After six years, Yu Fan spoke out frankly for the first time about something that was hidden in a corner in high school and did not dare to be seen by others.
With a calm face, he added "I'm off work" to the stunned people in the office after he finished speaking, and then pulled Chen Jingshen away like picking up vegetables.
On the way home, Chen Jingshen turned his head several times and wanted to say something, but when he saw the red ears protruding from the cold hat, he tilted his head back again.
It's off-duty time, the streets are crowded, and every passerby around is in a hurry, and their arms are very close to each other.
Yu Fan pinched Chen Jingshen's fingers viciously: "Chen Jingshen, it's almost done."
"What's wrong with me." Chen Jingshen said.
"I'll beat you up again."
Chen Jingshen rolled his Adam's apple, tilted his head and lowered his voice, and whispered in the crowd: "Yu Fan, that's not what you said when you chased me."
"?"
Yu Fan had never seen such a brazen person before, his eyes doubled: "... I chased you??"
"Let's talk. I won't do domestic violence to you—" Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows, "Isn't that what you said?"
"..."
Yu Fan jerked his hand away from him, rolled his eyes, and went into the roast meat shop next door without looking back. Before he took two steps, he was grabbed by the neck and pulled back.
"I won't eat this anymore." Chen Jingshen said, "Change the taste today."
Yu Fan had already arranged for Chen Jingshen to perform elbow strikes and uppercuts, but he himself leaned on Chen Jingshen without moving, and asked indifferently, "What for?"
Yu Fan doesn't use the kitchen at home very much, and usually cooks noodles or wontons at most. He has been away for six years, and when he comes back, he is still a high school craftman.
Today, the fire finally officially started, and the hot fragrance is overflowing.
"Chen Jingshen, why do you know how to cook?" Yu Fan leaned against the wall and asked in a daze.
The kitchen in Yu Fan's house is very simple and open, just beside the entrance and opposite the bathroom. When renting the house, the landlord even gave him an apron. Yu Fan hadn't used it until now, but he tied it to Chen Jingshen just now.
Blue, with a brand logo, rustic, and Chen Jingshen's paralyzed face is a bit funny: "I learned it after renting a house, and I only know a few simple ones."
"You rent a house?" Yu Fan stared at him blankly, "Is the company far from... your home?"
"It's okay." Chen Jingshen answered vaguely. The kitchen is small, they are close to each other, Chen Jingshen tilted his head and kissed him, and said, "Wait on the sofa."
Yu Fan frowned, feeling that something was a little strange when the phone on the sofa rang again suddenly.
The sound has never stopped since he came home. Yu Fan lay down on the sofa, picked up his phone absently to read the news, and was almost blinded by the exclamation marks on the screen—
[Sister Wang Yue: Yu Fan! You are dishonest! ! !]
[Sister Wang Yue: I'll just say it! I'll just say it! ! ! I just said how could you wear his coat! Let me tell you how wronged you were in the car that day! You still told me you were an old classmate!]
[Sister Wang Yue: Ah, I told everyone who came to ask me before that you are definitely not gay! My face hurts—]
[Sister Wang Yue: I saw something wrong with you two that day! It's not like old classmates at all, you are just like that! ! !]
At this point, Yu Fan's curiosity aroused: [What is it?]
[Sister Wang Yue: Old lover.]
[-:...]
[Sister Wang Yue: So when did you fall in love with that handsome guy!]
[-:high school.]
Wang Yue sent over 100,000 question marks: [Speaking of high school now? How can it be? Didn't you already talk about it before you came to Ningcheng? But why have I never seen him come to you?]
[-: Long-distance relationship.]
[Sister Wang Yue: I didn't see you contacting him.]
[-: Telepathy.]
Aware of his perfunctory, Wang Yue sent several emoticons: [Then you came out in high school? Does it mean that Xian Jing also knows?]
[-: No, it's the first time this afternoon.]
[Sister Wang Yue: Oh... Got it, I must keep it a secret.]
