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Wen Fan was completely stunned this time, as if he didn't understand what this meant, and looked at Shao Yi in a daze for a while before saying, "That'...... So you can figure it out yourself? β
Shao Yi didn't respond, and Wen Fan had already stood up: "I'll go out and wait." β
I can't tell what it feels like, Wen Fan only felt that his heart was in a mess, and his steps were in a hurry I don't know how many times when he came in, and the result was that because of this hurry, he stepped on something, and he slipped unexpectedly, and there was a "poof".
Wen Fan fell straight into the bath.
All this happened so suddenly, Wen Fan fell dizzy, and seemed to be caught by Shao Yisui in a dizziness, and he choked and coughed a few times.
When he recovered, he realized that he was sitting on Shao Yi's lap, and hugged the man's neck tightly in a panic.
Wen Fan's whole body was wet, and there were droplets of water hanging on his eyelashes, and he raised his eyes and looked at Shao Yi.
Without waiting for Shao Yi to ask, Wen Fan took the first step to speak: "I'm fine, it's just that my foot slipped a little." β
Shao Yi suddenly fell silent and looked at him heavily.
"I'll go out and clean up, you solve it first." Wen Fan didn't forget what happened just now, and planned to stand up on the edge of the bath, but Shao Yi just looked at him and didn't let go.
The hand that was around his waist brought him forward again.
Wen Fan's hand propped up on the edge of the bath slid forward, leaning closer, and his lips narrowly slid past the corners of Shao Yisui's lips.
His tone was a little anxious: "Shao Yisui!" Do! β
"Fanfan, I'm not comfortable."
The man raised his hand and gently rubbed his face: "You stay with me for a while." β
Wen Fan hadn't forgotten what happened the last time Shao Yi said he was uncomfortable, although that time it was because Shao Yi drank something unclean that had such an accident, but it was hard for Wen Fan not to be vigilant.
This must not happen a second time.
He said, "You're drunk, don't mess around." β
Shao Yi let out a low "um" and rested his head on his shoulder.
"I miss you, Fanfan, I miss you so much."
"I'm right here."
"You like that cat, you like You Jian, you like Su Qinruan, and you like Ming Jiyang, you don't like me."
"What nonsense, drunken madness."
Wen Fan couldn't leave, and it took a few breaths to calm down, and he reached out and began to help Shao Yi take off his shirt.
The warm water flooded the man's chest, and his hands sank underwater, unbuttoning one by one.
At the same time, he said: "Shao Yisui, don't drink anymore in the future, drink once and come like this, don't you know how difficult it is for yourself?" It's not a child anymore, so willful. β
Shao Yi straightened up, the nonsense in his mouth was gone, only the hot air sprayed.
Wen Fan: "Raise your arm." β
After throwing his shirt out of the bath, Wen Fan's hand landed on the belt, and he paused, noticing Shao Yi watching him.
Wen Fan had already sensed a movement somewhere, he exhaled lightly, let go and said, "Come by yourself." β
"It's late, Shao Yisui, stop making trouble, do you hear? Hurry up and take a shower, hurry up and finish it, then go back to sleep, and I'll talk to you when you're awake...... That's the end of tonight. β
Shao Yi pursed his lips into a straight line and lowered his eyes: "Hmm." β
Seeing him like this, Wen Fan almost relented again, so he could only hurriedly go out of the bath, throw down his soaked nightgown, and turn out a new bath towel to drape and blow his hair.
in the bathroom.
Shao Yi then returned to his original position, leaning against the inner wall of the bath, his arm gently covering his face.
Is he drunk?
It seems to be.
But not completely drunk, he knew what he was doing.
Wen Fan should also know that men don't have this reaction when they're really drunk, so Wen Fan saw his despicable nonsense.
Shao Yisui didn't know what was wrong with him.
Crazy? would make such a thing in front of Wen Fan, what was he thinking at the moment when he asked Wen Fan to stay with him?
The young man's bathrobe was completely soaked and clinging to his slender and beautiful body.
The dressing gown is loose, and the lower half is divided into huge forks.
He looked at Wen Fan, what was he thinking?
The young man's long eyelashes were covered with crystal droplets, and he crashed into his eyes in a panic, and his arms tightened one by one.
