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Zhong Xincheng did come to live with him, because he brought all the personal necessities he needed, set off from the distant city A, and packed and mailed himself to Yan Shu.

The towering houses intersect with the streets full of life. Zhong Xincheng is sitting in a taxi, with his right hand being held by Yan Shu, rubbing and touching, like a fortune teller reading palms.Zhong Xincheng peeked at the rearview mirror, afraid that the driver would find out, and Yan Shu rubbed his heart itchy again.

"Don't do it."

The taxi turned into the side road, and the thick sycamore tree was coiled on the side of the road, with mottled branches stretching towards the sky, the branches and leaves blocked the sunlight, and broken shadows fell on the car, covering the hands of the young people.Zhong Xincheng watched Yan Shu hold his fingers together, and whispered.

"Let's see if Xincheng is tired at the end of the semester." Yan Shu spoke eloquently, his eyes were filled with undisguised longing and admiration, which melted into a bright smile and turned into the most dazzling warm light in winter.

Blame the space of the taxi is too small, so the straightforward nostalgia can not be concealed.

Zhong Xincheng went to the house rented by Yan Shu, and her boyfriend graciously helped to carry the suitcase. The four little wheels pressed against the uneven brick road in the community, and the rattling percussion music played all the way, mixed in Yan Shu's words, like Exquisite and mischievous background sound effects.

"The house I'm renting is a bit small. I might feel wronged that you and I share the same bed, but the double bed won't be crowded."

Deceitful, deliberately small rent, thinking once you come?

Yan Shu led Zhong Xincheng into the residential area, the vines in the fence were climbing the bamboo branches, the withered flowers were half in bloom, and the blessing characters pasted on the door of the bungalow on the first floor last year were a little whitish, and the gold characters glistened in the sunlight.

"There are various breakfast shops downstairs. The neighborhood is a residential area. Life is very convenient. You can buy it when you're hungry."

But I will buy it for you in advance, or I can make you breakfast, my craft is actually not bad.

In the residential buildings, there were some small advertisements for applying for certificates and cards to repair the sewers. The residents put their bicycles at the door, and Zhong Xincheng was led by Yan Shu all the way into the elevator.

"I get off work at six o'clock in the evening, and it takes seven o'clock to get home by subway. If you want, you can go out for a walk and come back. Our house is on the 10th floor, 1012. I will tell you the password later."

It would be even better if you would go to the supermarket with me to buy groceries. It seems that we have lived together for a long time. You can play games while I cook. I don’t mind hearing your killing sound in the range hood.

The elevator lights were jumping up and down, and the transparent elevator glass was facing the community. Zhong Xincheng looked back, and could vaguely see the old man sitting in the garden playing chess, and the child playing hopscotch in the open space.

With the sound of footsteps, the sensor lights in the corridor automatically turned on, and the suitcase was dragged across the tiled floor. The two finally stopped in front of a door with a red couplet: 1012.

The six buttons sounded, Zhong Xincheng memorized the password, and entered the room with Yan Shu.

The house that Yan Shu rented was indeed small. The living room and the bedroom were basically together. The double bed was on the left side of the window sill, and on the right side was a small tea table. The TV was on the opposite wall, followed by the bathroom and the kitchen.

"Is the rent expensive?" Zhong Xincheng walked around the house, walked to the window sill and opened the curtains to look out for a while. Fortunately, the view here is wider, and the blue sky in the four corners is not hazy, and the warm light comes from the opposite building. The corner shines in, adding warmth.

The people behind did not answer, only the sound of footsteps approaching, Zhong Xincheng was still thinking about the location of this house, with windows facing the sun, the price should not be cheap.As he thought this way, he stretched out a hand behind him and pulled the curtain up again.

The sunlight was blocked out, Zhong Xincheng wanted to look back puzzledly, but suddenly he leaned over and was pushed against the balcony.Yan Shu hugged Zhong Xincheng by virtue of the difference in stature, and whispered with the child's earlobe in his mouth: "Xincheng, what do you want to say before entering someone's house?"

