Olfactory failure

The tie clips tightly clenched in his fists made his palms sore, reminding Wen Yanshu of the chaotic reality he had to face.

Closing his eyes is a pair of hands holding him up and down, opening his eyes is the eyes that stared at him seriously in his dream, Wen Yanshu endured his weakness and turned to the other side, the current situation does not allow him to lift the quilt and hide in the bathroom, He could only throw his back to the other party to avoid the ambiguous stare.

"What do you think?" Wen Yanshu's voice was muffled into the corner of the quilt, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Zheng Chengyan tilted his head and looked at Wen Yanshu's back, and reacted so quickly when he opened his eyes, he was really afraid that if he moved his body again, the other party would crawl under the bed.

"Is this a question or a question?" Zheng Chengyan asked.

Wen Yanshu pulled down the quilt to make his tone sound more real: "Doubt."

Questioning is bound to argue about right and wrong. Questioning is just to find out what the other person is thinking. Whether what happened last night was caused by alcohol or blamed on the impulsiveness of adults, both of them have an idea anyway.

Zheng Chengyan stared at Wen Yanshu's sunken spinal groove when he was lying on his side, as if he usually held a meeting according to the outline, and analyzed layer by layer: "If the question is about crossing the line of the established marriage relationship, I think that if you love me and I want to It was an unavoidable accident and we made no mistake."

The naked eye can hear Yan Shu trying to relax, Zheng Chengyan continued: "If you are asking how we will get along in the future, I asked you last night if you would like to give it a try, and you did not refuse. You have a lot of time to think about it. , but I guess I can't bear it for too long."

Seeing Wen Yanshu tense his muscles again because of the deliberately emphasized word "forbearance", Zheng Chengyan slowly threw the last arrow: "If you are asking about the experience of this sex, then I just want to say, Yanshu, you were great last night."

As if being stabbed in the back impartially by this arrow, Wen Yanshu immediately hugged him and sat up, realizing that no matter how much he concealed it, it would be useless, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness welling up from the bottom of his heart.

Looking for inspiration, his train of thought was completely disrupted by this incident. The foreword message he designed, the etiquette and restraint he thought at first, were all overturned by the storm all night.

The other side of the mattress moved slightly, Wen Yanshu immediately cast a wary look at Zheng Chengyan like a frightened bird, and the latter made a gesture to lift the quilt and get out of bed: "Lie down a little longer, I'll wash my face and get you something to eat .”

Wen Yanshu turned his face away and lowered his eyes to the wall again. It was one thing to take off his clothes and hug Zheng Chengyan last night when he was unconscious.

Turning around again, Zheng Chengyan was no longer in the room, and Wen Yanshu pushed back the quilt to check the traces left on his body after a night of indulgence, shame and resentment had no choice but to get out of bed and pick up the crumpled clothes and put them back on.

There were two red marks left by the tie on the wrist, Wen Yanshu stretched the sleeves of his shirt to cover them, and tucked the hem into the waistband of his trousers, as if he was fully dressed, and what happened last night can be treated as if it didn’t happen Pass.

He bowed down and searched around the bed twice, but Zheng Chengyan couldn't find the belt on the left and right, so he had to give up.

The tie clip has already been warmed by him, and Wen Yanshu's chest hurts when he saw this metal thing, and was wondering whether to put it back on Zheng Chengyan's tie without leaving a trace, when he heard the bathroom door handle being twisted behind him. moving sound.

"Don't lie down for a while?" Zheng Chengyan asked.

His bangs were splashed wet when he washed his face with water, and drooping around his eyebrows and eyes, he was more relaxed than usual when he was about to go out, but it was precisely because of the intimacy brought by this appearance that Wen Yanshu didn't want to see Zheng Cheng. Yan looked at him to see if his eyes were a little different from usual.

"I'm going to wash my face." Wen Yanshu hastily turned away his peripheral vision, bypassed him, got into the bathroom and closed the door, turned on the water and bent over to splash his face wet.

Repeating this action countless times, Wen Yanshu raised his face with the support of the washstand, his face was reflected in the mirror, but he didn't look at his lost eyes, nor at his dry lips, his eyes first fell on his nose superior.

I don’t know whether to say that Zheng Chengyan respects people or deliberately embarrass him. He only kissed the tip of his nose when he was defenseless. It happened that his nose is the one that he uses the most in his daily work and is the one that is praised the most when he attends various occasions. It's also the nose, and after this night, whether it's work or receiving compliments, the first thing he thinks of must be the kiss Zheng Chengyan gave him.

Wen Yanshu didn't open the door until he calmed down in the bathroom, he didn't think of words to break the silence, but Zheng Chengyan beckoned him to the tea table: "Have breakfast first, I'll check out. "

Wen Yanshu didn't glance at Zheng Chengyan's face at all, and after sitting down, he picked up a plastic spoon and stirred the still smoking lean meat porridge: "Did you buy it when you went out?"

"Just the breakfast shop downstairs in the hotel, nourish your appetite, and eat more tonight." Zheng Chengyan put on his wallet and went out, a gentle closing sound of the door gave Wen Yanshu a space to calm down for a while.

A bowl of hot porridge was extinguished by him. Wen Yanshu stopped and stroked his face with his palm. He always had the illusion that Zheng Chengyan was taking care of his emotions. It can be seen that he had met such a domineering Zheng Chengyan before. Don't dare to label each other indiscriminately.

