Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

134 CV boss's rap cool guy 25

Pei Junhuai's mind went blank, and the only sound in his ears was the violent beating of his heart. He was stunned by this sentence and couldn't recover for a long time. Was this what he understood?

Nanfeng was driving beside him and was not in a hurry to get the child's reply.

Arriving at the community, Nanfeng parked the car in the parking space and looked at the man who was looking absent-minded with his head down. "Go home first. Don't worry about figuring this out. I'm always here."

Pei Junhuai looked up. The lights in the small car were dim and ambiguous. He met the eyes of the man sitting in the driver's seat. At that moment, it was as if a weak current passed through his body, and his heart skipped a beat unconsciously.

There was silence outside the car window, only the sound of each other's breathing echoed softly in this confined space.

After staring at each other for an unknown amount of time, Nan Feng raised his hand and touched Pei Junhuai's face. His fingertips gently brushed across his fair skin, his eyes filled with obscure emotions.

"Ahuai, can you not make me wait too long?" Nanfeng's voice was slightly hoarse.

Pei Junhuai's eyelashes trembled slightly and he subconsciously rubbed the man's hand. "Okay"

No one spoke as they went upstairs, but the occasional bumping of shoulders between them seemed to be a silent attraction between them.

After reaching the floor, the two walked towards their own doors separately, one of them was thinking about something, and the other deliberately slowed down the pace of opening the door.

Nan Feng heard the sound of the door opening behind him, raised his eyebrows slightly, opened the door, and was about to go in.

"Nannan..." Pei Junhuai's voice sounded with a hint of helplessness.

Nan Feng raised the corner of his lips slightly, then turned around and asked, "A Huai, what's wrong?"

Pei Junhuai held the door with his hand, and scratched the pattern on the door handle with his fingertips. "My house seems to be leaking..."

? ?

Nan Feng frowned and walked over to look inside. The water in the room had accumulated to a layer with nowhere to step. At first glance, he thought it was a water curtain cave.

The silence of the south wind is deafening

He used his spiritual sense to communicate with Little Stone, "Little Stone?!"

The little stone jumped out of the space and said, "What's wrong, what's wrong, pretty brother?"

"You did it?" Nanfeng remembered that his companion was a stone, not some kind of dog. How could he destroy a house so well?

The little stone floated in the air and lay on the door frame to look inside. "???"

"I didn't do it, I didn't do it." He denied it three times in a row. Little Stone didn't want to take the blame. "I just broke the poor little water heater. I didn't touch anything else. I'm sending four." Little Stone raised his four short paws

Little Stone wouldn't lie to him, so where did all the water in the room come from?

"Ahuai, live in my house first. I'll have someone come over to clean it up for you. Is there anything important in there?" Nanfeng turned his head to look at the person who was staring at the water in the house in a daze.

After his mother passed away, many things were organized in a cardboard box. He put it in the cabinet. The house has been flooded like this. I hope the cabinet has not been flooded.

Nan Feng saw Pei Junhuai rolling up his trouser legs and trying to go in, so he reached out to stop him and said, "What is it? Tell me where it is so I can get it."

Pei Junhuai grabbed Nanfeng's hand and moved it away. He always followed Nanfeng's expression and for the first time said with an expression that could not be refuted, "I'll do it. The water here is cold. Your stomach can't get cold."

He had heard his grandfather say that cold enters through the feet since he was a child, so Nanfeng's stomach had just recovered and couldn't be stimulated, otherwise all the feedings he had given him for so many days would be in vain. He also didn't want to see the man's pale face that day, as if he would disappear at any time.

Nan Feng felt that Pei thought he was too fragile. He could fight a group of people alone, so how could he be afraid of a room full of water?

But the child's expression was too determined. Nan Feng sighed and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside. Come out quickly and don't soak in the water for too long. I'll call the property management to have them come and take a look."

Pei Junhuai pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but held it back.

