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Wen Sui yelled out brother and then fell silent, the hand holding the wine glass suddenly tightened, almost leaving finger marks on the glass wall.

Although it was just a very ordinary question, he felt that his ears were going to be burned by the scorching breath. Why is this person so close when he has nothing to do.

After his brother finished speaking, he just glanced down, and quickly sat upright and retreated. The surroundings were full of noise, and no one heard the whisper.

The evening wind blew past his parched face, as if just now was just a little drunken hallucination.

But Wen Sui also realized before, which time he was referring to.

Do you want to drink? According to the definition of a spokesperson, it counts when you touch it, and you really should drink it.

It's just that this person likes to tease him at every turn, and when he picks this kind of time, he deliberately wants to drag them into the water together.

Wen Suixin said, did Jiang An, a scheming ghost, take the opportunity to retaliate and was called back and forth today.

No need to think about it, it must be.

He licked his lower lip, without being pretentious, he picked up the glass of wine generously, raised his head and drank it clean.

Then he shook the empty cup on the table and looked at everyone: "I drank it, you can do whatever you want."

Wang Qiyue's eyeballs almost fell out, and his mouth almost didn't close. The two masters performed the same operations before and after, "What's the situation, you two have never been in a relationship, but you have both kissed someone?"

As soon as these words were derived, it gave a lot of room for reverie, and all the melon eaters laughed maliciously.

"Oh, the title of Jinghai King will be given back to you, who will be the one, you two will debate." Jian Ying clasped her hands together, her eyes were contemptuous, and she almost slapped a gavel on the table.

Wen Sui raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth with his thumb, and said with a smile: "You guys said that you can touch it, and it is true, but it's not what you think, don't be so dirty."

Jian Ying clasped her hands together and asked curiously, "What's that like? Let's hear it, you two are copying and pasting even being scumbags?"

Wen Sui retorted: "You are the scumbag, I am pure."

"Oh, that's what scumbags say about themselves." Jian Ying retorted, and asked, "Who did he kiss? Could it be...you..."

Halfway through the speech, I felt that my idea was a little crazy, and I fell silent for a moment.

"Before it was only said that there would be a fine for drinking, but if you didn't say it, you had to tell a story. Don't ask." Jiang An raised his eyes, his eyes were very calm, but with a heavy sense of oppression.

With a cold gaze, Jian Ying received the warning, and said haha, "All right, all right, pass, next one."

Jiang An raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, wondering if Wen Sui would have noticed something during such a straightforward probing just now.

Just looking at the way he is laughing and chatting with people, he is heartless and serious, so I probably worry too much.

He fixed his gaze on Wen Sui's lips, and he still remembers the sensation of parting as soon as he touched it.

Three years ago, Wensui's 15th birthday was in the middle of the hot summer, and the whole foggy city was shrouded in scorching heat.It was a lively day, Wen Zhongqing at home invited all the people he could invite, it was Wen Sui's most hated social occasion.

After finally waiting for the show to end, Wen Sui quickly loosened his tie and secretly whispered to Jiang An: "Brother, can you take me out?"

"Where do you want to go?" Jiang An asked.

Wen Sui blinked, lowered his voice and said, "I want to go to the riverside, I've practiced swimming for so long, and I want to make a big one."

Young Master Wen has been very wild since he was a child, and he has a lot of thoughts. He has been educated since he was a child.However, Jiang An almost indulged Wen Sui without a bottom line.

Jiang An hesitated for a moment: "Without lights, it is very dangerous at night."

Wen Sui paused for a second, looked at the person anxiously, and thought about countermeasures.

"Brother, please, take me there." Wen Sui was usually a jerk, with an arrogance that refused to accept anyone.

It's just that suddenly with repeated words and a little soft word, Jiang An's heart softened instantly.

The two packed up their things, slipped out through the back door of the villa in the middle of the night, and took a taxi to the riverside.

The weather in mid-August was very hot, Wen Sui casually took off his clothes and threw them into his pocket, and jumped into the water impatiently.

Jiang An was afraid that something would happen to him, so he followed him into the water, and followed him closely all the time, never leaving a single step.

The two swam in the river for a while, Wen Sui raised his hand to wipe the water off his face, and said with a smile, "Brother, how about a competition, who will swim to the other side first. Today is my birthday, give me three seconds. "

Jiang An was stunned by that smile for a moment: "Okay, five seconds is fine."

