When Chen Jingshen entered the room, he saw a gray sofa, which was in a mess, with lumbar pillows, blankets, and computers piled up together, and there was a gravure on the sofa, it should be that there were people nesting here not long ago.
In front of a small round glass coffee table, developed photos, mobile phone earphones, cups and medicine boxes are placed in a mess.
Usually it's not so messy, but Yu Fan was dizzy last night and put everything away.
Yu Fan moved the lumbar pillow and blanket away, swept the things on the table into the small white basket next to him, and said in a muffled voice without raising his head, "Sit down, I'll go wash your face."
"Um."
There was a vague sound of washing in the bathroom. Chen Jingshen was sitting on the sofa, and for a moment he felt like returning to the small room in Nancheng, with the same sound, the fan was spinning, and he was sitting on the chair waiting for Yu Fan, with papers for two spread out on the desk.
Chen Jingshen pressed his palms on the sofa, which had been covered by a blanket before, and there was still some warmth left by Yu Fan. Chen Jingshen let out a deep breath, his nerves that had been tense for a long time finally relaxed, he leaned on the sofa with his legs open, and looked around the house without any scruples.
It’s a very small duplex apartment, which can be seen at a glance. Every piece of furniture is in cool colors, but it has a strong atmosphere of life. The few dark T-shirts and trousers hanging by the window can be seen as living alone. .
He glanced up to the second floor, at an angle where he could see only the white wall, the desk, and the edge of a black board.
Chen Jingshen closed his eyes, leaned forward, stretched out his hand and hooked the small basket placed under the coffee table, picked out a few boxes of medicines in it, and turned them over to look.
In the bathroom, Yu Fan was brushing his teeth and washing his face, his mind was full of how Chen Jingshen came, Chen Jingshen was outside, and he wanted to say something to Chen Jingshen later.
He casually pulled off the towel and rubbed it on his face with a little force. When he was done, he grabbed his hair and pulled back the crooked collar.
Finally, he raised his hand and spread it in front of him, took a breath, and smelled the faint smell of toothpaste—
Yu Fan's movements froze, and he realized that this was a broken habit six years ago when Chen Jingshen came to his house.
really sick...
Yu Fan put down his hands and scolded himself expressionlessly in the mirror.
When he went out, Chen Jingshen was lowering his head to press his mobile phone. The space in front of the sofa was too small, his legs were bent hard, and he looked a little aggrieved.
Yu Fan poured water according to the habit he developed in the studio, only to remember that he had lived here for three or four years and no one else had entered the house. So he found out the cup that he bought and hadn't opened for a long time, poured water and put it on the coffee table, and then found another more embarrassing thing.
He has no place to stay. One step forward from the coffee table is the stairs. There is no small stool, and there is only one sofa. At the moment, most of it is occupied by lumbar pillows, blankets and Chen Jingshen.
Yu Fan stood there, like being punished by Zhuang Fangqin in high school. Just as he was hesitating whether to go upstairs to get a chair, Chen Jingshen looked up at him, then picked up the lumbar pillow and put it behind him, then moved it to the side, leaving a space on the sofa.
"..."
Yu Fan curled his fingers, then went around and sat down, next to Chen Jingshen separated by layers of fabric.
Sitting shoulder to shoulder like this seemed like a lifetime ago.
Yu Fan clasped his fingers together, and stared at something casually, looking as if he was in a daze, but in fact he kept looking to the side from the corner of his eye.
Chen Jingshen rolled up his sleeves a little. After six years, the lines of the man's arms have become smoother and stronger. The veins on the back of his hands are slightly protruding, and he is swipe the phone screen casually.
Yu Fan stared at it for a while, then pressed the lock screen button with his slender finger, and the screen went off with a "click".
"Ning Cheng who came here directly?" Chen Jingshen said calmly.
"Yeah." Yu Fan immediately moved his eyes away.
"Have you lived here all this time?"
"No, I lived in another place for the first two years."
Chen Jingshen was silent for a few seconds: "How are you doing?"
"..."
Yu Fan seems to have been listening to this sentence all this time. Zhang Wenjing, Wang Luan and Zuo Kuan have all asked him this question. He just opened and closed his mouth, saying "very good" lightly.
The words are obviously the same, but why are they different when asked from Chen Jingshen's mouth
The curtains were not drawn, and the drizzle outside the window seemed to be pouring down on his chest. Yu Fan scratched his fingers and said, "It's okay."
After he paused, he asked again, "What about you?"
"Not good." Chen Jingshen said.
Yu Fan stopped picking his fingers: "Why? Didn't he get admitted to Jiang University and work well?"
"how do you know?"
"...Wang Lu'an said it." Yu Fan babbled.
