Chapter 153

Looking around at the domestic group, he could not understand Yan Xueyiao returning to China so soon, but now he realizes that he is afraid that the young man will forget himself.

But A Pei looked at the heavy night outside the window, he felt that the boy would not come today, and maybe he won't come in the future.

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After Manager Chen checked all the electrical appliances, he was about to turn off the lights and go upstairs when the red-haired boy suddenly ran downstairs out of breath and asked him, "Address."

He had never seen Shen Chi so flustered before, so he could not help handing the boy a glass of hot milk with a concerned tone: "What address?"

Shen Chi lowered his eyes: "The hospital address."

He didn't pick up Manager Chen's milk. After knowing the address, he went out the door without looking back and ran towards the nearby Yanda Affiliated Hospital.

He forgot to bring an umbrella when he went out. The rain gradually became heavier, and the rain curtain fell heavily from the sky. His clothes were soaked through. Seeing that the hospital was getting closer and closer, he entered the inpatient department from the side door to avoid the rain.

The ward was in the last room, and he walked into the dark corridor. The rain slowly dripped from his clothes, making the surroundings more silent.

There was darkness in front of him. In fact, he had no idea who Yan Xuexiao was. He suddenly appeared and suddenly disappeared. It was the moon in the sky, and it was also a turbulent darkness.

But it was true that Yan Xuexiao stretched out his hand, that Yan Xuexiao's embrace was true, that Yan Xuexiao appeared in his life was true, and the memories that were deliberately forgotten kept pouring out, and he realized that he had never forgotten.

He didn't like winter in the past, because winter means cold, but now he likes winter the most, because he has spent the whole winter with Yan Xuexiao, and even hopes that winter will pass more slowly, and he can hold Yan Xuexiao's warm hand tightly.

When Yan Xuexiao disappeared, he thought that if Yan Xuexiao died, then he could die together and reunite with Yan Xuexiao in another world.

There was not much luck in his short life, the only luck was to meet Yan Xuexiao, and all the luck came from Yan Xuexiao.

He lied that day, no one else, no one would accept him with thorns all over his body, only Yan Xueyiao gently hugged the dying him in the dark.

There is no one like Yan Xuexiao.

There is no one like Yan Xuexiao.

Suppressed emotions flowed in every corner of his body, and the wet red-haired boy walked through the darkness to the front of the ward, opening the door very lightly.

He saw Yan Xueyiao standing by the window, as if he was looking at something. What the boy didn't notice was that Yan Xueyiao was watching his projection on the window.

He walked behind Yan Xueyiao step by step, summoned up his courage and stretched out his hand, he wanted to hug him as before, but he looked down and saw that his soaked sleeves stopped.

When he was struggling, Yan Xueyiao turned around and stretched out his arms to embrace him, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

His body froze immediately, and after a while, the hand hanging in the air was unable to hug Yan Xuexiao, the boy said with red eyes, "Don't lose me again."

In the next second, a cold kiss fell on his eyes, Yan Xueyiao gently kissed his tears and said seriously, "It's too late to hide."

Chapter 84

Shen Chi came home in Yan Xuexiao's arms, and the undressed young man walked into the living room wrapped in Yan Xuexiao's coat. He didn't dare to move because he was afraid that the floor would get wet, until Yan Xuexiao's voice came from the bathroom.

"The water is ready."

Stiff, he cautiously walked into the bathroom, the dense mist filled the air, Yan Xuexiao's face could not be seen clearly, only the outline of the light could be seen.

The long-lost warmth flowed through the silent blood, he lowered his head to hide the red circles under his eyes, and stood under the orange light.

He didn't realize how long he had been standing when suddenly Yan Xuexiao's slender and well-proportioned hand fell on his cold waist: "Do you want me to take it off for you?"

He immediately regained his senses, felt the hand on his waist, and stammered, "I'll do it myself."

Yan Xueyiao turned to touch his hair and walked out of the bathroom. He took a breath, took off his clothes and soaked in the hot tub.

The young man closed his eyes and sank to the surface, then floated up again after a while, with red hair sticking wetly on his fair forehead, and water droplets on his thick upturned eyelashes, like a stray puppy returning home .

After Shen Chi took a shower, he realized that he didn't bring a change of clothes. He was about to open the door embarrassedly when he caught a glimpse of a pajamas on the shelf.

He thought it was Yan Xuexiao's clothes, but when he picked up his pajamas, he found out that it was a brand new set of blue pajamas, which fit surprisingly well, as if they were tailor-made for him.

After putting on his pajamas, he headed out of the bathroom, drowsiness struck layer upon layer, he went to sleep on the bed in the second bedroom, and fell asleep before he knew it.

The door to the room opened silently, Yan Xueyiao approached the room, looked down at the boy who was curled up into a ball, gently tucked the quilt, and placed a restrained kiss on the boy's forehead.

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The sunlight that filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows made the quilt warm, and when Shen Chi woke up from the bed, his whole body was extra warm. He was stunned, rubbed his eyes and walked down the bed.

He didn't have time to dry his wet clothes last night, and he didn't know if he could still wear them now. When he walked to the door, the slightly open wardrobe attracted his attention.

There are clothes in the closet.

He couldn't help but hold his breath. Has anyone else lived in the house? He slowly pushed open the closet door.

There are neat clothes in the closet, as brand new as yesterday's pajamas. He tried to compare it on himself, and the size fits perfectly.