perfect life

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when He Zihan woke up the next day.

Chen Qiran was no longer in the room, and the seat next to the bed was empty, and he suddenly had a bad feeling.

It was the same last time, when I woke up, my whole body was sore and limp, and Chen Qiran was not around - I thought he would just go out for a while and then come back, but he has been gone for more than a year.

What about this time? !He Zihan didn't dare to think about it.

He had always been insecure. On the second day after he completely handed himself over to Chen Qiran, he was not by his side when he woke up. Many years later, He Zihan felt that at that moment, they were doomed to have rough times in the future.

Her body was refreshed, without any sticky feeling, and the sheets under her body had changed from beige to dark blue - it seemed that last night, no, it should have been early morning, and Chen Qiran had indeed handled the funeral very responsibly.

He Zihan lay on the bed for a while, didn't want to get up, just lying there bored.

My waist is sore, my back hurts, and my legs are weak.

He didn't want to move, and he didn't have the strength to move—it was exhausting.

He Zihan pulled a certain thread at the head of the bed, and the curtains opened automatically.The sun must be shining again outside. I thought that Paris is also a city that is rainy all year round. It seems that I was really wrong.

He Zihan stretched out his arm to block the strong sunlight, and suddenly felt something was wrong with his arm.

After realizing what those things were on his arm, He Zihan sat up from the bed all at once.

There were dark red hickeys all over his body, not even his arms were spared!He Zihan subconsciously looked at his chest and lower abdomen, they were all hickey marks...

He didn't even spare the inner thighs and ankles. It's too much for Chen Qiran, a bastard, to have so many marks on his body.

I got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. When I was brushing my teeth, I turned around. In the mirror, my bare back was covered with hickey marks.

Although it is true that it looks like a strawberry, when did these hickey marks appear on your body? !Why don't you feel anything? !

And the culprit who created these ambiguous traces is nowhere to be seen now!He Zihan finished brushing his teeth, washing his face, and changing his clothes angrily, and was about to go downstairs when someone came upstairs suddenly.

"Wow~ He Zihan~ This room is full of ambiguity, how about it, did you have a good time last night?!"

Chen Zeyu had a smirk on his face, and He Zihan had the urge to hit someone.

"What about others?!"

"Who?"

"Chen Qiran!"

"Oh~~ how do I know. Oh, I'm here today to inform you that it's 8 o'clock in the morning tomorrow, remember, it's 8 o'clock in the morning, just dress neatly and casually. 8 o'clock is here Wait for me. Xiao Wu and I will pick you up to a mysterious place~"

"I dont go."

"Oh, go, go, go. It's very fun. I just came to inform you, you have a little temper and keep it with my brother at night, he must be happy to accept it ~ wow ha ha ha ha ~ I withdraw ~"

After finishing speaking, Chen Zeyu floated out of the room like a gust of wind.

He Zihan sat alone in the empty room, inexplicably irritable.

In the whole manor, except for the housekeeper and the driver, everyone else is French, and they don't understand a word of Chinese. He Zihan has no way to communicate with them at all.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and my stomach is already too hungry.Didn't know where the kitchen was or how to signal that I was hungry.

He Zihan didn't want to sit foolishly alone in the living room downstairs watching a French TV, and turned off the TV after changing channels twice.

The maid who was cleaning the vase saw him chattering a lot of French, but He Zihan didn't understand a single word, and wanted to ask her where the butler was, but found that she couldn't speak French and was completely incapable of communicating.

After thinking about it, if I continue to starve like this, I will faint from hunger. He Zihan managed to find a few words from the English vocabulary in his brain, "where is the master?"

That should be the way to say it, right?right?

But... the maid seemed to be unable to understand English at all, and babbled a lot of French, He Zihan gestured for her to stop talking, turned around and went upstairs to her room.

I didn't notice it when I just woke up, but now, after staying downstairs for a long time and getting used to the fresh air, I suddenly came back to this bedroom, and the strong smell of male musk deer wafted into my nostrils, making the hungry He Zihan There is an urge to queasy.

He opened all the windows of the room, walked through the corridor, and came to the balcony outside.

