dangerous road

When Chi Yan called, Cheng Shichao was wearing his pink rabbit apron and frying glutinous rice cake fish in the small kitchen of the monthly rent.The apron was a gift that Chi Yan got when he was shopping in the supermarket, and he gave it to Cheng Shichao without even opening the package.Seeing the festive apron full of girlish sentiments, the latter, although expressing his dissatisfaction by frowning in distaste, still happily wore it to cook and cooked a pot of quick-frozen dumplings for its original owner.

"I didn't expect you to be well dressed." Chi Yan raised his eyebrows while eating and commented lightly, "It's true that wild lilies also have spring... Eh, today's dumplings are a bit mushy."

Cheng Shichao rolled his eyes and thought that this had something to do with Ye Lily, and besides, the guy who was wolfing down dumplings in front of him was nothing more than he didn't want to wear it and watch him make a fool of himself.Originally, he was planning to fight back like this, but when the words came to his mouth, he changed his tone disappointingly: "You still stuffed so much in one breath... Eh, eh, eat slowly and be careful not to burn it."

So this pink item became Cheng Shichao's exclusive apron.In fact, he doesn't like this at all. Think about any normal man with a sound IQ who would like pink, rabbits, lace, bows, these messy things.But I don't know why Cheng Shichao keeps wearing it so obediently, without any rebellious mentality. At most, before wearing it, he and the carrot-gnawing rabbit stare at each other silently for a long time, and then choke silently for a while.

……never mind.Anyway, it's not the first time he fell into Chi Yan's hands, just get used to it.

Cheng Shichao fried fish while wearing an apron indignantly.He wandered off for a while, wondering why Chi Yan hadn't come home yet, but in a daze, he let the spatula that hadn't been wiped clean go into the pot. Burned to the hand.

"Fuck!" He scolded himself for being an idiot heartbrokenly while turning around to flush the hot spot to cool down the temperature. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he happened to catch a glimpse of the mobile phone that he had placed on the counter which was vibrating wildly and endlessly.

As for the caller ID... On the flickering screen was Chi Yan's magnified sleeping face.

So the little bit of grievance that the fish fryer was scalded was artificially magnified to infinity by himself.He quickly picked up his mobile phone, turned around and returned to the pot, complaining into the handset while monitoring whether the fish was cooked.

"I! Just! Just! Got! Burned! Here! Here!" Cheng Shichao tried to cover the sound of frying pans in the kitchen with a loud voice. "Okay—it hurts—ah—!" He dragged his voice to show how pitiful he was, but the other party didn't agree with him as usual.

"Good job." Chi Yan replied with a light smile. "It's great news."

The little flame of Cheng Shichao's grievance was ignited by Chi Yantian's firewood, and it turned into a torch burning endlessly in his chest.Doesn't it just happen that the Olympics are coming?He simply turned on the low heat, threw away the spatula and went out of the kitchen, and gave a pooh to the secretly laughing person on the other side of the receiver.

"I, I, I, I am not for you! Who the hell said he wanted to eat Ciba fish last night? You are happy to report the recipe to my ear every night. I was burnt to death. Who still has the energy to care about your dinner? ?!"

"... Virtue. Isn't it just hot? I'll show you later."

"Hey~ okay." The coaxed man instantly revived on the spot with full blood.He didn't care that this bullshit promise was completely meaningless verbal comfort, he still smiled brightly and narrowed his eyes, and he could vaguely see a dog's tail swaying behind his buttocks.

Chi Yan smiled gracefully: Tsk, it really has no technical content.Based on his years of getting along with Cheng Shichao, relying on his invisible high EQ, coaxing this man, tsk tsk, isn't that the same as coaxing a head Samoyed?

"Because you were burned, I also tell you a great news." Chi Yan looked up at the gate number, and after confirming, he pressed a series of numbers against the gate, and with a beep, the gate opened.

"...my nephew has to come to our house for two days."

Cheng Shichao's smile, like a chrysanthemum blooming, froze on his face, and then he let out a mournful howl: "Why—————! Can I refuse?!"

"No." Chi Yan stood in front of the elevator with the phone in his hand and thought for a while before turning his head and going up the stairs. "Don't howl like someone dumped you. I would have dumped you 800 years ago if I could. Just accept it, boy."

Sure enough, there was silence on the phone for a while, and then someone finally heard a compromising voice: "Okay...how many days will you stay? When will you come?"

