Bian Huai

Regret, regret to death.

The result of the brain twitch just now made Bian Huai think he would be frightened by the high temperature and run far away, but he didn't expect to be frightened but himself.

"Let go! Do you know what you are doing? There are people's houses around here."

Staring at the hand tightly holding her with a headache, Bian Huai thought angrily: It doesn't matter to him outside, but at the door of his house, he is not so open.

But Gao Gao's hand strength is not so strong, with Bian Huai's body, how could he break free.

"It's your home, I'll let it go." After finishing speaking, Gao Gao's eyes drooped slightly, and then he suddenly lifted them up firmly to look straight ahead, with a calm and composed expression, he strode his long legs and walked all the way.

Bian Huai, who was being dragged all the way, was angry, and gave up struggling simply and neatly: "Okay, okay, don't go this way anymore, my house is in another direction."

After hearing this, the people in front quickly changed direction, turned on the sprint mode again, and said confidently, "If you confessed earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer like this."

"Fuck!" Bian Huai stared blankly at the person holding his palm, and cursed secretly.

It's changed a lot. How dare you treat Gao Gao like this before.

All the way back, I really met a lot of people, and the lights on the road were not weak.Bian Huai's state of mind went from being ashamed to being at home, to being insensitive later on.

"Go back, don't give it away—" You big-headed ghost!

Bian Huai leaned against the door, gritted his teeth and faced the expressionless face outside the door through the crack of the door, "High temperature, don't push yourself!"

"It's getting late, I'll sleep with you tonight."

"Bah, it's only nine o'clock!" You fucking came to the door by force, and you're still here with a serious face.

The high temperature exerted a little force, and the crack of the door increased several times. Bianhuai looked at this situation and suddenly felt a little annoyed.

God is so unfair, why does he have to look so weak?

"Then I'll go in and see Auntie." Gao Gao said, most of his body was already squeezed between the cracks in the door.

When Bian Huai heard that sentence, his body suddenly stopped, he forgot to resist for a while, and the high temperature took the opportunity to enter the room.

"...My mother is dead, what's there to see." Bian Huai lowered his eyes, but Gao Gao still noticed the slight twinkle of tears on his long eyelashes in the blink of an eye.

It was not the first time he saw Bian Huai like this, and every time it made his breath stagnate.

Gao Ren gently closed the door, turned around and hugged the person inside, "...Then I can see you, too?"

The eyes of Bian Huai who was hugged widened for a moment, and he didn't dodge or refuse.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Bian Huai had been looking forward to this hug for nearly seven years. He wasn't looking forward to a high-temperature hug, but a greeting and hug from someone he knew. It was so ridiculous and sad.

To this day, he is the only one who misses Bian Huai.

Bian Huai hated herself for being weak, but at the same time she was greedy for high-temperature warmth.

He could survive in seven years, but he was so weak at this moment, he didn't want to admit it no matter what, but there was nothing he could do.

"No need! Go away, get out,... get out... oooo..."

Just like now, he keeps saying to let the high temperature go, but his hands are holding the high temperature tightly.

In the past seven years, he only cried when his mother died of illness. He thought that there would be no more tears left, but at this moment, the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing out, soaking the shirt on Gao Gao's body... …

When he woke up the next day, Bian Huai smelled the aroma of food, and before his brain could work, his body had jumped up from the soft sofa.

Seeing the clean surroundings, Bian Huai felt a little inexplicable, until he saw the busy people in the kitchen, Bian Huai remembered what happened yesterday.

Speaking of which, last night, Bian Huai somehow acquiesced to the high temperature to stay, and the two of them sat in the living room watching several episodes of TV series after taking a shower.

It was pretty ordinary at first, but before going to bed, the problem came, Bian Huai's house only sleeps on the sofa in the living room, and he usually sleeps here.

His room was a bit "dirty" compared to the living room.

"How about I clean it up for you?" After hesitating for a moment, Gao Gao held the doorknob and was about to go in.

After hearing this, Bian Huai hurriedly put down the remote control to persuade him, "You'd better not go in, you'll throw up, you'd better spend the night with me on the sofa."

