Drama O also has self-cultivation

Splitting headache.

It was rare for Shen Pei to lose control like this. It was not until the first ray of light in the morning that he slipped into the house that he vaguely regained his sanity.It's just that his mind was still muddled, everything seemed to be mixed into a paste, and his headache felt like it was about to explode.

In a hazy state of consciousness, he recalled the situation yesterday, but the memory of last night was so pitiful that he could hardly recall any useful images, the only thing he remembered was Xiao Yang's eyes——

What did he do?

Shen Pei opened his eyes in an instant, looking at the ceiling in disbelief.He recalled Xiao Yang's reddened eyes last night, and the end of his eyes seemed to have faded with a touch of oil paint.

Take people's hearts and souls.

He tried his best to search his incomplete memory, for fear that he had done something irreversible.He was not the one below, so naturally he couldn't find that feeling.But at least he can be sure that he didn't mark Xiao Yang.

Shen Pei heaved a sigh of relief.

If it was marked while drunk, it would be irresponsible to both him and Xiao Yang.What's more, he didn't want to...

Shen Pei dispelled those messy thoughts, got out of bed, opened the closet beside him and rummaged through his clothes.

After he and Xiao Yang separated, for convenience, most of the clothes were moved to the closet of the guest bedroom, and only large suits and the like were hung in the master bedroom.

After finding a shirt and putting it on, Shen Pei opened the door and walked to the living room.

The door of the master bedroom was open, and the quilt on the bed was neatly folded.The whole house was empty, and even the breath had a little deserted taste.

Did Xiao Yang go to school?Shen Pei thought.

He saw his mobile phone on the coffee table, walked over to sit on the sofa, and fished out the mobile phone.

Originally, he wanted to send Xiao Yang a message to ask where he was going, but just after editing, when his hand was about to land on the send button, he felt that he was really unnecessary.

"Let's talk about it when he comes back at night." Shen Pei murmured.

He deleted the text in the dialog box, and by the way, called the assistant to ask for leave.As a result, as soon as I hung up the phone, I saw a message on the phone——

Brother Shen, are you awake?Will the body be uncomfortable?You drank a lot yesterday.

Sender: Xia Shu

Shen Pei replied coldly: It's okay.Just throw the phone aside.

He had known Xia Shu for so many years, so he couldn't be ignorant of what the other party was thinking.Although he and Xiao Yangmao were far away from each other, they still went to get a certificate, held a wedding banquet and swore oaths...

Thinking of Xiao Yang, Shen Pei felt his head hurt again.

He thought of his actions yesterday, whether it was the long kiss at the beginning or the sudden emotion after he was drunk, they all really came from his heart.It is undeniable that Xiao Yang is serious... Shen Pei sighed again, and raised his arm to cover his eyes.

Damn possessive, damn involuntary.

Shen Pei's original plan was to wait for Xiao Yang to come back, and tentatively ask if the two of them made it to the end yesterday.He spent most of the day thinking about their relationship, Xiao Yang was originally in line with his preferences, and it was not impossible to give it a try.If they did, then he...then he should treat people better in the future.

First of all, let's start with communication, and slowly get to know each other... Then, what next?Come by feeling.

Uncle Shen's careful consideration has long since thrown away the "all assumptions based on the fact that he is not Xiao Yun's younger brother" that he said earlier.

However, until the sun went down and the red clouds covered most of the sky, he still couldn't wait for Xiao Yang to come back.

Except for the previous time, Xiao Yang had never returned home late, but today...not even a single message.

Shen Pei's cell phone was turned on and off, turned off and on again.The chat record with Xiao Yang has always been on yesterday's conversation.

Finally, he couldn't bear to send a message to Xiao Yang: Where did he go, why didn't he come back?

After 1 minute passed, Xiao Yang didn't reply to him.

Shen Pei stared at the screen for another minute before entering the study while spurning himself.

Shu Qing sent him the revised file, Shen Pei turned on the computer, glanced at the general content, but couldn't read it anymore.

