Chapter 4 Chapter 4

The neon lights at night refracted through the glass, casting a changing veil on Shen Zhi's face. Feng Ran looked at him and said, "What do you think?"

"To you, I am about the same as that person just now."

"How could that be?" Seeing Shen Zhi's disappointment, he couldn't help but defend himself, "Of course you are different, different from anyone else." "

But you need many people like me."

"I..."

Before Feng Ran could finish his consolation and explanation, a string of liquid quickly slid down Shen Zhi's fair cheek.

What's going on? He panicked.

It's over. It seems that he really messed up this time.

"Chen Zhi, don't be like this. I just thought you didn't like me, so I wanted to part ways in peace. It's all my fault. I thought too simply. Don't be sad..."

"Don't cry. I can't stand seeing people cry. I'll agree to whatever you want..."

"Chen Zhi, Chen Zhi, I really like you. I'm serious. Please be good. I beg you, okay..." "

..."

Chen Zhi repeated the nice words over and over again, but he remained silent. He stopped the car, wiped his cheek with his sleeve, and after a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

"My fault, my fault."

"I think I may have caused you trouble. I'm sorry. Anyway, thank you for cooking porridge for me and caring about me. I was really happy that night." Shen Zhi said slowly, "The last time I ate such delicious porridge and was taken care of so carefully was when my mother was still alive. But in the end, she abandoned me without saying a word..."

He lowered his head, as if he couldn't bear to say anything more.

Feng Ran had never seen such a scene before. His heart was twisted into a knot and he regretted it.

"Chen Zhi, I really, really don't know. I just got excited and thought you... Oh, it's my fault anyway. I'll make it up to you, okay? Whenever you want to eat porridge in the future, I'll make it for you, okay?" "

This is too much trouble for you, it's not appropriate."

Feng Ran unbuckled his seat belt and leaned over to hug Chen Zhi. The moment they got close, he clearly felt that Chen Zhi's body stiffened. But he just hugged him tighter and whispered to comfort him: "It's not a big deal, and there's nothing inappropriate. I like you, I volunteered."

Chen Zhi said: "How many people have you told me that you like me?" Feng

Ran stroked his hair with his fingers and said: "No matter how many people I have told you, you will always be the only one in my heart, unprecedented and unparalleled. Chen Zhi, you are jealous. But there is no need."

"No, with our relationship, I still..."

"What do you think our relationship is?" Feng Ran said suddenly.

"We've only known each other for a week."

"No."

Under Shen Zhi's gaze, Feng Ran could no longer remain calm. He took his hand, put his lips on his fingertips, and said,

"Let me be your boyfriend, Shen Zhi."

After he finished speaking, the kiss continued, from the fingertips, the knuckles, all the way to the palm of his hand.

His lips were soft and warm, and he spoke with his breath. The gas condensed into tiny mist, attached to the skin, like some kind of brand. While making such a gesture of surrender, his eyes stared at Shen Zhi without blinking, with an aggressive look of conquering the city.

This gaze seemed to have given birth to countless tentacles, reaching into his eyeballs and pressing his soul to death. The disguise covering the skin was peeled off layer by layer until he was naked, allowing all the subtle reactions to be seen. Shen Zhi's heart was beating wildly, his throat was tight, and a numbing electric current spread from the palm of his hand to his whole body.

He felt a panic that he had seen through everything.

But when he thought about who these lips had just kissed, a slight desire to retch rose from the depths of his throat.

He bent his fingers, pulled them away from Feng Ran's lips, and turned his head quickly. He didn't avoid the burning gaze as he wished, and it brushed across his cheek, igniting a wave of heat.

His ears felt hot belatedly.

"Promise me, Chen Zhi."

He heard this somewhat hoarse plea, and then heard his own voice coming from a long distance.

"Yeah."

The relationship was just hastily and impulsively confirmed.

Feng Ran didn't think too much about it. It seemed that only at that moment, he needed to say that sentence and confirm such a relationship to prove something.

Being Chen Zhi's boyfriend, he was happy, but not ecstatic. At most, when Ren He called him a beast on the phone, he laughed while smoking and felt very happy, as if he was really a beast.