"Busy." Chen Jingshen said with lowered eyebrows, "There was a lot of competition in school, and there were many things to do at work."
No matter how busy you are, don't you have a day off
This sentence was swallowed back on his lips, Yu Fan remembered what others said, Chen Jingshen went to look for it on his off days... He raised his eyelids, feeling that the air in the house was colder than the cold water splashed on his face just now: "Oh."
The computer suddenly beeped a few times, and Yu Fan remembered that he only closed the computer before going to bed last night, and left it on.
Chen Jingshen picked up the computer from the corner of the sofa and handed it to him. Yu Fan thought that the frequency of this news should be a matter of work, took it and put it on his lap and lifted the lid.
On the screen is Chen Jingshen's face which is enlarged separately, and one of the cheeks is so rounded that it almost flies off the screen.
Yu Fan turned off the photo editing software with rocket speed.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if I don't shave my face." Chen Jingshen said.
"...It's too ugly if you don't cultivate." Yu Fan explained forcefully.
The message was from Wang Yue, and there were several in a row, and there was another message from the morning, which he didn't see when he fell asleep.
[Sister Wang Yue: Fanbao, that high school classmate of yours came to look for a coat. I said you are on vacation today and asked him to come to you to get it.]
[Sister Wang Yue: [Document] The customer of this set of pictures has some comments. I want you to make your legs thinner, make your body taller, and round the arc of your toes. This picture will be announced today, so please fix it and send it to me.]
[Sister Wang Yue: Where is the person? are you awake?]
[-: Wake up, got it.]
[Sister Wang Yue: Okay, send me the repair.]
[Sister Wang Yue: By the way, there is also the set of wedding photos taken yesterday. The client has added more money and hastened, saying that there is another one going back to his hometown. He wants to include this set of pictures in the wedding video. You are not short of money recently. Well, I agreed for you. This is also as soon as possible. The bride said that she will come to the store to get the photos in two days.]
[Sister Wang Yue: I'm going to have dinner with your future brother-in-law, otherwise I'll fix it for you. It's hard for you to work overtime, and I will treat you to milk tea next Monday.]
Yu Fan replied "no need" and paused when receiving the file.
"You are busy, don't worry about me." The people around said lazily.
So Yu Fan clicked on the file, took out the digital board, bowed his head and busily started repairing. Although the customer's opinion was only about the characters, Yu Fan couldn't help but fine-tuned the details of the lighting and shadows when the picture was returned to his hand, and then went to trim the curves again, zooming in and out several times to confirm each part was repaired.
Re-passing this document to Wang Yue, Yu Fan glanced at the person next to him, and after confirming that Chen Jingshen was looking at his phone, he quickly opened the photo from yesterday and pulled Chen Jingshen's cheek back from the sky.
"How many years have you been in this business?" Chen Jingshen asked.
"Who remembers." Yu Fan said vaguely, "Counting the part-time job, four years."
Chen Jingshen's eyes fell on his screen: "I can't see it."
"..."
Yu Fan thought that there were only the last two pictures left in this set, so he decided to fix it together. But it didn't take long for him to regret it.
"Why don't you fix me?" Chen Jingshen asked just as he was about to cut to the next picture.
"Didn't you say you don't need to fix it?"
"Didn't you say I'm ugly?"
Yu Fan tightened his grip on the pen, took a deep breath and went to fix the person in the left corner.
Chen Jingshen tilted his head, and coldly began to point Jiang Shan: "Make it shorter, it's not appropriate to be too taller than the groom."
"Fix me a little smile?"
"Hair seems to be floating a bit."
"My shoes..."
Yu Fan couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and pulled Chen Jingshen's collar: "Chen Jingshen, what's the matter with you—"
Looking at each other, the two suddenly fell silent.
Chen Jingshen looked down at him, his eyes were dark and deep, without any criticism in his words, like a silent but sharp hook.
The cold furniture around them seemed to disappear, and they went back to the steps of the Nancheng No. 7 Middle School stand. Chen Jingshen asked him one day, "What are we talking about?"
After that, every time they got so close, it didn't take long for them to kiss.
This was the first time Chen Jingshen looked at him seriously after the reunion.
Apart from being a little thinner, Yu Fan hasn't changed much, but stayed up all night to edit pictures to get some dark circles under his eyes, and his lips were dry and pale.
His vision was shaken by something, Chen Jingshen lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell.
Yu Fan came back to his senses and reflexively followed him to look down. He saw the front of his coat that he had left open for fear of getting dirty when he was washing, as well as the white buttons hanging from the round neck of the T-shirt at some point.
Yu Fan's nerves skipped a beat, wishing he could tear off the button and throw it out of the window.
