A guide to the pampering of gold

The air was still for an instant, only the sound of applause echoed in the room.

Shen Xinghuai did not expect that he had such an ability to slap his hands so loudly, so clearly and crisply that he could even hear the echo.

After the echo, Shen Xinghuai felt a chill from the soles of his feet, along his tailbone all the way to the back of his mind, his head spinning with cold wind.

At this moment, he can already confirm that the crazy criticism is not cold, he himself will be cold first.

Looking at Crazy Black's dark pupils, Shen Xinghuai firmly believed that he would be torn apart and smashed to pieces just like these pieces of furniture.

He hates himself so much for being a good person, why he has such a short hand and can slap him so loudly.

As long as the voice is softer, he can still talk nonsense with his eyes open. If he is bitten to death, he only says that he wants to touch him, but it is a little harder.

The owner of the black eyes is still staring at it for a moment, as if calculating when is the most suitable time to get up and tear him up.

Shen Xinghuai was on the verge of crying, really anxious.Where did I slap him in the face just now, I just slapped the tiger's ass.

Finally, the man on the bed moved, and he propped up his arms to get up.

coming!coming!He is going to tear himself apart!

Shen Xinghuai's heart was on fire, and the hands that caused trouble were raised again, and he swooped down to hug him tightly, and pressed him back on the bed: "Brother!"

In the past, he always called him "brother" sweetly and softly, but now he suddenly called out the aura of a Liangshan hero, which surprised him.

Ye Xiuchen lowered his head to look at the person who was hugging him tightly, feeling the burning pain on his face, his black eyes surged, "Shen Xinghuai!"

Shen Xinghuai swallowed, raised his small face, the tears that he just squeezed out were glistening in his eyes: "Do you know how worried I am about you? How can you not love yourself like this!"

Ye Xiuchen lowered his gaze, staring at Shen Xinghuai's reddened eyes: "So you hit me?"

"Hitting is kissing, scolding is love..." Shen Xinghuai's voice became softer the more he spoke, and he leaned back on Ye Xiuchen's chest, firmly pressing him down to prevent him from running away.

He spoke like this, his voice was weak, and his crying became more obvious: "Hearing the doctor talk about your condition, my brain went blank, and I beat you just now because I was too anxious.

Promise me, don't do this in the future, okay? I'm really scared, afraid that you will have an accident, and afraid of losing you. "

The room was very quiet, Shen Xinghuai leaned against Ye Xiuchen's chest, and could clearly hear his heartbeat.

After a long stalemate, Ye Xiuchen's impatient voice came from above his head: "Get up!"

"Sorry." Unless you say you won't tear me up.

Ye Xiuchen took a deep breath, pinched his arms with both hands, and squeezed the person stuck to his chest: "Get out!"

This man's hand is really powerful, Shen Xinghuai frowned when he pinched him: "It hurts, you hurt me."

The hand pinching his arm froze for a moment, and the strength became lighter, but he still didn't let go, and carried him across the fragments to the door.

Shen Xinghuai's knee hadn't fully healed yet, and with his hostage, he tripped over his toes by the falling cabinet door, and knelt on the ground with one leg, which happened to be his injured one: "Ah!"

Ye Xiuchen lifted him up from the ground almost instantly, but Shen Xinghuai still felt that his knee was broken by the shards of glass on the ground.

dog man!You are done!

I ran back from the hospital with good intentions, afraid that you would kill yourself, but you hurt me!

Now Shen Xinghuai's eyes are not only red, but also his eyelashes are wet: "It hurts! Brother, it hurts so much!"

Ye Xiuchen, who was still as cold as an ice sculpture just now, finally gained some momentum, and his eyes were no longer dim: "Let me see."

He reached out to grab Shen Xinghuai's pants, but his hand was slapped away: "Don't touch it, it hurts!"

Ye Xiuchen dropped his hands to his side and froze for a while, then his breathing became short of breath: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"It hurts, I can't walk..."

Ye Xiuchen bent down and hugged him horizontally, striding forward with long legs: "I'll carry you."

Shen Xinghuai sighed, for so many days without eating or sleeping, but still holding himself steadily, he really is a lunatic with great energy and amazing physical strength.

But she was also afraid that his feet would be weak and she would fall, so she wrapped her hands tightly around his neck, leaned against his neck, and sobbed a few times from time to time: "It hurts..."

