Chapter 49: Why does he ...... want to kiss Chen Jingshen so badly.

At noon the next day, Yu Fan was awakened by the sunlight hitting her eyelids and realized that she had left the curtains open again before going to bed.

It was almost the hottest time of the year, and the air seemed to float in a layer of heat.

Yu Fan inclined his head to the sun and struggled to close the curtains with his eyes closed, and pressed on the fan at the bedside.

Yu Fan took a moment to slow down in the cool air before laying down flat again.

He stares at the worn ceiling for a moment, reaches over to his pillow, lifts the Du Binquan doll he received last night, and stares at it in silence for a moment.

And then quite unjustifiably swung at the doll's face--

That's how we should have given Chen Jingshen a shot at the hospital last night.

Yu Fan expressionlessly analyzed it in his head.

It's all because Chen Jingshen kissed him too suddenly, and pulled away too quickly, if Chen Jingshen had stuck out his tongue and touched him with his hand, he would have had a chance to throw the punch ......

After analyzing carefully for a while, Yu Fan's ears floated a little unnatural red, he closed his eyes, forcibly cut off his thoughts, rubbed his face vigorously for a few moments, and turned the fan up a notch.

Damn weather. It's hot.

Yu Fan put the dog doll on the bedside, took out his cell phone and opened WeChat, subconsciously glancing at Chen Jingshen's dialog box first.

Chen Jingshen sent him a message at 3:00 a.m. saying "I'm home", but he didn't reply, and Chen Jingshen didn't say anything again.

As always, the familiar discussion group chatted until 99+, the messages were constantly refreshing, and when he saw his name in the preview message, Yu Fan put one hand behind his head and lazily clicked in to scroll through the chat logs.

Zhang Xianjing posted a picture of yesterday's amusement park in the discussion group. She doesn't know how many photos she took, and Yu Fan took a long time just to mechanically swipe them up.

The first few dozen are all selfies of Zhang Xianjing and Ke Ting.

Yu Fan looked at Ke Ting a little more. He and Ke Ting hadn't really spoken much, and Ke Ting was so introverted and kept her head down all the time that he couldn't tell what she looked like even though they had been in the same class for so long and Ke Ting had been sitting in front of him for most of the semester.

In the photo, Zhang Xianjing pressed his head against Ke Ting's, who smiled shyly and peeked into Zhang Xianjing's round eyes.

Yu Fan's fingers scratched half a dozen times again, except for a selfie or a selfie.

His patience was just about to wear thin when he saw himself in the next picture.

To be precise, it's the backs of the six of them. In the warm golden light of the night market, Zuo Kuan and Wang Luan are seen together, while Zhang Xianjing is holding Ke Ting's hand and looking at the cotton candy at the nearby snack store.

With his hands in his pockets, he walked with Chen Jingshen at the end. The entrance to the night market was narrow and crowded, so they were forced to walk shoulder to shoulder for a short while.

Yu Fan stares at the photo for a moment, unable to resist reaching up to zoom in, narrowing his eyes in irritation.

How come Chen Jingshen's shoulders are so much wider than his?

Zuo Kuan: Who took that picture of the back? Do you know how to take a picture? Why did you make me shorter than Wang Luan?

Wang Luan: Aren't you already short? Are you 175?

Zhang Xianjing: Let passersby help take the picture, it's quite pretty, if you don't like it, just mosaic yourself off.]

[Zuo Kuan: ...... Wang Luan, you go to school and wait.]

Wang Luan: Huh? You're not going to throw up on me again, are you?

"Zuo Kuan: Fuck you!

Wang Luan: Hey, but honestly, the night market photos are pretty good, I saved one as a cell phone background.

Zhang Xianjing: Well, they were all taken by Yu Fan, and I didn't think he'd be able to shoot so well. @- Congratulations on being the photographer of Nancheng No.7 Middle School's school beauty.

Zhang Xianjing: [photo] Except for this one, is this the wrong key?

The photo Zhang Xianjing posted still has the same golden, shimmering background of the night market, except that there is a very close, blurry, white figure in it.

It was Chen Jingshen who accidentally took the picture when he was handing him the doll.

