sinovels Chapter 4 The First Night
Chapter 4 The First Night
He Shaoyu propped his chin with one hand, watching the farce with a half-smile, but his beautiful eyes were cold: "Where do I sleep tonight?"
"How about sleeping in my room?" Cen Mian suggested hesitantly, rubbing the soup pot with his fingers.Shanhai Community was not a cheap location, the reason why he was able to pay the least rent was not only because of his brother, but also because he contracted housework.But he was still very guilty.
He Shaoyu squinted at him and said, "I don't sleep with others."
Cen Mian almost slipped his hand and dropped the soup pot on the ground, shook his head like a rattle, and anxiously explained: "No, that's not what I meant."
"What Xiao Mian means is to give you the room." After looking at Lu Jun's room for a long time, Lu Li, who confirmed that Lu Jun was fine, then pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and slowly solved the next mess.
Cen Mian breathed a sigh of relief, nodded his head several times as if to offer all his kindness, and looked anxiously at He Shaoyu whose expression softened a little.
A big long tail with fluffy white hair wrapped around Cen Mian's neck from behind, and swept away the soup pot that Cen Mian had been picking up all night along his chest. When Cen Mian turned around, Xue Liang was holding it The soup pot was chewing on the chicken with relish, and there was a dangerous light in the raised eyes: "Mianmian is not allowed to go, if I hadn't brought you back before, you would still be aggrieved to live with that KTV little prince now." between."
What Xue Liang was talking about was before Cen Mian moved into this room.At that time, Cen Mian dropped out of Shanhai University and had no dormitory, so he didn't dare to tell anyone.I rented a hardcover two-bedroom and two-living room from a real estate agency after paying three deposits, and my wallet was almost empty.The only requirement is to find a co-tenant to share the share.
However, Cen Mian turned out to be a broken figure, and the black heart intermediary found him a KTV little prince.At first, Cen Mian just thought that this human being was dressed naked, but after moving in, the KTV little prince took turns to bring his "boyfriend" back to sleep every night. If Xue Liang hadn't brought him back in the end, this silly dragon cub might have been sold Lost.
"Isn't there a baby room next to Xiao Mian's room? Anyway, you don't need it, Daxian, so you can just spare it for Xiao Mian to live in." Lu Li, who had a plan, picked up the meal he left for Lu Jun, obviously not Would love to waste time here.
Xue Liang's charming and picky face paused, looked at Cen Mian's worried eyes, swallowed the meat in his mouth with a grunt, and said, "It's not impossible, but it's been sealed for decades, so I can't do it tonight." Clear."
"It's okay, it's okay, isn't there a living room, four big sofas, I can pick whatever I want." Cen Mian waved his hands repeatedly, his big round eyes looked sincere.
Xue Liang didn't have any other plans, so the five of them arranged this for tonight.As soon as the matter was resolved, Lu Li Wenwen quickly brought food into Lu Jun's room.He Shaoyu picked out his favorite snacks and occupied the living room.Only Xue Liang finished the chicken soup, gave the pot to Cen Mian, and comforted him before going into the room to apply the mask.
See, that's it, every creature has its own story going on, and he, who exists in every life, is not in any of the stories.It's good to have him, but it's fine without him.
An An quietly wiped the table to reflect his own shadow, the smile on Cen Mian's face gradually faded, and the rare loneliness crept into his eyes, completely covered by the soft black hair, no one would notice .
Taking a deep breath, Cen Mian picked up the pile of sauce-stained pots and pans, tiptoed across the living room, and passed behind the sofa where He Shaoyu was sitting with his head down, not noticing that his figure fell on the On the screen, He Shaoyu who was watching TV had a panoramic view.
After putting a large pile of dishes in the sink, Cen Mian turned on the tap to turn on the water, and tiptoed to turn on the small TV next door. He still needs to watch the news during the season of reversing the case.
"Today's special guest, we have invited Mr. Jiang Lie to explain the recent abnormal incident to us! Mr. Jiang, please express your opinion." The cold electronic voice of the host seems to be tinged with human excitement.
