CFL 41

As Wen Ci opened the door, he noticed something was off about Jiang Yufeng’s expression. Although he was smiling, it seemed like he was about to kill someone the next second.

Now he looks fine?

Like a volcano about to erupt suddenly encountering a banana leaf fan, with a flick, the fire is extinguished and spring rain falls, becoming cool and damp.

Jiang Yufeng didn’t give him a chance to ask more: “Let’s go, learn how Teacher Jing Si makes cakes. We can make them together in the future.”

Jing Si had placed quite a few tools on the central island counter. When he came out, he saw Jing Yuan lying on Jiang Yufeng’s lap, a sight that made him panic.

Mainly because he had seen Jiang Yufeng hit people before, and his movements were quite similar to those of his ex-husband, but upon closer inspection, Jiang Yufeng’s actions were a bit more elegant, with every punch landing solidly and without any holding back.

At that time, he was secretly watching from inside the door, seeing Jiang Yufeng beat his ex-husband until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, a fleeting sense of pleasure flashed through his mind.

As Jing Si approached, he saw Wen Ci on the side, smiling gently with his eyebrows and eyes, playing with Jing Yuan, and he felt a momentary relief.

Wen Ci was the most handsome guy he had ever seen.

These days he had been dreaming a lot, able to dream of many people, but whenever Wen Ci appeared, he almost took away all his attention. He could only look at Wen Ci’s face in a trance, watching him pick up the whip and strike himself over and over again.

Jing Si couldn’t bear the pain and screamed, with wet tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, his whole face moist and fascinated.

Wen Ci was different from his ex-husband; he would squat down to gently comfort him, caressing the bruised wounds and kissing the moisture at the corners of his eyes, holding him in his arms.

The dream was the tenderness that Jing Si longed for.

When he woke up, his legs were cold and wet, and he was in a mess all over. Jing Si knew he had a dream, and the object was Wen Ci, with whom he had only had a few encounters.

Jiang Yufeng’s gaze came over, cold and indifferent, his dark eyes like a sharp knife, piercing the images in Jing Si’s mind.

Jing Si hurriedly went over and picked up Jing Yuan: “Did she disturb you guys?”

Wen Ci was about to speak when Jiang Yufeng said in a light tone: “No, she was very well-behaved.”

Jing Si was taken aback, not quite daring to meet Jiang Yufeng’s eyes, let Jing Yuan go play on the side first, and the three of them continued to make the remaining unfinished cake.

Wen Ci was seriously piping cream, he was not very good at it, and his technique was quite clumsy. Jing Si leaned over a bit to teach him hand by hand.

Jiang Yufeng watched from behind with a deep gaze, came up to them without a word, and forcibly widened the gap in the middle, squeezing himself in.

Jing Si: “……”

Wen Ci still paid no attention to the surroundings, but when he turned his head and saw it was Jiang Yufeng, he was a bit surprised: “Do you know how to decorate cakes? Give it a try.”

Jiang Yufeng: “Okay.”

Jing Si thought for a moment, walked to the opposite side of them, watched them, and gave instructions from time to time.

At first, he thought Jiang Yufeng was very hostile towards him, but no matter what Jing Si said, Jiang Yufeng’s response always ended with the word “thank you,” very polite, which made it difficult for Jing Si to say anything.

When piping cream, Jiang Yufeng’s fingers touched quite a bit. He glanced at Wen Ci’s half-face covered with flour, his small and straight nose was clean and lovely. Jiang Yufeng thought for a moment and smeared the cream on his nose.

Wen Ci touched his nose, his hand was full of cream, and he grumbled: “What are you doing? You’re so annoying.”

Jiang Yufeng lowered his head and licked his nose, “Taste it, it’s quite delicious.”

Jing Si’s eyes widened when he saw this from the opposite side.

Wen Ci was even more scared, his face turned red, and his ears were about to steam, he pushed him away desperately.

Privately licking people was one thing, but there were other people here.

Wen Ci wanted to scream, but there was a child here, and it was someone else’s house, so he decided not to lose face.

Jiang Yufeng’s voice was hoarse: “Go wash your face.”

Wen Ci huffed and put down the towel to go to the bathroom to deal with it.

Jing Si’s heart was surging, unable to calm down. Wen Ci had said before that they were just roommates, but looking at it now, there should be no such roommates…

Jing Si pursed his lips, looked at Jiang Yufeng, and forced a smile: “You guys are so close, is this how roommates are?”

