Xiao Xin looked into his eyes, about to say something, when suddenly a burnt smell wafted to her nose.
Xiao Xin asked, "What's burnt?"
Fu Yan looked back, quickly let go of Xiao Xin's hand, and turned to turn off the stove.
"Brother, please sit down first, dinner will be served soon."
"Um."
Xiao Xin glanced at his busy back, turned around and walked out of the kitchen. After changing into some home clothes, she washed her hands and sat down at the dining table.
Since Fu Yan came to live in this house, it has been spotless everywhere.
Xiao Xin rested her chin on her hand, lost in thought. The warm yellow light from above shone on Fu Yan's busy figure, creating a bright and cozy scene.
Xiao Xin felt that the scene was too unreal, like a dream.
Fu Yan took off the apron from his waist and turned around to see Xiao Xin staring at him in a daze.
He walked up to Xiao Xin, bent down and placed a kiss on his lips. "Are you tired, brother?"
Xiao Xin stared blankly into Fu Yan's deep, dark eyes for a moment, then reached out and hugged Fu Yan's neck before kissing him.
Fu Yan was still in a daze when Xiao Xin suddenly pried open his lips.
He squinted, scrutinizing Xiao Xin's trembling long eyelashes, as if he could see the unease in his heart.
Fu Yan threw down the apron in her hand, hugged Xiao Xin's waist tightly, and responded to him with an even more passionate kiss.
Xiao Xin felt his enthusiasm, and the slight sense of unreality in her heart was instantly filled.
After five minutes of arguing, Xiao Xin gently pushed Fu Yan's arm away and said breathlessly, "Let's eat first?"
Fu Yan reluctantly bit his lip, but not wanting Xiao Xin to go hungry, she said "okay" in a hoarse voice.
The two of them were very quiet during the meal.
Xiao Xin was trying to compose himself and figure out how to tell Fu Yan about going to work.
Seeing that Xiao Xin looked exhausted, Fu Yan didn't say anything, but occasionally put food on his plate.
After finishing her meal, Xiao Xin took a bath towel and went into the bathroom.
Fu Yan followed closely behind him, stopping him from closing the bathroom door, then smiled at Xiao Xin: "Brother, let's shower together."
Xiao Xin said nothing, opened the door, and went into the bathroom.
Fu Yan took it as tacit agreement, went into the bathroom, and closed the door.
Xiao Xin filled the tub with water, quickly took off her clothes, and soaked in the bathtub.
He rested his hands on the edge of the bathtub, tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and relaxed, enjoying the comfortable water temperature.
Fu Yan took off his clothes and squatted down behind Xiao Xin to massage his shoulders.
Xiao Xin smiled and enjoyed Fu Yan's attentive service.
Fu Yan applied just the right amount of pressure, which felt very comfortable on the back of his neck.
Xiao Xin suddenly asked, "You can also give massages?"
Fu Yan leaned close to his ear and said, "I only do this to you, brother."
He wasn't lying; it really was his first time giving someone a shoulder massage.
Xiao Xin smiled. "You've studied it?"
Fu Yan: "No."
"It's pretty good, very comfortable."
"If you feel comfortable, then I'll massage you every day from now on."
Xiao Xin closed his eyes and remained silent.
His neck and below were covered in ambiguous marks, which pleased Fu Yan. It was as if Xiao Xin had been stamped with his seal, belonging to him alone.
As Fu Yan pressed, a fire began to unconsciously gather in his lower abdomen.
He looked at Xiao Xin's fair collarbone and felt a strange dryness in his throat.
“Brother…” he called out to Xiao Xin in a hoarse voice.
Xiao Xin sensed something was off about his voice, and realized she wasn't much better herself.
He tilted his head and lightly kissed Fu Yan's lips, his deep voice inviting, "Come in."
Xiao Xin's wound might not have healed yet, and Fu Yan was a little scared: "But your wound..."
Xiao Xin bit his Adam's apple. "Don't want it?"
Fu Yan swallowed, said nothing, and lowered his head to cover those soft lips.
…………………
Fu Yan didn't go too far this time, and Xiao Xin was very glad that she didn't faint.
Fu Yan put his arm around him and whispered in his ear, "Brother, how did I do this time?"
He observed Xiao Xin's reactions throughout the entire process, instead of focusing solely on himself.
Xiao Xin lay on the bed and buried her head in Fu Yan's chest, nuzzling him: "Very good, you've made great progress."
Fu Yan kissed his forehead: "Yes, I will continue to improve in the future."
Xiao Xin smiled slightly, then, thinking about her work, casually mentioned, "I have to start work tomorrow, so we probably won't be able to have dinner together..."
Fu Yan: "Why not?"
Xiao Xin gently stroked his lower back in a comforting manner and whispered, "Because it will be very busy, and I may have to work overtime or something."
His previous work had nothing to do with music, so he had to learn a lot of things from scratch.
If he wants to make money in the short term, he has to work hard.
Fu Yan rubbed the back of Xiao Xin's head and asked again, "What kind of work do you do, brother?"
"Making music, writing songs," Xiao Xin replied simply.
Fu Yan: "Brother, do you like this job?"
Xiao Xin thought for a moment and replied, "I like it."
“Go for it if you like it, I will always support you,” Fu Yan kissed his forehead. “Last time when you were on stage, I felt that you were born for the stage.”
He had also heard from Feng Xiaoxiao that Xiao Xin was a talented person in their major. He could learn any instrument very quickly, and he studied very hard. His grades in his major courses were also among the best, and all the teachers liked him very much.
As if remembering something, Fu Yan asked again, "Did you always do this kind of work before, brother?"
He hadn't asked Xiao Xin beforehand, assuming it was because he was taking care of himself that Xiao Xin's work was being delayed.
Xiao Xin replied sullenly, "No."
Fu Yan was somewhat surprised and asked curiously, "What did you do before, brother?"
Xiao Xin blinked and recalled what had happened before.
He used to take any job he could find just to make money.
His salary was quite high, but it all went to pay for his father's medical expenses, and he was also cheated by Wang Lili.
His ex-girlfriends were all quite wealthy, but Xiao Xin insisted on going to work so that people wouldn't say he was a kept man.
He changes girlfriends every two months because he has to avoid loan sharks and Wang Lili.
Every two months, loan sharks would demand two million from him, and that's when his ex-girlfriend would come in handy.
Of course, some people were so infatuated with him that they offered to help him pay off his debts.
But Xiao Xin knew that if he did that, he would only have a different creditor, and he would still not be free.
The fact that I haven't been involved in music for the past two years is also related to He Yunzhou.
After He Yunzhou's death, every time Xiao Xin saw those musical notes, she felt only sadness, no more love. She was like a soulless shell, gloomy and endless...
If he hadn't met Fu Yan, he might still be in endless darkness, unable to see a single ray of light.
“Fu Yan…” Xiao Xin suddenly called out to him solemnly.
"Um?"
"Thank you," Xiao Xin suddenly said emotionally.
Fu Yan felt somewhat puzzled and could detect a faint sadness in his tone.
He jokingly tried to ease the tension: "You really want to thank me?"
He had barely finished speaking when Xiao Xin looked up and kissed his lips.
After a brief moment of tenderness, Xiao Xin released him, slightly out of breath: "I know you want this."
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