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Qu Yi stayed at 2UTen because of his internship. Zhou Yanchuan drank the warm milk that Qu Yi gave him every night, and he wanted to smell Huancheng.

Although after the smiling face that day, he went to send a message to Wen Huancheng, and got the word "fuck", and was disheartened again, but he always wanted Wen Huancheng.

Their chat records are very long, and there are a lot of Wen Huancheng's voices in it, most of them are saying "Zhou Yanchuan, it's a miracle that you survived", "Smelly brother", "Stop why why why, there are so many whys , you just do as I tell you"...

But in fact, Zhou Yanchuan didn't encounter so many problems, but he discovered that Wen Huancheng has an advantage, that is, no matter what questions he asks Wen Huancheng, Wen Huancheng will tell himself seriously, send four or five messages, until This problem is clearly resolved.

And at this time, Zhou Yanchuan's cell phone will beep.

Feel happy and at ease.

But now it's all gone.

Wen Huancheng was very tired today. Lin Yu’s gallery opened a themed art exhibition. He acted as half a translator and tour guide, accompanied the artists from Germany to walk around, chatted all day, and drank four bottles of water. , now I can finally rest.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Yu rubbed his shoulder with a smile, "It's been a hard day."

Wen Huancheng patted her hand: "Mom is even more tired."

"I don't seem to be very happy recently," Lin Yu said tentatively, "You happened to be away when Yiyi came to pay New Year's greetings a few days ago."

Wen Huancheng looked back at Lin Yu: "Mom, I've thought it through a long time ago, don't always be so careful."

Lin Yu smiled shallowly: "When Mom looks at you, she can only be a cautious mother."

Wen Huancheng glanced at the painting: "Let's go out to have dinner with Yiyi tomorrow, we haven't seen each other all winter vacation."

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Qu Yi was very happy when he came, and Wen Huancheng said in the car: "It seems that living in the base is good."

"Hehehe, the people at the base are very nice," Qu Yi thought for a while, "You know Zhou Yanchuan, I think he may live in a different world from mine, with the same face every day and no other expressions, playing games Eating and sleeping, no entertainment at all, once I sent them fruit, I heard Zhou Yanchuan playing games too."

Qu Yi coughed, imitating Zhou Yanchuan and said in a cold voice, "There is someone, 285."

"Your serious job is actually the younger brother of UTen serving tea and water." Wen Huancheng smiled faintly: "Zhou Yanchuan is either cold or slow to heat up. He has a very rich small world in his heart."

"I think it's possible, but one day he suddenly asked me on the stairs if I had contacted you recently," Qu Yi said, "Does he still hate you for beating him?"

Those few days should be when they were fighting coldly, Wen Huancheng couldn't help laughing loudly: "Leave him alone, he can't beat me."

Qu Yi blinked: "Brother Cheng, what grudge do you have with him?"

"When I was at the bar, I accidentally raised my hand." Wen Huancheng said, "It's just a trivial matter."

"Oh……"

Wen Huancheng stepped on the brakes and waited for the traffic light: "Yi Yi, what happened before," he sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Qu Yi was stunned for two seconds, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am now." He raised his chin and looked into the distance, "You, Aunt Lin, and the uncle in the hospital Aunts, you always feel that I was abandoned by my parents, and I have never been fostered by any family. It is very pitiful, but look at me now, I am really good. Some people will never meet in a lifetime Finding someone who can push him, so I can meet you, I'm really lucky, isn't it?"

"And I seem to have met nice people all the time." Qu Yi added.

Wen Huancheng smiled noncommittally. He always disliked Jin Yuan. He felt that this person was menacing, and he took away the cabbage he had raised for more than ten years.

He felt that Qu Yi liked Jin Yuan, it was a very obvious kind of liking that could be shown in every expression.

Just like Zhou Yanchuan.

When it comes to the word like, he always inexplicably wants to connect with Zhou Yanchuan.

After eating, he gently hugged Qu Yi. Although Qu Yi couldn't understand the meaning of his gesture, Wen Huancheng felt that this was an explanation for the two of them. It was another apology and a promise that he would not use it again. Domineering and selfish way to interfere in Qu Yi's life.

When I went down the stairs, I looked up and saw two people sitting with arms folded.

Zhou Yanchuan and Jin Yuan.

Qu Yi was forcefully pulled away by Jin Yuan, but Zhou Yanchuan didn't move, just sat there and stared at him.

A picture of catching his wife cheating.

Wen Huancheng snorted softly, walked straight over, and when he was about to open the door, Zhou Yanchuan finally moved, pinching his wrist: "Do you like Qu Yi?"

