Ding!target self strategy

Lin Shi'an hesitated for a while before replying to him in the group and agreeing to live at his place. Half an hour later, Shi Yan came to Jingyi to help him pack his things.

On how efficient Shi Yan, who was a retired soldier, was doing things.

He didn't pack much of his things, Shi Yan had everything he should have, Lin Shi'an took his notebook, took a few sets of clothes for a change of clothes, and simply packed a small suitcase for Shi Yan to take away.

There were few classes in the afternoon, so Lin Shi'an went to a small restaurant near the school after class. Because they hadn't seen each other for a while, Zeng Ling and Xu Zheng took time to get together and have dinner together.

After the meal, several people dispersed separately, Lin Shi'an didn't go back to the dormitory again, Quan Dang took a walk after the meal, and walked back to Shi Yan's apartment slowly.

Thinking that Shi Yan hadn't left work yet, Lin Shi'an took out the key given by Shi Yan and opened the door, only to find that the living room was lit, and it was obvious that someone was at home.

I changed my shoes at the entrance and walked in. The decoration of the living room is simple and elegant. There are a few pillows that Lin Shi’an likes on the sofa, and there are three dishes and two bowls and chopsticks on the dining table beside it. Create a warm feeling of home.

Lin Shi'an froze for a moment, and the expression in his eyes softened unconsciously.

As if he heard the sound of him opening the door to go home, Shi Yan came out of the kitchen with soup, still wearing that pink apron.

Shi Yan put the soup on the table, and smiled at Lin Shi'an: "Shi'an is back, just in time! The last soup is ready, come and eat!"

"I, I ate outside..." Lin Shi'an said with some embarrassment.

Hearing this, Shi Yan was a little disappointed, the 1.8-meter tall men lowered their heads, like a big dog with no energy.

Lin Shi'an hurriedly made amends: "The food in the restaurant is mediocre, I'm not full, and I'm still hungry!"

Shi Yan became happy in an instant, and cheerfully asked Lin Shi'an to sit down. He served him soup and said, "Did you go out to eat with Xu Zheng and those two boys? They don't know how to choose land, why are they still starving my family ten times?" Alright, come, come, try my stewed pork rib soup, it must be more nutritious than the small restaurant in your school!"

It was rare to hear such a long speech from him, and Lin Shi'an took a sip of the soup, which tasted surprisingly good.

"It's delicious! When will you be able to cook, Yan?" Lin Shi'an asked curiously.

"It's so simple, I'll learn it soon!" Shi Yan puffed up his chest, very proud.

If Lin Shi'an hadn't witnessed him frying eggs several times with his own eyes, he might still believe his words.

Lin Shi'an lowered his head to drink the soup, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Shi Yan's hand holding the chopsticks had some scars, like knife wounds and burns.

"Ayan, your hand..."

Shi Yan rolled up his sleeves to cover the injury, and said, "It's okay, I accidentally injured it during the company's training, come, try this Coca-Cola Chicken Wing again."

Lin Shi'an didn't ask any more questions, and tasted the other three dishes, all of which were home-cooked, not as good as the dishes made by the Lin family's dedicated chef, but they moved him more than any other dish.

Because after eating a meal before, after drinking two bowls of soup and adding half a bowl of rice, Lin Shi'an managed to hold on, and wanted to help wash the dishes after the meal, but Shi Yan drove him away with the reason that he had to go to school tomorrow Go to the living room to rest and digest food.

Lin Shi'an had no choice but to watch TV in the living room. Just after changing two channels, Shi Yan packed up the dishes and sat down. The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

The two of them were alone in the room, and there was no awkward atmosphere, on the contrary, it was because they grew up together that they got along very naturally, Shi Yan's face also lost the indifference towards outsiders, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sitting together and watching TV for a while, it was getting late, and the two of them had to go to bed early the next day, one had to go to work and the other had to go to school.

Just as Lin Shi'an was about to take a shower and sleep, Shi Yan got up suddenly, and rushed into the bathroom without taking his clothes.

Ten minutes later, Tokihiko came out with a bath towel wrapped around him, full of steam.

"Shi'an, go wash up, it's not cold anymore."

While speaking, a drop of water flowed down from his hair, scratched the scar at the end of his eye, and flowed down his face, finally falling onto the carpet.

But Lin Shi'an didn't pay attention to these things. His eyes stayed on Shi Yan's naked upper body. There were several scars interlaced on his not-so-clean chest. There was also a gunshot wound on the right chest. Although he had already healed, But through these scars, it is not difficult to see the tragedy at that time.

Lin Shi'an was silent. He remembered that after his death in his previous life, Shi Yan returned to the battlefield in order to find out the truth as quickly as possible, and then... died in battle.

"Ten An, don't be afraid, I, I'll go find some clothes and put them on."

Thinking that Shi'an was frightened by the scars all over his body, Shi Yan belatedly covered his chest, but there were too many scars and he couldn't stop it.

Lin Shi'an suddenly looked up at him, and then made a move that Shi Yan didn't expect.

He raised his hand and stroked his head.

"Good, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Shi Yan, who was inexplicably appeased, was stunned, and then watched Lin Shi'an enter the bathroom in a daze.

