Shi Yuan rang the doorbell when he arrived at Shen Anhao's house, and after a while, Shen Anhao happened to come back from the library and watched Shi Yuan standing at the door of his house in the courtyard.

It was very hot in midsummer July, Shi Yuan was wearing a white casual T-shirt, light-colored pants, and the hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, Shen Anhao stood at the gate of the courtyard, staring from afar.

It is like the fragrance of flowers wafting from the tree in July, and it is like the faint fragrance of lemon on Shi Yuan's body.

Shi Yuan rang the doorbell a few times, but there was still no response inside, and he twisted his eyebrows and put his head on the cat's eye to look at it, and turned around to see Shen Anhao after a few seconds.

Shen Anhao just smiled when he saw Shi Yuan sticking to the door wall.

When Shi Yuan looked back and saw Shen Anhao, Shen Anhao was slightly exposed, his eyebrows were raised lightly, and when Shi Yuan looked back, Shen Anhao immediately pursed his mouth, swallowed his saliva and was a little embarrassed.

Shen Anhao came back sweating profusely in the morning, and after entering the house, Shen Anhao took out the remote control of the air conditioner and wanted to turn on the air conditioner, Shi Yuan took the air conditioner, and his voice was a little gentle:

"You're sweating all over now, blowing air conditioners, and you're prone to catching colds."

Shen Anhao looked at himself at this time, his whole body was sticky and greasy, and he was indeed very uncomfortable.

"Then you will sit down for a while?" Shen Anhao asked.

"Did you have breakfast?" Shi Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue. took out another tissue and handed it to Shen Anhao.

Shen An took it, Shi Yuan really knew how to take care of people.

"Not yet." After Shen Anhao finished speaking, he turned around and went back to his room to take a bath.

Back in the room, Shen Anhao lowered his head and sniffed himself, for fear that he would smell of sweat.

Shi Yuan skillfully opened the refrigerator in the living room, took out eggs, bacon and toast, grabbed a handful of millet and put a few red dates to boil a millet porridge.

When Shen Anhao came out of the shower, Shi Yuan happened to bring out the finished sandwich in the kitchen.

Shen Anhao blew his half-dry hair, the ends of his hair were still a little wet together, and his white pajamas were also wet from his hair.

After Shi Yuan put down the sandwich, he strode up to Shen Anhao and dragged Shen Anhao back to the room.

Shen Anhao was lifted by Shi Yuan's collar, and his eyes were round. I made up for the sweet love article I read recently, and my face was red like an egg.

"What do you want to do?" Shen Anhao was pressed on the bed by Shi Yuanyi's buttocks.

Shi Yuan looked at Shen An's red face.

"My hair hasn't dried out yet, so I get sick easily. Do you do this a lot? ”

When Shen An looked good, he was holding a hair dryer in his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief almost inaudibly.

Shen Anhao sat down, and Shi Yuan slowly blew Jiang Yun's hair.

When Shi Yuan's hand touched the root of Shen Anhao's ear, Shen Anhao raised his head.

"Hurt you?" Shi Yuan frowned.

"It's just a little hard to get used to." Shen Anhao said truthfully.

What is she going to say, could it be said that she is now happy and surprised, the fawn is thumping, and even breathing has become felt?

Shi Yuan dried the ends of his hair, and then carefully combed Shen Anhao's hair.

"You'll get used to it later."

Shi Yuan said an affirmative sentence, and it was very bland. It seems that he is determined to do these things for Shen Anhao in the future.

Shen Anhao is not a fool, and he understands this sentence. After hesitating for a moment, Shen Anhao raised his head: "Will you get used to it slowly?" ”

When Shen Anhao was full of anticipation, Shi Yuan just replied with a simple word, and then said, "The porridge is almost cold." ”

Shen Anhao's face was a little unhappy, and he stood up with a tiger face.

There were two sandwiches and two bowls of millet porridge on the table, but the difference was that Shen Anhao's bowl had red dates.

