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Only this time, before Yan Liang had time to rest for a while, he was froze by a burst of cold water. He opened his eyes in a daze, and found that he seemed to be carried into the bathtub.And right next to him, the culprit, Qin Yuan, was holding the shower nozzle, a flash of guilt and embarrassment flashed across his handsome face, and he quickly restrained himself.

The young master cleared his throat: "...the gas is outside, I'll turn it on."

After finishing speaking, he threw the shower head on the ground and hurried out the door.Yan Liang was dazed for a while, until the water droplets on the tip of her hair rolled into her eyes, and then she suddenly regained her senses.

The bathroom has its own constant temperature system, but the soaked skin is still a little cool. He blinked hard, and after a while, he raised his head and looked at the temperature control switch.

The pointer above is in the blue area by default——Qin Yuan clearly forgot to adjust the water temperature, and now he stood outside the door for 5 minutes with lame excuses, and then walked back to the bathroom step by step.

Yan Liang always maintained his posture when he went out, like a puppet with no electricity, maybe he was too tired, even the usual business smile disappeared, the expressionless young man looked more indifferent than usual Many, even some strange ones.

Even though they were not familiar with each other, Qin Yuan's understanding of Yan Liang was only the few thin papers he had read half a year ago, but the contents on them seemed to be seared into his brain.He remembered Yan Liang's life experience, he remembered that he had a sick sister, and he remembered that there was a fire when he was a child... These are things that should not appear in the head of a playboy.He should forget his face, his name, everything, as he would any lover.

Clearly thinking this way, Qin Yuan squatted down with some contradictions. He picked up the shower head again, turned up the water temperature, and then lightly pressed the switch.

Warm water spouted out, washing away the sweat stains on Yan Liang's body. The latter subconsciously relaxed his body. He leaned halfway on the edge of the bath, his chest rose and fell a few times, and said thank you.

The voice was hoarse to the extreme, mixed with the sound of running water, and was quickly drowned out.

This was the first time that Qin Yuan did not leave immediately after the incident, but cleaned up for him unskillfully.The young master didn't know how to serve people at all, he was in a hurry after a set of operations, his crumpled shirt was soaked in water, and it was wetly attached to his beautiful muscles, dangling in front of Yan Liang's eyes.

When everything was finally over, Yan Liang was about to fall asleep... To be precise, he accidentally fell asleep many times on the way, and he was woken up by the other party's non-serious movements. It is clear whether to "enjoy" or "serve a sentence".

In short, when the soft bed was attached to the back, both Qin Yuan and Yan Liang heaved a sigh of relief. With the curtains drawn, covering the faint morning light outside the window, Yan Liang used his last bit of consciousness to confirm that there were no arrangements for today. After work, I fell asleep in peace.

When I woke up, the curtains were still drawn, and it was impossible to distinguish between day and night in the room. Only a tiny beam of light penetrated from below, indicating that it was still daytime.

Yan Liang lay under the blanket, feeling the aches and pains all over her body, until she gradually got used to it, then raised her arm with great difficulty and stretched out a hand.

He fumbled for the switch at the bedside and turned on the overhead light. Qin Yuan, who was lying on the sofa, was frightened by the sudden light, and opened his eyes suddenly.

"Grass..." The young master cursed in a daze. The man who was suddenly awakened was pale, and his eyes were still gloomy, so that he looked a little fierce. It took him a while to focus slowly.

"...I didn't know you were here." Yan Liang blinked his eyes. After the rest, he seemed to have returned to his previous state, and even had the strength to smile at the other party: "Good morning, Young Master Qin."

"It's the first time I've seen you the next day."

His voice was still hoarse, but for some reason he started talking more, and Qin Yuan's temples could be heard throbbing.He rubbed the forehead with bulging veins, and after suppressing the rising migraine, he had the strength to reprimand: "Shut up."

Yan Liang answered irrelevantly: "I want to drink water."

Maybe it was the man's inexplicable attitude yesterday that made him emboldened, and Qin Yuan didn't know if he hadn't woken up, so he got up and poured him a glass, and knocked it on the bedside table impatiently, spilling most of it.

Yan Liang drank water and moistened his throat. Just when he was about to speak, he heard Qin Yuan warn him in a cold tone: "You should decide what to say or not, otherwise I..."