While speaking, Wen Sui swam out quickly, with all his energy, as if he wanted to fight to the death.

Jiang An pinched the time in his heart, and at the fifth second, he followed closely.

On the other side of the river was the lights of Wanjia. The two teenagers swam fast. When they were about to reach the other side, Jiang An's legs suddenly cramped and he sank uncontrollably.

Wen Sui happened to turn his head to look at him, and keenly noticed something was wrong, so he swam back and dragged people ashore.

A large passenger ship was docked near the shore. While the two young boys were struggling, Wen Sui's forehead hit a corner of the cabin, blood mixed with the river and spread, and his limbs instantly lost strength.

Jiang An felt that the force holding his arm suddenly loosened. He clenched his teeth and hugged Wen Sui's waist, panting heavily and throwing him ashore.

When he returned to the shore, Wen Sui fell into a brief coma with his eyes closed because he choked on too much water.

Jiang An's lips trembled violently, and he lay beside him, pinching his bloodless lips with his fingers, and giving him artificial respiration one by one.

The time seemed to be stretched very long, maybe a few seconds, maybe a minute, Jiang An didn't know, and didn't dare to count.

It's just that during that blank time, a huge fear arose in his heart, almost swallowing himself, that he might lose Wen Sui.

He prayed to the gods in his heart, as long as Wen Sui woke up, it would be fine.

The merciful god probably heard the prayer, and at that moment, Wen Sui slowly opened his eyes.

His skin looked pale, and the wound on his forehead was still stained with random blood. He raised his head and smiled weakly: "Brother, it's great that you're fine."

Only then did Jiang An feel his stagnant heart begin to revive and beat.

He half-kneeled on the ground, hugged him tightly in his arms, and couldn't help lowering his head to touch the corner of his lips: "Sui Sui, brother is almost scared to death by you."

After a brief touch, the two of them froze for a moment at the same time, neither of them moved.

After a long silence, Wen Sui opened his lips and said with confused eyes, "You..."

"Artificial respiration, I'm afraid you won't be able to catch your breath." The 16-year-old boy was just beginning to fall in love, and in a hurry to make amends, he pressed his lips and drew in another breath.

"Brother, thank you." Wensui opened and closed his lips, "Although I almost died, I am very happy today."

Jiang An hummed, lowered his eyelashes and let go of the person, turned his head and panted, his heart beating so fast that he could hardly suppress it.

After changing back into his clothes, Jiang An took someone to the hospital to clean the wound and came out, still in a trance.

After taking Wen Sui Xinxin home to comfort him to sleep, he went out alone to buy a pack of cigarettes.

It was the first time I smoked, and I was very unskilled, because the first puff was too strong, and the whole body was choked and coughed, and even the throat was burned.

Jiang An was sitting in the small garden on the corner of the street, taking such jerky mouthfuls, trying to suppress the emotions in his heart that shouldn't be there.

He didn't know when he started to like Wen Sui.

Maybe it's because every time Wen Sui called his brother, his pupils were filled with his focused expression.

Maybe it was the moment when Wen Sui was straightforward and protective every time others gossiped.

Maybe it was the night when I missed my father countless times, the moment when my hands were inadvertently entwined.

Perhaps earlier, in the yard full of sweet-scented osmanthus, the candy stuffed into the mouth.

A 16-year-old boy is still immature, but he knows that this is wrong. Wen Sui regards himself as an elder brother, so he can only be an elder brother.

That subconscious kiss can only be covered up with lame reasons, and everything will be the same as before.

The boy's heartbeat was just a grand firework in his heart.From blooming to splendor, no one knows where it started, and no one can sigh.

Jiang An came back to his senses, his fingers were wet from the beer glass.

It was found that they didn't know when the game had ended and they were drinking next to each other.

Wang Qiyue hooked Wensui's neck: "My friend, I really admire you. To be honest, my family is probably poor and hates the rich. I really look down on the rich young master who has a lot of money. Hiccup, but you don't Same, you! Straightforward! Frank! Handsome!"

"You! Little Wang Wang! Cute! Like a husky!" Wen Sui leaned over, imitating the other party's tone, and praised generously.

Qin Siyang poked his head out from the next table, quite lacking in AC, and asked desperately, "How do you evaluate me?"

Wen Sui glanced at him, thought for a few seconds, and said cruelly: "Mentally retarded elementary school chicken."

