You're the size, it's not your measurements.

Ten minutes past ten at night.

The cold moon of early spring hung in the sky, and the clear light fell down and sprinkled, and the whole industrial park was surrounded by a quiet silence.

But the middle floor of the park office building is brightly lit, corridors shuttling footsteps, the sound of the crowd's discussion is endless, many social animals collectively on duty, not a little bit of time has come to late at night self-consciousness.

Lin Jian's project team has been working overtime for two consecutive days.

After the holiday, everything went smoothly, Lin Jian, as a member of the design team, traveled around the construction site of the city park every day under the attack of fog trucks and sprinklers, but with the progress of the project, he suddenly realized the other day that the natural rainwater storage and drainage system, which was being trenching at the site, was slightly different from the original plan on the design drawings.

Lin Jian immediately contacted the other members of the project team, and after collective analysis and field exploration and discussion, it was determined that Lin Jian's judgment was not wrong.

So the project team started to negotiate with the contractor, but the other party didn't seem to care about this small difference, the manager of the contractor said strongly: "The width of the underground storage tank is only about ten centimeters different according to the design drawings, but there is no change in the length and dimension, and the overall layout of the excavation is also the same as the original plan, so this ten centimeters has no impact on the whole project, but it can save at least six figures on the budget, so I am not in favor of backfilling and re-excavation. But it can save at least six figures in the cost of the budget, so I am not in favor of backfilling and re-excavating."

Lin Jian, as a designer, is not at all shy about such a principle: "How can there be no impact? The underground water storage system not only undertakes the storage and drainage of natural precipitation in the park, but also plays an indispensable role in enhancing rainwater infiltration, collecting and reusing rainwater, and reducing runoff pollution, etc., and the reduced width of ten centimeters will greatly affect the performance of these basic functions, especially in the summer when there are heavy rainfalls, and even affect the park's water bodies, especially the overall presentation of the manmade water features! "

Contractor in charge of the hand holding a cigarette, curling smoke glanced Lin Jian expressionless face, not thinking of waving his hand: "But the entire underground system has been dug one-third, and now back to the furnace, it is not a waste of funds, and ...... "He paused, revealing a mouthful of white teeth in a high and deep smile, "You designers do not take into account the cost of labor, know that filling this period of work, how much money to fold in?"

Lin Jian coldly said, "Even if there is a loss, it is caused by your building party's breach of contract by not constructing according to the design drawings."

"Aigoo!" The manager laughed out exaggeratedly, "Designer Lin can not buckle so big a hat, breach of contract or not you say does not count, this is even said, but also and Teng Sheng tripartite cut research and judgment, you a pot buckle down, I can not catch."

That's a bit of a deadbeat bummer.

"Yes." Lin Jian's eyes were calm as he turned to Fang Jingwei next to him, "Team leader, I suggest communicating with Teng Sheng, in the end, whether to backfill and re-excavate or to do a perfunctory job will certainly require the investor's opinion as well."

Fang Jingwei pondered for a moment, and was about to speak, but once again, the person in charge of the contracting party snatched his words. He looked at Lin Jian askance, looked him up and down, and then suddenly let out a giggle, meaningfully saying, "Designer Lin... you've only been in the industry for a short time, haven't you? ...you've just joined the industry, right?"

Lin Jian's cold and quiet gaze turned to him, and he asked in return, without condescension, "What do you mean?"

"Too young ah ......" the man leisurely exhaled a mouthful of smoke, sneered, "real money projects, sometimes ...... can not be so idealistic ah ."

Lin Jian frowned at him, his gaze rippled, but his heart grew contemptuous.

Profit game, social law. Those so-called business circle, fame and fortune in the unspeakable "unspoken rules" and secret operation, Lin Jian is not unaware of, after all, grew up with Shen Ke, there are some things he just see through not to say.

But that doesn't mean he can concede on matters of professional principle.

"Really?" Lin Jian lowered his eyes and hooked the corner of his mouth, "That's something you'd better save to explain to the investors when the time comes."

