after scraping a customer's car

"Song Yan..." Shen Ci called him.

Song Yan didn't speak, but walked quickly with a limp.

"Song Yan!" Shen Ci quickly stepped forward to block him.

Song Yan looked at Shen Ci, his face softened a little, and said, "Xiao Ci, I'm really tired and want to go back."

Shen Ci said, "Don't pay attention to what they say."

Song Yan avoided his gaze and asked softly, "What if I care?"

Shen Ci's heart skipped a beat.

After Song Yan finished speaking, he looked at Shen Ci again. The two looked at each other. His eyes were firm and affectionate. There was a very shallow smile on the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand and pressed Shen Ci's head, "Go back and accompany them, I will Go back first."

"Hey, Song Yan," Shen Ci said with deep eyes, and suddenly pursed his lips tightly. After a brief silence, he said, "You take a taxi?"

Song Yan was slightly disappointed in his heart, and nodded without showing it on his face. He looked at him, his eyes were deep and soft, and there was a little frustration that was not easy to catch.

Shen Ci avoided his gaze, and his eyes fell on Song Yan's white shirt collar, and then on Song Yan's broad chest. He wanted to hug him, but in the end he couldn't. He said: "Then you should be careful on the road, Call me back when you get home."

Song Yan said "um", looked at Shen Ci, and there were many words in his throat, such as don't play too late, don't drink or something, but there was only one sentence on his lips, "I'm leaving."

Shen Ci nodded.

Song Yan turned around and limped slowly away.

Shen Ci's gaze waited until Song Yan was no longer in sight before retracting. He stood there thinking for a moment, clenched his fists, turned around and entered the banquet hall, and went straight to the lounge.

Everyone was still crazy in the lounge, Shen Ci walked in, everyone was still joking, because they were all close friends who had been playing for a long time, so they didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Shen Ci was coming, Xie Yifan pulled him to comment, pointed at Zhou Wei and said, "This kid's brain has been kicked by something. He fell in love with a divorced woman. Do you think I should blame him?"

Shen Ci choked him directly, "Is it related to you?"

Xie Yifan and everyone else were taken aback by his cold tone and expression, Shen Ci looked at him coldly, and continued: "What kind of person does he like, do we need to make irresponsible remarks?"

Xie Yifan frowned slightly, which made him a little unhappy when he said this, "I said Zhou Wei, he wasn't angry at all, why are you angry, Shen Ci? Besides, it's okay to say a few words between brothers?"

"No!" Shen Ci yelled suddenly, "If you are really a brother, you should say blessings, not cynicism!"

Xie Yifan and the others were obviously stunned by his voice, and they were stunned for a while, Xie Yifan lowered his voice innocently and terrified, "Why, this is, okay, okay, my fault, my fault, it's all my fault No mistake, don't worry."

"Wrong?" Shen Ci sneered, "What's wrong with you? You are people of status and status. How can you look up to a cripple who works as a kitchen? You feel ashamed when he sits with you. ..."

As Shen Ci spoke, he glanced around all the people present, his eyes were so distant and cold, like a warning, "If you disrespect Song Yan in the future, don't blame me for not treating you as brothers."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving the others looking at each other, you look at me and I look at yours.

"Brother Xiaoci, is this for real?" Yang Luo asked in a daze.

Yang Fan said, "Maybe."

"I've told you before, be careful with what you say, don't be so unqualified!" Xu Anming said angrily, "They are all highly educated people, why do you see others like digging your ancestor's grave, and they all talk bad!"

Liang Hongda asked Nie Huai'an, "What's going on?"

Nie Huai'an took a puff of cigarette, exhaled slowly, his brows were furrowed in the light blue smoke, the unwillingness in his heart was about to explode, so he didn't make a sound.

Liang Hongda couldn't figure out the situation, so he looked at Peng Yaohui, who slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "This is a bit interesting."

Liang Hongda didn't understand, so he frowned, "What's going on? I've been busy with business recently, so please tell me some science."

Gao Yikai put out the cigarette in his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "You, just watch it slowly, don't you understand this scene?" He touched his chin and said, "An Ming is right, We are all highly educated, what are you doing, this is, working together to deal with the target of Xiaoci, it is indeed a loss."

Liang Hongda was still confused, "Xiaoci likes men, and that man is his partner..." He asked Nie Huai'an, "Why don't you talk?"

Nie Huai'an smiled coldly, with a bottomless coldness in his eyes.

Getting in the car, Shen Ci called Song Yan while starting the car, but no one answered.

If you don't answer, call again, or if you don't answer, keep calling.

