love after life

10

In the past two or three days, the two of them had their own concerns, but they didn't show it on the surface. They took a step back from each other, from being ambiguous, and being a little colder than ordinary friends.

For He Lianchu, Shu Li was a very worry-free tenant.

That's right, He Lianchu used the word "tenant" to describe the relationship between him and Shu Li.

Compared to just a coincidence, He Lianchu was more inclined to think that Shu Li was the one he was looking for.

But this was just his wishful thinking, He Lianchu believed in the evidence even more, he searched for too long, afraid that Shu Li was right, and also afraid that Shu Li was wrong.

I was too uneasy, and felt unrealistic, like walking on a suspension bridge covered with straw, and if I didn't pay attention, I would step into the air.

"Second Young Master, why do you look at me like that?" Shu Li lowered his head and smiled.The tone was a little teasing, but a blush flashed across his cheeks.

When He Lianchu came back to his senses, he realized that he had been leaning against the door and watching Shu Li cook for a long time.

He clenched his hands into fists and put them on his lips and coughed. He pretended nothing happened and walked up to Shu Li, and took out the knife from his hand: "Let me cut it."

Shu Li's knife skills are not bad, and the vegetables are sliced ​​thinly and evenly, but he still allows He Lianchu to take the knife away from his hand and start cutting vegetables in his place.

Shu Li turned around and started cooking soup.

The kitchen is not too small, but it is a little crowded after two people are squeezed in. The rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables is mixed with the white smoke rising from the pot. The cooperation between the two is very tacit, as if they have been like this for a long time.

After a while, a rich aroma came out of the pot, and Shu Li put He Lianchu's chopped side dishes into the pot accordingly.

Shu Li concentrated on cooking the soup, but he didn't expect a head to come over hastily. When he turned around, he saw He Lianchu's enlarged handsome face. He was startled, and he subconsciously pushed He Lianchu.

"I'm sorry." Shu Li immediately reacted and apologized to He Lianchu.

"It's okay." He Lianchu didn't get angry, and responded lightly.

He went up to look at the situation in the pot again, and asked Shu Li, "What kind of soup did you cook?"

“Yam Pork Ribs and Corn Soup.”

As soon as Shu Li finished speaking, he smiled and complained slightly: "Corn is so hard to chop. When I first did it, I felt like I was killing people."

He Lianchu let out a "huh", and his eyes fell on Shu Li's hand. There was an obvious red mark on his tiger's mouth, which should be the mark left by chopping something too hard with a knife just now.

He Lianchu frowned, staring at the red mark, he only felt that this mark was very obtrusive on Shu Li's hand.

"Your hand." He Lianchu still couldn't hold back and asked.

"Huh?" Shu Li was taken aback, "What happened to my hand?"

"It's hurt." He Lianchu pointed at Shu Li's tiger's mouth.

Only then did Shu Li realize that he raised his hand and shook it in front of He Lianchu: "It's not an injury, it's just a mark."

After a while, he asked again: "Is Second Young Master worried about me?"

He Lianchu didn't answer, so Shu Li took it as his acquiescence.

Originally he was still very happy, but in an instant he thought of the congratulatory banquet, so the joy in his heart immediately faded away.

He likes that He Lianchu cares about him, but he doesn't want He Lianchu to care too much about him.

He wanted He Lianchu to like him, but he couldn't make He Lianchu really like him.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't want to do it, but he had to do it.

He has weaknesses, and He Yanli holds his weaknesses tightly in the palm of his hand, and he has to do whatever He Yanli asks him to do.

Shu Li put his injured hand behind his back, adjusted his emotions in time, and said with a smile: "The knife is not with me now. Instead, Second Young Master should be careful not to get hurt."

After a pause, he added, "Otherwise, I will feel distressed."

As soon as Shu Li finished speaking, He Lianchu was distracted, the knife accidentally cut a finger on his finger, and blood gushed out from the wound immediately, dripping on the chopping board.

This kind of minor injury is nothing to He Lianchu, but Shu Li immediately panicked when he saw it, his body was one step ahead of his thoughts, he subconsciously held He Lianchu's hand, and put He Lianchu's mouth in his mouth. Chu's finger sucked.

He Lianchu was stunned.The mouth was warm and moist, and the tip of the tongue was soft, licking and sucking gently against the wound. This scene was not warm, and He Lianchu, whose fingers were wrapped in the warm mouth, could easily think of other things.

He Lianchu's heart was itchy, but seeing Shu Li with such an anxious expression, another strange emotion filled his heart, which was an indescribable joy.

He was only slightly injured, so slight that it could be ignored, but he was so anxious in Shuli, as if being scratched by a knife was a big deal.

A smile can be faked, a word spoken can be faked, a tone of voice can be faked, but a subconscious reaction cannot.

