(103) You pervert!

  Song Min: "......"

  Song Min followed Wen Yan's line of sight downwards, reacted for two seconds, and hurriedly covered his own chest with both hands, kicking Wen Yan with his foot.

  Wen Yan quickly grabbed Song Min's foot with a swift motion, holding it as if it were an ice cube. It was very cold. Wen Yan slightly furrowed his brow, "Why is your foot so cold?"

  "It's always been like this." Song Min flew back his own feet and sat cross-legged.

  Wen Yan only knew that Song Min's hands were cold in winter, but she didn't expect her feet to be the same, and she was actually so cold that she had reached this point. It seems that she needs to take good care of herself.

  "What did you say I should wear to the wedding?" Song Min bit her fingernail and tilted her head, racking her brains for half a day without knowing what to wear. Would formal attire be too grand? Would her usual clothes embarrass Wen Yan?

  "It doesn't matter what you wear."

  "But I also can't let you lose face." Song Min yawned and stared at Wen Yan with his big, bright eyes, his eyes misty with sleep.

  "It's not embarrassing, after all..." Wen Yan's heart stirred in a certain corner, something was about to overflow, he rubbed Song Min's hair, "We're young."

  Pfft...

  Song Min couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  After all, we're young...

  Is it really okay for Wen Yan to say such serious words? Is it really okay for those classmates to speak ill of themselves like that?

  "Are you that happy?" Wen Yan lowered his head, leaned in close to Song Min, and spoke with a warm breath that landed on Song Min's face.

  Song Min's face turned hot, and he buried his head in Wen Yan's chest, tightly hugging Wen Yan's waist.

  At dinner time, Song Min mentioned to his parents about accompanying Wen Yan to attend a wedding.

  Song's mother paused with her chopsticks and looked up at Song Min: "When?"

  "Next week..." Song Min was stared at by her mother until she felt embarrassed and a little guilty, but she hadn't lied...

  Song's mother responded with an "oh" and continued to serve the dishes, reminding Song Min: "Make sure to dress yourself up properly, don't embarrass Wen Yan."

  "Hmm..."

  "Where do you live?" Mr. Song grasped the key issue at once, his eyes gleaming with intensity as he and Mrs. Song gazed sternly at Song Min.

  It seems like Mom and Dad have misunderstood something again...

  Song Min's hand shook slightly, and the dish slipped back onto the plate. Song Min silently withdrew his empty chopsticks, "Hotel..."

  "Hmm." Dad Song silently ate two mouthfuls of rice and finally said: "Be mindful of your boundaries."

  "Cough..." Song Min choked on a mouthful of food and swallowed several times before finally getting it down, "Hmm..."

  Song Min was speechless, and it was simply impossible to argue with them. They would definitely book two rooms, wouldn't they? Why do grown-ups' minds always have such... dirty thoughts...

  "Sister, eat a bit more." Song Hao was very considerate and put the dishes that Song Min hadn't picked up earlier into her bowl. He smiled with deep meaning and schadenfreude.

  Song Min: "......"

  Song Min glanced at Song Hao, lowered her head and ate quietly. If Song Hao would put away the smile of schadenfreude on his face, perhaps Song Min would think he was helping her out of a difficult situation.

  After dinner, Song Dad and Song Mom went out for a stroll. Song Min took advantage of Song Hao doing his homework to knock on the door of Wen Yan's house.

  "Have you eaten?"

  "Hmm." Song Min changed into slippers and hugged Wen Yan's arm, looking up at Wen Yan's smooth face like jade, "I told Dad and Mom that I'm going to accompany you to the wedding."

  "Then?"

  "My dad said we should be mindful of our boundaries." Song Min looked like he had swallowed a fly, "So how many rooms did you book exactly?"

  "One." Wen Yan said calmly without changing his expression.

  Song Min stared at Wen Yan in disbelief and shouted: "Why!!!!!"

  "Are you sure you dare to live alone?"

  It seems like... I dare not...

  Song Min pouted, but she had always been misunderstood by her parents and felt very stifled.

  "Why don't we just go along with their misunderstanding and see what happens? I don't mind."

  "I mind!" Song Min let go of his arm around Wen Yan's waist, took a step back with his chest, and shrunk tightly against the door.

  Wen Yan took a step forward, his hand on the door frame, looking down at Song Min, "What are you afraid of? I'm not going to eat you."

  Song Min: "......"

  "Don't worry, I won't touch you until we get married."

  Song Min let out a sigh of relief.

  "But if you seduce me and I lose control, that's a different story."

  Song Min suddenly squatted down and sat on the ground with his legs crossed, sighing: "Wen Yan, you're too shameless."

  "You're overpraising."

  Song Min's old blood was stuck in his throat, and Wen Yan's face was really thick. She and he were not on the same level, which was very sad.

  "Alright, I won't tease you anymore." Wen Yan's smile faded as she grabbed Song Min's arm and pulled her up from the ground, scolding her, "I've told you so many times not to sit on the floor, but you never listen. The floor is very cold, do you know that?"

  As she spoke, Wen Yan slapped Song Min's buttocks like a disobedient child, not hard, but the sound was clear and crisp.

  With a "bang", Song Min's body stiffened and his face turned bright red in an instant.