Zhong Xincheng's shoulder blades were pressed against the man's chest, and the strong heartbeat seemed to resonate with his flesh and blood. He tilted his head impatiently, but exposed his more sensitive neck to the shameless boyfriend behind him. "excuse me."

"Don't bother, I hope you come." Yan Shu let out a muffled laugh, and the villain, who was happy to tease the children, put his hand into the clothes of the man in his arms, put his fingertips on Zhong Xincheng's waist, and rubbed it lightly.

The reaction was more intense than expected, Zhong Xincheng suppressed his voice and gasped for a while.

"This is our home now, what should I say when I come back?" Yan Shu continued to coax.

"We don't talk when we enter the house." Zhong Xincheng was dissatisfied with being molested, he clasped Yan Shu's hand as a demon, and objected authentically.

"Welcome back, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Yan Shu smiled, and he paused every word, as if he wanted to engrave these words into Zhong Xincheng's heart, leaving an indelible mark on him.

"From now on, it will be the rules of our family, Xincheng."

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After visiting Yan Shu...their home, Zhong Xincheng began to worry about another thing: where should he sit during the live broadcast so as not to reveal the fact that the two live together.

"What's the matter, I don't need to turn on the camera in the future." Yan Shu helped Zhong Xincheng pack his clothes, and he watched happily as the two of them placed their beloved clothes side by side. The coats, underwear and even more intimate things were all placed in the same cabinet. This fact greatly satisfied Yan Shu's possessiveness, he turned his head and said happily.

"But if you want to talk, I want to talk too." Zhong Xincheng squatted on the ground and arranged the row. He looked around and said distressedly: "The room is not soundproof, so I can't go to the bathroom to broadcast live?"

"What are you talking about, I'll go if I want to go." Yan Shu said with the mentality of doting on his wife, but Zhong Xincheng had a look of "just waiting for your words".

"That's settled then."

"Xincheng is so heartless." Yan Shu complained.

Zhong Xincheng frowned, and kissed his boyfriend's face as if actively rewarding him, and was pressed back by the brazen guy for a long time before letting go.

There are few things in the house, and the items are neatly arranged. Even the two toothbrushes on the bathroom sink are next to each other head to head. I am afraid that others will not know that there are two owners in this house.But after all, Zhong Xincheng still has some inconveniences. For example, there is only one pair of slippers for bathing at home, only one pillow, and only one quilt—well, a quilt is actually exactly what he wants.

But only one pair of slippers is really troublesome, which means that two people cannot enter the bathroom at the same time.

That night, Zhong Xincheng was dragged by Yan Shu to the big shopping mall downstairs.

The two handsome young men walked on the street with a high rate of turning heads, especially in crowded shopping malls. Zhong Xincheng was forced to wear a heavy coat, and the whole person was wrapped in it, making him appear smaller.When asked why he insisted on wearing her boyfriend's clothes, Yan Shu replied:

"I bought it too small at the time, and the clerk insisted that it looked good. Now I will wear it for you and use waste."

In this way, Zhong Xincheng was forced to wear clothes that did not belong to him.

Zhong Xincheng, who was used by waste, was too angry to walk, and had to be led by Yan Shu to learn how to walk. They walked all the way into the supermarket, Yan Shu pushed the shopping cart, and Zhong Xincheng threw it into it.

There are all kinds of snacks on the shelves, and Zhong Xincheng is dazzled by the various brands and flavors of potato chips. He stands in front of the shelves with a serious face, thinking about which one is more delicious.

"I bought them all, anyway, you will eat half a bag in one live broadcast." Yan Shu leaned against the small cart with a half-smile, and scribbled in the air with his hand: "It's such a big bag."

"You pay the bill." Zhong Xincheng threw the potato chips into the car with a stern face, then turned around and took away two bags of shrimp crackers that he had reluctantly sacrificed just now to save money, with a blunt and indifferent tone.

Of course I pay the bill, I am the head of the family after all.

Thinking of this, Yan Shu suddenly felt that the burden on him was much heavier.

Supermarkets are the most popular places, with festive pop songs playing from the loudspeakers, and people coming and going in pairs, so you won’t be alone if you have someone by your side.