Jiang Yufeng turned the turntable, and said lightly: “He is not suitable for you.”

Jing Si was stunned for a moment, and his tone was affirmative: “You like him.”

Jiang Yufeng, wearing gloves, kneaded the dough: “It is inevitable for him to be with me.”

Jing Si lowered his head.

Jiang Yufeng: “But Wen Ci still does not belong to anyone, he belongs to himself.”

Jing Si’s eyes widened slightly. His eyes were large, with brown pupils, and they looked very moist under the light.

“The cake you make has your own flavor. You can open a new store. You don’t have to make cakes just for Wen Ci.”

Before Jiang Yufeng rented the house, Jing Si and his family were already old residents here. When he was bored, he would go to the community downstairs to play chess and heard the elderly mention that Jing Si used to be the owner of a bakery. Later, he met his ex-husband, and the two naturally started dating, got engaged, and entered the marriage hall.

They used to be very loving, and everyone in the building knew it.

Later, the change was because his ex-husband’s business failed, and he kept borrowing money to start a business repeatedly. Jing Si also silently helped him bear the burden.

What Jiang Yufeng found ironic was that just because his ex-husband wanted to do business, Jing Si was forced to sell the bakery to provide funds, and of course, the result was a mess.

Come to think of it, this was other people’s business. Jiang Yufeng didn’t want to get involved. Even though he beat that guy up, it wasn’t his original intention. It was just that he cared about Wen Ci.

As for the subsequent matters, whether they divorced or went to court, Jiang Yufeng ignored them all. He would only care if someone reached out to Wen Ci…

“I am not as skilled now, but I will do very well next month.” Jiang Yufeng’s long eyelashes slightly fell, as if he would definitely achieve it as long as he wanted to.

“Do you like baking?” When it came to this, Jing Si’s eyes lit up.

“I like it now.” Jiang Yufeng’s tone was light: “But my liking is a bit different from yours. I like it because of Wen Ci.”

Jing Si lowered his eyes, pretending to be busy, and said in a low voice: “You and Wen Ci can find me to play if you have time.”

“Sure, definitely.”

A six-inch fruit cake was made. The layers inside were all secretly put in by Wen Ci. Jing Si said to put in the fruits he liked, so the types of layers were very miscellaneous, with everything.

As for the taste, with Jing Si in charge, it was actually okay. Out of ten points, give it eight and a half. Wen Ci confidently took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments. The first person to like it was “Family is the Most Beautiful,” followed by “Wife Manager.”

The first person to comment was also her.

Family is the Most Beautiful: It looks so delicious. Don’t cook at home.

Wen Ci: …

Wen Ci: Why do you say that .

Family is the Most Beautiful: Did you not blow up someone else’s kitchen this time [smile]

This is a rather bleak memory. The summer vacation after the college entrance examination lasted for more than three months. After the celebration of receiving the admission notice, there was only boundless loneliness and the sense of emptiness caused by boredom.

He didn’t go to summer jobs. Xin Jingqi said it would be better to help water the flowers at home, or go to the Children’s Palace to cultivate hobbies and interests. He was already so old, and still going to the Children’s Palace.

In the end, he signed up for calligraphy and participated in a small competition in town, winning a small prize. Now there was something to celebrate again. Wen Ci bought vegetables, excitedly and boastfully said that he would cook a meal for them.

At first, Xin Jingqi was smiling, but half an hour later, she was no longer smiling. Facing the burnt pot and the messy tools on the ground, she scolded him and ordered him to never enter the kitchen again.

Wen Ci stood in the corner like a caught chick, his face dark and gloomy, and he hummed and whined.

The memory ends here. Wen Ci turned off his phone, took the remaining cake that Jing Si had packed back to eat, and Jing Si and Jing Yuan stood at the door to see him off: “Come again next time~”

Wen Ci was very happy, waved to him: “If there is a chance, definitely!”

Jing Si was taken aback and couldn’t help but sigh: “You guys speak in such a similar way.”

It was in terms of tone, Wen Ci was a bit more sunny.

Wen Ci didn’t understand and hummed in doubt, but before he could ask, he was pulled back into the house by Jiang Yufeng.

Wen Ci condemned his behavior: “I haven’t finished speaking.”