He said what he should say, but Gao Gao ignored him at all, Bian Huai rolled his eyes, continued to watch his TV series, and waited for the high temperature reaction.

It took about 1 minute for the high temperature to exit.

Bian Huai didn't wait for the expected reaction, but instead waited for a sneer: "When did you become so casual?"

Bian Huai felt a little depressed for a moment, after all he is really a casual person, but that doesn't mean he wants to hear other people's comments.

"Heh, since people have desires, they should vent them. What's wrong with me venting my desires?" Bian Huai couldn't see any joy or anger on his face. He just opened his hands and lay back on his back. Wide open, the beautiful collarbone is exposed.

Under the light of the living room, the whole person who was so white that it was almost glowing sank into the soft sofa.

He casually took the milky white quilt behind him and lay on his side, with half of his white legs protruding from under the long pajamas straddling the quilt, rubbing his legs against the quilt seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.

"People who have been to my house all praise me for my skills. Although you are a straight man, you don't care if I am a man or a woman when the lights are turned off. My appearance is very popular. If you don't believe me, come and try this the flavor in it?"

Bian Huai hugged the quilt, narrowed his eyes lazily, and his whole body exuded temptation.

In the end, there was a trembling sound from his bright red lips, and he picked up the clothes on his body with his fingers. Regardless of the clothes and bedding slipping off, he approached the high temperature step by step, and stuck to the person: "I will definitely make you, endless aftertaste~"

Gao Gao stiffened his body, he didn't know how to place his hands and feet, and there was still no change on his usually emotionless face.

Bian Huai took advantage of the high temperature and pushed the man to the wall with one hand, with a cold expression on his face, he folded his hands and approached without saying a word.

Gao Gao still didn't know that he had said something wrong, so he carefully raised his eyes to observe the expression of that person, facing those calm eyes.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant."

Bian Huai chuckled and asked him back, "Then what do you mean?"

"I don't want you to ruin your body like this. You deserve a better life, young master."

Unexpectedly, his unintentional address completely made Bian Huai explode.

"I said don't call me young master again! You're never finished!" Bian Huai roared, his chest heaved and heaved, as if it took him a lot of effort, the fierce tone and angry look frightened Gao Gao for a moment. reaction.

Bian Huai knew that his appearance just now must be extremely ugly.

He doesn't like, doesn't like that title, that title is too ironic, too cruel, and too sad for him now.

Pushing him away, Bian Huai calmly turned back to the sofa to put on the clothes that had just been taken off.

Gao Gao looked back at the door behind him, and then at the awkward person in front of him, his eyes darkened.

Patience, patience, the high temperature said to himself.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it tomorrow." Gao Gao followed, and fell onto the sofa with the man in his arms.

The high temperature acted as if Bian Huai was just playing around, which made Bian Huai even more annoyed, and tried his best to resist the sudden hug: "Let me go, what are you doing?"

However, Gao Gao seemed to never fail to hear his anger, and just smiled and said: "It's not that you said to spend the night with you on the sofa, then I'd rather be obedient than respectful."

"You..." Bian Huai was very angry, but thinking of the messy things that happened tomorrow, he really didn't have the heart to fight with him anymore. He was really, really tired.

The memory ends.

Bian Huai fell down on the sofa again, fumbled for his mobile phone, and fell deeply into self-examination.

I can't bear to look back, I can't bear to look back.

In a daze, the untimely high temperature appeared next to him again, and asked him as if nothing happened: "Are you awake?"

Bian Huai moved, nodded, and got up without going back to the bathroom.

"Is that why you don't want to see me?"

Gao Gao lowered his eyes slightly, showing a rare expression of disappointment.

After the simple breakfast was prepared and set on the dining table, Bian Huai slowly came out of the bathroom. Just as Gao Gao opened his mouth to let him eat, he walked into the room again.

Bian Huai looked in surprise at the room that was clearly his but not like his own, curled his lips, and went to the closet to look for clothes to change.

"Come out and get something to eat."

Gao Gao walked to the bedroom door, knocked lightly on the door, and said to Bian Huai in the inner room.

No one agreed.

