Standing at the door of the house, Yu Fan dragged the person out of the blacklist under Chen Jingshen's watchful eyes, and then Chen Jingshen stepped aside and pulled him in.
He didn't feel right when he changed his shoes. Isn't this his home? What does it mean for Chen Jingshen to act like a master
"Chen Jingshen." Yu Fan raised his head with a stern face, and paused when he saw something extra on the floor in front of him.
"Huh?" Chen Jingshen took food from him.
"...What is that?" Yu Fan asked after watching for a while.
Chen Jingshen followed his line of sight and stated: "The suitcase is mine. Someone just sent it."
"What do you mean? I can't see it?" Yu Fan said, "...Why did you bring your luggage to my house?"
"You may not have many clothes that suit me." Chen Jingshen said.
"Who made you better than before..." Yu Fan's voice stopped, "Chen Jingshen, don't go too far, I allow you to live with me?"
Chen Jingshen was quiet for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and sighed lightly. He leaned against the wall, moved forward with the free hand on the other side, and hooked Yu Fan's finger, obviously expressionless, looking a little pitiful, and discussed in a low voice: "Then can I live?"
"..."
Chen Jingshen stayed in the house for a whole day, and just took a shower, his fingers were warm and warm.
Yu Fan asked him to stick it for a while in silence, then pulled away with a look of impatience, took out a plastic bag from his satchel and threw it on the ground. He bought it in the supermarket next to the roast meat shop.
"What is it?" Chen Jingshen asked.
"Slippers. Are those on your feet not too small?" Yu Fan bypassed him and entered the room, leaving a boring order, "Hang the clothes on the left side of the closet."
After the meal, Yu Fan was distracted and started drafting. Before he could even utter a single word, the computer beeped twice, and there was a message from the client.
Chen Jingshen opened the suitcase to pack, and Yu Fan sat cross-legged on the sofa and communicated with the client on a laptop. While waiting for the reply from the client, he glanced behind the computer from time to time.
The suitcase is black, very small, and there are not many clothes in it.
It can be seen that Chen Jingshen didn't plan to stay for a long time.
That's good, it's convenient, when he makes things clear, Chen Jingshen will be able to leave again after stuffing these things back.
While watching, the packer stopped suddenly, raised his eyes slightly with his hands on his knees and asked him, "Don't you like this suitcase?"
"No." Yu Fan immediately looked away.
"Look at its fierce eyes." Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows.
"Hate the house and the crow."
Chen Jingshen turned his face away and gave a short laugh, closed the suitcase and pushed it to the corner, walked over and reached out to pick up the expressionless smelly face, bent down and kissed, both of them bit a piece of the boss's stuffed bag after dinner. Refreshing candy in a plastic bag, mint flavor, sweet.
Seeing him coming, Yu Fan knew what he was going to do. He moved his fingers on the keyboard, and at first wanted to push the person away, but he just met Chen Jingshen's gaze.
Very short one touch. Just as Chen Jingshen stepped aside, Yu Fan called him, "Chen Jingshen."
"Um."
"I… "
Knock knock, two knocks on the door interrupted Yu Fan's words, and they both looked at the door at the same time.
Yu Fan's nerves jumped and he clenched his hands unconsciously.
Those two people caught up just now?
"Hello—" There were two crisp knocks, and the people outside shouted, "You buy from the supermarket."
Yu Fan: "..."
He leaned back on the sofa, watched Chen Jingshen take the takeaway with a natural expression and thanked him, then went into the room with a big bag, opened his refrigerator and filled it.
"Chen Jingshen, what did you buy?" Yu Fan asked holding the computer.
"Some food to eat. Noodles, vegetables, eggs, biscuits." Chen Jingshen said, "You don't have anything in the refrigerator, so you usually fill your stomach with milk?"
"I had it before, and I finished eating a few days ago." Finally, he said coldly, "Chen Jingshen, you care a lot."
Yu Fan looked at Chen Jingshen's back and thought absently that he should keep the receipts from the supermarket. If Chen Jingshen was leaving tomorrow, he would have to pay for these things.
The refrigerator in Yu Fan’s house was placed under the steps of the stairs. It was a bit short. When Chen Jingshen was stuffing things, he called. Not as thin as in high school.
His tone of speaking to others was always light: "I didn't see the news."
"Dinner with boyfriend."
"I am on vacation."
I don't know what was said on the phone, Chen Jingshen stuffed the last pack of small wontons into the refrigerator, "Got it, let me see."
"The computer is upstairs, I'll go up and see what they're making." Chen Jingshen turned his head and saw Yu Fan's hands typing on the keyboard clenched into fists, stared at him blankly, and stopped to ask, "What's the matter. "
Yu Fan was dazed by Chen Jingshen's indifferent three words, he kept pressing a certain button on the computer, and pulled out a long string of letters in the dialog box.
