Chapter 64: "Robbing people and warming the bed."

Early in the morning of the New Year's Day, Lin Jian was awakened by the continuous sound of firecrackers outside his window.

He had another slight insomnia last night, and had to get up in the early hours of the morning and take half a pill to help him sleep before he could lie down again, and it was only at daybreak when the ever light sleeper was forced to open his eyes again.

No way, Shen Ke live in this area is not a prohibited area, the local government has designated three areas during the New Year to allow the discharge of fireworks, the area of the largest part, but also happens to be in the neighborhood, so before dawn, one after another, there are people come over to set off firecrackers to win a good fortune.

Lin Jian slowly got up from the bed, leaned against the head of the bed to ease his stiff and aching shoulders and neck, and got out of bed after a while to wash up.

From the bedroom out, the next room's door is still closed, Lin Jian thought that time is still early, Shen Ke is still sleeping, but just out of the hall on the first floor, I saw that the person who should be in the bedroom, already dressed, is sitting in the courtyard of the sun room door fiddling with flowers, PiDan vibrantly surrounded next to him, jumping up and down looks not like a dog, but rather like a melon in the melon field looking for melons to eat the silly Badger.

Hearing the footsteps, Shen Ke looked up and greeted him in the warm morning sun, "Why don't you sleep in a little bit more this early?"

"I was woken up by the sound of firecrackers." Lin Jian walked over, sat down on the low stool next to Shen Ke, and together with him moved the pots to change the soil for those plants, casually asked, "How about you, why are you so early, oh yes - today officially entered the thirty-five years of age, and at noon to eat an egg. "

"It's really two days in a row?" Shen Ke laughed a little, after a few seconds of silence, and suddenly laughed at himself, "the original time busy day and night, but every day always feel like not enough sleep, open your eyes is work, rest time is less than pitiful and precious, and these days ...... Shen Ke paused, his eyes turned to Lin Jian, the bottom of his eyes filled with a touch of reassuring smile, "it's rare to let yourself be idle, there was a lot of time for you to work. Ke stuttered, the line of sight turned to Lin Jian, the bottom of the eyes filled with a touch of reassuring smile, "It's rare to let yourself be idle, there would have been a large amount of time to make up for the sleep, but it seems that ...... also do not want to sleep so much."

Lin Jian asked, "Why?"

The smile under Shen Ke's eyes abruptly enlarged, but he didn't answer.

Why--

Probably because there are people and things more important than work and rest.

It's like someone who was all alone suddenly has deeper hang-ups and ties.

Lin Jian's eyes always fell on Shen Ke, reading the smile under his eyes, he didn't make a sound for a long time, after a long time, he slowly moved his eyes away, and in a daze, he landed on Shen Ke's soil-stained fingertips, and muffled and sullenly said, "You're a person ...... "

Shen Ke: "What?"

Lin Jian : "...... is really good at making me happy."

It's been that way since I was a kid.

Shen Ke was first stunned at his words, and then suddenly inclined his head and laughed out in a deep voice.

That's probably why ...... one is willing to coax and the other, who happens to eat his words, seems to be the better coaxer.

After replacing the soil of several pots of flowers and plants, the two of them went back to the house and had a simple breakfast, Lin Jian went into the kitchen and started to prepare the New Year's meal at noon.

Cake framing and all that, Designer Lin may not be too good at it, but making a proper lunch is still a handful.

Besides, Shen Ke never picks his work.

On the other hand, Shen Ke had changed the water in Pi Dan's waterer, and was not waiting to go into the kitchen to help Lin Jian, when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

He washed his hands from the first floor restroom and took out his phone to answer it.

As soon as the phone was connected, Cheng Youjun opened his mouth and poked at people's lungs: "Yo, buddy, you answer the phone quite quickly today, this is the New Year's Eve meeting ended quite early ah?"

Shen Ke sat in the sofa and asked slowly, "Your company still has meetings on New Year's Eve? Beware of employees going to labor arbitration to complain against you."

"Our little shabby temple certainly isn't, how can it be compared to your Shen's Lingxiao Palace." Cheng Youjun giggled.

Shen Ke had long been immune to his lack of decency, "Are you up to something or not?"

"Yes!" Mr. Cheng blurted out, "On New Year's Day, caring about you as a loner who still has to spend the New Year on your own, isn't it not a big and important thing to do?"

Caring is not caring a bit, it's just a timed precision strike every year.