Ten minutes had passed after reading the chat log. Yu Fan stood in front of the vanity to brush her teeth, staring at the ruined photo for a few moments before exiting and picking a few photos to save.

[-: Well, press the wrong shot, delete it.]

The next instant it was sent, his phone buzzed and vibrated.

[s: awake?

Not awake. That line in the group was a ghost knock.

Yu Fan responded in his heart and raised his head to continue brushing his teeth. He glanced at himself in the mirror, his right cheek was still blue, the left side of his face was plastered with a piece of gauze, where Yu Kaiming had left a bloody mark last night. When he opened his mouth to brush his teeth, the wound at the corner of his mouth itched a little, maybe the nurse had put too much ointment on it, he had accidentally rubbed some in his mouth last night when he slept, the taste was strange.

Chen Jingshen Did you touch the ointment when you kissed him?

"......"

Yu Fan jerks his teeth brushing faster, looks down and picks up his cell phone again, perfunctorily returning the message.

[-: No.]

[S: Well, then open the door for me when you wake up.]

Chen Jingshen Within seconds of the message being sent, a rush of footsteps could be heard coming from inside the house, followed by a creak as the door opened.

Yu Fan still had his toothbrush in his mouth, his hair was disheveled, and he looked at him with a dumbfounded expression on top of a face full of bruises.

"Why are you here?" Halfway through the morning, Yu Fan spoke indistinctly, his toothbrush wobbling with the sound, and asked again, "When did you get here?"

Chen Jingshen stood by the balcony, put down his cell phone and inclined his head to ask him, "Just arrived. What's for breakfast?"

Yu Fan was baffled by the question, "I don't know."

Chen Jingshen put the insulated lunchbox he was carrying in his other hand on the balcony and said, "Congee then."

"......"

Two footsteps suddenly came from the top of the stairs, accompanied by a few lowered voices--

"Did you hear that noise downstairs last night?"

"Hear that, scared me to death ...... Hey, you said there won't be a death, right? I almost called the police yesterday."

"Don't, it's not like we haven't managed it before, what's the point? Besides, I see that father and son are not like what good people, we call the police, others still think we meddle in it, do not care about it ......"

Yu Fan had heard a lot of this kind of talk since he was a child, and he had passed it by as a whisper, it didn't matter.

But he inexplicably doesn't want Chen Jingshen to hear or see him here right now.

So he tugged on the shoulder strap of Chen Jingshen's school bag and rudely pulled the man inside.

"What are you doing here with your backpack?" He asked, wrinkling his brow as he tugged before responding.

"Brought homework." Chen Jingshen said, "Take advantage of these two days off and you finish the Evolution?"

Yu Fan, still clutching Chen Jingshen's book bag in his hand, kind of wanted to push the person out the door again.

Chen Jingshen Sweeping a glance, the house fallen things have been set right, is broken destroyed bad, still looks very messy.

"Did that man ever come back?" Chen Jingshen asked.

Yu Fan actually didn't say who the person he fought with last night was, but Chen Jingshen had a guess before, and his upstairs neighbor's words just now confirmed his thoughts.

"No, he didn't have the guts to come back."

Yu Fan came back last night and casually cleaned up, and all the small items that couldn't be used were thrown into a garbage bag and thrown into Yu Kaiming's room.

In fact, if it were normal, he would probably have trashed Yu Kaiming's room. But he was a little too distracted last night to do so.

"Stop looking and get the hell out of my room." Yu Fan let go of him and slipped on her slippers, brushing her teeth as she headed back to the restroom.

"Uh-huh." Chen Jingshen hefted the shoulder strap of his school bag and said faintly before entering the room, "Brush gently, the inside of your mouth is broken."

The sound of teeth brushing in the restroom stopped abruptly.

A few seconds later, an urgent gargling sound came from the toilet, followed by a clear and stifled curse, "Your mom Chen Jingshen, I ...... I just like to brush heavily! Don't you fucking mind me!!!"

Yu Fan dawdled in the restroom for about ten minutes before coming out.

His hair was wet, and he sat down in his chair with strained eyelids, the poor chair paddling back a bit from the force of his pressure.

He crossed his legs and stared coldly at the insulated lunch box on the table, just ready to tell Chen Jingshen to get lost with the box-

"Or else you'd better order takeout for dinner." Chen Jingshen suddenly said.