Need not-
Yu Fan paused his fingers and stared at the words he typed in a daze.
Maybe it was just an opening, or maybe they have grown up. He didn't think it was a serious matter to let others know that he and Chen Jingshen were in a relationship.
[Sister Wang Yue: Wait! last question! !]
Yu Fan was brought back to his senses by the phone, and replied with a question mark.
[Sister Wang Yue: You can't scold me after asking, I'm really curious, I've been thinking about this tonight, you must tell me honestly, otherwise I won't be able to sleep tonight, I will dream of you.]
Yu Fan just wants to answer, so don't ask, the other party is typing faster than him, it can be seen that he really wants to know—
[Sister Wang Yue: Are you 1 or 0?]
...
Chen Jingshen looked at the person opposite: "Is it spicy?"
Yu Fan bit his chopsticks back to his senses, and looked down at the dishes: "Is there chili?"
"No." Chen Jingshen said, "Then why are you blushing?"
"..."
Yu Fan always thought that his blindness and hotness had been cured long ago, after all, he hadn't committed much in the past few years.
But until he took a bath and brushed his teeth at night, his earlobes were pink.
Yu Fan brushed his teeth very slowly, staring at himself in the mirror, his thoughts had already flown to the horizon.
He has never understood this aspect, but it's not that he doesn't understand it at all. Both he and Chen Jingshen use their hands or mouths, which is not really doing—
Grass.
Grass…
Go down and want to have an accident. Yu Fan looked in the mirror and the man's face began to turn red again, and he brushed his teeth more vigorously expressionlessly, making a sound like sharpening a knife.
When he came out, Chen Jingshen was playing with his mobile phone on the sofa with his head down. Yu Fan dried his clothes and sat there, his mind still confused: "Chen Jingshen, what are you wandering around today?"
"It depends on where you have lived these few years."
Yu Fan's heart beat faster again. In fact, he kind of guessed it, but he still wanted to hear what Chen Jingshen said as if he was sick.
He licked his lips, with a rare soft expression, and turned his head: "You..." From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the screen on Chen Jingshen's phone, and Yu Fan's voice froze again.
Chen Jingshen waited for a while but did not wait for the next sentence: "Huh?"
"What are you doing?"
"Break your record." Chen Jingshen manipulated the greedy snake on the screen.
"..."
You fucking want to add me on WeChat just because of this.
Chen Jingshen was concentrating on playing, when the people around him suddenly reached out to break his face, Chen Jingshen said softly: "Don't play tricks..."
His lips were sucked hard, and Chen Jingshen paused his fingers slightly.
Yu Fan saw that he didn't move after kissing him, and hurried to help him wrap up the snake that was about to hit the wall, he slid his finger on Chen Jingshen's screen for a while, frowned and poked it with his shoulder: "Hurry up, don't blame me. "
"Break it next time." Chen Jingshen picked up the phone and threw it aside, then turned his head and gagged the mouth of the cheater.
Yu Fan felt that he was influenced by Chen Jingshen, and his thoughts have been unhealthy these days. Chen Jingshen just touched his lips, and the back of his ears became numb. He was too familiar with this feeling, and immediately raised his hand to pinch Chen Jingshen's face.
When he saw Chen Jingshen's circle of friends, he had an idea, Chen Jingshen came to this city for the first time, so he had to go to a beautiful place. Yu Fan has visited all the sights in Ningcheng in the past few years, and he knows which places are worth visiting. Chen Jingshen will go back the day after tomorrow, so he might as well ask for leave tomorrow and take Chen Jingshen for a walk.
Yu Fan stepped aside and pressed Chen Jingshen's nose: "Chen Jingshen, do you like mountains or the sea?"
"I like you." Chen Jingshen's mouth was pinched, and he replied vaguely and coldly.
"..."
Yu Fan let go of him, and discussed with him indifferently: "Tomorrow we—"
The loud ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted him. Chen Jingshen glanced at the caller ID, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't seem to want to answer it very much.