However ...... Shen Ke eyes skimmed over the carved screen partition in the center hall, and gently fell on the tall, thin and upright back in the kitchen, saying who hasn't eaten a meal of dumplings on New Year's Day?

How come he has to be alone every year?

"Auntie and Uncle didn't come back again this year, right?" Cheng Youjun was still blathering on the phone, "In this case, at night my daughter-in-law and I just went back to the old mansion side for dinner, and at noon we went to console the lonely Mr. Shen ah, and also let you feel the joyous atmosphere of the Spring Festival reunion!"

Over the years, even on New Year's Eve, Shen Ke spent most of the time alone. In the end, his best friend was actually worried that he would be too scribbly and simple to live alone on such a special day, so he had to come in disguise to send him warmth, that's all.

Shen Ke's eyes curved gently at the end and said, "Yes, but ......"

"But what?" Cheng Youjun said. Cheng Youjun said, "Hey you don't have to prepare anything, your aunt left you before the vacation, let's just make do with what we have to eat, and then there is my home Xinxin it, yoho I'm telling you, my daughter-in-law that cooking, that's a five-star restaurant level, to keep you-hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! Daughter-in-law gently pinch, I do not say it okay!"

Cheng Youjun married his longtime girlfriend two years ago, and since then he has officially transformed from a "brainless president" into a "wife-show-off fiend" who can't stop bragging about his wife in front of and behind the scenes, and it's a good thing that Shen Ke has been practicing this for the past two years. Luckily, Shen Ke has developed antibodies over the past two years, otherwise he would not have been able to tolerate the excessive amount of sugar.

"Just a minute." Shen Ke got up with her cell phone and walked to the kitchen.

Lin Jian was picking greens with his hands, his head didn't turn back, and he asked in a faint voice, "What's wrong?"

"Cheng Youjun, remember?" Shen Ke said softly, "He's coming over for lunch, is it convenient?"

Lin Jian turned back in a daze, his fingertips still hanging with crystal water droplets, and subconsciously said, "Convenient, what's so inconvenient about that."

It was only after he had finished speaking that he realized the reason why Shen Ke had asked that question.

Although this is Shen Ke's home and he is only staying temporarily, even though the one who is coming over is Shen Ke's longtime friend, he still came to ask for his opinion first, just as ...... he is also another indispensable master of this home.

This is the warm residence of the two of them, so here, Lin Jian will always have the same power of speech and decision.

"You ......" Lin Jian turned her head away, deliberately ignoring the heat that was slowly rising behind her ears, "You call the shots."

"That's good." Shen Ke put the cell phone back to his ear, ignoring the speed of Cheng Youjun's already fried speech on the other end of the line, and said, "Come on."

"Not not not not ......" Cheng always messed up, "There is a situation ah I abide! This New Year's Eve, who is in your house?"

Shen Ke said, "Lin Jian."

"......" The phone segment was quiet for at least half a minute, and then came a stone-cold exclamation from Mr. Cheng, "Ow! My great nephew is back! Waiting! His uncle Cheng sends him New Year's money!"

Hanging up the phone, Lin Jian could not help but frown and ask: "Mr. Cheng this ...... has been so many years, why is it still such a messy generation?"

"Well." Shen Ke pulled a sundried fruit out of a small pile of washed fruits and vegetables and fed it to Lin Jian's mouth, saying smoothly, "It's not that messy, depending on where you count from there."

Lin Jian was stunned when the fruit touched the corner of his lips, then bit into his mouth, the sweetness of the fruit bursting in his mouth and blurring his voice: "What do you mean?"

"It's not too much to call him uncle if you two are talking about it alone, but if you're talking about it from the family here ......"

Lin Jian stared at him for an instant.

Only to see Shen Ke think briefly for a moment, I don't know what came to his mind, the tip of his eyebrow slightly raised, and tentatively asked with a smile, "...... If he calls you sister-in-law or something, can you promise not to do anything?"

"......"

Lin Jian stared at him blankly for a few seconds, reacting with a face that abruptly burst into red.

Nephew to sister-in-law--

Doesn't that fucking mess it up even more?

"Don't get mad, don't choke." Shen Ke had a smile under her eyes and preemptively pinched up another saint's fruit, shoving it into Lin Jian's mouth with a push of her fingertips, smiling to appease the Lin designer whose temperature plummeted but whose face was getting redder and redder, "He doesn't know about our relationship, so if you mind, we won't tell him, it's just that you'll probably suffer a little bit more. "

"......" Lin Jian mouth with the sweet fruit, even how to blush, the momentum also first lost a cut, he cold face glared at Shen Ke half a day, finally sighed, silently turned back to no longer look at people, but muttered vaguely, said. "What do I mind ...... And, it's not too easy to hide it, right?"

