[Network Matching] Just want to sleep in February Red

"Long time no see, let's sing a song for everyone."

The summer was hot, and the two of them stayed in the room almost every day. There was nothing to do that day, so Luo Yang boarded YY and entered his little den.

There were several fan numbers hanging in the small nest chatting, when they saw a piece of paper with Luoyang's name suddenly lit up, they hurriedly called their friends, within a minute, the number of fans reached a hundred, and the number continued to rise.

——The city lord hasn’t come to the nest for a long time~

——The City Lord and Young Master 99!

——Luohong 99=￣ω￣=

——The city lord sent sugar to understand?

……

——What song does the city want to sing? !

Luo Yang glanced at Hong Li who was sitting beside him: "Have you heard of "Reminiscences of Nine Gates"?"

Hiroki froze for a moment, then nodded.

--This song?Sing February Red?

——The city owner sang this for the young master, right?

——Is the young master in the room?

——Get ready to record, and let the young master listen to it when the time comes~

——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh the city lord is finally going to give out candy again! ! !Quickly record this historic moment! ! !

——I will act as the subtitle master! !

"A piece of "Reminiscences of Nine Gates" is given to my fans, and also to..." Luo Yang tilted his head to Hong Li, bent his eyes, and said with a soft smile, "My love."

"One Song Ding Chong Lou

half life at a glance

All I saw was the treacherous clouds

Enter this door without looking back

no need to say

I'll say hello to the case

stormy rough

Let's meet again..."

"...Actor Duoqiu

poor old love

All the clothes are old

The story of the underworld is endless

Play without bone is hard to control

Fold and start again

The only way is that the world cannot stay

......"

——Wait, is there a play in the background sound?

——The city lord can actually sing? !

- Upstairs is crazy, it is obvious that the two voices sang together

——The city lord played the accompaniment?

— Could it be the young master...

——How is it possible, these two voices are obviously coming from a microphone, and only the city owner ID is on →_→

"Break into heaven by mistake

Persuading Yu to put down the sand in his hands

Open your mouth to sing but your voice is hoarse

Flour-faced cloak is a fake

Lian Yu come and sit down

Dare not to be contaminated with Buddha tea

Just be a mortal and go to the snow, moon, wind and flowers

......"

——Pure drama? ? ?

——Everyone, I have a bold idea...

——Upstairs I agree with your idea =_=

"Break into heaven by mistake

Persuading Yu to put down the sand in his hands

Send that person to Yujie to fight horses

Talented scholars and beautiful ladies break good stories

Lian Yu came to swallow

can't ask for buddhist tea

Leave only three inches of soil to plant February flowers

......"

"Hi everyone, I'm Er Yuehong."

——Ah, ah, Mrs. Luohong! ! !

——Master, are you trying to sweeten me to death? ! ! !

——The two of you are really together! ! !I just said, how could the young master of the city lord live broadcast be absent! ! !

——The young master also sings a song to the city lord, and today is complete! ! !

"Huh?" Luo Yang pointed to the bullet screen, "Won't the second master sing me a song?"

"Sing, you must sing." Hong Li clasped Luo Yang into his arms, resting his chin on the shoulder of the man in his arms, took Luo Yang's hand on the wheat and turned the wheat to his side, "Sing a song The first "Luoyang City Events"."

——It’s too sweet to confess each other’s song titles

——The lyrics of the previous song were too cruel, this one must be sweet! ! !

——I haven’t heard this song before, the young master didn’t find it specially for the young master, did he?

——An unpopular song?The name is not popular~

"Not a sweet song...but it's a peaceful one...like the life I want.

"Stable and happy, with one person to accompany, no regrets in life."

"At that time, the smoke willow reflected the setting sun

The spring breeze nestles beside the old tree

night wandering

One Inch Begonia Falling on My Heart

Who will reward the fireworks in half the city?

Study hard in the cold window and love to bury

cool tea rain

Xuan Xiang wafts to the family hall

Peach Blossoms Peach Blossoms

Picking peach blossoms for whom

......"

"Sigh in this life, sigh in this life

if parting

A paper window, a lifetime of misery

The world is not fair

love and hate

where am i

is it on your heart

......"

"Yes." Luo Yang suddenly said, interrupting Hong Li.

