When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Liang Yan raised his arm, trying to open another cabinet door at hand.

A gust of wind blew up on the ground behind him, a pair of big hands clasped his waist, and a gentle voice appeared behind him: "Don't move!"

Liang Yan turned his head and just met his eyes, which were so dark that no trace of emotion could be seen.

Looking at it, realizing the actions of the two of them now, Liang Yan's ears slowly warmed up, and he looked at the person behind him helplessly: "Wen Lang, you..."

Wen Lang's fingertips pressing on his waist trembled uncontrollably, and then he took it away: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to hold your clothes down for you."

Liang Yan looked down at his T-shirt, his ears were getting hotter, he grasped the hem of the T-shirt with both hands uneasily, and held it down as much as possible: "I... didn't expect you to go downstairs, otherwise you wouldn't be messing around in just a T-shirt. let's go."

Wen Lang's eyes trembled: "They're all boys, it's nothing, what are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for gloves. I'll take a bath and wrap them in a medicinal cloth so they won't get wet." Liang Yan slowly let go of the hem of his clothes, and his expression became more natural.

Wen Lang's eyes fell on his wrapped fingertips: "I know where it is, in the cabinet under the TV." Wen Lang stepped out of the kitchen first.

Dressed like this and being bumped into, Liang Yan was a little shy at first, but Wen Lang's attitude was very natural, and he remembered that he said that the relationship between them was innocent, and he seemed a bit hypocritical when he continued to tweak it, so he also became natural .

He trotted behind Wen Lang with his bare feet.

Sure enough, there were many in the drawer, Wen Lang took out a pair and waved to him: "Come on, this one is a bit tight, I'll help you carry it."

It's really inconvenient to have gauze wrapped around your fingers. Liang Yan walked up to him, passed his hand over, and smiled: "Thank you."

"It's okay." Wen Lang took out one of the gloves.

Liang Yan watched Wen Lang's movements quietly, and couldn't help reminding after a while: "Wen Lang, this should only be worn on the left hand."

"Oh, yes!" Wen Lang hurriedly switched hands.

Liang Yan moved his gaze upwards slowly, and saw a thin layer of sweat on Wen Lang's forehead. He raised his other hand, stretched out his fingers without the medicine cloth, and lightly touched his forehead with the cool fingertips. : "Wen Lang, are you hot? You're sweating."

"It's okay." Hiss~ The gloves that I finally put on were torn by Wen Lang's hand.

"I'll change another pair." Wen Lang took off the damaged gloves and replaced them with new ones.

This time it went smoothly, Liang Yan thanked her and turned around to go to the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door closed, Wen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and went upstairs with a solemn expression.

It was getting late, thinking that Wen Lang would have to use the bathroom later, Liang Yan got out of the shower quickly.

After being away from home for three days, and finally being able to lie comfortably in his bed tonight, Liang Yan hugged the quilt and rolled on the bed twice, curling up the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

Sleeping until early in the morning, Liang Yan woke up, got up and went to the bathroom, saw someone in the kitchen in a trance, and suddenly all sleepiness disappeared, leaning against the wall nervously, only showing half of his face to secretly observe.

"I dare not close my eyes, I can't close them." It was Wen Lang's voice that was lowered. He seemed to be on the phone with someone else, but the voice on the other end was relatively low, and Liang Yan couldn't hear clearly.

After confirming that it was Wen Lang, Liang Yan felt relieved and turned to go to the bathroom.

"Yes, flashing in front of my eyes, I controlled myself not to think about it, but it didn't work, as long as I closed my eyes, I saw that picture, I didn't dare to close my eyes at all." Wen Lang walked out of the kitchen, just in time to see Liang Yanjin's back in the bathroom.

His fingers stiffened, and he almost dropped the phone: "Okay, I won't talk to you anymore."

Hanging up the phone, he called out tentatively, with inexplicable guilt in his eyes: "Liang Yan, you haven't slept yet?"

"Well, wait a minute." Liang Yan was not comfortable talking now.

He came out of the bathroom and stood at the door: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your phone call just now. I thought a thief had entered the house."

There was only a dim yellow night light on in the living room, and Wen Lang was against the light, so he could only see the outline of his figure clearly, but couldn't see his expression at all.

However, the atmosphere around him was getting colder, Liang Yan guessed that Wen Lang's expression was not very good, and it took him a while to reply in a subdued tone: "What did you hear?"

Liang Yan tugged at the hem of his pajamas, a little embarrassed: "I heard you said that I was too scared to sleep."

"Scared?" Wen Lang raised his voice a few degrees in vain.

"Well, isn't it? You said you didn't dare to close your eyes, and as soon as you closed your eyes, a scary picture flashed in front of your eyes." Liang Yan was sure that he must have been frightened by watching a horror movie.

Wen Lang: "..." Fortunately, the light was dark, otherwise Liang Yan would have seen his colorful face.

Liang Yan walked to Wen Lang's side and hooked his fingers: "Let's go."

"Where?"

"Go to my room, or to your room, it's up to you."

Wen Lang was silent again, not moving for a while.

Liang Yan guessed that he was shy and embarrassed: "You don't have to be embarrassed, I won't laugh at you, and I also have times when I watch horror movies and am too scared to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he dragged him back to his bedroom: "If you don't choose, then come to my bedroom. I just changed the bed sheets. It smells like sage. It's a sleep aid. I just slept very well."

