The next morning, the moment Tang Yifeng opened his eyes in a daze, he was suddenly startled by the enlarged face in front of him. Seeing that his lips were about to fall, Tang Yifeng shrank back in a conditioned reflex, only to bump his head against the head of the bed. He grinned in pain, but this time he was completely awake.

Han Zhiyuan grinned at someone's fire-breathing eyes with a grin.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't come in!" Tang Yifeng gritted his teeth, didn't he say last night that he wouldn't come in? So what was going on in the face of this bastard in front of him in the blink of an eye?

Han Zhiyuan saw that Tang Xiaopenyou's complexion was much better than last night, his body that had been slumped straightened up, and then he stood by the bed with his arms crossed and smilingly said, "What are you thinking? I just want to wake you up to eat. Just breakfast."

Tang Yifeng's face darkened. Only then did he realize that Han Zhiyuan was indeed standing beside the bed in neat clothes. He turned his head unnaturally, and then said awkwardly, "Then why are you so close."

"I just want to get closer to you, can't I?" Han Zhiyuan laughed, this kid is cute when he's awkward, and then continued without waiting for his face, "Get up quickly, I'm ready for breakfast."

After Han Zhiyuan finished speaking, he didn't care anymore and went out of the room directly, but Tang Yifeng was awkward for a while, staring at someone's back and gnashing his teeth. People feel... suffocating.

The breakfast was actually very simple, just some fried eggs, sausages, milk or something. After washing up, Tang Yifeng looked at the simple home-style breakfast on the table in surprise. Seeing that he made it himself, he couldn't help but glance at Han Zhiyuan in surprise.

"What?" Han Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows at him, "Do you think I'm a rare family man?"

Tang Yifeng resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "You think too much."

"It sounds like you can do it." Han Zhiyuan said proudly.

Tang Yifeng: ......Sure enough, how could he be Han Zhiyuan's opponent?

Han Zhiyuan habitually said something to tease him, while quietly observing Tang Yifeng's expression. Apart from ignoring him completely, his expression was much better than that of Tang Yifeng, who was a little dejected last night. Sure enough, there are Stubborn people are so tough.

Sure enough, Tang Yifeng got up just after eating and looked like he was going to leave, but before leaving, he turned to Han Zhiyuan with a complicated look and said solemnly.

"Han Zhiyuan, thank you." No matter what your purpose is.

Han Zhiyuan smiled at him calmly, "Where are you going?"

Tang Yifeng frowned slightly, "You don't need to worry about this." But he didn't want to, Han Zhiyuan's next sentence stopped his steps, and his body stiffened unnaturally.

"Your studio was surrounded by reporters long ago, and the place where you live is also on the third floor and the third floor. Are you going to cast yourself in the net?"

Tang Yifeng turned his head to look at Han Zhiyuan in disbelief, "Why?" It was not a day or two for his studio to be surrounded, but why was his residence discovered by reporters?

Han Zhiyuan flipped out his phone and handed over to him the hot topic on Weibo today. In the next second, Tang Yifeng's eyes widened, stunned and unbelievable. Han Zhiyuan suddenly felt distressed and couldn't help getting up. He walked up to him, but what he said was cruel and unquestionable to Tang Yifeng.

"Weibo posted at 12 o'clock in the morning last night." Tang Yifeng's studio announced the dissolution.

"Impossible!" Tang Yifeng vetoed with a stern face. It's been so difficult in the past few years. He thought they were friends who shared weal and woe. He always thought that even if they didn't like their character, But at least they are like-minded musicians, how could they suddenly disband, and that was Tang Yifeng's studio, his own studio was disbanded, but he didn't know it? Just a joke!

However, Han Zhiyuan continued cruelly, "They...have signed Fengxin Entertainment, and the news is expected to break out in two days."

Tang Yifeng clenched his fists fiercely, the kind of damage caused by being betrayed by his closest friend is absolutely fatal. Han Zhiyuan saw that his whole body was stiff, and the expression on his face was even a bit terrifying, especially those stunned and shocked eyes, Han Zhiyuan couldn't help but reach out and wrap his shoulders. But he didn't want Tang Yifeng to suddenly take out his mobile phone from his bag like a madman, and then make a few random calls.

