Sang Yu Fei Wan

Back at Zhong Beichen's house, Yu Sang started packing the things he brought back from his hometown two days ago.

It's strange, since he's only lived at Zhong Beichen's house for two days, it seems that there are too many things to clean up.

Zhong Beichen leaned against the door of the bedroom, watching Yu Sang walking around, arranging things inefficiently, without saying a word.Even when Yu Sang went to the bedside table for the fifth time to find her earphones, she didn't speak.

Yu Sang was very uncomfortable. He didn't know why, but he got a little stiff when he first fell in love with Zhong Beichen.

Although when he agreed to Zhong Beichen, he made up his mind to face difficulties, but when difficulties really come, he will still be at a loss.

Yu Sang stuffed the earphones into the side of the suitcase.

There was nothing left to do, Yu Sang walked up to Zhong Beichen and looked up at him.

Zhong Beichen lowered his head slightly, held Yu Sang's lips, and kissed Yu Sang gently.

"I'm sorry." Yu Sang said.

Zhong Beichen shook his head lightly.

"I made you unhappy."

Yu Sang also shook his head.He felt a little frustrated, but didn't know what to say.

Zhong Beichen smiled, and kissed Yu Sang's lips again.

"It's not a big deal. It's really fast to live together at the beginning, as well as pick-up and drop-off. I understand that lovers need independent space."

Although what Zhong Beichen said was not the crux of the matter, Yu Sang still felt a little comforted.

"I'll come to see you on the weekend." Yu Sang said.

"Okay," Zhong Beichen said, "Want to climb a mountain?"

Yu Sang suddenly remembered Zhong Beichen's previous invitation.

At that time, Zhong Beichen had just kissed him, and went to his mother for a long time to reflect on himself in a daze. Later, he firmly invited Yu Sang, probably because he wanted to take the opportunity of climbing a mountain to confess his love.

At that time, Yu Sang felt at a loss and felt bitter.I never thought that one day, when I recall the same thing again, I will taste the sweetness.

"Okay." Yu Sang agreed.

"Let's go," Zhong Beichen smiled, "It's so late, is there still a subway? Let me take you back?"

This time Yu Sang didn't refuse. He got into Zhong Beichen's car again and returned to the rental house he had been away for a long time.

The light in the living room was off, and it seemed that the roommate had fallen asleep.Yu Sang pulled the luggage into the room in a low voice, and called Zhong Beichen in.

"Maybe it's a little gray," Yu Sang pointed at the bed, "otherwise you just lift the sheet and sit down."

Zhong Beichen didn't mind, and sat directly on the bed.

Yu Sang rummaged through the drawer and found two keys.

He gave Zhong Beichen the key.

"Here," Yu Sang said, "this one is for the door, and the other is for the bedroom."

"Oh." Zhong Beichen was a little dazed, and took the key obediently.

Yu Sang was amused by Zhong Beichen's expression: "Have you ever seen such a traditional way to open the door?"

"I think," Yu Sang said again, "I have recorded your irises... I should give you my key too."

"By the way, Beichen," Yu Sang thought again, "You give me back that... that pendant."

Zhong Beichen let out an "ah".

He took out the delicate chain from his coat pocket, removed the pendant, and handed it to Yu Sang.

Yu Sang looked down, and held the pendant in her palm again.

"What did you think at that time," Yu Sang asked, "You knew that I might never..."

Stubborn unrequited love may be the last thing Yu Sang would do: Excessive energy consumption without corresponding benefits.

This would overdraw Yu Sang's already exhausting life and make him nowhere to hide.

But before meeting Zhong Beichen, Yu Sang didn't even love anyone.

Maybe the previous imagination of feelings and judgments about oneself were just castles in the air and could not withstand scrutiny.

So Yu Sang couldn't help thinking, if the object was Zhong Beichen.

If the object is Zhong Beichen, Yu Sang may not be able to get rid of his thoughts easily.

It was like the days and nights after rejecting Zhong Beichen, he also inevitably thought of him.

The movies I have seen, the hot pot I have eaten, the games I have played, and the kisses I have received.

The words of refusal that I once said.

Yu Sang's feelings for Zhong Beichen cannot follow the principle of energy conservation.

Even if rational thinking determines that it is absolutely impossible, the brain calculates the energy loss, and social rules warn this party to prohibit it, but it is still addicted step by step, unable to turn back.

Zhong Beichen blinked, but did not answer.

Yu Sang didn't ask any more questions.Hang the pendant on his key chain and shake it gently.

"In this way," Yu Sang said, "I will think of you every time I open the door." He joked, "This is the benefit of not installing iris recognition on the door."

Zhong Beichen smiled, and asked a little shamelessly, "Do you miss me only when you get the key?"

Yu Sang also smiled: "I miss you all the time."

He leaned forward and kissed Zhong Beichen. Originally, he wanted to kiss his face, but Zhong Beichen turned his side slightly and just touched Yu Sang's lips.

Zhong Beichen kissed Yu Sang slowly and gently.It's kind of hard to part with him.

It seemed to be saying that he really wanted to live with Yu Sang, but if Yu Sang didn't want to, he wouldn't mention it again.

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