The lights in the living room were turned on.
Li Yu'an was still sunken in the sofa, his wet eyes squinting due to the stimulation of the strong light.
Yan Cen's footsteps circled back again, and he bent down to look him in the eye, "Don't cry, it's my fault just now, I shouldn't have forced you to speak your mind."
But Pei Yi was right, Li Yu'an's inferiority complex and sensitive inner character, if there is no crisp and tough straight ball attack, he will only hide further and further.
Li Yu'an rolled his Adam's apple and denied it, "I didn't cry."
Then he stood up from the sofa. Before he could stand steadily, Yan Cen took the initiative to grab his wrist, "Do you want to go back to the room? It's this late, isn't it time to take a shower and go to bed?"
Li Yu'an exhaled lightly, "Yeah."
Yan Cen looked at his right foot, "This foot has just been bandaged and cannot be exposed to water for the time being. How are you going to take a shower? Is it convenient to use only one foot? Do you need..."
"No need!" Li Yu'an suddenly pulled his hand away, his whole face flushed.
Yan Cen was stunned for a moment, then he straightened him up and smiled, "Mr. Li, what are you thinking about? I just want to ask you, do you need to move a stool to the bathroom so that you can handle it yourself?"
He paused, and his tone was a little teasing, "Of course, if you need my help, I'm happy to do it."
Li Yu'an realized that his little head was confused and said in a muffled voice, "I, I'll just wash it simply today, I can do it alone."
Yan Cen continued, "Okay, I'll move a chair for you."
Five minutes later, the bathroom door closed.
Li Yu'an sat on the chair carefully, turned on the switch on the sink, and waited for the hot water.
The sound of running water echoed and covered the bathroom.
The height of the chair was just right, and Li Yu'an could see his face clearly through the mirror in front of him.
The tied-up hair has become a little messy, and the red at the corners of the eyes, cheeks and ears is mixed together. Although it cannot be described as "good-looking", it no longer has the "wolf" feeling as before.
Li Yu'an took off his towel and submerged it in the warm water. He grabbed a corner of the towel with his fingertips and swirled it in the water.
The sound of water swayed, and the waves of his heart swayed with it.
Li Yu'an thought of everything Yan Cen had just said in the dark. It was a more inspiring honesty than a confession, like a beam of distant light that was only desirable but unattainable, suddenly descended on him.
Warm.
It dispelled his loneliness for a long time, and also dispelled the chill around him.
"Yan Cen."
"I'm here."
"You didn't lie to me?"
"I won't lie to you."
"From now on, can I officially pursue you?"
"Yes."
These two conversations echoed in his ears again. Li Yu'an was so shy that he was distracted. He suddenly pressed his palm down a few times.
Plop -
a few piles of water suddenly flew up, splashing Li Yu'an's face.
"..."
Li Yu'an looked at the table that had been filled with water without him noticing, and finally came to his senses and quickly washed up.
Although his right foot was sprained and wrapped like a dumpling, fortunately it did not particularly affect his movements, and he could barely stand with the intact left foot.
Li Yu'an, who was in a good mood, spent some time washing up before slowly putting on his bathrobe and going out.
Sizzle.
The moment the door opened, Li Yu'an's smile froze in place.
Yan Cen was still leaning against the cabinet next to the bathroom door, and his eyes were fixed on him the moment the door opened.
Li Yu'an was not sure if it was an illusion, but in just a few seconds, he felt that the other person's eyes hidden under the lens became deeper and deeper, with a fatal attraction.
"..."
Li Yu'an realized something and quickly put away his bathrobe, fastened his belt, and asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"
He thought Yan Cen had left as soon as he entered the bathroom, so he didn't tidy up his bathrobe properly.
Yan Cen gently pushed his glasses and stood up, "When did I say I was leaving? It's not because I'm worried that you're inconvenient to move, but if you fall in the bathroom again, you'll have someone to take care of you, but..."
Li Yu'an tried hard to suppress the heat on his face, "But what?"
Yan Cen walked closer, "But Mr. Li seems to be very happy? I didn't hear you fall, but I vaguely heard you humming for a long time."
