Fang Zonglai still remembers the first time he had a fight with Shen Zui, it was over a woman.
Now that I think about it, the male protagonist of the God Emperor regrets it greatly.
I fell in love with it so much.
But there seemed to be many small misunderstandings before, but he didn't make it clear to Shen Ying. Shen Ying didn't ask, and just stayed by his side silently.
[I found that there were no leftovers.]
The cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. Fang Zonglai took it out to see if he had any random thoughts. He took away the food in his refrigerator and carried it to Shen Jun's house.
"I'll cook it for you." Fang Zonglai opened the door of Shen Jun's house.
He noticed that there was a faint aroma of vegetables coming from inside. When he walked in, he saw a man dressed in an apron, cooking in the kitchen.
This warm picture seemed to let Fang Zonglai see his future life with Shen Zui.
"Shen Ji." Fang Zonglai put down the food and was a little confused: "You actually know how to cook?"
"Is that a good disguise?" Shen Jiu smiled at him as he brought out three dishes and one soup.
Fang Zonglai took advantage of him to put down the plate, locked himself behind him, hugged Shen Jiu, and rubbed the back of Shen Jiu's neck, "It's okay, I don't even know."
"Sit down and try my handiwork." Shen Yu patted Fang Zonglai's hand.
Fang Zonglai refused to let go. He wanted to make an excessive request. He was so drunk that he deliberately blew hot air into his ear and asked, "After dinner, can you bring some food with you?"
"There's ice cream in the refrigerator." Shen Jun turned around, "Can we eat now?"
Fang Zonglai's patience was almost exhausted.
Impulse ferments and reason is swallowed up.
But he was still careful with Shen Jue, let go of Shen Jue, blushed and sat aside, and made his request awkwardly: "The food I mentioned is not the same as what you thought."
"Huh?" Shen Jun smiled slightly and figured out some clues.
Fang Zonglai moved his chopsticks and gave Shen Jun a piece of meat and vegetables, hinting: "You kissed me before..."
"It's just the corner of my mouth, and it was many years ago." Shen Jun was quite calm.
He didn't dare to be cruel, he couldn't be cruel, and he was reluctant to let go. Fang Zonglai adhered to the purpose of pampering and drunkenly, and moved his mouth: "That is also a kiss."
Fang Zonglai complained softly: "Don't you want to take responsibility?"
"Back then, you were quite serious when you said we were brothers." Shen Jun smiled faintly.
Fang Zonglai's brows twitched, "I really wanted to strangle myself to death at that time."
"Strangle the person you were then, and the person you are now will no longer exist."
Fang Zonglai put down his chopsticks: "Don't argue with me."
He stood up, ready to come over and force himself. However, he was forced back by Shen Jun's faint words.
"I haven't eaten yet."
Okay, Fang Zonglai sat down again and finished eating quickly, his eyes staring at him drunkenly.
This hot gaze made Shen Jun very uncomfortable, "Can you stop looking at me like that?"
It's like I am his food.
"I'm not used to your leaving." Fang Zonglai was uncharacteristically serious, "I understand now that I don't know if it's too late. Even if it's too late, you can't leave me."
With sharp eyes, he saw that the drunken bowl was empty. Fang Zonglai immediately put away the dishes and chopsticks to cover up his too sensational words just now.
"I never wanted to leave you. It was you who kept trying to leave your life with me."
In the kitchen, no matter how loudly the water was boiled, it could not hide the tone of drunkenness and despair.
Fang Zonglai paused and thought back on the years of growing up. What Shen Jie said was true.