This process took a long time, Jingmian was very quiet, even the sound of breathing was small and light, and the mind was not imaginative, but as clear as the night at this moment.

The first two nights, he was hugged by Mr. Ren and fell asleep.

Jing Mian wasn't sure if the other party liked this kind of closeness, but he didn't know how to mention it.

After making sure that the husband was asleep, the boy stepped forward slightly, and the soft pajamas rubbed against the sheets and moved into the man's arms.

The gentleman did not sleep with his back to him.

Jingmian hopes to have such good luck tomorrow. But tonight, he can get a good night's sleep.

Perhaps because of the nervousness, Jing Mian did not fall asleep immediately as usual, he took a light breath, smelled the good smell of the gentleman, a faint tiredness and contradiction hit, and his consciousness was soft.

After a stalemate of more than ten minutes, Jing Mian fell asleep dimly.

The night was deep and quiet.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Jing Mian felt a hand around his waist.

Then, as if he had been kissed on the brow.

And then...... Bitten ear.

Even in his dreams, he couldn't escape and was held at the waist, and his slightly hot lips choked his ears, like a hunter caught his prey, and he was trembling and licking.

Then, the lips and teeth replaced the softness, the hot and sharp, biting until Jing Mian trembled and wanted to shed tears, and the stream could be stopped, like a punishment.

Jing Mian suddenly woke up.

He sat up and found that the night was still quiet, and the breeze jumped over the window edge and blew through the long curtains, and everything was silent, as if only his own heart was beating hard.

Jing Mian: "? ”

In the dark, Jing Mian breathed steadily, and the gentleman next to him was still sleeping.

His breathing was a little messy, more dazed, because the dream was very real, and the sensitive soft flesh of the pinna still had a touch remaining.

"What's wrong?"

Mr. Ren was woken up by his movement, and there was an inquiring voice.

"Hmm..."Jing Mian swallowed his saliva and said softly, "It's nothing." ”

"Sorry to wake you up."

"It's okay."

Jing Mian was a little embarrassed. So he lay back down, this time at a short distance from Mr. Ren.

Ren Xingwan asked in the dark, "Have a nightmare?" ”

Jing Mian didn't know how to answer, so he had to say, "It seems to be." ”

"Do I need to hold you?"

Mr. Ren's voice was inaudible.

The voice always makes people feel inexplicably reassured.

Jingmian's Adam's apple moved slightly.

My heart was beating with it.

He whispered, "Yes." ”

When he was re-wrapped around his waist, Mr. Ren raised his hand and inadvertently stroked Jing Mian's ear with his fingertips, which was a natural posture to hold people tight.

In the dark night, the young man's ears were stained with thin red, and there were still tooth marks.

The moonlight flickered, shimmering with the faint wetness that had been wiped away.

*

*

"Mr. Jing, this box is milk, and the small box with a lattice is fruit."

Yu Nian leaned down and placed large bags on the entrance floor, "You can take some snacks to the club every day, this bag is ground coffee beans, although it is not far from the next game, but you still have to pay attention to your body, if you can not stay up late, try to ......"

Yu Nian kept talking about the words of advice, and opposite him was Jing Mian, who was a little overwhelmed.

The young man paused, then hesitated and asked:

Mr. Ren...... Isn't it just three days away? ”

Because there are business activities that cannot be delayed and important projects to make appointments, Mr. Ren has to leave Lincheng for three days, and the man arrived in S City not long after, but he didn't expect that the next day, Yu Nian actually brought a lot of things over.

And most of them ...... It's all loved by children.

But Jing Mian was still tempted by it.

Yu Nian smiled: "Mr. Ren knows that if you are alone, you may not take the initiative to buy your favorite snacks and fruits, plus the live broadcast time is long, you always forget to eat and don't talk about it, maybe when you think about it, you will pay with bubble noodles." ”

Jingmian: "......"

The little player pursed his lower lip slightly embarrassed, speechless.

"Ah, yes." Yu Nian smiled brightly: "Mr. Jing likes blueberries, these two boxes have a sweet and sour taste, you can come according to what you like." ”

"But it's best not to eat too much at once, the blood sugar will be unbearable."

Jing Mian nodded.

"You've done a great job."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, my part ......"

After Yu Ying's departure, the villa fell back into silence.

