XNUM X night

[Sang Yintian, IC1805 and Ye Siran's hearts are given to you. 】

Sang Yintian was a little surprised about the real origin of this sentence, and wanted to ask, but Ye Siran's arms were tightly wrapped, so tight that their chests were pressed together.Through a layer of coat, he even heard Ye Sizan's sonorous heartbeat.

There was friction in the exchange of souls, and sparks sparked instantly.Sang Yintian's shoulders trembled slightly, and he wanted to escape.

"Have you hugged enough? Go take a shower when you have hugged enough."

"Not yet..." The warm breath sprayed on Sang Yintian's neck, making him itchy.The window of the studio was open, and he didn't smell Sang Yintian's body until the night wind dried his wet back.

Still the same as before, bland and outrageous.It's like an undisciplined man standing on a snowfield, and no one can touch him.

"Let me hold you for a while... just for a little while." Ye Siran's voice was still slightly trembling, and she raised her face cautiously.

"Uh..." Sang Yintian had no choice but to let him hug him. "Ye Siran, are you a puppy? You're so clingy."

Ye Siran's expression is exactly the same as when he picked it up at the beach.Sang Yintian narrowed his eyes, a little curious about what he dreamed just now.

After a few more minutes, Ye Siran finally let go of his hand, turned and went into the bathroom next door.The water temperature was just right, Ye Sizan took off his clothes and turned on the rain shower head.White mist spread from the ground, and it didn't take long for the entire bathroom to be foggy.

Indulging in an illusory and closed environment is the most relaxing.That's why Ye Siran always chooses to take a bath when he has something on his mind.However, the condition of the studio is limited, Ye Siran just stood in the bathroom with his head down, looking at the mirror next to him from time to time.

But he only saw the vague outline of his own body.

Ye Siran raised her face, allowing the warm water to pour from head to toe.In the past, the cleaning lady at home would change everything in the bathroom every day, such as bath towels, which would be placed in the cabinet next to them, and dry towels, which would be specially placed on the shelf next to the sink.

The oppressive feeling brought by the nightmare to Ye Sizan gradually disappeared, he reached out to turn off the water, and subconsciously touched the sink next to him.

Helpless, felt empty.

"Uh..." Ye Sizan suddenly opened his eyes and woke up under the white mist.

This is not his home.

This is Sang Yintian's studio.

The most important thing is that he just came in to take a shower in a hurry, not only did he not bring in towels and bath towels, but he didn't even bring in the clothes he changed with him.It's just... terrible.

Ye Siran was naked, watching helplessly as the white mist in the bathroom dissipated, and then dissipated.Ye Siran bit the corner of her mouth, looking depressedly at the white T-shirt she had thrown on the ground and stepped on twice.

How about... pick it up and put it on again?

It's just crazy.Ye Siran has grown up so big, but he has never been so embarrassed about these things.

Sang Yintian, who was standing at the door of the studio, seemed a little tired. He closed his eyes and leaned against the door frame next to him, waiting for Ye Sizan to come out.

After 30 minutes, Sang Yintian finally couldn't take it anymore, and raised his hand to knock on the bathroom door.

"Hey, Ye Siran? Are you okay? You're not washing and falling asleep in it, are you?" Sang Yintian glanced at his mobile phone screen, and then wrote down, they really have to live in the studio tonight .Maybe they really have to squeeze into the same bed.

Thinking of this, he pressed the doorknob twice, "Ye Siran?"

"I'm here..." Ye Siran's voice sounded muffled, as if mixed with the residual moisture in the bathroom, it came to Sang Yintian's ears through the crack of the door.

"Scared me to death, I thought you were really asleep..." Sang Yintian laughed suddenly, leaning sideways on the bathroom door, "Hey, have you finished washing? Do you want me to help you?" you?"

Although Sang Yintian couldn't see Ye Siran, he guessed that the people inside the door must have blushed.

"Uh..." Sure enough, the person inside the door didn't respond.

Sang Yintian shrugged, got up and stood up again. "Okay, okay, I'm not joking with you anymore. Come out after washing. I'll take you to supper, and we'll go home after eating."

