Even so, I still like you

The snow last night was really heavy. When you look outside, the whole world seems to be enclosed in a glass ball. The roads, roofs, and trees are covered with dense piles of snow. It's like a fairy tale, but it's uncomfortable enough for office workers.

There was hail the size of glutinous rice balls in the early morning, but Zhang Yuhang didn't mention it, and Shen Tongguang didn't know about it either.

After washing in hot water, Shen Tongguang put on a big down jacket, squatted down while rubbing Yu Meijing, and looked at the big bag of vegetables that Zhang Yuhang bought: "Is there still live fish?"

"Amazing." Zhang Yuhang raised his eyebrows while rolling up his sleeves.

The fish in the bag were not reconciled to death, they were quite vigorous, and they were thrashing wildly in the black plastic bag. Shen Tongguang's face was watered by his tail.

Zhang Yuhang looked at him speechlessly, and suddenly raised his hand as a knife, and slashed at the back of Shen Tongguang's neck!

Under the heavy blow, Shen Tongguang immediately fainted to the ground, unconscious.

... Just kidding, it's not a martial arts novel.

The two of them made breakfast together for a while, Shen Tongguang didn't divide the five grains into four bodies, and cut the shredded vegetables into chips to make them as wide as French fries. If you really don’t want to help, it’s all right, a group of people can make people angry, Zhang Yuhang grabbed the big knife, and cut off the head of the fish with a snort: "Xialu Dongfan, get out of here."

Shen Tongguang picked up a piece of crispy white radish from the basket to eat, and ran away before Zhang Yuhang slapped him, chewing and chewing. When he passed the entrance, he suddenly saw Zhang Yuhang's sneakers neatly placed on the ground, with the soles smeared. The snow-melted water of the small beach.

Shen Tongguang squatted down and hugged his knees and looked at it quietly for a while, then suddenly reached out to lift up the shoes, and moved them to the tatami that was still warm to bake.

He went back to the sofa and pulled out his phone to start the game, but when he turned on the screen, there were more than a dozen missed calls, all of which were from editors. He was so frightened that he threw dynamite aside and quickly changed the tablet to play.

In fact, if he swipe down, he will find that there are still seven or eight calls from Zhang Yuhang.It was because of these unanswered calls that the other party rushed over from school in the wind and snow, and relaxed when he saw Shen Tongguang sleeping soundly, and went out to the vegetable market again in the cold and wet snow Catch the first wave.

A loyal dog with a pure bloodline, caught up with the first love period, because the young heart is still hot, and the impulsiveness will burn vigorously, no matter how hard it is, it will not be enough.

After eating the hot breakfast, Shen Tongguang suddenly thought of something again, and went to pick it up in two plastic bags containing vegetables, and said in surprise: "No set?"

Zhang Yuhang got up helplessly, turned around and threw the bag he had carried to him.

Shen Tongguang unzipped the zipper and reviewed it with the faint light from the balcony: "Real English test papers for postgraduate entrance examinations, "Contemporary World Politics and Economics", "Basis of Law", "University Chinese"... I'm sleepy."

"Am I so filthy in your heart?" Zhang Yuhang squinted his eyes, "I will live in your house for the past three days, and I will only cook, study, and sleep."

Shen Tongguang snorted: "It's a free study room here."

Zhang Yuhang smiled slightly: "There is also a bathhouse."

Shen Tongguang said angrily: "You just like my high-end bathtub!"

The two do their own work during the day, one is in the living room and the other is in the studio, and they play games together in the afternoon, and they live in peace.

It was already dark at dinner time, and they ate with flashlights. Shen Tongguang was like a child, and he thought it was fun: "The flashlight dinner illuminates my beauty. It has a special flavor."

After dinner, Zhang Yuhang picked up the quilt and pillow on the sofa, and moved to the bedroom. Shen Tongguang stopped playing games, and followed him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Yuhang brushed and made the bed, patted the pillow, and said calmly, "Sleep together to keep you warm."

"Tsk tsk tsk, the heart of a little octopus," Shen Tongguang sneered, "Every reader knows it."

"Really." Zhang Yuhang straightened up, showing that half-smile expression, "Tell me?"

Shen Tongguang: "I'm innocent, I'm a decent boy, I can't say that kind of dirty words."

At this moment, the sound of fireworks bursting suddenly came from outside the window.It's the last day of the end of the year, and it's as dark as outside the house, and many people in the community drag their families out to have fun, crackling, colorful fireworks shining into the room, like flying light and flowing snow.

"Listen," Shen Tongguang pointed to the sky, "this is the voice in your heart."

Zhang Yuhang suddenly grabbed his wrist and pressed him on the bed.

