The car drove smoothly into the private garage.

Yan Cen glanced to the side and saw that Li Yuan was drunk and sleeping in the passenger seat.

He got out of the car quickly and went around to the other side.

The sound of two doors opening and closing startled Li Yuan. He seemed to be frightened and suddenly closed his eyes and straightened up, but fell back under the restriction of the seat belt.

"Um..."

"Don't worry."

Yan Cen unbuckled his seat belt in time, stood by the car door and leaned forward slightly, "We're here, are you sober?"

Li Yuan stared at him for several seconds, and his long eyelashes fluttered softly, revealing a bit of softness and fragility that he would never easily reveal on weekdays.

Yan Cen didn't ask much, but just gently picked him up again.

"..."

Although it is an indoor private garage, there is still a temperature difference between the inside and outside of the car.

Li Yu'an subconsciously grabbed his arm, shivered a little from the cold, and uttered a meaningless nasal sound.

Yan Cen grabbed his slipping coat and held him tighter, then walked quickly towards home.

…

Since Yan Cen came back from abroad, he has been living alone in the single apartment.

When designing the apartment in the early years, there was no extra guest bedroom, but this space was converted into a fitness equipment room. Naturally, there was no extra room for Li Yu'an to sleep at this moment.

Yan Cen did not hesitate at all, and took Li Yu'an directly into his master bedroom, gently placed him on his bed, and helped him take off his shoes and socks.

"Hmm."

Li Yu'an raised his eyelids with great effort, not quite sure of the environment he was in, "Where?"

"At my home."

Yan Cen explained in a gentle voice, pulling the quilt to one side, "Are you cold?"

Li Yu'an pulled the quilt away from his body and muttered, "I haven't taken a shower, it's dirty."

Yan Cen chuckled, "It's okay, don't catch a cold."

Li Yu'an covered his head and frowned, "I feel dizzy."

Yan Cen regretted that he was not careful and should not have let the other party drink together.

He pulled the quilt again to wrap Li Yu'an, and whispered, "If you are not sleepy, wait for me here? I'll get you some warm water and hangover medicine."

Li Yu'an lowered his head and said nothing, probably because he was confused and didn't understand completely.

Some people act like a spoiled brat and throw tantrums when they are drunk, but he is the type who becomes calmer the more drunk he is.

"Wait for me here."

Yan Cen did not force him to respond and got up to walk out.

"..."

Li Yu'an heard the noise of him walking out and unconsciously raised his eyes to look for Yan Cen's back. He stared at him intently until he completely disappeared at the bedroom door.

Time passed quietly.

When Yan Cen came back into the room with warm water, he met Li Yu'an's eyes at first sight.

He was wet with the water from being drunk, and you would have thought he was a poor puppy abandoned by his owner.

"I can't find any hangover medicine at home. I've already placed an order for takeout. It will probably take some time for it to be delivered. Are you very dizzy?"

Yan Cen sat on the bed and handed over the warm water he had prepared. "Here."

Li Yuan stared at the transparent water cup for a while and said in a very low voice, "I don't want it. It's bitter."

Yan Cen laughed, "Are you drunk? This is water, not hangover medicine."

Li Yuan'an's eyes moved from the water cup to Yan Cen's face and he kept mumbling, "No medicine."

Yan Cen was helpless, "You don't want to drink water either?"

Li Yuan stared at the face in front of him and involuntarily tightened the quilt on his knees. He answered the question irrelevantly, "Don't look at me. I, I hate being seen by you."

"..."

The curve of Yan Cen's mouth slightly condensed, "What?"

Before he could ask the reason, Li Yu'an groaned aggrievedly, "My clothes are dirty, I'm so ugly."

Yan Cen was slow to understand the meaning of this sentence -

twice in a row at the banquet, Li Yu'an's suit was either dusted by the fire extinguisher, or his sweater was soaked in red wine.

With the arrogance in Li Yu'an's bones, even if he pretended to be indifferent on the surface, he would feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Look, he was secretly uncomfortable and only now was he willing to reveal a few words.

Yan Cen sighed lightly, with a bit of coaxing a child, "Not ugly at all, quite good-looking."

Li Yu'an pursed his lips, not believing it, but from the relaxed brows, it was obvious that he was flattered.

