This was the first time Jiang Cheng saw Gu Fei crying.

Hearing his crying, feeling the slight trembling of his body, the warmth of his chest was Gu Fei's tears.

Jiang Cheng always felt that he was a pretty strong person. Every time he came here, he would make him sigh and cry again. Why did you cry again?

He always felt that Gu Fei was stronger than himself, or in other words, Gu Fei was less concerned than him and more "indifferent" than him. He had never subconsciously linked Gu Fei to tears.

But now, this person who he felt strong and a little indifferent, was a little bully in the steel mill. No one in the school dared to mess with the boss who would take good-looking photos, put candies in his pocket, act cute and cute, and say Brother Cheng, the little rabbit who was wrong was buried in his chest obediently.

cry.

The crying gradually changed from a low voice to an venting roar with grievance.

Jiang Cheng had never seen Gu Fei like this, nor had he imagined Gu Fei like this. Now he just felt that his mind was in chaos, and he didn't know how to comfort him, nor did he want to comfort him.

Such Gu Fei should not need comfort. No matter how clever the comfort is, it will be useless to Gu Fei.

He just needs to listen here.

Gu Miao, who had been painting a rabbit next to him, stopped at some point. He held the pen and looked at Gu Fei quietly, frowned, but his face was very calm.

This expression reminded Jiang Cheng of the time he fought with Gu Fei, and the time Gu Fei swung the person onto a tree. Gu Miao had a calm expression, and seemed to know what was going on.

Jiang Cheng didn't know what she was thinking, or whether she was thinking, nor did she know if Gu Fei's pain, or if she could feel it.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and kissed Gu Fei on his head, pressing his lips against his newly grown hair stubble.

He never expected this situation and he regretted it.

But a little lucky.

If he had never heard Gu Fei's words today, would he never know Gu Fei's true thoughts? His helplessness and despair will always be a secret.

If one day they really separate, he would never know whether the person who once occupied an important position in his confused youth had such a secret in his heart.

He lowered his head and rubbed his nose against Gu Fei's head.

"Don't you pierce?" Gu Fei asked in a muffled voice in his chest.

"Huh?" Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment. Gu Fei's nasal sound sounded very distressing.

"I feel my hair thorny when I touch it myself," said Gu Fei.

"A little bit," Jiang Cheng rubbed his hair on the top of his head again, "Do you not plan to let it grow? How many times have you shaved it?"

"I think I'm very handsome like this." Gu Fei rubbed against his clothes.

"Where are you using my clothes to wipe your face?" Jiang Cheng looked down.

"Yes," Gu Fei stopped and slowly moved downwards, "If you don't let your clothes be used, just use your pants."

"Fuck," Jiang Cheng was startled and glanced at Gu Miao next to him. Gu Miao still pinched the pen and looked at them while standing there. He quickly pulled Gu Fei's clothes up, "Your sister is watching!"

Gu Fei stopped, his face buried in his stomach, reached out and flicked his fingers on the paper that Gu Miao drew. Gu Miao lowered his head and continued to draw rabbits with his pen.

"I'll go." Gu Fei stood up on the sofa, bent down and looked at Jiang Cheng, "Wash your face."

"Okay." Jiang Cheng nodded.

Gu Fei had tears on his face and his eyelashes were wet. He was twisted into small strands of tears. This made Jiang Cheng's heart suddenly soft and he felt very distressed.

"You have such long eyelashes," he said.

"Your eyelashes are also very long," Gu Fei smiled and came over to kiss him on the forehead. "Are you waiting for this?"

"Get out." Jiang Cheng said.

Gu Fei went to wash his face, Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at Gu Miao, who was about to draw the second piece of rabbit, and took her another piece of paper.

The living room was very quiet. Jiang Cheng raised his head and leaned against the sofa. His heart was a little heavy, but surprisingly transparent, just like the feeling of having a severe cold and finally breathing after a week of breath.

Gu Fei did not avoid his sight, and his face was filled with tears, showing it in front of him. He liked Gu Fei like this.

I may have a side that I don't want to let you see, but if I want to let you see, I will not be able to hide it anymore.

Jiang Cheng stood up and walked into the toilet. Gu Fei was wrapping a towel with ice and pressing it on his eyes. He pressed it behind Gu Fei and hugged him: "Is your eyes swollen?"

"It's a bit, not serious," said Gu Fei, "it's probably about 15 minutes."

"I was just afraid that you would scare Gu Miao." Jiang Cheng said.

"No," Gu Fei smiled, "She can't feel other people's emotions."

"That's it," Jiang Cheng sighed softly, "I can feel it."

"Did you scare?" Gu Fei asked.

