President, he must be me

The atmosphere changed suddenly, I don't know if it was because of the temperature on the man's body, or because the words were said too lightly, like a feather that caught off guard and floated into his heart.

Tan Shaochen was in a daze, and his words became soft: "If you really feel that you are at fault, stop doing weird things..."

"what do you mean?"

"I mean, don't let Zhu Li bring people to my place..." Tan Shaochen slurred his words as if in his sleep, "Even if the place closes down, I will find another job..."

Shen Yanwen was stunned for a while, then said: "...I didn't intend to close down there."

"Then what are you going to do..."

"If I really want to do that," the man said, "it's more convenient for me to buy it directly."

This time it was Tan Shaochen's turn to be stunned: "...it seems to be..."

The man was quite drunk, and he didn't respond after saying this, only the sound of his heavy breathing remained.In this little moment of silence, Tan Shaochen's thoughts went out of the sky and came back in a circle.It took him a long time to react, Shen Yanwen was still lying on top of him, as if there was no such mess between the two of them.

His voice was as low as a mosquito humming: "...can you let me go?"

"Can I say no?"

"I suspect you're not drunk at all..."

Shen Yanwen hesitated for two seconds: "Drunk."

"How can a drunk person admit that he is drunk so frankly..." Although the young man said so, he still did not struggle, "There is also the matter of Wei Wan..."

"Do you have to mention him to me?"

"No," Tan Shaochen said, "I'm serious, I have nothing to do with him, don't drag him into the water..."

"But I haven't done anything yet."

"Ok?"

Shen Yanwen finally supported the bed, raised his upper body slightly, looked into the young man's eyes and said, "...I intended to let his father discipline him well, but I knew it would make me hate me even more, so I didn't do it."

The sudden staring at each other made Tan Shaochen panic. A few hours ago, he had scolded Shen Yanwen in his heart for being an unscrupulous scum.But the man looked at him with sadness in his eyes, which even made him feel that he was too good.

Damn it, if you are good-looking + have a lot of money, you can really do whatever you want.

The young man blushed suddenly: "Then I apologize, it was me... I misunderstood you."

"I don't need your apology."

Shen Yanwen's voice hadn't finished yet, as if he really didn't have the strength to stay awake anymore, he suppressed it again.Tan Shaochen didn't dare to show his air - he knew what the atmosphere was like right now.

The familiar scent of perfume on the man's body, like an invisible thread, penetrated into his body, binding his heart tightly, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

——It would be great if Shen Yanwen really liked him.

——I don't like the eyes of "Luo Bei", or the so-called "savior".

——I like him, I like him, I like the person named "Tan Shaochen".

The young man lowered his eyes and lost focus, blurring his cheap and crowded small apartment in front of him.And he was even a little unwilling to break this moment.

After a long time, Tan Shaochen finally couldn't help but said: "Let go of me, you should rest, and I should too."

But the man didn't respond.

He turned his head vigorously, trying to look at the other party: "Shen Yanwen?"

Still no response.

——This person won't just fall asleep like this, will he?

Tan Shaochen pushed him a few times, but the man showed no signs of waking up.

"...How could such a thing happen? Just now." He struggled to prop up the person a little bit, and took advantage of the situation to move himself out. "Just now, I said so many words..."

He couldn't break free from the sober Shen Yanwen, and it was still difficult for him to break free from Shen Yanwen who had fallen asleep.

Tan Shaochen tossed and tossed until he was exhausted before getting off the bed completely.Panting heavily, he looked at Shen Yanwen who was sleeping on the bed in front of him, feeling helpless, uncomfortable, and a little funny.All kinds of emotions were mixed together, and even he himself didn't know what he was thinking at the moment.

The eternally perfect Shen Yanwen would sometimes drink like this and speak incoherently.

And acted like...for him.

"...What are you thinking about Tan Shaochen, don't be so worthless!"

The young man patted his face, forced himself to stop thinking about it, turned around and walked to the bathroom.The house he rented was not well tidied up, let alone where he would sleep when someone came; therefore, Tan Shaochen had no spare bedding, nor could he make a bed on the floor.He can only take out all his belongings and figure out if he can go to a youth hotel for a night.

But obviously, he had already reached the time when he could save a dollar.

Or deal with it all night on the floor... Wait, now that Shen Yanwen has occupied his bed, why should he sleep on the cold floor?

Tan Shaochen struggled intensely in the bathroom for a long time, and finally decided—squeeze and let it go.

Anyway, Shen Yanwen has already slept unconsciously, so it's nothing for two big men to sleep for a night, right?As long as he gets up early, embarrassment can be avoided.

So the youth really did it.

He carefully slept on the inside, originally wanting to keep a little distance from the man, but the bed was really small, even if he was close to the wall, he couldn't be separated from Shen Yanwen.

What else can I do, I can't really sleep on the floor in the cold winter months, can I?

Tan Shaochen comforted himself that the incident was helpless, while pulling off the quilt to wrap himself tightly.Within 2 minutes, he couldn't help moving again, and parted most of the quilt to cover Shen Yanwen.

