Zhifan Shen's Secret (1)

The scene was so adorable that it couldn't be stopped, and both Shuo Yan and Jinxing Yan's faces were very unhappy.

But not Zhifan Shen, who happily jerked off the three kittens, though at least the three little ones made Zhifan Shen forget for a while whether the big one was the original one or not.

Jinxing Yan's purpose for the trip had been accomplished, and he couldn't stand his own - shaggy - form any longer; they weren't fragile in this form, but they gave him an uncomfortable feeling.

In addition, this form of them, due to certain genes in their bloodline, will be particularly arrogant and capricious, and this force majeure makes Jinxing Yan feel that he is no longer a hard-blooded man, but a little bit can not help but want to be pampered "meow" out.

...... is very scary.

Shuo Yan has always had no room for their protest proposals against these small, very feudalistic, □□ systems.

He picked up three kittens, one by one, and threw them into a ball bag, very cleanly.

"Meow~" uncle uncle!

"Meow~" Don't load us up ah!

"Meow-" The bag is dark we will be scared ah!

Shuo Yan gave a cold snort, these three little brats would be less afraid than to trust Jinxing Yan with a wife.

Jinxing Yan suddenly felt a little itchy nose.

Three little snowballs poked their furry heads out crying and looking at Zhifan Shen with watery eyes for help.

Zhifan Shen glanced at Shuo Yan , and thought that Shuo Yan's expression seemed that much more intimidating, "...... So, where are you sending them?"

"Garbage collection station." Shuo Yan blurted out what was on his mind, "It suits them."

Zhifan Shen was dumbfounded.

"Meow~" Don't, uncle!

"Meow~" uncle is so hard-hearted QAQ!

"Meow!" Help!

The three little snowballs screamed miserably and didn't forget to pout.

Zhifan Shen looked intolerant.

Shuo Yan cleared his throat and smiled weakly at Zhifan Shen, "Actually, this is my brother's cat, always running around, so I had to send him back."

"...... this," Zhifan Shen mused, "Can a cat that small run so far?"

Shuo Yan: "......"

So, who knows why they can run so far, family history, strong genes, extraordinary talent?

Zhifan Shen was just about to touch the little snowball's head again when Zhirou Shen's phone call came.

"Brother!"

The high decibel of this sound made Zhifan Shen squint his eyes, and he sighed, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly as he imagined Zhirou Shen jumping to his feet on the opposite side of the room.

"Brother! You really ran off with that male vixen!!!"

"How do you talk," Zhifan Shen glanced over Shuo Yan at the corner of his eyes, his eyes dropping slightly, "You're still in a tantrum, why did you run around before, do you know how worried that Jia Yi is, do you know how worried your brother is?"

"I'm not running around!" Zhirou Shen clenched his teeth and directly intended to say it on the phone, "Brother, I tell you, you now ...... better stay away from that General Yan as well."

Zhifan Shen was silent for a moment before saying, "What's wrong?"

"I ......" Zhirou Shen's voice hit a tremor, "you first quickly go home, quickly go home okay, you go home I tell you, really important very important."

Hearing Zhirou Shen's voice in genuine urgency, Zhifan Shen then said, "I'll be quick, right next door."

He poked his head out to bid farewell to Shuo Yan, "I ...... ll go first."

Shuo Yan was still fighting with the three fur balls when he looked up and saw Zhifan Shen's faint smile.

He smiled like that, as if it were the same as seven years ago.

Although there was a slight difference in the features, although this shy and innocent look was out of place from what it should have been, and the original cold visage was much softer because of the look.

Still like a teenager, faintly illuminated by the light, with a faint starburst covering the bottom of his eyes.

But a teenager is a teenager, and Olivia said that hypnosis doesn't last that long.

He was always going to change back to the original Zhifan Shen.

Shuo Yan lost his heart again, but the corners of his mouth smiled as he said goodbye.

The memory of the teenager will always be a presence that can't be traced, but then the stubborn and aloof youth still makes your heart pound too.

"今天真是麻烦你，" Zhifan Shen still can't help but use honorifics, and then change it a little embarrassed, "You ...... I always change it."

