Baiyun ambition

After the play ended, Tang Ji waited for them at the door, ignoring Yu Fangyun's gloomy face, turned around and asked Yan Xiru, "Have a drink?"

The teahouse next door is open all night, serving wine for sale at night.Three big men were sitting by the window facing each other, the atmosphere on the table was a bit awkward, out of tune with the excitement around them.

Tang Ji first poured two glasses of wine: "Thank you for taking care of my junior brother in the hospital."

Yan Xiru clinked glasses with him: "Thank you for taking care of Fang Yun at school."

Yu Fangyun's cup was held down by his uncle, so he could only hold a bowl of tea: "...Thank you two for your care."

When Yan Xiru met Tang Ji, Yu Fangyun hadn't graduated from university yet. The circle was not small, and his major had nothing to do with each other. He didn't expect the complicated intersection afterwards.Yan Xiru said it was fate, but Tang Ji's eyes were deep: "If fate is not fate, it must be a coincidence."

Yu Fangyun was also uncharacteristically at this time, he was no longer polite and thoughtful, and he didn't know how to look at people's faces. He was extremely indifferent to his brother's overtures, and he just picked a wooden brick between himself and his uncle.

As dull as Yan Xiru, he also felt some secretly surging hostility from the calm tone on the other side.This hostility surpassed the attitude that an ordinary senior brother should have, and instead confused him. If Tang Ji really had something in mind for his junior brother, why did he take up the quota and squeeze people out?He originally planned to pry his mouth open when he was drunk, but he only added wine to the glass twice, and he was taken away first. The tea room was full of his friends who had heard the opera, and the enthusiasm was overwhelming.

Tang Ji looked at his back and asked again: "Is it Yan Xiru?"

Yu Fangyun nodded expressionlessly: "Yes."

The senior brother put down his glass and said bitterly, "Being able to stay in the research institute now is an opportunity that many people would not be jealous of, but you didn't even look at it back then, and handed over this opportunity to me. I know you have another opportunity." Plan, the thoughts in your heart have always been twists and turns, no one can figure it out. But now you put on such a cute look, even I almost believe it, you are so innocent and harmless, you will be jealous of your senior brother, Yu Fangyun who will be bullied."

In plain words, it was like a thunderbolt, breaking through the fragile face on the opposite side.

Yu Fangyun's eyes sank to the bottom of the river, and the corners of his mouth became stiff, like air blowing against a fan.

"We all know that the rift between teachers and sects is all groundless, and we don't even bother to explain it. But counting from the time you entered the hospital on your own will, where did the fate come from? Tell me, which one is a coincidence?"

The alcohol was getting stronger, his face was full of drunkenness, but he was very sober.

Is it a coincidence to enter Tongshan?Yu Fangyun shook his head.Leaving the institute from the very beginning was a choice he made by going against the professor's original intention and insisting on his own opinion.With so many hospitals, Tongshan was the only option.Afterwards, rumors and rumors started from nowhere, making everyone think that he was an isolated victim, and Yan Xiru also misunderstood that he was a pure and kind little white rabbit who was bullied.That being the case, Yu Fangyun thought, it might be easier to get close to him with such an innocent image.

The timing of coming in was not a coincidence, he deliberately waited for Sun Qi to be transferred back before entering the hospital, so that the department assignments would be reshuffled so that he would have a chance to be assigned to the general surgery group.

Yu Fangyun squeezed the cap of the pen tightly under the table. Even when he picked up Yan Xiru's pen in the hospital on the first day, he stood there and waited for a long time.As long as one person has the intention, then all chances are not accidental, and not all coincidences are coincidences.It was because of him that he made up his mind to choose a major, and he hummed a few lines occasionally because he heard about his hobbies and then followed him to learn, and so on... Even his temper and personality are not coincidences.Since the uncle was pretending to be frivolous, he would choose the exact opposite to be obedient and upright, restrained but not introverted, clear but not innocent.

When he saw Yan Xiru, all his expressions were preset, and he even pretended to be ignorant.Yu Fangyun buried everything in his heart, and only revealed a few words to his senior brother, admitting that it was for one person from the beginning to the end.

What kind of fate is this, and what kind of fate is this.

