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After being fed several pieces of watermelon, Song Chen finally came to his senses. He didn't have the face to let Chen Lang continue to feed him. He looked away and pushed him away, "I'll do it myself."

Seeing that the wind outside the balcony had dropped a lot, Song Chen asked, "Has the typhoon stopped?"

Chen Lang glanced casually, then returned to his face and said, "Stop."

"Then I'm going home." Song Chen stood up and clapped his hands, "Thank you for the past two days."

Speaking of which, Song Chen ran out of the balcony as if fleeing, squatted down where Chen Lang could not see, and pulled his hair vigorously.

God!

How could he say such words!

What does it mean to want to be by your side all the time? It's crazy.

After calming down, Song Chen went to the room to pack the clothes he changed last night. He wanted to find a bag to put it in, so he looked around in Chen Lang's room, but he couldn't find it. Instead, he saw a notebook spread out on the table.

The cursive English above is beautiful and smooth. Although Song Chen is annoyed by Chen Lang's skill, he has to say that the writing is really beautiful.

It's something he can't learn to look good.

Song Chen glanced at the first line of title: Iloveyou.

Subconsciously, his eyebrows twitched, Song Chen felt indescribable, Chen Lang was writing a love letter?to whom?

"I love you."

A deep magnetic voice suddenly appeared in his ear, and Song Chen suddenly turned around, only to find that Chen Lang came in and stood behind him at some point.

His ears were so red that they were about to bleed, and he asked in disbelief, "What did you say...?"

Chen Lang lowered his eyes to look at him with an extremely serious expression, and repeated, "I love you."

The thunderous words from Pingdi blew up in Song Chen's mind, making him stunned in place at a loss, his eyes full of nothing but Chen Lang, it was the phrase I love you.

"What are you kidding?!"

Chen Lang took a step forward, forcing the man to lean against the desk, and then raised his hand. The flustered Song Chen subconsciously closed his eyes. His overly long eyelashes fluttered uncontrollably, showing the master's uneasiness.

Even the air is filled with a hint of sweet and greasy milk fragrance.

After waiting for a long time, what he imagined didn't happen. Song Chen opened a gap slightly, just in time to meet Chen Lang's smiling eyes.

Pointing to the note in his hand, he said to him solemnly: "This is the English version of the poem I love you."

Song Chen quickly put on a cold face: "..."

Oh.

He wasn't expecting or disappointed.

"It was written by my mother. She used to be an English teacher. She liked to write things in cursive when she had nothing to do, and forced me to practice." Chen Lang's slender fingers traced the notes he had kept for many years, but his face was very calm, "This poem It was used by her to express her love back then, she said she practiced it many times before sending it out with satisfaction."

Song Chen didn't expect it to be his mother's property. It seemed that Chen Lang would become strange when his mother was mentioned.

It's not the kind of hatred for his father, nor is it missing his mother.

I can't say it, but I feel inexplicably sour.

"Auntie is quite romantic." Song Chen choked out a sentence.

"Yeah, romantic, so I was deceived."

Chen Lang pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, put the note back to its original position, lowered his head and raised his eyebrows at Song Chen, "What did you close your eyes just now?"

"..." Cursing wildly in his heart, Song Chen looked calm and unmarked, rubbed his eyes and answered calmly, "I haven't woken up."

It was Chen Lang who drove him back home, because there was a typhoon all day, and there were a lot of things that were blown from nowhere on the road, so the car was not easy to drive.

There was nothing to say in the car all the way to Song Chen's house. Song Chen unfastened his seat belt and wanted to get out of the car. Chen Lang asked him, "Are you going to the resort that Jiang Yu said?"

"It depends on the situation." Song Chen was quite indifferent, thinking that Zhou Ning seemed like he had been beaten to death. He probably wanted to bring Xiao Yuan to play, and it was just a matter of taking them along. It didn't matter if he went, even if Chen Lang also If you go...

He asked Chen Lang back, "Will you go?"

Chen Lang: "If I go, you won't go?"

"I didn't say that." Song Chen scratched his face guiltily, opened the car door and got out of the car, and entered the house without looking back.

In the next few days, Song Chen was spreading salted fish, and Zhou Ning took the trouble to call him and asked him to go with him, "Chen Lang and Chen Qian are both Xiao Yuan's natal family, and I am alone. If you don't come to help me, who will come?" Chen is not a friend anymore, when you were rolling on the bed with toothache, I took you..."

