Chen Yinyang was lying on the bed, looking at the gloomy sky outside, but his chest seemed to be pressed by something, making him unable to breathe.
Today my brother said he wanted to give him a surprise.
However, Chen Yinyang sighed, why didn't he feel happy at all?
Probably because I have been away from school for too long, so I feel a sense of strangeness...
Chen Yinyang stretched out his hand and rubbed his head in annoyance. Unable to stay on the bed any longer, he sat up suddenly.
"It hurts!" He forgot that he was still injured and moved too far when he stood up, accidentally pulling the wound on his shoulder.
"Why are you so careless?" Kloster walked in at that moment and hurriedly helped Chen Yinyang hold his shoulders and massage them carefully.
Chen Yinyang gritted his teeth and waited until the severe pain in his shoulder subsided, then slowly stretched out his hand to gesture to Kloster and asked the question he was concerned about: "Brother, when will they come?"
Kloster let go of the hand massaging Chen Yinyang's shoulders and stroked his hair: "Have you had breakfast?"
Kloster stared intently at the lamb. Chen Yinyang let go of Kloster's hand with some dissatisfaction. Now he became more and more suspicious that sometimes his brother deliberately pretended not to understand what he said.
"Oh, are you angry?" The little sheep's mind was quickly read by Kloster. He touched his head and said in a relaxed tone: "In another hour, your friend will be here. If you don't eat
I won’t let you go after breakfast.”
"Don't treat me like a child..." Although he wanted to say this, in order to make his brother happy, Chen Yinyang moved his lips and finally swallowed it.
When can I open my mouth to speak?
Chen Yinyang couldn't help but touch his neck, his expression became a little depressed.
"I specially ordered someone to prepare something you like to eat for breakfast this time. Eat it and see if it suits your taste."
While they were talking, breakfast had been pushed in. Kloster intimately added a piece of cake and put it into his mouth. Chen Yinyang's depressed look didn't last long before he was attracted by the sweetness of the cake.
The soft texture in his mouth made Chen Yinyang taste it carefully and almost reluctant to swallow it.
"If you like it, I will have someone cook it for you again." Kloster put his arms around his thin shoulders and moved closer to him, their cheeks almost touching.
"Little Yang, are you willing to stay with me forever?"
Kloster's hand on his shoulder slowly moved up, stroking his hair, and with a gentle squeeze, their eyes inevitably intertwined.
Being stared at by such beautiful eyes, Chen Yinyang felt a little dazed.
The seductive voice was in his ears, and his blue eyes were like a sea, able to accommodate everything, yet floating and full of desire to explore.
Chen Yinyang touched his forehead lightly and almost nodded.
But something suddenly emerged from the depths of his memory, making him unable to make up his mind.
Not this person!
Chen Yinyang pushed Kloster away suddenly and retreated in panic. For a moment, Ji Fengli and Kloster were almost confused together.
The two people obviously look nothing alike...
Chen Yinyang covered his head in annoyance, not daring to raise his head to look at Kloster's eyes.
"Little Yang, who do you think I am?"
Kloster's eyes were deep, and he did not hide it like before. Instead, he slowly approached Chen Yinyang and touched his back with one hand: "Is Ji Fengli?"
Chen Yinyang suddenly felt frightened by the burning sensation on his back. He shook his head vigorously, denying Kloster's question.
"It doesn't matter," Kloster laughed deeply and held Chen Yinyang in his arms: "No matter who you are thinking of, in the end, it belongs to me."
When Kloster said this, his voice was very soft. Chen Yinyang, whose ears were covered, could not hear it. However, his body was still shivering from the cold.
"Okay, your long-awaited friend is finally here."
Seeing the servant who entered the room and bowed respectfully to him, Kloster waved his hand, and only after seeing the servant leave did he let go of Chen Yinyang's arm.
"We should go down and meet them."
Unable to help but raise his head and look at the smile on Kloster's face, Chen Yinyang's panic and anxiety gradually expanded. He had a premonition that this meeting was by no means as simple as he imagined.
But, what exactly will happen?
****** was half-forced to be carried downstairs by Kloster and appeared in front of everyone.
Although Chen Yinyang repeatedly emphasized that he could walk, Kloster easily picked him up and walked down the stairs as if he didn't see his protest.
I was still wearing pajamas, so I couldn't see anyone like this.
Kloster carried him and sat on the sofa in the living room. When he saw the people across from him, he was so ashamed that he couldn't even lift his head.
"Ahem, little sheep..."
It seemed that they were shocked by Xiaoyang's appearance. The atmosphere was silent for a while, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but cast their eyes in the direction of Ji Fengli.
Ever since Chen Yinyang blocked a shot for Ji Fengli, he could more or less guess the relationship between the two. Now that Xiaoyang is being held intimately in someone's arms, Ji Fengli's face must be very ugly.
But Ji Fengli's expression was as usual, and even when he saw such a scene in front of him, there was no fluctuation in his expression.
In order to break this embarrassing situation, Feng Qixiu deliberately coughed twice and asked with concern: "Little Yang, how have you been recently?"
Lord Qixiu’s voice!
After not hearing his words for a long time, Chen Yinyang felt excited, temporarily forgetting the embarrassment just now, and nodded vigorously towards him.
"When do you plan to come back to class? Everyone and I miss you very much. Especially my fan club, which can't function without you, alas..." Feng Qixiu sighed involuntarily when he thought of his recent decline in popularity.
I miss you all very much, and I also want to go back and live school life again!
These words were stuck in his throat, but he couldn't make any sound. He could only give Feng Qixiu a helpless smile.
"Little Yang, aren't you usually very talkative? Why..." Seeing Chen Yinyang who was different from usual, Feng Qixiu seemed to have noticed something. He was about to ask, but was stopped by Kloster's cold voice:
"Of course Xiaoyang is very happy to see you, but he is not feeling well. I'm afraid he can't stay with you for too long. He still needs a good rest." "I also have a friend who I want to introduce to you properly."
The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense. Hearing what Kloster said, everyone in the student union had a bad feeling.
who is it?
They are all sitting here, and they really can't think of another person Kloster mentioned.
While they were both thinking, Ji Fengli's eyes collided with Kloster's. Seeing his unyielding gaze, Kloster laughed softly.
"I believe you have been looking for him for a long time, but he has always been here with me."
Kloster clapped his hands, and a man walked slowly through the door.
"Let you recall carefully what you have experienced."