Years of love

Yan Qi didn't need to rely on Zhou Luo's protection and he wouldn't fall anymore. It only took him an hour to take two big strides and three small slips.

Zhou Luo looked at him with a little pride.

When changing shoes, Cheng Ye leaned over: "I would like to admit defeat, and you will treat me tonight."

Zhou Luo nodded with a smile, thought for a while, and waved to Yan Qi.

Yan Qi had already changed into his sneakers, handed the skates to the staff, and ran over here.

"Yan Qi, give Chengye brother a laugh, say 'brother, you are so handsome'." Zhou Luo hugged him on his lap and Chengye smirked.

Cheng Ye also smirked at him, as if he was determined to win.

"Brother Cheng Ye, you are so handsome, hahaha." Yan Qi finished speaking stiffly with no expression on his face, and pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly.

Cheng Ye fought coldly.

"I would like to bet and admit defeat." Zhou Luo stretched out three fingers to him: "Three Apple computers."

"Fuck." Cheng Ye was depressed for a while: "The brothers are messing with me."

Old Xue had an adult class at night and couldn't leave, Zhou Luo had no choice but to invite him to dinner next time, and drove Cheng Ye and Yan Qi to look for food near the commercial street.

"Yan Qi, what delicious food have you eaten? Please recommend it to me." Cheng Ye continued to sit in the back seat and wanted to chat with Yan Qi. He thought this child was really interesting, and he was very different from other children he had met. different.

"The food I eat is relatively strong." Yan Qi leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, the warm air was turned on in the car, and the blow on his face was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.

Zhou Luo helped him take off his coat, so as not to catch a cold when he went out for a while.

"It's okay, my brother likes to eat strong flavors." Cheng Ye said.

Zhou Luo turned his head to look at Yan Qi, he was lowering his eyes, his long and dense eyelashes were like two small brushes, casting a small shadow under his eyes.

Yan Qi mumbled confusedly: "Stinky tofu poured with rain, ham sausage that was stepped on by people, chicken legs that attracted flies, fried eggs mixed with black charcoal, and..."

"Stop talking." Cheng Ye vomited: "You deliberately pissed me off."

"Brother Cheng Ye, you are so handsome." Yan Qi said.

"It doesn't work." Cheng Ye rubbed his stomach.

Cheng Ye wanted to eat boiled Three Kingdoms fish in sour soup, Yan Qi had no objection, Zhou Luo naturally agreed, so the three of them ordered a big portion and a big/hemp Three Kingdoms.

"The fish in their sour soup is so tasty." Cheng Ye copied the fish with chopsticks: "Zhou Luo, you can take the soup back with you later, and you can have another meal of sour soup noodles tomorrow."

"If you know how to live like this, hurry up and find a partner, don't stare at me all the time." Zhou Luo picked up a piece of fish for Yan Qi, and pointed to the fishbone on it.

"Who told you to only think about work and not go on dates all day long? If it weren't for me, you would have to live in the publishing house. Will you go for a while?" Cheng Ye said while eating, without stopping.

Zhou Luo looked at him and sighed: "Where are you going?"

"It's a decent place, and I promise not to catch girls." Cheng Ye cleared his throat, saying that he said this very seriously, not joking.

"Where?" Zhou Luo ate a mouthful of fish and raised his eyes to continue asking.

"Gay." Cheng Ye gave a standard smile of a sunny boy, and then stuffed a large piece of sauerkraut and rice into his mouth.

"What?" Yan Qi picked up a fishbone with his hand.

"It's nothing." Cheng Ye picked out a chopstick of bean sprouts for him: "Your Brother Cheng Ye is so handsome, men and women like it, what should we do? We have to get wet with rain and dew."

"Cheng Ye." Zhou Luo called him in a low voice: "Why tell Yan Qi these things, eat your meal."

"Okay, okay." Cheng Ye quickly picked up the bowl sullenly.

Yan Qi only ate three pieces of fish and two pieces of luncheon meat and didn't want to eat any more. He only scooped two spoonfuls of rice, but he ate a lot of bean sprouts.

Before leaving, Yan Qi asked the waiter to pack the soup base in a lunch box, and there were still a few pieces of white and tender fish in it.

Cheng Ye didn't let Zhou Luo see him off, he just stopped a car by the side of the road and left.

Zhou Luo drove home, and when he was waiting for the red light, he glanced at the sleeping Yan Qi, smiled, took out his mobile phone, called Su Jin to report his safety, and drove the car back home.

Yan Qi followed behind Zhou Luo sleepily, but this time he didn't let Zhou Luo carry him away, anyway, he had already started to gain weight, and he always wanted him to hold her for fear that he would feel like a little girl.

The purpose is too obvious.

Just want to stick.

Yan Qi followed Zhou Luo into the elevator and went up to the fourth floor. At a glance, there were three residents on this floor.

