Hidden heart

Chapter 27

Shen Yao suddenly hugged his body from behind.Without giving him any chance to resist, he kept kissing that pale and delicate cheek.

"Shen Yao..." The pen in Fan Xuechen's hand fell to the ground, and he also struggled.His actions obviously aroused Shen Yao's deep depression in his heart, and he turned the person in his arms over at once, violating the exposed skin more fiercely and fiercely.

"Let go!" Fan Xuechen yelled shyly and annoyed, but Shen Yao didn't seem to hear him at all. A pair of strong and powerful hands had already tore off his collar, and hot kisses kept falling on the thin and trembling lips. on the chest.

"Shen Yao! Shen Yao!" Fan Xuechen felt as if something was about to explode in his head, and suddenly there was a "pop", and without knowing what happened, his hand had already hit Shen Yao's face.

"Are you crazy!" Panting, Fan Xuechen pulled up the clothes that had slipped to her elbows.

"I've been crazy about you for a long time!" He said as he tore off the tie around his neck and threw it on the ground, completely losing control.

"Tell me, what are you thinking in your heart? Do you really have me in your heart? Why—why did you chat so happily with that person? You didn't even smile at me seriously!"

"Tell me! What are your feelings for me? Why don't you tell him what our relationship is? Why do you care so much about him? Why..." His hands rested on the table, and the anger and anxiety in his heart followed Words are constantly released.

"I didn't..." Fan Xuechen was taken aback by his sudden reprimand.

"You have—" Shen Yao swayed his body and approached him again, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and said, "You always refuse to tell me the truth, why? Are you angry with me, or hate me? Say it! Do you hate me?"

"I don't hate you..." Fan Xuechen lowered her eyes and said softly, "This is my own choice..."

"What choice?"

"to be with you……"

"Then tell me, are you happy with me? Are you happy?"

"I..." Is he happy?he does not know.Maybe it is happy, but knowing that such a day is like a dream, as long as the man in front of him is dazzling, he will disappear, and all the hopes and expectations will turn into bubbles and disappear into the air.

Shen Yao watched him press the lips that he had kissed many times, without saying a word, couldn't help but took a step back, and said mockingly: "Ha! I thought it was enough to understand your heart I'm so stupid, I don't even understand your paintings, how can I understand your heart!"

"Shen Yao..." Fan Xuechen trembled because of his words. He looked at the person in front of him, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't say anything.

Shen Yao was watching him, waiting for him, but in the end, he walked out silently like a wounded beast.

The door was closed with a "snap", and Fan Xuechen sat down on the chair, as if he had experienced a war and felt powerless.

"I can't go on like this anymore..." A voice sounded from the bottom of his heart. He buried his face in his hands, and after a long time, he slowly stood up and walked out the door.

He opened the door and only took a few steps, but a hand grabbed his foot.

"Xuechen..." Shen Yao sat down at the door and stopped him.

Fan Xuechen had never seen him so decadent.He felt very painful in his heart, but he didn't know what to do.

Shen Yao grabbed his feet and slowly stood up, he gently stroked the pale face in front of him, and murmured: "Xue Chen, tell me what I need to do to get into your heart? "

Fan Xuechen looked at him, her hazel eyes glowed with a layer of clear light, appearing both affectionate and ruthless.He held Shen Yao's hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you already do it?"

"I did it?" Shen Yao looked at his lowered eyelids, raised his pale lips and kissed him.His confused mind was no longer able to think about it, so he could only use this most intimate way to verify the truth of this sentence.

Fan Xuechen moved his lips and tongue slightly, and slowly climbed up his body.He was already unable to say anything more, and he was also unable to resist anything.

***

When Shen Yao woke up, it was still gloomy outside, but Fan Xuechen was no longer in the room.The pain of last night's hangover still lingers in his heart, but he doesn't remember much about the details of the rowdy scene.

"Xuechen, where are you?" Shen Yao called Fan Xuechen.

"Are you awake? I made sober tea on the table below, you remember to drink it. I'm in the art exhibition, don't worry."

Shen Yao didn't know what to say when he heard his clear words.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

"Xuechen! What happened last night..."

"You were drunk last night, you should have a good rest. I have something to do, so hang up first."

Shen Yao threw the phone aside and supported his forehead, as if something was stuck in his heart, which was difficult to erase.

Shen Yao lay on the bed for a long time until the phone rang again.He put on his clothes, tidied up, and went to the company.After the project came to an end, he thought of Fan Xuechen again and asked Li Jin to drive to the art exhibition.

"Xuechen, I'll pick you up." He said to Fan Xuechen on the other end of the phone.

"I'm outside now, you..."

"Who are you with?"

