Eighteen-year-old Wen Ling loves to act and act coquettishly. He lives with Li Siyang in a ten-square-meter rental house and feels satisfied even eating a cheap takeaway.
Every late night, I snuggle up to Li Siyang affectionately and ask him, husband, do you love me?
Li Siyang was typing on the keyboard, and there was a glimmer of light in the dark night, and he nodded out of habit.
That is the answer that both of us know very well and take for granted.
Twenty-four-year-old Wen Ling had a minimum six-figure monthly pocket money and lived in a large flat where planes could be parked. He hesitated for a long time about a message he didn't know whether to send or not.
Seeing that Li Siyang needed to queue up and make an appointment, Wen Ling held him in tears:
"Husband, you can go back to being poor again. I have learned to cook."
Li Siyang suffers from severe insomnia. Relying on drugs to fall asleep for a long time makes him stupid, irritable, and irritable.
So when he discovered that holding Wen Ling could cure insomnia, Li Siyang was shamefully moved and pulled him to sleep for six years.
At first, he only regarded him as a younger brother. Until the summer after Wen Ling finished his college entrance examination, he frequently mentioned his friend's brother, praising him for being handsome and responsible. Finally, he bit the tip of his chopsticks and carefully observed his expression:
"What do you think of me falling in love with him?"
"Don't let us talk about it." Li Siyang put down the chopsticks that were used to pick out fish bones for him and smiled kindly at him. "I will take care of you if you have children in the future."
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