say you like me

Wen Jin's dilapidated old apartment was neatly tidied up.

After clearing out all the garbage, he discovered that the house was actually a bit square...

As a result, the originally empty kitchen is now full of steamers, woks, casserole pans, pancake pans... all kinds of kitchen utensils.Yu Yang's easel, painting box and canvas palette are placed by the window in the living room... The single bed in the bedroom has become a double bed, the sofa has been replaced with a new sofa cover, and a huge desert prickly pear is growing on the balcony.

With a toothbrush in her mouth, Wen Jin looked indifferently at Yu Yang who was busy at his house early in the morning, and said vaguely:

"Why do you want to move me here...(Why do you have to move here)"

Yu Yang was instructing the workers to turn on the gas stove, "...Don't put it here, put it on the inside," he asked, and turned around, "Oh... Actually, there is no reason, I just want to live with you."

Wen Jin glanced at him, turned around and went to the bathroom to spit out the toothpaste froth in his mouth, and rinsed his mouth again.Return to the kitchen and lean against the door frame with folded arms.

"Do you think I will bring someone back?" He said calmly.

Yu Yang stared at him blankly, pursed his lips and said nothing.

After that day, Wen Jin and him became like this again, and Wen Jin was always so indifferent, with no emotions.No, keep him from showing emotion.Just like now, he was wondering if Wen Jin was angry.

"I'm sorry..." Yu Yang decided to apologize first, showing the service industry's set of "taking the other party's faults as his own" to the fullest.

But Wen Jin didn't seem to like this, he smiled inexplicably, "Don't apologize, I will really bring someone back." Then he turned and went to the living room to watch TV.

Yu Yang stood where he was, not sure if he was joking.

"I'm just afraid that if we quarrel and you run away from home, I won't be able to find you..." Yu Yang whispered.

Wen Jin turned on the TV very loudly, I don't know if I heard it.

"Brother Yang, the gas stove is ready." An installer said.

Yu Yang came back to his senses, "Oh yes, thank you."

"Hi, you're welcome. Keep your warranty card. If there is any problem within three years, our store will guarantee it."

"Row."

After the gas man left, Yu Yang saw that Wen Jin was still watching TV, and he only ate a few mouthfuls of the breakfast on the coffee table.

"Two bites of pan-fried buns and three bites of preserved egg porridge, why did you only eat such a small amount?" Yu Yang sat next to him, "I think it's okay to eat in the morning, isn't it to your liking?"

"Yeah." Wen Jin stared at the TV commercial without turning his eyes, and lazily hummed from his throat, "The buns are too oily, and the porridge is too salty."

"...Let's do it, I've made trouble for you in just a few days." Yu Yang said helplessly, got up and went to the kitchen to make him breakfast.Just in time to try a new gas range.

This morning he was busy packing up and moving to Wen Jin's place. The dilapidated building looked like a slum, and there were too many things to buy. Yu Yang felt that he didn't have time to make breakfast, so he bought it from outside.

"Oh, don't bother me, I'm not hungry." Wen Jin who was in the living room called him.

"You ate two bowls of egg noodles from me yesterday morning." Yu Yang mocked.

"I didn't eat it because I was hungry," the child said with a stiff mouth, "I ate it because it tasted good."

Yu Yang always felt that when he woke up inexplicably, he was like a 5-year-old, and he suppressed a smile, "Then I will make something delicious for you today."

There was silence for a while, "That's fine..."

Yu Yang laughed out loud.

Wen Jin seemed to be in a better mood suddenly.Just as Yu Yang took out the poached eggs, Wen Jin quietly wrapped his waist around his face.

This soft and cute scene is really rare, Yu Yang was pleasantly surprised, his voice was gentle enough to drown the prickly prickly pear on the balcony, "What's the matter, suddenly so greasy?"

"It's too tired, so I'll let go." Wen Jin said so, but there was no sign of letting go of his hand.

But the pure steel straight man still begged for mercy in panic, "Oh, don't, don't! It's wrong, it's wrong..." Yu Yang threw the noodles and grabbed the hand around his waist.

Wen Jin secretly laughed behind his back, Yu Yang suddenly turned around and hugged him tightly.He wrapped his hands around his shoulder armor tightly, making the two of them stick tightly together.It's warm, strong, and secure.

