Under the clouds

In early winter, the weather is getting colder.

Zang Lanbai looked at Fang Mu's seemingly fragile body, put on a padded jacket and a mask on him.

Zang Lanbai was still wearing a black hat, a brown plaid jacket, and a pair of slacks, and went out with Fang Mu who was still dawdling in an attempt to delay a little while, pretending to be buttoning up up.

The clothes on Zang Lanbai's body are not eye-catching when picked out, but they are worn on his living clothes rack, showing a bit of indescribable sense of fashion.

Even in such a cold and bleak winter, he didn't even zip up his coat, and when the corners of his coat were blown up by the wind, he looked very chic.

When walking in the neighborhood with long legs like this, Fang Mu who was behind him slowed down his pace. Lan Bai also showed extra patience because he managed to coax people out.

Just waiting for the old man on crutches to overtake them, Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu still walked at a leisurely pace.

At this time, Fang Mu realized something.

I don't know whether Fang Mu is afraid of meeting other people's eyes or he is afraid of going out and entering public places. He hasn't looked up since he went out, like a nutritious bean sprouts, just staring at A small piece in front of his feet, holding Zang Lanbai's sleeves while walking, not looking at cars or people.

Some inexplicable anxiety has been hanging over him, and he has to separate his mind to resist these, so as not to completely lose track of the pace that Zang Lanbai has deliberately slowed down.

But even so, when Fang Mu walked out of the community about 50 meters away, Fang Mu heard the horns of vehicles on the road and the sparse footsteps of passers-by. Fang Mu's breathing suddenly tightened for a moment, but he still didn't dare He looked up, so he could only ask in a low voice: "Aren't we going to the supermarket by car?"

His voice was too low, and there was a lot of noise outside, Zang Lanbai listened to it twice before he could barely hear what Fang Mu was going to say.

He answered Fang Mu neatly: "No, there is a large supermarket near the neighborhood, we can just walk there."

When Fang Mu got the answer, his heart sank, and the palms holding the sleeves of Zang Lanbai's sleeves couldn't help sweating.

But he didn't say anything more.

They followed Zanglanbai silently and staggered along the way. This supermarket is indeed not far from their home as Zanglanbai said. According to Zanglanbai's usual speed, it should take less than 10 minutes to walk there.

"Ah, why are you sweating so much? Is it too thick for you?"

Cold sweat spread all over his forehead, and something blurred Fang Mu's eyes. Hearing Zang Lanbai's voice sounded in his ears a little annoyed, and then he felt Zang Lanbai lift his face, and then wiped Fang Mu with his fingers. Mu's eyes.

Fang Mu's eyes suddenly became clear for a moment. He saw Zang Lanbai in front of him, and the background behind him was a shelf full of goods.

Fortunately, today is Monday. On such a working day, many office workers have not reached the time to get off work.

There were not many people in this supermarket, and it even seemed a little deserted.

Zang Lanbai unzipped Fang Mu's padded jacket, and Fang Mu stood there motionless, like a puppet being manipulated by the other party.

"Sweating so much, why don't you say you feel hot?" Zang Lanbai's tone was slightly annoyed, although it was deliberately hidden, but it still couldn't be concealed.

Fang Mu reached out and shook Zang Lanbai's hand at this time, and Zang Lanbai was frozen.

Fang Mu wasn't hot, but was covered in cold sweat, and the hand that touched Zang Lanbai seemed to have no warmth at all.

The lights of the large shopping malls were brightly lit, and any subtle expressions could not be hidden under such bright lights. After Zang Lanbai ate this silent rebuttal, he was silent for a while and then said: "I feel a little embarrassed when you are like this." I regret taking you out."

Fang Mu has been taking a step behind Zang Lanbai, following behind Zang Lanbai, Zang Lanbai did not face him all the way, only now did he realize that Fang Mu looked very uncomfortable.

It's obviously just such a thing that ordinary people can do, but Fang Mu seems to want him to go to some kind of execution ground.

But things have come to this, Zang Lanbai can only let out a little hungry breath, push the shopping cart over, and ask Fang Mu, who is walking beside him, to stretch out a hand to rest on the cart's push rod.

The two reluctantly walked to the supermarket.

"Want a snack? Grab some chips and cookies?"

"What about this, what kind of fruit do you like?"

"Buy some steak and fry it for you tonight..."

Everywhere he went, Zang Lanbai would talk to Fang Mu. After such a period of time, Fang Mu really became less nervous amid Zang Lanbai's constant questioning voice.

His body slowly relaxed, and the originally shrunken shoulders also gradually flattened a little at this moment.

When passing by the refrigerated drink area, Fang Mu finally said, "I think...I want a bottle of apple juice."

Arriving here finally proved that the two came together. Zang Lanbai took four bottles of apple juice and put them in the shopping cart.

