lone bird

Shi An huddled in Yan Feilan's arms. At this moment, he couldn't tell if he was afraid or worried, but he felt that Yan Feilan's arms were so warm, as if a round of sun was hidden, and the dampness of early autumn was all dried up. up.

Yan Feilan gave a coaxing look to a child, put his palm on the back of Shi An's head and gently rubbed it, his chin rested on Shi An's head, and completely embraced Shi An.

The night light by the bed was still on, and it started raining outside the window at some point. Yan Feilan didn't pay attention at first, but now he heard the sound of rain ticking, and the dim light was reflected on Shi An's back , His shadow enveloped Shi An.

Such an autumn night is unbelievably quiet.

Yan Feilan thought that Shi An had fallen asleep, and this posture would probably make Shi An feel depressed after a long time, but Yan Feilan just retreated slightly, giving Shi An more space to flow out.

As soon as he moved, Tokigi raised his hand and grabbed the pajamas at his waist.

Yan Feilan comforted Shi An softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm at home, I'm here."

Shi An was no longer afraid of those who sent the dead bird, but now he was afraid of Yan Feilan leaving.

"The wild goose flies."

Shi An always likes to be called Yan Feilan's name, over and over again, he doesn't find it annoying, but he is afraid that Yan Feilan will find it annoying.

"Ok?"

Shi An grabbed Yan Feilan's pajamas tightly, and he was still buried in Yan Feilan's chest. He asked in a muffled voice: "I always call you that, will you be annoyed?"

Yan Feilan laughed softly, he shook his head, put his palm on Shi An's back, and said in a low voice: "No, as long as you like, you can always call my name, and I will always respond to you."

Shi An's voice was a little hoarse, he refused to raise his head, and Yan Feilan didn't know if he was crying.

"The wild goose flies."

"Ah."

"The wild goose flies."

"Ah."

"The wild goose flies."

"Ah."

The promise was made by Yan Feilan himself, Shi An is of course willing to test it.

Yan Feilan said that he would always respond, Shi An wanted to call his name over and over again.

"Be obedient, go to sleep." Yan Feilan patted Shi An's back and said, "Call me tomorrow when you wake up, and I will still answer you."

It was already late at night, and the rain outside the window seemed to be getting heavier. Shi An had almost fallen asleep at first, but Yan Feilan's slight movement woke him up, and now he was sleepless at all.

"Yan Feilan." Shi An called his name again.

"Yeah." Yan Feilan responded to Shi An again.

Hiding in Yan Feilan's shadow, Shi An asked, "When did you start liking me?"

Shi An considers himself a vulgar person. He wants to keep confirming all the beautiful things that happen to him beyond expectations. It seems that the only way to confirm that this thing happened to him is that he really has this Things that are in this person's arms will make him feel at ease, and will not make him mistakenly think that he is having a dream.

Yan Feilan didn't avoid Shi An's question anymore.

Although he hesitated before, even though he was always thinking about whether he was compatible or not, Shi An is in his arms now, and at this moment, it seems that the flourishing thoughts in his heart that once covered all his steps disappeared in Shi An for him. in the warmth.

Yan Feilan felt that he was greedy, even if he was dreaming now, he would be willing.

Then treat it as a dream. In a dream, it is no different from reality. Everyone can escape at will. If you have something to say, you will say it, and you will forget it when you wake up from the dream.

He played with Tokigi's hair between his fingers.

Shi An's hair is soft, just like Shi An, from his fingertips to his exposed shoulders at this moment, is soft.

like clouds.

"Can not remember."

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Yan Feilan didn't lie, and he couldn't figure it out.

It's just that one day when I was young, I suddenly fell in love with it, and then it got out of control. Until today, the love in my heart has been more lush than that old elm tree back then.

"Then how much do you like me?" Tokigi asked another question.

Yan Feilan didn't answer him this time, but said with a faint smile: "Go to sleep, I won't be able to go to work tomorrow."

Shi An said "oh" boringly, and he pulled Yan Feilan's clothes.

Yan Feilan asked: "What's wrong?"

Shi An shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I'm afraid, hold on tighter."

He was completely lying. After the police left, Shi An had already settled down. The tossing and turning in the first half of the night was because of guilt and worry about Yan Feilan.

This was the first time Yan Feilan hugged him, but Shi An didn't know if it was the last time, so he cherished it very much, and was very afraid that all this would end in a second.

"Isn't this hugging?" Yan Feilan felt a little helpless for Shi An's childishness, but he liked it very much in his heart.

It turned out that Teacher Shi's mature and steady attitude at work was all pretended, but in fact he was very clingy.

Yan Feilan didn't move, Shi An burrowed into his arms by himself, barely giving himself a little room to breathe, and pushed Yan Feilan to the side of another bed before finishing.

