CFL 59

Jiang Yufeng took out a few tissues to clean Wen Ci, and before Wen Ci could answer his question, he fiercely pinched that spot, but still almost lost control. This made Wen Ci go up and down like a roller coaster, and in the end, tears fell from Wen Ci’s eyes in large drops, biting his lips, crying miserably. The next second, that place became dirty, and Wen Ci cried even harder.

Jiang Yufeng licked away the moisture on his cheeks and the tears at the corners of his eyes. Wen Ci wanted to wipe them off with his hand, but Jiang Yufeng gently held him: “Your eyes will hurt, you know?” His current gentleness did not mean that his previous bad behavior could be forgotten. Wen Ci was very clear-headed: “The one who made me cry is you.”

“…” Jiang Yufeng was quiet for three seconds, “You actually like it.”

Wen Ci pushed him away, washed, dried, and when he lay back in bed, it was almost three in the morning. Just a few minutes after lying down, Wen Ci felt his body being turned over and buried in someone’s arms.

The next day, Lu Xuesong woke up and opened his eyes to find that they had already gotten up. He asked while holding a pillow: “Where are you going? Where is Jiang Yufeng?” They had agreed last night to go shopping today, and Lu Xuesong thought they were going to change their minds.

Of course, Wen Ci wouldn’t. He put on a light blue bread suit, which made his skin look very fair and translucent. He squatted in front of Lu Xuesong: “Go back and change clothes, and then we will come out to accompany you.”

Lu Xuesong really wanted to hold him tightly, like a soft and fluffy doll. “Hmm… okay, did you hear any noise last night?”

Jiang Yufeng happened to go out to throw some garbage. At this moment, he was wearing a coat and a high-necked sweater, a walking clothes rack, and a typical rich young master’s temperament. He directly asked: “What did you hear?”

“I can’t say for sure, it was clinking and clanging, a bit like the wind blowing, and also like the sound of the barbecue street outside, it was annoying…” Lu Xuesong’s eyelids drooped, “But I couldn’t wake up.”

Jiang Yufeng calmly said: “Are you too missing Tao Peng?”

Lu Xuesong touched his phone, which had automatically shut down last night because it was not charged. He also heard Jiang Yufeng say: “He called and messaged me and Wen Ci last night.”

Lu Xuesong was silent, first charging his phone. After a few minutes, he quietly said: “I’ll check the evening ticket.”

Jiang Yufeng handed the phone over: “The afternoon ticket is gone, but there is still one in the evening. Enter your ID information. There might be no ticket later.”

Lu Xuesong was stunned by Jiang Yufeng’s operation, and foolishly took over the phone, quickly booked a high-speed train ticket at 6:30 in the evening under Jiang Yufeng’s voice.

After buying it, Jiang Yufeng took Wen Ci back to change clothes, and Wen Ci couldn’t help but smile when he looked down. In the elevator, Jiang Yufeng pulled the person over and squeezed him into his arms. Wen Ci’s face was almost deformed by the squeeze.

After changing clothes, they met Lu Xuesong at the intersection of the pedestrian street. The crowd was dense, so it was quite tiring to walk. Lu Xuesong actually had no mood to go shopping, but after all, he came a long way on a whim. Wen Ci didn’t want to leave him alone, at least to see him get on the bus.

Lu Xuesong bit the straw and drank bubble tea, sometimes replied to the phone message, sometimes walked and stopped with Wen Ci’s arm. Jiang Yufeng followed behind them, acting as a background board. Wen Ci had just eaten breakfast and couldn’t finish it. This cup of bubble tea was purely bought to accompany Lu Xuesong, and he handed it to Jiang Yufeng to continue drinking.

Lu Xuesong glanced at him: “Tao Peng will come to pick me up in the evening.”

“Did you make up?”

“I don’t know, anyway, you two are better, I’m so envious… How can you be so good at dating.”

Wen Ci didn’t know what to say: “But Tao Peng is very nervous about you, which means he hasn’t let go of you, and he doesn’t know where you are.”

