Mountains and seas have a home

The autumn rain continued until midnight, the temperature inside and outside the house dropped further and lower, and the cold air hit He Luan directly.He was dreaming in a daze, and heard the sound of pattering rain, and it was raining both in the dream and outside the dream.He Luan felt that his body was very cold, he shrank back, and then woke up from the cold.

The room was pitch-black, and a small fire was burning in the distance outside the two glass windows, as if suspended in mid-air.He Luan touched himself. There was only a cotton long-sleeved shirt with a large neckline. When he was sleeping, he turned to one side and his shoulders slipped out.He exhales.After rubbing the exposed skin, and then pulling up the neckline to cover the shoulders, I felt a little warmer.

He turned his head and touched the bed next to him. It was warm, and someone was sleeping there.He Luan was startled suddenly, but he immediately realized that it was Chen Wei, and he kept Chen Wei at home overnight.He Luan gasped for breath twice, all his dreams at night were shattered by that blow just now.He leaned towards Chen Wei, Chen Wei fell asleep with his back facing him, the quilt was wrapped around him, this guy must have snatched all the quilt!

He Luan didn't intend to wake him up, and carefully flipped the quilt on Chen Wei's body, but the quilt was too tightly wrapped, and he couldn't move them with just this little strength.In winter nights, Chen Wei always likes to sleep on the same bed with He Luan, and he also has a problem that he can't get rid of - he likes to grab people's quilts.

"Weiwei." In desperation, He Luan had no choice but to lie on Chen Wei's shoulder and whisper to him, rubbing Chen Wei's face with his hands, "Wake up, all the quilts have gone to your place, give me some."

The single bed was narrow, and Chen Wei's side was warm. Although He Luan was awake, he still moved his body to rub against the warm place.It used to be lying on the stomach, but now it has turned into holding Chen Wei in his arms and using it as a stove to keep warm.It was very dark inside, and outside the window it was raining, crackling on the old glass and the burdock leaves.This place is not quite the same as the apartment of the Time Bureau. This is He Luan's home. When he lost his parents and became alone, Chen Wei still came to accompany him.

Chen Wei felt that someone was calling him, and there was another hand pressing his face gently.He woke up from the dream, squinted his eyes and muttered something, then suddenly raised his elbow and pressed it against He Luan's neck, staring like a frightened crow.

He Luan didn't speak, Chen Wei stared at him for a while, then put his hand down, couldn't help laughing out loud: "Don't make trouble, the reveille has not been blown yet."

"There is no wake-up number, this is at my house." He Luan hugged him tightly, "Get up, give me some quilt, I'm freezing to death. We have slept in the same bed for so long, why can't you get rid of this problem?" Already!"

Chen Wei glanced at He Luan, and immediately understood what he had done.He blushed, and while saying "I'm sorry", he raised his waist and pulled out the quilt under him, turned over, and covered He Luan under the warm mattress.Chen Wei was lying face to face with him with the quilt folded, his bright eyes shining brightly even in the dark night.Chen Wei moved a certain distance towards He Luan to please him, smiled at him, and said, "I'm warm on my body, can I be a hand warmer for you?"

"Bastard, you've done all the bad things, and now you're going to be a good person again? You have to get rid of this bad habit sooner or later, or you won't be able to sleep in my bed again!" He Luan scolded him, but he couldn't help leaning towards Chen Wei. .

"It must be changed, it must be changed, but I must sleep tonight, right?"

He Luan closed his eyes: "You have said several times that you want to change, but I haven't seen any changes in you. I fell asleep, because you are a hand warmer."

Chen Wei smiled sweetly, and then closed his eyes to start dreaming again. In the cold night, the sound of their even and regular breathing was soon heard, but the raindrops in the courtyard became more cheerful and noisy.

At six o'clock in the morning, Chen Wei's cell phone stuffed under his pillow vibrated, and he reached under the pillow to press it.Chen Wei couldn't fall asleep when the alarm clock rang. This was a habit he developed in the time bureau.He was lying on his back, He Luan didn't know when he leaned his head on his chest, and his cheek was pressed against his bulging chest.The heartbeat in his chest didn't wake him up, but made him sleep more soundly.The two of them spent the night squeezed together like this, the bed was warm and cozy.Chen Wei sniffed the cold air in the room and suddenly felt very happy.

