The sunlight outside came in, creating distinct light and shadows on the ground.

The weather in July was a bit hot and humid, and the cool air from the air conditioner in the room dissipated little by little.

Chen Qizhao felt Shen Yuhuai's arm brushing against the skin of his arm, bringing him closer to his arms. The breath of the two intertwined, and the other's hand gradually moved up, finally to the back of his neck, reaching into his hair, and pressing his fingers on his scalp, making his scalp numb, and he was brought closer and closer.

His hand brushed across his earlobe, and Shen Yuhuai touched his face, giving him a gentle and delicate kiss.

First, he brushed across the tip of the nose, then kissed the corners of the lips in small and fragmented ways. The process was long and tiring, until he pried open the lips and teeth, and rushed straight in with that breath. Chen Qizhao leaned on Shen Yuhuai, who released his hands that were holding his face, stood still with his arms around his waist and kissed him gently.

The two had never kissed for so long before. When Chen Qizhao was almost out of breath, the other party let him go.

But he just breathed a sigh of relief, and Shen Yuhuai quickly covered him again. The place where they kissed shifted with their footsteps, moving step by step from the computer desk to the bed, until they fell on the bed. Shen Yuhuai kissed the side of Chen Qizhao's face, and finally let him go.

Chen Qizhao lay on his back, breathing slightly, his chest heaving, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him.

Shen Yuhuai was wearing a loose T-shirt today. When he pressed it a little, the collar moved down, and it seemed that he could see the invisible figure hidden under the clothes. As long as he lifted the hem of the shirt, he could see places that he couldn't see normally.

The surroundings were filled with the smell of mint that could drown people. Chen Qizhao had never felt that the mint scent on Shen Yuhuai could be so clear. The heat on his face seemed to spread to the tip of his ear little by little. The closer they were, the more he could feel Shen Yuhuai's breath spraying on his face. In his ears was the sound of the other person's hands pressing on the quilt, and his own heartbeat quickened step by step.

Shen Yuhuai looked down at the man and said nothing.

Chen Qizhao blinked when he was looked at like this: "I want to kiss you for a while longer."

In response, he was kissed by Shen Yuhuai. The man bent his elbows beside him and kissed him little by little.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

The two people who were kissing were caught off guard. Chen Qizhao bit the corner of Shen Yuhuai's lips, and Shen Yuhuai couldn't help but groan.

There were knocks on the door one after another. Chen Qizhao propped himself up and sat up from the bed. He asked towards the door: "Who?!"

The knocking on the door outside suddenly stopped, and the butler's voice was heard after two or three seconds.

"It's me, Second Young Master. The weather is hot, so Madam asked me to bring you two cups of fruit tea." Uncle Zhang was standing outside the door with two cups of fruit tea on the tray in his hand. Thinking of the powerful question just now, he hesitated for four or five seconds between continuing to knock on the door or putting the tray at the door, and then the door in front of him opened.

Young Master Chen's face was slightly flushed, but the base of his ear and the entire auricle were all a striking dark red, which formed a sharp contrast with his fair skin.

Uncle Zhang: “?”

Chen Qizhao's gaze lingered on Uncle Zhang's face for a moment, then stopped at the tray in his hand, "Give it to me."

Uncle Zhang nervously handed the tray over, and the latter simply took it.

Then, the door in front of me closed, and there was a loud sound of locking.

“…”

The room became quiet again. Chen Qizhao locked the door. He wondered why he was so panicked just now. Uncle Zhang would not push the door open normally.

The two cups of fruit tea were still cool, and the two floating pieces of ice seemed to dispel some of the heat. Chen Qizhao was holding the tray when he suddenly found himself sweating. After being interrupted abruptly, a feeling of hindsight came over him. He put the fruit tea on the table and when he looked at Shen Yuhuai, he found that the other party was holding a tissue.

"..." Chen Qizhao paused, "Bleeding?"

Shen Yuhuai wiped the corner of his mouth and commented: "...good teeth."

The kiss caused the corner of his partner's lip to be cut, and Chen Qizhao avoided his gaze awkwardly, "I'll go change my clothes."

He was sweating all over and had to go back to the bathroom to change his clothes.

The cool air conditioner seemed to reduce the heat in the room. The two of them had to go back to school to get some things today, so after drinking some fruit tea to cool off, they went downstairs to prepare to go.