Uncle Ming and the servants who were waiting on the first floor saw the young master who hadn't seen him for a few days finally came downstairs, and were overjoyed. Mr. Shen really had a solution.

Hurrying around, seeing Shen Xinghuai's eyes full of tears, they all stopped again, only Uncle Ming leaned over: "Master, what's wrong with Mr. Shen?"

"Cut a leg."

After so many days of taking care of him in the hospital, Uncle Ming recognized Shen Xinghuai's injured leg, and he was so anxious that he said, "Doctor Lin said that Mr. Shen's leg hasn't healed yet, so he must take care of it carefully. But what to do, I will call Dr. Lin over now."

"No, I'll take him to the hospital!" Ye Xiuchen had already carried him to the door.

The person in his arms rubbed against the side of his neck, sobbing softly: "I won't go to the hospital, I won't go." The hospital bed couldn't take a nap well, and the clear soup he ate was too watery to swallow.

He didn't want to go to the hospital at first, he just wanted to take Ye Xiuchen for a walk. Dog men are like dogs, when they get tired from walking, they don't have the energy to tear down the house.

Ye Xiuchen's face darkened suddenly, and just as he was about to reject him ferociously, the person in his arms was like a kitten, his forehead rubbed against the skin of his side neck, extremely wronged, and his voice trembled violently: "If you don't go, you won't go."

Ye Xiuchen opened his mouth, how did he carry him down, and how did he carry him back, before getting on the elevator, he told Uncle Ming: "Tell Lin Xiao to come over immediately!"

The elevator went back to the fifth floor, Ye Xiuchen sent Shen Xinghuai back to the room, and put him lightly on the bed.

But as soon as the butt hit the bed, Shen Xinghuai hugged Ye Xiuchen's neck even tighter, and retracted into his arms: "It hurts!"

Ye Xiuchen bent down and paused for two seconds, then picked him up again: "Does this hurt?"

Shen Xinghuai nodded lightly, his voice became hoarse: "It hurts, but it's better than on the bed."

Ye Xiuchen's irritability was completely wiped away by him, leaving him helpless: "..." I was hurt so much that I could only continue hugging.

Shen Xinghuai moved in his arms: "Walk around, always stand in the same place, I'm tired."

Ye Xiuchen's eyes were gloomy, his face was cold, and he paced slowly while hugging someone.

Lin Xiaofeng hurried over, along with Han and Rong.

When I entered the door and saw the posture of the two of them, I was stunned in place, why did I keep hugging them?

Young Master Ye's little boyfriend is quite annoying.

However, as a doctor, you need to calm down, and the unexpected expression quickly returned to normal, and walked up to them with the medicine box: "Xiu Chen put the man down, I will take a look at the wound."

Ye Xiuchen didn't move.

Lin Xiao thought that his condition had worsened and his hearing was affected, so he half-spoken and half-yelled: "Put him on the bed! Let me see the wound!"

Ye Xiuchen breathed a sigh of relief, no longer a cold tone, only helpless: "Put it on the bed, he said it hurts, let's hold it and see."

"..." Lin Xiao and Han Yurong looked at each other, was this what Ye Xiuchen said?

It's so fresh, is there a time when he is afraid of someone hurting him?Isn't it always the more painful others are, the more excited he is?

Sure enough, the treatment of boyfriends is different. The lunatics are anxious to meet people these few days when they are sick, and it is too troublesome to raise their eyelids. Now they are patient, hugging them and letting go.

Han Yurong was even more surprised than Lin Xiao, silently looking at him and the person in his arms: "Xiu Chen, are you... tired?"

Tired?

"What do you think?" Ye Xiuchen glanced at him. Such a big man has been hugging him all the time, and he has to go. He can't even stand for a while. Are you tired?

Han Yurong smiled, it's good to feel tired.A few days ago, his senses were in a state of numbness, but now he can feel tired, he has questions and answers, and he no longer closes himself, which shows that he is slowly returning to normal.

Received a positive answer, but Han Yurong didn't dare to ask further questions. This young master's character was uncertain, so he was guaranteed to get angry again, and signaled Lin Xiao to show Shen Xinghuai his injury.

"Mr. Shen, hold on." Lin Xiao slowly opened Shen Xinghuai's trousers.

