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Shen Fei looked at Wen Yang with white eyes without blinking.

Wen Yang also stared at him intently, even breathing very lightly, his mind went blank.

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang's expression, bit by bit, carefully.

He felt strange.

This abnormality seems to have started not long ago when Wen Yang announced that he had someone he liked.

In fact, ever since Shen Feibai knew that he had a rival in love, he had been deeply wary of those who often appeared by Wen Yang's side, regardless of gender.

But he found that there was no difference in the way Wen Yang looked at other people.

Shen Feibai knows very well what kind of expression and eyes a person will have when staring at the person he likes, even if it is a cold and reserved person, when staring at the person he loves in his heart, he will melt away the pain in his heart Hard ice becomes tender like water.

But when Wen Yang faced others, nothing changed.

For a period of time, Shen Feibai felt that Wen Yang said that he had someone he liked was just talking about him casually.

This guess comes from the estrangement and secret that never existed between him and Wen Yang.

It's normal for friends to have little secrets, but Shen Feibai asked himself, the relationship between himself and Wen Yang is not just friends.

Who ever saw conjoined twins like them?

There is no one else like them but them.

Therefore, the relationship between them cannot be defined by ordinary friendship.

Before this incident, Shen Feibai believed that there was no secret between him and Wen Yang.

At least, based on the relationship between them, it is absolutely impossible to hide this kind of thing from each other—since Wen Yang has already told him openly that he has someone he likes, there is no reason to hold back who the person he likes is not to say .

Unless that person is very special, so special that you can't tell him directly.

Can Wen Yang have such a special person by his side?

Shen Fei thought over and over again, but he could only think of himself.

Originally, Shen Feibai just kept this guess in his heart, thinking it was impossible rationally, but just now Wen Yang's nonsense and coquettish words with the two parents directly pried Shen Feibai's mind loose.

Thinking about it carefully, Wen Yang seems to have always been very happy to accept the classmates and friends around him, and tied them together to mention them.

Thinking about it carefully, when Wen Yang introduced him to others, he always said "our little white boy".

Thinking about it again, when Wen Yang looked at him, there was always a smile in his eyes - even when he was unhappy, he would soon be happy after watching him for a while.

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang's expression at this time, and thought of many details that he, others, and even Wen Yang himself ignored on a daily basis.

Why did he ignore these before?

Shen Feibai thought.

Maybe he shouldn't have ruled out the possibility of "Wen Yang likes him" from the start.

If many things are placed on this possibility, it seems that there is no sense of disobedience.

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang with scorching eyes, just thinking about the possibility, suddenly a fire rose in his heart.

The fire was full of ecstatic agitation and uneasiness hidden deep in the heart of the flame. It opened its teeth and claws, eager to pounce on the young man in front of him.

Wen Yang was sized up suspiciously by Shen Feibai, his whole body tensed up.

Has it been discovered?

Wen Yang thought, on the one hand, he felt extremely panicked by this, and on the other hand, he held extremely strong expectations - the heart in his chest was beating, like the thunder before the spring rain, waiting for the sentence after that lightning bolt .

Wen Yang's hand hidden in his pocket was tightly clenched, with such force that it almost pierced his palm and sank into his flesh.

In his heart, the torrent carrying the thunder and the sunshine carrying the drizzle were all looking forward to Shen Feibai's next words, roaring and longing for a complete liberation.

However, in the end, Shen Feibai just looked away slowly, reached out and pulled his hand out of his pocket, and stuffed it into his own pocket.

"Let's go." Shen Feibai said, holding Wen Yang's hand and wiped his palm.

Sweaty.

Shen Feibai looked at the road ahead without squinting.

Because of what he said just now, Wen Yang's palms were sweating.

Shen Feibai felt even more that his brain hole that had been pried loose might be true.

Wen Yang was held by Shen Feibai's hand, and he took two steps forward, still unable to recover.

He looked at the back of Shen Feibai's head, and found that even his feet were soft, and he trembled when he walked.

Wen Yang's heart was suspended, he opened his mouth behind Shen Feibai's back, then closed it cowardly, finally lowered his head in frustration, followed behind Shen Feibai, and walked into the restaurant without saying a word.

The air conditioner in the restaurant was fully turned on, Wen Yang took his hand out of Shen Feibai's warm pocket, reached out and brought over the tableware that Shen Feibai had dismantled, and scalded it with hot water.

Shen Feibai rinsed the bowls and chopsticks after he poured the hot water, and poured the water. The two teenagers did not say a word, and cooperated very tacitly.

The adults of the two families looked at them with smiles on their faces, happy to see the success of the two teenagers taking care of each other.

And Wen Yang also gradually recovered in the warm room, hugging the scalded cup that was poured a whole cup of hot tea, sipping the tea in small sips to relieve the tension and panic just now.

