perfect stand-in

Walking along the cobblestone path to the red double doors, the memory of going home with his family countless times came flooding back, and Lin Youzhan suddenly felt a sense of "near-native feeling".After so many years, people are no longer, but are things still there?Has the layout of the house changed?Is the furniture still the same?Is that familiar feeling still there?

Lin Youzhan suddenly didn't dare to enter this house, the house that carried countless happy or sad childhood and youth of him, his parents, and Lin Yourong.

He suddenly felt a betrayal of his relatives, without the pain of disappointment in the workplace, without the helplessness of life ending abruptly, he stumbled and walked on the road of life without incident, he had gained so much that he was a little panicked.

Shao Mingyu took out the key to open the door, Lin Youzhan held his wrist, looking at Shao Mingyu with a dazed look in his eyes.

Shao Mingyu grabbed Lin Youzhan's shoulders and pushed him half-forced into the house.

The layout and large-scale utensils have not changed, only trivial things such as cups, dishes, hanging paintings and ornaments indicate that the house has changed hands.

Standing in the center of the living room, Lin Youzhan saw sunlight leaking in through the cracks in the curtains, filled with smoke and dust, blurring the time.As if he had never grown up, he was still the ordinary high school student who hung shoulder to shoulder with Lin Yourong and struggled with studying.Who would have thought that after a few years, his and You Rong's lives would undergo such earth-shaking changes?

"Let's go, let's go to your room." Shao Mingyu took Lin Youzhan's hand and entered his previous room.

The up-and-down wooden bed is placed against the wall, the small wardrobe stands next to the door, and the two study tables are side by side. There are no extra bits and pieces, as if he has been out for many years and his mother has cleaned up too much. s room.

Shao Mingyu went to the bed and lay down, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Lin Youzhan, "Are you going to sleep or get out of bed?"

"Get out of bed." Lin Youzhan also walked over and sat down, quietly looking at the room he was so familiar with.

"Shao Mingyu, if you were given a chance to go back in time, when would you most like to go back in time?" Suddenly, he asked.

Shao Mingyu didn't hesitate for a moment: "I'm not going anywhere."

"Why?" Lin Youzhan was a little surprised: "Don't you have any regrets you want to make up for?"

"You can make up for it now, why go back to the past. Even if you go back to the past to make up for the previous regrets, there must be new regrets. Do you have to go back to the past again? Isn't it endless." Shao Mingyu replied.

Lin Youzhan was speechless.Yeah, people always think that going back and doing it all over again will solve the problem, but the only way is to move forward and leave the regret and sorrow behind.

Shao Mingyu lay on his back on the bed, the place covered by the upper bed was dark, he raised his hand, and stroked the rough bed board, deep and shallow scratches were engraved on his fingertips one by one, he tried to open his eyes to see , A vague answer surged in my heart.

"Look, Azhan, what did you engrave." He was like a teenager who came to his lover's house for the first time, looking for the imprint of his lover's growth from clues.

Lin Youzhan bent down to look, but Shao Mingyu turned over and crushed him.

In the dark and unclear getting out of bed area, the two heads were close together, and the breathing was softly ringing in the ears.

"Tell me," Shao Mingyu grabbed Lin Youzhan's left hand, put it on his lips and kissed it: "Do you feel better doing it here?"

Before Lin Youzhan could reply, he kissed again, like a devout believer, kissing Lin Youzhan's back, palm, and five fingers one by one.

The lips and teeth covered the fingertips, and the soft tongue licked the fingertips, bringing a numb and hot comfort, and the pleasure of licking the fingers was particularly intense.This lip-to-finger contact does not contain any erotic meaning. This is the most primitive and most natural act of expressing love and possessing a partner --- appreciating and kissing every part of each other's body. The other party is full of their own taste.

Lin Youzhan was immersed in such a small, wordless comfort.

After a while, Shao Mingyu asked, "Are you comfortable?"

The wet fingers withdrew from the warm mouth, wrapped in air, and felt a burst of coolness.

"Comfortable." Lin Youzhan snorted softly, and rubbed his fingers against Shao Mingyu's lips, expressing his desire to have it again.

Shao Mingyu smiled, and opened his mouth to enclose Lin Youzhan's ring finger.

Lin Youzhan only felt that something was encircling his fingers, not a soft tongue, but a hard and small... ring?

His heart trembled.

Shao Mingyu no longer had sex, he grabbed his hand and raised it up, his wet hand gleamed with sparkles under the dim light, and that delicate ring was discreetly circled around Lin Youzhan. The root of the ring finger of the left hand.

Lin Youzhan stared blankly, opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't utter a word.Then, he found that Shao Mingyu was also wearing a ring that was exactly the same as his on the hand holding his wrist.

"Stay with me forever." Under the weak light, Lin Youzhan heard Shao Mingyu say: "Although I can't go to get the certificate, I still want to wear the same ring as you, live in the same house, and say a lot to each other." If you want to share your happiness and bear your pain, would you like to?"

Will he?Lin Youzhan wanted to say I am willing, but suddenly found that his eyes were hot, his throat was choked up, and he couldn't say anything...

"I got it, I got it..." Shao Mingyu hugged him and said, "Azhan, I'm so happy, I'm really happy, you know."

Shao Mingyu, I am also very happy.Lin Youzhan said softly in his heart.

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It is estimated that there will only be one chapter later, with an epilogue and a small extra.