Shu Li cared about him very much, cared about him very much, did this kind of care and care come from liking, or love?He Lianchu still didn't understand.

There was a rusty taste between his lips and teeth, and Shu Li finally regained his composure, withdrew his head slightly, and spit out He Lianchu's wet fingers.

The blood was still oozing out, and as soon as it oozes out a little, it melted into the slightly damp skin and turned reddish, Shu Li's face was also reddish, even the earlobes and neck were red, there was a little red blood between his lips , making his lips even more beautiful.

"Saliva can be disinfected." After a while, Shu Li said slowly, his eyes cast down, not daring to look at He Lianchu.

He Lianchu nodded, and said lightly, "I know."

Added another sentence: "Thank you."

Shu Li's face turned even redder, he was really ashamed and didn't know how to answer.His voice was very low and his speech was very slow: "Then let's disinfect and bandage again."

He Lianchu didn't reply in a hurry, after he had admired enough of the blush on Shu Li's cheeks, he nodded and said "OK".

The soup was left unattended on the stove, only bubbling and bubbling.The door of the kitchen was closed, and the rising smoke could not find an exit, so it had to condense into a hazy white mist on the glass.

Shu Li and He Lianchu were sitting on the sofa, and there was a small family-sized medicine box on the coffee table. Shu Li dipped a cotton swab into iodophor, held He Lianchu's hand, and carefully applied it on the wound.

This feeling of being carefully cared for as a treasure made He Lianchu feel novel. He stared at Shu Li, carefully examining every inch of skin on Shu Li's face.

His eyebrows are well-shaped, with the peaks of his eyebrows raised slightly, which are both sharp and gentle.The nose is straight, the tip of the nose is upturned, and the lips are pouting and blowing towards the wound, trying to relieve his pain.

He Lianchu thinks Shu Li like this is very cute.It's easy to get excited.

It seems that no matter what kind of Shu Li he looks like, it is easy to make people fall in love, whether it is the cold and gorgeous one when they first met, or the soft and thin white sweater later, who pretends to be exaggerated and flattering in the car, biting his fingers and crying when he is in heat Shu Li ever made He Lianchu throb.

And especially at this moment.

"Don't frown." He Lianchu said suddenly.

He raised his hand to caress the center of Shu Li's eyebrows, exerting light force, trying to smooth the slight vertical mark between his eyebrows.

Shu Li raised his head, staring blankly at He Lianchu in front of him, the blush that had finally disappeared climbed up again.

"Why do you like to frown so much?" He Lianchu sighed, "It's just a small injury, don't worry."

Shu Li lowered his head again, he carefully wrapped the Band-Aid around He Lianchu's finger, and pretended to ask casually: "This is a minor injury, did the Second Young Master suffer any serious injuries?"

In fact, there is no need for him to ask. It was previously reported in the news that He Lianchu was discovered by the enemy during a reconnaissance mission. That time, his achievements and the operation of the He family allowed him to be promoted to major general so quickly.

The news didn't report how serious He Lianchu's injuries were, so Shu Li wanted to take this opportunity to ask, even though He Lianchu was standing in front of him properly, he still wanted to know the past, and healed the injuries he had suffered before. Heartache once.

He Lianchu couldn't figure out what Shu Li was thinking, and didn't want to answer this question, so he lightly brought up the topic with the sentence "It's all over".

Shu Li didn't ask further, after he put the band-aid on carefully, he raised his head and said to He Lianchu with a smile, "Second Young Master, be careful in the future, don't get hurt again."

The atmosphere suddenly became charming, and He Lianchu thought of that night, the night when he took Shu Li from the sofa back to his room, the kiss he wanted to kiss but failed to kiss.

They were very close, and they could clearly see the white and tender skin, the black and long eyelashes as black as crow feathers, and a little trace of his blood in the center of the slightly parted lips.The soft tip of her tongue was still licking his fingers gently.

He Lianchu's heartbeat was messed up, and he could feel that Shu Li's heartbeat was also messed up.

They approached at the same time.

First forehead against forehead, then tip of nose to tip of nose.

Shu Li closed his eyes, He Lianchu opened them, and he saw a sparkle in the corner of Shu Li's eyes.

It was just an innocent kiss, lips to lips.

After the kiss was over, He Lianchu didn't leave quickly, and Shu Li also slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of watery light, which reflected He Lianchu's face.

He Lianchu hooked his lips, wanting to press another kiss on Shu Li's lips.

Shu Li retreated slightly, keeping a little distance from He Lianchu, he pursed his lips, as if embarrassed.

So He Lianchu couldn't see his own face reflected in the shimmering water, and his eyes fell on Shu Li's red ears. In the middle of the helix, there was a very small, imperceptible black mole.

He Lianchu stared at the mole.

He had kissed.

So he always remembers.