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Yang Shen's sleeping position was terrible, he hugged me tightly like an octopus, strangling me so hard that I couldn't breathe.I have been suffering from insomnia, and I am used to waiting for dawn with my eyes open, and my mind is full of various things.

When he was dealing with the wound on his hand, I called Tang Mo and explained the situation. I don't know how embarrassed I was to let her go back first.Tang Mo was very smart, she didn't ask anything, her tone was natural so that I don't have to worry, she will meet with Xu Yucheng for the rest of tonight.

The medicine that should be taken is still at Andre's place, but what will happen if you don't take it for one night?I'm too tired to care about this.

Very tired.

Even so, I couldn't fall asleep, and the excessive fatigue turned into a dull pain, dragging down my nerves all the time.

Yang Chen's arm was on my waist, I gently removed it, turned over and got out of bed.Unexpectedly, even such a small movement would wake him up, his voice was sleepy: "...why haven't you slept yet?"

"It's nothing, you sleep with you." I whispered, "I can't sleep."

He yawned, pulled me to lie on his chest, and patted me on the back: "Okay, go to sleep."

This posture is very awkward, and the little sleepiness I have cultivated with great difficulty is gone.I quietly tried to break away from him and find a sleeping position that made me a little more comfortable.

With a snap, I was stung by the white light that suddenly lit up in front of my eyes.

"Xu Junyan, what are you fussing about in the middle of the night?!" Yang Chen's tone was irritated, and it was he who reached out and turned on the light, "Can you calm down?"

I covered my eyes, only to feel that the eyeballs were extremely painful. I couldn't open my eyes for a long time, and the hot tears slid down my cheeks uncontrollably.

He froze for a moment, and immediately wanted to pull my hand away: "What's the matter? Don't cover it up, let me see."

I blocked my eyes because I was afraid of seeing the bright light. I was so angry and afraid of being pulled by him, and shouted in a crying voice: "Don't touch me!"

Yang Chen finally didn't force his hand, I waited for the pain to fade away, and then carefully moved my hand away.The hateful thing is that the eyelashes fell into my eyes after being wet with tears. I didn't dare to rub them, so I had to hold back.

"Is it better?" he asked, "Is the eyelash broken in again?"

I nodded, and felt Yang Chen get off the bed, and sat back beside me after a while, with a rare gentle voice: "Open your eyes, I'll do it."

Taking a cotton swab, he carefully and skillfully picked out the eyelash along the corner of his eye.I blinked, and suddenly felt a lot better.

He proudly said: "I still haven't forgotten the skills I learned in high school."

I remembered.

My eyelashes are very long, and when I lower my eyes, they are densely packed like a black curtain.I rubbed my eyelashes unconsciously after eye fatigue, and the fragile eyelashes fell into my eyes. The teacher was lecturing on them, and I lowered my head to wipe away my physical tears.

After I got acquainted with Yang Chen, he occasionally came back for self-study classes.The first time I saw me in such a state of embarrassment, I was taken aback, and asked me in a hurry if something had happened, and almost left the classroom to find the head teacher.

I held him dumbfounded and explained it to him.He volunteered to help me get rid of it, and I was happy for a few seconds to be taken care of by him, but I was almost blinded by his clumsy movements.

Later, in addition to the lubricant that is usually used for sex, Yang Chen will also keep a bag of cotton swabs in his bag.

His movements became softer and quicker.Often as long as I pulled his clothes and pointed to his eyes, he would pinch my face and ask impatiently while holding a cotton swab in one hand: "Left or right?"

The Yang Chen at that time... was still the one I loved deeply.

"Have you seen a doctor about your eyes?" he asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"It's much better." I forced a smile, "It's late, let's rest."

Yang Chen raised his hand to cover my eyes, his palm was warm, I heard the sound of the light being turned off.

"I will pay attention when I turn on the light next time." He hesitated for a moment and said with a slightly apologetic tone, "Sleep, I will take you to meet someone tomorrow."

Who are you going to see?I can't figure it out.

But soon my attention was diverted to the dry tears on my face, which was uncomfortably wet.Yang Chen hugged me tightly again, and he wouldn't let go from this posture.

I can only close my eyes, try to empty myself, and fall asleep quickly so that I will not be swallowed up by despair and self-blame.But I still couldn't help thinking, what is Song Cheng doing?He should have been completely disappointed in me.

will he hate meOr...don't care?

