After picking up a vampire

Huo Hangyi's windbreaker was put back on him again, Gu Gui couldn't figure out why he had to wear a long and inconvenient windbreaker even for cooking.

Gu Gui sat on the blanket in front of the sofa - it was a newly bought white round blanket with soft wool.He likes it very much, the comfortable feeling of itching on the blanket when the soles of his bare feet touch the blanket.

He was cross-legged, and there was a pile of Lego parts on the carpet.

Gu Gui supported his head, holding a blueprint in his left hand, half of which reflected the light and naturally hung on his lap, as if he had bent his waist.

He glanced at the drawings, slowly picked out one of the similar-looking components, and put it together on the half-assembled Lego at his feet—it was a little yellow duck.

After he put this part in, he got up suddenly, his fingers were aching because he had been working on Lego for a long time.

Gu Gui turned his head and looked towards the kitchen. The kitchen door is a transparent sliding door with no pattern on it, so you can clearly see what's going on inside at a glance——

The sleeves of Huo Hangyi's windbreaker were rolled up by him. He stood in front of the chopping board. On the chopping board was a long cylindrical object, most likely a handful of shallots.

With his back turned, Gu Gui couldn't see his face, only his slightly bent legs - a very careless posture.

The speed of Huo Hang's cutting of the knife was very fast, and the sound of "click click" sounded continuously, and the green onions immediately turned into knots, so don't cut them too short.

The cooking pot beside him was steaming "gudong gudong". As soon as Huo Hang lifted the lid of the pot, he grabbed a handful of scallions and threw it in.

The tender green scallions struggled for a while on the bubbling pot surface, and then melted in the next second, sinking into the boiled potatoes and beef—it still looks quite delicious Appetite.

Huo Hang took a spoon casually, didn't intend to taste it, but just stirred it to combine the salt he just sprinkled in.

Anyway, both he and Gu Gui probably have a bit of a problem with their sense of taste, it's just eating, as long as they don't kill people.

He didn't even bother to fill the bowl, he took a pot and walked out, and put it on the dining table with a "snap".

Huo Hang called lightly: "Come over for dinner."

Hearing this, Gu Gui threw away the Lego that he was not interested in, and trotted to the dining table.

"Finished?" Huo Hang asked Lego.

"No." Gu Gui shook his head, spread out his hands, and showed Huo Hang's palms, "Hands hurt."

Probably because he fought too hard, or because his skin was too delicate, his fingertips turned red, and there were marks left after pressing hard.

As soon as Huo Hang grabbed his hand and looked at it, his fingers brushed against Gu Gui's fingertips like a feather, and he suddenly regretted buying Lego for Gu Gui to play with - although the intention was to kill time for him.

He asked, "So do you like that Lego?"

Reflecting on himself, Gu Gui felt that the little yellow duck was a bit ugly, but he still nodded obediently: "I like it."

Huo Hang nodded, and helped Gu Gui pull out the chair: "Eat first."

Gu Gui just wanted to pick up the bowl, but Huo Hang stopped him.

"Does your hand hurt?"

——Of course it doesn't hurt anymore, it was just a short-term pain caused by squeezing, but now after so long, the thin pain has long since receded.

"pain."

Gu Gui's voice was soft and soft, he pushed the bowl over without even taking the spoon, and stared innocently at Huo Hangyi.

Huo Hangyi's fingers moved, and without a word, he took the spoon he hadn't used, and fed Gu Gui one after another.

——Tonight, Gu Gui ate two bowls of rice with satisfaction.

After the meal, Huo Hang threw the used bowls into the dishwasher at one go before returning to the living room.

Gu Gui also sat cross-legged on the small rug, but now he was holding a remote control in his hand, watching the variety show on the LCD screen and laughing.

The little yellow duck, which he was halfway through, had already been transferred to the sofa by him. He hadn't finished his head yet, only half of his body, hiding alone in a small corner.

Gu Gui didn't even give him any out of the corner of his eye, because he knew that Huo Hang would finish the fight for him in a while.

as predicted.

The sofa behind him suddenly sank, and a pair of hands passed through his armpit, and he was lifted on the chair like a small sandbag.

In the next second, someone grabbed the foot that had been stepping on the small soft blanket, and was put on cotton slippers irresistibly.

Behind it was Huo Hangyi's voice lecturing him: "Why aren't you wearing slippers?"

"forget…"

Huo Hang raised his eyebrows: "Forgot again?"

"Um…"

Gu Gui tugged at Huo Hangyi's sleeve under his gaze, and abruptly changed the subject: "My...little yellow duck."

While picking up the remaining parts on the ground, Huo Hang warned Gu Gui: "If you don't wear slippers again, I'll—"

He paused for a moment, and suddenly the corners of his mouth hooked up, with a slight evil taste: "I'll just spank your ass."

Gu Gui's eyes widened a little, and he subconsciously covered his butt. The experience of being beaten by Huo Hang last time was still vivid in his memory, so he carefully put on the slippers a little tighter.

As soon as Huo Hang finished threatening, he lowered his head, and seriously helped Gu Gui put together the Lego—the little yellow duck he bought casually from the shop window was not big, no bigger than his palm.

