Winning the Male Lead

The September sun still has the power of flames, not the most violent midsummer, but it still makes the students in the military training unable to laugh. Row after row of students wearing blue flower marine uniforms stand neatly, most of them are covered by His complexion was black and red.

In the shade of trees in the distance, the white shirt outlines a figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist in the sunlight, as if he is staring intently.

In the team, amidst the red and black skin, the snow-white chin that was suppressed by the brim of the hat and fell into the shadow stood out. There was a little baby fat on the cheeks, and the lips were biting lightly. It was obvious that they were about to lose their feet.

"Jiang Yue, what are you looking at?"

Jiang Yue withdrew his eyes, and said calmly, "It's nothing, let's go." Because a research project couldn't get away from him, the school exempted him from military training, and he just passed by the military training playground after lunch.

The seniors in the same team cast their eyes towards the team and said with a smile: "Hey, there is a boy who is so white."

Jiang Yue turned his head and glanced at him, "Don't look at it." His tone was flat, with a tone of command, the senior was used to Jiang Yue's condescending manner when speaking, geniuses have privileges, scratched his head, and said in embarrassment : "Don't watch it, don't watch it, go back and continue the revolution." I completely forgot that it was Jiang Yue who stopped first.

The two of them hadn't gone far when there was a commotion behind them. The senior subconsciously turned his head and smiled again, "Some people fainted, and the school really does. It takes one or two faints every year to be comfortable."

The footsteps raised stopped, Jiang Yue tilted his head slightly, his black hair hung down to the side of his face, covering his handsome eyebrows and eyes, "Let's go."

Returning to the laboratory and putting on a white robe, Jiang Yue took a pen to record the experimental data. The pen in his hand paused with a thoughtful expression on his face. Slowly fade away.

"Jiang Yue!"

The senior beside him exclaimed, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yue came back to his senses, put down the pen calmly, and said coldly: "I'm not feeling well, let's go first."

"what?"

Jiang Yue took off his white robe directly, screwed up the pen, and walked out without saying a word under the stunned eyes of the senior.

Senior: Genius skipping class, bear it.

The weather in September is always changing. The sun was still scorching just now, and now there are layers of dark clouds floating in the sky. Thunder and lightning seemed to be on the verge of breaking out in the sultry air. The crowd on the campus stepped up their pace, and Jiang strode into the crowd with great strides. , with a cold look on his face, and those who passed him couldn't help but look at him more—Jiangshen is really the best in the world.

The door of the school doctor's room was knocked lightly, but no one responded. Jiang Yue pushed open a crack in the door and glanced in. Papers and pens were scattered on the school doctor's desk, probably someone walked away temporarily.

The white curtain covered the hospital bed inside, and Jiang Yue put his hand on the curtain and gently pulled it open.

"Student, what are you doing?"

A middle-aged woman's voice came from behind, Jiang Yue turned his head, looked at the colonel doctor's gaze, put his hands down, and said with narrowed eyes: "It's nothing."

……

It was a cloudy day outside, and the rain was pouring. Although it was still afternoon, the lights in the dormitory building had been turned on sporadically. The key was inserted into the dormitory door. Jiang Yue pushed the door open and heard the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and his expression relaxed.

After a while, the wet Ding Letian came out, wearing light-yellow shorts, a short-sleeved T-shirt with a cartoon pattern, a towel on his head, wiping his wet hair with both hands, staring at Jiang Yue who was also dripping in surprise Eyes widened, "Jiang Yue, why did you get drenched so hard... Is there no umbrella in the lab?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yue closed the door behind him, raised his hand and stroked his wet hair, revealing his smooth forehead, his handsome face showed a kind of unfeeling beauty, he turned around and raised his arm to hook Ding Letian neck, bowed his head and kissed it.

Ding Letian seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then instinctively and softly responded to the past, the sweet water vapor from the heavy rain outside mixed with the faint fragrance after bathing, Jiang Yue sucked his lips hard, and whispered: "Wash again? "

"..." Ding Letian lowered his head, his face blushed slightly, covered by thick eyelashes, and he seemed to acquiesce.

Jiang Yue picked up the man by the waist and entered the bathroom.

