i see your calling

Lian Yan felt that the few ounces of wine seemed to be burning down her throat, all the way to her heart, and she forcibly heard Shen Pingge's words as a kind of protective feeling - a little novel.

Shen Pingge didn't say any more, and kept chatting with them, but Lian Yan didn't quite understand, and it happened that the dessert had arrived, so he ate peacefully on the sidelines.

There was a lot of wine, Shen Pingge only drank a few glasses, Lian Yan was really bored and drowsy after eating.

Suddenly someone whispered in his ear: "Lian Yan?"

Lian Yan woke up in a daze, and saw Shen Pingge.

"It's almost ten o'clock, and the rain seems to be getting heavier. Are your parents back?" Shen Pingge asked him in a low voice.

Lian Yan rubbed her eyes, sat up straight, tried to call Xu Mei, but Xu Mei hung up directly, and when she called again, the phone was already turned off, which was a bit unusual, Lian Yan said to Shen Ping Greg shook his head.

"Then you can only go back with me first, don't delay tomorrow's class."

Shen Pingge stood up, and Lian Yan hurriedly followed.

The hustle and bustle of the bar was far away, Lian Yan was dizzy, the two took a taxi back to the villa, suddenly a thunder fell outside on the road, brightly illuminating the world, and then exploded with a bang, Lian Yan was thrown violently Shiver.

In the back seat of the taxi, Lian Yan hugged her knees and curled up, trembling uncontrollably, her face buried deeply, Shen Pingge frowned, got closer, and whispered: "Afraid?"

Lian Yan only showed black hair and the back of his fair neck, and he nodded barely visible.

After nodding, there were two more thunderclaps, as loud as to burst eardrums, Lian Yan trembled violently again, and the driver was cursing in front: "What's the weather?"

—— Lian Yan was afraid of thunder, he was afraid of thunder when he was a child, but he didn't remember why he was afraid.

He couldn't control the fear in his heart, covered his face and cried, choked up, and a strong sense of insecurity wrapped him up, as if there was an abyss underneath, weightlessness and swallowing made him chill.

The car stopped, and it didn't know when it had arrived, Shen Pingge's voice was closer.

"Why are you still crying?"

As soon as the words fell, Lian Yan hugged him tightly, hugged him tightly, and arched into his arms in fear, uttering a useless monosyllable, Shen Pingge gently patted his back to appease his fear .

"Let's get out of the car first, shall we?"

Lian Yan shook her head vigorously.

No, no, I don't want to go down.

"Lian Yan," Shen Pingge said, "I'm with you, I'm here."

The thunder stopped, maybe it was still gathering momentum, and there was only the majestic rain. Suddenly, the back of the neck was rubbed, as if stroking a frightened cub.

Lian Yan gradually calmed down.

Shen Pingge got out of the car first, opened the umbrella, and then went to Lian Yan's side and opened the door, holding Lian Yan's hand, Lian Yan almost threw himself on him, looking extremely pitiful.

The lights in the villa were turned on, and the umbrella was thrown at the door, Lian Yancai seemed to escape from a nightmare, covered in cold sweat, Shen Pingge leaned down to his wife, looked at him, "It seems that he is really scared."

"..." Lian Yan stared at him blankly, her eyes looked extremely fragile.

"Don't take a shower anymore, I'll go find you a suit and make it right for now," Shen Pingge said, "Do you mind sleeping in my room? If so, I'll clean up the guest room for you."

Lian Yan shook her head.

He hadn't recovered from the thunder just now, all his answers were based on instinct, he didn't even remember how he walked up the stairs, put on the pajamas Shen Pingge gave him, and lay on the bed in the dark.

It was still raining outside, Lian Yan stared at the rain outside as if tormenting herself, for fear of sudden thunder, Shen Pingge opened the door and walked in, holding a thin blanket in his hand, Lian Yan sat up and looked at him.

"I'll just sleep on the sofa next to me." Shen Pingge took off his slippers, and walked barefoot on the wooden floor, with a soft blanket spread on the sofa, "Go to sleep."

After not listening to Lian Yan's response for a while, Shen Pingge raised his eyes and asked.

"Still scared?"

Lian Yan was silent.

Suddenly Shen Pingge walked over, sat down by the bed, and stretched out his hand, "What do you want to say?"

After a while, Lian Yan picked up his hand and wrote slowly with the other hand.

I write very slowly, word by word.

-Can you……

Can something be done?Shen Pingge thought.

Lian Yan curled up her hands, and seemed to muster up a lot of courage before continuing to write.

- sleep with me.

·

Shen Pingge was a little surprised by Lian Yan's initiative to invite, and he was speechless, but Lian Yan thought he was bored, and hurriedly wanted to explain, writing in a mess.

-I am afraid.

- no, alone.

Since Shen Pingge was six or seven years old, he hadn't slept in the same bed with others, but Lian Yan's performance in the taxi was so distressing, he asked this question almost tentatively, Shen Pingge Through the dim light of the street lamps outside, he vaguely saw Lian Yan's wet eyes.

