The rain was pouring down in the port city tonight, and the thunder was rumbling incessantly.

When Shao Yi came out of the shower, Wen Fan was sitting on the bed in a daze.

"What do you think?" Shao Yi walked over and straddled the edge of the bed, looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"I'm thinking about ......" Wen Fan looked out the window: "I'm thinking about when this rain will fall." ”

"It won't be too long, I will stop when I wake up in the morning, go to sleep, I'm here."

Wen Fan: "Hmm. ”

Shao Yi's residence in Hong Kong City was bought two years ago, and he hasn't lived much since he bought it, he actually knows some beds, and often can't sleep well in unfamiliar places, plus he slept at work two nights ago, and he usually can't barely fall asleep until daylight.

I went to bed an hour earlier than before, and Shao Yisui finally felt a little sleepy.

He pulled the quilt and lay down, gently holding Wen Fan into his arms.

"Fanfan, good night."

Wen Fan was also very relieved, and it didn't take long for him to breathe long after closing his eyes.

The table lamp is turned off at regular intervals, and the room is plunged into the silence and tranquility unique to rainy nights.

In the dark, Shao Yisui, who should have fallen asleep with sleepiness, suddenly opened his eyes, he blinked several times, closed them again, and opened them again.

The tip of his tongue pressed against his mouth, and to his despair, he found that he was awake again.

Because Wen Fan slept in his arms.

The young man wore a champagne-colored silk nightgown, with a belt tied in the middle, like an irresponsible ornament, and after lying down for a long time, he scattered on his own.

The young man was a little unsteady by the thunder outside the window, and after falling asleep, he kept arching into his arms.

First his head was on his chest, then his arms were around his waist, then his legs were on his legs, and finally he was all over him.

Actually, this posture is not too out-of-the-ordinary, they have always been like this.

When he was a child, Wen Fan couldn't sleep well, so Shao Yi would stuff a big stuffed bear behind his back, and then stuck him between himself and the bear, and when he woke up in the morning, Wen Fan's arm was always around his neck, and his white cheek rubbed against his neck socket.

Obviously, he has experienced countless situations, but nothing is the same, after taking a few deep breaths, Shao Yisui finally understood that it was the disobedient nightgown that was out of line today.

The belt spread out by itself, and Wen Fan raised his hand several times in his sleep, and the edge of the silky nightgown slid down the slender and white shoulders of the young man.

And the more slippery it is, the more excessive.

When Shao Yi looked at it again with the psychological construction, Wen Fan's entire shoulders and chest were exposed in front of him.

The room was so dim that he could barely see his fingers, but the young man was still blinding in the light.

Shao Yi raised his eyes suddenly, and the clips that flashed in his mind came to an abrupt end.

He didn't dare to look at it anymore, pulled up the quilt and covered Wen Fan tightly, and only dared to hold the person through the quilt with his arm.

But Wen Fan's arm was really around his waist.

Of course, maybe it wasn't an arm, it was an iron hoop lit with a blazing fire, and he was so hot that he couldn't sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Shao Yisui really couldn't stand it.

He slowly pulled the quilt again, pulled up Wen Fan's nightgown, and his whole hand trembled uncontrollably as he approached the young man.

He told himself, soon, just tie it up.

But one of the corners of the nightgown was pressed under Wen Fan, and he couldn't wear it if he couldn't pull it up.

Shao Yi paused with nowhere to start.

He said in a low voice: "Fanfan, I'll help you put on your nightgown." ”

I don't know who I'm talking about.

The big hand passed through the young man's arm, slowly hugged him, hugged him hard, and finally got the gap, he quickly pulled out the nightgown.

Shao Yi was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Wen Fan seemed to be noisy, frowning and snorting.

Shao Yi followed...... Don't make a fuss...... Sleepy ......"

The young man's voice was low and soft, like a kitten, and after humming, he moved again and put his arms around his neck.

Not to mention the clothes, Shao Yisui's arms were pressed under him, and the whole person couldn't move.

The young man's soft breath sprayed on his neck, hot and itchy.

Shao Yisui's thoughts suddenly burst, and the memories of that night came back again.

He snorted and trembled, looked at Wen Fan's face close to him, and swallowed in his throat.

"Complicated ......"

Wen Fan fell asleep at this time, and did not respond to his hurried and hoarse voice.

"Fanfan, you're asleep, aren't you?"

All he could answer was the sound of his long, even, breathing sound.

