The General's Secret (2)

Shuo Yan stared blankly at Zhifan Shen's hand that covered the back of his hand, Zhifan Shen's fingers were a bit cool, but the place touched by the other party was getting hotter and hotter.

-Why, to be so nice to him?

His throat rolled slightly and his body seemed to fall into a kind of eternal freeze, at least for a moment he didn't dare to look at the other man's expression.

He snorted at himself in the bottom of his heart, really in the face of Zhifan Shen s time he will lose those proud of self control, even if he against the relentless rain of gunfire can also board the God color invincible, but in front of this person still feel ...... weak and terrified.

Reasons he could have made up a million.

Like because you saved me, because I can see a reflection of my former self in you, because ...... much, much more.

Yet there is only one true one.

Because I long for you.

Longing to touch again the body heat you passed on to me seven years ago, longing to kiss the white neck I saw back then, longing to wrap my arms around your nearly unattainable back, longing to get a smile from you when you turn around once in a while, longing for you to linger on my side forever ......

You used to be an irreparable regret for me seven years ago, a lingering story engraved in the marrow of my bones, and a moonlight forget-me-not that I begged for seven years later.

If you cut open my heart, my blood, even my breath, every line of my skin.

You can see in no uncertain terms that it's all you.

All I desire is nothing more than you.

A light sweat seemed to break out on his forehead, glistening slightly in the light, and his throat began to tighten, and he knew he shouldn't have been so frightened, even if Zhifan Shen's palm was touching the back of his hand.

He was used to being calm, he was calm and self-possessed, and he was telling himself that he shouldn't allow himself to be too shaken at a time like this, that there was nothing to be said in retrospect.

He has selfishness and desire.

It would have been the perfect opportunity for him, Zhifan Shen now knows nothing, remembers nothing.

So what if it's a despicable ride.

That long-lost teenage urge rose in his body like a calcined flame, and something bad was rambling in his ear in that flame.

Hey, there's nothing wrong with that, instead of hiding them so much, what's wrong with just laying them out with a bang.

No one ever said it couldn't be.

It can't be any worse than it was, like it used to be, when you didn't even get a chance to say it and watch ......

He looked up suddenly.

" Zhifan Shen , I ......"

Zhifan Shen let out a confused "ah" before his palm slipped off the back of Shuo Yan's hand and finally landed on his arm on the table with a "pop".

The grilled fish was still zinging alone.

Zhifan Shen did not know at all how long that question had just spun in someone else's mind to blow up what kind of a big drama, he only felt that his brain was up and dizzy, like soaking noodles.

The aroma of freshly caught fish wafted through the small, airtight room, and Shuo Yan inhaled, falling into a small, somewhat awkward silence.

He hesitated for a moment and reached out to poke Zhifan Shen's hair with his finger.

Zhifan Shen then woke up again for a moment, raising his head slightly to look at him.

His amber eyes were all blank, and the blush along his cheeks made his complexion look good, making Shuo Yan's look very bad.

Spare me the fact that the always so good-tempered (?) The General-sama couldn't help himself.

Hey you say you this person how can this ah, other people seriously and very painful and hard to want to analyze their own, you so drunk over?

It's just a sip. It's just a sip!

What kind of body is this, huh?

Shuo Yan bitterly patted his cheek again, Zhifan Shen is still drunk unconscious.

It's not good for you to be like this, do you know that?

...... You don't know.

Shuo Yan replied mentally in place of Zhifan Shen.

Zhifan Shen nuzzled Shuo Yan's fingers, then got down again.

His fingers, however, didn't let go, gently circling his hair and slowly curling and uncurling it.

Roll it up again.

You don't know, nothing.

He thought with some loss.

The aroma of the fish was beginning to become lost to him, and his gaze fell silently on Zhifan Shen's body.

You wouldn't have known anyway, would have, not understood at all.

Ah, what a good gas.

He couldn't help but gasp and use a little force in his hands, but he still couldn't be bothered to hurt him, so he was the only one tangled up in the end.

"Really, why on earth would I ......" He hated himself quite a bit, but unfortunately he had to swallow it all in the end.

"I like you."

He touched his head, very softly, very softly.

Even if you don't know, it's okay because I haven't told you, I can't tell you, and you don't want me to tell you, so you won't know ......

Then Zhifan Shen sat up.

Shuo Yan's last syllable still stopped there, and he bit his tongue unexpectedly, making the scene very awkward.

Wake up. Wake up?

I have to say that Shuo Yan felt a twinge of horror.

But the next image was still within his reach, Zhifan Shen didn't care what he had just said, he just sniffled, and then stared straight at the plate of fish, but his fingers didn't move, as if he had lost the ability to use chopsticks, and then looked around the room, and then finally just looked pitifully at Shuo Yan.

The desire for fish in Zhifan Shen's eyes was a bit of a euphemism for a glance.

He very hesitantly ...... chucked a piece of fish in front of him.

Zhifan Shen opened his mouth obediently, chewed obediently, and swallowed obediently.

While this is happening Shuo Yan extends his hand in front of his face, unresponsive.

Oh, not awake.

The Generalissimo, who didn't know whether to be relieved or not, became even more angry.

How can there be such a person ah, as soon as you get drunk, you come up and touch other people's hands, hands are just can touch.

You have to pick the time to wake up when someone else confesses, and if you want to wake up, you should simply wake up all the time, but half-wake up, and you need to be fed by someone else?

What's wrong with this?

The Lord General was so angry that he cried and laughed again, and his teeth itched a little.

Unfortunately for Zhifan Shen, he was so fully invested in the grilled fish that Shuo Yan even wondered if he was really drunk, or maybe he was just not drunk to avoid embarrassment but wanted to eat the fish.

Unfortunately, the General's swashbuckling fingers can only honestly serve Zhifan Shen the fish.

Also doesn't like fish skin and cringes at the sight of it.

He also doesn't like to watch others eat, and Zhifan Shen frowns across the room when he eats by himself.

It's a pain in the ass.

But the way the food looks, it's not bad.

He sent it in a bit more this time, and Zhifan Shen gently bit down on his chopsticks, with the kind of force that's just right, following the chopsticks a bit, and biting down into people's hearts.

Zhifan Shen seemed to smile softly, with a gentle brow, and unconsciously licked his lips.

Shuo Yan's throat tightened again.

Poor Lord General has been ruffled all night, but only has the life of a bite-sized feeder.