"That..." Ye Siran's voice was so low that Sang Yintian almost couldn't hear it clearly.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Do you...have...have you bought any new underwear...I..." Ye Sizan rubbed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look at the clothes and underwear that were thrown on the floor, "I...I didn't bring any new ones .”

Ye Siran felt a little regretful.I regret that when I just opened the door and entered this bathroom, I didn't think of such a serious problem.At that time, he probably only had the words of Sang Yintian in his mind.

[It's quite dirty. 】

Depend on.

Not to mention the nightmare just now, standing naked in someone's bathroom now, no matter how you think about it, it feels unrealistic.

After a while, the white mist on the bathroom mirror completely faded, and Ye Sizan didn't dare to take another look there.

"Is there?" He leaned behind the door and asked again.

"Uh..." Sang Yintian's elbow trembled, as if getting an electric shock.He felt that the back of his neck was a little hot, spreading all the way to his neck.Sang Yintian gently rubbed the position of Adam's apple with the back of his hand, and was silent for a few seconds before opening his mouth slowly. "No new ones, I only wore them once. And the size may not be suitable for you, or—"

"It's okay, I won't dislike you."

"Uh..." and so on.

Which question did Ye Siran answer just now?front?or behind?Or, two together?

"Uh..." Sang Yintian blushed, and he wished he could drag Ye Siran's hair out of the studio right now.But after thinking about it, he felt that it was not an option to continue to consume it, not to mention the lack of oxygen in the bathroom.Sang Yintian heaved a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth, "Okay, Ye Siran, just wait for me."

Sang Yintian took the square box from the storage room in the studio, and when he closed the door, he tore off his white shirt from the hanger next to it.Finally, he knocked on the bathroom door again.

"I took all the underwear and clothes, how can I give them to you if you don't open the door?"

Ye Siran swallowed, put his left arm against the door, and turned the doorknob with his right hand.There was a gap in the bathroom door, and then, Sang Yintian saw two slender fingers protruding slowly out of it.His fingertips were slightly red.

"Eat my clothes and wear mine, are you still afraid of being seen by me?" Sang Yintian couldn't help laughing, and stuffed the shirt and underwear into his hands, "Why are you so shy, everyone is male, you have some I have it too."

"Uh..." Ye Siran's fingertips paused, and small water droplets dripped onto the floor along the nails.

Snapped--

The bathroom door was closed, Ye Siran leaned his back against the wall, panting heavily.When he came out after changing his clothes, Sang Yintian had already arranged the things in the studio and was putting on his coat with his back facing him.

"Hey, Young Master Ye, are you finally willing to come out of the bathroom?" Sang Yintian didn't turn his head, and saw Ye Siran standing behind him through the mirror.Sang Yintian stopped the movement of his hands and stared quietly at the mirror in front of him.

There was still a pure white towel on Ye Sizan's head, and he rubbed his messy and half-wet bangs in front of his eyes.Because she had been in the bathroom for a long time, Ye Siran's lips turned pale.He is tall, and Sang Yintian's shirt is indeed a bit small for him, so he has two buttons at the neckline, and his collarbone can be seen vaguely.

Sang Yintian suddenly looked away and continued to arrange his coat. "You used to rarely wear shirts?"

"Huh?" Ye Sizan lowered her head and rubbed her hair indiscriminately, "I used to wear it when I was in school, but I don't seem to wear it much anymore when I'm out of school."

Also, shirts need a lot of care after all.And Ye Siran didn't know it at all.

Sang Yintian's head was hot, and he turned around and stared at Ye Siran's somewhat confused eyes. "Ye Siran, do you really not want to go back to school and learn your favorite violin?"

This question was a little caught off guard, and the towel in Ye Sizan's hand fell to the ground.He looked nervous and glanced to the side indiscriminately. "Didn't I answer it before..."

But he just didn't dare to look directly at Sang Yintian.He didn't have the courage to repeat his answer at that time.

Because of this false answer, he couldn't even pass his own test.

