Yan Hang just treated him like a child, right? Doting on him, a child who could have his ears pinched...

His appetite started to improve a bit today.

Just after four o'clock, Yan Hang felt a little hungry. He held out until after five, then went to make himself a coconut pineapple fried rice. After devouring it, he surprisingly felt not completely full.

His body was probably slowly recovering.

Of course, what affected his appetite the most was his mood. When his mood was good, everything was good.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the time. Originally, Chu Yi had planned to come over and eat with him before going to work at that restaurant, but he was called by the teacher to help move things just as he was leaving.

Yan Hang lay down on the sofa. In this time before Chu Yi arrived, he didn't know if he should read for a while, play a game for a while, or take a nap for a while.

He tapped his phone very casually. The security software reminded him that he hadn't cleaned up the junk for a long time, so he clicked to clean it up.

After the cleanup, a certain cloud storage told him that there wasn't much space left and that he should spend money to buy some more.

He took a look. The space was occupied by nothing more than photos and videos.

He didn't want to delete the photos.

Videos?

He hadn't watched the videos for a long time and had almost forgotten what some of them were. He opened the video folder.

The first video that jumped into his sight made him freeze for a moment.

He had forgotten that he still had porn stored in these places. It was a good thing that Chu Yi didn't have the habit of studying his phone. If Chu Yi saw this, wouldn't it be embarrassing?

He stared at the title of the video for a while.

Actually, he used to watch adult videos too. He would watch them when he masturbated, and sometimes he would look at pictures too.

He frowned. A person who watches adult videos, touching a little boy's waist, could actually have a reaction... Yan Hang, are your interests so broad?

Yan Hang lay on his arm, deep in thought.

He recalled his previous feelings, trying to figure out if his attention was on the man or the woman when he watched these... But it was a bit hard to tell at the moment.

However, what he could be sure of was that whether it was videos or pictures, he would never use ones with only girls.

In that case...

Yan Hang clicked his tongue and clicked on the video.

Fuck it, let's try and see.

Chu Yi was waiting for Yan Hang downstairs and took a turn around the small garden, but didn't find the hedgehog.

When the security guard passed by, he looked at him: "Looking for the hedgehog?"

"Ah." Chu Yi smiled.

"He probably went for a walk over there with his wife." The security guard pointed to a flower bed in the distance.

"His wife?" Chu Yi was stunned.

"Yeah," the security guard nodded, "That Uncle Cui of yours, who knows where he picked up a female hedgehog from..."

Chu Yi started laughing. He really didn't expect Cui Yi to have this kind of leisure, finding a wife for the hedgehog.

Just as he was about to walk over and take a look, Yan Hang's voice came from behind him: "Where are you going?"

Chu Yi immediately turned around, wrapped in the wind and darted to his side in two steps: "Nowhere, not going."

""Let's go," Yan Hang draped his arm over his shoulder, then took it down, looked at him, and put his arm over again, then frowned, "You didn't grow taller again, did you?"

"Huh?" Chu Yi touched the top of his head, "I don't know."

"It's not even comfortable to put my arm around your shoulder anymore." Yan Hang said.

"Then what, should we, do," Chu Yi said, "I'll buy, you some, high heels, later?"

"Let me tell you, Chu Yi," Yan Hang glanced at him, "I'll buy a band-aid later and stick your mouth shut."

Chu Yi laughed for a long time.

This part-time restaurant wasn't big, a bit like the small coffee shop Yan Hang used to work at, with seven or eight small tables, warm yellow lighting, very soft music, and the aroma of coffee that could be smelled even standing at the door.

"You go in by yourself," Yan Hang stood with him across the street, "Don't let people see that you need someone to accompany you to work part-time."

"Mm," Chu Yi nodded, "Do they know, I stutter?"

"They know," Yan Hang smiled, "They said there's no need to say much, just a few polite phrases and there's nothing else to say."

"Okay," Chu Yi looked at the time, "Should I go, in now? It's not, time yet."

Yan Hang also looked at the time. There were still 20 minutes before the agreed time: "Wait a bit, just go in three to five minutes early. If it's too early and they have other things to do, it'll be inconvenient."

"Then let's stand, here for a while." Chu Yi nodded.

"Let's go over there." Yan Hang looked around and pointed ahead.

The two of them walked forward a bit and sat down on a chair by the side of the road.

Now that the weather was cool, apart from the two of them, no one else was sitting here in the wind.

"Cold?" Chu Yi asked.

"Not cold." Yan Hang put his arm on the back of the chair behind him, his fingers tapping on his shoulder as if beating a rhythm.

Chu Yi really liked the current atmosphere.

Just him and Yan Hang, talking, or not talking, both feeling content because of the faint warmth from Yan Hang's body.

"Want me to do a magic trick for you?" Yan Hang said.

"Can you do it, with your left hand too?" Chu Yi asked.

"Oh, I forgot," Yan Hang laughed, "The left hand can play with coins, but can't do tricks. It's not as fast as the right hand and will reveal the trick."

Chu Yi laughed for a while, then stared at the ground, lost in thought for a while. "Yan Hang," he turned his head, "do you think I'm... a child?"

"Hmm?" Yan Hang looked at him.

"Do you think I'm a child?" Chu Yi asked, "I mean, do you see me as a child?"

"Why are you asking this?" Yan Hang smiled.

"Just wanted to ask," Chu Yi said.

"The first time I saw you, I thought you were an elementary school student," Yan Hang said, "I only realized you were probably in junior high when I saw you in your school uniform."

"Because I'm short?" Chu Yi sighed.

"No," Yan Hang looked at him, "because you were timid."

"Oh," Chu Yi thought for a moment, "what about later?"

"Later," Yan Hang tilted his head back and looked at the sky, "later it became... a bit hard to say. On one hand, I felt you had grown up a lot, but on the other hand, I still felt you were very young."

Yan Hang held up his pinky finger, "Just this little."

"Actually I'm made of steel, very sharp!" Chu Yi said.  

Yan Hang laughed for a good while before stopping, and when he looked at him again, his expression had become somewhat serious.  

"Not really a kid anymore," Yan Hang looked at him, reaching out to touch his lips lightly, "at least now...I can't quite see you as a kid anymore."