I really don't like you anymore

When Xi Xinghai woke up, he heard someone chatting downstairs.

The content of the chat ranged from the fluctuation of the price of liquor to the dog next door who always likes to shit everywhere, from the recent spread of the epidemic to the powerful daughter-in-law of Uncle Zhang’s family. After talking about the weather, we talked about the price of pork. Which supermarket has a big promotion.

When Xi Xinghai got dressed and was about to brush his teeth and wash his face, they chatted about the only son of the old Yan's family who was studying abroad.

The flight is going back home.

Feihang started a company.

Flying is good.

Flying no object?Then quickly introduce one.

……

But that was half a year ago.

For more than half a year after hearing the news, Xi Xinghai always pays extra attention every time he goes out and returns home. He doesn’t want to meet Yan Feihang, and Yan Feihang probably doesn’t want to see him either.

It's a pity that he carefully hid for more than half a year, but he still couldn't hide.

God is so naughty.

It rained heavily today.

The rain in summer comes and goes quickly. Now the rain is coming, and after a while, it turns from small raindrops to big raindrops, crackling on the ground.

The wind and rain were violent, lightning and thunder rumbled, and the trees were bent. The street was empty, and Xi Xinghai stood under the office building with his arms folded.

An hour ago, he was lying on the bed and received a series of fatal calls from colleagues in the project team.

Five minutes ago, he came out of the office after dealing with the problem.

He came out in a hurry, and he didn't bring anything except his laptop. He was wearing the big slippers he wore at home, and his pants were the kind of big pants that he only wears when he sleeps.

He stood silently for a while with his arms folded, then he decided to rush out into the rain.

——After three o'clock in the morning, if you don't go home, it will be dawn.

Fortunately, his home is close to the company, and it takes less than 10 minutes to walk, so he runs faster.

He ran home in one breath, breathless, put down the computer and rushed into the bathroom.

The feeling of hot water pouring on the body is really comfortable.

He took a warm bath comfortably, and when he was about to get dressed, he heard a knock on the door outside.

The knock on the door was very urgent, bang bang bang, it was almost like the king of Hades urging the little ghost to kill people.

At 03:30 in the morning, the law and order in the old community was so-so, and there were too many news about violent crimes, Xi Xinghai was really a little scared.

What if Hades' little ghost really came to hook his life?

He hurriedly put on a pair of boxer briefs, thought for a while, went back to the room and turned over a T-shirt and put it on together.

In case it happens, at least walk decently.

Just as the bloody little movie in his head started, Xi Xinghai ran to the gate cautiously. The cat's eyes were blocked by Spring Festival couplets, and he asked in a rough voice, "Who is it?"

A man's voice came from outside, "It's me, Brother Liu."

Brother Liu is the male owner of the downstairs household. He has been neighbors for more than ten years, so Xi Xinghai naturally recognized his voice.

Since they are acquaintances, it's fine.

Xi Xinghai put down his heart and put down the water bottle in his hand, he opened the door, "Brother Liu, it's so late, what's the matter?"

The sensor light in the corridor was on, and with the rotation of the door panel, the light leaked into the crack of the door, and the figure of Brother Liu and the man next to Brother Liu was slowly revealed in Xi Xinghai's sight.

Brother Liu is not tall, a little shorter than Xi Xinghai of the official 175. He has dark skin and a thin body. He looks simple and honest, but his expression at the moment is very frizzy.

And the one next to him is tall, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a bridge of nose higher than Mount Everest, lips sexier than David, with sharp contours like chiseled chisels, eyes as deep as stars and oceans, who else is it not Yan Feihang?

But in the dead of night, how could Yan Feihang appear at the gate of his house?

Xi Xinghai couldn't figure it out and was stunned.

The wrong confession seven years ago appeared in front of his eyes, he couldn't remember the mood at that time clearly, but he couldn't forget Yan Feihang's disgusted expression.

How should I put it, it's not about holding grudges. After all, the person I fell in love with for the first time, and the first time I mustered up the courage to express my heart, and I'm afraid that no one can easily expose such a tragic ending.

awkward.

so awkward.

He endured the embarrassment like five claws scratching his heart, turned to look at Brother Liu, he smiled at Brother Liu, a little shy, and asked Brother Liu what's the matter, "Is my bathroom leaking again? "

This is the case in most communities with houses over 40 years old, and the facilities are seriously aging. It is common for water to leak today and power to be cut off tomorrow.

"Oh! Isn't that right!" Brother Liu complained in a loud voice, "My house has been making a lot of noise since just now, and you shouldn't answer me when I knock on the door. No, even the neighbor next door Little Yan was shocked!"

"So that's how it is." Xi Xinghai said, he was busy taking a bath just now, so he didn't hear anything.

