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"I would also like."

He avoided Yan Zheng and went to wash up first, the scalding hot spring water made him more white and tender, his hair came out with wet hair, his raised face was a bit dizzy and confused, Yan Zheng's eyes were dark and unclear Emotions, resisting the beating and flying emotions, stepped forward and handed him the glasses.Shi Fangman was shorter than him by almost a head, and under the wide bathrobe was an imaginable thin body. Yan Zheng wanted to hug him, hold him tightly in his arms, and feel the feeling of bone colliding with bone.

"Go wash it too, I'll put the hair dryer outside later."

Outside the bamboo curtain, there was the sound of humming instruments, and inside the water mist, Yan Zheng was buried in the pure white bathtub. The water flowed past his ears, nostrils, eyes, and lips. The seven orifices of his body were soaked in water, and invisible blood flowed out from his body. He relieved himself, the muddy liquid remained in the water, he shook his head up and shook his hair dry, showing a pure and bright smile.

He can also have other choices, because he needs, because he is curious, because he desires, because he is still a simple child.But the most important of these reasons is that Shi Fangman put away the cord of the hair dryer and put it where Yan Zheng could see it at a glance, because he put the transparent glass bottle next to the bedside decoration, which contained cold water. Thirst-quenching milk.

That's just Yan Zheng's preference.

Shi Fangman himself only drank hot milk, he took a small sip, and when he opened his mouth, he could smell the aroma of steaming milk.

"Did you ask what they wanted?"

"Well, don't you like to drink?"

Shi Fang huddled on the edge of the bed, and lightly turned on the bedside light: "What time do you go back tomorrow?"

"It's okay, turn off the light, I'll sleep after drinking," Yan Zheng smiled softly; "Wake up later tomorrow, bro, do you want to sleep in too?"

Turning off the light, the sound of breathing alternately, in the dark, sight is worthless, in sleep, time loses its meaning, after an unknown amount of time, Yan Zheng turned over gently, leaned over, his arm resting on the On the soft bedding, beneath it is a floating, breathing chest.

Shi Fangman carefully put his hand back, but he heard Yan Zheng beating loudly, humming a few times, and the long-armed and long-legged young man put on his legs dishonestly again.Shi Fangman froze at the moment when his lower abdomen was pressed by a heavy object. Under the action of gravity, the squeezed abdomen gave him the illusion that he was about to vomit, and the nausea surged up and down like a rising tide. , Washed several times before it stabilized.

He turned over and turned his back to Yan Zheng. The excessive movement caused the boy's arms and legs that were leaning on him to lose all of a sudden. Shi Fangman had no time to take care of it. Holding his rapid heartbeat, he felt the convulsions of his lower abdomen.

It's just a psychological effect.

He reminded himself.

21:11:54

the person I like

The night was dark, and the faint moonlight was blocked by the thick curtains, leaving only the diffuse darkness in this room. The two people on the bed were motionless, not talking, and the soft breathing sound was indistinguishable, as if Sleep peacefully, sinking into a dream.

I don't know how long it took for Shi Fangman's heartbeat to gradually calm down. He has been lying quietly on his side, his fingers and toes are numb and lost consciousness. When he moved slightly, a numbness immediately flowed along the meridians and muscles throughout his body. He couldn't help but groaned, but quickly covered the corner of the quilt again, pressing the ambiguous sound under the thick silk quilt.He paused, and when his body was no longer stiff, he turned over and got out of bed carefully. He couldn't see the human form clearly in the dark, but people have an ability to distinguish and perceive people without relying on sight, heat, sound, bioelectricity, or The inability to explain is due to the magical sixth sense. In short, Shi Fangman stood by the bed and clearly realized that Yan Zheng's outstretched arm was just a palm away from where he was lying just now. If he turned over and lay flat In the past, he could bump into Yan Zheng.

He walked out along the other side of the bed, walked out the door, and groped to the place where the pillows were placed on the tatami. It was cold at night, and even with the floor heating on, his feet were still a bit chilly. Shi Fangman took out his phone and squinted his eyes to get closer. Yes, seeing the screen showing 02:30 in the morning, it was still very early before dawn, he was no longer sleepy, his glasses were placed on the bedside table by Yan Zheng's side, it was inconvenient to get them, and he couldn't even watch movies.After thinking for a while, he simply chose a playlist, turned the volume to the lowest, hugged a few pillows, and sat down against the wall.

Around the man, the softly sounding voices are all pure music without lyrics, quiet and slow, but it may be because of the lack of human voices, listening to a few more songs will make you feel a little boring and lonely, but Shi Fangman is stretched His brows looked comfortable from beginning to end.Since he lived alone, he often listened to songs when he was alone, he listened to any song, liked any song, but most of the songs had stories and they were sung clearly, only pure music was in his ears , is blank, only emotion, but no story.

