he is a transparent person

Jiang Yao and He Ming slept until the sun was high, and stayed on the bed for a while before getting up slowly.

He was startled by the dozen or so missed calls that flooded in when he turned on the phone. They were all calls from Xie Zhijin, and he called for half an hour, as if to confirm that he would not answer.

At this point in time, Xie Zhijin should have left the high-speed rail station, right?

At this time last year, he was looking forward to the exit. He thought that he could go home with the other party this year, but unfortunately things are unpredictable.

He was hesitating whether to call back to greet him, but he heard the sound of water in the shower room, and for a moment, he turned off the phone with all his heart.

In the past, a text message from Xie Zhijin and a phone call made him restless. Now he still can't ignore it, but he doesn't want to be led by the nose anymore.

He suppressed the desire to talk to Xie Zhijin, and sat on the bed in a daze, until He Ming, who was covered in steam, came to him, and his anxiety was wiped away a little.

He Ming glanced at the mobile phone beside him, wiped the water droplets from his hair with one hand, and put his arm around Jiang Yao's shoulders, apologetically saying, "It's my fault to turn on the airplane mode for you without permission."

Before Jiang Yao could reply, He Ming said in a jealous tone, "I just don't want our trip to be influenced by Xie Zhijin..." He stared deeply at Jiang Yao, "I want Not many, just these three days, can you just look at me and think about me?"

Jiang Yao's heart trembled slightly. At this moment, he really only had He Ming in his eyes - this was a trip that belonged to him and He Ming, so naturally he shouldn't think about others.

He tried his best to get Xie Zhijin out of his mind, slowly nodded, took the towel from He Ming's hand, and volunteered, "I'll wipe your hair."

Jiang Yao wanted to go around behind He Ming, but the other party put his arms around his waist and brought him on his lap to sit facing each other.

This posture made the two of them stick close together. Jiang Yao's earlobe was hot, and he covered He Ming's hot eyes with a towel, and muttered, "Don't look at me."

He rubbed He Ming's half-dried hair heavily with a towel, and messed up He Ming's thick black hair. Seeing this face that fascinated countless people with such a bohemian hairstyle, he couldn't help but giggle. He laughed, and the depression in his heart was swept away.

He Ming let him mess around, and waited for Jiang Yao to laugh so hard that he fell off his lap before he pulled him back, "Is it fun?"

Jiang Yao said it was fun, and continued to grab He Ming's hair with his fingers, and even tried to braid He Ming's hair, but He Ming's hair was not too long, and he had never braided anyone's hair before, so he failed in the end.

The hair was not dried, but it was messed up by Jiang Yao. He Ming had no choice but to flush the water again. This time, he didn't let Jiang Yao do anything.

Jiang Yao fell on the bed and laughed non-stop, his cheeks were rosy.

When he had laughed enough, He Ming pulled him up and asked, "Are you happy with me?"

Jiang Yao replied without thinking, "Happy."

He Ming's eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze in March, "Will you smile like this from now on?"

Jiang Yao was startled, obviously happy, but for some reason the tip of his nose was a little sore, after a long while, he nodded heavily, "Okay."

Originally scheduled to go to the botanical garden at two o'clock, the two of them dawdled until nearly four o'clock before leaving the hotel.

When the weather was cold, the night came early. It didn’t take long for the twilight to rise after walking around the botanical garden, and the sky completely darkened after a while.

In the evening, they ate an open-air barbecue. Several young people who came out to travel in a group saw that the two of them were deserted and invited them to join. Jiang Yao was introverted. If he was the only one, he would definitely refuse, but because of He Ming, He, too, shared dinner with strangers with joy and nervousness.

This was an extremely fresh experience for Jiang Yao. At first he couldn't let it go, he didn't say a word next to He Ming, just listened to them, and gradually he was infected by the enthusiasm of the young people. Encouraged by He Ming Try to speak.

The rising bonfire illuminates the smiles on the young faces and drives away the cold night wind.

After tonight, people who meet strangers will never meet again, but Jiang Yao will always remember the laughter and joy of this night, the enthusiasm ignited by the fire, and the ten fingers he and He Ming clasped openly in front of everyone .

Jiang Yao drank a lot of beer, and was dizzy when the dinner party ended. He Ming carried him back to the hotel.

He was covered with He Ming's coat, his head was buried in He Ming's neck, his nose kept sniffing, and he murmured, "Many stars..."

He Ming carried him steadily on his back, listening to his nonsense, he was restless, like a troubled child grabbing He Ming's ears, poking his head to look at He Ming's face, he said in distress, "How do you grow up?" You are so beautiful, He Ming, you are more beautiful than a god."

He Ming couldn't help laughing, "Have you ever seen a fairy?"

Jiang Yao stared at the white side face in the hazy vision, hugged He Ming's neck and said firmly, "I don't care, you are beautiful."

Jiang Yao, who was drunk, was much more lively than usual, muttering non-stop.

"I'm bubbling in my head."

"He Ming, why are you so nice to me?"

"I'm stupid and have no friends..."

He Ming gently put Jiang Yao, who was crying and laughing, on the bed, touched his moist and soft cheek with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "Who said you are stupid?"

Jiang Yao stared at He Ming in bewilderment, his nose fluttered, but he didn't reply.

