After detonating the hot search

The eyes of the two met again in the rearview mirror, and Shen Huaijing smiled and staggered: "Going to Jiangbei?"

The tone of inquiry was affirmative.

Wen Young nodded: "It's too late."

The street was full of lights and shadows, and the car slowly merged into the traffic flow, and then turned around at the intersection of the avenue and drove towards Jiangbei.

The location of the school pharmacy was also displayed on the map of Wen Nian's mobile phone. When the prompt "You have deviated from the route" sounded, Wen Nian snapped his fingers and exited the navigation interface.

Shen Huaijing looked very relaxed: "Do you want to send a message to your roommate?"

Wen Nian almost forgot, took out his phone and sent Zhou Jiayi a WeChat message, saying that he would not be coming back tonight.

Zhou Jiayi replied almost instantly.

[+1: I saw Xia Nan's circle of friends, saying that Shen Han was drunk, are you with him? 】

[Wen Nian: Yes. 】

The "typing" on the opposite side appeared and disappeared, and after a while, the message box popped up again.

[+1: I heard that Teacher Shen came to pick you up? 】

[Wen Nian: Yes. 】

[+1: Then are you going to Shen Han's place or Mr. Shen's? 】

Wen Nian was about to go back, when Shen Han beside him suddenly waved his hand, the phone was not held firmly and fell on the car mat.

When Wen Nian picked it up again, Zhou Jiayi had already sent a series of messages.

[+1: OK, understand, understand. 】

[+1: Help me say hello to Teacher Shen. 】

[+1: Have a good night. 】

【"+1 to withdraw a message"】

[+1: I made a mistake and I made a mistake, I wish you a happy holiday. 】

Wen Nian: "..."

The bright light of the mobile phone screen caused Shen Han to look straight at this side, and being bound by the seat belt, he could only tilt his neck: "Who are you chatting with?"

With alcohol, Shen Han has a big tongue when he speaks.

Wen Nian straightened his head: "Jiayi."

Shen Han seemed to be reacting for a while, and then dragged out an extraordinarily long "Oh—": "I fell into the water with him, you said you would save me first, right?"

Wen Nian: "."

Is this a fight with the water or a fight with Jiayi?

"save you."

"Then me and..."

"Save you," Shen Han knew what he was going to say as soon as he opened his mouth, and was afraid that he would ask "my brother and I" in front of Shen Huaijing, so he immediately cut off the conversation, "Didn't you say you were sleepy, go to sleep. "

After getting a satisfactory answer, Shen Han let out another "oh" with a dragging tone.

The interior of the car returned to silence.

A red light, the car stopped.

"The second sentence is 'then me and' what." The person in the driver's seat asked suddenly.

Wen Nian: "..."

Wen Nian changed the subject unnaturally: "Is there any honey in Jiangbei?"

Shen Huaijing smiled, and after a while, he answered his question: "Yes."

"There seems to be a supermarket in front. I'll go and buy some millet and vegetables, and I'll make some porridge when I get back." Wen Nian said, thinking about the empty refrigerator in the villa.

Shen Huaijing responded, "Okay."

Half an hour before closing, the supermarket was empty of customers and there were very few cars in the parking lot.

Shen Huaijing parked the car at the corner: "I'll accompany you."

"No need." Wen Nian looked at Shen Han beside him, "Didn't you say that you will move around when you are drunk? If you get out of the car, you will be in trouble."

Shen Huaijing: "."

"I'll be back soon, about ten minutes." Wen Nian took off his seat belt on his own.

But Shen Huaijing got out of the car anyway, walked to the side of Wen Nian's car, and opened the door for him.

Wen Nian: "What's wrong?"

The fine wind blew in, and Shen Han shrank to the side with a grunt.

Shen Huaijing pressed the black peaked cap on his head: "Put it on."

·

Ten minutes later, Wen Nian came out of the supermarket wearing a peaked cap.

The parking lot is empty, and the wind blows from the flat ground, which is much colder than the street.

Shen Huaijing was wearing a long windbreaker and leaning against the car door. In this corner where the street lights couldn't even see him, the figure and the shadow of the car almost merged with the dense night. He lowered his head and bit a cigarette in his mouth. The flickering orange-red Mars became the only bright color, flashing as soon as the wind passed.

Wen Nian had smelled smoke from Shen Huaijing before, but this was the first time he saw Shen Huaijing smoking.

He remembered that at the last sports meeting, Shen Huaijing smoked to refresh himself, so he walked over: "Are you tired from driving?"

Shen Huaijing heard Wen Nian's voice, and immediately put out the cigarette in the trash can beside him.

"No," Shen Huaijing took the bag in his hand, "It's noisy in the car, come down to get some air."

"Quarrel?"

Shen Huaijing didn't turn his head, but tapped twice on the rear window with his fingers.

These two clicks were like some kind of signal, and Shen Han, who was still soundly asleep before Wen Nian got out of the car, suddenly stuck it up, because the sticking was too tight, his face was deformed.

Wen Nian: "..."

Shen Huaijing put his things in the passenger seat and looked at Wen Nian: "Get in the car, it's cold outside."

Said, opened the car door for him.

"What about you?" Wen Nian asked.

"I just finished smoking one, and I still have the smell on my body." Shen Huaijing straightened the hair on Wen Nian's forehead that was blown messy by the wind, "Let's loosen it first."

"It's windy here at night," Wen Nian said.

"I know, so get in the car quickly." Shen Huaijing raised his chin slightly and reached out to protect his head.

Wen Nian didn't answer, turned his footsteps, and suddenly approached Shen Huaijing...

Wen Nian's breath lingered on the side of Shen Huaijing's neck, and with just a slight breath, he opened the distance again.

