Can't wear black pants. Chen Jingshen brought him a pair of his own shorts, and Yu Fan tugged at the loose waistband, a little bit wanting to put it on Chen Jingshen's head.
Chen Jingshen is taking a shower in the bathroom, which cannot be covered yet. Yu Fan half-lyed on Chen Jingshen's bed with Erlang's legs crossed, and the pillow he had just laid on behind him, in a casual posture as if he had just laid a hill.
Sitting here, his soul seems to be still in the first ten minutes. His mind is full of Chen Jingshen's voice, hands, and smell.
The window was opened in the room, and the green and restless smell was slowly dissipating.
The air conditioner finally worked, and Yu Fan's mind was cooling down slowly. He doesn't really want to move now, his eyes roll lazily around the room.
Chen Jingshen's closet was not closed tightly, and every piece of clothing hung in it looked as if it had been ironed.
Yu Fan suddenly remembered that when Chen Jingshen got up just now, the white t-shirt on his body was wrinkled by countless pieces, all of which were caught by him.
Yu Fan curled his fingers, looked away as if shocked, and saw the tissue in the trash can again.
Grass. Yu Fan stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth, got up and sat back at the desk, deciding to find something to divert his attention.
[-:?]
[-: @我32 times in one night, sick?]
After two sentences, the small group that had languished because of the failure of the summoning suddenly boiled up.
[Wang Lu'an: I'm a fool! Yu Fan, you fucking don't return to my private chat! Are you really in love? ! @-]
[Zuo Kuan: I heard that you can still coax people? ? ? @-]
[-: @朱旭?]
[Zhu Xu: Hey... hey... hey. You listen to my explanation, I was in a team fight at the time, because I was a step late in replying to your message, they asked me what I was doing, so can I be frank?]
[Wang Lu'an: Hey, what do you mean? We are all brothers, you have met outsiders like this, don’t you still want to bring it to us in the future.]
[Zuo Kuan: Yes. But have you coaxed it till now? Your girlfriend is too fucking troublesome.]
[Zhang Wenjing: I advise you to be careful with what you say, his girlfriend may be with him now.]
Zuo Kuan immediately withdrew the message just now.
[Zuo Kuan: So who is your girlfriend?]
Yu Fan leaned cross-legged on the back of the chair, typing lazily.
[-: No one, it's divided, don't ask.]
Question marks filled the group immediately.
[Zhu Xu: What's wrong? Did you coax?]
[Zuo Kuan: So when did you talk about it?]
[Wang Lu'an: Grass, why? ?]
[-: It's too difficult to coax, Dashabi, it's very troublesome, let's not talk about it.]
When Chen Jingshen came out of the bathroom, his cell phone rang. Wang Luan asked him in the discussion group @ him if he knew who Yu Fan's girlfriend was.
He clicked on the group and glanced casually, and found the sentence above Yu Fan.
Chen Jingshen replied "I don't know" in the group, walked up to the person who was typing on the chair with his head bowed, and called out, "Yu Fan."
Yu Fan subconsciously remembered what Chen Jingshen said after calling his name last time, looking for a beating. His ears went numb, his expression suddenly became colder, and he continued typing without raising his head.
[Wang Lu'an: ... So who is it? How tall is it? what class? I'll check it out on Monday to see if it looks good.]
[Zhu Xu: Maybe it's from your class.]
[Wang Lu'an: That's impossible. Except for Zhang Wenjing and Ke Ting, no girl in our class talked to Yu Fan for more than ten sentences.]
[Zuo Kuan: Are you talking nonsense? It must be pretty, otherwise Yu Fan could fall in love with her? ?]
[-: Ugly, obsessive, vexatious, I was blind at the time.]
[Zhu Xu: Huh? Is it bad to say that the ex...]
[Zuo Kuan: Grass, you are such a scumbag.]
[s: TT]
[Zhang Wenjing:?]
[Wang Lu'an:?]
"..."
Yu Fan stopped typing and swearing, and couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his head to look at the person standing in front of him, "Chen Jingshen, who allows you to say in the group—"
Chen Jingshen pulled off the towel and bent down to kiss him, Yu Fan's voice disappeared instantly.
Yu Fan sat on the chair blindfolded for a few seconds before asking, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Coax you." Chen Jingshen said, "Can we not break up."
"..."
What the fuck? Didn't you just have a good time
Yu Fan wanted to kick him to make him roll, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a row of neat red marks on the side of his neck.
It was I who couldn't hold back the bite in the end.
So he put his raised leg back and asked dryly, "Does your neck hurt?"
"It hurts." Chen Jingshen said.
"It deserves it." After Yu Fan finished speaking with a cold face, he turned his head and looked around, "Where's the Band-Aid you took out just now?"
"drawer."
Yu Fan opened the table and cabinet, and glanced inside casually while taking out the Band-Aid. Chen Jingshen's drawers were also tidy, and the stationery was put in categories, so you could see everything at a glance.
Yu Fan's gaze paused for a moment on the innermost black notebook.
An old-looking notebook, nothing special, it caught his attention because the things contained in the notebook were not properly placed, and half of it was exposed. It looked like a rectangular note, and he could vaguely see two words.
what word
Yu Fan squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but didn't realize that it was uglier than his handwriting.
"What's the matter?" Chen Jingshen hung the towel to the balcony and turned back.
"No." Yu Fan has no interest in prying into other people's privacy. He closed the drawer and tore off the Band-Aid, "Come here quickly, post it and go back."
Chen Jingshen's home has a sunken entrance, and on the shoe cabinet are Yu Fan's unnamed flowers, with a faint fragrance.
Yu Fan lowered his head to put on his shoes, reached out and tugged on his pants, frowned and said, "Chen Jingshen, your pants are too big."
Chen Jingshen glanced at his waist following the sound, suddenly recalling the scene just now, his eyes flickered, and said: "Actually, you don't have to go back."
"Shut up."
"Then what you said today counts?" Chen Jingshen said, "I will watch a movie tomorrow."
Yu Fan was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he had taken the time to agree during the fight.
"Forget it." Yu Fan paused, "I'll buy the ticket this time."
Chen Jingshen said yes.
Yu Fan put on his shoes, raised his eyes, rubbed his nose, and said, "I won't be late."
Chen Jingshen was half leaning against the wall, but he blinked when he heard this, and couldn't help leaning his face towards him.
Just as they were about to bump into each other, they suddenly heard a sharp "di—" coming from the door, both of them were taken aback.
Yu Fan's mind went blank, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to push Chen Jingshen's face away.
The door was pushed open, and Ji Lianyi turned sideways to tell the driver behind her: "Just leave your luggage here. Come pick me up at nine o'clock tomorrow night and go to the airport, don't be late, and..."
She turned her head while talking, and her voice stopped for a few seconds when she saw clearly, "Depth of field? Why are you standing here? This is... Yu Fan?"