After a while, Yu Fan turned his eyes away to avoid his gaze, lowered his head and deleted all the messy things, and said vaguely and stiffly: "No."
There was the sound of running water in the bathroom. Yu Fan stood in the water, staring at the wall tiles in a daze. The hot water trickled down from the top of his hair, and was stopped by his half-down eyelashes, holding up a small umbrella for his eyes.
When he came back, he thought about it all the way, and felt that he was too impulsive after drinking last night, but now he calmed down, with water pouring on his head, sober that he couldn't wake up again, but his thoughts were still the same as yesterday.
After confessing, will Chen Jingshen be angry, will he regret the six years of looking for him in the middle, and will he break up
I don't want to divide.
The eyelashes couldn't resist, and the hot water seeped into the eyes little by little, making them very dry and sore. Yu Fan reached out and rubbed his face roughly, with such force that his eyelids and nose hurt.
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Coming out of the bathroom, Yu Fan casually covered his head with a towel and went upstairs.
Chen Jingshen sat working on the half-empty gray desk next to his computer desk. In the past, Chen Jingshen was always upright in class. Maybe he was too busy studying and working in the past few years. Now he stretches his legs casually when typing codes, leans back on the back of the chair, stretches his hands slightly arched on his shoulders, and his slender and flexible fingers are flying on the keyboard. . There was a low, crisp knocking sound throughout the room.
This was the first time Yu Fan saw Chen Jingshen at work, with a strange sense of decadence and looseness all over his body, and the calm and casual look on his brows was still the old Chen Jingshen.
Chen Jingshen typed the code with both hands, and there was still a mobile phone on a hands-free call beside him. Yu Fan couldn't help but glanced, and vaguely saw the word "Luo Liyang".
The other party kept babbling non-stop. First, he said a few words about the work that Yu Fan couldn't understand, and then the elders nagged earnestly: "Okay, I ran it once and there is no problem. Hey, I just read my news, Ning Cheng Isn’t it a typhoon over there these days? It’s quite big, and you can catch the only plane that can fly in this weather? Don’t you and your boyfriend meet every holiday? It’s not bad A day or two."
Yu Fan's heart skipped a beat, he paused for a few seconds, and then he pretended he didn't hear anything and was about to pass by. The sound of the keyboard suddenly stopped, and someone grabbed his wrist.
He rubbed his hair a little harder, and wanted to ask "why", but because Chen Jingshen was on the phone and swallowed it back, he could only stand dryly like an idiot.
"Poor." Chen Jingshen grabbed the person, without looking up, turned off the program on the computer, and closed the computer, "It's nothing to hang up."
Luo Liyang said: "Okay, then you can take a good rest during the holidays. The project we were catching up on a while ago hurt me by staying up all night. I was shocked when I looked in the mirror today, alas. I will wait until I finish the report." Go on vacation like you, then I'll hang up—"
Chen Jingshen pressed the hang up button first, and the little house finally fell silent. He stood up and poked his hair against the top of the wall again, pulled off the towel from Yu Fan's head and put it in his hands, then lowered his eyes to help him wipe the water from the end of his hair.
Yu Fan paused, typed up the draft in the bathroom for a long time and then forgot.
The room is too small, and Yu Fan likes to hang many things on the wall, photos, earphones, satchels... Chen Jingshen picked up the hair dryer from the wall, Yu Fan reached out to block him, and frowned: "I will do it myself."
Chen Jingshen pushed his hand away, clasped the switch key with his fingers, and the hot wind at the smallest setting hit Yu Fan's ears in gusts.
Yu Fan's hair was very soft, it was not as fluffy as usual after drying, it lay limp between Chen Jingshen's fingers, and then slowly slid down.
"Six years?" Chen Jingshen asked.
Yu Fan responded in a muffled voice, "Is it possible? Cut it once a year."
Chen Jingshen hummed: "Why do you keep it long?"
Yu Fan leaned his back against the wall, didn't look at him, stared down at his Adam's apple and said, "...I am willing."
Chen Jingshen didn't have much experience in blow-drying his hair, and he didn't have the fluffy feeling that Yu Fan usually had. The hair is properly flattened at the moment, making the usually calm face look a bit obedient.
After the hair was dried, Chen Jingshen hung up the hair dryer casually, inserted his fingers into his boyfriend's hair and rubbed it twice. Both of them were breathing a bit heavily, and there was still a little bit of humidity in the air. Chen Jingshen closed his fingers slightly, and just as he lowered his head, his chin was held down by the person in front of him.
Yu Fan looked up at him, wondering if he had been in the shower for a long time, his cheeks and lips were a little pale.
