dust with light

The car was dangling in the lonely border town, and the black tires rolled over the white snow, as if they were stepping on clouds.

Speechless all the way.

Bringing Zhuo Yuchen back to the apartment in the military area, Zheng Yan wanted to take this opportunity to bring the half-pushed Zhuo Yuchen into the room next door to his own.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yuchen became more sober now after being bored all the way in the car.

The nausea caused by being touched by Shen Ye still lingered, but his mind unexpectedly calmed down.

Looking indifferently at Zheng Yan's saddle for him, Zhuo Yuchen only felt that this man was seriously ill.

He didn't believe that Zheng Yan was sincere to him, and he had already sentenced him to death.

After Zheng Yan eagerly came to him and hugged him out of the car, Zhuo Yuchen waved Zheng Yan away and struggled out of his arms.He was not in good health at all, and now he suddenly became very dizzy, and felt that the sky and the earth were spinning.

"With dust?"

Zheng Yan felt a little upset when he pushed him away.But seeing Zhuo Yuchen's pale face, the suffocation in his heart dissipated immediately, and he just wanted to hold this person in his arms so that he could love him.

"It's okay, your face is ugly, so don't push me away." Zheng Yan said with concern, "I'll take you back first, I have prepared medicine there, you can take some later, and I will call you the doctor from the military area." The private doctor on the side is here."

Zheng Haoran was busy parking the car, and when he heard what Zheng Yan said, he felt goosebumps all over his body.

Is this still the moody Zheng Yan from before, who only knows how to have fun all day long, but feels reserved and elegant, superior to others?

He remembered the novels he had read to pass the time in the past, and almost thought that Zheng Yan had been impaled.

"Young Master Zheng doesn't need to pretend to be merciful," Zhuo Yuchen endured the nausea, turned around slowly, and walked towards the corridor, "I can take care of myself."

He walked step by step, his back was thin and weak, as if the wind could blow him away, and the snow could crush him.

Zheng Yan looked at his back and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He realized that Zhuo Yuchen was very lonely, so lonely that even Zhuo Yuchen had to work hard to enter his own world.

How much I want to hug him.

Tell him that you are by his side.

***

Zhuo Yuchen felt more at ease after returning to a place he was relatively familiar with.

He turned on the heater and took off his clothes in the living room.

Zhuo Yuchen lowered his eyes and looked at himself: slender but not powerful legs, a soft belly like a flat plate, and a well-shaped object underneath... He suddenly went crazy, so he rushed into the bathroom naked.

Allowing the steaming hot water to numb his nerves, Zhuo Yuchen scrubbed his skin, as if this was the only way to make him clean.

After taking a shower, he tucked into his bed and fell asleep indifferently.

It was not yet dark outside, Zhuo Yuchen couldn't fall asleep for a while, and he tossed and turned for a long time, but he couldn't fall asleep either.After nightfall, Zhuo Yuchen closed his eyes in a daze.

He didn't sleep very well this time. In his dream, Shen Ye pestered and insulted him like a nightmare.All the psychological shadows of the past spread, covering him, and everything was dark.

"Don't come here... stay away from me!"

He was talking in his sleep, and his face was covered with sweat of fear, mixed with other traces of water.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, there was a violent knock on the window.

Zhuo Yuchen opened his eyes tremblingly, sat up shivering on the narrow single bed, took a closer look, and saw in astonishment——

Someone stood by his window.

It's Zheng Yan.

Zhuo Yuchen was startled, he was living on the seventh floor, how could Zheng Yan be standing at his window?

It was only after a while that Zhuo Yuchen remembered that there was a cement baffle under the windows on the outside of the apartment in the military area.This is a place specially left during construction for future installation of air conditioners.If Zheng Yan lived next door to him, he would naturally be able to come out through the window from his side and run to him through the outside baffle.

