he has a clean freak

They hugged in the narrow and cramped carriage. After some time, Liang Songying calmed down and couldn't figure out why, so she pushed Yan Wangxiao backhand, "Sit over."

Yan Wangxiao separated his fingers, and gently touched his refreshing and fragrant hair a few times, "Yeah." He climbed back to the driver's seat with difficulty, looked at Liang Songying's expression, saw that he was depressed, and knew that he shouldn't. It was too tight, but his hesitation and unwillingness to be with him still hurt him.

He asked as calmly as possible, "Where do you live now?"

Liang Songying turned the back of her head to him, looking out the window.

Yan Wangxiao asked again.

If I didn't get an answer, I asked again patiently.

Liang Songying gave a string of addresses.

Yan Wangxiao turned on the mobile phone navigation to locate the route, and then dialed Song Li, "Are you free? Go to the parking lot near Qixing and drive back Liang Songying's car. The license plate number is..." He drew his voice and looked sideways at Liang Pine Shadow, "The license plate number?"

Liang Songying didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but since Song Li was involved, he couldn't embarrass others by explaining the license plate number, model, and color in detail.

As the car drove to Liang Songying's new residence, Yan Wangxiao suddenly said on the way:

"Time is the best medicine. There is nothing that cannot be forgotten or passed."

Liang Songying thought about this sentence over and over again. It probably took time to forget that it was Yan Wangxiao, and it was Yan Wangxiao who couldn't cross the threshold.He stubbornly wanted to do it, so he pulled him along, even going to hell together.He is not quite sure whether Yan Wangxiao's love for him is a kind of stubbornness. The only thing he is sure of is: Yan Wangxiao's dislike for him disappears for a while, but it does not mean it will not appear again.

Thinking through this made him feel discouraged, without any joy in his heart.

He could have started a new life, but was dragged into a deeper abyss by Yan Wangxiao's selfishness, to do something that had a predictable sad ending.

He shut up, no longer trying to persuade Yan Wangxiao.

After parking the car in Hongrong Community, Yan Wangxiao walked behind Liang Songying, keeping the road in mind.The new house with three bedrooms and two living rooms is spacious and bright. Because I just moved in, there are not many things, and it looks a bit empty at first glance.Yan Wangxiao was sitting on the sofa, the sofa was soft and comfortable, Liang Songying didn't look at him when he came in, greeted him with a glass of boiled water, and hid in some room.

Yan Wangxiao walked up and down in the living room, visited after a while, and then went to look for Liang Songying, "Songying, where are you?"

Just a few seconds later, a few knocks from a certain room caught his attention.He went to push open the door, and Liang Songying stood on the balcony of the bedroom, through the clear glass windows, the sunlight lightly penetrated in.He took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Liang Songying's back, put it away and walked to the balcony.As he got closer, he smelled a scent of smoke, and the shreds of tobacco fluttered slowly in the sun, which was not conspicuous.

Liang Songying turned her head, snuffed out the cigarette, and waved away the remaining smell, "You haven't left yet?"

Yan Wangxiao showed him the time on the phone screen, "It's almost time for dinner, let's eat together." Liang Songying glanced at it, and it was almost five o'clock. "What to eat? Where to eat?"

Yan Wangxiao thought for a while, "Let's go shopping and cook it ourselves."

Liang Songying walked into the bedroom, "There are no ingredients here, nothing in the kitchen has been used, and there are no dishes."

Yan Wangxiao followed him, entered the living room, and sat side by side on the sofa, "It's okay, you can buy it. I'll ask Song Li to come up and check the kitchen utensils later, and make sure they are usable."

"Then it's up to you."

"I'm moving in tonight."

Liang Songying didn't respond much to this sentence, "You don't live there anymore? I don't have anything, but you leave a lot of things there, so it's not easy to clean up."

Yan Wangxiao's face showed an imperceptible look of joy, "Other people have lived there, I'm afraid you will mind, we won't live there anymore."

"Oh."

"Songying, talk to me a few more words, don't be so indifferent, I feel uncomfortable. If you feel unhappy, just say it directly, I will bear it."

Liang Songying also felt uncomfortable, but she didn't want to quarrel with him, so she nodded, "Okay. I don't want to start over with you in my heart, because I can't see any hope at all, but if you insist on trying again, I won't accompany you, it seems that I am heartless. I'm not afraid to tell you plainly that even though you've treated me like that, I still love you and will continue to love you in the future, you've got me, you can do whatever you want. I'm telling you how I feel, and I'm made by me Love you hate, I am very painful. I am not dirty, why do you dislike me, look at me with that look? Do you know that I don’t want to see that emotion in your eyes again, if you don’t change, you still have to Make me look."

He fell back on the sofa weakly, "No one likes to be hated by others, especially the one they like. You almost make me hate you."

Yan Wangxiao turned over, propped his hands on his side, and stared at him deeply, "Then let me explain clearly to you, the so-called disgust you see is a physiological reaction, and I am like this. Cleanliness has become an instinct, but I love it in my heart." You, why don't you believe it? Give me time to forget some pictures, we're not over yet, I love you, Songying."

"really?"

"Really, I won't lie to you. What's the use of lying to you? I'll feel good if I torture you? If I don't love you, why should I suffer with you?" Yan Wangxiao asked a series of rhetorical questions.

Liang Songying opened her eyes wide, tried her best to look at Yan Wangxiao's expression and eyes soberly and wisely, trying to catch a trace of acting skills from them.But he was in vain, Yan Wangxiao's eyes were extremely sincere, he hesitated, and said: "I believe you. If you kiss me, I believe you."

