What should I do if I want to get back my first love but can't hold back my face?

It was already very late on the return journey, Fang Zhen sat in the passenger seat and took a nap.

Jiang Huai saw it with sharp eyes, leaned forward and pulled out a warm blanket from the back seat, put it on Fang Zhen's lap, and said, "Shut up for a while, and I will call you later."

The heating in the car was well-heated, and after the coldness in his body faded away, sleepiness slowly came back. Fang Yu didn't force himself, leaned on the back of the chair and slowly closed his eyes, muttering in a low voice: "Then drive carefully." point."

"Call me when you're tired, don't hold on."

Seeing that Fang Zhen's voice was getting smaller and smaller, Jiang Huai watched from the corner of his eye. While warming up the car, he slowly adjusted the back of the chair to an angle where he could lie on his back.

When the car was driving on the urban highway, it began to rain continuously outside the window. It was just a trance, and the rain gradually became heavier.

Raindrops kept splashing in along the window slits, and at the second red light, Jiang Huai raised the car window on the side of Fang Yu.

Fang Yi was probably woken up by the sound of rain hitting the car window. When he opened his eyes, he was still a little confused. He sat up while pulling the blanket on his body, and muttered, "Is it raining?"

Looking at the rain outside the window, Fang Yu rubbed his eyes and said, "How long has it been open? Let me replace you."

Jiang Huai glanced at him and saw that the man looked so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, his heart was so soft that he lifted the blanket up with one free hand, quite dumbfounded, coaxing in a low voice , "Okay, we'll be there soon, sleep for a while, be good."

So for some reason, he was pushed to lie down again, Fang Zhen glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, and fell asleep again in a daze.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning when we arrived at Fang Zhen's house. Jiang Huai turned off the engine and parked the car downstairs in the community.

"Wake up, we're here."

Fang Zhen must have been really sleepy, sleeping soundly with one side of his face pillowed on the back of the chair, his nose fluttered cutely and slightly, and moved a few times from time to time because he was not comfortable enough to sleep in the car.

Jiang Huai's hands were itchy badly, looking at Fang Zhen's side face that was reddened by the heating in the car, he couldn't help pinching the soft flesh on his cheek, Fang Zhen frowned, feeling pained. Pushing the hand, he muttered, "What are you doing?"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Jiang Huai sat down like a gentleman, and if you look closely, you can still see a bit of innocence in his upright eyes.

"..." Fang Zhen sat up straight, and gave Jiang Huai a small look.

It has been like this since high school, Fang Yu has a good temper, and he is rarely even cold-faced to others. If Jiang Huai didn't like to recruit him so much, he probably wouldn't know what it's like to stare at others.

Jiang Huai took a look at Fang Zhen, but she was in a good mood, smiled and said: "Okay, it's getting late, go up early, take the umbrella, don't get caught in the rain."

Hearing the words, Fang Yi subconsciously glanced at his feet, and there was an extra black long-handled umbrella at some point, leaning crookedly against the wall of the car.

Fang Yu stared blankly at the umbrella and didn't move for a while, when his heart was suddenly burned.

He rubbed the handle of the umbrella with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, held back his embarrassment, and said slowly: "It's getting late... are you still leaving?"

Jiang Huai froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

Fang Jin stretched out his hands and rubbed his hot ears, and said vaguely: "There is a spare room at home, you...do you want to keep it?"

Fang Yi lowered his head and rummaged in the closet for a while, found a set of pajamas and turned around and handed it to Jiang Huai, "This set is one size fits all, it should fit you well."

After Jiang Huai took the pajamas, she raised her eyes calmly and glanced at Fang Zhen from the beginning to the end, curled the corners of her lips lazily, and narrowed her eyebrows.

It took a while to realize Jiang Huai's meaning, Fang Yu's face turned red, and he quickly waved his hands to explain: "I bought this set too much at the time, and I haven't worn it yet."

"Oh," Jiang Huai said slowly, with an innocent look on his face, "I didn't mean that, what are you in a hurry for?"

"..."

Anyway, he couldn't say anything about him, Fang Zhen simply stopped talking, turned around and took out a clean bedding from the top of the closet, went to the bed and leaned over to spread the sheets.

Jiang Huai stood behind him and looked at him for a while, chuckled softly, then walked into the bathroom and changed into pajamas.

The two are about the same size, except that Jiang Huai is taller and bigger, and the pajamas are slightly shorter except for the trousers, which is barely suitable.

When Jiang Huai finished changing and came out, Fang Zhen had already made the bed, adjusted the quilt, turned to him and said, "The quilt was dried the day before yesterday, and it's still clean."

"It's raining outside, and the temperature may drop in the middle of the night. The air conditioner has a heating function, and the remote control is in the bedside drawer."

After thinking about it for a while, it seemed that there was nothing to explain, Fang Zhen straightened up and planned to take out the old bed sheet he had just changed.

Jiang Huai walked over at this time, lifted a corner of the quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and asked casually as if thinking of something, "You haven't covered this quilt, have you?"

"..." So his movements froze.

Fang Yuan opened his mouth, but was unable to speak for a while.

In fact, there are only two quilts in his house, and no one else has visited the house except him, and these two quilts are taken out to dry in the sun from time to time, so they are naturally covered.

It was obviously a normal question, but when asked by Jiang Huai, he suddenly couldn't say it.

It was originally a flirtatious remark, but when Jiang Huai caught a glimpse of Fang Zhen's shy look, he was amused and helpless, "I just asked casually, why are you shy?"

"I didn't say you took advantage of me."