As they walked side by side, Chen Qizhao glanced at Shen Yuhuai's mouth and could see that the place where he had bitten it was a little red.

In the living room, Zhang Yazhi was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and when she heard the sound, she looked towards the stairs and saw Chen Qizhao and Shen Yuhuai walking down. Her eyes lingered between the two children for a moment, and when she saw them coming over here, she asked, "Are you going out?"

"I probably won't be back for dinner tonight." Chen Qizhao said to Zhang Yazhi, "No need to wait for me."

Zhang Yazhi's eyes were gentle, "You have to take the medicine with you, Lao Zhang, Xiao Zhao's medicine bag."

She looked at Shen Yuhuai: "Watch him take medicine at noon and at night."

Shen Yuhuai nodded towards Zhang Yazhi, noticing that the other person's eyes seemed to stay on his face.

The housekeeper quickly brought a portable medicine bag, and Chen Qizhao took it and went out with Shen Yuhuai.

Zhang Yazhi watched Shen Yuhuai’s car leave the gate of the villa, and asked casually: “Old Zhang, what do you think of this kid Yu Huai?”

Uncle Zhang, the housekeeper, has worked in the Chen family for many years. He has seen many ups and downs and knows the mistress's temper. Since Zhang Yazhi asked him about this, it was obvious that she was really asking him about his feelings about Shen Yuhuai. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Mr. Shen is humble, talented and handsome..."

Zhang Yazhi stopped the butler before he could say a lot of compliments, "What do you think of his relationship with Xiao Zhao?"

The housekeeper paused, and then replied: "The second young master gets along well with Mr. Shen."

This was not just empty praise. During the years he had worked for the Chen family, when the Shen family got into trouble, it was actually him who arranged the task of picking up and dropping off the children from both families to and from school. The eldest and second youngest had a good relationship when they were young, but the eldest had a cold personality. When he was in junior high and high school, all his attention was focused on his studies. He rarely managed his relationship with the second youngest, and most of the time it was the second youngest who was clingy.

Children are sensitive. When young Chen Qizhao knows that his older brother is not available to play with him, his interests will shift accordingly. At that time, when Shen Yuhuai came home, the housekeeper passed by Chen Qizhao's room many times. He could always see the two children talking together in the open door. Most of the time, it was Chen Qizhao who was talking, but Shen Yuhuai did not get annoyed or ignore them. Instead, he always patiently added his own insights or answers after Chen Qizhao finished talking.

During the time Shen Yuhuai was at the Chen family, he had the best relationship with Chen Qizhao.

And that period was also the time when Chen Qizhao was most well-behaved. He did not play around and make trouble, nor did he complain about the tedious tutoring courses. If he did not understand a question, he would turn around and ask Shen Yuhuai.

The butlers saw all of this, so much so that when the second young master's character became more and more "deviant", the butlers would occasionally look back to the past.

But there is one thing that cannot be denied, that is, whether now or in the past, Chen Qizhao and Shen Yuhuai have always gotten along well.

Zhang Yazhi smiled after hearing this, her eyes were gentle, "I don't need to worry too much about the child's affairs."

There was a distance from Chen's house to the school. When Shen Yuhuai was driving, Chen Qizhao sat in the passenger seat and played with his phone.

But while playing games, I could always see the gazes of the men next to me at the intervals between traffic lights, without any disguise, just naked.

"I can drive next time." Chen Qizhao said.

Shen Yuhuai looked at him after hearing this, “Okay.”

Chen Qizhao heard his calm reply, caught a glimpse of the other person's mouth, and quickly looked away. He couldn't help but rub his teeth with his tongue, thinking that it wasn't that sharp as he slid across the tip of his teeth.

Shen Yuhuai looked straight ahead at the road, and when he turned to look at the rearview mirror outside the window, he noticed Chen Qizhao's slightly puffed cheeks.

He quickly looked away, and there was a barely perceptible smile in his previously calm eyes.

Some of the school's faculty and staff had not yet left for the holiday. Chen Qizhao took his major exam later than Yan Kailin, and the day he arrived at the school the counselor was about to leave. Seeing him come to the office, the counselor helped him deal with the leave application. "Your leave this time is long. I have also communicated with your parents about the situation. When the approval from the Academic Affairs Office comes down, you will take the exam together with the students who failed the course and need to retake it on the weekend of the first week of school. You should have discussed the exam outlines with your classmates, right?"

