Chapter 82: Chen Jingshen, you are nothing more than that!

Yu Fan stood in front of his house, dragging people out of the blacklist under Chen Jingshen's watchful eye, before Chen Jingshen stepped aside and pulled him in.

It was only when he changed his shoes that he realized something was wrong, wasn't this his home? What does Chen Jingshen mean by acting like a master?

"Chen Jingshen." Yu Fan looked up with a stern face, then paused when he saw something extra on the floor in front of him.

"Hmm?" Chen Jingshen carried the food from his hand.

"...... What's that?" Yu Fan asked after a long time.

Chen Jingshen followed his line of sight, stating, "The suitcase, mine. I just had it mailed."

"With your words? Can't I tell?" Yu Fan said, "...... What are you doing moving your luggage to my house?"

"You probably don't have many clothes that fit me here." Chen Jingshen said.

"Who let you than before ......" Yu Fan voice cut off, "Chen Jingshen , do not go far, I allowed you to stay in my place?"

Chen Jingshen was quiet for a few seconds, lowered his eyes and sighed very softly. He leaned against the wall, his other empty hand moved forward, hooked Yu Fan's finger, clearly not having much expression, looking a bit pitiful, and discussed in a low voice: "Then can I stay?"

"......"

Chen Jingshen had been in the house all day and had just taken a shower, his fingers were warm.

Yu Fan silently let him stick for a while, before pretending to be impatient and withdrawing his hand, he took out a plastic bag from his satchel and threw it on the ground, which he bought at the supermarket next door to the barbecue restaurant.

"What is it?" Chen Jingshen asked.

"Slippers. The ones on your feet aren't too small?" Yu Fan stepped around him and went inside, leaving a very stuffy command, "Hang your clothes on the left side of the closet."

After dinner, Yu Fan was distracted by the draft, before a single word popped out, the computer rang twice, the client's message came.

Chen Jingshen opens his suitcase to pack, Yu Fan sits cross-legged on the sofa with a laptop computer to communicate with customers, waiting for the other party to reply to the time, he Yu Guang glances towards the back of the computer from time to time.

The suitcase was black and small with few clothes in it.

You can tell that Chen Jingshen didn't plan to stay long.

Also, convenient, when he made things clear, Chen Jingshen stuffed these things back and can go again.

As he was watching, the person who was packing suddenly stopped moving, and with both hands open on his knees raised his eyes slightly and asked him, "You don't like the suitcase?"

"No." Yu Fan immediately withdrew his eyes.

"You're looking at it with fierce eyes." Chen Jingshen raised his eyebrows.

"Hate the house."

Chen Jingshen turned his face away with a short, deep chuckle, closed the suitcase and pushed it into the corner, walked over and reached over to scoop up the smelly face with little expression, bent down and kissed it, and both of them bit into a refreshing candy that the boss had slipped into a plastic bag by the way, minty, and sweet, after their meal.

Yu Fan knew what he was up to when he saw him approaching, his fingers on the keyboard moved, at first he wanted to push the man away, but then he let it go when he met Chen Jingshen's line of sight.

A very short touch. Chen Jingshen just got out of the way a little bit, and Yu Fan called out to him, "Chen Jingshen."

"Uh-huh."

"I ......"

Two knocks on the door interrupted Yu Fan's words, and both of them looked towards the door at the same time.

Yu Fan's nerves jumped and his hand involuntarily clenched.

Did those two just catch up?

"Hello-" two more crisp knocks, and the man outside shouted at the top of his voice, "Your supermarket purchase."

Yu Fan: "......"

He leaned back on the couch and watched as Chen Jingshen naturally thanked him for the takeout, then carried a large bag into the house and opened his refrigerator to fill it.

"Chen Jingshen, what did you buy." Yu Fan asked, hugging his computer.

"Some food. Noodles, vegetables, eggs, cookies." Chen Jingshen said, "You don't have anything in the refrigerator, and you usually fill it with milk when you have a stomachache?"