"..."
The heat in Li Yu'an's body quickly got out of control and rushed straight to his brain. He wanted to turn invisible and escape on the spot.
It's a pity that his foot was injured and he couldn't run away.
Speaking of which, Li Yu'an is almost gifted in singing, not that he's out of tune.
If he sings seriously, it's barely audible, but if he's happy and just hums, it depends on the room for performance.
Li Yu'an has been a proud and arrogant person since he was young. After realizing that he lacked musical sense in singing, he almost never revealed his shortcomings in front of outsiders.
Even if he was alone, he would just hum silently in his heart.
But today was different -
Yan Cen not only explained so much to him, but also repeated his confession seriously.
Even though Li Yu'an did not show it in front of him, he was still happy and excited in his heart. He hummed a few words unconsciously when he was not washing for a long time.
If he knew that Yan Cen was still waiting outside the bathroom, he would be mute even if he was beaten to death.
Yan Cen asked knowingly, "Why is your face so red? Is it hot in the bathroom?"
Li Yuan picked up the towel again and pretended to lower his head to wipe his hair, "It's quite hot, I've done it, you don't have to worry, you can..."
Yan Cen interrupted, "Don't worry, I'll be back later."
Li Yuan was stunned, "Later?"
"Let me blow your hair? Otherwise you will catch a cold." Yan Cen's sharp eyes saw the hair dryer hanging on the outer wall of the bathroom, "I'll leave when your hair is dry and you are ready to go to bed."
Li Yuan thought for a while, "I'll do it myself."
Yan Cen asked back, "Didn't you promise to let me pursue you?"
"..."
Is this the way to pursue someone?
Isn't this something that only couples do?
When Li Yu'an thought of this, his heartbeat was slowed down by the word "couple", and he responded inexplicably, "Oh."
The hot wind wrapped around his fingertips, passed through his hair, and brought a comfortable numbness.
Li Yu'an narrowed his eyes, revealing a rare sense of comfort.
Yan Cen caught his micro-expression, but did not say it out loud, "Why do you want to grow long hair?"
"Can't I?" Li Yu'an raised his eyes, "Or doesn't it look good?"
The second half of the sentence no longer had the previous inferiority and caution, but was instead tinged with a bit of arrogance of "I just like it".
Yan Cen coaxed him sincerely, "It looks good. This length suits you very well."
Li Yu'an heard the compliment and explained, "I also had short hair when I first entered college. Later..."
He seemed to have thought of something, and his tone became lighter, "Later, I was too busy, so I kept it for a while. Later, I got used to this length range, so I kept it forever."
Yan Cen understood why he was silent for a while, and his fingertips fiddled with the hair more gently. He went around to the front of Li Yu'an and carefully fiddled with every possible wetness.
The atmosphere became quiet, but not awkward.
Li Yu'an looked at Yan Cen in front of him through his messy hair, and a soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, the sound of the hair dryer stopped.
"What are you laughing at?"
"No."
"It's dried, see?"
"Yeah."
Li Yuan touched it casually and agreed.
In fact, as long as Yan Cen helped him blow dry his hair, whether it was not dried or permed, he would accept it all. After all, this was a scene that he had never even dreamed of before.
Time passed quickly and it was after eleven o'clock.
Yan Cen knew that Li Yuan was tired after a day, and the pain in his feet must have consumed his energy. "Go to bed early, I just got a soft pillow from the sofa in the living room, you can touch your calf a little."
Li Yuan accepted his kindness, "Well, be careful when you go home."
"Okay."
He turned off the lights and lay back on the bed softly until the sound of the door closing outside the house confirmed Yan Cen's departure.
Because of the restriction of his right foot, he couldn't sleep on his side for the time being.
Li Yu'an had no choice but to lie flat on the bed obediently, and he went over everything that happened tonight. When he thought of the door lock password that Yan Cen had asked, his heartstrings still tightened for a moment -
even now, Li Yu'an still wanted to hide his years of secret love. For him at the moment, the "love" given by Yan Cen was precious enough.
Even if the other party wanted to withdraw this feeling in the future, Li Yu'an hoped that the other party would be free of pressure, unconstrained, and not held hostage by his secret love.
