The slag of quick time travel is difficult to attack

In the Shen residence, Shen Xueru and Li Zhen were absolutely on the same page, no one could overturn the decisions made by the two elders, neither Shen Jie, nor Shen Che, nor He Zihuan.

So when Li Zhen sent Shen Che, who was flushed all over, and He Zihuan, who looked calm, into the master bedroom of the third courtyard, and told them to take a good rest, and quickly closed the door without giving any room for rebuttal, He Zihuan quickly accepted the future of intercourse, and began Looking around Shen Che's bedroom, "You've been living here?"

The room is dominated by log color and white, with forest color and blue embellishment, which is comfortable and natural.It is equipped with a desk, coffee table, sofa, cabinet, Fendi.Casa large bed, a seating area on the floor next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and two doors connecting the bathroom and cloakroom.The bedroom was clean and tidy, even too concise, revealing the coldness and indifference of the owner.

Shen Che frowned and clenched his fists, not understanding how his always prudent grandparents would let him have sex with a man.His whole body was hot and his mind was in a mess, so naturally he couldn't hear He Zihuan's words.

Seeing this, He Zihuan smiled helplessly, walked up to him and raised his voice, "Shen Che."

Shen Che suddenly raised his head, "Huh?"

"You've been living here?"

"Oh." Shen Che said in a daze: "From the age of ten, I lived in the Third Hospital alone after my sister graduated from university."

He Zihuan nodded, seeing that he was really nervous, he teased and said, "Don't worry, I won't eat you."

Shen Che froze, blinking because of the man's meaningless words, quickly looked away and said: "I just don't understand why Zu..."

"The two elders haven't fully believed it yet." He Zihuan said in a deep voice: "After all, the 'previous dust' is there. Although there is a fine line between love and hate, your lie is indeed a bit bigger."

Shen Che frowned, "Then it can't be confirmed like this."

He Zihuan raised his right arm, curled his lips and said, "Probably because I think I can't do bad things."

Shen Che blinked, but didn't realize what the other party was saying for a moment.He Zihuan's eyes dimmed because of his cute appearance, and the corners of his mouth curled up, his voice was low and sexy, "Actually, even if you can't move your hands, there are still many poses you can do."

Shen Che was stared at by those charming black eyes, and the image of the two entangled in his dream suddenly appeared in front of him. From his perspective, he actively rode on the man, twisting his waist and swinging his hips. The other party really didn't need to move.

Shen Che's face flushed as if he had been cooked, there seemed to be heat coming out of the top of his head, his heart beat faster, and his throat felt dry.He didn't dare to meet the man's eyes, and looked around the room in a panic, trying to find something to change the subject.

He Zihuan raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, "Do you understand?" Although it was a question, his tone was very certain.

Under Shen Che's cold appearance, he was very young about love, so young that He Zihuan was sure that he was a good guy, so young that He Zihuan thought he hadn't even watched the movie, but he didn't expect that this person knew everything he should know.

Shen Che's neck and ears were flushed red. He just wanted to end this topic, and said with a flash of his head, "You, you go take a bath first! It's getting late!" Man, why are these words so ambiguous!

The smile in He Zihuan's eyes grew stronger, and at this moment there was a knock on the door, breaking the ambiguous and awkward atmosphere.

He Zihuan opened the door, and outside the door was Cheng Yufei with a disillusioned face, and gave him the clean suits that were always in the car, and the new pajamas that the old lady asked to send to Shen's house, He Zihuan's size.

Cheng Yufei looked in curiously, but was blocked by the man with his body.He rolled his eyes, hung the clothes on He Zihuan's left arm, and sighed, "Oh, Brother Huan, please do it yourself." After speaking, he walked towards the guest room with heavy steps.

He Zihuan laughed when he saw his swaying back, closed the door and hung up his suit, and stopped teasing Shen Che, "I'm going to take a bath."

Shen Che nodded immediately, and paused again, looking at his right arm with plaster, "Can you do it yourself?"

He Zihuan raised his eyebrows and asked, "If not, do you want to wash it for me?"

