[Chailing] I want to fall in love, but my partner always pretends not to understand!

It was the first time for a child to share a room after confessing his love, and as a result, he became even more nervous.

Chase with caregiver syndrome and a racing heart?

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"……hungry."

As soon as the waiter carrying the bathtub stepped out of the threshold, the wooden door creaked and was lightly closed, and then he heard whispers with a slight nasal murmur coming from the inner room, and he was light and dazed.

"Lan Yuan." The voice was a little louder this time, and he seemed to have turned over, which caused the rustling sound caused by the friction of the quilt fabric.

"Lan Yuan, I'm hungry."

Jin Ling rubbed his head and tore himself off the soft pillow.His stomach was sour, and his mouth was still a little bitter. He heard the sound of a watchdog outside, and only later did he realize that he had missed dinner for a long time.

It's strange not to be hungry.

He put his hand on his stomach and rubbed it with a frown.Although the only piece of sweet cake and a small berry that I ate in the afternoon had been digested long ago, my stomach was empty, and the original sweetness turned into sourness and bitterness. Waking up is even more uncomfortable.

Actually fell asleep, and slept for nearly an hour or two, in the dark.

"Blue Wish?"

After waiting for a while and still not seeing anyone, Jin Ling was a little impatient, so he purposely raised his voice to call.The hearing that just woke up is not very sensitive, I can only feel the friction sound of dragging heavy objects in the outer room, and there are faint footsteps gradually approaching.

He saw the figure in the snow-colored toga appear on the side of the blackout curtain in the inner room, and his footsteps were a little hurried.

"A Ling? What's the matter?" Lan Sizhui stretched out his hand and pushed aside the curtain, his voice sounded a little dazed, his body seemed to be covered with moisture, and a strand of hair was attached to his forehead.

He took off his outer robe, tied up the sleeves of his inner shirt, and kept fiddling with the hot water in the tub.Perhaps the voice was too loud, and the person who originally thought about waking up to wash up after tidying up had already woken up by himself.

Jin Ling hugged the quilt and nestled in the couch, with his right hand resting on his upper abdomen, his throat was dry, but his eyes were wet.He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, his voice was hoarse when he woke up: "Is there any water?"

"........."

The small cup he took in his hand was warm and warm, but it was not hot in the mouth, which melted the bitterness in his mouth, and the slight burning sensation in his stomach dissipated at this moment.

Jin Ling looked at the bottom of the cup, it was so clean that there was not even a trace of tea stem.

With a thought in his heart, he raised his head and glanced quietly, only to see Lan Sizhui pouring water back and forth between the cups for him, the transparent greenish tea flowing from the rim of one cup into another small cup, forming a beautiful arc Line, dense out the excess heat.

Xu Shi's gaze on his hands was too obvious, Lan Sizhui looked at the person who was still subconsciously sipping the empty teacup, his hands kept moving, and he warmed up another glass of water.

He smiled and asked, "A Ling, do you want more?"

"Well, well... I want it."

Lan Sizhui looked at him a little awkwardly, he spread his five fingers and didn't know whether to push his face or to cover his own, Xing Shi asked, "I, I called you so many times just now, didn't you hear me?"

The yawn that just woke up couldn't stop, and the second half of the sentence was in the breath, without the arrogant blame, it sounded full of shame and annoyance.

His face was a little hot, but his thoughts seemed to be blocked, so he could only follow his instincts and say what he said.

The night is already deep, and the moon is already in the sky outside the window.

"A Ling, it's very late, I can't sleep because I drank too much tea." Jin Ling watched Lan Sizhui take away the cup in his hand, put his boots on the pedals for him, and persuaded him to get out of bed: "Take a bath first, the water has been put away."

As he said that, he pushed away the quilt that was stacked on the side, and reached out to hold his ankle hanging under the bed.

"You, let go, I will do it myself."

He was completely awakened by this shock, and the dizziness from his drowsiness disappeared without a trace.

Jin Ling shrank his calves, managed to snatch his boots from Lan Sizhui's hand, and hastily put them on.

The long socks were wrinkled and twisted in the boot shaft, regardless of the uncomfortable separation, Sa Yazi ran behind the screen.

Then, with a "wow", he pulled up the wooden edge of the screen, as if he was covering some scourge, and the seams were so tight that nothing was exposed.Being taken care of like this all of a sudden, Jin Ling felt awkward.

"I'm awake."

"You wait here, I'll call you after washing."

"........."

"I don't need your help!" The person behind the screen seemed to be choked to death, his voice was indistinct and he gritted his teeth: "I'm serious."