I don't know how many times I called, Song Yan finally answered the phone, and Shen Ci asked, "Where are you?"

His voice trembled slightly, sounding like he was about to cry.

When Song Yan heard this, he immediately panicked and asked, "Xiaoci, are you crying?"

"I asked where the hell are you?" Shen Ci was anxious, then took a deep breath, and softened his voice, "Where are you? I want to see you, and I want to see you now."

Song Yan gave an address, Shen Ci frowned, "Are you punching?"

Song Yan said: "I'm sorry Xiaoci, my hands are itchy."

Shen Ci smiled suddenly, "Wait for me." After he finished speaking, he hung up, threw the phone into the passenger seat, and drove to a certain boxing club.

When he got there, he was wearing a simple T-shirt and big pants. He was very simple, but handsome and charming. He was wearing boxing gloves. It seemed that he had just finished a match. He was covered in sweat. Seeing that Shen Ci was coming, he hurried forward He limped to meet him.

"Xiao Ci." Song Yan raised his wrist to wipe his sweat, "I'm sorry for making you worry."

"Don't talk about these useless things," Shen Ci looked at him, then glanced at the boxing club, "How many things did you not tell me?"

Song Yan took off a glove and said with a smile: "This boxing is a must for the troops. I didn't lie to you, really."

Shen Ci narrowed his eyes, like a beautiful fox with danger.

Song Yan hurriedly said again: "Xiaoci, boxing belongs to the type of fighting skills, you should know this."

Shen Ci pretended to grit his teeth, "But I didn't know you would come to the club to fight."

"It's been a long time since I came here. I used to be a teaching assistant here when I was just demobilized." Song Yan said honestly.

Shen Ci's eyes narrowed even more, he felt that Song Yan must have a lot of things that he didn't tell him.

Can't help but sigh and say: "Song Yan, Song Yan, how many surprises do you want to give me?"

Song Yan was embarrassed by what was said, and grinned, looking like the silly son of the landlord's family.

Seeing his smile, Shen Ci's mood improved for the most part. He was about to open his mouth to say something when he was interrupted by a man walking over.

The man greeted Song Yan with a smile, "Mr. Song, I haven't been here for a long time."

"Yes," Song Yan smiled slightly, "If you're free today, come and play."

The man looked at Shen Ci with a smile, and said casually, "Who is this?"

"He's me..." Song Yan glanced at Shen Ci, he really wanted to go all out and tell the whole world that Shen Ci belonged to him.

Shen Ci rolled his eyes and answered, "Hi, I'm his best and closest male friend."

The man smiled, "Hello, hello, this is really a group of people. Teacher Song is so handsome, and so are my friends." He changed the subject, "Then I won't bother you."

Song Yan watched the man go away, turned his gaze, and Shen Ci was looking at him with arms folded.

Song Yan grinned again.

"Song Yan!" Shen Ci called him, his tone like an instructor.

"Here!" Song Yan straightened his back.

Shen Ci laughed out loud, stretched out his fist and lightly beat Song Yan's chest, and said, "How about comparing two with me?"

Song Yan let out an "ah" and immediately shook his head to refuse.

Shen Ci stared.

Song Yan made a bitter face, "Xiaoci..."

Shen Ci hummed, "You look down on me?"

"No," Song Yan lowered his voice, "I will never do anything to someone I like."

Shen Ci said: "What are men afraid of? Maybe I can beat you better."

Song Yan shook his head, but still refused, "Don't take action against my people."

Shen Ci hummed again, ignored him, and walked directly to the locker room.

Song Yan had no choice but to chase after him.

While unbuttoning his shirt, Shen Ci asked, "Which is your closet? Do you have any extra clothes? If not, I'll be naked."

"..." Song Yan hurriedly asked someone to borrow the sports shorts and T-shirt, and dragged Shen Ci to a small dressing room, acting as if no one could spy on my wife.

A smile appeared on the corner of Shen Ci's mouth, he changed his clothes and asked Song Yan to leave the dressing room together.

"Song Yan, I just have one request, don't show mercy to me." He said as he walked.

Song Yan frowned, feeling very embarrassed, "Xiaoci, this is no joke."

Shen Ci stood still, said "heh", and looked at him, "It's not a competition, why, do you still want to fight hard with me?"

Song Yan put gloves on for him, frowned even deeper, and said, "I'm afraid I might accidentally hurt you."

Shen Ci let out another "huh" and said, "It doesn't matter who hurts whom."

Song Yan had no choice but to go to the ring with Shen Ci, but he must not be willing to use his strength, the punch was very light, not to mention Shen Ci, but everyone else could see that he was throwing water.

Shen Ci frowned, "Be serious!"