This……

Lin Xiao leaned forward and moved closer, even narrowed his eyes, and finally found a shallow bloodstain on Shen Xinghuai's knee.

"Uh...it needs to be disinfected and bandaged quickly." Otherwise the wound will heal. "I can't hold it all the time, Mr. Shen, bear with it."

Shen Xinghuai nodded: "Okay."

Ye Xiuchen put the person on the bed and was about to shake his sore arms, but before he could turn around, he was pulled by the corner of his clothes again: "Don't go."

He didn't have much strength, but he pulled the angry lion firmly.

Han and Rong on the side looked at the small movements of the two, and their eyes were a little more profound: "When people are injured, they will be more nervous and aggravate the pain. Having close people by their side will reduce the tension and relieve the pain."

Ye Xiuchen's eyes flickered for a few moments, he was half-doubtful, but sat down next to the bed.

Shen Xinghuai unceremoniously regarded him as a trustee, and half leaned in his arms.

Lin Xiao took out the sterilized cotton and carefully wiped the area around his wound for disinfection and sterilization.

During the whole process, Shen Xinghuai didn't cry out for pain, but pressed his lips tightly, but Ye Xiuchen's forehead beside him was covered with cold sweat.

Shen Xinghuai remained silent, but his hand kept pinching Ye Xiuchen's arm. When he let go, his nails left four deep crescents on the inside of his arm.

After the wound was treated, Lin Xiao slowly packed his medicine box, not intending to leave immediately, and glanced at the two of them from time to time, as if he had something to say.

Han and Rong are also planning on the sidelines.

The things are almost packed, Lin Xiao cleared his throat: "Xiu Chen, the wound on your arm is very deep, I will treat it for you by the way, don't get infected."

Ye Xiuchen was wearing a black shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbows, and there were several long and short cuts on his forearms, which should have been cut by the splashed debris when he smashed something.

Some had a shallow layer of blood scabs, some were red, and they moved too much and ooze blood from time to time. Shen Xinghuai was hugged by him, and a few blood stains were rubbed on his clothes.

But Ye Xiuchen didn't take this injury seriously: "No, you can go."

It's very Ye Xiuchen to kill the donkey after unloading it, and drive it away when it's used up.

Han Yurong and Lin Xiao looked at each other for a moment, but neither of them said much. He was like a ticking time bomb. He looked calm, but no one could be sure that he would pull off the safety catch with a single sentence, and was blown up with a bang. To be smashed to pieces.

Lin Xiao took out the antiseptic cotton and bandaging gauze that had just been put away and put them on the bedside table: "Then...Xiu Chen, you can ask Mr. Shen to help you later, the wound always needs to be treated."

Before the two doctors left, they gave Shen Xinghuai a meaningful look.

Shen Xinghuai felt a weight on his shoulders and understood the meaning in their eyes.The room was quiet again. Ye Xiuchen stood by the bed like a statue, clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, and then slowly released it. He tried his best to suppress his emotions. It took a long time for him to calm down. Only his tone was a little anxious: "I'm going back to my room, don't bother me again."

Shen Xinghuai guessed that he was going to go back to the house and continue to go crazy.

He's so dedicated, and he's so determined to criticize people like crazy.

Stretching forward the leg that had just been bandaged, so that Crazy Pi could see his crime, he called him softly: "Brother."

Ye Xiuchen's eyes fell on his knees. The originally white knees were now wrapped in gauze, with bruises on the edges. The prints were particularly conspicuous on the white legs. Ye Xiuchen pretended not to see them: "It's not convenient for you to walk, what do you want? Talk to Uncle Ming."

Shen Xinghuai lowered his head, leaving him with a disappointed head, and said softly, "Some things are inconvenient, besides, uncle is very busy."

Ye Xiuchen was impatient: "Then find someone else."

"Others are very busy." After Shen Xinghuai said this, the surroundings instantly fell silent.

After not getting a response from Ye Xiuchen for a long time, Shen Xinghuai slowly raised his head, facing a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

At this time, the man's eyes were deep, and he looked at people with a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored: "Shen Xinghuai, I can't see that you did it on purpose?"

Shen Xinghuai blinked and blinked on purpose, so what if he saw it?I moved my injured leg: "The knee really hurts, the leg may be useless."

