New year greeting

"Feng Deng, I'm not stupid now, you don't have to force me to make me happy," Song Xinyuan raised his head, hesitant to speak, "If you don't want to answer my question, you can ignore me..."

Feng Deng let go of his hands, closed the curtains, turned his head and asked, "Are you taking a nap?"

Song Xinyuan froze for a moment, avoiding Feng Deng's gaze: "It's not good to lie down after eating, as you said."

"Sit on the bed first, and you don't need to wear pants when you sleep."

"..." Song Xinyuan climbed onto the bed, swept his bare legs, and covered his lower body with a thin blanket, "Go and do your work, leave me alone."

"I'll take a break too."

Feng Deng sat beside Song Xinyuan, leaning on the head of the bed, looking at his phone silently.The atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, Song Xinyuan could touch Feng Deng's shoulder by tilting his head slightly, but of course he didn't lean over.He thought, he must keep a certain distance from Feng Deng, otherwise what should he do if Feng Deng would be disgusted...

"Don't bite your fingers." Feng Deng suddenly handed him a wet wipe.

Song Xinyuan came back to his senses and found that he had his index finger in his mouth.He took the wet towel, wiped his fingers and mouth, and explained in a low voice: "I didn't realize I was biting my hand, but when I was thinking about something, I couldn't help biting something, I wonder if you can understand."

"Well, try to be restrained." Feng Deng took a toffee from the drawer and put it in Song Xinyuan's palm.These candies were prepared by Feng Deng to coax him before, and they never stopped when he was pretending to be stupid.

Song Xinyuan unwrapped the candy wrapper, stuffed the candy in his mouth, chewed it a few times, noticed that Feng Deng was still looking at him, and acted like a baby out of habit: "It's so sweet, do you want to taste it?"

After asking, Song Xinyuan really wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.He used to be shameless, often ate candy, pestered Feng Deng to kiss him, and even lied to Feng Deng many times.

Song Xinyuan was numb from his own embarrassment, quickly swallowed the toffee, lowered his head and said, "I'm just kidding, don't worry about it, I'm sorry, I know you don't like sweets."

"fine."

A strong hormonal breath rushed over, Song Xinyuan raised his head, and met Feng Deng's eyes. In a trance, Feng Deng got closer and closer.Song Xinyuan opened his eyes wide and retreated reflexively, but unfortunately knocked against the wall.

"His-"

Song Xinyuan burst into tears in pain, pushed Feng Deng away, jumped out of bed and ran away, but was hugged back by Feng Deng.

"Don't sleep anymore?" Feng Deng rubbed Song Xinyuan's head, and there was some deep meaning in his words, "What happened, why are you hiding from me?"

Song Xinyuan turned his back to Feng Deng, concealing his meeting with Lin Huan, and said dully: "Is it okay for me to be thin-skinned? When did you find out that I have returned to normal?"

Feng Deng said: "Song Xinyuan, you just had a dream. It's not that I discovered your changes, but that you gradually overcome difficulties. Don't care about other people's eyes. You are normal and no different from me."

"What about you, have you recovered from your illness?" Song Xinyuan stammered with guilt, "I remember everything, I made a mistake, godfather's death has nothing to do with you, but I sued you, and you... You lost your job."

Song Xinyuan added in his heart, if only I knew you better.

"I don't blame you. I was sick a long time ago and haven't received reasonable treatment. Thank you for sending me to the hospital for treatment. I've been in the hospital for four months and I've recovered a long time ago," Feng Deng pretended. If you don’t have it, you can find it again. Are you afraid of me?”

"Don't be afraid," Song Xinyuan recalled the trial process, his tone was full of distress, he turned and pressed Feng Deng's chest, and asked, "Why are you sick? Is it because of your mother?"

Not only mental illness, but also psychological barriers, what has Feng Deng experienced in the past?There must be stories in his family.

