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When Bian Shen saw Ye Ye again, it was already summer in City A.

At that time, he hadn't gone to the bar opened by Yuan Yize for a long time, accepted the business from his father, had more contact with Luo Yan by mistake, and never saw Ye Ye again.

Bian Shen didn't really think about whether the reason was because City A was indeed big enough, or whether he deliberately avoided it, so that the focus of life gradually shifted to other things.

At noon in summer, it was already a bit hot and dry, the sun was hanging high in the sky, and the cool wind was stingy and unwilling to blow.

Bian Shen got out of the car, walked to the door of his uncle's house, raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door.

Unlike the father and son of the Bian family, Bian Ling has never lived in the main house. It seems that he bought a house outside when he became an adult.When he was young, the discipline was strict, and Bian Shen had never been here. When he grew up, he had a gap in his heart, and he seldom interacted with him. He only visited when dealing with the relevant documents of the group.

While Bian Shen was standing at the door waiting, he suddenly remembered that the last time he saw Bian Ling was when Ye Ye was leaning over the car window, with a smile on his face, and then the car door opened, and he saw Uncle.

At this moment, when Bian Shen flipped through this memory again, he suddenly remembered that in the gap where the car door was about to close, his uncle with a rare gentle expression seemed to look up at him.

Contrary to the tenderness and softness on his face, the gaze he glanced at him was like ice and snow in winter, but the car door was closed too fast at that time, and he didn't even have time to see the indifference.

With a "click", the door in front of him was pulled open, Bian Shen quickly recovered from his memories, and before he could say any polite greetings, he saw the familiar young man looking at him in surprise.

He seemed to have run over because of something, and he didn't wear shoes. He stepped on the marble floor with his bare feet, and his long bangs were tied with a small twitch on the top of his head. His soft and familiar eyes still had unfaded eyes His smile widened slightly at this moment.

Bian Shen was taken aback.

Ye Ye was also taken aback.

After taking Uncle Bian’s key, he didn’t actually move into Uncle Bian’s house right away. After all, a 41-year-old man has been single for so many years, and suddenly he has more personal space. How could he feel uncomfortable—even if that person is himself The same goes for canaries invited in person.

At the very beginning, Ye Ye just changed the one-day tour of the hotel into the one-day tour of Bian Ling's house, and then occasionally stayed for two more days, and then gradually moved the things from the original owner's apartment to the bathroom of Uncle Bian's house. There are extra pairs of toothbrushes, several sets of out-of-place striped Ts in the closet, two rows of AD calcium stuffed in the cold refrigerator, and it is only when the night falls and Uncle Bian warmly embraces him that he really enters the room.

It's just that I didn't expect that as soon as the front foot moved in, half of the ex-boyfriend came to visit on the back foot.

The moment he saw Bian Shen, Ye Ye quickly realized why Uncle Bian insisted on letting him open the door just now. After all, according to Bian Shen's personality, he must have told Bian Ling in advance when he came to visit.

Ye Ye almost couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, his uncle Bian would declare his sovereignty in such a stupid way when he was old.

But before Ye Ye could pack up his mood to reunite with President Xiaoba after a long absence, Bian Ling had already walked over, still holding the slippers that Ye Ye threw behind the sofa in his hand: "Put on your shoes."

Ye Ye couldn't hold back anymore, his eyes narrowed from laughing, and when Bian Ling approached, he whispered, "Uncle Bian, you are so childish."

Bian Ling gave him a lukewarm look.

Ye Ye immediately straightened his back and said in a serious voice, "Uncle Bian, you are so kind, I will wear it right now."

Bian Ling ignored him, he put the slippers on the ground, and then Shi Shiran looked at Bian Shen, who was taller than Bian Shen, and slightly lowered his eyebrows with a bit of indifference: "Go into the study and talk."

Bian Shen came here this time to take over a business of the group, which had been followed by Bian Ling before, so it was necessary for the two of them to meet to negotiate face to face.

He was so sharp and intelligent, he almost immediately noticed that his uncle's tone was colder than before, and he paused for a moment before saying: "Okay."

In a certain moment, Bian Shen felt absurd and funny beyond words, he thought in a trance, never thought that this cold and arrogant uncle would have a day when he would not lie because of a certain person.

But in the next moment, Bian Shen's playful mood was submerged in daze. He remembered Ye Ye when the door opened just now. It was completely wrapped by something warm.

The daze came so suddenly, Bian Shen wondered, why didn't he ever think about taking Ye Ye out of that small apartment?

He clearly saw it, saw the unfit bed, the space where it was difficult to turn around, and the boxes piled up layer upon layer, but he never thought about finding another place for him.

Bian Shen glanced back and saw the young man put on slippers, stood at the entrance and closed the door, walked to the kitchen familiarly, stooped to open the refrigerator and groped in the freezer.

He looked back.

