Luting Canteen

Before Li Hui opened the door and rushed in, Yan Ting was squatting on the ground to take out Li Hui's underwear from the suitcase. He was hugged violently by Li Hui.

Unexpectedly, Li Hui was quite strong, plus the force of rushing forward was confiscated, Yan Ting fell to the ground without standing still, took Li Hui to kneel and threw himself into his arms, Yan Zi followed behind Running over, I saw my elder brother sitting on the ground with his long legs spread out in embarrassment, and Li Hui hugged his neck tightly. I couldn't help but want to laugh, but I thought that there must be something wrong with Li Hui. , so he whispered to Yan Ting:

"what's wrong?"

Yan Ting glanced sideways at Li Hui, feeling the heat on his neck, made a "crying" gesture to Yan Zi, and waved her hand to let her go out first, Yan Zi really wanted to gossip, but was caught by Yan Ting's eyes After staring at him, he retreated, so he curled his lips and left reluctantly.

Just thinking that this girl didn't even know how to help her, she heard the sound of approaching footsteps again, Yan Ting looked over and saw Yan Zi took two pictures of him and Li Hui with her mobile phone, and proudly confided to herself He stuck out his tongue and slammed the door shut before he could speak.

Sighing, Yan Ting felt a little pain in his head.But holding this little guy in his arms made him even more worried: It was fine just now, what happened now?

"Li Hui, what's the matter? Come, tell me."

Gently pulling his arm away from his neck, Yan Ting held his teary face with both hands, wiped Li Hui's tears with his thumb, and said with a smile:

"I cried twice today. If you cry every time you see me, then it's good to see me?"

"no!"

He retorted loudly, Yan Ting was taken aback, Li Hui wiped away his tears and snot with the back of his hand carelessly, and then unfolded the white handkerchief that was still wet in his hand.

"Young master, do you still remember?"

"Remember what?"

Looking at the handkerchief, Yan Ting didn't know what Li Hui wanted to say.

"Here! Sister Yan Zi said that she embroidered this, and she said that the son's handkerchief disappeared later,"

Yan Ting looked at the place Li Hui was pointing at, and there was a lump on it that had become darker due to being wet - it could barely be said to be an embroidery pattern, but it was really hard to see.

Li Hui kept staring at Yan Ting's face, not even daring to vent his breath.Yan Ting thought about it again, saw the word "Guang" again, and remembered the "Ting" that was abandoned halfway and only had the prefix "Guang", and then slowly remembered:

——This is the only handkerchief that Yan Zi ever made for herself. The girl had poor patience, and she didn't want to touch it anymore after finishing this one. In the end, she bought one as a gift for Tang Meng.After her article disappeared, she still complained about not paying attention to her works.

It is said to be missing, but it seems that it was given to a child to wipe the wound——

Yan Ting shifted his gaze from the handkerchief to Li Hui's face:

"What is it, here you are?"

Hearing these words, Li Hui's tense expression gradually relaxed, excitement, grievance, and excitement mixed together, coupled with the unbelievable feeling that even he felt, these kinds of emotions knocked him down inside. After speaking, he opened his mouth, looked at Yan Ting, and felt something that he hadn't experienced before, even he couldn't explain it clearly, like a feeling of pity:

The person who saved him was the same person as the young master, which made him very happy. He didn't understand why, but he and the young master had met before. He happened to be nine years old that day, and thought he would not survive. It was the young master who saved him. He is the son——

Without even thinking about it, Li Hui pressed his lips to Yan Ting's mouth, and kissed awkwardly. Yan Ting was a little dazed by his initiative and what he had just learned. He made an impatient sound in frustration, and his tongue only licked his mouth, and he knew that the little guy wanted to imitate the way they kissed before.Yan Ting gently followed his back, simply folded his legs together, let Li Hui sit up with his arms around his neck, leaned against the bed and taught him to kiss, and raised his legs a little bit so that he could sit more stably.

Was that dirty child at that time Li Hui?

Yan Ting thought.

Hugging Li Hui who was getting more and more excited in his arms, Yan Ting smiled wryly: The two of you are in this position, it's okay or not.Of course he was happy that the little guy was like this, but now he was not in Luting, Yan Zi was there, and he didn't want the little guy to wake up the next day in an unfamiliar place and feel extremely shy.

So Yan Ting deliberately slowed down the kiss, and slowly followed Li Hui's back, trying to calm him down.

He himself remembered that his grandfather told him to go to Jinzhou to have fun and see what happened in Henglelou.

Because it was his 19th birthday that night, he would have dinner with his grandfather and the others as usual, so there was only one day left to eat and drink whatever he wanted.

So early in the morning, he went to buy fried dough sticks wrapped in glutinous rice from the shop in the innermost alley of the two east streets. It is said that the locals lined up to buy and eat.He also fell in love with him in Jinzhou these days.The glutinous rice is soft and sticky just right, and there is a fragrance of lotus seeds. It is brushed with a thin layer of boiled honey syrup, and then covered with soybean flour. The crispy fried dough sticks are not soft even if they are wrapped in hot air.In fact, there are wrapped potato shreds and other types to choose from, but Yan Ting still likes this one the most.

Thinking about leaving today, he wanted to go to Henglelou again, and there was still a task he hadn't finished yet: Ye Qi kept yelling for him to wear ancient costumes and take pictures with him, saying that he couldn't go to Jinzhou by himself Gucheng felt it, so he had to make up for him.

That guy has always been interested in ancient costumes and comics, and he wanted to read them whenever he had the chance. Yan Ting was confused by his and Tang Meng's kind eyes, so he had to agree.

