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In the middle of the night, when everything was silent, Song Nai was startled to realize that he had been crushed by a ghost, his mind had awakened, but he lost control over his body. For a while, Song Nai felt very familiar...

"Ji, Mr. Ji?"

He struggled to open his eyes to see who it was, but the eyelids seemed to be stuck together with glue, and after working hard for a while, he fell asleep again in a daze.

When he woke up the next day, the sun had already risen on the window sill, and Song Nai didn't feel refreshed at all, but felt that his head was heavier, resting lifelessly on his thin neck. Make him feel tired.

Looking around, there was no one else in the room, only Song Le was lying beside him, sleeping soundly like a piglet, the feeling of being suppressed last night...maybe it was his illusion.

Song Nai sat for a while, then broke free from the sticky state, and walked out with his slippers.

There was no one in the living room, and An Yang seemed to have gone out.

He just escaped from the tiger's mouth yesterday, he didn't have the energy to look around the environment, and now he just walked around An Yang's house.

The balcony is an inner balcony. Song Nai looked out and found that the residential building opposite looked familiar, half of the wall had been peeled off, and the bottom of the building was covered with red creepers. Song Nai rubbed his throbbing temples, and suddenly realized that this is not The building that Zhang Lijun rented?

That's right, the house on the far right of the fifth floor is Zhang Lijun's rented house, and there is a red advertisement posted outside the window, which he went to the shop to print.

It turned out that An Yang's home was so close.

Song Nai sighed, his stomach started to growl again, he turned and went into the kitchen to find hot water to drink, took a glass to rinse under the water, and suddenly found that both wrists were wrapped in bandages, faintly bleeding.

After feeling it carefully, the burning pain from the rough hemp rope rubbing against the skin was replaced by coolness, it should be An Yang who gave him the medicine.

Song Nai feels a little complicated about An Yang. From a personal point of view, he likes An Yang. This young man is like a beam of sunshine. Except for the occasional willfulness, he can always bring him novelty and joy in getting along with his peers. , And also saved him from fire and water several times.

But it's such a likable young man, but there is a hurdle between him and Mr. Ji that cannot be overcome...

Song Nai drank the whole pot of water before the bitter taste in his mouth was diluted. He thought it should be the taste of stomach acid. The glass reflected the person in the mirror vaguely, and the sharp jaw line was carved out like a knife. The meat and fat were burned off in those two days, and it was almost out of shape.

If An Yang hadn't saved them, he and Lele might have starved to death.

In order to repay An Yang for saving his life, Song Nai pulled himself together and prepared to contract today's lunch.

He had just opened the refrigerator when the kitchen door suddenly opened without a sound, bringing in a slight gust of wind. Song Nai turned his head vigilantly. An Yang walked behind him at some point, staring straight at him with dark eyes.

"Why do you make no sound when you walk? You startled me."

The little rabbit almost exploded, and patted his chest in shock.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally scared you." An Yang approached him, and put his knee against the slightly opened cabinet door calmly, "What are you doing?"

As he spoke, his head naturally rested on Song Nai's shoulder, and the hot air hit his neck. Song Nai froze, and avoided it uncomfortably, and put the vegetables he took out from the refrigerator into the sink as if to cover up.

"I'm going to make lunch."

An Yang's head froze in mid-air, he shrugged his shoulders, and continued to stay by the side as if nothing had happened, watching Song Nai wash the vegetables with great interest.

Although An Yang didn't continue to move, but he was too close, Song Nai was always on guard against him, his stiff expression was reflected on the surface of the water with a few broken leaves floating, An Yang had a panoramic view, and he backed away silently It's a little bit more thoughtful to leave some space for the rabbit who is in a tense state.

The washed rapeseed leaked in the vegetable basket one by one, and the bad leaves were picked out. They were green and pleasing, just like Song Nai, simple, lively and lovable. Tone said, "Brother Little Rabbit, you woke up so early."

It was already high in the sun, but Song Nai heard him yawn loudly without any image, and finally found a little comfort with him, secretly relieved, and washed a vegetable in the rushing water, "It's already It's late."

An Yang joined in at this time, took some vegetables and washed them side by side with him, touching his hands from time to time, but Song Nai didn't react too much this time.The back kitchen in the barbecue restaurant is narrower, and it is normal for the body to touch occasionally.

As soon as he thought of the barbecue restaurant, he felt that he had to contact Mr. Ji and Yu Yuan quickly to stack the last cabbage leaf neatly. He couldn't help asking An Yang again: "An Yang... please lend me your phone." He opened his eyes wide at the unmoved boy, "Please."

An Yang clicked his tongue, unable to resist the rabbit's rare coquettishness, wiped his hands, and took out the phone from his pocket.

Song Nai took it in surprise, and quickly entered Mr. Ji's number. This long string of numbers was memorized by him, a math scumbag, but the next second he found that he couldn't dial it.

An Yang showed a SIM card and said with a smile: "You have to plug this in to make a call."

This young man always likes to play pranks. Although Song Nai is often teased, he is still unavoidably fooled every time. He exhaled and raised his eyebrows to grab it, "Give it to me quickly!"

The range of motion was only slightly larger, and the weight that controlled the balance of the body suddenly failed. He was so dizzy that he almost fell down, and his back was wrapped by a strong arm. Run took a sip.

"Is Brother Little Rabbit throwing arms at me?"

Song Nai's scalp shivered, and Ye Yu's kiss flashed in his mind. Before his slack eyes could focus, he felt that Hong Xing was approaching, so he quickly turned his head, and his soft lips almost touched the corners of his mouth.

An Yang stopped, with a very aggrieved tone, "...do you hate me?"

After enduring the dizziness, his eyes gradually recovered, Song Nai hurriedly stepped back a few steps, feeling very headache, "An Yang, don't do this."

Even at this moment of being rejected bluntly, An Yang still had a habitual smile on the corner of his mouth, as if to please, but also as if he was exerting invisible pressure. He clenched his fists as if to persuade himself, "Okay, I'm not in a hurry... Brother Little Rabbit will always fall in love with me."

He has made it clear to this point, Song Nai opened his mouth, wanting to continue to persuade him to continue to dispel his messy thoughts, the ceramic knife came out of its sheath with a click, and flicked a dazzling knife flower on An Yang's hand, It plunged into the cutting board with a bang, and the pumpkin that hadn't had time to be peeled split from the middle, and the golden flesh slowly flowed out juice. Song Nai's neck felt cold, and he held back all the words in his stomach for the time being.