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"Dad!" A loud yell came from the direction of the bathroom, "Help me get the bath liquid!"

Lin Haocheng turned around and said to the phone: "Wait a moment."

Yan Xiao heard Zhao Fan's voice clearly, and realized that the other party was taking a bath, and there was no bath liquid in the bathroom.

On the one hand, he felt that his call was not at the right time, and on the other hand, he felt that it was strange for Lin Haocheng to help Zhaofan answer the phone—at least at home, Yan Ce never answered the phone for him. If the ringtone was really annoying, Yan Ce would Hang up the phone directly.

There was a rustling sound from the receiver, and Lin Haocheng must have been rummaging in his plastic pocket.

Yan Xiao was not sure whether to hang up or continue to wait, and then heard Zhaofan howl with his voice open: "Dad! Bath liquid!"

Perhaps because of the phone, Zhao Fan's voice sounded different from usual.

And why did you call "Dad"?Yan Xiao thought, didn't he call "Brother Hao" last time?

"Wait, I'm looking for it." Lin Haocheng said, "I don't have it in my pocket."

"Why not?" Zhaofan was anxious, "I stuffed it all in my pocket."

"Then you find it yourself." Lin Haocheng simply picked up his pocket and walked to the bathroom.Yan Xiao first heard footsteps, and then the sliding door was pushed open.

Immediately, he opened his eyes wide, feeling a hazy heat rushing towards his face.

As soon as he thought of Zhao Fan standing naked in that cloud of heat that he couldn't see clearly, he felt the blood rushing through his body, making his mouth dry.

"Isn't this?" Zhao Fan took away the unopened bath liquid, "You can't even see such a big bottle."

"I can't tell the difference between bottles and cans," Lin Haocheng said.

The sound of water in the bathroom was loud, and the voices of the two became a little blurred.Yan Xiao subconsciously clenched the phone, trying to hear Zhaofan's voice more clearly.

Zhaofan didn't seem to notice that Lin Haocheng was holding his mobile phone, and rushed people away, "I'm closing the door."

"It's none of your business." Lin Haocheng said.

The sliding door was closed, and the sound of the water was cut off.

Yan Xiao immediately cleared his throat.

"Zhaofan is taking a bath." Lin Haocheng's voice was steady and deep like that of a middle-aged man, "Are you his classmate? I see his phone keeps ringing, so I'll answer it for him."

"Well, hello." Thinking of Zhaofan's father on the opposite side, Yan Xiao became a little nervous, his heart was hanging, and he didn't know what to say.

Lin Haocheng didn't speak immediately, and paused for about three seconds before saying, "Are you the classmate who quarreled with Zhaofan?"

Yan Xiao was startled and took a quick breath.

The sound of breathing was very obvious in the receiver, and Lin Haocheng understood it as soon as he heard it, and said with a smile: "I'll ask Zhaofan to call you later, he sometimes speaks very aggressively, but his heart is not bad."

Lin Haocheng in Yan Xiao's imagination was an unsmiling tough man, and he was suddenly stunned by the other party's gentle confession.

"He takes a shower quickly and will come out in a while." Lin Haocheng said, "That's it, I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the call, Yan Xiao stared at the phone, and it took him a long time to realize that he was talking to Zhao Fan's father.

"Fuck!" He brushed his hair and put his right hand on his heart, where it was dancing happily.

Zhaofan came out of the bathroom wearing short-sleeved shorts, with heat steaming behind his back, and said while wiping his hair, "Brother Hao, I put the bath liquid in it this time, you can't throw it away."

The bath liquid was bought in the supermarket just now, and it smells like rose essential oil.

Lin Haocheng lived a rough life and used soap for half his life.Zhao Fan used soap with him when he was a child, but after he entered adolescence, he became more particular about it. He must use body soap when taking a bath, and buy various scents. Every time he goes home and goes to the supermarket, the first thing he does is to buy body soap and shampoo.

"I don't call you Dad anymore." Lin Haocheng rolled his eyes at him, "It was so loud just now."

