Spontaneous Combustion

The style of Shen Tingmo's house is very similar to his own, mainly gray and white, with simple lines and no extra decorations.

Unlike the apartment that Ruan Wei rented when he was in college, he made it look like an otaku's happy house before he lived in it for a few days. There are figurines and surroundings in every corner, and the place where he often stays must be covered with soft Home textiles, to ensure that you are always comfortable and comfortable.

"Wouldn't it be cool to sit on this material?" Ruan Wei touched the fabric of the sofa with a disgusted expression.

"I don't have time, the designer arranged it together," Shen Tingmo replied.

Ruan Wei patted the dust on himself when he moved the goods, and then glanced at the spotless clean-faced sofa, and asked hesitantly, "Can I sit on it?"

"Okay." Shen Tingmo's movement of turning around paused for a moment: "Wait a minute, I'll get you water."

Ruan Wei patted the ashes on his trousers again, and sat down on the sofa in embarrassment, feeling awkwardly restrained, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Shen Tingmo took cool mineral water from the refrigerator, put it in front of Ruan Wei, glanced at his sitting posture, and asked gently: "Do you want to take a bath?"

Ruan Wei's eyes lit up, and hesitantly said: "It's not convenient, I don't even have a change of clothes, and it will still get dirty after washing."

"Wear mine," Shen Tingmo replied simply, and quickly turned around to find clothes for him in the bedroom.

Ruan Wei picked up her collar and sniffed it, then wrinkled her face and made a "yue" movement. Shen Tingmo must think that she is dirty and smelly, affecting the indoor environment, which is too heart-wrenching.

When Shen Tingmo came back, he was holding a stack of beige summer clothes, which looked soft and comfortable. Ruan Wei was not the kind of hypocritical person, so he said "thank you" and went into the bathroom under Shen Tingmo's guidance.

After taking a shower, she was refreshed, and her irritability was flushed into the sewer along with the stinky sweat. Ruan Wei decided to forgive Shen Tingmo for being late today.

There was no panties in that stack of clothes, maybe Shen Tingmo forgot, or maybe the size was not right, so he didn't take it at all, the carefree Ruan Wei didn't mind, and put on Shen Tingmo's short sleeves and shorts directly in the spare time.

As Ruan Wei walked out, she tried to tuck the hem of her clothes into her trousers, stretching her oversized waist.

The L-size clothes looked a little funny on the M-size body, the loose collar was askew, revealing a piece of milky white skin, dotted with red marks around the collarbone.

Shen Tingmo has also changed out of his slim business shirt, and is sitting on the sofa in a set of pure cotton pajamas, with a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on his nose, browsing the reports on the pad.

"Are you nearsighted?" Ruan Wei asked naturally.

Shen Tingmo raised his head when he heard the words: "It's not high, it's [-] degrees. It doesn't affect life at ordinary times. It's only used when reading materials."

If we want to make an objective comparison, Ruan Wei prefers to get along with Shen Tingmo now than the senior Shen he had a crush on back then.

He no longer cherishes words like gold, and will patiently answer every question he has, no matter whether it is reasonable or not.

Maybe this is money ability, Ruan Wei thought.

"I haven't seen you bring it before," Ruan Wei took advantage of the opportunity to sit on the side sofa, took a sip of ice water.

This was the first time Ruan Wei mentioned "before" in front of Shen Tingmo after the reunion. Shen Tingmo was stunned for a moment, and replied slowly: "Your eyes were better when you were young."

"Hey, it sounds like you're getting old." Maybe because Shen Tingmo is no longer so unattainable, Ruan Wei generously admitted the old acquaintance with each other: "It's been five years, I don't think you have changed at all, It just seems to have grown taller."

Shen Tingmo traced Ruan Wei's eyebrows and eyes in detail, and heaved a sigh of relief: "You too."

Ruan Wei misunderstood the meaning, and looked resentful: "I am 1.8 in my sophomore year. My mother said that I will grow to [-] meters in the future. It has been so many years. Why is it still motionless? Every time I have a physical examination, I have to tiptoe secretly. These two centimeters are the dignity of a man!"

Accidentally mentioning her dead mother, Ruan Wei quickly realized, and changed the subject again: "Aren't you hot to wear shirts to work every day? Such dense fabrics, you can see that I get prickly heat from boredom."

"The air-conditioning in the office basically complies with international standards, and it won't be hot." Shen Tingmo answered him patiently, then said "wait a moment", and returned to the bedroom again.

As soon as he left, Ruan Wei began to carefully look at this apartment, which had a very distinct bachelor style, except for the necessary living furniture, there was no icing on the cake.

There are two bedrooms, and another room with a half-open door. Ruan Wei turned his head to look at the furnishings inside. It should be a study, which fits Shen Tingmo's status as an elite in the workplace.

Ruan Wei thought endlessly, Shen Tingmo said back then that he had someone he liked, but he didn't know if it was a man or a woman, did he catch up with this person later?

For a person with a dull temperament like Shen Tingmo, what would it be like if he really liked someone, and how would he treat him?

Looking at Shen Tingmo's current living conditions, he should not be with the other party, why?For what reason did you miss it?

A light cough interrupted Ruan Wei's wild thoughts, Shen Tingmo stood in front of Ruan Wei with a medicine bottle and a cotton swab, lowered his head and said, "Pull the neckline down a bit, I'll apply some medicine for you, don't scratch anymore."