Jiang Yufeng leaned against the entrance, half-lowered his eyes and looked at him for a while.

“If you continue to chat, your eyes will be pulling threads. Should I play BGM for you guys?”

“……”

Recently, Jiang Yufeng has been speaking in a sarcastic tone. Wen Ci doesn’t care about it.

But Wen Ci still needs to explain: “I don’t have the kind of relationship with Jing Si that you said. Even if I flirt, I will only do it with someone I like.”

Jiang Yufeng tilted his head, staring at him very attentively, seemingly thinking for a long time.

Wen Ci changed his shoes: “Ah, I have to catch up with the remaining drawings.”

Jiang Yufeng followed behind him: “I have a reason to say this, Jing Si has a crush on you.”

Wen Ci actually also vaguely noticed it. At this time, he couldn’t continue to pretend to be foolish: “What should I do? Should I pretend to be a straight man? Do I look like one?”

“You only have a straight colon.”

“……” Wen Ci opened the zipper of his small school bag, “Ah, I only brought a pen.”

Jiang Yufeng: “I have 2B there.”

“……” Wen Ci looked at him, “Are you cursing me!”

Jiang Yufeng didn’t answer, walked to the study door: “Do your homework first.”

Wen Ci instantly smiled: “Can you lend me zero point five, zero point eight, and a little zero? Thanks.”

Jiang Yufeng smiled: “Is it just a verbal thank you?”

“……” Wen Ci turned his head, and quickly got it, “I’ll treat you to a meal.”

“I don’t want your meal.”

“I can run errands for you, pick up packages!”

“No need, I can do these things myself. The last package you received was picked up by me.”

“……”

Jiang Yufeng took Wen Ci into the study. Wen Ci had stayed here for several nights, and apart from the guest room, he had never set foot in other places, especially the master bedroom, he had never seen Jiang Yufeng open it in front of him.

Jiang Yufeng didn’t turn on the light, with only a loose sweater on, his long fingers pressed against the wall, the weak light spilled from the doorway, outlining his tall shadow, and his face was handsome with a smile.

“I want you to kiss me.”

Wen Ci slightly lifted his eyelids: “…Well, okay.”

“You have to use your tongue, you have to lick, don’t casually fob me off, it has to be more than three minutes, maybe longer.”

Wen Ci gestured with his fingers, “This requirement is a bit high.”

“If you don’t know how, let me do it, switch to another mouth.”

“…………” Wen Ci got it in a second, feeling that he also became a bit naughty, but he pretended, “Ah, which mouth?”

Jiang Yufeng negotiated: “Or don’t kiss.”

He leaned closer, like a succubus tempting: “I’ll just take a look.”

Wen Ci’s earlobes were rubbed by his low and grainy voice, and goosebumps rose on his back. He smiled awkwardly and said, “Yours is bigger than mine, what’s there to look at, it’s not as good-looking as yours.”

“I’m tired of looking at it, I want to see yours.”

“I don’t have anything worth looking at!” Wen Ci defensively fluffed up.

“Actually, I mainly want to see something else.”

“What?”

“Your flower.”

“……”

He was almost going crazy. Wen Ci could already feel the change on the side of his leg. Although it was subtle, it was accompanied by a damp feeling, of course, just a little bit.

“Then you think about it.” Wen Ci nervously changed the subject, “I still have to do my homework, it’s only eight o’clock, there’s still time.”

Jiang Yufeng took him to the desk to sit down, spacious and flat, and the ergonomic chair was also comfortable.

Jiang Yufeng took out a bag of pens and let Wen Ci choose at will, of course, all of which had to be paid for.

Wen Ci: “Have you finished them all?”

“Yep, I’ll go over there to revise the drawings, you draw yours.”

There was also a small desk next to it, but it was piled with books and other things, looking very narrow.

Wen Ci didn’t know what to say: “I’ll give the place back to you, I just came to borrow a pen.”

Half of Jiang Yufeng’s face was in the dark, his dark eyes reflected the light of the computer screen: “Just sit here, as long as you are here.”

Wen Ci felt that his eyes would go blind like this.

Jiang Yufeng raised his hand and turned on the light, his eyes were bright, and he suddenly smiled, indifferent, with a hint of coldness: “You are here, I am comfortable, you are not here, I am uncomfortable.”

