man in suit

There is no comfortable hotel where hot water can be turned on by turning on the switch, and there are no subordinates and servants who are always around.

A dank and cold wooden house, a candle that barely lights up the house.

The windows were tightly closed and could not block the cold wind blowing in from the simple wooden walls, mixed with fine rainwater, it was very cool.

Clothes that were soaked by rain and mud were randomly thrown in the corner, and only a set of women's clothes remained in an opened wooden box. The bonfire in the house became an inviting warmth.

"You should prepare at least one wooden bucket for bathing."

There was a whitish wooden basin on the ground, and Mingchen sat on a small bench beside him, frowning slightly, washed the towel in the hot water in the wooden basin, wrung it dry, and wiped the dirt on his face and neck. muddy water.

After a little cleaning, both of them changed into the clothes of ordinary hunters. They were no longer the haute couture suits of high-class nobles, but the animal skin clothes had a different taste when worn on them. People who are good-looking and fit seem to be able to wear anything. good.

Mingchen sat by the campfire warming his hands, occasionally judging the current rain from the sound of rain coming from outside the house, and occasionally looked at He Wenxuan who was taking out the bedding from the cabinet and tidying it up on the bed.

"Is there anything you can't do?"

Tilting his head, he met Ming Chen's gaze, who was scrutinizing himself with interest, and He Wenxuan smoothed a corner of the bed sheet: "I hate the other half who escaped from marriage because of love."

It's really...humorous.

Ming Chen pursed his lips and smiled lightly, staring at the flames jumping in the brazier, and said: "In a family, the second child is often the most neglected, the eldest child is highly expected by the elders, the youngest child is the most loved, and the middle child is always It is forgotten. Even if you and He Wenhan are twin brothers, judging from the difference in personality between you and him, the crying child has milk, and you are probably the one who can't cry."

"When you concealed your identity and stayed in He's house, did you analyze me like this?" After making the bed, He Wenxuan sat by the bed and looked at the man not far away.

The rain outside the house was still pattering non-stop. The rain should not stop for a while. The house is relatively hidden in the depths of the forest. There is also the eyeliner of the universal teaching nearby.

"Generally speaking, it's easier for people like you to become mediocre," Ming Chen said with a bit of playfulness in his slow voice, "It's like when I saw you for the first time..."

"What?" Mingchen's voice and the tone of his speech, all of them had some kind of magical power that made people want to listen, not to mention that this man always touched He Wenxuan's heart.

People in love always want to explore what they look like in their lover's heart. Apart from curiosity, it is more because of caring.

"It's not attractive at all." Ming Chen replied frankly.

He Wenxuan suddenly laughed. If He Hongxue is equivalent to the He family's man standing in the light, he is probably a person with left and right hands, or a shadow.

After so many years, I have gotten used to it, used to follow He Hongxue's order to complete everything, used to clean up the mess for twin brother He Wenhan, used to put my life in a place that only I know.

If it hadn't been for Ming Chen's "sudden appearance", if he hadn't fallen in love with this man all of a sudden, maybe He Wenxuan would still be sitting in the office in District [-] blowing the air conditioner, sorting out accounts or other work, and would still be happy. Put He Hongxue's orders first.

When is it a head?

He didn't know either.

Just like what Mingchen said, as the second son in the family, he can't be as self-willed as He Wenhan, and he can't replace He Hongxue to the bright side.

But living for the benefit of the family does not mean that he has completely lost himself.

He has been waiting and searching, the seemingly peaceful and gentle man also has a tough and stubborn side, which Ming Chen did not expect when he first came into contact with He Wenxuan.

He didn't expect that He Wenxuan, who seemed so perfect to be hypocritical, would be the one who treats him best, would fall in love with him, would stubbornly follow his trail all the time, and was even willing to abandon everything to be with him.

To say innocent and romantic, but sober and rational.

"Hearing you say that, shouldn't I look disappointed and sad?" He Wenxuan smiled, got up and found a sack in the closet next to him. There were several sweet potatoes and potatoes in the bag. This is their Today's "romantic dinner".

Watching He Wenxuan throw a few sweet potatoes and potatoes into the fire, Mingchen said: "He Wenhan is an impressive bad boy, just like this pot of fire is burning at any time, what can be seen through his eyes The soul is hot too."