Yu Fan reached for the phone and pressed it for him, Chen Jingshen simply pressed the speakerphone, and leaned back into the sofa: "What are you doing?"
"How far is it from the airport? I'll book a flight ticket for you." Luo Liyang said anxiously at the other end, "There's a problem with the server, you should come back quickly."
Chen Jingshen raised his eyelids, and his eyes were instantly clear. As soon as the sofa beside him lightened, his boyfriend got up and walked to the corner of the bay window, and pushed out the black suitcase he had just brought out.
"Choose me to have problems when I'm on vacation?"
"Isn't it always like this at the end of the year? I told you! I told you to take this busy period before you take a vacation. You can repair it for many days with the annual leave. Who made you so anxious." Luo Liyang flipped through the booking software, "Your boyfriend How far is it from home to the airport? Let me see what time the ticket is booked for you."
"Half an hour." Yu Fan said.
"Oh...huh?" Hearing a strange voice, Luo Liyang paused, and called out tentatively, "Then what, they can't be younger siblings, right? Ah no...brother? This, what should I call this, Jing Shen."
Yu Fan was fixed in place by these two titles.
Looking at his blank and unhappy expression, Chen Jingshen finally felt better: "Hang up, book a ticket and send a message."
Chen Jingshen still had a few clothes in his suitcase when he arrived, but only the computer and charger were left in it when he returned.
Chen Jingshen closed the suitcase, and raised his head to meet Yu Fan's puzzled gaze.
"Your clothes are still confiscated."
"Put this here and wear it later."
"It takes up a lot of space." Yu Fan said expressionlessly.
Chen Jingshen hummed: "Then you bear with it."
Yu Fan still has photos to be edited tonight, so I can't send someone to the airport. He carried the suitcase to the entrance, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, and looked down at Chen Jingshen putting on his shoes.
"What did you want to tell me just now?" Chen Jingshen asked, "Before answering the phone."
Come back and talk about it.
Yu Fan kicked the plastic bag next to his feet and said, "Help me take the trash down."
Chen Jingshen pushed the suitcase with one hand and left with a garbage bag in the other.
Yu Fan stood still for a while, not knowing what he was thinking. A few seconds later, the half-closed door was pushed open again, and Chen Jingshen turned back.
Yu Fan: "Don't carry the trash, dear—"
Chen Jingshen imitated him and sucked lightly on his mouth.
Chen Jingshen sighed lightly, and wanted to ask if he wanted to go back to Nancheng to take a look together, but finally said the usual sentence: "Wait for me to come back."
***********
Yu Fan has been used to being alone since he was a child. He has lived alone in Ningcheng for more than five years, and he used to live alone in Nancheng. He grew up alone and never felt that there was anything wrong.
But on the first day Chen Jingshen returned to Nancheng, he bought two copies when he was shopping for lunch in the afternoon, and in the end he almost ate to fill his stomach.
When it is almost time to get off work, I will inexplicably look up at the glass door of the studio.
The desk that Chen Jingshen used was also subconsciously empty.
Another day, Yu Fan woke up in a daze and reached out to touch the empty pillow twice, then stopped suddenly, and opened his eyes slowly after a few seconds.
Chen Jingshen obviously didn't stay with him for long, and he had a video call with Chen Jingshen last night, why did he still have this stinking problem when he woke up...
He changed his posture and lay on his stomach, buried his face in the pillow, unconsciously thinking of Chen Jingshen in yesterday's video.
Nancheng was colder than here. Chen Jingshen was wearing a gray sweater. He thought the heating was stuffy and opened the windows. He was still typing codes in the company at one o'clock in the middle of the night.
On the way, someone came into his office to discuss work with him. The voice was the person on the phone that day. He was in a plaid shirt, slightly fat, with a hollow part in his hair, and his glasses looked heavy.
Chen Jingshen put his mobile phone on the table to chat with him, and the other party naturally saw him. The other party quickly poked Chen Jingshen with his arm, said that I knew your boyfriend must be handsome, and then said hello to Yu Fan with a smile.