Although he frantically threw messages in the dormitory group early in the morning, Wen Ci didn’t reply, and Jiang Yufeng coldly replied with a period…

How to say it, the relationship between the members of their dormitory, you say friendly, it’s actually average, but not bad, it’s not bad… very complicated.

However, the only very harmonious thing is that they are all in pairs, and hope that this pattern will not be broken.

Lu Xuesong suddenly pointed to a delicately decorated clothing store in front, with both men’s and women’s clothes: “This store, try it.”

Wen Ci shook his head: “It’s not easy to wear, the fabric will shrink after washing, and it’s easy to wrinkle. The waist is very loose, and the arms are very tight. I am so thin and still feel uncomfortable. This store is expensive, but the design is unreasonable.”

Lu Xuesong heard something strange: “Men’s clothes?”

“Women’s clothes.” Wen Ci panicked, “I thought you wanted to buy women’s clothes.”

He had subconsciously thought that Lu Xuesong preferred women’s clothes more.

“Ah… I want to buy men’s clothes.” Lu Xuesong looked at him suspiciously, “Have you worn quite a few, and can generally wear them a second time?”

Wen Ci glanced at Jiang Yufeng biting the straw, looking coldly at the other side, and said in a low voice: “One-time scrap.”

There is one that is not, because it is very short, you can directly lift the skirt and go straight to the point…

At that moment, Wen Ci almost died.

It’s all water, a mess.

Wen Ci decided to switch to the next topic: “I don’t know about men’s clothes, I’ll accompany you to have a look.”

After seeing off Lu Xuesong, Wen Ci and Jiang Yufeng walked through the courtyard to the living room. Xin Jingqi was sitting with her legs crossed and waved to Wen Ci.

Jiang Yufeng let go of his hand and let him go in.

Wen Ci walked over: “What’s the matter?”

“We are going back tomorrow.”

Wen Ci was stunned for a moment.

For work reasons, Wen Yingyi and Xin Jingqi had to go home early. They didn’t have a winter vacation of more than ten days like Wen Ci. In fact, they were supposed to go home after Jiang Yufeng’s birthday, but seeing that Wen Ci and Jiang Yufeng were inseparable, Xin Jingqi decided to stay for a few more days, but today was the limit.

Wen Ci understood and was sensible: “I understand, then I, I’ll go pack my luggage first.”

Xin Jingqi said: “It’s also in time after dinner, the ticket for tomorrow night, there is plenty of time.”

The weather has warmed up a bit these days, with winter sunshine and a cool night. The wind blows through the leaves, and the lake ripples with shimmering water patterns.

There is a small courtyard on the east side of the courtyard that is very suitable for enjoying the scenery while eating, and the mood has improved a lot.

Wen Ci was a bit absent-minded. He sat next to Jiang Yufeng, and suddenly wandered off. After he left, there were still more than ten days before he could meet Jiang Yufeng again. During this period, they could only solve their longing through mobile video.

He couldn’t sleep with Jiang Yufeng at night, couldn’t see each other as soon as he opened his eyes in the morning, and couldn’t taste the new products made by Jiang Yufeng in the kitchen at the first time. Wen Ci had been practicing sketching these two days, and he hadn’t finished drawing the apple. How could he leave now? They also haven’t visited the old lady together…

He didn’t feel it before, but now he thinks of it, there are still many things undone.

Wen Ci held his bowl, eating rice grain by grain. At his eating speed, it would take until the monkey year and horse month. Wen Ci thought, if he and Jiang Yufeng could also “monkey year and horse month” go on, it would be good.

Wen Ci stared blankly and turned his head to look at Jiang Yufeng. After a few seconds, he said: “Don’t serve me dishes anymore.”

Jiang Yufeng: “Hmm?”

“I’m afraid I won’t get used to it later.”

Eating absent-mindedly in the evening, when Wen Ci stood up, he was scratched by the corner of the table through the slightly fluffy home pants. It might be too sharp, and miraculously scratched the side of Wen Ci’s leg. At that time, there was only a slight pain. Now that he looked at it, a red and swollen stripe looked very terrible. He even dared not apply medicine, and his walking steps were so gentle that he could go to the audition.

