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When Yan Jiwen went out, he thought that going to KTV would inevitably lead to drinking, so he didn't drive.

The two took a taxi and went directly to Han Yi's apartment.

When he got downstairs, Han Yi asked him, "Would you like to come up and sit down?"

Han Yi is gay, and his residence is a private place, Yan Jiwen felt that it was not good to go to someone else's house at night.

He said, "I'll wait for you here, don't worry, just take your time."

Han Yi didn't say anything, just nodded, turned around and went upstairs.

A little bored while waiting, Yan Jiwen opened WeChat and swiped Moments.

Han Yi posted an update 2 minutes ago. It was a group photo of himself and the students in the KTV box, and he made up nine pictures.

Yan Jiwen zoomed in on the pictures at will, swiping one by one to the left, and when he saw the last one, he found a close-up of himself.

Yan Jiwen looked at the photo repeatedly, and couldn't help asking a series of questions in his heart.

Why is everyone else taking a group photo, but he is alone?Why sideways?Why does it look like a candid angle?

What happened to Han Yi?Why do you want to secretly take pictures of yourself?

Yan Jiwen kept zooming in on that photo of himself, as if trying to find any clues from it.

A voice call invitation popped up on the screen, and the moment he saw the word "Han Yi", Yan Jiwen frowned subconsciously.

Pressed to answer, there was silence for about two seconds before he said "Hello".

"Well, can you come up and help me?"

Yan Jiwen wasn't sure if this was Han Yi's new routine, so he asked vigilantly, "What's wrong?"

"I can't stand up, can you come up and give me a hand?"

Yan Jiwen immediately received a photo from Han Yi.

In the living room, a huge wooden cabinet fell down somehow, Han Yi couldn't dodge in time, his right leg was stuck between the cabinet and the floor.

It seemed that he was in trouble, Yan Jiwen quickly took the elevator upstairs after paying the driver.

He unlocked the door according to the electronic code given by Han Yi, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw Han Yi sitting on the floor, surrounded by a mess.

Yan Jiwen hurried over, lifted up the fallen cupboard vigorously, and got Han Yi out of the gap.

"How can a good cabinet fall down?"

"It fell over once before. My brother's cat knocked it over. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. This time, it fell by itself. Maybe the quality of the cabinet itself is also a problem."

Just now when Han Yi went back to the house to collect some clothes on the balcony, when he just passed the cabinet, the huge object suddenly fell down without warning.

Fortunately, it was only the right leg that was crushed.

Han Yi lifted up his trousers, patted the mechanical prosthesis made of aluminum alloy, and joked lightly: "This leg is still strong, there is nothing wrong with it."

He didn't want to waste time, so he dealt with the closet later. He quickly entered the room and changed into a suit of clothes. When he came out, his trousers turned into shorts.

Yan Jiwen glanced at him and asked him, "Why aren't you wearing long trousers?"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to so much at night." Han Yi said, "It's hot now, and I usually want to wear shorts to go out, but I still have to pay attention to my appearance at school."

Han Yi's apartment is not far from Yan Jiwen's studio, only about ten minutes' walk away.

The two walked slowly on the street, and passers-by looked at Han Yi from time to time. To be precise, their eyes were all focused on Han Yi's right leg, as if that mechanical prosthetic limb was something strange.

I can't tell whether those gazes are kind or malicious, but anyone will feel uncomfortable being stared at by others.

Han Yi pretended nothing happened and continued chatting with Yan Jiwen.

"Why don't you ask me, what's the matter with my right leg?"

Yan Jiwen said: "This kind of thing doesn't necessarily have to be known."

Han Yi took the initiative to tell him: "Five years ago, a major fire broke out in our ranch. It was still at night, because it was discovered relatively late, and everyone was rushing to rescue it. The child was released, but the escape time was delayed, and he was buried by the collapsed roof, and was not found by rescuers until the evening of the next day."

As Yan Jiwen had guessed before, the injury to Han Yi's right leg was indeed related to the accident five years ago.

"I never saw it before, if I didn't stumble upon it that day."

"It took a long time to practice walking." Han Yi said lightly.

Yan Jiwen could see that this person had a toughness that was not easily noticed by others.

"You've been staring at me, is there something on my face?" Han Yi smiled.

Yan Jiwen looked away: "I was just thinking, there is a big gap between your appearance and your inside."

"What kind of gap?"

"It seems that you are usually a bit weak, but I didn't expect you to be able to fight two in KTV just now."

Han Yi recalled: "I grew up on a racecourse. Apart from people, the horses that I deal with the most are horses. Those horses weigh four to five hundred kilograms, and some have very bad tempers. If you don't order I can't hold them at all."

Han Yi inspected Yan Jiwen's shop on the spot. The location is convenient and the area is not too big or small. After looking around, it is very satisfactory.

