if you catch up

After this conversation, Xiao Yuan seemed to have pursued Yi Yang seriously.

During the day, he had to go to class, and Xiao Yuan also had to go to work, so there wasn't much interaction.

Although recently he and the professor have more chances to go to the company, but after all, it is business, Xiao Yuan has always been meticulous in his attitude towards work, and distinguishes between public and private, so basically he can't talk to him.

But the strange thing is that as soon as he gets off work, Xiao Yuan will appear by his side on time, and then take the subway home with him.

Of course he would not skip work early, so once he deliberately delayed leaving get off work for an hour, thinking that he would always follow this time?

As a result, as soon as the front foot left the company, Xiao Yuan followed up on the back foot.

...Did he install surveillance on himself?

Of course Yi Yang would ignore him, he said he didn't care.

But no matter how you don't care, Xiao Yuan is such a big living person, following him at the same pace with a distance of one meter, her eyes following him like a shadow, she can't ignore it.

Once Yi Yang couldn't hold back and said to him: "Can you stop following me?!"

Xiao Yuan: "I'm going home."

Yi Yang: "Then don't just go home with me!"

Xiao Yuan didn't change her face: "I'm off work."

Is this the meaning of "I just like to leave work at this time, and I just want to go home like this, and you don't care about it"?

Yi Yang choked, and said angrily: "Rogue", turned around and left.

But in fact, Xiao Yuan didn't do anything along the way. He was not a talkative person, and he would only keep his eyes firmly on Yi Yang. Wherever he went, his eyes followed.

If Yi Yang turns his head back, he will definitely find that those obsidian-like eyes are gentle, nostalgic and helpless.

Unfortunately, Yi Yang never looked back.

After returning home, Xiao Yuan didn't bother much, he closed the door, and Xiao Yuan went upstairs.

But Yi Yang always likes to deal with work or study tasks first. Sometimes when there are too many things to do, it is inevitable that he will miss the time for eating. Of course, Yi Yang refused to have a hot and delicious dinner, or to carry a bag of tender and fresh ingredients. He slammed the door and gave Xiao Yuan a face.

But within a minute, the doorbell rang crazily again. He was so mad that he ran to the study and ignored it.

It was already more than an hour after he dealt with everything restlessly.

He leaned on the table and hesitated whether to take a look.

Just one glance to see if he is still there.

He walked into the living room, the doorbell didn't ring again, and he was relieved for a while, but... his chest was still stuffy.

He turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Perhaps he heard his footsteps, and there were a few powerful knocks on the door,

"Dong dong dong".

Yi Yang was startled, paused for a few seconds, and then ran to open the door.

Xiao Yuan was still standing straight at the door, the porridge in her hand had already run out of heat.

Yi Yang couldn't speak, and the feeling of powerlessness came up again.

In the end, Yi Yang let him in and watched him skillfully heat up the porridge and bring it to him.

Once or twice, Yi Yang found out that Xiao Yuan would not look for him at home, but as long as he missed the meal time, Xiao Yuan would knock on his door on time, just like every time he followed him to get off work on time.

He really didn't install any monitors on himself, did he?

Although he was puzzled, it didn't take long for Yi Yang to change this bad habit. He couldn't miss a meal if he missed anything, and there was always food in the refrigerator.

It's just that in the face of Xiao Yuan, besides being powerless, there is also a sense of helplessness.

The Atlantic sea breeze seems to be gentle, but in fact it is stubborn. It perseveres and blows a few new rains, ushering in April.

The horse chestnut trees on the roadside are gradually showing dots of white flower bones, some of which are already clustered together as if they can't wait any longer. The small bunches are bright, full and fragrant.

Chen Fan called Yi Yang early in the morning and asked him to see his father. He went around to the hospital to pick him up. He also said that Chen's mother had been preparing for a long time and planned to show her talents. If she came back too late, they would be nice .

Yi Yang smiled and said, okay, you must not be late, and then reported the time.

Putting down the phone, Yi Yang's heart felt warm, and there was a gentle smile in his eyes.

Today is his birthday.

Every year on this day, Chen Fan always calls him early, and then comes to pick him up in the afternoon. Mother Chen also buys all kinds of ingredients in advance, adjusts the ingredients, buys the cake, and works all day in the kitchen. Father Chen came home early.

It's not that I have never declined before, and I have the nerve to make others so troublesome after being favored by others.

Besides, after his father's accident, he didn't plan to celebrate any birthday.

On this day five years ago, because of his willfulness, because of his so-called love, his father never woke up...

When he came back from the hospital quite disappointed, he found that Chen Fan's family was waiting for him at the door of his house. They packed bags, including cakes and bags of ingredients.