He really couldn't say anything to say no.

He thought, what is he being hypocritical about, isn't it just two men sleeping in the same bed, what's the whole point of doing this?

"Well," Shen Pingge said, "then you can move a seat for me?"

In fact, Lian Yan has hardly ever slept in the same bed as anyone else. When it rained and thundered earlier, he often chose to shrink in the corner of the closet, hugging himself tightly. This posture gave him a great feeling. sense of security.

But it's funny, Shen Pingge's wardrobe is not the one at home, there are drawers underneath, he can't hide himself properly.

The two were lying on the bed, Shen Pingge didn't feel sleepy for a moment, he turned sideways and asked Lian Yan: "Want to chat?"

Lian Yan then took his hand.

Shen Pingge's finger joints were distinct, and the warm feeling, this "I am" feeling made Lian Yan's tense body finally relax a bit.

-do you live alone?

"No, my dad and I," Shen Pingge thought for a while, and said, "My mom doesn't live with us."

Lian Yan understood, and for a moment thought that she had encountered Shen Pingge's sadness, hesitated for a while, and then continued to write: Why is uncle not at home?

This time Shen Pingge didn't answer right away, after being quiet for too long, Lian Yan thought he had fallen asleep, and just as he let go of Shen Pingge's hand, he heard him say something.

"My dad doesn't like me."

Lian Yan subconsciously wanted to talk to him.

My mother doesn't like me either.

This feeling of sympathy made Lian Yan strongly want to get close to him. Just as he was about to grab Shen Pingge's hand, suddenly a thunder struck, and Lian Yan screamed in fright, hoarse and ugly, trembling all over, and brought the bed They all trembled.

He grasped Shen Pingge's hand tightly, shrank towards Shen Pingge in fear, Shen Pingge comforted and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shen Pingge is not good at comforting people, so he could only use the simplest method, hugged Lian Yan, patted Lian Yan's back lightly - he found that this person was really too thin, as if he used a little more force It will be the same.

"Okay," Shen Pingge coaxed him, "Come closer to me, and you won't be afraid if you get closer."

Lian Yan was really scared, he leaned towards Shen Pingge and curled himself up.

There was a burst of thunder outside, Lian Yan kept her body stiff, that fear and coldness kept grabbing his heart.

At this time, Shen Pingge became his only protection in this big world - even though he was only two or three years old.

When the thunder stopped and the rain subsided, Lian Yan's body and mind, which had been stiff for a long time, finally relaxed, and great fatigue surged up. He heard Shen Pingge's long breathing, and only then did he realize that Shen Pingge had fallen asleep.

Shen Pingge drank a lot of wine before, and it was early morning again at this time, and difficulties were inevitable.

Lian Yan also closed her eyes, curled up in his arms like a baby, and fell asleep.

The high school started earlier than the junior high school, and when Lian Yan woke up, Shen Pingge had already left, and a post-it note was pasted at the door, telling him where his breakfast was.

The rain stopped and it was a sunny day.

Lian Yan went home and found that the door was still locked, she sighed, and planned to find an unlocking company if Xu Mei didn't come back in the afternoon, he couldn't always rely on Shen Pingge.

Shen Pingge also came to the school song rehearsal that day, and when he entered the door, he smiled at Lian Yan—after last night, Lian Yan felt that he and Shen Pingge were getting closer.

This time, Lian Yan practiced along with her, trying to lip-sync, and there was no problem. The lyrics were just a few lines over and over, and there were no mistakes.

After the practice, Shen Pingge came over suddenly and secretly stuffed something hard into his palm, Lian Yan's heart skipped a beat.

It's a piece of candy.

It tastes like lychee.

·

This day’s school song training ended early, and when Lian Yan reached the fifth floor, it was still bright outside—it’s mid-April, according to the knowledge in the textbook, the dawn time will be earlier and earlier, and the night will be shorter , the light of day will be more permanent.

Then, Lian Yan saw the door that was still closed.

Lian Yan's heart skipped a beat. Xu Mei often stayed out all night, but she never said she was away for two consecutive days.So Lian Yan dialed her number.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is empty, please check and dial again."

Lian Yan's hands trembled for a moment, and the phone fell onto the blanket at the door.

That's how he found the key.

The keys were actually under the blanket.

He squatted down to pick it up, and the carpet was already covered with a lot of dust. The four yellow words "Welcome" on it looked ridiculous, and there was a silver key lying underneath.

Xu Mei never put the key in that place.

Lian Yan opened the door with trembling hands.

He saw a messy house, as if it had been robbed, the floor was messy, Xu Mei's bedroom door was wide open, and the suitcase that had been placed by the door was gone.

The author says:

Happy Labor day!I haven't finished my homework yet

[Let’s make a little digression. In fact, I am not very satisfied with the writing of this book. I feel that the writing is very procrastinated. I am working hard to correct this problem. It doesn’t matter if you don’t like it. We will see you in the next book. I hope you can see it I am also very satisfied with the work, but if you don't like it, don't tell me, because I will be really sad when I look at it.Finally, I wish you a happy life. 】