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That night, the city entered the coldest night since the beginning of winter.The cold wind was blowing, and the windows made "boom" and "boom" noises.

After a quiet dinner, the two sat on the sofa in the living room seemingly in peace.Of course, this dinner is from Han Yi's "masterpiece".

The Golden Eight is playing on the TV, a brainless but notoriously popular frothy show.There are two cups of coffee, a latte, and a mocha on the tea table in front of the sofa.A cup of Han Yi's taste, a cup of youth's taste.

Time passed minute by minute following the brain-burning plot in the TV series.

Whoever is hugging confesses, whoever is behind his back sheds tears.

Bitter love, the end of the song.

Han Yi's mind is not on the TV, he is blatantly staring at the young man in a daze, he knows that the young man's mind is naturally not on those boring lines.

The first night of his reunion with the young man was as ordinary as life at home.If it wasn't for his clear perception, maybe he would think wildly, this is just a dream he has every night.

Some fluke joy, he is too lucky.

This person is here, really here.His eyes, his heart, and his whole body were trembling slightly, revealing the slight fear that he had calmed down.

"Ye Luoan, are you sleepy?"

When the music at the end of the TV series sounded, Han Yi asked as if he was used to it.

"Huh?" The young man's tone was startled.

Han Yi moved towards the young man and got closer, "Are you sleepy? It's almost ten o'clock."

The young man let out a "hmm", "I... I'm sleepy."

"Let's go to sleep, I'm sleepy too." Saying that, Han Yi stood up, bent over and picked up the young man, and carried him to the double bed in the bedroom.Immediately afterwards, he saw the young man turn around subconsciously, with his back on his back.

Han Yi was stunned. After standing for a few seconds, he went to the living room, turned off the TV and the lights in the living room, and then returned to the bedroom. The young man still turned his back to him.An indescribable feeling, an indescribable taste.

A little sore and uncomfortable.

The pajamas smelled of oily smoke from cooking, so Han Yi changed into a new pajamas.After washing, closing the window and dawdling for some time, he gently climbed onto the bed.

What belonged to him and the young man rested together openly after a long time.Being able to lie together and smell the comfortable scent of youth that he is most used to.

Excitement is certain, but his hand is in the way of the resolute back, and there is nowhere to put it for a while.Slightly approaching the young man's body, then retracted.After going back and forth several times, I finally made up my mind to hug him, but my hand didn't listen to me, and it stopped stiffly in mid-air, unable to move.

Obviously want to die, read to death.

He couldn't see the young man's expression. As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed, and he couldn't guess whether the young man hated him now or was just angry.His tyranny and his toughness may be the reasons why young people are avoiding him at this moment.He knows his personality is not for everyone.

All kinds of thoughts that popped into his head, lingering, each one is enough to make Han Yi sleepless in the middle of the night.His gaze fell on the young man motionlessly, and he listened carefully to the young man's steady breathing.

Perhaps, he should be content.

The moonlight has quietly covered the beach, and the sea is sparkling.Estimated the time, it may have been early in the morning.Han Yi was afraid that the young man's arms would become numb all the time, so he raised his hand cautiously, trying to straighten the man's sleeping position.

As soon as his hand touched it, he clearly felt the youth's body shake.The young man's back was tense, and the young man was just like him, so nervous and cramped that he went to bed for a long time without feeling sleepy.

The young man was actually restless.

Han Yi took a deep breath, his surprise was no less than other feelings.But after the surprise, his mood seemed to be more depressed than before.

Han Yi turned around and faced the ceiling, "Ye Luoan, go to bed earlier, don't worry, I said as long as you don't hide from me, I won't force you anymore. Go to sleep, it's too late."

He didn't know if the young man could put down his guard and fall asleep after he finished speaking, but Han Yi knew that he must have been sleepless all night.

The next day, Han Yi got up first when he heard the young man turning over.

According to the doctor's order, he searched out all the medicines that the young man must take every day.Then, he poured another glass of milk, warmed it up for a while, and put it on the bedside.

He went out of the bedroom, boiled a pot of hot water, waited for the hot water to boil, poured it into a white glass and cooled it down slowly.He was holding a glass of water that was already cold, and when he walked back to the bedroom, he saw the young man sitting up, holding the glass in both hands, drinking milk.

The beauty of the scene made Han Yi's eyes blush.He calmed down, approached step by step, and put the white water cup on the wooden cabinet beside the bed.

Sensing his arrival, the young man's face fluctuated.After drinking the milk, the young man put the water glass back, and his fingers touched another water glass and the medicine on the wooden cabinet.

The young man stretched out his hand knowingly, picked up the medicine box, opened it skillfully, and was about to put the medicine into his mouth, but Han Yi grabbed the young man's arm, his throat tightened, "I'll take these medicines later, take them first breakfast."

The young man didn't say a word, Han Yi only noticed that the life-sustaining medicine in the young man's hand was surprisingly obtrusive.

When Han Yi made breakfast while learning, the two of them finished eating, and it was already noon before they knew it.Han Yi pushed open the door of the villa and took a few glances outside. The sky above the sea was a vast expanse of green.

He walked up to the young man and said, "It's sunny outside and the wind isn't too strong. How about we go for a walk?"

After a few seconds, the young man shook his head, his expression hesitant to speak.

Han Yi immediately asked nervously, "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell?" As he spoke, he put his hand on the young man's forehead to feel the temperature of the young man's body.

The young man lowered his head a little, and said slowly: "I'm still a little sleepy, I want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, okay." Worried about the young man's physical condition, Han Yi naturally had no objection.

After covering the young man with the duvet and closing the window, Han Yi said, "Go to sleep, I'll stay here with you."

The young man clenched his hands under the quilt, and said "um" in a small voice. If Han Yi hadn't listened carefully, he wouldn't have heard a word that made his heart flutter.

Not long after, the young man really fell asleep.The delicate facial features on the face relax gently, like exquisite handicrafts in a library.

Resisting the urge to touch, Han Yi sat on the sofa in silence.He couldn't get enough of the young man's appearance, especially after he thought he would lose it forever.

This is his person, and only his person.

Seeing the young man sleeping soundly, Han Yi hadn't slept all night, watching and watching, he also slowly fell into a dream.

If being sleepy was the first time the young man used it to reject Han Yi's proposal that he wanted to go out for a walk, then after using it for several days, any normal person would know that the reason was too false.

Han Yi washed and put away the dishes in his hand, walked into the living room, and sat down next to the young man.He looked at the young man and said his guess, "Ye Luoan, do you still hate me in your heart?"

There was no question in his tone, and he sounded a little pitiful.

The young man wrinkled beautifully, as if telling himself or Han Yi, "No, no more."

Han Yi said, "Then why don't you want to go for a walk with me? Take a walk. You know your body, but you still need proper exercise."

The young man explained, "At home, I can also take a walk and move for a while."

Han Yi took the young man's hand, kissed the back of his hand, "That's different, there is a beach outside, there is sunshine, you should also bask in the sun properly."

The young man's face sank instantly, "I don't want to go out."

Being too determined, Han Yi sighed, "Sure enough, you still hate me."

The young man was speechless, and the two fell silent.After a while, the young man withdrew the hand held by Han Yi, and finally spoke, "Han Yi, I can't see."

The place that used to be the most familiar is now the strangest place.The sense of touch cannot replace the vision. Will the environment we have lived in for a long time in the past be different from before?

Youth cannot see.

Han Yi listened to the calm words, but his heart shrank suddenly, and he almost couldn't sit still and fell down.Things that have changed have changed.