first love

It was already past ten in the morning when he woke up. After tossing and turning last night, Wen Lan yawned, and his mental state was really not good.Woke up and walked out of the balcony, the sun was shining outside, the light was faint, Xie Nanqun was walking on the road with breakfast, when he spotted him, he waved.

After hastily washing up, Wen Lan returned to the room and found his favorite lean meat porridge on the table. He felt relieved, and leaned over to kiss his early-rising boyfriend: "Good morning."

"Are you still sleepy? Have a rest after breakfast?" Xie Nanqun raised his hand and gently stroked the black and blue under the other's eyes with his fingertips. It seemed that he was really frightened yesterday.

Wen Lan shook his head: "I'm not sleepy anymore. Hey, I'll take the courier apart later, I don't know who sent it." After returning last night, neither of them was in the mood to do anything else, so the box was still placed by the door on the open space.

After filling his stomach, Wen Lan looked more energetic, dragged the box to the middle of the dormitory, squatted down and began to remove the tape.Xie Nanqun took out a paper cutter from the drawer: "Let me do it."

This seems to be a courier from abroad. It contains tightly packaged electronic products, various skin care products for men and women, watches and other accessories. They are not particularly expensive, but they are all suitable for their own use or to pass on to others.

There was a letter on the side. Wen Lan unfolded it and looked at it. The first half was in Chinese. It could be seen that the owner who wrote it was trembling, and the handwriting was a little messy: "Happy Chinese New Year!" The second half was in English, which should be written by a young man. The general idea is that Mrs. Hong received the group photo they sent, and it has been posted in the sun, and she asked her family to help pick gifts and send them back to China.As for the address and contact information, he got it through Aunt Fang in the nursing home.

"Grandma Hong gave it to us." Wen Lan was moved and couldn't help but read the letter several times.

Xie Nanqun was also quite touched. Although the old man's kindness gave him a sense of closeness, he did not expect that the other party really regarded them as their own children and remembered to give them New Year's gifts.

Wen Lan sighed: "This is my family too..." Relatives who are related by blood ignore him, and when they learn that he is gay in the future, they may even keep the children at home from approaching, for fear of being "" Contagion"; the kind old man I met in the nursing home treated him so well, it really makes people have to believe in fate.

"Also—" Xie Nanqun deliberately dragged his voice, pinching the other person's face, "Our parents, sisters, are all very good family members."

"Ah."

After spending the whole morning sorting out the courier items, and eating food with the right taste for lunch, Wen Lan was in a good mood, and suddenly had an idea.He turned on the computer, found a Wenwang account that he hadn't used for a long time, twitched his fingers, and quickly posted a new article with only the title and copy.Xie Nanqun on the side raised his eyebrows: "First love... write about our daily life?"

"Not all." Wen Lan smiled, "I want to record my college life, the people and things I met." He has written many short stories, most of which are fictional backgrounds, but he has never tried to write about his own life .

Xie Nanqun encouraged him: "Let's write, let everyone know how sweet our relationship is."

……

Wen Lan started a life of regular codewords, one chapter a day, slowly writing what he saw and heard from his freshman year to now.The editor of the official account heard that he was writing a novel, and cried and clamored to read it, but he became a loyal fan and commented on every chapter.But Wen Lan doesn't have a fixed time to post, and occasionally posts. After all, he is still an intern, and he has to take care of his boyfriend who is afraid of being ignored, so he can't put too much thought on the text network.

The editor was willing to fall into the pit, and within a few days, he suddenly sent him a message: "Marshmallow is big! I saw an article in the pure love area with very familiar characters! Some plots are similar to what you wrote!" Links are attached below.

Wen Lan clicked in and took a look. The two protagonists in the article really had a strong sense of sight. He pondered for a while, found the author's contact information, and asked tentatively, "Madam boss?"

The other party happened to be online: "!!!"

"I saw the article you wrote. The writing is very good. It really is big." Wen Lan joked.He remembered that the boss had said before that the lady boss wrote love novels, and the other party's tone was a bit weird at that time, but now he finally understood.

"I was wrong...I didn't expect to be righted...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then there's a little bit of background!"

Wen Lan laughed: "It's okay, I'm actually writing it too, but it's posted elsewhere."

"Hey——" the other party's eyes lit up, eager to pounce on the screen, "In this case, I, I will delete the article immediately! This kind of fantasy work is not good at all! I want to see real people!" After finishing speaking, She really went offline.

"Wait..." Wen Lan couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to open the page of the work just now, refresh it, and the article was locked.The author also posted an announcement full of "ahhhh", which probably means that she wrote this article for the sake of the two boys she wanted to meet, and there was no charge, but now she doesn't need to rely on brain supplements to eat sweets, so She decided to seal the black history.

A new private message popped up on Weibo: "A real person! I'm so excited! I want to see it!"

Wen Lan copied the link of the article he was writing and sent it: "Uh, I just want to record some daily life, so please don't expose our information." Associated with their content.

"Of course it won't be exposed! I'm very separated in two and three dimensions! Can I recommend your article in the column?" A teary-eyed rabbit emoji was picked up at the back.

Wen Lanhui: "Yes."

After a while, the editor frantically swiped the news again, which basically had the same meaning: "Is Cotton Candy a boy! I just found out!" It seems that she just read the column of the proprietress, and now she is emotional very.

Wen Lan replied patiently: "Well, I'm really sorry I didn't tell you before."

"It's ok!"

Before going to bed at night, Wen Lan told Xie Nanqun about it, and still thought it was too coincidental: "There are more people chasing the article now, I want to finish it well..."

Xie Nanqun responded with great interest at first, but later became a little unhappy, feeling that her boyfriend only wanted to fill in the hole, but ignored him.So after turning off the lights, he sneaked up on the other person's bed as usual, hugged her in his arms and kissed him vigorously: "Do you want to add some intimacy to the novel?"

Wen Lan hid while laughing, afraid of disturbing the people in other dormitories, suppressed his voice: "Okay... I was wrong..."

"Just write how I kiss you... Come on, open your mouth, and use your tongue... Be good..." Xie Nanqun wanted to scare him, but he changed his mind when she was in his arms.

"It will be blocked!" Wen Lan only had time to laugh and scold him, and then his mouth was gagged, and he unconsciously pandered, holding the other's hand tighter and tighter.

Xie Nanqun was not satisfied with kissing, and felt more and more that it was a good fun, talking about the exciting plot in the article.

Wen Lan's body softened, and he no longer had the strength to push him away.