Wen Fan's nightgown was completely opened, and only the lower half of his arms and waist and abdomen could barely cover it, and Shao Yisui's gaze couldn't help but follow the flexible and beautiful curve of his back.

He looks very thin, but when he takes off his clothes, he is not terrifyingly thin, and there is meat everywhere.

Shao Yi had already experienced it completely that night.

How can it be so beautiful.

Every time Shao Yisui wanted to ask, how could he be so beautiful because of his complexity.

Shao Yi closed his eyes, crossed his heart, and firmly hugged the person into his arms.

He didn't care what the nightgown was, what posture.

He thought, it was thundering outside, and without him, Wen Fan would not sleep well.

He patted Wen Fan's thin back and stroked his beautiful butterfly bones.

"Fanfan, I'm too thin, I will eat more in the future, you only ate a little of the supplements I asked Aunt Liu to send back last time......"

The big hand lingered on the butterfly bone for a long time, until he unconsciously stroked the slender waist of the young man, and Shao Yi immediately realized what he had done.

The broken thoughts in the mouth are like a weak desire to cover up.

Wen Fan couldn't hear a word, only rubbed his chin in his sleep.

Shao Yi's heart instantly softened. At the same time, he couldn't hold back any longer, lowered his head, and kissed Wen Fan on the forehead.

The expected softness and delicacy, as well as the sweetness that comes in.

I want to kiss again.

So he kissed it again, and made a very soft "pop" sound.

Shao Yi was startled by this voice.

Shao Yisui, what are you doing?

He looked away in a panic, remembering the kiss that night.

That night was like that, he couldn't stop kissing after a kiss, and he kept kissing, kissing all over his body, kissing until it was dark.

This kind of thing can't be started.

Shao Yi sweated down with his forehead, holding people and forcing himself to sleep.

But the scary thing is that he finds that his body is gradually starting to be wrong.

The sweet and pleasant smell of the young man kept drilling into his nasal cavity.

It wasn't until he finally reached a certain point that two words popped up blank in his mind.

Finished.

This night, the heavy rain in the port city did not stop, the thunder sounded tirelessly all night, and Shao Yisui did not sleep all night.

After the rain stopped early the next morning, Shao Yi followed the first thing to let go of Wen Fan, stiffened his body and entered the bathroom.

When Wen Fan woke up, the position next to him was already cold, and he touched it in a daze and heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom.

Shao Yi went to take a shower early in the morning?

He blinked, covered his mouth and yawned quietly.

Last night was the best night he slept after coming to Hong Kong City, because he also had a problem with the bed, although it was not so serious, but it also affected the quality of sleep, after coming to Hong Kong City, he had to dream many times every night, and he woke up with soreness, but last night he didn't, and he slept until dawn, not to mention how comfortable.

He sat up, his dressing gown neatly dressed, he stretched, slowly straightened his neckline, and then put on his slippers and got out of bed.

"Shao Yisui, I'm awake, I'll go back to the room first."

He knocked on the bathroom door and said.

“…… Well, good. ”

The man's voice was a little strange under the cover of the sound of the shower water, muffled, low and hoarse.

Wen Fan didn't think much of it.

in the bathroom.

Shao Yi covered his face in despair.

The smell was so bad in the air that he cursed in his heart.

Shao Yisui, you are really perverted to the bottom.

They left the port city that afternoon, and Shao Yi had a rare lack of chaotic leisure on the plane, making up for three hours of sleep, and even when he returned home, he kept his eyes closed in the car.

Wen Fan only thought that he was tired from staying up late to work in the past few nights when he went to Hong Kong City, so he didn't say anything along the way, and Shao Yi went quietly to do his own things next to him when he slept.

Sometimes when he saw Shao Yisui frowning, he would reach out and rub his eyebrows until he slept peacefully.

Of course, Wen Fan didn't know what Shao Yi was thinking, and Shao Yi was worried, because after returning to Cloud City, he found that the weather in Cloud City was not good.

The road was gloomy, and the iron-gray clouds covered the entire bustling city in a low voice.

When I got out of the car, there was a muffled thunder in the sky.

He frowned, his thoughts solemn.

It really rained heavily in Yuncheng that night, just like the relay in Hong Kong City, after it fell over there, the huge raindrops slapped the glass fiercely.

When Aunt Liu left, she muttered: "This weather is really weird." ”

also reminded Shao Yisui: "Mr. Shao, you can't sleep well on a busy rainy day, you remember to take care of it." ”

Shao Yi remembered of course that when Wen Fan didn't come over at night, he went over with a pillow.

