The next morning, Qiao Wen was sitting on the bed, listening to the busy sound of getting up early in the alley outside the window, while looking at the person beside him who was still asleep.
His face was still wistful, a pair of beautiful eyebrows, slightly furrowed, he looked contemplative.
After Chen Canan went to the toilet last night, he fell asleep so quickly that he didn’t know when the other party came back. It felt like a long time had passed. Of course, this is not important. What is important is that if he was right, this guy seemed to kiss him on the lips when he slept in a daze last night.
The two children have been intimate since they were young, and he has been wearing it for half a year, and the two have remained the same. When he was so close that he would even hug him unconsciously after falling asleep, Chen Jianan would occasionally kiss him on his forehead when he was happy. But this is pure intimacy without any distracting thoughts.
He also wanted to persuade himself that the soft kiss that fell on his lips last night while half-dreaming and half-awake was no different from these intimacy.
But he is not an inexperienced kid, he understands the subtle differences. Especially when he carefully recalled Chen Canan’s behavior during this period of time, what he didn’t care about at the time, and now looking back, it seems that it is indeed a bit unusual.
For example, not long after this guy came back from Vietnam, he rarely came down to rub his bed.
Another example is that he occasionally rubbed the bed with his back facing himself. Compared with the previous time he used his four hoofs and used to entangle himself, it was a world of difference.
Also, he had vows inexplicably before several times that he would never bully himself.
Qiao Wen rubbed his forehead with a headache. The more he thought about it, the more clues he found. It’s better to know nothing. In fact, regardless of the influence of the original memory, he has always known that he also likes Chen Canan. As for what kind of like this kind of like is, he has not thought about it, and does not think it is important.
But if you must choose someone to spend your life together in this different world, Chen Canan is undoubtedly the only candidate.
Questions that he hadn’t thought about before, now that he knows what Chen Jianan thinks of him, he has to start thinking about it.
In any case, being loved is worthy of joy, just like knowing Lin Nan’s feelings for him before, he has always been grateful.
But the question is, who is Chen Canan’s love?
Is it the Qiao Wen who grew up with him, or the one who occupies this skin?
If he knew that Qiao Wen, who had been protected by him for more than ten years, had long since disappeared in this world and was replaced by another person, what would he think?
Qiao Wen has always been calm and calm, even when his life hangs for a moment, he can still maintain rational thinking. However, at this moment, he encountered a judgment and confusion that he could not make for the first time in his two lifetimes.
He sighed sadly.
Just as he sighed, Chen Jianan slowly woke up, opened his eyes, and saw Qiao Wen staring into his eyes, without knowing what he thought, suddenly he sat up like a guilty conscience, and quickly moved out a little bit. , The whole person almost fell out of bed.
“Beware!” Qiao Wen grabbed him in time.
Chen Jianan steadied his body, cleared his throat, trying to cover it up, “Why don’t you call me when you wake up?”
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