079.

When going down the mountain, Ji Huan's legs trembled slightly and were somewhat soft. He put most of his body on Feng Chi, and for a moment he couldn't figure out-why Feng Chi is so powerful, they can't go straight on. Instead, he walked down step by step like an ordinary person.

He is really a bit tired.

Ji Huan took Feng Chi's hand and his voice was soft, "Can't we just fly down? I'm so tired."

"I'll carry you down." Throwing this away, Feng Chi did not ask Ji Huan's permission, and immediately threw the thin-armed and thin-legged person on his back, and said down while walking down the mountain.

The sun is at its peak, hanging high above the sky. Ji Huan hooked the man's neck with one hand and opened it with one hand, the light shed through the five fingers and slab. Ji Huan rubbed Feng Chi's neck with his face and whispered: "Boy, come on, eat more down the mountain."

"Then kiss me."

Ji Huan obediently printed a kiss on Feng Chi's face. Softly sticking to his face, Feng Chi narrowed his narrow eyes and smiled in a low voice.

His little boyfriend is so cute and cute.

Although Feng Chi walked slowly, the man strode big, and it didn't take much time to go down the mountain. While staying at the foot of the mountain, Ji Huan and Feng Chi met several familiar faces, including a couple who complained softly before. The boy ’s gaze wandered around Feng Chi, and he immediately gathered close to his girlfriend and whispered, “You see that they came down so fast, and they certainly did n’t go up. The man did n’t even have messy hair, so I guess he went up. A little way. "

The girlfriend pushed away the boy's head with disgust, and had no time to speak in the future. The staff at the foot of the mountain smiled and asked how Fei Chi and Ji Huan felt about this journey. Ji Huan slipped off the man's back and subconsciously touched his leg. "It's okay, it's just a little soft legs. The hilltop scenery is very good. It's not a loss to take a trip."

The staff smirked, "Your boyfriend's legs should be soft."

After all, it took a long way to carry an adult.

The staff's ridicule was not concealed, and with some jokes, Ji Huan immediately blushed. He squeezed his ears and turned his head to look at Feng Chi who was standing on one side. His eyes were interlaced, and Feng Chi smiled.

"Oh--"

The girl ’s slender fingers grabbed the boyfriend ’s ear and stomped on the other person ’s instep with annoyance, “Have you heard ?! You ’re so embarrassed to say that others have n’t gone up. People ’s ideological consciousness is much higher than yours!”

"My ancestors are wrong. I'm really wrong. I will go to the gym tomorrow, so I can go back to the mountain after a month!"

The conversation at the foot of the mountain was intertwined with laughter, which was not lively. The wind blew his cheeks, Ji Huan narrowed his eyes, a little sleepy and a little hungry. He covered his empty stomach and sealed it and opened his arms late. The man raised his eyebrows and asked him humbly when he carried him: "I worked so hard today, is there a reward?"

Ji Huan put his lips to his ears, "I can do whatever I want tonight."

As soon as the voice fell, Ji Huan noticed that the hand holding his leg was tight, and quickly released his strength. The man's gaze fell on the stone road in front of him, and small round stones were embedded together, and the footsteps were a bit unstable. Feng Chi raised the person on his back up, his voice extremely low, "Okay."

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the hill in the distance blocked the setting sun, leaving only a glorious afterglow on the horizon. Ji Huan sat in the passenger seat and tilted his head. The man was close at hand, and sunset glow fell on his face through the car window, printing the fine fluff on Feng Chi's face clearly. It seemed to notice that someone's eyes were staring straight at him, Feng Chi turned his head slightly, showing his handsome face.

"what happened?"

"Look at how beautiful you look."

"Then you can watch it for a while."

It's more than six o'clock to return to the villa, and the ingredients from the supermarket are placed in the security room. Feng Chi took it handily, went home and took off his coat and started cooking. Ji Huan had a good rest in the afternoon, and now he is full of energy. He followed Feng Chi from time to time to help wash vegetables and pots, and the whole person showed a sticky vigor.

Even when Feng Chi was cooking, Ji Huan grabbed the man's clothes and ran his head forward. After several rounds, he was hugged and thrown on the sofa in the living room. Put the remote control and mobile phone and the newly purchased game console into Ji Huan's arms, and then put a kiss on the forehead of the teenager who looked up at him.

Ji Huan immediately raised his eyebrows, even his face was wrinkled, "Are you disgusting me?"

Feng Chi looked faintly, "No."

"Then why don't you let me follow you? I don't make trouble, you see that I am very serious about washing vegetables."

"I will be distracted."

The light and fluffy four words seem to have fallen on the calm lake, and suddenly Ji Huan turned his head to push open the face of Feng Chi. "Then go quickly, the world eats the most, and cooking can't be distracting."

Feng Chi: "..."

"So, I can't compare to a meal in your heart?" Feng Chi glanced at the direction of the kitchen, pressing the face of Ji Huan's shoulders on the sofa without expression, pushing one knee against the edge of the sofa. Looking down on him condescendingly, "Give you a chance to explain to me well."

It was unclear because Feng Chi did not give him this opportunity.

At 8:40 in the evening, Ji Huan was sitting at the dining table, his hands holding the chopsticks trembling slightly, and for a while, he slammed the chopsticks suddenly and turned to the kitchen. A minute later, came out with a spoon. Holding the bowl and moving it to the side, he noticed that Feng Chi's eyes came, and he glared fiercely at him, grinning his head.