"Will you block me?" Yan Liang asked curiously: "Or use my sister to threaten me?"

"..." Qin Yuan was silent for a long time: "If you want me to do that."

"That's really your usual style." Yan Liang sighed: "Don't worry, I still understand the reason why curiosity killed the cat."

Qin Yuan let out a "hum" from his nose, he looked at Yan Liang, but quickly moved away when his eyes touched the tear mole, and said in a hoarse voice, "You can live in another place."

"Ok?"

"...The address and the key, I'll ask Xu Lan to give it to you later," the man said as he slowly walked towards the door: "Go back and pack your luggage yourself. A car will pick you up at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Also," Qin Yuan turned his head sideways, "Stop shooting action scenes."

"what?"

"There are so many scars, it's unappetizing to see."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door with a flick of his hand, leaving Yan Liang, who was still a little bewildered, sitting on the bed alone.

It took him a while to get up and get off the ground, and went into the bathroom to take another shower... In the huge floor-to-ceiling mirror, the young man had bruises of various sizes, but most of them were brought about by the absurdity last night.Yan Liang rubbed her bruised knee, searched all over her body for a long time, and finally found a scratch half a finger long on her waist and abdomen.It was scratched by gravel during filming. After the wound healed for a long time, new tender flesh had already grown, and it had faded to the point where it was almost invisible.

Now he didn't know what to say, he dried his body dumbfounded, put on a bathrobe and came out.

The waiter delivered the change of clothes and meals on time, and by the time Yan Liang left here, it was already 04:30 in the afternoon.

It wasn't until he got in the taxi that he remembered that there was an order to move... Qin Yuan's words were always self-centered, and he didn't care whether Yan Liangle liked it or not.Of course, there is no way to resist. Fortunately, apart from the delicious and cheap wonton shop downstairs, there seems to be nothing to miss.

So he went home, rested for a while, and started packing up.The workload and salary in the past six months are much better than before, and there are more sundries in the rental house, making it even more crowded.Yan Liang packed up a few newer clothes, packed the old clothes and prepared to take them to the donation place downstairs to give to the mountain area. Those old furniture must not be taken away, so they should be left to the landlord.

After working back and forth for two hours, only the photo frame with the photo embedded was left on the desk. Yan Liang sat in front of the desk, took a group photo of the three of them and looked at it for a while, then suddenly took out his mobile phone and broadcasted a number.

"Hello, is that Uncle Ning? It's me..."

After Ning Xi left, Ning Chenfeng was too sad and chose to retire early. Yan Liang knew that their family had moved abroad to settle down for the elderly, so he only exchanged a few pleasantries before getting straight to the point.

"Can you help me find Ning Xi's file?"

Back then Ning Xi died in a car accident. His head was run over by the wheels of the car, and his brains were scattered all over the floor. It can be said that his face was completely changed.Dean Ning collapsed at that time, and Yan Liang's first reaction was to cover his sister's eyes, and carried the little girl who was out of breath from crying, away from the scene.

He acted very calm - even too calm, for a moment even Yan Liang doubted whether that boy really had extraordinary meaning to him, but now it seems that this is more like an inexplicable intuition.His intuition told himself that that miserable, inhuman corpse was not his little sun.

But later, when the body was turned into a handful of ashes, put in a box, and he buried the first handful of loess with his own hands, Yan Liang could feel sadness again.He looked at Ning Xi's gray head on the tombstone, and at the wreaths around him—the death of an orphan, except for the momentary social news, could not cause any splashes. This is reality.

So that in the following many years, he sometimes felt that Ning Xi was still alive, living in an unknown corner of the world; Spent ten years of his life in prison.

These two contradictory emotions were intertwined, repeatedly whipping his heart that was not hot in the first place, Yan Liang was afraid that he would burn out the last spark left by the other party, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

Ning Xi's death was also the saddest experience for Ning Chenfeng, so he agreed to Yan Liang's request without hesitation.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Liang glanced at the group photo again, and finally reached out to take it out of the frame, put it in a certain book, and threw it into the suitcase.

At nine o'clock the next day, the moving car stopped downstairs at Yan Liang's house on time. Xu Li opened the door from the passenger seat and threw a bunch of keys to him.

"Get in the car." The capable woman pushed the sunglasses that were half the size of her face: "I'll show you where you live."

The author has something to say: This chapter is full of sugar (whisper)