"Which floor do you want to sublet?" Han Yi asked him.

"It's all right. The water and electricity are available here. If you want to decorate it, you have to pay for it yourself."

Yan Jiwen quoted him the original price, neither taking advantage nor losing money.

He found that Han Yi was really a talkative person. He transferred the money to Yan Jiwen as soon as the subletting matter was negotiated and the contract was not drawn up.

"Are you just sending money right now?" It is of course a good thing to meet a straightforward partner, but too much straightforwardness often arouses suspicion. Human beings just push things too much.

Han Yi said: "I know your family members, and I know where your school is, so I'm afraid you won't be able to escape?"

Think about it too.

Han Yi looked around, full of strong curiosity about Yan Jiwen's humble studio.

It has not been cleaned up here for a long time, and a lot of garbage and sundries have accumulated. Yan Jiwen seemed to have been prying into a corner of his privacy. He couldn't hide it, so he touched the tip of his nose and explained: "Recently, the school is busy and I don't have much time. Come here to clean up."

"It's okay, I don't usually like to pack things." Han Yi picked up a photo album and flipped through a few pages, "Are these all the works you took?"

"Well, both before and now."

Han Yi held the photo album with great interest, sat down on the sofa, and looked through the pages carefully.

"When was this picture taken?" Han Yi pointed to a picture of fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Yan Jiwen walked over to take a look: "In the summer vacation of the first year of high school, I went to Japan with my cousin, and it happened to be a summer festival."

"What about this one? The background of this place is a bit familiar, is it in Rio?"

"That's right, the wallet and passport were stolen at the beach." The photo brought back some bad memories for him.

"I have an impression of this place, and I have been there before, Westwind Ranch in Montana."

"Well, my dad took me there for a trip, and I stopped by to visit one of his friends."

......

Talking about taking pictures and taking pictures, Yan Jiwen seemed to have a lot to say. Before he knew it, he sat down beside Han Yi, and even forgot his social distance principle.

Han Yi has a faint scent of men's perfume, which is not as cloudy and strong as industrial fragrances. It is a unique, fresh scent like a grassland after the rain, which smells quite comfortable.

In fact, Yan Jiwen didn't like men who wear perfume very much. He always felt that they were too girly and not manly enough. Today was the first time he made an exception, and unexpectedly felt that Han Yi and perfume matched well.

By the way, which brand is it?His thoughts were a little distracted for a while.

Han Yi expressed his admiration for his work exhibition list: "The shots are very good, it can be seen that you like photography very much."

Yan Jiwen laughed self-deprecatingly: "The road is not easy to walk, and the family members don't agree with it. You have seen my dad. He just wants me to concentrate on going back to the ranch."

Han Yi said: "I have a friend, the one I told you last time. She also loves photography since she was a child, but her family has always opposed it. Later, she persisted and followed her favorite path. If there is a chance, I will introduce you. know."

This is the second time Yan Jiwen heard this, but this time, he didn't take Han Yi's words as perfunctory, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll ask your friend for advice by the way."

Chatting always passed quickly, and it was getting late. Before leaving, Yan Jiwen tidied up the things on the sofa and coffee table: "It's almost time to go back."

"Are you hungry? Why don't we go have a late-night snack together? I heard that there is a good Chaoshan restaurant near here."

"I won't go, go back to the dormitory early to rest, I'm quite tired today."

"Alright then." Han Yi closed the photo album and handed it back to Yan Jiwen.

Han Yi picked up the garbage bag and helped Yan Jiwen pack up the instant noodle boxes and mineral water bottles on the table. While tidying up, he said: "My brother also has his own things to do in China. He is very busy every day. When I go to China For so many days, he doesn't even have time to go out to eat with me."

Yan Jiwen remained silent.

Han Yi added: "This place is no different than being in Hunter Valley. I don't have any friends. Usually I can only go shopping and eat by myself. I can only chat with others online, and some people always delete friends."

Yan Jiwen: "..."

Han Yi: "Although my students are very enthusiastic and treat me very well, I am always their teacher. If the teacher-student relationship is too close, people will inevitably gossip."

Han Yi put the packed small garbage bag into Yan Jiwen's big garbage bag, and said, "Actually, I'm just a little emotional. It's lonely to be alone, but it's okay."

Is this guy's misery endless?

Han Yi took out his mobile phone, clicked on the takeaway software and took a look: "I thought about it, I'd better go home and order takeaway. Anyway, my brother is not at home on a business trip, so I just need to order for one person."

Yan Jiwen finally couldn't take it anymore: "Where is that Chaoshan restaurant?"

"Go forward for more than 500 meters and you will be there." Han Yi smiled and turned off the takeaway app, opened the map for navigation, "I heard that the raw pickles there are delicious, if there are two people, you can order a few more dishes to try, I treat you .”