What was he thinking at that moment?
Those secret thoughts that dare not be declared are exposed under the step-by-step interrogation of the heart.
Spread out in front of you, ugly and absurd.
He admitted that he was flustered because of the sudden appearance of You Jian tonight, but these were the only means for him, and it was unreasonable to rely on Wen Fan and his acquaintance for twenty years.
Wen Fan will indulge him once, twice, what about three or four times? Will you keep pampering him?
Or, if Wen Fan knew what he was thinking, would he still get along with him without scruples and defense?
What kind of attitude will a man who has such thoughts about him have.
Shao Yi wiped the water from his face.
Shao Yisui, that's Wen Fan, what do you want to do?
Wen Fan didn't know that Shao Yi had so many twists and turns in his heart, and after cleaning himself up, he pulled out a chair and sat down, there were a few unread messages on his phone, and Wen Fan replied one by one, and then fell into silence again.
When he first came out of the bathroom, he was really thinking about tonight, Shao Yisui couldn't talk about that situation in a sentence or two.
But when I looked up, I saw a picture frame at the head of the bed.
Wen Fan's eyes were stunned, it was a photo he took when he graduated from Yunda.
He was twenty-two that year, and Shao Yi was twenty-four.
The graduation ceremony of Yunda was grand and grand, Wen Fan took the stage to deliver a speech as an outstanding graduate, and Shao Yi was immediately offstage.
At that time, Shao Yisui had already taken over Shao's family, and he was busy day and night without touching the ground, but he still seriously took out the sky, put aside all entertainment and meetings, and came to attend his graduation ceremony.
Wen Fan in the photo looked at the camera with a bouquet of flowers, smiling gently and beautifully.
It was taken by Shao Yisui for him, the picture was frozen in the mobile phone, and then entered Shao Yisui's thick photo album, as well as the photo frame at the bedside, and it was four years after putting it away.
Shao Yisui is not a long-term person, the objects around him are always changing, watches, cars, residences, change when you say it, only in him, Shao Yisui shows an unusual paranoia and dependence.
When Wen Fan was sixteen years old, he had a serious illness and a high fever of 39 degrees 5.
The doctor hung him up on a drip overnight, the speed was adjusted very slowly, enough for Wen Fan to sleep until dawn, but Shao Yi refused to leave, just stared at the thin tube by the bedside, watched the transparent potion fall drop by drop, watched the whole night, and saw Wen Fan open his eyes.
Wen Fan still remembers Shao Yisui at that time, the eldest young master who had never suffered much at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and his eyes were full of red bloodshots.
In the next few days, Wen Fan's health was already better, and Shao Yisui still hugged him sleeplessly, sticking to his forehead from time to time to test the temperature, and watching him frown for a long time.
So at this time, Shao Yisui and Wen Fan also couldn't bear to leave him and let him dissipate those messy emotions by himself.
Wen Fan sighed.
When Shao Yisui came out again, the smell of alcohol in the room had already dissipated, and there was only a clean and good-smelling gardenia fragrance.
The soft quilt curled up on the bed, looking warm, the young man leaned against the head of the bed, holding a book in his hand, I don't know how long he had been reading.
Shao Yi paused as he walked.
Just now in the bathroom, he was stunned and said that kind of thing to Wen Fan, he thought that Wen Fan must go back, so he stayed in it for a long time.
"I just flipped to a good collection of short stories, it's fun, read two to you?"
Wen Fan raised his hand and shook the book.
Shao Yi casually felt that he was probably drunk again.
As for whether people are conscious or not awake when they are drunk, Shao Yi has not reached a conclusion until now.
The feeling is hard to describe, he only knows that when he looks at Wen Fan, the whole person is blank, and it is no longer the brain that controls consciousness, but the limbs and bones that have no thinking ability.
His body was sending him a message, driving him over, hugging Wen Fan as before, sniffing his good smell, asking the young man to read him a story, then patting him on the back and asking him softly if he was sleepy.
Can it still be like before?
Even if he had that kind of absurd mind.
The answer is yes.
The young man lifted the quilt, made room for him, and patted the bed gently.