Shen Tongguang stays at home all year round, his body is delicate and frail, and he easily pushes himself down, so he immediately fell on his back: "What are you doing! Are you crazy?"

"Well," Zhang Yuhang pressed his forehead and said, "Do what the ellipsis should do."

Shen Tongguang swallowed his throat, his eyes wandered all over the place: "Do you think that you say that... do you feel sorry for the readers?"

"Haha." Zhang Yuhang stretched his eyebrows and smiled nicely, "That's not something I should worry about."

Fireworks filled the sky outside, shining like stars one after another, and the two scuffled heartily on the bed, making noise like fire.

They fought each other left and right, uppercuts, judo locks, pinches, scratches, and bites. In the end, Zhang Yuhang didn't mess up a hair, but Shen Tongguang was out of breath, and his thin arms and legs were crushed and couldn't move: "Come on, help me!" Ah, domestic violence! A grown man eats his fist!"

Zhang Yuhang had had enough of teasing him. He lowered his head and kissed him hard on the neck. Just as he was about to get to the point, Shen Tongguang suddenly jumped up violently: "Wait, wait! My stomach hurts!"

Zhang Yuhang relaxed a bit, half-believing: "True or not?"

"Really!" Shen Tongguang screamed in a series of strange voices, "Really, really! It hurts, ah, I want to go to the bathroom!"

Zhang Yuhang looked at him deeply. After a long while, Shen Tongguang's tears were about to burst: "It hurts to death, please get better? I really can't do it! I lied to you like a puppy!"

He really wasn't lying, as soon as Zhang Yuhang let go of him, he rushed straight into the toilet at the same speed as he and Bolt were grabbing the wallet.

Facts have proved that the Chinese really can't compare with the iron-stomached people who drink cold water since childhood. Shen Tongguang ran to the toilet four or five times in a night, and the whole person walked lightly.

When he struggled out of the toilet for the last time, he crawled to the side of Zhang Yuhang, who was sitting in the living room reading a book, with weak legs and feet, tilted his body, and lay on his lap with his eyes closed, motionless.

"Is it better?" Zhang Yuhang put down his pen and asked him.

Shen Tongguang sighed: "The goods are all unloaded."

"Drink the salt water on the table," Zhang Yuhang stretched out his hand to gently stroke his hair, "or I don't have the strength."

Shen Tongguang didn't speak, but grabbed his hand and put it on his stomach.

Zhang Yuhang rubbed him left and right, counterclockwise and clockwise. Shen Tongguang was very useful, and he was happy to squeeze the surplus value of the labor force.

Firecrackers sounded once or twice outside the window, and the living room was quiet. Zhang Yuhang rubbed his stomach while reading a book. After a while, he turned a page and took notes with one hand. Shen Tongguang closed his eyes and smelled the faint fragrance of laundry detergent on his body. I remember when I was still studying, that person was also...

"Shen Tongguang."

Shen Tongguang was taken aback: "Huh?"

"Drink the water, it's cold."

Shen Tongguang executed it immediately with a guilty conscience.

After the call, Zhang Yuhang filled up the kettle, boiled the bath water, plugged in power banks and the like, and while he was doing these things, Shen Tongguang was in the studio drinking sugar water and editing manuscripts, and the phone was calling. He put the phone next to the editor who was scolding him, and he didn't listen to it, so he chanted scriptures.

Finally going to sleep, he covered his suffering buttocks, meditating whether it was a blessing or a disaster, and whether it was a disaster or not, he walked into the back room, and then realized... he was worrying too much.

There were two quilts and two pillows on the bed, neatly separated by a hand.

Shen Tongguang was dumbfounded: "It's so pure."

Zhang Yuhang glanced at him, and went straight into bed: "Go to bed, turn off the lights."

Shen Tongguang took off his coat slowly, and got into bed wearing short-sleeved shorts.He forgot that the floor heater had to burn for a while to warm up after the call, and the quilt was as cold as ice. He tossed and turned while shivering, and his legs accidentally stretched over the line into a warm place.

Zhang Yuhang grabbed his calf: "Don't wave...it's so cold."

Shen Tongguang closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, clutching the quilt tremblingly, he wanted to fuck you, uncle, why is your quilt like a stove, you don’t have a fever, don’t be afraid of diseases and doctors, let me try Hoho...

No, no, I want to be reserved, reserved!

Zhang Yuhang looked at him in the dark for a moment, couldn't help laughing, and opened his bed: "Come here when it's cold."

Shen Tongguang slipped into the throwing arms, and his hands and feet were in place in a second, with precision and speed, comparable to the Beidou system.

The author says:

Shen: I heard there is another chapter in the explanation?

Zhang: Well, I heard that eating more meat in spring will improve your health. You will grow taller, not get sick, and be more energetic.