Yan Cen handed the water over again and continued to hold it, "Mr. Li, are you thirsty? Give me some face and drink some water before going to sleep?"

"Hmm."

Li Yu'an moved over and drank two sips reluctantly, "... dizzy."

"Lie down and sleep." Yan Cen placed the cup of water on the bedside. Since he didn't like to take hangover medicine, he could rely on sleep to relieve the effects of the hangover.

Li Yu'an tried to lie down, but sat up again in less than two seconds, with his brows wrinkled even more.

"What's wrong? Is the pillow uncomfortable?"

"..."

Li Yu'an silently took off the small black rubber band on the back of his head and threw it on the ground in a petulant manner, "It hurts!" The

small rubber band on the back of his head hurt him, which really made it difficult to sleep.

Yan Cen understood and picked it up for him, "Don't throw it around, you won't need it tomorrow morning?"

Li Yuan threw the rubber band away again, "I have plenty!"

The alcohol began to exert its stuffy effect in his body. He no longer paid attention to Yan Cen in front of him, and suddenly started a new round of lifting the quilt and taking off his sweater.

Even when he lay down and curled up in the quilt, he tossed and turned, and arched his back, as if he was very dissatisfied with this unfamiliar quilt.

Even though he didn't say a word of alcohol throughout the whole process, the small movements every now and then really wasted time.

Yan Cen let Li Yuan make a fuss for a while, and finally couldn't help but remind him, "Okay, come out."

"..."

Li Yu'an stuck half of his head out from under the quilt. His overlong hair was messed up by his hair, making him look indescribably lively and agile.

Yan Cen suppressed his smile and pretended to be serious in his tone, "Li Yu'an, go to sleep."

Li Yu'an blinked uncertainly when he heard his full name.

Within three seconds, he lay down obediently and closed his eyes, without even making any unnecessary movements.

Yan Cen was distracted by the tenderness that the man in front of him showed from time to time, so he had to pull the quilt on both sides of him, "Don't kick the quilt randomly, it will be cold when you fall asleep later, good night."

Li Yu'an groaned, and soon his breathing became steady under the urging of the alcohol.

Yan Cen sat by the bed for a while, and after confirming that the other party had fallen asleep, he stood up and adjusted the heating temperature for Li Yu'an, and then walked out quietly.

The takeaway was delivered before the time limit.

Yan Cen did not want to disturb Li Yu'an who was sleeping soundly, but just put it on the coffee table for use.

He remembered what Li Yu'an said to him before he got drunk, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Within ten seconds, the call was connected.

Although they were in the living room, Yan Cen still deliberately lowered his voice, "Hello, Yueming, it's me."

Bo Yueming's voice on the other end of the phone was also very soft, as if he was afraid of waking someone up, "What's the matter?"

"I remember that Bo's group has a special chain of housing stores?" Yan Cen took off his glasses that he had worn for a long time and rubbed his swollen temples, "Do me a favor, let your people help me find a better independent apartment."

"It has to be close to Chunyang Road, and it would be best if we can move in tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. As for the price..."

He paused, thinking of the economic conditions that Li Yu'an might face recently.

Bo Yueming understood his friend's concern from his friend's few words, and responded immediately, "I know, I'll have someone contact him as soon as possible and try to give you an answer tomorrow."

"Thank you."

"That's it for now. When I have the house information, I'll have Lin Zhong send it to you."

"Okay."

Yan Cen hung up the phone and rubbed his nose out of habit.

In fact, he had an impulsive idea just now, trying to let Li Yu'an stay at home, but then he thought about it and this impulse was suppressed by reason -

firstly, because the two of them had established a "friend" relationship, he couldn't let his selfishness destroy this trust, and respect was the premise for the development of the relationship.

Secondly, although his apartment was large, there was indeed no space for a guest bedroom. Without a close relationship, it would definitely be inconvenient for the two of them to live in the same room.

Thirdly, he understood Li Yu'an's hidden pride and self-esteem, and the other party would definitely not accept such an arrangement. Instead of making things difficult for the other party, it would be better to help solve the problem.

Yan Cen completely put aside his immature impulses, turned around and went back into the room.

...