"When you're in a bad mood, you have to rest well, if you don't want to talk about it, then talk about it later, there is honey water at the bedside, drink it and sleep, don't think nonsense."
Shao Yi didn't say anything, picked up the cup and drank the decanting honey water, got to bed, and then slowly hugged Wen Fan.
Wen Fan was half-sitting and leaning on the head of the bed, Shao Yi was lying beside him, and the whole person was buried in his arms.
"Fanfan, I really miss you."
Every night I thought about it, thinking that I didn't know what to do.
Wen Fan patted him lightly with one hand and said, "I'm here", and held a clean and brand-new hardcover book in the other hand.
The aroma of ink belonging to the newly opened book spreads, and Wen Fan locks in a story.
However, just a second before he was about to read it, the man next to him suddenly moved, grabbed the book, took it, and put it aside.
As soon as Wen Fan's confused eyes were cast, he was pulled into the quilt by Shao Yisui.
"Fanfan, I won't listen to it, just let me hug it."
Wen Fan was dragged by his strength and lay on his chest, and before he could react, he just looked at him stunned.
There was a faint smell of wine lingering on the tip of his nose, coming from Shao Yisui.
Wen Fan thought, he might have been drunk too, otherwise why didn't he dodge.
Shao Yi was so obvious with the change somewhere.
He even asked dizzily, "Didn't you solve it in the bathroom just now?" β
It's called a question.
"Nope."
Shao Yi lowered his eyes and looked at him: "I thought you were gone." β
What is the answer to this?
"That'...... I can go now. β
Wen Fan didn't understand what he meant, so he moved back quietly next to his legs, and his hands were taken away from his chest and propped up next to the pillow as if they were burning.
"Don't go."
Shao Yi hugged him tightly, put his forehead on his shoulder and whispered, "Don't go, just tonight." β
I did countless psychological construction in the bathroom, and the moment I saw the youth, I still couldn't break down.
I can't do it at all, and I can't do it in rehearsals many times.
Maybe the alcohol is up again, Shao Yi is more stubborn than before in the bathroom, and his mind is dull thinking, he still wants Wen Fan to stay here, he is an extremely selfish person.
"Fanfan, let's talk."
He hadn't thought about what to talk about, he just wanted to use this excuse to keep people by his side.
Wen Fan's hand hung in the air above Shao Yisui's head, hesitated several times, and finally fell like a compromise, he stroked Shao Yisui's hair and said, "Okay." β
"Let me ask you a question first, and you just have to answer yes or no...... Shao Yisui, are you doing it these days because of that night? β
"It's not."
Wen Fan lowered his eyes: "Really? β
Shao Yi said in a dumb voice: "Really." β
"I believe in you." Wen Fan sighed lightly: "Sit up and talk slowly." β
In fact, after tossing the previous pass, the night was already very deep, and Wen Fan had already slept soundly at this time in the past, but today he was not sleepy anyway.
There was only a lamp at the head of the bed, and the light was dim and warm.
Wen Fan was in that small halo, bowing his head and silently playing with the strap around the waist of his bathrobe.
"You said it wasn't because of what happened that night, I believe you, but there is always a reason why something is wrong during this time, because of what, you have to give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise it will be unfair to me, Shao Yisui, you know what I mean."
Shao Yi looked at Wen Fan quietly, his eyes were very heavy.
"yes, I know."
"So?"
Shao Yi casually raised his hand to touch Wen Fan's hair, and he did.
In the palm of his hand was the young man's soft hair like satin, and his heart was so soft that he didn't know what he was talking about.
"Something is wrong with the body," he said. β
Thinking about it every night and reacting to it can be regarded as a physical problem.
Wen Fan was stunned for a moment, and sat up straight in the next second.
"What's the problem?"
After asking, he realized that he was in a hurry, and he hurriedly changed his words: "When did you find out?" β
The stamina of red wine is big enough, and Shao Yisui seems to be sober, but in fact his mind is not working.
All he had in his eyes was Wen Fan.
"It's been a while."
He got a little closer, almost smelling the scent of his hair.
"Why didn't you tell me something so important? Shao Yisui, you are really ......" Wen Fan frowned: "Is it a psychological problem or a purely physical problem?" Have you seen Dr. Chan? β
Shao Yi blinked sluggishly and looked at Wen Fan's face.