"His parents are on a business trip for about three or four days... come today. I'm standing at the door of his house, and I'll come back after picking him up." Chi Yan checked the house number again, raised his hand and rang the doorbell. "I'm dead, you wait for me at home... clean up the house, pick up all the things that should be picked up, are you done with the rice? Oh, your fish must be mushy after being fried in the pan for so long. That's it. Bye bye bye bye .”

With a beep, the line is busy.

Cheng Shichao stared blankly at the phone for two seconds, then yelled and threw the phone onto the sofa and rushed into the kitchen like a war: "Fuck me!"

And here, the door in front of Chi Yan creaked open, revealing a thin figure of a young man behind the door, with a sleepy face under his disheveled head.

"O uncle. You are here."

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Chi Yan's nephew is Jiang Cong, who graduated from the third year of junior high school and just finished the high school entrance examination.I don't know what this brat grew up with. At the age of 16, he was almost 1.8 meters tall.It's just that this child only grows tall but not fleshy, and he has always looked sickly since he was a child.That thin and thin body always makes his mother worry, worrying that her son, who looks like a chopstick, will drift in the wind when the wind blows.

Chi Yan got along well with this nephew.In fact, it was Jiang Cong's own request to live in his house this time.On the phone, the dead child scolded his own mother contemptuously and skillfully: "...my mother actually wanted to dump me to my grandmother's house. What a joke! Then I don't have to sleep late and be picked up for breakfast at seven o'clock every day."

"What nonsense. Grandma is also doing it for your own good." Chi Yan put on the airs of an elder: "It's not impossible for you to come to our house. But you also know that it may be a bit crowded for your uncle to share a room with others now, you have to overcome it .”

"It's okay." Jiang Cong said bluntly, "Just give me a place to sleep."

Chi Yan originally wanted to talk to him about Cheng Shichao on the phone so that the child would not get used to it, but then he thought that his nephew had always been familiar with him, and the Samoyed at home even insisted on showing him off. The lower limit is getting more shameless every day.Thinking of this, he hung up the phone safely.The loan agreement has been reached.

It's just that when he calmly opened the door of his house with his nephew who looked like a telegraph pole, he still felt the body next to him, which was about the same height as him, tremble slightly.

the reason...

"Hey, hey, you guys are back? Hey, I haven't finished frying yet, why are you so fast?" Cheng Shichao appeared in an apron, with a spatula on his head and a round inch on his head. The rabbits are strikingly similar.

Chi Yan stared unfathomably at the opponent's new cropped cut for five seconds, forcing himself to adapt to Cheng Shichao's ugliest hairstyle ever in the shortest possible time.He just remembered that when he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Cheng Shichao seemed to have sent him a text message saying that he was in the barber shop.

Cheng Shichao keenly caught Chi Yan's unclear gaze, smiled mischievously and touched his round head: "Isn't the weather so hot that it's cool, hehehehehehe."

Chi Yan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and bent over to help Jiang Cong flip through the slippers in the shoe cabinet. "Here, put this on." Then he straightened up and walked in, casually patted the man standing there, "This is Cheng Shichao, your uncle's... roommate. Well, you can call him—"

"Just call me brother." Cheng Shichao leaned over Chi Yan with a shy face.

"Go away. The old cucumber still wants to pretend to be tender." Chi Yan vetoed this suggestion very shamelessly, "Call me uncle."

"Oh." Jiang Cong came in with a pair of slippers, and smiled at the hairless head: "Hello, Uncle Cheng."

Someone who didn't succeed sighed sadly: "Why do I feel like I'm ten years older..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Chi Yanzhao shook his head, turned to his nephew and said, "Go to the bedroom and pack your things, turn on the air conditioner when it's hot, and then come out to prepare for dinner."

Watching Jiang enter the bedroom from a thin back with a big bag on his back, Cheng Shichao cheered in a low voice, and then happily threw himself on the other person.

"—Get out!" Chi Yan kicked him on the waist angrily. "Don't touch me until the hair grows back, bald man!"

Uncle Cheng's inner cow, whose glass heart shattered all over the floor, consciously and silently rolled back to the kitchen to cook.

Chi Yan stared at the back of the sad river for a long time, and finally followed the kitchen reluctantly. "What I mean is, when my nephew is here, you should restrain yourself. It's not good to be seen."

"...Isn't it just right." A certain housewife waved the spatula profusely in sweat, "Our business is like a time bomb. It explodes sooner or later. I die early and live early, so I can be more peaceful." Erxin... If your family can't accept not wanting you, I can support you right now, haha."

