President, he must be me

A few hours ago, Shen Yanwen went to the airport with his luggage.

He couldn't predict whether Tan Shaochen would come, but he didn't dare to call Tan Shaochen to confirm - this was extremely inconsistent with Shen Yanwen's previous style, but he really didn't dare.

It's not that I forgot to fight, it's not that I can't fight, but I dare not.

Only when it comes to Tan Shaochen, he will not be like himself.The man was fidgeting at the airport and was always looking at his phone, for fear of missing that person's call.If Tan Shaochen is willing to go with him, he will definitely call him when he arrives at the airport; he also arranged for Zhu Li and the driver to wait outside the international terminal and notify him as soon as he sees Tan Shaochen.

But many things often do not have to wait until the last moment.

The phone call the night before had already indicated that the young man would not come, but Shen Yanwen just didn't give up, hoping to wait until his late arrival.

Time is fair to everyone, no matter rich like Shen Yanwen or miserable like Tan Shaochen.

He waited at the airport for the time to pass, and when it was time to board the plane, he still wanted to wait; the radio was urging him, but he was still unwilling to board the plane... until the airport radio directly read his name, repeating it over and over again Asking him to board the plane quickly, Shen Yanwen was even more anxious after being quarreled, and turned around and dragged his suitcase out of the airport.

"You are on vacation today," Shen Yanwen stopped the taxi before the two most acquainted people under his command asked, "Don't worry about me."

Unwillingness, reluctance, and the annoyance that Tan Shaochen had brought to him because he could really be so decisive, Shen Yanwen had mixed feelings in his heart, but in the end he would only rush to sadness.

It was as if the moment the plane was about to take off did he realize that he had lost Tan Shaochen.

Shen Yanwen returned home alone, at a loss in the empty house; then the time came to the present, and Tan Shaochen stood in front of him, tears streaming down his face.

The man was not interested in knowing what happened to the airport, but he grabbed Tan Shaochen's wrist: "What happened to the airport? Tell me."

——It seemed that Tan Shaochen would disappear immediately if he didn't find an excuse to let Tan Shaochen stay.

It's just that amidst the ups and downs of emotions, the young man didn't even notice what Shen Yanwen was thinking, and he didn't even reject the hand.

"What did I say," Tan Shaochen choked with sobs and his voice was weak, "A plane crashed this morning...it was yours..."

Shen Yanwen was slightly surprised, but after a while, the surprise overshadowed the surprise.

He said softly: "You think I'm on the plane and something happened?"

"Otherwise?" Tan Shaochen said angrily and pitifully, "Otherwise, I wouldn't think that you were wearing a parachute, jumped out before the plane crashed, and landed safely, right? Then I would definitely think that something happened to you... "

"So you are worried that something will happen to me," the man said softly, as if trying to induce him, "you came to look for me and shed tears because you were worried that I would die..."

"What else? Am I full and have nothing to do? I didn't fall asleep last night, and now I'm sleepy, tired and hungry..."

"So you still love me."

Tan Shaochen was taken aback for a moment, only then did he realize that there was something wrong with his words.He quickly broke free from Shen Yanwen's hand, took a big step back, and wanted to firmly return to his position: "I just..."

"You can think whatever you want." Shen Yanwen interrupted him, and said forcefully but tenderly, "In short, you care about my life and death, and I am very happy."

For the shameless Shen Yanwen, he can tease him unceremoniously; for the scheming Shen Yanwen, he can reject all the tricks; but for the gentle Shen Yanwen, who seems to have nothing but love for him... Tan Shaochen doesn't know how to deal with it at all Parry.

The heart that had been tense and uncomfortable because of worry was soothed by his words, slowly relaxed, and softened with precautions.

"Come in," Shen Yanwen said again, "It's windy outside, be careful of catching a cold."

——Smelly men are especially good at this!

While cursing in his heart, Tan Shaochen nodded hesitantly.

It was still a familiar house, a familiar living room, but the lights inside were not turned on, and the sky outside was gloomy. When Tan Shaochen first entered, he felt that this house was different from the past, a little cold and inhuman.Once his heart relaxes, fatigue will come up—he has not slept all night, and it is a miracle that he has survived until now; but he insisted on not wanting to show it, and only asked softly, "Why didn't I see Aunt Zheng..."

"I put her on leave."

The man dragged his wrist back, dragged him to the edge of the sofa, pressed his shoulders, and asked him to sit down: "I'm not at home often by myself, and I don't have much to do at home, so let Aunt Zheng sit down for a week." Come once."

"Oh, then you have more houses anyway..." "I live in the company."

Tan Shaochen watched the man turn around and go to the kitchen, took out the carton of milk from the warming cabinet, carefully opened it, poured it into a glass, and handed it to him.

Shen Yanwen doesn't drink milk very much, nor does he like hot drinks.

Only he likes to drink sweets, because he is not in good health and can't eat ice, and he only drinks warm water.

Then why did you buy this new insulation cabinet?Why did you buy the neatly packed milk inside?

The answer is obvious.

