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power cut.

Chen Lang threw down the towel, turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, walked quickly to the bathroom, and knocked on the door, "Are you all right, Song Chen? Open the door."

"Wait a minute." Song Chen gasped inside, he was startled by the sudden darkness just now, and his toe accidentally kicked against the glass door.

Piercing pain.

Hearing the pain, Chen Lang couldn't wait at all, found out the spare key and opened the bathroom door, the phone swung down, and saw Song Chen squatting on the floor with a wrinkled face in the shower room.Chen Lang thought about it, strode over and squatted down, "Where did you hit it?"

"Foot." Song Chen held down his toes with his hand, not daring to move.

"Let me see." Chen Lang took a photo of the phone, carefully pulled his hand away, and found that the nails of the little toes were a little bit blue, and there was blood oozing between the nails.

Song Chen didn't dare to look at it, and asked tremblingly, "Did the nail break off? It hurts so much."

Chen Lang said: "No, I bleed a little, get up first and take you out."

As he spoke to help Song Chen, the light source of the phone's flashlight moved up with the movement. Suddenly Song Chen remembered something, and hurriedly reached out to cover the phone's flashlight, and the bathroom fell into darkness again, "Get out, you go out first!"

"How can I get out when I'm so black, let go of my hands."

"You go out first, let me light up for you."

"Your feet don't hurt, right?" Chen Lang moved his wrist, opened Song Chen's hand, and the flashlight came on again.Song Chen tilted his forefoot and leaned towards Chen Lang, stretching his arms to cover the phone again.

Angry and annoyed, "I haven't got my pants on yet!"

Chen Lang realized his nervousness, and couldn't help laughing after a long while. He was very clear in the dark bathroom, "Why panic, it's not like I haven't seen it before, you have it and I have it."

Can you stop panicking? Song Chen's scalp tingles when he thinks about what happened in the swimming pool in the afternoon.

He clenched the hem of the wide short sleeve and pulled it down, urging, "Anyway, you go out first, and I'll go when I'm done."

"Okay." Chen Lang dragged his tone, turned around, and a beam of light shone from behind to show him the direction of the door. Chen Lang said as he walked, "Don't wear shorts, so as not to touch your toes."

Song Chen didn't answer, just said: "Close the door."

Chen Lang leaned his back against the wall of the bathroom door and waited. After a minute or two, there was the sound of slow footsteps inside. Then Chen Lang pushed the door in again. He helped Song Chen walk to the bed and sat down. He glanced down. I found out I was still wearing shorts.

pity.

"Did the power go out?" Song Chen asked.

"Hmm. It might be tripped or the line is burned somewhere." Chen Lang took the phone, "I'm going to get the medicine box, sit still."

Seeing that the only light source was taken away, Song Chen hurriedly shouted, "Don't go, where is my phone?"

"Ask me about your own mobile phone?" Chen Lang scanned the room, but didn't see it. "It might be in the living room. I'll look for it."

When he was about to leave, his clothes were held back. Chen Lang turned his head and saw Song Chen staring at him without speaking, his light-colored eyes became clearer under the dim light.

Chen Lang asked: "Afraid of the dark?"

Song Chen's fingers tightened again, "No, it's just that it's too dark and I won't get used to it."

He is not afraid of the dark, just a little bit.When I was young, my parents came back very late, and Aunt Lin turned on the light to tell him stories before going to bed. One morning, I drank too much and woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to pee, but there was no one in the room. He was in it After crying for more than half an hour, she was discovered by her mother who came back from overtime.

Since then, Song Chen has been afraid of the dark, but it has improved a lot over time, and he can sleep with the lights off, because there are cars and street lights outside, so it is not completely dark.

In addition, there are basically no power outages now, and even if there are, there are backup generators at home that can last for a period of time.

It's just that I didn't expect that there would be a typhoon and a power outage at Chen Lang's house, and now there was another reason for Chen Lang to laugh.

But Chen Lang didn't smile, instead he said to him in a discussing tone, "I'll be back soon when I find your phone."

Song Chen didn't let go of his clothes, as if he was afraid that someone would run away, "I don't know where to put them."

So I guess it won't be that fast.

Chen Lang simply sat on the bed, "Then what should we do?"

I do not know.

Song Chen was silent and didn't speak, suddenly felt that he was so troublesome, the empress was chirping.

He dragged Chen Lang to the bed, discouraged, "Why don't you forget it, go to sleep first, and look for it tomorrow."

"Does your foot hurt anymore?"

"No...it doesn't hurt."

Chen Lang stood up suddenly, put the phone in Song Chen's hand, and walked out the door by himself.

Song Chen snorted, "It's dark outside."

Chen Lang: "I am familiar with this room."

The flashlight of the mobile phone could not shine too far, and Chen Lang's figure was soon submerged in the darkness.The rain outside was still heavy, Song Chen couldn't hear the voices in the living room, and couldn't see Chen Lang's people.