He apologized to Brother Liu, "I'm sorry, Brother Liu, for interrupting your rest. In this way, I will find someone to fix it early tomorrow morning. At that time, no matter what, let him fix it for me completely. Do you think this will work?"

Good-looking people will always receive more preferential treatment, not to mention that Xi Xinghai is not only good-looking, but also has a nice voice, a kind smile, two dark eyes that are misty and moist, and his attitude is so sincere.

Not to mention that he was just taking a bath at home to clean up the water leak, even if he was dancing at home and the building collapsed. Seeing him like this, brother Liu couldn't say anything.

Brother Liu waved his hand, "Hey, I'm fine. It's just your sister-in-law. She's a shallow sleeper and can't move at all. You should take care of her."

"I know Brother Liu, I'm sorry, Brother Liu..."

……

After apologizing and guaranteeing, finally sending Brother Liu away, Xi Xinghai heaved a sigh of relief, turned around, and saw Yan Feihang was looking at him, that look, how should I put it, seemed a bit wrong.

He is not good at guessing other people's thoughts. It was past three o'clock in the morning, and it was not the time to guess other people's thoughts. He wanted to close the door, but Yan Feihang suddenly opened his mouth at this time.

He looked at Xi Xinghai, condescending, and very aggressive, "Why are you taking a shower now? Just got home?"

It seems that there are always black and white chess pieces in Go, and Tai Chi always has Yin and Yang sides. If Xi Xinghai is the Yang side of Tai Chi, and the white pieces of Go are amiable, friendly, hot-tempered, and patient, then Yan Feihang is the dark side of Tai Chi, and the black pieces of Go. , domineering, strong, aggressive.

Oh, by the way, he's impatient and has a bad temper.

Xi Xinghai is not very good at confronting him. Seven years ago, he was not good at it. Now...it is a bit ashamed to say that he seems to have eaten seven years of rice for nothing, and wasted seven years of time. Now he sees Yan Feihang and is reprimanded by him loudly. He seems to have returned to seven years ago. At the airport, beside the security check, many people gathered around, many people looked sideways, and some people pointed at him and laughed: Wow, gay, so fresh!

Yan Feihang blushed.

He couldn't help being nervous.

His eyes swam to the side, he looked at the handrail of the stairs, looked at the other person's toes, and moved his toes, and then he tried to explain, "Well, that... just... something... my colleague... Something happened, I'll go...to help him..."

His tongue was tied and his thoughts were stagnant. He was like a rusty machine, creaking and unable to work.

Since he couldn't explain clearly, he simply gave up explaining.

Anyway, if he explained it, Yan Feihang probably wouldn't believe it.

"Then what, Brother Feihang, it's getting late, can I go back to sleep?"

Yan Feihang really didn't believe it.

Although Xi Xinghai is so obedient now, he was not at all like what he is now seven years ago.

What was he like seven years ago?

Yan Feihang thought for a while and shivered for a while.

Gay or something, so fucking disgusting.

"What's the matter with my colleague? It's so late, what can I do?"

"Do you often come back so late?"

"Do you know that this disturbs other people's rest?!"

"If you don't sleep yourself, neither will anyone else?!"

……

A series of pressing questions, like setting off firecrackers, burst out, Xi Xinghai was dumbfounded by his questions.

Online failure, very serious matter.

Yes, I often work overtime and often come back so late.

No, before tonight, he didn't know.

As for the last one, he could only apologize.

"I'm sorry, Brother Feihang, I'll try to keep my voice down next time, look at this, okay?"

Yan Feihang did not accept his apology, raised his thick eyebrows, and showed a fierce look, "Is there a next time?"

Of course there will be a next time, not only the next time, but also the next time, the next time, the next time... The pain of beating the workers, of course a capitalist like Yan Feihang who drinks blood will not understand.

"Ah? Well, because..." Xi Xinghai tried to explain again, but Yan Feihang seemed to have made a conclusion for his series of behaviors in his heart: always coming home in the middle of the night, what good could happen?

"I don't care what your reason is, don't let similar situations happen again in the future!"

"Next time, see how I will treat you!"

"Also, since you know you want to meet people, don't come out dressed like this!"

Xi Xinghai: ...

It was easy for him to understand before, but this... what is it like? When can T-shirts and shorts be seen?

He lowered his head, looked at his attire, "So... what's wrong?"

In fact, it’s nothing, it’s just that the hair is still wet, and the water drips down the neck and into the collar; it’s just that the T-shirt is too big, the delicate collarbone can be seen at a glance, and the pink skin makes people think; it’s just that they don’t wear pants, white flowers His slender legs dazzled his eyes, his face was too white, his lips were too pink, and the aroma of shower gel penetrated directly into his brain.

"In the middle of the night, if you make it like this, who do you want to seduce?"