XNUM X night

[Linkage] Gu male god?

The conversation between them was too delicate, Sang Yintian suddenly cleared his throat and withdrew his hand.He watched Ye Siran lower his head and kept blinking his eyes, and Sang Yintian couldn't help pulling off his sleeve.

The frequency of Ye Siran's blinking was too abnormal, and he used the back of his hand to press it twice from time to time.

It seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Is your eyes uncomfortable?" Sang Yintian is very good at observing words and expressions, and can always insert words casually in the atmosphere where the two are gradually awkward. The expression on his face is not a smile, and his voice is slightly raised, "It's because I cried too much just now." It’s been a long time, is that why your eyes hurt?”

Ye Siran scratched her hair, and re-tied the belt of the sweater hanging on her shoulders, "It doesn't hurt...it just feels a little dry."

"I guess you don't have eye drops at home, do you?"

"Well...it's okay, I'll close my eyes more, and it will be fine in a while."

Where did he learn this solution? It couldn't be taught by Ye Wanlu.Sang Yintian couldn't help taking a breath, and the scene was automatically imagined in his mind.

Seeing that Sang Yintian didn't speak any more, Ye Siran's voice weakened again, "Actually, I seldom cry... Today, it's really an accident."

It was quite unexpected.Maybe Ye Siran himself didn't expect that all the things in this room would leave him with such a bloody and incurable scar.He stared at Sang Yintian's eyes apologetically, his eyes moved down slowly, and finally settled on the shoulder that he had just bitten a few times.

His shoulders were covered by his clothes, and Ye Siran couldn't see his skin.But according to his strength when he just went crazy, Sang Yintian's shoulder may have been bitten.

Thinking of this, Ye Siran wanted Sang Yintian to slap him again like just now.

With a click, the lights in the corridor on the second floor suddenly turned on, and even the night lights in the yard flickered a few times, emitting a different warm light.Sang Yintian hadn't gotten used to the sudden strong light, so he had to turn his head and look out the window.

"That..." Ye Sizan stood there and hesitated for a few seconds, not knowing what to say.Sang Yintian hates being touched by others the most, let alone his near-death behavior just now.Ye Sizan carelessly rubbed the broken hair on the back of her head, her ears started to turn red, "That incident just now...can I pretend...it didn't happen..."

"What matter?" Sang Yintian turned his head and glanced at Ye Siran's hand.His index finger kept digging at the side of the phone's tempered glass, and within a few seconds, many small bubbles appeared on the entire phone screen.Sang Yintian, who has some obsessive-compulsive disorder, couldn't stand it any longer. He raised his eyes and stared at Ye Siran's eyes again, and pointed to his shoulder that was just bitten by a mad dog. "You mean this?"

"Um……"

"It just so happened that the circuit has been repaired." Sang Yintian unbuttoned his collar, tugged his sleeves twice, and exposed his entire shoulders.

On the white and smooth shoulders, there was a row of tooth marks of different shades.Part of the skin has been bitten and is now red.

Against the backdrop of this row of teeth marks, Sang Yintian's collarbone is even more sexy.It was as if not long ago, he had just gone through a tender experience.

"Ye Siran, is it because I call you puppy so much that you really think you are a dog." Sang Yintian looked at his shoulder and couldn't help biting his teeth, "No, dogs are not as good at biting as you are." Human."

"Uh..." Ye Sizan's entire face turned red in an instant.He took two steps forward, carefully pinched Sang Yintian's neckline, and finished dressing him.Ye Siran was a little distressed, and blamed herself, "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

"Next time...it's better not to have a next time." Sang Yintian gently rubbed his slightly chapped lips with his fingertips, and then licked them twice, "If I do it again, maybe I will really run, run It's so far away that you can't find it. Then you can only hide and cry by yourself."

It was obviously a pity and doting tone, but the expression on Ye Siran's face became even more aggrieved.

"Uh..." Ye Sizan shook his head, then quickly lowered his head again, "Really, there won't be a next time..."

"Stupid." Sang Yintian finally laughed out loud.

In the past few years, Sang Yintian's personal feelings have indeed been somewhat confused, and he often can't tell whether he likes a stranger from the bottom of his heart, or just a novelty on a whim.Sang Yintian couldn't tell the difference, so he never made promises to anyone.

Others appreciated his looks and talent, and tried every means to make friends with him, but as for him, he was only a little attracted by his beautiful skin.Even if he is lucky occasionally and has a short communication with them, in Sang Yintian's eyes, it is just a play on the occasion.