Confrontation between the two parties, the atmosphere of a moment of tension, Fang Jingwei in time to come out to round off the scene, he played a gesture towards Lin Jian, signaling him to rest assured, and then smiled at the contractor in charge of the opening: "Mr. Wang, contrary to the design of the construction program is indeed inappropriate, we as a design party to question is reasonable, but also ask you to sympathize with. "

The head of the contractor frowned and looked over, just wanted to argue, then Fang Jingwei later words blocked his mouth, "But your thinking ...... stands in the perspective of cost savings, it can not say that all unreasonable, so as a partner, we can also understand. "

Lin Jian A trace of imperceptible dislike flashed across his brow.

"So--" Fang Jingwei concluded, "Just like what Designer Lin said, we should communicate with Mr. Zhang of Teng Sheng tomorrow, and then ask the professionals from the water conservancy department to make a specific assessment. Let's see how much of an impact this ten centimeter gap can actually cause in the end, and then decide whether or not to backfill and re-slot, what do you think?"

The contractor's General Manager Wang pondered for a moment, his eyes met Fang Jingwei Lingkong's, and suddenly smiled in understanding, rising and saying, "It's better for Team Leader Fang to be reasonable, then, let's wait for General Manager Zhang and the water conservancy assessment's opinion to come out, and then we'll discuss it again."

After saying that, he smiled and gave Lin Jian a glance, and walked out of the door of the conference room with a big stride.

Lin Jian's clear and indifferent gaze fell on the closed door, and then heard Fang Jingwei walk over a few steps, smiling softly like a comforting voice: "Businessmen emphasize profit, so it's unnecessary to get really angry with them."

"Indeed." Lin Jian turned his head, his gaze flat and straight on Fang Jingwei's smiling face, and suddenly let out a laugh, saying, "But didn't you say before that you were also a businessman?"

The moment Fang Jingwei and Mr. Wang looked at each other, he watched their flickering eyes and expressions and realized that the result of this so-called "evaluation" had already been decided.

When Lin Jian was a student at Penn, he had already been involved in many well-known design projects, especially after winning two awards, his mentor, who had already admired him, was even more impressed, and even brought Lin Jian along as an assistant to handle several internationally acclaimed design projects.

In this process, he has also experienced the game of interests and ideals, but all of them do not comply with the heart, almost harshly maintain the landscape and grass in that transparent and pure.

It was only because many years ago, a man had said something to him as a young boy that he remembered vividly.

"The water of the Mirror Lake is far away from the pan, and the branches of the Tong tree are not easy to climb."

Be in awe of the natural beauty, the mountains and rivers, the flowers and trees.

Just like that person, even in the business world in the clouds and rain, but always in the body of the order to do, clean as not stained with dust.

And right now, when he himself stepped into the rolling torrent with that purity and respect, he realized how hard it was to persevere and hold on like that.

"Excuse me, can we get off work now?" Lin Jian asked in an indifferent tone as he returned to his senses, and after receiving an affirmative answer from Fang Jingwei, he turned around and left the conference room in large strides.

The wind was still slightly cool late in the early spring.

After working overtime for many days in a row, Lin Jian should be extremely tired, but at this time he has no sleep at all.

He walked in circles along the track in the park's fitness park, aimlessly, with only the frustration of his heart magnifying.

As the night wind blew, Lin Jian shivered and realized that he had left his jacket in the office area without wearing it down.

Forget it.

The youth wrinkled his brow slightly and continued forward with very light steps.

There was no sound in the surroundings, only the cold moon hanging high, Lin Jian looked down at his own shadow on the plastic track, half a long time, and smiled to himself and hooked the corner of his mouth.

He took his cell phone out of his pocket, like a flat boat habitually searching for a mooring, his subconscious telling him that he wanted to hear Shen Ke's voice at that moment.

But seeing the time displayed on the screen, the fingertips abruptly stopped again.

23:20, too late.

Even though Shen Ke might also be at work and not yet rested, his calling at this time would surely make the other party suspicious of his mood at the moment.