Song Yan lowered his fist, with an innocent face, "Xiao Ci..."

Shen Ci said: "I didn't let you go because of your bad legs." After a pause, he added: "Is it a man? If so, come and have a real fight with me."

Song Yan refused.

Shen Ci was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked Song Yan in the stomach.

Song Yan, "..."

"Can't you punch?" Shen Ci looked at him, and there was something in his eyes that needed to be vented.

Song Yan's sharp eyebrows moved slightly, and then he punched Shen Ci.

Song Yan reserved a lot of strength, he was not willing to hurt Shen Ci, but since Shen Ci wanted to fight, he was willing to fight with him.

But he also knew that he couldn't fool him, and he had to ensure that he could win, but he couldn't embarrass Shen Ci by losing, so this fist fight made Song Yan feel more tired than ever.

After it was over, Shen Ci lay there gasping for breath, while Song Yan half-kneeled there gasping for breath, looking at Shen Ci on the ground.

Shen Ci also looked at him again, then giggled, those beautiful eyes were full of smiles.

Song Yan followed him with a smile and asked, "Did it hurt you?"

Shen Ci shook his head and said, "Cool!"

Song Yan took off his boxing gloves to wipe Shen Ci's sweat, and whispered, "Then let's go home."

Shen Ci's slender eyebrows frowned, "But I want to do it again."

Song Yan, "..."

When they drove home, Shen Ci was so exhausted that he leaned on the passenger seat, looking at Song Yan with a foolish smile.

Song Yan was driving the car, occasionally glanced at him, and was ashamed to meet Shen Ci's gaze, "Xiao Ci, why are you staring at me all the time?"

"You look handsome." Shen Ci said.

"..."

"My Shen Ci's vision will never be wrong this time," Shen Ci said, looking ahead, and added another word, "Right."

Song Yan drove the car steadily, and said affirmatively: "Xiaoci, I'm not just kidding, I'm serious, and I won't let you down."

"I know you don't have the guts to lie to me." Shen Ci narrowed his eyes as he spoke, showing a bit of sternness, "What Shen Ci dislikes the most is that the person I like lies to me."

Song Yan didn't speak, he thought, prove it with actions.

When I got home, I took a simple shower, and Shen Ci said, "I'm hungry."

Song Yan's eyes fell on the bunch of withered yellow roses, then turned to look at Shen Ci and asked, "What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"I want to eat you." Shen Ci laughed without thinking.

Song Yan was stunned, knowing that this was a joke, but he still couldn't help his heart beating faster, and the tips of his ears turned red.

Song Yan looked at the time. At 22:31, he thought about it and said, "I'll make something light and easy to digest. It's so late, it's not good for your stomach to eat too much."

Shen Ci smiled lightly and nodded, "Okay, I like to eat whatever you do."

Song Yan entered the kitchen, followed by Shen Ci.

Song Yan concentrated on cooking, while Shen Ci leaned against the kitchen door frame and quietly watched him busy.

Song Yan couldn't help looking back at him, and said with a smile: "Why are you standing there, the kitchen smells of oily smoke, go out and wait, it will be ready soon."

Shen Ci didn't speak, but walked over, gently hugged Song Yan's waist from behind, put his face on his back, and called softly, "Song Yan."

"Huh?" Song Yan lifted the lid of the rice cooker to look at the peanut porridge, and stirred it with a spoon.

"What I said was not a joke." Shen Ci said.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and stopped stirring the porridge.

Shen Ci said in a low voice: "Other people are other people, I am me, and I am definitely not dating you because I want to annoy Nie Huai'an or to fill the emptiness of a broken relationship, but because I like people, and I like them more and more."

What Shen Ci said was the truth, maybe in the eyes of other people or Nie Huai'an, he and Song Yan came together because they got out of a broken relationship or anger.

That's not the case, Song Yan gave him a sense of belonging.

It was like a foot hanging in the air, one day it suddenly fell to the ground, and it stopped firmly.No more vain, no longer restless all day long.

I have been with Nie Huai'an for so long, that person has said too many nasty words, and has given too many gifts, large and small. Perhaps in the eyes of that person, a word of love and a gift can get rid of him.

But what he clearly wants is to cook a meal together, have a conversation, talk about the present, imagine the future, or just hug without doing anything, feeling each other's temperature and taste.

Nie Huai'an didn't give him all of this. When he was in high school, Nie Huai'an was studying abroad. He tried his best to find Nie Huai'an abroad, but that person started working in the company at home again. Every time he met, he was sneaky and cautious.

Shen Ci never complained, he thought, maybe, he and Nie Huai'an were just a love affair after meeting the wrong person at the wrong time.