Wait, he seems to have forgotten to take his clothes too.

For some reason, Shi Yan didn't remind him, went back to his room and changed into his pajamas, and then stood guard at the bathroom door, and then successfully let him see the scene of the beautiful boy coming out of the bath.

Lin Shi'an, who also forgot to take his clothes, came out wrapped in a bath towel. He was slender, and every part was carefully carved out by the creator. Impressive flush after shower.

Shi Yan stared blankly, a stream of heat flowed from his nose.

Lin Shi'an, who just took the clothes from him, said in surprise, "Ayan! You have a nosebleed!"

Shi Yan suddenly came back to his senses, anxious and ashamed, his face began to heat up, and his heart beat faster, he covered his nose and explained: "Most, I've been a little angry recently."

Lin Shi'an accepted his explanation with suspicion, and after Shi Yan dealt with it, the two said good night to each other and went back to the room to rest.

As Shi Yan said, the location of the apartment is very close to Jingyi. In the morning, Lin Shi'an and Shi Yan had breakfast together and then walked to the school for class. After class at noon, Lin Shi'an went to the nearby supermarket to buy a la carte. Eat it together for lunch, and the same for dinner.

Shi Yan got off work early, and skillfully carried the dishes into the kitchen. Lin Shi'an wanted to help, but he stuffed a plate of fruit and sent him to the living room to rest.

Before the meal was ready, Lin Shi'an, who was bored watching TV in the living room, suddenly received a call from Yan Chen, saying that he was at the gate of Jingyi School and asked him for something.

Lin Shi'an glanced at Shi Yan, who was busy in the kitchen, and sent him the location of the apartment.

Soon, there was a knock on the door of the apartment, and Lin Shi'an went to open the door, but what came into view was a magnified dog's face.

"Woof!!" The little milk dog yelled happily when he smelled the familiar scent on his body.

"Dog!" Lin Shi'an said in surprise.

The dog's face moved away, revealing Yan Chen's face wearing a mask, half of his face was covered by the mask, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, gentle and affectionate.

"Xiao An."

"Yan Chen, why did you bring the puppy here?" Lin Shi'an took the dog from his hand and welcomed Yan Chen in again.

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Chen took out the mask and peaked cap used to hide his appearance, and smiled dotingly: "You like it, don't you, I went back and brought it here."

As soon as Lin Shi'an put the little milk dog down, it wagged its tail excitedly and circled around him. Lin Shi'an rubbed the puppy's head. I haven't seen him for a few days, and I really miss him.

"Shi'an, who's here!" Shi Yan came out of the kitchen when he heard the commotion in the living room, and when he saw Yan Chen sitting on the sofa, he frowned, and began to be wary of this uninvited guest who stepped into the territory that belonged only to them two .

While Shi Yan was wary of Yan Chen, Yan Chen was also looking at him.

From the scrutiny of his appearance, his eyes gradually fell on the pink apron, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"Ayan, this is Yan Chen, you should have seen it on TV."

"Yan Chen, this is my childhood friend, Shi Yan."

Lin Shi'an introduced them to each other.

"Hello." Yan Chen stood up, stretched out his right hand as if shaking hands, and smiled gently.

Shi Yan didn't reach out, but rubbed against the apron, and said, "Sorry, I got oil on my hands just now when I was cooking."

Yan Chen's smile remained unchanged, and he took his hand back without a trace of embarrassment.

Lin Shi'an squatted down to tease the dog, saw that they got to know each other, and said, "Has Yan Chen eaten yet? Why don't you stay and have dinner together."

"Shi'an, Mr. Yan is so busy, don't force yourself..."

"Okay!"

Shi Yan was interrupted by Yan Chen in the middle of his sentence, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the smiling Yan Chen.

"Mr. Yan is a big star, do you have such a free schedule?"

Yan Chen smiled more sincerely, and explained: "I came to Kyoto to participate in a program, and I happened to be free for half a day, I'm not busy."

"That's good." Lin Shi'an hugged the dog and stood up.

At this time, there was a smell of paste coming from the kitchen, Lin Shi'an moved his nose, saw Shi Yan still standing there, and asked, "Ah Yan, what's the paste?"

"!!! Braised fish!" Shi Yan reacted suddenly, and rushed into the kitchen with long legs.

Lin Shi'an shook his head helplessly, sat on the sofa with the dog in his arms, rubbed the little milk dog's head, and suddenly he thought of something.

"By the way, there is no dog food at home, I have to go out and buy some later."

"I brought it." Yan Chen took out a pack of dog food and a few cans from his bag and put them on the coffee table.

"The dog has also been vaccinated and dewormed, and the corresponding certificates have been completed for it. Now it only needs to accompany Xiaoan every day."

"Wang!"

As if understanding Yan Chen's words, the little milk dog barked as if to promise.

Lin Shi'an was also surprised by Yan Chen's thoughtfulness for a while, and after thanking him, he raised the dog and said, "Then from today, you will be called Xiao Hei."

It was a joke to say that it would be named Xiaoyue before, since it is decided to raise it, it is better to give it a new name.

Seeing the pure black puppy, Yan Chen's smile froze, but he quickly recovered, and complimented against his conscience: "Good name."