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Cheng Yang exhaled the smoke slowly, his eyes were always looking at the sea, and the silver light of the bright moon on the sea was reflected in his pupils.

Chu Fan stared at the silent Cheng Yang, he did not take the initiative to resolve the embarrassment as usual, he was waiting, waiting for an answer.

Cheng Yang spoke after a long time, "What's the matter with you and Gu Yuan?"

Chu Fan didn't answer, and still kept his previous posture staring at Cheng Yang.

Cheng Yang's beautiful face under the moonlight showed a bit of coldness and loneliness. He turned his head to look at Chu Fan's persistent gaze, flicked the cigarette ash, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly: "It's pretty good here."

Chu Fan was naturally dissatisfied with such a vague answer, and when he wanted to ask again, Cheng Yang suddenly put his arms around Chu Fan's waist and brought him into his arms.Chu Fan didn't realize what Cheng Yang was going to do for a while, and he looked dazed.

Cheng Yang found it interesting, lowered his head and kissed Chu Fan's lips with a smile.

Chu Fan's heart was beating violently, and he was completely addicted to Cheng Yang's forceful kiss. As soon as the kiss was over, Chu Fan had a faint smell of tobacco in his mouth.

With a slight smile on the corner of Cheng Yang's mouth, he asked softly, "Tell me about you and Gu Yuan?"

Chu Fan was so fascinated by Cheng Yang, who rarely showed a smile, that he didn't even bother to ask questions. Naturally, he was happy to answer every question, but Chu Fan still avoided some stories about his fathers.

The past described by Chu Fan, to Cheng Yang's ears, is that Chu Fan's father and Gu Yuan's father were in love but not together, and then each married a wife and had children to form their own families.But because Gu Yuan's father never forgot about Chu Fan's father, Gu Yuan came back to find fault, and a series of tragedies occurred.

"Then you hate him so much, why don't you send him off the island?"

Chu Fan took a cigarette from Cheng Yang's hand and took a puff, "It's useless, he has a boat, and he can sail and come back by himself. If my dad hadn't told me to treat him well before he went to the sea to save him, his leg would be broken." I wouldn't even save him. I don't know why my dad ordered this, as if he knew he couldn't come back. "

"Your father is great, he can do this for the child of his ex-lover."

Chu Fan rested his head on Cheng Yang's lap, thinking about the past, and nodded, "Yeah, it's really great in my eyes. I was raised by one person. I really hate that man. Fame and fortune abandoned my father, married another woman and had children, and his son even killed my father, I don’t know if he owed them in his previous life.”

Cheng Yang inserted his slender fingers into Chu Fan's soft black hair, and said in thought: "In the end, I committed suicide for your father, so I have feelings for your father, too."

Chu Fan took the last puff of his cigarette, threw the cigarette butt away, and looked at Cheng Yang above his head, "Who knows, maybe it's for atonement, to atone for his son, how could a father who really loves me have a child with another woman? For example, I can't get up with women, I'm born curvy."

"What about you?" Chu Fan reached out and touched Cheng Yang's face, "Are you okay with women?"

Cheng Yang looked into Chu Fan's eyes and said nothing.

Chu Fan said to himself, "Oh, I forgot, you seem to be straight?"

Cheng Yang didn't answer, but put his hand into Chu Fan's neckline, bowed his head and kissed the lips of the man in his arms.

The next day, when the sun was high, Chu Fan was still pretending under the covers with Cheng Yang.

Chuhe came carelessly, and entered without knocking on the door, "Uncle——"

The next moment the scene in the house turned Chuhe into petrification, Chu Fan was so startled that he shrank into the quilt with only his head exposed, Cheng Yang was the most calm, he held Chu Fan's face in his arms and kissed him hard, and looked at Chuhe provocatively , "Still going out?"

Chu He's face was red, and he clenched his fists and ran away angrily.

Chu Fan was somewhat embarrassed to be bumped into by Chu He. After all, he grew up watching Chu He, and the more familiar he was, the more awkward he became.Chuhe also seemed to have been hit hard, and hadn't come to Chu Fan for a long time.

The days passed day by day, and it was December in a blink of an eye.

Although the winter in the small fishing village is not particularly cold, the average temperature is around minus 10 degrees.

The winter clothes of the villagers are very simple, big cotton jacket and cotton trousers, and most of the time they go out to meet people directly in the cotton jacket and cotton trousers.Chu Fan's cotton-padded jacket was bright red with flowers on it, and it was soiled and bulky. Cheng Yang frowned frequently when he saw it.

Knowing that Cheng Yang would not like this kind of floral fabric, Chu Fan ran from house to house before finding pure black fabric to make two sets of cotton clothes for Cheng Yang. Cheng Yang was so ugly that he didn't want to look in the mirror.

