accompany me

"Don't keep saying things like this in the future, you won't be responsible for flirting, you know?"

This time He Yi understood, and retorted: "You didn't say it yourself..."

"Well, I said I want you to make up for it at night." Chi Yang rubbed his hair, intentionally perfunctory, "Just smoke a cigarette with me on the balcony at night, I have no other intentions."

No wonder.He Yi didn't understand the key, and was willing to ask for anything, but he wasn't stupid. He didn't bother to expose him when he heard it. He just moved his loosely held fingers, lightly touched Chi Yang's palm, and there was a little familiarity in his eyes. The banter, obscure and straightforward.

Chi Yang's heart skipped a beat when he saw him, and he actually tasted something strange from his eye contact after a long time—some kind of youthful impulsiveness and restlessness that are rarely seen in first love.

He Yi stopped sticking to him a long time ago, he seemed to have sorted out his emotions, and he was still calm and gentle, making it impossible to see the end at a glance.The only remaining contact between the two was the holding hand. The young man's thin and warm fingers passed over his palm, which was warm.

After staring at each other for less than three seconds, Chi Yang withdrew his hand calmly, cleared his throat and stood up: "...I'll get you a cup of hot water."

"Well, thank you." Without doubting him, He Yi touched the phone and swiped it open, confirming the unread messages one by one.

In fact, not much, the last time he looked at his phone was two hours ago - in two hours he was so out of control and asked for cuddles, paranoid and unreasonable, Chi Yang was able to accompany him until now, without any dissatisfaction It means patience.

From this point of view, this person has a better temper than he imagined.

From the kitchen far away came the sound of a glass or a kettle colliding, crisp and crisp, and blurred by the warm lighting. It passed through the heating system in the room and entered the ears. It was different from the usual quiet and subtle intrusion.

He closed his eyes, and seemed to be able to imagine how Chi Yang rolled up his sleeves slightly, revealing the fine old scars on his wrists, and poured hot water to wash away the honey, and the sweet aroma rose with the water vapor.

...Forget it, there will be no honey, that is something that he only had at home in the past.

He Yi lowered his gaze, lingering aimlessly on the simple mobile phone screen, his thoughts spread uncontrollably—he thought of meals that would always be meat and vegetarian with balanced nutrition, and thought of slightly sweet honey that tickled his throat Water, and think of the door that is always gently closed, and the wooden floor that cannot be stepped on.

It's all over.

Chi Yang will only make him a bowl of egg fried rice with only eggs and rice, frowning and telling him whether to eat it or not, there is no cold water at home, hot water needs to be boiled, cold beer can let him have a taste, if there is too much - —You can make any sound you want, and you can sit all over the sofa.

The family disharmony that lasted for more than ten years seemed to be an old disease, and it was such an extreme situation. The impact could not be completely eliminated in just a few hours or a divorce ceremony. Maybe it’s just like that—he even made the most negative psychological preparations. If the stigma brought by his original family is to accompany him throughout his life, he can only try to save himself, and he doesn’t expect to be able to recover one day.

Just like he can learn to smoke without becoming addicted, nor can he sit on the sofa and shake his legs without any scruples like many of his peers, or speak dirty words.

And understand love.

He cleared the unread messages, opened the browser - the record still stopped at "How to tell if a person likes me", and he didn't know when he checked it. There were different opinions on the Internet and couldn't give a result. At that time, he felt like nothing. , Now that I have taken that step, looking back, it seems that there are shadows of him and Chi Yang in every line.

"How do you know if a guy likes you?"

——"He will send you messages clumsily, using you as a diary all day long, reporting his itinerary to you, and saying good morning and good night."

——"He will take the initiative to invite you to dinner, buy you snacks, and disturb you when he can't be free, and he is worried that he will really disturb you."

——"Let you touch his head, let you step on aj and kiss him."

——“…”

Chi Yang didn't know how to use him as a diary, and when he reported his itinerary, he only said "I won't have dinner with you tonight". He seemed to have never heard of it, and sometimes he just said it casually, and he probably didn't even remember it himself.

He took the initiative to invite a lot of meals, but it was more of a reward for rubbing his meal card. There seemed to be not many snacks, and he was not interested.

Chi Yang seems to be sleeping when he can't be idle, or is covered with a hat and looks down to brush his phone, at most he wakes up and leans over to him, pokes him with his elbow, or wraps his arms around his back and hugs him, resting his chin on the pillow His arm won't allow him to write, making trouble like a big dog.

And touching the head... He Yi's fingers stopped on this line, and he didn't continue to scroll down - he was a little confused for a while, what could touch the hair and love.

On the contrary, Chi Yang likes to touch his head, rubbing it casually like a small animal, I don't know if it's his personal special hobby or interest--it won't peel off even if you touch it twice, He Yi didn't notice it before, He couldn't understand the small movements of the other party going around, and most of them followed suit. Looking back at this time, it seemed that there were indeed many.

"What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing," He Yi casually locked the phone and put it aside, took the cup of "freshly boiled" hot water, and as soon as he touched it, he knew that there were ice cubes in the boiling water, and the temperature was very uneven, "Thank you."

In the future, if you have time in the morning, you should boil some water and let it cool in advance, he thought silently.

