moonlight

Yuan Hang was lying on the recliner, with his arms pillowed on his head, looking up at the stars in the sky.

This moment actually made him want to stay here all the time, not wanting to leave.

The evening wind in summer is very cool on the face, and it also brings warmth.

Yuan Hang closed his eyes.

"You don't want to sleep here, do you?" Lin Yue asked him sideways.

"Are you going back?" Yuan Hang tilted his head and looked at him.

"No hurry," Lin Yue said, "If you want to sleep, I'll sleep here with you, anyway, there is no one."

Yuan Hang raised his eyebrows, but didn't speak.

Lin Yue blinked, and suddenly felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

He coughed, took out his phone and looked through it, and decided to choose silence.

Lie down for about half an hour.

"Hey, I can't do it!" Lin Yue sat up suddenly, "I'm going to be bitten to death by mosquitoes!"

Yuan Hang heard the movement and sat up, turned to look at him: "I said why no mosquito bites me."

"Oh, then you are great." Lin Yue replied angrily.

"Maybe your blood is sweeter." Yuan Hang stood up, looked down at him with his hands in his pockets, "Let's go, are you going to continue feeding the mosquitoes?"

Lin Yue stood up obediently, patted his pants, cleaned up the trash, and they climbed down the escalator together.

When he walked to the door of the house, Yuan Hang habitually took out his pockets. When he touched the cigarette case, he suddenly came back to his senses and glanced at Lin Yue beside him.

"Do you want to smoke?" Lin Yue asked next to him.

Yuan Hang's footsteps stopped, but Lin Yue guessed it and asked directly.

"Yes." Yuan Hang said.

"When do you usually smoke?" Lin Yue turned his head and asked.

"When you're annoying." Yuan Hang replied.

"Annoying?" Lin Yue looked at him, "Then are you annoyed now?"

"No annoyance," Yuan Hang stopped and looked back at him. "Besides annoyance, there are also times of excitement." He hooked the corner of his mouth, "Now it's excitement."

Lin Yue was stunned for a moment, and after two seconds, he slammed at his shoulder: "I think you must have drunk too much!"

"Damn! It hurts!" Yuan Hang rubbed his shoulders aggrievedly.

"Go home," Lin Yue said, walking a few steps forward without looking back, "Go to bed early and remember to drink a glass of milk."

Yuan Hang rubbed his shoulders from behind, looked at his back, and smiled.

drink milk?

remember.

When Yuan Hang came home, his father was still asleep and was writing calligraphy in the study.

"Yo, didn't I tell you not to come back?" Father Yuan glanced at him through the gap in the study door, bowed his head and continued writing.

"Where will I sleep if I don't come back? Are you my own father?" Yuan Hang walked into the study and admired his father's calligraphy for a while, "Which words are you writing today?"

Yuan's father raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Help me see, I'm going to inscribe Lin Yue."

"Lin Yue?" Yuan Hang was stunned for a while, and thought for a while, "Study hard and improve every day?"

"You really are not my own son," Yuan's father said, "I will ask your mother to settle the debt tomorrow."

"Seriously," Yuan Hang said, "Why did you suddenly remember to write an inscription for Lin Yue?"

"Isn't his birthday coming soon?" Yuan's father said, "I want to send him some inspirational jokes so that he can get into a good university."

"It's pretty good," Yuan Hang said, "Let's learn that one well, it's quite suitable for him."

Yuan's father ignored him and rubbed the ink a few times.

"Hurry up and take a bath," Yuan's father glanced at Yuan Hang who was still stuck in the study, "Have you been drinking? You've smoked me to death."

"Ah? Does it smell bad?" Yuan Hang suddenly grabbed the corner of the T-shirt and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. He frowned, "Damn, why does it smell like bamboo?"

Yuan's father looked at him with an unspeakable look and said nothing.

"I really just went to the roof and lay down for a while without doing anything!" Yuan Hang immediately jumped back and said hastily, "If you don't believe me, you have to believe Lin Yue too!"

"Let's go, don't get in my way!" Yuan's father pushed his arm twice, and didn't want to say more.

Yuan Hang scratched his hair and was kicked out of the study.

He walked to the bathroom while undressing, looked at the dirty clothes basket when he reached the door, took a look at the T-shirt in his hand, and threw it in.

Bamboo smell?

Leftover smell from the deck chair?

Does Lin Yue also smell of bamboo?

Yuan Hang shuddered from the shock of the picture he had made up in his brain.

How can I think of the smell on Lin Yue's body? It's weird.

He rubbed his arms and went into the bathroom.

I'm a little sleepy after taking a shower, but I'm not very sleepy right now.

After drinking, he was a little dizzy, but his capacity for alcohol was not bad, and four bottles of beer would not make him drunk.

Yuan Hang, shirtless and wearing a pair of sports trousers, walked to the balcony, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case in his hand, and lit it.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the tall buildings in front of him through the smoke.

The high-rise building in front is the community of Lin Yue's family. He is not sure which balcony of Lin Yue's house is, but the lights are on at a glance.

