Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Getting

Along Although this is the first time for Chen Zhi to fall in love, he is already a very good boyfriend.

He is extremely attentive, always concerned about Feng Ran's emotions and thoughts, and always discusses everything with him. Knowing that it is not easy for Feng Ran to quit smoking, he even wronged himself and agreed that he could proceed step by step, reducing his smoking gradually every week.

After a period of time, Chen Zhi got a better understanding of his habits. Feng Ran enjoyed the thoughtful service and lived a fairy-like life: at noon every day, he would receive a call from Chen Zhi on time, get up slowly, go out for a meal together, and play games in the afternoon back to the rental house. When it was time for dinner, Shen Zhi would come over after work and cook dinner together. Whether they had sex at night depended on their status, but Shen Zhi never stayed overnight at his place.

In the past 26 years, Feng Ran had never lived so little socially, let alone so comfortably.

He was extremely happy to meet someone who was so thoughtful in everything and took the trouble to treat him well.

But, occasionally, there were times when things didn't go as planned.

Feng Ran loves to be in a crowd. Chen Zhi accompanies him to the bar. There are too many people, and he disappears when he turns his head. Feng Ran looks around for him. The next second, Chen Zhi appears beside him, looking unhappy.

"You are here." Feng Ran pulls his hand.

"Who are you looking at?"

"Looking for you."

Chen Zhi obviously doesn't believe it: "What do you want to do? I'm still here."

Feng Ran realizes that he has misunderstood. He usually disdains to explain, but Chen Zhi's jealous look is cute and distressing.

He patiently said: "There are too many people. I didn't hold you just now, and I couldn't find you at once."

Shen Zhi, who has always been reasonable, didn't pay this time.

"At this time, in this kind of place, how can there be few people."

The music suddenly got louder, and Feng Ran didn't hear a word. He agreed casually, turned his head and saw a familiar person again. The two sides greeted each other, and his heart instantly floated to the wine table. Turning to look at Shen Zhi, his eyes were sparkling and full of expectation.

Shen Zhi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and nodded.

He leaned over and kissed Shen Zhi's cheek, saying that he would be fine soon.

At the beginning, he looked at Chen Zhi every few seconds. People around him started joking. Afraid that Chen Zhi would feel uncomfortable, Feng Ran had to restrain himself.

But not long after, he looked over again and found that the familiar position was empty.

He felt a little flustered, pushed away the wine glass handed to him, and left with an excuse. He

quickly squeezed out of the crowd, ran a few steps, and finally saw the back in the parking lot.

He shouted, and Chen Zhi turned around.

"Why didn't you tell me when you left? You scared me." He ran over in a hurry.

"Sorry to bother you."

"How can it be a bother? You are the most important. If you want to go back, I can leave at any time." Chen

Zhi said, "Get in the car."

No matter what Feng Ran said, Chen Zhi was always reluctant to speak, and at most he said "um", as if everything he explained had nothing to do with him.

Feng Ran felt a little aggrieved. He didn't drink much, and nothing happened, which gave Chen Zhi enough sense of security.

He thought he did a good job and apologized against his will. Chen Zhi kept silent, which really hurt him.

So he shut up too. The two were silent all the way.

Feng Ran learned a lesson from Chen Zhi's patience in cold wars. Chen Zhi drove the car home directly, got out of the car, and opened the door on his own. If Feng Ran had been a step slower, he would have been locked out.

Feng Ran stood at the entrance, looking at his cold back, and said, "Chen Zhi, what did I do wrong?"

"What?"

"What did I do wrong to deserve this?"

"You think too much."

Chen Zhi changed into pajamas, threw the dirty clothes into the washing machine, went to the kitchen to heat a cup of milk, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and turned on the TV.

Feng Ran's voice was pale and powerless amid the lively movie music.

"Are you going to take a break? Should I go home or stay?"

"It's up to you."

"..."

The depression in his heart expanded infinitely with every move and word of Chen Zhi. His whole body was swollen and his nerves were aching: "Today is the first time I've been to the bar in a while. You've been by my side. I think everything I do is fine. What about you? What does your attitude mean? Do you want to break up?" Shen

Zhi was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect him to be so serious: "No, I don't want to break up."