But he immediately settled down, he knew that happiness didn't come from this way, they didn't do anything, they just slept together to keep warm.Chen Wei was thinking wildly, and raised his hands to rest his head, but he quickly retracted his hands due to the cold.

He Luan hadn't woken up yet, and today happened to be Saturday, so Chen Wei didn't wake him up in a hurry.Chen Wei took advantage of this time to stare at the top of He Luan's head for a while, he wanted to grab He Luan's hair, but he didn't dare to do so after all.With such a hairy head against his heart, no matter whether He Luan did it unintentionally or planned, Chen Wei's heart was flooded with a sweet and healthy dream, and the room at this time was so peaceful and peaceful. Warm!

On the weekend, Fu Zhong got up as early as usual, and he secretly looked at Ji Yao from a distance for a while, this is how he felt that he was in a good mood all day after watching for a while.Afraid of waking Ji Yao up, he tiptoed out of bed, then quietly stepped across the carpet in the bedroom, opened the door happily and walked out.After he walked to the outside room, the lights turned on automatically, and the cool air was filled with a refreshing and slightly sour smell, exuding a simple and simple fragrance.

Fu Zhong shook the wide and soft sleeves of the satin robe trimmed with fringe, and exposed his two arms to wipe his sleepy hair.He breathed in the aroma of the room like a hunter in the forest, and then went into the bathroom to wash up, he had to tidy himself up.

Ji Yao woke up a few minutes after Fu Zhong got up, her heart was beating inexplicably.He took a breath and looked aside subconsciously. The pillow was empty and there was no one under the quilt.Ji Yao frowned irritably - why did Fu Zhong leave without saying goodbye, and just left himself on the bed!

He reached out to test the temperature of the quilt, but fortunately there was still some warmth left, so Ji Yao was not completely disheartened.He threw off the quilt and got out of bed, gathered his robe and fastened his belt before putting his hand on the doorknob.

"What are you doing?" Rao Ji Yao was overjoyed to see that Fu Zhong didn't leave, but his mouth was full of unforgiving, "There was a lot of noise in the early morning."

Fu Zhong was washing his face. Hearing this, he wiped off the drops of water on his face. He looked back at Ji Yao who was leaning against the door frame and said, "Did I wake you up? But I was very careful not to make a sound." .”

Ji Yao just wanted to nod, but when he stared at Fu Zhong's apprehensive eyes for a while, he suddenly changed his mind, and a part of his heart softened.Ji Yao turned his face away pretending to be ungrateful, raised his chin and said, "You didn't wake me up, but it's about the same."

After finishing speaking, he rolled his eyes and gave Fu Zhong a long look, and quickly turned away again.Ji Yao certainly wouldn't say that he couldn't fall asleep because the bed next to him was empty. Even in his sleep, his senses were very sensitive, and if there were more or less people beside him, he would feel uneasy.

Fu Zhong was thinking about Ji Yao's words and his mood, rolling back and forth on the mountain of his heart like an iron ring.But Ji Yao interrupted his thoughts, and pointed to the bottles and jars on the table: "Those are for skin care, you can use them if you want."

There are quite a lot of skin care products that occupy a table, but Fu Zhong's family's bottles and cans are not much less than his.Fu Zhong hesitated, reached out to take a can, and said, "No wonder your face always looks so pleasing to the eye."

"The pressure that executives have to bear is not comparable to that of ordinary people, so we always age faster than ordinary people. I have enough scars on my body. If I don't take good care of my face, I won't be able to meet people .”

Fu Zhong unscrewed the lid of the jar, but Ji Yao reached out and snatched what was in his hand: "This is antifreeze, you haven't washed your face yet, what are you using this for?"

"The ones you use are all made in Russia, and I can't read Russian." Fu Zhong said, "I think that one is very similar to the cleanser I use, so I want to try my luck."

"You must have come to set me up again with malicious intentions." Ji Yao walked into the bathroom, took out a box, unscrewed the lid, and picked out some white thick gel with fingers to apply on the amulet. On Zhong's face, "I know your winding intestines are thinking about me all day long."

Aloe vera and mint are added to the gel, and it feels cool when applied on the face, and the nose is filled with a light aroma.Fu Zhong didn't resist, and he didn't refute Ji Yao's words. He asked, "Why did you paint me yourself? You can give me the box yourself."