Ye Xiuchen took a long, deep breath: "What exactly do you want?"

Shen Xinghuai looked at the wound on his arm, and took the sterile face and gauze beside him: "I'll help you bandage the wound."

Stretching out his hand to pull Ye Xiuchen's bleeding arm, Crazy Critic wanted to dodge it, but Shen Xinghuai noticed it in advance and grabbed it tightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm very light, I won't hurt you." After finishing speaking, Shen Xinghuai said uncontrollably He frowned, why was what he just said a little awkward.

Shen Xinghuai lowered his eyelids, twisted up the sterile cotton, and carefully wiped the blood around the wound for him, fearing that he would be hurt, and would lower his head to approach the wound from time to time, blowing for him: "It doesn't hurt."

When a person is doing something seriously, he will always look very attractive. When he is serious and gentle, the charm will be upgraded to an irresistible attraction.

Ye Xiuchen looked at Shen Xinghuai's handsome side face, his resistance gradually disappeared, and his tense muscles relaxed.

Shen Xinghuai threw away the red-stained cotton pads and took out a new one: "I'll treat you well." He raised his head, looked at him obediently and gently, and waited for his answer.

Meeting his gaze, Ye Xiuchen's gaze paused: "If I hadn't held you all the time, I would have bled so much?" Even though he said that, the coldness in his eyes became a little colder.

Shen Xinghuai smiled awkwardly, and continued to help him treat the wound.

He had already wiped the blood from the wound, and gently covered the wound with gauze, saying to himself: "I will be discharged from the hospital and come back to accompany you before my injury is healed. I don't blame you for hurting me, but I also help you wrap the wound."

Ye Xiuchen: "..."

Shen Xinghuai tied a bow on his arm with gauze, and just about to ask him if he looked good, he raised his head and met Ye Xiuchen's disgusted eyes.

Forget it, don't ask, just think it looks good.

There was a knock on the door at this moment, and Uncle Ming and two servants appeared at the door with fragrant meals.

Uncle Ming saw Ye Xiuchen's dark face and the bow on his arm, forced a smile on his stiff face, "Young...Master, Mr. Shen, the food is ready."

When Ye Xiuchen got sick, he would be accompanied by the symptoms of anorexia. Although his mood has improved now, he still doesn't want to eat. He got up and left again: "I'll go first."

But where did he go, Shen Xinghuai took his arm firmly first, and quickly motioned to Uncle Ming: "Uncle Ming, put it on the table over there."

Shen Xinghuai had difficulty moving, and the desk in the room was temporarily used as a dining table.

The servants set the tableware, and Uncle Ming stood aside conscientiously: "Master, Mr. Shen, it's time to eat."

Shen Xinghuai opened his hand to Ye Xiuchen very naturally: "Hug."

The first time is raw, the second time is familiar, Ye Xiuchen has given up struggling in this regard, and under the unexpected eyes of the servants, he very consciously hugs him to the table

Shen Xinghuai gestured to the seat next to him: "Sit down."

Ye Xiuchen was still hesitating, Shen Xinghuai filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to him: "Here."

Ye Xiuchen had no appetite: "I won't eat."

"Well, I know, it's not for you to eat, but for you to cool me down." Shen Xinghuai said it very naturally, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all.

Ye Xiuchen stood by the table and stared at him, his patience had reached its limit.

Seeing that something was wrong, Uncle Ming smiled and smoothed things over: "Mr. Shen, I'll help you." To be precise, I'm here to save you.

But Shen Xinghuai knew it in his own mind, so he didn't panic at all, and turned to look at Uncle Ming: "Uncle Ming, no one needs to take care of you here, you can bring someone to clean brother's bedroom."

Uncle Ming took a few glances at the room when he passed the food delivery just now, and he really needed to clean it up. Seeing that his young master didn't object, he nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll go right away."

Uncle Ming led the people away, and there were only the two of them left in the room. Shen Xinghuai waved to Ye Xiuchen: "Come on, no one will be watching this time, you can eat whatever you like."

Ye Xiuchen stared at Shen Xinghuai's smiling eyebrows, just at that moment, he suddenly recalled the first meal he had when Mr. Ye rescued Ye Ding's house and brought him back to the old house when he was ten years old.

At that time, he was also standing by the table, Mr. Ye told all the servants to leave, and waved to him with a smile: "Xiao Chen, come on, no one is watching you, you can eat whatever you want."