"Never mind." Shuo Yan didn't want to pay attention to those three lawless little things for a while, only wanting to look at him two more times.

"Zhirou called me over," Zhifan Shen signaled, then waved at him, "I'll join you for dinner later in the evening."

Shuo Yan enjoyed a soft mood: "Uh, what would you like to eat?"

Zhifan Shen thought for a moment, "Actually, I don't know how to cook."

Shuo Yan also thought about it, and realized that he was only good at making coffee, and although he had an automatic cooking machine, he felt that this kind of cold machine did not have any sincerity.

"Then," Shuo Yan looked down at the three furballs with a meaningful smile, "Braised Meowth Heads it is, three, just right."

Three Cats: "...... Meow Meow Meow!" Uncle is mad!!!

Zhifan Shen knew of course that Shuo Yan wasn't that deranged, but he was still intimidated by the threat in the Lord General's eyes.

He looked down in thought and suddenly thought, "Hot pot it is then, have you ever had it?"

Shuo Yan froze, "Hot pot?"

Zhifan Shen had already headed outside, hearing his comment of disbelief looked back at him again and smiled softly, "Well, a very good kind of food ...... See you tonight."

Shuo Yan was tickled and warm.

Sitting down for a meal with your favorite teenager is romantic any way you think about it.

Jinxing Yan : "...... meow." Eyes going blind.

...... What the hell is he doing to come to such a place to suffer ah!

Zhifan Shen slowly turned his head, the sunlight next to him seemed to be just blocked by the dark clouds, and the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly faded, as if it was slowly shrouded in a layer of shade.

His innocent brow narrowed slightly, and the corners of his otherwise warm eyes faded, soaked with three layers of frost.

He sighed and slowly opened the door to his house.

Zhirou Shen was sitting on the sofa, hugging a pillow, his eyes suddenly red again, but it wasn't too much of a sad face, just looked a bit melancholy.

It's amazing that a little monkey-like girl like her, who looks like a little monkey and moves like one, and who doesn't have two or two pounds in her brain, can be melancholy.

When she saw Zhifan Shen coming, her eyes reddened even more and two tears fell.

"Brother," she cried miserably, trying to barely raise her spirits again, "am I crying extra pearly now, I'm so sad to see, just like those girls on TV."

Zhifan Shen was silent for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "...... They cried like pear blossoms, you cried like cannibal flowers."

Zhirou Shen : "......"

"Well," Zhifan Shen smiled, stroked Zhirou Shen's head, and took his little girl in his arms, "Don't cry, you're my baby sister."

Zhirou Shen cried even more sadly this time.

She remembered what Ferdinandia had said, what Jia Yi had said.

What underground mecha field ...... She kept flashing in her mind a bandaged brother collapsed in a pool of blood, although it has been a long time, but she still kept palpitating.

She thought about it, gritted her teeth, and pulled the recorder out of her pocket anyway.

"Brother, I didn't run amok," Zhirou Shen hung his head, "I was kidnapped by a man called Ferdinandia, do you know him ...... You may not remember now, but ......"

"Did he tell you."

"But he said that he used to be with you--" Zhirou Shen's words of explanation reached his mouth and suddenly gave a start, looking up at Zhifan Shen in a daze, "What did you say, brother? "

Zhifan Shen's gaze dropped to look at him, it was cold as frost, but very handsome.

"You're not supposed to know that."

Zhirou Shen covered his mouth and his eyes widened.

"Brother ...... when did you remember ......"

"It hasn't been long," Zhifan Shen took the recorder in her hand, "Actually, I've been starting to remember a little bit of it one after another, and it's not exactly coming back to me now, it's just that I'm remembering more from before."

"When did you start thinking about it?" Zhirou Shen grabbed his sleeve, "Why didn't you even tell me."

Zhifan Shen hung his head, "The first time, at the mech field training base, I was a little stimulated, and I didn't think about it, but then I got drunk, and I remembered a little bit roughly in my dream, but it wasn't clear."

