moonlight

The house is very quiet, only the slight sound of the air conditioner surrounds the ears.

Yuan Hang stretched his legs, supported the bed, and stared at Lin Yue with deep eyes.

Lin Yue stood beside the bed, looking back at him as well.

But the heartbeat has been accelerating, and even a little difficult to breathe.

"Come closer." Yuan Hang said suddenly in silence, and raised his chin at him.

"What?" Lin Yue unconsciously clenched his hands around his legs.

"Can you help me see if my pants are torn?" Yuan Hang said.

"what?"

Lin Yue's eyes doubled.

Yuan Hang sat up straight and said seriously: "I just tore my pants."

Lin Yue couldn't describe his heart at this time, wandering between inexplicable, speechless and wanting to laugh.

"You fucking don't know how to read it yourself?" Lin Yue almost wanted to dig out Yuan Hang's brain to see what he was pretending, and never followed the routine.

"That..." Yuan Hang glanced at him awkwardly, and pointed to his buttocks, "It's on my buttocks, I can't see it."

"..."

Lin Yue took a deep breath.

I want to laugh, I want to laugh so much, but laughing now is a bit embarrassing.

And fucking want to beat him up.

Isn't this man shameless?

"Turn around!" Lin Yue gritted his teeth for the last time, and drew a circle in the air with his hand.

"Oh, good." Yuan Hang turned around obediently, moved very quickly, and immediately put his butt up on the bed.

Lin Yue impatiently lowered his head and leaned over, carefully checking whether the pants on Xia Yuanhang's buttocks were torn.

To be fair, this approaching posture is really indecent.

Quite perverted.

It seemed that he wanted to see the other person's ass so much that he had to lower his head to take a closer look.

"you--"

"咚咚-"

Just as Lin Yue was about to speak, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room.

The unexpected knock on the door made Lin Yue tremble.

He stood up abruptly, and slapped Yuan Hang's butt without thinking.

"Snapped--"

The sound was quite loud, and the slap resounded throughout the room.

Yuan Hang: ...

Lin Yue: ...

"Huh? Is Xiao Yuanyuan sleepy?" Yuan's father poked his head, looked at Yuan Hang lying on the bed, and asked.

"...No," Yuan Hang endured the pain from his buttocks, turned sideways with difficulty, propped his head and looked at his father, "What's the matter, Lao Yuan?"

"Are you going to sleep at home or here?" Yuan's father asked, "Tonight, your Uncle Lin and I are going to rub together all night."

"You old people are quite capable of tossing around," Yuan Hang Le said, "I have to ask Lin Yue if he would like to sleep with me."

Lin Yue stared at him with a wonderful expression.

No matter what the answer to this question is, it is very strange.

Yuan Hang looked at Lin Yue with the corner of his mouth curled up.

Lin Yue scratched his hair: "Whatever."

"Then I'll leave, I'll come out later to taste the fruit Auntie cut!" Yuan's father greeted with a smile, and closed the door.

Lin Yue stared at the door, and stood by the bed for a while.

"I'm going to take a shower." Lin Yue looked away, and quickly walked to the closet to get a change of clothes.

Yuan Hang propped his head and looked at him, but didn't speak.

He quickly opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.

His mind was in a mess, and the feeling of touching Yuan Hang's butt with his hand just now was still there.

If you don't evacuate quickly, you won't be able to breathe.

Lin Yue supported the wall with his hands, and the water flowed down his head.

He closed his eyes, the hot touch on his hand made him a little distracted.

He looked down at his lower body, just about to move.

too obvious.

It's just that he touched his butt, and his imagination was already running.

Once you have this kind of scene in your mind, all the pictures will come out.

Lin Yue clenched his hands into fists, turned off the hot water, and let the unexpected cold water drench him thoroughly.

The fire of desire gradually subsided, and my mind calmed down a lot.

Lin Yue came out of the bathroom and saw Yuan Hang coming out of the kitchen with a plate of fruit in his hand.

"Done the washing?" Yuan Hang stopped and raised the plate in his hand, "Come and eat the fruit."