That meal was the first meal he ate on the dining table, not the leftovers, nor the dark and damp basement of Ye Ding's house.

Looking at the food on the table, and the person sitting at the table looking at him with a smile, Ye Xiuchen's words of refusal stuck in his throat, but he didn't say it after all.

Shen Xinghuai was very satisfied with this meal, and Ye Xiuchen ate a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Shen Xinghuai didn't force it, after all, he hadn't eaten for several days, and if he suddenly ate too much, his stomach would feel uncomfortable.

People tend to get sleepy when they are full. While the servants were clearing the table, Shen Xinghuai leaned against the head of the bed and yawned twice in succession. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer: "It's time for a nap."

Ye Xiuchen's eyes were unnatural for a moment, and he avoided his gaze: "I'm going to see Han Yurong." This time, before Shen Xinghuai could make a move, Ye Xiuchen had already walked out of the room.

Shen Xinghuai looked at the figure who disappeared at the door, heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and got into bed.

When he woke up, it was almost dark. After dinner, Uncle Ming pushed him for a walk on the path in the garden for a while.

After getting along during this period of time, Uncle Ming no longer had the initial resistance to Shen Xinghuai, and has slowly accepted him, treating him as one of the masters here.

The two chatted for a while without saying a word. Uncle Ming briefly mentioned Ye Xiuchen's past, but he didn't say much.

Shen Xinghuai pieced together Ye Xiuchen's childhood based on the plot he knew and added Uncle Ming's patches.

Ye Xiuchen is Ye Ding's illegitimate son, and his mother is an [-]th-tier young actor. The two indulged overnight, and the little actor secretly gave birth to him after she became pregnant.

When he was just two years old, he was sent back to Ye's house by his biological mother in exchange for a large amount of hush money.

He was so young that he didn't even remember what his mother looked like at all.

For the Ye family, no matter how young he was, he was an uninvited guest. At that time, Ye Ding's wife, Xie Ying, was just pregnant with her second child. After learning about this incident, she was so angry that she had a miscarriage the next day.

On the one hand, Ye Ding felt guilty towards Xie Ying, on the other hand, he was afraid that the scandal would affect his status in the Ye family.

At that time, he was not the only heir to the Ye family. Mr. Ye had married two wives successively. Ye Ding had six brothers and sisters in total, and they fought openly and secretly.

Ye Ding didn't want to keep him at all, but he had to keep this scandal under wraps. He didn't dare to leave Ye Xiuchen alone, for fear that some brother or sister would find out and catch him.

Keeping them at home is also in the way of Xie Ying's eyes, so they simply locked the young Ye Xiuchen and Ye Xiujun's fighting dogs in the basement together, and the servants stuttered every day, and ignored the rest. In fact, the original intention was to let Ye Xiuchen' Accidentally killed dog mouth.

But Ye Xiuchen was not eaten by dogs, and was imprisoned in the basement of Ye Ding's house until he was ten years old without dignity. I'm afraid I'll be locked up in a dark basement for the rest of my life.

Shen Xinghuai, who grew up pampered, couldn't empathize with Ye Xiuchen, but he could roughly understand why he had such a personality.

After shopping a bit boring, Uncle Ming sent Shen Xinghuai back to his room.

As usual, Shen Xinghuai took out his phone and was about to click on the game when he found that Tian Yuanyuan had sent him a message.

Shen Xinghuai never told him about his injury and hospitalization. Tian Yuanyuan just happened to go to work in the family company these few days, and was scolded by his father every day, and he was not in the mood to make trouble. The two only chatted occasionally on WeChat. .

Clicking on WeChat, the previously vibrant small vegetable garden has disappeared, replaced by a wilting cabbage.

Li Ba Cai: —— Huai Huai, I want to run away from home.

Li Bacai: - Life is really hard.

Shen Xinghuai expressed sincere concern for Li Bacai.

Shen Xinghuai: —— [Daddy Hugs] gif

Li Bacai: - don't let me see the word "father"! ! ! 【roar】

Shen Xinghuai laughed: - [Father Hugs] gif

Tian Yuanyuan called the phone, suppressing the voice of the dog: "Don't be mad at me, I have already collapsed."

