mistakenly compared you to a star

Chu Zichen didn't sleep much that night, his whole body hurt, and there was an abnormality in a certain part.Is this what he secretly expected many times?It was so different from what I imagined.

But it doesn't matter if it's different from what you imagined, and it doesn't matter if you suffer a little bit.The important thing is that in this world, only you and Yan Ke have such a relationship.

When the sun came in, he gave up falling asleep and turned to look at the person next to his pillow.Yan Ke's sleeping posture is unexpectedly cute. He is lying on his side, his undulating back is exposed outside the quilt, as lazy and comfortable as a cheetah just napping on a tree.What moved Chu Zichen's heart even more was the stretched eyebrows, which did not show the sharp look that he usually had when he was awake, and he couldn't bear to blink.

After admiring it fascinatedly for a while, he remembered something, and secretly took a picture with his mobile phone from the bedside.

As soon as the shot was finished, Yan Ke suddenly opened his eyes. He was at a loss for a while, and subconsciously hid his phone.

As soon as Yan Ke opened his eyes, he felt the person in his arms tremble, and then recalled all kinds of things last night.He admitted that he was really a little drunk, talked a lot of nonsense, and acted a little too much.

The red mark on his good lamb shows humiliation and endurance, but it arouses his inner warmth.So he pulled the person back, took the other person's hand and put it in the position just now, let him pillow his arm, and hugged him firmly.

"Since we want to take pictures, we might as well go together." Yan Ke reached into the other party's arms, groped for the phone, raised it up and took a few photos of their faces.

"Brother, you—"

Chu Zichen thought that Yan Ke would reject this kind of dishonorable and easy to give people an excuse, so he was very flattered.So he hugged her back even tighter, quietly feeling every inch of his skin.

"Your first night commemoration." Yan Ke took the time to put away his phone, turned his face, lowered his head and rubbed the other party's with the bridge of his nose, "Wait, your address just now is wrong."

"Huh?" Chu Zichen raised his head blankly, facing Yan Ke's playful dark black eyes, as if he understood something, but after holding back for a long time, he still couldn't say those two words.Yan Ke laughed, turned over suddenly, and began to press on him and kiss him.

This posture made Chu Zichen suddenly wake up from the dreamlike happiness.He still had lingering fears about what happened yesterday, and his body resisted instinctively. He resisted but didn't dare to use force: "Brother, I have to go to work later..."

Yan Ke felt his body tense: "Did I hurt you yesterday?"

The young man's silence was regarded as acquiescing, and he asked again: "Then why didn't you say it then?"

The young man sneered: "At least one person is happy, it's not too bad."

Yan Ke sighed and pinched his face: "You are always like this."

"Aren't you feeling well?"

"Of course it's comfortable."

"Then... don't you praise me?"

"Well, boast. Let me think about it, I praised you for moving well..." Yan Ke lowered his voice with a smirk, "You still suck well."

"Ah! Don't say it!" Chu Zichen sat up abruptly, covering Yan Ke's head with a pillow.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.Chu Zichen's expression froze instantly, like a child who was caught doing something wrong.After reacting for a while, I quickly put on my clothes and got up. It turned out that the waiter brought breakfast.

After the waiter left, Yan Ke also got up, walked out of the bedroom wearing a long hotel bathrobe and slippers, and complained casually: "What's wrong with the air conditioner in your room, it's really cold."

Chu Zichen thought about the electric heater: "Wang Jing said he told you to bring an electric heater...Didn't he tell you?"

Yan Ke just remembered: "Oh, I forgot. What are you doing with an electric heater moving around? Can't you afford the money? Forget it, I'll buy it."

He took out his mobile phone, and without Chu Zichen's stop, he didn't choose a style, he went directly to a foreign electrical appliance brand and bought the most expensive one.

Chu Zichen glanced at the price and clicked his tongue when he saw the price: "There's no need for such an expensive one..."

Yan Ke's tone was flat: "Take it as a gift for you."

