dark white star

After carrying Zhou Yan back to the bed, Han Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

too heavy...

After taking off his shoes, Han Yu gave him some hangover medicine, and after Zhou Yan finished drinking, he helped him to lie down and tucked the corner of the quilt.

The water in the bathroom was splashing, Han Xi stood under the nozzle and squeezed some shampoo out.

Swipe your fingers through the hair, leaving a greasy feel of shampoo, and the bubbles that come out of kneading will soon become fuller, and the bathroom is filled with the smell of shampoo.

This is the smell when Zhou Yan leaned on him just now...

"...Don't push me away again, okay?"

Han Yu's movements suddenly stopped, feeling a little sour for no reason.

The shampoo flowed down the forehead and into the eyes, causing a stinging pain, so Han Yu quickly turned on the nozzle.

The water column draws a curved arc in the air, and it emits a golden light after being irradiated by the bath lamp.

Han Xie closed her eyes, her mind was full of Zhou Yan and what he just said.

Time passed little by little, and the bubbles disappeared little by little.The full bubbles turned into a white water column, flowing down Han Yu's back, chest, ankles, and finally into the sewer.

Han Yu sighed softly, like regret, but also like relief.

He imagined Zhou Yan's appearance just now, his hand went all the way down, and finally held himself, and then there was a tremor.

By the time Han Yu dried his hair and came out of the bathroom, more than an hour had passed. He walked lightly into Zhou Yan's room, and pushed open the door.

The room is very dark, the curtains have been drawn, and only the smallest bedside lamp is left to shine faintly, like a star in the wilderness and empty sky.

Han Yu approached slowly and sat down on the bed.

Zhou Yan was already sound asleep, breathing evenly, and still snoring a little bit relaxedly, Han Xi stretched out her hand to touch his face as if possessed.

The touch is not very good, there is a little bit of stubble on the chin.Han Yu didn't know why, but suddenly smiled softly.

From the chin to the lips, he tilted his head and looked at it carefully.

Her lips were warm and soft, and Han Xie slowly bent down.

Zhou Yan suddenly opened his eyes when Han Xi was only a few centimeters away.

Han Yu shrank back as if he had been burned, and Zhou Yan grabbed his hand.

"Let's sleep together." Zhou Yan said, his eyes were dimly drowsy, as if the only thing left in the whole world was this Han Yu in front of him.

Zhou Yan blinked his eyes slowly, Han Yu tried to break free from his hand, but was punished more forcefully - he directly grabbed Han Yu's hand and dragged him into the bed, fixing him firmly on himself.

"Go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow." Zhou Yan patted Han Yu's head gently, and smelled it vigorously.

Han Xi under the blanket blushed and did not dare to move, her breath was filled with the smell of Zhou Yan.

... How can this make people fall asleep, Han Yu's eyes widened in the darkness.

When he woke up the next day, Han Yu was so sleepy that he was about to go to heaven. Zhou Yan asked him to take a whole morning off and asked him to rest at home.

As a result, Han Yu couldn't rest comfortably at home, so he started a live broadcast when he had nothing to do, and everyone in the barrage was discussing that he had a support group.

"When was the group created? Why didn't I know?" Han Xie put on the bullets quickly with his earphones on, and got on his motorcycle to go to the Northwest District to pick up airdrops.

【. 】It happened a few days ago, it seems that Han Shen decided to show his face for two days.

[Grandma's old cold legs] Yes, it seems to be the group created by "Me Mo Da" before, and there are many sisters in it.

The corner of Han Yu's mouth twitched when he saw the name of the person who built the group. Isn't Zhou Yan busy all day long?What the hell is this group...

"Then you Jianqun will not pull me in?" Han Xie left the motorcycle and walked up the hillside. He saw a person in the bushes just now, and now he is going to go around quietly.

[Dark green nails] The group owner won't let us pull you in. Funny.jpg

[Steel penny for five yuan] There are things you can't see in it, hehe... the dog's head saves your life

Han Xie glanced at the barrage, quickly dealt with the person in front of him and said, "Then I'm even more curious."

"What are you curious about? There's nothing interesting about it." Zhou Yan told Han Yu about this after get off work, and the hand holding the hot water photo sticker cup suddenly shook.

"Hiss...it hurts," Zhou Yan hurriedly covered her mouth and walked into the kitchen to take a shower of cold water. Han Yu looked around for a while, then quietly picked up the phone on the table and unlocked it.

Zhou Yan’s cell phone password was told to Han Xie on the day he confessed his love, and Han Xie’s fingerprint was also recorded, but he never opened it—in order to protect Zhou Yan’s privacy.

I was so curious today, Han Yu glanced in the direction of the kitchen, and then quickly clicked into the chat history of [HAN's strongest support group on the surface].

It seems that they are discussing to give Han Yu a new "flower name"

[Shen Han's little sweetheart] I think God Han eats chicken so well, why don't we call him Chicken King?

[Fangxin side leakage] Puff, chicken king?Wouldn't our place become a chicken coop?Hey clucking sisters!