In the blink of an eye, Shen Che turned into a boiled shrimp again, "I, I..."

The image of Shen Che helping him wipe the shower gel emerged in He Zihuan's mind. His slender, white and tender palms slid across his chest muscles. The man's throat tightened, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm just kidding. I'll wash it myself." The fire is good.

Shen Che breathed a sigh of relief, but turned to look worried, "Then your hand..."

He Zihuan took off the lanyard, asked Shen Che to wrap the plaster with plastic film, and went to the bathroom to wash up by himself.Even if he can't use one hand, the man is still very efficient, but after 10 minutes, he came out refreshed in short-sleeved pajamas, calmly said to Shen Che, "Go and wash."

While the man was taking a bath, Shen Che kept giving himself psychological hints: It’s okay, it’s just the same room, they are all men, it’s no big deal, if you are nervous, wouldn’t it mean that there is no silver 300 taels here... He finally stopped blushing and went to the bathroom to take a bath with a normal heartbeat .

He Zihuan sat on the sofa, casually picked up the book on the coffee table and flipped through it.After more than ten minutes, the bathroom door opened, and he raised his head indifferently, then froze suddenly, his eyes darkened.

Shen Che was wearing a loose white silk pajamas, his exposed skin was rosy, his fluffy black hair was still a little damp, and the drooping bangs made him look even smaller.He Zihuan could even clearly see the drop of water on the other party's collarbone protruding from the collarbone, pure and seductive, damn it... seductive.

He Zihuan lowered his eyes and looked away, took a deep breath, and when he looked up again, there was no abnormality. He closed the book with a calm expression, got up and walked to the bed, "Which side do you want to sleep on, the left or the right?"

Shen Che couldn't speak, He Zihuan teased with a slight smile, "Or do you want me to sleep on the sofa?"

Shen Che shook his head, pursed his lips, and said softly, "I sleep on the right side."

"Okay." He Zihuan walked to the left side of the big bed, lifted the quilt and sat down, signaling Shen Che to go to bed with his eyes.Shen Che swallowed, and moved to the right side step by step to get on the bed. Seeing him lying down, He Zihuan said, "Then I'll turn off the light."

Shen Che nodded, and He Zihuan immediately turned off the light and lay down on his back. The two were on the left and the other on the right. There was still a distance between them and two people could lie down.

The room fell into darkness and silence, and the sound of the other party's breathing became very obvious.Shen Che clenched the quilt tightly, turned his head to look at the man, he could vaguely see the outline of the man, the man's regular face was facing up, and he was motionless.

The man suddenly spoke in a soft voice, "It's getting late, go to sleep, good night."

Shen Che said "um", "Good night."

Shen Che originally thought that he would suffer from insomnia, but today's events were ups and downs, his mood fluctuated greatly, and he was highly concentrated. He soon became sleepy and fell into a deep sleep unconsciously, until he was awakened by the "rumbling" thunder.

Outside the window, white lightning pierced through the darkness, and thunder came with the torrential rain. Shen Che suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was terrified, his face was pale, the blood in his body seemed to be gradually freezing, and it was bitingly cold.

He stood up trembling and wanted to open the drawer of the bedside table and take out the MP3 and headset, but he missed it due to fear and panic.

The light in the room was suddenly turned on, and He Zihuan sat up straight, frowning and looking at Shen Che's pale side face and trembling arms. Is this person afraid of thunder?

"Shen Che, are you okay?"

"Boom!" Another thunderbolt struck, Shen Che trembled all over, and finally grabbed the headset, hurriedly covered his ears, pressed the MP3 play button with his fingertips trembling, and curled himself into a ball with his back facing the window.

Even with the volume turned up to maximum, no thunder can be heard.Over the past ten years, the dreamer's fear of thunder has long been rooted in Shen Che's bones.The pain and suffering that he tried to forget, thought he had forgotten, followed, irreversible, about to engulf him again.

He Zihuan frowned more and more, because of Shen Che's pained appearance, his chest was suffocating, and his heart ached uncontrollably.Finally, she understood why the old lady kept him overnight, probably because she saw the thunderstorm forecast for tonight.