"No," said Jiang Cheng, "just feel very distressed."

"Actually, it's nothing," said Gu Fei. "If you just close the door and take care of yourself. When you open the door and walk out, no one knows how many dissatisfactions there are behind the scenes. They all look like birds."

Jiang Cheng didn't say anything, lowered his head and bit Gu Fei's shoulder.

"When did you remember the score?" Gu Fei asked while his eyes were icy.

"What kind of spectrum?" Jiang Cheng didn't react.

"The song I played today." Gu Fei said.

"Just heard that time before, I remembered it almost the same," said Jiang Cheng. When he remembered this, he felt uncomfortable again, because Gu Fei didn't hear him, and because if it weren't for the incident, he and Gu Fei would not have the same message today. "I changed it a little, and I can't remember some places."

"It sounds nice, better than before." Gu Fei said.

"Hmm?" Jiang Cheng raised his head suddenly and looked at him from the mirror, "You heard it? Didn't you leave? I didn't see you when I went on stage!"

"I left after listening," Gu Fei changed his eyes and pressed it. "The auditorium is not soundproof, I finished listening under the window on the other side of the back wall."

"Damn," Jiang Cheng said, "I opened his mouth for a long time and didn't know what to say, so he repeated "Damn."

"But I didn't hear it very clearly," Gu Fei turned around and leaned against the sink, "The school sound is not good."

"Ah." Jiang Cheng still didn't know what to say.

"Press me up, Brother Cheng." Gu Fei handed him the ice towel.

"Oh." Jiang Cheng took it and pressed the towel to his eyes.

"I didn't write that song well, and at that time," Gu Fei said, "I wrote it blindly."

"Are you bragging?" Jiang Cheng said, "It's very clever."

Gu Fei laughed: "I'll be honest."

"In the eyes of us who do not have music cells, you are awesome with eight and a half pounds." Jiang Cheng looked at him.

"Be more civilized." Gu Fei said.

"It's a big awesome with eight and a half pounds," said Jiang Cheng.

Gu Fei curled the corner of his mouth and came over to kiss his nose: "Are you really angry today?"

"You're not angry, right?" Jiang Cheng took off the towel and twisted the water. "You know my temper. Sometimes I can't hold it back. I just thought that if you get angry, unhappy, or unhappy, at least say to me, you come and scold me a few words, Jiang Cheng, you are a fool, or fight me, I can know what's going on, right?"

Gu Fei didn't say anything and kissed him forward.

Jiang Cheng paused, and Gu Fei's tongue swept through his teeth. He came to his senses and hugged Gu Fei tightly, entangled with him.

Like a grudge, when the enemy meets, they are extremely jealous. The tip of the tongue competes with each other, and the teeth are too bright and the tongue is shadowy, and they cannot tell a winner or lose for a while.

Jiang Cheng felt that he was very hungry and wanted to rub Gu Fei into a ball, hug him hard, or bit him bit him bite him, and every bite of tooth marks would be seen.

Gu Fei probably had this idea, and then pushed him to the wall and chewed him on his shoulders from his earlobe. Jiang Cheng couldn't help it in the end and snatched him up before Gu Fei.

"You are a dog!" Gu Fei pinched his cheek, "Let's go!"

Jiang Cheng relaxed, leaned against the wall, raised his head and let out a long breath, and closed his eyes.

When the two returned to the living room, Gu Miao had already finished drawing another rabbit and was taking a picture book and watching it seriously.

Jiang Cheng really couldn't understand the behavior of a child like Gu Miao. There were so many pictures in the picture books, such as rabbits, dogs, chickens, birds, kittens, and pigs. She was obviously very happy to see, but she only drew rabbits.

"Change some clothes." Gu Fei took a piece of his own shirt and handed it to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng entered the bedroom and changed his clothes: "Are you going to take a photo? Did Yi Jing take your camera?"

"Well, she will take it to the store," said Gu Fei. "I won't take pictures today, and the light is not good now."

"Why do you feel quite familiar when you ignore her?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"After all, it's the squad leader," Gu Fei glanced at him, "Old Xu arranged for her to give me some lessons."

When he talked about Lao Xu, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but tickled: "I really should stare at Lao Xu and add something to him to let him not say it."

"Actually, it's not Lao Xu," said Gu Fei. "He's just like that. Besides, no one can understand this matter if he puts it."

"What should I do?" Jiang Cheng looked at him, "I know now."

"You know, you know," said Gu Fei. "The gear of fate begins to rotate. Maybe you will encounter some mechanism wherever you turn, such as you."

"What am I?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Aren't you just the gears turned in?" Gu Fei smiled, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

"Where are you going?" Jiang Cheng looked at him.
To be continued...