Shen Xinghuai also imitated his tone, holding down the tone: "Why do you keep your voice down so low?"

"I'm taking an etiquette training class! My dad's newborn demon moth."

His voice was so low that Shen Xinghuai couldn't hear him clearly: "Your father gave birth to a son again? Then why did you have to attend the etiquette training class?"

Tian Yuanyuan was pissed off by him sooner or later: "The demon moth! The demon moth! It's not your son!"

Shen Xinghuai laughed heartlessly on the phone: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood, but why are you attending the etiquette training class?"

"In order to participate in the Lincheng summit at the end of the month, my dad thinks I have a bad manner." It's not just because he thinks he has a bad manner, Tian Yuanyuan's father hates everything he sees.

Lincheng Summit?There was only one message that flashed through Shen Xinghuai's mind. At this grand business reception, Lu Yan met An Wei who was somewhat similar to him. From then on, the love-hate entanglement between the domineering president and his double lover began.

This Anwei was fooled by Lu Yan's scumbag PUA. After knowing that he was being used as a stand-in, he didn't blame Lu Yan, but took revenge on the original body, and "two-sided attack" with Lu Yan, causing frequent misunderstandings between the original body and the mad batch , and finally succeeded in killing the original body.

"Huaihuai, why don't you talk?" Tian Yuanyuan called back to Shen Xinghuai's thoughts.

Shen Xinghuai settled his mind: "The signal was not good just now, what is the specific date of the summit?"

"No. 31, will you go too? It's better to have you with me."

Go, of course, he doesn't care how much trouble between Lu Yan and Anwei, but he can't let himself be the one who takes the blame: "Well, we will be together then."

After hanging up the phone, the sound of the elevator opening and closing came from the corridor. Shen Xinghuai limped to the door and poked his head out.

Ye Xiuchen inadvertently saw the fluff growing out of the door, and frowned unconsciously: "Why did you get out of bed?"

Shen Xinghuai supported the door frame with his hands, and moved out of the room: "I heard the sound of the elevator, let's see if you're back."

Ye Xiuchen went to see Han Yurong in the afternoon, and he should be willing to cooperate with the treatment. His condition is much better than in the morning.

But still with a straight face, he looked at his gauze-wrapped legs: "It doesn't hurt anymore?"

"pain."

"If it hurts, go back and lie down."

Dog man, can't you speak in a gentler tone?Do you have to pull your face fiercely? : "Then you carry me back."

But fortunately, his conscience was not completely blackened, and he carried him back to the bedroom with a cold face.

Shen Xinghuai pointed to the cabinet beside him: "The pillows and quilt are in the cabinet."

"Let Uncle Ming find someone to change it for you!" Ye Xiuchen found that he was now more comfortable in arousing himself.

Shen Xinghuai moved the pillow he had placed in the middle of the bed to the side to make room for it: "It's not for changing, it's for you to sleep tonight."

Ye Xiuchen stared at him for half a minute: "What?"

Shen Xinghuai patted the empty spot: "You sleep here, let's try."

try?Ye Xiuchen's eyes began to formulate functional equations again: "Try what?"

"Of course, try to sleep together. Don't you suffer from insomnia?" Shen Xinghuai heard from Uncle Ming today that because of the shadow of his childhood, Ye Xiuchen lacked a sense of security and couldn't sleep well.

He knows that it is difficult to get rid of a person's habit, and it will be even harder if Ye Xiuchen's has become his heart disease, but he must dare to try everything: "What are you doing hiding so far, we are just sleeping, don't worry, I won't treat you You do other things and don't communicate."

It was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, Ye Xiuchen took a step back: "It's useless." In fact, Uncle Ming didn't tell Shen Xinghuai completely that it wasn't that he suffered from insomnia when he slept on his own, but that he couldn't sleep in bed like a normal person. .

He has been trying again and again for so many years. He has changed various rooms and slept in various beds, but without exception, he will keep his eyes open until dawn.

As long as Ye Xiuchen could remember, he had been locked in the basement. In winter, he was so cold and blue on the concrete floor that he couldn't sleep at all.

Little he dragged his frostbitten hands and feet and carefully squeezed into the kennel. At that time, he felt that the kennel was the warmest and most comfortable place in the world.

