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Majestic is the type that is extremely easy to push forward. If you let him take a step, you will be on the right track, and he will take advantage of this to compel you to retreat step by step until you are satisfied.

So Chu Chen didn't even think about coddling him. He raised the hand hanging by his side, pinched the solemn nose and pulled it forward a while, and only let go when he heard someone yelling, and lay down on his own.

Solemnly leaned on his chest, rubbed his sore nose, and stopped moving.

It took only 2 minutes for the hatchback to be quiet, and Zhuang Yan couldn't be bored any more. He first grabbed Chu Chen's strong and thin arms, and his nimble fingers kept moving around, and finally stopped on Chu Chen's slightly cold ears.

"What are you doing?" Chu Chen asked aloud.

Zhuang Yan tugged on La Chuchen's thick and sensual earlobe, blinked and said, "I can't sleep."

Chu Chen pulled away his troubled hand with one hand, saved his ear, frowned and whispered, "You can fall asleep after a while."

"I'm afraid it won't stop." Zhuang Yan held Chu Chen's hand with his backhand, and pressed his face against his chest, "Can you feel it? My heart is about to explode."

Chu Chen: "...don't talk nonsense."

He rolled his eyes solemnly and silently, and stopped for a while as he wished.

Just as Chu Chen closed his eyes, he heard someone breathing heavily on his chest say, "Chu Chen, I have a question for you."

"Long story short." He exhausted all his patience and suppressed his displeasure.

The question seemed a bit difficult to say, Yan Yan pursed his lips, pondered over his words, and asked after a while, "How good is your relationship with Tang Hao?"

When he asked this question, he clearly felt that Chu Chen's body shook.Zhuang Yan's heart sank, and suddenly he didn't dare to listen to his answer.

Zhuang Yan had never met Tang Hao, let alone contacted him. He had no idea of ​​his character. All he knew was his name.

Ever since he met Chu Chen, this person's name has been lingering around him. Bian Liang said that this person had a very good relationship with Chu Chen before, so good that Tang Hao was willing to mention killing someone for Chu Chen, even so good... ...The beginning of the relationship between Chu Chen and him was also because of that Tang Hao.

It would be a lie to say that Zhuang Yan didn't mind, he had minded from the very beginning, and he was crazy about it.

The air fell into silence for a moment. To Zhuang Yan, this silence was like a knife scraping on his body, ravaging the flesh in small pieces, but the pain was dense, bringing him strong suffocation and pain.

After a long time, Chu Chen said, "Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"No reason, I just want to know." Zhuang Yan replied.

"We used to be friends, but now...it's guilt." In the darkness, Chu Chen sighed quietly, "Nothing else."

Chu Chen believed what he said, closed his eyes solemnly, and didn't ask any more questions.

"I know. You're very, very nice," he said.

It's not your fault, so don't feel guilty.

Chu Chen didn't answer him, but only called him softly: "Solemn."

Zhuang Yan hummed a syllable from his nasal cavity: "Huh?"

"Thank you." Chu Chen said.

Zhuang Yan was startled, "What's wrong with you, why are you saying this again?"

"I just want to say it again." Chu Chen's tone sounded quite casual, but he hoped to convey the heavy gratitude contained in it, and a little bit was enough.

"Just don't feel offended." Zhuang Yan read out what he meant, "You know, I have thoughts about you, and what I have, naturally I want to share it with you. It's quite normal."

"Chu Chen, you are not alone at all." Zhuang Yan said with a sigh, "But, you must not just be touched, it's okay to be moved, I don't mind."

Chu Chen's eyes gradually deepened, and he suddenly asked: "Do you have any wish that must be fulfilled? Or, what do you want to do in the future, have you ever thought about it?"

solemn:"……"

This question stumped Majesty.

It's not that he hasn't imagined it, so he can't answer the kind of difficulty, but that every future he imagines has Chu Chen, and he is reluctant to give up, but Chu Chen has predetermined the ending for their relationship word by word. The inside and outside of the words showed that the two of them had no future at all, so he didn't know how to answer.

The relationship between the two of them seemed to be dominated by him, but the right to choose was always in Chu Chen's hands. Even if he had any crazy ideas, he couldn't say anything at this moment.

Probably because he decided that he didn't want to answer, Chu Chen didn't ask again. This embarrassing question fell on the ground, and neither of them picked it up.

……

When Zhuang Yan opened his eyes the next morning, the first thing he saw was a series of transparent star lights on the ceiling. He was dazed for a moment, and said in his heart that he hadn't heard the alarm clock ringing. Entering the state of sleep again, he wrapped the quilt tightly and turned over, intending to continue to sleep.

The slightly narrow wooden bed returned to the tranquility of the morning after a little commotion. However, this tranquility did not last long. After a few seconds, he sat up solemnly and found that there was nothing beside the pillow. .

Where did Chu Chen go?

He groped for his phone by the table and unlocked the lock screen. The page first popped up yesterday's WeChat step count. Below the step count was the WeChat message sent to him by Cai Yinggang. He didn't click on it, but when he glanced at the time, it was already ten past six. .