As the counselor spoke, she glanced slightly toward the man waiting in the office.

The other person was tall and particularly eye-catching when standing in the corridor.

Chen Qizhao knew about this situation, and had been informed of it online before. "Okay, I know."

"Then please pay attention to the information on the academic affairs website. I've also asked the class monitor to notify you in advance of the exam."

The counselor waved his hand, and Chen Qizhao said thank you and left quickly.

There were other young counselors in the office. When they saw her finish talking to the students, they looked over and said, "Teacher Sun, Chen Qizhao in your class is very diligent in asking for leave."

"The situation is special." Teacher Sun smiled and didn't say much, but he saw Chen Qizhao talking to a man outside the corridor out of the corner of his eye.

"A lot of people are paying attention to that student." Other teachers gossiped, "Several girls in our class keep asking about Chen Qizhao. Didn't he take leave for almost two months? Several girls came to me to inquire about his situation."

The two people outside the corridor had not left yet. Chen Qizhao was holding several documents in his hands. Teacher Sun could clearly see the scenery outside the window from where she was sitting. When the teacher next to her talked about Chen Qizhao, her attention was unconsciously focused on the outside.

The tall man looks familiar, maybe he is a senior from the same class.

"Teacher Sun?" The teacher next to her looked at her, "Why do you keep looking outside?"

Teacher Sun came back to his senses, "No, I think the man who just came over with the students looks a little familiar."

"Well, Teacher Sun, doesn't you know him? Oh, he has few contacts with finance and chemical engineering." The teacher who spoke was in charge of cultural and entertainment activities in the department and was familiar with the situation in other departments.

Teacher Sun: "From the Chemical Engineering Department? Senior year?"

"He's not from our school. He's a graduate student at University B. He has a great academic background and he's still young. He was very young when he was an undergraduate. His name is Shen Yuhuai. You can search online and see his competition experience."

The teacher next to him added casually, "It is said that he will continue to study. Didn't the school invite a professor from the research institute next door to give a lecture some time ago? That is his advisor. He has been to the Chemical Engineering Department as a teaching assistant several times. There are many people discussing it on the school intranet."

The teacher added, "But I haven't heard that they know each other, but it seems that they have a good relationship."

When Teacher Sun was about to look away, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the man taking the documents from Chen Qizhao's hand. When the two of them passed by the door side by side, she seemed to see their hands holding together.

After getting the stamp from the Academic Affairs Office, I finally finished this semester's work before the faculty went on vacation.

By noon, several school canteens were closed. On the bulletin board next to the office building, there was a notice of the canteen opening hours, but only a few stalls in one canteen were open.

Chen Qizhao had no interest in the stall near the cafeteria and was thinking about whether to go out to eat.

"It's still open over there, do you want to go?" Chen Yuhuai said.

Chen Qizhao followed his gaze and found a small restaurant in the distance.

He had some impression of that restaurant as Shen Yuhuai had taken him there when school had just started.

In the end, the two of them did not go to eat outside the school. There were only two tables of people eating in this remote little restaurant. They seemed to be students who stayed on campus to study. There were books on the seats next to them while they were eating. Not long after Chen Qizhao sat down, the waiter brought the menu.

He and Shen Yuhuai often ate at school, but he actually only came to this small restaurant once at the beginning of the school year, mainly because it was located in a remote area and people usually didn't come here.

Not long after he looked at the menu, the phone in his pocket began to vibrate continuously. It was a call coming in.

Chen Qizhao glanced at his phone briefly, noticed the call on the screen, and hesitated for a moment, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Shen Yuhuai's phone on the table lit up, and a message popped up.

He didn't look, but asked: "What to eat?"

"All right, brother, you order."

Chen Qizhao pulled out a chair, looked around for a while, and walked towards the bathroom in the restaurant.

After Chen Qizhao left, Shen Yuhuai finished ordering and swiped the message on his phone, rereading the message he had just skipped. He read very quickly, and after reading the message he looked in the direction of the restaurant bathroom.

"Hello?" Chen Qizhao turned on the sink in the bathroom to wash his hands.

Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, the other party only mentioned the key points and spoke quickly.

"Most of the people related to Gu Shen are being watched, so the threat is not that big. The problem is the man next to him, the one whose photo you gave me before. He has some connections with a thug who just got out of the police station." The man in the flowered shirt went straight to the point, "You said you would give me a report on everything. It seems that many people are watching this person, and the information related to him has been sent to your email."

Chen Qizhao had an impression of this man. The detective that the driver Lao Lin found and the clues in the photo were from this private detective.

A gangster who had close contact with people around Gu Shen and just came out of the police station was indeed suspicious.

"And the matter that the boss mentioned yesterday is easy to handle, but it requires going against Gu Zhengsong..." The man in the flowered shirt laughed, with a hint of inquiry in his tone, "Gu Zhengsong is trying to stop this matter from being known to Gu Shen in prison. Boss, you asked me to tip these things off to Gu Shen. This is going to make it a big deal."

Chen Qizhao paused and turned off the sink. "Can't do it?"

"This is a bit difficult. People who visit Gu Shen in prison are strictly monitored. We, the intelligence officers, can't show our faces to the police often. If this matter gets out, we will become suspects. Wouldn't that be looking for trouble?"

The man in the flowered shirt said this with some difficulty. He tapped the left mouse button with his fingers and scanned the computer screen. "And it's also difficult to get Gu Shen to believe it. The police should have mentioned Gu Zhengsong's confession to Gu Shen. The father and son may have a good relationship. Now Gu Shen hasn't turned Gu Zhengsong in... Boss, the plan you mentioned is not easy to implement."

"Because Gu Shen thought that Gu Zhengsong would get him out. With his ability and means, Gu Zhengsong could only get him out to preserve the things under Gu Shen's control. The father and son were scheming against each other. Gu Zhengsong gave the business to Gu Shen to run, so Gu Shen would naturally not be unprepared."

Chen Qizhao remembered that when Gu Shen entered the police car outside the hotel, the expression on his face did not look like the dejection of defeat, but rather calm, which meant that he had leverage in his hand. Even if he went in, he would have a way to get Gu Zhengsong to rescue him. "It's just that Gu Shen underestimated his father. Gu Zhengsong simply didn't want anything from Gu Shen and shirked all responsibility. He had no intention of rescuing Gu Shen at all. Gu Shen didn't know this. He would only think that the police or other people's words were just a way to induce a confession. He wouldn't believe it, and wouldn't reveal any information."

The man in the flowered shirt stopped tapping the mouse. "What do you want, boss?"

"There is only one way to make someone like Gu Shen betray Gu Zhengsong."

Chen Qizhao said casually: "Tell Gu Zhengsong the news, let Gu Zhengsong know that Gu Shen has something on him."

"But we are not sure whether Gu Shen has any evidence in his hand... Will Gu Zhengsong believe this news?" The man in the flowered shirt laughed when he heard this, with a little uncertainty in his tone: "Gu Zhengsong doesn't dare to take any action now..."

Chen Qizhao lowered his eyes, "Don't underestimate the bottom line of that crazy father and son. If they collude with a tiger, they will both be destroyed together."

Gu Shen must have evidence of Gu Zhengsong's guilt, and Gu Zhengsong will definitely find ways to eliminate it.

"If..." Chen Qizhao was halfway through his words when he suddenly noticed someone walking towards him from the distance in the bathroom.

There is a curtain blocking the entrance to the restaurant's bathroom, so you can't see people's faces clearly, but you can see people walking in the restaurant outside.

Chen Qizhao looked at the people who were getting closer and closer. After a while, someone lifted the curtain and walked in.

The man in the flowered shirt was still waiting for the boss's next words, but after waiting for a long time he didn't hear the second half of the "if". He was about to open his mouth to remind his boss, but he vaguely heard some noise on the other end of the phone, and then the call was hung up.

Shen Yuhuai looked at him, “I ordered you cola chicken wings rice, is that okay?”

Chen Qizhao watched Shen Yuhuai washing his hands, water flowing through his white and slender fingers, his eyes slightly lowered.

"Qi Zhao?"

When Shen Yuhuai called him, Chen Qizhao finally reacted and followed him back to the restaurant.

