falling grass in pairs

At noon the next day, Yan Ze received a call from Yan Xianglin. He made an appointment to meet in the evening and asked Yan Ze if he would come to pick him up.Only then did Yan Ze remember that he had already made an appointment with Yan Xianglin yesterday tonight for the three of them to have a good talk.

He was a little distracted, he was full after a short lunch, and he was always absent-minded in the afternoon.

Yan Ze rejected Yan Xianglin's offer, and took a taxi back home in the afternoon.

After returning home, Yan Xianglin was already preparing dinner. He stuck his head out of his apron and asked a question. After returning, he continued to cook.Yan Ze looked around the room, but he didn't see Zheng Yichi, and the blockage in his heart eased a little.

Don't look at Yan Xianglin who doesn't seem to say anything, but his mind is very delicate, Yan Ze always knows it.Yan Xianglin understood that if Xiaochi came home early, or picked him up by himself, it would only make Yan Ze feel bad, so Zheng Yichi came late after the two got along for a while.

It was Yan Ze who opened the door when he came.

Zheng Yichi was wearing a beige sweater with a hood and washed jeans. Seeing that Yan Ze was a little nervous, he looked at it for a while awkwardly, then handed him the bag in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Here, I heard you've been busy lately..."

Yan Ze glanced at it, it was a lavender pillow, the kind that helps sleep and relax.

He didn't thank him either, he turned sideways silently, pulled out a pair of slippers at the door and threw them to him, and lazily returned to sit on the sofa.

Seeing Zheng Yichi coming, Yan Xianglin greeted him with a smile and asked him if he wanted some water.Zheng Yichi was extremely cautious at the moment, all his thoughts were on Yan Ze, so he didn't have the energy to take care of Yan Xianglin.

Yan Xianglin felt a little distressed seeing him like this.

It's fair to cook six dishes in the evening, three are Zheng Yichi's favorites, and three are Yan Ze's favorites.When the food was put on the table, Yan Zeguang could tell what his brother was thinking at a glance.

Yan Xianglin is careful and thoughtful, and knows how to communicate with tact, and he will not offend anyone. This is why he can get along like a fish in water no matter whether he is in a foreign country or in the country, because he has friends wherever he goes.

But the current situation is obviously not something he can solve with just a few words.

The three of them sat without moving their chopsticks. In the end, it was Yan Xianglin who picked up some food for Yan Ze and some fish for Zheng Yichi before they started eating.It was supposed to be a happy dinner, but no one knew how to speak first because of different thoughts, but instead fell into a strange silence.

Yan Ze watched them eating, suddenly lost his appetite, and slapped his chopsticks on the table with a bang.

Yan Xianglin looked up at him.

Zheng Yichi shrunk his shoulders, his head almost buried in his job.

"Ozawa." Yan Xianglin called him, frowning.

"Zheng Yichi, what do you think of me?" Yan Ze spoke.

When Yan Xianglin heard that something was wrong at the beginning, he immediately wanted to stop the conversation: "Let's talk after eating."

"I'm full." Yan Ze glanced at him.

"Others haven't finished eating after you." Yan Xianglin said indifferently, but just put the chopsticks on the bowl, Yan Ze stopped talking.

"I didn't deliberately try to hide it from you..." An extremely small voice came from Zheng Yichi.

Yan Ze looked at him, but he dodged his eyes, lowered his eyes, and occasionally raised his eyelids to glance at Yan Ze: "I'm sorry, at first your brother and I... I didn't intend to develop things like this, but I don't know when, slowly Slowly getting closer. A while ago, you were busy, and I knew something was wrong, but I never found a chance to tell you. Later, later, I really didn't expect it to become like this, but I didn't know how to tell you. "

It was rare that Zheng Yichi, who had always been timid, said such a sentence, originally to reassure Yan Ze, but it sounded like Zheng Yichi was defending himself no matter what fell into his ears.

He simply folded his arms and sneered: "That's because I came back at the wrong time that day, and I ruined your good deed."

"Yan Ze." Yan Xianglin called him.

Yan Ze knew that Yan Xianglin was angry.Ever since he was a child, Yan Xianglin would only call him by his name when he was really angry.

Yan Ze had some scruples about his elder brother, but he looked straight at Zheng Yichi unyieldingly.

"No, I didn't intend to hide it from you." Zheng Yichi put his hands on his thighs and held each other firmly.

Yan Xianglin finally couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out to hold his hand under the table. This move was equivalent to a showdown with Yan Ze: "Don't embarrass him. You introduced him to me at the beginning. After a while, I saw him. He was unhappy because of his boyfriend, he was the same kind of person, so he couldn't help comforting him a few words, and thought he was quite interesting, and he got angry over time. No one wants to hide anything from you, let alone such a thing, which is freedom Yes. If you have any opinion on him or me, just say it directly, there is no need to do this.”

The tone and actions of the two of them made Yan Ze's face flushed with anger, and his heart was drenched from the inside out, as if a basin of cold water was being poured down like this.

It was a good play, but in the end, it turned out that he was the villain who beat the mandarin duck.And the two people in front of him have been defending their freedom from beginning to end, never considering his feelings from his point of view.

In fact, he didn't have a problem with Zheng Yichi.He has always liked this friend of his.Compared with other hypocritical and troublesome individuals, he has always admired his brother's sincerity, timidity but not humbleness, calm straightforwardness and kindness to others.