"I'm still singing." Hong Li rubbed his face helplessly.

"I know, don't sing the last two lines."

——What are the last two sentences?

——I went to check it just now, and I really don’t want to sing...

——The last two sentences are "I met you by fate, but you are already red makeup"

——The city lord sang sad songs by himself and the young master was not allowed to sing ╮(╯▽╰)╭

——Why are you all discussing the lyrics, didn’t you notice what the city lord said?

——You are on my heart~

"Moonlight in front of the bed

if you make up as before

a round of crabapple moon

Settle on

on whose heart

And Wet Baihua Lane

A dream dyed with wine and ink

The red leaves of the river fall to a song of sorrow

wait until the mountain flowers bloom

The mountains roam with me

Whispers fall and play the piano and sing again in the next life

The deceased came to apply for high school in Luoyang

......"

——It turns out that the focus of this song is on the last line~

——High School Luoyang~

——The young master gives full marks to this wave of confession~

— By the way, the city lord and the young master are so sweet, why don't you consider going on a honeymoon or something?

——Learn about the honeymoon live broadcast?

"I don't know about the live broadcast, but you can still learn about the honeymoon." Luo Yang tilted his head and rubbed Hong Li's soft hair, "What do you think?"

"Okay, where do you want to go?"

"Wait for a while to discuss after the broadcast."

……

Ten days later, Changbai Mountain.

"It's too hot." Luo Yang took off his hat and fanned himself, squinting his eyes and looking up at the bright sunlight, "But finally we're at Changbai Mountain."

"It's much better than at home. It's not too hot." Hong Li handed him a bottle of water that had been twisted open. "I'm going to climb to the top of the mountain tonight. It is said that there will be snow on the top of the mountain. I'll rent two down jackets."

"Yeah." Luo Yang raised his head and took a sip of water. The bright water dripped from the corner of his mouth, slid down his jaw, past his collarbone, and got into his loose collar, "There's also a tent."

Hong Li's eyes closely followed the mischievous drop of water, and he slapped himself on the face very simply: "It does seem a little hot."

"Huh?" Luo Yang swallowed his last sip of water with a "gudong", and threw the empty bottle into the trash can not far away, "Hurry up."

"Ah."

……

At night, the top of the mountain.

"This tent is a bit small?" Luo Yang stared dumbfounded at Hong Li's opening of the compressed tent, "How can two people sleep here?"

"There is no big tent anymore, only this one is left." Hong Li's eyes flashed, "It's cold at night, just grab it in my arms."

"..."

The tent looks small, but it's actually a bit bigger than Luo Yang imagined. At least when he's on Hong Li's body, there's still plenty of room for movement around.

Two people absorb each other's heat in a small world, absorbing, absorbing...it becomes an absorption from the inside out.

In the early morning of the next day, Luo Yang helped his sore waist to get out of the tent with a resentful expression on his face, and suddenly found fine white snowflakes falling outside.

The suppressed anger and resentment were swept away in an instant, Luo Yang happily turned his head and pulled out the contented Hong Li, who had messy hair: "Look, it's snowing!"

"The snow in Changbai Mountain..." Hong Li gently embraced him, and gently kissed Luo Yang's hair covered with snowflakes, "This is really, we're all gray together."

The author has something to say: this is the end~

The last article recommends two songs that you are listening to recently

"Ci: Nine Gates Memories (February Red)" by Bingyou/Jieyoucao

"Luoyang City Events" by Luoyang

This is my first end-of-the-danmei novella. Originally, I wanted to write a story about a bedtime cookie. After writing this, I think I have achieved my goal from the beginning.

Luo Yang and Hong Li are both very warm and ordinary boys. I have always believed that love in school days is the purest and cleanest, and it is the most suitable background for writing sweet stories.

I am very happy to bring their stories to you, and I hope you enjoy them.

I personally don't like to read long novels, and I don't like plots that are too cruel and bloody, so the articles I write are also short and sweet (ignore "The Secret of the Old Man")

My next short and novelette original novel "A Fisherman in the North" is being archived, and it is estimated that I will meet you soon. This is a novel set in the prehistoric background. What kind of relationship will there be between them?What kind of helplessness, miss, and unwillingness will the ancient gods who live the same life as the world have?

Welcome to the non-abuse and slightly sweet fantasy world