please let go

Chapter 26

"It doesn't hurt."

Jiang Chen dried his clothes, then turned around and found that He Chuan was sitting where he was staring at him.

He was stared at with horror, but he couldn't pretend to ignore He Chuan.

He began to wonder if He Chuan was also thinking about the posture just now.

Jiang Chen was almost cornered by his gaze, and had to ask, "What's wrong?"

"How often do you clean the floor?"

Ah, so this is what happened...

He Chuan seemed to have fallen out of his psychological shadow, and he didn't dare to take half a step closer to the sink.

Thinking about it, I almost posted it.

This may be He Chuan's first close contact with that thing with his face.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to smile apologetically again, "Immediately."

Both of them knew it clearly in their hearts, but they just wanted to say nothing.

After Jiang Chen cleaned the floor, He Chuan dared to go over to wash up. His walking posture was still a little stiff.

It can be seen that the fall just now was a bit hard.

Jiang Chen wanted to check whether He Chuan's fall was serious, and the moment he crouched down, He Chuan took half a step back.

"Let me see."

"fine."

There is no scratch, and half of the heart is relieved, but the knee is so red and swollen that it is likely to leave a bruise.

He looked up and asked, "Do you want to apply some plaster?"

"It's really unnecessary," He Chuan backed up a little, and continued, "Say the minor injury will heal in a few days."

Jiang Chen didn't listen to him, got up and went to the cabinet, took out the ointment he brought and returned to He Chuan's side.

The two sat on the bare bed.

Jiang Chen put He Chuan's leg on his thigh, squeezed the white plaster on his fingertips, and then applied it to his swollen knee.

"hiss…"

Jiang Chen looked up at He Chuan, "Does it hurt?"

He Chuan said stiffly, "It doesn't hurt."

"Just pretend." Jiang Chen continued to lightly touch He Chuan's knee with his fingertips as he spoke, trying to spread the plaster just applied evenly.

When He Chuan heard this, he wanted to move his leg, but Jiang Chen grabbed his thigh with his hand.

In addition to touching the fabric of the trousers, the palm also touched part of the cold skin.

Just from the touch, he knew that the skin was slippery. He really wanted to reach into his trousers and rub it back and forth a few times, but he tried his best to restrain this dangerous thought, and said solemnly, "Don't move."

Jiang Chen lowered his head and carefully wiped all the plaster on his fingers, trying to keep the pressure as gentle as possible, so as not to annoy the pulling man again.

The white ointment adhered to He Chuan's knees unevenly, covering up the redness in all directions.

"What did you wipe?" He Chuan asked.

Jiang Chen glanced at the name of the ointment, only to realize that he took it by mistake and it was an eye ointment.He held the box in the palm of his hand with a natural expression on his face, and replied pretending to be calm: "It treats red and swollen skin."

"Oh."

After He Chuan washed up, he turned on the light switch and turned on the desk lamp.

The table lamp is much brighter than last night.

Jiang Chen looked at the light with satisfaction and said, "I've already charged the light."

There is a feeling of asking for credit.

"Thank you." He Chuan could only say these two words stiffly.

"What's the use of thanking you, show some practical expressions." Jiang Chen also simply joked, and didn't really want to gain anything.

From the day he found out that he had a crush on He Chuan, everything he did became willing.

"What do you want?" He Chuan said.

Instead, Jiang Chen didn't know how to answer this question.

It's not that he didn't want it.

He Chuan would definitely not want to give what he wanted.

He wanted a lot, he wanted He Chuan to see him, kiss him, he wanted He Chuan to like him.

But that's just what he wants.

Now he can only smile, and opened his mouth and said, "I only help you as a friend. What can I want?"

"No one pays for nothing, unless that person is an idiot."

Jiang Chen pointed to himself: "Are you scolding me?"

"No, you are a good person." Under the light, He Chuan smiled softly, like the afterglow before sunset, making people want to drown in that sunset.

This is not the first time that Jiang Chen has been issued a good person card. He can hear cocoons in his ears, but He Chuan can praise him, and he is always happy.

He looked down at the lamp on the table and smiled slightly, "He Chuan, no one wants to be a fool."

He Chuan didn't understand the meaning of his words, "Just don't call you an idiot next time."

That's not what Jiang Chen actually wanted to convey.

He's not an idiot, nor is he clueless.

It's just that what he wants is by his side.

He's already on his way.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Chen couldn't sleep again, and when he closed his eyes, he saw He Chuan kneeling under him, dreaming, and filling this fantasy with some other colors.

After tossing and turning for a while, I planned to listen to music to help me fall asleep, but when I saw the lights on He Chuan's side, I knew that he was still awake, so I asked, "What are you playing with your phone every day?"

"Ah, play games, listen to music, or play some entertainment software."

"Entertainment software? Like?"

He Chuan said something casually, and Jiang Chen went to download it to try it anyway because he was bored, "What is this for?"

"You can have everything, you can watch all kinds of videos, and you can make friends."

After downloading the software and registering an account, when Jiang Chen entered his nickname, he thought about it and typed four words, "I've downloaded it, let's close each other?"

"Okay, what's your name?"

"Fate does not speak."

"What do you mean?" He Chuan couldn't help asking.