As soon as he said this, other people in the store cast curious glances.

Wen Huancheng frowned: "Stop making trouble."

"You took the initiative to hug him just now!" Zhou Yanchuan emphasized.

He didn't know where this disapproving temper came from, and he grabbed Zhou Yanchuan's wrist with his other hand: "Go out and tell me, I'll go out and explain to you."

Hearing Wen Huancheng's rare resignation, Zhou Yanchuan followed him out.

The two walked for a while, and after turning to a deserted street, Wen Huancheng said, "I treat him as my younger brother."

"Which elder brother hugs younger brother?" Zhou Yanchuan was still jealous.

Wen Huancheng rolled his eyes: "Why can't my elder brother hug my younger brother? I'm sorry that brothers in foreign countries don't hug each other?"

"Then he's not your biological brother." Zhou Yanchuan said, "I won't let you have a meal with me, you still have time to hug your brother."

Wen Huancheng really wanted to laugh, but because it was rare to see Zhou Yanchuan in such a hurry, he suppressed his smile again, and explained to him again to prevent the whole street from being filled with vinegar jars.

"Just because I hug him doesn't mean I like him."

"Then why do you like someone?" Zhou Yanchuan asked.

Wen Huancheng thought of the words that Zhou Yanchuan once said: "I want to kiss him."

"Then do you want to kiss me?" Zhou Yanchuan asked.

This street is a bit old, and the street lamps have been covered with a layer of black dust because no one has wiped them for many years, so the lights are not bright enough, turning into a dim yellow, and Zhou Yanchuan is standing underneath, his blond hair is warm under the light.

A thought of wanting to admit flashed through his mind, but Wen Huancheng let him go in a flash, and he didn't deliberately grab it.

"Do not……"

The word "Thinking" even made a breathy sound, and Zhou Yanchuan pinched his chin and kissed him.

Wen Huancheng's eyes swelled immediately, and he was pushed away by the tip of Wen Huancheng's tongue a few times: "What are you doing?!"

"You like me." Zhou Yanchuan said, "I can see your eyes clearly."

Wen Huancheng's chest heaved violently when Zhou Yanchuan made such an arbitrary conclusion.

"Why do you decide me based on your own preferences?" He leaned forward and pushed Zhou Yanchuan again, "Does everyone you like must like you and respond to you?"

Standing in front of Zhou Yanchuan, he bit every word very hard: "Why do you think I like you, I just like you?"

Zhou Yanchuan was a little at a loss, knowing that he had offended Huan Cheng again, so he could only look at him with his hands down.

When people quarrel, either the more noisy they become, the more violent they become, or the more noisy they become, the more wronged they are. Wen Huancheng is the second type.

It wasn't the first day he knew Zhou Yanchuan, and he wouldn't be so angry after being kissed by him, but when a bunch of continuous questions came out of his mouth, he felt more and more guilty, and he was so wronged that he wanted to cry: "I am a An object? Why do you, Zhou Yanchuan, kiss whenever you want, and never ask me if I want to?" His clenched fists began to tremble, "Do you know how disgusting it is to break a straight man?"

Zhou Yanchuan wanted to reach out to grab his trembling shoulder, but before he could lift it, he put it down consciously, and asked sullenly, "Do you really hate me?"

Wen Huancheng didn't speak.

There was a long silence on the street, and every sound was exceptionally clear.

Finally a voice appeared.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, don't be angry," Zhou Yanchuan took a step back, "I was wrong, I misunderstood, I'm sorry."

Wen Huancheng's brows twitched, fear welled up in his heart, he was a little afraid to listen to what Zhou Yanchuan was going to say next.

Zhou Yanchuan stood there for a long time, and finally let go of his fist, with a serious assurance in his tone: "I won't say I like you anymore, and I won't bother you." His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, "If you are angry, don't go to the bar, go home Go to bed early... I won't see you off, you probably don't want me to see you off."

He pursed his lips, and quickly passed Wen Huancheng.

Afraid to take a step slower.

Wen Huancheng didn't even dare to turn his head, and stood there dumbfounded for more than ten minutes before raising the back of his hand to wipe away a tear from his chin, and the other drop hit the ground covered with a little bit of sand.

Zhou Yanchuan did what he said.

When Wen Huancheng entered Zhou Yanchuan's circle of friends again, he could no longer see anything. He knew that Zhou Yanchuan had deleted him.

It's as if they never knew each other, as if these few months have been a dream, every time they appear in a hurry, meet each other in a hurry, and even parting is so hasty, in the end, they can only rely on the dream to wake up for a moment. memory to repeat the picture.

