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Shan Yufei had a long and real dream.

In the dream, Luo Tanshen came back, followed him secretly, and even followed him into a sugar shop, where he replaced his brown sugar ice dumplings.He chased him out, Luo Tanshen stood in the crowd and waited for him.

He finally hugged the person he had been thinking about day and night in his arms again.

Then, he took Luo Tanshen home.He had a cold and a fever, Luo Tan deeply fed him medicine and stewed pear soup with rock sugar.They fell asleep in each other's arms, and when he listened to Luo Tan's deep talk about the experiences of the past two years, his heart ached beyond measure.Luo Tanshen kissed him on the forehead, saying that it was all right, everything was over.

The effect of the medicine made it difficult for him to stay awake, his eyelids closed and opened again, the reality seemed to be mixed with hypocrisy, he didn't want to sleep, he was afraid that when he woke up, he would suddenly be empty around him.

——He has had too many sweet dreams of "Luo Tanshen is back".

But still fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sunlight had leaked in from the open curtains.

He held his forehead, and slowly looked to the side, a chill came to his heart in an instant.

It's really a dream!

The man didn't reply at all...

"woke up?"

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the door, and he looked in surprise, only to see Luo Tanshen in his pajamas, holding a large spoon in his hand.

He closed his eyes hard, shook his head again, and looked towards the door again.

"What's the matter?" Luo Tanshen approached and bent down beside the bed, "Still uncomfortable?"

After finishing speaking, he touched his forehead again like last night, and said to himself: "The fever has subsided."

With a clear sense of touch and real body temperature, he took a long breath and lightly held Luo Tan's empty hand, "I thought it was a dream."

Luo Tan was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly there was a strong heartache in his eyes, and he hugged him quickly, "It's not a dream, it's not a dream, I'm really back. Touch it, I'm here."

"Yeah." He nodded in Luo Tanshen's arms, "Drowsy. You woke up so early?"

"I'll make porridge for you. The doctor said you have to eat light and nutritious food." Luo Tanshen said, "I cooked it in the same pot as last night, so you don't need to trouble Assistant Qin to send it to you."

"it is good."

"By the way, Assistant Qin asked me to watch over you. You don't have to go to the company these days."

"Ah."

"Are you still feeling bad?"

He smiled and shook his head, "Much better."

"Then do you want to sleep a little longer or get up?" Luo Tanshen said, "The porridge will be ready soon, if you sleep a little longer, the porridge will be cold enough to eat."

He lifted the quilt, "I won't sleep anymore."

Luo Tanshen's craftsmanship is poor, and cooking porridge is a delicate job. The finished product looks so-so at first glance, but the taste is much worse than yesterday's.

"How is it?" Luo Tanshen had no self-knowledge, "Is it delicious?"

Shan Yufei scooped one spoonful after another into his mouth, and answered with actions—it was delicious.

Luo Tan looked very happy, "Then I often cook porridge for you, it's very simple."

He smiled, "OK."

The doctor came again in the morning, lamenting that it is good to be young, and after only one night, the recovery is almost complete.

Qin Xuanwen sent all the freshest fruits, and there were many kinds of them. Luo Tanshen selected several squeezed mixed juices, and Shan Yufei watched him from the side, listening to him continue to talk about what happened after he became an arms dealer.

"Aren't you tired from standing?" Luo Tan was a little worried, "The doctor said you're not fully recovered yet."

"Not tired." Shan Yufei always had a smile in his eyes, "I want to see you."

Luo Tan's deep ears immediately warmed up, walked in front of him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and looked at him at a very close distance.

The juicer whirred, overshadowing the echoing heartbeats.

Luo Tan moved closer, wanting to kiss his lips.

This time, he didn't avoid it like last night, he raised his hand to support the back of Luo Tanshen's head, and kissed her tenderly.

Luo Tanshen just cut the fruit and put it in his mouth. At this moment, there was a burst of sweet smell in his mouth, while Shan Yufei drank traditional Chinese medicine not long ago, and there was a faint medicinal smell in his mouth.

Two completely different smells are intertwined with each other, clear and sweet.

When they parted, Luo Tanshen was still unsatisfied, and couldn't help but licked Shan Yufei's chin.

"Luo Hui." Shan Yufei said suddenly.

Luo Tan couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "You know."

"Ah."

"Will you laugh at me?"

"why?"

"Because..." Luo Tan's deep eyelids drooped slightly, "Because I always named it after you. Your name is 'Yu Fei', so when I went to country G to start a business, the company was called 'Fenghuang' , now 'Lone Eagle' helped me change my identity, and I added a '翙' in my name. 'The Phoenix Emperor Yu Fei, Huang Hui Qiyu'—all want to get involved with you."

Light and shadow flowed in Shan Yufei's eyes, "You make these two words beautiful."

Luo Tan deeply understood the meaning.

Ming Shusheng put a vicious curse on his own son, "Yu" is the muddy "silt" that wipes out the water, "Fei" is a dirty worm. 30 years ago, she wanted this unexpected baby to struggle in the mud like an ant and never see the sun for a lifetime.

The first 21 years of Shan Yufei's life were indeed as she wished.