He called softly: "Fanfan." β
"Did it start after that night?"
Wen Fan's tone became serious. br />
It started that night.
Since that night, his mind has been full of smells, lingering and hiding, thinking about him every night.
And it's getting too much to think about.
He was too afraid that Wen Fan would find out.
"Shao Yisui, did it start that night?"
Wen Fan's voice was close to his ears, and he suddenly felt excited.
I don't know why, the strange heat on my body suddenly dropped by half, and the abnormal movement somewhere also stopped.
Very suddenly.
Wen Fan called him: "Shao Yisui, I beg you to be honest with me, okay?" β
Shao Yi was dazed and said nonsense: "After that, suddenly it didn't work." β
Both were silent.
Wen Fan's eyes quickly swept down, and his heart suddenly became clear.
No wonder.
No wonder Shao Yi is reluctant to say it, and he can only say a few words when he is half drunk and half sober.
"I see." He was a little dignified: "Does Dr. Chen know about this?" β
ββ¦β¦ I don't know. β
"And no one else knows?"
Shao Yi then began to get drunk again, and suddenly forgot what he had just said.
He paused for a moment, then hummed again.
Wen Fan couldn't help but sigh: "Shao Yisui, don't worry, there will be a way." β
Shao Yi was also thinking that there would be a way.
There must be a way to solve Wen Fan's reaction.
Wen Fan really didn't sleep well this night, but Shao Yisui slept very deeply under the influence of alcohol, and he leaned on the head of the bed for half the night, thinking about it all the time.
Shao Yi casually said that he was not very good, could it be a psychological problem.
A man with normal sexuality will develop disgust after having that kind of relationship with the same sex?
He bumped into that situation in the bathroom last night, and he left space for Shao Yisui, but Shao Yisui still didn't solve it.
Is it because of nausea? Is the body subconsciously rejecting?
Wen Fan thought of many possibilities, but only this one was the most reasonable and reasonable.
So he woke up early the next day, and left Shao Yisui's room lightly, intending to consult a doctor who was very experienced in this area.
So he missed the most authentic reaction of Shao Yi's body after waking up in the morning.
Dreaming again.
I dreamed of Wen Fan again.
This time, the young man's attitude of falling into a dream is even more charming. I wasn't approaching him as a friend at all.
The room in the dream was dim and cramped, and they didn't know where they were crowded, and they were very close to each other.
The young man smiled and hooked his neck, calling his name one by one, full of gentle smiles.
They are like a couple who have been in love for a long time and are still affectionate after marriage, and on a quiet night, they are tired of telling each other's love and thoughts in the room for a day of separation.
The young man's face in the dream was also clear and beautiful, and he lowered his head to kiss the lips close to his eyes.
Soft and sweet.
He put his arms around Wen Fan's waist, gently rubbed the tip of his nose, and shouted, "Fanfan." β
From his initiative to Wen Fan's initiative, it seems that it is just a breath, the scene is bizarre, and the atmosphere is ambiguous to drown people in.
Wen Fan held his cheek, sat on his lap and pecked and kissed his lips one by one, extremely restrained.
The young man called him a new name in the dream, confirming their relationship in the dream.
The young man said, "Husband, I like you......"
Shao Yi trembled, and his mind was pulled back to reality.
He slowly pulled up the quilt over his head, and the whole person was empty.
The doctor Wen Fan's appointment is now in Beicheng, Wen Fan can only consult with him online, and the doctor should have seen a lot of such situations, so he spoke more directly.
- Physiological impotence. Impotence and pathological impotence. Impotence has the most direct and essential difference, if you are sure that it is due to psychological reasons, then the patient needs to be psychologically adjusted.
- Or, the bell must be tied to the bell, this situation is mostly because of the failure of the first sexual life, which has caused a relatively large mental impact on him, and the other party needs to encourage the patient more in this kind of thing to eliminate the barrier in sexual affairs.
ββRegular work and rest, quit smoking and drinking, exercise frequently, keep a happy mood, and increase sex. Desire.
- You can also carry out proper dietary conditioning, I have here a list of aphrodisiac and kidney nourishing ingredients, you can use it according to the patient's specific situation.