For the record, he could never hide a thing from Shen Ke.

Forget it.

Lin Jian sighed silently, and just as he was about to press out the screen of his cell phone and continue to skate around digesting the negativity himself, the phone held in his hand suddenly vibrated.

Lin Jian's eyes stayed frozen on the screen, staring incredulously at the three words "Uncle Junior" on the caller ID, his eyes widened slightly.

This ...... This is too much of a coincidence, isn't it?

After a few seconds, he took a deep breath, adjusted his ego, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

On the other side of the phone, Shen Ke, who seemed to be in an empty, quiet outdoor space, and whose voice drifted slightly, asked him with a smile, "Where have you been in the middle of the night when you weren't at your apartment?"

"Oh, I just finished working overtime, and I'm taking a walk in the park's fitness park." Lin Jian replied before he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously asked, "How do you know that I am not in the apartment?"

Shen Ke laughed softly, his steady, deep voice mingling with the night air like the low strings of a cello rubbed with moonlight: "You guess."

Lin Jian didn't need to guess and instantly thought of the reason.

He held the phone without making a sound, Shen Ke also did not say much, but soon, Lin Jian heard a footsteps rubbing on the plastic track, from far and near, at first slightly hurried, until in front of him, only gradually smooth and slow down.

In the moonlight, his otherwise lone shadow was gently approached by another, eventually meeting to form two silhouettes that appeared to be standing snugly.

Lin Jian's eyes slowly lifted up from those two shadows, and in the next second, he could see the person standing in front of him.

Lin Jian is still wearing the same clothes he wore during the day at the construction site, a white shirt that inevitably gets stained after a walk in the dust spray.

Shen Ke, on the other hand, wore a long black trench coat, his tall and straight figure carved in the moonlight, like a god who came down from the sky only to guard him.

And at that moment, the daemon reached out a hand to him, his low, slow, gentle voice scattering to fall on his ears, warming even the slightly cool night breeze.

"Come here."

Lin Jian blinked his eyes and opened them again, unconsciously taking two steps forward, and in the next second, the dusty, wretched, and downcast man was embraced into a warm and solid embrace.

Lin Jian buried his face in his shoulder, breathed a slow, deep sigh of relief, and slowly lifted his hands, encircling Shen Ke's waist -

As if submitting to his gods.

A warm, dim light was on in the apartment's living room, and the bedroom door was ajar; the room was lit a little less brightly than the living room, with only the clear shadows of the bedside sleep lamp tilting out of the half-open doorway and flowing across the floor like a quiet, gentle river.

The trench coat that Shen Ke had taken off was hanging on the coat rack in the entrance hall, and he was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with his shoulders resting on the soft cushions of the sofa, and a glass of warm water was placed on the coffee table in front of him, while the sound of regular water flow was coming from the small bathroom diagonally opposite to him, which was Lin Jian taking a shower after he came home.

Shen Ke gently closed his eyes for a moment, and the thread of nerves that had been tight and tense along with his continuous running for many days finally gradually relaxed in the sound of gurgling water.

He set off from his parents' side in Australia last night, had another long night's flight, arrived at the South City International Airport and landed on the ground, and then personally sent Ai Jia to his sister-in-law's place. After such a short period of time chasing the winds and waves, he should have taken a rest, but at this time when the dust had settled, he only wanted to come and have a look at Lin Jian.

So again, as if he was tireless, he drove more than three hours from South City to Lin City just to come and see his sweetheart whom he hadn't seen for days.

Beloved--

When those three words crossed his mind, the ends of Shen Ke's slightly closed eyes curved unconsciously.

After a long time, the small sound of running water stopped, and a short while later, Lin Jian came out of the bathroom in her loungewear, rubbing her hair and walking over to him.

Shen Ke opened his eyes, just to see Lin Jian brow slightly knitted, looking down at him and asked, "Do you want to go to the bath to rest, you look ...... as if you are a little tired, or simply sleep directly?"

