time never speaks

Ying He, I don't want to ask for your answer.

When he said this, Chen Yin's voice was full of tiredness, which might be the self-abandonment after experiencing too many things.But for Xiang He, he was a porter who stepped on the edge of a cliff, and he was only one foot away from falling into the bottomless abyss.Chen Yin's words made him stop on the edge of the cliff and stare straight at the abyss below.

Ying He's lips moved, but in the end he still didn't choose to step into the air.He just stroked Chen Yin's back gently, as if smoothing out the hair of a cat.No words, no words, even if the answer is so cruel.

After a while, Chen Yin, who was lying in his arms, moved slightly, as if preparing to get up.Ying He let go of the arms around his waist and let him stand up by himself.

Chen Yin stood up straight, and he closed his eyes, as if suppressing the rush of drunkenness.Ying He sat up straight on the sofa and asked, "Tired from beating?"

Chen Yin opened his eyes, and finally answered his question directly: "That's it."

Ying He looked at Chen Yin, his cheeks were still a little red, and he couldn't tell whether he was awake or not.Ying He had no choice but to say: "Then you can get some medicine for me, you know the location of the medicine box."

Chen Yin hummed, turned around and looked up, then tiptoed to remove the medicine box above the cabinet.

At this time, Ying He's voice came from behind, and he said softly: "After this time, we may not be able to be together."

Chen Yin paused, Ying He saw his back turned to her, and then said: "When you left two years ago, we couldn't be together anymore."

His tone was very calm, without any blame or resentment.Just speak plainly.

Ying He didn't hit the south wall and didn't look back, and when he insisted on hitting himself bloody, he finally got the answer.Even if the answer is heart-wrenching, he can still drink poisonous wine with a smile.

Ying He thought, this is fine, at least there will be no nostalgia when we part, isn't it?

It's just that he didn't realize that when he stared at Chen Yin's back, he revealed uncontrollable sadness and nostalgia.

But it was only for a moment, Chen Yin turned around, and Ying He lowered his eyes immediately.Chen Yin walked up to him and handed him the red bottle of spray in his hand.

Ying He took the spray, probably because he had already seen everything he needed to see. Ying He lifted up his clothes in front of Chen Yin and looked at the bruise on his belly.

He wanted to stretch out his hand to spray it, but when he moved his arm, his whole body ached.

Ying He shivered abruptly, and almost couldn't hold the spray in his hand steadily.Whether it was a miss or not: Chen Yin is a big man after all, and a man who has been trained.No matter how light the fist is, it is heavier than ordinary people, not to mention that Chen Yin just vented on him when he was furious.

I didn't feel it because I was thinking about other things before, but now...the stamina is picking up.

Chen Yin looked at Ying He for a while, and seemed to sense that something was wrong with Ying He. He directly took out the spray from Ying He's hand and said to him, "Take off your clothes."

Ying He was stunned for a moment, suddenly hearing these words was really suspected of being a hooligan.But since we met Comrade Chen Yin, he has always looked like a glorious moon, and the word "rogue" really doesn't match his current image.

It may be that he dislikes Ying He's reaction too slowly and his mind drifts too far, or it may be that alcohol has got on his head. Comrade Chen Yin narrowed his eyes, as if he was very dissatisfied with Ying He's dementia. He growled: "Take off your clothes." , apply the medicine!"

"..."

Ying He is not a fool, he can still hear the dissatisfaction contained in this voice.Ying He hurriedly took off her clothes, although she felt pain when she took off her clothes, she couldn't care less.

Chen Yin opened the spray cap, and sprayed directly on the bruises on Ying He's body. The medicine fell on the skin, and there was a burst of coolness.

Ying He forcibly suppressed the urge to tremble, and only thought to himself: Damn, I don't know who is the zero.

However, Chen Yin seemed to have opened his eyes, and could see what he was thinking.He opened his mouth slowly: "I don't mind if you beat me back."

"...That's not enough." Ying He squeezed out a sentence from the root of his teeth, it's not like he couldn't afford it, otherwise why would he have been beaten abruptly.

Having said that, the sense of alienation that seemed to be there just now dissipated a little.