But Luo Tanshen is like a cluster of unexpected light, tearing a crack in his gray world.

When the juice has been squeezed for a long time, if you don't drink it, you will lose its original deliciousness.

Luo Tan thought deeply, struggled out of Shan Yufei's gaze, and poured out the juice, "Have you drank and rested for a while?"

"Ah."

Although the fever subsided, Shan Yufei still felt dizzy after being ill all day, and wanted to find a pillow to lie on for a while.

"Shall I rub it for you?" Luo Tan patted his leg deeply, "Do you want to lie down?"

Shan Yu laughed and leaned over, his temples were immediately covered.

He remembered that Luo Tanshen's hands were well maintained, delicate and smooth, but now they had shallow calluses.

"After all, I am an arms seller. I often deal with mercenaries, and occasionally I need to use a gun." Luo Tan explained while rubbing deeply: "I am very good at marksmanship now, and I can learn from your bodyguards when I have the opportunity."

He felt sleepy from being rubbed, and his reaction was a bit too slow, "Huh?"

Luo Tan liked to look at him so much, so he buried it and kissed his eyes.

The massage fell by the wayside.

"Let me see you." Shan Yufei said.

Luo Tanshen didn't understand, "Haven't you been watching?"

"I want to see your injury."

"I..." Luo Tanshen stood up, hesitated for a while, and then unbuttoned his pajamas, "Actually, it doesn't look very obvious anymore."

Under the pajamas was a flawless body that looked the same as before.

Shan Yufei's eyes became dark and heavy.

Luo Tanshen had already stripped naked, "I've done scar repair. You know, I... I prefer beauty."

Shan Yufei raised his hand, beckoning him to come closer.

He took two steps forward, and his waist was immediately grabbed.

The familiar touch made him hum involuntarily.

"There is still." Shan Yufei's hand wandered on his chest, whispering: "There is still."

"Yeah." He nodded, "But it's not obvious anymore."

Shan Yufei looked at him with pity, and kissed the light scar on his chest.

He supported Shan Yufei's shoulder, his heart beat faster and his head was raised.

"younger brother……"

What responded to him was Shan Yufei's even more passionate kiss.

When he was still rational, he gave Shan Yufei a slight push.

Shan Yufei looked up at him, and that gaze easily stirred his heart.

"I..." He squatted down slowly, putting his hands on Shan Yufei's legs, "I'll help you."

Shan Yufei grabbed his wrist and shook his head.

"But I want to help you." With lust in his eyes, he insisted, "OK?"

"There's no need to do this." Shan Yufei said, "Get up."

"No." His reaction was almost coquettish, he knelt on the ground and put his hands around Shan Yufei's waist, "Brother, how about you?"

Shan Yufei sighed and gently held the back of his neck.

The sun swayed in the room, and the figures were entangled.

Afterwards, Luo Tan lay softly on the bed, his body was covered with red marks, and his eyes were red from crying.

Shan Yufei let him lie on his lap and applied medicine to him, just like ten years ago.

"Does it hurt?" Shan Yufei asked.

He cried so much that he hiccupped just now, but it didn't hurt, it was just that he was possessed again, and his mood was too ups and downs.

Shan Yufei once treated him almost sadistically, which made him feel unbearable pain.But now, Shan Yufei's gentleness has returned, but he feels a little itchy.

"Actually, you can be rough," he whispered.

Shan Yufei leaned over to kiss him, "Why?"

"But not as rough as that time." He added, "I can't bear it."

Shan Yufei naturally knew which time he was talking about.

"You want me to hurt," he said. "You want to burn your mark on me with pain."

Shan Yufei sighed, "You know all about it."

"Ah."

Shan Yufei held him in his arms, "I didn't understand why I always wanted you to hurt, I just vaguely felt that when you hurt, I felt at ease."

He listened quietly.

"I didn't know the reason until I retrieved my memory." Shan Yufei caressed his lover's back, "When I was 20 years old, I never made you hurt. You left me and chose someone else. Subconsciously, I think , make you hurt, you will always remember me—pain is probably more unforgettable than tenderness."

He felt sour in his heart, "You can also make me hurt in the future, just a little less than that time."

Shan Yufei kissed him again, "No, I can't bear it."

"I can stand it."

"Do you still want to run?"

"of course not!"

"You already remember me." Shan Yufei smiled, "How can I still make you hurt?"

After staring at each other for a moment, his heart was so soft that he called out, "Brother."

Shan Yufei frowned, "Master."

He was taken aback, "I am no longer the young master."

He had said this several times the last time we met again.

But at that time Shan Yufei always used "Young Master" to tease him.

It's clearly the same name, but now it sounds like a bit of affection.

He didn't know if he might be wrong.

"It's the young master." Shan Yufei said.

"No." He explained stubbornly: "Only noble and spoiled people are young masters. I am an arms dealer, a big boss..."

"You are." Shan Yufei interrupted, "I dote on you, you are the noble young master."

The author has something to say: After the extra episode is finished, this story is officially over.In the future, maybe I will write about their small theater on Weibo, maybe I will write a new episode here, but I can’t say for sure.Thanks for accompanying me to write here.