The youth in front of me has just finished bathing, the whole person is still with damp vapor, like a plant growing in the fresh snow in the bamboo, crisp and fresh, Shen Ke dot gradually gathered a smile, pause, before saying, "No need to come in a hurry, nothing is ready, I will just lie on the sofa casually on the line, you quickly go to bed."

Lin Jian's dark and quiet eyes surveyed him for a few seconds, and not knowing what to think of, he threw the towel in his hand directly onto the coffee table, reached out and pulled Shen Ke's wrist, directly yanking the person up from the sofa and walking towards the bedroom.

"Come with me."

Shen Ke thought that he could not afford to let himself be clothed on the sofa for the night, and gave a "hey" sound, saying no with a light smile on her lips, but she still obediently got up with the force of Lin Jian's hand, and was pulled into the room.

Lin Jian didn't say anything to him, but took him directly to the closet, and with the hand that wasn't holding the man's wrist, he pushed open the sliding door of the closet with a "brushing" sound.

Shen Ke looked up, then was slightly stunned.

In the closet, Lin Jian's clothes had been sorted out from the suitcase at some point and were now occupying half of the closet space.

And the other half, on the other hand--

Lin Jian turned around, one hand still holding Shen Ke's wrist, while the other casually pointed towards the closet: "I've prepared some too, and they've all been washed and ironed, so you can pick one at random."

Just as Shen Ke brought him home again some time ago and prepared his clothes for the seasons in advance.

Shen Ke stared at the other half of the fully hung but unusually neat half of the closet and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Those well-organized clothes, at this time to see in the eyes, warm body and heart.

It's more like some kind of unspoken sign-

Perhaps it was a long time ago, so long that Shen Ke had just brought home that little snow-doll Lin Jian, until now, when they stand shoulder to shoulder once again in a brand-new capacity, and it seems that the two of them have never been chasing each other's footsteps in the first place, but rather, it's always been a two-way head-to-head race.

Shen Ke sighed softly, unable to ignore the sheer sensation of her heart being filled, and spared a moment to remove a loungewear outfit, scanning down at it and then asking with a smile, "You actually know my size?"

Lin Jian let go of his wrist and turned to head out of the bedroom, casually replying, "It's just a size, it's not your size, what's not-"

The sentence snapped to a halt before he could finish it, and he realized with hindsight how much his brain, exasperated by the contractor, couldn't keep its mouth shut.

The man behind him was quiet for a few seconds.

Lin Jian silent nailed in place, forced to hold back the shame can not turn around, for a long time, only to take a deep breath, mouth to urge: "new toiletries are placed on the sink, you go, put a long time will not be new!"

Not new ......

Shit.

Shen Ke stood behind, looked at the youth in front of him instantly dyed red ear tips, smiled, and when he walked past him, he naturally raised his hand and rubbed his half-dried hair, "Lin designer ambition is not small ...... line, I as soon as possible, save the toothbrush waiting for anxious."

Gentle footsteps swept past, and Lin Jian pretended to close her eyes like death the moment Shen Ke missed her, only to sigh heavily when the sound of water in the bathroom resumed shortly thereafter, fall back into the center of the king-sized bed, and begin thinking of a hundred ways to escape the planet with her brow furrowed and eyes closed.

By the time Shen Ke finished his shower and came out from the bathroom, Lin Jian's feeling of shame that he wanted to leave the human society directly had almost been alleviated, and he wondered if Shen Ke had intentionally given him more time for self-regulation.

Shen Ke returned to the bedroom wearing the same color as Lin Jian's body, looked at the bed with closed eyes and motionless pretending to be calm, after a few seconds, slightly bowed, poked Lin Jian's brow with his finger, his voice contained a touch of a very light smile, and said, "If you can control the fact that you don't move even here, then I'll believe that you're really asleep. "

Lin Jian sighed hopelessly, opened his eyes, and looked at Shen Ke in silence for a long time, and then consciously moved into the bed, giving him half of the position, and also smoothly ...... lifted a little bit of the quilt for him.

