Unexpectedly, he really agreed. Jiang Lin immediately took two steps forward, then stopped, looked at his wet T-shirt and hair, and said, "Then take a shower first, I'll get you some clothes."
Ji Minglun wanted to say no, but Jiang Lin turned around and went into the second bedroom as soon as he finished speaking, not giving him any chance to stop. What’s more, he looked down at his clothes and they were indeed too dirty to wear due to cleaning and being caught in the rain.
With a sigh, Ji Minglun turned and walked towards the bathroom and turned on the light on the wall.
Jiang Lin's old house is located at the junction of Huli District and Siming District. Although it is only more than 70 square meters, it has a good north-south orientation. The house was bought by Jiang Lin's grandfather. Jiang Lin lost his grandparents when he was born. His mother missed his parents and never sold the house. Jiang Lin also moved out of Jiang Jianchen's villa and came back to live here after his parents broke up.
Ji Minglun looked at the layout of the bathroom. It was still the same as before, with a space of about 7 square meters divided into two dry and wet areas by a frosted glass sliding door. He glanced at the shelves in the shower area. He was just looking around at first, but his eyes suddenly stopped.
There was a black bottle on the shelf. The minimalist appearance of the bottle was so familiar to him that he could tell what it was without even taking a closer look.
It turns out that my last guess was correct. Jiang Lin is really using this shampoo, as well as the sportswear shower gel next to it.
"Minglun."
Jiang Lin's voice came from behind. Ji Minglun turned around and saw a set of blue-gray plaid pajamas and a clean bath towel in Jiang Lin's arms. He looked a little unnatural and said, "Your clothes have been in the closet for too long and they all smell like mothballs. I'll wash them for you now. They will dry quickly. Do you want to wear mine first?"
There is a certain difference in their height and body shape, so Jiang Lin's loose pajamas are just the right size for Ji Minglun.
"It's okay," Ji Minglun pinched the hem of the T-shirt and lifted it up, then took it off his head, "I'll wear mine, just put it down."
Jiang Lin watched him take off his shirt. The light from the bathroom shone on his wheat-colored skin like snow. The muscles on his chest and abdomen were well-developed. Even the movement of throwing the T-shirt into the laundry basket was very powerful. Jiang Lin took a look and then looked away uncomfortably. He put his pajamas on the drying rack, left and closed the door.
Ji Minglun didn't notice that Jiang Lin's eyes were strange, but after the bathroom door was closed, he turned around and looked at the large mirror on the wall.
From childhood to adulthood, he didn't know how many times he had revealed himself in front of Jiang Lin. He never felt uncomfortable before, but now it is really difficult to go back to the past when nothing happened.
But no matter how difficult it is, you have to do it.
He stared at the person in the mirror. He had seen Jiang Lin's reaction since he entered the room. That guy was really happy that their relationship could return to the way it was before. Compared to the tense atmosphere between the two of them these days, he had to admit that he couldn't resist Jiang Lin, who smiled at him now.
Raising his right hand and scratching the hair at the back of his head, Ji Minglun sighed again, took off his jeans and underwear and started to take a shower.
Jiang Lin leaned against the wall next to him, listening to the sound of the shower water inside. The beating of his chest was still a little out of control.
Ji Minglun must have found the bottle of shampoo. It was his fault for not thinking of it in advance. However, even if he had thought of it, he couldn't hide it. After all, this was the only shampoo and shower gel in the house.
But judging from Ji Minglun's reaction just now, he shouldn't be disgusted.
With his chin raised, the back of his head pressed against the cold wall, and the scene of Ji Minglun taking off his clothes appeared in front of his eyes uncontrollably.
Reminding himself not to think too much, Jiang Lin stood for a while before returning to the table. Originally, he planned to make a small hot pot by himself, but now that Ji Minglun was here, the washed vegetables would definitely not be enough, and he could not turn on the induction cooker again, for fear of burning the fuse again.
If he didn't make hot pot, he didn't know what to do. He was not good at cooking, so he went back to the kitchen and looked through the cabinet where pots were kept. He thought of making a hodgepodge.