He talked a lot on his own, but he didn't see Lan Sizhui's response for a long time, and he didn't know whether to be thankful or flustered for a while, and felt anxious like scratching.Jin Ling moved closer to the gap between the screens and softly called out: "Lan Yuan? Are you still listening?"

"Ah."

Lan Sizhui was sitting at the small table in the outer room less than three meters away from the screen, and immediately answered him when he heard the words.There was a hint of a smile in those words, very gentle, especially soft under the fumigation of shaking candles and warm steam.

But the heart of the person who poked for no reason jumped wildly.

"Oh, oh...I see."

Lan Sizhui's voice was too close, as if it had penetrated the wooden boards of the screen, and was right in front of him.Jin Ling held onto the edge of the bucket with his hands, and curled up a bit from the steam in the bucket.

If you don't wash it, the water will be cold.

The clothes he was wearing were very thin, and when he just got up from the quilt, he only had a middle coat on his body, and it wasn't his own, Jin Ling felt a bit self-defeating when he took it off.In the end, he threw the cloud-patterned snowsuit that had been worn for a day and hung it high on the top of the screen with a sound of venting his anger.

He didn't even notice it himself, and this move was really a bit thought-provoking.

In the snow, the clothes flew up like a butterfly, and a large section of clothes was gently draped outside, just so abruptly exposed to Lan Sizhui's sight.

That's his undershirt.

But he wore it next to his beloved's body for a whole day, rubbing against his skin and brushing against his flesh and blood.

Lan Sizhui suddenly felt that he couldn't sit still anymore, he curled up his palms and pressed them against the tips of his knees.His right hand brushed the cuff of the inner jacket, where there was a faint cloud embroidery of dark patterns, exactly the same as the one that was abandoned on the top of the screen.

Suddenly there was the sound of water in the room, he was slightly startled, and looked up, only to find a hazy silhouette printed on the wooden board of the screen.

Blurry but "clear".

In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the barrel.

In the flickering flickering flickering of the candle, Lan Sizhui stood up abruptly, turned away abruptly, and lowered his head.

It was probably because he was afraid that Jin Ling would lose his sight and slip and fall, so he lit too many candles by the tub.The screens in the hostel are simple and can't block the light, so it all sees through to the other side.

It was a problem he set for himself.

Lan Sizhui didn't know when he started pacing around the table, and he didn't know how many times he walked around the table before he stopped.He thought, maybe he should go and look at the porridge cooked for Jin Ling in the small kitchen first, it's time to fiddle with it and put in the lotus heart.

"A Ling, I'll go out for a while and I'll be right back. Okay?"

"........."

The voice from that side was very small, almost an indistinguishable "hmm", but it was mixed with the steam of hot water, and a low sigh of relaxation from the whole body.

Originally hesitating, Lan Sizhui was stunned for a moment when he heard this sound, then turned around and gently opened the door, and walked out.

He was afraid that he would say something rashly again.

He thought that now that he had said it, he would no longer feel guilty, and could take care of Jin Ling without any grievances.Unexpectedly, on the contrary, it was because they had "spoken", those ordinary actions, every sigh, and every gesture seemed so deliberate and abrupt in his eyes, which stirred his heartstrings and made him unable to calm down for a long time.

He can't stay in this room any longer, Lan Sizhui said silently in his heart.

That would make him lose his composure and step into the abyss.

…………

However, the person who is bored in the bathtub will not know all of this.

Jin Ling stepped into the water, quickly turned over and submerged himself in the hot water. The warmth warmed his skin under the spring cold, and he squinted his eyes in comfort.

He quietly submerged his head in the water bit by bit, the soft warm water covered his chin, nose and mouth, only revealing a pair of bright eyes.

Then, he closed his eyes, sank into the water to cover himself, and hid his whole body in the bathtub.

His whole body was in chaos, his mind just waking up couldn't stand such intense wild thinking, and it seemed that he had been drowsy from the confessions soaked in love long before he fell asleep, rising up in the depths. There was a miasma of smoke.

In the darkness with his eyes closed, he heard the muffled sound of water beside his ears, the sound of "gudong gudong" sounded like the beating rhythm of his heart.He was in embarrassment and heart palpitations. He seemed to have tasted all the sweetness and bitterness in an instant. He secretly pinched his own tiger's mouth, forcing himself to clear his mind, but his cheeks were hot in the end, and he couldn't help but secretly kicked him. The edge of the tub.

He didn't dare to use too much force, and made some weird and huge "boom" sounds, which aroused the suspicion of people outside.So, he put his heel against the bottom of the bucket, and just tapped the wall of the bucket with his toe, spinning out a small water wave.

This kick was really aggrieved.