That's it for that annoying little golden retriever.

They may meet again because of the relationship between Qu Yi and Jin Yuan, but it will not be like before.

In fact, Wen Huancheng didn't understand what he was thinking, maybe his feelings had always been a mess, and it was like this with everyone.

The self-righteous old man is actually full of absurd childishness.

He always felt that Zhou Yanchuan was just joking around. He was a child with a 3-minute passion. He had never kissed anyone before. After kissing him, he refused to leave.

But when the heat subsides, when Zhou Yanchuan wakes up?

Will he regret it, hate himself, or make this first love an unspeakable memory.

Wen Huancheng suffered for a long time with such an unclear mood. He couldn't figure out what kind of feelings he had for Zhou Yanchuan, he didn't dare to admit that he liked him, but he still couldn't let it go.

He lay on the bed in a daze for a few days, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced. Whenever he touched the name Zhou Yanchuan, his heart felt as if someone had put his heart on a millstone, grinding it inch by inch, until it was broken into slag but still piled up in a pile. , refused to disperse.

Finally got up from the bed covered in sweat, went to take a shower, touched the switch, and remembered that Zhou Yanchuan told him before that the central control system at home was broken, and it was dark to take a shower, and I don’t know if I wiped off all the shower gel...

Ugh.

He opened Weibo again in the middle of the night, clicked on Zhou Yanchuan from the search records, and slowly looked at some records of his fans.

[Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

[Chuanshen always has to rotate with vet a little unhappy, it is clear that Chuanshen is stronger. 】

[Finally captured a handsome photo from the camera, and everyone licked their faces together. 】

[Chuan God's girlfriend!Do you see it!Kawasami's girlfriend! [picture]】

Wen Huancheng paused.

You don't even need to click on the picture, you can see Zhou Yanchuan holding the girl's hand and looking down at her expressionlessly.

Wen Huancheng stared at this picture for a long time, and finally couldn't help it. Click to view the original picture and zoom in on the details.

It's a pity that the picture is too blurry, he can only see the wrists of the two people connected together.

This is a picture outside the venue. Zhou Yanchuan is wearing a hat, but the mask is pulled down to his chin.

Wen Huancheng knew that Zhou Yanchuan was used to wearing a mask when going out, and he would not take it off unless he wanted to talk.

Therefore, he is willing to listen to this girl.

Wen Huancheng closed his eyes, and after three seconds, he uninstalled Weibo.

He didn't want to look at Zhou Yanchuan anymore.

In fact, this is also normal, Zhou Yanchuan was rejected several times by himself, and was scolded and disgusted, and he will definitely not look back, maybe after thinking about it after going back, he will understand that it is not worth it for himself.

The wrong path was finally corrected.

Wen Huancheng covered his eyes with his hands, tired but not tired at all.

It stands to reason that he should feel relieved, all of this is what he wanted, he wanted Wen Huancheng to be like all normal boys, meet a girl he likes and fall in love.

But he really couldn't sleep, his eyes were closed, his mind was chaotic, but there was always a nerve pulling him.

He tossed and tossed and turned all night, until the early morning light, finally couldn't resist the demands of his body, and fell asleep slowly.

When Qu Yi called, he still couldn't tell the difference between east and west, north and south: "Huh?"

"Come out for dinner this weekend! Jin Yuan treats you!" Qu Yi said with a smile.

Wen Huancheng curled the corners of his mouth, but because he drank too little water, his lips were chapped, and a tear was slightly torn, which hurt a little.

He licked his lips with his tongue, and cleared his throat again: "Got it, I'll be there on time."

"Did you just wake up! It's already past two o'clock! Don't stay up late, don't stay up late, don't stay up late! Did you hear that!" Qu Yi said.

Wen Huancheng got up from the bed, a little dizzy: "Okay, I see, won't Jin Yuan despise you if you're like this?"

Qu Yi chuckled: "He likes me."

"Shameless." Wen Huancheng said, "Send me the address and time when the time comes. I'll take a shower first."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Huancheng leaned against the head of the bed and gently closed his eyes.

Jin Yuan.

When it comes to people and things related to 2UTen, he always thinks of Zhou Yanchuan.

People who are broken in love are probably in better shape than him.

Anyway, I'm going to go out for activities on the weekend, maybe I can meet friends, so I won't have to go around Zhou Yanchuan all the time.

He was never late, but compared to Hong Jianguo who arrived early, he was quite late.

The first thing I saw when I opened the door was Zhou Yanchuan.

long time no see.

