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Chapter Seventeen
After the tears are dried, there are dry touches left, and the mood is much more relaxed.
Wei An really needed such a release.
Put a bathtub of hot water and soak yourself in it. The feeling of hot water wrapping your body is relaxing. Thinking carefully about what she did just now, Wei An felt guilty. Why did she get angry with Yu Fan? He did nothing wrong at all. Besides, from her point of view, it is normal for Yufan to dislike Jiang An, why should she
Why. It's hard to get overwhelmed.
I leaned down, let the hot water cover my head, held my breath for a while, and got out from the bottom of the water, feeling very transparent in an instant. It was really suppressed for too long, and even his own body began to protest, but Wei An actually didn't want this kind of toughness.
There was the sound of a key opening the door, and Wei An was startled. After thinking carefully, she had given Lu Yufan the house key, so she ignored it.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Wei An found that the light in the living room was turned off. In the darkness, Yu Fan could be vaguely seen sinking on the sofa, with his head raised, smelling of alcohol all over his body, a shadow of frustration shrouded him.
"Yu Fan." Wei An called him softly.
Suddenly remembered that he still had a fever yesterday and drank a lot of wine just now, so it is definitely not good to sleep here.
He took two steps forward, lowered his body and shook his shoulders, and his voice became much softer:
"Yufan, get up, don't sleep here, you'll catch a cold." The man trapped on the sofa was silent, and Wei An was terrified by that silence. never mind. Stretching out a hand to grab Yufan's arm, her legs dragged him up from the sofa forcefully, one arm wrapped around his waist, and helped him stagger towards the bedroom.
On the side of the bed, Wei An let go and pushed, and Yu Fan collapsed on the bed very obediently. Reflecting on the bedside lamp, Wei An could see the blush floating on Yu Fan's face, his deep-set eyes were tightly closed, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly like cicada's wings with his breath.
Get up and go to the bathroom to get a cold towel, sit on the edge of the bed and help him wipe his face, a faint breath hit Wei'an's hand, and the smell of alcohol came out. How much did he drink? Wei An rolled her eyes. After a while, the cold towel in his hand was steamed by his body temperature, and he got up to change another one, but he didn't want to be grabbed by the wrist by the person on the bed before he left the bed, and he could faintly hear his murmur:
"Don'tdon't go. Don't go."
Wei An was completely defeated. When did he become so clingy? Turning around and patting the back of his hand, comfortingly said:
"I'm not going, I'm not going." The other hand slowly released his hand.
When Wei An came back, Yu Fan had already changed to a more comfortable position and fell asleep, lying on his back against the side of the bed, quiet and deep.
There was a casual smile on the corner of her mouth, it was also the first time Wei An saw Yu Fan like this. Sitting back on the bed again, he looked at the wrinkled shirt on Yu Fan's body, hesitated for a moment, and helped him take it off. Unbuttoning the buttons one by one, Wei An felt a little embarrassed. Holding him up vigorously, she pulled the shirt off her arm. The touch of his wheat-colored skin rubbed against her fingers, and her breathing was a little messed up.
Forced to calmly wipe his body with a cold towel, Wei An conveniently pulled a quilt to cover him. Holding the shirt he had changed to get up, he was suddenly pulled into someone's arms.
Wei An looked at Yu Fan who surrounded her, her eyes were still closed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Is it a sweet dream.
"Let go of me." Wei An pretended to be angry. But the person in front of him didn't want to let go at all. have no choice. She tried hard to break free from his embrace, but she didn't want Yu Fan to turn over, so Wei An was hugged by his side. His breath was close at hand, his defenseless lips were pressed, slowly and gently, and the tip of his tongue carefully searched for her breath. Wei An's eyes widened in an instant, while Yu Fan in front of him still had his eyes closed, with an intoxicated look on his brows. But after a while, he let her go, turned around and fell asleep.
Wei An got up from the bed, glanced at Yu Fan beside her, and suddenly burst out laughing. What is this kid thinking.
Throwing Yufan's dirty clothes into the washing machine, poured a glass of boiled water and put it on Yufan's bedside, drunk people will be thirsty in the middle of the night, Wei An doesn't want him to get up in the middle of the night and crash anything.
Early the next morning, Wei An got up as usual, ready to go to work. Yu Fan came out of the bedroom holding his forehead, just as Wei An was about to open the door.
"Have a headache?" Wei An's gloat was so obvious at the corner of his mouth, "I see that you are fine and drink like an adult. I am a bit busy today, if you are in a hurry, move yourself first, and I will help you if you don't finish it at night." Chao Yufan waved his hand. I have already stepped out the door and turned back, "Drink more water, if you have heart palpitations, drink some yogurt, there is it in the refrigerator."
She pretended nothing happened.
Yu Fan was a little disappointed. Although this is the result he had thought of a long time ago.
The severe headache made Yufan unable to think, he could only sit on the sofa and stare at the door he just hit in a daze.
In fact, his drinking capacity is not that bad, it's just that he was emotional last night, so he didn't drink much and got a little over the top. He was always sober. From when Wei An asked him to sleep in the bedroom until he kissed Wei An. His mind has always been extremely sober, but it seems that only when he is drunk can he feel Wei An's tenderness towards him.
He likes Wei An. always like it. At this moment, he suddenly understood his emotions.
But Wei An has always regarded him as a boyfriend. He was very sad, but he couldn't show it. But when he knew that Wei An had been transferred back to Los Angeles, he could no longer pretend to be calm, because he understood very clearly. Jiang An is here. He was afraid that Wei An would return to Jiang An's side again.
wry smile.
Perhaps there are some things Wei An will never know.
Last night he woke up in the middle of the night and saw water on the bed. He was immediately overwhelmed by a strange emotion. Wei An was beside him, sleeping peacefully. But he was not qualified to hold her in his arms and let her rest on his chest. He tried so hard to let Wei An see his goodness, but Wei An still regarded him as a male best friend, so humble that he had no gender.
He remembered how Wei An's long hair felt in his hands last night, smooth and delicate. Just like Wei'an, she looks like a hedgehog and can't be approached on the surface, but her heart is so delicate and soft. He also remembered the feeling of that kiss yesterday, which was flat and without desire. He had never been able to possess anything, and he could only try to possess it after drinking.
Regarding Jiang An, why is such a beautiful Wei An here, but he has the heart to hurt her. But he is not even qualified to help her fight against injustice. How much he wanted to rush over and beat Jiang An hard, but he could also fully imagine Wei An's expression, it must be as painful as yesterday.
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