Chapter 16
When Mo Yousen slowly woke up, it was already night outside the window and the moon was high in the sky.
The surroundings were silent except for the shallow breathing sounds behind him and the strong rhythmic beating of the heart against his back.
Mo Yousen turned around slowly, afraid of waking up the person next to him. He gently hugged his waist and buried his face in his arms. Yan Yuheng seemed to feel the person next to him moving, and hugged him tightly with his arms. Mo Yousen pressed his whole body against him. The person above his head exhaled bursts of heat with every breath. Mo Yousen felt itchy and hot on the top of his head. He shook his hair and bumped into Yan Yuheng's nose.
"Ah, it hurts." Yan Yuheng cried out in a sleepy voice. Mo Yousen quickly got up and turned on the light to check Yan Yuheng's injuries. He twisted Yan Yuheng's nose left and right and shone the flashlight inside to see if there was any bleeding. Yan Yuheng hugged Mo Yousen's waist with a cunning look in his eyes, "What should I do, Xiaosen? I spent a million to make a nose, and you broke it."
Mo Yousen knew he was being fooled, so he pushed Yan Yuheng away and lay down as far away from him with his arms folded. Yan Yuheng chuckled softly, stretched out his long arms and pulled him back in. "What's wrong? Are you angry?" Yan Yuheng put his face against Mo Yousen's neck, "I was wrong, don't be angry, Senbao~"
Mo Yousen said angrily: “I’m not angry.”
Yan Yuheng smiled as he spoke, "Okay, you're not angry. I'm angry with myself." Yan Yuheng picked up the phone on the bedside table and said, "Are you hungry? I'll ask Wen Xian and the others to bring back some food."
Mo Yousen nodded, "Did they go out to play?"
"Yeah, he's really energetic, unlike my little pig who has to sleep right after arriving and eats right after waking up." Yan Yuheng pinched Mo Yousen's cheek with his index and middle finger joints, "Right, little pig."
Mo Yousen brushed off Yan Yuheng's hand and kicked him.
Wen Xian brought them a Peruvian restaurant. "Miao Miao said it's delicious. I also brought you two cortaditos. Miao Miao said it's a must-eat in Miami."
Yan Yuheng raised his eyebrows slightly and followed Wen Xian's parroting, "Miao Miao said Miao Miao said, everything is Miao Miao's."
Mo Yousen nudged Yan Yuheng with his elbow, signaling him to stop talking. Yan Yuheng made a zipper-like gesture across his mouth, lowered his head, and ate silently.
Mo Yousen gave Wen Xian a sincere smile and said, "Thank you, Brother Wen Xian, you've worked hard."
Wen Xian's lips curled up slightly, "It's okay, you're welcome. When Yan Yuheng showed me your photo, I thought you were a non-mainstream delinquent teenager like Yan Yuheng."
Yan Yuheng immediately became anxious, "Who are you calling a delinquent? Who are you calling non-mainstream?"
Wen Xian replied: "Whoever responds is the one I'm talking about."
A hint of doubt flashed in Mo Yousen's eyes, and he asked softly, "Can I ask which photo it is?"
Wen Xian flipped through the chat history and held the phone in front of Mo Yousen's curious eyes. It was the photo of the two of them in Hai City. No wonder, the colorful dreadlocks and the high-saturation bright yellow boy really looked non-mainstream.
Yan Yuheng slapped his phone open and said, "Go, go, go back. Your Miaomiao must be waiting anxiously."
The next morning, Yan Yuheng and Mo Yousen were both awakened by a knock on the door. When they jumped out of bed, they both felt like they were still in shock.
Yan Yuheng was furious and opened the door angrily. Wen Xian raised the breakfast in his hand and waved it in front of Yan Yuheng. Yan Yuheng forgot about his anger for a moment and looked at Wen Xian blankly, "What are you doing?"
"Here's breakfast for you. After you finish, take Xiaosen for a walk. Miaomiao and I will be waiting for you in the lobby downstairs." Wen Xian handed the breakfast to Yan Yuheng and turned to leave without any hesitation.
"Brother Heng, let's go out and play for a day today, and then stay in the hotel for the rest of the day." Mo Yousen chewed the sausage in his mouth, eating and swallowing with an expressionless face.