"More clearly the night before last," Zhifan Shen blinked, "I ...... remembered a little bit more about seven years ago, and then today, just before you came. "

He subconsciously breaks off sentences to hide something, like the fact that his memories have awakened several times because of a certain person.

The one that really comes to mind more is the night when the Lord General was holding a couple of messy plants in his hands, looking a little messy too, and then came up and kissed him without being told.

He talked a lot about the old days ...... Shuo Yan was like a key when he was drunk.

Zhifan Shen sighed.

He was like a key, or rather his kisses were like a key, and the closer he was with him, the clearer the memories began to shake in his mind.

At that point in time, Zhifan Shen thought back to the days when he had been in the underground mech arena, for that was the first time as an adult that he and Shuo Yan had seen each other.

But it was just a vague mass of memories, separate, and he could figure out the cold self, but not why he was cold.

He was filled with a faint fear of those memories, but even so, he couldn't help but get close to the other man, couldn't help but act like he knew nothing about it even though his insides were already starting to shake.

I don't know if I'm lying to others or to myself.

Disconnected memories weren't spliced together very nicely in his mind until earlier, that kiss before Zhirou Shen came back.

He said, "We seven years ago ......"

The kiss was like a fuse, rubbing and burning up memories from seven years ago.

Zhifan Shen covered his forehead.

The moment those memories appeared he wasn't so much enlightened as he was terrified.

He does not want to think about getting up ...... those memories that he does not want anymore, a cowardly and evasive way.

But eventually it came back to me.

"Brother, does that audio still need to be listened to?"

"Don't, Ferdinandia's stuff is off limits," Zhifan Shen said as he lightly tossed the recorder into the trash, "Do you know why I'm losing my memory?"

Zhirou Shen shook his head stupidly, "I don't know."

"Someone hypnotized me, but actually I ...... I learned a little hypnosis before, someone taught me," Zhifan Shen sighed, "Instead of her hypnotizing me, I took the opportunity to to hypnotize myself, I'm too tired, I want to rest for a while."

"But as long as I remember, there's no way I can stop."

"I've given myself half a month to have an amnesiac mirror session, and it's kinda romantic ...... but that's where it ends."

"Mirrors, in the end, are fake."

He suddenly smiled again, his lips thin and seemingly this smile also cool.

"I set the 'key' to hypnosis, to his kiss."

"...... What is a 'key'?"

"It's the credentials of waking up," Zhifan Shen stroked his head, "Each kiss unlocks a layer of locks, waking up from a beautiful dream to return to reality in a kiss, it's pathetic, but it's also romantic, it can't be helped ...... Dreams Always have to wake up."

Zhirou Shen did not understand.

"You don't have to understand," Zhifan Shen got up and poured through his own cabinets for a while, and gave Zhirou Shen a ticket straight away, "You're leaving tonight, leaving the Emperor's Planet, going to the B-System, the B-33 star, 23 Abyss Street, it's not safe here, I can't take care of you properly. ."

"What about you?" Zhirou Shen stared dumbfounded at the ticket in her hand, a ticket that had no time but only a place, an anytime ticket that was very expensive but was indeed purchased by her ID card, suggesting that this was Zhifan Shen's plan from a long time ago.

"I'm staying," Zhifan Shen lowered his eyes, "I'm missing a kiss to make me think all the way back."

Like tonight.

His eyelashes were dense and long, but at the moment they fluttered lightly on his thin jade-like face.

Zhirou Shen suddenly realized that he was afraid that he had seen a most vulnerable brother.

"The 'he' that brother said, is that ...... Shuo Yan?"

He didn't answer.

"You are really, really like him ah." Zhirou Shen suddenly realized, "Brother you feel tired ...... so tired that you hypnotize yourself to want to amnesia to rest for a period of time, also because of him, right?"

Zhifan Shen sighed, the back of one hand against his forehead, "Don't ask, baby."

But after a while he answered himself.

"Yeah, it's for him," Zhifan Shen smiled farcically, as if recalling something, "how else would it be set up to be his kiss."

"I ...... but I've never heard you talk about him before."

Zhirou Shen is a bit confused.

"That was ...... many years ago."