you better not like me

Zhan Ke was very nervous.

As long as Chen Yan says "yes", they have a future.

"Release." Chen Yan raised his hand and pushed him to hug his hand.

Zhan Ke's heart, which was hanging in the air, fell hard——

"Think again, think again."

He was so strong that Chen Yan couldn't push it, so he gave up after struggling a few times.

Just say, "I don't have the energy to think about all this nonsense."

After a pause, he pushed Zhan Ke's arm again out of anger, "Can you fucking let go?"

Zhan Ke refused, and whispered in his ear, "Give me a chance."

Chen Yan reprimanded in a deep voice: "Release."

His tone was so cold that Zhan Ke's arms trembled.He could feel that now Chen Yan was not simply overwhelmed and impatient, but really angry.

So he quickly let go of his hand, but still leaned against Chen Yan's side and refused to leave.

He didn't know what to do, and he couldn't receive Chen Yan's answer, so he could only ask in a low voice, "Is it okay" after a while?

The voice became lower and lower each time, and the sense of despair became stronger each time.

After a while, Chen Yan asked: "Do you think I can't leave you for sure?"

Zhan Ke hastily denied: "No, I didn't think so, I... I know you're doing well without me. I can't live without you, and I'm sure I can't live without you."

Although it is summer, there will be a little wind in the morning.Along the half-opened window, strands of silk drifted in, so light that the slightly heavy curtains could not even be pushed.

But the people in the room can feel the wind blowing gently on their bodies, it can't be called cool, at most it can be regarded as comfortable.

Chen Yan didn't answer, frowned lightly and pushed Zhanke's chest, his voice subconsciously carried a tone of blame, "Hot."

Zhan Ke was a little disappointed when he didn't receive an answer, he obediently moved back.

Still lying on his side, staring at Chen Yan.

"Is it still hot?" Zhan Ke asked.

Chen Yan turned his head to look at him, saw that his face was a little red, and said: "Go to sleep when you have a fever, don't keep saying that you have something, it's annoying."

Zhan Ke lowered his eyelashes, said "Oh", and then closed his eyes.

After about 1 minute, he didn't hear Chen Yan getting up and leaving. Just as he was about to ask, he heard Chen Yan sighed lightly, and said without any emotion in his voice: "I will feel very sorry. Own."

There is no beginning and no end, but Zhan Ke understands it right away.

Before he could answer, Chen Yan got up and got out of bed.

Zhan Ke opened his eyes, looked at his thin back, turned to the direction of the living room after going out the door, and couldn't see him anymore.

After Chen Yan went out, he silently picked up the phone, but he didn't press it for a long time. He grabbed the phone with a black screen in a daze and played with it for a while.

The house is small, and a little movement in the bedroom can be heard clearly in the living room, let alone a conversation.

Jian Le should have listened to the whole process.

After Chen Yan came out of his daze, his first reaction was to look at Jian Le.

But the latter was wearing white earphones and was busy working on the screen with his fingers.

As if feeling Chen Yan's gaze, Jian Le looked up at him, then took off one earphone, "Huh?"

Chen Yan said, "It's okay."

Jian Le nodded, then raised the earphone in his hand, "I found it on the sofa and used it on my own initiative."

Chen Yan said: "It's okay, use it."

Of course, Chen Yan knew why he was wearing earphones.

It was said to be two hours, but when the two hours were up, Chen Yan went in and took a look. The person on the bed was asleep.

He shouted "Get up", Zhan Ke remained motionless.

Chen Yan stood by the bed and struggled for three to five minutes, and then put the back of his hand on Zhan Ke's forehead.

hot.

Chen Yan pushed him, "Get up."

It was only then that Zhan Ke reacted a bit, closed his eyes and muttered "Let's go now, go now" in a low voice, but it was obviously difficult to move his fingers.

Chen Yan scolded "idiot" and went out, leaving him alone.

Zhan Ke slept until seven o'clock in the afternoon. At that time, Chen Yan was the only one at home, and Jian Le was called by the unscrupulous boss - Ji Yi - to help out in the store.

After waking up, Zhan Ke was sweating all over. He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling in daze. It took several minutes for him to regain consciousness.

He raised his hand and touched his forehead—the temperature had already dropped.

He vaguely felt that when he was drowsy, someone came in and called him to get up.He still consciously agreed, but he didn't get up after all.

The only one in this room who would come to wake him up is Chen Yan, if his consciousness is not confused.

When Zhan Ke walked to the living room, Chen Yan was standing by the window blowing the air. He turned his head when he heard some noises, and his eyes swept over Zhan Ke.

Zhan Ke tugged at his sweaty clothes, "Can I take a shower?"

Chen Yan came back with a teacup in his hand, "Ask me why? I'll help you take a bath?"

"No," Zhan Ke pointed at him, "Can I borrow a set of your clothes?"

Chen Yan put down his teacup and walked to the bedroom.

Zhan Ke followed closely.

Opening the closet door, Chen Yan gestured "Please" to Zhan Kebi, "You can see which one you can wear."

Although Chen Yan has the habit of buying clothes a little bigger, it doesn't mean that Zhan Ke, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, can wear his clothes.

Of course Zhan Ke knew that Chen Yan's clothes looked smaller than his when they hung in the closet.

Chen Yan looked at his clothes, then at Zhan Ke, "It doesn't seem to work."

While talking, Chen Yan raised his hand to close it, but Zhan Ke blocked it with his hand.

"Yes." Zhan Ke said.

Chen Yan raised his eyebrows, "Do you like wearing tights?"

Zhan Ke: "..."

Facts have proved that although it is not as exaggerated as a tights...but it is still half a tights.

The pants are also a bit shorter.

Although it is normal to wear ankle-length trousers in summer, once this kind of attire is put on the body... it is out of place.