Zizi.
I don't know how long it had been, and the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated.
Li Yu'an, who had not fallen asleep yet, seemed to realize something and immediately picked up his phone to check. Sure enough, it was a message from Yan Cen -
"I'm home, are you asleep?"
"..."
Half an hour had passed.
If he replied to Yan Cen's message now, wouldn't it reveal that he had been waiting for him to report that he was safe?
Li Yu'an's fingertips were fixed on the screen, with a little arrogance that he didn't even notice, pretending that he didn't see it. Just as he was about to put down his phone,
Yan Cen on the other side of the screen sent another voice message on WeChat, "Good night."
Simple and gentle, calm but seductive.
Li Yu'an couldn't help it and pressed the voice button, "Good night."
Whoosh!
The WeChat message was sent successfully.
Li Yu'an's heart was full of excitement, and he put down his phone and tried to fall asleep.
Even though he felt sleepy, everything about Yan Cen was still on his mind——
"Can I officially pursue you?"
It was not a dream.
It turned out that the person he liked really liked him too.
...
Li Yu'an slept very contentedly this time, but when he woke up in the morning, he still forgot about his leg injury, and he accidentally stretched it too hard, and the pain instantly dissipated his sleepiness.
"Hmm."
Li Yu'an sat up and took a long time to think about picking up the phone.
It was five minutes to ten.
As expected, on the first day of the holiday, the whole person was lazy.
There was still a WeChat message notification on the screen, which was sent by Yan Cen——
"Good morning, talk to me when you wake up."
The time was an hour and a half ago.
Li Yu'an's already low sleepiness disappeared completely and he quickly typed back, "Good morning."
The message on the other side of the screen came quickly, as if it was waiting, "Morning, did you get enough sleep?"
Li Yu'an smoothed down the few strands of his hair and said, "Yeah."
Within five seconds, the voice phone rang.
Li Yuan cleared his throat and answered the call. "Hello?"
Yan Cen's concerned voice came through the screen. "Does your foot still hurt?"
"It's okay, it doesn't hurt much."
Li Yuan didn't mention the little episode when he was half asleep and half awake. "Why... are you calling me now?"
Yan Cen chuckled. "Because I want to ask if sleepy Mr. Li is hungry? I've been waiting outside your door for so long. Can I unlock the password door and come in by myself now?"
"..."
Li Yuan took two or three seconds to confirm the meaning of this sentence. He got up anxiously. "You, you are at my door?"
Yan Cen did not deny it. "Well, your foot injury hasn't healed yet. Don't move around. If you agree, I will open the door myself and go in."
People have been waiting at the door for so long, Li Yuan naturally couldn't say anything to drive the guest away.
Zizizizi.
When Li Yu'an opened the bedroom door, the electronic door not far away was unlocked at the same time.
Yan Cen was standing outside the house, with both hands full of things.
Their eyes met.
Yan Cen saw Li Yu'an's slightly curled alopecia and laughed.
Li Yu'an supported himself against the wall with one hand and covered the back of his head with the other, "Why are you here?"
"I wanted to bring you breakfast, but now it seems I need to reheat it."
Yan Cen first lifted the breakfast bag in his right hand, and then weighed the heavier left hand.
"I also bought some food. I'll make you something for lunch."
"You have a foot injury now, and it's almost the end of the year. It's not convenient for you to cook. It's not good to order takeout for three meals a day."
Li Yu'an remembered the time when Yan Cen sent him a WeChat message, "Did you come early?"
Yan Cen understood what he meant, "Fortunately, when I sent you the first message, I was still buying things."
Li Yu'an snorted, "Since you're here, why don't you just come in?"
He had remembered it last night - the reason why Yan Cen knew the password of the electronic door was entirely due to his confusion on the day he had a high fever.
Yan Cen replied in a gentle voice, "Knowing the door lock is one thing, and entering and leaving without permission is another."
Even if Yan Cen said he wanted to pursue her, it was based on not touching Li Yu'an's bottom line.
Li Yu'an picked up the things in his hands again, "Are you allowing me to come in?"