Yu Fan was very stiff at the time, and replied in a wooden voice: "Hi Uncle."
"..."
The other party never interacted with Yu Fan again until he left. When the office door was closed, Chen Jingshen finally couldn't hold back, covering his mouth with the back of his hand, his shoulders kept shaking.
"Chen Jingshen, do you think I can't hit you through the screen?" Yu Fan was puzzled.
"Do you know how old he is?" Chen Jingshen asked.
Yu Fan: "How old are you?"
Chen Jingshen: "3 years older than me, 27."
Yu Fan: "..."
Yu Fan rubbed his face in embarrassment, and asked, "Chen Jingshen, do you think you will be as bald as him at the age of 27?"
Then Chen Jingshen couldn't laugh anymore.
Of course, the people in the video have dark and thick hair, and it seems that there has been no such risk in recent decades. and…
Chen Jingshen was actually somewhat different from usual at work. His tall and thin body is nestled in a chair. When typing codes, his expression is always calm and casual, and occasionally he will turn to watch the video when he is tired...
Yu Fan regained consciousness on his stomach. After a long while, he revealed his eyes from the pillow, held the phone in front of his face with both hands, and deleted some screenshots from yesterday's video that were so blurry that his face could not be seen clearly. Get up with a face.
"I know why you and your boyfriend are so cold."
In the shed, Yu Fan had just finished taking a group of photos, and Wang Yue, who was watching with folded arms, said with emotion.
cold? Him and Chen Jingshen
Yu Fan frowned, looked down at the screen: "Why?"
"It's a long-distance relationship, and it's busy. Look at your boyfriend. He only came here twice in six years, and he left after only a few days. What a lot of trouble." Wang Yue leaned against the window and smoked, "But this time he just Can't you come back later? Tomorrow is your birthday."
Yu Fan: "It's not my birthday."
Besides, Chen Jingshen didn't know his birthday either.
"That won't work. You have to live every year since you started working here." Wang Yue said, "Since you didn't have an appointment that day, I'll go and order that private restaurant tonight. What do you want to eat?"
The other onlookers immediately responded enthusiastically.
Knowing that it was useless to object, Yu Fan didn't say anything more. He browsed through the photos he just took one by one, and then turned his head to look at the girl who had been secretly staring at him: "What are you looking at?"
The little assistant was startled, and immediately hugged the prop flower in his hand: "No!"
After a while, the little assistant still couldn't hold back: "I'm just curious... Teacher Yu Fan, since you miss your boyfriend so much, why don't you go to see him?"
Both Yu Fan and Wang Yue were taken aback for a moment.
"I don't miss him very much." After a long time, Yu Fan said firmly.
"Come on, even a blind person can tell how many photos of other people are hidden in your phone." Wang Yue also came back to her senses, frowned and said, "Hiss... yes, I haven't treated you badly on any holiday, right? The holidays are all on time, why have you never visited your boyfriend? Besides, aren't you also from Nancheng? "
"..."
By the time he got home from get off work, Yu Fan was still in a daze.
Why hasn't he returned to Nancheng
I didn't dare to go back before. Afraid of bringing trouble back, afraid of seeing Chen Jingshen and not wanting to leave.
But it was too painful to think about it all the time. During that time, he flooded himself with part-time jobs and schoolwork. He was so busy that he couldn't breathe, fell asleep when he touched the bed, and was so busy that he had no time to think. As time passed, he deliberately forgot about this matter and sealed it into a restricted area, as if no one mentioned it, and he forgot about this city for the rest of his life.
Today, is it possible to go back and have a look, and then go find Chen Jingshen by the way
Yu Fan lay on the sofa in a daze for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, he raised his hand and patted his forehead.
never mind.
It's not the hot-headed age of seventeen or eighteen... I'll talk about it later.
Yu Fan got up, and was about to unpack the roasted meat lunch box in front of him, when WeChat rang, Chen Jingshen sent a message—
[s: I work overtime tonight, so I can't video.]
[S: I broke the record, how did you get this point after playing for six years.]