Shen Ke raised his eyebrows very lightly and raised his hand to turn off the sleep light.

The deep, thick blackness of the night nevertheless gives one an infinite sense of security, especially when one is held tenderly from behind.

Lin Jian's thin back was gathered in Shen Ke's warm and solid embrace, and in the darkness, he could smell the faint scent of the same body wash lingering between them.

The orange-toned woody fragrance is subdued yet hypnotic.

Just like Shen Ke this person, seems to be warm and calm like water, but always be able to evoke his own drowning in which the impulse to fall deeply into the sinking.

Shen Ke's soft breath fell behind his ear, and Lin Jian stirred in the warmth of the breath around him, then slowly turned around and came face to face with Shen Ke in the darkness of the room.

Their calves, hidden under the covers, were still naturally folded together, and the slightest unintentional movement could bring up subtle yet hidden currents as their skin rubbed together.

Lin Jian is aware of his current state, and Shen Ke naturally senses it as well.

But Lin Jian just rested her forehead against his shoulder, snuggling noiselessly along with Shen Ke's steady breathing, saying nothing, doing nothing.

Shen Ke lifted his hand and gently rubbed the soft hair on the back of his head and asked very softly, "Tell me, why are you upset today?"

Lin Jian breathed slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

The feeling is too subtle-

Even if he says nothing, and keeps all his negative emotions well and intact, it seems that in front of Shen Ke, there is no place to hide even the smallest ripple.

He could always see right through his pretense of being normal.

Lin Jian, however, fell silent, pondering and hesitating in his mind.

Tonight and the contractor in charge of the dispute or, engineering mistakes or, he did not want to disclose a little information to Shen Ke, only because ...... if he said, he always has a kind of his own bullying illusion.

Moreover, Shen Ke has also said before that he does not need to personally supervise a project of such a level as this city park.

But if you don't say it, Lin Jian is self-conscious, and in the end, Teng Sheng is also considered a second-tier subsidiary of Shen's, so no matter whether it is earned or lost, it can be counted as Shen Ke's money.

Lin Jian pursed her lips and thought - let's just give the wrongdoer a heads up.

But in any case, in front of other people to reiterate right and wrong this kind of thing equivalent to a disguised complaint, Lin Jian can not do it, so he pondered for a long time, but also just said, "A little thing at work."

"There is a small error on one of the units on the project site and on the design plan, which may have to be reassessed by the relevant authorities."

After saying that, he stopped talking about it, obviously meaning that he had finished his words.

Shen Ke heard quietly hugged him for a while, did not say much, just "hmm", after a few seconds, grabbed a handful of his hair tail, before saying: "Since it is a small matter, do not let your mood affected."

He was more concerned about Lin Jian's mood than the minor obstacles at work.

"How can you not be affected?" Lin Jian sighed in the darkness, rubbed his forehead against his shoulder, and asked with a bit of an unspoken pouty tone, "Teach me?"

"Still learning?" Shen Ke didn't know what came to his mind, and after a moment of silence he suddenly burst out laughing, "What will you take in exchange this time?"

When Lin Jian was asked this question, he suddenly thought of the "live teaching" in Shen Ke's study not long ago, and his face heated up uncontrollably, gritting his teeth and saying, "Bullying again, right?"

"No, don't bully you when you're in a bad mood." Shen Ke gave a deep chuckle, his voice had a low and fuzzy gentleness in the dark environment, "However, don't let life or small hiccups at work affect your mood, some of them are not worth it."

"Can I control this?" Lin Jian muzzle light, but listen carefully but still can discern a trace of disillusionment, muttered, "said quite easy, you have been in a high position for a long time, naturally no one dares to come to touch your bad luck."

"What kind of silly talk is this?" Shen Ke laughs with a slight vibration in his chest, but his tone is always soothing and calm, "As long as people live, they will always encounter such and such things and all kinds of people, no matter whether it's a thing or a person, as long as there is an interaction, there is bound to be friction and discomfort, but although the objective world doesn't shift by the will of the individual, one's own emotions can still be self-control. ."