Fragrant heat remained in the bathroom, Jiang Yue raised his hand and took off Ding Letian's T-shirt, hesitating for a moment when he was about to stick his big palm on his skin, his eyes fell on the faint red marks above Ding Letian's waist and below his ribs, calm and calm Bodao: "Where did it come from?"

"Ah..." Ding Letian glanced down, and said in a panic, "Teacher, the instructor asked me to cooperate and demonstrate the capture, and accidentally touched it."

His skin is thin, Jiang Yue has always known that every night he has to strip Ding Letian naked, inspecting it like a private property, if there are any traces that he is not familiar with, he must ask clearly.

"He asked you to cooperate, so you cooperate?" His slender fingers landed on the first button of the collar, Jiang Yue slowly unbuttoned his shirt, and said lightly, "Is it fun?"

Ding Letian rubbed his arms and murmured, "It's not fun."

"Take it off yourself." Jiang Yue said coldly.

Ding Letian obediently took off himself completely.

Jiang Yue took off his shirt, and the rain-soaked black trousers were tightly attached to his body, wrapping his strong muscle lines. Ding Letian curled up in a ball naked, not daring to look at him.

Jiang Yue directly hugged the man into his arms, and carefully checked him from head to toe.

Rubbing the black hair with fingers, it fell to Ding Letian's ear, not letting go of the inside of the ear. His eyes meandered from the neck all the way to Ding Letian's slender waist, turning him over, two lumps of flesh like peaches White and tender, looking a little red, Jiang Yue rubbed it vigorously, "Here, did you touch it?"

"No." Ding Letian shook his head violently, the tip of his ears were red, he grabbed Jiang Yue's arm with both hands, and whispered, "Really not."

"Yeah." Jiang Yue responded in a low voice, lowered his head and bit his neck.

"Ah——" Ding Letian let out a soft cry, his buttocks were kneaded back and forth in Jiang Yue's palm, his body, which was accustomed to Jiang Yue's caress, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he raised his head to exhale heat.

Jiang Yue lowered his head to hold his lips, pulled his legs away, and said lightly, "Take it out."

Ding Letian blushed more and more. It seemed that no matter how many times he had done with Jiang Yue, he was so shy every time. He put the zipper on with trembling fingers. With the shaved shoulders together, his hands rested on the edge of Jiang Yue's black underwear, swallowed lightly, and slowly pulled it down.

Straight objects popped out.

Jiang Yue approached again, pushed the red-faced person to the bathroom wall, pressed the shower button, and the warm water poured down, and the cold voice was full of strong desire, "Play by yourself."

Ding Letian stretched out his hand in silence.

"Look up," Jiang Yue said, "look at me."

The round eyes met the long and narrow almond eyes, the lips trembled and opened, and as the palms turned up and down, they breathed out a mouthful of hot air, Ding Letian's eyes filled with tears of longing, Jiang Yue hooked his lips and smiled, "Do you like it?" ?”

"Hi, I like it." Ding Letian said tremblingly.

Jiang Yue spread his arms, looked down at the small group of Ding Letian condescendingly, and said sharply, "Then do it yourself."

The standing posture was too embarrassing for Ding Letian. After several failed attempts, Ding Letian cried out in embarrassment, sucked his nose, and began to stammer again, "Jiang, Jiang Yue...help, help me... ..."

"It's really useless." Jiang Yue said coldly, with his arms hanging down, he hugged Ding Letian tightly, and leaned over to give him a deep kiss, which made Ding Letian snort, and suddenly wrapped his two slender legs around his waist At the moment, Jiang Yue leaned on the wall and slowly took possession of him. Ding Letian clasped his hands on Jiang Yue's shoulders and screamed again and again, crying, "No, no...it's too swollen..."

"Okay." Jiang Yue said expressionlessly, "Hurry up."

The love affair in the bathroom ended until Ding Letian's fingers turned white, his whole body became a puddle of mud, and he almost couldn't hang on Jiang Yue's body, so he was hugged by Jiang Yue back to the small single bed in the dormitory.

Jiang Yue took out a towel and wiped the hair of the person lying on his chest.

Ding Letian twitched and said aggrievedly: "I, my legs are so sore... Tomorrow, what should I do for the military training tomorrow?"

"Then I won't go." Jiang Yue said lightly.