Jin Ling raised his body slightly, and heard the sound of water running beside him.He lay on his back in the barrel, leaning against the hard wood but soft surface of the barrel wall, staring at the somewhat dark ceiling with his eyes open.The hot water wrapped the body, the stretched legs gradually relaxed, the bones and joints softened, and the breathing was no longer so sluggish.

As a result, the mind that had been closed for a long time was also stiff and slow, but he couldn't restrain his thoughts.

He slightly stretched his brows and eyes, watching the night coming in from the window in the orange halo of the candlelight, he was in a daze for a long time.

Perhaps he never thought that Lan Sizhui would express those feelings to him so directly, and he never even imagined that they would really get so close, so even though it had been a long time, it was so long until he woke up. Come on, he still feels that all this is just like a dream.

Everything today is like a fantasy dream, but it is far more real than the dream, making my heart palpitate.

With a creak, Jin Ling suddenly heard the door of this house being opened again, footsteps came out, and the door closed with a crisp "click".

The room fell into silence, only the candle flame flickered from time to time and the wick beeped.

His thoughts were interrupted, he turned around, raised his arms on the barrel, as if he wanted to see the outside scene through the narrow gap.

What is Lan Yuan going out to do again?

"This man is really..."

The four words "whatever you want" were stuck in your throat before you could spit them out.

Jin Ling suddenly thought that when he buried his head in the water just now, he seemed to vaguely hear Lan Si asking him something, the words were cut off by the current, and they all floated above the water surface.He could hear it vaguely, and thought that it was probably a question of whether it was good or not, and he didn't think much about it, so he casually answered "Yes."

Suddenly heat rushed to his cheeks, recalling that earlier today, after the phrase "Xinyue", he seemed to have said such a muffled "hmm".It's just that, with his head buried in his neck and embraced in his arms, he said it silently.

His heart was burning so badly, Jin Ling clasped his arms tightly, folded his hands, his fingertips were trembling in the water.

He knew that there would be no more uneasy confirmations and temptations after that.

He likes Lan Yuan.

And Lan Yuan... also likes him.

Finally got it.

Also finally clear.

that is really good.

Jin Ling raised his hand to touch the corner of his own lips, where he kissed Lan SiZhui's lips at that time.

Today, this touch is still clearly discernible.

That night when he was drunk, he also got a kiss, which fell on his forehead, full of soothing meaning, but far less exciting than today's.

Very soft and a little hot.

Embarrassed and panicked, Jin Ling suddenly covered his eyes, but his eyes were filled with water, sour and swollen, and some tears came out.

Really, not good.

He should stop thinking about it.But the brain didn't listen to his commands, it just printed those scenes in front of his eyes over and over again, and repeated those words in his ears over and over again.

He felt that enough was too much, and it was a pity that there was too little.

A little greedy.

…………

The temperature of the water was cooling down little by little, and Jin Ling had been sitting in a daze for an unknown amount of time, but when he finally realized that the water in the bucket was no longer steaming, the soles of his feet felt a little numb.

He stood up with the edge, the tail of his hair was full of water, it was a bit heavy, if it wasn't for the tight grip in his hands, he would have staggered and fell backwards at this moment.

Feet are really numb.

It was as if a small needle had pierced the skin little by little, spreading from the heel to the calf. Although it wasn't painful, it couldn't be exerted.

Jin Ling had no choice but to stay in the water numb for a while, and when the soreness passed, he finally stepped out of the bathtub to reach the long cloth towel on the small table inside.

As soon as he stepped on the ground with his bare feet, he felt a strange touch under his feet.Looking down, the soft touch under the sole of the foot is actually a large piece of slightly damp light-colored cloth towel, stepping on it firmly, the excess water stains have been absorbed, and it will not slip on the ground no matter what.

It was obvious that Lan Sizhui deliberately placed it near the edge of the tub.

Jin Ling pulled the big white dry cloth on the small table, and wrapped himself tightly from head to tail, leaving only a pair of eyes shining brightly in the candlelight.

If Lan Yuan is allowed to continue to take care of him like this, he is afraid that he will be completely reduced to a "disabled person" soon.

The night outside had completely fallen, and Jin Ling looked at the bright moon outside the window through the cracks in the bamboo blinds through the smoky water vapor and the shadows of the lights.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the blown cool wind stirred up the candlelight, and the curtains fluttered.

Lan Si chased back.

Jin Ling hurriedly grabbed a long robe, put it on, tied the belt, and ran back to the couch with bare feet.

Before he could sneak into the gauze curtain of the inner room, he was stopped by Lan Sizhui.

"A Ling, why don't you wear shoes?"

Jin Ling didn't dare to look back into the man's eyes, and lowered his head guiltily, grasping the folds of the curtain with both hands, letting his feet be covered with a pair of soft-soled short cloth shoes.

