Don’t Talk To Me!

There is a big temperature difference on the mountain, and the temperature drops a lot after one night.

Lao He took the students to clean up the things, and generously took out the cable car tickets that had been collected for many years, so that everyone no longer helped each other to shake and move.

The lights began to light up at the bottom of the mountain, and the cable car went down slowly and slowly. The warm yellow light reflected in the dark blue sky, and the scenery looked like a deep-colored oil painting.

Before the Sports Committee was ambitious to play the jumping machine, at this time, the legs of the cable car were shaking, and they grabbed the handrails and turned back.

Everyone has something to fear, and those who dare to climb mountains do not necessarily dare to take the ropeway. Before the Sports Committee dared to stand on the edge of the stone and shouted to the mountains, this time, the Life Committee took the arm and dragged it directly into the cable car.

As usual, Yu Sheng pressed the battlefield, carrying a bag of bits and pieces, and took a last trip with Jin Linkun.

The wind in the evening is a little bit cold, and the wind blows over the side of the face, the mountain fog gradually thickens, bringing out a bit of cold tide.

By this time, the lively vocals were really quiet.

Jin Linkun sat on the cable car for a while, put his hands in his pockets, and touched the truthful adventure card that his squad leader stole before he went down the mountain.

Their children actually took him to the public in front of the class.

Lao He seemed to have little lethality with a smile, but he was actually a character of the level of a monk. It was not surprising to see that he had seen it.

But the class 7 students accepted the new settings so smoothly. No one had any special reaction because of this matter. The coax was not as good as I heard that Lao He had pulled out the director of the education department when he was young. Gossip is lively.

To the extent that he was not too responsive at first, did they directly confess in such a small range, simply and rudely.

Until down the mountain.

Taking advantage of Yu Sheng's return of pots and hot water bottles, the squad leader walked quietly to his side, and encouraged the courage to "kun, kun brother."

Jin Linkun was almost never called like this, and it took a while to realize that he was calling himself.

The monitor of their class was inexplicably solemn, and he adjusted his clothes. He whispered to the school committee for a long time, and finally took a deep breath, and stuffed him with a bag of seeds, peanuts, and beef jerky.

A group of classmates who are not very good students in the traditional sense, carrying their handles in their class, and putting together the rest of the delicious food for the confession, directly from the ears to the root of the neck. "You and our brother Sheng are good ."

Lao He sat on the side to look at the scenery, glanced over his head, and turned back with a smile on his face.

The mess at home is too annoying, and Yu Sheng's existence of his parents is basically negligible. Jin Linkun took the bag of snacks, and later realized that somehow he was born and brought home by his boyfriend to meet a parent and saw the idea of ​​a large group of family members.

Then I heard their squad leader babble and continue to say, "Sen brother, Sheng brother is very good, that is, occasionally you may be beaten, if you are fine, let him beat him."

Jin Linkun ""

Yu Sheng turned his head and shook his hand in front of his eyes. "What do you think?"

Jin Linkun said that he was thinking that your classmates deserved to be her maiden family, and she made a whisper to her mouth.

His eyes fell on Sheng, pulling up the zipper of the neckline for him, pressing the messy thoughts to be "cold"

"It's not cold." Yu Sheng shook his head. "They just don't like learning very much, everyone is very good."

Learning is just a general selection method, but it can never be the sole criterion for judging.

It was a little closer, and the boy's jaw lightly rubbed the back of his hand on the neckline, leaving a faint temperature.

Jin Linkun didn't want to move his hand, stopped for a while, and the whole person moved quietly to Yu Sheng a little bit, and took his shoulder for a "rest"

Yu Sheng leaned back by "little action, carefully resonating with the sports committee."

"" Jin Linkun couldn't hold back, and buried in his collar and smiled for a long time.

Yu Sheng leaned on Jin Linkun's shoulders, blowing a little cool mountain breeze, closing his eyes.

They are not the same as ordinary premature love. They may not be so easily accepted by everyone, nor do they simply return the relationship by saying "This is my object".

He could probably guess what Jin Linkun was thinking, but he really didn't think there was anything to hide about it

Probably because the Third Middle School was not originally a school with strict academic style and strict discipline. In addition, the way the old He took the class was particularly unusual. The seven class people were very receptive to anything, and they were particularly loyal.

It may also be that he is too convinced that even if this group of people are really afraid of him, they will stand upright when they see him, and immediately take out their English books and read them aloud. They will certainly stand with him under any circumstances.

Originally, because of the phrase "good friend", most things have become extremely simple.

For a long time, even if this group of people who pursued freedom and indulgence were energetic again, they began to doze one or two on the way to the hotel.