Chi Yang let out a "hmm", and stood behind him leaning on the back of the sofa: "Go to bed after drinking, it's getting late, tomorrow...today is Monday."

He Yi nodded, and lowered his eyes to drink water—he seemed born to be very serious about everything, even drinking water, with lowered eyelashes, holding the glass with thin and white fingers, and looked obediently obedient with his head bowed .

Chi Yang couldn't help stretching out his hand, covering one side of his ear, slid down the soft arc, and gently pinched the flesh at the junction of the earlobe and neck.

very soft.

The other party seemed to groan in a low voice, obediently drank a cup of hot water, put down the cup and raised his head slightly, not knowing whether he was teasing him intentionally or unintentionally, and rubbed his fingertips like a cat.

He still doesn't know what He Yi is thinking about while looking at his shadow in front of him, his eyes sweeping over the projection of his raised hair.

"How to tell if a boy likes you - he will let you touch his head..."

Is it really that specific?

He thought that the two had nothing to do with each other before, but when he saw Chi Yang, he seemed to suddenly understand something - Chi Yang looks like such a fierce and ugly person, he can scare the streets when he is not smiling The little girl sneered without emotion and looked like a delinquent boy who was about to fight with a knife. She didn't seem like someone who could let people touch her head and didn't mind.

After all, in his opinion, this behavior means condescending, conquering, or rewarding.

That being the case, it would be impolite to make such a request again.

"Chi Yang," he turned his head, glanced at the other person's hair, and then quickly moved away, "You..."

"Ok?"

Standing and sitting, Chi Yang is tall and tall, it's really not easy to look at each other.He Yi looked at him, frowned slightly distressed, as if he had made up his mind, he stretched out his hand and tickled him: "Come down a bit..."

"Why, give me a kiss?" Chi Yang followed suit with great interest, and even teased him, "Those who want to stick out their tongues, don't accept superficial remarks."

He Yi thought "no kiss" in his heart, but didn't reply.The outstretched hand was raised in the air, and it was not appropriate to retract it at this time, so I had to straighten up and get closer, with the palm of my hand on the top of Chi Yang's hair, and touched it unskillfully.

Chi Yang: "?"

So offensive.He Yi has never done such an outrageous thing in his nearly 20 years of life, and he regretted it for a while, but when he came back to his senses, he had already withdrawn his hand: "It's nothing..."

His voice was actually a little unnaturally hoarse, but he didn't notice it, and he spoke softly, so Chi Yang didn't pay attention for a while.

"It's all inexplicable all night." Chi Yang muttered, leaned down to support the back of the sofa, and stretched out his hands to wrap around the back of He Yi's neck—the young man's neck was thin and fragile, and he could hold it with one hand. Feel the pulse as you knead.

He Yi didn't hear it clearly, but he didn't hide. He met his gaze, and was stunned by the light reflected in his eyes: "What?"

"I said, let me guess, did you see those marketing accounts of poisonous chicken soup, huh?" Chi Yang nodded his ears, "Boys just bow their heads and let you touch them if they like you, this kind of thing?"

"how do you know……"

"...Guess," Chi Yang looked at him, out of some reason, swallowed the words and said them again, "It doesn't count, what the ex-girlfriend said."

"Then did you let her touch it?" He Yi's reaction didn't look like the jealousy he imagined, but rather as if he just wanted to prove the result, and the question was surprisingly serious.

"What do you want to hear from me?" He moved closer, borrowing a seat and almost kissing, ambiguous and hinting.

"……you say."

"Okay, let it go." Chi Yang smiled lowly, and slowly moved his hand on the back of his neck, touching the top of his hair, "Are you satisfied with this touch?"

He could see through that He Yi couldn't get jealous, and asking him this probably meant something else—as expected, the next second, He Yi stepped back a little, and asked again: "Then do you like her?"

"No way, baby, you really think you can believe this," Chi Yang laughed, "Then I said that I like you only when I'm in bed, and you're planning to-stop, don't talk, don't nod, I know .”

He Yi covered his mouth with his mouth, but looked at him straightforwardly and calmly, as if he wanted to say something, his opened and closed lips brushed against the palm of his hand, making it itchy.

"Stop looking at those marketing accounts." Chi Yang cleared his throat, avoiding his gaze, feeling his ears warm up, "I told you, you are different from them, and you don't need to learn from others... What are you doing?" They can tease me, I like everything, do you understand?"

These words sounded very like **, but he rarely spoke the truth.

He Yi nodded, but stopped talking.

"And touching the head," Chi Yang sighed, unable to connect the two things together, he grabbed his wrist as if giving up on himself, and put his hand on top of his head, "Touch, you want to Do anything."

I wish you were a little bit more willful, less serious and polite - as if you could leave any moment.

"Go to bed early," Chi Yang lowered his head, and let go of the hand covering his mouth, "It's almost dawn."

"I really want you to sleep with me, but... I will clean up the guest room for you tomorrow, so let's make do with it for another night."

"Chi Yang..."

"Ok?"

He Yi coughed lightly, put his arms around his neck, and made him bow his head as if planned for a long time, and kissed his forehead.

"Good night," he said.

"How to tell if a boy likes you--he will say good morning and good night."

I want to put it this way, I like this thing about you.

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