After being seized by the pillow man

Xi Han came out of the bathroom and walked into the bedroom.

Yin Yansheng was sitting on the lazy sofa, covering his hair with a towel and wiping it. His skin was very fair, and his hair was so wet that it fell down to his forehead in strokes, and there were small droplets of water coming out of the end.

When Yin Yansheng wiped his hair, it was a bit like finding fire by drilling wood, so he took a towel and rubbed it on a piece of hair, and then changed to another place to continue after a while.

Xi Han watched his rough way of wiping his hair, and he gently took the towel from Yin Yansheng's hand, and wrapped it gently.

The touch on the hair is a little itchy, and the fingers are passed through the hair to massage the scalp, and every movement is very comfortable.

He couldn't help but look up at Xi Han, and saw a deserted face, the brow bone was actually a bit sharp, the lips were thin, and the bone direction from the forehead seemed to be drawn by a capable person, like a blue cloud coming out of the mountains, suddenly brightening in the gray.

At this time, when doing one thing with such concentration, it seems that there is only room for one person in his eyes, so it is easy to give people the illusion that he is all alone in his heart.

Feeling the gaze, Xi Han couldn't help but hook his lips: "Pretty good?"

This person has always understood his own advantages, and what is even more wonderful is that he knows how to use them.

Yin Yansheng lowered his eyes: "Yes."

A chuckle came from the top of his head, which seemed to fall into his heart with a slight throbbing. Xi Han gently lifted Yin Yansheng's chin with his hand: "What an honest child."

He lowered his head, his gaze surrounded people accurately, and with a smile in his eyes, he just looked at Yin Yansheng like that.

Yin Yansheng couldn't stand this kind of gaze.

It is fixed, mixed with unspeakable desire, there seems to be a flame ignited in the eyes, the spark spreads, and it is already a prairie fire without the wind.

He quietly tried to look away, but he heard Xi Han say: "Look at me."

Yin Yansheng's breathing stagnated, and he saw Xi Han lower his head.

His face approached slowly, and the smell of bamboo and wood on his body enveloped him all-pervasively. Immediately, there was a soft touch on his lips, gently touching and then slowly sucking.

Tossing and turning, it's like touching a piece of tender pudding, holding it between the lips and teeth and then teasing it with the tip of the tongue, like using the tide, it is clearly soft water but submerged unconsciously.

The kiss ends.

Xi Han rubbed the tip of the child's nose with his nose, and then moved away a little.

I don't know if it was due to lack of oxygen or something else, but Yin Yansheng's face was flushed, his hair had been wiped half dry, and the heat was radiating from his body, making his whole body wet.

But the kid tried his best to maintain a calm state. He seemed to want to show that he was not caught in this deep kiss. He pretended to look away calmly and put his eyes on his lips unconsciously. His chest was still heaving, but To appear calm and breezy.

Xi Han's heart seemed to be scratched by someone, with an itchy feeling.

He just likes to see Yin Yansheng like this.

He lowered his head and chuckled a few times, then took back the towel.

"You sleep first, I'll clean up the bathroom."

Seeing him back away, Yin Yansheng let out a soft breath.

He got into bed and covered his face with the quilt, then lifted it off after a while, rolled to Xi Han's sleeping position and took a strong sniff, then covered his eyes and fell back to his own place.

It was also a toss.

When Xi Han came in, he saw Yin Yansheng closed his eyes, maybe he heard some noise, and opened his eyes to take a look.

Xi Han got on the bed from the side, and said softly, "Am I quarreling with you?"

Yin Yansheng shook his head: "I didn't fall asleep just now."

Xi Han patted his back lightly, reached out and turned off the bedside lamp: "Go to sleep."

In the darkness, Yin Yansheng opened his eyes and turned over silently.

He touched his lips with his hand, didn't he still kiss him just now, why is there no movement now...

A person next to him was tossing and turning, but the commotion was quite loud. Xi Han knew what he was thinking in an instant, and said softly, "You should have a good rest, I'm afraid you won't feel well."

The two had a long quarrel last night, and he was afraid that Yin Yan's voice would be uncomfortable because of the short time.

