Prisoner's Dilemma

Han Shaojun found that he was always looking for him, following behind Jiang Chen, chasing after his traces, he ran away without a trace, and then searched desperately, again and again.

Standing in the cold wind, he made a call, but no one answered, Han Shaojun looked around and found that Jiang Chen's car was still parked at the door.

He didn't go!Han Shaojun secretly rejoiced.

In the garden, the night wind blows the leaves, and the retro street lamps extend along the road to the distance, like stringed pearls hanging in the air, a ray of light illuminates the white bench, Jiang Chen sits on the bench with his back arched, like a still statue statue.

The soft light hit his face, outlining the handsome bridge of the nose. He rested his hands on his knees half-clasped, the knuckles on his slender fingers were slightly raised, his broken hair was hanging on his forehead, and he lowered his head sullenly.Han Shaojun was too easy to soften his heart in front of Jiang Chen, seeing him showing a little sadness, he wished to hold the best things in front of him.

Han Shaojun walked up to him carefully and knelt down, wanting to hold his hands, but he held back.

"Go back, it's cold outside."

Jiang Chen snorted: "Aren't you afraid that I will disturb your two-person world?"

Han Shaojun smiled wryly: "Zheng Yaoyao and I are fake."

"What do you mean?"

"You also know the recent situation of the Zheng family. Zheng Yaoyao can't handle it alone, so she asked me for help and pretended to be a boyfriend and girlfriend. Zheng Yaoyao has a boyfriend, and she and I are ordinary friends."

"Really?" There was light in Jiang Chen's eyes.

"Of course it's true. What's so deceiving about this kind of thing?"

"Are you stupid, to get involved in it? You're just a bad person!" Jiang Chen's tone was still vicious, but his stiff expression had loosened.

"Don't tell others, okay, the Zheng family has reached a critical moment."

Hearing that he was thinking of Zheng Yaoyao, Jiang Chen was a little upset again: "Do I look like someone with a long tongue?"

Han Shaojun lowered his head and smiled, his feet were a little sore from squatting, and he moved with difficulty: "I haven't answered the sentence you said earlier, so please say it again."

Hearing Jiang Chen's slight gasp, his expression that had just eased up became stiff again. Although Han Shaojun spoke vaguely, both of them knew exactly what they were referring to.

Jiang Chen raised his chin proudly and said stubbornly: "Which sentence? I just said so many words!"

Han Shaojun seemed gentle, but he took a firm step: "It was the last sentence you said when you went out."

It was impulsive before, and he threw out the words that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, but now it is difficult and embarrassing to say them in such a peaceful atmosphere.But it is extremely difficult for Jiang Chen to find an excuse to say that he doesn't remember.

No one knew that under Han Shaojun's calm appearance, his heart was beating to a stall.When the secret was on the table, Han Shaojun didn't want to escape any more. After all, deception is not the right way.

Tonight, he has something to say, and he has to say it.

Jiang Chen was also in a state of confusion, he didn't even know what kind of mood he used to yell this sentence at that time, and what kind of reply did he expect to get after he yelled it out?

"Jiang Chen." Han Shaojun plucked up his courage, and gently covered his hands with his palms. His hands were just right dry and warm.At the beginning, it was held empty, like a small animal cautiously approaching a strange but very attractive thing, if there is a little resistance, it will immediately retract into the cave.Jiang Chen's hand trembled, but he didn't pull it back. Han Shaojun felt a strong desire in his heart, slowly increased his strength, and firmly held his hand: "Jiang Chen, say it again, okay?"

As if being bewitched, Jiang Chen couldn't control himself and said, "I thought...you liked me..."

"That's right." Han Shaojun said in an almost pious tone, "I like you."

Jiang Chen trembled as if being scalded, he wanted to withdraw his hand but was held down by Han Shaojun.

Piercing through a layer of paper, digging out the most secret thoughts and putting them in front of him is an inevitable resistance. Han Shaojun swore that if Jiang Chen was a little bit tougher, he would let go immediately, return to his original position, and never ask for anything extravagantly. .

After Jiang Chen's initial resistance, he quickly calmed down, or because he knew it well, he was not surprised. He neither promised nor denied anything.But then what?

Silent, without any reaction, like a stone falling into the lake, after the initial ripples, sank to the bottom of the lake.

Han Shaojun expected that even if he could catch a little bit of information from Jiang Chen, it would be good. As long as Jiang Chen stretched out a branch, he would be willing to climb to the top of the tree regardless of his own risk.

The clouds parted, and the moon lay quietly in the clouds. Under the silver moonlight, the garden at night was very quiet. Occasionally, there were one or two flying insects, desperately pounced on the bright light of the street lamps.