I was already irritable, and I had a fight with the cat at the door.

Xiaobao stopped at Wen Fan's door, and refused to let go when he saw that he was going in, and meowed at him.

Shao Yi followed: "Go back to your cat nest." ”

Xiaobao: "Meow~"

Shao Yi frowned and raised his finger to the side.

Xiaobao shook his tail and lay at the door without moving.

Shao Yi squatted down and picked up the back of Xiaobao's neck.

"What are you doing here?"

Xiaobao stretched out his paws: "Meow! ”

Shao Yi threw him back into the cat nest with a black face, and closed the door with a "bang" before Xiaobao chased after him again.

Xiaobao hurriedly slammed the crack in the door, worried that the owner would be bullied again like that day.

"Meow~"

But after a while, I found that it was in vain, the door was closed tightly, Xiaobao walked around the door in circles, and two minutes later obediently lay down.

Xiaobao's big eyes were round, and he licked his paws and listened to the movement in the room with his ears.

The rain became heavier and heavier, Xiaobao flicked his tail slowly, and there was no sound after listening to it for most of the night, and finally his little head tilted and fell asleep.

I woke up again because the door was open, and Xiaobao looked at the big father who was wrinkling his eyebrows and looked irritable, and screamed obediently, trying to squeeze in from him.

"Come here."

The man's deep voice sounded, and before Xiaobao could react, the skin on the back of his neck was grabbed.

Shao Yi carried the small lump in his hand and put it back into its luxurious big tree hole house.

Xiaobao looked at him ignorantly, and then stretched out his paw and patted the small ball hanging in front of his cat nest to show him.

"Meow~"

Shao Yi looked at it with his eyes down, and Xiaobao patted it again, as if he wanted to play with him.

He whispered, "Idiot." ”

Then I went back to my room and took a cold shower.

It's just past one morning

Point, Shao Yi's entourage was extremely excited mentally and physically, and the biting cold water was of little use to him, as long as he thought of Wen Fan, he was full of heat and was poisoned.

Shao Yi smoked two more cigarettes outside the door, waiting until the turmoil in his heart completely subsided.

However, when he entered, he found that Wen Fan had woken up, and instead of lying on the soft pillow like he had left, he was standing quietly by the floor-to-ceiling window, pointing his finger at the glass, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shao Yi walked over to him: "Fanfan, what are you looking at?" ”

Wen Fan raised his head, his long eyelashes flashing.

"Didn't see anything."

Outside the window, the rain was raining, the heavy night shrouded the window, and the only transparent window in the early morning was the only light window in the early morning, and the young man's face was white and almost transparent.

"It's raining in Port City, and it's raining in Cloud City."

His voice was low, with a sleepy muteness, and after a moment he suddenly asked, "Have you gone to take a bath?" ”

Shao Yi paused and explained uncomfortably: "Well, I got up at night and drank water and sprinkled it on my body, so I went to take a shower." ”

The young man's gaze was always on him, with a worried look.

Shao Yi's heart suddenly softened, and he reached out to rub his satin-like black hair, and rubbed his thumb against the side of his face.

"You woke up as soon as I left?"

Wen Fan shook his head: "Wake up for a while...... Do you smoke? He tilted his head and sniffed the man's hand rubbing against the side of his face.

"Why are you so addicted to smoking lately, is there anything bothering you?"

"No ......"

Before Shao Yi could finish speaking, Wen Fan suddenly approached him, and his whole body froze.

However, Wen Fan just sniffed at his neckline again: "More than one, there must be something." ”

The young man recently changed to a shower gel, and the whole person exuded a faint gardenia fragrance, and Shao Yisui found that he liked the current smell more than the previous grapefruit fragrance.

Otherwise, how can you always be distracted.

Wen Fan: "Have you often slept badly these days?" Why don't you ask Dr. Chan to show you? ”

Shao Yisui: "It's okay......"

As a result, as soon as these two words came out, Shao Yi suddenly felt a heat in his nasal cavity, and the exuberant liver fire and tense muscles all over his body told him that his body was very excited now, even more excited than before taking a shower.

He quickly covered his mouth and nose and walked towards the bathroom as if he were running away.

Wen Fan looked at his back in a bit of a daze.

Shao Yi followed ...... What's going on?

Wen Fan stood in place for a while, and there was a rumble outside the window, and he was startled, Shao Yi wouldn't be sick, right?

