Wang San and Xia Tianchuan

When Wang San got home, he found that Xia Chuan was practicing his voice.

He hasn't practiced his voice for a long time, but his voice is still so good.

When Wang San opened the door and came in, Xia Chuan stopped and asked, "Are you back?" Wang San nodded, and put down the first batch of fabrics in his hand, Xia Chuan asked softly, "So much?"

"Many?" Wang Sandao said, "I'm afraid you don't have enough clothes, I want you to wear new ones every day."

Xia Chuan stopped talking and turned through the fabrics one by one.

Wang San didn't care, turned back to boil the water and decoct the medicine.

Xia Chuan rolled his hands, turned slowly, and looked slowly, as if he wanted to see each piece of clothing from the fabric.When Wang San brought out the medicine, Xia Chuan was still looking at it.

Wang San put down the medicine bowl and said, "Wait for it to cool, why are you still looking at it?"

Xia Chuan said: "I was thinking, will I wear it all in my life?"

Wang San got angry, grabbed Xia Chuan's hand from the pile of fabrics, and grasped it tightly: "It's just not enough to wear."

Xia Chuan stopped talking, and the two just looked at each other for a while.Xia Chuan suddenly laughed, took Wang San's hand, walked to the bed and sat down.

Wang San sat down beside him.Xia Chuan began to sing, singing one line after another, singing a section here and a section there.Some of Wang San could understand, while others could not.In the end, Xia Chuan sang so sleepy, he leaned his head on Wang San's shoulder, and said softly: "When people are alive, they always take a section from a play, someone takes that section, someone takes this section, and the mending is over. No matter which part is taken, the play is the same. Everyone has the same fate, no matter who leaves early or late, the play is over, and it is not worth crying or laughing at."

Wang San hugged Xiachuan's shoulder tightly and said, "You can't sleep, the medicine is not cold yet."

Xia Chuan smiled, very softly, and said: "But I want to sleep." Like a coquettish child.

Wang Sandao: "No, you open your eyes."

Xia Chuan opened his eyes, they were bright and beautiful.He stuck out his tongue playfully and said, "Are you scared? Just kidding you."

Wang San was really terrified, Xia Chuan had never been like this before, it seemed that he had retreated into a child again, and wanted to go back to the original place and return to his mother's womb.He can't let Xia Chuan go.

He couldn't let Xia Chuan go.

Wang San picked up the medicine bowl and swallowed it sharply. It was bitter, hot, and spicy. He leaned over and carefully touched Xia Chuan's lips.Xia Chuan's lips moved and grinded, and he smiled again.

Wang Sanyi frowned, and passed the medicine along Xia Chuan's lips, the lips were tightly sealed.Thinking the medicine was bitter, Xia Chuan clearly frowned, but pressed it tightly, and the hot medicine gently connected the two of them together.

Wang San couldn't restrain himself, he had already learned how to taste the essence of this matter, so he savored it carefully.

Drops of sweat began to drip down Xia Chuan's forehead, it was all cold.

While guarding Xia Chuan's restless lips, Wang San carefully wiped away the drops of sweat from his forehead with his fingertips.

Xia Chuan's eyes became clearer, he licked his lips, and retracted his neck.Wang San also hurriedly straightened up, and said, "Is it better?"

Putting the quilt on, Xia Chuan said: "You peeked that day, but you really didn't see anything clearly? Or do you really think I'm too ugly now?"

Wang San said angrily: "What the hell are you talking about!"

Xia Chuan smiled lightly, glanced at Wang San and said, "I'm tired, I want to sleep now."

He twirled again and said, "Are you with me?"

There was a rumble in Wang San's mind, his heart was not good, Xia Chuanzhen had never had his appearance destroyed from the beginning to the end, the beauty of that appearance grew in his flesh and blood, every frown and smile could not be removed by a knife and an axe If he wants people to see it, he can take it out as soon as he changes it.

Wang San never looked away, Xia Chuan was still that fairy.

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