Vocal fetish

The days ahead for Wen Shun are much simpler than before - half of the week is spent at school preparing materials for the thesis and defense, and the other half is spent at Yi Sheng's home.

But it’s not like being idle and doing nothing at Yi Sheng’s house. If you want to talk about business, you can borrow his computer at Yi Sheng’s house to find a job that suits you and post your resume everywhere. information and packages.

Of course, apart from these, there are some more private "non-business matters" between him and Yi Sheng.

Thinking of this article, I couldn't help but blush instantly, and even the movement of packing up the materials in my hands was a lot slower.

"Oh? Have you started packing? Are you leaving in the afternoon?" Yang Yi, who came back from the dormitory with a basketball in his arms, looked at Wen Shun's packing and the clothes on the bed that had already been packed.

Wen Shun came to his senses after being called out by Yang Yi. He quickly put the materials that had been classified into categories in his hand into the information bag and put them in his bag.

"No, I'm going to leave now." Wen Shun explained to Yang Yi with his bag on his back, "Yi Sheng said that his work will end early today, so I want to go over to make lunch or something. I haven't had a good meal all day..."

Yang Yi casually rolled the basketball net bed down, pulled off the towel hanging on the shelf, wiped off his sweat, and joked with Wen Shun without any malice: "Oh, how long has it been? He even has the keys to his house." Now, how does it feel to be a house husband?"

"What kind of family husband..." Wen Shun's shoulders slumped, and he responded helplessly to his friend's teasing.

Yang Yi raised his eyebrows and stopped talking, but the playful expression on his face was enough to explain everything.

"Then I'm leaving, just call me if you have anything to do." Wen Shun finished speaking and went out.

Yang Yi looked at the dormitory where one person was missing, and suddenly felt that this small dormitory was a bit empty.He sighed, took off his sweaty basketball jersey and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.Just before he walked into the bathroom, the mobile phone that was charging on the table suddenly rang.

Yang Yi hesitated for a moment, walked half naked to the desk and picked up the phone - the caller ID was "Thank God".

"Hey...Xiao Yi, do you want to have lunch together?" Xie Tian's tired voice came from the phone.

Yang Yi felt strange at first, because Xie Tian told him before that he would be on a business trip for the next two days and he would not come back until the weekend, but today was obviously only Thursday.

Yang Yi scratched his head and said, "I haven't eaten yet. Didn't you go on a business trip? You came back so soon?"

"I changed my itinerary because I finished work early. I just got off the plane. Since you haven't had lunch, I'll pick you up. I'll see you at the school gate later." Xie Tian yawned on the phone, "There are still Yi Sheng, that guy disappeared as soon as he got off the plane."

Yang Yi was silent for a while, and suddenly remembered what Wen Shun said just now that Yi Sheng finished work early.

"I'm going to eat my beloved wife... No, it should be my husband's lunch."

"Huh? My husband's lunch?" Probably because he was really tired, Xie Tian didn't turn his head around for a while.

Yang Yi sighed and said: "Forget it, if you really want to be so tired, go home first. It's too troublesome to drive around to my school. I'll go there by myself later."

"Then lunch..." Xie Tian hesitated.

"Wait until I make your husband's lunch, idiot." Yang Yi snorted and hung up the phone.

Wen Shun’s school is actually not close to Yi Sheng’s residence. It takes hundreds of taxis to get there, and there are often traffic jams. This is a waste of time and money. For a student who has not yet found a job It is no small burden for the party.

Therefore, every time Wen Shun goes to Yisheng by himself, he has to change bus and subway several times. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is faster and more affordable for cities with frequent traffic jams, and it is also the same for Wen Shun. better choice.

As usual, Wen Shun took the trouble to transfer to the subway. He quickened his pace and hoped that he could catch up and transfer to another subway, so that the waiting time could be reduced.

Thinking of this, Wen Shun's steps became much faster, and what was originally just a brisk walk gradually turned into a trot.And just when he was about to catch another train to transfer to the subway, he accidentally bumped into the arms of a passerby, and the person he hit seemed to lose his center of gravity because of his unsteady footsteps. The child fell to the ground.

Oops!I was in such a hurry that I didn't see the way!

Wen Shun looked at the person who seemed to be thrown to the ground by himself, and suddenly panicked.

"I'm sorry!" Wen Shun didn't care about the backpack he dropped on the ground, but first helped the person in front of him up from the ground, "Are you okay!? I'm really sorry! It's all because I was too reckless and didn't watch the road carefully!"