Chu Chen should have gotten up early, but for some reason, he turned off the alarm clock and deliberately didn't call him.Zhuang Yan looked out of the window where the paint still remained, and shivered. He scratched his hair irritably, sat there blankly and woke up dozing off.

Waking up in winter is like doing a math problem, one step at a time is difficult, every step is difficult, your head is chaotic, and your eyelids are heavy.

After 5 minutes, Zhuang Yan reluctantly tore himself off the bed. Fortunately, he had the foresight and knew that his purpose was not pure. Toiletries.

It took him a few minutes to wash up and go downstairs. When he left the hall, he happened to meet Bian Liang who was galloping in a hurry.

Seeing him coming out of the hall, Bian Liang stopped running, and was taken aback for a moment, "You... slept on the second floor last night?"

There are only two rooms on the second floor. One is a large living room for children to watch TV and play. The space is large enough, but there is no bed, and the other is Chu Chen's bedroom. If Zhuang Yan came down from the second floor , that can only mean that he slept with Chu Chen last night.

But doesn't Chu Chen hate having physical contact with others the most?Due to skin allergies, he has always avoided direct contact with people, let alone sleeping together, even if his shoulder or arm touches him slightly, he will deliberately avoid it, and always pay attention to keeping a distance from others.

Could it be that Chu Chen has changed his mind?But he was just rejected last night. Could it be because Zhuang Yan was upstairs?

Bian Liang was completely confused.

"Yes, is there a problem?" Zhuang Yan looked at him with a surprised face and asked in puzzlement.

Bian Liang shook his head so hard that one of his glasses legs broke from his ear: "No, no."

The words are indifferent, but the eyeballs are about to pop out.

"You left so early?" Zhuang Yan turned to look for Chu Chen's figure, and said casually.

After he reminded, Bian Liang regained Feiyuan's sanity, opened the creaking iron gate without saying a word, and said: "I'm going to be late, slip away first!"

After finishing speaking, he ran away.

In the early morning, Osmanthus Lane was in a deep silence. Majestic turned from the hall to the kitchen and then to the bathroom, but no one was seen. Just wondering, Chu Chen pushed the door from the side hall with a schoolbag in one hand.

"You got up so early, where have you been?" Zhuang Yan took his bag and asked.

Chu Chen looked at him for a moment, then said, "06:30, it's getting late."

solemn:"……"

Zhuang Yan was a little embarrassed, and was about to defend himself, when he was about to open his mouth, something was stuffed into his mouth.

Warm and soft, the nose is full of a faint meaty aroma.

"You got up early just to buy breakfast?" Zhuang Yan took a bite of the meat bun, "Actually, you don't have to ask for meat, just steamed buns are fine. I'm not that picky eater."

"Don't eat anything that's too sweet, don't eat too spicy, don't eat rice that's too soft, don't eat melons, celery, and fungus..." Chu Chen looked at him with his eyelids down, and his tone was a bit joking: "Not picky eaters?"

However, a certain thick-skinned perfectly grasped another important point, "Wow, little brother, you pay too much attention to me. To be honest, do you have a crush on me?"

Chu Chen: "..."

……

Osmanthus Alley belongs to the old city, and there are many traces of the city from the past to the present. The horns of the electric donkeys echoed at the corners and alleys.

No matter how cold and windy it is in the winter morning, there are still many shops open early on the street, pots and pans are clanging, and occasional laughter can be heard from afar.

The two walked to the bus stop amidst the coming and going fireworks. Unfortunately, the last bus just missed the moment before, and the next bus had to wait for about 5 minutes.

Zhuang Yan raised his fingers and lifted the strap of the schoolbag that had fallen to the elbow, looked left and right, and saw a bunch of people waiting around, including old people, children, and students carrying schoolbags like the two of them.

He couldn't help sighing: "I'll go, people on your side get up too early, it's so lively in the early morning."

The community he lived in was large and empty, and most of the unsold houses were empty so far. There were almost no people in the community square in the early morning, and it was considered fresh to meet a living thing once in a while.

"Everyone has their own way of life. Everyone in this area is like this. They are busy from morning to night." Chu Chen caught a glimpse of a pregnant woman standing next to him, and stretched out his hand to give him a hug.

"Very good." Zhuang Yan smiled close to him, "It's lively."

But soon he stopped laughing.

The bus came slowly from the corner, looked solemnly, took out his trouser pocket and said, "I don't have any change, will you pay for me later?"

As a result, before he could hear an echo, the bus stopped firmly in front of him in the next moment. He tugged on Chu Chen's sleeve, and before he could move, he was pushed behind the crowd by the crowd swarming up around him. At this time, the bloated aunt was as light as a swallow. She walked quickly and forcibly passed his shoulder and squeezed into the end of the crowd, holding a basket of eggs in each hand. The basket forced the solemnity halfway back rice.

"Fuck me?" Zhuang Yan was dumbfounded.

"Morning peak, it's all like this." Chu Chen said quietly from the side: "Is it lively enough?"

Majestic was stunned, his jaw almost dropped to the ground.