Love is worse than nurturing

After abducting everyone into the house, why does Song Jiyang still work? He wants to see what Gao Han is doing even if he takes a step out.

Anyway, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, Song Jiyang simply took a long vacation for himself, and stayed at home with Gao Han every day, shopping for vegetables, cooking, and watching movies.

Since moving out, Song Jiyang has been living alone, occasionally going home to sleep.

When buying a house, he felt empty everywhere, but no matter how empty he would not let others in.

Now coaxing the children to go home, although Gao Han didn't move in many things, but the house seems to be small, everywhere is full, just enough for two people to live in.

Eating, sleeping, and living under the same roof with the person you like, what a fairy day it is.

Song Jiyang also cooks in different ways every day, hoping that Gao Han can eat more, because the children are too skinny and eat less.

After waking up from the beauty of cohabitation, Song Jiyang gradually discovered the problem.

Gao Han doesn't seem to like to go out, he even resists it, and apart from Mingxi occasionally sending him things and calling him, he has almost no other social activities.

Ordinary people will feel depressed after staying for a long time, and they will want to go out for a walk and go shopping, at least take a walk in the garden downstairs.

But Gao Han has no desire to go out at all. He would rather stay at home alone and watch movies and read books.

Song Jiyang remembered that when he first met him and went to the crew to visit the set, the children were also like this. They never took the initiative to stand in the crowd, and stayed alone when they had no work, as if they were always away from the excitement.

Song Jiyang was very worried about Gao Han's potential psychological problems. He knew that he had no parents, grew up in an orphanage, and stepped into the showbiz by accident.

But the flimsy investigation report did not show that Gao Han had any mental problems.

Song Jiyang would drag him out and go to the supermarket in the community to buy vegetables. Although Gao Han would obediently put on his clothes and follow him, Song Jiyang could feel that he was unhappy when he went out, and he seemed not to resist, but would quietly hide in his Depressed mood in the corner.

Others may not be able to see such restrained emotions from Gao Han's expressionless face, but Song Jiyang felt it.

He can't say he is very happy staying at home, but he will be more relaxed. Once he goes to a crowded place like a supermarket, he will show that he is obviously at a loss, and restrain himself abruptly, pretending that there is nothing unusual .

Does not speak, is not interested in anything, and often stares at something while walking on the road.

Once Song Jiyang pushed the shopping cart from the paper product area to the fresh food area, and turned his head to ask Gao Han if he would eat yellow croaker fish, but he didn't see anyone, so he called to tell him to turn off the phone.

Song Jiyang was in a hurry, the supermarket was huge, and he almost ran all over the product area before finding him where the seller was spinning.

Gao Han stood in the middle of the aisle, looking left and right. Occasionally, a customer pushed a cart and passed by him, and Gao Han hid aside for a while.

The tall and thin man stood there, inexplicably feeling lonely, as if the whole world was like a person pushing a cart, avoiding him and passing by, and he stood on the edge, not knowing where to go.

Song Jiyang felt sad for no reason. He didn't like seeing children lost in the crowd. The more he stood in the crowd, the more lonely his children seemed.

Everyone is colorful, only him is gray.

Gao Han saw Song Jiyang, walked over and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, the phone is out of battery."

It's not good at all, such an expression.

Song Jiyang stepped forward and leaned over to hug him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and burying his face in his neck.

"Brother..." Gao Han was startled, raised his hands, and patted Song Jiyang's back unfamiliarly.

"What's wrong, did I scare you?"

"Yes, you scared me." Song Jiyang said in a muffled voice.

"If you're not happy, we won't come out in the future. Let's just watch TV and play games at home, okay?"

"You can tell me everything, okay? If you don't tell me, what should I do if I don't find that my little friend is unhappy?"

"It's okay, I'm not unhappy." Gao Han didn't understand that Song Jiyang had such a big reaction, he was also an adult, whether Song Jiyang was too careful with him.

Some people have already secretly looked here. After all, two big men who are about 1.8 meters in size hug each other very conspicuously.

Gao Han also heard an exclamation in a low voice, "Han Yang is real, I knocked it real mother".

Song Jiyang naturally noticed it too. He raised his head and straightened Gao Han's mask and hat, and discarded the things he had picked out, and dragged Gao Han out of the supermarket.

On the way home, Song Jiyang held Gao Han's hand all the time, his palms were sweating and he didn't let go, his fingers got stuck between his fingers and intertwined.Gao Han wanted to remind him several times, but he didn't have the nerve to speak.

When he got home, Gao Han sat on the sofa with his legs folded, thinking that Song Jiyang had something to say to him.But Song Jiyang just washed the fruits and put them on the coffee table, poured a glass of water for Gao Han, and watched TV next to Gao Han with his legs folded.

Gao Han was a little uneasy. He felt that Song Jiyang was in a bad mood now. Song Jiyang had never been so silent in front of him.

Maybe he caused trouble for him, Gao Han thought so, he wanted to apologize, but it was the other way around just now, and Song Jiyang's reaction made Gao Han even more confused and uneasy.