"Ye Siran, I just want to hear the truth." Sang Yintian rushed forward and grabbed Ye Siran's arm, "You obviously like the violin so much, why do you just give up now? Why don't you try to move forward? Take a walk, even if it's really difficult, even if it's just..."

Even if it's just a small step.

In this way, I have enough reasons to follow you.

Sang Yintian realized his gaffe at this time, he let go of his hand and turned his head. "Sorry, I just don't think you should just give up like that. It's a pity..."

Ye Siran stood there in a daze for a few seconds, transparent drops of water dripped down his hair, like a tear, just slid onto Ye Siran's face.

The moment Sang Yintian turned his head, his whole body froze.

Isn't it true, is this kid's psychological endurance so weak now?He just said a few words, and this... just cried?

Sang Yintian couldn't help but move his Adam's apple twice.

"Well... I, I didn't mean to force you, I just thought you shouldn't give up what you like so easily..." Sang Yintian hurriedly went to get a tissue, "Okay, okay, I It's my fault, my fault, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you... don't cry, I, it's a big deal, I won't mention this matter in the future, okay?"

"Uh..." Ye Siran was a little dazed by Sang Yintian's series of actions, but he didn't have the heart to interrupt him.He was rarely cared about since he was a child, except Ye Wanlu and the housekeeper.

But now that the housekeeper is gone, he and Ye Wanlu can't go back to their childhood.

Sang Yintian wiped off the water droplets sticking to Ye Siran's face with a paper, still whispering "I'm sorry".

"Sang Yintian." Ye Siran suddenly grabbed Sang Yintian's wrist and forced him to stop.Then he quickly pushed Sang Yintian in front of him, and they moved to the steps outside the studio.The corner of Ye Sizan's mouth raised slightly, and he pointed to the sky, "Look at that star, is it bright?"

Sang Yintian followed his line of sight and found the brightest one in the darkness. "Bright."

"I hope you are that star, shining your own light, so that everyone can feel you. Remember what I said before, I want to see you shining from the highest position."

"I remember." Sang Yintian felt that he would never forget it in his life.

"Then let me add one more thing, I hope you stand on the highest position and shine brightly, becoming the brightest star in the night sky." Ye Siran lowered his head and met Sang Yintian's eyes.He has seen these eyes too many times and remembered them many times.

In other words, the eyes themselves were stars that had fallen from the Milky Way, had just happened to get lost and couldn't find their way back.

"What about you?" Sang Yintian turned around and locked the glass door of the studio, and finally leaned lazily on Ye Siran's body.

"Me..." Ye Sizan finally smiled, he stretched his waist, and tossed his hair carelessly, "If you become that star, then I will be your stargazer."

"Uh……"

"Better than those astronomers."

时间一分一秒流逝，桑引添没再说话，只是仰着头，眼睁睁看着自己手机屏幕上的【3月13日23:59】变成了【3月14日0:00】。

Ye Siran suddenly thought of something, took out his phone from his pocket and flipped through a photo. The time of shooting was written in the lower right corner of the photo, which was a year ago.Ye Siran zoomed in on the photo, her expression became much gentler. "When I was just in college, I joined an astronomy club with only two people. I took this photo after squatting for a week or two."

"I can't see that people who like music know so much about romance?" Sang Yintian took his phone.

Pictured is a heart-shaped red nebula, resembling a beating heart.

"HeartNebula?" Sang Yintian read out the English mark on the lower right corner, "IC1805..." Sang Yintian blinked and raised his head, "Why did you suddenly remember to show me this?"

"He is called the Heart Nebula, also known as the heart of the Milky Way. He is far away from us, where light takes 7500 years to reach." Ye Siran's heartbeat was fast, and he took a deep breath.

【But Sang Yintian, I'm always where you can see me. 】

Ye Siran turned her head and smiled at the person next to her.Then, he lifted his feet and took two steps forward, letting the early morning night wind grind his hair. "Happy Valentine's Day."

Ye Siran said in a voice that Sang Yintian couldn't hear.