He put the larger pot in the sink and cleaned it. He filled half of the pot with water and put it on the gas stove. He poured the hot pot base into it and boiled it. Then he put the washed mushrooms, various meatballs, seafood and other things in one by one. When Ji Minglun opened the bathroom door, the things in the pot were also open.
He took the seasoning spoon to taste the flavor, turned around and saw that Ji Minglun looked a little uncomfortable: "Why didn't you take it?"
Jiang Lin put down the spoon: "Your ** are all in the washing machine. I think the smell of mothballs is too strong, so I threw them in to wash."
Ji Minglun's expression looked like he wanted to say something but didn't. Jiang Lin thought he would be angry, but he didn't expect that he relaxed his brows the next second and turned to walk towards the living room.
Jiang Lin followed him with his eyes, and when he saw him walk to the door of his bedroom, he said in a muffled voice, "I'm going to the balcony."
Jiang Lin said yes, and he stepped in. Because of this polite gesture, Jiang Lin's good mood was mostly dampened.
I opened the floor-to-ceiling glass door to the balcony and heard the sound of laundry being done from the washer-dryer in the corner.
The outer perimeter of Jiang Lin's balcony was enclosed so that wind and rain could not get in. Ji Minglun glanced at the doghouse covered with a waterproof cloth by the wall. When he returned to the second bedroom, he heard Jiang Lin calling him to eat outside.
The air conditioner was on at home, and the aroma of hot pot filled the entire living room. He did not close the door when he entered the room, so the alluring aroma also drifted into the room and penetrated into his lungs.
After he woke up at noon, he was called by Deng Feng to help clean up the store without eating. After he finished, Deng Feng gave him two small cakes. He was already starving. But when he thought of the small cakes, he remembered the cheese cream cake for Jiang Lin in the back seat of the car.
He forgot to take it when he got off the car in a hurry just now. He walked into the living room and said to the person who was setting the table, "Give me an umbrella. I'll go get something from the car."
Jiang Lin asked: "What do you want to take?"
"The cakes in the store can't be kept for more than three days," Ji Minglun explained, "Deng Feng divided them into several portions, and one of them is for you."
Jiang Lin remembered that Deng Feng had said at noon that the unsold cakes in the store would be distributed to everyone. Does that mean Ji Minglun didn't come here because of his information
Seeing him standing still, Ji Minglun thought he didn't want to eat, so he reminded him: "The one I got you is the cheese cream one."
This was Jiang Lin's favorite cake flavor. Because of this, Jiang Lin put down his chopsticks and said, "Let me get it. You just took a shower and you'll get wet again if you go down."
"It's okay, I'll just hold the umbrella."
"I'll go," Jiang Lin took a piece of paper and walked towards the entrance, "You sit down and eat first. The wide noodles are already cooked. If you don't take them out, they will easily get mushy."
Ji Minglun's car keys were placed on the shoe cabinet. After changing his shoes, he took out an umbrella from the drawer, opened the door and went out.
Only after hearing the sound of the door closing did Ji Minglun retract his gaze and look at the pot on the table.
Jiang Lin cooked all the food in one pot, including meat, vegetables and seafood, and used the tomato-flavored hot pot base that they both liked.
Although the delicious food on the table was very tempting, Ji Minglun still did not sit down. He walked to the mahogany sofa, knelt on one knee on the sofa, opened the curtains and looked down from the window.
After a while, Jiang Lin appeared downstairs holding an umbrella. Because the wind was too strong, his umbrella was deformed twice after he took a few steps. He had no choice but to put away the umbrella, run to the car in the rain, and take out two cake bags from the back seat.
As he locked the car door and walked back, a heavy object suddenly fell not far behind him.
Jiang Lin was startled, and turned around to find that it was a palm leaf, which must have fallen from the palm tree behind him. He raised his head and looked to the upper right, and happened to see Ji Minglun looking down at him.
Ji Minglun shouted: "Come up quickly!"
He nodded, picked up the cake and ran. When his figure disappeared under the awning below, Ji Minglun looked at the thick branch and felt scared.
I really should have gone down to get the cakes later, or simply not had the cakes.
He went over to open the door, and after waiting for a while, he saw Jiang Lin running up in three steps, panting as he handed him the bag. Looking at Jiang Lin's wet bangs and home clothes, he stepped aside to let him in, and asked, "Are you okay?"