"Shao Yi followed."

He hurriedly followed him to the bathroom, pushed open the door and went in, and found that Shao Yi had just cleaned up his nosebleeds, and his face was covered with water stains, but fortunately the bleeding stopped quickly, and he wiped the water droplets with a dry towel.

"I'm fine." Shao Yisui's tone was very flat: "It's just on fire, the weather has been too dry recently." ”

It's raining heavily! Where to dry?

Wen Fan wrung his eyebrows: "You tell me the truth, what's wrong?" ”

Shao Yi followed: "On fire." ”

Wen Fan wanted to say something, but Shao Yisui had already walked over.

"It's complicated to sleep, tossing and turning for so long in the middle of the night."

"But ......"

Shao Yi took his hand out of the bathroom, and Wen Fan picked up the door frame: "Wait, I'll take a hair dryer, your hair is also wet, I'll blow it on you." ”

He turned around and picked up the hair dryer before going out again.

On the soft big bed, the man crossed his legs without saying a word, Wen Fan straightened up, and reached out to stroke the black hair that was wet with water on his forehead.

"Shao Yisui, something has been wrong with you lately."

"I don't know why you don't want to tell me, but I can be sure that as long as you say it, I will definitely find a way to help you, Shao Yisui, you can trust me."

"I know."

Wen Fan's hands were stunned, and he was silent.

After a moment, he said, "Okay. ”

He turned on the hair dryer and began to blow Shao Yi's hair, his movements were very serious and meticulous, blowing one lock after another, and his eyes were focused on the black hair in his palm.

Shao Yi casually called Wenfan's name in his heart, and was quickly overwhelmed by emotions.

Wen Fan's slender fingers gently flicked in front of his forehead, and then probed his sideburns along the strands of hair, and found that there was also water on the side.

Shao Yi was much taller than him, even if he sat here, it was like a wall, Wen Fan was a little out of reach when he sat down, he got up, stood up on his knees, and leaned forward.

The scent of gardenias on Wen Fan's body once again surrounded Shao Yisui, and the hand he put on his side clenched fiercely, and his eyes couldn't control his gaze at the body in front of him.

It was another dressing gown, silver-gray, with a sharp deep V running down to the chest, and the skin was white and delicate and firm.

Shao Yi closed his eyes and felt that his nails had been pinched into his palms.

How could he talk to Wen Fan about such a dirty idea.

Does he want to say to Wen Fan, what is wrong with me these days is because I have reacted to you every night, because I obviously promised you but when I turned around, I found that I couldn't forget the events of that night at all, because your best friend has unspeakable desires for you. Hope and attempt.

How ridiculous.

They were all men with normal sexual orientations, how dare he say such things to Wen Fan.

He was holding back his madness, but he couldn't go crazy with Wen Fan.

"Alright, it's done." Wen Fan unplugged the power of the hair dryer and reached out to smooth his hair again.

"If you don't want to say it, I won't ask, but Shao Yisui, if something happens to you, I won't forgive you."

"Hmm."

"Go to sleep."

Wen Fan lifted the quilt and lay down, Shao Yi sat stiffly for a while, and only lay down for a long time, looked at Wen Fan who closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, and said in a low voice: "Fanfan, are you angry?" ”

"Huh?" Wen Fan's eyelashes trembled and opened: "No, what do you want." He pursed his lips and raised his eyes and said, "Didn't they all say that they were worried about you?" You don't tell me anything, why do you come back and beat me up again. ”

"I'm sorry."

Shao Yi then hugged him into his arms: "I'm worried about you, I'll take care of myself." ”

Wen Fan nodded almost inaudibly.

They closed their eyes tacitly, and no one spoke again.

On this night, the insomnia became two.

Fortunately, it was sunny in Cloud City a few days later, and it never rained so much, and Wen Fan and Shao Yisui never slept in another bed.

The organizer of the auction in Hong Kong City sent Wellman to his home two days ago, and Shao Yi specially opened an area for it, and Wellman's translucent and noble body was bathed in sunlight, beautiful and not ordinary.

Every time I see Wen Fan, my mood is a little better, and I smile every day.

The brief embarrassment of that night was also revealed by the light flutter, and no one mentioned it again.

During this time, Xiaobao became more and more sticky to him, probably feeling his joy, always meowing in his arms, and Xiaobao was reluctant to leave when he was about to go out, and wanted to go out with him.

