two quarters

After a hearty sex/event, Yan Jiafu panted on Yuan Zhuohui's chest to calm his breath, his eyes half-closed sleepily, but he chatted with Yuan Zhuohui one after another.

"What have you been doing lately?"

The lamp on the bedside table shone a dim and warm light, and the light-colored quilt that had just been changed smelled of fragrant laundry detergent.The night in early autumn was cold, and for fear that the person in his arms would catch a cold, Yuan Zhuohui tucked the quilt up for him, and answered casually in a leisurely atmosphere, "Work, eat and sleep, and miss you."

Yan Jia adjusted her posture slightly, clinging closer to him in his arms, and murmured, "My brother said you went to find him."

Yuan Zhuohui responded, "Well, I'm worried about you."

"My brother has a very good impression of you... I have always praised you in front of him, he will like you..."

When Yan Jia mentioned it, Yuan Zhuohui remembered that young man with no expression on his face.He patted Yan Jia's shoulder lightly and said with a smile, "Your brother is quite similar to you."

"It's very similar, but... my brother is my brother..."

Yan Jia's voice gradually dropped, Yuan Zhuohui waited for a long time but didn't hear anything, looked down, the little guy had already fallen asleep in his arms.Her bangs, slightly damp with sweat, drooped, and the dimple on her left cheek floated up slightly, as if she had fallen into a sweet and happy dream.

"Good night."

·

The next few days were no different from usual, even though they had been together for more than three years, Yuan Zhuohui, Yan Jia's clingy and clingy personality, still enjoyed it to his heart's content.

Perhaps out of guilt for being missing for nearly a month before, Yan Jia behaved extraordinarily well-behaved. One day when Yuan Zhuohui got off work, she even cooked a table of dinner herself—although the fried vegetables were burnt black and crisp, and the meat was mushy. , but in the end the heart is expressed.

However, this cuteness only lasted for three days. On Thursday night, Yuan Zhuohui saw the empty house again.

No phone calls, no text messages, no notes, not even a hello.

The bag of puffed snacks on the coffee table in the living room is still open, the milk in the glass is only a white layer, and the light gray chinchilla pillow that was taken out of the study is placed askew on the sofa, making this The person who made the arrangement was nowhere to be seen.

Yuan Zhuohui glanced around the empty dining table, and when he saw that the time on his phone was past seven o'clock, his face darkened completely.

When did Yan Jia start acting so nonsense.

Worry and anxiety only flashed in his mind for a moment, Yuan Zhuohui checked the call records without thinking about it, and called the young man he had seen last time again.

"Yan Jia is here with me, you don't have to worry."

Guessing the purpose of Yuan Zhuohui's call, Wen Ziyan answered very simply when the communication was connected.

It simply made Yuan Zhuohui not know what to say for a while.

Seemingly anticipating Yuan Zhuohui's embarrassment, he continued, "He's in the bathroom now. I'll ask him to call you again in 10 minutes."

Yuan Zhuohui took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible, "...Sorry for the trouble."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Zhuohui's face turned pale.Thinking back to his actions just now, he secretly regretted his recklessness.Finding that Yan Jia was not there, he skipped Yan Jia and contacted Wen Ziyan directly.

Yuan Zhuohui moved his fingers unconsciously, and by the time he realized it, the call to Yan Jia had already been dialed.

"What's the matter?" It was still Wen Ziyan who answered the phone, with a rare hint of doubt in his voice.

"……fine."

……

Said it was 10 minutes, and the time was exactly the same.When the minute hand of the wall clock turned a precise [-]-degree angle, the ringtone of the incoming call from the mobile phone rang on time.

"Hello? Brother Zhuo Hui, are you looking for me?"

Recognizing it was Yan Jia's voice, most of Yuan Zhuohui's worries disappeared immediately, only his displeasure at his sudden disappearance at night remained.Suppressing this feeling, he asked patiently, "Where are you now?"

"At my brother's house. Don't you want to see the photos, I just came back to get them." Yan Jia didn't hear Yuan Zhuohui's tone wrong, "But I won't go back for a few days."

Hearing this, Yuan Zhuohui was taken aback for a moment, his brows were subconsciously furrowed, "Huh?"