Shen Che's heart was on fire, his internal organs ached, he gritted his teeth and swallowed a groan.The next moment, he suddenly fell into a strange yet familiar warm embrace. He opened his eyes in a daze, and met a pair of deep black eyes, so powerful and tolerant that he instantly forgot his fear.

He Zihuan secretly cursed a dirty word, and it was the first time that he felt that it was so troublesome to put on a plaster cast, which made him unable to embrace people in his arms as he wished.He could only stretch out his right arm, let Shen Che lean on his right shoulder, hold him tightly with his left hand, then pat Shen Che's back comfortingly, caressing the back of his head and temples.

He Zihuan lowered his head and looked at Shen Che, regardless of whether the other party could hear him or not, his smile was extremely gentle, his eyes full of affection, and he said in a deep voice: "It's okay, with me here, nothing can hurt you, there is nothing to be afraid of Yes, I'll be with you, it's okay..."

Shen Che stopped trembling, and stared at He Zihuan without blinking, as if he understood what he was saying, his lips trembled slightly, his eyes were moist, and a teardrop finally slipped from the corner of his eye.

Shen Che's chest was so sore that he used to get through it alone without crying or fussing.However, now that he has support, he is inexplicably wronged, and the wronged man has only come to him now.

Shen Che closed his eyes and took off the headset, buried his head into He Zihuan's strong chest, and wrapped his arms around the man's waist tightly.Listening to He Zihuan's steady and powerful heartbeat, the thunder gradually disappeared, the past dissipated like a cloud of smoke, the man's body temperature spread from the skin of the blind date to his chest, and his whole body was unbearably warm.

At this moment, Shen Che clearly realized that, throwing away the past and the past, ignoring the beautiful dreams of the present, no matter how many lifetimes of entanglement in the dream, whether it is love or hate, he does not know when it started or where it came from, he really has feelings for He Zihuan .

He Zihuan didn't know why Shen Che was afraid of thunder, but he knew that he had experienced the haze and there was a shadow in his heart.He Zihuan hugged him tightly in his arms, stroked his temples rhythmically, pressed his lips against the top of Shen Che's hair, and comforted him softly over and over again, "It's all over, it's over, it's okay..."

So natural and familiar, as if it has been done more than once.

Until Shen Che snuggled into his arms and fell asleep, He Zihuan hugged the person in his arms and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

The next morning, He Zihuan was woken up by two soft knocks on the door. The moment he opened his eyes, he was extremely clear, and looked down at the person in his arms.Shen Che still fell asleep because of the tossing and tossing last night.

He Zihuan's eyes softened unconsciously, he raised his head carefully, drew out his right hand, and asked someone to lie down on the pillow.Shen Che let out a soft snort as he left the man's embrace, and He Zihuan immediately hugged him and coaxed him softly, "Go to sleep, it's fine, it's still early..."

After Shen Che fell asleep again, He Zihuan got out of bed and quietly walked over to open the door.

"Good morning old lady."

"Good morning."

Li Zhen was right outside the door, and she said softly, "I'll come and see Xiao Che."

He Zihuan let the old lady in, lowered his voice and said, "Shen Che is still sleeping."

Li Zhen quietly walked to the bedside, and saw that Shen Che was really sleeping soundly, with a very relaxed expression.She took a deep breath and smiled sincerely, happy from the bottom of her heart.

After Shen Che was 13 years old, he was extremely afraid of thunder. No matter it was day or night, as long as he encountered thunder, he would be tense and unable to sleep that night, and would stay in a trance until dawn.

I can finally sleep peacefully today because there is only one person by my side.

Li Zhen smiled and walked outside the door, no longer doubting the relationship between the two, and had completely accepted He Zihuan, "When Xiao Che wakes up, you can go to the restaurant for breakfast."

He Zihuan tilted his head, looked deeply at the person on the bed with his dark eyes, and then smiled at the old lady, "Thank you, old lady, but I have something to do and I have to leave immediately, so I don't need breakfast, please forgive me."

"I was tired last night, let Shen Che sleep more, don't wake him up."

[The author has something to say]: The second update is coming~