The south of the mountain and the north of the water are the sun

When Su Shuibei came home, Li Weiyang was busy in the kitchen.

The sound of cutting vegetables and the sound of water washing came from the kitchen alternately.

These ordinary and ordinary voices have not appeared in this house for a long time.

On Su Shuibei's side, warmth and touch have never been vowed vows.

It's not about trying your best to please, pursuing and expressing your love with great fanfare.

Here in Su Shuibei, these exaggerated ways of showing love are not enough to enter his heart, not enough to touch the soft part of his heart.

On the contrary, it's these trivial things, even if it's just the washing water flowing out of the faucet and the greasy oily smoke coming out of the windows.

These couldn't be more ordinary, the simpler life is ordinary, warming this guy who has been isolated for a long time.

The moment you enter the door, there are family members and people you want to protect wholeheartedly.

The things I did before that I was not firm enough, and the things I was a little worried about questioning, all became worthwhile and firm in an instant.

Accompanied quietly, waiting with full expectation, in Su Shuibei's view, the most precious thing in the world.

Su Shuibei walked into the kitchen, and Li Weiyang, who was in a hurry, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "You're back."

"Wait for me a little longer, the meal will be ready soon."

Su Shuibei didn't say a word, but hugged Li Weiyang tightly from behind.

Li Weiyang shrank his neck happily, and quickly poured the chopped celery into the frying pan.

"Be careful, don't burn you."

Su Shuibei ignored him and pressed his face against the guy's back.

The hand touched Li Weiyang's chest dishonestly again.

Li Weiyang is used to suits and leather shoes. Even in this hot summer, he still insists on wearing shirts.

Only the material of the shirt is icy and slippery, and the cuffs are rolled up, so you won't sweat in this room.

Su Shuibei reached in and groped along the gap between the buttons.

The breathing of the two suddenly increased, just like the wok with celery suddenly added.

The dishes in the pot gradually stopped, making a puffing sound.

Next to the frying pan, the two kissed as passionately as the fire.

The beauty of summer, except for the flourishing leaves, except for the hot air, except for the sudden breeze, except for the coolness after the heavy rain, there is also the blatant arrogance and honesty, and the unscrupulous and easy attack. Come romantic and affectionate.

The romance of summer, although there is no white snow, no beautiful flowers, no autumn dyed forests, but there is the temptation in the thin clothes and the infatuation for that temptation.

The food cooked by the person you like is delicious in the world, maybe it is because this fire is different.

A sweet kiss, a plate of green and delicious fried celery, in this sunny day, in the endless singing of birds, in the endless singing of cicadas is satisfying.

The two are not in a hurry to go back to Jinan this summer.

Because now this house and this family are more pure for two people than the one in Jinan.

Although this place is not comparable to the mansion of Li Weiyang's family, the house does belong to Su Shuibei, and only Su Shuibei.

Li Weiyang lives here with peace of mind, exactly the same as his own.

The things that are unique to the two of them are now naturally shared by the two of them by default, so they feel at ease and take it for granted.

Blowing on the air conditioner, eating watermelon and a cool popsicle.

This is the real summer spent together after two people get together.

With nothing to do, Su Shuibei organized his old clothes in the closet, and wanted to donate them to make room.

Because thinking that Li Weiyang's clothes may be hung in these closets in the near future, the two of them will always come back to watch the house during the holidays.

Move the place early to save another burst of busy work.

There are a lot of big pants that my aunt bought for her when she was in high school. Su Shuibei didn't even take a look at these before, so they were always neatly folded in the cupboard and never worn once.

I feel that Li Weiyang brought all the formal clothes, and he has been cooped up at home these days, which is also inconvenient.

Moreover, his clothes cost thousands of dollars. When cooking, they get oil stains, and when they get wet when cleaning, the clothes are ruined.

So I picked out a few loose underpants, took my own big T-shirts, and threw them to Li Weiyang, who was lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone.

Li Weiyang glanced at the thrown clothes, thinking that Su Shuibei just wanted to sort them out, and ignored them.

Unexpectedly, Su Shuibei said lightly, "Put them on."

Li Weiyang was taken aback when he heard this, and stared at Su Shuibei incredulously, "What are you doing?"

"It's fine to wear this at home in the future."

Li Weiyang laughed when he heard this, "Isn't this your clothes, how can I wear them."

"These models are all looser versions with bigger and fatter clothes, which are much bigger than the one on you."

"I won't wear it. If you want to wear it, you can wear it yourself." After Li Weiyang said, he looked up at Su Shuibei's face.