"Be serious, this isn't funny." Chi Yan took out the cool towel that Cheng Shichao put around his neck to cool down, and wiped his sweat one after another. "The elders have to tell them. But Jiang Cong is still a child. Although he is so tall, he is not strong enough to accept, and his worldview is still in the initial stage. If he suddenly sees us like this, he must have I was stimulated, so...you should bear with it for a few days, good boy."

"...I know. Where can I find a man like me who is well-versed in halls and kitchens and understands the general principles, right?" Cheng Shichao took out a pair of chopsticks and put them into the pot, picked up a braised shrimp and blew it to Chi Yan. lips. "Come on, taste it...be careful it's hot!"

Chi Yan opened his mouth and put the shrimp in his mouth and chewed it. After chewing, he frowned and commented: "Too much sugar, it's too sweet."

"Too sweet? Don't children love this taste." Cheng Shichao reached out and shamelessly gnawed heavily on Chi Yan's mouth, and finally licked his mouth for a while: "...I think it's pretty good."

Chi Yan smiled coquettishly with red lips and white teeth, so that when someone's wolf heart was about to move, he slapped the towel he was holding onto the other's face.

"Stinky rascal. I really don't have a long memory."

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When it was time for dinner, the three of them ate happily around a small dining table in the living room.Jiang has never been shy of strangers, and has a more outgoing personality.Not to mention Cheng Shichao, this guy's character is like a wild dog that has been let go.Therefore, there is no embarrassment in the whole eating process, and the scene is very harmonious and natural.

"Yeah... Uncle Cheng is good at cooking!" Jiang Cong still didn't forget to praise his parents for food and clothing in the next few days (...). "Uncle, when can you make it like this and eat it for me?"

The whole family knows Chi Yan's cooking skills, it's just horrible, it's horrible to see his nephew Jiang Cong being named the top leader in the dark cooking circle by his classmates.

So this man standing at the pinnacle of the dark culinary world rolled his eyes at the right time: "Jiang Cong, don't be bribed by him for a meal. Your uncle is also very scary when he is serious."

Cheng Shichao, who was sitting next to him, shivered silently.He will never forget in his life that after he asked Chi Yan to wash his hands and make soup for him, the man spent three hours and starved him half to death before bringing out the plate of pig food from the kitchen .That taste is really...how many times in the world can I taste it.

"...Why are you suddenly so stuffy and silent, don't make it look like we are together to bully you." Chi Yan picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake fish and took a bite, then frowned in disgust, and threw it to Cheng Shichao Bowl: "Sure enough, it's fried."

"Who said that, there are obviously uncooked ones, and you won't look for them yourself." The man who had been used as a bucket for a long time didn't think there was anything, so he picked and picked out the plate for a while, and finally picked out a good piece and put it on the one next to him. Pickpocket bowl.

Chi Yan pulled out the champion fish steak that had gone through multiple auditions and looked at it for a long time, and complained sullenly, "...but this piece is not beautiful enough."

Cheng Shichao was furious: "Why so much nonsense! Eat!"

Jiang Cong watched the interaction between the two adults with his head tilted, and he couldn't help telling the truth with a pure face: "Old uncle, why don't you eat like a child and throw it into Uncle Cheng's bowl. The middle-aged uncle is cute Shameful, you know?"

Chi Yan didn't bring it up in one breath and was choked by his own saliva. He coughed sadly for a long time, and while coughing, he had to listen to the explanation of 300 taels of money from the idiot next to him: "Ahahaha, I have feelings for your old uncle." It’s okay, so it’s okay hahahahaha——” He was angry, anxious and helpless, and finally had no choice but to integrate these feelings into his white eyes.As a result, after rolling his eyes, the idiot's anxious voice sounded in his ears again: "Hehe Jiang Cong, you see your old uncle's coughing eyes rolled away, go and pour him a glass of water, it's too dangerous to go on like this! Oh, so Jiang Cong In the future, you must remember not to wander off when you are eating, or you will become a massacre caused by a pile of rice like your old uncle... Chi Yan, are you okay, you must not faint from coughing!!"

Chi Yan: "..."

He touched Cheng Shichao's crotch and twisted it down without hesitation.The owner of the crotch screamed in pain, and a layer of cold sweat exploded all over his body.

"What's the matter, Uncle Cheng?" Jiang Cong, who was sent to pour water, poked his head out from the kitchen: "Why are you screaming so ecstatically?"

