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Jiang Huan closed the door of the room with his backhand.

Miao An kicked off her shoes and walked in front, while Jiang Huan bent down to put Miao An's shoes away, took out the slippers and changed his own first, then followed Miao An to the living room with another pair of slippers.

When Miao An turned around and sat on the sofa, Jiang Huan put the slippers at his feet.

"It's just spring, and the film and television city is surrounded by mountains on three sides and it's still quite cold, so it's better not to walk barefoot."

"..."

Miao An glanced at Jiang Huan, raised his legs, and folded his arms. He was wearing black high-top socks, which were stretched flat because of the suspenders, and stretched all the way into the trouser legs.

"The temperature is 26 degrees, is it okay?"

"..."

Jiang Huan went to the table to pick up the remote control of the air conditioner, turned to ask Miao An, but Miao An still ignored him.

"What about the luggage? Where did you leave it? Does it matter?"

"...Fuck."

Miao An couldn't help swearing. He turned his head and took a deep breath. He stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, then frowned and said, "What did you learn when you went to Japan? Did you go to Cowherd School?"

"You know I went to Japan." Jiang Huan's tone was very calm, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing, "Miao Ran told you, right? I graduated now and returned to China."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Miao An sneered, what does it mean to "return to the country", if you don't return to the country, what is the person standing in front of you like a wall?

"What about you, are you still leaving?" Jiang Huan asked Miao An softly.

"do not know."

Miao An's mood gradually became irritable, he must have drank fake alcohol on the plane just now, otherwise he wouldn't have come to have a room with Jiang Huan and talk such nonsense as soon as he landed.

"That--"

Jiang Huan took another step forward, then knelt down on one knee.

He looked up at Miao An, and put his hands on Miao An's knee.

"Can the answer to the question just mentioned be fulfilled?"

Miao An stared at Jiang Huan's hands.

It's really big, the palm wraps Miao An's knees, the joints are distinct, although the touch is gentle, but the protruding bones betray the owner.

Just a hug, just a hug.

During the six months they were together, they hugged countless times. Jiang Huan was tall and strong, so he could hug Miao An casually.

He can hold Miao An in his arms, or let Miao An's legs tighten around his waist, and then hug him in his arms.

They can still hug each other in bed.

So, it was just a hug, so Miao An didn't care at all, that's why Miao An agreed to Jiang Huan easily, so...

Jiang Huan raised his head, he was still waiting for Miao An's approval.

"What are we?" Miao An leaned down and put his arms on his legs, his face was only a punch away from Jiang Huan, "We broke up."

"I know, I was the one who mentioned it." Jiang Huan's eyes stayed on Miao'an's face, "I'm the one who wants to break up with you."

"Then what are you doing now?" Miao An lowered her eyelids to avoid Jiang Huan's gaze, "What? I have been to Japan for two years, have you learned how to test it?"

"No probing."

Jiang Huan suddenly lowered his head and put his face on Miao An's knee.

"I just wanted to see you and ask you, that's all."

The strands of hair had already touched Miao An's lips, and Miao An couldn't help taking a breath, it was still the pleasant smell of vetiver.

From the moment Jiang Huan appeared in front of him, Miao An could smell that smell.

His glands, which hadn't functioned for more than two years, started to feel hot again.

If Jiang Huan hadn't looked back just now, maybe Miao'an and him would never have contacted again. They were just friends who broke up. What is there to miss?

But Jiang Huan turned his head back and ran up to him, and now he is kneeling here again, looking devout.

"Are you crazy?" Miao An asked him, Miao An would not ask himself, because he had already gone crazy.

"I do not have."

Jiang Huan moved his head, his hair brushed Miao An's face, his voice was muffled: "I broke up with you, I ran away from the country, it was me, but I miss you so much, very much Miss you, me, I just want to hug you, just a hug, just a hug..."

"Do you just want to hug me?"

Miao An lowered her head and pressed her lips against Jiang Huan's hair:

"Do you just want to hug me? Don't you want something else? Huh? How did you live for two years? Did you have a wonderful life? Otherwise, why would you just want to hug me?"

Jiang Huan shook his head, buried his head in Miao An's knee, and moved his fingers to Miao An's thigh:

"You know everything, you know everything, why do you still ask me?"

Miao An snorted coldly, but kissed Jiang Huan's hair with her mouth: "Do you think you are worthy?"

"..."

This time Jiang Huan didn't speak anymore, his fingers got stuck in Miao An's taut fabric, Miao An was so thin, but there were still some muscles in his thighs.

"I hooked my fingers and you followed me, are you cheap?"

"If I lift my foot, you will kneel down, are you cheap?"

"Why are you so cheap... Didn't you break up with me..."

When Miao An said this, he couldn't help frowning. He reached out and held Jiang Huan's face, forcing Jiang Huan to raise his head to face himself.

Jiang Huan cried.

Reddish eye sockets, tiny tears, when he looked up at Miao An, his eyelashes were wet.

"why are you crying?"

Miao An held Jiang Huan's face and asked in puzzlement:

"Why are you crying?"

"Shouldn't I be the one who should cry?"

"Aren't you very firm and chic when you broke up with me?"

Jiang Huan didn't speak, but Miao'an's leg hurt from Jiang Huan's hand.

Miao An let go of Jiang Huan's hand, he wanted to push Jiang Huan away, he was tired, he didn't want to play this silent game with Jiang Huan, why, why Jiang Huan could be so cheap.

He is also cheap, and when others turn around, he wants to seduce him again.

But Jiang Huan has great strength. He is so tall and strong. When he was skinny two years ago, he could still find some muscles after taking off his clothes, let alone now?

So when Jiang Huan hugged Miao An's legs, Miao An couldn't break free, and Jiang Huan imprisoned him on the sofa.

"I'm cheap." Jiang Huan told Miao An's eyes, shaking his eyelashes, "I just want to hug you, can't I? Didn't you promise me just now? I can hug you here, right? You promised, do you want to break your promise?"

Jiang Huan straightened up while speaking, before he could wait for Miao An's answer, he suddenly rushed forward, and then hugged Miao An's shoulder.

He pushed Miao An into his arms firmly.

So thin... When Jiang Huan hugged Miao An tightly, he thought: Miao An is thinner than he imagined.