This kind of peaceful but warm life will not get boring after a long time, as long as it is with Zhong Xincheng, Yan Shu thought.

The days he had dreamed of for a long time had become reality in the blink of an eye.

The 1.8-meter tall man rests his elbows on the armrest of the cart, his black cotton coat covers his curved waist, and his long and narrow eyes stare at the kid choosing yogurt in front of the freezer in the dark.I saw Zhong Xincheng holding two different brands of fruit yogurt in distress, and turned to him for help.

"None of them taste good." Yan Shu smiled slyly, rubbed Zhong Xincheng's forehead, and picked up a large jar of aloe vera yogurt from the other side of the shelf.

"Oh." Zhong Xincheng put down the things in his hands, and leaned over to look at the fresh products in Yan Shu's hands. His attention was all on eating, and he didn't realize that his scheming boyfriend was stuck in a dead corner and leaned down.

"But this is a little..." Zhong Xincheng frowned, and calculated the price in his mind. Before he finished speaking, Yan Shu secretly kissed his forehead: "Expensive..."

"It's not expensive." Yan Shu, like a successful cat, squinted his eyes to see the whole process of the child's ears turning red, and curled up his lips presumptuously.

You see, I will give you bankruptcy.

Zhong Xincheng silently set a goal in his heart that was worth fighting for all his life.

After returning home, Yan Shu said that he needed to take a bath, and there seemed to be some unresolved matters at night. The water heater would take some time to boil, and he was afraid that Zhong Xincheng would have a headache when he washed too late.

The sound of water flowing from the crack in the bathroom door persistently entered Zhong Xincheng's ears. He leaned against the door, feeling a little restless.

He lived with Yan Shu.

During the day, Yan Shu asked him how long he would be here this time, and Zhong Xincheng replied half a month, but he would actually stay longer.

Both Mr. Zhong and Mrs. Zhong are businessmen. They fly around in the sky all day long. There are endless things to do when they are busy. Since they were young, the nanny aunt came to take Zhong Xincheng. There is no popularity in the big house, and the dog next door is bigger than him. There is life in the home.Zhong Xincheng said that he went on a trip with a friend, but after his parents gave him the money, he never heard from him.

Living together with a boyfriend, this matter itself has some impure hints.

But he really wants to see Yan Shu every morning when he wakes up. He will carefully observe Yan Shu's preferences, every little move, and get to know a person more deeply.

The sound of the water became more and more indistinct, tangling into a heart-pounding mandarin duck song. He raised his fingertips impatiently, behind him was the low handle of the cabinet, and the cold and uneven touch caused Zhong Xincheng to ignite heat for no reason.

While hesitating, the mobile phone on the bed rang—it was a WeChat call from Liang Tingting.

Zhong Xincheng swallowed, picked up the phone and knocked on the door.

It wasn't what he thought, how could he have bad thoughts?It's all because Liang Tingting doesn't care about the times.

Curved fingers knocked on the bathroom door, there was a gurgling sound of water flowing inside, and the washing water droplets shot on the tile wall and flowed down the gap.Yan Shu stroked the flowing hair with his hands, the white foam of the shampoo stuck to his fingertips, and the bone lines that rose and fell with his breathing were sharp and smooth.He turned off the faucet and wrapped himself in a bath towel, but his raised eyes were full of deep meaning.

It's too bad, the kid knocked on the door by himself.

The phone in Zhong Xincheng's hand was still ringing, and he stood anxiously at the door, completely unaware of what was waiting for him next.

The door opened, and a hand stretched out.

But when Zhong Xincheng came back to his senses, he had already entered the bathroom full of steam, and the steaming warmth came from all directions, trying his best to fill every inch of the gap in the space.The ticking and falling water scrambled to circle the ground, and the flowing crystal water droplets blurred Zhong Xincheng's vision, and two overlapping figures were reflected in the foggy mirror.

"When you knock on the door, you invite me."

Yan Shu licked Zhong Xincheng's lips, pressed his wet fingers against Zhong Xincheng's jaw, and spoke with an unprecedentedly dangerous tone.

Moisture, confusion, and warmth are no match for a sparking kiss.