Cheng Shichao waved his hand weakly, "It's okay." Then he turned his head and exhaled lowly at Chi Yan, "Baby, you're too harsh. I'm the one who gave birth to generations to come—"

"Ahem—fuck your eternal life!" Chi Yan blushed and cursed angrily, "One more nonsense, I'll screw your eternal life away!!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up, I'll shut up, don't kill my brother..." Cheng Shichao endured the humiliation, compromised, and offered an olive branch of peace: "I'll wash the dishes, mop the floor, and clean the pot... you Have a good chat with your nephew."

"This is how you look like an adult." Chi Yan was finally satisfied, and Cong Jiang took the water glass from his hand and drank it up in one gulp. "Jiang Cong, take a shower after eating, and then go to the bedroom to play in a refreshing way. Turn on the air conditioner."

The other man on the table who was treated differently could only silently gnaw on the mushy glutinous rice cake fish in his bowl.Well... a bit bitter TAT.

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This... what is the situation.

After the meal, Uncle Cheng, who washed the dishes, mopped the floor, and cleaned the pot, took another shower, and finally walked into the bedroom. The male and female guests who watched the show If You Are the One kept complaining.

"Look at these women, tsk tsk, their faces look like pig's kidneys, and the makeup is so thick that it's almost forming a shell. How can they have the face to stand on it and pick and choose? No wonder they can't catch it. to the man."

This is Chi Yan.

"And this man, why did he come up so excited as if he had been splashed with dog blood. He still sang, and his tune was almost flying in the sky. He also sang. Looking at the disgusted faces of those women, he knew there was nothing going on. Know what you know and do what you don’t.”

This is Jiang Cong.

"...you two go up if you have the ability."

This is Cheng Da's nanny with black lines all over her face.

Chi Yan turned his head abruptly when he heard the voice, and smiled when he saw Cheng Shichao: "Yo, are you finished?"

Cheng Shichao was very moved when he saw this obviously rewarding smile, thinking that his labor had finally been recognized, he could not help but take a step forward for a moment, and when he was about to open his mouth to report——

"Go, go and cut us another watermelon, Lao Cheng." Chi Yan's smile only lasted for two seconds before retracting it, sinking into the beanbag sofa and waving at him.Jiang Cong sat on the carpet in front of the sofa, and added a very upright "Thank you, Uncle Cheng".

The summoned person turned around on the spot, left the bedroom full of resentment that had no place to vent, and stepped into the kitchen again.

After he finally got comfortable serving the elder and the younger, he sat down next to the sofa, leaning against Chi Yan's leg.

"Tired?" Chi Yan lowered his head and asked him in a low voice, his eyes sparkling.

Cheng Shichao glanced at the back of Jiang Cong's disheveled head, and then grabbed Chi Yan's hand and pressed it to his cheek.

"...I'm not tired now."

He looked up at Chi Yan's face, didn't say anything, just watched it intently for a while.At this time, some new strength can always surge in his body, making him feel that he can bear all the burdens and go on no matter how difficult and dangerous the road is.

"What are you looking at?" Chi Yan smiled and pulled his arm back, and pushed his slightly curled palm away with both hands, rubbing it carefully for a while.Then he lowered his eyebrows, his slender eyelashes drooped obediently, and with his eyes slightly closed, he kissed the palm that was spread out in front of his eyes.

Cheng Shichao's throat tightened, and he took a deep breath... Who the hell said that children should restrain themselves because they are immature? ! !Who is the bastard who doesn't restrain himself now? Fuck! ! !

"As a mature adult, as a role model in the eyes of children..." Chi Yan smiled viciously and seductively at the eyes that were easily ignited in front of him, making his smile so bright, shy and charming Enchanting: "...Hold on, Baldy."

As soon as the words fell, all I could see was the back of someone running away majestically out of the bedroom and towards the toilet...

Cheng Shichao, who was forced by the general environment to solve it by himself in the toilet, wailed in pain: Those who can hold back in this situation are not normal people! !All are eunuchs! ! !They are all fucking eunuchs! ! ! ! !

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A quarter of an hour later, Cheng Shichao returned to the bedroom as if he was dead.

Chi Yan squinted at him for a while, then nodded in understanding.This guy must have taken a cold shower again.

Afterwards, the Tucao team of the two became stronger because of the newly joined players.Cheng Da's nanny was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, which just gave him a chance to pass on the pain, so he literally burned his life to complain.