Ding Letian wiped his tears on his chest, sobbing softly: "No, it can't be done."

"Okay." Jiang Yue rubbed his head, embraced him, and said calmly, "I say yes."

After that, Ding Letian did not go to the military training again. Jiang Yue applied for an assistant position and asked Ding Letian to accompany him to the laboratory. Ding Letian timidly followed him into the land of genius. He obediently sat in the lounge of the laboratory eating snacks and playing computer games.

At noon, Jiang Yue took Ding Letian to dinner. Ding Letian's eyes brightened and he said, "Jiang Yue, you have an umbrella in the lounge. You didn't find it yesterday, did you?" The joy of mortals who make mistakes.

Jiang Yue said 'hmm', and Ding Letian heard his nasal voice, "Are you cold?"

"No." Jiang Yue resisted the urge to touch his nose.

In the afternoon, Jiang Yue's cold got worse, and even sneezed a few times. The seniors in the same group were surprised: "Do geniuses catch colds too?"

Jiang Yue got up, "I'll go first."

"Okay, let's go, yesterday you said you were not feeling well, do you want to go..." The senior slowly suppressed the word 'school doctor' in Jiang Yue's indifferent and sharp eyes.

Knocking on the door of the lounge, Jiang Yue pushed the door open, and said to Ding Letian, who was full of snacks, "I'm going back."

"Okay." Ding Letian wiped his mouth with a tissue, quickly got up and stood beside Jiang Yue, glanced at Jiang Yue's flushed nose, and whispered, "Do you want to take medicine?"

"No need." Jiang Yue frowned.

"Didn't you blow your hair yesterday?... It rained again, and you didn't take medicine... Do you want to drink porridge? Someone in our class had a fever and fainted during military training... Naturally, you still have a fever and a cold, you, you want Be careful..."

……

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, Jiang Yue opened his eyes suddenly, "Come in."

"Jiang Yuan," said the assistant outside the door, "Director Zheng would like to invite you to dinner tonight, would you like to see?"

"No." Jiang Yue stood up, wearing a neat suit, raised his hand to glance at the watch on his left hand, a simple ring shimmered on his slender finger, "I will rest tomorrow."

"I know," the assistant smiled ambiguously, "It's your wedding anniversary."

Jiang Yue was noncommittal, with his usual indifferent expression. After the youthful and charming feeling faded away, all he had left was a sharp sense of alienation.

Only an assistant who had worked by his side for four or five years would dare to lightly play such a joke on him.

Anyway, it was Jiangyuan's wedding anniversary, and that kind of day could still be a little easier.

The assistant watched Jiang Yue leave, and sighed again in his heart, the other half of Jiangyuan is too happy, Jiangyuan is handsome, and his personality is so unreal, but he can insist on celebrating his wedding anniversary every year, no matter where he is on business trip , would buy a box of local candy, saying that his other half likes candy.

Envious, so envious, the assistant shook his head quietly, no matter how good men are married.

After closing the car door, Jiang Yue took a deep breath and dreamed about the past again. He was always reluctant to let him have a little dream when it was approaching. Jiang Yue smiled vainly, really stingy.

The weather was bright and sunny, and the green trees cast thick shadows. Jiang Qu entered the cemetery with a bouquet of lilies in his arms, and saw a black figure standing in front of the tomb in the distance.

"Here we come." Jiang Yue said lightly.

Jiang Qu said 'hmm', and silently placed the flowers in his hands on the grave. There was already a bouquet of white roses and several exquisite sugar boxes in front of the grave. His eyes fell on the shy smiling face of the boy in the photo, and his eyes were Sour for a moment.

Ten years later, he still couldn't forget that little stammer who was always crying.

The two stood quietly, neither of them spoke.

The youthful rattling was buried with the boy's departure.

Jiang Qu stayed for a while, then said to Jiang Yue, "Let's go."

Jiang Yue nodded, his eyes fixed on the gray tombstone.

He sat alone for a long time, quietly enjoying his anniversary in the passing time.

September seventeenth.

The anniversary of Ding Letian's death.

The anniversary he learned to love.

——Little stammer, Jiang Yue raised his head and called out silently, happy tenth anniversary, I... miss you a little...