I see myself

The holidays passed quickly, and apart from the unharmonious bed, the two of them had a tacit understanding than before. Even Xiao Xiao stayed, and from time to time, he had to quarrel with the young master.

At this moment, Jiang Yansheng was wearing sunglasses and Tang Sheng was setting up a barbecue stall by the sea, Xiao Xiao was serving as the assistant, and Chris was amazed at the side,

"I saw this in "ABiteofChina" before, does it taste similar to barbecue?"

Although Tang Sheng speaks a Northeast accent, his mother tongue is still slick,

"That's far worse. You don't know that the barbecue in Northeast China is the best. I'll take you there when I have time."

After he finished speaking, he switched to Chinese seamlessly, looked at Xiao Xiao,

"dont you agree?"

Xiao Xiao has never been to Northeast China, but he has heard of it,

"probably."

The young master sneered from the side,

"Everyone responds blindly to what they say."

Xiao Xiao doesn't understand why this person suddenly got into a fight with him these days, and he is still the type of looking for trouble and pure faults.

"How do you know I'm blind? Why, I can't go to the Northeast. I really think it's delicious?"

Jiang Yansheng: "Then have you been there?"

Xiao Xiao: Grass, even more angry.

He turned his head to look for Fang Zhan, who was watching a play,

"Can you take care of your partner, you lose your temper early in the morning, and those who don't know think that no one will hold back their anger."

Jiang Yansheng threw away the screwdriver in his hand and quit.

"You can fix whoever you like, I'm not feeling well, I want to rest."

Xiao Xiaohuo let out a cry,

"What's the matter, young master, did I really hit the mark?"

The two of them talked more and more endlessly, Fang Zhan interrupted in time,

"Did you check the time? You slept all morning, and it's noon now."

Xiao Xiao: "..."

This is a eccentric thing.

Jiang Yansheng was really taken aback. Since they slept once that day, the most intimate thing the two of them have done in the same bed every day is actually kissing, and just like that, it's not bad to succeed seven times out of ten.

He had only heard of eating the marrow to know the taste, but he had never heard of a person who ate it once and avoided it like a snake. He decided that something happened between the two of them. If he didn't know that he couldn't speak the language abroad, Fang Zhan wouldn't be able to hook up with others... Wait, that Tang Sheng.

He looked back, only to find that Fang Zhan hadn't followed, but was chatting with Chris mysteriously, with an intimacy only for himself.

...Since when did he get to know Chris so well?

Fang Zhan didn't talk to Chris about anything else, he was thinking about the young master's illness.

The development of this life is very different from the previous life, and the noise on the phone that day was a little bit clueless, but after getting along with each other for the past two days, even with the previous relationship, I didn't find anything wrong.

In addition to being capricious,

In addition to being a little grumpy,

In addition to being arrogant,

The other places are still lovely.

If others heard his psychological thoughts at this time, they would probably be able to call him blind on the spot.

But Chris is not someone else. Coincidentally, he also thinks that Jiang Yansheng is very good.

So when Fang Zhan asked him if Jiang Yansheng had caused him any trouble when he came to Germany, he was a little unhappy.

"He's my brother, no trouble, and he looks fine now, doesn't he?"

Fang Zhan said with a smile:

"I also think he is very good. Two days ago, his tutor praised his mathematical talent to me, saying that even the professors of Yale University wanted to accept him into the college."

Chris's originally wrinkled face unfolded a little, his arms were folded and his eyebrows were raised,

"Of course, you don't know. When we were dating girls together, Jim was a killer. He is not only good at mathematics, but also good at philosophy and poetry."

Fang Zhan paused,

"is it?"

Feeling Jiang Yansheng's gaze behind him, Chris realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, but he didn't care, and put his arms around Fang Zhan, feeling that he was different from those fake people before,

"Of course, but don't worry, I haven't seen him bring anyone else to Germany before."

"What's different about Germany?"

Chris' hands wrapped around his neck, dangling empty in front of his shoulders,

"It's nothing different, but here..."

He dragged it on purposely, and when Fang Zhan came over, he said with a smile,

"There's me here. Seeing me is equivalent to seeing his family."

The sound of the machine turning over was emotionless, but it aroused enthusiasm in Fang Zhan's heart.

He remembered that before his death in his last life, only Chris insisted on finding him out every day, and thought that after his death, Chris would lay flowers at his grave, saying that he hoped that he would be happy in his next life.

The emotions of the past came rushing towards his face, Fang Zhan avoided the sight of Chriss, and even lost his thoughts about clichés, looked down at the charcoal fire burning aside, his voice was faint,

"But he wasn't recruited in the end, and he didn't accomplish anything."

Chris' brow furrowed again, which made him look a little bit aggressive,

"What's the matter if you don't accomplish anything? If you have the capital to achieve nothing, it's not considered a skill?"

He also let go of his hand, as if he regarded Fang Zhan as a duplicitous person.

Turn around and leave, take a few steps back and come back, warning Fang Zhan,

"Hey, if you want what you want, don't say these things in front of him."

Jiang Yansheng came back from the villa when he saw the two hooking up, and met Chris who seemed a little angry when he walked halfway.

"What did you talk about?"

Chris glanced up at him and walked right past him.

"..."

Jiang Yansheng couldn't figure it out, and leaned in front of Fang Zhan again. Seeing that his face was not very good-looking, he tentatively spoke up.

