his chest. The person hugging him under him didn't speak for a long time, and he could only faintly hear the other person's shallow breathing.
I don't know how long it took before Ji Huan heard Feng Chi say, "Do you still want to say something to me?"
Ji Huan responded vaguely, but never spoke. Feng Chi didn't rush him either. About five minutes later, Feng Chi saw that the person in his arms looked like a cub who had strayed into a pack of wolves. He raised his head carefully, revealing a pair of eyes that started to turn red at some point, and those eyes were crystal clear. Ji Huan gently took his hand, bit her lip, and said in a low voice, "You said you would never leave me."
The extremely oppressive atmosphere from the moment of confession suddenly changed at this moment. It was as if the spring grass broke through the frozen field, trembling and revealing the delicate buds, and even the surrounding air was stained with sweetness and comfort.
Feng Chi raised his chin and pressed his fingers down on his lips, "Don't bite, it will hurt again if it breaks."
Ji Huan obediently let go of his mouth, but the tension in his eyes couldn't be removed no matter what. Feng Chi rubbed his hairy head, and repeated what he said many times: "Well, I will never leave you."
The moment he heard certain facts, Feng Chi finally knew where Ji Huan's worry about gains and losses came from.
He thought that he could probably understand Ji Huan's mood, and why Ji Huan was always unwilling to reveal the truth.
"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" he asked in a low voice.
Ji Huan clasped his hand tightly.
Yes, and there are many.
Like, do you think I'm weird? Do you feel sad because you are just a character in a book? Would it be unacceptable for me to tell you the truth so abruptly? Will you die under Zheng Kui, and many, many more.
But when the words came to his lips, he seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Ji Huan finally shook his head.
Feng Chi saw the struggle in his eyes, put his big hand on his face, and squeezed it lightly, "If you don't have anything to say, why don't you listen to me? I just want your answer."
"What, what?" Ji Huan asked nervously.
"Are you real?" Feng Chi asked him in a low voice, "Did you really appear in my world, or was it a dream I had?"
"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, if you touch me, it's hot." Ji Huan took his hand and rubbed it on his face twice, then opened his eyes wide and leaned in front of him, asking cautiously: "Is it hot?" Bar?"
Without waiting for anyone to answer, he squeezed his face vigorously again. As soon as he started his hands, his fair face suddenly turned red. He struck so hard that he grinned his teeth in pain, "It hurts so much."
Feng Chi covered his eyes, kissed his side face, and when he leaned down, his words were finally tinged with a smile, "As long as you are real, no matter whether this world is fiction or real, you will be with me." There is no difference in words. Ji Huan, I only care about you."