I'm down after reuniting with my ex

Wen Yan was really surprised, "Huh?"

Ji Changan raised his eyes and looked at him, "I just like to see you in distress, so I will be indifferent and ignore you. I really enjoy that feeling."

Wen Yan raised an eyebrow.

"Coincidentally, that day when Mr. Ming gave you a certificate of award, when you bowed to thank you, a part of your neck was shining under the sun, and even the fluff was attractive." Ji Changan seemed to have recalled a different feeling, and changed his face. posture, "If there was no one in the class at that time, I guess I would, kiss, smell?"

"Stop." Wen Yan raised his hand to signal the other party to stop, "The more you talk, the more I feel like I want a duck's neck."

"Duck neck is spicy and salty, but you are sweet."

It was the first time to face such a rustic love story, Wen Yan choked, and instantly felt that the steak on the plate was tasteless.

The earlobe was burning, "Speaking of which, you are still a deadly tsundere."

"Dead Tsundere?"

"Yeah." He lowered his head and ate the steak in small bites, the blush from his earlobes had spread to his neck.

Ji Changan watched, with a soft light in his eyes, "Only you will find excuses for me over and over again."

Wen Yan lowered his eyes, and clenched his clenched knife and fork a little, before Fu looked up at him, "Then treat me well for the rest of my life."

Ji Changan looked at him and smiled, "Okay."

When he was young, no matter what the other party asked, he never promised a good word. Now, Ji Changan felt that he wished he could say thousands of good words.

As long as Wen Yan is willing to make a request.

It turns out that worrying, regretting and defeating will make people feel such a strong desire to make up.

...

After returning home, Wen Yan wanted to take a shower.

During the period since he was hospitalized, it was Ji Changan who scrubbed and washed him, and when he was able to take a bath, it was Ji Changan who helped him wash.

But every time, he felt embarrassed, maybe because he was too sensitive.

For example, now, when Ji Changan helped him take off his clothes and picked him up, he still couldn't help curling up his arms and legs.

"You look like..."

"Like what?"

"Like a young woman who has never experienced human affairs."

Wen Yan bit Ji Changan's arm, leaving only shallow tooth marks.

Ji Changan laughed.

Hugged into the bathtub, the warm water and white foam covered most of the body, the temperature on Wen Yan's face cooled down a bit, and he looked back at the man who was rolling up his sleeves, his lines were handsome, maybe because of his short hair His hair grew a little longer, making him a little softer.

Turn your head away and give your back to the other person.

He is recovering very well now, and there is no problem sitting or standing. With the help of external force, he can also walk around, that is, to go out, because it is convenient to temporarily use a wheelchair.

Wen Yan is too thin, her shoulder blades are like two butterflies, beautiful is beautiful, but there is a shocking feeling of weakness.

His backline is beautiful, and his skin is fine, in the foam, like a piece of jade in the clouds.

This is the jade with the scar from the surgery.

Ji Changan scrubbed his body without thinking, but there was always a pause when his fingertips touched the scar on his waist, "I never asked you, the doctor said you had a car accident before."

"Yeah." Wen Yan lowered his head. In fact, after knowing Ji Changan's special hobby, he also likes to show his neck to the other party intentionally or unintentionally, and put foam on his arms in boredom. He said calmly, "Wen Xin sent me to the correctional school. I was afraid that you would go abroad, and you were indeed forced to do nothing. I kept looking for opportunities to escape. One day I caught the opportunity and ran out. There was a large block of roads outside the school. There was a highway right behind the cornfield, and I ran too fast, didn't pay attention, and got hit by a truck."

He didn't say that, in fact, he bumped into it on purpose.

Ji Changan paused with his fingers, the water on the towel rolled down from the opponent's back, submerged in the water, and disappeared.

He only breathed briefly and asked a silly question, "Does it hurt?"

It hurts thousands of times more than Li Zhixuan's beating. After all, at that time, he could already see Ji Changan coming to tell him not to break up.

Blood gushed out of his mouth continuously, as if he was going to stop his breath, it didn't feel good at all, even if he took a small breath, he wished he could stop breathing.

"It didn't hurt at the time, but later on, it was quite uncomfortable after the operation." He looked sideways and saw Ji Changan's hand resting on the scar, and raised his hand to cover the other's hand, his palm was moist, "Maybe, people like this In a lifetime, maybe only after experiencing death can you know the value of life."

Ji Changan didn't speak, just sat in the bathrobe like this, the water flooded out.

The moment Wen Yan was hugged by Ji Changan, he thought, next time, he should buy a bigger bathtub.

"I plan to start the movie project that Jiang Fan said." Wen Yan held Ji Changan's hand, "There are some things I don't want to mention. If you want to know, you can go and watch the movie. It's just Ji Changan, please believe me, For me, that's all in the past."