love story to tell you

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In the evening, Wen Ye was already lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. He was about to call Zhao Yanzhi. Zhao Yanzhi seemed to have a good heart with him, and the call came in the next moment.

"Brother, what are you doing? I was going to call you too." Wen Ye happily talked to Zhao Yanzhi.

Zhao Yanzhi was still a little depressed at first, but when he heard Wen Ye's voice, all the silt in his heart dissipated.

"I didn't do anything, I called you just after taking a shower. Did you have a good time today?" Zhao Yanzhi asked with a smile.

Wen Ye said: "I'm not as happy as I imagined, and a little sad."

Zhao Yanzhi asked: "What's wrong?"

Wen Ye mumbled to him for a long time.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in, and Wen Ye realized that the window was not closed, so he got out of bed and prepared to close the window while talking to Zhao Yanzhi.

He vaguely saw a person standing outside the yard of their house under the shade of a tree, with a cigarette in his hand, the flame was particularly obvious in the dark night.

He quietly called Zhao Yanzhi: "Brother."

Zhao Yanzhi didn't notice the same thing, and said "hmm".

Wen Ye seemed to be afraid of disturbing Zhao Yanzhi outside by speaking loudly, so he lowered the decibel, "Are you cold now?"

Hearing Wen Ye's words, Zhao Yanzhi felt that Wen Ye might know that he was outside. He raised his head subconsciously, and saw Wen Ye who opened the curtain and was looking at him.

He smiled helplessly, "I was discovered by you."

He didn't hear Wen Ye's voice for a long time, but saw him suddenly leave the window, and the sound of rapid breathing and walking came from his ears.

His lover is rushing to his side quickly.

Sure enough, Wen Ye ran out after a while. He even forgot that the temperature was very low, and ran out in a set of pajamas instead of a coat.

Wen Ye and Zhao Yanzhi looked at each other through the iron gate. After Zhao Yanzhi snuffed out the unfinished eyes on the trash can and threw them away, he came over and reached in to hold Wen Ye's hand. It was exactly as he thought. , was freezing cold.

"Come down without a shawl coat?" Zhao Yanzhi said distressedly.

It was only then that Wen Ye came to his senses, reached out and pressed the button, and the iron door slowly opened in front of them.

Zhao Yanzhi came in and hugged Wen Ye, and pulled off his coat to wrap Wen Ye.

Wen Ye raised his head from his arms to look at Zhao Yanzhi, and whispered, "Go upstairs?"

Zhao Yanzhi was silent. He wasn't sure how to explain if Wen Ye's father saw him tomorrow morning if he stayed overnight.

Wen Ye didn't wait for him to be silent, and pulled Zhao Yanzhi in, and pressed the button to close the door, and then pulled Zhao Yanzhi upstairs, back to his room.

When he arrived at Wen Ye's room, Zhao Yanzhi came back to his senses. He looked at Wen Ye and said, "Is it not good for me to appear at your house like this tomorrow morning?"

Wen Ye knew Zhao Yanzhi's inner thoughts, looked at him deliberately, and said lightly: "Are you so afraid that my father and father will know about us?"

Zhao Yanzhi quickly explained: "No, no, I'm just afraid that your father will be angry with you."

Seeing Zhao Yanzhi like this, Wen Ye quickly ran over to hug Zhao Yanzhi, put his arms around his neck, stretched out his face and rubbed against Zhao Yanzhi's face, kissed the corner of his mouth, and finally put his head Buried in the crescent of his neck.

After a while, Zhao Yanzhi heard Wen Ye's muffled voice, "Brother, don't be afraid, my father only has me as a son, even if he gets angry, he won't deny me."

Zhao Yanzhi nodded. He is not afraid of anything else. After all, he is alone now. Even if anything happens, for him, he will not lose anyone except Wen Ye.

However, Wen Ye was the only thing he wanted.

Wen Ye felt his hand was cold, so he pushed him to the bathroom to take a hot shower.

"Hurry up, look, your hands are cold, go take a hot bath to warm up, and I'll make you a cup of hot honey water." Wen Ye pushed Zhao Yanzhi into the bathroom while taking off his coat .

Zhao Yanzhi nodded helplessly, walked into the bathroom and then backed out half a step, bent over and kissed Wen Ye quickly on the lips.

Then he closed the door in front of Wen Ye.

Wen Ye stared blankly at the closed door in front of him, and soon Zhao Yanzhi's voice came out, "Baby, find me a bathrobe or a larger set of pajamas, and don't forget the underwear."

He blushed with embarrassment when he heard the last two words, and finally he went to find a set of T-shirt and trousers that cost him a lot, walked to the door of the bathroom, and knocked on the door.

"Brother, clothes."

The next moment the door opened, and Wen Ye thought he could see Zhao Yanzhi, who was naked, but the man was scratching his head so hard that only his head and one arm were exposed behind the door.

"Are you ready?" Zhao Yanzhi asked with a smile.

Wen Ye nodded, and said, "Except, except for underwear, everything else."

Hearing this, Zhao Yanzhi said, "What should I do without underwear?"

Wen Ye blushed and said, "Just leave it alone, it's not bad to find clothes you can wear."

As he spoke, Wen Ye reached out and closed the door for him.

Seeing the door being closed, Zhao Yanzhi raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Not long after, Wen Ye heard the water in the bathroom stop, and soon heard the sound of the door opening, and Zhao Yanzhi suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The T-shirt, which was too big for him, was still a bit small on Zhao Yanzhi's body, and it outlined all the outlines of his muscles.

As he was wiping his hair and walking this way, he saw that Wen Ye's face was slowly turning red, even the roots of his ears were red.

Zhao Yanzhi bent down provocatively and unconsciously, looked at Wen Ye, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Baby, what are you thinking? Your face is so red."

Hearing Zhao Yanzhi's voice, Wen Ye was terrified. He quickly got up and went to the bathroom, took out the hair dryer, and plugged it into the socket next to the bedside table.

After plugging it in, he turned his head and called Zhao Yanzhi, "Brother, come here, I'll blow dry your hair."

Zhao Yanzhi didn't speak either, just smiled and walked to the bedside table in front of Wen Ye and sat down, letting Wen Ye's slender fingers run through his hair.

During the ten minutes of blowing their hair, the two of them didn't speak. When Wen Ye looked down at Zhao Yanzhi's hair, his eyes caught Zhao Yanzhi's straight nose.

"Baby, do you have any thoughts after seeing your classmate's wedding today?" Zhao Yanzhi said.

Wen Ye did not answer for a long time.

He called out twice, but Wen Ye still didn't answer.

Zhao Yanzhi reached out to hold Wen Ye's hand holding the hair dryer.

Wen Ye didn't come back to his senses until he was touched. He looked at Zhao Yanzhi blankly and asked, "Huh? What did you say?"

Zhao Yanzhi smiled helplessly, and repeated the question just now.

Wen Ye was silent for a while. He watched Zhao Yanzhi take the hair dryer and turn it off, then took it into the bathroom and put it away.

When he came out again, he came to Wen Ye's side, held his hand and asked, "How is it? Have you thought about it?"

Wen Ye shook his head.

Zhao Yanzhi didn't force him, but let him think about it slowly, and then talk to himself after thinking about it.