deep blue

The confession and intimacy of last night lightened the already difficult journey.

The next morning, Meng Yinan was dug out of the bed by Mu Zhanxi.

He stayed in the bathroom for a long time last night, and ran out quickly to fetch a towel midway with the smell of pheromones that hadn't dissipated. The sound of running water reappeared in the bathroom, and it took another 10 minutes for him to come back to sleep refreshed.

At first, she didn't look sideways, but when Mu Zhanxi wasn't there, she went straight to her bed.

But as soon as he got to the bed, Mu Zhanxi suddenly called his name, and Meng Yinan didn't know which part of his body was out of coordination, so he tripped over the edge of the bed and fell headlong on the ball of quilt.

After that, he just lay there motionless.

After waiting for a while, Mu Zhanxi told him to sit up again, turned his back without saying a word, threw the quilt over his body indiscriminately, and began to sleep with his head covered.

If it weren't for the red tide slowly climbing from the neck to the tips of the ears, I really thought he was starting to quarrel.

There are still four days left for the trip, the itinerary is not too tight, and the last day is free activities, the whole trip is relatively relaxed, and there is no need to wake up too early.

According to the travel plan, I am going to climb the mountain today. It is said that I can overlook the entire island. However, the altitude of the mountain is not high. You can take a sightseeing bus on the road ahead. Just four hours.

The team's assembly time was set at 09:30 in the morning, and Meng Yinan was woken up at [-]:[-]. After washing up, he took his luggage and went downstairs to eat.

He still slept very late yesterday, and he finally calmed down his excitement after curling up in bed for a long time, and slowly fell asleep.

My eyes were a little swollen the next day. I washed my face with cold water and patted it. It got better when I ate, but it still gave me a sleepy and hazy feeling.

"Did you lose sleep last night?"

The hotel's breakfast is self-service. Meng Yinan was hesitant to pick up milk or soy milk, so he came up to him and asked him.

"Is it obvious?" Meng Yinan blinked, trying to make himself look more energetic, "I slept a little late."

"I have dark circles under my eyes, here."

"Really?" Meng Yinan looked down, but of course he couldn't see anything, so he said, "Then go to bed early tonight."

Because of Xiao Zhou's unwavering follow-up, Meng Yinan and Fu Yun had very little time to be alone these days, and they always communicated by mobile phone.

There is only one person in this meeting, Meng Yinan is still a little strange: "Where is Xiao Zhou?"

"Go get the bread," Fu Yun pointed in a certain direction, "over there."

"Oh." Meng Yinan just asked casually, not really interested in Xiao Zhou's trajectory, and yawned with his head tilted, then made a choice and took a glass of milk.

"Is there something you're hiding from me?" Fu Yun stared at him for a while, wondering if it was with the help of his sixth sense that Meng Yinan was not quite the same as usual.

"It's not hiding it from you. I just met you today." Meng Yinan picked up the milk and waited for him, and didn't plan to hide it from delivery. "I had a fight with my brother last night."

"Ah?" Fu Yun was stunned for a moment, and quickly paid attention to his expression, "Are you all right? Is the quarrel serious?"

"Well, it's okay, maybe it's not a quarrel like a quarrel?" Meng Yinan thought for a while, "It's a bit unpleasant anyway, but the result is pretty good."

Meng Yinan really had no way to say in public that he was crying in anger, wept so loudly, and finally kissed again, let alone tell Fu Yun, Mu Zhanxi said that he liked her.

It's not all because of embarrassment, but because he thinks it's good for his friend to know the result. As for the detailed process, it's his own thing, it's a secret between him and Mu Zhanxi, so don't tell it all.

Maybe it was some kind of strange possessiveness. Meng Yinan didn't want others to know how gentle Mu Zhanxi was in private, and he didn't want others to know that Mu Zhanxi was the one who would immediately confess out of soft-heartedness when seeing Meng Yinan cry.

Even if Fu Yun is Meng Yinan's best friend.