He just stared at it for a while, holding a cigarette in his hand, and flicked the ash into the flower pot on the balcony.

"You are finished, little atom!" Yuan's father pushed open the balcony door and walked in, pointing at Yuan Hang vigorously, "You flick the ash into my pot of orchids! You are finished!"

"Did you see it?" Yuan Hang put the cigarette in his mouth and said vaguely, "You have no proof."

"Hey? What can I say if I found the evidence?" Yuan's father leaned over to look at the flower pot carefully, and even scraped the soil a few times with his hands, "How many times have I told you, don't pop it in the flower pot, you don't know Looking for an ashtray?"

"I'm fertilizing the flowers," Yuan Hang said, "and the ashtray at home is so dirty that I can't play it."

"You still dislike ashtrays?" Yuan's father gave him a sidelong glance, and stretched his hand forward, "Give me one."

Yuan Hang took out one and handed it to him.

Yuan's father took the lighter from Yuan Hang's hand, lit it, and took two puffs.

"Oh—" Yuan's father let out a breath, looking at the tall building, "Children, smoke less."

"To each other." Yuan Hang said, taking a puff of cigarette.

"Little bastard," Yuan's father smiled and said to himself, "I don't know who I look like."

Yuan Hang didn't speak, he put the cigarette in his mouth, propped his hand on the balcony and looked ahead.

"Dad, let's raise a cat." Yuan Hang said.

"Why do you suddenly want to have a cat?" Yuan's father turned to look at him.

"I just want to raise it." Yuan Hang said.

Father Yuan looked at it suspiciously for a while, then nodded: "If you want to raise it, you can raise it, who told me to spoil you."

"Thank you, Lao Yuan." Yuan Hang smiled.

"But as I said before, I have to raise my mother!" Yuan's father pointed at him, "Our family is all old men, and if we have a male, we will not be able to go to heaven!"

"Not at all," Yuan Hang said, "At most, the yang energy is relatively strong."

Yuan's father glanced at him sideways, took a puff of his cigarette and said nothing.

At this time, Yuan Hang's mind is full of Lin Yue holding the cat.

Lin Yue hugged Xiao Hua and smiled happily.

And he took it away with a look of disgust.

He wants to have a cat because someone likes cats.

When I see a cat, I think of him.

A little impulsive, but he didn't feel it.

"Go to bed early." Yuan's father said suddenly, pulling his thoughts back.

"Yeah." Yuan Hang looked down and found that all the soot had fallen on his clothes.

He quickly shook his clothes and pulled them twice with his hands.

"Have you taken any medicine this week?" Yuan's father asked.

"Huh?" Yuan Hang's hand that was patting the cigarette ash stopped, and he looked up at his father, "No."

"It's better to take less medicine, it will have side effects on the body." Yuan's father patted him on the shoulder, and walked out of the balcony, "I'm going to sleep first, you have class tomorrow, go back to your room!"

Yuan Hang answered from behind, turned around and leaned on the balcony railing and looked at the tall building in front of him.

Thousands of lights.

He was very curious what Lin Yue was doing at the moment, whether he was playing a game or fell asleep.

"Mom, I really don't need to bring so many things!" Lin Yue bit a biscuit, stood in the living room and stared at the luggage packed by his mother, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Didn't Yuan Hang and I go to several places?" Month! Just two days! Two days!"

At this point, it has been a week since the last drink.

He promised Yuan Hang to accompany him to the capital before, and now his mother is helping him pack his luggage for Beijing.

"Where are there so many!" Mama Lin zipped the suitcase and patted it, "There are also snacks for Yuan Hang, oh yes!" She went to the kitchen and took two bags and handed them to Lin Yue, " This is what you guys ate on the road, don’t have to look for food everywhere!”

"Mom, you are too thoughtful," Lin Yue exclaimed, and applauded his mother, "If you carry it all the way, your son will not be exhausted to death!"

"If you don't want to eat, I have to bring some to Yuan Hang!" Mama Lin said, "You thought I would give you all."

Lin Yue nodded and chose to remain silent.

"When are you leaving?" Father Lin came out of the bathroom and asked, "I'll see you off with Lao Yuan later."

"Two o'clock in the afternoon." Lin Yue said.

Father Lin glanced at his watch: "Okay, let's meet up with Lao Yuan later."

"Whose car are you driving?" Mama Lin asked.

"Mine," Lin's father said, "I heard from Lao Yuan that his car was rubbed by Yuan Hang's Harley yesterday."

"Pfft—" Lin Yue didn't hold back, and was amused.

And this matter, why didn't Yuan Hang tell him?

It's so disrespectful!

"Yuanhang's motorcycle?" Lin's mother was taken aback for a while, and then laughed, "The whole family still can't settle the debt."

"The child Yuanhang looks much more cheerful than before," said Lin's father. "He is stronger and more mature than before."

"Indeed," Lin Ma nodded, "The main thing is that he is handsome!"

"You know he's handsome!" Father Lin looked at Lin Yue helplessly, "Let's go, meet Lao Yuan."

Lin Yue nodded, and walked out carrying the big and small bags.