Li Yu'an felt that he was asking this question on purpose, and hummed softly, "I didn't let you leave."
Yan Cen heard this arrogant muttering and temporarily put the things in his hands on the entrance, "Just got up?"
"Go wash up first, I'll heat up breakfast for you in the microwave, so you can fill your stomach first. Will you have lunch a little later today?"
Li Yu'an's inner joy blossomed again, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Yeah."
...
The two of them had breakfast together.
Li Yu'an glanced at the bags of ingredients in the kitchen several times. He was a complete novice in cooking and couldn't help asking, "Yan Cen, what did you buy so early in the morning?"
Yan Cen answered truthfully, "Some fresh vegetables, eggs, and a piece of pork leg bone. I'll make you some soup later."
"Soup?"
Li Yu'an was a little surprised. He didn't fully understand Yan Cen's cooking skills.
Yan Cen's eyes lingered on his face and said bluntly, "You are too thin. Have you been busy with work and haven't eaten on time in the past two years? You should take good care of yourself during the Spring Festival holiday."
Li Yu'an bit the straw of the soy milk, but his thoughts were a little wandering -
should I take good care of myself during the Spring Festival holiday?
Does this mean that you plan to cook for him every day?
Yan Cen asked, "What are you thinking about? Daydreaming again?"
Li Yuan gulped down the last mouthful of soy milk and changed the subject, "No, is it complicated to make soup?"
"It's okay if you are familiar with the process. If you are interested, you can watch next to me later."
Yan Cen glanced at his watch and explained the situation, "I will start preparing the ingredients for the soup at 11 o'clock. I still have more than half an hour. I will take care of the remaining work at your house."
Although the GM branch has a New Year holiday, the headquarters far away overseas still have documents that need Yan Cen's review and approval.
Li Yuan nodded, "Yeah."
...
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Yan Cen put down his tablet, got up and went into the kitchen.
He picked up the apron he bought last time at the supermarket, a simple set, and deliberately walked to Li Yuan's side, "Mr. Li, do me a favor and tie it at the back for me."
As he said that, he turned his back.
Li Yu'an's line of sight fell from Yan Cen's chin to his broad shoulders, and then along his back to his narrow waist.
Although the other party was wearing a thin sweater, some indescribable images appeared in his mind.
Li Yu'an quickly stopped this unreasonable thought and tied Yan Cen's sweater carefully, "Okay, okay."
Yan Cen took off his glasses, "Yeah."
Li Yu'an's face turned yellow because of his own imagination. He didn't dare to look directly at Yan Cen's face. He limped to the side of the living room, "It's a bit stuffy, open a window and get some fresh air."
Yan Cen let him go and turned into the kitchen.
When the cold wind blew from the window, Li Yu'an slowed down his inappropriate imagination.
——Ding Dong.
The doorbell rang suddenly.
Li Yu'an looked at the closed door in confusion, and said a little late, "Wait a minute, I'm coming."
He moved slowly to the door, and when he opened the door, he saw another familiar face.
Qin Yishun, who was over 1.9 meters tall, was standing upright at the door. Although he was wearing an ordinary coat, his aura was like that of a plainclothes officer on duty.
He was holding a pale pink insulation bag in his hand, which was not very suitable for the time. I don't know what was inside.
Li Yuan'an was stuck in thought, "...Brother?"
Qin Yishun heard his call, and the resolute facial lines tried to soften as quickly as possible, "Xiao An, is your leg injury better?"
"No, it doesn't hurt much." Li Yuan'an was still a little confused, "Brother, why are you here?"
"I asked you to send me the specific address last night, did you forget?" Qin Yishun tried his best not to show his serious side, "I asked Xiaoyi early in the morning, and found out the address from him."
As he spoke, Qin Yishun looked into the house, "Can I come in?"
Li Yuan quickly glanced at the kitchen, feeling inexplicably guilty.
Qin Yishun was very perceptive, "Is there anyone home? These shoes are not your size."
"..."
Li Yu'an hadn't figured out how to explain yet, but he still gave way to Qin Yishun and said, "Brother, come in first. It's a bit cold outside."
