Angel was sitting in the car, and from the rearview mirror, he could see the pine and cypress path floating with rain and mist. He leaned against the back of the chair and his eyes almost never looked away.＿﹏Yawenbaw·ww.

The feeling in my heart was very complicated, and there was also the sadness of my grandfather leaving, the tears of my mother, but my whole body was filled with unexpected happiness and expectation.

Na Chen appeared at the end of the path in the rearview mirror.

Just like when they first met, they were wearing simple coats and sweatpants. The difference was that this time, Na Chen did not sway over slowly, but trotted all the way with his bag on his back.

Anhe opened the car door and jumped out of the car. Looking at the Chen running towards him in the drizzle, he suddenly felt the urge to cry.

Just as he was about to open his arms and hug Na Chen, Na Chen stopped in front of him and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for so long."

"You... it's okay," Angel had to put his raised hands back on the car door. The key was that he raised his arms, and now he pulled the door open with both hands, feeling like a fool, "Get in the car."

"I'm so embarrassed to spend money when we first met." Na Chen jumped onto the co-pilot and smiled politely.

You are very immersed in the show!

Angel grinned at him, "It's okay, it's okay, it's time to meet for the first time, do you have anything to eat?"

"Yayuan." Na Chen threw the bag into the back seat.

"You're really embarrassed," Angel looked at him, "I didn't make any reservations in Yayuan, and I can't eat it now."

"I'm there." Na Chen leaned against the car window and curled the corner of his mouth.

Anhe drove the car to the street and turned on the way to Yayuan.

"Auntie is okay?" Na Chen asked after a while in silence.

"She wants to calm down and let her calm down," Anhe sighed softly, "and he still knows that he will go back in a while with an umbrella."

"Sad." Na Chen said softly.

"I'm still done," Anhe glanced at Na Chen, not knowing whether he would reminisce about the past or continue to perform the first meeting. "I have no relationship with my grandfather, I just think he is not old and left too early."

Na Chen smiled and didn't say anything.

Angel looked at the road ahead and didn't say anything, thinking about what Na Chen would do next.

In fact, he really wanted to go over and hug Na Chen, kiss him on the tip of his nose, ask him how the injuries were like on his body, and when did he start the internship... But Na Chen kept all this back in a divine manner, and he had no chance to perform it at all.

After the car turned off the main road, there were a lot fewer people and cars. Yawen 8w`w`w=.`y·

Na Chen suddenly patted the car window: "Mr. An, stop."

"Ah?" Anhe was stunned for a moment, slowing down the car, "Is it here?"

Na Chen nodded and pointed to the roadside: "Can you lean on the side? The one without anyone."

Angel didn't know what he was going to do, but he stepped on the brakes and leaned against the side of the road and stopped.

"Get out," Na Chen jumped out of the car, made a move, "Come here."

Anhe turned off the car, got out of the car and looked around, there was no car, no one, he walked around Nachen: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, Na Chen suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, and then he was half thrown and pushed to the car door.

"Why are you?" Angel was startled.

"Uncle An," Na Chen pressed his shoulder and pressed him down, lowered his head and kissed him on the neck, his voice pressing down very low, "I miss you and you're almost crazy."

The numb feeling of being kissed on his neck quickly followed Chen's low and sexy voice and held Xiaoqi'er and ran towards his whole body. Anhe hugged his waist, turned his face and kissed him on his neck: "I miss you too."

Na Chen didn't say anything anymore, he pressed himself on his body, kissed his lips, and pressed his tongue in eagerly.

The two of them breathed in a bit of rapid speed, and Anhe responded to the warmth that Chen was entangled between his lips and teeth.

I could hear a car passing by, and there might be pedestrians who occasionally walked by, but he couldn't care about these things. He even threw his breath aside, touched Na Chen's clothes, rubbed and caressed his waist and back hard. The feeling of touch was Na Chen, only Na Chen...

It was not until Na Chen's hand slid into his pants that Anhe let go of his lips and gasped, "Classmate, isn't this suitable on the street when we first met?"

"Uncle," Na Chen stopped and gently hooked his fingertips on his lower abdomen. "This is fate, you can be so hard when you meet for the first time."

"Shut up," Anhe smiled, pushed Na Chen away, lowered his head and pulled his clothes, "Will you still eat when you get in the car?"

Na Chen came over again and took a quick bite on his neck before opening the car door and jumping into the car: "Tell me, have you eaten up all the instant noodles in the supermarket next to you in the past few months?"

"It's not," Angel got into the car and started the car with a smile. "My cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and I can already be self-sufficient, and every meal is different."

"Really?" Na Chen was surprised and looked at him with disbelief.>Yawen Bar_﹍

"Well, I'll make it for you when I have time." Anhe nodded, but it wasn't. It wasn't cooked, stuffed with pan, fried into lumps, salty, tasteless, and every meal was different.

"Just today!" Na Chen slapped the leg.

"Okay, let's have Yayuan when we meet for the first time today." Anhe said quickly.