Chu Zichen thought for a long time but couldn't figure out the reason for this sudden gift, maybe it was compensation for his suffering last night.However, after staying with Yan Ke for a long time, he is also familiar with Yan Ke's face-saving temper. When he speaks with such a sullen face, he probably has something else to say.

The two sat down at the dining table, and Yan Ke turned on the TV to watch the morning news. For a while, there were only the low voice of the newscaster and the occasional crash of dinner plates in the room.This scene gave Chu Zichen the illusion that the two had been together for a long time, and this comfortable warmth was enough for him to let go of all unhappiness.

His vision for life is really simple, and he just hopes that every day can start in this form.

Chu Zichen took the milk to his side, added a portion of brown sugar to the Americano, stirred it carefully, and handed it to him.Yan Ke took a sip, and moved his eyes to the 60-inch wall-mounted LCD screen, where a piece of legal news was broadcast, and the dusty, garbage-filled narrow street flashed by. The sign of the store recognized that it was Washi.

He suddenly said, "Do you know why I don't drink milk?"

It was rare for the other party to take the initiative to bring up his own affairs, Chu Zichen stretched his neck: "Why?"

"When I was young, I saved up money to buy two bags of milk every day. It hurt me."

"Two bags a day?"

Yan Ke was silent for a while, and said slowly: "My parents went out to work when I was very young, and I was brought up by my grandfather."

"He has a very bad temper, and he beat me up every now and then. When I was young, what I was most afraid of was that he would come back with a face. No matter how careful I was, I would eventually be beaten by him with a chair because I didn't catch his eyes. .I have a hollow on my brow bone where a nail protruding from the chair hit it. If it was off by a centimeter, I might not be able to see what you look like."

Chu Zichen was startled, put down the fork, walked in front of Yan Ke, and gently touched his brow bone. Sure enough, there was a depression under the left eyebrow. It was hidden by the eyebrow, but it was so deep. It's frightening.

He suddenly felt as if his heart was being held tightly by someone, but Yan Ke was expressionless, as if he was talking about other people: "He is not tall at all, but he is thin and strong. At first I was afraid of getting hurt and being beaten. From time to time, he hid all over the yard like a little mouse, and he could get in wherever he wanted. But then I found out, the more I hid, the harder he became. So I stopped hiding and screaming."

"Hold it, I suddenly want to understand one thing. I will be beaten by him not because I am his grandson, but because I can't beat him."

"So, after I heard that milk can make people grow taller, I secretly saved all my pocket money to buy milk to drink. Maybe milk really has an effect. When I was in the first grade of junior high school, my height finally grew to 1.7 meters. I I remember very clearly that it was the day of the winter solstice in the first year of junior high school. He drank too much at a comrade-in-arms’ house, and when he got home, he wanted to beat me because of trivial matters. I grabbed the chair in his hand and dragged him away. on the ground."

"It just snowed that day, and the ground was slippery. He struggled several times but couldn't get up from the ground. He looked at me blankly and terrified at that time, and I will never forget it."

"From then on, I will never be beaten again." A faint smile appeared on Yan Ke's mouth.

Chu Zichen's nose was sore from the pain, he couldn't help holding Yan Ke's head in his arms, lowered his head and gently kissed the injured place on his brow bone: "Brother... don't think about it, it's all over."

"Yes, it's all over." Yan Ke sighed, closed his eyes and felt the gentle ups and downs of the other's soft chest and abdomen, full of healing power like a small animal.

After staying like this for a while, he continued: "Ah Chen, I want you to know that most of the relationships in this world cannot get rid of the shadow of power, so each of you and I need power. If you If you just want to live a life of following the crowd, you can only be underestimated, treated harshly, and used as a stepping stone by others."

In fact, he didn't know why he said these things, but the more he said, the more certain and at ease he felt.That's right, although I did influence Chu Zichen's thoughts selfishly, I didn't do anything wrong in the end.