He immediately loosened Chen Jingshen's clothes, so flustered that he stuffed them back with both hands. After staying outside for a long time, the button still chilled him when it was attached to his skin.
Yu Fan lowered his head, but he knew that Chen Jingshen was still looking at him.
The idea of killing people and killing them just came to the fore, and there were two "knock knocks" at the door, which usually didn't make any noise for a year or so, and it rang for the second time today.
"I'll go." Chen Jingshen got up and said as the sofa lightened.
Yu Fansheng maintained this action for a while without love, and turned his body back to the computer stiffly, until he heard the person outside the door say "your takeaway" before regaining his soul.
He turned his head and said, "I didn't order takeaway."
The door was closed, Chen Jingshen came back with the bag and said, "I ordered it."
"The wedding is too busy, so I didn't eat anything." Chen Jingshen picked up the scissors from the table and cut open the takeaway bag, then turned to wash the disposable dishes in the small kitchen next to the door, without the slightest pretense of entering this house for the first time .
The biggest bowl was placed in front of Yu Fan, and Chen Jingshen said, "Your bowl, eat it before you repair it."
It is steaming millet porridge and meat buns.
Yu Fan didn't feel very hungry at first, but he couldn't stand the smell. After hesitating for a while, he moved the computer away and said "Oh" vaguely.
The hot porridge enters the stomach, and the stomach is much more comfortable.
"When did it start?" Chen Jingshen asked.
Yu Fan was drinking porridge while looking down at his collar, when he heard this, he was taken aback: "What?"
"Stomach trouble."
"..."
When he first came to Ningcheng, he vomited almost every day. At that time, the root cause of the disease fell, and he didn't pay much attention to it later. He didn't realize how serious the problem was until he was so painful that he couldn't stand up one day.
"Staying up late to work is like that," Yu Fan said.
Chen Jingshen nodded, did not continue to ask, and asked instead: "Did you study at Nanjing University?"
Yu Fan hummed.
Chen Jingshen looked at him sideways: "How many points."
"Step on the tail."
Chen Jingshen asked again: "What major did you choose?"
Yu Fan frowned, chewing slowly: "Management."
"Have you passed English four or six?"
"... past four."
"How much grade point?"
Yu Fan put down his spoon, turned his head coldly and asked, "Chen Jingshen, do you want to check your household registration?"
Chen Jingshen really likes Yu Fan calling him by first and last name, and he liked it six years ago.
"No," Chen Jingshen said, "I want to know more."
"..."
Yu Fan poked the spoon into the porridge again, took a mouthful, and replied vaguely, "3.2."
It was Chen Jingshen who was asking, and Yu Fan felt a bit at a disadvantage. He had many questions in his mind, but the one he wanted to ask the most was that one.
He finished his porridge absent-mindedly, stared at the bottom of the empty bowl for a while, finally couldn't help it, his throat slipped, and he said in a low voice: "I heard you—"
The ringtone of the mobile phone on the table interrupted him, and Yu Fan intercepted his voice. Following the sound, he saw his mobile phone wallpaper. Lush tree-lined avenue.
He frowned irritably, thinking who the hell called him on the weekend, and just about to hang up, his hands froze in mid-air.
On the caller ID above, the note is "Mom".
He has no mother.
Yu Fan reacted dully for a while, until Chen Jingshen wiped his hands and pressed the hang up button.
The small living room suddenly fell into dead silence again. Yu Fan rested his fingers on the computer keyboard, as if another cup of coffee had been spilled by the phone call, and he became depressed.
In an instant, Yu Fan finally realized that it was not a new acquaintance standing between him and Chen Jingshen.
Chen Jingshen asked: "What did you hear?"
Yu Fan opened his mouth and was about to speak when the phone rang again.
"It's nothing." Yu Fan closed his eyes and said nonchalantly, "Answering the phone is very noisy."
Chen Jingshen was silent for a few seconds, then picked up the phone to answer it. He just sat beside Yu Fan and didn't leave, even if Yu Fan didn't want to listen.
It may be that Ji Lianyi's voice is too low, or it may be that Chen Jingshen's cell phone is too good, even though he is sitting so close, he still can't hear the voice on the other end of the phone, and can only hear Chen Jingshen answering in a low voice.
"I'm not in the company."
…
"Not at home either."
…
"I said, I won't go back until we reach a consensus...Grandma." There seemed to be a new person on the other end of the phone, and Chen Jingshen's tone dropped, as if a little helpless.
This time Chen Jingshen was very quiet for a long time, so long that Yu Fan suspected that he had hung up there, and then he heard him say: "Understood, I will go back. I will arrive at night."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Jingshen turned his head to say something, but Yu Fan had already moved the computer away from him: "I'll take you out."