"Brother Fu and I are having dinner."

"Where to eat? Tell me the place."

Shen Yao hung up the phone, and a sense of frustration came out of nowhere, and he said to Li Jin fiercely, "Go to Yang's Lane!"

Li Jin drove the car to a dark and narrow alley, and said timidly, "I can't get in..."

Shen Yao slammed the car door, and an unpleasant smell rushed over.The anger and disgust in his heart made him stride forward, and finally found the place Fan Xuechen mentioned in a mutton hotpot restaurant.

Shen Yao's outfit that was incompatible with the surrounding environment attracted the attention of the people inside.Amidst the smog, Shen Yao saw two people sitting by the window, talking on their own, without being distracted by the outside world.Of course, these two people are Fan Xuechen and Fu Shi.

Shen Yao suppressed the psychological discomfort and walked over, pulled a rusty chair and sat beside Fan Xuechen.Fan Xuechen and Fu Shi stopped talking and looked at him together.

"Hey, you, a rich man, can even find here, it's really thanks to you!"

"If Xuechen wasn't here, how could I have come to such a ghostly place!" The anger in Shen Yao's heart was aroused by him, and he couldn't control it.

"you--"

Fu Shi wanted to retort, but Fan Xuechen interrupted him, saying: "Senior brother, don't do this!" He looked at Shen Yao again as he spoke, "You..." He was really at a loss for words.

"We'll leave after you finish eating!"

"Hmph!" Fu Shi turned his face away and said to Fan Xuechen, "Let's talk about ours and let him just sit there!"

Of course, Fan Xuechen couldn't just leave Shen Yao aside like this, so he could only take a bowl, took out the handkerchief in his pocket, wiped the water inside, picked up a few pieces of meat, and put it in front of him.

As soon as Shen Yao grabbed his hand, the anger in his heart seemed to dissipate a lot, "Xue Chen..."

"Eat first." Fan Xuechen said, pulling his hand back.

Looking at this scene, Fu Shi felt extremely upset, and said, "What are you doing to him if he doesn't eat? He thinks this place is unclean, and I think he is unclean!"

"Brother! Stop talking."

Fu Shi suddenly felt that the boss was boring, "Okay, I won't talk about it!" He lowered his head and just ate the food in a dull voice.

Shen Yao only finished eating the meat that Fan Xuechen put in the bowl for him, and stopped. Fan Xuechen naturally couldn't eat anymore, and after a while, the three of them walked out together.

"Brother, thank you for your hospitality today." Walking out of the dark alley, Fan Xuechen stopped and said to Fu Shi.

"I wanted to treat you to a big meal today, but I didn't expect it to be so unsatisfactory!" Fu Shi gave Shen Yao a white look, and said, "Are you going back with him now?"

Fan Xuechen nodded, fell silent for a while, and said, "Let's break up here. If you come tomorrow, I'll still be in the art exhibition."

"Xuechen, I want to say a few words to you." Fu Shi said as he walked forward for a short distance, and stood there watching him coming.

Fan Xuechen glanced at Shen Yao, saw that he was looking at her, and said, "I'll go." and walked over.

"Xuechen, what's the matter between you and him? I didn't mean to ask about you, but people like him and you..." Fu Shi shook his head, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"I have nothing to do with him..." Fan Xuechen said softly and hoarsely, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist in the smoky night.

"It's fine, a person like him is really not good enough for you." Fu Shi said and patted him on the shoulder, smiled at him, and said, "Then I'm leaving, maybe I won't come tomorrow. Take care of yourself." Draw it, I will take all your paintings with me next time I come here!" Said, turned around and strode away.

"What did he tell you?" Shen Yao hugged Fan Xuechen's cool body, his tone was full of injustice and resentment.

"Nothing, let's go."

"Xuechen!" Shen Yao pulled him back, staring straight at him.

"He said that he won't come tomorrow, so let me take care."

"That's it?" Shen Yao looked angrily at the person whose back was only a little bit in the distance.

"What do you think he's going to say?"

"He didn't speak ill of us?"

"No." Fan Xuechen said softly, "Let's go, Shen Yao."

Shen Yao took his hand and said, "Can't you be more honest with me?"

"I do not have……"

"Are you trying to keep me out of your heart?"

Shen Yao watched him lower his head and did not speak, a sense of powerlessness crept up from the bottom of his heart, he slowly let go of Fan Xuechen's hand, and sneered slightly.

"Shen Yao..." Fan Xuechen couldn't help but leaned on him when he saw his injury, and said softly: "No matter what others say, it's my own choice for you. I don't like to force myself, and I don't like to force myself other people."

Shen Yao took a deep breath, hugged him, and said, "Forget it, let's go back!"