The sky was getting brighter outside the window. Jiang Chenyu woke up after a long sleep and found himself lying on the sofa with a small blanket covering him. He had a splitting headache, as if he had had a fragmented nightmare all night. He raised his hand and rubbed it roughly.

He rubbed his head and looked around.

He was the only one in the living room.

He got up from the sofa and kicked the can on the ground. The can rolled around the room several times, making a crisp sound. Jiang Chenyu went to the bathroom to wash his face, stared at himself in the mirror, and took a sip.

Lower lip, touch the upper lip with fingertips moistened with water.

My mouth seems a little swollen.

He came out of the bathroom. The living room was still the same, the tabletop was clean, there was no trace of intrusion by outsiders, only the red jersey was crumpled in the corner of the sofa.

How did you come back last night? There seemed to be Zhan Jin in his memory. He took Zhan Jin home? Then, what else did he do after that?

Chaotic memories are twisted into knots. Last night, I was half asleep and half awake. The bizarre transition between dreams and reality made it difficult to distinguish between illusion and reality.

There were still drops of water on Jiang Chenyu's face. He took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to Zhan Jin. Before he could dial, he wiped his face, opened the door and walked out wearing short sleeves.

The corridor was very quiet, and the sound of rapid footsteps echoed in the empty corridor. Jiang Chenyu rushed out of the door and froze when he saw the squatting figure next to the bicycle shed.

The pictures in my mind flashed frame by frame like a movie.

"Little straight man, have you ever been in love..."

"But your mouth is very red now..."

"Keep staring at me..."

Forgotten memories came like a flood, without even a chance for buffering, and they clearly surfaced.

The bicycle with blue and white stripes is parked under the shed.

Not a dream.

The stray calico cat stretched out its paws to reach for the ham in Zhan Jin's hand. Zhan Jin raised his hand a little, and the calico cat meowed anxiously. He unwrapped the ham and handed it to the calico cat's mouth.

As soon as Zhan Jin went out this morning, he saw that the seat of Jiang Chenyu's old bicycle had been occupied by a calico cat, and there were still a few cat paw prints on it.

The calico cat ate in a hurry and got a bit of ham crumbs on its forehead. Zhan Jin reached out to touch its head, but a hoarse voice came from behind: "Don't touch it."

He paused and turned his head.

Jiang Chenyu, with his short and messy hair, seemed to have not slept enough. He looked a little sleepy and fierce, and his voice was hoarse. He also noticed it, cleared his throat, and said: "Eat something."

Don't touch it when it's wet, it will scratch people."

Zhan Jin stood up: "Did you raise him?"

Jiang Chenyu said no, it was a stray cat nearby. He had fed it several times. The stray cat had very vicious habits, but this one was different. It would get close to people and rub people's trouser legs, but they couldn't touch them when eating.

He had been scratched a few times, and his face was even scratched on the day he went to school in February. However, he did not tell Zhan Jin about this, which somewhat damaged his image.

Zhan Jin roughly guessed that he often fed the cat, otherwise he wouldn't be so familiar with the cat's habits.

The weather is getting warmer, but it's still cold in the morning.

"Why don't you wear a coat?" Zhan Jin naturally touched Jiang Chenyu's exposed arm.

Almost instantly, Jiang Chenyu's whole body stiffened. Zhan Jin raised his eyes and glanced at him. Jiang Chenyu's face, which had never been easy to deal with, was tense, and his breathing seemed to have stopped. He said unnaturally: "Forgot."

Zhan Jin took back his hand, put his hands in his school uniform pockets and looked at him.

"You...are you going back?" Jiang Chen asked.

Zhan Jin lowered his eyes and concentrated his expression. After a moment, he raised his eyes and smacked his lips, "Come down and throw away the garbage, and buy some breakfast by the way."

Jiang Chen said "Oh" and stood there in a daze.

Zhan Jin: "Would you like to go together?"

The two of them walked on the road one after another. The roadside breakfast stall was already open, and various people were coming and going. They arrived in front of a breakfast shop, and there was an old man holding his granddaughter in front of them. They waited for a while before it was their turn.

Zhan Jin ordered a basket of soup dumplings and asked Jiang Chenyu what he wanted. Jiang Chenyu casually ordered a steamed dumpling and took out his mobile phone to pay before Zhan Jin. Zhan Jin's mobile phone was not unlocked yet. He looked at it.

Jiang Chenyu glanced at the list posted on the wall of the breakfast stall with a serious look on his face.