Tang Ji couldn't see through him, but he wanted to watch him.The classmate has worked together for so many years, only he can see through that Yu Fangyun's harmless appearance is a borrowed human skin, and the painting is Zhang Yan Xiru's favorite appearance.But the mask is always fake and beautified, and no one breaks it. Can it really be worn for a lifetime?

But Yu Fangyun answered him indifferently: "I am willing, so what do I have to do with senior brother?"

The air became colder, the smell of wine dissipated, and there was nothing more to say, so the senior got up and left.Yu Fangyun picked up a cup of tea, but what he sipped was the cool breeze and cold moon.

Glazed light reflected on the water, and thoughts shattered into glowing fragments.What Tang Ji said was right, his thoughts were full of twists and turns, all of which were hidden secrets.

Yan Xiru walked towards him from a distance, his steps were open and brisk.It's only a few short steps before him, but Yu Fangyun has to look at his words and count his steps.

"The soup season is gone?"

"Ah."

Yan Xiru sat down and stared at him in a daze.Just as Yu Fangyun put down his teacup, there was still water in the corner of his mouth. His lips were originally red, but they looked even more tender when they touched the water.The last time I secretly kissed him in my sleep, I almost didn't dare to use any force. If I pressed it tightly, I don't know if the touch would be as soft...

He was distracted here, but he didn't notice that Yu Fangyun secretly changed the cups and cleaned up the half bottle of wine left by Tang Ji one cup after another.When it was discovered, the cardamom was soaked in the wine tank again.Only after seeing his drinking capacity on the spot did he realize that half a bottle can make people blush and fall over on the back of a chair.Yan Xiru touched that hand, but there was no response, and when he touched that soft cheek again, he would rub against it.

A hand was hugged by Yu Fangyun, Yan Xiru had no choice but to half-support and half-hold him out of the door.Usually, my feet are not stable, but now I drink too much and it is crooked. I finally got into the car, and when I was wearing a seat belt, my arms were wrapped around my arms.

Yu Fangyun was usually quiet, but when he was drunk, he would tilt his head and stick to the seat and utter some muttering syllables. The only word he could hear clearly was the word "Uncle Shi".Yan Xiru was concentrating on being a driver, but couldn't help but look sideways. He melted in wine, and he was softer and naive than usual.

When they arrived at the door, they couldn't be coaxed out of the car, so Yan Xiru had no choice but to turn around and grab those limp arms and put them on his shoulders.Yu Fangyun immediately put his arms around his shoulders and jumped up on his back, but his knees didn't cooperate, always squeezing the uncle's waist, rubbing and pushing.

In just a few steps, Yan Xiru's forehead was dripping with sweat.Cute is cute, and the toss is not so powerful.

At the door of the house, Yu Fangyun was still pawing himself like a koala, Yan Xiru patted his butt, already confused.I had no choice but to press his hand to open the fingerprint lock, and opened the door. The uncle was very polite, and first said hello to Shou Shou: "Godfather, good evening."

A clean white carpet was newly laid in front of the bedroom door and extended to the bed.Yan Xiru was afraid that he would step on the mud, so he strode over, but the man on his back suddenly became fussy, grabbed the door frame with one hand, and the center of gravity under his feet instantly became unstable, and he fell to the ground with him on his back.

Yan Xiru really couldn't lose his temper, brushed away his broken hair and touched his forehead, it was so hot that his hands were burning: "Do you want to vomit?"

Yu Fangyun shook his head, only using this arm as a quilt, covered himself, and fell on his back.The two huddled together on the carpet.

After something happened, Cardamom rolled on top of Yan Xiru, pressed the quilt under him, and sweat dripped between his brows.After staring at each other in silence for a long time, Yu Fangyun jumped up, his shoulder hit the open drawer at the head of the bed, and the whole chest of drawers fell out with a clang.Large and small things with similar shapes rolled the entire carpet at once.

Yan Xiru had nowhere to put his hands—with so many walnuts, did he poke a chinchilla's nest? !

"This one was from four years ago, this one was last month, this one was last week, and this one..." Yu Fangyun folded his legs and pressed on his knees, forcing Yan Xiru into a corner, showing off drunkenly His worthless collection.I went to break his fingers again to check if he had stolen anything.

