his substitute

Wen Yun is a light sleeper, not to mention taking a nap in the car, even sleeping soundly at home late at night, any slight noise will wake her up.

When Xun Musheng stared at him, he seemed to have woken up with a feeling. He knew that the man beside him was looking at him, and he even guessed what the other person would do next. pretended to be asleep.

The air seemed to be getting heavier, like a dark cloud before a summer storm.He maintained the original posture, motionless, his eyelashes did not tremble, and even his breathing rate did not change, only his heartbeat was speeding up silently, and his cheeks were faintly hot.

Fortunately, the light is in a warm tone, which will cover up the reddish color on his face.

It is not easy for ordinary people to pretend to be asleep, but he was a sniper, and when he was still in the military camp, he would undergo the most rigorous breathing stability training and latent training every day.

The unique skill of the year is now used to pretend to be asleep, and it is difficult for anyone to find out what is wrong with it.

He sighed inwardly.

When Xun Musheng bent down, he clearly sensed the other party's breath.A light kiss fell on his forehead, like a gust of wind blowing, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, Xun Musheng was more nervous than him.

He seemed to be sleeping unconsciously, forcing himself not to think or feel, until a few minutes later, when the scorching gaze moved away and the car restarted, he slowly exhaled.

Compared with before, the car was driving more slowly. Xun Musheng was probably worried about waking him up, so he drove more carefully.

He felt that the kissed place on his forehead was about to melt away, and the wind-like touch turned into wildly growing thorns, piercing his flesh and blood from there, spreading to his whole body, entangled in his muscles and bones, and finally Wrap him tightly.

Like a giant cocoon.

He was about to suffocate.

A voice is screaming - why are you pretending to be asleep?

The answer is obvious.

He is not confused.

Chi Yu has been away for a long time, and he can't push away a person whose behavior is three points similar to Chi Yu.Xun Musheng is the coir raincoat he picked up in the pouring rain, and the kindling he picked up in the cold winter months. He is reluctant to part with the shelter and warmth.

Even if you understand that this is about drinking poison to quench your thirst, you will hurt yourself and others.

Xun Musheng is not Chi Yu, he knows it better than anyone else.But Xun Musheng appeared again and again, slowly occupying his empty life, sometimes saying words that made him miss, and easily manipulating his emotions.

Others say that he has no temper and is cowardly, and he dare not refute when he is said something harsh.Because of this, the initial bad words behind the back gradually turned into face-to-face ridicule.

It's not that he doesn't dare to fight back, it's just that his heart is stagnant, and he doesn't bother to pay attention most of the time.

Xun Musheng is the only one who makes waves in the stagnant water.

His flat boat was ups and downs in the wind and waves stirred up by Xun Musheng, and he was unwilling to return to the calm harbor.

How ridiculous, and how absurd.

The supper that Xun Musheng mentioned is neither a late-night food stall, nor a special midnight meal in a five-star hotel.

The pampered man called the cook at home in advance, and cooked a table of appetizing dishes in the apartment where he rarely lived.

The car stopped firmly, Xun Musheng turned his head to look at Wenyun.

Wen Yun was still in that posture, probably because he was very tired, and he fell into a deep sleep just by looking at it.

Xun Musheng looked at it for a while, he was reluctant to wake Wen Yun up, and he was also reluctant to let Wen Yun go hungry in his sleep. After hesitating for a moment, he planned to carry Wen Yun upstairs.

When the shoulders were carefully supported, Wen Yun "woke up".

Xun Musheng smiled gently: "Are you awake? Let's go up and have a meal."

Wen Yun got out of the car, slightly surprised: "Where is it?"

"Quanyue City, I come to live occasionally."

After realizing that the supper that Xun Musheng said was actually a family banquet, Wen Yun frowned uneasily.

Xun Musheng had no choice but to explain: "I just want to bring you to dinner. You have been tired all day and haven't had dinner. It's already midnight. If you just eat something outside, it will hurt your stomach. You promised me last time, We started as friends. Since we are friends, you don't have to be so cautious when you come to my house for a light meal."

He spoke so sincerely that Wen Yun's ears felt hot, and he felt more and more that he was a dirty villain.

"Let's go." Xun Musheng stretched out his hand.

Quanyue City is one of the high-end residential areas in the city. Xun Musheng seldom comes to live there. The house is clean and tidy, but there is no atmosphere of life.

The cook put the bamboo shoot and chicken soup boiled in the earthen pot on the wooden mat, picked up the coat and said, "Sir, then I'll go back first."

Xun Musheng sent the cook to the door, and told him to be careful on the way. Wen Yun sat at the dining table, both apprehensive and at ease.

It has been a long time since I faced such a big table of steaming food at "home".

He has no friends, and his only family member is idiot and blind, who doesn't know his grandson at all.During the holidays, the unit reserves seats in the hotel, and the table is full of delicacies, but the hotel is not a "home".

The house is always deserted.When grandpa was still there, he worked hard to cook the New Year's Eve dinner, but grandpa didn't eat a single bite.Then he didn't bother to do it anymore.In the past few years, I rented and lived in Lian'an Community alone. Sometimes I cook a dish, but I eat it standing in the kitchen after cooking, and never take it to the dining table in the living room.

Now sitting at the dining table in Xun Musheng's house, he stared blankly at the delicate tableware, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

After sending the cook away, Xun Musheng rolled up his sleeves and filled a bowl of chicken soup, "Let's have a bowl of soup first, to warm your stomach."

"Thank you." As soon as Wen Yun took it, Xun Musheng picked up another bowl to scoop crab roe and tofu.