In other words, there are only silent stories.

It is a secret that is not sung to anyone.

From an immature child who didn't know anything since he was a child and only relied on his relatives, to a reliable and steady adult who can independently handle almost everything around him today, that secret has always accompanied him when he grew up. He was afraid and hated, but That was a part of him that he couldn't let go of.His growth was not only shaped by the outside world, but also endowed by this secret.

Shi Fangman was 28 years old this year, and he handled everything very well.

The next day, when Yan Zheng woke up, Shi Fangman had already called for breakfast, and was sitting on the tatami mat drinking a bowl of porridge. Yan Zheng greeted him and muttered: "I want to drink too."

He was standing, Shi Fangman was sitting, and when he looked up, he could only sigh with emotion that the child who could be carried by him when he first met was so tall now, even if he didn't make any movements, standing in front of him was awe-inspiring force.Shi Fangman was naturally wary of people he was obviously unable to beat. Holding the bottom of the bowl, he turned sideways: "Ask the waiter yourself. I don't know when you got up. I didn't want yours. I'm afraid I'll be cold." .”

"Brother, help me get the same one as you. I'll go wash up and go home after eating."

He grinned, walked into the bathroom, and brushed his teeth while humming indistinctly. The tone was somewhat familiar. Can not remember.

After eating breakfast and buying some vegetables on the way, Yan Zheng just had the opportunity to show off his cooking skills. Shi Fangman belongs to the type of person who doesn't know how to cook, but he doesn't choose to be easy to serve when eating. Yan Zheng will say anything tasty.Of course, Yan Zheng's craftsmanship is quite good, and he is very talented in cooking. After watching the food show, the taste of the cooking is so delicious that it makes people bite their tongues off.The weather is cold, and Yan Zheng cooks three delicacies crispy rice, stewed lamb chops, braised chestnut beef, and the staple food is rice noodles under lamb soup, spicy hot soup. Handed him a tissue and said, "Will you wipe it off?"

"It's too spicy..." Shi Fang said in a nasal voice, the tip of his nose was sweaty and red, and the corners of his eyes were forced into tears. He asked in confusion, "Did you change the pepper?"

"Well, I wanted to try a new one, but I didn't expect it to be so spicy."

Yan Zheng was somewhat arrogant, and asked tentatively: "Can I still eat it?"

"It's delicious, but it's too spicy..."

"That's good," Yan Zheng paused, and suddenly said: "Do you want to learn? I'll teach you how to do it, it's quite simple."

Shi Fangman took another tissue: "I can't do well, I can't, I can't learn."

He really doesn't have the talent to cook, and maybe because he doesn't choose what to eat, he doesn't bother to work hard, anyway, he can eat any kind of food.

"However, if I graduate, I won't be able to cook for you, and I won't live here, so I won't be able to ask them to deliver meals in the future..."

"You don't know how to cook, it's bad for your stomach if you eat casually..."

Yan Zheng said it sincerely. In the past two years, the number of times that Shi Fangman ordered takeaways has been greatly reduced. When Yan Zheng comes home, he cooks. When Yan Zheng is not around, he will often ask his family members to come over with prepared meals. Hey, he is called "Young Master" for no reason. The Yan family is a prominent local family. Except for the two black-clothed bodyguards who often follow him, there are quite a few other people who serve him. Anyway, different people often drive the car. The car came to deliver the meals, and the three or four layers of the thermos bucket were filled to the brim.Yan Zheng didn't have a good relationship with his family, and he rarely went back to Yan's house, but he seemed very close to the servants of Yan's family, and his words were very cordial.

Shi Fangman also had an impression of those people. The food delivered by the servants of Yan's family was really delicious. When he thought that he would have no food in the future, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, but this kind of loss was not of the same order as Yan Zheng's. Looking at Yan Zheng's expression, it was as if he had lost the ability to forage after he left.Although this kind of worry is unnecessary, I have to admit that Shi Fangman's heart warmed up, and he was a little moved.

He smiled and said, "You think too much, I haven't been able to cook for so many years, isn't it all right?"

Yan Zheng scratched his forehead; "That's right, you lived pretty well before I came."

"I'm gone, probably you won't feel uncomfortable, right?"

Shi Fang laughed and said, "Naturally."

He lowered his head to drink the soup, not noticing Yan Zheng's face was cold after he got his affirmative answer, staring straight at himself.Those eyes are not complicated, as long as a person with a little bit of insight sees them, he will taste some ruthless intentions that are bound to be won no matter what.

The winter vacation passed quickly. After the seventh day of junior high school, Yan Zheng went back to school. During the critical period of his preparation for the exam, Shi Fangman couldn't help but worry about him. In the evening, Yan Zheng called to ask questions. At one o'clock in the night, Shi Fangman was full While answering, he was also worried about his state, nagging like an old woman, trying to persuade him