"Oh." Lin Yue casually brushed his wet hair and walked over.

"You didn't blow your hair?" Yuan Hang glanced at him.

"I don't want to blow it." Lin Yue hung the towel on his head, walked to the dining table, picked up a piece of watermelon and took a bite.

Yuan Hang raised his eyebrows, walked over, pressed his head and rubbed it a few times.

"Hmm!" Lin Yue was gnawing on a watermelon when his head was shaken twice suddenly, and the corners of his mouth were instantly covered with watermelon juice.

He coughed a few times, raised his head and squinted his eyes and roared, "Are you sick?!"

Yuanhang "Keke" laughed a few times, rubbed Lin Yue's hair through the towel, took out a tissue and handed it to him.

"Are they still drinking?" Lin Yue wiped his mouth, glanced at the three people sitting on the balcony, and asked.

"Well," Yuan Hang replied, turning his head to look at him, "Lend me a change of clothes, I'll go take a shower."

"Oh, wait a minute." Lin Yue took care of the watermelon twice, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and went into the bedroom to rummage through the cabinets for a long time.

"Here." Lin Yue handed a set of T-shirt and shorts to Yuan Hang who followed.

"Thank you," Yuan Hang took a look, raised an eyebrow, and looked up at him, "No underwear?"

"Ah?" Lin Yue was stunned for a moment before realizing, "Just for one night, are you so particular?"

"No, I'm a delicate boy." Yuan Hang said.

"I'm convinced," Lin Yue rummaged through the cabinet helplessly, found a new box of underwear, and handed it to him, "I bought a new one, I don't know your size, so let's make do with it."

"Should it be suitable?" Yuan Hang raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Do you want to check?"

Lin Yue looked at him and said nothing.

"Slip away..." Yuan Hang quickly evacuated the bedroom with interest.

Yuan Hang took a shower very quickly. As soon as Lin Yue made the bed, Yuan Hang entered the bedroom with water vapor.

Lin Yue glanced, his heart beating uncontrollably again.

Yuan Hang's slightly wet bangs drooped casually on his forehead, and there were still a few drops of wet water on his bare upper body, which extended along the lines of his abdominal muscles to his waist bones. The towel was hung around his neck, lining up the lines of his neck more slender.

Depend on.

Can't take my eyes off.

"Put on your clothes." Lin Yue quickly looked away and continued with his hands.

"It's too hot," Yuan Hang walked in, brushing his wet hair twice, "Let's leave it at that."

"You want to sleep like this?" Lin Yue stopped his hands and stared at him.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Hang shook the air conditioner and looked up at him, "I'm used to sleeping naked."

Lin Yue still stared at him, his eyes wider than before.

"Ah, no, no," Yuan Hang reacted suddenly, and quickly waved his hands, "I won't take off my pants!"

"I don't care if you take it off or not," Lin Yue spread out the air conditioner, took off his shoes and took the lead in lying on the back seat, "I'll lie down first."

"Then I'll lie down too." Yuan Hang rubbed his hair vigorously with a towel a few times, then put the towel on the chair, and then lay down next to Lin Yue.

"Your hair isn't dry, right? You won't have a headache tomorrow morning?" Lin Yue leaned against the bed, swiped Weibo with his mobile phone, and glanced at Yuan Hang.

"No." Yuan Hang smiled, then picked up the phone and swiped the screen twice.

Lin Yue didn't speak, but turned his head and continued to browse Weibo.

There are no extra quilts at home, so the two of them now share the same bed.

Lin Yue leaned against the wall imperceptibly, his mind was a little confused.

At the moment the atmosphere is a little delicate.

A bed and a desk lamp are very close together.

There is also Yuan Hang's exposed upper body.

Lin Yue decided to say a few words to ease things up.

"Are you going to recite the self-criticism tomorrow morning?" Lin Yue asked.

"Huh?" Yuan Hang was flipping through something on his mobile phone. Hearing this, he turned his head and glanced at him, then realized, "Damn, I forgot."

"..."