Feng Ran took a deep breath and turned around: "I'm leaving."

He quickly put on his shoes and walked out of the gate and the courtyard. After walking a dozen steps, he heard a shout from behind.

Shen Zhi caught up.

Feng Ran stood there, with his head down, his toes grinding the fine stones on the roadside.

Shen Zhi changed his clothes in a hurry, revealing a mess from head to toe. When he came to him, he didn't say a word, and his breath was a little anxious.

"Why, what's the matter?" Feng Ran said.

"It's too late, I'll take you home."

Feng Ran felt bored and pulled the corner of his mouth: "I'm not a child, I can't get lost."

Chen Zhi silently walked with him for a while, and suddenly said: "I don't want to break up."

"What are you talking about? It's inexplicable."

"Do you want to break up?"

"I," Feng Ran paused, "No."

"You hesitated."

Feng Ran was not in the mood to coax people, but based on the morality of love, he still said: "No."

Chen Zhi said calmly: "You have your concerns, I have too, we are equal, so I should have the right to be unhappy."

"So you ignore me?"

"I... didn't mean to." He softened his tone, "I think, can you reduce the frequency of going to the bar?"

"But I didn't do anything, and I didn't plan to do anything. You were also next to me and saw it clearly."

The negotiations reached a deadlock.

On this night of silent and hasty separation, Feng Ran was unlucky. At first, he couldn't get a taxi. Later, the brakes of the public bicycle he was riding failed, and he fell over when turning at high speed. He pushed his broken car on the unfamiliar streets until two in the morning, and went back exhausted. His intuition told him that this relationship might be coming to an end.

For the next three days, they almost lost contact.

In the rental house full of memories of Chen Zhi, Feng Ran was so bored that he felt uneasy. On the fourth day, he booked a flight to his sister's university city. He repeatedly refreshed the chat interface of Chen Zhi, but it was still empty until the moment before departure.

Feng Qing was very surprised to see him. He was vague and only said that he would stay in Jiang City for a while.

The house he rented in Jiang City was still within the contract period, so there was no need to pay a huge penalty for Chen Zhi.

His sister said: "Then if you have anything, you can tell Brother Shen Zhi, so that you can take care of him."

But he took care of him? He took care of him in bed.

Feng Ran perfunctorily: "I don't know him well."

"First time is unfamiliar second time."

At this time, Feng Ran's mobile phone rang. It was the special ringtone he set for Chen Zhi.

Before she could put it away, the younger sister glanced over and saw the words "Xiao Zhi" on the phone.

He muted the phone and put it back in his pocket, his eyes darting around: "Do you want a tablet? I see many people in your school have one."

"You guys, is this called unfamiliar?"

"It's another friend, his name also has this word."

"Your friend and Brother Shen Zhi not only have the same name, but also the same profile picture?"

"Yeah, almost."

"Whatever," the younger sister spread her hands indifferently, "You just said I was in need of a tablet, right?"

The younger sister held the latest electronic product, waved goodbye happily, and walked away. Feng Ran stood at the school gate and called Shen Zhi back.

"Where have you been." The voice on the other end was calm as usual.

"What do you want?" "Can't

find you. "

"Looking for me?"

"Yeah, looking for you."

"What for?"

"Asking where you went."

Feng Ran simply shut up out of anger after tossing a question back and forth indifferently.

He didn't answer for a long time, and Shen Zhi said, "I'm on my way to your place by car."

"Don't bother, I'm not home."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

Feng Ran's anger was mostly gone, but he still said, "Who told you to go without permission? Put down the keys and leave."

"Feng Ran, I miss you a little."

The lonely, sigh-like soft voice had the power to bewitch people. Feng Ran's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his heart and the hand holding the phone clenched together: "What are you thinking about."

"I miss you. I also wonder if I'm too harsh. But I still miss you at most, and I dreamed about you at night."

"...Wait for me at home." He stretched out his hand to stop a taxi.

Three hours later, he appeared at the door of his house, looking at Shen Zhi squatting on the ground and sleeping, a little surprised.

"Why are you hiding at the door? You didn't bring your key?"