Zang Lanbai finally moved to the fresh food area with Fang Mu, and was going to bring a fish back to cook, and buy some shrimps to go back to refrigerate. Fang Mu stood aside, holding the trolley handle, and Zang Lanbai was talking to the service staff in the supermarket. He said something, as if he was telling the other party which fish he wanted in the aquarium.

But Fang Mu didn't hear it very clearly. When he heard footsteps walking towards him, he subconsciously thought that Zang Lanbai had come back with the packed fish.

He was not vigilant for a while, and raised his head, but it was not Zang Lanbo's familiar face that caught his eyes, but he couldn't tell who it was.

The man stood there motionless, and after a while, two more followed, and the three of them walked by talking and laughing. Fang Mu stood there stiffly, and could only see their black shadows, their heads covered all over. A flesh-colored swirl.

He can't see faces!

The raw and cold smell that has been permeating in the fresh food area began to penetrate Fang Mu's nose. He wanted to move, hide, escape or something else, but his body seemed to be fixed by something, and he lost control of his limbs .

A large amount of fishy smell, icy cold, swept over Fang Mu's entire body, followed by more, and he kept his pupils wide open, seeing more and more people coming towards him.

Fang Mu stared at the flesh-colored vortex that was turning faster and faster, and his stomach began to twitch completely uncontrollably.

He heard a vague retching sound, and his body and consciousness began to separate, as if they couldn't feel each other.

Just as the twitching in his stomach became more and more intense, Fang Mu suddenly fell into a warm place, and he smelled an elegant fragrance again, which was very familiar...it seemed to be...

What is it, Fang Mu's eyes suddenly went dark.

He thought he had lost consciousness at first, but soon heard someone calling him "Fang Mu...Fang Mu, take a deep breath, don't be afraid... Relax, take a breath, slowly..."

Fang Mu took a deep breath, and it was full of the smell of Zang Lanbai, his usual eau de toilette and the smell of detergent on clothes after being exposed to the sun.

Zang Lanbai looked at Fang Mu as if he had a sudden stress disorder, pressed his head on his shoulder, and stroked his trembling back again and again.

He heard Fang Mu's violent panting, and his stiff body standing there, his dilated pupils filled with extreme fear.

It was as if he was experiencing the most tragic nightmare in his life.

Although Zang Lanbai held his head down and held him in his arms, he soon discovered that Fang Mu was constantly groping for his body after he was able to move.

Fang Mu's flustered palms seemed to be confirming something on himself.

Zang Lanbai suddenly held his groping hand, their actions here have attracted the attention of many people, and Zang Lanbai looked back at the past with a cold gaze.

"There are clothes, there are clothes on your body, don't be afraid." Zang Lanbai said soothing words in a gentle tone.

After Fang Mu heard Zang Lanbai's words, his movements really stopped slowly. Zang Lanbai suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

He was just a conjecture and a tentative consolation, but he actually hit him cruelly, what kind of facts would that be?

Why is he afraid of public places, why is he afraid of crowds.

But obviously 00397's naked body is very natural, even as Fang Mu, he and Zang Lanbai are not obsessed with the matter of clothing at home.

Zang Lanbai clearly realized that this was not a good time for him to think about these things, but he couldn't control his brain and made many cruel assumptions.

Until he heard Fang Mu whisper on his shoulder: "It seems that someone is watching me..."

Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu are standing here, he has already driven many people away with his eyes, and there is no one in their position now, he looks at Fang Mu who is lying on his shoulder without moving, very Answer in the affirmative: "No one is looking at you."

"Yes, a lot." Fang Mu seemed to be a little stubborn at this moment.

He is rarely like Zang Lanbai, most of the time, he frightens and obeys Zang Lanbai.

This made Zang Lanbai feel a little fresh, but he didn't want to delay here, so he purposely said in a low voice: "Okay, everyone is busy buying the food they need, no one is paying attention to you, Hurry up, let's go check out and go home."

Perhaps it was the word "go home" that touched Fang Mu. After a few seconds of delay, he finally got up from Zang Lanbai's shoulder with some reluctance.

After getting up, he looked at Zang Lanbai's shoulder, and found that there was a little wet there with his sweat or tears, and their height difference allowed Fang Mu to just lean on each other's shoulder when they hugged each other .

Fang Mu felt a little ashamed whether it was the former's carelessness or the latter's discovery.

Zang Lanbai saw that Fang Mu had adjusted his emotional state at this moment, he went over to hold his hand naturally, and put it on the handle of the shopping cart again: "Let's go."

Unexpectedly, before leaving the supermarket, I saw a promotional product in the mall, which was a buy one get one free scarf. When Zang Lanbai passed by, seeing the color was festive, he took two at once, brought Fang Mu out of the supermarket and gave them to Fang Mu. Wrapped around in circles.

Fang Mu's appearance is delicate and beautiful, and now he is warmed up by Zang Lanbo, his fair face is flushed, and he looks a bit healthy.

Zang Lanbai also put on this knitted red scarf on the spot. At first glance, walking with Fang Mu looked like a couple's style.