"Aren't I afraid that you will waste it?" Ji Yao did his best to wipe off the white glue for him, and then screwed the cover back on.

Fu Zhong covered his face with a smile, bent down to wash his face, and didn't stop until his face was clean.Ji Yao leaned against the door, crossing his hands to watch his movements.Fu Zhong raised his body and wiped off the water on his face with a dry towel, and saw Ji Yao in the mirror.They looked at each other through the mirror, and Fu Zhong's dripping ears immediately turned red again. He pretended to wipe the earrings and covered up the obvious shame with a towel.

After Fu Zhong was done, Ji Yao said something to drive him out, and he closed the door to wash up inside.After a while, Fu Zhong was making the quilt, and when he heard Ji Yao calling his name in the bathroom, he hurried over and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"Help me get something, an unopened box in the third drawer on the right side of the desk."

In the third drawer stood alone a square box of ointments, new, with the wrapper still on top.Similarly, all the writing on the box was in Russian, and Fu Zhong couldn't understand a single word.He knocked on the bathroom door, and the door opened a crack from the inside. Ji Yao stretched out his wrist, motioning for Fu Zhong to put something in his hand.

But Fu Zhong suddenly made a bad move, he deliberately touched the ointment on Ji Yao's palm, and immediately pulled it away when Ji Yao was about to grab it.Ji Yao retracted his hand twice but failed to grab it, and immediately became furious, covering the door and criticizing Fu Zhong without showing his face.

After teasing twice enough, Fu Zhong pressed the box in Ji Yao's palm.Ji Yao held the box tightly, retracted his hand, and shut Fu Zhong out of the door heavily. The bang when the door was closed showed how angry he was now!

Angry, he removed the outer packaging of the box, and Ji Yao picked up the transparent ointment and applied it to the scars one by one, so as to cover them all.Gradually, the anger subsided, and the scars on his face were also covered, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had regained his life.When he turned around and saw the skin on his back, the large burn marks immediately made him worry again, a kind of melancholy mixed with disappointment pierced into a gap in his heart, making his limbs and bones sharply move. Stinging.

"Today is the weekend, how do you plan to spend it?" Fu Zhong put the bought breakfast on Ji Yao's table.

Ji Yao pressed the button of his clothes and pulled out the chair, and sat down at the dining table.Fu Zhong has already set up his own plates, it seems that he plans to have breakfast at the same table with Ji Yao.Ji Yao didn't say anything, he wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, poured a little sweet wine into the glass: "Training during the day, and I have something to go out at night. Do you have anything to report to me? If not, you After eating, you can ask someone to open the door for you."

Fu Zhong distributed the fried venison round cakes to Ji Yao. The white-skinned fresh-cut cakes were filled with purple-red plum sauce, and they were emitting a sweet aroma at the moment.Ji Yao sprinkled some sugar on the eight-treasure glutinous rice, then scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and he ate a lot of pine nuts.

"Where are you going at night?" Fu Zhong sat opposite and wiped the mouth of the wine bottle.

"Where does your sense of superiority come from to control me so much? Eat well, don't gossip, and don't take the opportunity to try to get close to the chief." Ji Yao said mercilessly, holding the spoon in his right hand and putting his left hand on the spoon. Flipping through the pages of the adjacent Slavic Mythology.

When Chen Wei's thoughts were wandering here and there in the air, he suddenly heard the alarm clock on He Luan's bedside ringing, and immediately pressed it off.However, the ringing of the alarm clock still woke up the head lying on Chen Wei's chest, and He Luan woke up. When he realized where he was, he immediately became more than half awake, almost bouncing off reflexively.He Luan hugged the quilt and sat up, a little further away from Chen Wei, staring at him suspiciously.

"How long have you been awake?" He Luan asked first.

The pressure on the chest was gone, so Chen Wei sat up and leaned against the head of the bed: "Just for a while. You have been sleeping on my side just now, but it made me feel tight in the chest and out of breath."

Chen Wei pointed to his chest, his white chest muscles were exposed under the neckline.He Luan looked at his expression, and after confirming that he was not perfunctory, he reached out and pressed Chen Wei's chest to rub him.In the end, He Luan deliberately grabbed him, and then retracted his hands and covered him under the blanket to keep warm.Chen Wei stared at him in surprise, and He Luan sucked his nose as if nothing had happened, only then did he realize that he had caught a cold, and his throat seemed to be stuffed with a piece of burning coal.

