After meeting with a mentally ill netizen, I married into a wealthy family

Tan Yuan's first reaction was, "I haven't fallen in love with Yan Shen yet."

Moreover, the relationship between them is not close enough to share family troubles, but why does Wei Chong think so?

Twin brothers, one still and one moving, is the former more loved by the elders?

"No," he recovered, and said seriously, "I don't like any of them."

Wei Chong stared at him: "Hate me?"

"I don't hate it." Although Tan Yuan felt guilty, he still told the truth, "There are some middle words between like and hate."

"What is our relationship?" Wei Chong suddenly said a line of the romantic hero.

"My friend, what else could it be?" He said in surprise.

Wei Chong smiled, and repeated his words, "Friend." His tone seemed to be sarcasm.

Talk about wishes:?

The eldest lady, Nina, lost her temper again, and she should coax him, but Tan Yuan was too sleepy, thinking about how to coax him, closed her eyes, and fell asleep until the afternoon thinking about it.

When he woke up, Wei Chong was sitting in a chair wearing earphones with a cold expression.

Tan Yuan didn't dare to provoke him, so he asked a nurse to go through the discharge procedures.Zheng Ye drove the family car to pick him up.Wei Chong stood beside him, the air pressure was a bit low, Tan Yuan was already used to Nina's temper anytime and anywhere, so she wasn't very surprised.

"Would you like to come to my house for tea?" He asked Wei Chong, "You have been in the hospital for a day, are you not tired?"

Wei Chong lowered his eyelids, unable to see if his anger had subsided: "Go."

The three of them got into the car, Zheng Ye had just taken his driver's license, and drove cautiously, trembling, for fear that the car would crash and kill people.

Tan Yuan sat upright, observing the customers around him quietly, and at the same time, felt as if the other party was observing in secret.

You should calm down, right?

If not... shouldn't have brought him home.Thinking of this, he had a headache.

When the car drove to the gate of the community, Zheng Ye "walked first", smiling very meaningfully, and talking about being aphasia for a while.

At the entrance of the unit building, he met the gossip aunt in the neighborhood again.

"Hey, isn't this... Xiao Tan's friend from before?" She looked surprised, "Young man is so handsome."

The emotion on Wei Chong's face disappeared immediately, and he continued to speak strangely: "So I've been here before."

"It was Yan Shen who came last time."

Tan Yuan was a little surprised.

Why did Wei Chong react so strongly?

"You guys met once again, but you didn't tell me." Wei Chong looked irritated.

Tan Yuan said strangely: "You didn't ask me either."

"You can tell me in advance next time."

"Yes, certainly."

Wei Chong cares so much about his brother's private affairs?

Speaking of which, who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother?

Tan Yuan was still thinking about these questions until he entered the door.

"I'm going to take a shower," Tan Yuan left him to go into the bedroom to get clothes while walking, "You make tea yourself."

"..."

Still angry?

"The tea leaves are in the cabinet." Tan Yuan added.

Wei Chong is continuing to observe.

The last time I came here, time was tight, and Wei Chong hadn't looked at Tan's house carefully, and it was the same as his last impression, a living room with no popularity, no paintings on the walls, no photo frames on the table, about life and The part of the family is almost zero, and it is impossible to see the connection with Tan Yuan.

After a while, Tan Yuan came out of the bedroom and took a roll of waterproof bandages.

"Tie a knot for me." He said as he tied up the wound on his left hand, "I'm afraid I'll get an infection from the water."

Wei Chong didn't get angry with him, and generously tied a bow in his palm.

"Thanks." He breathed a sigh of relief and walked back to the bathroom.

While taking a shower, Tan Yuan remembered that it was not safe to leave the guests whom he formally met for the first time in the living room. It seemed unsafe to take a shower by himself, but after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing in his family worthy of coveting by Nana, the richest man on the spending list.

"Didn't you make tea?" After Tan Yuan took a shower, Wei Chong was watching TV, the news station, and the table was empty.

Wei Chong remained silent and sized him up for a while, expressionless.

The eldest lady is still angry.

He calmly coaxed people: "Or do you want to drink milk tea?"

"You want to drink."

Wei Chong finally spoke.

"I want to..."

Wei Chong interrupted him with a cold face, "Where someone just got out of the hospital and drank milk tea, it's better to commit suicide."

"Oh," Tan Yuan murmured, "Then I'll drink hot water."

So the two watched the 40-minute news broadcast together, talked about getting sleepy, and thought about how to coax the boss to change his mind. They changed from sitting to half-lying, and finally fell asleep on the small sofa, receiving Wei Chong's attention. .

"Headache." He closed his eyes pitifully, "I'm so unlucky." How did I meet such a weird boss.

"Then go to bed, you didn't say it earlier."