Fang Mu was still distracted after walking for a short distance, only carrying a small bag of snacks bought by Zang Lanbai in his hand.

It is not in Fang Mu's memory that he has received gifts from guests. There are famous watches, cufflinks, and expensive accessories.

This made him feel a little overwhelmed when he walked back with a buy one get one free scarf and snacks that cost less than [-] yuan.

When he was walking on the road, he looked at Zang Lanbai several times, seeing that he was carrying such a big bag of things in his hand, he was dead when he looked at it, but he didn't react at all, his face was neither red nor out of breath.

Such a picture was too distorted in Fang Mu's eyes, and he didn't hold back, and touched the back of Zang Lanbai's hand, as if he just brushed against him inadvertently, to confirm his existence.

In fact, Fang Mu was already a little hot to go, but the style of the same style made people easily misunderstood, which made him put down the hand that unconsciously wanted to untie the scarf.

The first thing Zang Lanbai did when he got home was to put things in the refrigerator. When he was done, he opened two bottles of apple juice, put them on the table, and waited for Fang Mu to go back to the bedroom to change his clothes and come out to drink.

Zang Lanbai sat on the sofa in the living room and began to find the contacts on the phone, and stopped when he slid to Luo Yan.

Zang Lanbai paused for too long, showing a bit of hesitation.

But in the end he clicked on it and entered the information.

"Do you know Fang Mu?"

Luo Yan replied quickly, as if she was playing with her mobile phone.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it, what's the matter, it can't be the son you've been dating recently, right?" Luo Yan added a wretched smile after this sentence.

Zang Lanbai frowned when he heard that Luo Yan hadn't heard of it, and he typed in the input box again: "Then have you heard of 00397?"

"Ah? You mean puppies! Who hasn't heard of this, a public prostitute in the upper class."

Zang Lanbai's eyes lingered on the words "public prostitute" for a long time.

As a result, Luo Yan seems to have smelled something unusual, "Damn it! Wait...don't tell me that the puppy you mentioned last time is him!"

"Young master Tibetan! You are really good! You can't stay idle right after you come back. Didn't Jiang Sheng know that you were back? I thought you would reconnect with him as soon as you came back this time. I didn't expect you to be Nest you in a comfortable nest, happy to miss Shu."

"Why did you buy 00397? I feel that the appearance is not your favorite type. Now you have changed your taste?"

Zang Lanbai just sent a few words, which attracted a lot of Luo Yan crackling, making his eyes hurt from the noise, so he simply turned off his phone, took a sip of the apple juice on the table.

At this moment, Fang Mu changed into his pajamas and came out.

The heating at home is fully turned on, and he only wears thin pajamas at home.

"It tastes good." Zang Lanbai raised his chin, as if the apple juice had been waiting there for a long time.

Fang Mu went to pick it up, and when he passed in front of Zang Lanbai, his mobile phone on the sofa next to him vibrated and turned on, Fang Mu was attracted attention, and before his eyes drifted away, he saw Zang Lanbai A big hand covered the screen, he closed the lock screen naturally, and put the phone back in his pocket.

While Zang Lanbai was cooking in the kitchen, he heard Fang Mu playing the painter in the living room again.

Zang Lanbai's culinary skills have fully returned to the previous peak level. Fang Mu seems to have eaten a lot more than usual, and it seems that because he and Zang Lanbai successfully went out shopping in the supermarket, he has given him some self-encouragement .

Not too obvious, but Zang Lanbai felt that he seemed to be in a better mood than usual.

At night, after the two of them took a shower, when Zang Lanbai hugged Fang Mu who got into bed, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

He found that Fang Mu was not wearing any clothes, and after getting in, he didn't nest in Zang Lanbai's arms and gave birth, but shrank down all the way.

Zang Lanbai couldn't help but press the back of his head. Fang Mu had already reached the position of his waist and abdomen. Zang Lanbai's voice was slightly lowered, and he said, "Fang Mu, what are you going to do?"

Fang Mu's muffled voice came from under the blanket, and he replied, "Mr. Zang hasn't used me for a long time..." There seemed to be some loss and regret in his tone.

In Fang Mu's mind, unused goods will make the owner feel worthless if left unused.

Zang Lanbai's eyes changed. Although the frequency of his and Fang Mu's bed affairs is not high, it has been maintained at the level that Zang Lanbai thinks is just right according to Fang Mu's physical fitness, but Fang Mu obviously doesn't think so.

Zang Lanbai originally wanted to fish him up, but for some reason, the words "public prostitute" in the message sent by Luo Yan appeared in front of his eyes, and slipped lightly through his heart.

A strange, even weird feeling emerged in his heart.

Such unfamiliar emotions made him feel novel.

Zang Lanbai's eyebrows and eyes underwent some indescribable subtle changes in an instant, and he slowly let go of his hand, acquiescing to Fang Mu, who was a little sad because he hadn't been used for a long time, to find his use value.