Qin Siyang was so sharp that he shut himself up on the spot, stuffing a large coriander ball into his mouth sullenly.

A classmate from the side came over and took the comment: "What about me?"

"You..." Wen Sui smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry classmate, what's your name?"

Jiang An couldn't help laughing: "I've only been distracted for a few minutes, is this already fast forward to the heart?"

"It's all because of military training. Look at the table next door. Someone has already started crying and calling their ex." Jian Ying explained the current situation indifferently.

"I think he drank a lot, what are you doing to feed him when you have nothing to do?" Jiang An raised his hand and pulled the two people who were hugging each other away, holding him down to keep him from moving, "It's almost time to withdraw."

Wen Sui glanced at him sideways, and said dissatisfied: "What are you withdrawing, I still have business to do."

Jiang An lowered his eyes and asked patiently, "What's the business?"

"Wait, call all your employees, I want to have a meeting." Wen Sui ordered a waiter casually, and said lazily, "Go, no one will be left behind, and the cleaning lady will not be used first, they have worked hard."

That being said, are you quite considerate?

Wang Qiyue's drunkenness instantly woke up halfway: "Brother, it's over, why are you talking about disagreements and ruining the situation? It's really inappropriate."

Wen Sui's expression was calm, except that his cheeks were a little red, but he was articulate: "No, just give them some advice."

Jiang An: "..."

He raised his chin and signaled the waiter to do so with his eyes.

Soon, in the open space next to the outdoor tables and chairs, the employees of the hot pot restaurant stood neatly in a row, and it seemed that they were in a row at night.

Fearing that someone would be ashamed to think about it the next day, Jiang An reminded in a low voice: "Don't say it's too heavy, they are all adults, and they have to save face."

Wen Sui didn't know what to mutter, raised his eyes and complained: "I know, you think I'm stupid? I'm not drunk, I'm rational."

Jiang An hummed and laughed, and didn't speak any more, but gently straightened the person upright and held him loosely.

Boss Wen probably suddenly remembered his identity behind the scenes, tapped the table with his fingertips, and said slowly: "I think, this store still needs to be improved. They have all come to the capital, and adapt to local conditions, how can they be so conservative? What about the taste of Fog City?"

"Yes, yes, what advice do you have?" Manager Li, as expected of the strongest beater, clarified the situation in a second.

Wen Sui narrowed his eyes and said, "For example, the description of slightly spicy is very inaccurate. A bunch of foreigners here can't stand it, how can it be called slightly spicy? Do you have to develop a slightly spicy ?”

His tongue was almost knotted, he stroked it, and continued: "Especially... especially so hot that my brother can only order fried rice with eggs, it seems that he can't eat it, is it miserable?"

Someone next to him was already grinning and grinning, wanting to take out his phone to record a picture, but due to Jiang An's threatening gaze, he could only watch helplessly.

"Isn't it because you let others serve you, so you can only eat fried rice with eggs?" Wang Qiyue pressed in a low voice.

Wen Sui glared at him fiercely, warning him to shut up.

Manager Li nodded with a suppressed smile: "It makes sense, your suggestion is quite reasonable, and we will adjust it."

"Also," Wen Sui said unyieldingly, "the egg fried rice has a little less eggs. My brother works very hard every day, so the food is so scattered that the nutrition can't keep up."

The three words are inseparable from brother, and Jian Ying boldly asserted: "This fucking brother is invincible."

Jiang An raised his eyebrows slightly, but his heartstrings were hooked for no reason by Wen Sui's drunken words, and he was very happy.

"I'll beat you five eggs next time, is it appropriate?" The second chef, Master Zhang, was also amused, and said in a coaxing tone, "If you don't think it's enough, I can make you a high-end dish alone, scrambled eggs .”

Wen Sui was stunned for a few seconds, with a foolish expression on his face: "The rice is gone, isn't that pure scrambled eggs? Honestly, do you want to be lazy?"

Master Zhang: "..."

This drunk high-achieving student is really different, his rationality is on the line, so it's not easy to fool him.

Wen Suiwei raised his chin and concluded his statement: "In short, the customer is the father, the god, and the cash cow. You have to think from the perspective of your son, understand?"

"Understood." A row of employees responded in unison, with wonderful expressions, and almost didn't laugh out loud.

"Okay, let's do this for today, and we'll talk about it another day." Wen Sui waved his big hand to dismiss him, the logic was on the line, and he looked quite sober.