"Shut up, shut up, I'm starting to hurt again when you say it." Hearing the word toothache, Song Chen reflexively felt the pain. Agreed, thought for a while and pretended to ask unintentionally: "Did Chen Lang say to go?"

"Chen Lang, I don't know. I asked Jiang Yu to call. I'll ask later. It's fine if you don't come. It's enough to have a foolish brother Chen Qian. I can't stand another cousin."

"Ask and tell me." Song Chen hung up the phone without hesitation.

However, Zhou Ning didn't talk to him until the day of departure. Looking at Chen Lang sitting in the driver's seat, Song Chen silently took out his mobile phone and sent several 40-meter long knives to Zhou Ning.

Zhou Ning couldn't tell: Wrong, wrong!

There were seven of them, and because it was inconvenient for only one girl, Xiao Yuan, they called Song Ling over.

It was already afternoon when we arrived at the resort, and we were tired from driving all the way, so we went back to our room to rest after eating.

The next day, Zhou Ning said that he was going to climb a mountain and spend the night on the mountain to watch the sunrise. Song Chen almost vomited blood when he heard it.

"Come to the beach for vacation, you told me to go mountain climbing? Do you want to die, Gou Ning?"

"Isn't there a reason for this?" Zhou Ning smiled guiltyly, "A few days ago there was a typhoon and a heavy rain, and the beach suffered heavy losses, and it hasn't opened yet."

He would rather lie at home than climb a mountain if he didn't open up and talk about it earlier.

In view of the large number of people, Song Chen couldn't scold him, so he gave him a few fierce glances, and Zhou Ning immediately followed him and apologized repeatedly.

Jiang Yu looked amused, and said, "I can't tell that Zhou Ning is such a hypocrite to Song Chen. I still remember that he even dared to scold the teacher in the first year of high school."

There was no response after speaking, Jiang Yu glanced at Chen Lang, only to find that he was staring at Song Chen, especially where Zhou Ning was draping his shoulders.

Jiang Yu came to his senses, it's not enough, it's just a shoulder.

The mountain to climb was not high, and the road was well repaired, but it was very tiring for Song Chen, and he was slowly left behind after a while.

Looking up and watching Zhou Ning attentively handing water and tissues to Xiao Yuan, he completely forgot what he said before leaving.

"I promise I won't make you tired. You don't need to carry anything. I will carry it. I can carry it even if you are tired."

I really believed his nonsense!

Now I don't even have a bottle of water to drink.

Song Chen was so angry that he couldn't move, so he just leaned against a big rock to rest, and suddenly a bottle of water appeared in front of him, and the man was still wearing a wristband that Song Chen was very familiar with.

"Take a sip, don't rush to catch your breath." Chen Lang gave him water and took out a tissue. Song Chen just reached out to take it, but Chen Lang wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand and said, "Concentrate on drinking water and don't choke." on."

Then he choked, Song Chen coughed and said, "Have you ever opened your mouth?"

Chen Lang was also very helpless, took out a tissue and asked him to wipe his mouth.

Looking at the endless steps in front of him, Song Chen was discouraged, "How long will it take to get there?"

Chen Lang: "According to your speed, one hour."

Song Chen: "..."

Song Chen: "I'd better go down the mountain."

Chen Lang didn't hesitate, "Okay." After walking a few steps forward, seeing that Song Chen didn't move, he turned around and said, "Aren't you going down the mountain?"

"I said I'm going down the mountain, why do you want to go down?"

"They are all on the mountain. No one in the villa will prepare food for you. What will you eat when you go down the mountain? Besides, where do you want to sleep alone at night?"

that's true.

He has a picky mouth, the food outside is not very appetizing, and here it is almost all seafood, which does not suit his taste at all.

But if Chen Lang also followed, then he would have to live alone with him again.

Enduring tiredness and climbing the mountain, or going down to live with Chen Lang?

"Have you thought about it?" Chen Lang was not in a hurry, waiting for him to think it over.

"Let's keep going." Song Chen regained his strength, turned around and continued to climb the steps.

Living with Chen Lang is too dangerous.

Chen Lang at the back sighed regretfully.

After continuing to walk for half an hour, Zhou Ning and the others in front were no longer visible. Only Chen Lang followed him leisurely. Compared with Song Chen who was sweating profusely, it seemed like he was taking a walk.

"No, I'll just go down the mountain." Song Chen took a breath, regardless of whether it was dirty or not, and sat directly on the steps, looking up at Chen Lang, "I'm too tired."