At dinner time, Wang Yue was dating her new boyfriend, when she suddenly received a call from an employee, and she started with a single sentence.
"I would like to ask for five days off."
The tone is quite harsh, but the other party really rarely asks for leave, and he doesn't know how much annual leave he has saved in the past few years. Wang Yue asked, "How many days?"
"Starting tomorrow." The voice of unzipping the suitcase came from the other end, "I have already negotiated with the guests for the past few days. Both of you have changed the time."
"Then it's not your birthday tomorrow?!" Wang Yue was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Are you looking for a boyfriend?"
"no."
"What are you going to do?"
Yu Fan threw his clothes into the suitcase: "Beat people across provinces."
***********
Since it is a cross-province beating, the other party must not know before beating.
Yu Fan bought a ticket for twelve o'clock that night, and spent time lying on the sofa playing Snake. Normally, when editing pictures and uploading photos, it is two o'clock in the morning in the blink of an eye, but now after playing a few games, it has only been half an hour.
Greedy snakes hit a wall again. Yu Fan threw the phone aside irritably, lay on the sofa covering his eyes with his arms, and listened to his own heartbeat little by little.
Jump a little faster.
He really hasn't been back to Nancheng for a long, long time, and it's shameful to say that this is the... first time in his life to take a plane.
How to find Chen Jingshen after getting off the plane? He didn't know what company Chen Jingshen was in, let alone where the house he rented was. It seemed a bit too obvious to ask brightly.
After thinking for a long time in a daze, Yu Fan picked up his phone and looked again, it was nine o'clock.
He breathed a sigh of relief, opened the software and was just about to hail a car to the airport, when there was a "buzz", a message popped up on the top of the screen—
According to news from the booking software, the plane was delayed due to the weather, and the departure time was delayed until three o'clock in the morning.
Yu Fan: "..."
*****
Relying on his belief in crushing Chen Jingshen, Yu Fan fought fiercely in Snake for another three hours. On the way, he also sent a message to Chen Jingshen, asking what time he worked overtime today.
Until twelve o'clock sharp, news of birthday wishes from Wang Yue, Zhang Wenjing and others rushed to his face, instantly filling up his WeChat. Chen Jingshen still didn't reply, probably still busy.
Yu Fan got up, put on his coat, and lifted the suitcase to the entrance, just as the taxi driver's phone came in.
He grabbed the suitcase with his mobile phone on his shoulder, opened the door and said, "Wait, I'll-"
Seeing the figure outside the door who was about to raise his hand to knock, Yu Fan's voice stopped abruptly.
"Okay, okay." In the silent corridor, the sound of the leaking mobile phone was particularly obvious, and the driver said from there, "Then I will wait for you downstairs?"
The phone didn't hang up, and there was no response. The driver hesitated after speaking, and said "Hello" again.
Yu Fan was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses: "Don't wait. Sorry, I cancel the order."
After hanging up the phone, Yu Fan looked up at the person in front of him again.
Chen Jingshen carried a bag on one shoulder, holding a piece of cake in his hand, his shoulders were stretched straight, looking dusty. There was no expression on his face, maybe he was standing in a dark place, and when he was expressionless, he looked dull and gloomy for no reason.
Chen Jingshen glanced at the fully dressed person in front of him, and then looked down at the suitcase in his hand.
At a certain moment, he felt that what Yu Fan was holding was not the suitcase lever, but a sensitive and weak nerve of his, which would snap if he was not careful.
After a long time, he pulled himself to speak. He fell asleep on the plane, and his voice was hoarse: "Where are you going?"
The person in front of him seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then he let go of the handle holding the handle suddenly, and replied, "Beating people across provinces."
"Hit who?" Chen Jingshen asked.
"you."
"..."
Although the violent typhoon in Ningcheng has passed, the stainless steel billboards that were knocked down by the wind and lay across the ground in the neighborhood, and the umbrellas that were broken by the wind in the trash can still make people feel lingering.
