kiss you at sunset

Under Zhou Shiluo's hard work, Yang Jin still compromised. He followed Zhou Shiluo home, and the moment he stepped into the door again, he was in a daze for a while. He didn't expect that he would come again.

Zhou Shiluo bent down and took out a new pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Yang Jin, which were the same style as the pair he was stepping on.

"I bought it on purpose." Zhou Shiluo explained, and after finishing speaking, he became shy again, and immediately changed the subject, "I want to eat something, I'll make it for you."

Yang Jin was slightly surprised: "You know how to cook?"

Zhou Shiluo nodded, and said truthfully, "But I can only cook noodles and porridge."

Yang Jin understood, he didn't care, he didn't have much appetite at first, so he chose one between the two, "Then rice porridge."

Zhou Shiluo took it for granted, rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen without turning his head and said, "I see you didn't sleep well in the hospital, why don't you lie down for a while, and call you when I'm done."

Yang Jin stood in the living room, staring at Zhou Shiluo's busy back for a moment, then turned around and got into bed, ready to squat for a while.

There is no skill in cooking porridge, just clean the rice, add an appropriate amount of water and put it in the rice cooker, and finally wait until the prompt sounds to complete.He seldom starts a fire at home, and it is even the first time to cook porridge with a newly bought rice cooker, let alone knowing that the porridge cooking function takes nearly two hours.

He was afraid that Yang Jin would be in a hurry, so he reached out to grab the inner pot of the rice cooker the second the light came on, and his fingers were scalded red without any accident, so he simply rinsed it with cold water and endured it before he could deal with it. Feeling the pain, he ran to call Yang Jin.

Zhou Shiluo pushed open the bedroom door, looked at the person huddled under the quilt, and the words he wanted to shout immediately stuck in his throat. Yang Jin was clearly asleep, breathing long and evenly.

He froze for a moment, subconsciously moved lightly, approached slowly, stared at the sleeping face for a long time, thinking that the little boy was actually so obedient when he was asleep.

After all, he still didn't have the heart to wake him up, he tiptoedly covered Yang Jin with a quilt, retreated the same way, and put the porridge back into the pot to keep warm.

When Yang Jin woke up again, it was completely dark outside the window, he got up and walked out of the room.The living room didn't turn on the lights, only the kitchen was on. After getting closer, I saw Zhou Shiluo sitting at the dining table typing on the keyboard.

Seeing that Yang Jin was awake, Zhou Shiluo quickly closed the computer, strode over, reached out and touched Yang Jin's forehead, "It's not hot anymore."

Then he asked again: "You must be hungry, the porridge is ready."

Zhou Shiluo turned around and filled two bowls of porridge, and the two ate quietly.Yang Jin had a bad appetite and only drank a bowl. He put down his spoon and glanced at the person who was drinking porridge with him, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you full? Why don't you order some takeaway."

Zhou Shiluo raised his head, he didn't understand Yang Jin's meaning, subconsciously asked: "What do you want to eat?"

"I say you." Yang Jin said helplessly.

Zhou Shiluo said "oh" bluntly, then smiled at him and said, "No, I'm not too hungry."

Yang Jin originally wanted to say something more, but he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut. This kind of awkward concern made him feel a little uncomfortable.

After eating, he went straight to the bathroom to take a hot bath, and then went back to bed.

He slept too much during the day and couldn't fall asleep for a while. Yang Jin was bored and sat on the bedside to continue reading his hypnotic magic book - "Dream of Red Mansions".The house was very quiet. Half an hour later, he clearly heard the knock on the door like a cat scratching.

He frowned slightly, and asked the person outside the door without raising his head, "Why are you sneaking around?"

Zhou Shiluo was hesitating, seeing that he was caught, he simply didn't struggle, and pushed open the half-closed door.He didn't enter the house, but stood at the door politely, and asked, "Haven't you slept yet?"

"En." Yang Jin responded.

Zhou Shiluo said, "I have something for you."

Only then did Yang Jin raise his head, "What is it?"

"Wait for me." Zhou Shiluo lifted his foot to leave, he quickly got into the master bedroom, mysteriously found a small square box from the closet, held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, then reluctantly got up and handed it to Yang Jin.

When Yang Jin saw Zhou Shiluo came back, he put down the book in his hand, and took the small box in his hand naturally.He stared at the outer packaging with his dark eyes for a long while, but couldn't guess what kind of treasure it was, so he opened it directly in front of Zhou Shiluo.

His eyes froze for the next second, and what was inside was the safety buckle he was going to give to Zhou Shiluo on Valentine's Day.

The moment he didn't send it out, he decided not to give it up. Unexpectedly, it ended up in Zhou Shiluo's hands by chance and coincidence, and it was perfectly preserved in a small delicate box.

Ironic.

Zhou Shiluo saw that Yang Jin didn't speak for a long time, thinking that he remembered the unpleasant things last time, and felt flustered and conflicted.He carefully chose his words, deliberately avoided any words related to that day, and said dryly: "You left."

Yang Jin said "Oh", inexplicably feeling sad, he closed the box again, threw it on the bedside table indifferently, and said indifferently: "It's not something valuable."

