CFL 55

Wen Ci dared not mention that he had been to the emergency room last night, had an IV drip, and had eaten some other strange things. He didn’t dare to say a word.

During the meal, Jiang Yufeng served rice for him alone, less than half a bowl. Xin Jingqi noticed it and thought they were playing some kind of game, but she didn’t ask, fearing that she might be the one to feel embarrassed if she did.

Wen Ci used his chopsticks to push the food into Jiang Yufeng’s bowl: “Can’t finish it, it’s too much.”

Xin Jingqi: “?”

Jiang Yufeng leisurely looked at him, his tone calm: “Can’t eat any at all?”

“Had too much last night.” Wen Ci got up in the middle of the night to find food by himself. Jiang Yufeng didn’t stop him. After Wen Ci finished half a cookie, he realized that Jiang Yufeng had been staring at him for quite a while, walking silently like a ghost.

Jiang Yufeng: “Just that little bit could fill your stomach.”

“Ah…” Wen Ci felt guilty and vague, not daring to mention his stomachache at the dinner table.

Xin Jingqi: “…”

What are they talking about, what did they eat, what exactly did they eat last night in the middle of the night?

Xin Jingqi suddenly fell silent again. Well, she must have heard something she shouldn’t have.

Damn it, it turned out that Jiang Yufeng had already “eaten” her son.

After the meal, Jiang Yufeng wanted to take Wen Ci to the hospital for a check-up, but they made an excuse that they were going on a date. Xin Jingqi still gave Jiang Yufeng a meaningful look, but in the end, she didn’t say anything.

Zhao Shuran raised both hands and feet in approval, reminding them to take Wen Ci to eat more good food and buy more good things.

Then she took Xin Jingqi to the next door to join a mahjong game.

Jiang Yufeng took Wen Ci to register and get a prescription. Since Wen Ci was quite resistant to having a gastroscopy, they only did an abdominal ultrasound and an electrocardiogram. No abnormalities were found, and acute gastritis was confirmed.

Jiang Yufeng went to the first-floor hall to wait for the medicine, and Wen Ci went to the restroom. When he came out with his wet hair, he accidentally bumped shoulders with a man at the corner.

Wen Ci quickly and subconsciously said: “Sorry.”

Ding Suiran glanced at him: “It’s okay…”

Wen Ci turned to leave, and Ding Suiran suddenly called him back: “Wait, are you a friend of Jiang Yufeng?”

Who is this person?

Wen Ci was puzzled and cautiously replied: “Yes.”

“I’m his high school classmate.”

“Oh…” Wen Ci always showed a puzzled attitude towards Jiang Yufeng’s past, after all, he knew nothing about it.

Seeing his silly look, Ding Suiran chuckled: “See you later.”

Wen Ci watched his back as he left, and his sixth sense told him that this person and Jiang Yufeng didn’t have a good relationship.

When he went back, Jiang Yufeng was still waiting. Seeing Wen Ci’s slender and refined figure walking to his side, he said: “Took so long, did you get lost?”

“No, I checked the sign.” Wen Ci grabbed the clothes on his arm, “I saw your high school classmate.”

Wen Ci made a shape on top of his head: “His hair is standing up, with both sides shaved, and there is a small scar on the side of his cheek.”

“It’s him.”

“So you really are high school classmates.” Wen Ci thought for a moment, after all, this is the place where Jiang Yufeng grew up, it’s not strange to meet classmates here.

“Yes.”

“Do you have a bad relationship with him?”

“Not good.”

“Why?”

“Because I often act arrogantly in front of him.”

“…”

Wen Ci held his stomach, Jiang Yufeng pulled his arm and sat him on the chair. Wen Ci simply leaned on his shoulder: “So many people… The doctor just said that during the New Year, the most people get stomach diseases.”

Wen Ci had been holding on since last night, looking listless, with a more cold and distant look in his eyes.

Wen Ci rubbed Jiang Yufeng’s arm and found that he had no expression, just the dark circles under his eyes showing a kind of winter cold fatigue.

“Xiaoyu, you didn’t sleep well.” Wen Ci touched his face, Jiang Yufeng half-lowered his gaze at him, “When you feel comfortable, I will sleep well.”

“Did I scare you?” Wen Ci clearly remembered that Jiang Yufeng’s eyes were red at that time.

“No.”