At least apart from feelings, they are still comrades-in-arms on the same line.

After confirming that the medicine was applied to all places, Chen Yin covered the spray cap and placed it on the coffee table.

Ying He's upper body was naked, and he moved his lower arms. The medicine penetrated into the skin quickly, and the cool feeling relieved the pain in the skin, muscles, muscles and bones.

He looked up at Chen Yin and said, "You..."

"Do you have a change of clothes?"

Chen Yin was alone when he came, and he didn't bring anything with him. Now that he had finished eating and drinking, he was inevitably covered in smoke and fire.Ying He took a closer look, and there were still some water stains on his neckline... Ah no, it should be wine stains.

Ying He wanted to scratch his head, but he endured it and pointed to the bedroom.

Chen Yin didn't look at him, turned around and walked into the bedroom.

Ying He moved his body again, feeling the pain subsided a little, then got up, and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks on the dining table that contained leftovers.

It's just that before the past, there was something that was thrown on the ground... Ying He lowered his head and looked at the unlucky soda can on the ground.

He bent down, picked it up, turned it over and looked at the can, 43 degrees.

Ying He glanced at the people in the bedroom again, and sighed inwardly: It seems that not only he has changed in the past two years, but also Chen Yin has made great progress.Otherwise, why didn't he react at all after drinking a can of wine?

Ying He shook his head, threw the can into the trash can, and went to clean up the dishes on the table.

When Chen Yin entered the bedroom, the lights hadn't been turned on yet.

But just relying on the ups and downs that he could see with the naked eye, this strong sense of familiarity made him think that he was almost going back to the hut in Chucheng again.He collected himself, stroked the wall for a while, and then pressed the switch on the wall.

With a "snap", the crystal lamp casts a soft light, illuminating everything in front of it.

For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief: After all, all this is not a [-]% copy of the layout in Chu City.

Chucheng's bed is a double bed, but this side is a single bed.Chucheng's bedroom is hung with fluorescent lamps, but here is hung with crystal lamps.And tables and chairs, and...

Halfway through the chanting, Chen Yin suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Why should he care so much about the layout here?What does this have to do with him?

Sensing that his thoughts were wrong, Chen Yin calmed down and asked himself to find clothes quickly.As he said, he turned around and opened the wardrobe facing the bed.

This glance, however, seemed to open up a period of time.

In college, it is common to have both study and training, not to mention the group of recruits who have just entered the training base, they also have to accept the "training" of the instructors.

The instructors come out of the barracks, and they can be regarded as their teachers.But this doesn't mean that just because you are a junior, you will feel sorry for you. Every night before going to bed, all the recruits wear military training uniforms, and then worry about whether there will be another surprise attack tonight.

It's a pity that often when they are prepared to be suddenly attacked at night, they sleep until dawn.Often they take off their clothes and get under the covers with a sigh of relief, but when they are asleep, they suddenly hear a burst of alarm bells.

No matter how difficult it is, I can only get up and rush out of the dormitory at the speed of light, cursing obscenities in my heart. After all, if I am late, it may be a leapfrog that started ten laps.

After such a training, the students' sharpness was trained, and so was the littering of clothes.

Ying He is one of the best.

It is rare for Chen Yin and Ying He to get a dormitory, and they can often notice that Ying He can dig out the things that should be worn today from a pile of messy clothes, trousers and socks, and all Chen Yin can do is stare blankly.

How on earth did he find exactly what he wanted from a pile of things?

Chen Yin also asked Ying He, but Ying He just laughed and said nothing.

After the two of them lived together, the closet was half of Chen Yin and half of Ying He, although Chen Yin cleaned it up for Ying He a few times, but it became a mess after a while.Seeing that Ying He could accurately search out this mess, Chen Yin could only sigh and let him go.

But now, in the opened closet, the clothes are hanging neatly, and the cotton-padded clothes, coats, and shirts that were pressed when opened are arranged in sequence, and there seem to be suits. Chen Yin didn't open it to check.Look at the bottom, the pants are folded and put together neatly.

Orderly, clean and tidy, completely different from what it used to be.

For some reason, seeing this scene, Chen Yin's head suddenly became dizzy. It may be that the stamina of the can of wine finally hit his head. He shook his body and almost threw himself into the closet.