Just as Tan Yuan straightened up from the sofa, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, his body lightened suddenly, and Wei Chong had already easily picked him up.He leaned against Wei Chong's chest and muttered, "You are so strong."

"It's because you're too thin." There was some indistinct joke in his eyes, "I just got out of the hospital, I live alone, and no one takes care of you. What's the matter with your friend?"

"Because you were here, he left." Tan Yuan lay flat on the bed, with a defenseless posture, her black hair spread out on the pure white pillow, like flowing ink.

Wei Chong twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to laugh, but his eyes were heavy: "He is so relieved of me."

Tan Yuan didn't answer, probably wondering what this sentence meant.

"Do you have a fever? You are so hot." Wei Chong returned to the topic of physical health.

Tan Yuan only felt dizzy: "Is there?"

He checked the temperature before talking about his forehead, not sure if it was a low-grade fever.Tan Yuan said that nothing happened, maybe it was because of the hot bath.

"I don't feel hot." Tan Yuan said, "Maybe your temperature is too low?"

Wei Chong turned a deaf ear, the back of his hand was still on Tan Yuan's forehead: "Maybe."

"Are you still angry?" Tan Yuan grabbed his hand, turned over and lay on his side, getting closer to Wei Chong who was standing on the edge of the bed.Because of his illness, he spoke weakly and sounded pitiful. He didn't notice it, but Wei Chong noticed it.

"No." Wei Chong's eyes couldn't tell whether it was probing or what, and they lightly fell on his cheek, "Don't think too much."

The room was silent for a while, Tan Yuan realized that he hadn't left yet, and asked strangely: "It's almost seven o'clock, you won't go home?"

"No," he sneered, "do you expect me to leave quickly?"

Here comes the yin and yang attack——

This familiar tone made Tan Yuan feel relieved, yes, this is the normal version of Wei Chong.

"No, you sit down."

"You haven't eaten dinner yet, go to bed after eating."

"no appetite."

In the end, Wei Chong pried him up and pressed his head to drink porridge before being pushed back to sleep.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes in a daze. In the dim light of the bedside, a young man was carrying him on his back and took off his shirt by the bed, revealing a thin, wheat-colored body with tight muscles and tight muscles. As for the exaggeration, the back is straight and the line from the shoulders to the arms is beautiful.

Tan Yuan's heart moved, and he thought again, it seems that there is nothing special?It's not like he hasn't seen half-naked boys playing basketball in school.But when Wei Chong turned around and casually looked down at him, Tan Yuan suddenly felt completely different.

What was the difference, he couldn't tell.

"I want to take a shower," Wei Chong stared at him lazily, and asked, "May I borrow your bathroom?"

Tan Yuan answered absent-mindedly, and continued to meditate.

Wei Chong took a shower, put on his clothes, his hair was wet, he wiped it casually a few times.The warm and dim light wiped away the sense of aggression on his body, and he looked less approachable than during the day.

"Should I accompany you tonight and sleep in the bedroom, or should I go to the living room to sleep on the sofa?" He replied a few messages, raised his eyes, and asked the owner of the arrangement for tonight very naturally.

"up to you."

Tan Yuan thought, it was not like this before, could homophobia be cured?He curiously searched for homophobic treatments on the Internet, and a relevant content immediately popped up on the zodiac horse app: [[Live]Professor Yang’s homophobic adjustment experience].

Tan Yuan thought it was a serious lecture, so he called Shang Wei Chong over to observe it together.

A man with heavy makeup talked eloquently in the live broadcast room: "Homophobia is not a disease. We can realize that they are not scary through contact with homosexuals. Come on, friends who watch the live broadcast give a gift... Thank you Loulou for sending me the plane." ...How many people are there today? Come here, deduct 1 for straight ones, and 2 for curved ones..."

"What? It must be a lie." Wei Chong sneered.

Tan Yuan was also struck by lightning, and when he turned around, he found that Wei Chong was checking 1111 in the live broadcast room.

?

There is no need to emphasize sexuality so much, how homophobic is this!

"It would be nice to have more contact with homosexuals, such as you." Wei Chong said again.

Tan Yuan blinked and retorted subconsciously: "I'm not gay."

"If you don't believe me, you must be secretly dialing 2222 in the live broadcast room."

"No!" Tan Yuan was exasperated, and hit "0.5" in the live broadcast room in front of him, "Neither of the two. Even if I'm not straight, I'm gay."

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been chattering for a long time because of Yan Shen's ambiguity.

Tan Yuan wakes up, he is half straight.

As soon as he raised his head, he suddenly looked at Shangwei Chong with complicated eyes.

"what happened?"

"I'm not interested in knowing whether you are 1, 0.5 or 0, don't imply this to me." Wei Chong frowned.

After speaking, I thought to myself, the wish is actually not 0.

The author has something to say: 1 attack, 0 reception, 0.5 is fine