Jing Mian leaned down, picked out some fruits with a short shelf life and put them in the refrigerator, and then he sat on the floor and ate a few blueberries, both sweet and sour.

Yesterday I trained late, Jing Mian leaned on the sofa and took a nap, and when I woke up because of Yu Nian's phone call, I found that it was nine o'clock in the morning.

The club's training today is on leave until the afternoon, because Jingmian still has a place to go during the day.

Jing Mian didn't touch the things that Yu Nian sent, but went to buy some supplements and fruits first, and carried three or four full pockets, because the address was far away, Master Ye was probably taking care of the child, so Jing Mian didn't call Master Ye and stopped a taxi.

The driver asked him where he was going.

Jing Mian replied: "No. 155, Liukou Hutong, Linshui District. ”

The location is remote, and the driver enters on the navigation and prompts the route before slowly setting off.

As an adult, Jingmian would come almost every three months.

Every time I go there, I feel different.

Even before this time, Jing Mian almost thought that he would never have the opportunity to come here again and visit the driver of the twenty-year-old prospect home, Li Chang'an.

In a car accident when he was eight years old, his mother died.

And Master Li also lost a leg.

Jing Mian stared out the window, the pupils under his eyelashes seemed to be frozen, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The taxi stopped at the side of the alley, and Jing Mian got out of the car.

Walking around, when he found the familiar door, Jing Mian put down the thing in his right hand, raised his hand and knocked.

It took a while inside before footsteps could be heard.

The door was opened.

The moment Jing Mian saw Li Changan, the "Uncle Li" that had just reached his mouth was stuck in his throat, and the young man's eyes showed stunned and surprised.

Nothing else, just ...... The man lost a lot of weight.

It is not so much thin, but even more so that under the reflection of the morning sun, Li Changan's skin under the stubble is bruised, his cheeks are slightly sunken, and he is almost out of shape.

It was exactly like two people from the last time they met.

And this was only three months apart.

Jing Mian was beckoned into the room, and he put on his flip-flops, which were one size larger, and put his things on the wooden table and the floor next to him.

The room is empty and old, the walls are gray, some of them have fallen off, and the furniture and furnishings look like a long time ago, typical old-fashioned hutong houses.

Master Li walked very slowly, because the house was not big, and even when he opened the door, he could directly see the bed where he usually lived, but it was such a short distance, Li Changan took almost half a minute, walking slowly, on crutches, and looking weak.

He moved a stool for Jing Mian: "Mianmian, sit down." ”

Jing Mian nodded.

The most primitive bench without a backrest, but the young man sat very straight, and before Li Changan sat on the edge of the bed, he quickly got up, helped Master Li to sit down, and took the crutches and stood aside.

The young man pondered for a moment, but he didn't have a suitable question or explanation, so he had to ask directly: "Uncle Li, why have you lost so much weight?" …… Is there something uncomfortable? ”

“… I didn't have much appetite, and I slowly lost weight. When answering this question, the old man's voice was a little dull, as if he was being mentioned a question that he did not want to answer, showing a lack of words and carelessness.

"Would you like some tea?" Li Changan pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "You know that I love tea, and there are many more Longjing tea leaves that were given to me last year." ”

Jing Mian didn't take his eyes off and shook his head.

"Uncle Li, shall I take you for a physical examination?" Jing Mian said: "You have lost a lot of weight, maybe it is a ...... stomach"

Li Changan also shook his head: "No." ”

……

Neither of them was very talkative, and for a moment there was some silence in the room.

The breeze blew through the window, rattling the bags full of fruit on the ground, and Li Changan raised his eyes, and his gaze fell on it.

"Brought so many things with me."

Jing Mian, who was still thinking about how to persuade Master Li, was slightly stunned, and he opened his lips: "Not much." ”

Li Changan: "Thank you really for the past few years. ”

Even after so many years, Jing Mian's eyes still couldn't look directly at Master Li's missing leg, and the dense discomfort mixed with guilt surged up his throat familiarly, and he whispered, "No...... This is what I should do. ”

Li Changan was silent for a long time.

After a long time, when Jing Mian hesitated whether he should speak again to persuade him, or got up to say goodbye, he suddenly heard Master Li light a cigarette, the smoke was swallowed out, and the old man opened his mouth.

"You know what? When you were born, Mr. Jing was not around. ”