Yan Yuheng's eyes were hollow and dull. He mechanically stuffed the food into his mouth without tasting it at all. He swallowed the food with a gulp and said, "I'm really sleepy. I talked with you until dawn yesterday, and we only slept for about an hour."
Mo Yousen sighed, "I'm also very sleepy, ah."
Yan Yuheng stood up and said, "I'm going to wash my face again. Starting tomorrow I'm staying in the hotel and won't be going out."
Mo Yousen supported himself on the table with both hands and slowly stood up, "I'll go wash it too."
"Hey, why do you two have such dark circles under your eyes?" Miao Jiemin was taking a selfie in the front row. From her phone screen, she saw the two people in the back row yawning and leaning back in their chairs listlessly. "Yuheng, did you guys stay up very late last night?"
Yan Yuheng said, "I guess so." After that, he fell headfirst on Mo Yousen's legs and lay in the back seat with his head resting on Mo Yousen's legs. Mo Yousen was already accustomed to his behavior and subconsciously hugged Yan Yuheng's shoulders to prevent him from falling. Yan Yuheng held Mo Yousen's hand and placed it on his chest. Mo Yousen looked at Yan Yuheng affectionately and gently stroked his fingers with his fingers.
Miao Jiemin turned around and looked at the two of them in surprise, with disdain in her eyes and even sarcasm at the corners of her mouth. This scene was caught by Mo Yousen who just raised his head. Mo Yousen half-closed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth in a cold arc, "What's wrong? Is it weird?"
Miao Jiemin was a little startled by his sudden change. She put on an innocent expression and quickly waved her hands, saying, "No, no, I just think you two have a really good relationship."
Wen Xian glanced through the rearview mirror, a smile spreading across his lips as fine lines formed at the corners of his eyes. "Of course they have a good relationship. They've been together since they were born. I remember they had two childhood friends, right? They've known each other since kindergarten, growing up together."
Mo Yousen looked at the scenery outside the window and said calmly: "Yes, Yan Yuheng and I will never be separated."
At the end of the day, Mo Yousen and Yan Yuheng truly felt the gap between people. They followed Wen Xian and the others like zombies. Miao Jiemin wanted to go shopping everywhere she saw. The four of them went from Little Havana to Vizcaya, and also went to the aquarium and Versace's former residence.
Wen Xian was exhausted after driving all day. The most energetic moment for Mo Yousen and Yan Yuheng was when they were taking pictures with the huge blue dragon. Yan Yuheng exaggeratedly placed the claw meat next to his head, and Mo Yousen took pictures of him with his mobile phone and giggled.
As soon as Mo Yousen returned to the hotel and entered the room, he crawled towards the bed with his hands and feet hanging down. Just as he was about to climb up, Yan Yuheng pulled him up and carried him on his shoulders to the bathroom. "You want to get into bed without washing your hands and feet? You really are a pig."
Mo Yousen was exhausted, and Yan Yuheng tossed him around. Yan Yuheng put him in the bathtub, wiped his body with a towel, and then carried him horizontally on the bed. "Go to sleep first, I'll be back soon."
When Yan Yuheng finished his shower and came out in flip-flops, Mo Yousen was already lying on the bed, snoring softly. Yan Yuheng laughed in his heart, thinking that the little pig was really exhausted today.
Yan Yuheng tiptoed, lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed. He gently moved Mo Yousen's arm and placed it beside him, slowly stretched out his own arm and placed it under Mo Yousen's neck, then leaned forward slightly and slowly held him in his arms.
The person in his arms was sleeping soundly, his eyelashes trembling, and his lips slightly parted. Yan Yuheng seemed to be possessed, and he quietly moved closer and pecked his lips. Feeling unsatisfied, he gently moved closer and sucked on those lips.
The night sky was filled with stars, the moonlight shimmering like water. The fragmented moonlight illuminated this secret. A distant cloud obscured the tiny glimmer of light, and the silent room lost its last ray of light, leaving only the sound of restrained breathing echoing in the darkness. On a foreign night, lying beside him was the person he knew best and cared about most. Yan Yuheng gently sniffed the fresh scent of shampoo on Mo Yousen's hair. This was the warm and beautiful life he had always dreamed of.
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