The collective hotel can also be discounted. Lao He helped the group of troubled children to open the room and go to bed one by one. Yu Sheng helped a few class committees with weak legs for various reasons to carry things up. Jin Linkun originally wanted to follow him, and was stopped by Lao He to "wait a minute"

The things about Yu Sheng's family were not spoken, and Lao He was the only one among them who knew.

Lao He looked at him, smiled for a while, and waved his hand to signal him to chase after Sheng. "Alright, go."

I didn't say anything redundant.

Affected by the inexplicable natural atmosphere of Class 7, Jin Linkun always felt that he should do something.

Yu Sheng finished sending things upstairs, saw him sitting on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, and glanced at "What are you doing."

Jin Linkun was a little depressed and handed him the phone "Why"

Yu Sheng took a look.

This man actually took his lessons seriously and sent messages to the summer camp friends.

Ding Zhengjiao's reaction is as good as before. You are stolen again.

Xia Junhua, you guys are getting together, so come remind us again

Cen Ruikun, so you really thought that in our eyes, the two of you simply lived in a dormitory, then played a piano, and finally slept in a bed. The relationship between pure tutor and tutoring students was also brushed three times when watching movies together.

Kong Jiahe, I know, student Jin, go back and flip through your TV cabinet. There is a pair of porcelain dolls from me.

Liang Yifan.

Jin Linkun didn't understand "what does he mean"

""

Yu Sheng's fist was a little itchy, and inexplicably wanted to laugh. In the end, he couldn't help but raised his mouth. "It means giving you a word for your own experience."

Jin Linkun is obviously not someone who can experience it by himself. He was depressed for a while, and wanted to emphasize again the formality of his behavior today. The mobile phone has been taken by Yu Sheng and was thrown aside.

"Don't look at the phone."

Yu Sheng wears a thick coat, the air conditioner in the room is warm, and he unzips it.

The teenager's fingers were clean and slender, pinching the zipper and pulling down to reveal the loose short sleeves inside. The neckline is a bit low, and the bright outline of the collarbone comes out of the neckline.

"Look what?" Yu Shengshun put his coat on the chair and shook his hand in front of his eyes. "Come and accompany me to make rolls."

Jin Linkun ""

He felt that this sentence and this action did not seem to match the final development.

Yu Sheng apparently didn't feel that there was anything wrong with it. He pulled out the sets of rolls from his schoolbag, turned on the work light by the table, and pulled off the stool to sit down.

Ordinary small hotels have all the necessary facilities, and they are clean and tidy, but the space is not too spacious after all. There is not much space between the desk and the bed, and only a wooden square stool can be placed.

The sound insulation is quite good, a group of people fighting down the landlord downstairs, can not hear any sound.

Jin Linkun didn't even squeeze in the past, sitting directly on the bed, holding the table edge to read questions with him.

A set of rolls turned to the back, and the phone on the side suddenly rang.

It is estimated that what is the text message to promote the course, Jin Linkun is not ready to read it, but Yu Sheng has already picked it up. "Look, don't make a mistake."

Jin Linkun looked at the screen with his hand.

It was actually a message from his parents.

The two fathers and mothers, who lived happily, lived in the middle of the mountain, and suddenly remembered that a son seemed to be nearing his birthday, so he temporarily bought a ticket and decided to come back and see him.

Jin Linkun was already accustomed to his own parents' self-contained style, dumb moment, holding the phone to take over, "It's alright, I tell them"

The birthday is still with my boyfriend. His parents come back to see him, it is estimated that he really wants to look at him, and then continue their happy world of two people.

They don’t have to pay for it. Their family members always get together by destiny. The link like this is actually optional.

He didn't take it seriously and asked for a text message, but Yu Sheng was very serious, frowned and pressed his hand to "say"

Jin Linkun smiled and teased him halfway "I don't need to let them come back, I've been with you"

Halfway through the conversation, he realized that Yu Sheng was not chatting with him.

The child pressed his hand and obviously didn't think he should miss this opportunity to get along with his family. The eyebrows were so tight that he couldn't worry about it.

""Jin Linkun briefly used the telepathy of two people for a while, and touched his hair. "Friend, let me explain first. I went to your house before because I was really annoying, so my parents bombarded me Out"

Yu Sheng's gaze was obviously full of suspicion.

Jin Linkun opened his mouth and suddenly felt that it seemed a bit tricky to explain

In their family, it's just that the parents' feelings are better, so good that he was accidentally brought out. The IQ and EQ of the Jin family are in the same line. Of course, Mr. Jin and Ms. Li may indeed be annoying him, but it is not the kind of annoyance that will blow him out of the family.

Of course, he was indeed bombed out of the house.

Jin Linkun lay on Sheng’s shoulders for a while, and even could not help but start to self-doubt “so maybe they are too annoying me”

Yi Sheng knew him well and didn’t find it difficult to come up with this situation. He took the idea seriously for him. “Go home and stay for two days. If you don’t need me to cook for you, you say you did it. Yes, they should be happy."