Yan Jia took it as a matter of course, "My brother is going out for a while, let me watch the house for him."

Yuan Zhuohui was silent, and asked instead, "When are you coming back?"

"Five days."

"I'll see you over the weekend."

"No need, you are usually so busy at work, don't drive on weekends and have a good rest." Yan Jia persuaded, and after an obvious interval, his words carried a little deceptive meaning, "Anyway, I will leave in five days. ..."

"Jiajia." Yuan Zhuohui interrupted him with an unquestionable tone, "I'll go to see you on the weekend."

"……All right."

·

Standing here again after a week, Yuan Zhuohui didn't know what mood he was in when he rang the doorbell.

Almost the moment the doorbell was pressed, the closed wooden door was opened.The person inside the door only glanced through the stainless steel door frame, opened the door happily and threw himself into Yuan Zhuohui's arms.

"Why did you come here? I've been waiting for you since I woke up."

Yuan Zhuohui took half a step back without even realizing it, and then reached out to rub Yan Jia's messy hair.He laughed and said, "My fault, it won't happen again in the future."

Yuan Zhuohui's eyes traced Yan Jia's facial features, and he realized later that he could not help but start to compare the appearances of Wen Ziyan and Yan Jia.

These two are so alike...

Yan Jia grabbed Yuan Zhuohui's wrist and led him into the room, "I'll show you the photos I took, they look much better than before."

Yuan Zhuohui followed behind him and looked at the furnishings in the house.

A week will not bring much change to the house, the decoration style is still the same, even the pillow in the shape of a pink pig is still quietly lying on the corner of the sofa, but the owner of the house has changed. It also looks much more lively than last time.

Yuan Zhuohui couldn't help asking, "Where's your brother?"

"Brother, he..." Yan Jia had a rare moment to think about his words, "He said he was on a business trip. Well, let me look at the house for you."

Yuan Zhuohui responded and stopped asking any further questions. After Yan Jia brought out a large photo album from the room, he only listened to him talking about his shooting experience with great interest.

Yan Jia is indeed talented in photography. After a special composition and lighting design, the scene is frozen by pressing the shutter. The blue sky and white clouds, the golden wheat waves, the brown mud, and the mountains are dark and shallow. Green, on the coated paper Showing a quiet beauty that is completely different from the bustling city.

Yan Jia had originally spread the photo album on Yuan Zhuohui's lap, and when she was excited, she slowly leaned on Yuan Zhuohui's body and was embraced by him.

Compared with the beautiful scenery, Yan Jia's excited expression when talking about photography is more pleasing to the eye.

"... There is also a farmhouse over there. There is a vegetable garden in it. It is said that you can pick it yourself for cooking. But I don't know how to cook, and I am embarrassed to let my brother do it, so I didn't go to play. I only stayed for three days. The sky is coming back. You can take me there next time, the scenery on the mountain is also very good..."

"Three days?" Yuan Zhuohui was a little puzzled after capturing this number.Still maintaining a listening attitude, he said casually, "I thought you'd been playing there for a long time."

"I went to other places later, but I didn't have a chance to take pictures." Yan Jia said sullenly.

"no chance?"

"Yes."

Yuan Zhuohui waited for a while but saw that Yan Jia skipped the topic and turned a page of the photo album, as if continuing to tell the story.The growing doubts in Yuan Zhuohui's heart, together with his worries about Yan Jia's near "disappearance" these few times, made him feel that it is necessary to have a good talk with Yan Jia.

Yan Jia had some doubts about Yuan Zhuohui's sudden action of putting the collection of photos aside, and immediately thought that he was bored, thinking about how to proceed to the next topic.When he raised his eyes, he met Yuan Zhuohui's eyes, and seemed to see something in the other's eyes.

Yuan Zhuohui said, "Jiajia, I don't want you to hide anything from me. If something happens, don't hold it in your heart, just tell me."

……

Yan Jia pondered for a moment, then blinked, "I'm hungry." He said cautiously, "I forgot to eat breakfast today."

Feeling helpless as if punching cotton, Yuan Zhuohui felt that this was in line with Yan Jia's character, so he could only helplessly laugh, "... let's go, I'll take you to eat some delicious food."

"I want to eat sweet and sour fish!"

"……it is good."