It's just that some people's purpose is to get on the bed, and Sang Yintian just withdraws at the right time.Clean and elegant like a poet who does not touch the world.No matter how beautiful things he encountered, at most he only left a word of praise, and then disappeared without a trace.Even if he met Ye Siran at the beach for the first time, he just fell in love with that bloody face.

But now, Ye Siran is still the same as before, but he himself is in a mess, unable to tell what this feeling belongs to.

Sang Yintian rubbed his right cheek, which was a little cold from the night wind, and sighed helplessly.

The authorities are really fascinated, and so are the bystanders.Since you can't tell why, let it be.And it's actually pretty good for them to accompany each other like this now.At least for Sang Yintian, he is not as boring as before.

"The circuit has been repaired and the story is finished. It's almost time for me to go home." Sang Yintian picked up his coat from the ground, looked at the gray-black chest with a disgusted face, and shook his head , took out the car keys from his trouser pocket, played with his fingertips casually, and prepared to go downstairs.

Ye Siran froze for a moment, re-locked the small room, and immediately followed Sang Yintian downstairs.

"You..." Ye Sizan stood at the gate, "Are you really going to leave? It's already very late...how about staying—"

Why don't you stay.

Ye Siran's heart was knocked hard, like the first bell of an ancient city early in the morning, clear and loud.

What is he talking about... After today's incident, how could Sang Yintian be willing to stay at his house again.Maybe not in the future.

"Not today."

Sure enough... Ye Siran's eyes suddenly darkened.

Sang Yintian didn't know what Ye Siran was thinking, but he didn't try to guess.If Ye Siran's mind could be guessed so easily, Sang Yintian felt that he didn't need to draw at all, and it wouldn't be a problem to find any hospital as a counselor.

He didn't look back, opened the car door and sat in, rolled down the window and threw the coat in his hand on the passenger driver indiscriminately, "The deadline for MilkyWay magazine is still half a month away, and the picture of "City in Decay" is not finished yet." , I don’t know what time I have to stay up today. "

Sang Yintian stretched his legs, fastened his seat belt, and waved to Ye Siran. "Go back, it's cold outside."

It's pretty cold, especially when the wind blows.Ye Siran felt that there were countless small silver needles pricking his body, which was painful and itchy.

"Then, that's fine." Ye Siran would never delay Sang Yintian's work, he bit his lower lip lightly, took out a coat from the closet next to him, and threw it directly into the car. "Your coat is dirty, why don't you... wear mine."

"Uh..." Sang Yintian stared straight at Ye Siran's face.He thought to himself that after holding him and chewing on him for a while, he was finally enlightened and knew how to love others.Although I didn't dare to bring up topics such as rubbing some medicine on his shoulders to reduce swelling with him, I still care about whether he wears less clothes and whether he might catch a cold.

"I bought this dress and haven't worn it a few times. It's still new. If you mind, I... I'll go to the mall tomorrow to buy the exact same one and send it to your studio."

"Uh..." OK, when I didn't say it just now.

Sang Yintian didn't want to talk to him anymore, started the car, he waved to Ye Siran, and finally walked away.

It was a rough night.While driving, Sang Yintian called up an English song that sounded a little cheerful and shocking on his mobile phone.

[Car Bluetooth has been connected, now it will play music for you - "SayItRight"]

Sang Yintian raised his hand and gently stroked his bangs, and finally put the back of his right hand on his forehead.

"I can't say that I'm not lost at fault..."

[I cannot claim that I have no doubts, no overwhelm]

"I can't say that Idon't love the light and the dark..."

[Can't claim that I don't love light and darkness]

"You don't mean nothing at alltme..."

【You mean nothing to me】

"Damn..." Listening to the lyrics, Sang Yintian couldn't help pinching the steering wheel. "Isn't this lyrics tailor-made for that kid Ye Siran? They're all equally ruthless."

Sang Yintian pressed the pause button of the music player again, and soon, the car returned to dead silence.He used to like this kind of loneliness, but now somehow, Sang Yintian felt a little depressed.He couldn't help tilting his head and gave a "tsk" sound, and stuffed the Bluetooth headset into his ear.

Finally, he found Xiaohan's mobile phone number in the phone call log, and then dialed it.

