Lovers torture themselves every day

The time after lunch is always very quiet, the power of food to comfort people is huge, Ji Yan feels much happier after eating.

He seldom went to the company for the past half month, and he will officially go to work tomorrow. The assistant has already listed the things to be done recently. After checking it with his mobile phone, Ji Yan felt that there were many fewer things than he imagined.

After dealing with a few emails, he curled up on the sofa in the living room, baby yawning at his feet.

When Ji Yan relaxes, he really relaxes, with a sense of chicness that everything can't be done.

For example, now he is leaning lazily on the sofa, with a cup of brewed tea on the table in front of him, slowly rising in the mist, and an open book on his right hand.

After Ji Yan read a few chapters, he couldn't help looking at the restaurant.

Fu Siyuan was sitting there after lunch just now, and now almost half an hour has passed, Fu Siyuan is still sitting there quietly.

It seems to be trapped in its own world, and the whole person is blocked from contact with the outside world, which has a sense of world-weariness.

What's going on here?

Ji Yan was a little helpless, and at the same time felt a little distressed in his heart.

He lowered his head and looked at the big dog at his feet, and stretched out his hand to rub the furry head. The baby raised his head and whined, and kept pushing his head against his hand.

Ji Yan patted Samoyed on the back, and the big snow-white dog obediently stood up from the ground and looked up at him.

Ji Yan took a bag from the drawer and hung it around the baby's neck, and put some snacks in the bag. After finishing these, he pointed in the direction of the restaurant: "Go, give these to Fu Siyuan."

Fu Siyuan heard a burst of cheerful footsteps.

The big snow-white dog was running towards him bumpily, its tail was wagging all the time behind it, its two jet-black eyes were blinking, and it had a natural smiling face. , I don't know what's in it, but it's bulging.

Fu Siyuan paused, and reached out to take off the bag.

It was filled with all kinds of snacks, but there were not many types, and there were a few of the same packaging that were stuffed a lot. He took it and saw that they all had the same taste.

Probably this is what Yuan Bo likes to eat.

Fu Siyuan looked towards the living room subconsciously. The man still looked tired and lazy, surrounded by big snow-white dogs, relaxed and safe.

He got up and went to the living room.

Seeing Fu Siyuan coming, Ji Yan moved aside: "Sit down."

He didn't ask Fu Siyuan why he was autistic just now, but turned on the TV and asked Fu Siyuan: "What do you want to watch?"

Fu Siyuan talked about a drama he often watched recently, and Ji Yan played it after he found it.

He and Fu Siyuan have been married for two years and have always had a good relationship. One of the main reasons is that they get along very comfortably.

Fu Siyuan is not good at words, and the first impression he gives is that he is a bit gloomy, but after getting along with him for a long time, he will find that he is actually a very nice person with a very gentle temper.

On the TV screen, the main character spoke his lines, and the screen was full of new things that Fu Siyuan had never been exposed to before, but Fu Siyuan couldn't see anything.

His eyes could not stop sliding to the people around him, his eyebrows and eyes were delicate and full of charm, usually he didn't care about anything but he was as careful as a hair, just like just now, when he felt that 'Fu Siyuan' was in a bad mood, he sent the original body's favorite food snack.

This person really cared about Yuan Bo.

Fu Siyuan thought quietly.

Ji Yan felt his lover's gaze and turned his head away.

Fu Siyuan's eyes are actually very deep, so when he looks at a person like this, it is a little deep, as deep as the bottom of the sea.

It's rare that this time, I didn't bow my head with a 'swoosh'.

Ji Yan smiled: "What are you thinking?"

The vision is so deep and obscure.

Fu Siyuan was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and then said: "You...how did we meet?"

How did you meet?

It's interesting to say that he walked his dog on the street one time. At that time, the dog was not yet an adult, and his personality was more mischievous than it is now. At that time, there were so many passers-by. I love it so much.

He was a little embarrassed at the time, afraid of scaring strangers.

In the end, Fu Siyuan was not afraid at all, and let the dog hug the trouser legs with its front paws and act coquettishly. The baby couldn't be pulled away at that time, and the two of them chatted on the bench without looking at each other.

Ji Yan said briefly: "I met you while walking the dog. My baby likes you very much. I hugged you and never let go. Later, we got to know each other after chatting for a while."

Fu Siyuan's gaze involuntarily fell on the big dog at his feet,

Samoyed lay lazily on the ground, resting his head on the man's lap like a child. Ji Yan stroked the dog's head once and for all, sometimes pausing for a while to urge him to hurry up.

Total love and trust, unabashed.