Just like a student doing English reading without memorizing words, what goes in and what comes out, none of the sentences can be understood.

In the end, he forced himself to read the document, and gave Shu Qing a brief rectification opinion.

Then he got up and went to the living room to get his phone.

Half an hour has passed.

Xiao Yang finally responded to his message.

"My mentor and I went to run a project in the mountains of city B. I was on the plane before, and after getting off the plane and sitting in the car for a long time, I fell asleep when I was too sleepy. I am sorry to see it now. I also forgot to talk to You said it. I will trouble Mr. Shen to solve the dinner during this time."

Shen Pei finished reading Xiao Yang's message in one breath, and his eyes fell on an emoji he sent next - it was a black cat wagging its tail, it looked extraordinarily cute and cute.

The corner of his mouth subconsciously pulled an arc, and he didn't even notice it.

Shen Pei: Good.

Shen Pei: Is it time now?

Xiao Yang's typing seemed a bit slow, Shen Pei patiently looked at the "typing" above, went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water blindly.

Xiao Yang: Here we come!

Xiao Yang: The signal in the mountains is not very good, and the news cannot be sent out.

Shen Pei: It's okay.

Xiao Yang: Mr. Shen, what did you eat tonight?

Shen Pei looked up at the clean dining table guiltily, and typed the word "congee" without blushing.

It seems that he and Xiao Yang have never chatted like this, and the usual records basically end with three sentences.

Maybe guilt made him switch sex.

Xiao Yang: If you can’t get enough porridge, go and eat more.Yesterday I promised to go back and cook something for Mr. Shen, but it still didn't work out.

As soon as yesterday was mentioned, Xiao Yang's white waist, glistening deer eyes, legs hooking his waist, and intertwined heavy panting immediately flashed before Shen Pei's eyes.Those memories came one after another, and they were entwined around him for a while, unable to shake them off.

In an instant, Xinyuan rode on the Yima and ran wildly in his heart.

Shen Pei's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his fingers stiffly typed the reply: It's okay, we'll talk when we come back.

Xiao Yang: The instructor told us to go to dinner, so I will leave first.

Shen Pei: Good.

The next day, they still maintained this kind of lukewarm contact.

On the third day and the fourth day, every meal time, Xiao Yang would always send him messages on time.

Only Shen Pei knew that it had become a habit of him to count the hours every day and wait for news from Xiao Yang.

Their chat content also gradually enriched.Xiao Yang began to complain to him that there were too many mosquitoes on the mountain, biting one of his legs badly; he also complained about the bad place to stay, that the water ran out of water after taking a shower just now, which caused him to sit with his head covered in bubbles. He said that the subject this time was much more difficult than before, and Zhou Qiong was still as strict, but this little old man made several phone calls to the one at home every day.

Shen Pei clicked on the voice message from Xiao Yang, and he said aggrievedly: "I also want to talk on the phone."

Like a spring breeze blowing through a mountain forest, the ice water melted for a while, and peach blossoms bloomed all over the mountain.The scorching peach blossoms swirled upwards in an arc in the wind, covering Shen Pei's entire world.

He replied: good.

Then he called Xiao Yang.

He is not talkative, and during the one-hour call, Xiao Yang was always talking to him, and he was softly echoing here.

Xiao Yang said: "I was very delicate when I was in the eleventh middle school. If you told me at that time that I would come to do this one day, you would definitely not believe it."

"Speaking of that time, I was threatened by my brother. At that time, I certainly would not believe that I would have such a day with Mr. Shen."

"Mr. Shen, I'm afraid you hate me. I know you're upset, but... I'm sorry."

Shen Pei's hand holding the phone froze, and asked quietly in his heart: Do you hate it?

At first, I was a little reluctant, but...

It's not annoying.

"Actually, I've seen you a long time ago..."

The last sentence was too soft, like a feather, almost melting in Shen Pei's ears.

Hearing Xiao Yang's breathing, he lowered his eyes, and he didn't know how many waves he concealed in his eyes.