“You’re stubborn, I know…” Wen Ci was about to touch Jiang Yufeng’s profile when Jiang Yufeng bit his finger. The slender and translucent fingertips were congested and red. Wen Ci felt the pain and was about to get angry when a clear female voice suddenly came from behind.

“I just thought I was mistaken, but it really is you, Jiang Yufeng.”

Wen Ci put down his hand, wiped his saliva on Jiang Yufeng’s coat, and turned his head at the same time.

Jiang Yufeng greeted indifferently: “Sister Xin.”

At this time, there was a person standing behind the thick pillar. Ding Suiran was originally going to greet, but when he heard someone coming forward, he hid.

That person really came with Jiang Yufeng, but who exactly is this person? It’s rare for Jiang Yufeng to have a stranger around him. In many people’s eyes, he always comes and goes alone, as lonely as a wolf.

It can only be said that the relationship must be extraordinary.

Sister Xin was still wearing a professional suit, probably just got off work: “You rarely come to the hospital, this is…”

Before Jiang Yufeng could introduce, Sister Xin said to Wen Ci: “This is your younger brother, right? You two look quite alike.”

Jiang Yufeng said: “It’s probably to pick up…”

Wen Ci quickly interrupted: “Brother, it’s number 45, hurry to get the medicine~”

Jiang Yufeng glanced at him, Wen Ci could tell with his butt what Jiang Yufeng was about to say, probably something about kissing too much.

Ah, he didn’t want to die socially outside yet.

Sister Xin: “Hahaha, he really is your younger brother.”

Ding Suiran listened for a while, shocked, and left to get the medicine. Brother and younger brother?

When did Jiang Yufeng have a younger brother.

But come to think of it, it’s not strange. Jiang Yufeng’s mother seems to have been single for a long time. It’s not strange for her to have a younger brother for Jiang Yufeng outside, and it’s not strange to raise him so big and dare to send him back, probably afraid that people here would gossip…

Jiang Yufeng quickly got the medicine, and when he came back, he explained to Sister Xin: “This is my boyfriend, came back this year to meet the parents, and got married in the third year.”

“Ah? Getting married in the third year, you…” Sister Xin’s eyes were filled with disbelief, “I really didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect that the earliest one to get married among us is you.”

Jiang Yufeng: “You know now.”

Wen Ci: “?”

How come he didn’t know.

After Sister Xin left, Jiang Yufeng said: “This is Mei Xinyuan’s classmate, working in sales.”

Wen Ci oh-ed, and after a few seconds, he finally managed to say: “Don’t always talk about getting married.”

“Why, don’t you want to get married to me?”

“It’s not… I didn’t mean that, we are still young, and we can’t be sure about the future.”

Jiang Yufeng looked at him strangely: “Are you planning to leave me after graduation.”

“…”

“We have been to bed many times, if I were a woman, I would probably be pregnant by now. If you don’t take responsibility, are you going to be a conscienceless Scumbag?”

Wen Ci: “?”

What what what?

A faint pink appeared on Wen Ci’s cheeks, “It was me who ate you, not you who ate me.”

Jiang Yufeng helped him open the passenger door, and after he got in the car from the other side, he said: “When I got in, did I hit your stomach?”

Wen Ci would never admit it: “No.”

“Try it tonight.”

“Ah… I want to, but…”

“Don’t worry, it won’t hit your stomach.”

“…………”

Wen Ci covered his face: “I’m too shy when you say these things.”

Wen Ci often makes some very cute expressions, but Jiang Yufeng still likes the look of being dazed the most, the spirit is in the most excited, the most uncontrollable and still trying to look at him, all over the body is his smell.

The more he thinks, the more Jiang Yufeng’s gaze is calm.

Wen Ci reached into Jiang Yufeng’s coat pocket and grabbed a White Rabbit milk candy: “Eat something sweet to recover.”

“Either you take it, or I don’t want to give it to you now,” Wen Ci said seriously as he peeled the candy wrapper, negotiating with Jiang Yufeng, “unless you don’t mess with my stomach tonight.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s very sour, and can you buy bigger condoms next time? They always break, why, is it because the quality is not good, or are you grinding too hard.”

Jiang Yufeng drove and turned into the grocery store. Wen Ci stopped the car and saw their family’s store.

“Why do you have to buy it here.”

“Because it’s free to take.”

“…”

Of course it can’t be free, because this time Zhao Shuran is here. She happened to pass by to check the shop situation, and didn’t expect to see Jiang Yufeng and Wen Ci here.