Zheng Chengyan came back soon, picked up the suit jacket at the end of the bed and wrapped it up. I was too lazy to tie the tie, wrapped it a few times and stuffed it into his pocket.

Wen Yanshu threw the empty lunch box into a plastic bag and tied the mouth of the bag. Just as he stood up, Zheng Chengyan stretched out his hand to him: "Give me the car key."

Wen Yanshu didn't want to make himself look too fragile: "I'll just drive."

"There are several speed bumps on the way back, can you bear it?" Zheng Chengyan still stretched out his hand, "Give it to me, so as not to change people halfway through the drive."

The palm spread under his eyes seemed to be full of stubbornness, Wen Yanshu was silent in his pocket, thinking that he just thought that Zheng Chengyan's palm was very hot, Zheng Chengyan said, I have always had this temperature, but You never took it.

He didn't understand why he could remember every detail after being drunk, and he was willing to cut it off so that they could return to their original irrelevant relationship.

The stalemate would only make the atmosphere more awkward, Wen Yanshu took out the key and put it in Zheng Chengyan's palm, and walked towards the door.

Just as he was about to open the door, Wen Yanshu's hand froze in the air. He never thought that his missing belt would appear on the doorknob. He searched through his memories, and remembered with a lag that the deviation between him and Zheng Chengyan was from last night after he entered the door. Acquiesce to the other party to untie this belt for him to start.

"Don't you want the belt?" Zheng Chengyan reached out from behind and took off the belt.

From the moment he opened his eyes on the bed, Wen Yanshu resisted not looking at Zheng Chengyan, and now he finally turned around and asked, "Are you just waiting to see me making jokes?"

However, there was no trace of sarcasm on Zheng Chengyan's face, and he held his belt and looked directly into his eyes peacefully: "I thought you were never going to look at me in your life."

This accidental sinking has long been unable to distinguish right from wrong. What Wen Yanshu complained about was his self-control that broke when he was drunk. He didn't take back the belt and didn't look at Zheng Chengyan again. He put his hand on the doorknob , let the slightly conflicted tone calm down: "You drive my car back, I'll take a taxi."

His waist suddenly tightened, and he was hooked back by Zheng Chengyan. The people behind him didn't use any force, passed his hands through his side, and gently put the end of the belt into the belt loop of his trousers: "Why not?" Didn't I remind you that the belt is hanging here earlier, just to let you face what happened last night?"

The road the belt traveled was like stroking the waist and abdomen through the fabric. Wen Yanshu stood there motionless, and Ren Zhengchengyan soothed all his shame: "Yanshu, we just did what normal couples would do, why do we have to Characterize it as a mistake because of our initial verbal agreement? Who stipulated that this marriage must be rigid?"

Putting the belt into the buckle, Zheng Chengyan tightened the girth, imagining that he was trapping people into his own trap: "Just treat it as my violation first, I am the one who should feel guilty and should reflect on myself, if you don't chase after me by the collar Blame, what's the point of avoiding my eyes?"

The buckle was tightened, Zheng Chengyan withdrew his hand in time, helped Wen Yanshu straighten his windbreaker, and knocked on the back of the opponent's heart with his fingers: "Don't lock yourself up, open the door for me, okay?"

Because of this tapping action, Wen Yanshu's heart suddenly shrank.The circumference of the belt around the waist is just right, just like Zheng Chengyan's attitude of not advancing an inch and not retreating a foot, Wen Yanshu feels that he is placed in a very comfortable range.

So he also opened the door, counting it as an answer to the other party's question: "Go home, Mocha is going to be so hungry that he will bite the potted plant."

Temporarily repairing the cracks, Zheng Chengyan sat in Wen Yanshu's driver and lit the engine, turning on the morning radio habitually.

Wen Yanshu was rather cautious in his own car. He leaned against the door and propped his chin. His eyes drifted past the rearview mirror and caught the violets in the back row. He was very upset, so he looked away from the car window. When the car passed the speed bump, Frown occasionally.

Zheng Chengyan's attention was not on the radio, he turned his head to look at the road conditions, happened to see Yanshu's raised and lowered hand, and felt a little guilty.

Not far from Xingtan Famous Residence, Zheng Chengyan turned the steering wheel and asked, "Are you going to take a shower when you get home?"

Wen Yanshu hurriedly lowered his head and sniffed his clothes: "Do I have a strange smell?"

It is normal to be smelled of various perfumes and alcohol at a reception, but Wen Yanshu has a picky sense of smell, and this mixed aroma is defined in his concept as a harmful substance that damages the nose.

Zheng Chengyan denied it: "It doesn't smell strange, but when I bought breakfast just now, I stopped by and bought some other things, you can use them after you take a shower."

He slowed down and drove into the parking lot, the noise faded away, he reversed into an empty parking space and turned off the engine, reached into his pocket with his left hand and first took out a rolled tie, and then took out a tube of ointment from his right pocket.

I did enough foreplay last night, Wen Yanshu should not be injured, but looking at other places...

Zheng Chengyan handed the ointment over, smiling apologetically: "My tie clip is a little out of place, and I'll confess to you on its behalf. You try this ointment and it doesn't work. If it doesn't work, I'll..."

With an empty hand, Wen Yanshu snatched the ointment away, rubbing his arm to his chest during the movement, Wen Yanshu's ears were hot from the pain, he slapped something on Zheng Chengyan's palm, then decisively opened the door and got out of the car: "Teach it yourself. "

The car door slammed with a loud bang, and Zheng Chengyan lowered his eyes, only to see the tie clip lying in his hand.