After watching the free show, Wang Qiyue covered his face in pain and laughed wildly: "If you talk about it, you can think of helping others to improve their services after drinking. You are really suitable for management. But when we come again next time, will people agree?" Will you drive them out with a broom? Wen Sui is probably on the store's blacklist."

Jiang An sent a message to Manager Li while typing: Today's matter, discussion is prohibited, and no rumors are allowed

After sending it, he wrote lightly: "No, I know the owner of this store, he is very nice."

Wang Qiyue suddenly realized: "Let me tell you, no matter how drunk you are, you won't be able to have fun indiscriminately. If you dare to be affectionate, you still have a little nepotism. Then make a scene, make a scene whatever you want, and you can take the pot out of it."

"Am I such an unqualified person?" Wen Sui clicked his tongue, and stood up with his arm on the table and chair, "Brother, go home."

Jiang An raised his hand to grab his arm, stabilized him, and put him in his arms: "Home is a little far away, so I can't go back for now, let's make do with the dormitory."

After slowly processing the message, Wen Sui blinked slowly, turned his head, and approached him suddenly.

The tip of his nose rubbed against Jiang An's neckline, with a somewhat intimate gesture, as if the puppy had finally found its owner.

"What are you doing?" Jiang An lowered his head and asked.

Wen Sui spoke lightly, nonchalantly, as if saying some common sense: "It doesn't matter, wherever you are, you are home."

Jiang An's heart beat unexpectedly, as if being pulled by a thin thread, it made a muffled sound in the sultry night.

He looked down at the end of his reddened eyes, and couldn't help rubbing that spot with his thumb lightly.

So good, it's really hard not to be tempted.

After a few seconds, he held down Wen Sui's hand and moved out with his shoulders: "Can you go?"

"Of course I can." Wen Sui struggled to take two steps, felt that his eyes were shaking a little, and changed his words instantly, "But I just don't want to walk by myself, what should I do?"

Arrogant and domineering, unreasonable, like a young master.

"I'll carry you." Jiang An said, putting and pulling the man's arm on his shoulder, and firmly carried Wen Sui on his shoulder.

Wen Sui's head was hanging on his neck, and he was sluggish, as if he had no bones.He didn't speak, and looked suddenly well-behaved.

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Jian Ying greeted the other students: "Then leave today, everyone report to the group behind the dormitory that they are safe, and I will pay the bill."

Jiang An hooked Wen Sui's thighs with both hands, and turned around easily: "No, I'm the only one to get married."

Just because Wen Sui said so much from the bottom of his heart tonight, the meal was worth it.

"Jiangshen is magnificent!"

"Jiang Shen is awesome!"

"Be careful on Jiangshen Road! Good night!"

Everyone got up one after another, shouted and dispersed, and walked towards the school in twos and threes with shoulders and backs.

Afraid that Wen Sui would feel uncomfortable, Jiang An deliberately slowed down his pace, and soon fell behind everyone.

Feeling that head rubbing against his neck from time to time, it was numb, and he asked softly, "Uncomfortable?"

"Comfortable." Wen Sui opened his mouth, feeling the swell of alcohol, and he calmed down for half a second before continuing, "The last time you carried me was when you were 15 years old. You helped me with artificial respiration and carried me to the hospital."

"Well, I have a good memory. It seems that I'm not drunk, and I can drink well." Jiang dimly said, and lifted the man up to make him more comfortable.

"That's necessary, Wen Sui is good at everything." Wen Sui tightened his arms around his neck, lowered his head a little more, and muttered, "Forget it, let's not talk about this unhappy thing. You are doing it too. Waiting on me to make up for my injured little heart?"

Jiang An paused, and teased, "Since I was a child, when have I not been serving you? Still need to choose a time?"

"That's right, you are a good brother, you are barely competent." Wen Sui's voice lowered and became softer, "But I always feel that you still have resentment, and it has been difficult to leave home for a few years, otherwise why It always feels different to me.”

The latter sentence rolled in his throat vaguely, but Jiang An didn't hear it clearly, so he tilted his head and asked, "What?"

Wen Sui woke up for a moment, looked up at the streetlight in front of him: "It's nothing, just watch the road."

The lights in the middle of the night stretched the shadows of the two of them very long, and the two of them were silent for a rare moment, as they did countless times when they went home together after evening self-study.

It seems that today is not a freshman party at the university, but just an ordinary night taken out of those years.