Shen Anhao was still angry about what had just happened, but when he looked at Shi Yuan's face, he was a little stunned.

"Uncle and aunt are not at home?"

"Well, Dad went on a business trip and won't be back until next week. My mother took Shen Zixing to my grandmother's house yesterday. Shen Anhao took a bite of the sandwich, and his tone was as angry as a child.

After all, Shi Yuan grew up wearing a pair of pants with Shen Anhao, and Shen Anhao's expression changed, and he could feel it exactly without guessing.

Although Shi Yuan could feel it, he didn't know how Shen Anhao was angry for no reason.

"It's very unsafe for you to be a girl at home, I told my mother, I moved here to live with you these days." Shi Yuan blew the porridge cool for Shen Anhao.

"You're coming to live with me? My parents are not at home, and Shen Zixing is not there......"

"What, it's not appropriate?" Shi Yuan interrupted.

Shen An's good head was buried, "He...... Suitable...... Right? Shen Anhao's last word was as thin as a mosquito.

But if Shi Yuan regards himself as a different surname with a good feeling, he can't move in so grandly while he is alone at home, right?

Could it be that when he really thinks he is his sister, he is not afraid that he will be embarrassed by misunderstanding?

The more Shen Anhao ate, the more tasteless he became, his mouth was light, and his face was very disgusted.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

"It's not delicious!"

Shi Yuan tasted it, this is the normal taste of millet porridge.

Shi Yuan squinted his eyes, with some inquiry, "Don't you want me to live here?" ”

"After all, my parents are not at home, and there are just the two of us in the house." Shen An took a good look at the surroundings of the house.

"We were like that when we were kids, is there anything wrong?"

Why did Shen Anhao feel that this was very familiar, like ...... It's like a line spoken by a second female protagonist pestering the male protagonist with a childhood sweetheart.

"Of course not, we're grown up now. Appropriate distancing should be maintained. Shen Anhao blurted out.

Shi Yuan's face was black and black, sinking and sinking. Snort coldly, distance? Keep your distance?

"I want to live." Shi Yuan was very arrogant, like the great demon king of the mixed world when he was a child.

"Whatever, whatever you want." Shen An nodded sluggishly.

The summer vacation of the junior year of high school is always so idle and boring. Three hours after Shi Yuan had a good breakfast in Shen An, he went to the kitchen to make lunch.

After dinner, the two of them opened a bag of potato chips on the sofa in the hall and watched TV, which was very similar to the time when they lived with Shi Yuan in the countryside, which was comfortable and comfortable.

In the afternoon, Shen Anhao dozed off when he looked at it, but he curled up on the sofa and fell asleep in half an hour.

Shi Yuan turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, took out a thin blanket, and let Shen Anhao fall asleep on the sofa on his lap.

The cicadas squeaked outside the window, Shi Yuan saw that Shen Anhao was sleeping comfortably, and his slender fingers gently scraped the tip of Shen Anhao's nose.

Seeing Shen Anhao's cherry red lips, Shi Yuan's throat was dry for a while, and he wanted to take a shallow taste.

Shi Yuan's hand fell on Shen Anhao's lips, Shen Anhao felt itchy, and reached out to pat Shi Yuan's fingers.

Shi Yuan chuckled, when he was a child, Shen Anhao was tired of playing with him, and the two of them lay on the mat in the hall.

When he was a child, Shen Anhao looked like a porcelain doll, with white skin and big and round eyes. Shi Yuan was naughty at that time, and as soon as Shen An fell asleep, he would wake Shen An up.

Shen Anhao was woken up as soon as he fell asleep, so he sat up and cried, and when he dozed off on the sofa, Shen Congyang would wake up, and raised his crutches to scare Shi Yuan.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. In the six years of separation, Shi Yuan didn't know what memories Shen Anhao had in the days without him.

When I looked at Shen Anhao's dislike of words, I knew that Shen Anhao's life was not good without him.

Shi Yuan brushed away the hair on Shen An's forehead. "I'll never let you leave me again."