Chapter 59: [-: Too hard to coax, big dumb guy, a pain in the ass to talk about].

The black pants didn't fit. Chen Jingshen brings him a pair of his own shorts, and Yu Fan tugs at the loose waist of the pants, kind of wanting to put them over Chen Jingshen's head.

Chen Jingshen was in the bathroom taking a shower, and could not be covered for the time being. Yu Fan was half lying on Chen Jingshen's bed with his legs crossed and the same pillow behind him, his posture as casual as if he had just knocked down a mountain.

As he sits here, his soul seems to remain in the first ten minutes. His mind was filled with Chen Jingshen's voice, hands, and smell.

The room had a little window open, and that little odor of youthful restlessness was slowly dispersing.

The air conditioning is finally kicking in, and Yu Fan's brain is slowly cooling down. He doesn't feel much like moving now, his eyes lazily rolling around the room.

Chen Jingshen's closet is not closed tightly, and every piece of clothing hanging in it is properly ironed.

Yu Fan suddenly remembered Chen Jingshen just got up, the body of the white t wrinkled a lot of pieces, all by his scratch.

Yu Fan's fingers curled up for a moment, and he moved his eyes away as if electrocuted, and saw the paper towels in the trash can again.

Grass. Yu Fan felt a stick of gum in his mouth and got up to go back to sit over at his desk, deciding to find something to distract him.

[-:?

What's the matter with you?

Two words down, the small group that had originally wilted due to the failure of the summoning suddenly boiled up.

Wang Luan: Fuck me, fuck me! Yu Fan, you don't fucking answer my private chats! Are you really in love? @-]

[Zuo Kuan: I heard you can still coax people? @-]

[-: @ Zhu Xu?

Zhu Xu: hey ...... hey ...... hey hey hey hey. You listen to my explanation, at that time I was in the middle of a group battle, because I was late in replying to your message, they asked me what I was doing, so I can't be honest about it.

Wang Luan: Hey, what do you mean? We're all brothers, you're not being polite, but you should bring it to us in the future.

Zuo Kuan: Yeah. But are you coaxing until now? Your girlfriend is too much of a fucking pain in the ass.]

Zhang Xianjing: Be careful what you say, his girlfriend might be with him now.

Zuo Kuan immediately withdrew that message.

[Zuo Kuan: So who the hell is your girlfriend.]

Yu Fan leaned on the back of the chair with his legs crossed, lazily knocking out words.

[-: No one. Split up. Don't ask.]

The group was immediately filled with question marks.

Zhu Xu: What's wrong? Didn't you get it right?

Zuo Kuan: So when exactly did you talk about it?

Wang Luan: What for?

[-: Too hard to coax, big dummy, a pain in the ass, no more talk.]

Chen Jingshen came out of the bathroom just as his cell phone was ringing, and Wang Luan was @ him in the discussion group, asking him if he knew who Yu Fan's girlfriend was.

He clicked on the group and casually scanned through it, flipping to Yu Fan's line above.

Chen Jingshen replied "I don't know" to the group, walked over to the person tapping away in the chair and called out, "Yu Fan."

Yu Fan subconsciously recalled what Chen Jingshen had said after calling him by his name the last time, saying something about an animal looking for a beating. His ears went numb, and his expression abruptly turned much colder as he continued typing without lifting his head.

Wang Luan: ...... So who is it? What grade? What class? I'll see if it looks good on Monday.

[Zhu Xu: Maybe it's from your class.]

Wang Luan: That's impossible. No woman in my class except Zhang Xianjing and Ke Ting has ever talked to Yu Fan for more than ten sentences.

Zuo Kuan: What are you talking about? She must be pretty, or else Yu Fan would fall in love with her?

[-: It was ugly, stalking, irrational, and I was blind.]

[Zhu Xu: ah? That's not a good way to talk about your ex. ......]

[Zuo Kuan: Grass, you're a scum.]

[s: T-T]

[Zhang Xianjing:?

[Wang Luan:?

"......"

Yu Fan's hand that was typing curses lurched, and he couldn't bear to raise his head to look at the person who had been standing in front of him, "Chen Jingshen, who gave you permission to say in the group-"

Chen Jingshen pulled off the towel and bent down to kiss him, and Yu Fan's voice instantly disappeared.

Yu Fan sat in his chair blindfolded for a few seconds before asking, "What the fuck ...... are you doing?"

"Cajoling you." Chen Jingshen said, "Can you not break up."

"......"

What are you talking about? Weren't you a good sport just now?

Yu Fan wanted to kick him and tell him to get lost, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a neat row of red marks on the side of his neck.

It's the one you didn't hold back from biting at the end.

So he put his raised leg back down and asked dryly, "Does your neck hurt."

"Ouch." Chen Jingshen said.

"Serves you right." Yu Fan finished with a cold face and twisted his head to look around, "Where's that band-aid you took out earlier?"

"Drawers."

Yu Fan pulled open the desk cabinet and casually glanced inside as he pulled out the band-aids. Chen Jingshen The drawers are also very clean, stationery is placed according to categories, a glance can be seen to the end.

Yu Fan's eyes lingered on the black book at the far end.

A rather old looking book, nothing special, it would catch his eye because something wedged in the book had not been put away properly, half of it was exposed, it looked like a rectangular note, he could vaguely make out two words.

What's the word?

Yu Fan squinted his eyes halfway through and didn't see that it was even uglier than his fucking handwriting.

"What's wrong." Chen Jingshen dried his towel on the balcony and folded back.

"No." Yu Fan didn't have a penchant for prying into other people's privacy. He slammed the drawer shut and ripped open the band-aid, "Hurry up and come here, stick it on and I'll go back."

Chen Jingshen's home is a sunken entrance, and on the shoe cabinet are Yu Fan's unnamed flowers with a subtle fragrance.

Yu Fan put his head down to put on his shoes, reached down and tugged on his pants, frowning, "Chen Jingshen, your pants are too big."

Chen Jingshen followed the sound and glanced toward his waist, coldly remembering that bit of footage from earlier, his eyes flashed for a moment and he said, "Actually, you can not go back."

"Shut up."

"So what you said today," Chen Jingshen said, "is still true, see the movie tomorrow."

Yu Fan froze for a moment before remembering that he was the one who had taken the time to agree to it during the fight.

"Count on it." Yu Fan paused, "I'll buy the ticket this time."

Chen Jingshen said yes.

Yu Fan put on his shoes, rubbed his nose after raising his eyes and said, "I won't be late."

Chen Jingshen was originally half leaning against the wall, and blinked at the words, not being able to hold back from leaning her face towards him.

Just as they were about to touch each other, they suddenly heard a sharp "drop--" coming from the door of the room, and both of them were stunned.

Yu Fan's brain went white, and he subconsciously reached out to push Chen Jingshen's face away.

The door was pushed open and Ji Lianyi sidled up to the driver behind himself and barked, "Just leave your luggage here. Pick me up at the airport tomorrow night at 9:00 p.m. Don't be late, and ......"

She turned her head back as she spoke, her voice momentarily stopping for a few seconds as she looked away, "Jingshen?Why are you standing here? This is ...... Yu Fan?"