Feng Chi, this dog man, don't want to eat tonight.

Ji Huan was so fast for the first time that he moved all the dishes in front of himself, leaving no room for Feng Chi. Feng Chi was not angry, watching with his chin lazily with one hand, doing small movements, and with a taste of leisurely elegance, "eat slowly, don't choke."

Ji Huan almost didn't come up in a breath.

Ten minutes later, he suffocated and pushed the vegetable bowl to Feng Chi. The milk was fierce: "Give me something."

Even though Feng Chi didn't feel empathy, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Can't you eat?"

"It's not enough to save you." Ji Huan rolled his eyes at the rice.

Late at night, Ji Huan lay in Feng Chi's arms and sent a message to Shi Ying. Shi Ying is very interested in his appointment with Feng Chi, for fear they will overplay and forget that tomorrow is the Monday to work. Ji Huan's seriousness really shows that he is definitely not the kind of negligent person. Of course, Feng Chi is not necessary.

Seeing this, Shi Ying repeatedly sighed: I really envy, I also want to go out to play, instead of arguing with a King Kong rabbit at home for two days, I am tired.

The white fluffy bunny appeared in Ji Huan's head. When he thought about the grin of the other party's teeth, he could not help shrinking from Feng Chi's arms, and threw his mobile phone and tweeted at Feng Chi.

It's still good to have a bad temper.

Feng Chi: "?"

"I don't want to sleep again today?" Feng Chihui looked at him.

Ji Huan's slender spine rested against his chest, and from his perspective he could see the long eyelashes of a young raven feather. Feng Chi had some itchy hands, raised his hand and gently pinched Ji Huan's eyelashes, and when Ji Huan moved, his eyelids stretched.

Ji Huan: "... What do you mean?"

Feng Chigan coughed, listening to the not-so-soft voice, and quietly lowered his hand.

Wan Laiju calmed down, and the occasional bugs that sounded outside the window were particularly clear. Ji Huan looked up, the night was quiet, and the street lights were bright. Suddenly he remembered the scene at the top of the mountain this morning. Gently pulling Feng Chi's pajamas, he spoke softly with his eyes closed: "Let's talk?"

"what you want to say?"

"Tell you a story, OK?"

The beginning of the story is very plain, and Feng Chi cannot hear anything special, until a novel begins to appear in Ji Huan's narration.

"I like the villain in the book the most. His name is ... Feng Chi."

The following story came out of Ji Huan's mouth, his voice trembling with a trace. Feng Chi leaned on the head of the bed and stared at the man in his arms. Ji Huan didn't even dare to raise his head and glance at the man hugging him.

"Later, when I woke up, I found myself a mirror."

Ji Huan held Feng Chi's hand, his hands were bigger than him, his five fingers were slender, and he could easily wrap all his hands. He clearly remembered every hand that wiped his tears with this hand, touched his cheek, and bent his leg.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and the insects outside the window gradually weakened. For a time, it seemed that the whole world was in silence. Ji Huan's heart was beating very fast, and it seemed to be about to break through his chest. The man with his arms around him did not speak for a long time. He could only hear the other person's shallow breathing faintly.

I don't know how long it took before Ji Huan heard Feng Chi open his mouth, "Do you still want to tell me anything?"

Ji Huan responded vaguely, but never spoke. Feng Chi did not urge him. About five minutes later, Feng Chi saw the figure in his arms only strayed into the wolf pack, and carefully raised his head to reveal a pair of eyes that did not know when to start redness. Ji Huan gently took his hand, bit his lip, and whispered: "You said you will never leave me."

From the moment of confession, the atmosphere of extreme depression suddenly changed at this moment. As if the spring grass had broken through the frozen field, the trembling towers exposed the delicate buds, and even the surrounding air was dyed sweet and cozy.

Feng Chi lifted his chin and pressed his finger to his lips. "Don't bite, it will hurt when you break."

Ji Huan loosened his mouth obediently, but the tension in his eyes could not be removed. Feng Chi rubbed his furry head and repeated what he said many times: "Well, I will never leave you."

At the moment when he heard certain facts, Feng Chi finally knew where Ji Huan's suffering came and went.

He thought that he probably could understand Ji Huan's mood and why Ji Huan was always reluctant to disclose the facts.

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" He asked in a low voice.

Ji Huan clasped his hands tightly.

Yes, and there are many.

For example, do you think I am strange? Are you sad because you are just a character in the book? I told you so abruptly, will you be unacceptable? Will you still die under Mr. Zheng, and many, many more.

But when it came to his mouth, he was suddenly blocked by something, and he couldn't even say a word.

Ji Huan finally shook his head.

Feng Chi saw the struggles in his eyes and touched his face with his big hand, squeezing gently, "If you don't want to say anything, then listen to me? I only want one of your answers."

"Why, what?" Ji Huan asked nervously.

"Are you real?" Feng Chi asked him in a low voice, "Is it real in my world, or is it a dream I have."

"Of course it is true. I don't believe you touched me, it was hot." Ji Huan took his hand and rubbed it on his face twice, and immediately opened his eyes close to him, carefully asked: Right? "

Without waiting for someone to answer, he squeezed his face hard again. As soon as he started, his white face suddenly turned red, and he started with a heavy hand, so that he hurt his teeth and grin. "It hurts."

Feng Chi covered his eyes, kissed his side face, and finally fell a little smile when he leaned down, "As long as you are true, no matter whether the world is fictitious or real, and I There is no difference between words. Ji Huan, I only care about you. "