Yayuan is still the same, and the two big parrots at the door are still very politely shouting in the distinguished guests, and the stone road still makes people not know how to walk to keep pace.

However, today the small stage was singing the West Chamber. Na Chen entered the box and leaned on the lounge chair, and sang: "I'll burn the treasure fragrance and bow deeply, my daughter's family is so hot that she can't open her mouth. Lan Gui wasted her eighteen years and was in a reunion jade mirror platform..."

Anhe smiled and said nothing, sitting opposite him and listening, Chen's voice still had the kind of straightforwardness that made him feel comfortable.

"The Lan Bouquet is lonely and has no choice but to spend the spring. Those who are chanting should be sympathetic and sigh..." Na Chen shook gently on the chair with his eyes closed.

"You're so lonely." Anhe pinched a piece of cake and put it in his mouth to eat it. Suddenly he missed the snacks made by Nachen.

"Are you lonely?" Na Chen turned his head and smiled at him.

"Now?"

“Those days without me.”

Angel sighed: "Can you still speak well?"

"I haven't been with you these two months," Na Chen tsk, "Are you hungry or thirsty?"

"I don't care," Angel was helpless, "too busy."

Na Chen did not mention the hospitalization, and An He did not ask much. He lay on the table and looked at Na Chen's side face. Na Chen looked nervous, but some things were different.

Anhe couldn't explain what it was, but he felt that the feeling of being heart-lifting when facing that Chen was fading little by little.

"By the way," Angel pulled out his cell phone from his pocket, "I went to the parking lot."

"You bought it first before you had time to give it to you," Na Chen stood up and walked to him and sat down, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah," Angel touched his lap, "It turns out I used that for my mother."

Na Chen took the phone, stroked his fingers on the screen a few times, and was amused: "Uncle An, how can you do such a thing?"

"What?" Anhe leaned over and took a look, saw the photo of Nachen lying on the hospital bed, and quickly snatched his phone back, "Damn, don't flip it around."

Na Chen looked at him and smiled without saying anything.

"How is your...injury?" Angel hesitated and asked.

"It's okay, it's not serious at all," Na Chen patted his body, "It's already done."

The door was gently knocked, and the little girl came in with her bowls and chopsticks and vegetables. A few dishes were placed on the table. They smelled very fragrant and didn't quite understand what it was.

Angel picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and then swallowed it before speaking: "You must learn to protect yourself in the future."

"Yes." Na Chen nodded obediently.

"Don't give yourself face in front of me," Anhe chewed for a long time but didn't taste what it was, and picked up another chopstick, "I want everything you look like."

Na Chen didn't say anything. After Anhe ate the plate of pickled chicken, he turned his head and looked at him: "Child, why did he suddenly become silent?"

"No," Na Chen didn't feel nervous, turned his head and quickly wiped his eyes, picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to eat, and stopped after taking a few bites, "Anhe."

"Um?"

"How can I be considered to be a good repair? I'm not sure," Na Chen said softly, "I am me, I leave myself behind, I throw away the other things I don't belong to, I'm afraid and annoying to throw away..."

"Yeah." Angel also put down his chopsticks.

"What if I accidentally throw away what you like?" Na Chen frowned.

"I won't like something that makes you uncomfortable," Angel patted his face. "You just don't throw your cooking skills away."

"There are also bed skills." Na Chen added seriously.

"The face is so big, it's okay. I'll throw my bed skills and have an airplane cup." Angel patted him on the shoulder.

Although this meal is very high-end and Anhe has been eating pig food for a long time, he hasn't tasted much. He is basically chatting, and he didn't even take a few bites and keeps staring at him.

When they came out of Yayuan, they felt very sorry for the boss. They chewed two gums in the car, and reflected deeply while chewing. After almost the reflection, Angel patted the steering wheel: "Classmate, where are we going to roam?"

"Your home, my home, the parking lot, you choose," Na Chen replied very simply, "I'm almost suffocating."

"Is there anything else?" Anhe hesitated and touched his stomach. "Although I didn't taste it, I basically ate that table of dishes. Now I'm a little full. Should I digest the food first..."

"In the car," Na Chen interrupted him, reached out and pulled the back of the chair down, "The waves look like waves."

"Damn!" Angel fell down with the chair and quickly struggled to sit up. "You are not just trying to get acne, you are trying to get a smallpox!"

"Don't move, don't move!" Na Chen knelt on the seat and came to him. He grabbed his hand, "Don't move..."

"I can't move anymore, tell me what I want." Anhe was pressed down by him and couldn't use his strength, so he had to lean back on the back of the chair.

"I'll lie for a while..." Na Chen pressed his shoulder and leaned over, leaned on him, and tried to find a more comfortable position. Finally, he held up his body a little annoyed, "You can change the car. Big seven is too small, and the two men can't move at all! How to design the broken car, it's not thoughtful at all!"

"Are you big or small?" Angel laughed.
To be continued...