you better not like me

Zhan Ke paused for a moment, then continued forward without hesitation.

Chen Yan frowned lightly, followed and walked over, followed behind and reminded: "Don't go in."

As soon as Zhan Ke took a step into the bedroom door, he froze.

It wasn't because he was finally willing to listen to Chen Yan's words, but because he saw the sleeping figure of the person lying on the bed, and the hands on the side of the bed.

Chen Yan walked over and tugged at the corner of his clothes, "I told you not to come in."

Up to now, Chen Yan's attitude has not changed a little bit, and even when he saw him frozen in place with a pale face, he still blamed him for being disobedient.

Zhan Ke gently moved his stiff fingers, looked back at Chen Yan, and looked at him deeply.

"Who is he?" Zhan Ke asked.There were obvious pain and not obvious expectations in his eyes, and his black eyes looked at Chen Yan, eager to read something from Chen Yan's eyes.

Chen Yan was forced to look at him for a few seconds, and then looked away without a trace.

He didn't dare to look at Zhan Ke.

Not afraid.

It's just because in his eyes, Zhan Ke's deeply hidden emotions are written on his face and in his eyes, and he can see it at a glance.

He was afraid that he couldn't help comforting him.

Chen Yan didn't speak, Zhan Ke was a little anxious, he reached out and grabbed Chen Yan's wrist, and asked, "Who is he?"

Zhan Ke leaned forward slightly, and Chen Yan suddenly felt oppressed.

"Friend." Chen Yan said.

From Zhan Ke's point of view, Chen Yan's eyelashes fluttered up and down, and then drooped.

Zhan Ke's hands trembled, and he was overjoyed, "A friend?" He was eager to confirm.

There's a huge difference between a friend and a stranger you don't know.

Chen Yan tried to break free from his hand, but failed. He raised his head and stared at him irritably, "What's wrong? I can't have friends?"

Zhan Ke explained: "That's not what I meant."

Of course Chen Yan knew that he didn't mean that.

It's just that he really didn't want to talk about Zhan Ke's question.

Unable to break free, Chen Yan simply walked to the living room.

Zhan Ke grabbed his wrist and followed him, as if he was being led over.

"I have something to say here, don't disturb other people's sleep." Chen Yan sat on the sofa, his left hand was caught and could not move, his right hand was holding a teacup, he blew on it leisurely, and took a sip.It's a little hot.

Zhan Ke still refused to let go, "Why does he live in your house, doesn't he have a home of his own?"

Chen Yan: "..."

Zhan Ke quickly changed his words, "I mean, doesn't he have a place to live?"

Chen Yan glanced at him, "Why do you care about these things? Does it have something to do with you?"

Zhan Ke just pretended not to hear his stinging words, not to see his indifferent eyes, and said in a low voice, "He has no place to live, I can book a hotel for him."

"Do you need me to praise you for being rich?" Chen Yan said, "Why don't you say you'll buy him a house."

Zhan Ke lowered his head and was silent for a moment, he automatically skipped this topic.

"Why didn't you make it clear on the phone, I thought it was..." Zhan Ke was still terrified.

Chen Yan clicked his tongue and said deliberately: "There are many kinds of friends, such as friends in bed."

Zhan Ke suddenly raised his head, his face turned pale again, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

Chen Yan continued: "Guess why I'm still awake in the middle of the night?"

Zhan Ke didn't dare to guess.

"Guess why he couldn't get up when he heard such a big commotion?"

Zhan Ke gripped Chen Yan's wrist tightly.

Chen Yan suffered from pain, and struggled again, "Let go! You scratched me." He pulled his hand out forcefully.

Zhan Ke came back to his senses, relaxed, just let go of his wrist, and then held his whole hand again.

He grabbed Chen Yan's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

"Don't talk nonsense."

nonsense?

Chen Yan suddenly lost his temper. He opened his arms and said provocatively, "Why don't you take it off and have a look?"

Zhan Ke didn't move.

Chen Yan put his hands on the hem of his clothes and lifted them up.

Zhan Ke quickly pressed his hand, shook his head and said, "You won't."

Chen Yan bit his back molars, "I will."

Zhan Ke lowered his head and imprisoned his hands. He didn't know whether to tell Chen Yan or himself: "You don't know how to do it."

Chen Yan hated the feeling of being told the truth while making up elaborate lies.

Whether Zhan Ke really believed that he would not, or saw that he did not, or... hypnotized himself.

It made him unhappy.

I still can't get my hands out.

Chen Yan urged, "Let go of me."

Zhan Ke seemed to be unable to hear, his eyes were in a daze, but the strength in his hands was not loose at all.

Chen Yan became anxious, lowered his head and bit his bare wrist hard.

Zhan Ke took a hissing breath and regained consciousness.

"release."

Chen Yan's eyes were cold, Zhan Ke could only relax, "Does it hurt?"

Chen Yan glanced at the tooth marks on his wrist, "Yes."

Zhan Ke put his hands between his own and rubbed them, "Sorry."

He had just rubbed it a few times, when there was another heavy "boom" in the bedroom, and Chen Yan felt his brain hurt when he heard this familiar voice.

He pulled his hand out and stood up, striding towards the bedroom.

Zhan Ke froze for a moment, and followed closely behind him.

When Chen Yan walked in, Jian Le sat on the ground sleepily.

Chen Yan went to help him, and he stretched out his hand dully, and returned to the bed with Chen Yan's strength.

Then closed his eyes.

Two seconds later—

It opened again.

"Brother Chen Yan?" Jian Le was very surprised, but her voice was too hoarse, and the voice she yelled was almost breathless.