"There was before, finished eating a few days ago." At the end and coldly said, "Chen Jingshen, you manage a lot."

Yu Fan looked at Chen Jingshen's back and absentmindedly thought, "I need to keep the receipt from the supermarket, in case Chen Jingshen has to leave tomorrow, he will have to pay for all these things".

The refrigerator at Yu Fan's house was placed under the staircase steps, a little short, and when Chen Jingshen came to make a phone call while he was stuffing something, he bent halfway down, his shoulders holding the phone, his t-shirt sticking to his straight and broad back, looking less thin than he did in high school.

He spoke to the others in his usual light tone, "Didn't see the message."

"Dinner with the boyfriend."

"I'm on vacation."

I don't know what was said on the other side of the phone, Chen Jingshen stuffed the last package of small wontons into the refrigerator, "Got it, let me see."

"The computer's upstairs, I'm going up to see what they've made." Chen Jingshen turned back and saw Yu Fan's hand on the keyboard tapping words clenched into a fist, his eyes staring blankly at him, and stopped to ask, "What's wrong."

Yu Fan was slammed into a trance by Chen Jingshen's cold three words, and a certain button on the computer kept being pressed by him, pulling out a long string of letters in the dialog box.

It was only after a long while that Yu Fan averted his eyes, looked down to delete all the jumbled typing, and said, vaguely and stiffly, "No."

The water rattled in the bathroom. Yu Fan stood in the water, staring out at the wall tiles with his eyes open. The hot water trickled down from the top of his hair, then was stopped by his half-lowered eyelashes, giving his eyes a small umbrella.

He'd thought about it all the way back, thinking that he'd been too impulsive last night with the wine, but now that he'd calmed down, with water poured over his head and sobered up too much, his thoughts remained the same as they had been yesterday.

After confessing, will Chen Jingshen be angry, will she regret the six years she spent looking for him in between, and will she break up?

Don't want to split.

The eyelashes couldn't resist, and the hot water seeped into the eyes a little, making them dry and sore. Yu Fan reached out and roughly rubbed his face, with such force that the tips of his eyelids and nose hurt.

-

Coming out of the bathroom, Yu Fan put a towel over his head and went upstairs.

Chen Jingshen worked on the half-empty gray desk next to his computer desk. In the past, Chen Jingshen was always straight in class, but perhaps he has been too busy with his studies and work in the past few years, and now he casually stretches out his legs when he works on the code, leaning back in his chair and stretching out his hands with his shoulders slightly bowed, his long and flexible fingers flying on the keyboard. The whole room is a low and clear knocking sound.

This was the first time Yu Fan saw Chen Jingshen at work, with an unfamiliar disheveled and diffident look, but the relaxed and casual look between his brows was the same Chen Jingshen as before.

Chen Jingshen was working on the code with both hands, and there was a cell phone on speakerphone next to him. Yu Fan couldn't help but scan it, and vaguely saw the words "Luo Liyang".

The other party has been rambling non-stop, first said a few Yu Fan do not understand the content of the work, and then it is the elders of the long nagging: "line, I ran through no problem. Hey, I just watched the news, isn't it a typhoon day in Ningcheng these days? It's quite big, and you can catch the only plane that can fly in this weather. You and your boyfriend are not every holiday to see it, not bad this one or two days it."

Yu Fan vividly jumped, paused in place for a few seconds, and then smothered his head and pretended he hadn't heard anything as he was about to pass by. The sound of the keyboard suddenly stopped, and he was held by his wrist.

He rubbed his hair a little heavier, wanted to ask "what", in the way of Chen Jingshen on the phone and swallowed back, can only dry stupid stand.

"Poor." Chen Jingshen grabbed the man, didn't look up, turned off the program on his computer and snapped it shut, "It's okay hang up."

Luo Liyang gave an oh-oh, "Okay, then you take advantage of the vacation to get some rest, then I'll hang-"

Chen Jingshen pressed the hang-up button first, and the small house finally quieted down. He stood up, his hair poking up against the top of the wall again, and pulled the towel off Yu Fan's head and covered it in his own hands, then lowered his eyes to help him wipe up the droplets from the ends of his hair.