At that time, they had just done it for the second time.

Chen Zhi said he had something to do, and he was reluctant to leave for a while, and then left. He was alone in the small rental house, and according to Chen Zhi's request, he deleted the beautiful men who had just been added to the address book, whose names were still hot.

Feng Ran deleted them one by one, quickly, without hesitation.

Chen Zhi is good, he deserves it.

Ren He sighed, "I think Chen Zhi has lost his mind, he doesn't even look at what he confessed to."

Feng Ran was in a good mood and didn't care.

"It doesn't matter what it is," he said, "It's most important that it's good for him."

Ren He had seen how quickly his enthusiasm faded, and he remembered it. But he was not worried, because Shen Zhi was different from everyone in the past.

"It doesn't matter how he treats me..." Chen Zhi's hair was wet, and water droplets left streaks on his face and naked upper body. He looked down at his hands, "As long as the relationship can be maintained, it's enough."

"Then why do you care if he goes to bars or nightclubs?"

Shen Zhi's eyes flashed with a hint of sinisterness. This was exactly what he hated most about Feng Ran: he had no moral integrity and bottom line, like an animal in heat, unable to control his lower body.

"Would you share your masturbation cup with others?"

The other party laughed: "I don't use that thing. So what's the reason why you stayed at my place to take a three-hour shower after having contact with him? Do you dislike your masturbation cup boyfriend so much?" Shen

Zhi turned his head away: "I didn't know you were here. Besides, he's not my boyfriend."

"Why don't you take a shower at his place?"

"I have mysophobia."

The other party smiled indifferently: "We've already done it, so taking a shower is what's the big deal?"

Shen Zhi was stung by that smile. He suppressed the inexplicable shame in his heart and said, "Shen Yuan, what do you mean by that? You know very well why I sacrificed so much?" "

I know, I just said it casually, just to tease you. I'm sorry, brother." Shen Yuan straightened his face, sat up straight, looked him up and down, "I say, men with men...how does it feel? I saw him at the door of the bar that day, and he seemed to have a very good figure." Shen

Zhi didn't say much, and it was easy to guess what Shen Yuan was thinking.

Shen Yuan said, "How long do you plan to talk to him?"

"I don't know."

"Are you not afraid of being inseparable and getting into trouble?"

"How is that possible?"

"Can you lend it to me after we're done?"

Shen Zhi couldn't stand it any longer, threw his coat on and picked up his handbag. The ends of his hair were still dripping, scratching his cold and hard face.

"Are you leaving now?" Shen Yuan kicked his legs and leaned on the sofa, "Brother, are you angry? Didn't you take it lightly? Why are

you so possessive?" "Your priority is to get into college." Shen Zhi said, "If I find you fooling around near the bar again, I will persuade my aunt to take back your house."

Shen Yuan's wailing came from behind.

Shen Zhi was sitting in the car, and Feng Ran sent some messages to show his clean address book and ask for praise.

Shen Zhi didn't know what to reply, and looked at the note Feng Ran gave him, calling him Xiao Zhi.

Xiao Zhi. So rustic.

His index finger touched these two words, as if touching Feng Ran's fingertips through the screen.

For many years, no one called him that.

He had never been in love. Before meeting Feng Ran, he never thought that his first love would happen like this, and the other party was such a man.

Even though everything was under his control, it was still hard to accept.

That's right, such a relationship, a relationship that started with ulterior motives and ended in a hopeless state, doesn't count.

Chen Zhi put his phone aside, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Feng Ran was curled up on the sofa eating bayberries. Chen Zhi opened the door and came in. He opened his black and purple mouth and said, "Chen Zhi, why don't you reply to the message?"

The TV volume was turned up to the maximum, and the children in the horror movie screamed at the top of their lungs. Chen Zhi only saw his mouth opening and closing, but couldn't hear the sound clearly: "What?"

The remote control was hanging in the air at the end of the sofa, precariously. Feng Ran stretched out his foot to reach it, and kicked it to the ground. Chen Zhi picked it up and pressed pause, and the room finally became quiet.