When Li Yu'an woke up, there was still a little bit of dizziness in his brain after being drunk. He looked at the unfamiliar layout of the room around him and observed it blankly for a long time.

Suddenly, a wave of fragmented memories surged from the depths of his mind until they formed a complete memory.

"..."

Li Yu'an felt his heart stop, his mind full of disbelief -

did Yan Cen return to the office last night? And took him home?

Wait, he wouldn't get drunk and crazy in front of him, right? What to do now?

Before Li Yu'an could completely confirm the authenticity of the "memories", footsteps were heard at the door, which made him straighten up immediately.

In just three seconds, Yan Cen pushed the door open and appeared in front of him.

Yan Cen saw Li Yu'an who had already gotten up, with a simple smile on the corner of his mouth, "Awake?"

He was wearing comfortable home clothes, and he looked a lot gentler and more reserved.

Li Yu'an had never seen Yan Cen like this before. For a moment, his heartbeat and passion were so intense that he was stunned. "...Mr. Yan."

Yan Cen heard the "back to the time before liberation" address and reluctantly approached, "You seem to be still drunk? Didn't we agree to call each other by name in private?"

Li Yu'an was not used to it for a while. After hearing the other party's emphasis, he changed his words in a low voice, "Yan Cen."

Yan Cen asked him, "Did you sleep enough? Are you still dizzy?"

Li Yu'an shook his head, wanting to ask clearly, but was inexplicably embarrassed to speak.

"I didn't think it through last night. I shouldn't have let you mix white wine with beer. I left my phone in your office, and when I went back, I saw that you were very drunk."

"I was worried, so I brought you back without permission. I hope you don't mind."

Yan Cen explained simply, without deliberately mentioning the drunken scene that might make Li Yu'an feel shy and embarrassed.

Li Yu'an was not drunk enough last night to black out, but he was too embarrassed to admit it. "Sorry, I, I don't remember it clearly."

"It's okay, as long as you don't feel uncomfortable." Yan Cen replied. It was a lovely contrast, and it was good for him to remember and treasure it by himself.

"Are you hungry? I'll cook some millet porridge and some side dishes, so you can eat before you go out?" Yan Cen continued to remind him gently, "The bathroom has been filled with brand new toiletries for you, and I also found a clean sweater."

"You can change into it if you want to take a shower, but the size may be too big."

Li Yu'an silently accepted his kindness, and at the same time, his eyes were buried lower.

He fell asleep as soon as he got drunk last night, and he was lying on Yan Cen's bed? Covered with his quilt?

Li Yu'an's eyes touched the quilt still covering his legs, and he suddenly jumped with nervousness, "By the way, how about changing the quilt cover? I'll take it to the store to wash it?"

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about these little things."

Yan Cen saw his embarrassment but comforted him easily, changing the subject, "There's something burning in the pot, I'll go watch it first, you clean it up yourself?"

Li Yu'an felt his heart beat hard to control, and nodded, "Okay."

...

As soon as Yan Cen left the room, Li Yu'an quickly put on his clothes, searched the direction of the bathroom and ran in.

Until the moment his eyes met the mirror, he felt as if he was electrocuted——

After a night of sleeping, the overly long hair was pressed into a mess by sleep, and there were even a few tufts of hair sticking out, which made him look particularly silly.

Thinking of how he had just spoken to Yan Cen in this state, Li Yu'an was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into, and his whole face turned red at lightning speed.

"Ahhhhhh——"

"Fuck, this is so embarrassing!"

Li Yu'an stomped on the ground twice, and then he barely suppressed his embarrassing scream.

He hurriedly used his hands to smooth out his hair twice, and when he tried to tie it up out of habit, he found that his rubber band was missing.

Fragments of the picture appeared in his mind again, reminding him that he had lost the rubber band.

"..."

Li Yu'an covered his face, feeling that he simply had no face to face Yan Cen again. Fortunately, he caught a glimpse of the well-prepared supplies on the sink, and his attention was diverted for a moment.

These, were all prepared for him by Yan Cen?

Li Yu'an's mouth curled up easily, and for a moment he didn't care about being embarrassed. He tidied himself up in the bathroom and folded the quilt carefully before leaving the room.

Thinking of everything that happened last night, he developed a secret sense of happiness.

As soon as he approached the kitchen, bursts of fragrance wafted in.