Fu Siyuan looked away.

Two people and one dog, life is very happy.

At this time, the sun is shining outside, the vegetation is luxuriant outside the window, and the roses are in full bloom in front of the door. The petals are layered and gorgeous, and even the leaves are dark green and luxuriant. They stretch and grow proudly, welcoming tomorrows one after another.

Fu Siyuan's eyes fell on the few bunches of flowers on the window sill again, which he brought back from the hospital. Now the branches are soaked in clear water, the petals have fallen off, and they will be discarded in a day or two.

Across the wall, the situation is quite different.

Ji Yan didn't know what the person sitting next to him was thinking, he said: "There are photos in the bedroom, do you want to go and see?"

At that time, the two also took a wedding photo, enlarged one and hung it on the wall, in addition to some group photos.

Fu Siyuan nodded silently.

Ji Yan pushed open the door, and turned around to find Fu Siyuan a few steps away from him, he couldn't help urging: "Come in quickly."

Fu Siyuan's eyes darkened, and he walked in slowly.

He seemed to have stepped into an unknown abyss.

The style of the bedroom is similar to that of the living room, with the light gray curtains floating slightly, Fu Siyuan noticed the photos on the wall at a glance.

Probably under the tree, both of them are in suits and leather shoes, the corners of their lips are slightly raised, the background is slightly blurred, the light beams are scattered from the gaps in the trees, falling on the two of them like a layer of golden light, obviously there is no intimate movement , but anyone can see the atmosphere that no one else can get in.

Fu Siyuan looked away abruptly as if he had been scalded.

Ji Yan took out the photo album from the drawer and handed it to his lover: "Take a look,"

Fu Siyuan took it and opened it. To his slight surprise, it was not the photo of the two of them as he imagined, but mostly pictures of landscapes or buildings.

Ji Yan stood aside and watched with Fu Siyuan.

He has always felt that photos have warmth, and they can seal time.

People's memory is limited, there are many things in life, and it is impossible for the brain to remember everything clearly, so some memories are sealed up first, and wait until a key opens again one day.

The photo is like this key. It preserves the scene at that time completely, and can record what you are doing, who you are with, and how you feel.

Fu Siyuan covered one of them with his fingers. It was taken at night. The lights are luxuriant like a long line, and the water waves on the river surface are rippling. It has a prosperous and gentle artistic conception.

Fu Siyuan asked: "Where is this?" It was a beautiful night.

Ji Yan glanced at it: "The pier in Haicheng, we took a photo when we walked after dinner together."

Fu Siyuan's fingertips froze.

He moved his finger away and quickly turned the page, pointing to a grass and asked, "What is this?"

Ji Yan said casually: "It seems to be planted with longan seeds."

After eating the longan, he threw the core into the flower pot as a joke. Fu Siyuan said to try to see if it would germinate, but he said no. Take pictures.

Fu Siyuan was satisfied this time, he thought to himself what kind of waves can be produced by a single grass, so he asked with a smile: "Did you plant it?"

"No, you planted it."

He doesn't like to eat longan and won't do such a thing.

Fu Siyuan quickly turned a page.

He could tell that this album was full of souvenirs from the original body and the person in front of him.

Seeing that Fu Siyuan was watching well, Ji Yan suddenly closed the album: "You don't want to read it?"

Fu Siyuan got up, and he stretched out his hand to smooth the folds of his jacket bit by bit. Ji Yan couldn't see the expression on his face, but heard him say: "No, I'm a little sleepy."

Now this time happens to be the lunch break time, the two of them must be resting at this time every day in the hospital, probably because of the biological clock, Ji Yan is also a little sleepy.

He sat by the bed and pressed the pillow with his hands: "Do you want to sleep here or go to your bedroom?" He didn't sleep well at night, he slept very lightly, and the movement of people around him would wake him up, so Fu Siyuan automatically went to another room. a bedroom.

That one was nice too, great lighting and everything.

Fu Siyuan looked at the wide double bed, which was different from the hospital bed, and could perfectly accommodate two adult men, while the person in front of him sat on the edge of the bed undefended, with his fingers still pressing on the soft pillow.

He has no defense against him, just because this body belongs to his Taoist companion.

This is their love nest.

Fu Siyuan didn't know what to think of, his chin was tightly clenched, and he looked away almost embarrassed but resolutely: "I'm going to sleep in my bedroom."

He's not a nice guy, but he's not that mean either.

The original body and the person in front of him are Taoist couples.

They love each other.

So... can't!

The author has something to say:

Now is probably the most embarrassing moment for Fu Quanquan.