"Okay." Yan Wangxiao lowered his head and touched his pale and dry lips. "You know I don't like to kiss and drool..." His words gradually disappeared in his deepening lips and tongue, and he took the initiative to deepen the kiss, pressing on Liang Songying, hugging him tightly, putting his hands on his head, neck, waist, The back lingers and strokes.

Parting his lips, Yan Wangxiao said in a low and hoarse voice close to his ear: "How much do you trust me, okay?"

Liang Songying tried her best to suppress her shortness of breath, "Okay." He couldn't help but raised his left hand to encircle Yan Wangxiao, touched his neck with his right hand, touched his protruding Adam's apple for a long time, and then gnawed on the protruding Adam's apple with a wrong head. protrusion.

"Pine Shadow!"

Yan Wangxiao had the illusion that Liang Songying was going to bite him to death.He pressed Liang Songying's head, did not dare to use force, and raised his head to endure the slight pain of hard teeth rubbing against the fragile flesh. "Bite me again, kill me!"

Liang Songying suddenly let out a laugh.

"You scream, even if your throat is broken, no one will come to rescue you."

Yan Wangxiao's eyes sank.When he loosened his mouth to speak, he suddenly turned over and suppressed the person under him again.Facing those smiling eyes that hadn't shown childishness for a long time, a little joy flowed from his heart, and the tone in his eyes was a little softer, "You want to rebel?" He said lovingly, looking particularly lacklustre.

Liang Songying quickly suppressed her smile, turned her eyes elsewhere, and looked indifferent.

"It's interesting to be awkward, huh?" Yan Wangxiao thought his appearance was funny, "How old are you?"

"I just asked you to kiss me, and I didn't ask you to do anything else. You made an inch of it." Liang Songying pushed him.

"I want."

Liang Songying's hands froze, she looked back at him in surprise, and suddenly held her breath, with obvious nervousness on her face.He hesitated and asked, "What do you want?"

Yan Wangxiao kissed his lips again, and said vaguely, "I want you."

Liang Songying struggled to hear clearly, not only her hands, but her whole body became stiff, her breathing changed, her heart tightened and contracted, and she didn't relax for a moment.Yan Wangxiao noticed the changes in his breathing and heartbeat, and smiled lightly, "Don't be nervous, it's not the first time."

... I am the pure ellipsis ...

Liang Songying's eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes empty, and sometimes panicked.

Yan Wangxiao tried his best to suppress some images that unexpectedly appeared in his mind, so that he had nothing but burning desires.

Afterwards, Liang Songying felt like there was a vacancy in her heart, and she was a little dazed.

Yan Wangxiao stayed that night, and after Song Li drove Liang Songying's car back, he was ordered to go to the old apartment to pack some of Yan Wangxiao's clothes, and on the way he went to a supermarket to buy brand new personal necessities.Yan Wangxiao put his things in various places in the house, and formally settled in.

News of their reunion spread quickly.

One of the most popular comments posted on the Internet: I believe in love again. It is an objective law that if you are together for a long time, you will be divided, and if you are divided for a long time, you will be together. Subjectively, you always want to love each other.

On the day Xiao Ting and Fu Yu left City Y, Yan Wangxiao accompanied Liang Songying to see him off, as if he wanted to set an example to tell the whole world that the rumors were true and that they really got back together!Fu Yu was quite displeased with his high-profile self-satisfaction, so he didn't say anything harsh.After all, as friends, it is not easy to interfere too closely with love, which is too personal. Liang Songying is not stupid, and he naturally has his considerations in getting back together.

After seeing off the couple, Yan Wangxiao asked Liang Songying to go to Fei'er Bar in the evening.We went out together at nine o'clock, and when we got downstairs, we saw that the signboard hadn't changed, the piano store on the first floor was still there, and the girl guarding the counter hadn't changed.Go up to the second floor, push the door, and even the bar decoration remains the same.

They walked across the lively dance floor to the bar.The two bartenders were also familiar to Liang Songying, but Xiao Ting was not there.

Liang Songying asked for a glass of champagne and asked, "Who is the owner of this bar now?"

One of the bartenders smiled happily, "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us."

"you?"

"How is it possible, it's next to you..."

Liang Songying turned her head in surprise, "Have you settled the offer? Will Xiao Ting give it to you?"

Yan Wangxiao smiled sinisterly, "I'm just in case he won't sell me, so I entrust a friend to place the order for me first, and I'll buy it later."

Liang Songying smiled, "If Xiao Ting knew, he might be so angry that he wouldn't be able to sleep all night. You're too bad, don't you plan to keep a secret and let others pass it to his ears?"

"I had a fight with him here, as a return."

"Why fight?"

"Besides you, why else."

Liang Songying asked about the situation at that time in detail, and couldn't help being amused when he heard him ask Xiao Ting's dignitary when he was drunk, and believed a little more in the sentence he said.Coming out of Fei'er Bar, facing a cool wind in the end of autumn, a little red light appeared indistinctly on the opposite street.

This kind of situation suddenly reminded him of the first two years when we first met. He wanted to leave here alone, but Yan Wangxiao foolishly followed him, stood side by side towards the door, and made entertainment headlines together the next day.

He reached out to catch a gust of wind, but the wind passed through his fingers and slipped away, leaving a coolness.If only the past could dissipate in the air like this gust of breeze, without making any waves.Yan Wangxiao grabbed his hand without any scruples, put it in his pocket, and wrapped it to keep him warm.

He turned his head and smiled at him, warming the palms and backs of his hands.