Wen Fan was very helpless, and nodded at Xiaobao's fluffy little head and laughed at it: "You." ”

In the end, Wen Fan also took Xiaobao to the piano shop.

The little guy didn't make noise after the past, obediently lying on the piano in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass to bask in the sun, lazily flicking his tail, like the treasure of the town, which attracted the attention of many people.

Sometimes there are too many people playing the piano in the piano shop, and it will also stretch its waist and stand up, jump on the keys and play a cat tune.

Located in the most prosperous area of the city center, Wen Fan's piano shop covers an area twice as large as the shops next to it, with huge floor-to-ceiling glass leading to the second floor, and when the afternoon sun shines in, it looks like a warm and clean glass house.

There are a lot of people coming and going here, and many people have found that the beautiful boss of the piano shop is in a good mood during this time, often holding a cat around, and the crooked eyebrows and eyes are really eye-catching.

It was a common sunny day in the summer in Yuncheng, and Wen Fan went up to the second floor after answering some questions for a few students who came to practice today, and he contacted Dr. Chen on his mobile phone, intending to consult Shao Yisui.

He was still not at ease.

Shao Yi doesn't look like it's okay at all, he gets up several times a day and night, if it's work, it's okay, but Shao Yi is clearly not all because of work, and there are so many nosebleeds, which is really frightening.

Shao Yisui has been arrogant since he was a child, and no one can control the temper of the eldest young master, Wen Fan is afraid that there is something wrong with him, so he will avoid medical treatment and then drag it out more and more seriously.

But before he could talk to Dr. Chen, a child suddenly ran up, poked his head and shouted, "Teacher Wen? ”

Wen Fan looked over.

The child cut a cute mushroom head and said crisply: "A big brother came and asked if there was a trainee teacher here." ”

Smell the excitement.

Trainee teacher? He doesn't seem to have posted a job posting.

"Okay, teacher, let's take a look." Wen Fan explained to Dr. Chen, hung up the phone, walked over and took the child's hand downstairs.

In fact, Wen Fan thought that Ming Jiyang had found an excuse to come over, but after going down, he found out that it was not.

In front of his John Heitsman stood a tall boy, a clean and loose white striped shirt, and the boy was looking down at his piano carefully, looking very serious.

Wen Fan settled the mushroom-headed child and sat back in his position, and said, "Hello." ”

"Hello ......"

You Jian raised his head when he heard the voice, and he was stunned as soon as he said hello.

"Senior Wen Fan?"

Wen Fan: "Do you know me?" ”

You Jian was dumbfounded for a moment and explained: "Yes, I am a sophomore student in the piano department of Yuncheng University, and I have seen your photo in the department building, on the alumni wall. He paused for a moment, then emphasized: "The most conspicuous place." ”

Wen Fan laughed: "It's the photo of the graduation party of Yunda a few years ago, it's been a long time, and the school hasn't taken it off yet." ”

You Jian: "How come, many students in our department know about you. ”

Wen Fan took him to the rest area, and said while pouring water: "I heard Yuanyuan say that you want to apply for an internship teacher?" "Abyss is the mushroom-headed kid who came to tell him.

You Jian took the water from the young man's hand and nodded, "I want to try it." ”

"Shouldn't you have a lot of gigs and games right now? How did you come up with the idea of interning at a piano store? ”

You Jian: "...... The tutor has a summer assignment. ”

You Jian only said this, Wen Fan probably understood, he nodded and said: "I rarely recruit intern teachers here, usually I am alone, but if you want to come, you can also go back and send me a copy of your information." ”

"Salary ......"

Wen Fan smiled softly: "The market is average." ”

You Jian waved his hand: "I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say that it's okay not to have a salary, just write a report after my internship." ”

"Of course not." Wen Fan bent down to pick up Xiaobao who ran over, rubbed its head and said, "Getting paid is also part of the internship experience. ”

You Jian looked at the young man in front of him and was a little stunned.

"Senior, you're really good at playing the piano."

Wen Fan raised his eyes and smiled while giving Xiaobao a smile: "Thank you, you too." ”

You Jian has a tall posture, cold white skin, and heroic facial features with a noble temperament, and he is also a person who should be born to play the piano.

He left You Jian behind, and the working time was the same as his, and Wen Fan gave him a temporary door card.

That night, You Jian sent him his information.

Wen Fan sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for Aunt Liu's supper ravioli, flipping through the files on the computer, not noticing the man who suddenly appeared behind him.

"Who is You Jane?" ，