Lin Yue looked at him and said nothing.

Yuan Hang smiled embarrassingly with the corners of his mouth: "Damn... the weekend passed so fast, I really forgot."

"Write now?" Lin Yue asked.

"Oh, no need!" Yuan Hang waved his hands and said confidently, "I'll play on the spot tomorrow."

Lin Yue looked at him for a while, and finally applauded him: "Awesome."

The two were silent for a while.

"What do you think about the school rumors?" Yuan Hang turned to look at him and asked suddenly.

Lin Yue quickly realized that what Yuan Hang asked was about the rumor about sexual orientation.

I just didn't expect Yuanhang to ask him this suddenly.

"I didn't think much about it," Lin Yue said. "I think they can talk about it. I don't know where this kind of rumor came from. It's boring."

Yuan Hang stared at him for a while, then withdrew his gaze, and twitched his mouth: "Really."

Lin Yue bit her lower lip and asked, "Are you going to let them misunderstand you?"

"If you misunderstand, just misunderstand." Yuan Hang raised his head and sighed inaudibly. "This is their business, and it has nothing to do with me." He smiled self-deprecatingly, "at least I am famous .”

Lin Yue frowned slightly, leaning against the bed, suddenly feeling a little uncomfortable.

He sat up and moved to the bed, trying to reach for the water glass on the desk.

As a result, his wrist accidentally touched the pair of Yuan Hang's sports shorts hanging on the chair, and the shorts slid to one side and fell to the ground.

Lin Yue sighed, bent down to pick up the shorts, and as he picked them up, something suddenly fell out of his pocket.

Lin Yue froze for a moment, staring at the thing on the ground.

A pack of cigarettes?

Yuan Hang sensed something was wrong, got up and got out of bed, walked in front of Lin Yue, saw the box of cigarettes lying on the ground, and his heart tightened suddenly.

"You smoke?" Lin Yue regained his composure and looked up at him.

Yuan Hang didn't talk to him, picked up the cigarette case on the ground, and asked, "Do you mind?"

"You're overthinking." Lin Yue twitched the corners of his mouth, hung the shorts on the chair again, forgot the purpose of drinking water, turned around and climbed onto the bed.

Yuan Hang glanced at him, put the cigarette case into the pocket of his shorts, and lay back on the bed in silence.

Lin Yue looked at Yuan Hang, pointed to the bedside table: "Turn off the light, I'm sleepy." Then he burrowed in, turned his back to Yuan Hang and remained silent.

Yuan Hang heard that he turned off the light, then lay down, staring at the ceiling in the dark in a daze.

Lin Yue felt Yuan Hang's movement beside him, the rustling sound, and the heat from the same quilt.

He stared at the wall in front of him, frowning.

The phenomenon of high school students smoking is very common in today's society.

He didn't think much of it.

It's just that he didn't expect Yuanhang to smoke.

In his previous impression, Yuan Hang was quiet, even a little indifferent.

In fact, Yuan Hang's character now is very different from before.

If Yuanhang three years ago was an iceberg, then Yuanhang now is the fire that melted the iceberg.

It is impossible for Yuan Hang's temperament from the beginning to the end to remind him of smoking.

It's not that he has a prejudice against smoking, but that Yuan Hang's aura exudes from the inside out makes him unimaginable.

Yuanhang has always been sacred in his heart. He has been studying since he was a child. He is good-looking. He is a gentle type that many girls like.

It stands to reason that Yuan Hang's current state - he has been doing a lot of fighting, and he's just hanging around all day long.

There is nothing surprising about smoking.

In his opinion, if it is said that others smoke to pretend to be aggressive, then Yuan Hang smoking is definitely not pretending to be aggressive, but has other reasons.

He didn't know why he was so sure that Yuan Hang learned to smoke for other reasons.

This may have something to do with the image of Yuanhang in his impression, and this way of thinking forced him to think so.

Three years ago, Yuan Hang always played with him quietly, shy of strangers, and easily shy, and even a little indifferent when getting along with his classmates.

At that time, he attributed Yuan Hang's indifference to coolness.