"Baby, what do you want to eat, let me bake it for you?"

Fang Zhan gave him a sideways glance, leaned over and picked up the screwdriver he had thrown away earlier,

"Why are you back?"

Jiang Yansheng was relieved to see that he was willing to speak.

He was really afraid that Chris would say something that Fang Zhan couldn't listen to, which would make their already precarious sex life even worse.

Finding that it shouldn't be a big deal, he actively took the screwdriver into his hand again, put it away together with the tools he used before, and then stretched out his hand to push him onto the chair beside the long table in front of the villa.

"You wait by the side, don't let the smoke get to you."

After speaking, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss Fang Zhan, but Fang Zhan habitually turned his face.

Before the young master lost his temper, Fang Zhan reached out and rubbed his head, pressed the back of his head and kissed his forehead,

"Go, remember to put less spicy."

Jiang Yansheng quickly bit his lip, then turned around with a smile and left.

Chris, who was sitting next to him, saw this scene in his eyes, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that his pig had a black-hearted cabbage.

The young master is not good at cooking or housework, but because he likes to go camping alone, he has developed a good skill at barbecue.

Pork and mutton are put on the table in small and large skewers, followed by chicken wings sausage and various vegetables, sprinkled with dipping sauce and cumin powder brought in by air, and the heat is floating in the shadow of the trees on both sides. When the number was enough, they sat on both sides separately, and let the servants who followed Chris watch the fire before roasting the rest.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Chris who was in the main seat, thinking that it was someone else's site and waited for him to say something before starting the meal, but the young master didn't care about him at all, and just picked a few skewers of each and put them on Fang Zhan's plate.

"Try it, I baked these, the heat is just right."

Then he picked some meat and put it on Fang Zhan's plate, and took the meat off the iron skewer. He looked up at them,

"Why don't you eat it, wait for it to cool?"

Fang Zhan was used to it, and he didn't intend to be polite to Chris. He ate the meat with a fork in a calm manner, then raised his glass and smiled at the person in the main seat.

"I made a slip of the tongue just now, I hope you don't care too much."

He really didn't want the two of them to have an unpleasant quarrel, but in Chris' eyes, it was Fang Zhan's scheming to show him how much Jiang Yansheng liked him, and then threaten him not to sue Jiang Yansheng.

So he snorted, didn't answer, and turned to chat with Tang Sheng.

The knife slashed across the plate and made a screeching sound, Fang Zhan put down his hand without embarrassment and took a sip of the wine, and then suppressed the young master's hand that threw the knife on the table.

Chris saw Jiang Yansheng's movements, and turned his gaze back again, with a half-smile,

"Why, you still want to be angry with me because of a lover?"

The words were directed in the direction of the two of them, but Fang Zhan didn't have the slightest peripheral vision.

Jiang Yansheng couldn't see Fang Zhan being wronged,

"What will he say to you for no reason, what have you been talking about?"

Chris didn't understand the words behind, but he also knew that he meant to criticize him, so he turned to Fang Zhan disdainfully,

"You..." Why don't you ask him if he dares to say that sentence in front of your face?

He just remembered that he didn't want Jiang Yansheng to know.

Fang Zhan spoke at the right time,

"It's really my fault, but I think Mr. Chris will forgive me, don't you?"

He was too abnormal, showing weakness repeatedly so that Xiao Xiao tried to intervene twice but did not dare to make a sound. The other three people sitting on both sides looked at Chris. Chris was a little aggrieved, and then he heard Fang Zhan say:

"Yansheng told me before that you have a very good relationship. If you need anything, you can just say hello. When did you meet?"

When Chris heard that Jiang Yansheng had boasted about their relationship behind his back, he calmed down a little, raised his eyebrows,

"We grew up together, of course it's not the same."

Hell grew up together, obviously the mothers of the two knew each other when they were studying, and the two sides only met once in a few years, until his mother committed suicide later, when he was angry, especially when he found out that he and his mother had the same case, he used to come to Germany to indulge himself, The two gradually became friends.

Jiang Yansheng complained in his heart, but a smile flashed in Fang Zhan's eyes, and he continued to ask.

The last few people drank a lot of wine. From touting the differences in the market comparison of their respective countries to the development of philosophy on the origin of the universe, Chris still felt that Fang Zhan had no good intentions, but he had to admit that this person quite liked him.

The lights on the beach were turned off as the dinner ended, Chris and Tang Sheng followed Xiao Xiao back to the villa arguing to learn to play poker, only Fang Zhan leaned on the deck chair, and the young master stayed in the pitch black.

There is soft sand under your feet, and the lapping of waves in your ears.

Jiang Yansheng felt that if he didn't do anything at this time, he would be sorry for the favorable time and place to promote harmony among people.

He lowered his head to find Fang Zhan's lips, and he was overjoyed when he was not avoided, and gradually lowered his lips.

When his knees touched the sand and he was about to bow his head to do something he hadn't done on the day of confirming the relationship, the person on the deck chair suddenly put his hand on his chin, stopping his movement.

After that, it was the temperature that enveloped the whole person.

He heard Fang Zhan whisper a word in his ear as if drunk.

The tone was soft, but the sea breeze instantly became biting, making him unable to relax his whole body and give up resistance.

—— "Jiang Yansheng, I want you to live well."