"Hmm...... I slept again, was the meal ready? Xiyang sat up half-consciously, rubbing his hair a little casually, his shirt was a little wrinkled, but what did it matter? Si Song ......" Yang murmured in an unconscious whisper, calling his name.

"Well, I'm here." Si Song's voice was full of tenderness, and he began to realize what sweetness, uncontrollable, this wonderful feeling suddenly poured into his heart like sugar water, filling it little by little, like honey, sweet, soft, light, fluttering and shiny, stuffed in his empty heart.

Like, fill in what was originally lost.

Chang Xiyang came to his senses completely, and looked at the glowing person in front of the bed and his messy posture with some embarrassment. He quietly pulled the quilt, wanting to cover himself, but he was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't dare to move too much.

"I'll help you get your clothes." Si Song opened his mouth thoughtfully, turned to the wardrobe, and took a flat and ironed shirt, pink and white, soft and bright.

Ayan gratefully took it and unbuttoned his collar. Si Song subconsciously wanted to turn around and avoid it, but Ah Yang smiled, "It's all men, why are you shy." ”

Hearing this, Si Song was not easy to dodge, he pretended to be generous and stood there, but he always felt awkward everywhere on his body, and it was uncomfortable to stand, he looked around indifferently, but his eyes still glanced at Ah Yang uncontrollably.

It's too tormenting. He didn't know what he was talking about, or what nonsense he was talking about.

Chang Xiyang lowered his head, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and he responded to Si Song's words indiscriminately, but he wanted to laugh in his heart. He certainly knows that his own capital. He unbuttoned it slowly and unintentionally, and as his clothes fell, his bare skin was revealed, and he turned slightly sideways, revealing the most beautiful curves. The thin muscles are beautifully covered on the slender skeleton, he has a good skin, his expression is clean and beautiful, but he has a shallow and seductive smile, a pointed chin, and a shiny collarbone, all of which interpret what color is.

This kind of inadvertent temptation made Si Song, a gentle son, unable to help but indulge in Ah Yang's beautiful body. Especially, this is the person he loved dearly before his amnesia. The brain is not good to use, and the body also retains memories?

The eyes are obedient and know where to look.

Stop struggling.

Xiyang put on his shirt, a light pink, which he hadn't worn much.

However, it shouldn't look bad.

A period of autumn light is light.

Si Song was stunned, and remembered this poem plainly.

"Tomorrow, I'll take you to see the lotus flowers." Si Song opened his mouth.

"Okay." Xiyang put on his pants, stood up, straightened his messy hair, and answered with joy.

During the day, when Xiyang checked his body, Si Song went to Qiuyan's side.

As soon as Xiao Qian, who was glued to her side, saw Si Song's figure, she complained dissatisfiedly, "I told you not to disturb my sweet life, it's really, hum, a little trouble." ”

Si Songcai didn't care about this, he looked at Xiao Qian, who was full of unhappiness, and suddenly felt comfortable.

He glanced ambiguously at the small kiss mark on Qiuyan's collarbone, but didn't say much.

Qiu Yan lifted her collar unnaturally, and the wide layers of sleeve could only cover it, and then slipped down, and she simply gave up.

"How?" It was the first time, and there was a bit of unhappiness in Qiu Yan's tone.

"Did you really bring the man?"

“…… Be. "Okay, okay, Miss Qiuyan, who is obligated to take the blame, will crush Xiaoqian's little leather whip.

"Who is he? What does it have to do with me? ”

Qiu Yan didn't speak, but took a deep puff of his pipe, and the meaning in his eyes was unclear.

"You're not going to tell me what you can't leak, are you?" Si Song's brow furrowed. He really didn't like the feeling of being completely unaware of the situation.

"He's related to you." Qiu Yan slowly exhaled smoke, "You will know sooner or later." ”

"That ......"

"Everything has its own number." She interrupted the man's question. The tone was a little cold.

It's really, unpopular.

Si Song smiled and thanked him, but he didn't care too much.

The air around him is empty, and the big Buddha in Qiuyan has been touched by Xiao Qian, why is he still alone?

He thought of the man named Ayan.

Everything has its own numbers...... Is it?

Looking at Si Song's distant back, Qiu Yan sighed.

I'm so tired of lying, I'm tired of carrying the pot, I'm so tired of talking.

Xiao Qian held the long whip that was broken into several knots and shed the precious tears of the girl.

Sitting at the dining table, Chang Xiyang's expression was a little subtle.

It was the first time he had eaten a meal cooked by Si Song. Anyway, he used to cook for himself once, but he was ...... Very, very unsettling, in the end, Si Song completely destroyed the food in time, and never had the courage to try cooking again.

Now, it looks pretty ...... Unexpectedly good?

He has been in China for many years, and he is still quite accustomed to Chinese food.

"I'm not good at cooking, I should ...... It's not going to be toxic, right? Si Song rubbed his hands nervously.

Chang Xiyang almost burst out laughing, but he tensed his muscles to stop the laughter from leaking out. Raise your eyes again, and the waves are unfazed.

"It looks delicious." His chopsticks add up to a piece of salivating asparagus that is as green as a human TV commercial, and hesitantly puts it in his mouth,...... Well, sure enough, the appearance is not credible, maybe the ones that were poured out last time are delicious?