"It's just a theory, it's too difficult to put into practice." Lin Jian is a bit stubborn, it seems that the extent of this "unhappiness" is not as easy as Shen Ke thought, "It is a monk who does not feel sad or happy."

Shen Ke froze, and was successfully amused by his childish remark, slightly helplessly and indulgently patting the top of his head, "You must not be presumptuous ...... did not say that you should be allowed to cultivate your mind to that extent."

Lin Jian quietly stopped talking, then Shen Ke sighed softly and said warmly, "The key depends on whether it's worth it or not, as well as, it depends on whether your unhappiness has any effect."

"A thing happens, if you are not satisfied or do not agree with it, the matter is about oneself, of course, you can lose your temper, you can put on a face, you can even give vent to bad feelings, but what about the results?" Shen Ke said unhurriedly, "If your emotions can affect or change the final outcome, then venting a pass is not wrong, but if not, then there is no point, rather than self-control, wait and see what happens, you know, everything always have the opposite of the extreme and the time to come back to life."

Lin Jian tilted his face up slightly in Shen Ke's arms, finding those deep eyes and gazing into them for a moment before saying, "Is there more?"

"Emotions are precious things." Shen Ke lowered his head, sought out Lin Jian's eyes accurately in the thick blackness of the room, touched his eyelids very lightly with his lips, and added, "So whether it's good or bad, don't waste it easily on outsiders, because those people won't care, won't cherish it, and won't change the outcome of their behavior because of your good or bad mood, so it's not worth it. "

"Then to whom?" Lin Jian's chest burned slightly, knowingly.

"To me, to everyone who cares about you."

Lin Jian's throat knots slid uncontrollably for a moment, and he asked in a low voice, "Wyatt Emotions, you want them too?"

"Why not?" Shen Ke smiled again and replied in a faint voice, "Not only bad moods or defeated moods, but even your shortcomings and bad habits that you can't change, I want them all, and I'll take them all."

"You ......" Lin Jian was stunned for a moment, his voice a little unsteady, "Why?"

"Because that way you are complete."

It's one that belongs entirely to him.

He wants all of him.

All of it is his.

Lin Jian maintained the posture of raising his head slightly, and in the dim light, he looked at Shen Ke's eyes for an instant, the irritating coldness of his heart being driven away, leaving only the ironing residual warmth left by this person.

In the middle of the day, the back of his shoulders, which had been slightly tense all night, finally loosened up, and with a tilt of his head, he kissed Shen Ke on the corner of her lips.

Like a small animal that has been soothed and tamed and is finally willing to show kindness to its master.

Shen Ke's eyes curved slightly at the end, looked down at Lin Jian's blurred profile and asked, "Happy?"

"Uh-huh." Lin Jian's voice was still a bit muffled, "Much happier."

"Hard mouth." Shen Ke helplessly laughed, gently moved a little by Lin Jian ride all night legs, did not expect the person in the arms suddenly frowned "um" a sound.

Shen Ke was surprised to stop what had been an attempt to turn around, pausing for two seconds when his other hand, which was under the covers, suddenly shifted between the two of them.

"Looks like it's not just a hard mouth." Shen Ke's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, the fleeting touch in his palm just now was exceptionally obvious, he was rarely surprised, "Designer Lin, you shouldn't be in this state for so half a day, right?"

Lin Jian was fortunate that there were no lights on in the room at this time, and the moonlight was blocked out by the heavy curtains, the dark environment was the best cover for blushing, he gritted his teeth and said, "Young people in their early twenties are not all like this, do you think I'm thirty-five too?"

That was a bit of an understatement, but Shen Ke didn't care, just suddenly had his hands on the side of his waist, and with a lift of his arms, he lifted the man up and sat him on his shoulders.

The sky was spinning, Lin Jian was caught off guard and grabbed the wooden railing at the end of the bed to keep from losing his center of gravity and falling on his face.

"What are you doing?"