He didn't like to do this kind of delicate work, and he felt a little tired when staring at the blueprint, but he restored the Lego to the comparison on the blueprint without any mistakes.

Gu Gui was sitting next to him, the variety show on TV was still going on, and the host was still laughing to cheer him up, it was very lively and noisy.

However, his eyes never turned to the TV screen again - they all stopped on Huo Hangyi.

It is an extremely dependent look, like the flowers have found the soil on which they live.

Occasionally, they would make a chatter or two.

——"Gu Gui, what variety show are you watching?"

——"I don't know, just let it go."

- "You spelled it wrong!"

--"Where is wrong?"

—— "Gu Gui, I'm done."

--"…Um"

——"How do you thank me?"

——"...No, I don't know."

——"Then you take the initiative to kiss me."

So Gu Gui leaned over and kissed Huo Hangyi, but Huo Hangyi was a liar, so he pressed him on the sofa and kissed him again.

This time, Gu Gui didn't need Huo Hangyi to say anything, he consciously lay down on Huo Hangyi's bed after taking a shower - the little yellow duck after spelling was placed on the bedside table by him, and the black eyes the size of mung beans were dripping. in his direction.

Gu Gui glanced at it in satisfaction, then retracted his gaze, and half-closed his eyes while lying on the comfortable bed.

The door of the room was half-closed and half-closed, leaving a dark slit--the light in the bedroom sneaked out of the slit, leaving a small triangular area in the living room with the lights out.

Huo Hangyi wore gray-black cotton slippers on his feet, one foot was under the light, and the other was hidden in the darkness.

He was still wearing his windbreaker meticulously, and the sleeves that were originally rolled up above his forearms were turned down by him, covering his wrists—his palms were in his pockets, and the bag was black even with the sleeves.

Huo Hangyi's fingers moved secretly in the dull pocket, and he touched the photo—the photo of Gu Dongling.

He didn't know, and didn't ask the reason for this photo. Maybe it was taken directly with a camera like a cannon barrel, and then printed into a film.

He took a step back, completely out of range of the light.

Huo Hang took the photo out of his pocket, a girl with a picturesque smile on the white negative.

"Click" sound.

The metallic lighter in his hand burst into blue flames, and the flames blazed warmly. When the wind blew, it flickered under the corner of the photo in his hand—like a spreading wildfire that was about to sweep across the grass.

The tumbling flames stopped at a safe distance, only a finger away from the photo. As long as Huo Hangyi's hand shakes slightly, the fire will spread from the bottom.

—but his hand was steady.

The faint fire light also illuminated his face, his expression was indecipherable and unpredictable, the dancing flame was reflected in the dark pupils, and the frivolous photo was reflected in the flame heart.

A ring fits into a ring.

Huo Hangyi had two choices.

First, he can choose to lift his wrist, and the flames can swallow all the secrets.The photos he got in his hand after many twists and turns will turn into a pile of ashes, a pile of ashes that will be blown away, it will be scattered all over the world like dandelions with the wind, and it will never be put together again.

Second, of course, he can also choose to show Gu Gui the photo. Who is the woman in the photo? Gu Changshao has already hinted very clearly, so what about Gu Gui——

His hands trembled slightly, and the flames close at hand almost burned the face in the photo.

"Clap."

Huo Hangyi finally let go of his hand, and instantly retracted the rising flames, his mind seemed to have fallen into a blank in the dark night.

——Who is Gu Gui?

He should contain and contain many secrets, but Gu Gui doesn't know, and he doesn't know either.

Gu Changshao knew, but he probably only had a half-knowledge.

There seems to be an inexplicable mystery buried behind a simple photo. Huo Hang can't solve it, he only knows that behind the mystery is a rose in full bloom.

He can let these many roses be planted in the mystery forever, and the little rose will think that he grows in the most beautiful manor.

He leaned against the wall and turned on the lighter again——

"Huo Hangyi?"

Gu Gui's voice suddenly rang out from the bright place in the room, calling his name in no big or small way.

The fire went out again.

Huo Hang asked, "What's wrong?"

"Why don't you come in!", Gu Gui said, "You have been standing outside for a long time."

He put the photo back into his pocket again, crumpled by his pinching.

He said lightly: "Come."

Finally he opened the door and walked in. The sudden bright light made him squint his eyes, and after a while, he opened them again—his little boyfriend was obediently lying on the bed waiting for him, and kindly opened it for him. Quilt on the other side.

The meaning is obvious, I want Huo Hang to lie down.

Huo Hang didn't move, his fingers were still in his pockets, his silence made Gu Gui a little scared.

"elder brother?"

Gu Gui stopped calling him by his first name, and subconsciously called out the most intimate name in his subconscious mind.

Huo Hangyi finally moved - he took a step forward and took out the photo in his hand.

The front was spread out, and it was exposed in front of Gu Gui without any concealment.

He didn't spy on the meaning of Gu Gui's expression change at all, but stared directly at the photo, or maybe at the floor.

——Because he knew that Gu Gui didn't know anything.