He felt in a daze that he hadn't seen Zhou Yanchuan for more than half a year, or even longer.

Zhou Yanchuan just looked at him like that, and the two couldn't even say hello for a while.

"It's all here, sit down, don't stand still." Jin Yuan broke the deadlock for them.

Wen Huancheng subconsciously stayed away from Zhou Yanchuan, sat in the innermost seat, and didn't want Zhou Yanchuan to follow him inside, and sat down naturally next to him.

In less than 2 minutes, Wen Huan couldn't sit still anymore.

The gaze from the side was so intense that he frowned and turned his head slightly, making Zhou Yanchuan disappear from the corner of his eye.

Qu Yi and the others kept arguing, Wen Huancheng distracted his attention from Zhou Yanchuan, and laughed along with them, but Zhou Yanchuan persisted, Wen Huancheng couldn't take it anymore, turned around and gave him a hard look.

Zhou Yanchuan immediately retracted his gaze cooperatively.

Finally clean.

Qu Yifei wanted to force them to drink, but was stopped by Zhou Yanchuan halfway: "I'll pour it for him."

He also poured the bottom of a cup for him.

This meal was really tormenting, if Zhou Yanchuan hadn't hooked his wine glass away a few times, he might really drink out of his mind like Hong Jianguo.

Hong Jianguo didn't come with a car, and pretended that he wanted to call a substitute driver together, and took a ride, but Zhou Yanchuan carried him away with a cold face.

Everyone was gone until it was just the two of them.

Wen Huancheng and him kept some distance away, walked aimlessly, and crossed several streets without speaking to each other.

They were all preoccupied, but carefully observed the people around them, and the air between them became thick and oppressive.

Several little girls ran wildly, bumped into Wen Huancheng's feet, tripped him, and Zhou Yanchuan quickly reached out to wrap his arms around his waist and leaned on him, anxiously saying, "Are you all right?"

Wen Huancheng lowered his eyes, and said embarrassingly, "It's nothing."

Zhou Yanchuan forgot to put the hand on his waist away, Wen Huancheng hastily pulled it away, and stayed away from him: "You go back."

"I'll take you back first." Zhou Yanchuan said.

Wen Huancheng turned his head: "No need, I can't die outside as a man."

"It's not dead." Zhou Yanchuan lowered his head and leaned in front of him, "Your mouth is broken."

Wen Huancheng licked it subconsciously: "The weather is too dry."

Zhou Yanchuan: "You should drink more hot water at ordinary times."

"...What straight man is speaking?" Wen Huancheng distanced himself, caught a glimpse of a loving young couple on the road, and said, "If you have a girlfriend, you must have a sense of responsibility..."

Zhou Yanchuan blurted out: "I don't have a girlfriend."

Wen Huancheng paused, feeling the pent-up breath in his chest for the past few days suddenly relieved, and he raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yanchuan.

"I didn't have a girlfriend." Zhou Yanchuan emphasized again with a cold face.

Wen Huancheng nodded slowly, and said from the inside out: "Okay."

"You don't like me, and you force yourself to think that I have a girlfriend." Zhou Yanchuan took a step towards him, standing straight, "You think I'm such a bad person."

Wen Huancheng said hastily: "I'm not—"

"I miss you very much," Zhou Yanchuan said, "I really want to see you, I won't tell you that I like you again," he said hoarsely, "but why do you still say this when I finally found a chance to meet you? Are you mad at me?"

Wen Huancheng has never heard Zhou Yanchuan's serious words, and now he is anxious: "I didn't force myself to think that you had a girlfriend, I just saw a picture of you and her..."

"If I want, I can post a photo of you and me in bed." Zhou Yanchuan said, "It's the same as the real thing."

Wen Huancheng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. People like Zhou Yanchuan didn't play cards according to the routine when they quarreled, but he was still so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

Zhou Yanchuan couldn't wait for his answer, turned around, raised his hand to hail a taxi by the side of the road, and sat in the back seat with Wen Huancheng.

Silent all the way.

When arriving at the destination, Wen Huancheng opened the door and got out of the car, but Zhou Yanchuan didn't respond when he was inside.

Wen Huancheng squeezed the car door tightly and said, "I'm going home, good night."

Zhou Yanchuan's entire face was hidden in the darkness, his blond hair could barely be seen from outside the car, Wen Huancheng didn't wait for his good night, or even a goodbye, he could only stretch out his hand and gently push the door.

Snapped.

The sound of the engine sounded, Wen Huancheng turned his head and saw the car disappear around the corner.

The dizziness caused by alcohol had faded by half, but Wen Huancheng took out the key three or four times but failed to open the door, his hands were shaking.