The result of stepping on the ground with bare feet is that the soles of the feet, which had been warmed by hot water before, were chilled by the spring cold, and the toes were curled up with red toes, and the ankles were held by the hands and put into the cloth shoes, which were soft and warm.

Lan Sizhui stood up, his tone was still clear, but there was some helpless accusation: "The shoes are next to the screen, the weather is still cold, don't run around barefoot like a child, you will catch cold."

In a moment of impatience, he said so.

Jin Ling suddenly came to his senses. He rubbed his fingertips, and became a little annoyed: "Who do you call a child?"

Lan Yuan dares this person!

But why did he feel a little sour in his heart?

In his own opinion, this was a sharp and harsh reprimand, but he had just taken a bath and soaked in water for a long time, his whole body was suffused with water, and his eyes were swollen and red because of the water falling into it. It looks wet and fierce like a little rabbit in a hurry.

Lan Sizhui originally wanted to mention this bad habit again, but he almost laughed out loud at this outburst, and had the urge to tease him.

"Then Ah Ling is not a child, hurry up and put on socks on the bed." He raised his hand to straighten Jin Ling's wet forehead hair, and said with a smile.

With Jin Ling rubbing his head and being looked at by such a pair of smiling eyes, the anger of being called a "child" had nowhere to vent, and finally turned into a thin blush at the corners of his eyes and the tips of his ears.

Feeling aggrieved, he murmured: "...I don't know where you put your shoes."

Lan Sizhui coughed lightly, and seemed to realize that the problem seemed to come from himself.He pushed Jin Ling's shoulder, motioning for him to walk to the side of the couch with him, and picked up the pair of white socks from the quilt folded at the end of the bed.

"You sit and wear it first, and I'll get you porridge."

Jin Ling's ears were a little itchy, so he raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, sat down on the soft quilt, picked up the socks beside him, put his feet on them, and put them on.He felt that his toes were pinned, and he took a closer look and found that he had reversed his left and right sides.

When Lan Sizhui came back from the outer room with a small cup of sweet porridge, what he saw was that he was holding a sock in one hand, with his calves turned upside down and then put on his feet.Afterwards, he had to tug and tug, seeing that the sock tube was flattened, so he sat up cross-legged in satisfaction.

"It's not hot anymore, drink it." He handed the spoon to Jin Ling's hand, lifted the lid of the small cup, and the sweetness of red beans and lotus seeds filled the air.

Jin Ling saw that the porridge soup was quite thick, with a few beige beads on the reddish-brown surface.He stared at Lan Sizhui's embarrassed expression and was silent for a while, then smiled suddenly: "I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

"You said you were hungry, so I... I only know this."

Not to mention, this sweet taste really aroused the hunger that had subsided in his stomach. Jin Ling gently stirred the small cup with a small sweet white porcelain spoon, and scooped out some mixed grains, which were all crushed. The cooked ones exploded.

"What is this?" He swallowed, besides the red beans and lotus seeds, there is also a kind of white "rice" that he doesn't know, it's not really bad, but it's a bit harsh.If it is mixed with soft glutinous lotus seeds, it will not only be inedible, but also mixed with a little fried aroma.

"Oix. I only made this in Yunshen. I'm afraid you won't be used to it. Add more lotus seeds and sugar." Lan Sizhui answered cautiously, seeing the person in front of him drink most of it without changing his face, and finally let go in one breath.

The food that the Lan family ate was really not something he could bear, Jin Ling secretly slandered him.Fortunately, Lan Yuan added something else to him, otherwise, no matter how hungry he was, he would not want to eat that strange-tasting rice.

After a small cup of food, although it can't be said to be full, the stomach that has been empty for a long time is warmed up.In addition, he had just taken a bath, and his whole body was so warm and lazy that he felt sleepy.But some time ago, he had been lying down for a long time, and he couldn't fall asleep even if he closed his eyes for a while.

He hugged the pillow to watch Lan Sizhui put away the spoon, and turned his side to him, the corner of his mouth was a little red.

Seems a little swollen?

It's like being burned by something, such a small piece, it's not too obvious if you don't look closely.

Jin Ling licked the corner of his mouth, and a hint of the sweet aroma of lotus seed porridge slid down his throat.

"Did you do it on purpose? Burn your own mouth for me to tell me that you did it yourself?"

When he drank it, it was warm and hot, neither cold nor hot, that fool would not try it himself?

Well, it always doesn't matter now anyway.

No matter how deliberately you think about it in your heart, people can't help but join in.

Jin Ling stretched out his hand to touch that red lower lip, and brushed his cool fingertips over it.He blinked, and decided that it would be better to give her a kiss.