Han Shaojun waited for a long time, but got nothing.He thought he would be disappointed, but he wasn't. Maybe tonight he just wanted to be brave and say what he had been thinking for many years. As for the response, he didn't have extravagant expectations. He didn't want to force Jiang Chen to do anything. Maybe no response was the best response.

"Let's go back."

Han Shaojun held Jiang Chen's hand, Jiang Chen was pulled gently by him and stood up, the two walked one after the other, neither of them opened their mouths to break the silence, Jiang Chen was just led back home by him. An unprecedented gesture of obedience.

In the middle of the night, Han Shaojun was lying on the bed, his empty eyes were staring at the moon outside the window, his mind was full of images of arguing with Jiang Chen.He was a little tired, but also a little relieved, he had already revealed all the cards in his hole, but he didn't know anything about the cards in Jiang Chen's hand.He is like a man who has put down his arms and is naked, with nothing to protect him anymore, and he is completely uncertain about the situation he will face.

The door was unscrewed, Han Shaojun turned his back to the door, and when he heard deliberately light footsteps approaching, his body tensed involuntarily.

The other half of the bed tilted, and Jiang Chen lay beside him, without turning his head, he could feel his scorching gaze.

"Did you sleep?" Jiang Chen's voice was sober as if he had never slept at all.

"No." Han Shaojun said.

"I knew it." Jiang Chen paused, "Turn around."

Han Shaojun didn't move, he still kept his back to him, and his eyes still stayed on the half moon outside the window.

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pull him back, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and finally retracted, and then leaned against Han Shaojun with his whole body.

"Have you ever done it with her?" Jiang Chen asked abruptly.

Han Shaojun's blood surged, and he turned his head angrily: "I told you it's fake!"

Looking back, seeing Jiang Chen smiling triumphantly, Han Shaojun realized that he had been fooled, and turned back angrily.

"Really not? You took her home."

Han Shaojun almost couldn't figure out whether Jiang Chen was really struggling, or was deliberately teasing himself, so he could only answer patiently: "Really not."

Jiang Chen got closer, rubbed his forehead against the back of his neck, and said vaguely: "You are too kind to her, you are always like this, you are so kind to everyone. You can't do this, you said you like me Yes, so you can only treat me well."

Han Shaojun couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. Jiang Chen's dependence on him gave him a sense of masculine pride, but instead of giving any response to his confession, Jiang Chen intensified his demands for possession, which made him feel a sense of masculinity. Choking panic. "You said you liked me" has become a knife in Jiang Chen's hands, while Han Shaojun is unarmed.

Take your time and everything will be fine.Han Shaojun said to himself.

"When will you go back to school?" Han Shaojun asked.

Jiang Chen was unhappy: "Are you driving me away?"

"You seem to have been back for a long time."

"My parents are urging me, and you are urging me too. It's so annoying! I'm not a child, and I still need to be in charge?"

Hearing that he was really angry, Han Shaojun didn't press him any further.In fact, he didn't really want to ask this question, but he had to say something to distract his attention. With his hot body behind him, he could almost feel Jiang Chen's heat on his neck. I can feel the heat coming from the side.

"I'm a little hungry." Jiang Chen used his usual tricks again.

Han Shaojun hardened his heart: "I asked you to eat, but you didn't eat it yourself, so who can you blame?"

Jiang Chen was even angrier than him: "You still want me to eat the dishes cooked by that woman? Are you afraid of poisoning me to death?"

"I cooked those dishes!"

Jiang Chen was obviously taken aback: "Did you burn it?"

"Well, it burned all afternoon. I called Zheng Yaoyao here today to learn cooking from her." Han Shaojun deliberately emphasized "burned all afternoon".

Jiang Chen twisted uncomfortably: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"What are you talking about? Who started to get mad as soon as they entered the door?"

"Okay, okay, you're not finished, are you?" Jiang Chen was caught by him and said a few words, feeling ashamed.

Han Shaojun took it as soon as he saw it: "There are snacks and biscuits in the cupboard in the restaurant, you can get them yourself."

"You just give me biscuits? How dare you? What about the food? Did you put it in the refrigerator?"

"I fell."

"fall down?"

"Didn't you say it made you sick just looking at it? I fell down."

Jiang Chen felt depressed for a while, and was speechless for a long time.

After finally regaining the victory, Han Shaojun closed his eyes contentedly. It is true that he is easy to soften his heart, but such a big person will never starve himself to death.

After a long time, Jiang Chen leaned over again, and put his lips against his ear: "Shaojun, can you make it for me next time?"

The soft words penetrated into Han Shaojun's heart like a feather, and he dropped his helmet and armor in just a second.Jiang Chen could easily find Han Shaojun's fatal weakness, and he won the victory with just one blow.

"Okay? Answer me, Shao Jun." Jiang Chen rested his chin on his shoulder, and every time he moved his mouth when speaking, he pressed against his neck.

"Okay." Han Shaojun completely surrendered.