If you don't act as a scumbag, you will die

After Xie Xun said that sentence, he didn't do anything else, as if he really just said it to comfort himself.

He was very warm, he was wearing a pure cotton pajamas when he lay down, Cheng Cheng let him hold him, all senses were amplified in the dark night, his cheeks rubbed against the soft fabric, and at the same time he heard a strong heartbeat.

So Cheng Cheng didn't move any more, and felt that the reckless behavior he carried the pillow in the first place was not unacceptable.

Thinking of this, he pretended to be careless and leaned into Xie Xun's arms again.

Anyway, if I can't get rid of the system now, I will piss the system off.

This time he closed his eyes again, the exhaustion of the whole day was finally let go at this moment.

He slept well that night, and it was almost noon when he woke up again, but the curtains in the room were drawn, blocking the bright sky outside.

Cheng Cheng rolled his eyelids, and there was no one beside him.

It's good, he thought happily, sleeping until noon, and after the meal rounds off, he can spend another day.

Since Cheng Cheng figured it out last night, he didn't have much psychological burden. He yawned and got out of bed with bare feet.

His hair was still messy. He opened the door and smelled the aroma of roasted coffee. When he looked down, he realized that Xie Xun had been working on the first floor for a long time.

Hearing the sound, Xie Xun raised his head and glanced at him, but didn't speak, and lowered his head again.

If he hadn't heard Xie Xun's words yesterday, Cheng Cheng might still be angry, but now he has completely lost those thoughts, so he rubbed his eyes and went down the stairs, walking up to Xie Xun loudly.

"If you feel that life is inconvenient, I can call Uncle Liu and the others back for you." Xie Xun said lightly, "It's just that Uncle Liu will have contact with your grandma after all. If he comes back, I may not be able to help you. You lied to her."

Cheng Cheng raised his eyebrows: "It's okay, if you open the door for me every night, I don't think I can't stay here."

"..." This time the silent person was replaced by Xie Xun, and his gaze moved away from the computer screen, and turned to Cheng Cheng again.

After looking at it for a second, I realized that this person came down barefoot.

"Where are your shoes?"

"It's not cold, and there are still carpets..." Cheng Cheng said nonchalantly.

It's just that before the rest of the reasons were found, he was dragged down on the sofa by the other party's hand.

"Hey you—" He was about to speak when he suddenly felt his ankle warm up, and it turned out that Xie Xun's palm covered it.

As if Cheng Cheng had been electrocuted, he subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but he didn't expect the other party to grab his feet and not let him go.

His ankles were relatively thin, and Xie Xun could hold them all with one hand.

Originally, Cheng Cheng just wanted to recruit Xie Xun to see if he was still in the cold war, but now he was the one who felt guilty.

The skin on the ankle was cold and white and delicate, and the other party's hand had distinct knuckles. It was obviously nothing, but Cheng Cheng still moved uncomfortably.

When he moved, Xie Xun even gently rubbed the slightly protruding bone with his thumb.

Every time Xie Xun touches it, Cheng Cheng's face burns.

"It's so cold, you tell me it's not cold?"

Xie Xun's tone was clearly calm, but Cheng Cheng just didn't want to look up.

He murmured, "It's not ice anymore now."

"..."

Xie Xun seemed to understand the meaning of this sentence, sighed, and after a while, he really put aside the foot that was warmed by him, and then held Cheng Cheng's other foot with both hands.

"!" Cheng Cheng couldn't say anything else this time.

After his feet were warmed up, Xie Xun let go and went to the second floor to get him slippers.

Cheng Cheng was left on the sofa by him, his feet had just been warmed up, so he had to cross his legs and pretend to look around calmly.

As a result, he saw the file Xie Xun put on the desktop.

When the other party came back, Cheng Cheng still didn't hold back and asked, pointing to the header message on it: "Well, why are you..."

"Why is the name of the company wrong?" Xie Xun finished speaking for him, and hooked the corners of his lips in a neutral manner, "Cheng Cheng, I believe that you didn't go out or read the news a while ago."

Cheng Cheng raised his head in a daze, and realized something: "Could it be that Cheng Yan..."

"Because of huge tax evasion and illegal transactions, he has been featured in several rounds of financial and legal news. The property related to him has long been seized." Xie Xun said.

Seeing Xie Xun raising his eyebrows, he showed a little disdainful expression: "But the progress of the case in this area is relatively slow. He may still want to find some way to procrastinate, and maybe the sentence can be reduced."