Cen Mian, who had lowered his head and was carefully rubbing the bowls one by one, suddenly raised his head and stared at the small screen. Sure enough, a sinister, morbidly beautiful face appeared. He was wearing a high-definition suit. The lingering breath is about to spill out of the screen.
"About the recent abnormal events, you don't need to panic. Many people asked me about the riot in the Seven Corner this morning. Although I am not in S City and cannot experience it personally, but according to the feedback from the police station and Ling Hospital, I believe it is just a small fish and shrimp. I'm just messing around, I'll be at..."
Cen Mian was shocked by the sinister tone he revealed when he said the word "little fish and shrimp". Hearing the news that he would not come back so soon, he relaxed his tense nerves and smiled again. Crawl into the eyes.
"Looking at new thighs again?" He Shaoyu's voice rang out behind him coldly. Cen Mian was startled by Jiang Lie's creepy Cen Mian. Come on, what did the thigh ask just now?
No, no, no, why can't the thighs be distinguished from dislikes and likes?Cen Mian shook his head dully, and was about to say something when He Shaoyu impatiently handed back the porcelain bowl to him.
Cen Mian took the bowl and looked at the scar on his slender fingers that was rubbed away by the porcelain bowl. It was the wound on his thigh that gave him blood in the morning, and now it was oozing blood.
There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, Cen Mian looked at the back of He Shaoyu who turned and walked out of the kitchen, couldn't hold back his mouth, and asked in a low voice: "Thigh, is your hand okay? I might be able to bandage it for you..." Said As he spoke, Cen Mian recalled in his mind the various bandaging methods he had learned, the most pain-relieving, the fastest, the most suitable for recovery, the most hemostatic, etc., to ensure that he could really do it.
He Shaoyu agreed to Cen Mian's request in a rare way, sat lazily on the chair Cen Mian brought over and handed him his hand, staring at the eyes squatting on the ground to show him his hand but with cold eyes.
Cen Mian looked at the wound he cut without hesitation, and wondered if there was any rust on the ancient knife. After thinking for a long time, he stood up and plunged into the closet. After searching for a long time, he held a medicine box. return.
Seeing He Shaoyu's expression as if he was watching a play, Cen Mian tried his best to squeeze out a friendly smile, flipping through the medicine box and explaining to him: "It's been almost a day since I got hurt, so I'd better clean it up first, I have Brother Juan here from... ..." Cen Mian's timid voice stopped abruptly, because he saw that He Shaoyu's finger was bleeding from the wound that should have stopped bleeding, the blood gushed out, and a few drops fell on the snow-white carpet.
"What? Do you want to pick up the bottle and clean it up? You seem to think it's a waste." A deep but pleasant voice came to mind, and Cen Mian felt the magical effect of the blood on his forehead this morning.
... Is the thigh being hugged actively?But it hurts a bit.
Jiang Lie's threats just now still ring in my ears, the fear of overturning the case easily overcomes a little heartache, and the person in front of him also has an aura that seems to be able to upgrade by licking him.
Cen Mian showed a flattering smile, and her round eyes showed 100% sincerity: "First stop the bleeding, don't you want your thighs to live here? There will be a bright future."
He Shaoyu looked at the young man with innocent eyes and a flattering smile, very much like a person in his memory, his suffocatingly beautiful eyes were even colder.
The man snorted coldly, pulled back his bloody hand, and said in a vicious tone: "Tsk, I have the ability to hold my thigh like a coward. I live here, and it has nothing to do with being your thigh. Disclaimer in advance, I will not be like Jiang Lie."
After finishing speaking, the man walked out of the kitchen without looking back, only leaving Cen Mian with a determined back.
These words have nothing to do with whether he has a bad personality or not.He hates this kind of people the most, who are self-cultivated, who can obviously rely on their own strength to fight, but blindly smile to please, willing to be weak but not doing anything.People can't be like parasites, and no one should be begging for nothing and unwilling to stand up from the mud pit.