There were not many people in the store, and the waiter served the food very quickly. After a short while, the dishes ordered by the two were brought up. The delicious cola chicken wing rice was placed in front of Chen Qizhao.

Chen Qizhao has been eating light meals recently, including meat dishes. He was a little surprised when he saw the cola chicken wings. He did want to order cola chicken wings when he looked at the menu just now, but the phone call came in a hurry, so he didn't say it.

"Why don't you eat?" Shen Yuhuai looked at him.

Chen Qizhao picked up a piece of chicken wing and asked in a normal tone: "How did Brother Huai know that I wanted to eat this? Just order it casually?"

Shen Yuhuai said: “No.”

Chen Qizhao looked up at him.

Shen Yuhuai’s voice was steady: “The first time I came here to eat with you, you ordered cola chicken wings first, but you crossed them out in the end.”

Chen Qizhao stopped using the chopsticks and the chicken wing he was holding fell into the rice, splashing a little sauce.

"There's some stain on your arm, wipe it off."

Shen Yuhuai handed him a tissue, and helped him wipe the table in front of him, and said casually: “Do you remember what you said before?”

"What's the matter?" Chen Qizhao.

Shen Yuhuai looked into his eyes, his gaze full of seriousness and tenderness, and said, "You said you wouldn't lie to me."

Chen Qizhao paused for a moment and did not continue.

Shen Yuhuai noticed that his hand was clenched on the chopsticks, and the blue veins on his hand quickly sank after a slight fluctuation, and the subtle emotional exposure was restrained very well in an instant.

Silence seemed to be an inevitable result. Shen Yuhuai always knew that Chen Qizhao was lying to him. Some people carry secrets, so they always reveal unknown details inadvertently. The game consoles in the room were no longer moved, the interest in hobbies and interests has weakened, and the temperament and experience... There are too many things that can be traced back, including Chen Qizhao's natural and casual question when they first met, "No onions?"

The level of familiarity was as if they had had many conversations before, like a friend asking a question and knowing that he did not eat onions.

But Shen Yuhuai knew that Chen Qizhao at that time actually didn't remember his childhood, so he approached him cautiously with a well-behaved appearance.

Later, when an accident happened at a charity dinner, he noticed Chen Qizhao's sad eyes when he was supporting him.

The look in his eyes that was drowning in loneliness was still vivid in his mind. At that time, Chen Qizhao did not look for anyone else, asked him for help and believed him, and said some words that Shen Yuhuai had no memory of at all. Shen Yuhuai asked to confirm it at that time, and Chen Qizhao swore to confirm that it was him. It was not a dependence caused by hallucination, but it seemed that there really was such a past.

It seemed like a long time ago, Chen Qizhao had made some promises to him and done something for him, but he didn't see it, or didn't have the chance to see it.

Shen Yuhuai found it difficult to forget the emotion he felt at that time after having experienced such a heavy feeling once, so he began to pay attention to Chen Qizhao's every move.

Noticed his clumsy advances and how he was different from when he was a kid.

...noticing something buried deep inside, and gradually revealing unknown secrets as you get along with each other.

Chen Qizhao didn’t tell anyone, so Shen Yuhuai didn’t ask.

The silence between the two seemed to last a long time, so long that when Shen Yuhuai thought he would not get an answer from Chen Qizhao, he heard a reply.

Chen Qizhao said: "I don't hate eating onions."

Shen Yuhuai looked at him. The boy seemed a little conflicted. When he spoke, his eyes avoided him, just like the evasive eyes when lying, but Shen Yuhuai knew that he was not lying.

Chen Qizhao didn’t look at Shen Yuhuai, and after he finished speaking, he added: “Actually, I don’t like drinking milk, and I don’t like drinking orange juice when I have dinner together.”

Shen Yuhuai looked at him, "So what do you like to drink?"

The people who were dining in the restaurant left one table, and there seemed to be only two voices left at the table.

"Coke." Chen Qizhao seemed to be examining his own shortcomings and said little by little: "I also like to drink cold beer."

"Not much, just a little beer."

After Chen Qizhao finished speaking, he couldn't help but look at Shen Yuhuai.

Shen Yuhuai's eyes were normal under his glasses, and his voice was calm: "Yeah."

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Xiao Chen: Just drink a little bit.