The Continuation of Only You

"Ziheng, get up quickly, don't be lazy on the bed."

In a daze, Yan Ziheng seemed to hear a beautiful and familiar voice calling him softly in his ear, trying to wake him up from the dream. Hearing this voice, there was a little sweetness in his heart, It's very comfortable, and at the same time, I can feel the familiar and warm touch from the top of my hair, gently rubbing his soft hair.

This dream was really sweet, so sweet that he almost couldn't tell whether all these real and misty feelings were reality or a dream.

However, whether it is a dream or reality, his wish is still fulfilled, but he seems to get more in the dream than in reality, so he is still more obsessed with the dream and reluctant to wake up.

"Yan Ziheng, if you don't get up again, I will go out by myself."

The voice became more and more real, the body trembled suddenly, and the consciousness instantly woke up. After all, the reality is not as beautiful as the dream.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, there was still a trace of sleepiness in his body, he stretched his body wantonly, and a lazy waist stretched comfortably enough to wake him up completely.

Sitting up, he realized that there was an extra thin blanket on his body at some point, which had the smell he was most obsessed with.

Leaning on the sofa and looking out through the fully open floor-to-ceiling windows, the familiar figure on the balcony chair was no longer there.

His heart tightened suddenly, and he missed a beat. He looked around the room in panic, and the words he heard in a trance flashed in his mind, which frightened his heart.

Quickly turned over and got off the sofa.

"Yi-yi-han-brother?"

He couldn't help calling it out, but he didn't expect that this first address by name would bring a wave of panic in his heart and awkward awkwardness.

Inexplicably stuttered, completely out of control.

I was so surprised that the name he blurted out for the first time would give rise to such unpredictable tension and shyness. All the fear and impatience that I had just because I didn't see his figure were all submerged in the panic at this time. How could this sudden emotion come from? So embarrassing that I don't know why.

Xu Yihan, who had just changed clothes in the bedroom, was about to open the concealed door, but because of the sudden clear stuttering sound from outside the bedroom door, he stopped holding the doorknob.

A simple "Brother Yihan" was called so unnaturally by Yan Ziheng, it was hard to get along.

That is how much uncontrollable nervousness and shyness one must have in order to be unable to conceal the stammering of betraying one's inner emotions. Such an obvious physical reaction can only be a typical psychological reaction, and the psychological factors leading to this phenomenon are absolutely obvious.

It just means that Yan Ziheng's small thoughts seem to be becoming more and more obvious, so obvious that it is difficult for him to hide anymore.

The smile marks on the corners of the lips suddenly deepened, and the deep black eyes were full of infinite emotions rolled up from the bottom of my heart, which was no longer an emotion comparable to "happy".

"Did you call me just now?"

Xu Yihan restrained his emotions, opened the door smoothly, and as soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Yan Ziheng still standing there with a dazed expression, just dumbfounded by his incredible reactions just now, completely incomprehensible and inexplicable, his heart But still happy.

"kindness?"

Hearing Xu Yihan's voice, Yan Ziheng recovered from his emotions.When she turned her eyes to meet the calm face with a smile on her brows, her cheeks began to blush unbelievably, extending to the roots of her ears little by little.

"What did you call me just now?"

After finally hearing him call himself a timid "Brother Yihan", how could he easily miss the good opportunity to get closer to each other, some things must not be casual.

Xu Yihan's eyes were tightly locked on Yan Ziheng from a few steps away, and at the same time, his unconcealable smile also swept across his flustered heart like a spring breeze, capturing people's hearts and souls.

In a daze, Yan Ziheng stared intently, took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and was just able to force his composure.

"Yi-han-brother."

Deliberately slowing down the rhythm of every word, although he managed to cover up the embarrassing stuttering that he had for the first time, he still overestimated himself after all.I thought that the panic would gradually subside, but it still happened as expected, and the blush on my face spread again before it disappeared.

They took three big strides to get in front of him, so close that they could only hear each other's breathing at different frequencies.

The smile on the corners of Xu Yihan's lips was already so deep that it was hard to dissipate, and there was a sparkle in his deep eyes.

"That's not the name I want to hear the most." With deep eyes and an extraordinarily gentle voice, it seductively said, "From now on, whenever we are two, you can only call me Han-brother-brother."

"Uh--"

Yan Ziheng raised his eyes, not sure if his ears didn't hear clearly, he was shocked by the words just now.

"Huh? Do you have a better name?"

There was some unknown ambiguity in Xu Yihan's eyes, and he fixed his eyes on the handsome face in front of him that was red to the ears without blinking.

"Huh? I... no, no"

Yan Ziheng shook his head in a panic, he was just a little unconscious, the current situation made him a little confused, he was so frightened by the unreasonable temperament changes of the people in front of him that he lost his normal thinking ability, and he couldn't recall it at all, because This serious and indifferent person who always doesn't like to talk and laugh, why did he change his temper when he woke up.

"Since you don't have any other better suggestions, then use this one first. Come on, call me to listen."

The black eyes flashed affectionately for a moment, the meaning was clear, and they lowered their heads and stared.

Yan Ziheng pursed his lips, not daring to raise his eyes, his heart beat faster and faster, he was so ashamed and embarrassed that his breathing began to be short of breath, and now his mouth was a little dry.

"Han-bro-bro."

Obedient obedience is the most correct choice.Even a man like Yan Ziheng yelled very coquettishly, and the sweetness instantly softened Xu Yihan's body and heart.

Yan Ziheng pursed his lips in embarrassment, lowering his head even lower, he must be teasing him on purpose, must be teasing him.

A fairly clear awareness flashed in my heart. Although I couldn't figure out his true intentions, such behavior was also very weird.He couldn't help frowning slightly, his mouth still pouted, and he raised his eyes tentatively.

In this glance, what caught his eyes was not a teasing and narrow-minded smile, but his genuine seriousness.

It turned out that he wasn't joking with him, what he gave him was affirmation.

His heart trembled slightly, he liked his title, since he liked it, then he must be willing to grant himself a wish.

Xu Yihan listened to that timid "Brother Han", which was very useful, but how can he be satisfied with this one, "Call again."

The thumbs and index fingers of both hands were tightly intertwined, Yan Ziheng bit his lower lip, met the eyes full of doting and longing, and yelled again.

"Brother Han."

As soon as the voice fell, even though it was a little smoother than before, her cheeks turned redder instantly.

In fact, he also likes this title from the bottom of his heart. After all, the intimacy that belongs to Yan Ziheng alone now should be unique to him at present, although it is still unfamiliar for the time being.

"Um-"

Finally satisfied, even his simple response became melodious, and Xu Yihan's eyes were as tender as water, shining brightly.

Reach out and rub his black hair, this is already his favorite habit of the closest contact between two people.

"Hey, pack up quickly, I'll take you to the sword hall."

That soft call that contained affection lingered in Yan Ziheng's heart for a long time, making the quietness along the way full of sweetness, soaking into the delicious and intimate memories of the past half a day.