"...... That's true." Shen Ke fingertips still hanging a trace of cool water droplets, against Lin Jian's jaw, the touch is particularly obvious, Lin Jian followed his force to incline his head, the next second, the beads of the lips by Shen Ke very lightly kissed.

"Especially when you're right in front of me." Shen Ke finished kissing the man and straightened up slowly, adding with a subdued grin, "It's really not very easy to hold back."

"......"

Probably because they heard that Lin Jian had returned, Cheng Youjun and his wife arrived much faster than expected.

At that time, Lin Jian and Shen Ke had already prepared the dishes for the noon meal and were playing Go on the sofa in the first floor hall. When Cheng Youjun entered with his daughter-in-law, Lin Jian was frowning and counting the number of discs he had lost in the game.

"Ouch! It's really my great nephew!" As soon as Cheng Youjun entered the door, he directly threw the gift box in his hand to Shen Ke, and opened his arms to rush Lin Jian, "Come on, Uncle Cheng, give me a hug, I haven't seen you for five or six years, you've grown into an adult!"

Lin Jian's eyebrows jumped and he was caught off guard by Cheng Youjun's solid hug, releasing it before sighing helplessly and calling out in a warm voice, "Good New Year, Mr. Cheng."

The line of sight lightly shifted and landed on the person next to Cheng Youjun, smiled very lightly and greeted, "Sister Xin, good New Year."

A sentence Cheng, a sentence Xin sister, years of the same old name, all of a sudden Cheng Youjun shouted autistic again.

In addition to that ...... there is more than a little bit of familiarity as if it were the first time.

There were four people at lunch, but the table was still full of hot and cold dishes, steamed, boiled and stewed. Lin Jian and Shen Ke prepared the dishes together, but when it was time to fire up the pots and pans, Shen Ke didn't let Lin Jian do it.

On the other hand, although Cheng Youjun had praised his wife's cooking skills, when it came to the real thing, he didn't want his daughter-in-law to be choked by the fumes, so in the end it turned out that Lin Jian and Qi Xin were sitting in the living room and chatting, while the other two went into the kitchen and lit the fire to cook - - - - - - The other two go into the kitchen and light the fire to make the food -

In theory.

But in reality, it was Shen Ke who stood idly in the kitchen doorway, watching Cheng Youjun tie on his apron and curse as he lifted a pot and turned a spoon.

"What! What do you think I'm looking for?" Cheng Youjun held his breath in the aroma of grease and smoke, his mouth was faster than his hands, "If you don't use your own private chef, but come here to be your cook on New Year's Day, don't you think I dote on you like a father?"

Shen Ke, who took advantage of the advantage, did not make a verbal argument with him, and waited for the dishes to be served on the table, before patting Mr. Cheng's shoulder to encourage him, "Hard work, eat more in a while."

"......"

The four of them sat around the small dining room, where a large bottle of Roses de la Lola on the sideboard was richly scented and burned a rich red, adding to the festive atmosphere.

Cheng Youjun is used to warming up the stage, and after three small glasses of red wine, he has already brought the topic of Lin Jian's awards abroad over the years to the introduction of a girlfriend for his great-nephew.

"......" Lin Jian's eyes slightly paused, swept from the side of Shen Ke's face, and then looked at Cheng Youjun with a few points of helplessness, "Mr. Cheng, after so many years, this hobby of yours hasn't changed yet. Cheng Youjun, "Mr. Cheng, after so many years, this hobby of yours hasn't changed?"

"Huh?" Cheng Youjun froze, "Today is the only day I've thought of introducing you to someone after all these years, only once in a hundred and eighty years, what kind of hobby is this!"

Nonsense--

Lin Jian said to himself, "Who was the one who introduced Shen Ke to his girlfriend at the racecourse back then?

But he opened his mouth, and before he could say anything in retort, he heard the person next to him laugh very softly.

Having been secretly recognized, Lin Jian had no choice but to freeze the words that were already on his lips, and after two seconds, he could only laugh and say, "Then don't bother, I don't have this intention."

