Scum smell

Yu Siyuan opened the door of the house, turned on the light, and saw the messy floor, and the living room, which seemed to have lost a lot of popularity, and looked extraordinarily empty.

He leaned on the wall, walked slowly along the layout of the house, and walked to the dining room, as if he had completely lost his strength, he fell on the chair.

The feeling of sitting on this chair seemed a bit wrong, Yu Siyuan was stunned for a while, and then remembered to touch something more.Then, he pulled out a linen pillow from under his buttocks.

Oh, right.This is when Ji Yao saw a good-looking one on the Internet, bought two, and sent one to him.

Ji Yao is very unruly when sitting. He always likes to lean on one side and twist sideways, but his favorite posture is to simply sit cross-legged on the stool, hug a pillow in his arms, and form a relaxed posture with his spine hooked. The bow and the chin are resting on the pillow, and only two arms are stretched out, playing games with great joy.

Ji Yao forgot to take this thing away.

Yu Siyuan thought dully.

Yu Siyuan has a problem since he was a child, he likes to smell the smell of people close to him, his father and his mother, Jiang Chunshui's, Jiang Qiutong's, Ji Yao's.He watched over them like an anxious dog, a miser, sure they were still there, sure enough to reassure himself.

Ji Yao laughed at his perverted habit more than once, but he laughed it off.He didn't tell Ji Yao how reassuring and joyful it was that the traces of the other party's life gradually invaded his territory.

But now that Ji Yao is gone, he also took away everything that belonged to him, leaving only this.

In the middle of the night when no one was around, he could finally let go of his reluctance.He hugged the pillow into his arms, pressed his face close, and rubbed it nostalgicly, tears poured out, and after a while, the clean pillow surface was soaked.

Jiang Qiutong sent the man home, but he didn't go in. He just helped Yu Siyuan close the door and was about to go back to his place.

He didn't drink much and is still sober.However, when he passed the trash can in the corridor, he stopped in his tracks.

Just now when Ji Yao left, he was about to pack up and throw away everything, Jiang Qiutong could hear it clearly even if he was standing on the balcony.

When he went to teach at University A, he rented a house nearby for a temporary stay.Since Ji Yao got well with him, he hasn't been there much.

However, Ji Yao avoids staying overnight at his place, let alone leave personal belongings easily.For him it was a temporary place to live, and for Ji Yao, it was like a hotel.

He didn't even leave a toothbrush, a towel, or a piece of clothing.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiutong didn't know what thoughts turned in his mind, stood still for a moment, and then lifted the lid of the trash can.

There is nothing in it.

"........."

Jiang Qiutong looked down at his hands and laughed at himself.

And Ji Yao, who was rarely treated tenderly by Fa Xiao, did not cry in Zhang He's arms.

With a playful smile on his face, he used Zhang He as a crutch, letting the other party put his shoulders on his shoulders, and after leaving the community, he directly took a taxi to the nearest hotel.

When opening the room, Zhang He struggled for a while, and then chose the big bed room in despair - Ji Yao was definitely going to sleep with him tonight.With a wooden face, he let the lady at the front desk scrutinize her secretly, and then borrowed a wheelchair from her.

Ji Yao mocked: "Oh, wheelchair, last time I didn't have the nerve to say it in front of Xu Yeye - you look so fucking in a wheelchair, she pushes you, it's like a gangster old man and young wife forbid love .”

A thin layer of sweat was already breaking out of Zhang He's temples - he was a little overwhelmed after tossing around like this: "Shut up."

Ji Yao immediately shut up, and obediently pushed the wheelchair into the room.

When seeing the big bed room, Ji Yao's body was faster than consciousness, and he whistled naturally: "It's so romantic and sexy."

Zhang He: "..."

He couldn't bear it anymore, and slapped the snake spirit, who was getting more and more uncomfortable and turned into a demon, onto the bed: "Hurry up and sleep!"

Ji Yao Maliu got up from the bed and jumped into the bathroom, poking his head out through the crack of the door: "Are you in a hurry? I'll take a shower if you don't have a urgency, and you go to bed first."

Zhang He waved him to get out of here, and then threw himself on the bed, finally recovering - for a while, he thought he would not be able to hold on anymore.

The sound of splashing water in the bathroom never stopped, he used his toes to figure out what that guy was going to do - Ji Yao would definitely turn on the water, and then cry quietly with the sound of the water.

--Headache.

He rubbed the temples of his forehead, it's really fatal to have such a product on the stall.

Sure enough, Ji Yao took this bath for a long time, so long that Zhang He almost fell asleep.When he was half asleep and half awake, he felt that the bed was heavy, and a person with moist water vapor carefully opened it and got in.

The skin is cold.

Zhang He was a little drowsy, closed his eyes, checked the other person's body temperature, and muttered, "Why take a cold shower." Then he pulled the person into his arms, patted the other person's back, "Brother, I'll keep you warm. "

After speaking, his breathing became light again. He was so tired that he fell asleep again in an instant.

Ji Yao only felt that his cold body was thrown into the hot water for ironing, and the chill that came out from the cracks in the bones was completely dispelled.He moved carefully, avoiding Zhang He's injured foot, and then stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Zhang He. He rubbed his shoulders full of attachment like a puppy, and fell asleep peacefully.

The two returned home the next day, and as soon as they got off the plane and boarded the taxi, Ji Yao asked the driver to take them to the hospital.

Zhang He's eyelids twitched: "Why are you going to the hospital?"

Ji Yao looked down at his plaster cast: "What do you think?"

Zhang He was inexplicably a little apprehensive and went dumb.

Facts have proved that Ji Yao is really fucking wise - Zhang He had a terrible death yesterday, and he jumped thousands of miles by himself, and his bones that had just shown signs of healing cracked again.