Shi An slept in one position in the middle of the night, and half of his body was numb when he got up early. After waking up, Teacher Shi found himself still curled up in Yan Feilan's arms, drowsy and forgot what was going on for a while, and raised his eyes to meet him. With Yan Feilan's gaze, before Yan Feilan could speak first, he asked, "Why am I here?"

Yan Feilan was slightly taken aback, and then spit out two words: "Sleepwalking."

"Then did I dream last night?" Shi An asked knowingly.

"No." Yan Feilan took advantage of Shi'an's still not fully awake and touched his hair that was sleeping like a chicken coop twice, and asked, "Sleep a little longer or save him now?"

Shi An blinked his eyes and asked, "Can I lie like this all the time?"

Yan Feilan's other hand was numb by Shi An's pillow two hours ago, and now he has almost lost consciousness, hooking his fingers is a torture.

"Of course, but the teacher still has to go to work today, right?"

"Can you quit?" Tokigi asked quickly.

Yan Feilan laughed: "Of course, but I don't have much income now, so I can't afford to support Mr. Shi, so Mr. Shi still has to rely on himself."

"Oh." Shi'an pursed his mouth.

"Okay." Yan Feilan really wanted to kiss Shi An's forehead, but after thinking about it again and again, he still had no urge to do so. He pulled out his arm from under Shi An's head and said, "Go and wash after lying down for a while, and I will give it to you." Make breakfast, what do you want to eat today? Porridge or sandwiches or noodles or something else?"

When Yan Feilan got up, Shi An grabbed the corner of Yan Feilan's clothes.

Yan Feilan had already straightened half of his body, but when Shi An pulled him, he froze there again, his completely numb arm was caught off guard and pressed against the bed, it hurt even when he pulled the blood vessels.

"what happened?"

Shi An shook his head, he asked: "Will I sleepwalk tonight?"

Yan Feilan just answered Shi An with a smile.

Shi An let go of Yan Feilan and left.

The rain outside the window hadn't stopped, and the room was dimly lit. The night light was turned off by Yan Feilan when he got out of bed.

Shi An lay on the bed with his back to the door and looked out the window, the curtains were not drawn tightly, and a drop of rain could be seen hitting the window through the small gap.

Yan Feilan's hands and feet were quick, and after a while, there was the sound of a spatula being bumped outside.

When Shi An lay down, he could smell the smell of hot pot.

It seemed that he was going to eat noodles this morning, but Shi An pressed the corner of his mouth, he didn't like noodles in soy pot.

The quilt wrapped around Yan Feilan was rolled several times on the bed, Teacher Shi still had a sense of time in his heart, so he got up even though he was reluctant to part with her.

After he finished washing, Yan Feilan's noodles were cooked.

Shi An picked up two chopstick noodles, and his appetite was lacking, until Yan Feilan brought the side dishes mixed with cold dishes to the table, and Shi An ate them.

"What do you think you can do." Yan Feilan shook his head helplessly: "How old are you and you are still picky eaters."

Shi An confidently said: "I'm picky eaters, so I won't be picky eaters if you cook something I like in the future."

Yan Feilan was speechless, what Shi An said was completely fine.

"Okay." Yan Feilan responded in one gulp, "From now on, I will only cook what you like."

"Yan Feilan." Shi An lowered his head and called Yan Feilan.

"Ah."

Shi An secretly smiled, not very obviously.

Who said last night was a dream.

"We are now..." Tokigi paused, and after a second he changed his tone and asked, "We are going to go out after dinner now, right?"

Yan Feilan knew that this was not what Shi An wanted to ask.

"Well, I'm going out now. I'll take you to work. How many classes in the morning? Do you want to go home for lunch?"

Shi An nodded, and answered all of Yan Feilan's questions with one movement, regardless of whether his answers were right or not, he didn't care so much if he had something on his mind.

In fact, he really wanted to ask Yan Feilan what the relationship between the two of them was now, whether they had already started dating together, or were they just good brothers and friends who slept under the same quilt, but he still didn't ask the question.

Shi An didn't want to ask, didn't want to hear Yan Feilan's answer, he could imagine Yan Feilan's answer without asking.

Shi An, let's be friends.

Tokigi, I hope you don't take what happened last night to your heart.

Shi An, I can't love people now.

Shi An, I am not good enough for you.

I can't escape these kinds of rhetoric, but Shi An doesn't like any of them.

At this point, Shi An actually began to wait like before, waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity that Yan Feilan could not refuse him.

Yan Feilan was waiting there for Shi An to ask.

The distance between the two suddenly disappeared last night. When cooking noodles just now, Yan Feilan wondered if last night was really a dream, but it turned out that it was not at all, Shi An's red ears did not allow him to Last night was regarded as a dream, but Yan Feilan was still not brave enough, and was still afraid that he would drag Shi'an's future into gray together.

Of course, Yan Feilan knew that Shi An didn't mind, and knew that he should say this by himself, but he was not ready yet, and he didn't have the confidence and courage to spread his still wet wings to embrace that piece of coast.