Well, I just used a cruel method to teach him the rules of society.

Chu Zichen also understood at this time, Yan Ke was explaining the quarrel between the two last night.At first he was always a little awkward hearing such an argument, but Yan Ke's experience seemed to have shaken him a bit.

"I see, bro. I won't let you down."

Yan Ke nodded, loosened the young man's waist, raised his head and drank the American coffee in two or three sips, and wiped the corners of his mouth slowly.

"However, there is one thing I am very grateful to my grandpa. If it weren't for him, we two might not have known each other."

That was the winter 15 years ago, when he was in the second year of junior high school.Grandpa ran out of cigarettes that night and asked him to run errands to buy them.

It started raining not long after he went out, but thinking that his grandfather would lose his temper if he didn't smoke, he still bit the bullet and ran to the canteen two kilometers away.

When I arrived at the store, there was only one child, sitting behind the counter, showing only a white, tender, girl-like face.The store had insufficient heating, and he was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, shivering uncontrollably as he sat on the small bench.

Yan Ke took the cigarette, and the rain outside was getting heavier. He remembered that the injury on his body was still not healed, so he pointed to the only umbrella on the shelf and said, "I want that."

The child said solemnly: "No, I can't sell this to you. Just now a grandma said she wanted to buy it and asked me to keep it for her. She went home to get the money."

"How long ago did she come? Did she pay you?"

"Afternoon...no."

"It's getting dark now, she won't come." Yan Ke said in a pretentious tone.

"She'll come! I promised Grandma, I'll have to wait for her."

"...Forget it." Yan Ke didn't want to argue with this stubborn kid, so he turned around and was about to go out.The child suddenly stopped him.

"Brother! How about... you can use this umbrella."

A pair of small hands handed over a half-worn umbrella with some kind of small white animal printed on it. It looked like it was for a child, but Yan Ke didn't take it: "Is this yours?"

"Well! Brother, don't you have an umbrella? You can use it."

"What about you?"

"By the time I get home, maybe the rain will stop."

Yan Ke: "The rain won't stop, it won't stop all night long."

The child didn't understand, and looked up at him with blinking black round eyes.At this moment, a trembling figure came from a distance, and the child was overjoyed: "It's that grandma!"

After the grandma took the umbrella, the kid was going to close the shop.He suddenly thought of something: "brother, or I'll take you home."

Yan Ke thinks it is also a way, anyway, he is not in a hurry to go home.The child went out of the store with an umbrella in hand, struggling to pull down the roller shutter outside the store.Yan Ke couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked him to hold the umbrella and help him pull it himself.

The child stood on tiptoes to hold him up, and the wind and rain blew obliquely, blowing on the child.

"You're done soon." Yan Ke quickly pulled the roller shutter, and took the umbrella from the child's hand again.The child magically took out a flashlight from his schoolbag again: "Then I will light it up, brother will lead the way."

There were no street lights in the cramped alleys. Coupled with the heavy rain, the doors on both sides were closed, making it even more gloomy.But the flashlight in the child's hand has been steadily shining in front of the two of them.The two walked forward next to each other, he had the umbrella, and he had the light.The dark rainy night seems not so cold anymore.

After arriving home, Yan Ke discovered that the child lived in the same alley as him.When they parted, he, who never cared much about the people around him, asked mysteriously, "What's your name?"

"My parents call me A-Chen, and it's good for my brother to call me A-Chen too!"

……

"Brother, so how did we meet?" Chu Zichen's voice sounded abruptly, pulling Yan Ke out of his memories.

Yan Ke froze for a moment, tried hard to drive away the familiarity between the youth's brows, and took some effort to separate the person in front of him from the child in his memory.

"I'll wait for you to remember for yourself."

Yan Ke raised his eyebrows and avoided the topic.These are the exclusive memories between him and Chu Chen, they don't belong to Chu Zichen at all.He didn't want to tell it, as if if he told it, the bond between him and Chu Chen would be stolen by this meddling personality.