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I forgot how many hours the two of them had walked, only to feel the sound of the wheels on the box scratching the ground for a long, long time.

When he came to the hotel to book a room, Yongcai realized that he was actually holding Shinobi's hand all the way.

It's not that I can't feel it because I don't have passion, those hands are like my own hands - like my own body, the part that has been growing on me, finally returned to its original position.

After closing the door, my legs were too heavy to lift.Not in a hurry to turn on the light, the two leaned their backs against the door, as if they hadn't recovered from the long journey.

"Shin." Even in the dark, you don't need to look for it, as if there is something attractive, Shinobu's hand came up to him the moment he put it down.

"Huh?" The temperature between the two was the same, and his fingers naturally squeezed back hard the moment he held him.

"It's just us."

"Yeah." Shinobu's voice was calm, and there was even a hint of a smile in his affirmative tone.

"It's like running away."

There was no movement in the huge room, and the whole world seemed to be preparing for this new journey that was about to start.Yong laughed to himself, but in the end he still brought him out of the house.

"Fool." Shinobu shook his hand, as if he was comforting, but also seemed to be laughing at the redundancy of his words.

"Your father's side, and your sister..."

I'm still a little worried. My departure at that time and the aftermath afterward were all discussed with Takatsuki Yuo.

People can change their roles constantly. They can respect a person because he is talented, treat him kindly because he is the husband of his daughter, scold him because he 'brought away' his son, and can also treat him well for his own sake. Son and he became 'ally'.

But now, the former "ally" still betrayed his original promise and took away his beloved son.

"Ah, that's it."

what----

Really, that's it.

"I can't regret it." In fact, I still feel a little worried. He is different from me, in various senses.

Did he know that he would have that disease?Got it and ran away from home?

Yes, this is him.

"Ah."

I know that I feel sorry for what he has done, although I know it.

My heart spread lightly, but gradually became more intense, the feeling towards him at this moment - a bit like gratitude, but also a little sorry, but not entirely.

It can only be conveyed through the temperature of the palm of the hand, and the suffocating close fit of the fingers can be used to express the kind of emotion that even I can't express clearly in words.

"Tolerate."

Love me, love me, sorry.

"Um..."

To drag you down and make you sad, I'm sorry.

"Tolerate."

So, so I can only use all I have now to love you.

"what..."

"No," Yong smiled lightly, "it's just that I haven't called your name for a long time, so..."

"Gong... Cheng..." His shoulders suddenly became heavy, and a shadow swayed in front of him.

"Hey! Forbearance! How can you...forbearance!"

"Don't worry...I'm just...tired..." Breathing smoothly, Yong squeezed Shinobu's shoulder.

Shinobu's head drooped, and was pulled into Yong's arms.He seemed to have no strength at all, he hurriedly used his chin and the back of his hand to test the temperature on the top of his head.

No fever, okay.

I had to pick him up tiptoely, help him take off his shoes, and wrap him in a quilt.

"Good night." Lie next to Shinobu, looking at An Ran's closed eyes.Yong carefully bent down and kissed the forehead of the person under him lightly.

Sleep well, don't worry anymore, no, don't worry about you again.

Starting tomorrow, every tomorrow, I will be here.

"promise you."

Miyagi...

Miyagi!

Opening his eyes suddenly, he saw a completely unfamiliar room in front of him.

Two simple linen sofas and a small square coffee table seem to be the match of an ordinary hotel room.It's just that the light passed through the soft curtains like gauze, leaving a piece of gentle light on the camel-colored carpet by the window, reminding myself of what happened yesterday.

Only then did he realize that there was a hand on his waist.Shinobu reached into the quilt, put his hand on that hand, touched the slightly rough skin, and immediately felt relieved.

Turning his face away, the owner of the hand was still asleep, with heavy eye circles and messy hair.

【"I want you!"】

Finally together, with him.

【"I swear."】

Shinobu's eyelashes didn't move, his eyes stayed on the face that made him unable to extricate himself, and the corners of his mouth outlined a slightly painful happiness.

"Hmm..." Maybe because he was stared at for too long, even if he was asleep, he was a little conscious, Yong opened his eyes.

"Good morning." His voice was dry, as if he was about to get angry, but he didn't want to get up. Before the words fell, Yong's hand squeezed hard, and Shinobu's body leaned into his arms.

"Hey..."

In fact, I wanted to say, 'Why are you hugging me so tightly, I won't go', but the words swirled around my lips, and I swallowed them back.

"Sleep a little longer." Yong's voice was very small, echoing in his ears like a spoiled child, itchy enough to make people want to escape.

"Yeah." With the familiar tenderness and nostalgic sweetness, Shinobu leaned against his chest behind him again.

"Bad guy, did it on purpose." The man's physical reaction in the morning made Yong subconsciously move his lower body away.

"...Obviously it's you..." I don't know why, but I felt a little embarrassed about his actions, and murmured.

"Yes, it's my fault." Yong smiled softly.

"It's good to know."

The people behind him didn't move or speak anymore, and he closed his eyes to hear the sound of two hearts beating together.

Like it happened a long time ago, waking up in the morning and he was there; not wanting to get up, maintaining a cuddling position, bickering.

There is a sentence, there is no sentence.Even if he stopped halfway, he didn't feel like picking up any topics again, and he would feel at ease when he was there.

His anesthetized breath echoed in his ears, and his arms were still tightly wrapped around himself.

"Can... say something?"

"Ah."

"It can be like this, wake up together..." Shinobu pulled the corner of the quilt.

"very nice."

There was a pause for breathing behind him, followed by a tighter fit of the body.

"Little fool."

I don't want to be in a hurry to do anything, even though I am eager, but now I just want to hold it like this.

Lying together, hands interlocked in the quilt, feet together, skin to skin.

These are the things I most want to do right now.