"Oh," Ruan Wei obeyed, raised her hands and pulled at the already loose neckline, exposing the entire collarbone, and the fabric fell on the chest, barely covering the tiny pink.

Shen Tingmo took out a newly opened sterile cotton swab, dipped it in the white liquid medicine in the medicine bottle, and applied it to Ruan Wei's prickly heat skin with gentle and delicate movements.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Ruan Wei asked with an itch.

"Calamine, I checked, it is symptomatic," Shen Tingmo slowed down his breathing and focused on the movements of his hands.

"Why do you have this kind of medicine at home?" Ruan Wei was curious.

"Before I was allergic, it was prescribed in the hospital," Shen Tingmo wiped away, waiting patiently for the potion to dry.

Based on Ruan Wei's understanding of Shen Tingmo, this person would never go to the hospital unless he was seriously ill, so he chatted along the topic: "Is it serious? Are you allergic even if you are in such good health?"

Shen Tingmo recalled for a moment, and said truthfully with no expression on his face: "The financial management client is the boss of a pharmaceutical factory, and occasionally runs there. The smell in the factory is very strong, and it may be allergic to certain chemical ingredients."

Ruan Wei laughed, and Shen Tingmo's serious storytelling was rigid and helpless, and it really seemed like he was doing things with a salary.

But Ruan Wei found it very interesting. The matter of "letting Shen Tingmo speak" was full of fun in itself, and it was also the biggest surprise that Ruan Wei had gained since reuniting with him.

So Ruan Wei continued to ask: "Where is the allergy?"

Shen Tingmo once again showed an expression of trying to remember, but his hand didn't stop, and continued to apply medicine to the other side:

"The parts exposed to the air, except the face, the doctor said that the skin resistance of the face is better."

Ruan Wei laughed out loud this time, and even thought such Shen Tingmo was cute, "Is there an academic term for the parts exposed to the air?"

Shen Tingmo shook his head seriously: "It's the doctor's original words. I personally don't think these words are rigorous. Clothes can't block the air, but can only block the sight of others. The whole body of a person is exposed to the air."

Shen Tingmo threw away the used cotton swab, waited for the potion to dry completely, and helped Ruan Wei pull up the collar and tidy it up.

Shen Tingmo knew that his expression was boring, but Ruan Wei seemed very happy and smiled. If it made him happy, then he could continue talking like this, and it didn't matter.

For someone like Shen Tingmo, his liking is like an allergy, obviously his whole body and mind are exposed to the air, but Ruan Wei can only see his face with relatively strong resistance and natural indifference.

"I understand what the doctor means," Ruan Wei was really happy, so he became playful and started to play.

"You usually wear such tight clothes, chemical gas will definitely not break your defense, only here..." Ruan Wei stretched out her finger and poked the back of Shen Tingmo's hand, "Are you allergic here?"

"Well," Shen Tingmo lowered his eyebrows, looking at the place Ruan Wei touched, there were tiny cold hairs trembling quietly.

"Is there still here?" Ruan Wei tapped Shen Tingmo's neck with her fingertips again, "This place is also exposed to the air."

Shen Tingmo seemed to have been hit by an acupuncture point, his muscles tensed, his pulse stopped for a moment, and then it beat violently, driving the blood in his body to flow violently to uncontrollable parts.

Ruan Wei just touched it lightly twice and immediately withdrew his hand, so he didn't know that the place where his fingertip touched was Shen Tingmo's carotid artery, and it happened to touch on the little red mole that he used to be very greedy. It teases more vividly.

This place suitable for a lover to kiss and leave marks is a sensitive place that Shen Tingmo himself has never understood.

"Sorry, wait for me a moment," Shen Tingmo hastily turned and went into the bathroom, leaving Ruan Wei with a puzzled look on his face.

Ruan Wei lit the fire but didn't know it, thinking that Shen Tingmo was just anxious, so he heartlessly accepted Shen Tingmo's treatment results.

The prickly heat around the collarbone has been taken care of, and after the potion dries up, it looks like a layer of white powder. Ruan Wei thought nonchalantly that this thing should work in the same way as baby talcum powder. I don't know if applying baby powder to Shen Tingmo, who is allergic, will help.

Ruan Wei didn't know that she was Shen Tingmo's biggest allergen.

In order to wait for the "allergic reaction" to subside, Shen Tingmo stayed in the bathroom for more than ten minutes before coming out. The hair on his chin and forehead was still stained with cold drops of water. He looked at Ruan Wei with calm eyes and asked, "Do you feel better?" .”

Ruan Wei nodded, pointed to the cardboard box next to the entrance, and asked him, "Aren't you going to check what's inside?"

Shen Tingmo responded with what Ruan Wei said: "I believe in your professionalism as a courier."

Ruan Wei was amused, and still persuaded him: "It's better to check it, after all, it's a valuable thing, while I'm still here, I can help you with after-sales."

"No need," Shen Tingmo didn't explain anything, turned around and went into the kitchen to get busy. Before it was completely dark, he prepared a simple two dishes and one soup, and fed Ruan Wei who seemed to be in need of care.

Until Ruan Wei finished a simple but refreshing dinner, the big cardboard box was still placed in the corner, and Shen Tingmo didn't seem to have any intention to open it.

Ruan Wei reminded him again before leaving, but Shen Tingmo just shook his head and said:

"Wait until you really need it, and then take it apart."

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