Chen Jingshen let out a heavy sigh of relief, and his shoulders sank, as if his flight in the early morning had finally landed smoothly at this moment.
"No need to cross, I'm here by myself." Chen Jingshen said, "Happy birthday, Yu Fan."
***********
Chen Jingshen took a shower after entering the room. In order to come to Ningcheng today, he has been busy at the company for the past two days, afraid of smelling on his body.
Yu Fan came up to smell his neck and said no. He scraped Yu Fan's face with the back of his hand, and took his clothes into the bathroom.
Yu Fan lay on the sofa and sent a "thank you" to the crowd who sent him blessings just now.
[Wang Lu'an: The birthday gift is coming soon, just wait.]
[Wang Lu'an: That's right! How did you spend your birthday? Are you going out to play?]
[-: Not out.]
[Wang Lu'an: That's fine.]
[-:?]
[Wang Lu'an: ... I mean, hasn't it been windy and rainy for you recently? Don't run around, Sister Jing said that you are as thin as a chicken now, you should be careful, don't be blown away by the typhoon.]
Yu Fan took a photo of his fist, intending to send it to scare Wang Lu'an. After taking the picture, I took a look at myself, and there was no fucking momentum at all.
The bathroom door opened, and Chen Jingshen came out wearing a white T-shirt.
Yu Fan caught a glimpse of him and suddenly had an inspiration: "Chen Jingshen, hand me over."
Chen Jingshen paused while wiping his hair, and stretched out his hand to him. Thinking they were going to hold hands, the palms were slapped hard, Yu Fan said, "Make a fist."
After sending Chen Jingshen's fist, Wang Lu'an was "typing" for a long time, and only one sentence remained at the end: [I'm so stupid.]
Yu Fan put down his phone, looked at his arm, and felt that gaining weight should be put on the agenda sooner.
The sofa beside him sank, and Chen Jingshen sat down with a refreshing shower gel. Yu Fan turned his head to ask something, but after seeing Chen Jingshen's expression clearly, he held back the words.
Chen Jingshen brushed his hair roughly, and reached out to unwrap the cake. The style of the cake is very simple, the size of a palm, and the taste is good according to online reviews. It is surrounded by a circle of bright red and pink strawberries.
He still remembered the appearance of the small cake that Yu Fan sent him before.
"How do you know my birthday?" The leg was poked by the knee of the person next to him.
"I knew it before, and helped Fangqin sort out the materials." Chen Jingshen said.
"Then why didn't you tell me before you came?"
"I don't know if I can make it."
The air ticket was bought on the spur of the moment more than an hour before departure. Chen Jingshen came out of the company and went to the airport without even packing his luggage. Then he went to pick up the cake that was ordered in advance. He picked up his mobile phone a few times on the way, thinking Think or no reply.
To put it bluntly, I wanted to give a surprise.
Chen Jingshen rummaged through the bag and found that something was missing. He asked, "Do you have a lighter?"
Yu Fan: "If I say yes, do you want to check whether I smoke or not?"
Chen Jingshen: "No, you don't have an ashtray at home."
"..."
Yu Fan got up to look for the lighter. He hadn't smoked since he moved here, so he looked for it for a long time. When he came back, Chen Jingshen leaned back on the sofa, with half-closed eyelids, as cold and gloomy as some moments in his memory.
Chen Jingshen is actually not very good at hiding his emotions.
Or, maybe he was originally a person who lacked emotion. No matter what he does or what he says, he almost always uses the same face and expression, so it is difficult for people around him to tell what state he is in at the moment.
But Yu Fan felt it was obvious. Chen Jingshen is happy, angry, sad... He can always sense it immediately for no reason.
Seeing Yu Fan come back, Chen Jingshen raised his eyelids and got up to take the lighter.
Yu Fan didn't look at him, and threw things casually on the glass coffee table.
"Try it, it's broken. It doesn't work." Yu Fan said.
Chen Jingshen hummed: "I'll go downstairs to buy."
"Forget it, don't order, you are not childish." Yu Fan said lazily, "Just eat it like this."
