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At sunset, the sun had completely set in the west, night fell, and the sky was dark.

The door of the courtyard was ajar, Ren Yan pushed the door open and entered.

The courtyard is brightly lit, and the vines, laurel trees, and hanging chairs are all wrapped with star-like lights, which are radiant and full of festive atmosphere.

Mr. Ju ran out to greet him first, and rubbed against Ren Yan's feet with a "meow meow meow".

Ren Yan squatted down and rubbed Mr. Ju's chubby head with one hand. He was in a good mood, put down the things in his hand, wrapped his hands around Mr. Ju's armpit, and hugged him upside down.

Heavy again.The fat is so thick that the neck is layered.

It was rare for Mr. Ju to be treated so affectionately by Ren Yan. He got excited and stretched out his front paws to hug Ren Yan's neck. The tip of his nose also moved towards him, wanting to lick him.

Ren Yan turned his head to avoid its wet nose. Suddenly, his hands lost weight and became empty. Ren Yan looked up, and Duan Chuiyu wrapped his hands around Mr. Ju's stomach and lifted it into the air.

"Don't eat my boyfriend's tofu." Duan Chuiyu warned, and carried Mr. Ju to the hanging chair.

President Ju frowned, arched his back and meowed fiercely at him.

Duan Chuiyu snorted, and put on Zhenggong's airs: "Do you think my boyfriend is talking to you?"

Mr. Ju seemed to understand people's words. He was ridiculed and sad. He lay down listlessly and began to lick his paws to wash his face.

"You usually ignore it, how can it be so clingy to you." Duan Chuiyu looked at Ren Yan with a smile, "Is this little fat pig a fake cat?"

Ren Yan looked at him and said nothing.

There was a little white mark on Duan Chuiyu's cheek, it was the flour that was dipped on the cake just now, he looked at Ren Yan and smiled: "You're coming?"

I really wanted to go up to him for a warm hug, my grandma was busy in the kitchen, Ren Yan stood in this star-studded courtyard, couldn't restrain the throbbing in his heart, and opened his hands slightly.

Knowing what he meant, Duan Chuiyu approached, but didn't stretch out his hand. With his arms behind his back, his upper body leaned forward to lean against his chest, and he put his face into the socket of his neck, rubbing it lightly.

Ren Yan lowered his head, kissed his earlobe with his lips, rubbed softly, and asked, "You won't hug me?"

Duan Chuiyu smiled sullenly, pursed his lips and kissed the throbbing pulse on his neck: "I just hugged the tangerine just now, my hands are dirty, I'll wash my hands later before hugging."

Ren Yan sneered: "Smell is particular."

Ren Yan didn't pay much attention, he opened his arms and embraced him, wrapping him firmly in his arms.

Duan Chuiyu felt that the pulse rate under his lips seemed to be beating faster. He stretched out his tongue and licked it, using the tip of his tongue to outline the light blue blood vessels dormant under the skin.

Ren Yan's breathing became heavier: "You are too bad."

Duan Chuiyu lowered his eyelids, with a faint smile at the end of his eyes: "It's not bad, how can I get you." He put his face on Ren Yan's neck, and said softly, "Happy birthday."

Ren Yan tightened his arms around Duan Chuiyu slightly, and embed him in his arms fiercely, fearing that if he was not careful, he would run away, slip away, and be snatched away by others.

After hugging for a long time, Duan Chuiyu reminded: "Grandma is still in the kitchen."

Ren Yan looked far away, looked at the dots on the vines, and said, "It's okay."

Mr. Ju lay on the hanging chair and "meowed" for a long time, his green eyes gleaming, he raised his head and stared at the two unscrupulous lovers.

Suddenly, as if furious, Mr. Ju yelled, "Meow!"

The two finally parted ways and turned to look at it. Grandma happened to come out of the house.

The expression on the old lady's face was very complicated, her eyes seemed to be full of water, and the most intuitive emotion was relief: "Zai Zai really didn't lie to me."

"Grandma." Ren Yan called out.

The old lady came over and took his arm: "Finally, this year's food doesn't have to be thrown away."

Duan Chuiyu ran into the kitchen to wash his hands, and brought the dishes from the kitchen to the yard by the way.

The dishes are rich and the table is full.

Ren Yan brought a bottle of red wine and went into the kitchen to find three goblets. Mr. Ju jumped off the hanging chair and followed behind him, flicking his thick tail lightly.

Seeing Mr. Ju's intimacy, Duan Chuiyu snorted and laughed at a cat: "This is probably 'licking cats'."

The old lady can drink red, and usually likes to drink before going to bed, Ren Yan plans to accompany her.

"Did you come here by car?" Duan Chuiyu asked him.

Ren Yan was stunned for a moment, then realized: "Then I'll drink juice."

Ren Yan unpacked, uncorked, and poured half a glass for the old lady with the wine bottle.Duan Chuiyu pinched the cup holder with his fingers together, pushed it in front of him, and asked for a cup too.

Ren Yan refused: "You drink juice."

"Why?" Duan Chuiyu bluffed, "I can't have two drinks on your birthday?"

Ren Yan glanced over: "You can't drink too much." Wen Sheng coaxed: "After drinking it, you will get a headache tomorrow. Stop drinking. I will make mango juice for you."