When he was ten years old, he was rescued by Mr. Ye. He had his own room, lying on a comfortable bed, covered with a soft quilt, but he suffered from insomnia. He couldn't sleep, and stayed up all night with his eyes open until dawn.

In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore, dragging the quilt, curled up under the cramped and dim writing desk, and managed to fall asleep.

No one in the world hated the dark and narrow environment more than him, but deviating from that environment would make him even more uneasy.

He hates it, but he can't escape it.

Only by curling up in a dark corner can the subconscious mind in his body relax and fall asleep.

On the contrary, he will always be nervous. Although he knows that he will not be dragged away and beaten by Ye Ding like when he was a child, he just can't relax.

Shen Xinghuai stretched out his index finger and made a gesture: "Just try it for one night, my bed is very comfortable, you will like it."

The bed in Ye Xiuchen's bedroom is the same as his. He has been forcing himself to sleep on the bed for the past few days, but he still failed: "The bed in my bedroom is the same as yours."

Shen Xinghuai shook his upright index finger: "No, no, your bed is different from mine!"

Ye Xiuchen couldn't help but looked at it, but found no difference: "What's the difference?"

Shen Xinghuai pointed to himself: "I'm not on the bed in your bedroom."

Ye Xiuchen: "..."

Seeing that he was unmoved, Shen Xinghuai showed his injured knee again, and sighed faintly: "It's not convenient for me to walk, if I want to drink water at night, no one will help me if I want to go to the bathroom."

Ye Xiuchen watched him act quietly: "..."

Shen Xinghuai was pitiful: "I'm so pitiful. My boyfriend left me in the hospital without asking, and didn't take care of me when I got home..."

Ye Xiuchen's face became colder and colder: "..."

Shen Xinghuai continued to look at him sadly: "I complained to my boyfriend, but he didn't comfort me, he just stared at me with a dark face."

Ye Xiuchen clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, and then slowly released it: "Don't be weird, which cabinet are the quilt and pillow in?"

Shen Xinghuai changed his face in a second, and immediately showed a sweet smile: "You open it and take a look, I don't know."

The servant who was in charge of Shen Xinghuai's bedtime work was relatively easy today because the young master was taking over for him.

Mr. Shen's bath water was put by the young master, and the fruit snacks and juice drinks were also brought by the young master when taking a bath.

Shen Xinghuai was carried to the small sofa in the bathroom, looked at the preparation of the bathtub, and was very satisfied: "Help me get the waterproof bandage, thank you."

Ye Xiuchen has never been manipulated like this in his life. He closed his eyes and handed the bandage to someone who didn't know how to do it: "Here."

Shen Xinghuai wrapped his knees with waterproof bandages. Ye Xiuchen had just taken them, and before he could turn around and put them back, Shen Xinghuai took off his trousers.

He was wearing a loose T-shirt, which just covered the heels of his legs, and his two white legs were exposed to the air.

Snapped!The bandage fell off the bathroom floor.

Shen Xinghuai could see clearly that Ye Xiuchen's eyes were neither cold nor frosty this time, they were full of panic.

"What are you afraid of? I just took off my outer pants." Fearing that Ye Xiuchen might not believe it, he lifted up the hem of his T-shirt to reveal his shorts: "Not naked."

Ye Xiuchen bent down to pick up the bandage, without looking at him: "I know, put down the clothes."

Shen Xinghuai saw that he was avoiding him, and his eyes became more playful.

He is quite innocent.

Called to put it down, but did not let it go, who is wearing clothes in the bath.

He grabbed the hem of the T-shirt with both hands and lifted it, this time his upper body was really naked.

When he threw away his clothes, it happened to be the time for Ye Xiuchen to pick up the bandage and look up.

Ye Xiuchen stretched his veins while holding the bandage: "..."

"It's fine." Shen Xinghuai didn't have any self-consciousness.

Ye Xiuchen came back to his senses for a while, threw the bandage aside, and bent down to pick him up with helplessness in his eyes.

Shen Xinghuai's skin was not only fair, but also soft and smooth to the touch. When held in his arms, he felt... hot.

Ye Xiuchen pursed his lips, walked to the bathtub in two big strides, put him in the water, and then there was a wind under his feet, and he was blown out of the bathroom in a blink of an eye.

After taking a bath, Shen Xinghuai put on his pajamas again, and called Ye Xiuchen several times before he came out and carried him back to bed.