Jin Linkun felt that Mr. Jin and Ms. Li did not dare to eat the food he cooked, and when he spoke to his mouth, he suddenly swallowed back.

The idea of ​​"seeing parents" was a little vague before, and quietly came out of the gap between thoughts.

The children will undoubtedly not happily follow him to see their parents.

But if you put a piece of sugar by the pit, the child might not be able to pass it, and then he was hugged and covered with clothes, and quietly hugged into the pit.

Jin Linkun coughed and put down a little unorthodox thought for a while, "OK, to discuss."

Yu Sheng felt that this was a very important thing. He touched his mobile phone and added a reminder to his schedule two days before his birthday.

The matter was settled, the two put down their phones and returned to the set of papers in their hands.

"I told you earlier, high school can't use affine and hard solutions, wait until graduation."

Yu Sheng said that he was doing papers, but in fact he was still a step in the process of sweeping him. Looking at the process of being so concise on the roll that it was almost impossible to find a scoring point, I couldn't help but draw two forks "Your teacher didn't say you"

Jin Linkun coughed lightly, "Say, I remember to change."

There are strict requirements from Yu Shengbi's teacher. He usually has the rules to do the questions. He will also pay due attention to protecting the innocent students' hearts from too much harm.

If he wasn’t in a hurry, he would usually try his best to write down the steps he remembered.

The question itself was not too difficult. Yu Sheng read one set and told him about the points. He took the remaining two sets and covered it with a simple answer.

The stool has no backrest, so it is inevitable to sit uncomfortably. Yu Sheng wrote a few questions and noticed that a familiar temperature was posted from the back, "Go to the bath, not tired"

"Not tired." Jin Linkun stretched his arms across his chest, grabbing back, "Look for a while."

The pen in Yu Sheng's hand turned twice, still following his strength, leaning back against Jin Linkun's chest.

Yu Sheng brushed the questions today a little slower than usual. He took the scratch paper and wrote to him the detailed process. His left hand sharply held down the hand that touched his waist.

""Jin Linkun originally just wanted to try the action first, so he pressed it directly on the smooth muscles of his boyfriend's waist and abdomen.

The temperature of Yu Sheng's body was a little cooler than his palm. The muscle lines of the teenager were not too clear, but they were extremely smooth and beautiful.

Especially this approximate hug pose.

Jin Linkun took a light breath, adjusted his posture without trace, and moved back "You write first, I will take a shower"

He stood a little distracted, unaware of the strength of his hand, Yu Sheng was nuggeted, and sat back on the bed again.

Yu Sheng dropped the pen "Forget it, don't write."

He originally intended to finish the questions he should do, and settle down to learn to drive and learn to drive.

I couldn’t write it at all

It was on the mountain today that when I heard the sports committee wooing the people I like, I couldn't resist answering the thought that was born when I was "beautiful", still entrenched in my chest.

I don’t know when it will start. The thought buried in my heart is especially clear. I look up one layer at a time. I can’t ignore it every day.

Want to bring him back, let this group of people see, let Duan Lei, the head of the old He sports team, they all know that this is the person.

I like this person.

That's it, it won't change.

"Brother." Yu Sheng opened his mouth and wanted to say a few words to him to remind him that their affairs might be so settled with him.

It felt like it was unnecessary to say anything.

Jin Linkun was sitting on the bed by him, and his posture was a little difficult to control. The two of them twisted and twisted on the bed like this, and no one moved.

Yu Sheng grabbed his hand, moved his fingers, squeezed through his fingers, trying to hold the whole hand, and suddenly he was backhanded by a stronger force.

"Wait a moment." Yu Sheng raised his arm to withstand his chest. "First take a shower."

Normally it’s okay to go to class in school. Today, this group of people have been crazy playing outside for so long, even if they don’t sweat much, they are blown by the mountain breeze all day.

Yu Sheng was ignoring him, and he still wanted to wash the two of them together, saving time, but the person he was holding had already smiled helplessly, spreading his arms around his head and rubbing his head. This kid."

In Yu Sheng's stunned effort, Jin Linkun's shoulders had been tilted over.

He didn't do anything, hugged Yu Sheng in his arms, his lips stuck to his temples, "just want to hug you well."

Yu Sheng almost didn't hold back, raised his hand to half, and was about to throw this man who had to make such a big movement into the bathroom, and met Jin Linkun's eyes, but the movement was unconsciously paused.

The light in those eyes was extremely serious, warm and deep, and there was no point in making any jokes with him.

Jin Linkun grabbed Yu Sheng into his arms, letting him lean on his shoulders, palm his hand, and slowly rubbed his neck.

It has nothing to do with it, just think about it and hug it for a while.