However, shutting down, making five calls in a row is shutting down or just hang up. At that moment, Han Zhiyuan clearly saw his eyes widen and his anger burst out, but the brilliance in his eyes dimmed little by little.

"Enough, don't call anymore," Han Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and grabbed his cell phone, then turned his body over to face him, and said earnestly, "If you're a man, you should be able to take it and let it go. Friends in need, don't worry about it."

"But why?" Tang Yifeng yelled at Han Zhiyuan, the unwillingness and anger in his eyes made Han Zhiyuan feel inexplicably distressed, "I want to ask them face to face!" Tang Yifeng turned around suddenly after speaking and rushed out regardless.

Han Zhiyuan hurriedly hugged him, "Calm down, calm down." But Tang Yifeng seemed to be completely inaudible, and pushed and refused like crazy. A man's strength, no matter how small, cannot be tolerated by ordinary people when he is angry. Han Zhiyuan simply tightened it, and completely imprisoned him in his arms.

"Calm down!" Han Zhiyuan couldn't help roaring. The next second, a heart-wrenching pain came from his shoulder. Tang Yifeng bit Han Zhiyuan's shoulder and held on to it.

Han Zhiyuan's hissing made the pain hit the stars, but he still gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to push him away, letting him bite the flesh on his shoulder like a puppy who wouldn't let go, and his palms even gently lightened. stroked his back.

After a long while, Han Zhiyuan felt that the mouth in his arms loosened and let go of his piece of flesh. When he turned his head, he saw two distinct rows of tooth marks on his shoulders, and a large piece of flesh protruding from the impression, which was probably The skin is thick and not bitten, but Tang Yifeng stared blankly at his masterpiece with reddish eyes.

Han Zhiyuan pressed the stiff Tang Yifeng back into his arms. At this time, Tang Yifeng was like a hedgehog with a thorn.

Han Zhiyuan gently stroked his back, "It's a big deal and start all over again."

Tang Yifeng didn't say a word, but pushed Han Zhiyuan away, then silently turned around and entered Han Zhiyuan's room, fell on the bed, and didn't move.

So, Han Zhiyuan started living together with Tang Xiaopen. The current Tang Yifeng is undoubtedly extremely low-hearted, and he is even a little self-sacrificing. Originally dressed in an orderly fashion and paying attention to his appearance, a layer of light gray appeared on his chin.

And what Han Zhiyuan has to do now is to get him back on his feet. During this process, Han Zhiyuan, as the only person who accompanied him and encouraged him when he was at the lowest point of his life and most helpless, will undoubtedly be of absolute importance to him in the future. Going far is crucial.

So, as always, he took care of him in every detail, from three meals to his emotions. Even if Han Zhiyuan had an event to leave, he would carefully prepare food for him, and he was really meticulous.

As for Tang Yifeng, apart from eating or sleeping, or playing games day and night, not to mention the messy reports about him on the Internet, he didn't even touch his most beloved music, and even had a feeling of resistance in his heart. It was as if he was completely cut off from this world.

As for Han Zhiyuan's care, he turned from resistance at the beginning to now awkwardness, and even gradually became dependent and became accustomed to it. Tang Yifeng felt that this change in his treatment of Han Zhiyuan was incredible even to him.

After all, Tang Yifeng was just a 23-year-old boy, and he was a boy who lacked love since childhood, and he gradually got used to Han Zhiyuan.

Tang Yifeng felt that he didn't want to do anything now. However, Han Zhiyuan finally began to toss him. Until one day, Han Zhiyuan dragged him to the nursing home not far from the apartment, where there was a small sports field, and dragged him for a run.

"I don't want to run, I'm sleepy." Tang Yifeng broke free from Han Zhiyuan's hand and glared at him with a look of resentment that he didn't wake up. Moreover, no matter how much he ran in this cold weather, he would freeze to death.