In the past few days when I came to Jinju, I really saw people wearing ancient costumes and posing with cameras everywhere. It was very lively recently, but Yan Ting was not interested in asking why. He didn’t like places with many people, so he walked to In front of an empty stall, I looked at the clothes. The stall owner saw that he seemed to be interested, so he quickly greeted him. In the end, he even said, "Student baby, you can rent one. I've been waiting for you to open this morning." .

Yan Ting couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to choose the most plain white suit and put it on the outside of the clothes.Jinju in mid-August is not quite like W City. It is generally cooler here, and now I don’t feel hot in this thin gown.The stall owner brushed his hair quickly, and stuck a cloth towel wrapped in a bun.Yan Ting's front hair was already long, so it really looks like an ancient prince.

When he walked to the street, Yan Ting was a little embarrassed at first, but when he turned to a deserted alley, the clothes on his body and the bluestone roads of this ancient city made him really feel like walking in the ancient Jiangling. felt it.So he walked around again, Yan Ting found an empty alley, and was about to set up a camera stand to take pictures, but suddenly a black shadow stumbled over, almost hitting the shelf, Yan Ting quickly stepped over and stopped That person, at first glance, turned out to be a child in ancient costume.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Seeing that his face was also dirty, Yan Ting looked the child up and down again. His hands and ankles were scratched and looked like they hadn't been treated.

"Why are you bleeding?"

Just as soon as he asked, the child quickly took a few steps back, and he had no choice but to let go of his hand.Seeing him looking at his clothes timidly, Yan Ting thought for a while, guessing that he might be afraid of soiling his white body, so he smiled lightly:

"The clothes are borrowed, and I have to return them later, otherwise it doesn't matter. By the way, do you want some water and something to eat?"

Seeing that the child's lips were chapped, and it was August again, he probably didn't drink much water, so he handed over a bottle of mineral water, and then handed over the leftover glutinous rice-wrapped fritters to signal the child to eat.But he didn't take it, swallowed hesitantly, Yan Ting smiled, and simply put the thing in his hand.Maybe it smelled the fragrance, the child immediately stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it in big mouthfuls, but he was choked in the middle, Yan Ting quickly gave him a pat on the back:

"Don't worry, eat slowly, come and drink first."

Unscrewing the bottle cap for him, seeing that he was gurgling again, and the water was about to bottom out, Yan Ting took out another bottle, touched his body, and found that the tissue was used up, and looked again, and found that Yan Zi gave it to himself. The experimental handkerchief No. [-] was in the bag, so he took out some water and wet it, and wanted to wipe the child's face, but just reached out, the child trembled, Yan Ting saw that he didn't want to be touched by strangers, so he again He raised his hand, and he took it carefully, then tied the handkerchief tightly.

"By the way, where are you from? Where are your parents? Why are you wandering outside alone? Are you lost? Do you want me to help—"

Before he finished speaking, the child took a few steps back, glanced at himself, and then stumbled away.Yan Ting chased him for a few steps, and remembered that the camera and bag were there, so he hurried over to get them, and then ran a few steps in the direction where the child was running, but no one was in sight.

At this time, a few people came over holding their cameras, Yan Ting carried his bag and folded up the camera stand.

Was that kid just a beggar?No wonder it's dirty, but fortunately it's not too hot now, otherwise it would be quite unbearable.Thinking of this, Yan Ting sighed, stuffed the camera holder into his backpack, and walked towards Hengle Building.

Was that child actually Li Hui?

Yan Ting closed his eyes and hugged Li Hui's waist tighter.The little guy's breathing was a little less rapid, but because he was sitting on his body, his body couldn't bear the occasional twisting.Yan Ting felt something was wrong, he clearly felt the little guy's change, and after a while, Li Hui cried while kissing:

"Young Master, Young Master, I seem to want to, like last time——"

After finishing speaking, he froze there at a loss, Yan Ting gritted his teeth, hugged him horizontally, let him wrap his arms around his neck, leaned down and whispered in his ear:

"Li Hui, now I want to teach you something that men can do, okay?"

Nodding nervously, Li Hui wanted to know what Yan Ting was going to do, so he raised his head, but was kissed by Yan Ting again:

"Don't look at it today, dear."

Taking a breath, Yan Ting knew that his situation was not very good, so he reached into Li Hui's pants and stroked them lightly.The little guy trembled and closed his eyes even tighter.

Yan Ting couldn't control the heat and shape of his palm, but he still patiently helped Li Hui move slowly.The little guy was very nervous at first, but gradually he leaned his neck back and made a short sound, Yan Ting quickly kissed him again and whispered:

"Hey, keep quiet, hold on, baby, hold on."

Li Hui hugged Yan Ting's neck tightly, he heard the son's voice, but it seemed to be surrounded by something, muffled and ethereal around his ears.He felt that he was going to tremble, as if a current of heat was going to sink down his waist.But the son's hands are there, they will get dirty.

In a hurry, Li Hui wanted to twist his body so that the young master's hand would leave, but he couldn't help trembling even more, he couldn't help but lift up his waist, and when he wanted to speak, his mouth was firmly kissed, and his voice could only be muffled. Throat, finally his body softened, and the young master slowly ended the kiss.

Unable to see Yan Ting's appearance clearly, Li Hui could only try his best to open his eyes, and whispered something after panting.Yan Ting leaned over and heard that he originally said thank you, so he smiled wryly and kissed Li Hui's slightly sweaty forehead.