The boy next door came out

Yanhe, I am Hokuriku

September 2019, 09 Bailu weather is fine

your firm eyes

tell me

you always miss me

we have met

don't wander away anymore

After a rain, the pale yellow star-like petals hidden in the luxuriant sweet-scented osmanthus tree seemed to emerge again.

It won't take long for the ground to be covered with a layer of yellow gauze to cover up the original fragrance of the soil, which is finely broken and fragrant.

The Northland School had just started, and the courses of the two colleges were still arranged for him.

Fortunately, the courses of the basic medical school are not that deep, otherwise he would have a headache, this heavy task.

It's only been a few days since the start of school, and this meeting has been held several times. The director of the teaching and research section assigned the extra tasks of this semester to everyone, and sounded the alarm for them in advance.

Every teacher seemed to have a haze on his face, suffering too much but not daring to speak.

Everyone knew in their hearts that it was enough to get through the heavy course tasks, but this scientific research task had no clue!

In addition, the end of the year is approaching, and there are still a bunch of summaries waiting for them.

Hey!

Hokuriku sat down at his desk after the meeting was over, and the teacher across from him was already sighing.

It's clearly the beginning of school, yet it's already the end of the world.

Bei Lu also shook his head helplessly. Fortunately, some major scientific research projects in the academy had already been decided years ago, so he was the most leisurely on the way.

At the very least, if he sends out the paper in his hand before the year before, the task assigned by the director will meet the standard.

Seeing Hokuriku's relaxed expression, the teacher on the opposite side joked, "Ms. Hokuriku! You are the most relaxed in the whole office."

Hokuriku was lowering his head and tidying up the workstations. His slender fingers were flipping through the thick stack of materials that were just distributed to everyone. There was still a strong smell of ink on them.

"Huh?" Hokuriku didn't look up, but only expressed his doubts lightly.

"As far as your level is concerned, you don't have to worry about this paper until the end of the year. It's not like us. Don't think about it without a third review." The weight rate has already reached 20.00%, and you can be drowned by just writing a few professional terms.

Hokuriku sorted and sorted all the materials, and didn't answer his question, knowing that he was just complaining and had no other meaning.

Yan He also complained to him yesterday that the thesis he had written for more than half a year had not yet been completed.

Thinking about his desperate tone, Hokuriku wanted to laugh.

But when he thinks about how busy he is at work, where did he spend half a year, it would be nice to be able to scrape together a full month.

Thinking of this, he thought of another thing instead. He picked up his mobile phone, sent a message to the counselor of the School of Basic Medical Sciences, and consulted some medical professional questions.

Although the counselor teacher was also at a loss, he still answered him with all his heart.

After all, Hokuriku himself taught their college's courses for a semester, and he never took the initiative to say a word.Even if I saw him on campus, he would always hold a book in his left hand and earphones in his ears, and he would basically just nod his head when greeting him, with an expression of innocence.

Yanhe followed the director to the outpatient clinic today, and the other side was blown up.

This director is better than his own director, and the patient almost crushed the door of the consulting room.

He didn't do anything all day, he just kept talking, his voice was almost hoarse.

When I got off work and lay on the bed, my throat was burning, I didn't want to eat dinner, I just wanted to drink water.

"I'm tired..."

Bei Lu was sitting in front of the window on the second floor and browsing the websites of those professional medical journals. As soon as he connected the video, he saw that Yan He was buried under the quilt like an eggplant beaten by Shuang, and his voice was hoarse.

"Yeah." Hokuriku's eyes were still reading on the notebook, making marks while reading.

"I said I'm tired..." Yan He emphasized again, but Bei Lu didn't even turn his eyes.

"Take a rest when you're tired." What Beilu said was true, his voice was hoarse like that, if he wanted to say anything, just lie down properly.

Pian Yanhe doesn't think so, why does he feel that Hokuriku is so careless?

You shouldn't care about it, at least ask no.

His uncle was busy with his own affairs and ignored his suffering.

"Then I'll hang up..." Yan He raised his head from under the quilt, and just said something tentatively.

Hokuriku still had only one sentence, "Yes."

The voice is cold and indifferent.

The light of the incandescent lamp formed a circle of light spots on his cheeks, which looked so unreal.

Yanhe watched for a while, but he didn't speak, neither did Beilu.

It didn't take long for Yanhe to hang up the phone by himself. He thought that according to normal logic, Beilu should call to ask questions and comfort himself who was neglected by him.

But after he took a shower, there was no movement on the broken phone, only Xu came to ask him to go online to make an appointment.

Yan He cursed into the receiver, "Get lost!"

Xu Lai was also inexplicably scolded, obviously he himself said it yesterday, remember to remind him to go online today.