However, Feng Deng was not sick at all, but he set up a scam, so naturally he couldn't show his feet. He lowered his voice pretending to be lonely, and said lightly: "Well, it's probably hereditary, it's not serious, don't worry about my relapse. Song Xinyuan, you Are you still breaking up with me?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll always be happy——" Song Xinyuan considered Feng Deng's unrequited love and would not expect himself to respond to his feelings, so he quickly retracted the confession that almost popped out, and changed his words, "I, I hope you are in good health. Ann."

"..." Feng Deng leaned over and kissed Song Xinyuan on the cheek, "Thank you."

Song Xinyuan wanted to kiss Feng Deng so much, he struggled for a moment, and finally said: "You're welcome, let's take a nap."

Song Xinyuan lay on his side, leaving Feng Deng with a back view.

Feng Deng didn't know how Lin Huan described the symptoms of "unrequited love" to Song Xinyuan. Apart from trusting him and having a sense of security in him, Song Xinyuan seemed to have over-interpreted "unrequited love" and was always on tenterhooks. Get in touch with him lest he feel disgusted.

Feng Deng secretly sighed, Song Xinyuan was such a difficult idiot, he was not afraid of being mentally ill, but worried that he hated him, what was he thinking?

When Song Xinyuan woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. He didn't see Feng Deng's figure. He pulled on his slippers and walked out of the room in a daze. He forgot to change his clothes. He was still wearing Feng Deng's shirt, which barely covered the edges the root of his thigh.

Song Xinyuan sneaked into the second bedroom and saw Feng Deng standing on the balcony, watering the potted plants and smoking while smoking, quiet and gentle.Song Xinyuan greedily thought that it would be good if Feng Deng didn't go out to work, and would hide at home forever, only showing him and liking him alone.

They can do what Feng Deng said, he earns money to support the family, and Feng Deng doesn't need to do anything, just liking him is enough.

Can you always like me?Song Xinyuan quietly made a wish: Brother, if you like me, the same as I like you, you don't need to like me more than me, and you can't like me less than me. I, I, I will always like you.

As if hearing Song Xinyuan's call, Feng Deng looked back and said, "You're awake."

Song Xinyuan stared at Feng Deng, and slowly walked over: "Why are you stealing my job?"

"The weather is too hot, and the potted plants are afraid of the heat. I have nothing to do, so I will water it a few more times."

"I'm also afraid of the heat."

"Ok?"

"I'm also afraid of heat," Song Xinyuan hugged Feng Deng's waist, and said courageously, "You water me."

Feng Deng supported Song Xinyuan's back with one hand, held a cigarette in the other, took two puffs, and sprayed it on Song Xinyuan's face: "I can tell, you don't even bother to wear pants."

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted.Song Xinyuan coughed a few times, snatched Feng Deng's cigarette, took a big puff, and countered Feng Deng: "Don't you just like the way I don't wear clothes? You have been peeping at me for a long time. Do you want to look at other things?"

Feng Deng patted Song Xinyuan, pretending to be puzzled: "What are you looking at?"

Song Xinyuan stood on tiptoe and kissed Feng Deng: "Doctor Feng, I am yours, you can see it wherever you want."

Feng Deng didn't understand why Song Xinyuan changed his attitude, so he thought for a while and reminded Song Xinyuan: "Don't worry, it's not dark yet."

Song Xinyuan's right eye twitched and flinched: "Where are you going, I just want you to help me see how my acting is going."

Feng Deng immediately got to the point, and led Song Xinyuan back to the bedroom: "Okay, have you decided on the script?"

"I'm sure, I'll choose "Rush", and I'll tell Brother Jun later."

Feng Deng asked bluntly, "Play that idiot?"

"Yes, are you acting in your true colors?"

"You're not stupid," Feng Deng said slowly as he pressed Song Xinyuan on the bed, "A fool wouldn't deliberately seduce me."

"Who seduced you, I just want you to help me—"

"Close your eyes first, and watch your performance at night." Feng Deng blocked Song Xinyuan's mouth.

Song Xinyuan felt the foreign object in his mouth, put aside his messy thoughts, and silently accepted Feng Deng.

When Song Xinyuan took off only his white shirt, Feng Deng's cell phone rang.

The author says:

Make up the car after you are busy, and make up for it!