non-contractual relationship

Ankang lives not far from his apartment.After changing the route, the two arrived at their destination very quickly.

It's just that Zheng Feihe didn't expect that he brought Ankang into the apartment. Before the door was closed, Ankang's kiss fell out of nowhere, and the kiss left him confused: Judging from the situation just now, no matter what Should I be a little more impatient?But let this person take the lead.

Ankang didn't care about so many rules, he just attacked blindly.Although he didn't understand what happened, Zheng Feihe sensed Ankang's impatience, hugged Ankang with one hand, and gently patted Ankang's back with the other.

By the time the kiss was over, both of them were out of breath.

Zheng Feihe still hugged Ankang, and stretched out his other hand to close the door.

Seeing Zheng Feihe's action of closing the door, Ankang's eyes were rippling, he lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, he whispered thanks to Zheng Feihe's ear, and let go of his hand.

Zheng Feihe first thought that Ankang was thanking him for giving him a ride, so he naturally replied, "You're welcome."

After finishing speaking, I remembered that I had brought the person back to my home, and I was a little dazed, unable to figure out the situation, so I asked, "What are you thanking for?"

Ankang didn't explain, looked at the apartment that had hardly changed, and started another topic: "I want to drink water."

After hearing this, Zheng Feihe asked, "Are you thirsty?" Before he could answer, he went to the restaurant to find a hot water bottle.Last week, my aunt told him that the water dispenser was broken. He was lazy and didn't ask the aunt to fix it or change it. Now he can only use a hot water bottle to deal with it.

Ankang watched this man busy walking around in the restaurant, and thought of the red sports car that his father had followed the ambulance on the day he was admitted to the hospital, and thought of his mother who scolded him for making promises when he was a child.

——I swear, I can talk about it casually!Bah bah bah.People, walk the talk.God is listening.

He raised his head and smiled, Ankang didn't expect that God didn't hear any of his innermost thoughts and pleadings, but he actually did it.

Zheng Feihe was still tossing around with the kettle and clean glass.The movement looks a little more skilled than it was five years ago, but it's not much better.

Ankang walked over, took the glass, handed it to Zheng Feihe, and motioned: "This is not made like this." The tutor lounge of the training institution he went to practice before also had this kind of thing, and this There are only a few minor differences.

Zheng Feihe held the cup and looked at Ankang in embarrassment.He also remembered telling the man that he would be a bit more grounded.

But Ankang didn't seem to care much about this.

He just stood aside and watched Ankang holding those things tossing and comparing, and suddenly had an illusion—as if they were like this five years ago, and they will be like this five years later, and maybe it’s just rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar tea hand in hand for a lifetime.

"That's great." Zheng Feihe sighed for no reason.

Seeing the kettle light on, Ankang heard the sound and looked up at Zheng Feihe.

Zheng Feihe was also looking at Ankang intently.

It's been a long time since they looked at each other like this.

Ankang's eyes wandered for a second: "You?"

Zheng Feihe didn't know, so: "Huh?"

Suddenly, there seemed to be the sound of a mobile phone text message in the living room.Ankang touched his bag subconsciously, it was still there, so he didn't pay much attention, and walked two steps towards the living room: "Your phone is ringing?"

Zheng Fei and himself had a guilty conscience, looked at Ankang's two steps forward, and smiled stiffly.

——His old mobile phone, which was in communication with Ankang, was brought back from the office some time ago, and it may have fallen into a gap in the sofa now.

Ankang, who noticed something was wrong, just walked to the sofa, followed Zheng Feihe's eyes and looked uncomfortably: "Can't you sit?"

Zheng Feihe conditioned reflex: "Sit however you want." When he tried to take back the words, Ankang was already sitting on the edge of the sofa.He could only pray silently in his heart that nothing would be so coincidental.

Unable to figure out why Zheng Feihe suddenly became sneaky, Ankang reluctantly sat down.As soon as I sat down, I felt as if I was sitting on something.

When I touched it, it was a mobile phone.

Looking up again, Zheng Feihe seemed quite nervous, and stretched out his hand towards him, Ankang was about to hand over the phone.

I don't want to touch the volume key suddenly, and the screen that has been off for a long time is on.

Ankang saw that it turned out to be his own photo, which was a snapshot of a college basketball game, and subconsciously looked at Zheng Feihe.

Zheng Feihe squeezed out a smile: "Isn't it pretty?"

Ankang knew it in his heart, wiped the screen with countless fingerprints on it, handed it to this person in no hurry, and asked, "How did you know about this game?"

Zheng Fei and the villain in his heart beat their chests and stamped their feet, but they still forced themselves to be calm: "Because it was wonderful. It was a good fight, um, it was a good fight." After finishing speaking, he picked up the cup that had been on the table for an unknown amount of time and sipped it. saliva.