Cen Mian obviously could catch up to explain, but he knelt on the spot holding the medicine box and didn't say anything.
In his hand was still open the medicine that he had begged from the mountain god, the breath inside evaporated with the air, and the effect of the medicine soon passed, but Cen Mian clenched his lower lip, looked at the medicine bottle, lowered his head, limp Covered by black hair, he couldn't clearly see the emotion in his eyes. It took a long time before he heard him say in a very low voice: "Okay..."
His voice trembled, but he didn't cry.Except for the scene of being chased when his life is dying, he seems to seldom cry.He just took a deep breath of air, as if he could draw some strength from it, silently put the cold chair back, lay down on the ground and removed the blood-stained carpet, hugged the carpet and walked to the laundry room with his head down .
He Shaoyu is good, everyone else is good, they can hate whoever they want, but he is different, the weak have never had this right.At school, he was covered by the Witness Protection Program, which seemed to have many benefits.But at that time he understood that as a weak person, a smile is his best mask.Because humans often say "reach out and don't hit the smiling face".Even Jiang Lie would be merciful in the face of his flattering, flattering or bitter smiles, and the pain would be three points lighter.
Cen Mian looked at the white carpet in the washing machine that was pushed around by the water waves, as if he saw himself.Everyone released their emotions unscrupulously. No one would care why this little white dragon brazenly begged for cover. In order to survive, he always put himself very low.
After washing the carpet and returning to the living room, it was already pitch black.Cen Mian tried hard to suppress the goosebumps that crawled up his spine, looked at the lights behind the four doors, and told himself not to be afraid.
This cannot be blamed on him, perhaps because the spiritual sense is weak, the perception is naturally strong, he is particularly sensitive to the surrounding environment, even wearing a suppressor, he can still feel the monsters around him, and sometimes it seems to have entered their thoughts.Over the years, even with the suppressor on, he still couldn't fall asleep due to panic, let alone turning off the light to sleep. He was about to suffer from what humans call neurasthenia.
He turned on the phone, climbed onto his "Long Aotian" vest, and the red numbers popping out of it reminded him that so many people were paying attention to him.Cen Mian bolstered up his courage by the light of his mobile phone, and finally walked the distance from the entrance of the living room to the sofa. In less than a minute, Cen Mian felt as if a year had passed.
"Hey..." Feeling the familiar touch on the sofa, cold but soft, isn't that his quilt?
Cen Mian looked up at the warm yellow light from the door of his room, the embarrassment accumulated in his heart just now because of He Shaoyu was simply reduced.
Curled up in the soft pillow and quilt, Cen Mian read the little angels' comments one by one, this was the happiest time of his day.Looking at the comments of the number one archangel "Mrs. Dragon" who has not left since his first work - "I am not afraid of anything without a password on my mobile phone, except that the secretary will find you."
Cen Mian giggled under the quilt, feeling warm in his heart, looking at the light shining through the door of his room, searched He Shaoyu's name by accident, and when he realized it, he had already clicked on the V number to follow.
...What the hell?Cen Mian watched in disbelief, and wanted to cancel, but thought that the other party would still see it, and gave up again.Looking at He Shaoyu's Weibo, it looks like he has applied for it but never used it. It seems that it is still managed by the company. Cen Mian simply turned off his phone and decided not to go on Weibo for the next few days, not to see if there are any followers.
It was raining, neither heavy nor light, but there was no sign of stopping. In the sound of the rain that seemed to be ticking into eternity, Cen Mian sank into the pillow and fell asleep.
Serious monsters are not afraid of falling asleep, humans are even more so.It's just that it's the opposite when it comes to Cen Mian. It's scary to be awake and listen to the roars of monsters, but it's even more terrifying to fall asleep.
Because Cen Mian was dreaming again tonight, as usual.And his dreams often come true.
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"A person can't be like a parasite, and no one should be begging for nothing and unwilling to stand up from the mud pit." ——Wang Xiaobo "Love You Like Love Life"