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On the way back, Fang Yan kept holding Song Lai's hand. Although he was always looking ahead, Song Lai could feel his fragility.

Song Lai didn't want to hurt him, it was like this in the past, and it's still like this now.

After Lin Shen sent them to Dingyun, he drove away. Fang Yan still didn't let go of Song Lai, and the two just went home holding hands.

After entering the room, Song Lai led Fang Yan to the sofa, gently pressed his shoulder to let him sit down, "I'll get you a glass of water."

As Song Lai said, he was about to break away from Fang Yan's hand, but Fang Yan held him tighter.

Song Lai looked down, and Fang Yan was looking up at himself, his always shrewd eyes were full of innocence and loneliness, which made Song Lai's heart soften, and even a little ache.

"Just to get a glass of water."

Song Lai softened his voice and comforted, "I'll be back soon."

Fang Yan pursed his lips and looked at him, then reluctantly let go.

During the few minutes when Song Lai went to pour water, Fang Yan's eyes were always glued to him. It was not until he returned to his side that Fang Yan's expression was not as solemn as before.

Song Lai was amused by his appearance of worrying about gain and loss, handed him the warm water in his hand, and sat beside him again.

"Looks a bit like a stray dog ​​now."

he chuckled.

Fang Yan looked at him fixedly, and opened his mouth, "Then do you want to pet my head?"

Seemingly not expecting him to say that, Song Lai was a little stunned.

Fang Yan took Song Lai's hand and put it on top of his head, just rubbing his hand.

"You used to touch my head like this a lot."

The familiar touch swept from the center of the memory, and Song Lai seemed to be taken to the past at once.

He looked down at the black hair under his palm, and had the illusion that time had never passed.

Perhaps it was because this moment was too tender, Song Lai was a little uncomfortable after recovering.

He slowly withdrew his hand and laughed.

"It's getting late, let's rest."

This time Fang Yan didn't hold his hand.

Neither of them slept that night.

Song Lai lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Fang Yan's sad and pitiful look was always lingering in front of his eyes, even if he tried to dispel it, he couldn't shake it at all.

Song Lai didn't know why he was so influenced by Fang Yan. Such a self made him feel strange and frightened.

Being dominated by emotions is his taboo, and it is also a fact that Song Jiajia taught him with blood.

Fang Yan didn't feel sleepy that night.

He has been looking at the lights above his head calmly, and what Song Lai said in the car is played repeatedly in his ears, making his mean thoughts nowhere to hide.

Fang Yan always wondered if he hadn't asked him back then, but had chosen to stay by his side like Ye Yuanhong, without saying anything or revealing anything, would the result be better than today.

Fang Yan thought about it all night, and finally got the answer in the early morning.

Rather than hiding in a dark corner forever and covering up the gushing passion, Fang Yan would rather reunite after a long separation like today.

His love is possessive, selfish, and a game. He must win this game, and he must let Song Lai give him the same love.

This is why he exists.

He is not so tall and stalwart, and he is not so tolerant and kind. He just wants Song Lai's love and his unique heart.

Fang Yan got up very early, and Song Lai was just a little sleepy when he woke up.

Fang Yan didn't call him, but went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Song Lai is not in the habit of eating breakfast, usually a cup of coffee or a few pieces of bread is enough.

Fang Yan was just the opposite of him. Because of gastrointestinal problems, Fang Yan always paid attention to punctuality in his three meals a day, and his breakfast was even more nutritionally balanced.

It's just that there are not many things in Song Lai's house, Fang Yan can only cook a pot of lean meat porridge with the leftover ingredients from the last cooking, and fry a few eggs.

When Song Lai woke up, he could smell the aroma coming from downstairs. He thought it was the aunt who came, but when he saw that it was only after seven o'clock, he guessed it was Fang Yan.

Song Lai followed the scent to find it, and when he stood on the stairs, he saw Fang Yan's busy figure.

He was setting the dishes on the dining table and seemed to be in a good mood.

Song Lai was stunned in a trance.

He actually felt that this cold house suddenly became warm, and it suddenly felt like a home.

When Fang Yan looked up, he saw Song Lai standing on the stairs, and he generously gave him his first smile in the morning.

"Just in time, come down for breakfast."

Song Lai opened his mouth, as if embarrassed, "I rarely eat breakfast."

Fang Yan was not discouraged, walked to the stairs and raised his head to smile at him.

His smile was so dazzling and sweet that Song Lai felt like he had swallowed a big mouthful of honey and couldn't open his mouth.

"It's okay, I will supervise you to eat breakfast in the future."

Fang Yan said with a smile.

Song Lai looked at him and finally nodded, "Then I'll go up and wash my face, you eat first."

Song Lai left after speaking, a bit like fleeing.

When Song Lai went downstairs again, Fang Yan was still sitting at the table waiting for him.

Seeing him coming, Fang Yan put a bowl of porridge from the casserole in front of his seat.

"Eat as much as you want."

Fang Yan's cooking skills are very good, Song Lai realized it last time.

It's just that Song Lai didn't eat much last time, and it's a pity when I think about it now.

Song Lai opened the chair and sat down, smelling the aroma of the porridge, picked up a spoon, took a sip, put it into his mouth, and savored it carefully.

"taste good."

He commented so.

Fang Yan laughed, and looked at him with his hands on his chin, "Then you eat more.