Chen Yan felt awkward looking at it, but Zhan Ke didn't feel it himself, so of course he wouldn't say it.

"You should..."

As soon as Chen Yan opened his mouth, Zhan Ke knew what he wanted to say, so he interrupted hastily, "I know."

Chen Yan nodded and ignored him.

Then I felt that Zhan Ke was sitting next to him calmly, minute by minute.

Finally, Chen Yan couldn't bear it anymore.

"What do you know? Why don't you go if you know?"

Zhan Ke swallowed, turned his head and looked at Chen Yan sincerely, "I'll cook for you, I'll leave when it's done."

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment, turned his head, thought for a while, and suddenly smiled, "What's wrong with you?"

"I," Zhan Ke tugged at the hem of his clothes, "I'm afraid you'll be hungry."

Chen Yan raised his mobile phone, "Do you know that there is a takeaway?"

Zhan Ke nodded and said, "I know."

Chen Yan sneered, "So, can I still starve myself to death?"

Zhan Ke pursed his lips, and when he looked at Chen Yan, his dark eyes filled with seriousness and asked, "Is my cooking bad?"

Chen Yan frowned lightly, a little amused, "I don't seem to have said that before."

Zhan Ke said, "Then I'll cook for you."

After all, he still made up his mind to enter his kitchen.Chen Yan ignored it, and Zhan Ke assumed that he agreed, and went to work in the kitchen.

The refrigerator has the vegetables he bought in the morning, but Zhan Ke can see the extra instant noodles lined up at a glance.

He poked his head out of the kitchen and asked, "Do you eat instant noodles at home?"

Chen Yan replied without raising his head: "I'm busy, I don't have time to cook."

Chen Yan has developed a habit over the years, either he doesn't cook, but he is very serious when he does it, and he can work in the kitchen all afternoon.

Since changing jobs, his frequency of cooking has dropped dramatically.

The sound of rushing water came from the kitchen, Chen Yan rarely felt such a moment.

Ji Yi was the only one who would cook for him and take care of him so earnestly.

Chen Yan especially loves to hear such voices.

He likes the sound of cooking, boiling water, washing machine, and all traces of life.

When people are lonely for a long time, they always want some sound to accompany them.

At some point, he walked slowly to the door of the kitchen, looked at Zhan Ke who was wearing an apron cutting vegetables, walked over and patted him, "I will cut."

Zhan Ke looked back at him, but refused to let go of the hand holding the knife, "I'll cut it."

Chen Yan glanced at the dishes he had washed, and said, "Fry two more dishes, Jian Le will be back tonight."

Jane Le?

Only then did Zhan Ke know his name.

Chen Yan was thinking about this man all the time, Zhan Ke couldn't help but feel a little sour, but he still took out some vegetables from the refrigerator as he said.

He put down the knife to wash the vegetables, Chen Yan raised his hand to pick it up, "You wash, I'll cut."

There was another sound of water.

Zhan Ke has been paying attention to the cutting board, for fear that he will cut it.

"Zhan Ke." Chen Yan said suddenly.

Zhan Ke, who was in a trance, suddenly turned his head to look at him, "Huh?"

Chen Yan raised the kitchen knife, "Can you stop staring at me as I chop vegetables?"

Zhan Ke came back to his senses, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly added: "Cut it slowly, don't cut it in your hand."

Chen Yan laughed, "It seems that I was the one who cooked before, right?"

Why is he now admonishing Chen Yan, a "novice" like a master?

Zhan Ke frowned, "You always almost cut your hand before."

Chen Yan: "..."

indeed.

But Chen Yan reacted very quickly. Before the blade touched him, he had a premonition and pulled his hand away in an instant.

So blood is rare.

He is afraid of pain.

Chen Yan changed the subject, "Then what's wrong with you always cooking for me?"

Just let him hide, now there is no way to hide, right?

Zhan Ke cleared his throat, but he didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Yan clicked his tongue and said, "To grab a man's heart, you must first grab his stomach?"

Hearing this, Zhan Ke was a little embarrassed, and his hand washing the vegetables paused.

Chen Yan sighed, "Forget it, you can't master your culinary skills even after ten years of practice."

Zhan Ke put the washed vegetables in a basin and put them aside, and took the pot out of the cabinet with ease.

"Then practice for another 20 years."

Chen Yan didn't speak.

The action of chopping vegetables slowed down a little.

After a while, Zhan Ke asked again in a low voice: "Is my cooking really bad?"

Chen Yan: "..."

Chen Yan is a person who is very good at cooking.

Ji Yi especially likes to eat his cooking, and Chen Yan himself likes it too.

To let him make a pertinent comment, Zhan Kebi is still far behind the others.

"It's okay." Chen Yan said.

Zhan Ke let out a sigh of relief, "Then I will practice more."

Chen Yan wanted to say: Then you go to practice, it's none of my business.

But the air around the people beside him became dull, and he struggled for a long time without saying a word.

Jian Le was crushed by Ji Yi all afternoon, and there was another traffic jam on the road. When he came back, he was listless. He opened the door with the key Chen Yan gave him.

As soon as the door is opened——

"Salt."

"Put some more on it, and I'm not at the point where I can't afford to buy salt."

"Pour a little vinegar."

"Put a little sugar."

"So why on earth did you refuse to put chili on?"

The author has something to say: It's really not tights, it's really not leggings... (what the hell am I talking about)

今天熬夜写，写多少更多少，最少三章（我努力！！！！！）感谢在2020-06-1201:06:15~2020-06-1323:00:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Suiit and Wang Tiantian;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：栤枳20瓶；青魚望xz非自然死亡、大珠小珠落玉盘10瓶；甜甜的甜茶6瓶；久病成瘾3瓶；明淮、佛说、XYJcExs1瓶；

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