Han Zhiyuan completely ignored his resentment, and only stared at Tang Yifeng who was wearing a sports suit.

Tang Yifeng raised his brows, "You are the pig!"

Han Zhiyuan shook his head in disapproval, and then said solemnly, "No, I'm a pig farmer."

"scoff~"

Tang Yifeng couldn't help laughing for some reason, and then turned his head awkwardly to one side. Han Zhiyuan saw that his ears were a little red, probably frozen, so he took out a scarf from his pocket and put it around him.

Tang Yifeng could clearly feel the scorching breath that Han Zhiyuan sprayed on his face, and how serious this face was at this moment. His heart was inexplicably moved, and he raised his eyes slightly to meet Han Zhiyuan's drooping eyes.

Looking at each other, Tang Yifeng quickly looked away, only to feel that his heart was beating terribly.

"If you don't want to run, just stand here and wait for me," Han Zhiyuan tapped his forehead with a smile, Tang Yifeng was even more awkward now, jumped away like a frizz, and hid all the way, "It's all men, don't you hate it? Disgusting!" However, his face became inexplicably hot, especially with Han Zhiyuan's more and more intimate gestures recently, he was horrified to find that he was actually getting used to it.

Han Zhiyuan giggled, "What's disgusting? It's obviously very romantic."

Tang Yifeng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and glared at him, "In this cold day, isn't it more painful to stand?" Then he took the lead and trotted.

Han Zhiyuan looked at his back with a smile, and then quickly chased after him, jogging alongside him on the piercing burgundy track.

In the early morning, the cold wind was so cold that people shivered. This is a remote place in the nursing home, and few people come here on weekdays, not to mention the cold winter morning, so on this cold morning, accompanied by the biting cold wind, Han Zhiyuan and Tang Yifeng were just jogging on the wet track.

Soon, the shivering body began to heat up slowly. Han Zhiyuan watched the white mist exhaled by the two intertwined. For a moment, he was a little dazed, and suddenly he was not sure that he was deliberately calculating this person. Is it to revenge the Demon King to verify his conjecture, or to have other thoughts about this person.

But at this moment, he is sure that he is really moved, just like he did to Feng Yu in Jiutian Continent, and this person, he may be the demon king who has lost his memory, so he...

Han Zhiyuan suddenly smiled and shook his head, Tang Yifeng gave him a somewhat inexplicable look.

Having said that, since he moved to Han Zhiyuan's place, Han Zhiyuan has never done anything excessive, or mentioned words like liking other than teasing him from time to time, but the more this is the case, the more Tang Yifeng cares. His previous words. Because now Han Zhiyuan seems to be proving the truth of his words all the time, thinking about it, Tang Yifeng is inexplicably agitated.

"Woo~" Han Zhiyuan suddenly let out a soft whimper and stopped.

Tang Yifeng saw Han Zhiyuan stretched out his hand to cover his upper abdomen with a painful look on his face, and suddenly blurted out in his heart, "What's wrong with you?"

Han Zhiyuan only felt a sudden cramp in his stomach, and the pain made him feel like he was about to faint for a moment, but it was only for a while, and then it was just a dull pain. He waved at him, "It's okay, my stomach hurts."

"You have a stomachache and you're still running in the cold." Tang Yifeng glared at him, and almost instantly remembered that this person had fainted due to acute gastroenteritis before, with some blame in his eyes, and even a little worried unconsciously.

"It's alright, it's just a stomachache, just go back and take some medicine." Han Zhiyuan saw that there was some worry between his brows, and suddenly felt that this stomachache was really time.

Tang Yifeng didn't speak any more, only left two words, "Go back!" Then he turned his head and walked back.

Han Zhiyuan's face was contorted in pain, but he couldn't help but grinned, "I said you can't wait for me?"

The man in front listened to it rather slowly, but Han Zhiyuan laughed for a while, "I have good news to tell you, about your new album, don't you want to listen?"

Tang Yifeng stopped abruptly, turned his head to look at Han Zhiyuan in disbelief, "What did you say?"