Time passed very slowly in the dark. Song Chen felt that Chen Lang had been gone for a long time, but when he looked at the time on the screen, it was only 1 minute.

He scanned his feet with a flashlight, and quickly put aside the injury on his little toe, no matter how small it looked, it was serious.

Song Chen lowered his head, his hair was still a little damp, and it was messy blocking his sight. It was only after several fingerprint authentication errors that he realized that it was not his mobile phone.

Just when Song Chen was about to lose his composure, a light finally appeared in the darkness, and it gradually expanded and approached in Song Chen's dilated pupils. Chen Lang came in with his mobile phone, and exchanged with Song Chen's, what? He went out again without saying a word.

This time he was very fast, came over with the medicine box, opened it, took out the disinfectant iodine and cotton swabs, and lifted Song Chen's foot to rest on his lap.Song Chen was uncomfortable all over, shaking his legs and was about to retract, but was held down by Chen Lang, "Don't move."

Turning off the flashlight of his mobile phone, he raised his eyes and told Song Chen, "Take a photo."

"I can do it myself." Song Chen held up the phone to illuminate him, and beeped softly.

Chen Lang lowered his head and frowned slightly. He held Song Chen's feet seriously, and used a cotton swab dipped in iodine to disinfect him with his other hand.

The little toe is only a little bigger, but Chen Lang painted it carefully for a long time, disinfecting the entire nail surface.Song Chen tensed his feet in shame, feeling something was wrong.

So wrong.

Why can Chen Lang do this kind of thing to him with peace of mind.

"Chen Lang...it's okay, it's just a minor injury."

"En." Chen Lang responded, without stopping his hands, the band-aid was too big to stick on, so Chen Lang cut off some of it, and then stuck it around the little toe.

After finishing it, Song Chen couldn't wait to put his foot back and hide it. The palm of his hand holding the phone was a little hot, and he said thank you in an unskilled manner.

Chen Lang put the medicine box back and washed his hands. When he came back, Song Chen had already lay down. There was a faint milky smell in the room. Chen Lang took two puffs as a reward.

The sound of the rain outside the window became louder, and the uninterrupted rumble of thunder overwhelmed the room, making the room even more silent.

Without the air conditioner, Song Chen felt a little stuffy, and with Chen Lang lying beside him full of presence, he couldn't sleep with his eyes closed.

"Don't keep moving, be careful not to touch your feet."

Song Chen stopped his tumbling body and said, "Chen Lang is too hot."

Chen Lang: "Be patient."

Song Chen endured it for a while, a layer of sweat came out from his back, and the smell of milk was bubbling. He sat up and wanted to open the window to cool off, but Chen Lang grabbed his arm, "Where are you going?"

Song Chen told the truth, Chen Lang's tone sounded a little irritable, "Song Chen, do you know that there is a typhoon blowing outside?"

On a typhoon day, you dare to open the window to blow the wind, so you are not afraid of something flying in your face.

"But I'm too hot to sleep." He never slept on a summer night without air conditioning.

Chen Lang sighed secretly, and just when Song Chen thought he would get angry, he turned over and got out of bed, touched something and went to bed, and then a cool wind blew across his face.

The crisp creak of paper flapping.

Song Chen froze for a moment, and was pulled down by Chen Lang, "Lie down."

He lay down, Chen Lang moved a little closer, and continued to fan him with his notebook, "Hurry up and sleep."

Song Chen opened his eyes wide in the darkness, feeling a little sore in his heart, but also inexplicably warm.He thought that except Aunt Lin, no one followed him so tirelessly, not even Zhou Ning.

He was in a complicated mood. He picked at the thread on the mat underneath and said, "Chen Lang, your temper has improved a bit."

Chen Lang wanted to laugh, but held back, "You can just say yes."

Seeing himself beating someone, and innocently saying that he has a good temper, no one is more stupid than him.

Song Chen yawned, and muttered in the faint cool wind, "Put harder."

The flapping notebook paused, and Chen Lang gritted his teeth, feeling ready to hit someone.

I thought that if someone else spoke like this, he would be thrown into a typhoon to fend for himself.

Ten minutes later, Chen Lang's arm was sore. He heard the sound of breathing, so he must have fallen asleep. He dropped the notebook casually, and just wanted to change his position.

Chen Lang: "..."

When he woke up the next day, he was alone in bed. Song Chen stepped on the slippers and lifted the curtains to check the weather. The rain had stopped, but the wind was still strong.

He turned on the phone and saw that the battery was only 20%.

When I got out of the room, I happened to see Chen Lang coming back from the outside. He looked quite embarrassed, his clothes were mostly wet, his hair was blown in a mess, and he was holding a supermarket bag in his hand. It looked like he was going to buy food.