Wen Fan accepted the electronic list and thanked the doctor.
He knew that what the doctor said was only the most common method, and Shao Yisui's situation was obviously a little more complicated, so he could only analyze it in detail and take his time.
At this time, Shao Yisui not only needs psychological enlightenment, but also needs a little space of his own, he seems to have asked too closely before, which made Shao Yisui very stressed.
After thinking about it, she finally decided to change the location of Su Qinruan's class to her home, and with Su's mother here, Su Qinruan could be more serious.
He found a reasonable reason and mentioned it to Shao Yi, but Shao Yisui had no opinion this time.
So the time for the two to go home was harmoniously staggered by two hours.
Shao Yisui was indeed relieved, it was not that he didn't want to see Wen Fan, but he couldn't control himself when he saw Wen Fan, he was too afraid that he would show his clues in front of Wen Fan.
When he came home that day, he was not there, and he stood in the courtyard and smoked several cigarettes, and waited until it was completely dark, and then he returned home.
In the kitchen, Aunt Liu was preparing dinner, and when she heard the movement, she came out and said to him, "Mr. Shao, you are back." β
Shao Yi nodded casually.
Aunt Liu: "Fanfan said that he was going to Miss Su's house for class tonight, and he might come back late, so let him leave a supper, what about you?" Would you rather dine now or ......"
Shao Yisui: "Let it go, I'll get it myself later, you can go and rest early if you don't have anything to do, it's hard work." β
Aunt Liu said, "Okay." β
It seems that the villa has suddenly lost popularity, the cat was taken to the piano shop by Wen Fan, and he followed him everywhere, Aunt Liu also went to rest, and he was the only one left in the huge place.
When Shao Yi went upstairs, he happened to catch a glimpse of a half-puzzle on the table, he didn't know when it was left, but he knew that it was played by Wen Fan.
Wen Fan has played with it, and these words seem to have some obscure hints.
He couldn't help but walk over.
In fact, it was just a very ordinary puzzle, and the drawings were pressed underneath, and Shao Yi sat on the sofa and picked it up and looked at it.
The original picture is a Van Gogh painting, somewhat abstract, but not difficult to spell, and Shao Yi lost interest after a few glances.
It's just that......
This puzzle seems to have a bit of a gardenia scent on it, like the smell of the shower gel that young people often use.
Shao Yi's heart jumped inexplicably, and it was such a hint again.
It's normal for things that have been used by Wen Fan to smell like him, but Shao Yisui's heart is beating faster and faster, and he seems to be in a hurry to verify.
He wanted to know, does everything that smells like it smell like it?
Shao Yisui was silent for a moment, put the drawings back in their place, and got up and went upstairs.
He didn't go back to his room, but went into Wen Fan's room.
In normal times, this is a normal thing, and their relationship has always been so good that they can be indistinguishable from you and me.
Wen Fan won't lock the door, and neither will he, entering and exiting each other's rooms is their default trust in each other.
But today, Shao Yisui hesitated for a long time.
Because the subconscious knows what it wants to do, its brain is blank, and it can't think about it, and no matter how you think about it, it feels outrageous and despicable.
Shao Yi leaned against the door and looked at everything in front of him.
Like Wen Fan's character, the layout of the room is simple and warm, and the colors are warm and bright, which makes people feel good just by looking at it.
He told himself to go in and take a look, take a look.
Shao Yi walked to the side of the bed and picked up a water cup at the head of the bed, light yellow, which Wen Fan usually uses to drink water.
Smell the cup of water that has been drunk.
Obviously, these were the simplest descriptions before, but now it's all because of his unspeakable desires. Hope is clouded with a layer of ambiguity. Ambiguous colors.
Shao Yisui's fingers gently rubbed the rim of the cup, thinking of the young man's soft lips.
When you drink water, your lips will get clear water stains.
His heart tightened, and he easily pressed down the urge to touch the rim of the cup with his lips.
At this moment, he turned his gaze and saw a ball of soft cloth thrown in the trash can next to the bed.
He got up and looked over for a moment, and saw that it was a shirt.
It seems to have been splashed with some difficult stains, probably after washing it several times and not washing it off, so I threw it away.
