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"You make me feel warm."

Shi Fang's eyes were full of young people, looking down at him from top to bottom: "So when I saw those yesterday, I knew that the one who made me feel warm was an angel."

He seems to have returned to those fairy tales that his mother wove, weird and absurd, but terribly sweet, terribly cloying, and the fragrance is in front of his eyes, tempting people to jump into such a honey jar.

Shi Fangman is almost 28 years old. Although he can no longer believe in fairy tales, he still has no self-control and falls into the candy house that only exists in fairy tales. He regards what he hears as sweet honey. Feast on it.

It is shameful to cry at this age, especially Yan Zheng is still a junior ten years younger than himself, Shi Fang has a sore nose but he has to hold back, but his soft lips move and tremble erratically, like a hummingbird The fluttering wings stopped after a while, and a clear voice came out from there: "...I am very happy...".

He wanted to continue, but there were big tears flowing down his cheeks and onto his lips. Shi Fangman couldn't say anything, couldn't make any response. He once hated himself for believing those lies, but when People who lie are far away from this world, and those false and sweet fairy tales are buried under the ground together, never to be touched.He walked alone on the tomb, and the farther he walked, the more he became sober. It was rare that he was so self-willed and confused, and he hurriedly covered his mouth, but touched his hands full of water stains, and held all the sour tears in his palms.

Shi Fangman felt more and more ashamed of what he did, but he couldn't help the tears pouring out of his body, crying helplessly. The man's cheeks were slowly flushed because of such actions, and in the end he could only put his palms together on his face Going up, he blocked himself like he was stealing the bell, and hurriedly said: "Thank you...thank you..."

The words he said at this moment did not meet Shi Fang's wishes, and he was crying in a disgusting voice. As soon as he said two words, his ears were twice as red as before, and his neck was also stained with a deeper crimson color. Some sweat came out of his forehead, sticking to the short fluffy hair at the forehead hairline.

His short, fluffy hair was soaked in sweat, and the thin, pale man was dyed a light pink. He was suppressing crying, and said thank you to himself with confidence. Everything made Yan Zheng feel so wonderful. He directed the beginning, but it was far from enough , and step by step to reap the fruits according to the plot he planned.

In Yan Zheng's view, Shi Fangman's biggest problem is that he doesn't believe that human nature is inherently evil.Living in this world, none of them is the first person to be terrified, terrified or even disgusted by certain human behaviors, but Yan Zheng quickly found the conclusion, and he practiced those obscure and useful principles willingly, he I have seen Shi Fangman passing men and women begging on the overpass without stopping, but I also know that he will donate his savings every year to those who are really poor in mountain villages and need help.A man like him has learned to be skeptical and cautious while growing up, but he still retains a kind heart and believes in the beauty that remains in those worlds.

If I want to really get him, violence is just the next strategy, give him what he wants to believe, and let his warmth shine on me more.

"Actually... I was really sad yesterday, brother, you know... I... My family's situation is more complicated."

Yan Zheng took out a tissue, poked the back of Shi Fangman's hand with his fingertips, took advantage of the time when the man took it, lowered his head to tidy himself up, and said slowly and helplessly: "Yan Li, that's my half-brother, He got into a fight with my dad yesterday."

"He is eight years older than me. He has been helping my dad manage the company all these years. The company was originally built by my dad and his mother when they were young, so in his opinion, the company should belong to him. I Dad also understands that this is what it means to let him manage the company for so many years."

"But I'm an adult, and yesterday was the school entrance feast, so my dad proposed to give me some shares as a gift, which is very little, but Yan Li disagreed."

"He wouldn't give it to me at all."

Yan Zheng sighed: "He hates my mother, and he hates me too, but he shouldn't tell the truth when he gets into trouble, and he shouldn't get angry and involve my stepmother's younger brother who was born last year, that is, Yan Xin."

"No matter how much we quarrel, it's our business. There are motherless children on the left and right, and there is no one to help when we quarrel, but Yan Xin's mother is not dead yet, not to mention getting old, my father is in pain. .”

The young man pressed his temples with a headache: "The quarrel is about to turn the sky upside down, I really can't stay any longer, so I have to come to you in the middle of the night."

"I have nowhere to go."

I can only go to you.

