The Continuation of Only You

Supermarkets are extremely crowded on weekends.

In the vegetable area, Xu Yihan handed over the shopping cart to Yan Ziheng, and began to carefully select the ingredients.

Along the way, he roughly listed a menu for reference in his mind. During the selection process, he consulted Yan Ziheng's opinions one by one, caring about his taste, even though he might not know anything about it, he was still willing to maintain a gentle and friendly attitude. Be patient and interact with him.

Because in his eyes, he has always been the most concerned existence.

His doting on him was already beyond what he could perceive.

Perhaps, as early as many years ago, it was the kind of spontaneity that had been integrated into the depths of his soul, just as the infiltration of certain emotions occupied all the natural perceptions in the form of moistening things silently.

Almost everything that should be bought has been bought, and after picking some fruits, the two of them are ready to check out and leave.

Xu Yihan was carefully selecting cherries and apples in the fruit area, while Yan Ziheng and the shopping cart stood next to him, silently watching every move of the people around him attentively, feeling very happy.

Yan Ziheng was immersed in his good mood, thinking about it, and lost his mind.

At this time, it is the peak period of the supermarket, and there is an endless stream of people coming and going.In a daze, he was accidentally bumped by someone passing by, so he rushed towards the shelf unsteadily, that is, Xu Yihan had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and when he saw something wrong, he immediately stretched out his hand, grabbed his arm with one hand, and blocked it with the other. In front of him, he stopped him from hitting a wall more embarrassingly in time.

Seeing his panicked state, Xu Yihan frowned with some distressed reproach.

"Why are you so preoccupied? There are so many people in the supermarket, so be careful. If you get hit, you will lose your balance."

Yan Ziheng heard his reproach, lowered his head in shame, and pursed his lower lip. Now why can he be distracted, it is embarrassing for him to ask knowingly, and he feels wronged, so he can only pretend to be stupid and keep silent.

"Okay, let's go." Xu Yihan took the shopping cart, protected Yan Ziheng behind him, and turned his head to tell him, "There are so many people now, you follow me."

Yan Ziheng nodded, his heart felt warm again, he was no longer wronged at all, very comfortable.

By the time the two checked out together, the shopping cart was already full.Although there was a small episode, the whole process was fairly harmonious.

Yan Ziheng, who has been shuttling through the crowd closely following the figures of the people around him, for the first time deeply experienced the real joy of life that he had never experienced before. There was a strange illusion, and a feeling of harmony and joy filled my heart.

The fireworks that fill the days are also very flavorful.

For him who never went to the supermarket, he was surprised to find that this is a good place that can bring people the most subtle satisfaction, and the realism of life, subtle happiness and joy are imprinted everywhere.

The two returned with a full load. As soon as the car arrived at the entrance of the apartment parking lot, Xu Yihan inadvertently saw the black Mercedes-Benz S-Class 63 coupe parked across the road again from the rearview mirror.He frowned slightly, this car appeared too often in front of his eyes, if he only saw it outside the apartment, it would not be strange, but he saw it more often on the road downstairs of his company Opposite, then there must be something wrong with this car.

At first he didn't pay much attention to it, it was just a random passer-by, but recently he saw it more often, and now it even appeared in his apartment, which made him even more suspicious and had to pay attention to its existence.

And every time he saw it, the windows were closed, and he never saw the owner of the car. There was obviously someone in the car, obviously deliberately hiding himself in the deep blackness.

Although it lay there quietly, as if everything was silent, Xu Yihan knew very well that he was being followed, but he didn't know the reason for being followed, and he couldn't guess a convincing reason at all.The reason why he hasn't delved into it so far is that he hasn't noticed his malice and innocence, and he just wonders what kind of mentality the inexplicable attention to him comes from, and he doesn't know where it ends, it's just a harmless riddle That's all.

Since it is not hurtful, then ignore it. As long as the other party does not move, he will take it calmly and wait and see.

"what happened?"

Yan Ziheng felt that Xu Yihan in the driver's seat was a little out of order. After the electric brake lever at the entrance of the parking lot was raised, he still stared at the rearview mirror motionlessly, and frowned, thoughtfully.He also followed his line of sight to look in the rearview mirror suspiciously. Except for a few trees and a car parked on the side of the road, there were no more people or things that could make him feel strange, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"fine."

Xu Yihan regained his focus, then glanced at the black shadow reflected in the mirror, and when he turned his head to look at Yan Ziheng, he had already loosened his brows, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

One of them picked up a big bag and walked out of the elevator door. Yan Ziheng silently followed Xu Yihan towards one of the doors.

Underneath his calm face was a surge of excitement. Every time he took a step forward, his tension and eagerness spread out a little more. Uncontrollable excitement mixed with unbearable longing rippling in his heart. What he was excited about was Finally, he can get closer to his most private living space, his basic necessities of life, his daily life, his habits, looking forward to the true appearance of the purest man after all the external aura has faded away, and longing to be able to live with him under the same roof. His short solitude, for him, in this limited space, there is unlimited happiness that belongs to him alone.