The boss handed over the packed breakfast, Zhan Jin took it, and they walked back. After they were away from the hustle and bustle, there were no people around.

A man at a shop at the street corner poured water outside the door, and the water splashed on Zhan Jin's shoes. The man didn't apologize, but just looked at them. Jiang Chenyu cursed in a low voice, and stared at the man until the man cowered and said he was sorry.

The buildings here are dilapidated, and there are also a lot of social scum living here. Most people will avoid it. For example, when someone like Jiang Chen encounters him, he can easily be classified as a "scum".

After passing that place, Jiang Chenyu was still a little unhappy.

"The shoes are not wet, it's okay." Zhan Jin comforted him.

Jiang Chenyu: "They're all dirty."

There were a few inconspicuous little mud dots on the white sneakers. You couldn't see them unless you looked carefully. Zhan Jin didn't care much.

He could feel that Jiang Chenyu was a little awkward with him.

People are more likely to be impulsive after drinking, and they are more likely to regret after being sober. Zhan Jin always knows how to read the atmosphere. He doesn't know if Jiang Chenyu regrets it, but there is an unnatural atmosphere between the two of them.

"yesterday……"

Just as Zhan Jin started to finish his words, he heard a dull and loud "bang" sound next to him.

Jiang Chenyu hit his head against a . He bounced back, slowly bowed down and covered his forehead.

This movement sounds like a good idea.

Zhan Jin: "..."

Jiang Chenyu: "..."

Damn, this is so embarrassing.

.

"What attracts you to the ? Tell me." Zhan Jin sat on the sofa, took out a cotton swab from the medicine box and opened it.

Jiang Chen sat on the other side lifelessly, ignoring Zhan Jin's jokes, and was in a daze.

There's nothing attractive about s.

But it's straight, straight.

Zhan Jin dipped his hands in the medicine, took a cotton swab and bent his knees against the sofa. He reached out and lifted the broken hair from Jiang Chenyu's forehead. Jiang Chenyu had a swollen red mark on his forehead, which was quite funny.

As soon as the cotton swab touched the spot, he heard Jiang Chenyu take a breath and duck his head back. Zhan Jin grabbed the back of his neck and said, "Don't move - are you still thinking?"

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Chen came back to his senses.

While applying the medicine, Zhan Jin said, "Didn't you kiss all the small advertisements on the s?"

Jiang Chenyu: "?"

Zhan Jin casually recited the advertisement that he had glanced at, "I am lonely late at night and can't sleep, and the widow lives alone and there is a lot of trouble...Brother, please come early, I will wait for you at the xx channel, the website..."

The word "brother" entered Jiang Chenyu's ears. The teasing words made him almost lose control of his facial expressions. It took him a few seconds to realize that Zhan Jin was referring to that inappropriate thing, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Two times.

"...Who saw that!"

After a while, he asked in disbelief: "You even memorized the website address?"

"No." Zhan Jin twitched the corners of his lips, "That's nonsense, you can't remember it anyway."

Jiang Chenyu: "..."

Hold.

The conversation seemed to dissolve the gap between them, but then it became quiet, and the gap returned between them. Zhan Jin leaned over to apply medicine on him, his movements were very gentle, and his eyes inevitably fell on the upper half of his face.

When Jiang Chenyu looked at his face so close to him, he breathed softly and glanced away.

Then, he realized that Zhan Jin's hand was clasping the back of his neck, with his fingertips touching the skin behind his earlobe.

A little itchy.

The strength and temperature of his fingertips reminded Jiang Chenyu of last night. The two kissed on the sofa for a long time. It was not a one-sided intrusion. In the impression, the tongues were entangled. The intimate contact and the trembling feeling in the soul were still there.

Thinking back on it, we kissed each other so much that we were deprived of oxygen, and Jiang Chenyu couldn't even remember how he fell asleep.

After a long time, or maybe just a moment, Jiang Chenyu got up unbearably, letting Zhan Jin eat breakfast first, and then entered the room. As soon as he closed the door, all the panic he had locked up before came out, and he took it from the drawer.

He took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, his hand shaking slightly as he lit the cigarette.

Suddenly, he remembered that he was still wearing Zhan Jin's clothes.

He lowered his head, grabbed his collar and smelled it, and was stunned for a moment.

It smells like alcohol.

He was so close to Zhan Jin just now with this smell.

He must have smelled it...

So what if I smell it.

His thoughts kept coming back and forth, like a bad old man with a gloomy temper. His heart was so flustered that it was as if a strong wind had blown into the room, messing up the furnishings inside.
To be continued...