He looked at people pitifully, like a big dog with a drooping tail and wet eyes that you would see on a rainy day, causing people to worry that it would sleep on the street and had to take it into their own house to avoid the rain .It runs around the house, grabbing a few muddy spots on the floor with its dirty paws, you call it, it wobbles over, squats at your feet, and makes a whining sound Come to rub your head against your knee, Shi Fangman can no longer blame him for drinking himself yesterday which caused his most secret secret to be exposed, instead he stretched out his soft hand to cover the wet hair of the big dog, carefully Untie the knotted part.

Happy families are all alike, but unhappy families have their own misfortunes. There is no real empathy in the world, but there are people who are in the same boat to comfort each other.Shi Fangman could not tell his own story like Yan Zheng, and he would never know what the tree of the world that Yan Zheng grew and leaned on looked like, but he stretched out his tentacles on the far side, and patted silently and gently he.

"In the future...you can live a good life," Shi Fangman tried his best to say: "You don't need them, and you won't be disturbed by them..."

"Yes, I don't need them."

Yan Zheng frowned, and his sudden smile was more dazzling than the sunlight outside the window. This man smiled so brightly, and he declared word by word: "Brother, you are so kind, all I need is you."

21:12:03

if you are a girl

This conversation was swallowed together with the belated lunch, and neither of them mentioned it again, but something has changed, like the watch that Yan Zheng was reluctant to take off, like Shi Fangman occasionally opened the bedroom door.The man was preparing lessons in the room inside the door, and the desk lamp cast a slender shadow on the floor of the living room along the direction of the door frame. Yan Zheng approached through the shadow, and turned on the switch of the overhead light.

Before he entered, only Shi Fangman's side was lit up in the dark room. This is Shi Fangman's habit when he was working, but Yan Zheng naturally likes bright places, and it is best if the lights are as bright as day. He is willing to do so Do it, Shi Fangman doesn't mind him doing it.

Yan Zheng knew that the man had a good temper, and when he was interrupted at work, he just turned his head, leaned on the back of the chair and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Want to play games..."

At this time, the results of the college entrance examination had not yet come out, and Yan Zheng didn't even worry about which school or major to apply for. Although Shi Fangman was on vacation, the school arranges a few weeks of training for teachers at this time every year, and they still have to work from nine to five as usual. go to work.Yan Zheng went out to play with his friends during the day, and in the afternoon he rushed home to cook before Shi Fangman got off work. At night, he held his computer, tablet, and mobile phone and played non-stop like smoking opium. Shi Fangman deeply felt that he would continue like this You don't have to think about going to any university, just go directly to the school for Internet addiction recovery.When he thought about it this way, he committed an occupational disease, and announced at the dinner table righteously that he would start to strictly control the duration of this guy's online time, so that Yan Zheng had to come and report if he wanted to play a game.

In fact, there are too many people, how can Shi Fangman manage what Yan Zheng really wants to do, but Yan Zheng is so obedient as to be with an eight-year-old doll, and every time he comes over solemnly with his tablet to ask.

"Just play for an hour."

While talking, Shi Fangman stretched his waist on the back of the chair, the collar of his shirt was tilted to one side, Yan Zheng gently tugged, and stroked his fingertips a few times to straighten it out.He has a natural attitude and quick movements. After finishing work, he throws a bottle of juice from the tablet into Shi Fangman's hand, and asks coquettishly, "Brother, how about an hour and a half?"

When Shi Fangman was touched by the iced juice, he relaxed his stiff body. Although Yan Zheng already knew his unspeakable secret, he still habitually repelled the young man from approaching him, pursed his mouth straight, and said: "No, you've been playing all afternoon."

He thought the words were a little cold, and added: "Do something else, you will be as short-sighted as I am when you play games all the time."

Yan Zheng smacked his lips: "I'm already this old, and I won't be short-sighted now."

"Besides, myopia is myopia, and I think wearing glasses is quite temperamental."

"Temperament?" Shi Fangman sized him up and couldn't help laughing: "You don't need temperament to be handsome enough. If you still have temperament, how can you let your friends compete with you?"

"Who?"

Yan Zheng was stunned.

Shi Fangman completely put his whole body weight on the back of the chair, and he became limp as if all the bones in his body had been taken away: "Do you remember that you told me that your friends said you were handsome, and they rely on You can't even compete with your appearance, you can only attract girls by temperament?"

"Yan Zheng, who used to be the school grass of No. [-] High School, I don't know which university you want to become the school grass in the future?"

"I still want temperament, save it, and leave a way for ordinary people to survive."

Shi Fang yawned sleepily, took off his new glasses and threw them on the table.His eyes were a little blurry. Just as he was going to get the bottle of juice, someone helped him unscrew the bottle.