Wen Ci was stunned, thinking that he suddenly came to find himself to make a cake, was it also because he was uncomfortable being alone?

“Why are you uncomfortable?”

Jiang Yufeng: “The timing is not right now, you can go to another place to understand the truth, it is more convenient for me to tell the truth.”

It’s just that you don’t want to say it.

Wen Ci pursed his lips: “Where else?”

“My bedroom.”

Wen Ci blinked, looking at him curiously: “Your bedroom? I don’t seem to have seen you go in before.”

“There are big treasures inside, do you want to see them?”

Wen Ci’s sixth sense made him frown slightly: “Well, next time.”

Jiang Yufeng didn’t force it, and smiled: “Then next time.”

Why make the bedroom sound like a haunted house.

Is there something hidden inside?

Wen Ci understood him less and less, it could be said that he was completely led by Jiang Yufeng.

Wen Ci didn’t like this feeling very much, he liked the person he liked, he wanted to understand everything, without any concealment, nor did he want to conceal it for the other person’s good, Wen Ci would feel that such a relationship was very tiring. When sad, be sad together, when happy, be happy together.

Wen Ci envied his parents, one quarreled and the other made a fuss, one was willing to hit and the other was willing to endure, loving each other to middle age, and even old age.

He also envied Tao Peng and Lu Xuesong, a pair of young lovers who did whatever they wanted without any scruples, growing up together as childhood sweethearts, understanding each other, and even their quarrels were sweet.

To put it bluntly, they could even fall for the same person at the same time, yes, it was at the beginning of the school year, Wen Ci felt his spirit was being devastated.

But this did not affect their relationship at all. To a certain extent, it was unbreakable.

Wen Ci has been told since he can remember that he was adopted. He was sad at that time, but only for a while, because without blood relations, his parents still raised him very well. This kind of affection is a rare treasure in the world, he cherished it and yearned for it.

What Wen Ci wanted was very simple, but Jiang Yufeng couldn’t give it to him at present.

He vaguely understood that Jiang Yufeng’s past might not be very good. Every time he saw Jiang Yufeng thinking deeply, or a faint sense of indifference and distance appeared, he hid his thoughts. Wen Ci wanted to comfort him but didn’t know how to start.

He even felt very wronged, so wronged that he wanted to cry.

He felt that he liked Jiang Yufeng, but Jiang Yufeng couldn’t give him a sense of security.

want to get close but I dare not, Jiang Yufeng is right, he is really a cad.

Wen Ci lowered his head dejectedly and drew a picture. He was indeed different from the people in this world, and thinking carefully, although he was influenced by Lu Xuesong at the beginning, the one who ultimately aroused his desire was Jiang Yufeng.

So what if it’s someone else? Yu Bin is so excellent, and he doesn’t like it. He just stubbornly recognizes one person.

What does Jiang Yufeng like about him? Wen Ci covered his ears, and his whole body was trembling.

If Wen Ci thinks further, he will break through the defense.

The cake that was just made is still left on the edge of the table, and it is a perfect triangle that has been cut. He remembered that it didn’t look like this when packing.

Wen Ci didn’t notice that there was a cake here, picked it up and ate it while drawing.

He ate a lot and drew very irritably.

Wen Ci felt around and found a thin, long metal rod with a sharp end, which was a bit familiar.

He played with it for a while, lost interest and threw it aside, just like a kitten playing with a toy. Jiang Yufeng closed his computer and walked over: “Do you want to go out for a walk?”

Wen Ci: “Where to?”

“For a walk, to digest the food.”

“I haven’t finished drawing yet.”

“Come back and draw later.”

“It’s too late, it’s due tomorrow.”

Jiang Yufeng’s eyes were restrained, as if he meant something: “I am the study committee member, the latest time is up to me.”

“……This seduction is so sharp.”

This is the most extreme seduction!!!

Wen Ci didn’t tidy up his things and followed Jiang Yufeng out.

Jiang Yufeng took him to the nearby dock park, about five hundred meters away, it only took a few minutes to walk, it was exactly nine o’clock now, the square dance music was vibrating, various stalls were bustling, and it was very lively.

The two walked for a while, without saying a word to each other, and Wen Ci was a bit unaccustomed: “Are we just going for a walk like this?”

Jiang Yufeng held his hand: “Then shall we run?”