He brushed his hair back, and said as he walked to the room, "Wake up, there are custard buns in the pot, go get them yourself."

Song Chen followed behind him, "Why did you go out, the wind is so strong outside, by the way, my phone seems to be out of battery..."

Chen Lang found clean clothes, "The electricity hasn't come yet, and the whole community is out of power, and it will be night when it is repaired."

Song Chen sighed, realizing that he would still be trapped at Chen Lang's house today, and there was no electricity yet.He turned on the power saving mode of his mobile phone, and when he looked up again, he found that Chen Lang was taking off his clothes.

The thin waist and broad shoulders are slowly exposed, which are usually invisible when wearing clothes, but once you take off the right muscles, all the muscles are exposed, full of explosive power.

He was only half a head taller than Song Chen, but his frame was much bigger than Song Chen's. When he straightened his back, he felt very oppressive.

Song Chen stared at him without blinking, until Chen Lang put his hands on the waistband of his trousers, he took a step back as if he had just woken up from a dream, and fled, his cheeks flushed at some point, and he didn't hear Chen Lang's voice chuckle.

After the power went out, Song Chen didn't know what to do, Jiang Yu brought flying chess from home to them to play, and they sat cross-legged all morning to fight flying chess.

Jiang Yu said: "I heard that the wind will be less in the afternoon, and the electricity can be repaired in advance."

Song Chen laughed, "Really?"

That is to go home.

Happily, Chen Lang glanced at him, and came out at 5 o'clock, just in time to send Jiang Yu back to his hometown.

Jiang Yu wailed, "Brother Lang, why do you keep eating me?"

Chen Lang: "You point your back."

Over there, Song Chen arrived at the finish line smoothly, and heard Jiang Yu say: "Yesterday Zhou Ning said that he was going to play in the resort, are you going? We just know each other."

He looked at Chen Lang, but Chen Lang didn't respond, and went to look at Song Chen, Song Chen was a little hesitant, Jiang Yu continued to lobby, "Go, go, school will start when you come back, and it's the third year of high school, so there's no time to go out and play, It's a rare opportunity."

Song Chen: "I'll think about it again."

He didn't bother to move.

At noon, Jiang Yu went home for dinner and invited them to join him. Chen Lang shook his head and said that he would cook it himself.After eating, Song Chen felt sleepy, but he couldn't sleep without air conditioner or fan, so he turned his gaze to Chen Lang.

Chen Lang bit the toffee and said, "No fans."

Song Chen sighed in disappointment.

Having said that, Chen Lang moved out two reclining chairs out of nowhere and put them on the balcony, letting him sleep on the balcony.

The outside of the balcony is surrounded by iron bars. When it is not raining, only the wind blows, which is very cool.

Song Chen's eyes lit up as soon as he entered, "It's so beautiful."

There are many potted plants on the ground, and there are two or three flower pot racks, which are full of blooming flowers. It looks like it has been carefully taken care of.

Chen Lang followed behind him, his tone was different from the usual gentleness, "They are all raised by my mother."

Song Chen was surprised, this was the first time Chen Lang had mentioned his mother on his own initiative.

With the reclining chair down, Song Chen rubbed his eyes and closed his eyes to sleep in the typhoon.The flowers all over the balcony swayed with the wind and released a strong floral fragrance, Chen Lang frowned.

It smells bad, not milky and sweet.

During the period, Jiang Yu went upstairs with checkers and tried to fight them again, but was ruthlessly driven back by Chen Lang.

Seeing that it was getting late, Chen Lang went to the kitchen to cut up the watermelon he bought in the morning and brought it to the balcony. He looked down at Song Chen, who was sleeping with his head tilted and his face flushed.

I don't know which potted flower's petals were blown off, just floating on his face.

Pink and white flowers, flushed face.

The beauty is like a painting, Chen Lang was fascinated, he should have reached out to help him take it away, but he bent down and kissed the pink and white petals, and took it away with a light bite.

For fear of waking up a sleeping person.

Turning back to Song Chen's dazedly opened eyes, his consciousness hadn't gathered yet, and he instinctively called him in a soft voice, "Chen Lang..."

Chen Lang inserted a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and handed it to his mouth, and asked softly, "Do you want to eat it?"

Song Chen opened his mouth dumbly, and the watermelon was sweet and juicy, which relieved the dryness of his throat just after waking up.

Waking up and being handed food, this feeling is not too comfortable, Song Chen squinted his eyes, thinking he was in a dream, "Why are you treating me better than Aunt Lin, I really want to be by your side all the time."

The hand holding the toothpick trembled, and Chen Lang's black eyes darkened instantly. He handed him another piece of watermelon to his mouth, and brushed his index finger over Song Chen's slightly puffed lower lip to wipe off the watermelon juice.

The voice tried to restrain the desire, "It will always be there, don't leave."