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"...Then I have to be nice to my only believer." The blond boy handed him his hand. After Stephen held it firmly, Farr raised his chin pretending to be arrogant, "Look, you have led to the gods hand, and he's right in front of you, with lots of love to offer. Do you want to start with a kiss?"

He took some effort to pull the brown-haired boy close to him, and then took a bite on the bridge of Stephen's nose: "There is nothing bad about Stephen Strange in my eyes. Of course I've heard someone post you All those labels on you, arrogant, conceited, stubborn...so what? Does everyone have to be a personality that pleases everyone? If they don't like you for what you really are, I will come to like you.Steven , let me love you more than the world."

Stephen's face was steaming. At this time, he had to thank that it was late and they were not under the street lights. He could comfort himself that Farr couldn't see his expression clearly.The brown-haired boy pretended to complain: "Calm down, Farr, your smile looks silly. We are just talking about love."

"But you like every smile of mine, Stephen." Fall knew that if he continued speaking, Stephen would shake off his hand in embarrassment, and he would accept it thoughtfully, "Send you back to the dormitory?"

Adhering to the idea of ​​"sleeping directly in the same bed as soon as the relationship is established, the progress is indeed too fast and it is not prudent", Stephen nodded, and decided that he would bring the "cohabitation" plan to the most urgent and important level on his schedule .

——If you mention it the next day, it can be said that he thought about it all night.Perfect and reserved.

Stephen stood still at the entrance of his dormitory. He didn't turn on the light immediately, but held his hand on the doorknob and looked at his boyfriend's eyes that looked hazy because of the dim light: "...I like it even if it's not a smile." He whispered , "Just, anyway, it's just you. See you tomorrow."

Before Farr could react, he closed the dormitory door very quickly.

Val stood outside the door laughing.

"I thought about what was wrong all the way." Stephen reopened the door, "You didn't give me that kiss."

……

After earning a doctorate degree in one breath, Stephen became a neurosurgeon as he wished.But Farr did not continue to study like his boyfriend. After graduating from college, he was directly introduced by his seniors to Wall Street, and now he often appears on the financial page.

Stephen finished a six-hour operation and went back to the office to change clothes. On the way, he met Nina Leslie, a colleague from the next department: "Your friend has been waiting for you outside the door for more than 40 minutes, Dr. Strange .and, uh..."

"Thank you, Leslie." Stephen sped up his movements and stopped his colleague from asking, "He is the same age as me. He has a lover. He hasn't broken up yet—he won't break up in this life. And Anything else to ask?"

Every time his boyfriend came to pick him up from get off work, many people would rather put up with his poisonous tongue the next day and ask him about Farr's situation.

Leslie: "... gone."

Stephen nodded as he said goodbye to his colleagues, and strode towards the hospital entrance with long legs. The blond young man was leaning on a silver-gray sports car: "If you don't get off work, I'm going to worry about your sudden death from overwork. .”

"I just had three surgeries." Stephen snorted softly, "Look at these people, they can't wait to put their eyeballs on your face. Ferrari... new model? When did you start liking this kind of car?"

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously and looked at his boyfriend: "Have you met anyone new recently?"

"No, I don't like it. You know I can't even remember the brand name of the car." Not a spaceship or a gaming helmet, Farr opened the driver's seat door and made a "please" gesture, "This is your birthday this year Gift."

It is not enough to be influenced by other people.

Stephen sat in with a smile, and saw his name engraved in the middle of the steering wheel at a glance, still in handwriting, Farr's handwriting: "So you customized it? What did you name it?"

"'Strange'." Farr sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seat belt. "Someone complained to me before that people didn't want to name things after him."

Stephen grinned and stepped on the accelerator: "Fare, I haven't received such a great gift for a long time."

"Really?" The blond young man raised his eyebrows, "You were also very happy when I gave you a new watch last year, so you lied to me then?"

"No, I'm really happy." Stephen reached out and stroked the engraved letters, "but a year is a long time in Stephen Strange's concept of time. Yes, I'm just saying that someone gave me a Christmas present. Perfunctory, I can't believe you gave Victor a drum kit! And I just got a Montblanc pen? That's too much, Farr, and if it wasn't for this custom sports car, I'd be mad until Christmas."