Ye Xiuchen takes a shower much faster than him, and he will come out in a while.

His hair was not blown, and was hanging wet. The bangs that were usually left on his forehead were combed back, revealing his full forehead, making his eyebrows and eyes more handsome and three-dimensional.

Shen Xinghuai had long felt that if he only looked at the crazy appearance and figure, he could really do it.

But when he thought of his dog temper, he sighed silently, let's just be friends.

Ye Xiuchen wiped his head with the towel in his hand, and threw it into the basket by the door. The servant will come to collect it tomorrow morning.

Turning around, he saw Shen Xinghuai looking at him: "Turn off the lights."

Shen Xinghuai looked at the time. It will be eleven o'clock soon, and it's time to go to bed. Go to bed early and get up early to be healthy: "Well, sleep."

The room fell into darkness, Shen Xinghuai felt the bed next to him sink, and then the pillows next to each other were dragged to the other side.

Shen Xinghuai disdained: "..." What are you hiding, I just want to be friends with you.

His bed was big, very big.

The two slept on each side, unable to touch each other with stretched arms.

Shen Xinghuai was lying on the bed covered with a quilt. The room was very quiet, and the people lying beside him were also very quiet, and he couldn't even hear his breathing.

The time ticked by every minute, half an hour passed, Ye Xiuchen wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep, Shen Xinghuai slept too much in the afternoon, and now his eyes were brighter than the lights.

He breathed a sigh of relief helplessly, turned around slowly, and slowly moved towards Ye Xiuchen.

When he was about to meet someone, his forehead was pressed against two fingers, and the voice in the dark was not only cold, but also somewhat lonely: "What are you going to do again?"

Shen Xinghuai flicked the knuckles on his forehead: "Let me see if you are asleep."

"No."

Shen Xinghuai fell back on the bed dejectedly: "I can't sleep either."

The air was quiet for a while, and there was a rustling sound, and someone sat up: "I'm going back to my room."

Being so close, Shen Xinghuai could grab his clothes by raising his hand: "I slept too much in the afternoon, and it's not because of you."

Ye Xiuchen didn't move, but he didn't lie down either. He sat upright and didn't speak.

Shen Xinghuai grabbed the hem of his pajamas and shook his hand: "Come back, lie down."

Ye Xiuchen was hesitating, but Shen Xinghuai never let go.

Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief silently, lay back on the bed, and stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.

Shen Xinghuai rolled around on the bed boredly, bumping into his side suddenly: "I can't sleep, let's tell a story."

Ye Xiuchen looked at the ceiling with question marks in his eyes: "Who said?"

Shen Xinghuai propped up half of his body, and naturally said, "You."

Ye Xiuchen used silence instead of answering. He couldn't figure out which nerve he had made a mistake at that time, so he would promise him to sleep.

After not getting an answer for a long time, Shen Xinghuai sighed helplessly. He is a patient, so please accommodate him: "Then I will sing a lullaby."

There was another long silence. Ye Xiuchen chose the latter between telling a bedtime story and singing a lullaby: "Sing it."

Shen Xinghuai cleared his throat: "Sleep, sleep, my dear..."

Ye Xiuchen looked at the ceiling and slowly turned his eyes to the person who sang unrestrainedly, losing the expression management function: "Shen Xinghuai."

The soul singer was dissatisfied with being interrupted: "Why? Don't interrupt me!

sleep!sleep! "

Ye Xiuchen really couldn't control his hand, and tightly covered Shen Xinghuai's mouth: "You are not a musician, can you play the piano?"

In the darkness, Shen Xinghuai blinked, and answered him through his hand: "Yeah, Wohui, &$^*&%...~"

Knowing that his question would hurt others, Ye Xiuchen still couldn't help it: "Then why don't you sing in tune?"

Shen Xinghuai: "!?!"

Listen, is this speaking human language?What does it mean to sing without a tune?Are you reciting poems yourself?

Crazy critics used to be incapable of doing human affairs, but now they don't know how to speak human words?Slapping someone's paws off: "You can't sing out of tune! Your whole family can't sing out of tune!" I was so pissed off.

Ye Xiuchen remained silent for a while, then pushed the out-of-tune singer back on the bed, and said compromisingly, "Lie down, I'll tell a story."

Shen Xinghuai snorted dissatisfied.