The young man held the cup and drank the milk with his head down, not daring to look at the changes in the family anymore, and not daring to disperse his thoughts further.The man sat down beside him and said softly, "I still have to go out...come with me."

"..."

Even if he doesn't want to see anything, he can't just close his eyes.

So he looked down, and accidentally landed on Shen Yanwen's finger - the ring he polished with his own hands was on Shen Yanwen's finger.

"I've already made arrangements for Su Zhou's affairs, and Yan Shu has already married into the Yan family. From now on, only you..." Shen Yanwen said, "There will be no one who can influence me and you...except yourself."

I have to say that the atmosphere really affects people's judgment.

The two of them were alone in the once familiar space, even the sofa that Tan Shaochen was sitting on now, they used to cuddle up and watch a movie on the sofa; he was tired of reading while preparing for the exam, and he used to lie on a man's lap and act coquettishly.

He just likes Shen Yanwen, he knows it better than anyone else.

"Or if you don't want to go abroad, then I will try my best to arrange it," Shen Yanwen said, "I can arrange for others to go."

"How is it possible, you are the heir of the Shen family... These things must only be done by you..."

"What if I say, can I not?"

"What... what?" The young man raised his head blankly, and met a pair of deep and affectionate eyes.

Shen Yanwen said every word very lightly, but every word was like a small hammer, hitting Tan Shaochen's heart: "I have earned enough money, and it is impossible for me to have children. Sooner or later, the Shen family will let Yan Shu's children inherit. Those things don't matter to me at all."

"..."

"It's not as important as you." The man said vaguely, and slowly leaned closer to him, as if he couldn't help himself.

to kiss him.

With the two lips close at hand, Tan Shaochen murmured and complained: "How do I know what you're saying is true? You have a criminal record. If you lie to me again, wouldn't I be miserable? I'm already miserable..."

"I can't prove it," Shen Yanwen said, "I can only sign a contract with you."

As soon as the man finished speaking, Tan Shaochen closed his eyes, raised his chin to wipe away the remaining distance, and kissed Shen Yanwen's lips swiftly.

-

Love is a terrible thing.

It is domineering, dictatorial, unreasonable, and suppresses rationality until it cannot breathe. It is like a huge treasure that lures capitalists to take risks. It shines brightly and tempts people to pick it desperately.

Tan Shaochen knew that he couldn't play with Shen Yanwen, and knew that he was terrified, like a refugee born in the ice and snow, and couldn't do without the warmth that Shen Yanwen brought him.

Maybe Shen Yanwen will meet someone he likes more in the future?

Maybe Shen Yanwen realized one day that he didn't like him that much?

Maybe……

Nothing is possible.

Tan Shaochen was poor since he was a child, and he was content with his destiny; when he returned to the Tan family, he was timid and timid, never fighting for it, never expecting extravagantly.But there is always a moment when people want to be brave, to fight, to be desperate, to be a hero for a second.

Now is the moment when Tan Shaochen wants to be a hero.

-

"I'll go with you....Just go, if you lie to me again, I'll die with you...I'm serious, I'll really die with you with a fruit knife..."

After the careful kiss was over, Tan Shaochen said so.

Shen Yanwen's eyes lit up suddenly, and while reminiscing about the fragrance of milk in the kiss just now, he nodded hurriedly: "Okay, when do you want to leave, today or tomorrow? Or wait a few more days. Your work in the bookstore requires Do you want to deal with it? I will send someone to send some thoughts over there, and thank that store for taking care of you..."

"No, no, no." Tan Shaochen shook his head frantically, "I myself..."

Before he finished speaking, a strong dizziness hit him.

The young man squinted his eyes vigorously, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was suffering.

The man hurriedly said: "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

"No, I..." Tan Shaochen said dizzily, "I'm a little dizzy..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man fell forward and fell directly into Shen Yanwen's arms.

——He really can't stay up late.

When Tan Shaochen regained consciousness in a daze, the first thing he felt was the soft and comfortable bed under him.This was completely different from the bed in the apartment he rented for several months, it was unbelievably soft, and there was a faint fragrance around him, which was refreshing.

It was Shen Yanwen's bed, the bed he used to sleep on.

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed under the dim light, sleeping with his head propped on his hands.

Shen Yanwen's other hand was still in the quilt, holding his hand.

It turned out that Boss Shen was also so defenseless.Thinking so, Tan Shaochen gently pulled his hand away.

"...Huh?" The man was very sensitive, and immediately opened his eyes, "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

"No……"

"Doctor Xu came here and said that you are tired." Shen Yanwen couldn't cheer himself up, and his voice was rustling and a little hoarse, "You shouldn't be busy with that, don't be busy in the future."

Tan Shaochen didn't comment, just silently retracted into the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes looking at Shen Yanwen: "What time is it?"

"Huh? Let me see...it's past eight o'clock in the evening. Are you hungry..." "Gu—"

Tan Shaochen said shyly, "I'm hungry."

The man was so teased by him that he raised the corners of his mouth and stroked his hair: "Then I'll do it for you."