The man who was hit by him in front of him was stunned. Even though Wen Shun apologized for a long time, he didn't say a word, but stood there as if stunned, staring at Wen Shun in a daze. at every turn.

This made Wen Shun suddenly at a loss. He picked up his backpack from the ground in a daze, only to find that there was a wooden crutch that looked expensive beside his backpack.

"Is this... yours?" Wen Shun picked up the crutch and handed it to the man in front of him.

The silent man in front of him stretched out his hand tremblingly. Wen Shun thought that the other party wanted to take the crutch he handed over, but found that the man avoided the crutch and held his hand directly.

Wen Shun was startled at first, and then quickly pulled out his hand, "Oh... sir, you..."

"Quran...Wen Quran?"

Wen Shun froze in place when he heard the man in front of him.

This is, what's going on here?Why does this man's voice... so similar to Yi Sheng's?

"Quran, is it you!?"

Why does this man in front of him know his father's name?

Wen Shun couldn't see...or maybe he couldn't recognize him. Apart from the voice, the face of the man in front of him was [-]% similar to Yi Sheng.If it weren't for the obvious wrinkles at the corners of this man's eyes and the sideburns mixed with a few strands of silver hair that revealed his true age, then in the eyes of others, he would have been carved out of the same mold as Yi Sheng.

"Please speak!"

The man's voice was very excited, but the face that was [-]% similar to Yi Sheng was not as indifferent as Yi Sheng.The deep sorrow and sadness are faithfully engraved on his face, which makes people wonder what kind of deep sorrow he has experienced to show such an expression.

"You... who are you?" Wen Shun looked at the man in front of him with some anxiety, subconsciously trying to push him away.Wen Shun, who did this, didn't realize at all how terrifying the other party's expression became after hearing him say 'who are you'.

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket rang.Wen Shun quickly shook off the hand of the man in front of him and took out the phone to answer it.

"Hello? Where are you, Wen Shun? Yi Sheng just called me to say that he didn't wait for you at home, and he couldn't get through on the phone? What's going on?" Yang Yi on the other end of the phone asked worriedly.

"Didn't get through the phone? That's not right... I haven't received a call from anyone other than you since I came out?" After Wen Shun answered, a thing that made him feel ashamed suddenly flashed through his mind.

He has never had Yisheng's mobile phone number!Their communication these days has always been relying on Weibo and social software, and most of the rest of the time the two of them are together, so they seem to have forgotten to save their mobile phone numbers unconsciously...

I don't even know my boyfriend's phone number, my God, how stupid am I?If Yang Yi found out, he wouldn't laugh him to death!

Wen Shun, who was thinking like this, obviously ignored why Yi Sheng had his own mobile phone number and why he didn't receive Yi Sheng's call.

Yang Yi heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that nothing happened to Wen Shun and said, "Anyway, you should contact Yi Sheng first, he is going to be in a hurry..."

"I see, I'm now... sir? Are you okay?" Wen Shun was talking to Yang Yi, when he looked up, he saw the hunched body of the middle-aged man who had just been lifted up by himself.

As if some acute illness had suddenly occurred, the man in front of him fell down clutching his chest, his face was also unhealthily livid.

"Sir! Sir, are you okay!" Wen Shun squatted down in fright, and the pedestrians around immediately felt that something was wrong after seeing Wen Shun and the man here. Some people hid far away, and some people He stood aside and cast worried glances, but no one came forward to help.

"Ambulance... yes! Call an ambulance!" The terrified Wen Shun quickly hung up Yang Yi's phone and dialed the emergency number, and then forced himself to report the location of the subway station he was in.

"Sir, hold on! The ambulance will come soon! It will come soon!" After making the emergency call, Wen Shun squatted beside the man and kept comforting him, even though he had various feelings for the man in front of him. Such questions, but these are not the most important right now.

The face of the man who fell on the ground was livid, but he forced a slightly distorted smile after seeing Wen Shun's tense face. He held Wen Shun's hand tightly and looked at him with somewhat dazed eyes.

"Qu... Qu Ran... don't be afraid, I... will be fine... I'm not with you yet... How could I die... How could..."

However, as soon as the weak voice fell, the man passed out, only the hand holding Wen Shun was still as tight as iron clamps, making it impossible to break free.

"Qu...but..."

Hearing the unconscious man calling his father's name in a voice almost identical to Yi Sheng's, Wen Shun's heart hung high again.

It wasn't until Wen Shun saw the medical staff running from not far away that his nervous heart felt a little relaxed.