"If you didn't carry that pen with you every day, I would trust you more, Stephen," Farr said. "Victor also thinks that the gift I gave you is much better than the one I gave him. I I suspect that the two of you brothers will still be the same when you get old, always thinking that the gift the other gets is better."

But if Mr. and Mrs. Strange suggested that they should just exchange gifts, the two brothers would hug their gifts tightly and stop talking.

"He's always been like this." Stephen was indignant, "He has been at odds with me since he was a child. So the gift you give me should be the best in every way, big or small, because I'm your boyfriend, and Victor, he's just your boyfriend's brother."

They have been in love for a long time, and Stephen has shown a more childish side.

Farr laughed. "Well, Stephen, you're always right, so you're always right."

"That's right." Stephen nodded, "Go home for dinner or did you make other arrangements for me?"

"I guess you would be more willing to go home for dinner." Thinking of his cooking skills, Farr added, "But don't expect too much, I haven't made any progress in this area."

Stephen turned his head and was very proud: "You need me very much at this time, and I will be very supportive."

"I need you every day." Farr turned his boyfriend's face back to the street, "Drive well, Stephen, don't make me worry about you."

"Don't worry, you can trust my skills." Stephen turned on the music, "...French songs?"

""Demande-moi"." Fall said softly.

Steven loves hearing Farr speak French: "Should I look up the lyrics?"

In fact, his boyfriend sometimes expresses his love to him in the language of other countries, like filling a glass bottle with candy, waiting for him to peel off the candy wrapper and eat one on a whim. What sweetness.

……

As Stephen had promised, he ate all of Farr's cooking.After dinner, Stephen took off his watch to wash the dishes. Farr helped his boyfriend put the watch in the drawer: "Doctors are indeed a high-paying profession, Stephen, but you can't spend so much money. You have already bought three watches this month. I also saw that you made an appointment for two new yuan."

Sometimes he felt that there was a strange power in Stephen, as much as he could earn for Stephen, his boyfriend would be able to spend as much as he turned around.

The arrogant doctor put the cleaned dishes back to their original places, wiped his hands and hugged his boyfriend's waist, a little guilty: "But this is my hobby, Farr."

He knew how to get his way, especially in front of Farr, because his boyfriend was not willing to refuse his reasonable or unreasonable requests, except at night.Most of the time at other times, he has the final say.

For example, he chose this high-rise apartment so that he can overlook New York from a high place. The night view of New York is really amazing, especially when he is standing next to his sweetheart.

Let him be high-spirited and feel like he has it all.

Money, fame, social status, he has everything.

The most important, of course, is Farr.

Always Farr.

Farr sighed softly: "Okay, Stephen. Anyway, I will spend my money on you."

Stephen picks out a record: "Dancing?"

Farr poured himself a small glass of red wine, he shook his head and leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window: "I can watch you dance."

But his boyfriend was too clingy to him, so Stephen changed to another sheet and walked to Farr's side in a slow pace to exchange a red wine-flavored kiss with his boyfriend: "—Donna called me yesterday."

"Huh?" Farr put his hand behind Stephen's head, pressed his boyfriend against the glass window, and kissed from the pinna to his lips, "What did the little princess say?"

There are tiny lights in Stephen's eyes: "She said that you indulge me too much, and my temper will get worse and worse. Sooner or later, only you can stand me."

The brown-haired young man could feel Farr's chest shaking, and he was smiling: "What do you say?"

"I told her, that's right, you spoiled me." Stephen put his arms around his boyfriend's shoulders and pushed him to the balcony, "I suspect that you just want to spoil me until no one wants me. And you want to I."

There were originally two reclining chairs on their balcony, but ten times out of ten, Stephen just wanted to be close to his boyfriend. He plausibly said: "I only miss you when I am working. Now is my private time." , can't I still touch my boyfriend at any time? This is my legitimate right."

So they changed to a double recliner.

The two leaned together to look at the stars.

"I guess Donna will say," Faer continued the topic just now, "You don't need anyone to pet you, and your temper is so bad that no one wants it except me."

Stephen narrowed his eyes, and made up his mind that if his boyfriend dared to say yes, he would kiss him until he changed his words: "Am I having a bad temper?"

"No." Fall kissed his eyelashes, "You never gave me a chance to see your bad temper, so my answer is no."

Even if Stephen is as hard as a clam that can't open its shell, he will always use soft flesh to welcome Farr's fingers who want to touch him.