But right now he can't think about it that much.He just felt that his things had been robbed.

Yan Ze couldn't express his emotions.

He trembled with anger, but no one could forgive him.Not even Jiangcheng.

Jiang Cheng just lied to him and told him that that person is the one your brother really likes.This time, you can't take it away.

He felt as if he had lost his mind.

Yan Ze didn't know what happened to him at that moment. If he had to describe it, it would probably be anger.

He splashed the cold water on the table onto their tightly clasped hands.

He didn't know that he took the wrong water, and that glass was boiled water poured by Yan Xianglin.

Zheng Yichi's hands were on his lap, so a glass of boiling water was poured all over him.

Zheng Yichi screamed from being burned, and jumped up, his crotch, hands and arms were all wet.

Because Yan Xianglin was holding his hand, he knew how hot the water was, but he didn't make a sound because his skin was thick and thick. He just jerked his hand away and looked at Yan Ze in surprise. Without saying a word, he immediately picked up Zheng Yichi and rushed into the bathroom .

Yan Ze was a little dazed when he saw the smoking porcelain cup in his hand, and hurried to the bathroom.

Zheng Yichi was hugged by Yan Xianglin and sat on the bathtub, his trousers were taken off, revealing his red thighs and arms, in stark contrast to his fair skin, like an ugly scar.

Yan Xianglin's eyes were still red, but seeing Yan Ze couldn't help it now, he pursed his lips desperately, and when he lowered his head, tears fell down silently.

Yan Xianglin was holding the shower to pour ice water for him, Zheng Yichi's tears dripped on the back of his hand, he was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw Yan Ze at the door.

Yan Ze had never seen Yan Xianglin's eyes like that, it was cold.

"Get out," he said.

After finishing speaking, she stopped looking at Yan Ze's expression and lowered her head to take off Zheng Yichi's underwear.Zheng Yichi stopped his tears, and frantically stopped with his scalded hands, Yan Xianglin simply took off his shirt, let him sit in the bathtub, and then poured ice water over his scalded area over and over again.

Yan Ze saw a large red spot on the back of Yan Xianglin's hand, but he didn't know it at all.

"I'm not……"

I did not do it on purpose.

He didn't say it.

Because he saw the way Yan Xianglin looked at him, he couldn't say anything.

He turned around numbly, and heard Zheng Yichi shout anxiously from behind: "Xiao Ze!"

He suddenly felt very tired.

"In the future, I will not have your brother." He said.

Yan Xianglin didn't say a word.

Yan Ze walked to the door and grabbed the key, put on his shoes casually and went out, feeling lost along the way.

There is nowhere to go back.

Jiang Cheng lied to him and played with him from the beginning, and he will not return to that place again.And I already have Zheng Yichi in my family, who is the one who makes my brother hold her heart higher than myself.

He thought of the way Yan Xianglin looked at him just now, and he felt uncomfortable.

At this time, he really missed Jiang Cheng, and wanted Jiang Cheng to take him out for a drive without saying anything, or to hold his shoulders, with the vague smell of tobacco on his body.Even if you make a few inappropriate jokes with him...

Yan Ze suddenly discovered that he had become so dependent on Jiang Cheng unconsciously.

He fumbled in his pocket, and came out without a wallet. He smiled wryly, thinking, if Jiang Cheng suddenly appeared in front of him now, would he forgive him?

He just thought about it.

He walked down his own road, not knowing where else he could go.Looking at the phone, Yan Xianglin never called him.It's impossible to go back to my parents' house, and it's impossible to go to Jiangcheng. After thinking about it, I can only call my friend on the phone and borrow some money for the time being.

Just thinking about it, the phone suddenly turned on.

It's Jiang Cheng's phone number.

By coincidence, Yan Ze picked it up just like that.

"Where are you, I'm downstairs at your house."

Yan Ze suddenly felt that everything was very funny.

"Go back."

"I'll give you your passport, don't you want?"

Yan Ze could almost imagine Jiang Cheng raising his eyebrows on the phone.

Yan Ze never wanted to see Jiang Cheng this much.

"I'm downstairs with my brother," he said.

Jiang Cheng didn't speak, but he had a vague guess in his heart when he heard Yan Ze's tone, and he stopped joking now: "Then just wait, I'll be right there."

Yan Ze squatted on the curb, sniffled and looked at the sky, feeling that he was really homeless.My nest has been taken by outsiders, and I can't cry if I feel wronged.

He felt bad.

A car slowly stopped in front of Yan Ze.He is all too familiar, the silver SUV, the people in the car did not roll the windows, but got off directly.

There was a faint smell of tobacco on his body, Yan Ze clearly smelled this familiar smell when he approached, and his nerves seemed to relax.He lowered his head, feeling that someone had witnessed his grievances. Although he tried his best to endure, the tears were still falling down, and he couldn't stop no matter what.

He kept scolding himself in his heart.

Crying ass, just like that guy Zheng Yichi, why are you crying? You're so stupid, and you're not a sissy, and you're so fucking wronged!

No matter how ugly the words he said to himself in his heart, the tears could not be held back.

Someone sighed softly, bent down and wiped the end of his eyes.

He turned his head to avoid the hand, but the hand chased after him persistently.