He really didn't have the ability to start a topic, Gao Han sighed in his heart, it was so difficult for him to start a topic once, and it should be even more tiring for Song Jiyang to coax himself to speak with a smile.

Sure enough, he would only cause trouble for others.

Song Jiyang, who was still next to him, was sad for not taking good care of the child, completely unaware that the child's peculiar brain circuit had already beaten him into a sinner.

Gao Han thought, Song Jiyang was really kind to him, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't bear to scold him.In this life, Gao Han has never troubled others, and he is still the best person for himself.

Originally, the matter of moving was delayed again and again, and Song Jiyang had to pick out a bunch of shortcomings for any house he was looking for.

The traffic here is inconvenient and the security of the community is poor. The cheap ones are not good and the good ones are too expensive. I don’t know who is looking for a house.

Now, Gao Han wants to move out before the year anyway.

Gao Han booked a small apartment by himself, and the contract was signed when Song Jiyang found out.

The two were eating, and Gao Han suddenly said, "I've found a good house."

Song Jiyang paused with his chopsticks, and then said nonchalantly, "You're so busy, you can stay a little longer. Usually, no one comes here. If you feel uncomfortable living somewhere..."

"I've bothered you enough." Gao Han interrupted him, "During this time, thank you brother for taking me in."

Song Jiyang was silent for a while, then put down the bowl suddenly, and looked at him with folded arms: "Do you really want to go?"

"Well, I will move out in just two days."

"You can move if you want, and leave the key before you leave." Song Jiyang put down a sentence forcefully, went back to the house without eating, and gave up the gentlemanly demeanor he usually carried to death.

Gao Han was sitting alone, unable to eat anymore, as if his heart was blocked, hot and stuffy.

Silently tidied up the bowls and chopsticks, walked outside Song Jiyang's bedroom, raised his hand to knock on the door, but put it down again.

Of course Song Jiyang didn't sleep, he was lying on the bed sulking, when he heard Gao Han's approaching footsteps, he couldn't help holding his breath.

As a result, nothing happened, Gao Han turned around and walked away again.

Song Jiyang was discouraged at once, and turned over violently.

Now that you're leaving, don't make people angry anymore.

Gao Han sat against the head of the bed without turning on the light, buried his face in his arms, trying to escape the endless darkness.

You don't know how to deal with it at all, and you will only bring trouble to others. It is good for them to bear you for so long.

Gao Han thought as usual, go away and don't drag others into the water.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the door opened quietly.

The sullen Song Jiyang stood at the door, with a brand new key stuck in the door.

There was no light in the living room, and there was no light in the room.

Song Jiyang gently touched the position of the bed based on his memory.

Standing in front of the bed, Song Jiyang bent down and stretched out his hand to lift the quilt a little, but he couldn't pull it off at all. When he felt inside, he touched a bone-cold foot.

Song Jiyang turned on the screen of his mobile phone, only to see Gao Han leaning against the head of the bed, wearing only thin pajamas, the quilt was pressed under him, and he didn't know how long he had been sitting in the cold.

In the faint light, Gao Han saw mist in Song Jiyang's eyes, and big tears fell down at once, hitting his hands.

Gao Han was shrunk from the heat, and his frozen head had lost most of his ability to think, so he could only raise his hand in a daze, flexing his index finger to wipe away Song Jiyang's tears.

The light of the phone lasted for only a few seconds before it went out, and the darkness suddenly hit, and nothing could be seen. Gao Han's hand stopped in mid-air and was looking forward to take it back. profile.

Song Jiyang held Gao Han's hand and touched his face, his fingertips were wet with tears, and Gao Han's hand was as cold as ice.

Wrapping his hands around the bend of his legs, Song Jiyang hugged Gao Han off the bed at once. The feeling of weightlessness made Gao Han reflexively embrace Song Jiyang with both hands, worrying about falling.

After a few steps, he walked back to Song Jiyang's room, lifted the quilt with one hand, stuffed him into the still warm quilt, and lay down himself.

Gao Han's feet were sandwiched between his feet by Song Jiyang, and his hands were also held by Song Jiyang's neck.

After the temperature passed, Gao Han realized that he was like a piece of frozen meat in a freezer.

Fearing that Song Jiyang would be frozen, Gao Han twitched his feet, and was pinched back even harder the next second.

"Brother, I'm cold..." So don't hug me.

Song Jiyang moved forward the moment Gao Han said it was cold, and put his whole body into Gao Han's arms. He opened his pajamas and put Gao Han's wristband around his lower back. The moment he put it on, his lower back trembled from the cold for a moment.

Song Jiyang hugged Gao Han tightly: "Is it still cold?"

"It's not cold anymore." Gao Han tightened his arms around Song Jiyang's lean and warm waist

Brother, I am not cold anymore.

The author has something to say: The stinky fart didn't coax the children in the first place, so I'll deduct a kiss from you!