Most of the households in the fishing village do not have good heating facilities, and they rely on hard resistance in winter.

Chu Fan's family has an electric blanket and a little sun, and is considered the wealthiest family in the village.

Cheng Yang is afraid of the cold, and his hands and feet are cold in winter. Every time before going to bed, Chu Fan would fill Cheng Yang with two hot water bottles, one to warm his feet and the other to warm his hands.But Cheng Yang who warmed his hands usually didn't need it. He just hugged Chu Fan and put his cold hands into Chu Fan's clothes to touch his belly or chest. It felt fleshy, warm and comfortable.

In the past two months, Chu Fan got fatter, his face became a bit rounder, and he also became very lethargic. Chu Fan didn't know what happened, why did he gain weight even though he couldn't eat much.

At ten o'clock in the morning, after breakfast, Chu Fan sat at the table and took notes in a small notebook.He wrote seriously, eating sour ebony plums while writing.

Cheng Yang was sitting on the bed reading a book, with the little sun emitting warmth beside him.

Chu Fan made a loud noise while eating, which affected Cheng Yang's reading. He reminded Chu Fan once, but Chu Fan forgot it after a while.

When he raised his head again to remind him, he found that Chu Fan was surrounded by ebony cores, and there were no ebony plums on the plate, and Chu Fan was still subconsciously reaching out to grab them.

Cheng Yang thought for a while and asked, "You seem to like sour food very much recently."

"Huh?" Chu Fan stopped writing, "Really? What you said seems to be true. I think it may be that I have eaten too much seafood, meat, etc., and now I want to eat something to relieve my tiredness."

"Maybe." Cheng Yang turned a page of the book and asked again, "What do you remember? It seems that you have memorized for several days."

"Accounts, how much money did each household get from me, how much effort was made during the harvest, how many fish were caught, and the end of the year is about to start selling seafood, how much did they salvage, and how much did they sell? I have to write it down. By the way, it’s time to collect the big net today, will you follow me to have a look? It’s boring to stay in the room all the time.”

After winter, Cheng Yang didn’t play cards very much. No one else’s house was as warm as Chu Fan’s. Although it was a bit boring, he could always think of ways to pass the time. He could either read a book or exercise with Chu Fan. Yang couldn't get over this freshness no matter what, he and Chu Fan were too compatible.

Cheng Yang put down the book, "Let's go."

After the two put on the cotton clothes, Chu Fan took the scarf he wove for Cheng Yang and wrapped it around Cheng Yang's feet, and kissed Cheng Yang's mouth by the way.

During this period of time, Chu Fan found that he loved Cheng Yang more and more, this kind of love was different from before, and now he found a sense of belonging from body to heart.This sense of belonging made Chu Fan feel that Cheng Yang had him in his heart, and they got along more and more tacitly, and Cheng Yang never mentioned the matter of leaving again.

He was worried, and after insinuating several times, Cheng Yang was not interested in the topic of outlying islands, which made Chu Fan more convinced that Cheng Yang was willing to stay here.

Pengying Island in winter is wet and cold. It’s okay if the wind is not strong. If the wind is strong, the cold wind blowing on the skin seems to penetrate into the bones.

The port is very lively. During this period of time, fishermen are busy fishing and hoarding fish, waiting for a good price in the de-island period in a few days, and then use the money to buy new year's goods and new clothes.

Chu Fan went door to door with a small notebook to record how much fish was caught, Cheng Yang did nothing, just sat and watched.

Except for Gu Yuan and Chu He, no one knew about the relationship between the two of them, but some people in the village also saw some clues or saw through it.

The time to leave the island is approaching, not only Chu Fan is busy, but also a group of juniors who are about to be sent out of the island are also packing their things and saying their final farewell to the old people in the village.

It was already dark when Chu Fan remembered the last returning fishing boat, and the sky was dark blue-gray.Chu Fan walked over and took Cheng Yang's cold hand and breathed out, "Is it cold? Your hands are so cold, I'll make fish soup for you when I go back."

Seeing Chu Fan's face flushed from the cold, Cheng Yang felt a little weird, "Let's go."

Back home, Chu Fan made fish soup, watched Cheng Yang drink it with a smile but didn't move at all.

"Why don't you drink?"

"I feel tired and can't eat."

Cheng Yang took a sip, "I think it's okay."

Just as he was talking, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Sanya's mother led Sanya to rush in, shouting: "Chu Fan, don't care! Sanya was beaten!"

The author has something to say: Little Sun is a plug-in heating tool, similar to a radiator, but looks a lot like an electric fan, and generates heat through the heating lamp inside.