Chapter 209: The Same Path for Everyone (Twenty-three)

What you said!

Yu Huo really didn't know how to respond. He could only cough lightly and change the subject dryly: "Why did you run just now?"

Jiang Feng slowly closed his eyes, his voice a little dull: "Angry."

Oh, I didn't get the point.

He took a sip of porridge and smacked his lips. "Then why are you back now? And you made porridge for me?"

"I've calmed myself down again, okay?"

"..." Yu Huo's expression froze for a moment, then he gulped down the porridge and twitched his lips in an accommodating manner: "Okay, why not?"

Jiang Feng couldn't help but feel angry when he heard that. Seeing that the other party was about to bury his face in the bowl, he sighed and gently placed his bony palm on his lower back, pressing and kneading it slowly, as if to relieve his fatigue.

Yu Huo felt it as soon as the warm fingertips touched him, and secretly glanced at the person beside him. The half of the young man's face without scars had a soft curve and lacked aggression, like a bullied young wife, which was pitiful no matter how he looked at it.

Yu Huo felt guilty for three seconds, then he got up to take a shower after eating, crawled into bed and pretended to ignore it.

He fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow. He didn't know when the person who was secretly angry came up, but he vaguely felt that the other person hugged him in his arms.

Maybe he coaxed himself into submission again...?

Anyway, when he opened his eyes, it was daylight and there was a sticky note on the table.

——Going to work.

Yu Huo glanced at the address marked on the back and raised his eyebrows secretly.

Work?

He took off the sticky note and shook it between his fingertips. After thinking for a moment, he stood up and rushed into the bathroom.

At this time, Jiang Feng, who was purifying materials in the warehouse, was enduring the noise and identifying useful information from Lu Yang's nonsense.

"The battle was quite intense yesterday?" Lu Yang glanced at the conspicuous red mark on the young man's Adam's apple and smiled obscenely.

After receiving a cold stare from the other party, Lu Yang quickly suppressed his smile and stopped pestering: "By the way, you were busy yesterday, so you didn't hear any news, right?"

"What news?" Jiang Feng spread out his palms, tugged at the disposable gloves attached to his skin, and asked casually.

Lu Yang was surprised to get a rare response, and habitually kept it a secret: "You know Sister Zheng, the psychic in our base, right?"

Jiang Feng hummed coldly and said nothing more.

Lu Yang was not discouraged and continued to chatter with him: "She disappeared while out on patrol yesterday. There has been no news of her since then. The base management staff are discussing sending more people out to search for her."

"What do you want to do with her?"

"Are you stupid? With her on guard, when high-level zombies or zombie waves attack, everyone can prepare in advance. Wouldn't that avoid casualties?"

As he was talking, Lu Yang felt something was wrong. He looked at Jiang Feng with his mouth half open. The other party's eyes were now firmly locked on the door of the warehouse. A gentle smile appeared on his usually expressionless face.

Lu Yang immediately looked towards the source of the voice and saw the wealthy young man who was dressed in designer clothes yesterday now lazily leaning on the railing of the warehouse door. His expensive clothes had been replaced with a white T-shirt that cost 25 yuan on Pinduoduo.

The T-shirt is a bit big, and the hem is too long and falls to the thighs, which looks like it doesn't fit me.

Lu Yang felt like he was being forced to eat a mouthful of dog food. He hurriedly said hello and shut up.

At this moment, Jiang Feng's facial lines were soft, and his eyes were gently gazing towards the warehouse door. He asked softly, "Are you awake?"

The boy yawned and hummed lightly.

"Have you eaten the tortillas on the plate?"

The boy nodded: "I ate it."

"Why don't you rest a little longer?"

"I'm bored, so I came out for a walk."

"There's a chair over there. If you're tired, sit down and wait for me." Jiang Feng changed his tone and rambled on. Then he put away his smile and looked at the person staring at him in amazement. His expression changed in an instant: "There's something wrong with you."

Lu Yang lowered his chin and pointed at himself, confused: "Something's wrong."

"Why are you suddenly silent?" Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes and took a step forward, blocking Yu Huo who had just dragged a chair and sat next to him.

"My boyfriend is here, what are you doing here?"

"..." If Lu Yang still didn't understand what this person meant, he could donate his brain.

"Isn't your possessiveness a bit too exaggerated!" He snorted angrily, "Yes! Your boyfriend is very handsome, but he wouldn't make me want to be a mistress for love, right? Wake up, okay?!"

Jiang Feng raised his eyelids and glanced at him contemptuously: "It's better this way."

Lu Yang rolled his eyes.

ill!

He turned around, picked up the purified supplies, and stuffed them onto the cart outside the door.

Yu Huo stretched out his finger and gently nudged the young man's lower back, saying with a smile: "Jiang Feng, you are really narrow-minded~"

Jiang Feng felt itchy and numb from being poked by him, and immediately took a step forward: "You have a big heart, you can let anyone go."

"Hey?" Yu Huo reached out and found he couldn't reach him, so he raised his foot and kicked Jiang Feng's knee: "You're still excited, right?"

The young man's back looked a little lonely, his delicate profile hidden in the shadows. After the angle changed, the other half of his face was exposed to the field of vision of the fire. The long, hideous and winding scar destroyed his external perfection, and at the same time, it also aroused all the inferiority complex hidden in his heart, making him feel at a loss.

Perhaps it is because of this imperfection that the young people of this life begin to worry about gains and losses and regard everyone as an imaginary enemy.

Yu Huo sighed in his heart.

Oh, this fool.

Even if there's a scar on my face, so what? I can still be completely captivated by him, okay?

Yu Huo felt a little soft-hearted. He stood up, leaned forward, and fiddled with the glittering sickle-shaped earring on the other person's earlobe. He chuckled and said, "Why are you fussing over your 'ex'? You're my current boyfriend~"

I don’t know if Yu Huo’s fingers are magical, but wherever he touches, it becomes itchy.

Jiang Feng couldn't help but shrink his neck, but the other party kept moving closer and gently moved his earrings, causing the reflection of the pendant to create a tiny circle of light on the white wall, and the shadows made his eyes slightly red.

He stopped what he was doing, took off his disposable gloves, turned around, grabbed the other person's mischievous fingertips, placed them on his lips and kissed them gently.

"Yu Huo, I don't want to either, but I can't control myself..."

Can't control jealousy.

He pursed his lips and swallowed the last few words, too embarrassed to say them out loud.

Just when the ambiguity was about to ferment and steam in the silent warehouse, the door was pushed open with great intact. Lu Yang, who had wandered in, looked up and saw the two people who were so close that they almost hugged each other. He immediately covered his eyes and exclaimed in dissatisfaction: "That's enough! I'm already annoyed at work, and you keep showing off your affection in front of me. Do you think I'm dead?"