When Yuan Hang saw Lin Yue, Lin Yue was being dragged away by luggage.

He almost laughed out loud.

"Why do you carry so many things?" Yuan Hang walked over and took the bag from his hand.

"My mother said it was all for you," Lin Yue glanced at him, "so this bag belongs to you, I don't want it anymore."

"You can save effort," Yuan Hang smiled, "Okay, leave it to me. If you don't mind, I can also carry the suitcase for you."

"No, no," Lin Yue waved his hand, "I can still move this thing."

Yuan Hang hooked the corner of his mouth, but didn't speak.

The two successfully got on the high-speed rail.

It's Friday, and it's this afternoon again, and there are many people lined up at the train station.

After entering the high-speed train and putting away his luggage, Lin Yue collapsed to the seat by the window, not wanting to move anymore.

"Here." Yuan Hang took out a packable pink U-shaped pillow from his bag and handed it to Lin Yue.

"So sweet?" Lin Yue took the U-shaped pillow and looked around, "It's still pink."

"Pillow it, I guess you will drool on my shoulder," Yuan Hang turned to look at him, "Give you a pillow to seal you."

"Damn!" Lin Yue's eyes widened, "Who is drooling!"

No, it should be said who would fall on his shoulders!

"Sleep for a while," Yuan Hang patted the U-shaped pillow in Lin Yue's hand, "I'll call you when we arrive."

"Oh." Lin Yue settled the pillow, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

I got up early in the morning and didn't go to bed at noon, so I felt very sleepy at the moment, and fell asleep after a while.

The high-speed rail bumped a few times, Lin Yue felt his head tilted to one side halfway, and then when he was conscious, he tilted his head back slightly.

He didn't know how long he slept in a daze, and when he woke up a little, he found that his head was resting on Yuan Hang's shoulder, and it was the kind of person who fell over with the pillow.

Lin Yue was startled, turned around quickly, and leaned against the window to continue sleeping.

Too sleepy.

He found that the U-shaped pillow could not save him.

When he heard a slight movement next to him, he felt his head resting on something soft on the verge of waking up.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that he was lying in Yuan Hang's arms, sleeping in a straight line, and his head was resting on Yuan Hang's thigh, and the place where his eyes went was Yuan Hang's stomach.

"Fuck!" Lin Yue sat up abruptly.

As a result, he bumped his head against Yuan Hang's chin.

"Hiss—" Yuan Hang pressed his chin, almost fainting from the pain.

Lin Yue rubbed his head in a daze, then hurried over to look: "Are you alright?"

"What are you smoking?" Yuan Hang rubbed his chin and looked at him.

"I... I didn't expect to be with you..." Lin Yue pointed at his stomach embarrassingly.

"I didn't expect that even a U-shaped pillow can't save you." Yuan Hang felt the pain on his chin eased a little, and he glanced at Lin Yue, "When I slept with you last time, you tossed and turned , almost kicked my foot on the head."

"Are you exaggerating?" Lin Yue said uncertainly, "I don't sleep well, but I can't kick your head."

"If you move around when you sleep with me tonight," Yuan Hang said, "I won't promise to wring you out of bed and beat you up."

"Then we'll have a match," Lin Yue said, "I'm afraid I'll do a backflip and kick you out of the window."

Yuan Hang stared at him for two seconds, didn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"Laugh." Lin Yue waved his hands, leaned against the window, and sighed, "I don't know who will win."

Yuan Hang laughed almost out of breath.

Lin Yue glanced at him, followed by "Ke Ke" and laughed.

In the end, the two almost fainted from laughter on the high-speed rail.

Boys' happiness is so simple.

This sentence flashed through Lin Yue's mind for a moment.

When they arrived at the hotel, the two of them threw their luggage on the ground and then collapsed on the sofa.

I booked a small suite, which has a tea room and a living room, which is quite spacious.

"Xiao Linzi, help me up quickly," Yuan Hang slumped on the sofa, stretching his arms in front of Lin Yue, "I want to get a glass of water."

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty," Lin Yue slumped on the sofa, pulling off his arm, "I don't even bother to move my fingers."

"You slave, how dare you be so arrogant to me," Yuan Hang said, "See if I don't take care of you!"

"Your Majesty, please be cautious in your words and deeds." Lin Yue said with a choked voice.

Yuan Hang laughed for a while, then sat up a little.

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Yuan Hang took out his phone and looked through it.

"I want to eat hot pot, barbecue, barbecue, fried noodles..." Lin Yue said.

"Then hot pot." Yuan Hang said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for inviting the servants to dinner!" Lin Yue said.

Yuan Hang turned to look at him: "I found that you are quite slow."

"Huh?" Lin Yue looked back at him, puzzled.

"After staying with you for a long time, I found that you have more words than mine." Yuan Hang stood up and patted his pants.

"Really." Lin Yue looked at the back of Yuan Hang entering the kitchen, and said in a muffled voice.

Yuan Hang boiled water, walked to the kitchen and leaned against the door frame and looked at him: "But it's cute."

Lin Yue met his gaze, and his heart beat violently.