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"Actually, I don't hate her. I met her at the bakery the other day, and her daughter wanted to eat strawberry cake, and I paid for it too... If I hadn't come to my door this time, I would have forgotten about her," Chi Yang said. When he said this, his tone was very light, as if he was talking about some irrelevant old things, "When I was in the orphanage, I saw a child who was picked up by his parents and left the place wearing new clothes. It should be me It was the time when I missed her the most, but when I grew up, I realized that missing her was meaningless, so I stopped thinking about her."

It's an understatement, but if you miss this kind of thing, you won't think about it if you don't want to.He Yi shook his head in his heart, held his hand silently, did not answer, and waited quietly for him to continue.

"Even if she came one day earlier this time, don't tell me that she came to find me because of her daughter, just lie to me casually, say that she misses me and she has been looking for me, I can be so moved that I cry, what does she want?" I'll give you anything, but if she insists on telling me so plainly that she really uses me as a cash machine, then I'm not happy... Isn't it naive? It's something that can be solved with one sentence, but she insists on dragging it Long?"

He Yi shook his head, and looked at him: "It's hard to solve it with one sentence, she will probably make an inch of it, and keep pestering you for more."

Not without reason.

"Then if it were you, what would you do at this time?"

"I don't know," He Yi said, "I haven't experienced your childhood, and it's hard to fully empathize with you... But if my mother came to me for the same reason now, I would probably help her once, and then talk to her Her mother's family and her new family made it clear that she would never contact her again. This is not gratitude or filial piety, I just want to give myself an explanation."

The young man is thin and thin. From Chi Yang's angle, he can see the white and delicate shoulders, neck and collarbone under his collar, as well as the Adam's apple that slides when he speaks. Everything is as delicate and beautiful as a handicraft, making people itch.He cleared his throat and realized that he was a little distracted: "What explanation..."

"An account of equivalent repayment," He Yi didn't pay attention to where he was looking, and said in a calm tone, "After this, in my heart, we will settle the matter."

It was indeed a choice He Yi could make.Chi Yang nodded: "After that, I don't dare to break up with you. I can settle the settlement of a house, and there is no room for redemption."

He spoke in a very serious tone today, as if he was suppressing his irritability, and he had no room to show other emotions—so much so that He Yi was in a daze for a while, unable to tell whether what he said was true or not.

But the result was the same, whether it was a joke or a serious one, he would just shake his head, and his calm and gentle voice carried a hint of reassurance: "We won't settle."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand more and more proficiently, stroked Chi Yang's hair like a big dog to comfort him, and got up to wash up: "Let's eat first, there will always be a solution."

He didn't have time to stand up, and was pulled back by Chi Yang's arms around his waist -- Chi Yang hugged his waist, and leaned on his thigh like a shameless pillow, all his breath fell on his waist, and he could breathe through the thin shirt fabric. Vaguely felt.

The boy's muffled voice came through the fabric: "Charge the battery."

He Yi was originally thin, and he didn't have any flesh on his waist. He was pliable and soft when he was hugged through his clothes, making people unable to resist exploring more.He wasn't sure what Chi Yang was doing, and he couldn't stop him for a while, so he could only let him lift up his clothes slightly with his back stiffened, and his palms slowly moved up along the waistline full of hints.

He Yi raised his hand somewhat at a loss, hesitated for a moment, and still placed it on Chi Yang's shoulder. Although his intention was pure, he still showed a little intention of refusing to welcome.He heard Chi Yang's low chuckle, and the next second something warm rubbed against his waist—it was an extremely ambiguous kiss.

He trembled subconsciously, feeling that something would get out of hand if he didn't speak again, he changed the subject tremblingly: "What's for lunch..."

Chi Yang answered quickly, with a surprisingly serious tone, like a deep sigh hidden in his clothes: "Eat you."

There was a sense of danger in the words of a young wolf opening its claws. It was obviously very intimate and coquettish, but there was a cute aggressive desire to ruthlessly drink his blood.

He Yi hesitated for a moment, tentatively put his hands on the top of Chi Yang's head, stroked his somewhat tangled sleeping hair, imitated how he used to comfort himself, touched his ears and the back of his neck restrainedly—then he He clearly sensed that the other party's breathing was heavy, and he called him softly as if he couldn't help himself: "Brother..."

His palms are hot.

The boy's voice was clear and clear, and he said "hmm" in a questioning tone.

The silence of just a few seconds is hard to endure.Chi Yang felt that he must have exhausted the greatest restraint in his life to tear himself away from He Yi, turned over and fell into the soft bed, and then pulled up the quilt to cover his face, not to look at him.

"I don't want to cook today," he said sullenly in that dazed trance, "order takeaway, I'll get it at the door."