But the current Yuanhang is unexpectedly the opposite.

At the beginning of the second year of high school, when he met Yuan Hang again, he was a little surprised.

Yuanhang has changed a lot.

But later, he summed up this change as growth.

After all, people have to mature and grow up. The current Yuan Hang cannot be exactly the same as the previous Yuan Hang.

Just like him, it is impossible for him to express his inner love without hesitation like he confessed his sexuality with Yuan Hang three years ago.

But Yuan Hang didn't seem to be as simple as he thought.

He couldn't explain why the thought came to him, but he could feel it.

Yuanhang is very wrong.

I don't know when he fell asleep, but when Lin Yue woke up, the sunlight just slanted from the window onto the quilt, which was extremely dazzling.

Lin Yue moved, raised his hand to block the sunlight, and hummed unconsciously.

He squinted his eyes, calmed down for a while, sat up suddenly, turned his head and glanced at the position next to him—is Yuan Hang not there?

Lin Yue blinked, a little dazed.

The bedroom door was opened at this time, Yuan Hang walked in wearing the previous sportswear, smiled when he saw him, and closed the door smoothly.

"Are you awake?" Yuan Hang came over, "Let's go out and have breakfast."

"What time is it?" Lin Yue looked at him and blinked.

"Six o'clock."

"You woke up so early?" Lin Yue put on his shoes and rubbed his face.

"I usually get up early," Yuan Hang picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and looked at it. "It's not because you don't have extra sportswear here, so I went for a morning run."

"Really..." Lin Yue replied listlessly, "That's awesome..."

He is generally not very energetic when he wakes up early, and sometimes he can't speak out of his head.

After listening to Yuan Hang, he was happy.

"You always wake up like this?" Yuan Hang asked with a curious smile.

"It's up to you," Lin Yue walked in front of him, "Get out of the way, it's blocking my way."

Yuan Hang hooked the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and rubbed Lin Yue's hair violently, the short hair that had just been raised turned into a chicken nest in an instant.

"It's so cute." Yuan Hang then rubbed it twice.

"Lovely, you're paralyzed." Lin Yue pushed him away impatiently, staggered, opened the door and walked out.

I finally recovered after taking a shower.

Lin Yue brushed his hair and went to the living room, and saw his father and Uncle Yuan sitting in the living room, and his mother was cleaning up the dishes in the kitchen, looking like he hadn't slept all night.

"You won't stay up all night, will you?" Lin Yue asked in surprise.

"Hey, don't talk about it," Lin Ma replied in the kitchen, "I just asked for leave from the company, and my head is going to explode!"

"Are you old people following the fashion of young people?" Lin Yue was happy, and went to the kitchen to help his mother get a few sets of bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet.

"Are you excited to see an old friend?" Lin's mother smiled, "In the future, you and Yuan Hang will be the same age as us, and you will cherish the people around you even more when you get old." Lin's mother glanced at him, "Hey, you don't understand after talking about it, so hurry up and have breakfast!"

Lin Yue paused for a moment with the hands holding the bowls and chopsticks, but did not speak.

Will he and Yuan Hang separate?

Will I be like my parents and Uncle Yuan when I get old?

Will we be separated for another three years?or even more years?

Still, together?

Reminiscing about the old days like old friends, recalling the interesting things in your youth.

After breakfast, Lin Yue and Yuan Hang went out.

"I'm going to get the car, you go first." Yuan Hang said standing at the entrance of the corridor.

"Wait for you." Lin Yue took two steps forward, "I'll wait at the fork across the street."

"Okay." Yuan Hang smiled and ran out of the community.

The early morning breeze blew across his cheeks, Lin Yue looked up at the branches above his head.

The leaves fell to the ground with the wind and turned around again.

Lin Yue felt very comfortable at the moment, feeling at ease for no reason.

He stepped into the car and looked at the figure of Yuan Hang riding a bicycle in the distance.

There is a warm wind blowing in my heart.

Warm and cozy.

It's actually good to be friends.

At least now he won't feel pressured.