Laughing astray

Xiao Yi was a little stunned, but the soreness in his back told him that he was awake now, and Yan Zihan, who was hugging him and crying silently, was real, and he was a little scared. Seeing that Yan Zihan was trembling, Cong Xiao moved his Adam's apple up and down, "What's wrong?"

Yan Zihan buried his face in the hollow of Cong Xiaoyi's shoulder, tried to take a deep breath, trying to calm down his emotions, for some reason, some previous memories suddenly poured out in his mind in a mess, maybe it was an earlier experience than Cong Xiaoyi's Seeing the pain of losing his parents, Yan Zihan besides feeling sorry for Cong Xiaoyi, the most vulnerable point in his heart was splashed with ripples because of that phone call. "Someday, come and meet my parents with me when you have time."

Cong Xiao shook his hand and took a few seconds to realize what Yan Zihan just said. To be honest, I have been with Yan Zihan for so long, this is the first time I heard Yan Zihan take the initiative to mention his parents. Together until now, Yan Zihan has always been around him, protecting him, and Yan Zihan is with him, but what Yan Zihan said just now suddenly made Cong Xiaoyi realize that now this person lying on him looks like A man who has been wronged is actually fragile and needs him to give him the comfort he can give.

"Okay." Cong Xiao nodded, rubbed his hands along the hair on the back of Yan Zihan's head, and didn't ask any more questions, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Yan Zihan shook his head, "Hold me for a while."

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe I have been sleepy all the time, Cong Xiaoyi hears the TV sound like chanting scriptures, and I can vaguely feel Yan Zihan's heartbeat coming from his chest, Cong Xiaoyi is a little sleepy, Enduring sleepiness, he pushed Yan Zihan who had been lying on his body for a long time, "Go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

"Yeah." Yan Zihan twisted his neck and stood up with his arms propped up. Tudou, who was following him, had already returned to his nest by himself. Yan Zihan rubbed his numb legs and looked at Cong Xiaoyi on the sofa Shaking his legs, he finally burst into tears and laughed, "Is it numb?"

"Ah." Cong Xiaoyi replied, pinching his calf exaggeratedly, "You pressed me for half an hour, like a needle."

"I'll rub it for you." Yan Zihan smiled and squatted in front of Cong Xiaoyi, "Did I scare you just now?"

"I'm not scared." Cong Xiaoyi leaned back and watched Yan Zihan squatting down to rub his legs, "I'm just a little scared."

"Afraid?" Yan Zihan stopped his hands, looked up at Cong Xiaoyi, "Why are you afraid?"

"Because I don't know if it's because of me." Cong Xiao sighed, "I can't tell, but I'm just afraid, wondering if you're unhappy or something bad happened to you, what scares me the most is that I'm afraid that I will help you. Not to you."

Yan Zihan didn't expect Cong Xiao to think this way for a while, and slowly began to pinch his hands subconsciously. He didn't know whether to tell himself or Cong Xiao, "I received a call from Yang Shuo."

When Cong Xiao heard Yang Shuo's name, he still didn't realize it, and even didn't know who Yang Shuo was, but before he had time to think about it, Yan Zihan continued on his own, "His meaning is very clear, It’s useless to continue chemotherapy.”

"Hmm." Cong Xiao nodded, "Is it because of this?"

"Yes." Yan Zihan looked at Cong Xiaoyi, "I suddenly thought of my parents, they disappeared before I had time to prepare, you know that when you spend all your time drawing a picture that you think is the best The painting was washed away by the heavy rain because of negligence, and the feeling of emptiness that left nothing behind, I don’t want to experience this feeling for the second time, but if you are after me, you should also experience this feeling , laugh." Yan Zihan took Cong Xiaoyi's hand, "Are you ready?"

Are you ready?

Cong Xiaoyi lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Zihan holding his hand tightly. Both of them had beautiful hands, slender and fair. Cong Xiaoyi thought it was funny. In such a serious atmosphere, he still thought about it. Suddenly wanted to laugh, of course, Cong Xiaoyi did as he wanted.

He laughed so happily that tears were about to flow.

"I don't know if I'm ready or not. The family relationship I've been avoiding for so long came unexpectedly, accompanied by another unexpected news." Cong Xiaoyi continued to laugh, "But when I'm ready, I have to believe that this is what I want. When I was living my life, someone caught me off guard and told me that it was all temporary, and I didn’t know if I should make this preparation, or maybe I was actually ready.”

Yan Zihan understands what Cong Xiaoyi said, many things will not go as you imagined, such as him, and Cong Xiaoyi.

"Stop talking." Yan Zihan stood up and pulled Cong Xiaoyi up from the sofa with a little force, "I suddenly remembered that there is still a mask in the cabinet, do you want to apply it?"

That topic was like a book whose pages had been turned. Yan Zihan deliberately did not continue, and Cong Xiaoyi deliberately did not continue.

"What mask?" Cong Xiaoyi followed Yan Zihan to the bedroom, "I see that you are so old and have delicate skin and tender flesh, so you also take care of it?"

"So old?" Yan Zihan stopped in his tracks immediately, "Did I hear correctly just now?"

Cong Xiao suddenly realized what he said, and subconsciously covered Yan Zihan's mouth, "You heard it wrong."

Yan Zihan ducked back for a while, and couldn't help laughing, "If you are older, then you must be older."

"Not big." Cong Xiao hugged Yan Zihan's waist with a laugh, "This waistline is beautiful, the skin is good, and you are handsome. Who said you are old?"

"Really?" Yan Zihan raised his eyebrows, "That's why I heard wrong."

"Yeah." Cong Xiao nodded, "Just put on the mask, and go to sleep after applying it."

So it was a wrong decision for two big men to put on a mask in front of the mirror at night, let’s not talk about Cong Xiao. I don’t know if this paper that looks neither thick nor thin has any effect on the face, just sticking it on the face He couldn't bear the discomfort like suffocation. Yan Zihan was okay, maybe he had put on the mask before. It was very natural to see him putting on the mask. The impatient little temper came up and it was an improvement to let the mask stay on his face, "It will take 15 minutes to stick it like this?"

Yan Zihan nodded, looking at the mask on Cong Xiao's face that was wrinkled like toilet paper, he couldn't help but want to laugh, it took him a long time to hold back, he didn't dare to open his mouth, and slowly squeezed out a sentence under the docile mask Come on, "You might as well not be enough."

"It's money from others." Cong Xiaoyi pressed the wet mask paper with his hand, "Who gave it to you? What's wrong with giving this thing?"

"Before I went to the supermarket to buy face cream. The same brand was new. Anyway, it's a gift. Don't waste it." Yan Zihan wanted to raise his eyebrows, but unfortunately, there was a mask paper on his face, and he had to readjust his eyebrows for 5 minutes.

"You really are!" Cong Xiaoyi had no choice but to ignore the things on his face, and opened his mouth wide in surprise, "Why do you like giving gifts so much!"

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels for waiting for the article. There will be another chapter tomorrow afternoon, and two chapters on Thursday. No matter what, I still try my best to continue to code words, Meme Chirp, I love you all.