Zhao Shuran greeted: “What do you want?”

Wen Ci desperately grabbed Jiang Yufeng’s wrist, please~ please~ boyfriend, don’t do this.

Jiang Yufeng: “Why?”

Wen Ci: “…”

Whatever.

Zhao Shuran suspiciously: “What exactly do you want, or are you just browsing randomly?”

Jiang Yufeng casually took out a box: “This one.”

Zhao Shuran looked at the protruding dots on it, strawberry flavor, ultra-thin, and fell into contemplation.

Wen Ci was holding his head inside, finished finished finished, his image in Zhao Shuran’s heart was completely destroyed.

Zhao Shuran changed a box: “This one, lemon flavor is more refreshing.”

Jiang Yufeng: “Okay.”

Zhao Shuran calmly: “Fifty-eight point eight yuan, I’ll scan you.”

Wen Ci: “……”

Zhao Shuran smiled and saw them out.

After checking out, Jiang Yufeng took Wen Ci out of the store. Wen Ci saw the cloudy sky, and his soul was sucked back: “… ah, can’t hide it anymore.”

Jiang Yufeng’s comfort was heavy: “My mom likes you very much.”

“How much.”

“Except for my dad, she likes you the most.”

“Ah… then do I have to be your dad.”

“…”

“Haha, I’m just joking.”

Jiang Yufeng: “So you don’t have to worry too much, premarital sex is not a shameful thing, I’ll apologize to auntie later…”

“No…” Wen Ci jumped up and covered his mouth, accidentally bumping into the person walking towards them.

Wen Ci immediately turned around and said meekly, “Sorry… Ah, it’s you again.”

Ding Suiran had a tuft of green hair on top of his head, with both sides shaved and a small scar on his cheek, making his features very distinctive: “Hey, Jiang Yufeng, long time no see.”

Jiang Yufeng glanced at the green on his head: “Long time no see, you’ve become uglier.”

“Grass…”

Ding Suiran ground his teeth, glanced at Wen Ci, and before he could look a second time, Jiang Yufeng blocked his view.

Ding Suiran: “What are you doing, can’t I look at your brother?”

He was very pleased with himself now, confidently holding Jiang Yufeng’s secret, Zhao Shuran had brought back a love child from outside.

“Is there something?”

“At least we’re high school classmates, let’s get together and chat. Many people miss you, and the marks you left on me are still there.” Ding Suiran pointed to the scar on his face.

Jiang Yufeng handed him a business card: “Sure, call to make an appointment.”

Ding Suiran: “…”

The car was parked across the street. After Wen Ci got in the car, he could feel Ding Suiran’s despair through the window: “Do you have some grudge with him, and do many people have grudges with you? How did you get along in high school? Were you the school bully in high school? Did you bully others?”

This needs to be clarified. Jiang Yufeng: “No, it’s just that at the age of youthful vigor, it’s easier to make enemies.”

Wen Ci gazed at his profile, which was sharply defined and profound, with deep-set eyes. Dressed in a collared trench coat, he looked refined and elegant. It was hard to imagine that he had been a delinquent in high school.

“I really want to see you in high school.”

“I advise you not to.”

“Why?”

“If I had known you in high school.”

The light was red ahead, Jiang Yufeng turned his head, with no trace of joking: “I might have forced my love on you.”

“Ah…” Wen Ci didn’t quite understand, “How to force?”

“Threaten you to be my boyfriend, confine you in my residence except for school, sometimes lock you to the bedpost, I could do such things, but the bottom line is not to mess with minors, so I would only masturbate in front of you, shoot everything on your face, your body, every corner of you.”

“You would of course resist, you might even cry, curse me in your mouth, and bite me, but this is just a catalyst that makes it more exciting, and I might not be able to help it, let your mouth be full of my taste.”

Wen Ci was stunned for a moment: “You sometimes do this to me too.”

“So you would only fall in love with me later.”

Wen Ci realized, cursed him: “… Pervert.”

Taking advantage of the red light still having a few seconds, Wen Ci bit his tiger’s mouth hard, leaving a bite mark and a circle of water stains.

Jiang Yufeng laughed deeply: “Still owe…”

Wen Ci: “So if it were like this, you wouldn’t fall in love with me, right?”

“The premise of forced love is love.” Jiang Yufeng just finished speaking and also couldn’t react.