"Fuck, I always feel that if I am too happy, I will be punished." Yu Yang cursed happily.

Wen Jin didn't speak, but hugged him back hard.

Yu Yang can always easily say what is in his heart.Not because they have a good understanding, but because they are too similar.The resemblance is so great that he can't tell whether it's love or "Bo Ya met Zhong Ziqi" that makes him never forget.

"Yu Yang, are you gay?"

Yu Yang didn't speak as he expected, even though he was prepared, Wen Jin's heart sank involuntarily.

"Forget it..." Wen Jin patted him on the back.

Why do you care about these things, you can't do anything even if you know the answer? People don't even know when they will die, so why should they care when that person leaves?

"I don't know if I'm GAY, because I only liked you once." Yu Yang said suddenly, "Actually, during these years of waiting for you, I was not only waiting for you, but also waiting for myself and liking others."

"It's a pity," Wen Jin said, "I interrupted your encounter with Destiny's Lady."

"Yeah," Yu Yang smiled, "I'm not a good person, I'm not responsible for breaking your leg."

"You're out of the pot, idiot..."

Damn, I forgot I was still cooking noodles!Yu Yang quickly let go of him, turned around and fought wits with "Puff" pot.Fortunately, the vermicelli is durable to cook. Yu Yang tasted it and thought it was just right. He used a colander to put it into a bowl with poached eggs, chopped green onion, light soy sauce, vinegar, a small amount of mustard paste, "Yu's Secret Oil Spicy Oil", bibimbap sauce ...It sounds like a mixed taste, but it is actually very popular with Wen Jin.

"At the table!"

After Wen Jin finished eating a large bowl of noodles, it was past 10 o'clock, and Yu Yang ate his remaining three fried buns and a bowl of porridge, so he didn't have to cook for lunch.

It is rare that there is no smog in the capital, and the afternoon sun shines warmly on the coffee table in the living room through the clean glass.Old houses have the advantages of old houses. The floors are low and the distance between buildings is large. Everyone can shine on sunny days.The sun is just right, the sparrows are chirping outside the window, the fabric sofa that has just been replaced with new sofa cushions has a fresh fragrance of washing powder, Yu Yang is lying on the sofa reading a book, Wen Jin is lying on Yu Yang playing games, the mottled old walls in the house are all Not pleasing to the eye at once.

"It's so nice here, like my grandma's house." Yu Yang put down his book and said softly.

On Wen Jin's side, both the red and the blue sides pushed to the point where there was only one crystal left, and the screen was full of "Steady! We can win!", staring at the phone and said indifferently, "Except for being the same old, how does it look like?"

Yu Yang closed his eyes, and said softly: "I don't know, maybe it's this "old" image. Anyway, it looks like a home."

Wen Jin's crystal is rapidly collapsing, and the cold "frigid" Feng Nuo's voice calmly said: "defeat".

Wen Jin sighed, exited the game, threw the phone aside, and stared at the ceiling together with Yu Yang in a daze.Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he got up and went into the bedroom.

"Why are you going?" Yu Yang was enjoying the tenderness, when he saw Wen Jin leaving, he stood up and asked in doubt.

Rusting sounds came from the bedroom, Wen Jin seemed to be looking for something.After a while, he came out of the bedroom barefoot, holding a brown sweater in his hand.

Yu Yang froze in place for an instant, his heart trembling violently.

Wen Jin handed him the sweater, "I went to take this out before grandma's house was demolished, um... I made do with the second half, not as good as grandma's part."

Wen Jin stopped talking, and Yu Yang stared blankly at the unfamiliar sweater he handed over.

After a while, big tears slipped from his eyes without warning, and crackled on the back of his pale hand.

A sweater, as if passing through yellowed old photos from his memory, was placed in front of him in reality brightly.

The familiar face that had been pressed down in his heart and didn't dare to peek also followed, making his heart ache.

"grandmother…"

Wen Jin heard Yu Yang choked up and squeezed out the word broken.

Wen Jin put down the sweater, stretched out her hand and pressed him into her arms.

"Cry, cry out."

The author has something to say:

Sweeten him two or three first!

The incompetent author of the sweet text said arrogantly