Chen Jingshen didn't intend to be so perfunctory. Just as he was about to touch his phone, his cheeks felt slightly cold, and a sweet smell hit his face.
Yu Fan dug a hand of cream on the cake, and rubbed it on Chen Jingshen's nose and mouth rudely and indifferently. The lower half of Chen Jingshen's face was instantly filled with cream, and it was inexplicably funny with his paralyzed face.
Yu Fan sat unsteadily.
Yu Fan took a bite on his chin as before, and it was salty. The sofa beside him was deeply sunken. Yu Fan knelt down beside him, lowered his head and ate the cream on his right cheek. The inconspicuous canine tooth scraped across his face, a little itchy.
Chen Jingshen slipped his Adam's apple, and supported him with his arms.
Yu Fan held Chen Jingshen's face in both hands, swallowed the cream, and looked down at him indifferently: "Chen Jingshen, your expression tonight is as stinky as when we first met. It looks like you deserve a beating."
Yu Fan paused after finishing speaking, and then corrected, "That time in front of the milk tea shop."
Chen Jingshen didn't say anything, just put his arms around his waist, raised his hand to cover the back of his head, pressed his head down and kissed.
"I was wondering if you were the same when you left." Chen Jingshen said.
Yu Fan froze almost instantly, and his opened and closed lips suddenly stopped moving.
Sensing his stiffness, Chen Jingshen patted his back soothingly.
"No." After a while, Yu Fan said in a muffled voice without emotion, "At that time, someone came to ask Yu Kaiming to collect debts, and they left in a hurry. They didn't have a suitcase, and they dragged a sack."
"Yeah." Chen Jingshen imagined that scene in his mind, and hugged him even tighter. Yu Fan could even feel the tremor in his chest when he spoke.
"Actually, it wasn't the first time I was at the milk tea shop that day." Chen Jingshen said suddenly without beginning or end.
"What?" Yu Fan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Oh, I know—"
"You cut yourself with a knife. Not the first time."
"..."
Yu Fan was a little confused. He raised his head and looked at Chen Jingshen in a daze: "... what do you mean?"
"You burned your arm with a cigarette butt, I saw it." Chen Jingshen said.
Yu Fan opened his mouth, but said nothing. He wanted to deny it, but when Chen Jingshen provoked it, some memories came in, as if there really was such a thing, but just once, in the school toilet. At that time, he had just finished a fight with someone from another school, and other injuries on his body were much worse than the cigarette butt. After poking it, he felt bored, threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out, and then forgot about it. clean.
But someone saw it and always remembered it.
"I thought at that time." Chen Jingshen inserted his fingers into his hair and brushed it loosely a few times, "It can't go on like that."
So he wrote down the love letter, carefully thought out the words, revised them, handed them over, and clumsily forcibly squeezed into Yu Fan's life.
The hand holding his face suddenly exerted force, and the fingertips sank into his skin, and he could feel the slight tremor.
Yu Fan's nose was sour, but his expression was fierce and indifferent. He looked down and asked, "Chen Jingshen, you have pity on me."
"No, I love you." Chen Jingshen said.
So when I saw you coming out with your suitcase just now, it was as if you were suddenly pulled back out of that familiar wooden door, suffocation and depression densely enveloped you, and you were so turbulent that you could hardly breathe.
"Yu Fan." Chen Jingshen said in a hoarse voice, "Don't leave anymore."
Yu Fan's eyes were red, he lowered his head, wanting to kiss him like he did on the rooftop six years ago.
Chen Jingshen grabbed his neck, not letting him kiss: "I want you to answer."
Something fell down and dripped warmly on his wrist. Yu Fan's eyes were red and he said "hmm", then the hand on his neck was squeezed hard, and he was grabbed and kissed.
The temperature gradually dropped at night, and the heating was not turned on in the house, so everything touched was scorching hot.
Chen Jingshen's jawline stretched into a smooth line... The person who kissed him suddenly stopped and stepped aside slightly.