Zhou Luo lives in the house on the left, with a big brown iron door and a very high-grade lock on the door

Yan Qi walked into the room and was a little surprised. Although Zhou Luo lived alone, the cleanliness of the room was not as clean as a 23-year-old man could maintain.

Zhou Luo hung his coat on the hanger on the wall next to the entrance, turned to the bathroom to wash his hands, splashed water on his face, and wiped his face carelessly with a towel.

When he came out, Yan Qi had already followed his example and hung up his clothes, put on his slippers and sat on the sofa in a daze.

"Go to bed early, do you still want to take a bath?" Zhou Luo asked.

Yan Qi shook his head, then felt his body carefully, and finally nodded.

The clothes Su Jin put on for him were a bit thick, and he sweated a lot during skating, and he always felt his back was sticky.

Zhou Luo adjusted the hot water for him, and threw all his clothes into the washing machine.

Yan Qi took a bath comfortably, dried the water off his body with Zhou Luo's towel, and smelled the towel vigorously.

After smelling it, he was stunned, looking at himself in the mirror, hesitating whether to go out by himself or ask Zhou Luo to come in.

After thinking for a long time, I still called brother.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Luo knocked on the bathroom door, but didn't open it.

"I don't have pajamas." Yan Qi wrapped himself in a bath towel.

Zhou Luo dug out the T-shirt she wore in high school from the bedroom, opened the door a crack and handed it to Yan Qi.

Yan Qi put on the T-shirt, the hem covered his knees, it was quite big, but it was very loose, and there were a few greasy spots on it that hadn't been washed off, Yan Qi scratched it with his fingernails, and was amused by his actions.Normally, he would definitely have to take off his clothes and change them, but this is Zhou Luo's clothes, so he is reluctant.

After smirking, he froze again.

"Brother." Yan Qi called again.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Luo still just knocked on the bathroom door.

"Did you wash my underwear?" Yan Qi asked.

As soon as Zhou Luo heard this, he hurried to stop the washing machine, but it turned out that water had already started to enter it.

"I washed it." Zhou Luo scratched his head and paced around the bathroom door: "You can't even wear my pants."

Yan Qi was a little depressed, and thought for a while: "Do you have leggings? The ones with drawstrings on the waist."

"I'll get it." Zhou Luo hurried back to the bedroom, rummaged through the box and found a gray one, picked it up, looked at it and found it suitable, and handed it to Yan Qi through the crack of the door.

Yan Qi tried his best to keep the trouser legs from touching the water on the ground. After putting it on carefully, he pulled the rope to the bottom, fastened a dead button, and strangled his waist to try not to let the trousers fall off.

One-third of the trouser legs were drooping on the feet, Yan Qi stared at them for a while, then bent down and lifted the whole trouser legs up, revealing his thin and slender legs.

Zhou Luo sat on the sofa and looked at Yan Qi, and laughed with a "puchi".

Yan Qi is like Conan, huddled in his clothes, so cute.

He dried Yan Qi's hair with a hair dryer, and signaled him to go to bed first, and he had to take a shower himself.

It was only when he was washing that he remembered that he didn't put Yan Qi in the guest bedroom, but on his own bed.

After taking a shower and walking to the bed, Yan Qi had already fallen asleep.

Zhou Luo was wearing a red T-shirt, the same gray pants as Yan Qi was wearing, and loose-fitting home clothes.There was a turban hanging around his neck, his wet hair didn't have time to blow, the water dripped on Yan Qi's face, Yan Qi's eyelashes moved twice.

Zhou Luo looked down at Yan Qi. He had never slept in the same bed with anyone since he was a child, not even Zhou Xun. Over time, he had gotten used to sleeping alone. Now there was another person, even though he was only a child, he would feel the same. uneasy.

But he didn't wake Yan Qi up, after thinking about it, he decided to just get used to it.

Zhou Luo went back to the living room to dry her hair, took out the clothes from the washing machine and dried them on the balcony, turned off the lights, locked the door, went back to the room and half closed the bedroom door, and turned on a lamp.

When he was lying next to Yan Qi, Yan Qi woke up from the obvious depression of the bed, rubbed his eyes and sat up to look at Zhou Luo.

"Did it bother you?" Zhou Luo reached behind his head and rubbed his hair.

"No." Yan Qi braved his sleepiness, climbed onto him, and pressed his left cheek to his chest.

Zhou Luo scratched the bridge of his nose with a smile, didn't bother with Yan Qi, just adjusted his posture of sitting on the back of the bed a little, picked up an English book from the bedside table and read it.

Yan Qi woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to go to the toilet, but found that Zhou Luo was still up, so he put his chin on Zhou Luo's chest, and stared at him.

The bedside lamp was warm yellow, a bit dim, but it clearly illuminated half of Zhou Luo's face.Slightly long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and short black hair lazily hanging on the forehead, the shadows cover the eyes, and the bright eyes are staring at the book.