Who made him naturally like to meddle in his own business?

That night, Tan Shaochen had a good dream after a long absence.

-

When Shen Yanwen woke up again, there was a subtle fragrance in the room.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the hangover headache hit him immediately; he had some scattered impressions of the scene in front of him - this is where Tan Shaochen lives now.There are exposed light bulbs hanging from the ceiling, and the usable area can be estimated at a glance—maybe less than twenty square meters?A crude coffee table, a small plastic bench, and other things piled up on it.

—He lives in this kind of place?

When the power went out that day, Shen Yanwen didn't see it clearly, he only knew that it wasn't very good here.

It was only when he was lying on Tan Shaochen's bed and looking at everything in front of him that he realized how bad it was.The mattress under him was also horribly hard, and he could hear the sound of inferior springs when he moved a few times.

He looked up to the only sound direction in the room. The young man was standing in front of the table with his head down, frying something with a small portable stove and pot.

Soon he smelled it, it was the smell of egg fried rice.

Shen Yanwen ate it once, when Tan Shaochen made him a meal of fried rice with eggs in order to please him.The taste was very similar to what he had eaten before, just smelling it would remind him of Luobei involuntarily.

Su Zhou, who looks exactly like Luobei, he just thinks he looks like him.

And Tan Shaochen, who is obviously different from Luobei in every way, yet always overlaps with Luobei in subtle places... He can't even tell why he is so eager to hope that Tan Shaochen will come back.

Hearing the noise from the small stove stopped, Shen Yanwen got up, and the bed creaked, and the young man turned his head to look at him: "You're awake..."

"Ah."

Tan Shaochen turned around in embarrassment, as if unwilling to meet his gaze: "... Would you like some fried rice with eggs?"

"it is good."

"...I just went down to buy a toothbrush." ​​Tan Shaochen lowered his head and whispered, "Go wash up."

"……Um."

There was a strong embarrassment in the room, like two strangers who accidentally had a ridiculous night after being drunk.But in fact, they are not strangers, and they didn't have sex last night.

The man went to the bathroom, and Tan Shaochen sighed when he heard the sound of water coming from inside.

Although nothing indescribable happened to them last night, when he woke up, Shen Yanwen was wrapped in his arms.This was enough to make Tan Shaochen feel embarrassed.

He filled half of the fried rice with eggs, put his only spoon in his usual bowl, and brought it to the small table.

After Shen Yanwen washed up, he walked to the coffee table with an uneasy face: "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'll eat it." Tan Shaochen pointed to the pot, "I eat with this."

"........."

"I only have one set of tableware here." The young man said, taking a bite with a frying spoon to demonstrate that he can really eat directly, "Leave me alone, just eat."

"........."

Shen Yanwen was speechless, he could only walk over, and forcefully pulled him aside: "Then eat together."

The man poured all the fried rice with eggs left in the pot into the bowl with some unfamiliar movements, and dragged Tan Shaochen to sit down on the bed, while he himself sat on the cramped small bench.The young man was a little violent by his actions, and when he realized it, Shen Yanwen had already held a bowl and a spoon, and handed a mouthful of egg fried rice to his lips.

"That's too much..." Tan Shaochen said.

"We've done everything," Shen Yanwen said without changing his expression, "Do you still care about this?"

"I did not mean that……"

"Or if you eat it, I won't eat it if I don't."

"No...it's for two people..."

"Then let's eat together."

Tan Shaochen opened his mouth subtly.

The two of them ate a bowl of egg fried rice together in silence. After a long time, Shen Yanwen said: "Or you can live at home and let Xiao Li take care of picking you up; I will live in the company."

Tan Shaochen subconsciously asked: "...don't you want to live in Chiliuyuan?"

"...If you still care about this," Shen Yanwen said, "then I'll give him that house, and I won't have any contact with him from now on, is that okay?"

"...You don't need to get my approval for whom you want to give the house to..."

"Yes." Shen Yanwen still had no expression on his face, but said firmly, "I think yes."

"..."

"Just take it as me to give myself a comfort, okay?"

"What are you comforting, that's not your savior." Tan Shaochen spoke quickly, and the words were unobstructed.

Just when he was flustered, Shen Yanwen continued, "I know, so it's just a self-consolation."

——He didn't hear it at all, that's really...

Tan Shaochen pursed his lips: "Don't ask me, I don't know, I don't understand, eat....You go right away after eating."

"The egg fried rice you scrambled is delicious," Shen Yanwen said, "It tastes like the one he brought me back then."

The young man was startled, he thought it was funny one second, and bitter the next second—that was natural, that was a fucking handiwork.

"Don't ask Zhu Li to go to my place anymore, don't you either, I don't want to see you."

Shen Yanwen ate with his eyes downcast, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "But I want to see you."

Tan Shaochen was actually moved by his appearance, his heart softened suddenly, and the taste of resolute rejection disappeared in his words: "Then, then you...you send me a text message, I will see you if I want to see you, I will If you don't want to see you, don't come, okay?"

The man looked up at him, and his eyes lit up for a moment: "Okay."