Yu Fan's movement was a bit of a lurch, and the ventriloquism that he had been working on for a long time in the bathroom was suddenly forgotten again.

The house is too small, Yu Fan likes to hang a lot of things on the wall, photos, headphones, satchel ...... Chen Jingshen picks up the hair dryer from the wall, Yu Fan reaches out to block him, frowning: "I'll do it myself."

Chen Jingshen pushed his hand away, his fingers snapping up the on/off button, and gusts of hot air from the smallest gear hit Yu Fan's ears.

Yu Fan's hair is very soft, not as fluffy as usual after blow drying, lying softly in Chen Jingshen's fingers, then slowly sliding down.

"Stayed for six years?" Chen Jingshen asked.

Yu Fan responded in a muffled voice, "Is that possible? It's cut once a year."

Chen Jingshen hmmm, "Why stay long?"

Yu Fan pressed his back against the wall, didn't look at him, stared down at the knot in his throat and said, "...... I'd love to."

Chen Jingshen didn't have much experience in blow-drying hair, and didn't create the kind of fluffiness that Yu Fan usually had. His hair was properly deflated at the moment, making his usually calm face look a bit good.

Waiting for the hair to dry, Chen Jingshen hung the hair dryer back casually, his fingers inserted into his boyfriend's hair and rubbed it twice, both of them breathed a little heavier, and there was still half a bit of humidity mixed in the air. Chen Jingshen's fingers slightly closed, just inclined his head down, his chin was pressed by the person in front of him.

Yu Fan looked up at him, I don't know if it was a long bath, but his cheeks and lips were a bit pale.

"Chen Jingshen, I have something to tell you, maybe you'll want to break up with me after you hear it." Yu Fan said.

Chen Jingshen lets his palms press down, his dark eyes dropping down, his expression, as always, not visible as a reaction.

Yu Fan pursed her lips and gave a full account, "My father has extorted more than eight hundred thousand dollars from your family."

At these words, the narrow room fell silent.

Chen Jingshen just looked at him and didn't say anything.

Yu Fan clenched his teeth, his jaw stiffly tensed, "But that eight hundred thousand I called back the next day, and the remaining thirty thousand was repaid with interest, so you can ask your family."

Still no response.

Yu Fan hard head, no ups and downs continue to read their own typed draft, like high school read the review, "At that time should be your family scared a lot. My problem, at that time I did not know that someone found out about us ...... otherwise it would not have turned into that kind of scene. Chen Jingshen, my family situation than you see to be a lot of rotten, may you this life can not meet than I am more troublesome people. I used to have no plans or concepts for the future, and talked to you in a confused manner, and in the end there was nothing good that came out of it, but now ......"

Now what?

We've talked about this before and it didn't end well, so now we're just going to forget about it?

Chen Jingshen's hands hung down at his side, his gaze bland.

"But now," Yu Fan rasped, "I'm not in ...... as bad a situation as I used to be."

Chen Jingshen was stunned.

"I'm doing okay at this job now, over 10,000 a month, haven't saved any money in the last few years, I've donated it all, but I can be self-sufficient and won't cost you anything."

Yu Fan's voice was very low, and there were few pauses in his speech, "Yu Kaiming is in prison, and will be out in a few months. His health is failing, and he should only be able to lie in the hospital when he comes out."

"Although his creditors still come to me occasionally, I can handle it and they're not that bad to talk to."

"Anyway, it won't affect you or your house anymore, I can handle it all now. So--"

Yu Fan had never said such words in his life. He expressionlessly raised his eyes to look at Chen Jingshen, his whole face had already reddened with embarrassment and shame, and in the end, he spat out every word in a hard and small voice.

"So can ...... not break up."

It was pouring outside the window, raindrops splattering against the window, which was left open, leaving a crack in the window, and the wind whimpering and whispering as it poured in, the only sound left in this house.

