Hidden heart

Chapter 11

Shen Yao picked up the suit that fell on the ground, and put it on Fan Xuechen's body.

The withered leaves fell from the sycamore branches, like night moths that had lost their lives. They were so desolate and lonely, and there was a soft rustling sound when they stepped on them.

Shen Yao's mood at this time was unprecedentedly comfortable. He looked at the people around him, and saw that he lowered his head, and a layer of cold moonlight glowed on his smooth cheeks.He lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

——It was very icy, very cold, what he kissed was only a layer of moonlight.

"Xuechen." Shen Yao stopped and faced him, and couldn't help wrapping his arms around this cold body.

The person in front of him slowly raised his head when he heard his words.The look on his face was as if he had been hit by wind and rain, he looked so nervous and uneasy.He wanted to open his mouth, but his lips only twitched slightly, and nothing came out.

Shen Yao saw that he was facing him at this time as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and there was a kind of delicate and pitiful charm in those clear and soft eyes.With some pity, he lowered his head and just wanted to put those two petal-like lips in his mouth to comfort him, but the man avoided it.

Fan Xuechen put her head against his shoulder, and tremblingly said: "Enough, Shen Yao... This is too fast, too fast..."

"Are you still afraid? Xuechen." Shen Yao said, stroking his back.He heard no answer, so he asked again: "Why are you afraid? You know I love you."

"I haven't figured it out yet..."

"Think about what?"

"Your feelings for me... this is too fast..."

Shen Yao smiled lightly, cupped his face with both hands, and said, "Is this quick? But I think I've been chasing you for a long time. Xuechen, do you know how long I've been thinking about this moment? Huh?"

Fan Xuechen took his hand off, took two steps back, and said, "You don't understand..."

"Then you tell me, okay?"

"I wish it could last longer..."

"Long what?"

Fan Xuechen fixedly looked at the man standing in front of him, that handsome face seemed a bit obscure in the night.A gust of cold wind blew soundlessly, blowing away all the warmth in his body, and the resistance welling up from the depths of his soul became more and more clear.

The tension and uneasiness on his face disappeared suddenly, and even his voice became a little colder, and he said, "Go in."

"Okay, let's go in together." Shen Yao walked over and put his arms around his shoulders. Although he couldn't quite understand Fan Xuechen's psychology, his mood was still joyful and happy.

After walking to the door, Shen Yao suddenly saw a slender figure standing there, and when he got closer, he realized it was Ouyang Fei.At this time, although the makeup on her face was still so pretty, her expression was ugly.

"Yao," she stopped Shen Yao, her voice was very cold and hard, "Can I talk to you?"

Shen Yao froze for a moment, Fan Xuechen had already broken free from his grasp and went straight inside.

"Xuechen!" He was about to catch up, but Ouyang Fei stopped him and said, "Let's talk."

Shen Yao looked at her dissatisfied, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Do you love Fan Xuechen?"

"Yes, I love him." Shen Yao was a little surprised when he heard her suddenly say this, but he answered immediately without any hesitation.

"You..." There seemed to be tears in Ouyang Fei's eyes, "Why? He's a man, and Yuwei's man, how can you love him?"

"So what? Whoever he is, I love him."

"Aren't you afraid that Yuwei will know?"

"That's her business, at least it has nothing to do with you, doesn't it?" He lifted his foot and was about to leave, but Ouyang Fei stopped him again.

"What else do you want to say?"

"I..." Ouyang Feihong pointed the mobile phone in his hand towards him, and there was a photo of him kissing Fan Xuechen forcefully just now on the mobile phone.

Shen Yao sneered nonchalantly, but looked at her with cold eyes: "If you want to send the photos to Yuwei, I will only be happier. If you want to send the photos to other reporters, I will also It doesn't matter. Miss Ouyang, forgive me." Shen Yao stopped looking at her and walked past her quickly.

The banquet hall was as warm as spring and full of voices.Just as Shen Yao walked in, several acquaintances approached him.Shen Yao chatted with them for a while before getting away.

There was no Fan Xuechen in the crowd. He was about to rush upstairs when he saw his suit on a chair in the gallery.The figure of a person is crouching in a place where the light cannot reach, like an animal that does not want to see the light, lonely and desolate.