A person sat on the balcony sullenly, saying that it was a balcony but the sun did not shine at all, it was clearly a shaded side—well, maybe it was a balcony.

After blowing the wind for a while, He Zihan found that Paris was actually not warm at all, it was freezing cold, much colder than City C.

Without Chen Qiran by her side, Paris would not be cute at all.

Why did Chen Qiran disappear every time (Xiao Jiu: only twice~) after doing that thing.

The last time he left such a crushing note, it took him more than a year to leave.

What about this time? !He didn't leave a word, didn't say anything, after leaving so many shady marks on his body, he disappeared without a trace.

Leaving myself in this manor where there is simply no way to communicate, I ran out by myself.

Thinking of this, He Zihan decided that no matter what Chen Qiran did, he couldn't forgive him.

Simply too much!

What is he like? !

Just when he was slandering the person who tormented him to death last night, He Zihan saw that person walking by himself with a smile on his face, holding something in his hand.

Chen Qiran put the box in his hand on the coffee table on the balcony, walked over and put his hand on He Zihan's waist, "When did you wake up? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

It was still the gentle voice about to fall out of the water, and the expression was still calm and kind, but He Zihan felt that he was simply too hateful.

After hitting Chen Qiran with a punch, He Zihan yelled, "Get away!"

Chen Qiran glanced at him inexplicably, and reached out to hug him again. Seeing his appearance, He Zihan took a step back: "Stay away from me!"

"what happened?"

"Aren't you going to leave again?! You go! The farther you go, the better! It's best not to come back again!"

He Zihan didn't realize that his voice was hoarse, and the moisture in the corners of his eyes was also due to the gloomy cold wind on the balcony.

Chen Qiran strode up and hugged He Zihan in his arms, no matter how hard he struggled, he never let go of him, rubbed his wind-blown hair, and whispered in his ear: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't have let you go." You're left here by yourself. I thought you'd sleep in until the afternoon, and line up at the dessert shop downtown."

"Humph."

Because He Zihan suppressed the tears that welled up just now, his nasal cavity was filled with water, and this "hum" had a loud nasal sound.

"I heard from Xiaoyu that you were so-so about other things yesterday, and you seem to have a special liking for this pudding. I underestimated the popularity of this pudding, and I waited in line for two hours to buy it. Don't Angry, okay?"

"No. I don't want any pudding. I'm starving. You cook for me."

"Okay, what do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat pig's trotters."

"anything else?"

Chen Qiran helped He Zihan tidy his hair, then lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and kissed away the tears that didn't fall from the corners of his eyes.

"let me bite you"

"Ok?"

"You actually made so many marks on my body, how long will it take to disappear! How strange! When did you get them?!" He Zihan said as he rolled up his sleeves, showing Chen Qiran those marks on his arm.

"When I was doing it yesterday." Chen Qiran looked innocent, but He Zihan knew that this was not the truth at all.

"Fart!!! How could you kiss my back yesterday! It's all over my back!!!"

"Okay, okay... I'll do it. The ones on your back were made when you took a shower after you finished. The ones on your thighs were kissed when you wiped your body later, and the arms and chest were kissed when you were done... ..."

Chen Qiran's voice became smaller and smaller. In fact, he himself couldn't understand his crazy behavior last night, so he really kissed He Zihan from head to toe like a delicacy.

"Your relatives are crazy?!"

He Zihan asked angrily, although the tone was still vicious, but Chen Qiran was quietly relieved - he had calmed down.

"No... I couldn't hold back yesterday, I'm sorry."

Chen Qiran's sudden "I'm sorry" made He Zihan feel embarrassed again.

In fact, it was just complaining that he left himself here alone. Since he went to buy pudding for himself, he should be forgiven.

As for the traces on his body, after careful calculation, now that he wears so many clothes, he won't be seen by others, and in fact he doesn't really care...

"Okay, okay, cook for me. I'll go with you, it's so cold here."

"okay."

Chen Qiran put his arms around He Zihan's thin shoulders, wrapped his brand new dark green cashmere scarf around his neck, hugged him in his arms, and the two of them went downstairs slowly, step by step.