Several exquisite side dishes for porridge had been placed on the table, some of which were still steaming, and they were obviously freshly made.

Yan Cen from the kitchen brought out the already warm millet porridge and happened to bump into Li Yu'an who was standing at the edge of the restaurant. He chuckled, "Come on, it's time to eat."

Li Yu'an met Yan Cen's gaze, but still couldn't help but care about his image. He subconsciously reached out and pressed the back of his head, fearing that there were still some "escaped" ahoge hairs that would stand up.

Yan Cen noticed his little awkwardness, "What's wrong?"

Li Yu'an approached slowly, "...I think I lost the rubber band, and my hair is a little messy."

"No."

Yan Cen folded the sleeve of his right hand and took off the small black rubber band around his wrist, "Is this it? I was afraid that you would look for it after waking up, so I kept it for you."

He took two steps forward and handed it to Li Yu'an, "Do you need to go to the bathroom to take care of it?"

Li Yu'an was stunned. He didn't expect that such a small rubber band was carefully kept by Yan Cen.

He reached out to take it embarrassedly, always feeling that there was still the other person's body temperature on it, and his fingertips couldn't help but pinch it tighter, "No, just tie it casually."

Li Yu'an didn't want to be so hesitant in front of Yan Cen, so he didn't divide his hair into upper and lower layers as before, but pulled all the hair at the back of his head.

The length is just right.

There are a few strands of hair that are too short and fall out, hanging down along the graceful line of the neck, as if they are going to get into the sweater.

"..."

Yan Cen's eyes wandered uncontrollably on the neck of the person in front of him for a moment, his breathing was disrupted for half a second, and he was a little flustered, "Let's eat."

Li Yu'an didn't notice his abnormality and nodded, "Okay."

The side dishes on the table exuded an alluring aroma, and the millet porridge was sweet.

Li Yu'an came back to his senses and was a little surprised at the richness of breakfast, "...Did you make all of them?"

Yan Cen nodded calmly, "Yeah, I got up a little early, so I made more side dishes."

The heating temperature last night was just right for Li Yu'an, but it was a little high for Yan Cen, who was naturally afraid of heat, and there was another person sleeping in the bed.

Even if Li Yu'an's sleeping posture was very good, Yan Cen still had trouble falling asleep and woke up earlier.

Yan Cen had a homely attitude. He would never give up breakfast if he could make it himself. Today, with Li Yu'an at home, he naturally prepared a richer breakfast.

Li Yu'an took a sip of the warm millet porridge, his eyes slightly brightened, "So you can cook?"

Yan Cen did not show off, "I have been overseas for a long time, so I know a little bit. Try it and see if it suits your taste?" No matter how

picky Li Yu'an was about food, he could not find any faults at this moment. Instead, he felt emotional, "...I haven't sat down to eat breakfast like this for a long time."

The Li family initially hired a housekeeper and a nanny, and lived in a small three-story house in a wealthy area.

Later, the company went bankrupt, and in order to save money, the family dismissed the maid and moved into a suite.

Li Xiao, who felt guilty, would always make time to cook for his wife and children no matter how busy he was, and try his best to meet their needs.

In a sense, Li Xiao was a very qualified father and a sufficiently good husband.

Otherwise, An Yang would not have been so shocked after his death, and even attributed all the faults to Li Yu'an, who was "not his biological son."

Since Li Xiao's death, Li Yu'an has hardly eaten a hot meal at home. An Yang didn't have the heart to cook for him, and he himself was a novice in cooking, so he didn't have time to study and was too lazy to waste time.

Even though he started working steadily in the past two years, Li Yu'an basically reduced his meals to lunch and dinner.

Yan Cen saw that Li Yu'an was absent-minded, "What are you thinking about? Eat it while it's hot. If you don't have enough millet porridge, there's more in the kitchen."

Li Yu'an came back to his senses and took another bite of the warm millet porridge. Although he didn't say it on the surface, the smile on his forehead still betrayed his mood at the moment.

Yan Cen observed Li Yu'an's expression calmly, and when he saw that he was eating happily, he also relaxed his mood.

He asked, "By the way, are you free later today?"

Li Yu'an glanced over and said, "Yes, I don't work on weekends." Yan Cen went

straight to the point, "Then I'll accompany you to look at houses in the afternoon?"