Standing outside the window, Zheng Yan maintained his balance carefully, holding the radiator outside the wall with one hand, and holding Zhuo Yuchen's window with the other.Zhuo Yuchen's apartment had no anti-theft net installed outside, so he could have flipped inside.

It's too dangerous, Zheng Yan thought to himself, you can't let Yuchen live here forever.

It's alright that he was the one who opened the window today, hurry up tomorrow, what if guys like Li Jian, Shen Ye, or some flower pickers come to open the window?

Just as he was thinking about it, the hand on the heating pipe also moved to the window, and opened the window a little.

"What are you doing?" Zhuo Yuchen walked to the window and looked at Zheng Yan coldly.

Hearing his voice, Zheng Yan was startled, at first he was embarrassed, but soon after, a wild smile appeared on his face.

"You are crying, Yuchen," he stared at Zhuo Yuchen with burning eyes, "You are crying."

Zhuo Yuchen was slightly stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face, only to find that besides the cold sweat, there were also two tear stains on his face, probably from the previous nightmare.

"I heard your voice, and I knocked outside for a long time. You should change the lock. Zheng Haoran's multi-purpose opener can't open your door," Zheng Yan said, "I asked him to find a lock picker. But I couldn’t wait, so I turned over from my side.”

As he said that, Zheng Yan tried hard, trying to open the window that had already been opened, so that he could climb in.

Snapped!

Zhuo Yuchen quickly closed the window!

Zheng Yan was caught off guard, his hands were pinched, and he gasped in pain.

"Let go, and go back!" Zhuo Yuchen stared at him coldly.

Zheng Yan only felt that the bones in his hand were about to be broken, but he gritted his teeth and endured it: "Don't let it go! Don't go back!"

Zhuo Yuchen pursed her lips and increased her strength without saying a word.

The hand was pinched and hurt, and a trace of cold sweat oozed from Zheng Yan's forehead.He was much stronger than Zhuo Yuchen, but standing on the narrow baffle now, he couldn't use his strength at all.

But even so, he still didn't let go.

"Does it hurt?" Zhuo Yuchen asked indifferently seeing his face turn pale.

Zheng Yan looked at him: "It hurts."

"Then quickly let go and go back! If you don't go back, don't you want to wait until I break your hand and let you fall down the seventh floor?!"

Zheng Yan's gaze was firm.

"But I know, Yu Chen, you hurt too, and it hurts more than me."

Zhuo Yuchen's heart trembled, only feeling pain and confusion.

Taking this opportunity, Zheng Yan suddenly opened the window at the moment Zhuo Yuchen lost his mind, and went in directly.

He threw himself on Zhuo Yuchen's body, pressed him down, supported his black hair, and frantically kissed Zhuo Yuchen's lips.Zhuo Yuchen was almost pissed off by his kiss, he kept kicking his legs and pushing Zheng Yan away with his hands.

But Zhuo Yuchen was not as strong as Zheng Yan, and his resistance was suppressed by Zheng Yan.

Seeing that his face was flushed red by his kiss, Zheng Yan was finally willing to let him go.Leaving Zhuo Yuchen's lips, he pillowed on Zhuo Yuchen's neck and kissed his fair neck.

"Yuchen..." He whispered Zhuo Yuchen's name, "You can't trust me just once, I really like you."

Zhuo Yuchen was still struggling: "Young Master Zheng is joking again, you are just suffering from a mental illness!"

"I do not have."

Zheng Yan raised his head and stared at Zhuo Yuchen with blazing eyes, causing Zhuo Yuchen to turn his head away in a bit of embarrassment.The other party's gaze was too hot, which made him vaguely afraid, and he didn't dare to look at Zheng Yan.

His heart was disturbed.

It is like a pool of solid ice in winter, after the ice shell is pried open, there is spring water under it.

"Yuchen, what on earth do you want me to do?" Zheng Yan murmured, hugging the poor young man under him tightly, "If I go and cure my mental illness, will you be able to try to like me a little bit? "