Wen Ci was extremely afraid of pain. A needle could take his life. He could cry and exercise while being beaten because he knew it would be pleasant later, but a needle would not be pleasant. It would only make his swelling, becoming a small bruise.

When he took a shower, the warm water flowed from top to bottom, and even brushing over the wound made him stand with his leg straight for a long time before he could come to his senses.

The bathroom door was knocked, and he remembered Jiang Yufeng’s muffled voice outside the door: “Wen Ci, if it hurts a lot, just rinse it and don’t scrub, do you know?”

Wen Ci was stunned, there was no time to react, no time to respond.

Jiang Yufeng: “Speak.”

“I’m almost done.” Wen Ci only put on the single layer of clothes, opened the door, and stood in the hot and steamy wet fog, looking moist.

A large towel was hung on Wen Ci’s head, wrapping him up.

The afterglow like blood dyed the deep winter corridor, Jiang Yufeng carried the person horizontally and took him into the room.

Wen Ci was not wearing shoes, and his round and fair toes touched each other while walking, slightly curling.

Wen Ci asked in a low voice: “Did you wait outside for a long time?”

“I was very worried about you.” Jiang Yufeng put the person on the bed, put the shoes on the side of the bed, and said, “Let me see the wound.”

After taking a bath, the blood color was washed away, revealing the complete wound, a ferocious wound.

Jiang Yufeng frowned slightly: “So serious.”

He took the medicine and wiped it on Wen Ci, and during the process, Jiang Yufeng pressed Wen Ci’s other leg to prevent him from having a conditioned reflex, but the body’s reaction could not deceive people. The palm pinched the plump leg meat, clearly feeling the slightly trembling fair skin, and could also smell the fragrance of the shower gel.

“Baby is in so much pain that he can’t close his legs. It seems that he can only wear a skirt, or even not wear it to be more comfortable.”

Wen Ci felt very painful about the wound on his leg, with tears in his eyes, and cursed him: “Pervert, super big pervert.”

Jiang Yufeng sneered: “How about you change a word?”

Wen Ci rarely swore, he thought for a moment, and learned to curse people like the protagonists in TV dramas.

“Big jerk.”

Jiang Yufeng couldn’t help but pinch his face, planning to turn around to put things away, but Wen Ci carefully pinched his fingers, and one leg was placed on the edge of the bed: “I want to wear your clothes, and then you come to me, okay?”

Jiang Yufeng looked at him with half-lowered eyes.

Wen Ci parted a little: “I want you to come in.”

Jiang Yufeng leaned over and pressed on the bed, his voice hoarse, trying to endure: “No, your leg is injured. If it were at this time, I would not let you go. I can’t control myself.”

Saying that, he took a deep breath and left the bedside, walked to the cabinet to put things away.

Wen Ci looked at his back, and his rationality was no different from usual.

“Aren’t you reluctant to part with me?” Wen Ci sat on the bed, his toes lightly stepped on the slippers, wanting to walk over and hug Jiang Yufeng’s broad back, but finally didn’t move.

“I know we can meet when school starts, but there are still more than ten days until then. You are too cold, Xiaoyu. If you continue like this, I won’t talk to you.” Wen Ci pursed his lips, feeling a bit wronged.

Jiang Yufeng put the things away, walked over, and tightly hugged Wen Ci, as if to integrate the person into one.

His voice was warmer than the wind, hoarse, pitying, reluctant to part, and finally only left with gentleness.

“I have tried not to think about this matter as much as possible.”

At that moment, it was as if there was a small rattle in Wen Ci’s heart, shaken by someone, making a sound.

“I just wanted to see your attitude.” Wen Ci hugged his shoulders, “I can negotiate with my mother.”

“I think the probability of Auntie opposing is 80%.” Jiang Yufeng’s heart was full of anxiety and loss, just like an ordinary person who is deeply involved in love and cannot extricate himself.

But he knew that if he showed it, Wen Ci would be very worried, and he didn’t want to see this expression on Wen Ci’s face.

Wen Ci shook his head: “Don’t believe my mother, believe me, okay.”