The wooden packing box made a dull sound when it was hit, and then rolled towards the edge of the cabinet due to inertia.Zhou Shiluo's heart tightened, his eyes widened, and he reached out to catch the box a second before it was about to fall to the ground. He was afraid that the things inside would be damaged, so he quickly opened it to check, and he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

"You don't want it?" he asked in surprise.

Yang Jin: "No."

Zhou Shiluo stopped the movement of his hands, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and asked quickly, "Since you don't want it, give it to me."

Yang Jin raised his head, with a slight coldness in his brows and eyes, he looked at the person in front of him, and read the expectation from those eyes, what did he have to look forward to?Yang Jin was puzzled.

This safety buckle was originally bought for him. If it hadn't happened last time, the two of them might have been officially together.

Now I want it pitifully, isn't it all self-inflicted?

Yang Jin's heart was in a panic, and his tone couldn't be said to be very good, with the meaning of an order: "Let it go."

Zhou Shiluo was slightly stunned, with a disappointed expression on his face. One second he said no, and the next second he asked him to put it away. It was obvious that he didn't want to give it to him if he didn't want it.

Yang Jin looked up at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, the evil factor in his body grew rapidly, the more reluctant Zhou Shiluo was, the more he wanted to come back.Like a pervert, he wanted to hear Zhou Shiluo begging for himself, just like begging himself to be with him, begging himself to go home with him.

"I'll say it again, just let it go."

Zhou Shiluo still didn't move, holding the box tightly with his right hand.The reason why he decided to return it to Yang Jin was because he was worried that the other party would be anxious if he couldn't find it, but now that it was clear that Yang Jin didn't want it, he didn't want to return it.

After all, in those difficult days, it was this safety button that stayed with him all the time, so that he would not feel that life was difficult.

He knew that his request was a little too much, but he still wanted to discuss it with Yang Jin.Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Yang Jin lifted the quilt and got up from the bed.

Zhou Shiluo looked at Yang Jin who was approaching slowly, and it was too late when he realized what the other party was going to do.Yang Jin grabbed his wrist with one hand, and twisted his fingers with the other.

Obviously he could snatch it by just grabbing the box, but Yang Jin insisted on breaking Zhou Shiluo's fingers one by one.His strength was so strong that Zhou Shiluo had nowhere to escape and could only watch. However, the pain from his fingertips in the next second made him cry out impatiently, and his five sense organs were pinched together in pain.

Yang Jin was stunned, noticing Zhou Shiluo's slightly trembling fingertips, he took off the box without saying a word, and checked Zhou Shiluo's finger, a blister hidden on the side of the finger was exposed to Yang Jin's eyes openly.

Yang Jin's eyes darkened in an instant, but his tone softened significantly, "How did you do it?"

Zhou Shiluo withdrew his hand in embarrassment, "It was hot when I was cooking the porridge."

Yang Jin's chest burst into anger uncontrollably. He really wanted to scold Zhou Shiluo, but he couldn't bear it, and finally turned into a blunt question, "Is there any medicine at home?"

"There should be..." Zhou Shiluo didn't remember clearly, he just held back until now because he thought it was troublesome, but now seeing Yang Jin's dark and stinky expression, he felt that if he didn't find it out immediately, he wouldn't be able to keep it. Kicked downstairs by the little bastard to buy medicine.

Zhou Shiluo looked for it for a long time, and before his patience was about to run out, he finally found it in the drawer of the coffee table.He didn't remember when he bought it. He stared at the instruction manual for a while, and after confirming that it hadn't expired, he turned around and handed it to Yang Jin.

Yang Jin didn't answer, and his voice was calm: "What are you doing to me, wipe it off yourself."

"Help me break it, I can't do it." Zhou Shiluo was not hypocritical, he was telling the truth, the blister on the side of the finger seemed to be bigger than before.

Yang Jin took the ointment, very helpless: "Go and get a needle."

"There are no needles," Zhou Shiluo went into the bedroom, removed two pins from his clothes, and handed them to Yang Jin, "Only this."

Yang Jin nodded.

The two sat on the sofa, Yang Jin tore open the package of alcohol wipes, carefully wiped the inside and outside of the pin three or four times, and then took Zhou Shiluo's hand, and carefully popped the blisters.

Transparent pus came out, and he quickly picked up a cotton swab to dip it in, cleaned it thoroughly, and squeezed out the burn ointment.

Zhou Shiluo couldn't help shivering due to the pain, and subconsciously hid back, but his left hand was pulled tightly by Yang Jin, and he couldn't withdraw an inch.His eyes were misty, and the corners of his eyes were thin red, and he looked very attractive.

He didn't know it, but still stared tenderly at Yang Jin's movements with these eyes, and when the ointment was about to be applied for the second time, he subconsciously begged Yang Jin for mercy.

"Slow down, it hurts."

The first time Yang Jin heard Zhou Shiluo acting like a baby to him, the movements of his hands stopped, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly, which was quickly flattened again.

But Zhou Shiluo still noticed it, a warm current passed through his heart, and he didn't care about the pain in his hand.Thinking that if he knew that the bitter trick would work, he would boil a few more and soak it.

He looked at Yang Jin, his throat moved slightly, and he said again in a soft voice: "I hurt."

If it was a conditioned reflex the first time, then he definitely did it on purpose the second time.

Yang Jin's expression was subtle, he knew that Zhou Shiluo was pretending to be good, put away his emotions, and said expressionlessly: "Hold on."