Why did you blame him instead.

It was nearly ten o'clock, Yanhe couldn't take it anymore, and wanted to see what Beilu was doing. The new semester had just started, and this job would not have to stay up late at night.

Besides, Hokuriku doesn't often bring back work matters, and most of the nights he likes to watch the boring news.

As soon as the video was connected, Hokuriku was still busy. The video only showed half of his cheeks, which turned pale under the light.

"Why are you still busy? The teaching and research office just started without you!?" Yan He was dissatisfied in his words.

It was only now that Bei Lu found the angle of the video on himself. He stretched his waist, sighed, and said leisurely, "You will give me the data you collected later, and you have already written more than half of it. Send me all the papers."

"What?!" Yan He himself was so busy that he almost forgot that there were more worrying things waiting for him.

In this boring job, there are dull and bad things everywhere.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Beilu pointed the materials he had compiled all night to the camera, and repeated it again.

There are various journals and corresponding requirements on it, and he picked out some according to what the counselor teacher said.

He knew that Yanhe was busy, and he knew that when he was forced to do so, he would throw around like a headless chicken.

Just like when I used to go to school, I never knew how to do my homework until the last moment, and would only procrastinate until I couldn't do it anymore, hugging his arm and begging for mercy.

How many times has he seen his flattering look, he couldn't help but want to pinch his face.

But in the end, Hokuriku would deliberately shake off his hand and give him a cold stare.

"You've been working on this all night?" Yan He felt how stupid he was at this moment.

"Hmm!" Bei Lu felt his eyes were so sore at the moment, he found a bottle of eye drops in the drawer, raised his head and dripped two drops.

The eye fluid flowing down the corners of his eyes left two shallow marks on his cheeks, coupled with his somewhat thick nasal voice, when he dripped twice, he seemed to be choking.

But Yan He burst out laughing, "You can't be moved by yourself, are you?!"

"roll!"

"Where do you want me to go? Go to your bed? Hahahahaha..."

Bei Lu pulled a piece of paper to wipe it clean, looked at him with red eyes, "Aren't you angry?"

Yan He hung up the phone without saying a word, and he knew he was playing petty temper.

"Why are you angry?! Didn't you tell me to rest? I'll just lie down and rest!" Yan He smirked innocently.

"Excellence!" Hokuriku stood up and closed the windows, preparing to wash up and go to sleep.

"You said you have devoted yourself so much to me, what will I get in return?"

Beilu carried it back to change his clothes and ignored him.

But the exposed waist, even the ribs on both sides, dangled in front of Yanhe's eyes, and the thin white skin was surrounded by white light, exuding an attractive luster.

The shallow waist and eyes are his most sensitive place, every time his fingertips are rubbed there, his whole body is tense, and the always indifferent face is full of passion.

Wave after wave could sweep the two of them in at the same time, floating in the world of sex, unable to land for a long time.

That dreamy paradise made him think about it every time, so he abandoned all reality like this.

Before he had time to look carefully, the camera was cut away by Hokuriku, facing the cold ceiling.

"Woc! You did it on purpose, didn't you!" Yan He's furious voice came from the other end of the phone.

There was also some helplessness in that voice.

"What do you think!" Hokuriku changed into his pajamas before turning the camera around again.

"You wait! You will beg for mercy when I go back." Yan He gritted his teeth indignantly.

"Are you sure?" There was a sly smile on the corner of Hokuriku's mouth.

In the eyes of Hokuriku, he is probably the gentle and violent type.

Sometimes those gentle words made him feel like he was in a molasses.

Sweet heart.

For example, he always whispered those indescribable words in his ear.

Let his cold heart heat up with him.

But when he was irritable, his every move would always make him fall into it. He always felt that he was thrown into the air by a tornado and fell into an illusion.

Yan He pestered him for a long time to talk, but he always hung up the phone until very late, and there was nothing important to say back and forth, it was just a little thought in his heart.

When he said it shamelessly in different ways, Hokuriku would reply with a few sentences at first, and then only "um" or "okay" remained at the end. Even amidst his malicious laughter, he would endure Can't help saying "get out".

After hanging up the phone, Bei Lu's cheeks were flushed, he sighed and got up to take a shower.

When he was finally about to fall asleep in a daze, the screen of his mobile phone was shining brightly in the dark.

He slightly raised his eyes and half-closed his eyes, there was only one sentence on it.

Beating Hokuriku's heart in the silent night.

Thanks!Miss you all the time!

He turned over, and the heavy curtains were drawn tightly so that he couldn't see the night sky outside.

There was only his peaceful breathing in the room, but he didn't feel alone.