Chen Zhi propped up the door and slowly stood up, his eyes seemed to say, "You didn't let me go in without permission."

Feng Ran knew that he had been tricked, but he couldn't stop feeling distressed. He invited him into his home, and he was busy cooking and massaging until late at night. When Chen Zhi fell asleep, he lay exhausted on the bed, unable to sleep, as if his soul had been drained.

It was obviously Chen Zhi who provoked him, so why did he go to so much trouble?

Chen Zhi left early the next morning. Feng Ran didn't sleep well. He woke up when someone moved beside him. He got up and was held down.

"It's only six o'clock, take a rest."

He said subconsciously in his sleepiness, "It's only six o'clock, why are you leaving?"

Shen Zhi said something and stroked Feng Ran's hair. His movements were gentle and his rhythm was soothing. He closed his eyes comfortably. Soon, he could feel his even breathing. Shen Zhi felt relieved and left carefully.

Every time Shen Zhi went back from here, he would try his best to clean up. Feng Ran didn't know about it, but after so many times, he couldn't help but feel suspicious, because after he left, he often didn't reply to messages for a long time. When asked several times what he was going to do after leaving, Chen Zhi was always vague.

Feng Ran was running in the gym when he received a call from Ren He. During the chat, he mentioned this matter. Ren He never took his side, but this time he thought he was worrying too much and told him to stop thinking about love and find something to do.

Feng Ran followed the advice and followed the original plan. He repaired cars during the day and played with people or sang at night. When Chen Zhi was not around, he checked on him every hour. After a few days, even the young apprentices who repaired cars knew that he had a person who was very strict with him.

He was so annoyed that he lost his temper, but he couldn't get angry. He picked a good day and went to the mahjong hall to play mahjong for an afternoon.

The environment there was noisy. Shen Zhi sent him a message, but he didn't notice it. Time passed quickly amid the shouting. When the table of people dispersed, the sun had already set.

Feng Ran turned on his phone and there were several messages and missed calls, all from Shen Zhi.

He called back, but the other party didn't answer.

After venting for an entire afternoon, his emotions had long since dissipated. He became uneasy and went home quickly without eating. When he opened the door, Shen Zhi was there. He curled up on the narrow and tattered sofa. His exquisite suit and the bleached sofa were out of place. His two long legs had nowhere to put and were hanging in the air. He looked pitiful, like a child who had no place to sleep.

The curtains were not drawn, and the orange light from the street lamps fell on him. Feng Ran gently knocked the key on the table, and he opened his eyes.

"You're back." He sat up, his voice hoarse.

"Well, have you eaten?" Shen

Zhi shook his head.

"I'll cook porridge for you."

Shen Zhi shook his head again: "Don't bother, I'm leaving."

"Very soon, wait for me, what else can I eat outside at this time?"

"Why are you suddenly considering whether I can eat at this time? What were you busy with before?" Shen Zhi's tone became sharp.

"I told you, we were playing mahjong."

"Played for six hours?"

Feng Ran knew he was in the wrong, so he lowered his voice: "You control me too much... But it was indeed my fault today. I only planned to play for three hours, but I didn't expect time to pass so quickly. Sorry, baby, I will pay attention to the time next time." Shen Zhi

's eyes stayed on him for a while, and then left. Feng Ran has always been eloquent, and now he stood aside awkwardly.

After thinking for a long time, he added dryly: "The curtains in the mahjong hall were always drawn, and the watch was broken. I don't know when it suddenly got dark outside, and I didn't even go to the toilet in the middle."

How should he say that Shen Zhi was too restrictive to him, and he was really uncomfortable? Shen Zhi often thought about him, and he was very warm-hearted. In the past relationships, he was completely free, and those men only wanted him not to have sex with others. Now he has broken many bottom lines for Shen Zhi, but if he said this, Shen Zhi would definitely be sad.

He doesn't like being controlled, but he doesn't want to make Shen Zhi unhappy.

Feng Ran was immersed in these thoughts, and Chen Zhi spoke:

"If you are not ready for a relationship, you shouldn't have confessed to me. You now have the power to take it back. I can pretend that nothing happened... Right now, do you want to reconsider our relationship?"