Yu Fan's cheeks, neck, and ears were all red, and his lips and eyes were wet. He pressed the tip of Chen Jingshen's nose expressionlessly, and said, "Chen Jingshen, I want to talk to you—"
…
At midnight, Ningcheng was still lightly raining, and it was getting stronger and stronger. The takeaway boy walked to 402 Youlin Community in a raincoat, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Hello, your—"
Without saying a word, the door opened. A smooth and powerful arm stretched out to take what he was holding, but he didn't see anything clearly, and the door closed again with a "snap".
The delivery man froze for a few seconds, muttered something, turned and left.
The room was half-lit and half-dark, except for a dim bedside lamp, which was not as bright as the white on the dark blue sheets.
The takeaway bag was roughly ripped open, and Chen Jingshen's fingers gleamed under the light.
A flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and two vague figures elongated on the wall, followed by rumbling thunder.
Yu Fan couldn't hear anything. At this moment, only Chen Jingshen remained in his senses. The fingers were pried up and fastened tightly. So far, Yu Fan has been completely captured by Chen Jingshen.
Outside the window, the wind and rain violently rise and fall, and the sound is concussive. The clean and pure white plastic bag has been hanging in the air for an unknown amount of time and cannot land.
Yu Fan always felt that he was very strong, although he was thin. The bad students in the former South City and the few debt collectors also agreed with this point of view.
But he found that some things are more tiring than fighting.
It's not that it takes effort, it's just...
Yu Fan sat unsteadily. As before, he took a hard bite on Chen Jingshen's chin, which was a bit salty.
Chen Jingshen listened to the intermittent and incoherent curses for a long time, and he recognized them all without feeling too ashamed.
The fragile tree branches on the side of the street were pressed into a curved line by the strong wind, shaking violently up and down until the end of the rainstorm.
Yu Fan's face was turned away, and he got a tender and delicate kiss in the chaotic fever.
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The rain in Ningcheng didn't stop until four o'clock in the morning. In the end, Yu Fan was almost carried down to clean up and take a shower. When he got back to bed, he didn't care about fighting with Chen Jingshen, and fell asleep as soon as he tilted his head.
In the morning, Yu Fan woke up to the knock on the door and the ambiguous smell.
Just when Yu Fan thought it was his own illusion, there was another strong knock on the door.
Gradually regaining consciousness, Yu Fan moved his fingers, and then was stimulated by the dense soreness in his lower abdomen, so he closed his eyes again.
Chen Jingshen was sitting at the head of the bed typing the code, the sound of the keyboard was crisp and pleasant, inexplicably hypnotic. Yu Fan raised his eyelids with difficulty, and the complicated interface immediately made him dizzy.
Sensing the movement, Chen Jingshen turned his head to look at him, his eyes were filled with satisfaction, and he reached into his neck to check his body temperature.
I thought Chen Jingshen ordered some supermarket shopping again. Yu Fan stretched out his foot to kick the person next to him, imagining it was very powerful, but in fact he just scratched him with his toe, and when he opened his mouth, the sound was like a broken gong: "...Go and open the door."
Chen Jingshen hummed, picked up a bottle of mineral water and put it on his bedside, then turned and went downstairs.
There was a cake on the coffee table, but I didn't bother to put it in the refrigerator last night. Thinking of his shameless behavior of spreading cream on others, Chen Jingshen curled up his fingers, threw the cake into the trash can, planned to make another one today, and absently turned the doorknob.
As soon as the door opened a crack, I heard a loud "bang"!
The little fireworks exploded in the air! Countless colorful ribbons and sequins fluttered down, causing Chen Jingshen to squint his eyes, and then heard a familiar voice—
"Surprise!!!" Wang Lu'an's voice resounded through the entire floor, he was full of joy, raised his hands, and commanded the people around him sonorously: "Come! Let's go one, two, three!!!"
Outside the door, Zuo Kuan, Zhang Wenjing, and Wang Luan sang in unison and enthusiastically: "Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you!!!"