Gan Lin

"It's okay..." I looked at him cautiously, "Why, I'm suddenly unhappy."

Ru Yuze looked at me deeply for a long while, then suddenly dropped the things in his hands, strode over, pressed my head and gave me a deep kiss.

Hot and humid, rough, with a hint of restlessness and exploration.

I was a little dazed by the sudden sensation, and was pushed to the corner in a daze, and then took off my coat.

"Wait, dirty."

The scorching breath fell on my neck, and I dodged impatiently, trying to find my reason.

"Not dirty."

I glanced at Ru Yuze who was washing the sheets with his back to me, and texted my dog-headed military division.

There was a scorn over there—you idiot, you are both a junior and a junior, I thought you deliberately wanted to make Ru Yuze jealous, so it turned out that I overestimated you.

envy?

Song Lan meant that Ru Yuze was jealous of me?

No, it's not me that he's jealous of, but...

I remembered the abnormal behavior I thought he would make when he went abroad with Bei Lexin. At that time, Ru Yuze told me that I was "jealous".

So, is he afraid like me at that time?

What jealousy, it's simply jealousy.

"why are you laughing?"

Ru Yuze straightened up and looked at me strangely.

I held his hand, spread out his palm, and rubbed the intertwined palm lines carefully.

"Laugh at you."

Say I'm an idiot, but I'm also the same.

In order to reward his kindness, I took the initiative to do some special things at night.

Looking at his satisfied expression, you will find that everything is worth it.

"What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing."

"You should say you're thinking of me."

"I miss you."

"Too perfunctory."

I leaned on Ru Yuze's body and pulled out a light blue leaflet from his hand.

"Short trip for two days and one night... Do you want to go out and have fun?"

He asked me back, "Do you want to?"

"Well," I thought for two seconds, "it's not bad."

He sighed: "It would be much more convenient if we were heterosexual couples."

"No," I said, "If I were a woman, it would be even worse if I had the front door and was forced to go through the back door every day."

After hearing what I said, Ru Yuze was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

I was inexplicably laughed at by him: "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," he turned his head and kissed the corner of my mouth, "I'm always happy when I'm with you."

"That has to be," I said proudly, "who doesn't like me."

He moved his body, turned around, hugged me into his arms, and stroked the back of my head with his palms.

"Thank you for your willingness to like me, charming little prince."

Warm breath brushed against my ears, and I rubbed against his cheek uncomfortably, hiding my blushing face.

"It's fine if you know it, why say it out, I'm sorry."

Neither of us was talking, enjoying the sweetness of the quiet afternoon.

After a long time, I turned my head and scratched my cheek.

"Are you going or not?"

He smiled lowly: "You didn't even fall asleep."

I muttered in dissatisfaction: "I'm not a pig."

Although he was a little sleepy, it was all because his arms were so comfortable.

Ru Yuze patted my shoulder and sat up.

"Where do you want to go?"

I crossed my legs and thought hard: "Where to go is not a problem, the problem is what we should bring."

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows.

"You think, there must be the most couples participating in this kind of event. Should we also buy two couple shirts, so as not to be outcompeted?" I said.

He shook his head: "Did you think it was a honeymoon trip?"

"Almost, aren't we in the period of passionate love?"

He looked at me and blinked.

"Are we in love?"

I covered his eyes with my hand and coughed twice.

"Don't discharge me suddenly."

The long eyelashes scratched my palm, making my heart itch.

Ru Yuze's thin lips curved nicely: "I listen to you."

My eyes fell on the lower half of his face, it was very strange, such a familiar face, the lines that I could draw with my eyes closed, now suddenly had a "sexy" charm.

So, tempted by him, I leaned over involuntarily and kissed the corners of the slightly raised lips.

Thank you for liking me.

I want to say the same to you.

I don't know if I asked Ru Yuze once, if he fell in love with me at first sight, or why he insisted on making friends with me in the first place despite all the arguments.

He said no.

I don't believe it, I think he is being shy.

"Really not," he nodded his head silently, "I saw your eyes, bright and clear, and thought, so there really are such children in the world who are cared for at home, and have never left home and experienced nothing. Through the storm."

Ru Yuze pinched my nose: "Such a person will treat others unreservedly."

"What," I said in a muffled voice, "So you plotted against me."

He smiled: "I have calculated more than that for you, you can spend the rest of your life slowly discovering."

I think I should be angry, but what is the sweetness coming to my heart!

Early on Saturday morning, he and I stood at the door of the cafeteria, ready to go.

"Failure."

From the corner of my eye, I saw men and women dragging their luggage in groups of three or four, exchanging with each other excitedly. Almost all of them were traveling in groups of friends, and few couples were seen.

Fortunately, I chose a battle uniform for a day. Losing an enemy is more frustrating than losing a battle.

"I told you earlier, it's not a honeymoon trip."

Ru Yuze combed my hair that was blown by the wind with her hands, and murmured, "It's grown again."

I thought he didn't know the benefits of longer hair.

After taking a shower, help the other person dry their wet hair, smooth out the messy hair after getting up, and a strand of hair that hangs from behind the ear inadvertently...

Anyway...

I solemnly announced: "I cut your hair with you before, but now you have to grow it with me."

He couldn't laugh or cry, he obviously felt that I was making trouble for no reason.

I am not in a hurry to explain, when he gets the benefits, he will naturally be grateful to me and worship my brilliance and martial arts.

I snorted twice proudly, looked at the slowly approaching tourist bus, and picked up the suitcase.

"Wait," he held my hand, "we're going to go to a lot of places, walk a lot, go over mountains..."

I interrupted him: "Are you writing poetry?"

He laughed: "I'm talking about us together..."

"Enough," I said, "that's enough."

Ru Yuze's lips moved slightly, and she looked at me with a smile in her eyes, and her dark pupils exuded a charming brilliance like I had seen countless times.

He whispered to me, "We're together."

"Together" is enough.

Just together.

He and I picked up our bags and walked towards our colorful future together.

The author has something to say:

I just wanted to write a story about being secretly in love.

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