Vocal fetish

Well, that's really great.

When people go out on a date and encounter a sudden change in the weather, at most it will rain on a sunny day, and the couple will cover each other from the rain, or buy an umbrella for a romantic walk in the rain.

where are they?Not to mention the light rain, let alone the soybean-sized raindrops that hit the face like hell, what does this soybean-sized hail mean?

Which love story have you read that two lovers cover each other in a hailstorm and still can you and me?It's good to have a bruised nose and a swollen face if you don't get hit by this ice bump!No!Let Thunder and Lightning join in the fun!

Is this really a shower?I don't read much, so don't lie to me!

Looking at the bad weather outside the car window, Wen Shun felt a little uneasy.

"Yi Sheng, why don't we go back to the city first?"

"No, it's easy to say if it's just raining. But now there's hail, and there's a lot of icy slag on the road. The temperature in the mountains will be low for a while and the icy slag won't melt away. Xie Tian and I didn't change the tires of our cars, so we drove away rashly. The road is more dangerous." After changing his clothes, Yi Sheng took out his mobile phone from his wet clothes and said, "Don't worry, this is just a matter of a while, and it will stop soon."

Wen Shun heard that Yi Sheng's analysis was methodical, so he didn't ask any more questions.He saw that Yi Sheng took out his cell phone and made a call, which should be to Xie Tian in another car.

"Thank God, did you bring spare clothes? If not, I have extra here."

"Thank you, but I have enough here, you and Wen Shun should wear more clothes, don't catch a cold." Xie Tian replied to Yi Sheng, and said to Yang Yi beside him, "Xiao Yi, what are you doing?" The clothes are in that travel bag in the back seat, yes, that's the one."

Yang Yi pulled his travel bag from the back seat and took out his clothes, but when he saw a piece of fabric falling out along with the clothes, his hair exploded again.

"Thank God! What the hell is this! What do you mean when you fucking go camping and carry such sexy underwear with you!?"

An angry roar penetrated the radio signal, and even Wen Shun, who was some distance away from Yisheng's phone, heard it very clearly.

"Wait, Xiao Yi, listen to my explanation! You..."

Yi Sheng ended the call and cleared his throat, "Ahem, it seems that you don't have to worry about them."

"Indeed, the two of them are quite lively." Wen Shun looked at another car not far away through the rain curtain outside the car window, and the body shaking from time to time at that time was enough to explain everything.

Just as Yi Sheng said, the scary hailstones were gradually collected in less than 2 minutes, and there was only the sound of pattering rain outside the car.

"Are you cold?" Yi Sheng asked suddenly.

Wen Shun, who was used to talking with Yi Sheng, replied naturally: "Fortunately, I feel much better after changing into dry clothes."

Yi Sheng looked at Wen Shun's pale lips and turned around to take a metal thermos cup from the back seat. He unscrewed the bottle and used the cup lid as a quilt to get a cup of hot tea and handed it to Wen Shun.

"I made the tea myself when I went out. It's for moistening my throat. It's still hot in a thermos. Would you like to try it?"

Wen Shun took the hot tea and smelled it. The strong tea fragrance and warm temperature made him feel better for a while.Thanking Yi Sheng, he sipped the tea in his cup and listened to the sound of rain outside the car, for a moment he had the illusion that he was dazzled by the sound of the pattering rain.

Wen Shun likes silence, but it is not the silence of nothingness, but the kind of silence that calms the mind, just like the sound of rain accompanied by the fragrance of tea.

Wen Shun likes voices, but not all voices can make him prefer, but the voice that makes him feel at ease and willing to listen, just like Yi Sheng who is beside him at this time.

Perhaps, this is a good opportunity to express your heart.Wen Shun's heart suddenly moved, and his mouth seemed to be not controlled by the brain but only moved with his heart.

But just as he was about to leave his mouth, a familiar melody came to mind in the car.After the melody, it was the voice of the person beside him.

It's not a voice, but a gentle singing, every word and every tone.

Wen Shun felt like he was a qin, and his heart was the strings on that qin.And Yi Sheng is the one who plays the piano and plucks the strings, his heart is in his hands, trembling with his heart and fingertips.

Wen Shuan listened to the tune flowing from the car stereo in a daze, and it took a long time before he gradually regained his thoughts.At this time, his first sentence was...

"Yi Sheng, I like you."

Yi Sheng looked at Wen Shun who suddenly confessed to him beside him, and his heart, which was already burning because of the other party, trembled slightly again.As if unable to bear the temptation of his beloved, Yi Sheng slowly stretched out his hand to caress Wen Shun's slightly cool cheek.

Wen Shun's rosy lips warmed by hot tea spoke seductive words, those eyelashes that were a little damp because of the rain, those shivering but firm gazes... all of these moved Yi Sheng's heart .

"You know who I am, right?" Yi Sheng heard himself ask.

Wen Shun didn't avoid Yi Sheng's hand, he knew that he was trying to open a path that he had never thought of, although the road ahead was full of uncertainties, he didn't want to shrink back and give up here.

"I know, I like your voice, I like Zeng Gui, so I like you." Wen Shun said word by word, "Maybe you will find it strange that I like you because of your voice, but... I am I really like you, even love you."

"Even if I have flaws that you don't know about?" Yi Sheng asked softly, unconsciously getting closer to Wen Shun.He found that although it was only a few tens of seconds, he had already fallen in love with the touch of his palm, the soft and smooth cheeks, and the rosy lips full of expectation.

Wen Shun nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, then in exchange, I'll answer my question." Yi Sheng sighed and said, "And I will tell you something that is very important to me, and give you an answer."

"As long as I can answer." Wen Shun continued to nod, obedient like a puppy facing its master.

Yi Sheng's hand stroking Wen Shun slowly slipped down, he gently held Wen Shun's chin and raised his head, making Wen Shun look directly at his face.

"Why don't you always look me in the face and talk to me?"

This question made Wen Shun shrink back for a moment. He bit his lip and looked at the person in front of him. This face that he couldn't tell the difference from others made him wonder whether he should tell his secret.

In this way, the two faced each other silently for a while, and Wen Shun lowered his eyes.

"I'm sick." Wen Shun said in a low voice, his hands on his knees trembling slightly. This was the first time in his life that he confided to others the secret that he had kept in his heart for 23 years, "I can't recognize people. No matter men, women, young or old. In my eyes, there is no difference between the faces of all people."

"So I have learned to remember the different voices of each person since I was a child, and to distinguish various emotions and even lies from these voices."

After a paragraph, Wen Shun continued his silence.

Yi Sheng said that it was impossible not to be surprised, but this accident did not hinder his understanding of his own feelings, so he understood why he felt that Wen Shun could understand him.

"Okay, now it's my turn." Yi Sheng leaned close to Wen Shun's ear, using his most gentle tone to tease Wen Shun's most sensitive nerve to sound.

"I'm facial paralyzed and can't express any expression on my face. So I've been learning to use my voice to express my feelings."

Wen Shun opened his eyes wide in surprise, but he heard Yi Sheng continue talking in his ear.

"You're face-blind, it's okay, I just happen to have facial paralysis." Yi Sheng's unconcealable smile and love almost drowned Wen Shun's ears.

"We're made for each other, even our names match, right? Once, for a moment?"

One sound, one moment—Yi Sheng and Wen Shun, their lives are only for one moment, and one moment is only for the most touching voice.