Until now, he couldn't resist the person touching his head and rubbing his neck. Yu Sheng lay on his shoulders, closed his eyes for a while, and pulled his clothes. "Brother."

Jin Linkun bowed his head "What's wrong"

"No." Yu Sheng is very concise. "Just remind you, you will fall asleep if you rub it again."

Jin Linkun ""

The tutor who wanted to hold someone for a while took the make-up pupils out of bed and went into the bathroom together.

Last time, there was some wine and courage. This time, the two were sober one by one. Yu Sheng was not particularly able to find the feel of the steering wheel.

Jin Linkun had originally thought about whether it would be easier for the children to get started when they were nervous. They practiced the two-day grappling seriously, not asking for anything else, at least to ensure that they were not thrown too far in various accidents.

It turned out that I was completely wrong.

Yu Sheng was a bit immobile when he was particularly nervous.

Of course, the momentum is still there. The eyebrows and lip corners of the teenager are stiff and stretched. Only the light in the eyes seems to be wetted by the steam in the bathroom. It is pure and clear, and it is black as if washed with clean water.

I didn't know how to hide. I put a tile on my back and looked up at him slightly.

I couldn't see at all that it was the person who pressed him to the corner and offered to ask the second subject.

"Cool." Jin Linkun's chest was so soft that his voice softened completely, and he put a hand on his back. "It's okay, the difference is not that big."

Yu Sheng looked up "not big"

Jin Linkun opened his mouth, feeling that he was not convinced, cleared his throat, first took a bath towel to wrap the whole person, and wiped his hair.

Taking a shower didn't alleviate the situation. The bathroom in the hotel was smaller than at home. The crowd of two boys basically reached the peak of working as a bathroom.

A space that can be encountered as soon as you turn around, and wherever you rub it gently, you can pick up a burning scald.

Yu Sheng, wearing a bath towel, couldn't help but want to measure Jin Linkun's heartbeat.

"Faster than you, really."

Jin Linkun's breath was also a little unstable, guessing what he wanted to do, and finally wiped off the water that was visible on his hair. "It's not like we can't talk fast."

Yu Sheng was scratching his hair with a towel, but he didn't hold back and laughed.

The two helped each other for a long time, and finally almost dried up the water.

Jin Linkun spread the bath towels out to dry, held Yu Sheng's wrist, and led the person to the side.

He had long heard that he was easily injured the first time he was careless and read a lot of information. Even his papers were sorted out by 1 g.

But when the chapter is up, the information in my mind is not so serious.

The boy's body is a bit thin, but it is not weak at all, nor is it thin, and the smooth and beautiful muscle lines are stiff with unusually strong strength.

Jin Linkun turned the man around and tried to kiss him.

A fine, raindrop-like kiss, or more appropriate, is more suitable, down the corner of the eyebrows, covering the nose and lips.

The venue did not know when it was changed from the bathroom to the bed. Yu Sheng held Jin Linkun's wrist, raised his shoulders slightly, and rubbed his lips against Jin Linkun's slightly hot skin "Brother."

I don't know what to do with him at this time, or maybe I just want to call him with nothing and nothing.

Jin Linkun seemed to be a little clearer than him, his eyes bent slightly, and he bowed his head and kissed "I am."

It hurts a lot. It's more of a feeling that I can't say clearly. Like an electric current crackling in the body, a hot flame burned all the way along the spine and poured into my mind.

Yu Sheng's memory is not the same as other people's. The other side of the clarity is that there is never a way to autonomously control the emergence of pictures and thoughts. Although it will not affect life, his brain is always full.

He has become accustomed to keeping the clearest of countless thoughts, and has also adapted to the pressure and interference of full-load operation all the year round.

But for a brief moment, there was only a pure blank in his mind.

The first time I touched the edge of lightness, the unsteady uneasiness that followed the surge was uncontrollable. Yu Sheng's throat overflowed unconsciously and made his shoulders stretched uncomfortably.

The familiar force came from the palm of your hand.

Jin Linkun held his hand and circled him on his chest and shoulders "Don't be afraid."

Yu Sheng raised his head slightly, his usual cold eyebrows showed a little blank trance, and instinctively looked into his eyes.

Then he found it.

The soft black light shone down, reflecting the light.

Like the starry sky he saw on his birthday

I don't know why, the teenager in his arms suddenly relaxed and the tight body was released again.

Jin Linkun wanted him to relax for a while, kissed him and wanted to stop, but Yu Sheng held his wrist tightly.

The clean breath and gentle warmth are mixed, and the children's tiger teeth are a little sharp, and the extremely green force hits people slightly.

Jin Linkun tightened his arms and hugged him into his arms.

Yu Sheng groaned, buried his face in his arms, and closed his eyes.

I don't know if it hurts or what other stimuli, white light completely drowned out all the images in my mind, leaving only this person.

The breath and temperature completely belong to this person, especially clear.