you better not like me

Zhan Ke rushed to the door in a flash, and stepped into the door. The speed was so fast that Chen Yan didn't even have time to take a step back. The two were so close that their chests were almost touching.

Immediately afterwards, Zhan Ke reached back and put his hand on Chen Yan's hand on the doorknob, and closed the door with his hand.

The door closed softly.

It was not light enough to wake Chen Yan up.

"you--"

Jian Le originally adhered to the heart of "not being nosy", and after responding to Chen Yan's words, she obediently sat on the sofa and waited, listening to the conversation between the two at the door getting more and more out of order, afraid that the two would get up and go Take two steps towards the door.

Unexpectedly, with the soft closing sound of the door, he saw two people standing at the door who seemed to be close together.

He saw the tall man's hand, holding Chen Yan's hand.

Chen Yan took a quick step back and pulled his hand out of Zhan Ke's. He turned his head to look at Jian Le with a dull expression, and suddenly had an urge to beat the two of them out together.

"you--"

"Are you guys having a conflict?"

Chen Yan: "?"

Zhan Ke: "..."

"Don't fight. Sit down and talk slowly. It will always make sense. If it's inconvenient today, I'll go back first." Jian Le looked at Chen Yan, "Brother Chen Yan, please tell Sister Ji Yi, I'll wait another day Come and ask her."

Chen Yan couldn't keep up with his brain circuit for a while, and nodded slightly stiffly, "Okay."

Jian Le went back to pick up her bag, and when she reached the door, the three of them crowded into a cramped place, Zhan Ke gave him a cold look, and he almost shivered.

Jian Le swallowed, and looked at Chen Yan worriedly: "Brother Chen Yan, you...be careful."

Chen Yan smiled awkwardly, then pulled Zhan Ke to move away from the door.

Jian Le pushed open the door, summoned up her courage and said to Zhan Ke who looked fierce, "You, don't hit people!"

Then he stared at Zhan Ke with a murderous gaze and ran away quickly.

Zhan Ke breathed a sigh of relief, this young man was too arrogant, he cared about Chen Yan in front of him, and dared to say such nonsense.

He clenched his fists tightly, but he ran away like a rabbit.

He was busy getting angry, when he heard Chen Yan cough, he regained his senses.

He suddenly thought - why does this person think he wants to hit Chen Yan? ?

"I didn't intend to hit you," Zhan Ke explained helplessly, "I really didn't, he was talking nonsense. How could I hit you? He is really sick."

Chen Yan turned and walked towards the sofa, not bothering to answer him a word.

Zhan Ke, who couldn't receive a reply, panicked even more, and chased after him and said, "I really didn't, he was talking nonsense, I didn't."

Chen Yan sat down and looked up at him coolly: "I know."

After a pause, he added with a sneer: "If you dare to do something, I've already beaten you out."

Zhan Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and stood in front of him like a student being scolded. Chen Yan was the dean of the trainee.

It's just that the dean looked too careless, and really didn't care about the students at all.

Although Chen Yan treated him as if he didn't exist, he didn't feel embarrassed at all standing there.

A posthumous mood.

A warm feeling ignited in his heart belatedly, he finally saw Chen Yan.

Thirteen days.

He finally saw Chen Yan.

"Are you busy recently?" Zhan Ke asked softly.

The person who looked fierce on weekdays withdrew all his sharpness when facing Chen Yan.

He stared at Chen Yan closely, inch by inch from the top of his head.

He is a little more serious than examining the questions in the college entrance examination.

Chen Yan: "On vacation."

Zhan Ke said "oh", and after a pause for a few seconds, he tentatively asked, "Did you not see the text message? Did you delete me? Or the phone..."

"I saw it, I didn't delete it, the latest model of mobile phone, I'm very luxurious." Chen Yan raised the mobile phone and shook it twice in front of his eyes.

Zhan Ke pulled out a smile that didn't look like a smile at all, and said in a strange way: "That's good."

Then he asked again: "Then why...don't reply."

Chen Yan frowned lightly, "Because I don't want to."

Zhan Ke froze, then quickly recovered, and smiled hard, "It's okay, just see it."

Chen Yan: "Stop posting again."

Zhan Ke's smile faded, "Is it too noisy?"

Chen Yan shook his head and said, "Everyone is silent except the phone."

Zhan Kemu said, "Then...it doesn't matter if you don't answer, as long as you can see it."

Chen Yan: "I said, stop posting, it's annoying."

irritable.

impatient.

Especially irritable.

The impatience that could not be relieved for a long time.

He hated it so much.

"Then I won't post it anymore." Zhan Ke hurriedly agreed when he heard that he was annoying.

After a few seconds of silence, he belatedly asked, "Then how can I contact you."

He knew that Chen Yan didn't like to make phone calls.

Chen Yan didn't like to make phone calls in the past, and everyone except Zhan Ke, who called him, would not be surprised to receive the sentence "If you have something to say, it's okay to hang up".

In the past, Zhan Ke had privileges, and Chen Yan would take the initiative to call him.

It disappeared later, and now when he calls Chen Yan, he will also receive the habitual "hang up if you have something to say and nothing to do".

He doesn't like calling.

He doesn't like texting either.

He doesn't like seeing him all the time.

"Why do you have to contact me?" Chen Yan asked back.

Zhan Ke said softly, "I miss you."

Chen Yan frowned, "This is your business."

Zhan Ke: "I always want to see you."

Chen Yan: "I'm married..."

Zhan Ke: "I know you're married, Chen Yan, can you stop reminding me over and over again..."

He was a little excited, he thought he would be immune if he heard too much, but he wasn't.

Every time he heard Chen Yan say "I'm married", he would return to that burning feeling again and again, and the torment made him collapse.

Chen Yan chuckled, "You must be sick."

Zhan Ke fell silent.

Chen Yan continued: "You said you miss me, you want to see me, but how can you let me, a married man, satisfy you? Sleep with you?"

Zhan Ke choked up.

He wanted to shake his head and say no.

But the action stopped again, and he asked himself in his heart: no?

What he wanted was to be able to see Chen Yan all the time, but at the same time he really couldn't control Chen Yan.

So really no?

It's just that he doesn't dare to think about it yet.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Chen Yan smiled and said, "It's useless for you to tell me, why don't you discuss it with my wife?"

Zhan Ke: "What?"

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows at him, "You are so determined to have sex with her, why don't you say hello to her? What if she finds out and divorces me in the future? Doesn't everyone know that I am gay?"

"And know you are."

"Not only are you gay, you're still a mistress."

"What do you think they'll say about you?"

Chen Yan raised his eyes and looked at him, turning a blind eye to the sorrow in his eyes, "What does education mean, and what does social status mean, you will only be treated like a mouse."

"The price is a bit high, and I, who have been gay for more than 20 years, don't think it matters."

"Do you want to?"