"No, luckily I was quick." Jiang Lin put the umbrella in the bathroom and washed his face while washing his hands.
Ji Minglun carried the cake into the kitchen and put it on the upper shelf along with the packaging. When Jiang Lin came out, he found that the dishes on the table had not been touched and the pot lid was still on, so he asked Ji Minglun why he didn't eat it.
"You should take a shower too," Ji Minglun closed the refrigerator door, turned around and looked at him, "After you shower, we'll eat together."
Jiang Lin usually took his time in the shower, but this time he only took a few minutes to come out. Looking at his hair, which was still dripping with water, Ji Minglun wanted to remind him to wipe it clean, but he had already sat down at the table, opened the pot and said to himself, "Eat."
Guessing that he was hungry too, Ji Minglun said nothing more. He sat down on the chair opposite, and the two began to fish out the food from the pot.
Jiang Lin was indeed very hungry. In the evening, he couldn't continue writing his paper because of hunger. Now more than three hours had passed. Fortunately, Ji Minglun ate quickly. The two of them hardly talked and just focused on eating until Jiang Lin put down his chopsticks first, leaned back in his chair, covered his stomach, and burped with a satisfied look on his face.
Ji Minglun had almost finished eating, so he stood up to clean up. Jiang Lin's eyes followed him and he saw him put the dishes in the sink. Just as he turned on the faucet, a flash of lightning flashed across the window in front of him.
Jiang Lin curled his fingers on the table, but after waiting for a while, there was no thunder, so he got up and walked to the sofa, opened the curtains and looked at the sky.
Even in the dim night, one could clearly see the rain pouring down. When I turned on the TV, the news was reporting on the impact of the impending typhoon on the coast, and that many flooded areas had already appeared in the city.
This typhoon made landfall near Taiwan Island, so it had a great impact on Xiamen, which is adjacent to Taiwan. Jiang Lin watched the news and listened to the sound of running water as Ji Minglun washed dishes, but his heart calmed down.
This scene was too familiar to him in the past. In the past, every time there was a typhoon, he would either stay at Ji Minglun's house or Ji Minglun would come to stay with him for two days. This habit had been in place since his mother passed away. Although Ji Minglun never mentioned it once, he knew that Ji Minglun didn't want him to face such a night alone and think about the painful things.
The clock on the wall pointed to half past nine. He secretly looked towards the kitchen. Ji Minglun was still cleaning up by the sink. He looked at the man's pajamas and once again thought about how to sleep tonight.
The master bedroom was his mother's bedroom. It had been locked since his mother passed away. It was only opened when cleaning. The remaining room was his room. When Ji Minglun came before, he always slept with him. At that time, he didn't have that kind of thoughts about Ji Minglun, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with sleeping in the same bed. But now it's different.
Ji Minglun probably wouldn't want to sleep with him anymore, and he couldn't let Ji Minglun sleep on this hard and uneven Chinese sofa.
After entering the room, Jiang Lin found a blanket from the top shelf of the cupboard and took a pillow from the bed. Just as he went back to put them next to the sofa, Ji Minglun came out after washing the dishes.
"You sleep on the bed tonight and I'll sleep on the sofa." Jiang Lin took the initiative.
Ji Minglun said: "No, I'll sleep on the sofa."
"Don't be polite to me. This sofa is not comfortable to sleep on. Besides, I asked you to come here to help. I can't let you sleep on the sofa."
Jiang Lin insisted. Although he wanted to hear Ji Minglun say that they should just sleep together, he knew that Ji Minglun would not say that. However, when Ji Minglun was about to speak, the phone on the coffee table rang.
The screen showed an incoming call from Jiang Jianchen. Jiang Lin didn't want to answer it so he hung up. However, just as he hung up the call, Ji Minglun's phone screen lit up a moment later.
"It's your father." Ji Minglun said.
Jiang Lin frowned, took the phone and pressed the hang-up button. Just as he was about to return it, he saw an unread message on the lock screen.
The sender is [Deng Yi], and the content is: [I have decided what gift I want for my birthday]
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Jiang Lin’s inner thoughts: Can I sleep with him in the next chapter
Minglun’s inner thoughts: Can I hold him while sleeping in the next chapter