Jiang Chen said "ah", saying that he took it casually.

Soon it was displayed on the phone that someone was following him.

Nickname is an uncommon word.

Above a mountain and below is the word Sichuan.

"How do you pronounce this word?" Jiang Chen asked.

"do not know."

Jiang Chen was puzzled: "I don't know, then how did you type it out?"

"I copied and pasted it."

"..." Jiang Chen asked again: "What do you mean?"

"do not know."

"Huh?" Jiang Chen thought He Chuan didn't want to tell him.

He went to copy and paste Baidu by himself, only to find that the word really had no pronunciation or meaning.

real or fake?

Wouldn't it be a marketing account?

I finally found an explanation, which said it meant a cliff.

Jiang Chen went back and glanced at the words, and felt that the explanation made sense, and asked again: "Why did you choose this nickname?"

"Take whatever you want."

Of course Jiang Chen didn't believe it.

How could someone randomly choose such an uncommon word?

But it's useless not to believe it, he knew that He Chuan obviously didn't want to tell him the reason.

Don't say it, don't say it...

Isn't he himself unwilling to tell the meaning of his nickname?

The silence that originally belonged to only two people was broken by a third person.

A heavy voice sounded outside the door, "Jiang Chen, are you asleep yet?" The soft knock on the door made the heavy voice even more hoarse.

How can you answer people when you are asleep?

How did this guy ask such a stupid thing?

The two people lying on the bed got up at the same time and looked towards the door, and exchanged eye contact for another second.

In the end, Jiang Chen got out of bed and went to open the door.

He opened the gap a little, and Shen Chong squeezed in and ran towards the toilet, "Dude, borrow a toilet."

Shen Chong was as anxious as a monkey, giving the impression that he was about to pull his pants down in the next second.

After 2 minutes, he came out of the toilet, "There are people in our toilet, and they didn't come out after waiting for a long time. Ouch! I'm suffocating to death, my bladder is..." As he spoke, he slipped a skateboard

Tonight heard the second "dong" sound.

It's just that this time it's different, Shen Chong fell to the ground, "I'm stupid, why is the ground so slippery?" He slowly stood up from the ground, rubbing his arms and legs.

"The laundry detergent was knocked down just now." Jiang Chen didn't expect to be a "murderer" twice in one night, "Are you okay?"

Shen Chong waved his hands and said, "It's okay."

"It's fine." Jiang Chen stood at the door and waited for Shen Chong to go out.

Shen Chong walked to the door, patted Jiang Chen on the shoulder, and jokingly said, "You stand at the door as if you were seeing off, so you don't welcome me?"

Jiang Chen avoided his question, "Your pajamas are really unique."

Shen Chong is purple from head to toe, like a big eggplant walking at night.

"That's right! How did you sing a song? My sister said that purple is very charming~" Shen Chong was still excited, and sang a few lines with great energy.

"Get out if you disturb the people." Jiang Chen frowned in disgust.

"By the way, why is there a lamp on the table in your bedroom?" Shen Chong pointed to the table.

Jiang Chen said blankly, "Ah, I can't sleep, so I got up to study."

Shen Chong then gave a thumbs up, "Awesome."

After Shen Chong left, the bedroom was instantly quiet.

"It's good to find that there are fewer people in the dormitory." Jiang Chen said when he closed the door.

He Chuan didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and kept looking down at his mobile phone. He didn't answer until Shen Chong left and Jiang Chen said that the number of people was good.

As soon as Jiang Chen climbed back onto the bed, he heard He Chuan ask, "Why didn't you give him your plaster?"

He wondered if He Chuan knew that he had taken the wrong plaster, but he was embarrassed to ask, so he could only laugh a few times in embarrassment, "That's not enough for the whole body!"

He hurriedly changed the subject again, "Turn on the lamp, don't play with your mobile phone. If you can't wake me up earlier, you have to clean up."

"There are quite a lot of tricks to force people to go to bed early these days." He Chuan turned off his mobile phone and faced the lamp, the lights imprinted in his pupils looked like two stars. "Sleep, so as not to waste the electricity of the desk lamp." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes.

Jiang Chen listened to He Chuan as if he was doing reading comprehension.

Regardless of whether He Chuan plays with his mobile phone or not, the desk lamp will always be on.

Then the last sentence he said, can it be understood as: go to bed early, so as not to waste the electricity that Jiang Chen charged him?

Jiang Chen stared blankly at the lamp that was still glowing, and some mosquitoes were fluttering around the wick.

He Chuan's shining eyes flashed in his mind, which made people's heart skip a beat.

How many times do you need to recharge the electricity to get this person's love?

When he was about to turn off the screen of the mobile phone that was still on and go to sleep, he caught a glimpse of his nickname on the software again.

"Fate does not speak".

This is a sentence he saw a long time ago, "My heart beats, but my life doesn't say a word."

But I didn't expect it to become the status quo.

Jiang Chen turned off the phone screen.

Tonight, with a heart that cannot be expressed, I said a silent goodnight to He Chuan.

The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-08-2901:44:14~2021-09-0101:37:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Juanwen Nanzhi; 6 bottles of Sanjin; 1 bottle of half-wine green plum;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!