  "Pervert! You pervert!!!" Song Min pushed away Wen Yan, this pervert actually slapped her butt, even her dad had never slapped her butt!!!

  "Not listening is just asking for a lesson, isn't it?" Wen Yan said with a matter-of-fact expression.

  Song Min: "......"

  Song Min sat on the sofa, automatically keeping a distance from Wen Yan, as if he had foreseen his own miserable life in the future. What if one day they didn't see eye to eye and Wen Yan grabbed him and spanked him... That scene was also quite beautiful...

  "What are you thinking about?" Wen Yan moved over and wrapped his arms around Song Min's shoulders, pulling her into his own embrace. "From now on, be obedient, wash your hair as soon as you're done with your bath, don't sit on the floor, wear more clothes when it's cold outside, don't eat ice cream in winter, take care of yourself, and don't glare at people..."

  Don't stare at me like that...

  Before Song Min could protest, Wen Yan hugged her tightly, his chin resting on the top of her head, and sighed: "Alas, do you know how innocent you look when your eyes are wide open? I won't be able to hold back."

  Wenyan only comes back to L district during his days off.

  When Song Min couldn't revise his thesis anymore, he would write something else, and his days were also very uninteresting.

  It's not easy to finally get to attend the wedding.

  The wedding is on Saturday, and Wenyan bought a ticket for Friday afternoon.

  "I'm downstairs, come down." Wen Yan was in the car making a phone call to Song Min. Hearing Song Min's voice made him involuntarily curl up his lips. After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan thought for a moment and decided to go upstairs to pick up Song Min instead. Just hearing her voice made him miss her terribly.

  As soon as the unit door was opened, Song Min bounced out in front of Wen Yan, her ponytail swishing back and forth, looking youthful and lively.

  Just like when we first met.

  "You..." Warm words only said one word and stopped, remembering the scene of their first meeting, looking at Song Min, the corner of his mouth slowly hooked up, his eyes were full of starlight, twinkling, flickering non-stop.

  Seeing Wen Yan, Song Min's movements stiffened, and a smile emerged in her eyes. She rushed into Wen Yan's arms, "Just now it seemed like the first time we met, it was like déjà vu."

  "It's not possible." Wen Yan's voice was full of laughter and a hint of indulgence, as he hugged Song Min tightly, afraid she would fall.

  Before meeting Song Min, Wen Yan wasn't clear about what kind of girl he liked either. Anyway, among the girls he had met before, there was no one who could make his heart beat faster.

  When Wen Yan first met Song Min, he just thought it was great to be young. Later, Song Min's disregard and disdain for him made him feel defeated for the first time, so he kept trying to get Song Min's attention. After that, whenever he saw Song Min's wide eyes, his heart would soften completely.

  It's probably just liking someone then.

  It's okay, Song Min also likes him.

  Later on, as everyone can see, they got together.

  The rest of my life is so long, it's good to have her.

  (End of article)

  Let me nag for two sentences, the main text is finally finished, I'm so happy that I'm crying. In a strict sense, this is my first book, originally scheduled to be completed in August, but it was delayed until now, alas, maybe I'm just such a lazy person, so those who are willing to chase after my book are all true loves, love you guys, pen core.

  After the main story is finished, I will write some extras. Don't worry, everyone! However, since I've been updating sporadically, I might be locked in the "little black room" by my editor after National Day, sob... If it's been a while since the main story ended and you haven't seen me upload any extras, don't worry, little cuties! Wait for me to get out and I'll be back to normal again!

  "This story, 'Doctor', is the first time I've written so many words. The ending has deviated a lot from the original outline, and to be honest, I didn't know how it would end either. Originally, I wasn't confident in my writing skills, thinking that I would write something super bad and nobody would read it. But as I wrote on, I found out that, ah, people are actually reading my story! The comments from you little cuties were all about asking for updates, complaining that I'm writing too slowly. But I'm also desperate, I want to write more, but I'm just lazy, and after typing 3,000 words in a day, I feel like my task is complete and don't want to type another word."

  "This story, I wanted to write about that kind of warm and plain emotions. All the way through, there's no external resistance, it's just a smooth and natural development, which should be more in line with most people's views on love. After all, the clichés like 'beating the mandarin ducks' and 'exes coming back' have been overused. Of course, a thousand people have a thousand Hamlets, if you don't like my story, feel free to come and scold me, welcome!"

  "The Doctor" was originally called "Warm Words to Send You Off", I racked my brains for a long time, thinking hard until I came up with this name, but when it was signed, the editor unceremoniously rejected it and changed it to "The Next Door Doctor Loves to Tease People". At first, I felt so embarrassed, it didn't fit my elegant and refined style at all. Later on, I slowly got used to it and thought that the name "Doctor" was quite smooth-sounding hahaahahaaha, maybe I'm just cheap~~~~

  Looking back now, I realize that the characters in "The Doctor" are indeed too many, and many of the buried plot lines have not been continued. If I have time in the future, I will definitely revise it again. After completing "The Doctor", I should start a new book, but saying it's new is actually not new at all, as it was conceived a long, long time ago, and I even wrote tens of thousands of words before giving up due to academic pressure. Now that I've picked it up again, it seems like I have a lot of inspiration. Recently, while writing the extras, I will also stockpile more drafts, looking forward to meeting you all in the next story, love you guys~