After he finished sipping, he felt that something was wrong. He held up the glass and looked at it: Could this be the glass he didn't clean up a few days ago?

Ankang watched the person pick up a glass of water that he didn't know how long it had been on and drank it. He knew that something must be wrong, tapped the screen that was about to go dark, and asked the next fatal question: "But this time I am a substitute, because the last one Someone was injured on the field and suddenly played on the field. There are not many people who know about it, just a few relatives and friends. You should not be so free that you just guard the field, right?"

"It's just a coincidence, a coincidence, haha."

Ankang watched Zheng Feihe's small movements, but said nothing.

Both Zheng Fei and Khan will be watched by Ankang.

It's really not that coincidental.

The time of this game was set up by him back and forth with Ankang when he used this mobile phone to send his daily experience.

On that day, Ankang suggested that he should exercise more, which would help the secretion of dopamine and adrenaline.

He ridiculed Ankang that he might not have any sports.

Ankang said that although he has always had a hit and miss, he is still persisting and can do it.

He ridiculed that Ankang must have never played a game.

Ankang didn't reply, but two days later, he sent back a text message saying thank you for his good words, and he would have a game to play soon.

Then... He willfully let himself have a vacation to watch, and asked his cousin to find a classmate from S University, and got himself a ticket.

Ankang ignored Zheng Feihe's palette-like complexion, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the first column of the text box, and pressed dial directly.

A pleasant bell rang in the apartment.

Ankang raised his brows, and shook his mobile phone at Zheng Feihe.

Zheng Fei and his eyes didn't know where to put them.It's not that he used his mobile phone to contact Ankang, but it's hard to explain. What's hard to say is that he has been hiding from Ankang, pretending to be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old younger brother, and calling Ankang "brother" every now and then.

Sure enough, Ankang raised which pot he didn't open: "Brother?" At that time, he only felt that the child was boring, but he didn't think about other aspects.

Zheng Feihe closed his eyes tightly, and grabbed Ankang with one hand.He did it on his own, and he would accept being scolded or ridiculed in other ways, as long as this person doesn't leave.

This number has been texting since five years ago.

Thinking of this, Ankang twisted his wrist, unscrewed Zheng Feihe's hand from his arm, pinched it, and asked the next question: "So, do you still remember what you said?"

Zheng Feihe, who had long forgotten about this incident, was still immersed in the shame of being caught. Hearing this, he blurted out: "What are you talking about?"

Ankang moved closer to Zheng Feihe, wanting to hit someone for the first time: "What do you think?"

Hastily searching for the results in his memory, Zheng Feihe asked uncertainly: "Is... in the hospital? What did I say?"

Ankang was helpless: this person was really talking nonsense at the time, and Mr. An advised him not to give up his mind, and don't believe in calmness.People don't take this seriously at all.

Zheng Feihe looked at Ankang and smiled weakly, and touched his neck: "You have to be considerate of us elderly people, we are a little older, and our memory is a bit worse..." Before he could finish speaking, a sudden expression on his lips Posted something warm and warm.

After kissing and confessing, Ankang put both mobile phones back on the table, and put his arms around his waist: "Then let's settle the account first."

After some cloud and rain.

Zheng Feihe felt that Ankang might not have gone to college, but had changed directly.

This is especially evident when he is dragged back to lie down by Ankang.He remembered a novel he read some time ago, called Heroes, Spare Your Life, and he deeply felt that this sentence was very suitable for his current situation.

But he is also unwilling to prevent him from drowning in the gentle village.

Xinchang also complained, the account was settled, the matter was sorted out, and the relationship was confirmed.The two hugged into a ridiculous ball, your legs pressed against mine, and my hands hooked your back.

Ankang pinched Zheng Feihe's earlobe, and said a proposal that he had considered for a long time: "Will you come to my graduation ceremony?"

Returning to his senses, Zheng Feihe jumped up: "I want it, I want it, I definitely want it. But isn't your graduation ceremony on the tenth, isn't it too early to say this... o'clock." He Surprises are also prepared.

Feeling that he was revealing something, Zheng Feihe sat up, cleared his throat seemingly majesticly: "Of course. You don't need to check this kind of information, it's all over the street, so don't pay special attention."

Ankang pulled the nonsense man a little crookedly, got up and leaned over to kiss his temples: "I didn't say you'd have to check to find out."

The □□ fuzzy Zheng Feihe realized that he blew himself up again, he didn't dare to look at Ankang, pulled off the cold blanket and wrapped himself up, and was about to go to the bathroom: he's getting old, he can't make jokes anymore.

Ankang looked at Zheng Feihe, lying on the bed hugging his stomach, and laughed heartily: "People are so stupid, they are so scared of pigs."He didn't discover these methods of his in the past five years, was he blind?Are you blind?Are you blind?

Well, go blind.

Hearing the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, Ankang came to this conclusion.

Very blind.