restless youth syndrome

Maybe it's because I'm not here so I'm not in a hurry to come back. Zhang Zechen didn't come back until after twelve o'clock. This time is his range of activities, so I'm already too sleepy. He's still very energetic, sending text messages He didn't stop until he got to the bed, and he put down his phone.

"Are you happy today?" He placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Yeah." I nodded, and the hairball jumped out of the bed and jumped to the ground, "I know a lot of people."

"for example?"

"The little boy from the Stuywellsons and the Frenwalls, the little sister Jacin, the Italian-speaking twin, the kid who broke the glass..."

He let out a small laugh with his nose, lifted the quilt and lay down on me, the smell of Marlboro occupied my thoughts again.

"Do you like children?" he asked.

"Of course, children are cute, aren't they? Listening to their childish little voices makes my heart melt, and they are very friendly."

I really like children very much, and this idea probably comes from my incomplete childhood.

"What about you?" I asked him.

I don't think he's the type who likes children, because he's psychological/psychological/abnormal/perverted, and children like creatures should not be within the scope of his liking.

"It's okay." He said softly, stroking my back, resting his chin on the top of my head, "I haven't thought about children yet, if you want, we can have one—I mean adopt, choose One you like, bring it back as a baby, and I'll treat him like you and my baby."

I just shook my head.

At that time, I thought it was impossible for us to last long, and our relationship was really embarrassing and unstable. Maybe tomorrow, or next year, he will abandon me. I don’t know what will happen Death dies, and soon he will have a new favorite.

We are not in a relationship of lovers, and we can't talk about our hearts with each other. There is really no need for things like children to exist between the two of us.

I was already in a daze and was about to fall asleep when I heard him talking in my ear.

"Honey, you can't leave me."

It is such a common sentence, but I feel the fear of the unknown from it.

See, this is the relationship between the two of us. ?

seventh disease

?Woke up in the morning, I stared at the ceiling lost in thought.

He couldn't turn his head, and stayed on the kiss between Pell and Igarashi.

The circle is so messy.

Does Zhang Zechen know Pell's sexual orientation?I don't know, or even if I know, I will maintain such a close relationship with him.

Did Zhang Zechen know my sexual orientation back then?I'm sure I don't know, if I'm really straight, I guess the psychological shadow will be quite big. Did he know this before he fell in love with me?

There was a knock on the door, and it was said that Cao Cao had arrived. Pell was dressed as a student, facing the sunlight coming in from the open window in the corridor. His blond hair was really dazzling, as was the smile on his face, and so were those green eyes. Same, really beautiful and flawless person, and the family is so powerful and so outstanding.

"How did you come?"

"I'm going to say something different. I'm going back to the United States with my brother in a while. Take care." He looked inside, and I habitually turned away, but he smiled embarrassedly, "You and Zhang Zechen How are you getting along?"

"Okay."

"That's it," Pell nodded, "By the way, you are about my age, right? A college student?"

"Sophomore."

"Haha, I'm your senior!"

He laughed, not loudly.At this time Igarashi Shaochen also came over, the two of them were not very close in front of people, just like ordinary brothers should be.

"Master Qi, brother Chen is still awake? When brother Chen wakes up, tell him, let's go." Shaochen Igarashi said.

"He, he didn't wake up until the afternoon all day long, brother, you go first." Pell pushed him aside, Igarashi gave him a helpless look, nodded to me, and walked away.

"Brother, he admires Zhang Zechen very much." Pell shook his head, "Zhang Zechen, if you treat him well, he won't do anything to you. Just treat him sincerely, and he will treat you well, say Maybe next time I come, I will call you Mrs. Chen!"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"He doesn't understand at all, so don't try to understand him. In short, don't do something that betrays him, and he will tolerate you." Pell patted me on the shoulder, and for a moment his face He turned sideways, and with his short blond hair that fell loose today, I had the illusion that he was a beautiful German girl, "Then I'm leaving!"

Watching Pell leave, I could vaguely hear him shouting "Brother——", I closed the door, glanced at Zhang Zechen who was still sleeping, slid along the door and sat on the ground.

Pell is really a very dynamic person, like the sun.

I don't like to talk to him, it makes me appear more humble.