Qin Yishun nodded, "Okay."
The door was closed again.
Qin Yishun changed into slippers and lifted the bag in his hand. "Your foot is injured. I'm afraid you can't take care of yourself at home, so I made you something..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Cen, who heard the noise, came out of the kitchen to check the situation. "Yu An, who's here?"
Before the last word fell, the two people's eyes met in the air.
Qin Yishun's eyebrows were suddenly cold, and he asked, "Mr. Yan, why are you in Xiao An's house?"
Yan Cen picked up the glasses on the dining table and put them on slowly, "Hello, Mr. Qin."
"..."
Qin Yishun only then noticed the apron on Yan Cen, and his brows were twisted again.
What's good?
Since he is Bo Yueming's friend, he must be more than a simple person. The former has already "tricked" Pei Yi, the little stupid cat, away. Is there something going on here?
Li Yu'an always felt that the atmosphere was not right. Although he did not understand, he quickly explained, "Brother, Yan Cen also came because I injured my foot."
Yan Cen saw Qin Yishun's protectiveness and calmed down and continued, "Yes, Yu'an is not very good at cooking, I plan to make some pork bone soup for him."
"Pork bone soup?"
Qin Yishun lifted the thermos bag with more force, and tried to be polite, "Coincidentally, I also made pork bone soup for Xiao An early in the morning. He has me, his big brother, to take care of him, so it's better not to trouble Mr. Yan, a busy man."
As he said that, he put the thermos bag on the table, took out the well-sealed thermos inside, and opened it. The fragrance was overflowing and the hot steam was rising.
This set of insulation tools was brought from Pei Yuan last night, and it worked very well.
Li Yu'an approached slowly, "Brother, have you made soup for me?"
"Yes, there are three dishes below, which can be eaten with rice."
Qin Yishun was very friendly to Li Yu'an, but he had a different attitude when he looked at Yan Cen who was "scheming something bad," "Don't bother Mr. Yan for now."
Every word was not explicit, but was meant to drive the guest away.
Li Yu'an's eyes went back and forth between the two of them, and he was a little confused about the atmosphere.
Yan Cen was a smart man. He thought of his good friend Bo Yueming's previous confrontation with this protective brother-in-law, and immediately changed his mind and approach.
He pushed his glasses lightly, "Since Yu'an has Mr. Qin, the elder brother, to take care of him here, I will not interfere for the time being."
Yan Cen looked at Li Yu'an and temporarily took off his apron, "Yu'an, you guys can have a good time together, I'm leaving first."
"..."
Li Yu'an was stunned, not expecting Yan Cen to leave as soon as he said he would.
But as a relative, Qin Yishun came to visit out of concern, he naturally couldn't just chase him away.
Yan Cen caught the disappointment that flashed across Li Yu'an's eyes, and said in a gentle voice, "If you need anything, you can contact me at any time."
After that, he politely nodded to Qin Yishun and left home with his things.
Qin Yishun looked at Yan Cen's quick departure, and his guard in his heart was reduced. In contrast, he even had a subtle recognition -
this Yan guy was more discerning than the Bo guy.
The door closed lightly.
Li Yu'an suppressed his slight disappointment and looked at the three dishes and one soup that Qin Yishun brought. "Brother, did you make all these?"
For a novice cook, those who can cook are the masters.
Qin Yishun took out the sterilized chopsticks and handed them over, "Well, sit down and try it. Is it to your taste?"
Li Yu'an sat down, surprised and a little ashamed, "Brother, you don't have to be so troublesome. I, I..."
"Xiao'an, I won't say more--"
Qin Yishun knows countless people. After these few contacts, he roughly understands Li Yu'an's character.
"To me, you and Xiaoyi are the same. I treat you as my own brothers. I will give Xiaoyi the care and attention, and I will give it to you in the future." "
You don't need to have a psychological burden. Family members should take care of each other and support each other, right?"
Both Pei Yi and Li Yu'an have suffered a lot of hardships that outsiders cannot understand in recent years.
As the eldest brother, Qin Yishun wanted to make up for it in his own way, which was also his responsibility as an elder brother.
