live up to the morning light

Of course the very straight Hongguang doesn't know about the twists and turns in Mingchen's heart.

He straightforwardly told Mingchen to finish his meal, straightforwardly drove Mingchen back to school to bring back the necessities, straightforwardly vacated the cabinet for Mingchen to put things out, and straightforwardly took Mingchen out shopping to buy clothes—— It seems that a strange consumption switch has been turned on, not only to buy coats, but also pajamas, socks, underwear and all kinds of messy accessories. Mingchen’s eyes stay in a certain place for a little longer and he has to swipe his card. In blocking:

"Farewell, farewell."

"Even if it's discounted, it's not free."

"It's not necessary to wear school uniforms in school."

Every salesperson I met secretly looked at them curiously, guessing the relationship between them.

Some asked Mingchen: "Your boss still manages to buy clothes at the end of the year?"

Some said to Mingchen: "Your brother is so kind to you."

There was another one who didn’t say anything, but only showed a smile of “I understand” to Mingchen, which made Mingchen very embarrassed, dragging Hongguang away quickly even if he couldn’t stand a single product, Hongguang was still surprised: “ I think these are pretty nice, try it... Eh? Is it that annoying?"

After the two of them, Mingchen couldn't help but ask Hongguang: What on earth were you thinking at that time, so you can just buy me clothes?

Hongguang recalled for a long time and replied: "Actually, I didn't think about anything? I just thought... your clothes are too few and old, and then you look good in those clothes."

Tomorrow morning is really speechless.

After stalking for a long time, he said, "Dare you think of me as a Barbie doll?"

Hong Guang scratched his head and smiled: "How can it be, I really don't think so. Barbie dolls are not as good as you."

He was indeed thinking straight, so naturally he didn't think much about it.

Mingchen's thoughts can already circle the earth for three and a half weeks and then fly up to the sky to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun—if it weren't for Hongguang's usual style of being very upright, never going astray even in the smallest things, Mingchen would almost think that he wanted to do it on purpose. It's fun to tease yourself by flirting and running like this.

How can you not think too much?

Throughout the holiday, the two were tired of being together.

Eating and living together, sleeping and sleeping together, holding hands to go shopping at the supermarket...well, not really holding hands, but basically that's what it means; even cooking has to be squeezed together in the kitchen...even though the kitchen is very big It's not too crowded either - both of them are good at housework, you boil water and I chop vegetables, you stew soup and I grill meat, the scene is so harmonious that sometimes you will have hallucinations in the morning, as if the two of you are not just acquainted with classmates for a semester, It's an old couple who have been dating and married for more than five years...

Lying in Hongguang's arms in the middle of the night, he was always thinking:

Is this Nima really straight?

Is this Nima really a friendship?

You are so straight...why do you keep wrapping your hands around my waist when you have nothing to do, and always say that my waist is so thin?

It's fine if it's just some small gestures of intimacy... After all, sometimes boys are really careless, and the division is not so fine-although Chang Jian said that he wanted to chase him, but in private, he was always in the same kettle with Meng Zhuliang drink water.

However, Hongguang is...

Even the parents brought him to meet?

It's New Year's Eve.

That morning, as soon as Mingchen opened his eyes, he saw Hongguang standing on the bedside with his mobile phone facing away from him, answering the phone - he just agreed with "um", "um", unable to guess who was on the other end of the phone.

Mingchen was curious, sat up with the quilt in his arms, and waited patiently for Hongguang to finish his call, then poked his head over and asked, "Who is it?"

Hong Guang grabbed the coat and put it on his shoulders: "When you get up, put on your clothes properly, don't catch a cold—it's my father, he said he will be back tomorrow."