"Not doing anything, trying out what arm strength is like for a thirty-five year old." Shen Ke pulled down his house pants as she spoke, and after a moment of bewilderment, flexed her fingers and flicked them, a little trace of vague laughter coloring her voice, "And to make you thoroughly happy again, by the way."

After saying this, he slapped Lin Jian's backside lightly, and the person on top of him had a numbness in his spine, and all of a sudden he leaned forward.

"Shen Ke!"

The impact of the image in front of her eyes was so great that Lin Jian glanced at it in the darkness, only to feel that her face was so hot that it could literally drip hot water at that moment, "No, you don't-"

"No?" Shen Ke laughs slightly hoarsely, reaches out and pops it again, and asks, "Then what if you just keep standing there and roll over in the middle of the night when you're asleep and crush it?"

Who the hell could crush this? It's not wrapped around your waist!

"You--"

"Hush." Shen Ke softly interrupted him, warmly soothing the youth who was about to explode, "Don't make a sound, the soundproofing of your apartment may not work."

When he finished, he hung his head very gently.

At that moment, the waves in Lin Jian's heart surged into an overwhelming tsunami.

He was sitting front and center on Shen Ke's shoulder, not even daring to look down to see what was going on.

That's ...... Shen Ke ah.

It was his little uncle, and even more so, the man he had looked up to since he was a child.

Now surprisingly ......

Even in his chaotic and wretched dreams, he dared not dream of such a scene.

Lin Jian gripped the wooden rail of the bed and tightened his fingers, biting down on the crown of his teeth to prevent himself from leaking half a sound.

Shen Ke soothes and embraces all his edges and hard bones with extreme gentleness.

Drifting in and out of consciousness, Lin Jian used his best self-control and sense not to let himself get carried away at the end, but even if he had withdrawn just in time, Shen Ke would inevitably have been contaminated.

Beads of sweat rolled down from Lin Jian's forehead and temples in bunches, smashing down and shattering on Shen Ke's eyebrows and eyes, and he was stunned for a moment before he gasped and leaned down to kiss his lips.

"Don't." Shen Ke, however, tilts his head slightly to avoid it, the mute in his voice growing more pronounced, and smiles, "Let me go rinse my mouth first."

When he finished speaking, he was about to help the man off his body and get up, but Lin Jian didn't move, looked at him for two seconds, and then suddenly raised the covers and curled his whole body downward.

Shen Ke was quick to take his arm, easily yanking the disempowered man back, pulling out the paper towels sitting on the bedside table and organizing a wipe for him, "No need."

"Why don't you use it?" Lin Jian asked, looking at Shen Ke after a long time before his breath calmed down a bit.

He had just felt it, and he was clearly not the only one who had moved.

"No need for you to do that." Shen Ke replied in a calm and conciliatory voice, the ripples in his voice fading considerably.

"...... can only be made by you for me, not me for you?"

"It's not that, don't think nonsense." Shen Ke let out a laugh and clutched the used tissue in his hand, ready to go to the bathroom to throw it away, "I just ...... can't bear to part with it a bit."

There's actually a lot of give and take.

Without waiting for Lin Jian to make another move, he got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to re-brush his teeth and rinse his mouth.

By the time he had gotten organized and folded his way back into the bedroom, he saw that Lin Jian had completely calmed down, the sleep light had been turned back on, and he was lying on the bed, calling out his name very softly.

"Shen Ke."

"What's wrong?" Shen Ke lifted the covers and rejoined him.

"You don't have to be so careful." Lin Jian looked at him, his gaze clear and fixed, "And there is no need to be reluctant, there is nothing I ...... can or will not do for you."

It was as hard as it was for Lin Jian to confess his heart in this way, and when he had finished, he averted his eyes and inclined his head to look at him no more.

And the person beside him was quiet for a moment, then suddenly let out a laugh and said softly, "Okay, I get it."

Then, as if as a reward, he leaned in and kissed him on the beads of his lips.

Lips rubbing together.

And so Lin Jian gets another refreshing, minty goodnight kiss.