Li Yu'an was surprised, "House?"

"Isn't it said that it is difficult to find a suitable rental house recently? I asked a friend for you last night, and I heard that there is a nice one in the Junan high-end community near Chunyang Road."

"It's just a second sublease. The original tenant signed a one-year contract, but he had to move out a few days ago because of a change in work, so he vacated the house."

"The supporting facilities are all complete, and the security of the high-end community is reliable. Well, take a look--"

Yan Cen took out his mobile phone, opened the house information he received early in the morning, and handed it to Li Yu'an for personal review.

"However, because it is a second sublease, the lease term is only five months. At the end of March next year, you may need to renew the lease contract with the original landlord. If you think it is suitable, you can use it as a transitional house temporarily."

Li Yu'an did not expect Yan Cen to help with this important matter, and he was somewhat touched.

He carefully read the information and photos on the other party's mobile phone. Whether it was the location, the sublease price, or the house itself, it perfectly met his temporary needs.

"Okay."

Yan Cen heard his answer and breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as you think it's okay, the other party seems to be free in the afternoon. Then I will accompany you to see the real situation of the house."

In fact, assistant Lin Zhong provided more than one set of houses. Yan Cen helped to temporarily screen them before telling Li Yu'an.

Li Yu'an thought for a moment and said, "I'll write down the contact information. I'll go there myself this afternoon. I won't bother you."

Yan Cen replied, "No trouble. Besides, I asked someone to find this house in the first place. I still have to check it myself to avoid any problems in the future and doing bad things with good intentions."

"..."

Li Yu'an hesitated for a few seconds, but finally did not reject the other party's kindness, "Okay then."

Yan Cen stopped there and his eyes returned to his bowl, "Do you want some more porridge?"

Li Yu'an saw that his small bowl was almost empty without him noticing, and he felt a little unsatisfied, "...Yeah."

...

The second-hand landlord was a straightforward young man, and he had reported his situation to the original landlord early on.

Therefore, Li Yu'an's process of looking for a house to rent went more smoothly than he had imagined. They agreed to meet at 2pm, and the subletting procedure was completed before 3pm.

Li Yu'an had already packed his more important luggage and clothes and had kept them in the trunk of his car. After confirming that the house

was rented, he moved in. Although it was a temporary "home", his floating heart finally settled down.

Li Yu'an looked at Yan Cen beside him and mustered up his courage, "Yan Cen, thank you. If you hadn't asked someone to help me, I don't think I would have found a suitable house so quickly."

Yan Cen met his gaze, still gentle, "Why are you being polite to me? Aren't we friends anymore?"

Li Yu'an smiled faintly at the corner of his eyes and asked him, "Are you free tonight? How about I treat you to dinner again?"

Other than that, he couldn't think of a better way to express "thank you".

Upon hearing this, Yan Cen pushed his glasses slightly, "Instead of treating us, why not go to the supermarket to buy some food and cook at home? You just moved in today, and according to the older generation, you have to add some homely atmosphere."

Li Yuan'an didn't quite understand what this said, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Is there such a saying?"

Yan Cen nodded as a matter of course, "Yes, and you should be short of some daily necessities, right? You can just go to the supermarket to buy them, and as for dinner, just keep it simple." "

..."

Li Yuan felt that what Yan Cen said seemed to make sense, but he was a little worried about his cooking skills.

He was silent and thought seriously for a long time, then raised his eyes and asked uncertainly, "Yan Cen, can we have hot pot?"

He spoke very softly, revealing a kind of tenderness and coquettishness that he himself did not even notice.

Yan Cen's heart trembled slightly, and he didn't react for a while, "Hot pot?"

Li Yu'an sighed slightly, and rarely put aside his little pride and admitted his shortcomings, "I'm not particularly good at cooking, hot pot seems to be simple."

Since it was agreed to be a "treat", even if it was at home, he had to be the chef.

Li Yu'an's ears were a little hot, but he still politely asked the guest's opinion, "Is it okay?"

"Of course no problem."

Yan Cen couldn't help but smile, and lowered his head inconspicuously to close the distance between the two, "You can do whatever you want, even if you eat instant noodles, I'll accompany you."