Han Yu looked at it and laughed out loud, and when he turned to Zhou Yan's comment, he fell down completely laughing.

[Han Shen's body powder] He is so good at eating chicken, we might as well call him chicken bully!

Followed by a group of hahahaha, Han Xi put the phone back on the table tremblingly holding back a laugh, and withdrew his hand to rub his stomach.

This news was sent during working hours, so Zhou Yan was serious about going to work while making dangerous speeches on the phone?

Thinking about it, it was quite touching... Han Yu took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his expression, and decided to open a small account to lurk in.

When Zhou Yan came out of the kitchen, he shook off the drops of water on his hands, and then sat down on the sofa, "What do you want for lunch? I'll order takeaway for you."

Han Yu picked up her phone and began to search: "How about eggplant stew? Or braised pork?"

Zhou Yan looked at the phone seriously, and laughed a little from time to time. Han Xi poked him with her elbow: "Brother?"

"Just order what you like, I don't care." Zhou Yan put down the phone and said.

Han Yu nodded, and added two set meals to the takeout list, "That's fine, I'll order."

After ordering, Han Xi put down her phone and found that Zhou Yan had been looking at him.

"What are you looking at?" Han Yu asked.

"Look at you," Zhou Yan changed his posture, supported his head and continued to look at him; "I think you look really good-looking."

Han Yu lowered her eyes and said, "Brother Yan, I really think that I have run out of luck in my life to meet you."

"You're fine, you're really fine." Han Yu suddenly felt aggrieved as she spoke, "I don't think I'm worthy of you at all."

"...I'm a very bad person," he shed tears without warning, Zhou Yan was startled, and sat upright in a hurry to wipe his tears.

"I really don't deserve you at all," Han Yu said, tears fell one by one, and every drop fell into Zhou Yan's heart, which made him feel very distressed.

Han Yu lowered his head and was doing self-criticism. He wanted to say these things to Zhou Yan for no reason. He wanted to tell Zhou Yan what a bad person he was, but he was afraid that Zhou Yan would run away after he finished speaking. It was back to the dark life that could not be seen at a glance before.

He didn't want to win Zhou Yan's sympathy, but he didn't want to lose Zhou Yan either.

He wanted to transform himself into a better person, into a Han Xi worthy of the person in front of him.

Zhou Yan had never seen Han Yu cry like this before. He thought that this stubborn little bastard would not cry because of anything, but he forgot that Han Xi was only a 19-year-old child.

Since yesterday, Han Yu's feelings for Zhou Yan have changed, from an inexplicable ambiguity to a real liking, the kind of liking because he wants to make himself better.

Han Yu was sobbing, and Zhou Yan hugged him distressedly: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm actually very bad."

"Let me tell you, I had my teeth pulled out when I was a child, and I went to class after the operation," Zhou Yan patted his shoulder gently while speaking slowly, "The teacher just asked me to get up and read the text, and then I As I read it, my saliva dripped down, and there was a big puddle..."

Zhou Yan didn't know why he brought up this matter at this time, and he was anxious to make Han Xie laugh so he told this embarrassing incident. As a result, Han Xie wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, and all the snot bubbles came out.

Zhou Yan quickly wiped him with a tissue, feeling that being in a relationship is like raising a son.

"Stop crying, it's so ugly." Zhou Yan carefully wiped away the tears on his face, and smoothed his hair by the way.

"You said I was good-looking just now." After crying, Han Yu felt a little ashamed, her red eyes began to renege, trying to confuse the matter.

After all, I have been out for so many years, and I have never cried so brokenly, and it was still in front of the person I like.

Han Yu felt that she lost her life today...

The doorbell rang, Zhou Yan ran over to get takeaway, Han Xi took the opportunity to rub his hands, and adjusted his expression.

When putting the takeaway box on the table, Zhou Yan handed his fist to Han Yu, and then opened it suddenly.

"What are you doing?" Han Yu said.

"Set off a little firework for you."

Han Yu smiled.

Zhou Yan closed his hands again and clenched them into fists again.

Han Yu said, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Yan smiled cheaply and said, "Grab the air in front of you to suffocate you, and then you can only get oxygen by kissing me."

Han Yu sniffed, then pushed Zhou Yan aside: "Eat well, it's going to be cold later."

Zhou Yan smiled with a good temper, and divided the chopsticks for Han Yu and unpacked the takeaway boxes.

"Hey, is it true that you just said I'm fine?"

"fake."

"Say it again."

"Do not say."

……

After all, Han Yu still didn't tell Zhou Yan about his affairs.

Whether it's vanity or reluctance, Han Yu thought, if he never finds out, will Zhou Yan never leave?

Han Yu didn't know what kind of face he would use to treat Zhou Yan if something like this happened one day, and how Zhou Yan would treat him.

Anyway, as long as everyone is well now, it's enough, isn't it?

Han Yu looked at the smiling Zhou Yan, then silently lowered her head and picked up a piece of eggplant.

Well, enough is enough.

The author has something to say: Xiao Hei, you are still too young!

Tut tut...

The author smelled the freshly picked sweet-scented osmanthus, drooling and said naively.