Father Chen smiled kindly, and said firmly, "I know Zhongqing, he loves you the most, and it makes him even more sad if you blame yourself like this, and he is happy when you are happy. What a wonderful day, today is not only about living, but also living well!" .

Mother Chen pretended to blame and complained as she walked. Since you refused to go back, we were the only ones who came here. I don't know if you are used to this kitchen.

Chen Fan just looked at him with a smile.

At that moment, Yi Yang couldn't say anything, but felt soreness in his nose.

How lucky I am.

Later, Yi Yang obediently followed Chen Fan back to Chen's house every time, and he went there by himself, so he didn't have to bother Chen's parents and Chen's mother for a hard trip.

In the afternoon, Yi Yang went to see his father as usual, and everything was as usual.

At the beginning, every time he came to the hospital, he had great expectations. Maybe if he worked harder and talked to his father more, he would wake up.

But year after year, with disappointment and disappointment, I gradually got used to it. In any case, it is better to stay the same than to get worse.

He gave his dad a full body massage, then pushed him around the hospital, said a lot, said that he would not be disobedient again, everything was fine with him, this year was fine, and the next year would be fine very good.

When Chen Fan came to pick him up in the afternoon, it was only after four o'clock in the afternoon. Chen Fan stayed with him for a while, and said a lot to the unresponsive Yi's father with a smile, and then left with Yi Yang.

The Chen family regarded his birthday as a big event. Mother Chen cooked the kitchen herself, and she really showed her skills. She cooked a large table of dishes, which were colorful, with a combination of meat and vegetables, and rich in nutrition.I also bought an exquisite small cake. Mama Chen’s kitchen is a master, and she can cook all kinds of Chinese and foreign dishes at her fingertips. The only weakness is desserts.

The atmosphere was naturally good, Yi Yang and Chen Fan made jokes, Mother Chen's parents were short-tempered, and Father Chen focused on food, nodding in agreement from time to time.They are like a real family, laughing and talking, talking and laughing, warm and harmonious.

After eating, I watched TV with Chen's mother and chatted.The children are usually busy, and they finally came back. If they have a chance to have a good talk, how can she stop.In the end, it was really getting late, it was nearly ten o'clock, and Mother Chen gave up, and reluctantly asked Chen Fan to send Yi Yang home.

The two of them were not far apart, and the car arrived downstairs after half an hour. Yi Yang said goodbye to Chen Fan, but when he opened the car door, Chen Fan held him back.

Chen Fan looked at him, his eyes slightly bent down, and the corners of his lips curled up. His face was already gentle, but in the thick night, it added a gentleness.

"Happy birthday," he said softly.

Yi Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "If you're so serious, what do you think you're going to say?"

As he spoke, he opened the car door and waved at him casually, "Thank you!".

Chen Fan watched his back as he walked up the stairs, his eyes were watery and tender, and there was a hint of helplessness.

The light was not turned on, the corridor was pitch black, and there was no sound. Yi Yang stepped on the steps heavily, and only then did the light come on.

Turning the corner of the stairs, he saw the straight and straight figure at a glance.

Xiao Yuan stood at the door of his house, wearing only thin home clothes, the corridor was cold, he didn't know how long he stood, the air molecules around him seemed to be settled, quiet and cold.

He stared at Yi Yang quietly, with the dim yellow light hitting his face, he seemed to be expressionless, but there was already a layer of frost between his brows and eyes.

Yi Yang's heart that was so relaxed that it was jumping for joy sank in an instant.

On this day, he didn't want to see Xiao Yuan at all.

He knew that it was his own fault, and had nothing to do with Xiao Yuan who was far away across the ocean at that time.

However, if he hadn't fallen in love with him, if he hadn't let go of his hand, if he hadn't loved him too much, then father would have been fine, and he is still fine now

He used to think that Xiao Yuan was also implicated by himself, so he never dared to think so, he only blamed himself.

But now, he couldn't stop his thoughts.

Feeling depressed, Yi Yang's face also turned cold.

Xiao Yuan felt a pain in her heart, are you so unwilling to see me?

"Where have you been?" His voice sounded in the silent corridor, low and hoarse.

Yi Yang became more irritable when he heard his questioning. He turned his head and said in a bad tone, "It has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Yuan's jaw tightened even more.

"Who brought you back"

Yi Yang didn't want to answer his question at all. When he stepped forward and walked around Xiao Yuan, he felt a chill.

He ignored it as best he could, took out his key and opened the door.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind behind him, and he was pulled violently and crashed into a solid chest.

Before Yi Yang could react, his lips were covered with ice.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, it's a little bit over.

Hurry up and do your homework after sending it out (T^T)

I finally kissed haha, I didn't plan to drive but Yang Yuan was too strong, so I kissed as I wrote!

Thanks for the comments and favorites, and thanks to the little baby Qianyin for the landmine memoza