Li Weiyang saw that the guy was serious, so he smiled and said, "I will wear it if you want."

After hearing this, Su Shuibei took off his pants and threw them on the bed without saying a word.

Li Weiyang looked at this guy's bag and grinned.

Of course Su Shuibei knew what Li Weiyang was thinking, so he was not in a hurry to change his pants. He climbed onto the bed and stood in front of Li Weiyang without saying a word, just facing him.

Li Weiyang was sitting against the head of the bed, looking up at this guy's underwear, giggling all the time.

The hormones of this summer are about to explode.

This guy Li Weiyang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He raised his hand and hooked off his underwear with his index finger.

The tip of the nose was slapped, and Li Weiyang smiled even more wildly.

The air conditioner was humming, and no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't put out the fire.

This time, Su Shuibei kept Li Weiyang unable to hold on and begged for mercy before giving up.

After the incident, Li Weiyang was still smiling, and there was a trace of pride in the success of the trick in his eyes.

Putting on his underwear, Li Weiyang first pulled off his shirt to show Su Shuibei, and then said dissatisfiedly, "You ripped off the buttons."

"Then there are no buttons."

Li Weiyang ignored him, folded his shirt, took his trousers, folded them and put them away together. With a grunt, he put on some big underpants that were close-fitting.

Throwing clothes to Su Shuibei again, sticking them in his arms and lying down.

Looking at the ceiling lamp, Li Weiyang smiled and said, "You said, he is so small, the food he eats together grows in a useful place."

He said this purely for a fight, but Su Shuibei was a little tired, so he stopped talking to this guy.

Li Weiyang smiled maliciously, looked up at Su Shuibei.

"Big head son, little head father."

Su Shuibei retracted that arm, and tightly clamped Li Weiyang.

"Who's daddy?"

"I'm."

Clenching his arms again, the boy who was strangled coughed, "You are you, you are father, you are father, and I am son."

"Big head father and little head son, hahahahaha." Li Weiyang became more and more funny.

Su Shuibei stopped making trouble with him, let go of his arm, and let Li Weiyang sleep on his pillow without feeling numb.

There is no pillow, Li Weiyang is not too nervous.

The two of them just stared at the ceiling for a long time.

The sunlight in the window was very bright, and the two people's eyes were shining white, hazy like a dream.

The gradual and steady breathing was covered by the sound of cicadas outside the window and the sound of traffic.

While he was in a daze, Li Weiyang's cell phone rang.

I touched it and saw that it was a notice from the school.

The school where Li Weiyang joined started relatively late, and the students did not go there until September 9.

All newly hired counselors will have seven days of pre-job training, and they are asked to report on September 9.

There was still almost a month left, then Li Weiyang saw how happy Donto was, threw the phone aside, turned around and put his right hand on Su Shuibei's stomach, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Are you thirsty?"

Li Weiyang closed his eyes and nodded.

Su Shuibei sat up with a grunt, and threw Li Weiyang's head onto the pillow.

"What?"

Su Shuibei put on a pair of shorts, and went downstairs shirtless.

When I came back, I had a cup of cold water in my hand.

"Wait a while, the weather is not so hot, let's go and put the clothes in the recycling bin together."

"I'll just go by myself, I know where it is." Li Weiyang said with a sip of water.

"Am I in your way?"

Li Weiyang couldn't help but find it funny when he heard this, seeing this guy being cold and cold, and now he would say such cute and jealous words, it's really cute and funny.

"Actually, you look much better in these casual clothes than in your formal clothes."

"Have it?"

"It's old-fashioned to wear formal clothes."

"I was already older than you."

"Just now he said he was the youngest son."

"Don't talk about it. If you don't talk usually, if you talk, you will choke people to death. That's how I can stand you."

"What you said today has some color."

Li Weiyang was stunned when he heard this, and then he thought about it carefully, "If you choke to death, if you can bear it, isn't it just what happened?"

"Irregularity." Li Weiyang smiled silly, put down the water, and was going to help Su Shuibei tidy up his clothes.

"Stop!" It was almost an order.

Su Shuibei had worked part-time at Uniqlo before, and of course there was no need for Li Weiyang, a brat like Li Weiyang, to make trouble for such things as folding and packing clothes.

After three times, five and two, he packed it up, and hung up Li Weiyang's temporarily folded pants and shirts for him, and put them in different cabinets.

In this way, this guy really has a foothold in this house, and he can be regarded as a master after all.

Not only is a person living in, but even his daily necessities, including his clothes, all occupy a place in this home.

Su Shuibei wanted to give Li Weiyang a sense of existence, and that was it.