Gao Gao repeated a few more words, and continued to enjoy it until the people inside couldn't bear it anymore.

"High temperature! When did you become an old woman, and it's already nine o'clock, so you don't have to go to work?"

Bian Huai couldn't take it anymore, and walked out frowning while wearing a tie. When he opened the door, he was faced with a handsome face even more handsome than himself.

"You want me to go?" Gao Gao bent down slightly, speaking without any ups and downs, and unhurriedly tied Bian Huai's tie with his hands.

Bian Huai didn't like the feeling of being pulled by the neck, so he couldn't help taking a step back, thinking that he was almost strangled to death by the high temperature.

Bian Huai covered his neck and coughed a few times, his eyes were filled with physiological saline, and after recovering, he gave Gao Gao another hard look: "Ahem... are you... sick, why are you pestering me?"

What made him even angrier was what Gao Gao said next.

Gao Gao stretched out his hand and brushed aside the strands of hair that were about to be blocked, caressed the top of Huai Huai's head and said, "If you don't back down, how can I hurt you?"

This person really made him feel uncomfortable all over. He was obviously stupid when he was a child, and he listened to himself in everything. Now not only does he not listen to him, but he often overwhelms him with arrogance!

After saying "Get out of the way!", Bian Huai waved the hand on his forehead and rushed towards the door.

Gao Gao also raised his heels and asked him where he was going, but Bian Huai only said "it has nothing to do with you".

If he could go back in time, Bian Huai felt that he could actually be gentler, at least he would not be arrested and forced to eat breakfast like he is now.

"You can't finish it, high temperature, do you know that your behavior is extremely weird now, why do you make yourself seem to care about me?"

"I don't care about you, don't you know?"

Facing the sudden seriousness of the high temperature, Bian Huai was speechless.

He naturally knew that Gao Gao cared about him and had treated him very well since he was a child, but both of them had been gone for many years.No matter how strong the friendship is, the relationship will be bleak if they don't meet or contact for a few years, let alone they are not friends.

Bian Huai guessed: Gao Gao treats him like this, mostly because he thinks he is pitiful.

"Okay, I've had breakfast too, let's go." Finally, Bian Huai sent such a sentence to Gao Gao, and regardless of Gao Gao's expression, he put on his shoes and went out.

As for how Gao Gao left his house and what he did later, Bian Huai was in no mood to care about it.

Because, he is a little busy today.

Bian Huai seldom wears a suit and leather shoes, but since he wears it, there must be something to do.He was already good-looking, with fair skin, a beautiful face and a slender figure, he was always envied by others when he walked in the crowd.

"You came."

Bian Huai nodded to the person who came, walked up to that person, Lu smiled warmly and affectionately, and rolled his eyes affectionately: "Could it be a little early, don't weddings usually start at night?"

"No, I wanted you to accompany me, otherwise I would be disgusted to death by those people." The visitor led Bian Huai upstairs, grabbed Bian Huai's knuckle-boned hand and put it in his pocket.

Bian Huai glanced at the crowd staring at the two of them, looked down at her own hand, but didn't refuse, and obediently let the man beside her hold it.

"Mr. Zhang, today is Young Master Ling's wedding. Isn't it ridiculous for you to let me be by your side so blatantly?"

After being pulled into a relatively secluded room by the man, Bian Huai looked around and walked to the window, not knowing what he was looking at, before opening his mouth slowly.

"Anyone who wants to die can come and challenge my bottom line. I, Zhang Yi, don't care about those gossips."

Zhang Yi's words made Bian Huai suddenly remember a joke about himself, and he smiled, with helplessness and sadness in his smile.

"You don't believe it?" The man approached him, wrapping his hands around the window.

Mr. Zhang didn't just say this casually, Bian Huai naturally knew that this man had a casual temperament and lived a carefree life, which really made Bian Huai very envious and admired, but it's a pity...

Bian Huai turned around and replied that he believed it.

Then, a warm and domineering kiss rushed towards his face, Bian Huai responded skillfully, while squinting his eyes to scan the figure downstairs, he hugged the head of the mature man in front of him with both hands, and leaned his back against the window sill.