Fortunately, Chen Yan was close, "Are you awake?" Chen Yan asked casually.

"I... what time is it?" Jian Le suddenly sat up as if she suddenly remembered something.

Chen Yan touched his pocket, it was empty, he looked back at Zhan Ke, "What time?"

Zhan Ke quickly took out his mobile phone and took a look, "Six forty."

After hearing the time, Jian Le breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh, I'm scared to death."

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, "What are you in a hurry for?"

Jian Le said with a sad face: "I thought I slept until the next afternoon, I have to go to work..."

Chen Yan laughed, "You won't say anything if you don't go to Ji Yi today, at most, I will beat you up when you go back."

Jian Le: "..."

Jian Le: "Are you really comforting me?" He got off the bed, sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the floor in a daze.

It took a long time for my brain to come to light—if I'm not at home, where can I find slippers.

So I hooked up the shoes on the ground, one by one, and bent over to put them on.

"Brother Chen Yan, did my dad... call me last night?" Jian Le raised her head and asked.

Chen Yan shook his head, "I haven't seen your mobile phone, isn't it with you?"

Jian Le was taken aback.

He touched the pocket of his trousers, then turned around and lifted the quilt.

Turning back again, I was stunned.

"It's over." He murmured: "It's over, it's over, I lost my phone again, I just bought it a few days ago."

Chen Yan looked around on the ground, but did not see the shadow of the mobile phone, "Just make a memory, and don't run to entertainment venues when you are alone in the future."

When Chen Yan thought of that man last night, his head got dizzy.

After thinking about it, I still feel that this kind of psychological shadow, Jian Le forgets him with the help of alcohol and pretends that he has never seen it.

Jian Le hugged her head and said aggrievedly: "What to do, what to do, I lost my phone, and my salary hasn't been paid yet."

He looked up at Chen Yan, his eyes were wet, probably because he got up early because of a hangover.

"Brother Chen Yan, can you lend me your mobile phone?"

Chen Yan raised his empty hands, "Put it outside." He remembered what Ji Yi told him last night, "Ji Yi called your father and said that your father was very worried about you, and she told your father that you lived at a friend's house Yes, your father told you to go home early."

Jian Le blinked blankly, "Ah."

He responded, but there was no response.

The air was silent for about a minute, and Jian Le's brain finally worked.

He suddenly woke up, "My dad actually... I thought he really wanted to kill me."

Chen Yan couldn't talk about the relationship between father and son, so he changed the topic, "Do you still want to borrow your phone?"

Jian Le bit her lower lip, thought for a while, and then nodded, "Yes, yes." He had to see his father's attitude.

Chen Yan turned around and wanted to go out to get it, but was stopped by Zhan Ke as soon as he turned his head, "Use mine."

A voice suddenly sounded, and Jian Le trembled all over.

"Damn it!" He raised his eyes only to notice that there was still a person standing at the door, and he twitched in fright.

Zhan Ke glanced at him coldly, didn't save another look, and handed the phone to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan asked: "Do you use it?"

Jian Le stared at Zhan Ke's face, shrank her neck, nodded, "yes."

I don't know if Father Jian's attitude suddenly changed after one night, or because he said "worried" just for outsiders to hear.

After Jian Le dialed the phone, she didn't even have a chance to speak. She scolded her head and face, but Jian Le agreed in a low voice with an "um".

At the end, Father Jian said: "I asked your aunt, and your aunt said that she has made an appointment with a psychologist for you."

Jian Le's hand holding the phone froze.

"what?"

Father Jian raised his voice, "Get back early!"

"What psychiatrist?" Jian Le frowned and was also angry.

It was understandable for Jane's father to scold him for staying out all night, but he protested by running away from home, and even asked him to see a psychiatrist.

Father Jian's voice full of anger came: "Are you embarrassed to ask me? If you are normal, why should I go to your aunt to ask such a shameful thing? Do you know how your aunt will laugh at me and your mother behind my back? , we worked so hard to raise you, you are not only ashamed, but also ashamed."

Jian Le's breathing became heavier, "Since you feel ashamed of me, don't look for me."

Father Jian became even angrier, "What did you say?!" Jian Le heard the sound of slapping the table heavily, and Father Jian continued: "You go home immediately! Are you talking to those dubious friends outside of you? Learning to be bad? I should have suspected that you were being led to be bad. You never talked back before, but now you dare to say anything. You must see this psychiatrist today!"

Jian Le stood up, "My friends? What kind of friends do I have? Haven't you investigated all my friends one by one? I was born with a natural, and I was born with an abnormality. A psychiatrist can't cure me! "

Chen Yan, who was originally sitting in the living room, had no intention of disturbing him, but the house was too small and not soundproof.All of Jian Le's words reached his ears, and Chen Yan's heart was instantly overwhelmed, and he felt suddenly nauseated to the point of vomiting.

But the stomach is empty, and the feeling of wanting to vomit is not from the body.

disease.

disease.

disease.

Who is sick?

Who is sick?

Is it their fault?

Are they wrong?

Chen Yan clenched his teeth, unable to control his wild thoughts.

When he was struggling with himself repeatedly in his heart, he suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Immediately afterwards, the ears were covered with hands.

Zhan Ke leaned close to his ear and kissed him gently on the side of his face.

When his voice reached Chen Yan's ears, it seemed to be blocked by thousands of layers, but it was so close at hand.

"Be good, don't think about it, you are not wrong."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-0601:33:51~2020-06-0701:22:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1.8 meters eight;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of salted fish without turning over; 10 bottles of Handenglie and Trifoliate trifoliate; 1 bottle of autistic netizen;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!