"He Hongxue is the kind of guy who is easy to mess with. As for you..." Ming Chen glanced at the window, and some rainwater floated into the room, "like a reflection in the water."

There is always an unreal feeling, friendly and gentle to the point of hypocrisy.

The more we get along, the more we can dig out the other side of He Wenxuan's reflection in the water. This guy is the most complicated person Mingchen has ever met. It cannot be simply described with a certain word. Every time he encounters It seems that we can always discover a new side of He Wenxuan when we are doing different things.

"call--"

After blowing off the charcoal shavings on the baked potatoes, He Wenxuan peeled the warm baked potatoes and handed them to the man curled up in the quilt on the bed.

Listening to the sound of rain falling leaves and dead branches outside the house, eating warm baked potatoes and roasted red meat in the dark cabin seems to have a special taste.

"When we get old, will we stay in a small room and make food together like we are now? You and I are too old to move." He Wenxuan broke the silence.

Even though wearing hunter clothes and eating very down-to-earth baked potatoes, Mingchen himself still doesn't feel down-to-earth, and he doesn't give any face to He Wenxuan's active atmosphere.

"I won't be unable to move when I'm old, and I won't stay in such a broken place."

After casually eating a baked potato to satisfy his hunger, Mingchen pulled the quilt over and lay down on the bed facing the wall. The best place to stay on a rainy day is under the quilt.

There was a warm breath coming from his back, followed by a pair of hands wrapping around his waist to gently hold his hand, and He Wenxuan's voice sounded warm and soft behind his ears.

Like a clear snow-capped hot spring, warm and comfortable, it can wash away the tiredness all over the body, and you want to indulge in it unconsciously.

"Yes, yes, you will wear expensive haute couture, stay in an air-conditioned room on such a cold and rainy day, with a soft and warm wool carpet under your feet, a cup of mellow coffee in your hand, and a hand-woven bed on your lap blanket..." He Wenxuan rubbed his lips against the back of Mingchen's neck affectionately, seeing that the other party didn't seem to be planning to push him away, he hugged him a little tighter, and whispered softly, "We will..."

"He Wenxuan, close your eyes and rest, or go down." Ming Chen didn't want to listen.

He knew what He Wenxuan would say, but he didn't want to hear it now, didn't want to know.

The young man behind him was silent for a few seconds, and then began to kiss the back of his ears and half-damp hair, familiar with every sensitive point of him like an intimate lover, carefully and gently teasing his flame.

This is foul.

"Can't you be quiet for a while?" Suppressing the small flame in his heart, Ming Chen slowly took a deep breath and pressed He Wenxuan's restless hand on him.

The lingering and intimacy of last night is still vivid in my memory, every tease is lingering and seductive as if the lingering rhyme is not exhausted.

He has never been a man who will be controlled by lust, and has always been a man who is called extremely abstinent. Ming Chen is proud of his strong self-control ability, but at the same time it is a kind of extreme self-abuse.

Obviously wanting that warmth, but resisting it in my heart.

He Wenxuan really didn't move anymore, do you want to be so obedient?

"Sorry, go to sleep." He Wenxuan said, "I hug you, it's so warm."

A well-educated gentleman should be able to say that.

I don't know why Ming Chen suddenly thought of Altaïr. It stands to reason that although the man was an illegitimate child of the royal family, he had received formal royal education since he was a child, but Altaïr's personality was just the opposite of He Wenxuan's.That guy is a full-fledged hooligan. When he came back from a mission and was physically and mentally exhausted, he played a sneak attack, and he must be knocked out.

"I'll ask you a question." Ming Chen said.

"Ah."

"You have to choose one or the other. Would you like to keep your beloved bird in a cage for the rest of your life, or let it go and never see it for the rest of your life?"

He Wenxuan smiled softly: "Is it a psychological problem again?" He said without hesitation, "I will probably choose the latter."

"What if you love that little bird?"

"I will hope that he will live a good life and live a happy life. Even if he is not by my side, he will feel happy..." He Wenxuan murmured, "It is probably this kind of mood. There will be regrets, but there will be no regrets."

【I will give it the best and biggest cage. I am its sky and its land. I have to get what I want. My love for it is to possess and protect it.】 They are really two completely different people.