"Why not?" Cheng Youjun looked at Lin Jian and then at Shen Ke. Cheng Youjun looked suspiciously at Lin Jian, and then inclined his head to look at Shen Ke, and then pointed at the latter to educate the younger generation, "You do not want to follow the example of your little uncle, when he was young, his eyes were too high, and he could not look at anyone, and as a result, he is now an old man, but he is still alone, and there is no one around him on New Year's Eve, so it's very sad! "

Lin Jian was drinking soup from a china cup, the corners of his mouth rose imperceptibly, and he asked Shen Ke softly, "Is it really that bad?"

"It's okay, it's not so bad, and-" Shen Ke put the peeled shrimp in her hand onto Lin Jian's dinner plate and smiled, "it's not like there's no one to keep her company."

Lin Jian understood the meaning of the words, the tail of his eyes curved blandly and did not respond.

"You can pull it down." Cheng Youjun just can't stand his look of lightly misguided, and then said to Lin Jian, "Big nephew ah, you have to look up to your uncle Cheng me ah, a family, a good woman on the side, life winner!"

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian stifled a laugh and put a piece of fish into the bowl next to Shen Ke's hand, matching it with, "Yes, it's quite good."

"Hey you two one by one ......" Mr. Cheng looked blankly at the two people in front of him, realizing that this reaction was a little hard for him to read.

How can you have such a childish attitude when you're talking about a lifelong relationship!

You can't hold back a good kid!

Qi Xin, on the other hand, ran his eyes over Lin Jian and Shen Ke and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

After lunch, Qi Xin teases Pi Dan in the courtyard, Cheng Youjun continues to follow Lin Jian around, trying to persuade his children to fall in love, get married and have babies, and Shen Ke goes to the tea room to boil water and make tea.

A few moments later, Lin Jian pushed the door in, Shen Ke inclined his head and saw Mr. Cheng who was standing in the courtyard muttering something with Qi Xin, and then took his eyes back and landed on Lin Jian's helpless face and asked with a smile, "He's quite annoying, isn't he?"

"No." Lin Jian stood in front of him, looking down at Shen Ke, who was holding the pot and ironing the cup, and sighed, saying, "For my own good, I know, it's just--"

Shen Ke looked up and asked with a calm demeanor, "Just what?"

Lin Jian's eyes slid down from Shen Ke's eyes to his fingers that were still carrying the porcelain pot, and then moved from his slender knuckles to his lips, and after a moment, he suddenly asked, "Just don't hide it anymore, okay?"

Shen Ke was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I can do both, it's mostly up to you."

"Uh-huh."

The remaining light through the wooden door of the tea room, far away saw Cheng Youjun holding the skin eggs toward this side, Lin Jian sank a breath, suddenly lifted his foot forward two steps, close to Shen Ke face.

Shen Ke sat on the sofa, Lin Jian stood straight in front of him, and the sound of footsteps in the distance came closer and closer until they stopped at the door.

Lin Jian suddenly bent down, hands on the armrests of the sofa on both sides of Shen Ke, and then inclined his head and lowered his eyes, and kissed straight down.

"Both of you ......"

The door of the tea room was pushed open gently, Cheng Youjun stood in the doorway with his dog, and when he saw the two people in the tea room, he lost his tongue.

Dogs are commonplace, but Mr. Cheng's people are gone.

Crap.

Crap, crap, crap, crap!

At this moment, Mr. Cheng's silence was deafening.

*

In the past, the Shen family used to have a customary New Year's Eve gathering for the whole family, but since Shen Zhangqian and his wife started living abroad, Shen Ke has not participated much in this annual program.

Shen family will still get together, but also gathered in the clan in another clan elders house, we all know Shen Ke busy, the first two years of the party will be eager to greet him together, but Shen Ke politely refused two times, gradually, no longer someone ventured to mention it, just in the New Year's day, make a phone call to chat as a greeting.

Shen Ke, on the other hand, enjoys his leisure time.

But this year is very different.

He's no longer alone.

On the night of New Year's Eve, the two of them ate small dumplings made by Lin Jian, washed up, and then nestled in the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The large LCD screen was filled with songs and dances, and Chinese people at home and abroad were celebrating the great event at this moment. Outside the screen, Lin Jian rested his back against Shen Ke's knee and found the most relaxed and comfortable position to lean back and watch the not-so-funny but occasionally laughable comedy on the TV.

Shen Ke turned on all the lights on the third floor of the villa, and the whole room was brightly lit. Lin Jian asked why, and Shen Ke said that this was also an old practice.