"Xue Chen!" Seeing his head against her knees, Shen Yao hurriedly supported his body.

Fan Xuechen only glanced at him, then turned his face away, and said in a low voice, "I put your clothes there."

"What's wrong with you? Why are you sitting here?" Shen Yao was worried and nervous, he couldn't tell what Fan Xuechen was thinking.It seems that as soon as I leave him, all the previous intimate relationships will be completely overturned.

"I want to go back soon." Fan Xuechen's expression showed a kind of uneasiness and boredom, "There are too many people here."

"I'll take you back."

"Shen Yao," Fan Xuechen paused, "I want to be alone for a while."

"I won't leave you alone. Xuechen, I'm afraid you'll ignore me again this time around."

"Shen Yao..." Fan Xuechen's eyes finally fell on Shen Yao again, he looked at the handsome man in front of him, there was a faint undercurrent surging in his eyes.

Shen Yao lightly kissed him on the lips, and said with a smile: "Can you dance?" Fan Xuechen shook his head, and Shen Yao hugged him and got up, whispering in his ear: " I'll teach you, Xuechen." His hand slid along his back to his slender waist.

"No," Fan Xuechen pushed him, "Don't teach me this, I don't know how! I don't know anything..."

"What does it matter if it doesn't?"

Fan Xuechen bit her lip and said, "It doesn't matter to you?"

Shen Yao smiled, comforted him gently and said, "Of course it doesn't matter."

"But I don't know anything except painting."

"Then do you want to learn?"

"I'm not interested in those." His eyes fell on a landscape painting on the wall, and his voice became a little cold again, and he said, "I don't want to learn at all."

"I'm not forcing you, Xuechen. It doesn't matter to me whether you know or not."

"It does matter." Fan Xuechen said sadly, "You like those things, don't you? But with me, you won't get anything."

"How come? Now you are what I want the most." Shen Yao stroked his cheek lightly, and said, "Xuechen, actually I don't want to teach you how to dance, I just want to stay with you Together, I don't want to be separated from you for a moment. Can you understand this feeling in my heart?"

"I don't understand." Fan Xuechen rested her head on his shoulder and said quietly, "I don't understand why you are doing this to me."

"Why?" Shen Yao chuckled, "Don't you know that I like you?"

"But what do you like about me? I have nothing..."

"I don't need anything from you, Xuechen."

"Then what do you need?"

"I love you, I only want you." Shen Yao stared at him intently, appearing so affectionate that no one could refuse.

Fan Xuechen lowered his head, unable to speak anymore.

At this time, he suddenly heard someone calling Shen Yao behind him.Shen Yao turned around, and it was Xue Ze who waddled over.

"Brother Yao, what are you doing here? I saw your clothes thrown there." Soon he saw Fan Xuechen again, and said, "Why are you here?" Xue Ze laughed again, "I Got it, brother Yao, are you talking about Bai Yuwei with him? You still say you don't have her in your heart?"

"Xue Ze!" Shen Yao frowned, wishing to kick him out.

However, Xue Ze didn't know what to do. He put his arm on Shen Yao's shoulder, and a strong smell of alcohol came to his nostrils. He said, "I haven't seen you all night, so I came out to look for you. Brother Yao , you don’t know, I ran into Miss Ouyang when I came out of the bathroom just now, and she was still crying, why don’t you hurry up and comfort her?”

Shen Yao threw his hand down, and seeing Fan Xuechen was about to leave, he quickly grabbed him and said, "Xuechen, don't listen to his nonsense, let's go upstairs."

"You can come to me tomorrow, I feel very tired now."

Shen Yao couldn't quite see the expression on Fan Xuechen's face, but felt that his voice was indifferent and tired.

Shen Yao was unwilling to let him go, but Xue Ze hugged him again, "Brother Yao, you should go in and dance together, there are many old acquaintances of yours inside!"

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of Xue Ze, Shen Yao had no choice but to say to Fan Xuechen: "Then I will come to you tomorrow. Are you here or at home?"

"it's here."

"I'm calling you, you have to remember to check your phone." Shen Yao let go, and Fan Xuechen just disappeared in front of his eyes like a puff of smoke.