Wen Lang froze at the door of his bedroom, making a final struggle: "I'd better go back to my bedroom."

"I know the feeling of insomnia, it's hard, don't be polite to me." Liang Yan simply pulled him with both hands: "Come in, I won't say anything." Wen Lang helped himself during this time Many, finally I can have a chance to help him.

But Wen Lang stood there like a statue, he couldn't pull it away, so he could only play tricks, and softened his tone: "Wen Lang, come in, please, my hand hurts so much when I hold you like this."

This trick really worked, Wen Lang's legs nailed to the ground began to loosen, and he followed Liang Yan to the bedside step by step.

Liang Yan put his shoulders on his shoulders and pressed him on the bed: "Lie down."

Wen Lang's whole body stiffened into a log, and he lay on the bed in a daze.

Liang Yan went around to the other side of the bed and lay down, pulled the quilt, accidentally touched Wen Lang with his hand, and found that he was still stiff, he seemed really frightened.

Sighing lightly, he covered the quilt, and slowly groped around in the quilt, finally hooking Wen Lang's fingers.

Wen Lang's hand was bigger than his, so he didn't hold it, so he could only stuff his hand into his palm, and patted the other hand reassuringly: "Don't be afraid, just close your eyes and go to sleep."

Wen Lang's eyes were brighter than light bulbs at this moment. He hadn't watched a horror movie at all. Before his eyes was Liang Yan's back in a T-shirt with two long legs showing.

At first, it was just the picture that disturbed him so much that he didn't dare to close his eyes, but now he was fine, Liang Yan's hand was lying softly in his palm, and his slender legs were rubbing against his legs through a thin layer of cloth, blending with each other's warmth.

Not only has the picture, but now also has the tactile feeling, the effort of a phone call, the confusing picture has been successfully upgraded from 2D to 5D.

After an unknown amount of time, Liang Yan's long breathing sounded beside him, and he fell asleep peacefully.

Wen Lang, who couldn't sleep with staring eyes, kept asking himself all night, why did this happen?

**

The tidbits of the second issue were released on the evening of the third day after they left the group, along with the apology announcement posted on the official blog of "Bravely Forward".

At that time, Liang Yan was broadcasting live, and his popularity soared from 10,000+ to 50 in an instant, and the popularity continued to grow.

Many of his own true fans came here after reading the announcement, and the public screen quickly pushed up:

——I feel sorry for Zai Zai, the brain-dead program group!

——Yanyan, how is your injury, let us have a look, it will be so heartbroken.

Liu Hong and the producer had discussed this matter with him on the day he left the group.

The program team dealt with it properly, and paid a lot of compensation. They also publicly admitted their mistakes and apologized to Liang Yan.

After weighing it up, Liang Yan accepted the program group's solution. After all, he still wants to continue to participate in the recording below.

With a few more episodes, plus the money he earns from live broadcast and live broadcast, he can pay off part of the debt by the end of the year.

Although no one has ever pressed him for debts, he clearly remembers every sum of money in his heart.

These people still help after their parents go bankrupt, no matter how difficult it is, he will not let down the good-hearted trust.

The fans on the screen were still swiping the screen. He put his hand in front of the camera with the medicine cloth removed, and moved his fingers: "Thank you for your concern, my hand is basically healed. I’m going to meet you all this time, this time is very interesting.”

Liang Yan intentionally changed the topic, and his fans understood his intention, and immediately followed his topic:

——I heard that TOP1 also participated in the recording, is it this issue?

——He doesn't show his face, so how can he record the show?You won't be wearing a headgear, will you?

——I heard that he is bald, and there will be mudslides if he shows his face. In order to keep fans, it is entirely possible to wear a headgear.

Liang Yan looked at the sound analysis in the comments, and laughed out loud: "He's not bald, I can prove it, but what he looks like will be revealed after everyone locks on "Brave Forward" this weekend."

Liang Yan chatted and sang with fans in the live broadcast room. The time passed quickly, and it was eleven o'clock in the blink of an eye, saying goodbye to the fans. Just after closing the live broadcast room, there was the sound of a combination lock at the entrance.

He knew that Wen Lang was back, and the club had signed up for a very important competition, and he basically went home at this time for the past two days.

Walking out of the bedroom to say hello to him, as soon as he walked to the middle of the living room, he smelled the smell of wine. Looking at the door, he found that Wen Lang was standing upright at the entrance, also looking at him.

It might be because of the drinking, he could clearly feel that Wen Lang's gaze tonight was a little different from usual, there was a bit more hidden unknown emotion.

Before Liang Yan could see clearly what those hidden emotions were, Wen Lang bent down and began to untie his shoelaces and change them.

Liang Yan turned around and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. When he came out, Wen Lang had already changed his shoes and was standing by the sofa.

Liang Yan walked up to him and handed him the water: "Did you drink a lot? Do you want me to buy you some hangover medicine?"

Wen Lang didn't reach out to pick up his water glass, but bent down directly and took a sip of water from his hand: "I'm not drunk, just sit here and wait for me for a while, I'll take a shower first, and then I have something to think about." chat with you."

作者有话要说：温朗：“怀疑老婆在钓我，但是他又好单纯，我根本找不到证据……”感谢在2022-02-1923:35:27~2022-02-2023:14:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 juniper;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Yujiang;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!