This matter was handed over by him, and because of his personality, Yin Yansheng seldom spoke on the bed, no matter how painful it was, he would not open his mouth, it was just that the sheets were clenched tighter, Xi Han knew his temperament, so he just counted the time by himself, and it would all work out over time a habit.

Yin Yansheng: "...good night."

Xi Han placed a kiss on the forehead: "Good night."

The night seemed to be quieter, and there was a faint sound of rain coming from outside the window. It was a faint sound at first, and then it became louder.

Xi Han opened his eyes.

There was the sound of breathing in the darkness, Yin Yansheng was fast asleep, and he could only see a faint outline in the darkness. After watching for a few seconds, he got off the bed lightly.

Sometimes Xi Han doesn't sleep well, and he is easy to wake up in the middle of the night. After waking up, he is wide awake, and then he can't fall asleep again.I don't know when this problem happened, but it has been there for so many years.

He came out of the bedroom without turning on the light, and went directly to the balcony,

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, we could see the pitch-black night outside, the sky was dark and gloomy, Xi Han pressed his hand on the glass, and the water dripped down from it, sparsely, as if converging into a stream.

He looked back for a while, then quietly lit a cigarette.

A rainy night will always remind people of many things, especially in this kind of extraordinarily quiet night, when the only sound of rain is left in the silence, those things in my heart will come up.

He remembered the matter of Yin Yansheng.

A 19-year-old student who has not entered the society is not much different from a blank sheet of paper in Xi Han's eyes.

Especially when it comes to dealing with feelings.

Xi Han is patient, and he will get what he likes no matter what.

After adding Yin Yansheng's q sign, he took him out for two meals, and sent him back when he saw the children were nervous, with well-behaved hands and mouth.

A man who advances and retreats in a moderate manner and is a gentleman and patient, such a person will not be disgusted even if he doesn't feel it.

After boiling the frog twice in warm water, Xi Han didn't take him out for a while.

It's not that he left it on purpose, it's just that he doesn't have time. He has only been in Ancheng for three months, and he went back to Kyoto twice.

One afternoon, after I was free, I came to pick up Yin Yansheng, who was downstairs from them.

The kid came out after a while, wearing a white short-sleeved pair and black jeans underneath. After getting into the car, he remained silent. Xi Han glanced at it, and there was a red mark on his right cheek.

Half of his face turned red, probably because of ice compresses, but others were pale, with marks left on his face, to be honest, it was quite pale, and there was no difference at all under the street lights.

Xi Han looked away calmly, because of his personality and family, he never liked to get to the bottom of it, and sometimes such questions actually hurt his self-esteem. This kid is very proud, and Xi Han knew that he didn't want people to face it. When he was in a panic, he had the right to pretend he didn't see it.

He tapped the steering wheel lightly, his eyes darkened.

According to Yin Yansheng's character, if he can still agree to come out today, he probably has to come out, or Yin Yansheng must see him today.

Xi Han thought of the grandma Yin she saw that day. The blood vessels on her hand were swollen and the skin was thin. It was the hand of a kidney dialysis patient.

Let's talk about the red marks on Yin Yansheng's face. It is definitely the result of a dispute with others. Who can argue with children and slap them in the face? The answer can only be parents.

He could even think of the reason for the quarrel - money.

The cost of a kidney transplant operation is quite high, and this kid is very filial, so he can only ask his father if he can't borrow it from him. There is no way, everyone has weaknesses.

And Yin Yansheng's weakness is his grandma, but now Xi Han knows it.

Xi Han remained calm along the way, and he didn't say a word when eating, a kind of demeanor cultivated in the mall, let alone other things, he can hold his breath.

In the end, Yin Yansheng spoke first.

He didn't know how many times he had demonstrated it in his mind, and his voice was astringent, and trembling could be heard in his voice: "Xi Han, can you lend me... some money?"

A pair of dark eyes looked at him like that, with a little anxiety.

There was some panic and nervousness in his eyes, all kinds of emotions were mixed together, and he just wanted to force himself to remain calm.

Xi Han took everything into his eyes with a pair of eyes, and then smiled.