Yu Fan seemed to be suffering in a rainstorm, his emotions ranging from nervousness to loss and then finally calmness.

Chen Jingshen grabbed his wrist and moved his hand away. Yu Fan heart stifling pain, swallowed a little, that sentence if you want to split then forget it has reached the edge of the mouth, can not speak.

He heard himself say, "Think about it for a ......"

Chen Jingshen lowers his head and kisses him, and Yu Fan's voice ends abruptly.

Chen Jingshen had already changed into her own clothes, and the faint minty scent was back again.

"You're renting a room yourself and donating all your money?" Chen Jingshen There was a subtle flicker in his eyes.

"Because there's nothing to spend and no plans to buy a house ......"

Just after that, Yu Fan knocked the back of his head against the wall and was kissed again.

"How did that guy get in?"

Yu Fan was a bit baffled and answered everything he was asked, "I squatted on him for a long time, then reported him for stealing, gambling, and running a private casino, and the bits and pieces added up to more than five years."

Chen Jingshen lowered his head and continued to kiss him, "Are those debt collectors still looking for you now?"

"Well, but it's just a walk in the park, it hasn't dared anything."

Yu Fan said, subconsciously lifting his chin before getting a kiss that was deeper and heavier than even before.

Yu Fan likes very high pillows, and Chen Jingshen can kiss him when he's on his knees.

But Chen Jingshen still grabbed his chin to make him look up, looked down at him, and softened his voice in a rare way, "When my mom looked for you ...... was there any aggression."

Yu Fan stared blankly, finally reacting to the fact that Chen Jingshen might know everything.

What was he doing?

But having said that, the sense of shame had already been exhausted a little earlier. Yu Fan's heart dropped back down, and her shoulders and back, which had been tensed for a long time, were finally able to relax, only her heartbeat was still as fast as it was a moment ago.

"Nah. I'm big and tall, I can't be wronged." Yu Fan had no expression as he leaned himself upward to kiss him, "Chen Jingshen, seriously."

Chen Jingshen's jaw tensed, the back of his hand traced the knot of his throat very lightly, and with a lazy hmm, he said, "Open your mouth."

Last night, Yu Fan drank alcohol and all his body functions were slowed down.

But actually, normally he was less than amused, like now.

......

Chen Jingshen's fingers didn't enter the loose waist of his pants, Yu Fan was sensitively jolted, his body instantly tensed up, and his mouth turned wooden when he connected with the kiss. Chen Jingshen bites his lips with a good laugh, making him reopen his mouth, and scoops the man up from the bed, half-sitting against the head of the bed, grasping his legs to make him curl up.

Chen Jingshen didn't even touch him, just used a little bit of force, Yu Fan shivered a few times in a very small amplitude, his ears and cheeks turned hot, and his toes curled up. Chen Jingshen kissed the knot of his throat and laughed muffledly, "Why so fast."

Strange shame.

"...... accident." Yu Fan, with a murderous red face, reaches over to cover his mouth and very roughly tugs at the elastic cord on Chen Jingshen's pants.

...... can't rip it off.

Chen Jingshen Throat scratched, one hand untied the rope, holding his wrist to touch.

The sound of heavy and light breathing echoed through the room. Yu Fan was made a second time, and the one after that was still intermittent, and when he came out he was all white and wobbly.

He leaned over the bed panting very heavily, stopped and cursed, "Chen Jingshen, you're so annoying, my hands are sore."

Chen Jingshen gave a deep hmmm and was just about to say then don't get it. Yu Fan licked his lips and said, "Change it."

......

Yu Fan's hair was so soft that it would rub against Chen Jingshen's skin every time he dropped down and rose. Chen Jingshen breathed heavily, his fingers digging into his hair and gripping it, his veins bulging high.

A rain passed and the dense drizzle was soothing to the ear.

Yu Fan wiped his face and then his mouth, tilted his head back to blush, and snorted coldly, "Chen Jingshen, you're nothing more than that."

"......"