He put the remote control on the coffee table and sighed, "You're so lazy."

His tone was unspeakably gentle. Feng Ran smiled and said, "Isn't it you who are here?"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Feng Ran pointed at the bowl on the table, "Do you want to eat bayberry?"

"It's time to eat."

Feng Ran was too lazy to cook, and didn't want to go out: "Who said bayberry can't be eaten as a meal?"

"I'll take you out to eat."

"I'm not feeling well."

"What?"

Feng Ran swung his waist and raised his eyebrows: "You ask me?"

"...I'll do it."

It was just what he wanted. Feng Ran chuckled: "Thank you for your hard work. There are vegetables in the refrigerator, rice and flour in the cupboard, not many ingredients, but seasonings and tools are very complete. The landlord bought them, I took a look, they are all new." Shen

Zhi didn't know that he was being tricked by Xiao Xiao. He just thought that they had been tossing around for so long, Feng Ran was uncomfortable, so he didn't have to go out. Stepping into the kitchen, he was not mentally prepared. He knew it was narrow, but he was still shocked. It was such a small area that he even had trouble turning around.

The refrigerator was old and yellow, embedded in the cabinet, and it was difficult to open and close. Feng Ran leaned against the kitchen door and watched him busy: "You have to lift it to close it." Shen Zhi

followed suit and bent down to check whether it was closed. He saw the hidden cigarette butts in the trash can and his nose suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Are you smoking again?"

"Ah, a little bit."

"Two, three, four... six."

"Six? Six quiet ones." Feng Ran hooked the trash can back with his foot, "This is from yesterday." Shen

Zhi looked at him reproachfully.

"Okay, I was wrong," Feng Ran touched his nose uncomfortably, "I'm quitting. It's a little difficult at the beginning."

He promised Shen Zhi to quit smoking in bed, but soon forgot about it afterwards. When he remembered, the house was already filled with smoke. He opened the window for ventilation for a while before Shen Zhi came.

I thought I could hide it.

Shen Zhi didn't say anything else and turned to deal with the ingredients.

Feng Ran stood behind him and traced this body with his eyes. Chen Zhi was born straight. Today he was wearing a sports suit. His back had strong lines that extended smoothly and disappeared at the waist. As he moved with limited range of motion, his round buttocks were stretched tight against his sports pants without a single wrinkle.

So damn perky. I don't know if it was because he had abstinence for too long. When he thought of that waist, that buttocks, and how strong his penis was, even if his skills were so poor that he would never have been able to endure it in the past, he was still thirsty at this moment, imagining what a beautiful scene it would be to strip him naked and put on only an apron.

"Chen Zhi."

Chen Zhi didn't turn around: "What's wrong?"

"Tonight, try it from below."

Chen Zhi confirmed that he had heard correctly, and the sound of the knife falling on the chopping board stopped immediately.

"What?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely not hurt you."

Chen Zhi's heart was in turmoil.

"Try it." Feng Ran said, "You may like it more..."

"No."

So stubborn.

This kind of thing cannot be forced, Feng Ran endured it and did not continue to persuade. However, in the next few hours, Chen Zhi seemed to be lost in some kind of thought. He began to be silent from time to time, and he could only hear it after calling him several times.

Feng Ran guessed that his words had brought some pressure to him, and he couldn't help but regret it.

They blended cleanly that night, and Feng Ran was almost used to this discomfort. He patiently found fun in it. Suddenly, Chen Zhi spoke, his voice was very soft.

"What's wrong with you? Are you not feeling well?"

It was the first time that Shen Zhi spoke at this time. Before, not only did he not say anything himself, he also did not allow Feng Ran to say anything. When Feng Ran said something nonsense, he would cover his mouth with a red face.

Feng Ran was surprised for a moment, and wanted to say something, but his throat was hoarse and no sound came out. He licked his lips, stopped talking, and squinted at Chen Zhi.

Shen Zhi reached out to brush the hair on his forehead, and he stretched out a finger and touched his lips.

Shen Zhi did not move, and Feng Ran pressed the back of his head lightly, and kissed him lightly.

It's good to be like this now.

It's nothing to be more patient.