Jiang An thought of Wen Sui's evaluation of his classmates just now, and said slowly: "I forgot to ask, what do you think of me? Give me an evaluation."

Wen Sui's fingertips touched the skin on Jiang An's neck, scratching back and forth boredly: "You...it's hard to say. You are very cold, very alienated, not easy to get close to, and you always look cold to everyone, as if The life and death of others has nothing to do with you. But..."

"It doesn't sound like a good word." Jiang secretly smiled and waited for the next sentence.

"But he treated me very well and meticulously, so this kind of treatment seems quite unique." Wen Sui's tone was not as casual as usual, and it was rare to be serious.

When the atmosphere is here, some impulses are ready to come out.

Jiang An rolled down his Adam's apple, and restrained himself from speaking: "Then, do you like brother?"

As soon as these words came out, both of them fell silent at the same time, except for the heartbeats that resonated very close to each other, it seemed that they could only hear the sound of leaves falling on the ground next to them.

With a click, it rubbed against the concrete floor, making a slight scratching noise, and disappeared in an instant.

Wen Sui seemed to be stopped by the question, his arms were hanging stiffly on Jiang An's chest, and he didn't speak for several seconds.

He thought about it seriously for a while, and when he was about to reach the door of the dormitory, he said, "I don't like it."

Jiang An twitched the corners of his mouth, and his sigh dissipated in the autumn mist: "Don't even bother to act perfunctory?"

"Well, I don't like it." Wen Sui tugged at his ears and emphasized again.

This answer is not too surprising. Jiang An didn't show much expression, but just replied in a low voice: "Understood, don't move around."

Even if he likes his brother, he can't get it. I can't tell what kind of mood I am in, but I feel a little bored.

Wen Sui blinked his eyes, and a lot of sourness spread in his heart, feeling that the dim light in front of him suddenly became blurred.

He thought for a while in his mind, and picked an inconsequential reason: "Because you always lock the door when you take a shower."

Jiang An was dumb: "Is it because of this?"

"Also..." Wen Sui paused, feeling hypocritical, and took it lightly, "Yes, it's because of this."

Jiang An was helpless, if it was because he unintentionally teased and reacted, he couldn't let the children know now.

He pursed his lips, and his voice became a bit restrained and hoarse: "In the future, I will try my best."

Wen Sui clicked his tongue, quite dissatisfied with the reply, what's the big deal, you still try your best?

He squeezed his thin waist between his legs and urged people: "Hurry up, I'm sleepy."

The two walked back to the dormitory, Jiang An carefully placed him on the armchair beside him, and placed a pillow on his neck.

Wen Sui is usually careless, but he likes to be clean. If he just sleeps smelling of alcohol like this, he will definitely be in a bad mood all day tomorrow.

He concealed the door of the dormitory, simply rolled up his cuffs to his forearms, and adjusted the water temperature with the shower.

Along with the sound of water being poured on the floor, there were a few slight knocks at the door, which were quite regular and familiar.

Jiang An supported the glass door with his palm, turned his head and asked, "What's the matter? It will be fine soon."

The other party didn't answer, but the voice became louder and faster, and when it reached a certain threshold, a crisp crackling sound was heard.

Jiang An quickly turned off the shower, strode to the door and opened it, his calm expression gradually lost control: "Sui Sui, you..."

Wen Sui didn't know when he got up from the armchair, and found the toolbox he had hidden under the bed by the way, and within a short time, he directly removed the bathroom doorknob.

He shook the pitiful doorknob and threw it aside casually, with a triumphant smile on his face: "Let's see if you dare to lock the door and take a shower in the future."

Jiang An: "..."

I've learned a lot, the way you're drunk is a bit unique.

Just as he was in a daze, Wen Sui had already started to unbutton his clothes by himself, one by one, quite neatly, and his beautiful abdominal muscles were so ostentatiously exposed.

He strode in, his shoulders exposed by half of his shirt brushed past Jiang An, he stopped, turned around and glanced at him.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang An saw that his pupils were illuminated by the light, and his lips opened and closed, revealing a bright publicity.

Then he was suddenly pulled into the bathroom where the fog remained, his back was pressed against the glass door, and he was almost driven out of his mind in the next second.

"Brother, you take it off too, we wash together like we did when we were young."

The author has something to say: Wen Sui, a straight man: It’s troublesome, we just take a shower together, and we have to open a lock

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