To drive away bad luck and welcome good fortune, the lamps in this house will be lit all night long.

Lin Jian didn't comment on it, but just thought it was all good.

It seems that as long as Shen Ke is here, anything goes.

It was close to midnight, and the golden melody of "A Night to Remember" had not yet begun to play, but Lin Jian could not stay up any longer.

The key is that last night's sleep was not good enough, the day also did not rest, and in the afternoon also pacified most of the day Cheng Youjun was shocked to the world of trance seven pieces of broken souls, so now it is indeed some sleepy gradually thick.

"Sleepy?" Shen Ke's fingertip nudged Lin Jian's brow and said in a warm voice, "If you're sleepy, go upstairs and rest."

Lin Jian subconsciously shook his head and muttered, "Not a New Year's celebration?"

"Who says you have to be awake to observe the New Year." Shen Ke sat up from the sofa and smoothly pulled Lin Jian, who already had little strength, up, holding his shoulders and walking upstairs, "It's just a formality, no need to be formal."

Lin Jian: "......"

So you still have all these lights in the house?

But since Lin Jian could not resist the urge to sleep, he was taken upstairs by Shen Ke without much struggle.

Standing in the doorway of his room, Lin Jian's hand in his robe pocket inadvertently touches his cell phone, suddenly remembers, and says, "Oh, my charger is still in your room."

Shen Ke pushed open the door to the master bedroom, and Lin Jian stepped inside, finding his charger on the low table next to the small sofa before slowly moving toward the door on the shag carpet.

As he passed Shen Ke's custom-made VISRING king-size bed, his eyes swept unobtrusively over the dark gray tencel sheets, and his footsteps paused.

Shen Ke stood in the doorway, keenly and accurately perceived Lin Jian's momentary pause, followed his line of sight, and was first stunned, then realized.

But soon, Lin Jian converged his eyes and raised his feet to the door of the room.

The two staggered past.

In the next second, Lin Jian, who was about to step out of the room, abruptly stopped his steps and turned to look at Shen Ke, wanting to speak.

"What?" Shen Ke asked.

Lin Jian furrowed his brow very lightly, whispered "nothing" a few seconds apart, then paused for a moment to add, "I forgot to say Happy New Year."

"You too." Shen Ke's eyes reflected the bright, sparkling light, but his smile remained calm and warm, "Happy New Year."

Lin Jian just nodded his head, but his eyes drifted uncontrollably to that bed once again, reacted, and then gathered his emotions instantly, "I'm going to sleep."

-- but it didn't go away after all.

In the next second, Lin Jian stopped walking, his eyes slowly slid down from Shen Ke's face, and finally settled on his own wrist that was held before he left the door, he watched Shen Ke's long fingers cover his wrist, the knot in his throat rolled up and down unconsciously, and holding all the emotions that were about to overflow, he asked, "What do you mean?"

Ever since he was a child, Shen Ke had always condoned and acquiesced to his lies and questions, and this time was no exception.

Shen Ke pulled Lin Jian's wrist and smoothly brought the person toward the door of the room, and with a little bit of fuzzy laughter in his voice, he said, "Can't you see? Robbery."

Lin Jian was led by his hand as he re-entered the room, "Robbing what?"

"Robbing someone." Shen Ke brought the person to the bedside and gently pressed Lin Jian's shoulder, Lin Jian then sat straight down on the big bed that he had just taken a few peeks at, "The New Year isn't over yet, so I'm robbing someone to warm up the bed."

"I ......"

Lin Jian only felt embarrassed at this moment, instinctively wanted to stand up and say that he did not mean ...... well, at least not all of this, but Shen Ke did not give him this opportunity, holding Lin Jian s left shoulder palm slightly hard, and pressed the person back again.

"Lin Jian." Shen Ke bowed slightly and kissed him very lightly on the brow, the warm touch fleeting, then said soothingly, "Sleep with me tonight and don't leave, okay?"

Lin Jian looked fearfully at the warm, calm smile in his eyes and opened his mouth but could not say a word.

Obviously ...... the one who wanted to stay was himself, but Shen Ke was the one who asked to stay first.

Even if Lin Jian refuses at this point, it is still reasonable.

He will always pave the way back for him, give him options, and never leave him embarrassed and clueless.

After a long time, Lin Jian took a deep breath, then raised his arms and gently wrapped them around Shen Ke's waist.

The hijacked man smothered his face in Shen Ke's arms and willingly whispered, "Yes."