As soon as these words fell, Fang Zhen's face turned red again, and he said vaguely: "...I'm going out, you go to bed early."

"and many more."

Jiang Huai got up suddenly, and in Fang Zhen's dazed expression, moved a little closer.

Fang Jin's throat tightened, his gaze drooped, and his voice was a little unknowingly astringent, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Huai paused for a moment, and at the same time his eyes fell, he suddenly stretched out his hand to catch Fang Zhen's fingers hanging by his side, and rubbed them with his hot palm.

Fang Zhen trembled as if frightened, his fingers subconsciously wanted to curl up, but they were quickly grasped and spread out completely.

Jiang Huai covered Fang Yu's icy fingers with her hands, and said a little dissatisfied: "How long has it been since you entered the door, why is it still so cold?"

Fang Zhen was born with a cold body, and his hands and feet would be cold as soon as winter approached. Let alone entering the house, even if he slept under the covers for one night, his hands and feet would sometimes get up the next day with stiff hands and feet.

Fang Zhen couldn't answer, so he just stood there, looked down at Jiang Huai who had warmed all ten of his fingers seriously, his face was flushed with embarrassment, almost Jiang Huai just let go of his front foot, and he said with his back foot: " It's getting late, I'm going back to sleep."

Jiang Huai didn't tease him anymore, and finally let him go.

Fang Yuan turned off all the lights outside.The soundproofing of the old house was not very good, he was afraid of making Jiang Huai take a rest, so he went back to the room lightly.

In Fang Zhen's impression, he rarely slept so late, he should be extremely sleepy, but his eyes in the darkness were shining brightly at this moment.

He sat on the edge of the bed and was very quiet for a while, slowly rubbing the soft cloth with his fingers on his knees.

Early the next morning, when Fang Yu came out of the room yawning, he found that Jiang Huai had left.

His eyes fell on the dining table in the living room with some hesitation, and there was a two-story wooden food box on it.

Fang Yi approached, and reached out to pick up a pink sticky note on it, which said: The company has something to do, so I'm leaving first, so I didn't say anything in case I woke you up.Remember to eat breakfast before going out.

Holding the note, Fang Zhen suddenly raised his hand and folded the note into a small square, and finally hid it in his pocket.

It was still early when we arrived at the store. Fang Yi wiped all the tables and chairs, and carefully prepared the things needed to open the store. He sat on the chair and stared blankly. He took it out, unfolded it and read it again.

After reading it a hundred times, it is still such a simple 24 characters.

So he carefully folded it into small squares again and put it in his pocket.

Yuan Yuan almost bumped into the pillar at the door when he entered the store, he pushed the door open with straight eyes, and said weakly: "Brother Fang~morning~"

Fang Zhen stood up from the table, glanced at her lack of breath, frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Hey, don't mention it," Yuan Yuan tremblingly supported a chair and sat down, "Last night, I stayed up all night and fought bloody battles all night. I accidentally worked until two o'clock in the middle of the night. Damn, I was trapped to death..."

"No, let me take it easy..."

Seeing her talking like she was about to lower her head to the edge of the table, only one step away from sudden death, Fang Zhen couldn't help but sighed softly, and walked away to make a cup of hot milk.

"Drink it, and go to the lounge for a while after drinking."

Yuan Yuan forced himself to drink the glass of milk in front of him "Gulu Gulu", and finally recovered a bit, "Thank you, Brother Fang."

Fang Yi watched and couldn't help but say a few more words, "You can play the game anytime, it's not worth damaging your body for the sake of the game."

"Understood," Yuan Yuan wiped his lips and said, probably regaining some of his usual vitality as he spoke, "I'll be more restrained in the future."

"Brother Fang, can I ask you a question?"

Fang Yuan raised his head, "What's wrong?"

Yuan Yuan supported his face with his hands, and observed Fang Zhen curiously, "How do you, a single young man in your twenties, maintain that kind of routine for an old man?"

The person who didn't go to bed until three o'clock last night gave a dry cough with a bit of guilt, his eyes dodged, "It's nothing... Cough, I'll go to the back to see if I missed anything."

Yuan Yuan, who was left behind, looked confused, "No, what did I say? Why this expression?"

When it was a little later, customers came into the store one after another, and the two of them became busy.

When paying the bill, a customer muttered, "The day has changed really fast. It rained heavily in the middle of the night last night, but it cleared up today..."

Yuan Yuan bowed his head to find change, and couldn't help but answer after hearing the sound, "No, when I went out in the morning, I saw that the dirt road outside was still wet. I guess there were a lot of big cars that drove by, and it was too dirty to look at."

Fang Jing was listening, and suddenly remembered something slowly.

There is a short distance between the parking lot of his community and the residential building, and there is no canopy in between. When the two went upstairs last night, they were holding the umbrella in Jiang Huai's car.

So did Jiang Huai take that umbrella back with her in the end?

Judging by the impression he had seen before he left the house in the morning, Fang Yi seemed to see that the umbrella was still at home.

Unsure whether it was true, Fang Yi took out his phone and opened the social interface.

Don't like chatting: When you went out in the morning, did you bring your umbrella back?

Jiang Huai read the document in his hand, took a pen to approve it, signed it and threw it aside.

When he was about to start to read the next document, he paused, and couldn't help but casually turned on the mobile phone at hand, and when he saw the new message from Fang Jing, he silently twitched the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Huai: Give it to me?

The author has something to say:

Jiang Huai: Give it to me?

Fang Jing: Ten cups of milk tea will give you a stamp.

Jiang Huai: How many cups to give to the boss?

Fang Ping: ...you can get it as soon as you enter the store.