"?" Not expecting the other party to make the first move, Yu Fan twisted his head to look at him with a bit of bewilderment in his icy expression.

"I'm afraid it won't be to your taste." Chen Jingshen faintly said, "Although I got up early, read the recipe for a long time, and even boiled up a wasted pot, it might still not be too good."

"......"

-

A big bowl of congee down, Yu Fan until the afternoon stomach is still holding.

As they approached their senior year of high school, the teachers were assigning more and more homework, and the questions were getting deeper and deeper. Yu Fan worked hard all afternoon and barely managed to write two of the so-called reinforcement papers sent down by Visiting Qin. After he was done, he flipped back and forth, and there were more empty questions than written ones.

Until the sky sank, Chen Jingshen hadn't finished telling him the questions.

After working out a big problem twice, Chen Jingshen asked, "Can you understand it?"

Yu Fan supported his head and stared at the draft paper for half a day in silence, his face gradually turning from numbness to displeasure.

Is this something that people learn?

His hair was pressed coldly, and Chen Jingshen said, "This question is a bit beyond the syllabus, so I can't hear it normally. I'll continue after a break."

Yu Fan was so dazed by the title that it took him half a day to realize that his hair had given way again.

He turned his head to scold, just in time to see Chen Jingshen unscrew the mineral water bottle and take a sip. Chen Jingshen tilted his head, the raised knot in his throat rolled a few times as he swallowed, and the fingers pinching the mineral water bottle curled slightly.

Chen Jingshen has long, thin fingers, which gives him a sense of careless control over whatever he's holding.

Yu Fan's movements stiffened slightly, and he suddenly felt a slight numbness in his neck.

Feeling the line of sight, Chen Jingshen put down his water bottle and glanced towards him with the tails of his eyes faintly.

Yu Fan's desk is very small, usually he is fine by himself, but it is a bit crowded for two big boys.

Their arms were pressed together, and occasionally their legs under the desk would still touch, and they didn't feel anything when they were talking about the problem, but now that they were quiet, Chen Jingshen's body heat was extraordinarily noticeable.

The moon was high in the sky, and the old neighborhood was as quiet as it had been yesterday when they kissed.

Chen Jingshen stared at him in silence and candor, the lamp reflecting in his dark eyes like a silent hook.

Yu Fan thought it was time to replace the small fan that had been used for seven years, the more this damn thing blew, the hotter it got. His grip on the pen tightened, forcing himself to skim the line of sight, last night he seemed to have bumped his nose with Chen Jingshen, it looked quite high, but in fact it didn't hurt much to poke it.

His gaze traveled downwards, landing on Chen Jingshen's lips. He had previously thought that the lines of Chen Jingshen's lips were so cold and thin that he probably wouldn't even feel them when he touched them, but in fact -

Heat rose, and his heartbeat thumped against his eardrums. Yu Fan finally couldn't hold back in the hot silence, and inclined his head towards Chen Jingshen little by little.

Chen Jingshen sat motionless, allowing him to approach. The two chaotic breaths quickly tangled together, and if either one moved forward just a little bit more they could collide.

Chen Jingshen's breath hit Yu Fan's lips, and Yu Fan's head went numb, half a foot on the cliff.

"...... Chen Jingshen." Yu Fan opened his mouth after a long time.

Chen Jingshen looked at him with downcast eyes and gave a lazy hmmm.

"You might as well rub some medicine on your mouth."

"......"

Yu Fan Body backed up, took out the tube of ointment from the drawer and threw it to Chen Jingshen, and vaguely said, "Go to the toilet and rub it, there is a mirror there. I ...... have a cigarette."

Chen Jingshen took the ointment and went to the restroom, Yu Fan sat on the balcony, afraid that no one would know about his current situation, and smoked with his legs crossed and his back to the room in a comical position.

He banged his forehead against the security bar twice so hard that his face and ears burned until he could steam an egg, and his heart beat so madly that he couldn't even breathe very well.

Fuckin' balls.

What the fuck is going on here, he hasn't been drinking or fighting tonight, why is he still fucking off?

Why does he ...... want to kiss Chen Jingshen so badly.