Shao Yi stood silently by the trash can.
After a long time, he moved and picked out the shirt from inside.
The fabric of the shirt is smooth, and it is the kind of quality that young people can see the protruding collarbones and butterfly bones on their bodies.
It seems that he saw Wen Fan pass through, he had a stomachache, and Wen Fan went to see him in the Shao Building.
At that time, he was holding Wen Fan, and the touch on his hand was like this.
Soft and smooth.
Want to throw it away?
Shao Yisui is not a frugal person, and it can even be said that he has always been extravagant and wasteful.
probably really listened to it, Shao Yisui actually felt that it was a pity to throw away this shirt like this.
It's just a stain, just wash it.
He curled his fingers slightly and clutched his shirt into his palm.
It was already late when Wen Fan came home, and he thought that the living room would be quiet and deserted, but he didn't expect to smell a warm smell of rice as soon as he entered the door, and there was a small movement in the kitchen.
He changed his shoes, put Xiaobao out of the cat bag, and walked lightly towards the kitchen.
What caught my eye was the figure of Shao Yisui stewing soup, a tall and sturdy man, standing by the kitchen counter with a long spoon in his hand, quietly tasting the taste.
Wen Fan didn't know how long he had been watching, but it was Shao Yi who noticed him.
"Complicated."
Wen Fan reacted at this time, but did not move, leaned against the door frame and looked at him, and then chuckled: "Virtuous." β
"It's almost there."
Wen Fan said "um": "Next time I'll do it, after a while, Ruan Ruan's university will open, and I won't have classes, so I just want to give Aunt Liu a short vacation." β
In fact, he wanted to supplement Shao Yi's body, and he studied the recipe and list sent to him by the doctor last time, but he didn't have a chance to get started.
Shao Yi didn't say anything.
Eat a peaceful and quiet supper.
They seemed to have forgotten what Shao Yi said that night when he was drunk, and Wen Fan didn't mention it specifically, chatting with him as usual.
It's just that after returning to the room at night, Wen Fan sent a message to Shao Yi for the first time.
It's not a message either, it's a video to be precise, and the two protagonists of the video are a man and a woman.
Wen Fan has never seen a film between the opposite sex, so it took a lot of effort today to find such a film that is not bad in terms of plot and protagonist quality, I hope it can help Shao Yisui.
He sighed softly and took his time.
At this point, the other side.
Shao Yi fell into deep thought as he watched the video sent by Wen Fan, and the young man didn't say anything, only a bare video file.
After clicking on it, there is also none. code, HD.
He naturally knew what Wen Fan meant, and what he said to Wen Fan that night was remembered the next day, and he was crazy to lie to Wen Fan.
But after thinking about it, instead of being known by Wen Fan that he thinks about him every day, it is better to make Wen Fan feel that he can't do it.
At the very least, Wen Fan will not stay away from him, and will care more about him.
Shao Yi turned off the video on his phone that was getting better, probably because the protagonist in the video didn't look like his aesthetics, and he didn't have any waves in his heart, let alone his body.
He intended to put himself to sleep as soon as possible.
When the only source of light was gone, there was only silent darkness in front of me.
Unfortunately, other senses, such as smell, become more sensitive as a result.
Shao Yisui suddenly smelled a scent of gardenia, and in front of him, he stiffened suddenly, remembering that there was a shirt under the pillow that had been washed and dried.
The gardenia incense that is exactly the same as Wen Fan's body, if there is nothing, keeps drilling into his nose, as if the young man is sleeping next to him now.
The body, which had not been making waves just now, suddenly became hot.
When he washed his shirt and took it to bed today, his whole body was unprecedentedly excited, and every cell in his body was shouting.
Shao Yisui's breathing was a little short, and his fingers grabbed his shirt.
He couldn't help but let out a low voice: "Fanfan......"
The surging heat was even more terrifying, sweeping almost all of his sanity.
A few more words overflowed between his lips: "Fanfan, accompany me, okay?" β
There was only silence in the air, and of course there would be no answer.
He shuddered his hands and buried himself in the shirt.
It's all smelly.
Shao Yisui suddenly seemed to know where the exit was, which he had never found.
It's right here in Wenfan. οΌ