He Ming kissed Jiang Yao's forehead and coaxed, "Only idiots think others are idiots."

The latter was comforted, his eyelids drooped, and he fell asleep after a while.

He Ming found a towel to wet and wiped Jiang Yao's tear-stained face, took off his coat, wrapped him tightly in the quilt, and was about to fall asleep with his arms around him, when he caught a glimpse of Jiang Yao's cell phone that had been silent all day .

He picked it up to turn off airplane mode, and the notifications came flooding in.

Jiang Yao used He Ming's mobile phone to report his family's safety today, and now all the missed calls on this mobile phone come from Xie Zhijin.

He sneered, swiped and dragged casually, and received a call every half an hour, plus the twelve calls in the morning, a total of 36 calls.

Ghosts linger.

He Ming deleted all the missed calls with a blank face, and walked to the window with his mobile phone to call back.

It was connected almost instantly.

A slightly hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone, "Jiang Yao?"

He Ming didn't make a sound.

After the death-like silence, Xie Zhijin's voice was as tense as a full bow, and he accurately identified the person talking to him, "He Ming." After a pause, he said sharply, "Let Jiang Yao answer the phone."

"Jiang Yao is tired and sleeping, just tell me if you have anything to do."

The ambiguity hidden in the words is self-evident.

"Jiang Yao and I don't need your message..."

He Ming interrupted Xie Zhijin, and asked in a sneering tone, "You and Jiang Yao? Who are you from Jiang Yao?"

Xie Zhijin, who was tens of miles away, pursed his lips tightly at such a simple two-sentence question.

"You call my boyfriend all day long, so I have to ask one more question." He Ming said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, Jiang Yao and I really wouldn't be able to get together. .”

"Now that you know that you regret it and want to redeem it, wouldn't it be too brazen?"

"Or you want to get involved with Jiang Yao and me, and be the third party between us, don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Literally beats the heart.

Xie Zhijin's voice was like frost and snow, "The third party is you."

"At least in the eyes of outsiders, I'm Jiang Yao's legitimate target." He Ming looked at Jiang Yao who was sleeping soundly on the bed, his face sinking like water, "Jiang Yao used to like you so much, why didn't you cherish it?"

"What do you think of Jiang Yao, hurting him unscrupulously but asking him to be devoted to you, watching him cry for you so many times, watching him foolishly circle around you, you have a sense of accomplishment, don't you?"

"Xie Zhijin, you are an emotionless monster."

"You don't deserve to be liked by Jiang Yao."

He Ming hung up the phone resolutely, walked quickly to Jiang Yao's side, breathed rapidly, lowered his head and kissed Jiang Yao's lips heavily.

Jiang Yao was kissed awake in his sleep, the oxygen in his lungs was sucked out little by little, he couldn't help flapping his arms, but when he realized who was kissing him, the struggle gradually subsided, and he hugged him instead, tenderly The lips parted to allow the soft tongue to invade.

He Ming impatiently sucked and kissed the soft lips, the gloom enveloped his whole body like a thick dark cloud, clamoring frantically to plunder and possess.

The hands around his waist brought him back to his senses.

He Ming looked at the sleepy Jiang Yao with red eyes, and clenched his teeth.

Jiang Yao groaned in his neck dependently, and said vaguely, "I'm so sleepy, can I sleep well?"

He Ming closed his eyes, stroked Jiang Yao's warm body, suppressed the impatience in his heart, and hummed heavily.

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The night was lonely and the wind was cold.

The ear-piercing beeps were endless, but Xie Zhijin just stood still and kept answering.

Xie Zhijin, you are an emotionless monster.

Monsters need to learn how to love.

Xie Zhijin grew up surrounded by praises. He can receive all kinds of praises at different ages, and he can be called outstanding.

He is a perfectionist, he is almost strict with himself, and he will spare no effort to achieve the best in every goal he wants to accomplish.

It is like this that Xie Zhijin, who is so excellent in everyone's eyes that he can't fault it, has a secret that cannot be revealed to outsiders.

Xie Zhijin was almost three years old before he spoke his first words.

His parents took him to see many doctors and took intelligence tests. All the indicators were normal. Just when his family thought he was born this way, he started babbling like ordinary children, except that he was more reticent than others. Many, his natural coldness makes him not like to interact with people.

When he grew up a bit, he understood the rules of this world. Animals living in groups need human interaction.

So he learned to talk to people and fit into the group perfectly.

He will try everything and learn everything to be the best.

Only the illusory feelings are beyond his comprehension.

The indifferent emotional world made it unnecessary for him to establish an intimate relationship, until one day he saw the sincere enthusiasm in Jiang Yao's eyes.

Like a star, it fell into his territory with a sizzling sound, bursting out with a warm fire.

Then try it.

Maybe Jiang Yao is different, maybe not.

Does he really have to be Jiang Yao?

Xie Zhijin's face was pale, every nerve line was aching, and he breathed in panic like a drowning person.

Until this moment, he finally confirmed that he had to be Jiang Yao, but Jiang Yao had already left him.

He has never experienced the true meaning of liking, but first tasted the pain of losing love.

A monster unworthy of love.

Three ways

Xiaohe: Why did you go early? I’m a little bit seriously ill.

Xiao Xie: Yes, I am really sick.