It was enough for Meng Yinan to know about Mu Zhanxi like that.

However, Meng Yinan still told Fu Yun the results of their minor conflicts which he had resolved on his own.

Fu Yun stared at him for a while, and suddenly said "Oh": "I understand!"

Meng Yinan asked him what he knew, and Fu Yun said, "Did you quarrel with him, and ended up confessing your love in a fit of quarrel?"

Meng Yinan was amused: "What is that?"

"Ah, isn't it? I guessed wrong? It shouldn't be," Fu Yun said in a low voice, "But I think it's about the same. It must be you who confessed first, because Brother Mu won't speak first like that."

"Why?" Meng Yinan didn't affirm or deny it, but was a little curious, "Why do you think he won't speak first? What if?"

"Because of Brother Mu's character, although he is not really cold, he looks like ice cubes on the surface." Fu Yun couldn't figure it out after thinking for a while, so he said, "Have you ever seen ice cubes chasing after you?" Love? Don’t they all exude air-conditioning, smirk, and wait for people to find out that something is wrong before coaxing them?”

"..." Meng Yinan actually thought it made sense.

Mu Zhanxi is indeed like this. He never takes the initiative to say what he likes, and he will not express it like Meng Yinan, except that he will show his displeasure on his face.Thinking about it differently, isn't that just a signal, telling Meng Yinan "I'm unhappy" and asking Meng Yinan to coax him quickly.

After all, apart from Meng Yinan, no one stayed with Mu Zhanxi all the time, and no one would know how to coax him when he was angry and how to make him happy.

"So? Who goes first?"

I have to say, maybe Fu Yun didn't think wrongly, it was indeed Meng Yinan who vented first before there was a follow-up.

After all, Mu Zhanxi has always taken good care of Meng Yinan, so he probably wouldn't throw the difficult question of "an Alpha likes you" directly in front of him.

If I hadn't heard Meng Yinan's words, I might have kept holding back, and maybe I would never say I like it for the rest of my life.

Meng Yinan said vaguely, "It's about the same, I'll be the first."

"Hey, why don't you go first, why are you blushing so bravely?" Fu Yun poked Meng Yinan's cheek with a smile, "Your face is so hot, you are not cool at all, love in a dream."

"I don't need to be cool." Meng Yinan pouted.

"Yeah, yeah, if it's not cool, there are people who like it. It's fine if it's cute."

Fu Yun probably still treated Meng Yinan as that undifferentiated child. Even though he was about the same age, he felt that Meng Yinan matured a little later and was younger.

On the one hand, I feel that I have to teach him to know how to like him, otherwise I will never have a sweet love in my life. On the other hand, I feel that no one will think that Meng Yinan is not cute, and he will be liked no matter what.

Either way, the result is good.

Fu Yun glanced around and saw that Mu Zhanxi was occupying a seat far away, so he posted a sticker on Meng Yinan's body without hesitation: "Congratulations, lucky Meng Xiaonan, brother Mu can't see, hurry up and let me see you." I will rub against you, to be in luck of love, to be in joy."

Meng Yinan graciously let him rub her hands several times in a row, sharing a lot of happiness.

Traveling to this day, Meng Yinan finally had a sweet breakfast without any sadness, and was finally able to sit with Mu Zhanxi in the car.

This is also due to Fu Yun, who patted Xiao Zhou on the shoulder meaningfully when he saw him, and then pulled him away.

Xiao Zhou looked dazed, he probably didn't understand why he took over Fu Yun's favorite Alpha these days, but he seemed in a good mood at this moment.

However, these were not part of Meng Yinan's concern. He had more priorities to consider.

He didn't know what was wrong, ever since he said those words to Fu Yun when receiving the milk, he didn't know how to get along with Mu Zhanxi later.

Because yesterday was the peak of his emotions, he was completely dominated by various emotions such as anger, grievance, shyness, heartache... and almost no need to think, his body had already acted first.