“……”

The area of this park is considerable, it is too large. Wen Ci’s legs were about to break from walking, and later he slowed down his pace, walking and stopping. He heard the wind howling by the dock, bringing a piercing cold. Wen Ci wrapped his scarf tighter but still felt like there was a draft somewhere, it was so cold.

Wen Ci exhaled a breath of cold air, leaned against Jiang Yufeng’s back, his body was big and could block the wind.

But the next second, his leg was suddenly picked up by the person in front, and then he was lifted into the air, and the whole person was raised high.

Wen Ci instinctively grabbed Jiang Yufeng’s shoulders, stabilized his body, and was afraid of falling. He was still shocked: “Why did you suddenly carry me on your back.”

“If I hold you, you won’t agree.”

“……”

No, that’s not what he meant.

Jiang Yufeng’s voice covered the bone-chilling wind sound and became gentle: “You can take a nap.”

Wen Ci hummed twice: “If I want to sleep, I will naturally sleep.”

“Don’t drool, this place is very easy to be photographed and uploaded to the CP forum, and our image will be ruined.”

“……I didn’t!! Your idol burden is very heavy, last time at the sports meeting you were afraid of losing so you didn’t go.”

Jiang Yufeng: “In the world, putting on a front is essential.”

“……”

Wen Ci stopped struggling, like a balloon being deflated, and lay listlessly on Jiang Yufeng’s back, the stubble on the back of his head pricked him, he moved closer and poked with his lips, which was quite fun.

Jiang Yufeng slightly lifted his thigh, the distance of breathing intertwined suddenly shrank, and even the faint panting could be heard clearly.

After growing up, no one had carried Wen Ci like this. In his memory, it was always Jiang Yufeng who carried him.

“Are you tired? Am I too heavy?”

Jiang Yufeng: “Light enough to throw you high and touch the moon.”

Wen Ci had little flesh on his body, a small frame, tall, and more slender and slim, but his figure was quite good, and there was meat where it should grow.

Jiang Yufeng slightly bounced his thigh meat.

Wen Ci was silent for a moment, and the hand holding his shoulder tightened: “You are so amazing.”

“Where are you always praising me, specifically where am I amazing.”

Wen Ci didn’t know how, and lay listlessly on his back: “Everywhere is amazing.”

“Where am I the most amazing?”

“……Are you speaking in a tongue twister?”

Jiang Yufeng: “Do you want to hear?”

Wen Ci couldn’t quite discern his expression from behind, only aware that his eyelashes were lengthy, his nose was straight and prominent, and he could detect the fresh scent of sandalwood and rose from the other’s shower gel, lingering and persistent.

Jiang Yufeng slightly tilted his head, sensing Wen Ci’s plump and moist lips almost brushing against his face. With the slight jolts as they walked, Wen Ci’s lips occasionally touched his cheek.

It was like a teasing taste, then separation, offering a hint of sweetness, enticing Jiang Yufeng to furrow his brows slightly.

Wen Ci pulled back his face, and his mood was depressed: “Can you say it?”

“Do you want to hear it?”

“I want to.”

Jiang Yufeng thought for a moment, and said: “Lan takes Lan, Luna is difficult, Luna doesn’t let Lan take Lan, saying that it is very difficult for Luna to take Lan. Lan wants to take it, Luna is blue, Lan doesn’t take Lan will be very difficult, saying that Lan has no Lan is more difficult than climbing the ridge.”

“……” Wen Ci was stunned for a moment and burst into laughter.

Wen Ci laughed so hard that Jiang Yufeng almost couldn’t hold him steady. His temples and veins were tightened, and he glanced at him with a blank expression, and made a few strange chuckles.

“Is it funny?”

“Hahahahahaha.” Wen Ci was about to laugh and gasp for breath. His chest vibrated on his back, and his arms hooked and tightened his neck. He laughed heartily and the gloom was swept away: “Hahahahaha what you said is so funny hahahahaha.”

Jiang Yufeng’s eyelids slightly lowered, his eyelashes fell, and he held him steadily.

Wen Ci was tired of laughing, and his mouth was still curled up. His fluffy head nestled in the shoulder and neck area, and his hands dangled in front of him, humming a few nursery rhymes, without any tune, but they were pleasant to the ear.

Jiang Yufeng tilted his head, rubbed Wen Ci’s cheek with his cheek, and stepped towards the way home under the wheel of the suspended moon.