"Go to sleep." Zhou Luo's book was always placed behind his head, and Yan Qi's face could be seen clearly when he looked closer.

"Brother, you're so pretty." Yan Qi was a little reluctant to close his eyes and look away.

"You are prettier than brother." Zhou Luo said with a smile.

"I want to go to the bathroom." Yan Qi got up from him, put on his slippers and walked to the bathroom.

When he came back, Zhou Luo had already closed the book and left the light on for him.

Yan Qi stood by the bed and looked at Zhou Luo.

Zhou Luo smiled, and it was not hard to guess what the child was thinking: "Come up."

Yan Qi climbed back onto him again, but this time he rested his chin in the hollow of his shoulder.

Zhou Luo turned off the light and tucked the quilt under Yan Qi's neck.

After a long time, Zhou Luo found that Yan Qi was still awake, so he patted him on the back, hesitated before speaking: "The spoiled food you told Cheng Ye in the car is all about you... Have you ever eaten?"

"Well, but I can't remember clearly." Yan Qi closed his eyes and whispered in his ear, his voice was very thin, almost breathless.

"How did you get separated from your family?" Zhou Luo asked.

"I don't remember, I just remember a big dog always chasing me." Yan Qi said, "I have been in the orphanage for as long as I remember, I still remember Dean Gao, I remember Teacher Li, and there are a few people I don't know very well. children."

"Did Dean Gao help you find your parents?" Zhou Luo continued to ask.

Yan Qi knew that Zhou Luo wanted to help him find his biological parents, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, but I couldn't find them. When Dean Gao picked me up, he took me to the Public Security Bureau and took blood, but nothing came out. .”

"Found you?" Zhou Luo's hand paused for a moment.

"My earliest memory is being chased by stray dogs. I ran and ran until I ran out of strength, and fell directly at the door of Dean Gao's house." Yan Qi rubbed his eyes: "The memory from before It's just blank."

Zhou Luo felt that his throat was a little dry, and his heart softened, he hugged Yan Qi tightly and said, "Go to sleep."

"Good night, brother." Yan Qi hugged his neck.

"Good night." Zhou Luo said.

The next day was Sunday, Zhou Luo didn't have the habit of setting an alarm on weekdays, and slept as long as he could.So when he woke up and stretched four times one after another on the bed, he came back to his senses, stared at the ceiling and quickly ran through the things to do today in his mind, propped himself up lazily, and rubbed twice Sleep a little stiff neck.

The bedroom door was ajar, and the kitchen was just a few steps away. A scent rushed into Zhou Luo's nose, and his stomach let out a cooperative cry.

Fish in Hot and Sour Soup?Zhou Luo touched his stomach.

Being used to living alone, and sleeping until one o'clock in the noon, Zhou Luo had long forgotten that Yan Qi slept in his own room last night.

When standing at the door of the kitchen, Zhou Luo was stunned for about 3 minutes.

If it wasn't for his stomach still screaming, Yan Qi heard the movement behind him, or else when he turned around and saw such a big man standing at the door, he would be so shocked that the shovel in his hand would have to jump. Jump.

"Are you... cooking?" Zhou Luo couldn't even say he was surprised, it should be said that he was shocked.

"Just heat up the soup base and cook the noodles directly. It's not difficult." Yan Qi turned down the fire and turned on the steamer next to him: "When I came back last night, I found that there was a steamed stuffed bun at the courtyard gate. , I went to buy a cage at nine o’clock, and put it in the steamer for fear of getting cold, so I’ll reheat it for you.”

Zhou Luo opened his mouth and was speechless.

"Brother, are you eating now?" Yan Qi asked.

"Ah, eat, eat." Zhou Luo stood up straight and smiled embarrassedly.

Yan Qi's back was facing him, he was still wearing a big white T-shirt on his upper body, but he had already taken off his gray trousers and put on his own trousers on his lower body.

Yan Qi's legs are very long. Although his body is not stretched yet, Zhou Luo can tell that Yan Qi's foundation is very good, and his body proportions will be very well-proportioned in the future.

He sneaked up behind Yan Qi and hugged him.

"Thank you brother." Zhou Luo rubbed the top of his head with the tip of his nose.

"Go and brush your teeth." Yan Qi blushed and said with his back turned to him.

"Huh?" Zhou Luo let go of him and asked, "Is there a taste in my mouth?"

"No, I can only smell the fragrance of your body." Yan Qi turned his head and looked at him and said, "The noodles will be lumpy if you don't take them out, and they will be cold if you don't eat them. If you don’t have any muscle, I have to do it again for you..."

"Okay, okay." Zhou Luo turned around and ran to the bathroom: "Brother, give me something to eat, it's really a blessing."

After speaking, his body froze suddenly, and he slammed his head firmly on the bathroom door.

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