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Drawer, get medicine.

He split his legs to go to the bathroom and laboriously applied the medicine to himself, and couldn't help but gasp a few breaths.

I wonder if the athlete is really awesome.

Especially champion athletes.

When he went back to bed he couldn't sleep,

When was doing it before, thought of a melody and some words.

Before he forgets it, he wants to record it quickly.

He put on the earphones, went to bed again with Cen Si's tablet, kicked the domineering sleeper, causing Cen Si to turn over.

Otherwise, I have no place to lie down.

Continue to lie on the stomach with difficulty.

Hold your upper body up.

Jiang Shiye used to simply pull through the audio tracks on GarageBand on the ipad first, hesitated for a while when creating a new file name, and typed the word "simply".

Cen Si turned back again.

The hand stuck to Jiang Shiye's buttocks again, and rubbed it unconsciously twice.

"..." Jiang Shiye suddenly felt that this simple "sex" was quite obscene.

He held his breath.

Make songs with peace of mind.

For a moment he was immersed in it, until someone beside him gasped.

Cen Si rubbed his head and woke up suddenly.

His face was a little ugly, he closed his eyes and propped up his upper body, rubbing the back of his head.

Only then did he notice Jiang Shiye beside him.

"Why did you wake up?" He said softly, frowning, looking a little weak.

Jiang Shiye felt that his appearance was strange, so he took off the earphones: "I woke up from the pain. What's the matter with you?"

Cen Si smiled: "I woke up from the pain too."

You will hurt too?

where?

Jiang Shiye looked at him suspiciously.

Cen Si closed his eyes and replied, "My head hurts."

"What's wrong." Jiang Shiye touched his forehead with the back of his hand, "Did you catch a cold from the rain?"

Cen Si pressed his eyebrows: "I'm so weak?"

He is indeed not hot to the touch. Jiang Shiye analyzed: "I have been training for too long before, I was too stressed and tired, and I was a little bit overwhelmed after the game."

"Maybe." Cen Si shrugged and adjusted his breathing.

Jiang Shiye took the tablet away and patted the pillow: "Let me press it for you."

"Okay." Cen Si immediately buried his head in Jiang Shiye's pillow, and then opened his eyes, "Then what should you do if your butt hurts?"

"...I'll press you on my stomach."

"That's right." Cen Si closed his eyes, "Then I'll massage your butt later."

"……Need not."

It is not convenient to massage while lying on your stomach.In the end, Jiang Shiye endured the pain and sat cross-legged on the bed with a pillow between his legs.

Cen Si rested his head there.

Jiang Shiye slowly pressed his eyebrows, and then moved to his temples.

He was professional and skilled, and Cen Si breathed out comfortably.

With his eyes closed, he raised his hand and poked Jiang Shiye's chin accurately: "I have found your position. When you go to Paris, you will be my accompanying masseur."

Jiang Shiye smiled: "Okay."

after awhile.

"Does it still hurt?"

"Huh?" Cen Si made a nasal sound, he was almost falling asleep, and replied vaguely, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

He raised his hand to hold Jiang Shiye's hand, and he didn't know how to pull it. It was as light as pulling a curtain, but Jiang Shiye was directly pulled down on the bed by him. The two lay facing each other like Tai Chi symbols, facing each other.Face.

Cen Si looked at him, gently hooked the scar at the end of the eye, stroke by stroke, and whispered like a primary school student learning Mandarin for the first time: "Jiang Shi-ye."

The person whose name was called trembled and felt a little shy.

Narrowing his eyes, he replied in a muffled voice:

"Um."

"Jiang Shiye."

"Um."

Cen Si was addicted, and repeated the machine: "Jiang Shiye."

"...Stop barking."

"You call me."

"...Don't bark." Jiang Zhiye turned his head away.

"It's not Dou Di Zhu, why isn't it called?"

"..."

"You call me by my name, why don't you like to call me by my name."

Jiang Shiye told him the truth: "Your name doesn't sound good."

Cen Si frowned: "It doesn't sound good."

"It's all flat-tongue, and it's hard to pronounce."

"Then my name is Cen Shi, isn't it more ugly? Or my name is Cen Shi, Jiang Shiye's knowledge, wantonness is evilness, knowledge is knowledge, knowledge levelness is knowledge levelness, wanton knowledge is evilness..."

"Okay, isn't your tongue tired?" Jiang Shiye smiled.

"Sisi's tongue is always powerful, do you want to try Shishi?"

"..." This man is fucking crazy.

Jiang Shiye blocked Cen Si's face with his palm: "Are you an idiot?"

Cen Si immediately licked it: "But I'm so happy today."

"Yeah." Jiang Shiye was also happy, "You are the world champion."

"It's not just because of this. Anyway, today is probably the second happiest time in my life."

"When was the first time you were happy?"

"The first joy is saved until the Paris Olympics to win the championship. The Olympics and the World Championships are still different." Cen Si rolled in the same direction as a clock, and finally lay down in the same direction as Jiang Shiye.

He wrapped his arms around his waist and said, "That day I came out publicly and told the whole world that I have a boyfriend named Jiang Shiye. Do you think it's better for me to say it at the end of the competition or during the awards ceremony?"

Jiang Shiye shrank his head in shame, like an ostrich, and buried it in Cen Si's chest.

"If you say it at the end of the game, I will hand you the fencing, and if you say it at the award ceremony, I will wear the gold medal to you. Which one do you want?"

"..." All of them made Jiang Shiye terrified.

Obviously it sounds so far away, so outrageous.

But he felt close at hand, so real.

After all, Cen Si can do what others cannot.

This has nothing to do with his proud talent and high-profile personality, but because he has one of his greatest strengths.

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