"Chen Jingshen, I have something to tell you, maybe after you hear it, you will want to break up with me." Yu Fan said.
Chen Jingshen let his palms be pressed, his dark eyes drooped down, his expression was the same as before, no reaction could be seen.
Yu Fan pursed his lips, and fully explained: "My father extorted more than 800,000 yuan from your family."
As soon as these words came out, the narrow room immediately fell silent.
Chen Jingshen just looked at him without speaking.
Yu Fan gritted his teeth, his jaw clenched stiffly: "But I will call back the 800,000 the next day, and I will pay back the remaining 30,000 with interest. You can ask your family."
Still no response.
Yu Fan gritted his teeth and continued to read the draft he had made without any ups and downs, just like reading a self-criticism in high school, "At that time, your family should have been frightened. My problem, I didn't know that someone would find us at that time... Otherwise, it wouldn’t be like that. Chen Jingshen, my family’s situation is much worse than what you have seen. Maybe you will never meet anyone in your life who is more troubled than me. I used to have no plans or concepts for the future, and I just Talked to you and it didn't end well in the end, but now..."
now what
Talking about it before didn't end well, so forget it now
Chen Jingshen's hands were hanging by his side, his eyes were indifferent.
"But now," Yu Fan said hoarsely, "my situation...is not as bad as before."
Chen Jingshen was taken aback.
"My current job is okay, more than 10,000 a month. I haven't saved any money in the past few years. I donated it all, but I can be self-sufficient and it won't cost you money."
Yu Fan's voice was very low, and there was almost no pause when he spoke, "Yu Kaiming is in prison and will be released in a few months. He is not in good health, and he should only lie in the hospital when he comes out."
"Although his creditors still come to me occasionally, I can handle it, and they're not that hard to talk to."
"It won't affect you or your family anyway, I can handle it now. So—"
Yu Fan had never said such a thing in his life. He raised his eyes to look at Chen Jingshen expressionlessly, his whole face was flushed with embarrassment and shame, and in the end, he uttered every word with difficulty and in a low voice.
"So, can you... not break up."
It was raining heavily outside the window, and the raindrops slammed on the window, the window was not closed tightly, leaving a gap, and the wind was pouring in softly, which was the only sound left in this room.
Yu Fan seemed to be tormented in the rainstorm, his emotions went from nervousness to loss, and finally to calmness.
Chen Jingshen grabbed his wrist and moved his hand away. Yu Fan's heart ached, and he swallowed a bit. The sentence "If you want to share it, then forget it" was on the verge of his mouth, and he couldn't say it.
He heard himself say, "You think about it first..."
Chen Jingshen lowered his head and kissed him, Yu Fan's voice stopped abruptly.
Chen Jingshen had already changed into his own clothes, and the faint scent of mint had returned.
"I'm renting a house, donated all the money?" Chen Jingshen's eyes flickered slightly.
"Because I don't have any expenses, and I don't plan to buy a house..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Fan hit the back of his head on the wall and was kissed again.
"How did that man get in?"
Yu Fan was a little puzzled, and answered all the questions: "I squatted on him for a long time, and then reported him for stealing, gambling, and privately opening a casino. The sum of zero and zero sums up, and he was sentenced to more than five years in prison."
Chen Jingshen lowered his head and continued to kiss him: "Those debt collectors are still looking for you?"
"Well, it's just a formality, and I haven't dared to do anything."
After Yu Fan finished speaking, he raised his chin subconsciously, and got a deeper and heavier kiss than before.
Yu Fan likes high pillows, Chen Jingshen knelt down and could kiss him with his head down.
But Chen Jingshen still grabbed his chin to make him look up, looked down at him, and said in a rare soft voice: "When my mother was looking for you...did you feel wronged?"
Yu Fan was slightly stunned, and finally realized that Chen Jingshen probably knew everything.
So what was he doing just now? ?
But having said it all, the sense of shame has been exhausted a little bit just now. Yu Fan's heart fell back again, and his shoulders, which had been stretched for a long time, finally relaxed, only his heartbeat was still as fast as before.
"No. I'm tall and big, so I can't be wronged." Yu Fan leaned up and kissed him expressionlessly, "Chen Jingshen, be more serious."
Chen Jingshen's jaw tightened, and the back of his hand stroked lightly on his Adam's apple, and said lazily, "Open your mouth."
Yu Fan drank alcohol last night, and all the functions of his body were sluggish.
But in fact, he is not very funny at ordinary times, such as now.
…
Yu Fan's hair has just been washed and is very soft.
A rain has passed, and the dense light rain makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.
"Where did you learn it?"
"I've seen it in high school, with Wang Lu'an and the others." Yu Fan raised his head, blushing, and sneered coldly: "Chen Jingshen, you are nothing more than that."
Chen Jingshen: "..."