The way of drinking madness is unexpected, even the walnuts are not spared.Yan Xiru coaxed him: "Understood, it's all yours... I won't fight with you." As if lying to a child, she whispered softly, begging him to move his hands away from between his thighs.

But Yu Fangyun dropped his things and rushed forward, put his arms on the sides of his shoulders, propped himself on the carpet, looked down at him from top to bottom, and said word by word, "I like everything."

The light from the glass lamp shone down, shining brightly, making this cardamom's eyebrows and eyes shine.Is there really such a carp spirit in the world?Yan Xiru was amazed.He bumped into and grabbed it, causing ripples in his heart, but slipped away from his palm with a flick of his tail.

After Yu Fangyun finished speaking on his own, he leaned on his chest with a soft elbow, breathed evenly, and fell into a sound dream again.The hot breath was blown into the neckline, this man was innocently bewitched, but Yan Xiru had been sparked a long time ago, and finally straightened up, grabbed his arm, turned over and pressed on him.

The soft cherry was sucked in the mouth, this time it was not a light touch, Yan Xiru poked his tongue in, curled up the other's tongue and entangled, the melted honey water quenched the desire, and stirred up endless desire.

The man also responded to him in his drunken dream.From lips to chin, his cuffs had been torn loose, and his light blue collar button was also pulled off, and he stuck it to suck the Adam's apple exposed under the collar, leaving a series of marks on the collarbone.

A night owl hooted outside the window.Yan Xiru took advantage of the moonlight to bring into his eyes every inch of fair skin under the light.He has never been more sober than now, and he has never tasted such impulsiveness.No matter how cold this person's face is, his lips and teeth are still hot.

Yu Fangyun is a group of clouds whose shape can't be touched. You can't see the panorama when you look at it from a distance or near. You have to be in it to know the warmth inside.

He still didn't let go of himself, his slender index finger twisted and twisted in his big hand, which broke Yan Xiru's mind... All uncles and nephews, go to hell.He only wants him to be his little lover, not ashamed or ashamed, romantic every night.

A short but hearty lingering kiss, one is more than fun.This time it was his turn to pull Yu Fangyun's chin and kiss him. Yan Xiru licked his tongue between his teeth and wanted to pry open the door, but he bit back, bleeding from his upper lip, and the fishy smell spread from the tip of his tongue.

The smell of blood made Yu Fangyun excited, and wrapped around his neck to respond more enthusiastically, but Yan Xiru's hot blood rushing to his head instantly cooled down.

He lingered on the shore, struggling for a long time, but still moved his hands away from the soft waist.But the fist was clenched even tighter, and a bloody slit appeared on the palm.

I couldn't help laughing at myself: Yan Xiru, you can't do it, can you?

What he wants is at his fingertips, but he is reluctant to take the last step.If you take it too seriously, you will feel hasty if you omit any sentence.

Yan Xiru hugged him to the bed, without taking off his clothes, neatly covered him with a blanket, pressing it down to his chin.Before leaving, she didn't forget to wipe off the sweat from his temples and kissed his forehead.

"Good night, Cardamom."

It's just that this time it lasted less than 1 minute, and any more second would have to disarm and surrender.

Yu Fangyun opened his eyes again, the moonlight was thicker.The uncle left in a panic, and he didn't forget to tidy up the messy walnuts and carpets on the ground.

He pretended to be drunk and skillful, every breath and caress just now was vivid in his mind, and his body had already responded honestly.The solitary cedar stands upright in the wilderness. When travelers pass by and lean on it, the leaves of the whole tree will tremble, and the snow covering the whole body will melt.

He covered his face with the pillow, revealing the corners of his mouth, just to catch a bit of the grand moonlight tonight.

Like this is to hide more and more. Every thought and secret is a walnut full of ravines in your hands. Over the years, it has been locked in a drawer, and it is rare to put it out to bask in the moonlight tonight.

"It's just a few encounters, so you're so sure that you like him?"

Why did the people who put on the stage and sing in the opera get deeper?Tang Ji doesn't understand, and no one will understand.

How inferior and conceited he was, he put all his eggs in one basket and gambled on his heart.