Let's go to the supermarket to buy some ingredients tonight, and tomorrow I can make another breakfast for you. "

Song Lai was a little surprised, "Do you know how to cook many kinds of breakfast?"

Fang Yan thought for a while and replied, "Both Chinese and Western styles, it depends on what you want to eat."

Song Lai gradually relaxed, and couldn't help asking him, "Why do you cook so much food?"

Fang Yan's bright eyes dimmed, and a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Before I entered Manchester, I worked as an assistant cook in the back kitchen of a Chinese restaurant, and learned a lot of dishes at that time.

Later, I went to work in a western restaurant, so I secretly learned some western food. "

Fang Yan talked about the past in a calm manner, but Song Lai could see the loneliness hidden in his eyes.

He seemed to be really having a bad time.

Song Lai pursed his lips, not wanting to add salt to his wounds, so he changed the subject, "I haven't eaten breakfast in Manchester, but I think your porridge is no worse than that of the secret forest.

It seems that I have to ask you to guide me in the secret forest in the future. "

Fang Yan just smiled and said nothing.

Fang Yan stared at Song Lai's breakfast and finished a bowl of porridge. Fang Yan wanted to add more to him, but Song Lai couldn't finish it. He pointed at his round belly and waved his hands, "Don't, don't, I I can’t eat anymore, and I can’t walk anymore.”

Fang Yan couldn't help laughing seeing him slumped on the chair, "You are too thin, you should eat more in the future."

Song Lai nodded repeatedly, stood up with his hands on the table, "I can't eat anymore now."

"Ye Yuanhong is probably downstairs, I have to go."

Hearing him mention Ye Yuanhong, Fang Yan paused for a moment, and soon came back to his senses.

"Go down together."

Fang Yan said, before Song Lai refused, he had already held Song Lai's hand and walked forward, and then took Song Lai's leather shoes to change for him.

He held Song Lai's ankle, and the temperature of his palm came through the thin socks, causing Song Lai's face to turn red, and he shook his head awkwardly, "No, no, I'll do it myself."

Fang Yan looked up at him, seeing that he was very embarrassed, so he had to give up, straightened up and stood beside him, "Then you support me."

Seeing how concerned he was, Song Lai couldn't help laughing.

"I just ate a little too much, it's not that I can't move, why do you make it look like I'm sick."

Fang Yan didn't think there was anything wrong, he supported Song Lai with both hands, and looked at him quite seriously, "If you are sick, I will not let you go to work."

Song Lai laughed it off, but didn't get serious with him. Song Lai believed that he could really stop her from going to work.

When the two went downstairs, Ye Yuanhong and Lin Shen were already waiting.

After what happened last night, Ye Yuanhong was full of hostility to the other party, so when he saw Lin Shen, he also blew his beard and stared, which made Lin Shen very puzzled.

Lin Shen and Ye Yuanhong didn't pay attention to anyone downstairs. The two cars parked together, but they stood far away. They didn't come forward until Song Lai and Fang Yan came down together.

Fang Yan was originally holding Song Lai, but Song Lai broke free from his hand when he got out of the elevator.

Fang Yan wanted to catch him again, but Song Lai glared at him, and said sharply, "Be honest."

Fang Yan was very pleased with his half-angry appearance, so he became obedient and honest.

Before seeing Song Lai and Fang Yan, Ye Yuanhong thought about deceiving himself, and he could use any lame reason.

Seeing them coming down together, Song Lai's eyes were still slightly black and blue, and he looked a little sluggish, while Fang Yan at the side was refreshed and in a good mood, Ye Yuanhong's heart, which was already at the bottom of the valley, was even more depressed to nowhere.

He felt uncomfortable, turned his head away and dared not look at them again.

Song Lai first took two steps forward and gave Lin Shen a slight nod before turning around and getting into the car.

After Ye Yuanhong closed the car door, Fang Yan walked straight over and lay on Song Lai's car window, looking like a cynical kid, "I'll pick you up at night."

Song Lai subconsciously glanced at Ye Yuanhong, a little embarrassed.

It's really embarrassing to flirt with your lover in front of your subordinates.

Song Lai nodded again and again, and sent Fang Yan away, and then let Ye Yuanhong drive quickly.

As soon as Song Lai's car disappeared, the smile on Fang Yan's mouth stopped.

He glanced at the car, turned around and got in the car.

"Have you checked everything?" Fang Yan asked coldly.

Lin Shen nodded, and handed him the information on the co-pilot, "It's almost the same as last time. This Ye Yuanhong is very loyal to Mr. Song, and his ability is also very good. Over the years, many hotels have offered attractive conditions to find him. He went over but was rejected.

I started to monitor his account and movements last night, and I didn't find that he wanted to change jobs or want to reveal the news. Based on my investigation of him, he should not betray Mr. Song, nor would he tell the story. "

Fang Yan looked at the information in his hand and smiled contemptuously.

"With a bird of desire, it is impossible to fly without scruples."

Lin Shen frowned at him, "You mean..."

Fang Yan closed the document in his hand, looked sideways out of the window, and chuckled.

"He always goes."

"And go by yourself."

The author says:

Brother Yan today is as cute as a little milk dog hahaha, look, Xiao Song is soft-hearted haha~

Although he is a little milk dog, Brother Yan is also a big wolf dog haha~ We are going to take down our innocent Xiao Song!

So today is also a day to thank you for your support!Begging for collection, begging for comments, begging for starfish, begging for reward~

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