The takeaway boy seemed not very familiar with this area, he called twice but couldn't find the location, luckily he was not in a hurry, Chi Yang waited for a while, and simply went to the fruit supermarket.

He doesn't like to eat fruit, and the only thing he can figure out from He Yi is that his boyfriend doesn't like sour food, so when he goes to the supermarket, he always buys what he has, and he doesn't bargain for it. The proprietress knew him already, and found that the young man was not very friendly, but he was a good-natured buyer, and would say hello to him when he entered the door.

"Well, oranges, and another box of grapes...you can also cut the fruit, um, whatever, you can weigh it."

In fact, he doesn't like such a warm and harmonious environment. He always feels that standing here looks awkward. He scans the QR code and pays to leave, and the proprietress who knows him calls him back and stuffs two apples, so he smiles unskillfully Laughing, trying to make myself look as kind as possible, and thanked him.

When walking out of the supermarket, the takeaway brother called for the third time and asked him if he would deliver to the door with the stone bench at the door.

Chi Yang was carrying the bag of fruit, and walked out while answering the phone, suddenly felt that he was a bit like a bodyguard of a rich family, and he had to work part-time as a housekeeper to buy this and that for the young master——using his own property, young master He is only responsible for staying at his house, and he has to coax him to stay.

He glanced in the direction of the door, and found the figure delivering food by bike beside the legendary stone bench—and something else—the tone became colder and colder: “Just put it there, I saw is you."

There was another person standing there.

A woman he should be very familiar with, but now he only finds it disgusting and strange.

The delivery guy on the other end of the phone was still apologizing for the delay, begging him not to give a bad review, and he almost said that he was pleading with his boss and Xiao Yunyun... Chi Yang narrowed his eyes imperceptibly, and said expressionlessly: "It's okay, I'll give you a good review, hang up the phone."

After finishing speaking, he put down his phone and waited for a while, until the delivery man left by bicycle, then shook his head and walked towards the direction where the woman was standing.

"How long have you been waiting?" He walked behind his biological mother and asked expressionlessly.

His accent was originally fierce, and his tone was full of undisguised disgust and ridicule. It really seemed that a gangster had come to him.The woman was startled, turned around and saw that his expression had changed again, and she forced herself to hold back his hand in fear, with complicated eyes: "Xiao Yang, you..."

This time I met him by chance, I knew it without thinking, I knew that he came here to wait and see while he was on vacation.

It's a pity that Chi Yang is not a rabbit, and he has no interest in being caught and pestered.

"Don't talk here, and don't send me messages." He broke away from the other party's hand, walked past her without looking at her, went to get the takeaway he put on the stone bench, paused when he stretched out his hand, He seemed to think of something, and added in a cold tone, "You want to talk, right? Wait for me here at ten o'clock tomorrow, and go out and talk."

The sun is good today, the takeaway is still warm when you get it in your hand, you can smell the faint smell of food, but Chi Yang's heart is cold, like stagnant water without waves.

He didn't want to hear the other party's voice suddenly lighten up as if seeing hope, and he didn't want to hear his name from his biological mother again. It wasn't a compromise, it wasn't even a concession, he just didn't want to go on like this anymore.

——He didn't want He Yi to see his stupid appearance.

"I'm back, let's go eat."

Chi Yang didn't see anyone when he opened the door. He went upstairs to look for him and found that He Yi had borrowed his computer desk.

He Yi stood up when he heard the words, put down the things in his hands, followed him downstairs, and asked casually, "Why have you been here for so long?"

Why did it take so long—the delivery man delivered to the wrong place, he went to buy fruit, and met someone he didn't want to see at the gate of the community.There was more than one justification, and there were many excuses. He paused, but still skipped the words of explanation.

"It's nothing, Cao Cao is here," he took apart the chopsticks for He Yi, and wrote lightly, "Let's eat."

In his impression, He Yi doesn't like takeaways very much—he's not picky, but he hardly touches food like fried chicken and pizza. Porridge, with meat and vegetables, is very worry-free.

Today is no exception, bento rice, two meat and two vegetables, with a home-cooked soup.

He didn't go on, and He Yi was not a character who would ask questions. He took the bowl and chopsticks and nodded, and thanked him softly.

There was nothing to say for a while, Chi Yang leaned on the sofa, ate in silence for a rare time, and his mind was not on it. After a while, he put down his chopsticks, cleared his throat unnaturally, and called He Yi's name.

The other party looked up at him: "Huh?"

He looked into those clean and clear eyes like black jade, and he couldn't say anything when he reached the edge of his mouth. After hesitating for a moment, he asked a little abruptly: "He Yi, do you think... am I Pretty trash?"

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