And because I slept very late, I woke up this morning in a daze, and I didn't feel much for a while.

But after chatting with Fu Yun, Meng Yinan seemed to suddenly realize that what happened yesterday was true. He was the one who kissed Mu Zhanxi, and he was the one who was liked. The poor little man who was hit by good luck became a lucky one, a little beggar who got rich overnight, and became a little rich man sitting on a golden mountain.

No matter the little pity or the little beggar, they have never had too exaggerated dreams before, and suddenly they get a huge surprise, and they feel at a loss after being ecstatic.

Meng Yinan was still sitting by the window, while Mu Zhanxi was by the aisle.

The sun was glaring at ten o'clock in the morning. Even if the curtains were closed, the sunlight would penetrate through the cracks, fall on Meng Yinan's clothes, and then draw obliquely upwards to Mu Zhanxi's shoulders and then to the side of his neck.

Accompanied by the small bumps on the way, the two people's arms would stick together from time to time, and then separated briefly.

The heat continuously radiated from the side of his body. Sitting with Mu Zhanxi in broad daylight, Meng Yinan didn't even know how to move his hands and feet.

It's just that he didn't distance himself, nor did he get closer, keeping his face in the vague ambiguity.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Yinan's finger hanging on his leg was suddenly touched.

A little itchy, Meng Yinan moved a little and looked at Mu Zhanxi.

It's just that Mu Zhanxi didn't look at him, but avoided the glare of the sun, with his head tilted to one side, and there was no extra expression on his face, looking like a bored Alpha.

However, this Alpha, who seemed to have no interest in anything and was good at keeping an expressionless face, was silently and slowly hooking his fingertips with his fingers.

Meng Yinan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head, and saw Mu Zhanxi's beautiful, slender fingers rubbing his fingertips, then sliding down between the fingers, and falling to the palm of his hand, slowly moving stroke by stroke.

It was probably the third time that Meng Yinan realized that he was writing.

Day, first... yesterday's yesterday?

And then god, no, it's—

"Didn't you promise me yesterday, stay away from them."

After understanding this sentence, Meng Yinan looked at Mu Zhanxi, but Mu Zhanxi also looked sideways at him slightly.

He went on to write: "Speaking doesn't count?"

The dot of the question mark lightly landed on the center of Meng Yinan's palm, which made him feel lighter than any stroke, but itched, as if the dot had touched his heart, and his heart was soft.

where?Meng Yinan opened his mouth without making a sound, and made mouth shapes.

Mu Zhanxi wrote the shipping name again.

Meng Yinan blinked, and raised his hand to let Mu Zhanxi lean closer. Mu Zhanxi obediently turned his head to the side, closed his eyes because of the ray of sunlight, and seemed to be asleep.

It seemed that he was just leaning his head in another direction, with ease, and no one would notice what he did.

But Meng Yinan knew that he was still waiting for his answer, so if he asked, it meant that he had just seen Fu Yun rubbing against him, so could it be interpreted as, he was jealous?

But this vinegar can also be eaten.

"He said he was happy." Meng Yinan leaned close to Mu Zhanxi's ear and said softly.

"What?" Mu Zhanxi probably didn't understand, and wrote in the palm of his hand.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Meng Yinan repeated what he had just said, and then said.His breath slowly brushed against Mu Zhanxi's ear, not intentionally, but very deliberately.

Perhaps feeling itchy, Mu Zhanxi sat up straight after he finished speaking, and turned to look at Meng Yinan.

That ray of light outlines his jawline, cool lips, bridge of nose, and eyes that are downcast and gentle, only reflecting a figure.

Just right, the Alpha becomes dazzling, clear, impossible to ignore.

Meng Yinan looked at him fascinated, and waited a while before taking Mu Zhanxi's hand, writing stroke by stroke, and then reading each word gently, telling him that it was "love, love" ,,, joy, and anger".

He also said "I am also in love", and asked him: "Brother, brother, right, no, right?"