After all, he and Wen Ci, it’s hard to say who cared about who first.

There was no one at home, Wen Ci felt a little hungry, and secretly took a box of milk from the kitchen. Just as he opened it and poured it into the bowl, he was discovered by Jiang Yufeng.

“Ah…”

“Milk is cold, drink less.”

Wen Ci curled his lips, sat on the table, looked at the bowl of milk next to Jiang Yufeng, and then took out a retractable spoon from his pocket, and scooped a mouthful from Jiang Yufeng’s bowl.

Jiang Yufeng: “… Where did you get this toy.”

“I bought it.”

In the end, it was Jiang Yufeng who frowned and drank up the milk, and Wen Ci felt heartbroken. During the noon break, he decided not to sleep with Jiang Yufeng.

“Buy your own set, use it yourself, don’t use it on me.”

Wen Ci hugged the quilt and rolled on the bed for two rounds, almost falling down and being caught by Jiang Yufeng. Wen Ci shouted: “Sit up, move yourself.”

The opposite of the sky.

Jiang Yufeng, through the quilt, slapped his buttocks twice, not lightly, but because the quilt blocked the force, it was still okay.

Wen Ci twisted his buttocks twice, then rubbed on the pillow, and cried out: “You hit me, you still hit me, you don’t even let me drink milk, I hate you!”

Wen Ci’s skin is white, and no matter how soft the pillow fabric is, it can leave red marks on his face. Wen Ci turned his head, and a red line was rubbed out at the corner of his eye, looking very wronged, as if he really cried.

Jiang Yufeng picked up the person, Wen Ci sat on his thigh, twisted his head, and wiped his eyes.

Jiang Yufeng stared at his lips: “Do you want to drink something better, more nutritious, more flavorful, and not harmful to the body.”

Wen Ci showed a bewildered expression: “What?”

“Saliva.”

“…”

Wen Ci slightly tilted his head back, Jiang Yufeng leaned down and kissed him deeply, pinching Wen Ci’s ear, kissing and pinching at the same time, until the two lips became red and swollen, and his tongue slipped in through the seam of his lips.

Jiang Yufeng grabbed Wen Ci’s hand: “Help me take it off.”

Wen Ci hummed softly, Jiang Yufeng’s tongue was soft and red, flexible and forceful, more skillful than Jiang Yufeng himself, and didn’t miss any place.

Wen Ci leaned on Jiang Yufeng, his hand went around from behind to the front, and placed it on his stomach, asking Wen Ci: “Is there any other uncomfortable place?”

The stomach was bloated and sour, Wen Ci grabbed his wrist and gradually placed it on the stomach: “Here.”

“Hmm, it’s all bloated.” Jiang Yufeng pressed.

Wen Ci bit his lip, speaking with a slight whine: “I want to go to the bathroom.”

Jiang Yufeng scooped him up by the popliteal fossa at the back of his legs, holding him directly in his arms, and whispered intimately into his ear: “It’s better not to pee in bed.”

After a while, Wen Ci trembled and grabbed Jiang Yufeng’s hair, crying out: “You’re too bad, I hate you.”

Jiang Yufeng wiped him clean and put him back on the bed, kneeling behind him with one leg bent: “Don’t hate me, I myself hope to get your scolding voice, the more the better.”

In this position, Wen Ci could clearly see the scenery below.

And Jiang Yufeng’s gaze was only on Wen Ci, and could not accommodate others.

Jiang Yufeng’s hand went around from behind to the front, and his fingertips brushed over those mottled marks, making Wen Ci’s waist and legs tremble and unable to stand straight.

“Baby, do you love me?”

But later, Wen Ci couldn’t say a word, not even a single word.

The number of times was not many, and Wen Ci lay on the bed like a doll without clothes, with one leg on the edge of the bed, swinging, and a hint of red in the middle.

Jiang Yufeng pulled a quilt over him, “Going out tonight?”

“…… I just finished, can’t you let me rest for a while.”

“Mom and aunt and uncle are going to the square to shop tonight, they asked.”

Wen Ci thought for a while: “Then let’s go.”

“If it’s really not possible, I’ll tell them.”

“No need, I’m very strong, and you’re not that big, I’ve adapted.”

Jiang Yufeng smiled: “…… Oh.”

After all, it was the sense of ceremony for the whole family to go out together, and Wen Ci valued these more. In the past, when Wen Ci was on vacation, he wanted to go shopping with his family of three, but there was no chance. Either Wen Yingyi had to work overtime, or Xin Jingqi had a mahjong game at night.