I woke up very late the next day.

I sat on the bed for a while, touched the phone and found that it was past ten in the morning, and suddenly I was a little crazy.Why didn't the set alarm clock go off?Today I have to go to the company to check the auction contract——

Yang Chen pushed open the door and walked in, my original full energy leaked instantly.

"Finally woke up?" He went into the cloakroom humming a song, took two coats, came out and asked me, "Which one do you think looks calm?"

I didn't take medicine last night and spent half the night without any negative effects. Of course, it may be because I had enough sleep and my vision was much clearer than yesterday.I glanced at it and said perfunctorily, "Dark blue."

"Then don't wear this." He put on the light gray one, and suddenly turned around as if thinking of something, "Oh, can the blind see?"

I didn't want to answer, so I went straight into the bathroom to wash up.The water on my face dripped from my chin, and I leaned on the sink to take a deep breath.The man in the mirror was pale and dazed, with bloodshot eyes that could not disappear.

"Hurry up, I made the breakfast myself." Yang Chen said outside the door, he seemed to have forgotten how he threatened and persecuted me before, and his tone was cheerful at the moment, "No one else has such good luck."

"Oh, I see."

I said yes, and it occurred to me that if I smashed the mirror and a sharp shard stuck in the carotid artery, it would surely kill a man.Yang Chen should be defenseless now, and the torn materials are in the trash can, I can put them together...

"Xu Junyan, the soy milk is going to be cold! Do you have to go against me as soon as you get up?"

Yang Chen knocked on the door outside, I suddenly came back to my senses, my finger had already touched the mirror that occupied the entire wall, and I immediately withdrew my hand like an electric shock.

No, why should I think this way, how did Yang Chen and I get to this point?

I hastily wiped my face with a towel, and opened the door: "Here it is...why are you rushing so hard?"

He snorted: "Go and have breakfast."

I didn't want to quarrel with him, so I walked out in a dull mood, and was stunned as soon as I took a step out of the bedroom.

The sea of ​​roses on the floor, the gift boxes piled up in the living room, the huge cake and candle balloons on the trolley...

"Xu Junyan, happy birthday." He raised his eyebrows and whistled, "I'm the first person to tell you. Do you like it?"

I looked at him, and finally I could see his beautiful face clearly.

Handsome, proud, and full of smugness.

Yang Chen, Yang Chen.

How can you think that after what happened between us, you can use such a cheap way to make me feel grateful?

"I like it." I dug my nails into my palm, and smiled slowly, "I like it very much."

"I got up at four o'clock, and I didn't wake you up quietly." Yang Chen held my wrist, and we walked forward on the petals. He introduced me excitedly, "I prepared all of them myself. , I didn’t find any company to help this time. Quickly unwrap presents, 24 pieces, from your birth to now, you unwrap them one by one.”

I paused: "How are you later? I'm hungry and want to have breakfast."

"Then eat cake, don't you like salted butter? This custom made one is pretty good, although they usually don't take urgent orders, but who am I, didn't I deliver it right away?"

There are dozens of layers of cakes with two boys in different clothes sitting on each layer, from kindergarten bibs to post-work suits, the creators must have spent a lot of effort.

Yang Chen cut off two pieces and placed dolls dressed in school uniforms on them.

He handed me a copy: "Try it."

"I... don't really want to eat this, it's a little greasy." I took it and put it aside without touching it. "Just ordinary breakfast, fried dough sticks and soy milk are fine, do you have it?"

His smile disappeared, and he asked coldly: "Xu Junyan, did you do it on purpose?"

"No." I said frankly, "My throat is dry, so I just want to drink plain porridge."

He was silent for a while, and I was worried that the next move would be to overturn the cart and slap me hard.

But Yang Chen just put down the cake and nodded at me: "Okay, I'll order it for you, you go to open the present first."

He dialed, and I went to the living room and picked up the smallest gift box.

A piece of beautifully cut golden cardboard was pasted on the exquisite package, with neat and unrestrained handwriting on it, one could tell it was written by him at a glance - "a one-year-old gift for the newly born fool Xu Junyan".

I tore up the piece of paper expressionlessly, and casually scattered it into the sea of ​​roses that were as crimson as blood.

Very boring.