"That's what I want from you." Zhao Fan leaned back on the sofa as he said that, the heat scorched Lin Haocheng all over.

"It's not a girl who makes such a fragrance." Lin Haocheng asked, "What kind of fragrance did you buy this time?"

"Rose!"

"Rose?"

Zhaofan felt the contempt from his father, and when he thought about it, he also realized that he had done something embarrassing.

When he was picking out bath lotion in the supermarket, he originally wanted to buy a lemon scented bath lotion, but when he saw a bottle of rose-flavored bath lotion, he accidentally put it in the cart.

Now that I think about it, I realize that it seems to be because of the rose tattoo that Yan Xiao put on.

"Fuck!" He touched the side of his neck, suddenly embarrassed.

"Swearing again?" Lin Haocheng sighed, he didn't bother to talk about him, and pointed to the mobile phone on the coffee table, "Your classmate called, I said you were taking a shower, and you dialed it back after you wiped your hair."

"Which classmate?"

"The one to explain to you."

Zhao Fan immediately took the phone, and when he saw it, it was indeed Yan Xiao.

"Don't be so arrogant, classmates and brothers are equal, and others have no obligation to accommodate you." Lin Haocheng said.

Zhaofan grimaced, "What about you?"

"What am I?"

"Are you accommodating me?"

"I'm your father, of course I accommodate you."

Zhaofan exaggeratedly shook his goosebumps, and ran into the bedroom with his mobile phone.

Yan Xiao was still doing mental training, and the phone vibrated.

He didn't expect Zhaofan to call so soon, and he hesitated when he picked it up.

"You just looked for me?" Zhaofan asked briskly, knowingly, "What's the matter?"

Yan Xiao took a deep breath, and pressed his right hand into a fist hard on his heart—as if this could make the heart beat less fast, "You were taking a shower just now?"

This is nonsense, Yan Xiao himself knows it, but he has to say it, because he doesn't know what else he can use as a preface without a nonsense first.

"Yeah." Zhao Fan was actually not relaxed, he wiped his index finger under his nose twice, and listened to the movement on his phone with pointed ears.

"I want to apologize to you for that incident." Yan Xiao leaned against the wall and forced himself to calm down, "I also want to explain to you."

Zhaofan nodded, realizing that Yan Xiao couldn't see it before making a sound, "Yes."

This leaves a gap in the conversation.

The blankness made Yan Xiao uneasy, like an invisible force of gravity, dragging down the breath that was lifted up.

"It's my fault, I should have told you earlier." Yan Xiao said: "That time in the electronic reading room, I knew that you were that...that reader in the forum."

Zhaofan listened silently, and at some point, his fingers began to touch the side of the neck where the tattoo had been pasted.

No response was received, so Yan Xiao could only continue to say: "Before I knew you read my novels, I thought I could chat with you very well. I should be very happy to find that you read my novels, but, But we were a little unhappy before, and I can't say it for a while. I thought I'd tell you when I got to know each other better in the future, but the more we procrastinated, the more I couldn't say it."

"Because I laughed at you as a primary school student?" Zhao Fan finally asked.

Yan Xiao paused, smiled wryly, "Not exactly."

"What's inside..." Zhao Fan said, "Actually, you can write well, really."

Yan Xiao sighed, "Are you comforting me?"

"No, I just owe it to you. If you don't have the conditions to create the conditions, you will suffer a loss. If you really can't write well, I won't read it at all." Zhao Fan stopped here for two seconds, and then said: "Although The resemblance between Zhan Feihua and me is also one of the reasons."

"Sorry." Yan Xiao had to apologize again, "I didn't discuss it with you, and I took you as a prototype without permission."

"You really should know me." Zhao Fan collapsed on the mat, staring at the ceiling, "I'm quite happy to be used as a prototype, especially such a handsome character. But you and Shen Xun kept me in the dark, I I'm not happy."

"Well, I know." Yan Xiao's voice was very soft.