Jiang Cong turned around in surprise and made eye contact with his old uncle.Chi Yan sympathetically touched the round inch of Cheng Shichao who was squatting at his feet like a big dog, raised his head and smiled at his bamboo nephew: "He was a little stimulated, it's fine."

Hearing this, Cheng Shichao raised his head to beg for comfort, but he received a slap on the face which was neither light nor heavy. "Don't look at me with such flat eyes."

...So Uncle Cheng didn't know how many times he licked the cow tonight.

"Hey uncle," Jiang Cong seemed to think of something, and moved to the edge of the sofa, "How old are you this year?"

"33." Chi Yan looked down at him: "What?"

Jiang Cong glanced thoughtfully at Meng Fei's shiny bald head on the TV, and asked after a long pause, "...then why aren't you married yet?"

Chi Yan burst out laughing, and patted his little nephew's chicken coop with one hand: "If you don't have a house or a car, who will marry you?"

"That's true..." Jiang Cong sighed, scratching his head, ignoring Cheng Shichao who sat up excitedly.

[I marry! ! ! 】Cheng Shichao mouthed to Chi Yan excitedly.

Chi Yan raised his chin, and replied quite arrogantly: [Get out of the way——]

"...Why do you think girls are so snobbish nowadays? There are so many rules and regulations when it comes to dating." Jiang Cong stared at the TV in distress, his inexperienced head was thinking about some problems that he didn't understand.

"That can't be blamed on others. The economic base determines the superstructure, and you will know later." Chi Yan thought for a while, and his tone slowed down again. "Besides, if you have a daughter and you see someone like me who has no house, no car, and no future, how dare you let her marry?"

"——Why don't you dare!" Jiang Cong raised his voice once, and the expression on his face became fierce: "Old uncle, you are a potential stock! If you don't like you, it means that your vision is not high!"

Cheng Shichao nodded in agreement, with a look of joy that he finally found an organization.

"I'm going, even potential stocks have appeared, who taught you this..." Chi Yan felt a deep powerlessness in front of the two equally excited faces in front of him. "Who cares what happens to you in the future, what people want to see is now, this is the reality, you know?" At the end he pointed to the exquisitely made-up faces of the female guests on TV: "If I go to If You Are the One, believe it or not It will be completely wiped out.”

"I'll save it for you until the end!!!" This is the nephew who supported the old uncle to the end.

"I'll stay for you till the end of time!!!!" This is Uncle Cheng who is unprincipled and loyal.

Chi Yan was so angry that he almost burst out laughing, so he could only slap each other.

"If I were a female guest, I would definitely turn off the lights immediately when I saw a man like you come on stage." After speaking, he stood up and stretched himself, "So, go to sleep, ah."

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In the quiet darkness of the bedroom, it looked very quiet and peaceful.But...someone's heart was racing.

Chi Yan nestled comfortably on the bed.He looked at the zongzi sleeping on the carpet beside his bed, and felt happy for no reason.Jiang Cong was sleeping on the other side of the bed with his back against him. Judging from the fact that he hadn't seen anything for a long time, it seemed that his little nephew was fast asleep.

Looking at the zongzi who was curled up on the ground, even the outline showed grievance and sadness, Chi Yan couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled cheerfully.Ah...the more I look at it, the more I like it.So he moved himself to the edge of the bed, stretched out his arm and poked it.

His fingertips sank into the air-conditioning quilt and were gently wrapped.

……no response.

So he persisted in poking, poking, poking, poking——

[... How many times do you have to poke me to be happy! ? 】The quilt was lifted, and a round head was exposed.

Cheng Shichao wasn't actually asleep, he was busy sulking.Faced with such teasing, I wanted to play a little temper and ignore it, but the enemy was too resilient and had to lose.

【Shhh—be quiet, Jiang Cong is asleep. ] Chi Yan stretched out his head to look at him, and was in a good mood to find that they were actually sleeping very close to each other, that is, on the bed next to each other...

Cheng Shichao turned around and faced him: 【I know!I'm not speaking in a breathy voice!Qi——sound——]

[Okay, okay, okay. 】Chi Yan slapped him on the forehead. 【I just want to tell you, don't feel bad because you sleep on the floor for a few days... Be good.A few days passed. 】

It's okay not to mention the problem of sleeping, but to mention this Cheng Shichao is a tear of heartache.

[I don't feel uncomfortable just to sleep on the ground!Look how petty you think of me! 】 He sat up halfway, resting his head on the edge of the bed. [I feel uncomfortable that my position has been robbed by others!Next to you is where I sleep! 】

Chi Yan moved his face closer, and took a bite on the tip of his nose.