He knew that Zhou Yanchuan was really angry.

The hand holding the key hung down, and he stood on the spot, tense from head to toe, as if he had returned to the day when Zhou Yanchuan said that he would not bother him again, and his whole heart fell into darkness without distinction between day and night.

The night wind in March unexpectedly blew a bone-chilling chill.

Zhou Yanchuan left again, this time without even saying goodbye, and he will definitely not appear again in the future.

No.

Wen Huancheng took a deep breath and ran back, while calling Zhou Yanchuan.

No.

No.

He hastily opened the gate of the yard, and as soon as he raised his eyes, his footsteps stopped.

Zhou Yanchuan stood at the corner.

did not go.

Wen Huancheng put down his phone and stared at him blankly. The muscle reaction brought by the adrenaline hadn't subsided yet, but the tip of his nose was so sore that he couldn't speak, and his eyes were blushing.

The bell was still ringing, but Zhou Yanchuan didn't answer it, and stood quietly, looking at Wen Huancheng.

There is too much content in their eyes.

Wen Huancheng took a deep breath, put his mobile phone into the pocket of the windbreaker, and stepped in front of Zhou Yanchuan with his heavy legs, steadied his steps, and breathed steadily again: "I have something to tell you."

Zhou Yanchuan waited for him.

Wen Huancheng raised his chin to look at Zhou Yanchuan, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "I know I like you, it's a bit late, but can you wait for me again?"

The body was pressed into a warm embrace, Zhou Yanchuan's arms tightly wrapped around his shoulders, the strength was so great that he couldn't breathe smoothly.

"I only like you." Zhou Yanchuan pressed his shoulder, "Really."

"I know," Wen Huancheng repeated in a low voice, "I know."

Zhou Yanchuan let go of him, raised his hand to hold Wen Huancheng's face, rubbed his thumb against his mandible, but his eye sockets were much moister than Wen Huancheng's.

He looked at Wen Huancheng for a long time, so long that he stroked his entire face gently.

"What... what are you doing?" Wen Huancheng couldn't freeze, and lowered his eyelids first.

"Brother, I haven't looked at your face so seriously." Zhou Yanchuan said.

Wen Huancheng's ears were reddened by his words: "Don't bark."

"Then what do I call you?" Zhou Yanchuan was serious, and he was really asking him to address him, "Brother Cheng, or Brother Cheng Cheng."

"Don't follow my roommate..."

Seeing his rosy cheeks, Zhou Yanchuan couldn't help but say, "Brother, can I kiss you now?"

He spoke very carefully and cautiously, and it was the first time he asked Wen Huancheng if he could kiss him.

The gentle eyes melted the air into a ball of sweetness, Wen Huancheng gently closed his eyes in the palm of his hand.

The touch on the lips did not come as promised, but a light kiss fell on the cheek.

Wen Huancheng was a little surprised.

Zhou Yanchuan buried his head in his neck, and the tall boy instantly turned into a well-behaved golden retriever. He said a little wronged: "During this time, I really miss you."

"I'm sorry." Wen Huancheng raised his hand to touch the back of his head.

Zhou Yanchuan rubbed against his neck, Wen Huancheng was itchy by his hair, and there was a lingering smile in his tone: "Are you a dog?"

"Whether you like me or not, you call me a dog." Zhou Yanchuan's tone seemed to be coquettish again.

Wen Huancheng patted his ears twice, really like teasing a dog, and smiled: "I praise you."

"Then you are a dog too, we are a couple." Zhou Yanchuan said.

"..."

It's really a dog man.

Wen Huancheng was puzzled by Zhou Yanchuan's brain circuit and was silent for a while, and finally chose to accommodate him: "Okay, dogs are dogs."

Zhou Yanchuan's cell phone rang again in his pocket, Wen Huancheng touched his wrist: "Pick it up."

"Manager Chi called, I only took two hours off." Zhou Yanchuan hugged him and refused to let go, "Let's talk about it later."

Wen Huancheng didn't say a word, and acquiesced to bully Manager Chi together with him.

"Why didn't you leave?" Wen Huancheng asked.

Zhou Yanchuan said: "I don't know, I just want to stay downstairs at your house for a while."

Wen Huancheng knew that no one in this world would foolishly like someone like Zhou Yanchuan, and then foolishly pursue and wait foolishly.

He touched Zhou Yanchuan's hand on his waist, gently pulled it up and put it in his palm.

Zhou Yanchuan's eyes were shining brightly, and the corners of his mouth were curled up, smiling happily.