Jia Yi's Secret (1)

Zhifan Shen finished reading the magazine, and began to sneak it back into his head.

The collarbone of this one is sensational, the back of that one is a little more sexy although it only shows a little bit, and this one behind it ......

In all honesty it's not the first time he's done this kind of thing, it's definitely not the first time he's done it, and he's still got a single digit record.

The teenagers of the same age next to them would occasionally flirt and banter about this kind of thing, talking about which girl was more delicate in appearance, more beautiful in figure, sharing what kind of beauty appeared in the first dream.

Zhifan Shen's first dream was the opposite of theirs, and the person who appeared in his dream was neither a beautiful and gentle girl, nor a sexy and hot lady.

The other man was handsome and tall, and his dreamy movements could not be described as gentle, yet they shuddered him to the depths.

Outside of that charming dream, he seemed to have learned this sort of thing without a teacher.

This kind of love affair is indeed delicious, but after it is done, there is always a sense of emptiness, after all, it is only a charming dream, Zhifan Shen never thought that this is a crush that will have a tiny bit of hope, it is inevitably a bit boring.

The country planets weren't exactly open to much, and he'd never seen anyone who was like him, and he'd never intended to tell anyone, and was left alone two more times.

What's more, he never just put the other party in such a position as a physical support, Shuo Yan was not just such a role in his heart.

Zhifan Shen, except for the first time he dreamed of him as if it were an initiation, rarely did it happen again.

Shuo Yan was an unattainable dream, a lifelong crush if he hadn't been practically experiencing all of this right now.

And the other person may be completely unaware that on some distant planet there was a young boy with a heart so hot that it could not be imagined.

Even though he tried hard to suppress this feeling in his heart, no one ever knew about it.

But not now, Zhifan Shen lay with his pillow, his eyes quietly closed, his fingers slowly slipping downward along his thoughts.

...... very different now.

A voice crossed his mind, shouting softly.

Because it's been, like, totally different.

Maybe I'm not skilled enough, so every time I do it I'm very weak in my heart.

He'd also made a point of turning off the lights and closing the windows; the place was surprisingly clean, not sure if he'd recruited someone to come and clean it on a regular basis, and there was a faint minty smell on the comforter.

Ah, just the thought of lying under a soft, clean comforter and having a ...... is very escapist.

What would it feel like to lie under a blanket with that person, naked｜naked skin pressed together.

Will the limbs intertwine, will the breath be disorganized, will they kiss.

Would they exchange each other's scents and snuggle close together, as he had fantasized a thousand times before?

Zhifan Shen bowed his head and grunted softly.

This kind of thing even though revealing also mostly just think about it, it ...... has the feeling of not being able to do so.

If it's with him.

Zhifan Shen was about to bury his whole face in the pillow, but he couldn't stop moving his hands.

Yet he was still very weak, a weakness that came mostly from a deep-seated shyness about such actions.

So much so that when that phone call came through, he literally sprang right out of bed as if he'd been hit with something.

About the same as an overly frightened shrimp.

...... shriveled up.

Zhifan Shen looked at the cell phone that shone with a faint ghostly light in the dark night and sighed silently, feeling aggrieved.

Why does he have to time it so precisely when he's all so so rare to want a shot.

If the caller had been Zhirou Shen, then Zhifan Shen could have predicted that Zhirou Shen would have no pocket money for a long time to come.

Otherwise there wasn't much else; his cell phone was pretty much a standby, as was his not-so-normal clean address book, and he hardly ever saw anyone contact him.

It seems like Zhirou Shen is a bit innocent, but Zhifan Shen doesn't care.

That's ...... what if it's Shuo Yan?

Zhifan Shen reached out to take the cell phone's fingers slightly lurched, also do not know what came to mind, face rubbed a little red, all of a sudden hugged the pillow tightly.

He had just been leaning on the thought of him doing this kind of indescribable thing, the main owner called at this time unavoidably also let him feel embarrassed and ...... have a kind of unspeakable excitement.

I don't think so, they just talked on the phone ...... but, but it's not necessarily oh.

Thinking about it, Zhifan Shen was kind of looking forward to it.

Yet none of them are.