Xie Xun didn't say the next sentence.

It is impossible for him to give the other party such a chance.

He didn't know what Cheng Cheng would think if he had achieved this level, but if it happened again, he would still not be relentless.

What's more, the problem between the two of them has not been completely resolved, so there is no need to fully explain these things now.

"But you don't have to worry." Xie Xun pursed his lips, afraid that Cheng Cheng would think too much, and said, "I have already made all the preparations before his accident, so you can understand that not only has this part about you not diminished, return……"

Unexpectedly, before he finished the rest of the sentence, Cheng Cheng suddenly moved his head together and gave him a firm hug.

"Baby," he hugged him smilingly and unabashedly, and touched Xie Xun's back with his hands twice, confirming that the two of them now have firm physical contact, and said, "You are awesome."

Except for Qi Rong, Cheng Cheng didn't have much affection for the original owner, but he didn't expect the protagonist to move so fast, and to complete all the things that would have taken two or three years ahead of time.

He is really good.

Thinking of this, Cheng Cheng rubbed his chin on the other's shoulder again.

On the contrary, Xie Xun was praised by him, and he didn't know whether to maintain the cold face just now, so he paused and said, "It's nothing."

"A lot of things have happened in the past six months." Suddenly, Cheng Cheng said with emotion.

"Ah."

This time Xie Xun responded.

"Half a year is really long."

He said.

But this hug didn't last long, Cheng Cheng slept for a long time, and felt a little hungry after getting up for a while.

"If you don't let Uncle Liu and the others come back, what are you going to have for lunch?" Cheng Cheng asked as he walked away from him.

"You won't let me order takeaway, will you?" Before Xie Xun could speak, Cheng Cheng said another sentence.

"There's a..." in the fridge

"Are you going to let me do it myself?" Cheng Cheng took the opportunity and said again, "You have imprisoned me now, so you can't take the initiative in eating?"

"..."

Xie Xun wanted to say where did I imprison you, but when he turned his head to meet the person's eyes, the other person looked over with a reasonable look.

Let him talk about the good and the bad, Xie Xun finally stood up and walked back and forth to the kitchen.

"I can only make simple ones. It may not be to your taste."

Cheng Cheng wore slippers and followed behind, and suddenly felt that the past ten days were not so tormented.

Xie Xun opened the refrigerator, and Cheng Cheng saw a lot of fresh vegetables and meat inside, some of which were marked with the date of this morning.

He pretended not to see it, now he is like a rice bug who has no ability to take care of himself all day long, but he has to circle around Xie Xun.

He saw that Xie Xun really started to cook in an orderly manner, every step was very smooth, and suddenly felt that it was not good for him to do nothing, so he took the initiative to get a bag: "Let me wash the vegetables."

"No need." Xie Xun said without emotion.

"It's okay baby, if you want to thank me, you can just say so." Cheng Cheng said very proudly.

"It's disposable." Xie Xun took the cabbage back from his hand.

"... Oh." Cheng Cheng, who failed in his courtship, took a step back resentfully.

But he didn't want to leave the kitchen, so he waited for Xie Xun to put down the shredded kitchen knife, then walked up, gently hugged Xie Xun's waist with his apron, and rested his head on his back.

"That's it, I won't bother you." Cheng Cheng said.

"..."

This time Xie Xun didn't say no.

Although he actually wanted to say that the apron wasn't that clean, he couldn't bear it.

The two maintained such a delicate balance, until Xie Xun was about to start cooking, Cheng Cheng let go of his hand a little bit, but he was still sticking to his side.

"That's how you cooked for your sister at the time." Cheng Cheng asked looking at his skillful movements.

"Yeah." Xie Xun replied, "She was not in good health at the time, and she couldn't touch many things, so she had to do it herself."

"Then I don't pick anything, it's very easy to raise." Cheng Cheng rested his head on his shoulder and said, taking credit for it.

Xie Xun kept moving his hands: "Then go eat crayfish next time and change to another."

Cheng Cheng immediately said: "No way! The others are not as good as that one!"

After finishing speaking, I realized that I jumped into the pit following the words of others, and immediately coughed to change the subject: "I heard that Xie Ling has resumed school now."

"Yeah." Xie Xun didn't chase after him, "Still catching up with the previous progress."

"She's very smart, she just loves to play, as long as she concentrates, she will definitely be able to keep up." Cheng Cheng said.

The movements of Xie Xun's hands paused: "That's right. After all, you often go to see her without telling me, why don't you know."