Seeing Ah Yang's somewhat stiff chewing movements, Si Song roughly understood his cooking level, he picked up the plate and wanted to pour it out, "Don't eat it, I'll buy some." ”

"Why?" Ah Yang stopped his hand and put it back on the table with both hands holding the plate, "Actually, it tastes good." And isn't there anything else? This braised pork looks very good, too. Without shaking his hand, he picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, and looked at the man with a smile.

The actor who no one knows has a perfect performance, although your food is hard to eat and I can't eat it at all, but I still have to pretend that I can eat it to encourage you, and at the same time show my empathetic and considerate character The appearance of a lover seed contestant.

I have to say that this really moved Si Song.

is really an actor, Chang Xiyang is a little bitter. I'm afraid that this person who pretends to have amnesia is more like Si Song, who really has amnesia.

Really, is it too deep into the play?

In fact, it's not just acting, no matter how good the acting skills are, the most touching place for the person is also the moment when the truth is revealed. Chang Xiyang swallowed the food in his mouth, in fact, it was really not that bad, he thought that it was not delicious, but there was no problem with swallowing, when Si Song cooked for the first time, Chang Xiyang regretted it, and he didn't eat a bite at that time, which must have been very damaging to Si Song's kindness.

"It's really good, thank you, Si Song." Chang Xiyang raised his head and looked at the shattered sea in the man's eyes. He said this from the bottom of his heart, Si Song, thank you very much.

From the slow evolution of feelings, the slightest feeling of the surging of all things, to the later, every little bit of emotional turmoil, Si Song, I surround you.

Light and dust are solidified, the world is silent, between my breaths, only for you.

Just for you.

And now, are you too?

Ah Yang ate very carefully, and Si Song watched him chew and swallow quietly without saying a word.

Is it really a coincidence? You burst in, in my long, unfazed life.

You have no intention of penetrating the hall, but you have caused a torrent.

The long-lasting loss and loneliness happily melted away.

Well, Ayans. I care about you.

I care a lot.

The two sat facing each other, but each had their own thoughts.

When will we be able to connect our hearts?

The shadow is cowardly and lonely, and there is sorrow for the supply.

In two rooms, in two beds, two people who are thinking about each other are destined to be sleepless.

The next day, it was a sunny day.

At the end of summer, the weather has turned cooler, and the celestial realm has felt this coolness earlier than the human world.

So Chang Xiyang was still a little surprised to see this beautiful lotus pond that was still in full bloom.

Isn't this man afraid to lead me to suspicion?

"Emerald Seal?"

"It's a lot like that, isn't it, except that this pool is more hardy. I have been cultivating for a long time. ”

"That's all there is to beauty grooming, isn't it?" Chang Xiyang looked around, a pool of green hit his eyes, light pink crimson or goose yellow or tender green and swaggered brightly, teasing you and tickling people's hearts.

"Where can I compare to you?" Si Song leaned against the fence by the pool, his eyes looked at him, affectionate and burning.

"Si Song......" Chang Xiyang couldn't help but call. His lover is in front of him, and he is by the lotus pond.

Everything looks so good, if not...... Sudden raindrops.

“…… It's raining. He nudged the man who was still stunned, "Si Song, do you want to take shelter from the rain?" We don't have an umbrella. ”

“…… Yes? Ah, take shelter from the rain. Si Song reacted and awkwardly pulled Ayan to the pavilion by the pool.

The rain is not heavy, and the four seasons in the heavenly realm flow like the human world, so naturally there will be wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Just less.

If you ask, why? Diao Yun, you little bastard, after so many sunny days, it's raining today?

Diao Yun is in charge of the weather, and the weather in the world is in charge of him, and the weather in this heavenly realm changes according to his mood. On weekdays, he always looks like a heartless and heartless boy who likes to mess with flowers and grass, why is he sad now!

At the other end of the heavenly realm, Diao Yun, who was misunderstood by Diao Feng because he was talking to Xiaohuajing about his brother's routine in the human world, wiped his tears and sneezed.

Why am I so sad, and some people are scolding me.

He shrank even more aggrievedly into Diao Feng's arms.

What he forgot about the little fan (5)

For a few years, the orange tree in the heavenly realm always produced a beautiful orange, and Chang Xiyang was reluctant to pick it off, so he let it grow on the branches, and finally shriveled in the long winter and hung with snow.

The following year he picked the orange again, and the little orange trembled in his hand, as if frightened and excited. Chang Xiyang rubbed his eyes,...... Illusion?

He gave the little orange to Si Song, and the man smiled gently, "It's so beautiful." ”

Chang Xiyang nodded in agreement.

It's really good-looking.

"Did you pick it for me?"

"I can't bear to eat it, so I'll leave it to you."

Later, one day, when he happened to talk about the orange, he learned that the man also cherished it and was reluctant to eat it, but soon after Si Song was in his hands, the orange was gone.

"Gone?" Chang Xiyang narrowed his eyes with a non-joking expression.

"Really, Ayans. I really didn't eat it, I couldn't bear to eat it. ”

“…… Why? ”

"You gave it to me."

"......" Chang Xiyang didn't answer, just blushed, but he didn't know why.

And the little orange that struggled to get out of Si Song's room burrowed into the corner angrily, hum, Xiyang is a fool.