"...the smell of smoke is gone, get in the car." After Wen Nian finished speaking, he leaned over and got in the car.

The light was very dim, but Shen Huaijing could still see Wen Nian's suddenly reddened ear tips.

He laughed softly in the evening wind, turned and got into the car.

Shen Huaijing drove so steadily that Wen Nian didn't know when he fell asleep.

When she was awakened by Shen Han's movement, the car had already parked in the garage of the villa.

"What time is it?" Wen Nian's voice was a little muffled.

"It's just past zero."

zero o'clock...

"Did I sleep for a long time?" Based on the driving distance, I should have arrived half an hour ago.

The leather armchairs were all warmed by the warm wind, and they had obviously stopped for a while.

"Not long," Shen Huaijing looked at him, "close your eyes."

Wen Nian's thoughts were still a little dull: "Huh?"

"Turn on the light, don't dazzle your eyes."

Wen Nian did as he said.

Shen Huaijing turned on the lights inside the car, and adjusted the light to a more comfortable brightness.

"The garage is cold, put it on first." He handed over his windbreaker and said.

Wen Nian glanced at Shen Han.

Shen Huaijing knew what he was thinking, and said, "He's not going to be cold after drinking."

As if to confirm Shen Huaijing's words, Shen Han yelled "Hot", then stretched out his hands to yank the zipper of his coat, pulling himself awake for a while, and saw Wen Nian in a daze, hitting his head on the ground like a mallet. on his shoulders.

"My brother is a devil."

"?"

"Don't let me talk."

"Say I'm noisy."

"And said to wake you up and throw me in the garage to sleep with that wall of tires."

Wen Nian: "..."

Just as Shen Han was about to say more, the collar at the nape of his neck was pulled up.

Brother's love is suffocating.

The villa is cleaned regularly so it is clean.

The familiar black, white and gray tones seem a little deserted on this rainy night.

Shen Huaijing made a glass of honey water and brought it upstairs.

The deserted room was a bit noisy at this moment, Shen Han shouted about the heat while kicking the quilt with his feet, there was a sound of water coming from the bathroom.

A few seconds later, the sound of water stopped, and Wen Nian came out with a wet towel in his hand.

Shen Huaijing fixed his eyes on the towel: "For him?"

Wen Nian said "hmm": "Wipe it, so you can sleep better."

Shen Huaijing put down the honey water slowly, and smiled: "Wipe what."

Wen Nian: "Face."

Shen Huaijing didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile.

Wen Nian's fingers holding the towel tightened suddenly: "...just wipe your face."

During the two months of Erxia's recording, not to mention wiping his face, Shen Han twisted his shoulder once, and Erxia's group of people helped him change his clothes. Wen Nian was a roommate, so he helped him change the most times. Know.

Thinking of this, Wen Nian felt that he had misunderstood, and was about to speak when he heard Shen Huaijing's voice.

"If you asked 'Teacher Shen', then Teacher Shen said yes."

Wen Nian: "?"

Shen Huaijing: "But my boyfriend said no."

Shen Huaijing lowered his voice: "So who are you asking now?"

I don't know if it's because he sat too close to Shen Han in the car and sat for too long, Wen Nian felt that he also smelled of alcohol on his body now, and he was too hot.

He froze for a while, then stuffed the towel in his hand to Shen Huaijing, turned around: "...I'll go down and cook porridge."

Shen Huaijing laughed.

Shen Han tore off his coat by himself, and threw it on the ground casually. The habit he developed from Er Xia made him open his mouth and shout "Niannian": "I'm thirsty!"

Shen Huaijing turned his head, stared at it for a long while, and then lifted him up.

Shen Han didn't open his eyes, but drank the honey water quite quickly.

"Niannian, this water has a smell."

Shen Huaijing took a towel and covered his face twice: "Call me sister-in-law."

"No, my brother won't let me." Shen Han was obviously not used to his brother's face full of love, shaking his head to avoid the touch of the wet towel, "I called him to send me to sleep with the tire."

"Exit."

Shen Huaijing covered him with a quilt, turned off the lights and went downstairs.

Wen Nian was washing his hands in front of the counter, and while wiping his hands, he sniffed the clothes on his shoulders lightly.

"Smells like smoke?" Shen Huaijing walked over.

Wen Nian couldn't tell, it was more like the scent of mint on a windbreaker than the smoke.

"I haven't had time to prepare the pajamas, so I can use mine for now, okay?"

Wen Nian was taken aback.

Shen Huaijing's tone was so natural that he was taken upstairs before he could react.

After a month, he was still familiar with this room, so familiar that he could clearly remember how many hangers there were on which floor of the closet.

But now the problem is...

"Do I sleep here?" Wen Nian said, looking at the pajamas that were placed on the corner of the bed.

Shen Huaijing responded indifferently: "The sheets and quilt were just changed two days ago."

Wen Nian: "."

"...I'll sleep here, what about you?" Wen Nian asked calmly, suppressing his pounding heartbeat.

Shen Huaijing said, "Look at you."

The gears of the brain are scrapped again.

Only then did Shen Huaijing laugh, let go of her boyfriend who was so nervous that he was about to smoke, and said, "There are many rooms."

Wen Nian's heartbeat finally subsided, and the tight shoulders loosened.

Shen Huaijing leaned over and turned on the bedside lamp for him: "Do you recognize the bed?"

Wen Nian: "No."

"Fortunately," Shen Huaijing added in a soft voice, "It doesn't take time to get used to it."

... What are you used to?

Wen Nian came to his senses, pursed his lips quickly, took his pajamas, and walked quickly into the bathroom.