The Short Story of Shao Wang

In the morning, Jiang Shaoyan woke up in Wang Zhe's warm embrace. The bed was obviously big, but the two of them were close together as if they were in the dormitory. Jiang Shaoyan himself felt tired.

After brushing his teeth, he wore pajamas and walked downstairs with his unkempt hair. When he saw He Yan eating breakfast at the dining table, he suddenly remembered that there was such a person living with him.

He looked a bit unembarrassed, but anyway, he had beaten him face-to-face, so he sat down naturally, and found a topic casually.

"Brother, what did you cook for breakfast?"

He Yan smiled: "It was there when I came down, it should be done by Ah Zhe early in the morning."

Jiang Shaoyan stirred the millet porridge in the bowl with a spoon, glanced at the sandwiches with fried eggs and ham on the plate, and gained a better understanding of Wang Zhe's virtuous home.

"Shaoyan." He Yan pointed at the neckline with a playful expression, "Put on your clothes well, it's cold, be careful of catching a cold."

The heating in the room was fully turned on and it was not cold at all. Jiang Shaoyan was puzzled until he lowered his head and saw a red mark under his collarbone.

Even he was a little embarrassed now.

Last night, the two of them were resting on the bed after finishing the work. He turned on his phone and casually looked through He Yan's circle of friends, looking for Wang Zhe's previous photos. At this time, the silly dog ​​suddenly went crazy , buried his head between his neck and kept rubbing back and forth, his lips touched the gland several times, and even licked it.

He was almost made hard again, and pushed down Wang Zhe's head, but Wang Zhe took advantage of the situation and sucked hard under his collarbone, and then he lay down obediently back to his original position.

So it left such an ambiguous trace.

Jiang Shaoyan gathered his collar, his ears were a little red, and coughed softly: "He is like a dog, annoying."

There was the sound of a chair being pulled away from the side, Jiang Shaoyan turned his head, only to find that Wang Zhe had also finished washing and went downstairs at some point, his face seemed to have no energy.

"Morning senior, good morning brother."

He Yan put down the bowl and chopsticks: "Good morning, I've finished eating, thank you very much, but the fried egg is a bit raw, be careful of bacteria."

Wang Zhe spooned a meal: "Senior likes to eat soft-boiled eggs, so I will fry them separately next time."

Jiang Shaoyan didn't want to bother him: "It's okay, just fry mine together, and cook according to brother's taste."

Wang Zhe took a big bite of his sandwich. The fried egg was broken and turned yellow. He chewed with his mouth puffed up, his voice a little vague.

"Ah."

Jiang Shaoyan thought for a while, and then said: "It's better for me to make breakfast, brother, what do you like to eat?"

"I don't care, I'll eat whatever you cook." He Yan said with a smile, and glanced at his watch: "I have to go to the company, you guys take your time."

Jiang Shaoyan politely got up and sent him to the door, and Wang Zhe followed him with a grand posture.

"What are you doing? I said don't be so polite." He Yan smiled brightly, "Let's go, see you tonight."

After seeing off He Yan, the two went back to the dining table and sat next to each other. Jiang Shaoyan recalled what Wang Zhe liked to eat while drinking porridge. He had just drawn up a few recipes in his mind, and Wang Zhe, who had been quietly beside him, suddenly said:

"Senior, what do you think of my cousin...how is he?"

Jiang Shaoyan said casually: "Not bad, he is quite nice."

"Is it... Where is it good?"

"Well, she looks good, has a good personality, and is excellent in every way. How come your brother hasn't found a date yet? It shouldn't be."

"Maybe I didn't meet the right one..." Wang Zhe said softly, lowered his head and continued to eat breakfast.

It snowed heavily outside again early in the morning, and now it has accumulated a thick layer, with one foot and one hole.Jiang Shaoyan was not in the mood to go out in this weather, so after breakfast he went to Wang Zhe's study to pass the time.

There is a window in the study room where there are many awards and trophies, all won by Wang Zhe in the past. Most of them are competitions, and there are also marathon and karate competitions.

"It's amazing." Jiang Shaoyan remembered that Wang Zhe said that his grades were pretty good before, but now he seems to be humble.

Wang Zhe poured a glass of freshly boiled pear juice and put it on the table: "It's just some small competitions, nothing special."

Jiang Shaoyan nestled on the sofa with bare feet, took a sip of pear juice, it was fragrant and sweet in his mouth, moistening his throat and promoting body fluid.

"Delicious."

Wang Zhe's eyes curled up: "Then I'll cook some more later."

Jiang Shaoyan met his bright and warm eyes, teased and said: "Silly dog, it looks harmless. Why do you fight so fiercely? Do you often secretly cause trouble outside? I heard from your brother that he almost broke his classmate's bone before? This time too, one-on-three can win, Niubi, I should call you Brother Zhe."

Wang Zhe was instantly nervous when his dark history was uncovered. He squatted in front of him and raised his hands and swore, "I've only fought these two fights, and absolutely nothing else, I promise!"

Seeing him cautiously raising his eyes to look at himself, Jiang Shaoyan's heart sank softly.

Such a well-behaved and gentle person, who never uttered a word or fought back when he was bullied, fought twice because of him.

What kind of shit luck did he have to pick up such a big baby.

Jiang Shaoyan took a deep breath, concealed his emotions, and asked coldly: "Where did you get my pen?"

Wang Zhe was surprised: "Senior, how do you know..."

"Your brother said it." He sold He Yan without hesitation.

Wang Zhe became even more flustered now: "Ah, that... On the day the senior returned to school after the exam, I went in to get it while you were away at noon..."

"Oh? So it was stolen." Jiang Shaoyan turned cold.

"I, I..." Wang Zhe couldn't find a reason to refute, bit his lips anxiously, and turned his gaze to a corner of the bookcase, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have stolen things from the senior... I still have that pen , Senior, if you want it, take it back..."

He said so, but his expression was completely unwilling.

Jiang Shaoyan was not polite, stood up and walked to the front of the bookcase, and saw a wooden box on the second floor at a glance.When I opened it, there was a very ordinary black fountain pen inside the satin cushion, the kind that costs [-] yuan a piece in a stationery store, and you won't find it if you lose one or two.The cap of the pen is broken, but it is packed in such a beautiful box, which seems really inconsistent.

"Then I'll take it." He gestured and stretched out his hand.

Wang Zhe immediately stopped in front of him: "Senior, it's broken and I can't write it, it's useless if you take it back..."

"It's useless to let you go, why don't I take it and throw it away."

"No!" Wang Zhe was so anxious that he almost pressed him against the bookcase, "Senior, give it to me, please."

"Why send you? Give me a reason."

"Because... because this is what I have, the only thing that belongs to you..." Wang Zhe looked down at him earnestly, with pitiful eyes.

Jiang Shaoyan was taken aback, and his first reaction was how could it be possible? Although he was not as good at pampering people as Wang Zhe, he had given away quite a few things. How could he be the only one?

But when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that what he sent was food and play, and there was really nothing to keep.

He's more concerned about this aspect, and besides, they get tired of being together almost every day, so they don't need to look at things and think about others, so they naturally ignore it.But Wang Zhe obviously didn't think so, he needed something to put his feelings on.

Shagou may be too insecure.

Jiang Shaoyan thought about it, and immediately had an idea, put the pen back calmly, and closed the lid.

"Then give it to you. If you want anything from me in the future, just ask me."

Wang Zhe hugged him happily: "Thank you senior! You are so kind!"

Jiang Shaoyan patted him on the back, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

A broken pen is enough for this, and I will give you a big surprise in two days.