Bian Shen followed Bian Ling into the study, and out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see something in the corner, and turned his head to recognize a red lazy sofa.

Bian Ling's house has been deserted and simple for more than ten years, and this red color pops up in the large area of ​​cool colors, which is abrupt and bright.

Bian Shen looked at the soft lazy sofa for a while, and suddenly realized that he never really cared about Ye Qing'an, so he chose to ignore it knowing all the inconveniences.

He was just not reconciled.

Unwilling to be reconciled to his big brother Rabbit, he painted a rich stroke in his world, and then disappeared into the ice and snow, just like the city full of wind and snow when he came.

And Ye Qing'an - Bian Shen saw his uncle frowning and picked up an empty AD milk jar from the table and threw it into the trash can - Ye Qing'an would not be his rabbit brother, he belonged to Xia Tian.

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It was already an hour later when Bian Shen left. Bian Ling stood by the door and watched him lean over into the car and then closed the door. When he turned around, he saw his little boy sitting crookedly on the sofa, mouthing With a popsicle in his mouth and a game controller in his hand.

Bian Ling frowned, and walked over to snatch the food: "How many sticks did you eat today?"

Ye Ye's eyes blinked: "...not many."

Uncle Bian raised his eyebrows.

Ye Ye pretended to think hard: "Two?"

Uncle Bian corrected: "This is the fourth root."

Ye Ye, who was very discerning, looked at Bian Ling's expressionless face, threw the game controller decisively, and dashed into Uncle Bian's arms: "Then I won't eat today!"

Bian Ling glanced at him condescendingly: "I can't eat for a week."

Ye Ye opened his eyes and stared at Uncle Bian's earnest warning face for a while, then couldn't hold back his giggles again: "Uncle Bian, it's very profitable to fall in love with you."

Bian Ling didn't follow Ye Ye's train of thought, and paused in doubt.

Ye Ye has already continued with a smile on his own: "Sometimes you are like my father."

One object, two experiences.

Bian Ling looked at the smug and narrow smile on the little boy's face, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Ye Ye's arm, and when the other party pressed against him due to inertia, he pressed his warm fingers on Ye Ye's slender body through the thin pajamas. On his back, he asked threateningly: "Say it again?"

"Father." Ye Ye took a breath, his eyes sparkled, his little face flushed with excitement, and the ice cream he just ate seemed to be boiling hot, "Are you going to clean me up?"

Bian Ling laughed suddenly, his hoarse voice was like a thin hook: "Bad boy."

Then he lived up to everyone's expectations and pressed the ignorant Ye Ye on the sofa to clean up. It was so refreshing that Ye Ye melted into Uncle Bian's embrace like a piece of butter in the microwave.

Ye Ye fell in love with Uncle Bian's long and meticulous foreplay every time, the spring in his cold brows, and the sound of hot breathing in his ears. He reached out and touched Uncle Bian's sweaty chin, feeling his heart Hot and hot.

Ye Ye thought, this is truly stunning.

He can look good for years.

Just as this thought bubbled up, the system quickly appeared inexplicably: [Your mission has been completed, just like the previous world, the longer you delay, the more points you will deduct. 】

Ye Ye: "..."

Ye Ye sincerely asked: "Really, do you have to discuss this kind of issue with me at this time every time?"

System: [This question has been explained to you. 】

Ye Ye was still very sincere: "That's why I'm offering my opinion for you to change next time."

system:【...】

Ye Ye made room for Uncle Bian, who was done with his work, to get up. The latter sorted out his clothes and went to the bathroom, and came back with a towel to clean up for the lazy and playful kid.

He frowned at Uncle Bian, and said to the system: "It's okay, let's deduct the points first."

"Let's talk after deducting."

Bian Ling raised his eyes and saw Ye Ye smiling sweetly at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"You are so kind." Ye Ye said, his eyes silently fell on Bian Ling, who was half squatting in front of the sofa and holding a towel in his hand. Half a difference, "I really like you."

His tone was intimate, with 12 points of enthusiasm, and the admiration in his eyes almost flowed down the corners of his eyes.

Bian Ling looked into the little boy's eyes.

Or maybe it did flow down, and it flowed over his chest like magma.

What day did it start?

He tacitly allowed Ye Ye to rub against his side when he was sleeping, like an octopus reborn on his body, and he was used to waiting for Ye Ye to get up in a daze after getting up in the morning, grabbing his tie and tying it for him. When the night is cold and the air conditioner is turned on without covering the quilt, he frowns and accuses like an annoying middle-aged man.

Those steaming breakfasts, warm nights, and Ye Ye who piled up countless daily trivialities, in the end, arbitrarily occupied Bian Ling's world, and planted a flag on the top of the Alps to declare victory.

"How much do you like it?" Bian Ling asked.

Ye Ye smiled mysteriously: "You will know later."

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I feel like the next chapter will soon end this world (??????)??