Zhaofan couldn't be fierce anymore.

At the end of the day, the anger had almost receded, and what was waiting was Yan Xiao's apology and explanation, but now that the wait came, the last bit of irritability dissipated.

Zhaofan took a deep breath and said generously, "That's fine, this matter is over."

Yan Xiao didn't feel relaxed, even a little bit lost.

Zhaofan forgives too easily, which is of course due to his personality, but when he thinks about it deeply, it is also because he doesn't care so much.

To Zhaofan, he is still just a buddy.

My buddy made a mistake, but if I make it clear, I can continue to be a buddy.

But what he wants is not to be buddies with Zhaofan.

He would rather Zhaofan pester him unreasonably.

Because only in this way, he is special.

Only in this way can he have a reason to go to Zhoucheng to find Zhaofan.

"You're not angry anymore." He panicked in his heart, and asked again tentatively.

"Didn't you apologize and explain?" Zhaofan straightened his waist and rolled up from the bed nimbly, "Wouldn't it be too stingy for me to get angry again?"

Yan Xiao squinted at the night outside the window, feeling the coolness of the summer night wind for the first time.

"And Brother Hao just told me not to mess with you." Zhao Fan said: "I also reflected on it today, it was too unreasonable yesterday. How is your chest? I saw you hit the edge of the table up."

Yan Xiao felt sore in his heart, "It's okay, I just knocked it, don't take it to heart. If someone lied to me, I might kick it harder than you."

After all, he failed to follow Shen Xun's instructions to tell Zhaofan about his injury, and he couldn't say it, because he didn't want Zhaofan to feel guilty.

"That's good!" Zhao Fan couldn't hear the emotion hidden in his tone, "Then I also apologize to you. It's one thing for you to not be hurt, but another thing for me to kick you. I'm sorry, bro. , don't hold grudges."

Yan Xiao shook his head, "No."

After being quiet for a while, Zhaofan smiled and said, "Hey, why do I feel that you are actually quite accommodating to me?"

Yan Xiao didn't understand the nonsensical words, "Huh?"

"Just now, didn't Brother Hao tell me not to mess with you? He said that we brothers and classmates are all equal, and no one should accommodate me." Zhao Fan said: "But I think you are quite accommodating to me. Don’t get angry if you kick it.”

Yan Xiao's chest softened, thinking it was because I like you.

"Like my dad." Zhao Fan said.

Yan Xiao's newly brewed romantic mood seemed to be washed away by a tsunami, "Your father?"

"Brother Hao said that only those who are fathers will accommodate their sons." Zhao Fan smiled, "Brother Xiao, don't treat me like a son, or your life will be shortened."

Yan Xiao couldn't laugh or cry, sighed again, and his head started to hurt noisily again.

"By the way." Zhao Fan asked, "Your first few novels were about your brother, right? Just some domineering president."

"Well, it's him."

"Then does he know?"

"I know now."

"That is to say, you also wrote behind his back at first?"

Yan Xiao thought about it, "Yes, he found out later."

"Then I'm mentally balanced." Zhao Fan patted his chest comfortably, "It's over, let's get over it, don't even think about it. Will you come back next summer? I'll entertain you."

Yan Xiao was even more disappointed, "Next year?"

"Aren't I at home?" Zhao Fan stayed in the bedroom he was used to, very comfortable, "Brother Hao finally got a vacation, I have to accompany him, and go back after school starts. Don't you also start school by then? "

Yan Xiao had no choice but to respond: "Well, I'm starting school too."

He wanted to say something else, but Zhao Fan hung up the phone in a hurry, "I heard Brother Hao cutting watermelon. I have nothing else to say, so I'll hang up first. The watermelon here is very sweet."

"I..." He forced a smile, "Okay, goodbye."

The mechanical sound of the call being terminated came from the receiver, and he lowered his arms, the light in his eyes was half-bright.

The misunderstanding was easily eliminated, and he lost the reason to go to Zhoucheng to meet Zhaofan.