He took off his shoes and socks and walked in barefoot. Fortunately, the room was not too cold, otherwise the cold water soaking was really not something that most people could bear.

The cardboard box was in the bedroom, but Pei Junhuai did not go to the bedroom but walked towards the closed door of the bathroom. He could vaguely hear the sound of water flowing inside. Fortunately, the south wind outside the door could not hear it.

Open the door and turn the water flow of the wash basin to the maximum. The water flows down along the edge of the pool and forms a small waterfall around the pool.

Pei Junhuai walked over calmly and turned off the water valve. He took out a blade from the small pocket inside his clothes and scratched the water pipe below a few times. Water immediately began to flow out of the pipe.

(Warm reminder: wasting water resources is wrong, please do not imitate if the plot requires it)

Looking at the blade in his hand, Pei Junhuai's hands trembled a little. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and threw the blade into the toilet and flushed it away.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were red. The biting coldness on the soles of his feet quickly sobered him up. The sound of the south wind came from the door.

"Ahuai, haven't you found it yet?" Nanfeng's low voice was full of tenderness towards Pei Junhuai, like a gentle spring breeze, dispelling the haze and pulling him back from the edge of collapse to a peaceful harbor.

Pei Junhuai's fingertips curled up. Did he deceive Nanfeng by doing this? Would Nanfeng think he was a very bad person?

"Found it, let's go out now." Pei Junhuai suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and walked quickly into the bedroom. The draft paper thrown on the ground had been soaked so much that the original handwriting on it could not be seen.

The end of the bed sheet was also a little soaked. Pei Junhuai didn't even look at it and went straight to the cabinet. After opening it, he saw a paper box on the interlayer. Fortunately, the water level was not too high and did not touch the paper box.

Holding the paper box carefully, Pei Junhuai lowered his eyes, his eyes red, tears twinkling like stars, but fleeting, like a shooting star in the dark night, blurry and hard to distinguish

Nanfeng was waiting outside, and was a little worried when he saw the child didn't come out. He bent down and was about to roll up his pants when he heard a movement inside.

He stood up and looked at the person who had walked to the entrance. He still had the same expressionless look as usual, but Nanfeng could always find different emotions in him. This was Nanfeng's unique understanding of Jun Huai.

The child was holding an eight-inch box in his arms. When he looked at him, the confusion in his eyes could not be concealed. Perhaps he subconsciously believed that he did not need to hide his vulnerability in front of Nanfeng.

Nan Feng reached out and took the child into his arms. He thought that the child needed a hug to recharge his body which was about to shut down.

Worried that he had been soaking in cold water for too long, Nan Feng picked him up horizontally.

It was the first time Pei Junhuai was picked up by someone since he was a child. He held the box tightly in his arms with some panic, but he was not afraid of falling. This was the unique sense of security that Nanfeng brought him.

Nanfeng walked steadily with the person in his arms. When he got to his door, he opened the door a crack with his toes and walked in directly to put the person on the sofa.

It was not the first time Pei Junhuai came to Nanfeng's house. He was very relaxed and not at all uncomfortable. Water was dripping from his feet, and the carpet under Nanfeng's sofa was stained with water.

Pei Junhuai was a little flustered and didn't know whether to lift his feet or keep this posture. Lifting his feet would also dirty Nanfeng's sofa cushions.

Nan Feng seemed to see his embarrassment, chuckled, stood up, went to the bathroom, got a dry towel, came over, and half-knelt on one knee.

The warm palms wrapped around the cold ankles, like the most intimate whispers between lovers. As the skin touched, the ambiguous temperature slowly spread, stirring each other's heartstrings.

...............

Huai Huai is definitely not as cold and harmless as he looks. Don't forget the ending of the original plot. I never said that Huai Huai and Nan Nan are good people. It's normal to be a little crazy.

I was sad because I saw my mother's belongings and recalled the past. I will talk about this later. Don't worry.