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After Pell left, this matter was over.

The home has returned to a cold look. Although there are many people, most of them are 'dead'.

There is nothing to say these days, I have nothing to do all day.

Living a pampered life, people are becoming more and more vulnerable.

Just in time for the season change, I caught a cold.

The nasal fluid kept flowing, and I had used up several packs of paper towels. My nose was red, and it hurt like hell when I touched it lightly. Now I dare not make breakfast for Zhang Zechen, for fear of infecting him. Although He doesn't look like someone who catches a cold that easily.

I had a runny nose for a few days, and Zhang Zechen was very kind to comfort me at night, but when I touched this and that, the gun went off, and I had a glorious fever the next day after he begged all night.

I was very sleepy after taking the medicine, and I felt weak when I had a fever, so I didn't like to get up.

Zhang Zechen didn't stay to take care of me because I had a fever. Although it was expected, why did I feel more uncomfortable when I had a fever?

It's better to have a fur ball, knowing how to touch me with a small meat ball, nesting next to me, I don't feel disgusted at all.

When it was time for dinner, there was a car noise outside, and the sound was the white Lambo.

I put down my chopsticks and walked to the door, only to find that Zhang Zechen had actually returned.

"Did you drop something? I seem to have seen your lighter on the carpet this morning. It's probably because of the hairball." After I said it, I felt stupid, who would run all the way back for a lighter.

He threw the key on a small china tray in the hallway and smiled at me.

"Come back to accompany you."

Hearing this sentence, my heart warmed up, and I was indescribably happy.Probably no one has gone home specially for me.

He took care of my speed, walked slower than usual, and I walked beside him.

"Have you eaten yet?" he asked me.

"I'm eating, but I don't have much appetite."

"Eat a little bit, don't wait until you get better from the cold and get stomach problems."

We sat down at the small dining table facing each other, and I continued to eat the unfinished dinner while he looked at me from the opposite side.

He asked someone to bring another set of tableware. I thought he was hungry and wanted to eat some, but I saw that he peeled all the beans from the beans and put them in a spoon and fed them to me.

I was a little flattered, but looking at the spoonful of beans, I was very resistant to this food. He may also have seen that the beans on my plate did not move. It felt like a parent feeding a child. Finally, I opened my mouth and sipped a few in.

"Eat them all."

"No..."

I showed embarrassment, and he stretched out the spoon again, trying to stuff it into my mouth. I closed my mouth tightly to dodge, and the beans almost fell on the table.

"Eat quickly, I want you several times today with the few beans left."

Zhang Zechen spoke in a moderate voice, which happened to be heard clearly by the people around him. I blushed instantly, but wouldn't it be more embarrassing to submit like this.

"Chener—"

"It's useless, hurry up."

The spoonful of green beans in front of me must be very appetizing, but I don't like this at all. Asking me to eat beans is like asking me to die.

But with so many people around watching, if he said something about that, I would never have the face to leave here in the future, although they already knew what we were doing all day long.

I had no choice but to close my eyes and swallow the spoonful of poison.I took a few more mouthfuls of rice to suppress the unpalatable taste, but it still remained in my mouth.

He looked at me with a painful expression, lowered his head and smiled, and put a spinach in my mouth.

"Good boy, I will have beans to eat every day from now on. If I hear someone say that you haven't finished eating, you will be the one to look at."

Needless to say, that 'who' must be referring to crabs.

Because I was sick, Zhang Zechen was very peaceful today. I leaned on the bed and watched TV, and he sat beside me. Although his hands were dishonest, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

"Lele, are you fat?" He said while touching my belly.

"Actually, I also think...it must be too little exercise."

"Why do I feel more like a beer belly? Lele, don't you secretly drink bars behind my back?" He said half-jokingly.

"How come, isn't that what middle-aged people have?"

And I don't drink alcohol.

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After being quiet for a while, I thought he was asleep, but when I looked sideways, he was thinking about something.

"Qi Le."

He suddenly called my name.

"what happened?"

"Let's be lovers."

I looked at him with some doubts, expressing that I didn't understand.

"I mean, like real lovers. Lele, can you?"

I pursed my lips, felt a sudden pain in my head, and replied obsessively, "Okay."

that time