The bangs on his forehead were wet with sweat, and his cheeks were flushed due to the heat. He looked pitiful. Chen Lang couldn't help but brushed his hair, revealing his clean forehead, coaxing him like a child , "I'll be there soon, so bear with it, it's too bad to go down the mountain now, and it will take a long time to go down from here."

Song Chen stubbornly refused to speak, but now he regretted it. He shouldn't have listened to Zhou Ning's words. It's easy to walk on such a short mountain.

If he had known this earlier, he would have stayed in the villa, but...

He looked at Chen Lang, if he stayed in the villa, would Chen Lang stay with him?

He suddenly wanted to know, and it was hard to ask. After thinking about it, he stood up and walked down, "I'm going down."

After walking a few steps, he saw Chen Lang following him, he stopped, and then went back to continue climbing.

"?" Chen Lang couldn't understand his thoughts, "I'm not leaving again."

Song Chen walked up the steps slowly, so as not to be out of breath too quickly, "Whether you walk or not is none of your business, Chen Lang, whatever you do, follow me all the time."

Chen Lang: "It's in the barren mountains, I'm afraid you will lose it."

Song Chen: "This mountain even has direction signs on the trees, how could I get lost."

Chen Lang: "But I'm just afraid."

Song Chen: "..."

When Song Chen and the others reached the top of the mountain, a group of people had already prepared the grills, and the smell spread far away. When Zhou Ning saw someone, he ran over with a skewer of grilled wings, "Chen, the grill is specially for you. I was worried that you would be hungry along the way, so I came here to bake for you first, it was really hard work!"

Song Chen sneered, and walked past without squinting.

Behind him, Chen Lang unceremoniously took his grilled wings and took a bite, "It's a bit salty."

It was getting dark early on the mountain, and they got dark before they finished their barbecue. A group of people sat outside chatting and drinking, saying they wanted to play truth and adventure. After a few rounds, the wine bottle was turned to Song Chen, only to find that he had fallen asleep. .

"Brother, why did he fall asleep while sitting up? I haven't seen him go to bed so early before."

"Blame me, blame me, if you trick him to come up, you must be tired from climbing the mountain."

Zhou Ning felt guilty and wanted to call him to sleep in the tent. Chen Lang who was sitting next to him bent down and picked him up without saying anything, and said to the others: "You play, I'll take him to sleep."

Zhou Ning frowned, feeling something was wrong.Chen Lang glanced at Jiang Yu with lowered eyes, then turned and walked towards the tent.

Jiang Yu, who received the signal, stepped forward and pressed Zhou Ning's shoulder, "Continue on, Song Chen can rest assured that Brother Lang is here."

Walking to the tent, he was hesitating whether to call for someone to open the zipper, when Song Ling jumped out to pull it down for him, Chen Lang was stunned for a moment, nodded and thanked him.

"No need." Afraid of waking Song Chen up, Song Ling winked at Chen Lang in a low voice, "Brother Lang, come on!"

Chen Lang: "..."

Chen Lang put the person away carefully, covered him with a quilt, took out his phone and checked that it was only after eight o'clock.

The top of the tent is transparent, and you can see a little bit of starlight. Chen Lang touched his soft hair in the dark, went to zip up the tent, and then lay down.

As soon as he lay down, Song Chen spontaneously rubbed over and buried him in front of his chest, very obedient.

There was constant laughter outside, round after round, Zhou Ning drank too much and was so dizzy that he forgot that Chen Lang hadn't come out. At the end, he staggered to enter Song Chen's tent, but Jiang Yu took him away with his shoulders.

"Wrong way, we slept over there."

"Oh! That's right!"

In the middle of the night, the mountain was completely silent, only the sound of insects kept shouting, one after another.

When Song Chen opened his eyes again, his eyes were full of bright starry sky, flickering and flickering, making people forget where he was.

He moved his body, and found that there was a strong arm across his waist and abdomen, holding him tightly, unable to move.

Who?

In the dark night, he couldn't see the appearance of the other person clearly. Just as Song Chen was about to push him away, he suddenly smelled Chen Lang's after-rain breath coming from beside him.

It turned out to be Chen Lang.

Song Chen's tense body relaxed. He looked up at the starry sky, and then at Chen Lang, who was in a black ball.

He reached out and touched the phone.

so boring.

Go to bed too early, wake up in the middle of the night and can't fall asleep.Song Chen raised his arms around his waist, turned over carefully, and started looking for his phone again.

However, before he stretched out his claws, Chen Lang beside him suddenly tightened his arms, his tall body pressed half of Song Chen's body, and his voice was sleepy and hoarse, "Sleep, stop making trouble for Chenchen."