The adults were ordering, and when they asked what they wanted to eat, Wen Yang ordered a tomato and egg soup with a smile.

This is Shen Feibai's favorite soup, bar none.

And Shen Feibai ordered a pinch of freshly squeezed mango juice after a subtle pause of two seconds.

This is Wen Yang's favorite drink, bar none.

Wen Yang hugged the cup and smiled as if he was hugging the whole world tightly, while Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang with his face propped up, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that their family Wen Yang was really beautiful.

Wen Yang was answering some small questions from Father Wen. After answering, he turned his head to look at Shen Feibai. When he met his gaze, he was slightly taken aback, and then smiled, "Look what I'm doing?"

I see you look good.

Shen Feibai also twitched the corners of his mouth, "I'm thinking about whether I should get up in the morning and go for a walk with Feifei with you."

Every morning, he had to wake up nearly an hour earlier, and the child's father who was tossed by Wen Feifei raised his hands and feet in approval.

He even tried to negotiate conditions with the boy's mother, "Why don't we have a shift system, you go for a walk on the first three five six sevens, and I walk on the second and fourth."

The boy's mother chuckled, "You have a good idea."

"You don't know how much trouble Feifei can make every morning! He's more dedicated than an alarm clock!" Wen Yang hugged his teacup, crying with a mournful face, "I suspect it inherited your habit of lifting the quilt, every time I want to sleep for a while He jumped up directly on the bed, biting the quilt and dragging it to the floor."

Shen Feibai had seen Wen Feifei pull Wen Yang's quilt to the ground with all his strength while holding the quilt in his mouth.

Hearing Wen Yang's complaints, he felt physically and mentally at ease: "After all, he is my son."

"Then you let me sleep late, you go and walk him!" Wen Yang felt that it was unfair that he was the only one who was made to collapse by Wen Feifei. Come to my pillow! When you open your eyes, you will see a huge dog head that scares you to death!"

Shen Feibai imagined for a while, "That's quite scary."

As a result, that night, Shen Feibai ran to Wenyang's house to stay overnight, and ruthlessly threw their son out of the room, including the dog and litter, and abandoned it in the living room.

Wen Feifei screamed and was digging the door outside. The two-month-old pup stuck his paws in through the crack of the door, trying to dig a hole in the wooden floor to get into the house and continue the blind date with his father. fall in love.

Shen Feibai put the hair dryer back in the drawer, looked at the two dog paws coming in from under the door, opened the door and looked down at Wen Feifei.

The light blue eyes of the husky puppy met Shen Fei's pitch-black eyes.

Wen Yang, who was already curled up on the bed, looked at the person and the dog who were staring at each other, and just about to say something, he saw Shen Feibai make a "super fierce" expression at their son, which made Wen Feifei tremble with fright, with his tail between his legs So I got back into the den, and I could hear the dog whining through the door.

Wen Yang: "..."

Fuck this guy!

"Aren't you immature!" Wen Yang turned over and stood up, ruthless to Shen Feibai who bullied his son like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

He ran into the living room barefoot, hugged Wen Feifei who was whining in fright, into his arms, looked at the pup who was swaying back and forth in his arms, and hugged his son tightly under the blanket.

"..." Shen Feibai was silent for a while, "Don't you think Feifei is making trouble?"

"Then you can't scare it!" Wen Yang rubbed his son's belly, then stroked his head, "Hurry up and go to bed, we have class tomorrow!"

Shen Feibai looked at the puppy who was swaying back and forth under the blanket, sighed, lifted the blanket and got in.

Shen Feibai seemed to want to save a little bit of his impression in the eyes of his father. Early the next morning, before Wen Feifei started making trouble, he hugged Wen Feifei who was facing him with his buttocks and left the bed. After tidying up, he took the leash with him. and cleaning tools, went out for a walk with my son.

Wen Yang had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up to prepare breakfast, Wen's parents hadn't woken up yet.

When Shen Feibai came back with Wen Feifei, he saw Wen Yang squatting next to the dog food bowl, making dog food.

Shen Feibai changed his shoes and stood at the door watching for a while, then led his son and walked over, just ran three laps in the yard with him, still panting.

"What are you doing?"

"Dangdangdang!" Wen Yang raised his hand, revealing the dog food that was placed in a careful shape, "Scattering dog food is in the shape of loving you!"

"..." Shen Feibai looked at the pile of dog food, then at Wen Yang, was silent for a while, and asked, "Is this shape for me, or for Feifei?"

Wen Yang, who was squatting on the ground, looked up at Shen Feibai who was standing next to him. He seemed to be struggling for a while before he said, "How about... you two agree?"

Wen Feifei has only been at home for half a month, and you want me to argue with him? !

Dare he want to compete with his son for favor while being a detective to test whether Wen Yang really likes him? !

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Feifei, who was buried in the dog food, and was furious. He really wanted to rub Wen Feifei's dog's head vigorously, and beat him.

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