"You idiot," He Luan complained, "If you hadn't snatched my quilt last night, how could I have caught a cold in the morning!"

Chen Wei put his hand over He Luan's forehead and covered it for a while, noticing that his body temperature was a little high.Chen Wei immediately lifted the quilt to wrap He Luan in a hurry, put his arms around him and said, "Cover, I'll make ginger soup for you to drive away the cold. Where are your ginger and kitchen knife?"

He Luan's whole body was imprisoned in the quilt, and Chen Wei hugged him so hard that he couldn't move at once, so he could only blink his eyes: "The ginger is on the windowsill in front of the stove, and the kitchen knife is on the top of the knife holder. , don’t take it wrong.”

"Received." Chen Wei saluted, twisted his body, put on his pants and shoes, put on his coat and went out, and turned on the light on the balcony.He hurried to the kitchen, found ginger and a knife, took down the cutting board and cut the ginger with the knife, and then peeled a few shreds of white radish.He boiled water, ginger slices and radish shreds were boiled together.When the fire was raging, Chen Wei went to wash up briefly.

The cooked ginger soup was delivered by Chen Wei to He Luan's room, and He Luan was making the bed.The smell of ginger soup was very offensive, He Luan frowned, and went to the small cabinet in the mother's bedroom to bring a jar of honey.

He Luan scooped up a spoonful of honey and poured it into the ginger soup. After stirring it, the thick golden honey did not completely melt.He handed the spoon to Chen Wei's mouth and said, "This honey is very sweet, royal jelly, do you want to have a taste?"

The sweet and greasy smell of honey got into Chen Wei's nose. Just by smelling it, he knew it was not Fanpin. He licked off all the nectar, and swallowed it all without leaving a drop.

At noon, Wei Shanhua and Ji Yao had dinner together. They chatted absently while looking for seats in the restaurant with their plates.Wei Shanhua saw that Fu Zhong was eating alone at the table, surrounded by empty seats, so he suggested that Ji Yao go to meet him.Ji Yao felt that Wei Shanhua's proposal was somewhat silly, but he did not refuse.Fu Zhong is like wine. Once a person drinks alcohol, he doesn't care about anything. His head is so drunk that he can't let his body decide what to do.

"Captain Fu!" Wei Shanhua still put on a cheerful and hospitable tone and shouted, making the surrounding atmosphere much more cheerful as soon as the words came out, "Can we sit with you?"

Fu Zhong saw Ji Yao who was standing silently at the side, he immediately seized the opportunity and nodded.Wei Shanhua was about to take a seat in front of Fu Zhong, but just as his butt sank a little before touching the seat, Ji Yao patted him on the shoulder: "This is my seat, you sit on the side."

Wei Shanhua looked at Ji Yao, then at Fu Zhong, then laughed narrowly, and consciously moved to the other side.Ji Yao pretended to be angry and asked Wei Shanhua to shut up, while he took advantage of the opportunity and sat down in front of Fu Zhong with peace of mind.They just ate at the same table in the morning, but now they bumped into each other by accident.Fu Zhong looked at him with a smile, liking him like this in his heart, and quietly reached out to touch Ji Yao's shoe with his toe under the table, and then gave him a piece of corn.

"I'm having corn soup today. It tastes good. You should eat more." Fu Zhong pointed to his bowl, "There's still beef here, and I'll give it to you if you want it."

"It's not fair," Wei Shanhua protested before Ji Yao could speak, "Why do you only give the meat to Santu and ignore a grown-up like me?"

Ji Yao stuffed a piece of cod into Wei Shanhua's plate to silence him: "Shut up, give it to whoever he likes, it's his own business to see who he can't see."

Wei Shanhua picks the chicken unhurriedly, raises his blue eyes and wanders in front of Fu Zhong and Ji Yao, and says with a smile: "If you sit in front of him, of course he's all about you."

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing, just tell the truth, if you don't believe me, go ask Captain Fu." Wei Shanhua put the fried chicken in his mouth as he spoke, and looked at Fu Zhong, "Captain Fu, your chief asked me to ask you a question. Won't you go with us to the hunting ground?"