But Chen Yin forcibly suppressed the discomfort. He began to search for a while, and found a shirt and pants that could be changed and washed.

The weather has been okay for the past two days, and the clothes should be dry after washing and drying overnight.

When Chen Yin thought about it, he closed the closet and walked out of the bedroom.

But his rationality still failed to overcome the alcohol in the end. After walking a few steps, his feet went limp, coupled with the dizziness in front of his eyes, he knelt down on the ground with a "plop".

"Chen Yin?!"

Someone called out in surprise, and then a topless figure rushed towards him with a strong smell of medicine.A pair of arms supported him, as if trying to help him up.

It may be that the smell of medicine penetrated into his nose to bring him a little sobriety, or it may be that he lowered his head and let the blood flow into his brain.

Chen Yin looked at him silently for a while, then shook his head.

With Ying He's support, he forced himself up, and then said: "The stamina is a bit strong, I'll wake up after taking a bath."

"...you don't need my help?"

Chen Yin laughed lightly, and he said, "How can you help me take a bath, can we wash it together?"

Ying He also thought of this question.

"Forget it, I'll just go wash up, are you taking a shower?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll go."

Chen Yin pushed Ying He's hand away and walked towards the bathroom.

The door was closed, and someone could be vaguely seen inside taking off his clothes.Ying He had no choice but to put the laundry basket at the door of the bathroom, said something to it, and then went into the kitchen to wash the dishes.

There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and Ying He was washing the bowl in his hand while listening.Suddenly remembered Bai Letian's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow".

In Bai Letian's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", it says "the hot spring water is smooth and cleanses the fat". The teacher said it was admiration for Tang Huang's love for Concubine Yang, but all the boys who heard this explanation smiled lewdly.Ying He looked at this group of idiots, why couldn't he see that what they comprehended was not Tang Emperor's love for Concubine Yang, but the scene of Concubine Yang taking a bath!

It's a pity that Ying He was an invisible glass at that time, no matter how beautiful a woman is, it doesn't matter to him.But now that Chen Yin was taking a bath inside, he inexplicably thought of the water droplets jumping on Chen Yin's skin, falling down his cheeks to his neck, and then down his neck...

etc!brake!

What the hell is he thinking!

Ying He shook his head quickly, shaking all the messy thoughts out of his head.He lowered his head and accelerated his movements to brush the dishes.

It may be that impulsiveness determines the efficiency, and the dishes and chopsticks were washed in a short while, and Ying He put them on the shelf to be drained, then took a rag to wipe his hands, and prepared to tidy himself up.

At this time, the bathroom door slammed, and Chen Yin came out with steam.

He seemed to be fully awake, and his steps were steady and strong.

Chen Yin bent down to pick up the laundry basket, and asked, "Where is the washing machine?"

Ying He rushed up to meet her: "I'll come, you go to bed."

Chen Yin looked at Ying He, and finally let go, and gave Ying He the dirty clothes basket.

He looked around, as if wondering where he was going to sleep.

At this time, Ying He said again: "Sleep in my room."

Chen Yin glanced at him and said, "Where do you sleep?"

Ying He just smiled at this: "Don't worry about it, go to sleep."

After watching him for a while, Chen Yin had no choice but to walk into the bedroom he had just entered.Then sat on the edge of the bed and looked outside.

Ying He was still topless, he put the dirty clothes into the washing machine, poured some laundry detergent, and pressed the switch.

Looking at it this way, Ying He is actually not the kind who has no strength to restrain a chicken. His waist is narrow, his abdomen has abdominal muscles, and his body has muscles.It's just that he used to cover himself with a shirt and coat on weekdays, which made him look a little harmless.

It's just a few.

Chen Yin gently closed the door, took off his slippers, and got into the quilt on the bed.

It may be because of the human breath, even if you haven't slept all day, there is still a touch of warmth in it.

Chen Yin opened his eyes, looked at the crystal lamp on the ceiling, and began to recall what happened today.

He wanted to ask Ying He, but Ying He never gave him any specific information.

He wanted to ask Lao Chen, but Lao Chen told him not to ask.