When finally getting close to the longing for in the depths of consciousness a little bit, the uncontrollable excitement, tension, and excitement outside the door are instantly diluted by the bright, simple, neat and elegant interior, and the warmth and warmth come oncoming, intertwined and fused together, tightly enveloping his body and mind.

After Xu Yihan entered the door, he took the shopping bag from Yan Ziheng's hand, put it down casually, then found the slippers that he had just bought for him, and put them at his feet.

"Come in." After telling him to enter, he picked up a bag in one hand and walked to the kitchen.

Yan Ziheng's mood was still a little bit cramped, he looked around the corner of the room again with curiosity, then changed into slippers and went into the living room.

There was the faint smell that he was familiar with in the room, tightly surrounding him, every breath was filled in his nostrils, very at ease.

"You can do whatever you want, there is a remote control on the coffee table."

From the kitchen, Xu Yihan's magnetic voice was mixed with the splash of water.

"Oh, I see."

Yan Ziheng responded, while slowly pacing in the room, his eyes swept over every corner of the room.

The entire apartment is well lit, and the warm sun is shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the entire living room, making it warm and comfortable.

Gently push open the window and door, and the warm wind blows from the half-open window. The spring breeze is gentle, the sun is warm, and the window screen is gently raised and danced gracefully.

"What are you looking at? I washed the fruit for you."

When Xu Yihan came out of the kitchen, he saw Yan Ziheng leaning on the back of the sofa chair, standing facing the French window, approached him, stood still, and couldn't help but reach out and rub his black hair.

Hearing the sound, before he could turn his head, he felt the gentle touch from the top of the head down to the whole body, the sense of restraint disappeared instantly, and he was satisfied.

When he tilted his head to meet the curious eyes of the person beside him, Yan Ziheng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Although the two of them had been together for a long time, he still couldn't control the rhythm of his heartbeat that accelerated because of him at a certain moment, just like now, Xu Yihan obviously lost the deep and seriousness of the past, and became a little more easy-going and friendly, with soft eyes and a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Ziheng's cheeks were flushed with light blush again, but he was reluctant to move his eyes away, greedy for the contact of eyes.

"The river and the rolling mountains seen from here are really magnificent, more beautiful than the scenery seen from my home."

"Oh, is that so?" He stared fixedly at his slightly dizzy handsome face, his deep eyes flickered slightly, "Do you like it?"

Yan Ziheng nodded sincerely.

"Come often if you like."

Xu Yihan blurted out casually, while turning around to hide the glint in his eyes, his liking would make him feel better, maybe today's culinary skills can be super-performed.

Going around to the coffee table and putting down the fruit plate in his hand, his every move, every word and every action could not easily stir the throbbing of his heart.

The sudden sentence "Come here often if you like it" undoubtedly made Yan Ziheng's heart beat a few more beats. He couldn't hear the politeness and sincerity in the words, but it was a nice sentence anyway, so he hurriedly turned around and followed his figure. For a more definitive answer, "Really? Can I really come here more often?"

Xu Yihan didn't turn his head, and didn't answer his question immediately, as if he didn't hear it.He really heard the unconcealable urgency and longing in his tone, his heart fluctuated, and the smile in his eyes gradually deepened. He walked straight to the kitchen, and the ups and downs had calmed down just as he reached the door. In a state of mind, he turned around to block Yan Ziheng who was following behind him, lowered his head and stared into his clear eyes: "Do you want to?"

"Well, I think, of course I want to." He was straightforward and direct, without thinking, and kept nodding.

The deep eyes looking at Yan Ziheng are no longer like the waveless deep pool in the past.

"Row."

After throwing a simple affirmation, Xu Yihan stepped into the kitchen. After a while, there was the sound of rushing water in the kitchen again.

Yan Ziheng, who received an affirmative answer, was naturally overjoyed, and followed into the kitchen, "Can I help you with anything?"

Because he is extra happy, he is more enthusiastic. Even though he never does housework, and he doesn't know how to do it at all, it doesn't hinder his willingness to be busy with him.

His initiative to ask for a job was very sincere, looking at the ribs in his hands being washed by clear water, Xu Yihan's smile never faded, but he raised his eyebrows when he turned his head, looked at him and said: "I am very grateful for your kindness, But I'm afraid that once I indulge, the final outcome of this meal will be irretrievably unsatisfactory."

Yan Ziheng blushed with shame at his unabashed expression of his distrust. In fact, he really wanted to do something for him, even if it was just a little bit. Although he was not sure that he could do a good job, but He couldn't bear to think about his busyness alone, and felt guilty and ashamed.

Although there is the joy of being flattered, there are also worries about gains and losses.

She pursed her lips tightly, looked innocently at the faint smile on his face, felt aggrieved, and muttered softly, "I'm disgusted by you again."

Although Xu Yihan couldn't hear clearly, he roughly guessed what he was talking to himself, and his heart tensed for a moment. His sensitivity in front of him had completely replaced the conceit he had once had, and he felt sorry for his loss. Innocently, "Come here and wash your hands, go eat some fruit."

Yan Ziheng pouted lazily and washed his hands, obediently returned to the living room, picked up an apple inside and took a bite, still unwilling, but he was so anxious and afraid of being rejected by him.