Wen Ci had forgotten when was the last time they went out as a family of three.

Zhao Shuran saw the two of them and blinked: “Baby, are you tired today, do you want to eat something delicious, auntie will treat you, don’t be polite with me.”

“He doesn’t eat.” Jiang Yufeng answered for him.

Zhao Shuran: “How do you know, are you full? Is it that Wen Ci doesn’t eat anything?”

Wen Ci: “……”

I understand, I understand.

The temperature today is still good, the wind is cool, Wen Ci is starving, actually not that the stomach is hungry, but just feels that the stomach is very empty, now is in a state of wanting to eat everything, but can’t eat anything, too painful.

Passing by the bakery, the smell of cake wafts out, Jiang Yufeng went in and bought a few small ones, letting Wen Ci eat them bit by bit.

Wen Ci could only eat some freshly baked, warm little cakes, with mineral water, actually he now feels uncomfortable all over, and hasn’t rested well today.

But still accompanied Xin Jingqi and the others to take quite a few photos, Wen Ci saved each one, slightly coded, p’ed the picture, and posted it on WeChat Moments.

After posting, Wen Ci looked at Jiang Yufeng, couldn’t control his facial expression, and grinned at him.

Jiang Yufeng: “?”

“I posted you on my Moments, they will all know you.”

Jiang Yufeng: “You are posting now, I have posted long ago.”

Wen Ci: “……”

Later, the few of them acted separately, Wen Ci and Jiang Yufeng went into the shopping mall to browse.

Wen Ci began to run out of energy, tired and could only hold Jiang Yufeng’s hand and walk slowly, Jiang Yufeng saw his poor condition and rubbed his hair: “Let’s go back first, okay?”

Wen Ci couldn’t bear Jiang Yufeng’s gentle speaking: “Mm… I want to eat another bite of the small cake.”

“Okay.”

“How about drinking some drinks.”

“No, drink water first, and then take medicine when you go back.”

Wen Ci, annoyed by the dietary restrictions, and muttered: “We just finished, can’t you let me have my way.”

“Because I care about you, that’s why I say so, it has nothing to do with just finishing, of course I did it because I like you.”

“…… I won’t say that in the future.” Wen Ci gently rested his head in his arms and said in a low voice, “I’m just annoyed in my heart.”

“I know.” Jiang Yufeng’s tolerance in this aspect is super strong, “I can bear your temper tantrums.”

“…… It’s really good to have a boyfriend with stable emotions.”

Jiang Yufeng didn’t speak, just smiled.

The interior decoration of the shopping mall’s restroom is super luxurious, Jiang Yufeng waited outside, and ran into Ding Suiran who also came to the restroom.

Ding Suiran didn’t even greet, just rolled his eyes.

He had just walked to the door of the restroom when Wen Ci came out in a hurry. Fortunately, Ding Suiran was quick-eyed and dodged in time. He took a closer look and saw that it was still that kid! Jiang Yufeng’s brother!

Ding Suiran looked suspiciously at Wen Ci’s back, thought for a moment, and followed him out. He saw Wen Ci’s panicked face pulling Jiang Yufeng’s hand and walking outside.

Ding Suiran stopped, to be honest, he really couldn’t tell that they were brothers, were there such intimate brothers?

Were Zhang Fei and Guan Yu getting along like this?

Brothers are brothers, can’t brothers keep a distance?

How can they be so outrageous, even seeing an ambiguous atmosphere between brothers.

He couldn’t let it go; he was determined to get to the bottom of things, to uncover Jiang Yufeng’s damned weaknesses, in order to avenge the humiliation of having his face scraped.

Ding Suiran followed out the door, only to see the two of them turn to the corner of the alley, where there were few people, and next to it was an old office building, which was very quiet at this time before the seventh day of the lunar new year started work.

“I just lost face…”

The two stood in the dark, the light was not very obvious, but Wen Ci’s eyes were very bright, Jiang Yufeng had good eyesight: “What’s wrong?”

Wen Ci lifted his clothes to show the marks to Jiang Yufeng, let him see clearly.

“My breasts are swollen, and my little bird ^[1]is also weak.”

Wen Ci’s face was full of pitiful complaints.

“It’s your fault, I’m not happy, wuwuwu.”

Ding Suiran, who was leaning against the wall: …