Zhifan Shen froze and guessed nothing correctly; it was an unmarked caller with a long and unfamiliar number.

It was in this moment of his slightly disoriented hesitation that the phone stopped.

The room went dark for a moment as the ghostly light that had been on the cell phone just moments ago was suddenly dimmed by the termination of the incoming call.

Generally, if something is wrong, even if you don't get through, you don't just call once, but there are those who call once for fear of interrupting and waiting for the other person to call back.

Zhifan Shen did not know who the other party was and was hesitating to call back.

Soon, however, that caller rang tirelessly again.

Then it must not be a nuisance call, Zhifan Shen did not hesitate to pick it up this time.

"Hiss..."

He was startled, the voice coming out of nowhere and making him a little uncomfortable.

There was no sound from across the room, just a sound that was a bit like electricity.

He glanced at his cell phone with some confusion, wondering if it was the opposite side of the room or his own phone.

But soon he heard a hint of something wrong.

It's not that there's no sound, it's like the signal is too bad.

Still can vaguely hear some voice, should be a man's voice, but really with the intermittent piercing electric current sound, even the voice has become a little horrible.

It's something.

Zhifan Shen subconsciously tried to turn off the somewhat bizarre call, and the current sound came to an abrupt end.

As if the opposite side was also debugging, it still got slightly stuck, but finally returned to normal.

Zhifan Shen heart jumped, always feel where there is a trace of uneasiness, always feel that the person ...... at the other end of the phone is very much to be cared about.

An extremely clear and light voice soon came from the opposite side.

"Nozomu."

Zhifan Shen's ears were numb, he couldn't tell what he felt when he heard the sound, but he always felt ......

There's a sense of shock that comes as a dream.

Zhifan Shen thought back in some confusion, still certain that he hadn't heard the voice in his head.

But he wouldn't have remembered anything.

The other party seemed to laugh softly, very softly, but Zhifan Shen's mind seemed to have seen the corners of the other party's mouth raised.

"It's been a while, have you missed me?"

Zhifan Shen's hands shook, almost crying at the intimate tone.

...... Brother you who?

Zhifan Shen tried to speak, but his throat suddenly went dry.

Is he going to go back to what? Ask the other guy who he is? He has no idea who the other guy is, can he trust him.

Zhifan Shen also do not know why he always keep his memory loss secret, always do not want others to know, if not Shuo Yan ...... also only Shuo Yan .

"Why don't you say something?"

The other man's voice lowered a fraction.

Zhifan Shen hesitated and slurred, "I can't hear you over here, and you are?"

The other man suddenly paused.

Zhifan Shen suddenly felt that his heartbeat was like a drum, and the other party stopped ...... so much as if he knew something.

"Is that so, I know."

He said softly, his voice seeming to have lost the laughter it had started with.

Zhifan Shen was stunned.

The other side. Know anything yet?

Is it simply knowing that he conveys the inability to hear voices, or does ...... it refer to something else.

"You ......" he asked, unable to resist the urge to open his mouth.

"I'll be back soon."

The other party didn't give him the time or opportunity to inquire, speaking softly.

"You don't have to wander, Nozomu."

The other man's voice was clearly clear, but it carried the same compulsion.

Zhifan Shen looked down at the voice that had been hung up and suddenly felt a shiver run down his spine.

The other party came and left in an inexplicable way, making Zhifan Shen feel as if it were a dream.

But no, not a dream.

Zhifan Shen sighed and resigned himself to turning on the light to rescan the room once more.

Although he knew part of what was going on, it still left him feeling very confused.

The second journal, where the hell is it.

......

" Jia Yi, have you finished your bath yet? Half an hour, isn't that enough time for you to get drowned?"

Zhirou Shen wanted to kick the bathroom door twice with his bare legs.

Jia Yi closed her cell phone and set it aside, turning back to the door and smiling warmly twice.

"Zoe can come in and wash with me!"

"...... Get lost."

Zhirou Shen has nothing on Jia Yi.

Jia Yi dropped her eyes and laughed softly twice as the gentle jostling of the young girls drowned out the sound of the water.

The cell phone placed next to her suddenly lit up, waiting for her long awaited reply.

"I know, you're doing a great job."