Wen Yun said awkwardly: "I will do it myself."

Xun Musheng raised his eyebrows, "This is for me."

Wen Yun looked away in embarrassment, "Well, you eat too."

Xun Musheng was so itchy that he wanted to snort on Wen Yun's head. He couldn't help it, and put the porcelain bowl with crab roe and tofu in his hand, and said with a smile, "Why are you so easy to deceive? This is for you."

Wen Yun's eyelashes moved, "Thank you, thank you."

"Don't be polite to me." Xun Musheng picked up a spoonful of bamboo shoots and added it to Wenyun's soup bowl, "Come, eat more."

Wen Yun was indeed hungry, and the cooking skills of the Xun family cook were really good, plus Xun Musheng kept scooping up this and that, half an hour later, there was not much food left on the table.

Wen Yun got up to clean up the dishes, but Xun Musheng refused, "I'll do it."

"Let me come." Wen Yun shook his head, looking for an excuse lamely: "I eat too much, let's do some exercise."

Xun Musheng couldn't help laughing, "Does it make you hiccup if you eat too much?"

Wen Yun was puzzled.

He's a bit stretched, but he doesn't want to hiccup just yet.

Xun Musheng smiled: "It's okay, you look handsome even with hiccups."

Wen Yun's ears were burning badly, so he walked into the kitchen quickly, and Xun Musheng followed in before washing a bowl, "Let me come, I am the host, and you are the guest. There is no reason for a guest to wash the dishes."

Wen Yun wanted to argue, but the bowl in his hand had been taken away.

But Xun Musheng never touched the water with his fingers, and he didn't know how to cook or wash the dishes. As soon as he got the bowl in his hand, he fell into the pool before he wiped it twice.

Fortunately it didn't break.

Xun Musheng couldn't help but explain, "Slippy hands, slippery hands..."

Wen Yun's tense strings suddenly loosened, the corners of his lips hooked up, and sighed: "Let me come, you are the host, and I am the guest. You have prepared the food, so I should wash the dishes and clean the table."

Xun Musheng was worried that dropping the bowl again would expose his weakness of not even being able to do basic housework, so he had to compromise and stand aside, watching Wenyun quickly wash the dishes.

Looking at it, my heart itched again.

I want to live with Wen Yun like this.

They may not be able to get off work at the same time, he has entertainment, and Wen Yun often works overtime, but when he returns home late at night, at least one person is waiting at the dining table.

He thought, Wen Yun is different after all.He has never thought of living with people like Wen Yun, and he is unwilling to bring them from the feasting place into his private realm, but he can't wait to bring Wen Yun in, looking forward to living the most ordinary life with Wen Yun immediately .

Wen Yun's every move, every frown and smile fascinated him.

The 17-year-old Wen Yun is like a poster of adolescence, which has been hung on his wall for 13 years, but it is always close at hand and out of reach.

The 31-year-old Wen Yun is like his dream finally come true, within reach, without the burning brilliance, but more easily touches his heartstrings.

After tidying up, it was already 2 o'clock in the morning.Wen Yun insisted on going home, but Xun Musheng didn't force him, and drove him to Lian'an Community. Before he pushed the car door, he suddenly took his left hand, suppressing the tide of passion all night, and finally rushed to the embankment.

"Can I kiss you?"

Wen Yun's eyes tightened, and before he could react, his fingertips were covered with a gentle kiss.

"You..." Wen Yun seemed to be frozen, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but his arm refused to move.

"I'm sorry." Xun Musheng raised his head, his eyes darkened, "I really can't help it."

Wen Yun's fingertips were numb and trembling imperceptibly.

In just one night, Xun Musheng kissed him twice, once on the forehead and once on the fingers.

Ten fingers connected to the heart.

Xun Musheng smiled apologetically, "If you don't like this, I will pay attention next time. It's just..."

Wen Yun took a deep breath and couldn't say a word of reproach.

"It's just that I really want to do that." Xun Musheng's eyes were hot, and all the worries in his eyes were evaporated, leaving only a frank love.

Wen Yun's heart tightened, and was shrouded in that gaze, as if there was an electric current passing through his body.

Suddenly, I found that not only could I not push this man away, but I was even getting deeper and deeper.

After a while, he came back to his senses, his voice trembling: "I'm going back, please drive carefully."

Insomnia all night, life has to go on.

Wen Yun was late and was not in a good state of mind. As soon as he arrived at the office, he became the center of everyone's attention.

It's not that he hasn't been seen like this, he doesn't care.Seeing that Li Xiao had arrived, he walked to the office area of ​​the fashion section and explained: "Thank you for your clothes yesterday, it was too late to send them to dry cleaning, today I..."

Li Xiao was shocked: "Have you sent it to the dry cleaner?"

"Not yet." Wen Yun didn't know why she was so excited, "I'll get it after get off work."

"Don't!" Li Xiao said: "If you wear it once, there is nothing to wash, just return it to me."

After finishing speaking, he changed his words: "Forget it, there is no need to pay it back."

This time it was Wen Yun's turn to be shocked.

What reason does he have to borrow the clothes and not return them?

But Li Xiao obviously didn't want to explain to him, so he changed the topic: "Ke Jin is a workaholic, the photos have been repaired, do you see? He asked if you are free these days, if you are free, I will take a few more sets."

Wen Yun was not sure if he was free, so he could only answer the previous question: "Look."

Li Xiao clicked on the first one, and Wen Yun stood behind her, bending slightly.

The person in the photo is sitting under the warm yellow light, obviously shrouded in light, but it seems to be able to glow by itself.

It seems that his scatteredness and ashes are all just illusions fabricated by fate.