Chen Jingshen thought for a while and agreed.
Yu Fanan got up like clockwork, and led the man to the door. Just as he turned the handle to open the door, he heard Chen Jingshen say, "It's raining outside, don't send it off."
Yu Fan hummed, looked down at himself, and then suddenly reached out to grab Chen Jingshen's clothes: "Wait! Coat."
"Isn't there no clothes? Wear them." Chen Jingshen said, "Here are you."
Yu Fan originally wanted to say who cares about your coat, but when he opened his mouth, he heard himself oh, and then watched Chen Jingshen turn around and walk towards the elevator. Yu Fan closed the door habitually, but there was a gap left at the end. He stood there holding the doorknob, obviously living alone in this room for several years, how long did Chen Jingshen stay here? As soon as he left, he felt that the small house behind him was empty and a bit cold.
and…
If Chen Jingshen didn't have a second friend who was going to hold a wedding in Ningcheng, would today be the last time they met
Yu Fan realized later that he and Chen Jingshen never seemed to say goodbye properly. It was impossible to say six years ago, why didn't you speak just now? Even say goodbye
When the elevator arrived, there was a "ding", which directly poked Yu Fan's nerves.
He came back to his senses suddenly, and just as he was about to pull the door open with his hands, someone pushed the door panel from the outside first, and Chen Jingshen went and returned, pushed the door and entered. Yu Fan was still in a daze, but Chen Jingshen had already slammed the door behind him.
Yu Fan: "What are you doing..."
"Can we have a goodbye kiss?" Chen Jingshen asked coldly and calmly.
Yu Fan froze in place, his heart hurting from the stimulation of the word "goodbye". He remembered the last time when he watched Chen Jingshen walk away, his palms were bleeding and he didn't say a word, the word Chen Jingshen was rampant around his mouth, he bit his lip and didn't utter a word.
The aisle is very narrow, and it will be full as soon as the two of them go there. Yu Fan looked up at Chen Jingshen, his mind was muddled, but his body was honest.
He raised his chin, leaned a little closer to Chen Jingshen, and then stopped suddenly—he picked and picked from the paste, and suddenly found the memory that Chen Jingshen already had a boyfriend who came out of the closet, and his whole body froze instantly live.
Yu Fan's eyes turned cold, and as soon as he turned his face away, Chen Jingshen raised his hand to hold his cheek, pulled him back directly, and kissed him with his head tilted.
Yu Fan was a little dazed at first, but when he came back to his senses, he was pushed against the wall by the door. He frowned, and bit Chen Jingshen's lips. Chen Jingshen didn't move at all, but let go of the back of his neck, his fingers stuck in his hair, and forced him to look up. The tip of his tongue squeezed in with a faint fishy smell, but Yu Fan didn't dare to bite, and moved his mouth to drive him away, but in the end it had the opposite effect and was rubbed all over by his tongue.
He was surrounded by Chen Jingshen in this corner, kissing silently and fiercely. Yu Fan resisted at the beginning, then gave up, and finally responded in a self-defeating way. He closed his eyes and lifted his chin, only Chen Jingshen's breath and Chen Jingshen's smell remained in his senses. Occasionally, Chen Jingshen would press his Adam's apple with his thumb, and Yu Fan would twitch sensitively, swallow subconsciously, and then his whole body would become hotter.
The heavy rain continued, and the raindrops crackled on the glass windows. The small apartment with no lights on was dim, filled with the sound of their dense and eager kissing.
After not kissing for a long time, Yu Fan was a little irritated, his scalp, back... his whole body was numb. For a moment, he was leaning against the wall, his legs were weak, and he was about to sit down, but was lifted up by Chen Jingshen.
Chen Jingshen's five fingers sank into his long hair, and the veins on his arms became more prominent, and he gently rubbed his fangs comfortingly.
…
There was only one person left in the house. Yu Fan stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at himself blushing inside with a puzzled expression.
Has anyone said goodbye and kissed for ten minutes
Did someone say goodbye with a kiss that broke their lips
The point is, Chen Jingshen has a boyfriend, so does Chen Jingshen kiss others like this
... Then does he count as a mistress for ten minutes
Yu Fan's breathing was not steady, and his heartbeat poked every part of his skin. Shame, sourness, excitement, excitement... countless emotions mixed together, making him dizzy.
He raised his hands and rubbed his face vigorously, and when he put down his hands again, he had the same flushed and indifferent face from a long time ago.
What did Chen Jingshen say before he left
"wait me back."
How dare he come back
Yu Fan moved the cactus by the toilet window to the shoe cabinet, his ears flushed and his face expressionless, thinking in his heart that if Chen Jingshen dared to come next time, he would make this house a haunted house.