Looking at the picture taken, Ji Yao was so distressed: "Fuck, it's just a bone fracture—does it hurt?"

Just as Zhang He was about to blurt out "What do you think?", when he looked up and saw Ji Yao's red eye circles, his heart softened, he swallowed the words, and just stretched out his hand to slap the other person on the back of the head: "Then I will Don't go to death... I have to be tired, my [-]-year-old father dragged his body and ran all the way to collect your body..."

This is not a joke, Zhang He's heart almost stopped beating when Ji Yao called him yesterday, and Zhang He's heart almost stopped beating when he heard the other party describe the battle.

He was really afraid that those two men would ignore him and beat Ji Yao into a cripple.

A grown man with a strong physique, how strong he is when he is angry, look at the man who was beaten by Ji Yao before and sent to the hospital, what else does he not know.

What's more, there were two of them, and Ji Yao was at a loss and had no one to rely on, so he would definitely let them vent their anger.In case of being beaten to death or maiming...or breaking the bridge of the nose or something...

Fortunately... this guy is lucky, it seems that he just felt a little uncomfortable, and he came out with all his needs.

The doctor put a plaster cast on Zhang He again, while Ji Yao sat beside him with his head down, waiting quietly and obediently.That appearance made Zhang He feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but slapped the opponent's forehead: "What are you fussing about?"

Ji Yao frowned: "Zhang He, you really shouldn't have come to me this time, you see I'm fine, but you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang He gently pushed the back of his head.Ji Yao closed his voice, and when he turned his head, he saw him give him a small look: "Put on a plaster cast again, and I think it's worth it if you can help if you are bullied."

Ji Yao didn't speak any more.

The two went back to their respective homes, Zhang He scrubbed hastily and then fell asleep.He was so exhausted that he slept until the next afternoon. When he woke up, he heard noises coming from the kitchen.He went downstairs and saw that it was the aunt who was a part-time worker often employed by his family.

Ji and Zhang's family have no people all year round, and they don't like outsiders in the house, so they don't need a babysitter, but they often hire part-time workers.This aunt's surname is Qin, and she has been dealing with their family for many years, so Zhang He is very familiar with her.

He froze for a moment: "Why is Aunt Qin here?"

The other party said that Ji Yao was worried that no one would take care of him, so he specially called her to come over.

Zhang He was quite speechless.He pressed his forehead and asked where the other person was.Aunt Qin couldn't help laughing: "He ran to Las Vegas while you were sleeping - and asked me to tell you that you can't catch him now."

Zhang He's forehead twitched, he immediately called Ji Yao, the phone was turned off, he must have been on the plane.They don't have a direct flight to Las Vegas, so he either needs to transfer to a city like Beijing first, or he can go to New York or Los Angeles, which are accessible here.

But it didn't help - he was limping, it was impossible to chase him out of the country, and more importantly, his visa to the United States had expired.

This fucking trip is really a walk-and-go trip!

Zhang He couldn't help but swear.

After thinking about it, he called Wen Lin: "Wen Lin, is it convenient?"

Wen Lin seemed to have no class: "It's very convenient, what's the matter?"

"Did you apply for a visa with Ji Yao before?"

The opposite party was stunned for a moment, and reacted quickly: "He ran to the United States alone? What's going on?"

"It's a long story." Zhang He's head hurt so badly, he simply said the bullshit, "Is it convenient for you to come? He has something in his heart, and I'm afraid he will play himself badly—— In Las Vegas, I don't feel at ease."

Wen Lin lowered his eyes, staring at the golden spot of sunlight on the table, and then smiled: "Zhang He, are you his father?"

Zhang He was taken aback, but didn't hear clearly: "...what?"

Wen Lin repeated it patiently: "I mean - don't you think it's a bit too lenient for you to take care of yourself? After all, Ji Yao is an adult."

Zhang He blinked: "Xu Yeye told you to say that?"

No wonder he reacted like this immediately - he didn't hide from Xu Yeye that he went to pick up someone in City H yesterday, but he didn't discuss it with the other party - Zhang He didn't give Xu Yeye the answer until he arrived at Yu Siyuan's downstairs. Called and explained the situation.

Xu Yeye... Xu Yeye exploded on the spot. After scolding him, he directly hung up the phone.

No, the two haven't reconciled yet.

Wen Lin: "..."

He didn't think he had anything to say to the horrible rectum.

Zhang He: "?"

"..." Wen Lin silently swallowed back the words that were half admonishing, half provocative, "It's nothing—okay, I'll go over there and drag him back."

"..." Zhang He was in a delicate mood. He felt that he was behind his back all day long, and sneered in front of Ji Yao, but now that something happened, Wen Lin agreed without saying a word—although this was probably because of Ji Yao's charm.

But how to put it, it still made him feel like a villain inexplicably.

"Thanks, I owe you a favor," he said seriously, "but you are not allowed to take the opportunity to bully him."

Wen Lin was overjoyed, and couldn't help but verbally took advantage of Ji Yao: "I can't take what you said—to what extent can I be considered 'bullying him'?"

Zhang He resisted the chills of being a straight man who associated himself with specific situations, and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms: "Don't force yourself."

This means, if it is not strong, then it is up to you?

Wen Lin smiled inexplicably, and hung up the phone directly.

Holding the phone, Zhang He was a little dazed.He knew that Wen Lin didn't have a close relationship with him, but now it seemed that it wasn't just a lack of friendship - it was obvious that he couldn't understand him!

Are gays just so unreasonable?Even Wen Lin, who used to be a straight man?

Wen Lin: Hehe.

Standing at the top of the food chain, Zhang He didn't understand the sour envy and hatred of being Wen Lin. He consciously let go of his thoughts, sent a message to Ji Yao in a refreshed manner, and went upstairs to play games.