"Brother, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask any more questions." The young man said in a low voice.
Yan Xi looked up and saw a flash of hurt in Lou Jinchuan's eyes. His lips moved twice and he said in a deep voice, "Xiao Jin, I'm sorry. I didn't want to hide it from you, but I can't let you continue to worry about the sweet and sour spare ribs. That taste... is indeed something only he can make."
Hearing this, Lou Jinchuan's facial muscles twitched slightly, but his expression remained calm. "Can I know who he is?"
When the memories came to her mind, Yan Xi's eyes couldn't help but become sore and her heart ached. In order to prevent him from seeing it, she quickly turned her head away, "He is the person I care about the most, and the person who cares about me the most, but I can't find him. I don't even know if he is in this world."
Lou Jinchuan stared at him blankly, his body a little stiff, "Is he the one that Senior Brother loves?"
Yan Xi nodded and remained silent.
In fact, he didn't dare to speak now, his throat was very dry and a little sore.
A simple nod carries all the boy's extravagant hopes.
All those extravagant hopes collapsed at this moment.
Such a bloody fact made Lou Jinchuan suddenly feel cold all over. He looked at the young man in front of him who felt sorry for others, and tried hard to restrain his inner desire, the desire to restrain the desire to tell him about the past two years from when he was ignorant to when he discovered that he liked him.
He smiled, a perfect smile on his face, "Since it can't be found, perhaps you can try to forget it, it will be less painful."
Yan Xi nodded. Only he knew the actual situation. "I will."
Seeing that he had taken his words to heart, the young man couldn't help but smile and gave him another piece. "Come on, Senior Brother, from now on, eat the sweet and sour pork ribs I make. Remember its taste."
"Okay." Yan Xi's clear eyes were filled with a hint of smile.
Since they had decided to stay here for a few days, Yan Xi and Pang Hao discussed it and told He Wei and his mother truthfully that he needed to go out and relax, and that they didn't need to be disturbed during this period.
But there is a problem now, where will Yan Xi sleep at night?
There are not many rooms in the farmhouse. The three brothers Wang Xiaoer, Zhao Zhi and Zhu Li each have one room, and Lou Jinchuan has one room. There are no more rooms left.
Wang Xiaoer suggested that he and Zhao Zhi squeeze in, and the two hit it off immediately. However, Lou Jinchuan rejected the plan.
"Your room is near the chicken and goose coops, so it's a bit noisy. You're used to it, so you won't mind it. But my brother needs to rest well recently, so too much noise is not good."
Wang Xiaoer, Zhao Zhi, and Zhu Li: "..."
"So what does the young master mean?"
Lou Jinchuan looked at Yan Xi and said, "How about this, my room is relatively quiet, how about you squeeze in with me, Senior Brother?"
Yan Xi accepted it happily, "Okay." He wasn't picky anyway.
The young man curled his lips in triumph when he heard this.
But he miscalculated a little. Yan Xi insisted on sleeping on the floor and no amount of persuasion would work.
Lou Jinchuan compromised and said, "Brother, there is order of seniority. You should sleep on the bed and I will sleep on the floor."
"No, you are still young, how can you sleep on the floor? I am your senior brother, so naturally I have to sleep on the floor." Yan Xi said with a stern face.
After much arguing, Lou Jinchuan had to compromise.
Yan Xi has always had a good sleep, and he was exhausted recently because of the imperial examination, so he almost fell asleep with his head touching the pillow.
People who practice martial arts can easily tell whether someone is really asleep or pretending to sleep. After Lou Jinchuan confirmed that he was really asleep, he got up from the bed and gently carried him back to bed.
In the dim flickering candlelight, he lay beside and stared quietly at the young man's handsome face. His hand with distinct knuckles touched the young man's cheek, slowly moved down, supported his chin, and his eyes were inexplicably fixed on the pink lips.
The boy approached little by little, his heart pounding wildly, and his brain was inexplicably excited when their lips overlapped.
Soft and smooth, so comfortable.
Inadvertently, she lost control and moved a little too much, causing the sleeping person to frown and hum in dissatisfaction. Subconsciously, she pushed him away, smacked her lips, and muttered, "Han Chengyi, stop kissing me. I want to sleep."
The young man's voice was familiar, mixed with a little dissatisfaction and complaints, softly, as if he was acting coquettishly.
After saying that, he tugged at the quilt, showing no intention of waking up.
Lou Jinchuan's expression froze for a moment, and he was unable to react for a moment.
The delicate eyes are deep and dark, revealing a coldness.
For a long time, he clenched his fists, making a creaking sound, and a cruel look was hidden on his expressionless face.
Han, Cheng, Yi, it turns out that the person he likes is called Han Cheng Yi.
Lou Jinchuan stared at Yan Xi coldly, took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, hugged him tightly, buried his head in his neck, and took a deep breath.
You are the only person I care about, and the person you care about the most is me.
…
The next morning, when Yan Xi woke up, he was lying on the ground. The sunlight was pouring down, which was a bit dazzling.
He rubbed his eyes and prepared to get some water to wash.
Lou Jinchuan had expected this, and came in on time with hot water, a smile on his face, "Brother, breakfast is ready, just wash up and you can eat."
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