"..." Cheng Cheng forgot that Xie Xun knew about these things, his eyes wandered, "I, I just stop by every time to look around."

"Then why do you still bring her those limited gifts every time along the way?"

"..." Cheng Cheng was speechless when asked, and said dryly, "Anyway..."

He heard Xie Xun sigh.

Cheng Cheng stopped talking.

"Sometimes I really want to know what you are always thinking." Xie Xun smiled wryly, and said what he said before.

"You... soon... you will find out soon." Cheng Cheng put his face on his back and said falteringly.

"I've made up my mind." Xie Xun said amidst the tempting aroma of food in the room, "I still decided to trust you again."

"What?" Cheng Cheng raised his head.

"You can do whatever you want." Xie Xun's face was blurred by the white steam from the steamer beside him, and he said softly, "I won't lock you up. As long as you can keep your promise and come back."

But this time, Cheng Cheng shook his head against his back.

"I've made up my mind. I happen to have a painting to draw." Cheng Cheng's speech slowed down, but his heart beat faster than before, "I don't want to go out that much."

"That's right, you can just open the door to my room at night." Cheng Cheng was so nervous that he began to talk about him, "Oh, I'll go back when I get used to it!"

There was a sizzling oil explosion sound in the pan, and with a "pop", a piece of minced garlic jumped into Xie Xun's hand as the oil temperature rose.

But he didn't feel hot at all. After a while, he pulled the corner of his mouth and said very calmly: "It's up to you."

It's just that the contents of the pot were almost mushy.

In the next few days, Cheng Cheng did as he told himself, staying in his room to draw during the day, even more serious than before, sometimes Xie Xun had to knock on his door after dinner Call him.

So Xie Xun also moved all his work to his home, he was still very busy, and sometimes Cheng Cheng could still hear the secretary coming to deliver things and the sound of a video conference.

And at night, probably with those four words that Xie Xun secretly said to him that night, Cheng Cheng would have the cheek to knock on the door and come in, and he never took his pillow back.

He tried his best to make the atmosphere less awkward, so every time he knocked on the door when he was really sleepy, most of the time he would fall asleep as soon as he lay down, and Xie Xun probably had some backlog of work due to two days of vacancy. , Sometimes Cheng Cheng didn't even realize when the other party fell asleep.

Xie Xun seems to be particularly busy these days, even if he doesn't go to the company, he has to work until late at night. When he opened the door for Cheng Cheng at night, he was still on a late-night conference call.

He paused for a while, and said to Cheng Cheng: "I may need a while, otherwise..."

He wanted to say otherwise and go back today.

However, Cheng Cheng had already stepped in and shook his head firmly: "It's fine."

Just kidding, maybe the system will die of anger these days.

He lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone for a while. Tian Xin had already heard the news that Xie Xun didn't go to work. Since he explained to him the reason and consequences of being caught last time, he was cautiously coming here to gossip.

【Tian Xin: Oh, my friend, how are you doing recently? 】

[Hey: Don't talk nonsense. 】

[Tian Xin: Why don't you sigh again? 】

[Tian Xin: That's right, I just heard that you seem to be... that... Are you able to take it these few days? 】

【hey-hey:? ? ? 】

[Tian Xin: Hehe. 】

Cheng Cheng just wanted to explain, but felt that it was too strange to explain this kind of thing, and when he first met Tian Xin, in order to clear up the rumors about his ED, he said a little bit about bed affairs that were not humane.

It's just that I don't know why Tian Xin called Xie Xun "your husband" out of nowhere.

[Tian Xin: By the way, then you two are... reconciled? 】

[Tian Xin: Please, don't torture me anymore. 】

[Tian Xin: Do you know how hard I have worked in the past six months! 】

[Tian Xin: Your husband's method of coercion is really good, it's too hard for me. 】

Looking at the above line of words, Cheng Cheng's face became a little hot.

He replied indiscriminately, "Don't talk about it, I will treat you to dinner another day." Then he exited the chat interface.

Just at this time, Xie Xun also ended the late-night meeting and looked towards him.

Inexplicably, Cheng Cheng had the illusion that he had understood the conversation he had with Tian Xin, so he buried his phone in the pillow uncomfortably.

"Did I disturb you?" Xie Xun looked at him and asked.

"No," Cheng Cheng said pretending to be natural, "Then how long will you be busy?"

"Not sure." Xie Xun turned around and planned to continue sitting back.