[I said I'd sleep with you on the floor but you wouldn't let me.How about this, you change places with me, you sleep on the bed?I think Jiang Cong likes you quite a bit, he certainly doesn't mind. 】

[—I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, how can I let you sleep on the floor? My mother taught me that no matter how hard it is, I can't be a wife. 】Cheng Shichao frowned and rubbed his nose: 【...Did you speak too harshly? It will be difficult if you leave teeth marks. 】

[I rely on you to despise me——] Chi Yan was extremely angry, and was about to repeat the same trick and take another bite, but was seized by someone who moved quickly, and the rice was bitten back. Hold your lips.The man who took advantage gave a vague low smile, and rushed up with one hand to fix the other's chin, giving full play to his subjective initiative to turn this unexpected surprise into a long and airtight kiss.

After the kiss, he smirked complacently: [Look at what you said...how could I despise you.Even if you fart, I think it smells delicious. 】

Chi Yan's face was covered with black lines, and he suddenly lost the mood to speak.This idiot is such a fucking spoiler.

[I found out that Jiang Cong is quite attached to you. ] Cheng Shichao sighed, 【I feel like my status has been deprived. 】

【……fool. ] In the dark, he was slapped lightly on the face again. 【However, after seeing this kid, I feel... It seems good to have a child. 】

Cheng Shichao was startled, the alarm bells were ringing in his heart, all kinds of speculations came one after another, and finally he managed to hold back a sentence: 【...You you you you want to abandon me? ! ! 】

[Where the hell are you thinking! 】 Chi Yan looked at those eyes that were still as clear as a boy, and stretched out his hand involuntarily.After being together for so many years, the person in front of him still maintains a youthful heart, which is commendable.In fact, it's his favorite place too.

[...I was just thinking, people like us can't experience the happiness of normal people, and also lack a lot of experience.For example, falling in love with a woman, holding a grand wedding, and accepting the blessings of relatives and friends from all walks of life with peace of mind.Another example is waiting outside the waiting room of the hospital, listening to the crying of one's own flesh and blood.Another example is when you get old, watching your children take their juniors home to celebrate the New Year, crowded and crowded at a large table.We can't be husbands, we can't be fathers, we have no children and grandchildren when we are old, and no one cares about us when we die. From the beginning of this road, we know that the end point is just a lonely barren grave.Every time I think of these things, I panic. 】Chi Yan covered the opponent's eyes with one hand, quietly feeling the subtle touch of eyelashes brushing against the palm of his hand when he blinked.He spoke slowly and in a low voice, his voice so soft that it seemed to dissipate after taking a breath.

[...But even so, every time I think of you, I feel, oh, it doesn't matter without these.A person's life is only a few decades, whether it is long or short, some things that I think are important, such as other people's opinions, may not feel important to me after many years.I just want to hold on to those things that are worth holding on to, like——]

He stopped abruptly and was stunned for two seconds, only to realize that the wetness on his palm was not his illusion.He moved his hand away, and saw Cheng Shichao staring at him with tearful eyes in the dark, he looked like a good woman who had just been raped.

Cheng Shichao: [Woooooo so you really love me, I always thought I was hot with a shaved head...]

Chi Yan: [……………]

Cheng Shichao: [Oh baby, I love you too~~! ! ! ] Said a big tear-stained face and leaned over.

Chi Yan pressed his palm against him, and cursed softly: [... Cheng Shichao, you have no fucking heart! ! !Why did I fall in love with you in the first place? !Return my youth! ! ! 】

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When Chi Yan woke up the next morning, he found that the other two people in the room were sleeping soundly.

Jiang Cong has changed from lying on his side to a starfish-shaped sprawl, and the air-conditioning quilt has been messed up by this kid.And Cheng Shichao was sticking tightly to his bedside, holding Chi Yan's left hand in his hand.

Chi Yan looked at this man who had to put his hands in his heart even when he was sleeping, and was a little dazed for a moment, not knowing what expression to make.Being so liked by someone feels so warm that any expression looks a little pale.So he could only choose to bend down, stretch his head over, and press his lips against the other's closed eyelids.

The room was full of morning light, printing the overlapping shadows of the two on the floor.

Chi Yan closed his eyes, his first smile of the day bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

Well...the weather must be fine today.

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【The End】

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The title takes the meaning of "Stealing a Floating Life for Half a Day".