"…"
Family?
Li Yu'an muttered this word silently, and hurriedly lowered his head to hide the sadness in his eyes, "Yeah."
Qin Yishun was not a sentimental person. He pushed the most fragrant pork bone soup, "Try it?"
Li Yu'an took a sip and gave the highest praise, "Yeah, it smells good!"
Qin Yishun's seemingly cold eyebrows showed a little satisfaction. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that his brother in front of him was well-behaved, "As long as you like it."
Li Yu'an scooped another sip of soup, still thinking about Pei Yi, "Is Pei Yi there?"
Qin Yishun thought of his younger brother Pei Yi who had been kidnapped a long time ago, and was a little depressed, "He is satisfied with the desserts that Bo Yueming feeds him every day, stupid."
Li Yu'an laughed.
Qin Yishun knew that Pei Yi was being taken care of by Bo Yueming, so he was not worried. "Xiao An, you look thin. During the Spring Festival holiday, I'll come to your house every day to make you some delicious food?"
"..."
Li Yu'an swallowed a mouthful of soup, uncertain, "Every, every day?"
He was already very satisfied to get a little love from Qin Yishun as a brother. Would it be too much to come to his house every day to cook for him?
Li Yu'an was considering this, but Qin Yishun misunderstood.
He thought Li Yu'an didn't like this kind of daily contact, so he changed his words, "Then Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, I'll send you some food every other day. If you have anything you like to eat, just ask me."
Li Yu'an met Qin Yishun's gaze, hesitated for a while, and finally learned to accept, "Okay."
...
The two brothers chatted for more than an hour.
Qin Yishun thought that Li Yu'an needed to take a nap to replenish his energy, so he took the initiative to end the topic and chose to leave. After
eating and drinking, Li Yu'an looked at the suddenly empty living room, feeling satisfied and lost at the same time——
"Satisfied" because of Qin Yishun's concern as an elder brother, "disappointed" because of Yan Cen who chose to leave temporarily.
Li Yu'an was not sleepy, so he did not rush back to his room.
He was stuck in the sofa, fiddling with the interface of his mobile phone, his fingertips repeatedly going in and out of the WeChat chat box belonging to Yan Cen.
Yan Cen on the other side of the screen seemed to sense his entanglement, and a message popped up -
"Are you full? Did your elder brother leave?"
The time was just right.
Li Yu'an unconsciously became more energetic, "Well, how did you know?"
Voice calls once again replaced text chats.
Li Yu'an went from being nervous the first time to being fully adapted now, "Hello?"
Yan Cen took the initiative to start the conversation, "Guess how I knew that?"
A guess flashed through Li Yu'an's mind, but he didn't dare to say it directly, "How did you know what?"
Yan Cen asked in return, "Does your elder brother prepare food for you every day? I was thinking of meeting you every day under the pretext of 'cooking at home', what a pity."
"..."
Meet every day?
Li Yu'an found this word very tempting and took a deep breath, "What a pity?"
Yan Cen told the truth, "Unfortunately, Yue Mingyi told me from his own experience that if you want to pursue Qin Yishun's younger brother, you must not go against his elder brother-in-law."
It was not a confession, but it was almost as powerful as a confession.
Li Yu'an's head was buzzing with excitement. He tried to restrain himself for a long time but still failed. "If you want, you can come."
He said it softly, and it was even more vague over the phone.
Yan Cen asked, "What?"
Li Yu'an was too embarrassed to repeat himself, so he changed his way of speaking. "Big brother only said to come on the 2nd, 4th, and 6th."
Yan Cen on the other side of the screen laughed uncontrollably, forcing him to admit, "Are you inviting me to meet you on the 1st, 3rd, 5th, and 7th?"
Li Yu'an's ears turned red, but his pride made him find a lame excuse. "That's not what I meant. I just don't know how to cook. If you are free... come and teach me." I. "
Yan Cen Zhao Quan accepted," Okay, today is Wednesday, do you want me to come to the door? "
Li Yuan just answered directly and asked," Didn't you buy the dishes? Shun left and sent a message, the other party must have
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