Maybe it was a momentary impulse, Cheng Cheng held his hand in a mysterious way the moment the other person turned around: "Otherwise, let's go to sleep?"

"Your lights are too bright at night so I can't sleep..." Cheng Cheng began to make up for it with lame reasons, "And, and it's only an hour earlier, it won't affect you or anything."

Xie Xun looked at him with a complicated expression.

Cheng Cheng pretended not to see it, and scratched his palm with his finger: "If it's okay, then you can tell me."

One minute later, Xie Xun walked to the desk beside him and turned off the computer.

He was wearing pajamas, and he seemed to have washed before the meeting.

When Xie Xun walked over, Cheng Cheng was still a little nervous, looking at him, he didn't know what to say now.

He couldn't think of the content, so he simply lay down again and closed his eyes.

He's been like this these days, either really asleep, or pretending to be asleep like the first day, and then doing a little less excessive physical contact.

The mattress beside him sagged slightly, although Cheng Cheng closed his eyes, he still couldn't hold back his breath.

But this time Xie Xun clearly knew that he was not asleep, but still reached out and hugged him.

If the first night Xie Xun said that because he thought he was asleep, then this time, he was really saying it to someone who pretended to be asleep.

"Cheng Cheng," there was a hint of sigh and helplessness in his voice, "There are still five days."

—Five more days.

Like a statement, like a petition.

For some reason, what Cheng Cheng had deliberately ignored was reawakened by this sentence. Xie Xun's tone couldn't be calmer, but his eyes suddenly became hot.

It was also at this time that the emotions that he could hold back before burst out like a dike.

The snow scene that he had seen alone in half a year, the guilt that he would ask himself from time to time, and the studio full of waste manuscripts suddenly resurfaced at this moment. Cheng Cheng only felt his nose sore. He actually knew that Xie Xun must be having a hard time, but it was just physiological. I just want to cry.

He burrowed into Xie Xun's arms like an ostrich, and finally he couldn't hold back, a little water leaked from the ends of his closed eyes.

I don't want to, and I don't know who to tell.

He thought sourly and sadly, the more he thought about it, the more wronged he became, and when he felt wronged, he began to cry one by one.

Gradually, the tears grew more and more, and he began to sob softly.

Xie Xun originally just said with emotion, but found that something was wrong with the person in his arms, and reached out to touch his face, and his hand was wet.

He would never have thought that Cheng Cheng would have such a reaction to these words, and he became anxious for a moment, wanting to hold his face up and look at him: "What's wrong?"

But Cheng Cheng didn't look up, and kept shrinking in, still unable to stop crying: "I, I know there are still five days..."

Xie Xun flusteredly took out a few pieces of paper and wanted to wipe them for him, but Cheng Cheng felt that this kind of self seemed to be even more embarrassing, so he just continued to bury his head and refused to move, and his words were a little unclear: "I... ..."

The tip of his nose was red from crying, Xie Xun didn't know what to do, he could only coax him, and said following his words: "It's my fault, I shouldn't rush you."

Cheng Cheng didn't look up, wiped his tears with Xie Xun's pajamas, rubbed his whole face against it, and complained: "You, you have been fighting with me these few days..."

"No more cold war." Xie Xun said hastily, "No more cold war, I didn't mean to be angry with you on purpose. I just want you to give me an answer."

"It's all settled!" Cheng Cheng continued to smear his tears on his clothes, "You still hate me when you talk to me..."

"I was wrong, I won't say that anymore." Xie Xun held him tighter, afraid that what he said would be wrong, so he could only coax and beg, "Don't cry now, okay?"

Cheng Cheng's sobbing finally subsided a little, but he still hiccupped, and then turned over the old score: "You told me an idiom before, yin, yin and yang strange..."

"I won't talk about it in the future, you can say whatever you want to me in the future."

"I really have nothing to do with those little Liu Xiaowangs!"

"...I know. I won't say that again."

He said Xie Xun to coax him, and after waiting for a while, Cheng Cheng finally stopped, and buried himself in his chest in silence, just now he had vented his emotions a little hard, but now he is still calming down.

"I won't force you anymore. You can tell me whenever you want." Xie Xun was relieved at least. The person who was able to calmly hold a meeting with shareholders just now was in a hurry. Seeing that the previous words finally had an effect, he said immediately.

Cheng Cheng raised his head to look at him, but his eyelashes were covered with tears, and the tip of his nose was also red.

He hiccupped, sniffled his nose, and asked Xie Xun tremblingly: "Then, why are you... so hard?"