Sang Yintian glanced at the current time, and felt that his phone call was indeed a bit disturbing.But according to Xiaohan's temperament of staying up all night chasing dramas, it shouldn't be counted.

The buzzer beeped three times, and Xiaohan's voice came out from the phone's microphone.

"Hello?" Xiaohan didn't seem to expect that Sang Yintian would take the initiative to call over outside of working hours, and even his tone was raised, "Brother Yintian?"

Sang Yintian could hear the echo on the other end of the phone, mixed with the sound of water from the shower head.Through the phone screen, Sang Yintian could feel the white mist gradually rising from the ground, filling the entire bathroom.

"Are you... taking a bath?" Sang Yintian couldn't help coughing twice to ease his embarrassment at the moment.

"That's right." Xiaohan turned on the phone and played it, bent over to wash off some of the foam left on her hair, "I was taking a shower and listening to music, and your call came, what's wrong, brother Yintian , what's the hurry?"

It's not necessary to describe it in such detail... Sang Yintian subconsciously lowered the speed of the car.

"It's okay, and it's not urgent." Sang Yintian smiled awkwardly. He couldn't say that because the way home was too boring, and the car music didn't match his mood today, that's why he thought of calling her. I made a phone call to relieve my boredom.Sang Yintian took a deep breath, ready to hang up the phone at any time, "You wash first, and we can talk after you finish washing. Hang up first——"

"Hey, brother, don't hang up. I'm almost done washing." Xiaohan's voice suddenly became clearer, and Sang Yintian guessed that she had turned off the speaker, "No, why are you calling me so late? On the phone, where is Ye Siran? Didn’t he say he’s taking you home? How come you’re still on the way…”

"Uh..." Sang Yintian would not repeat what he experienced at Ye Siran's house.I won't even kill him. "Well, what, I passed a park and sat for a while."

"On the way to your house, will you pass the park?? Why didn't I know?"

"Uh..." It's all about what, I really know how to focus.

"Forget it, maybe I just cared about driving and didn't look anywhere else. But what's the matter with you calling me?"

"It's okay, just chat a few words." Sang Yintian's tone was lazy, and his voice was pleasant.Putting it in the middle of the night is perfectly qualified for those sleep aids.

Xiaohan came out of the bathroom, plunged into the sofa, and played a movie on the tablet. "Okay, what do you want to talk about. 5 cents or 1 yuan?"

"Uh..." Sang Yintian rolled his eyes subconsciously, and wrapped his coat tighter.This coat is indeed new, and it must have been in the closet for a long time, so it smells like mothballs. "Oh right, Xiaohan, I remember... When you were in college, you majored in psychology, right?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? Is there any new trauma in your heart?" Xiaohan took a bite of the orange and asked inarticulately, "Are you broken in love? Have a boyfriend? Or have you been dumped?"

"Do you think I'll be the one who got dumped?" Sang Yintian turned on the turn signal and pressed the center of his eyebrows with his right hand, "I'm asking for Ye Siran."

"You said Xiaoye's illness... Well, the communication barrier between him and ordinary people is actually inseparable from psychological trauma. In our psychological terminology, it is PTSD. I guess, his little one He may have experienced some bad things at that time, which left him with some mental disorders. These mental disorders are often easily overlooked by people, and other complications will arise, such as - not liking to communicate with others." Xiaohan Stuffed another piece of apple into his mouth, "These are what Gu Nanshen told us in class."

"Gu male god?" Sang Yintian squinted his eyes subconsciously while holding the phone.

"Well, the psychology lecturer in the first semester of my junior year came back from Los Angeles, and he is only two years older than us. He specialized in this field abroad, or... may I ask for you? No, no... ...He has a boyfriend, and I'm too embarrassed to call..."

"Are you still embarrassed?" Sang Yintian couldn't help smiling, "It seems that your male god looks good."

"Is he much more handsome than you?!"

"Uh..." Sang Yintian really wanted to hang up the phone, but he gritted his teeth and endured it for Ye Siran's sake. "Since you're embarrassed, I'll come. You send me his contact information on WeChat."

"It's not impossible."

"By the way, what's his name? I can't just call him "Gu Nanshen" like you, can I? "Sang Yintian frowned.

He himself didn't care about it, he was used to flirting before, and he could call a stranger by a particularly intimate name... But that "Gu male god" who has a family may not dare to respond.

"Oh yes, I almost forgot." Xiaohan stretched, "His name is Gu Yuan."