Song Yan's heart was full of happiness, he put down the spoon, turned around, and hugged Shen Ci tightly.

"Xiaoci..." he murmured, his voice trembling.

Shen Ci rubbed his head against Song Yan's chin and said, "I want you."

Song Yan hugged his arms a little tighter, swallowed his saliva, and tried to calm down, "Eat first."

Shen Ci lay on his neck and shoulders and smiled lowly, like a lazy kitten, "Okay."

Shen Ci took the red wine, "Drink some wine to strengthen your courage."

Song Yan didn't care about his teasing, his heart was pounding after eating this meal, and he didn't feel so excited after drinking a few glasses of wine.

There was a good-looking smile on the corners of Shen Ci's eyes and eyebrows. When Song Yan was drinking porridge, he even reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, "It's porridge."

Song Yan's heart was about to jump in his throat, and he didn't dare to look at Shen Ci after a meal.

When Song Yan went to wash the dishes, Shen Ci, who was a little drunk, leaned on the refrigerator with his arms folded, narrowing his eyes slightly and looking at him, "When are you going to wash the dishes? It's almost twelve o'clock." He also had a belch at the end.

Song Yan, "..."

Coming out of the kitchen, Song Yan looked at Shen Ci walking a little wobbly, he seemed quite drunk, he supported him, "Xiao Ci, go to sleep, you are drunk."

Shen Ci shook his head.

Song Yan spoiled and said: "Be obedient, be good."

He picked up Shen Ci and went to the bedroom, took off his shoes, and wanted to undress him, but Shen Ci grabbed his collar, "There are lubricants and condoms in the bedside table, I'm ready too, I'm just missing you .”

Song Yan, "..."

After Shen Ci finished speaking, he leaned softly into Song Yan's arms, with his face pressed against Song Yan's chest.

Song Yan hugged him, stroked his arm lightly, and said, "Xiaoci, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk," Shen Ci closed his eyes, "this little wine won't make me drunk." He opened his eyes, looked up at Song Yan, and asked, "Do you not know what to do?"

Song Yan's eyes showed panic, he looked back at Shen Ci, pursed his lips for a while, and said, "I'm afraid of hurting you."

His eyes are full of seriousness and love, and Shen Ci's heart trembles when he looks at it.

Song Yan stroked Shen Ci's hair with his hands, and said softly: "Don't be self-willed, go to sleep."

"Who is capricious?" Shen Ci was speechless, his eyebrows frowned, "Don't use such a tone, I'm not a child, if you're afraid of that little pain, you'd underestimate me."

Song Yan smiled and said nothing, "Take off your clothes and go to sleep, I'll get you a glass of honey water."

Shen Ci snorted coldly, and hit Song Yan's chest with his head.

Song Yan doted on him, sitting there hugging the wayward Shen Ci, looking at him with lowered eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth raised involuntarily.

He couldn't help looking at him without smiling.

In Song Yan's heart, meeting Shen Ci in this life is probably the happiest thing for him.

Shen Ci was hysterical in his arms, like a child, shaking his head for a while, then lying in Song Yan's arms and giggling muffledly.

Song Yan couldn't stop smiling at him, and asked, "Do you want to drink water?"

Shen Ci's eyes wandered slowly on Song Yan's face, "Song Yan, something is wrong, are you a tough guy who has been a soldier?"

Song Yan lazily rubbed his hair, looking at him like a baby, "This has nothing to do with that, stop making trouble."

Shen Ci ignored it and continued to babble to himself.

Listening to his thoughts, Song Yan felt that he was in a good mood. He stroked Shen Ci's back and massaged him.

Shen Ci suddenly grabbed Song Yan's collar, and asked with a smile: "Could you be 0 too?"

Song Yan looked at him helplessly, a little embarrassed, and said: "Xiaoci, don't make trouble, be good, let go."

He pulled Shen Ci's hand away, and Shen Ci didn't let go, moved closer, pressed against his ear, blew, and said, "Then let me see how powerful you are."

"..." Song Yan really couldn't stand the active Shen Ci, and looked extremely embarrassed. He looked at Shen Ci, and Shen Ci's eyes were blurred when he was drinking, and the hot air sprayed had a very faint smell of alcohol. Fallen, not even a little chance to struggle.

He hugged Shen Ci tightly, sniffed his body and hair obsessively, and asked softly: "Xiao Ci, isn't it drunk?"

Shen Ci was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, smiled with his eyes bent, and whispered on the side of his neck, "Song Yan..." His slender fingers slowly inserted into Song Yan's shirt, which is infinite.] sound invitation.