The old lady persuaded: "It's okay, just let him drink. Boys still need to learn to drink. It's okay if you don't know how to drink when you work in the future."

Ren Yan poured some for him as he said, and it was really just a little, enough to fill the bottom of the cup.

Mr. Ren Yan treats Duan Chuiyu as a child, and there is nothing wrong with being pampered like a child. People, wives and boyfriends are so charming.Sometimes Duan Chuiyu felt that it was helpful, but sometimes he felt faintly rebellious.

Ren Yan was slowly falling backwards with his arms upright, Duan Chuiyu swished his hands, and stretched out to lift his elbow.Ren Yan didn't hold the wine bottle steady, and poured half a glass into it with a splash.

Duan Chuiyu giggled, Ren Yan turned his head and glanced at him.

The old lady laughed loudly: "That's all, you just let him go, why are you acting like a father, and take care of it like this."

Ren Yan sat down and put the wine bottle aside. Duan Chuiyu took a sip from the wine glass, but he couldn't taste any delicious taste. He didn't know how to taste wine, but he just wanted to pursue a sense of ritual in life on his boyfriend's birthday.

Duan Chuiyu poured alcohol on his face, and his cheeks turned red after just one sip.With red lips, he picked up the wine glass and touched Brother Yan: "Happy birthday to Brother Yan, happy every day."

He offered another toast to the old lady: "I wish grandma good health and a long life."

The little guy is used to please the old man, and the old lady really likes him, and she smiled from ear to ear when clinking glasses with him.

One old and two young, sitting around the wooden table, in a corner deep in the alley, enjoying a birthday party that was delayed for many years.

A simple birthday does not require earth-shattering surprises.

I am waiting here, with a tenderness in my arms, and I want to give it to you.

It is enough for you to come.

The long-prepared birthday cake finally came on stage, almost making Ren Yanchou cry.Judging from the messy piles of various fruits on the cake, it is enough to see how the producer's mental journey has gradually changed from peaceful to manic.

Duan Chuiyu's skin is not thin, and he didn't feel embarrassed that the finished product couldn't be put on the table. He lit a candle and said, "The taste should be okay."

Ren Yan really couldn't stand it, and didn't save him any face, and said directly: "It's so ugly."

Duan Chuiyu smeared a little cream on his fingers to paint his face, Ren Yan turned his head to avoid it, Duan Chuiyu was caught in the air, and fell forward without standing still.

The old lady said nervously: "Hey! Be careful!"

Ren Yan wrapped his arms around, Duan Chuiyu fell into his arms, supported his shoulder with one hand, and looked at him with a smear of cream wrapped around his fingers.

With the old lady present, Duan Chuiyu restrained himself, scratched the tip of Ren Yan's nose with his fingers, and quickly fled from Ren Yan's arms.

Duan Chuiyu licked his fingers and sat back in his seat, Ren Yan's gaze followed him, and also followed his cream-stained lips.

Leaving the cream on the tip of his nose temporarily, Ren Yan listened to the birthday song, made a wish, and blew out the candles.

Picking up a fork to fork a piece of cake embryo, who knows that the taste is really good.

Duan Chuiyu got excited: "Damn, it's delicious, I'm so talented!"

The old lady smiled and went to the kitchen to make longevity noodles, and there were only two of them left in the yard.

Duan Chuiyu asked Ren Yan what wish he had made, but Ren Yan didn't tell him, saying that it wouldn't work if he said it, Duan Chuiyu said he was superstitious.

Duan Chuiyu came over with a tissue and wanted to help his brother Ren Yan wipe the cream on the tip of his nose. Ren Yanyi grasped his wrist and brought the tip of his nose close to his face.

Duan Chuiyu blinked blankly.

Ren Yan guided him, pointing to his lips: "Use here."

Duan Chuiyu cursed secretly, "Fuck", turned to look at the busy figure in the kitchen, and said in a low voice, "You're too lazy, grandma is still here."

Ren Yan remained silent, and poked the tip of his nose a little further.

Like a thief, Duan Chuiyu glanced at the kitchen several times with guilt, then quickly pursed his lips and rubbed against the tip of Ren Yan's nose.

With a little cream on the corner of his lips, Ren Yan hugged his neck, kissed his lips lightly, stretched out his tongue, licked, and sucked.After tossing and turning several times, the cream finally flowed into his mouth.

Ren Yan let him go, and licked his lips: "The cream is not whipped enough, nor sweet enough." He paused, and said, "It's not as sweet as your mouth."

Duan Chuiyu drank a little wine, his face was hot and slightly drunk, but now his eyes were full of stars, his face was flushed, and he was about to be completely drunk.

Only after eating longevity noodles did I relieve some pain.

Satisfied with wine and food, the old lady got up to clean up the dishes without letting the two children help.Duan Chuiyu got a little drunk, walked to the vines in a daze, squatted down, and played with Mr. Ju on the hanging chair.

Ren Yan sat on the chair and stared at him.

After watching for a long time, my vision suddenly became a little blurred, and the colorful lights on the grape trellis turned into hazy spots of light.He blinked, his eyelashes were covered with mist, and his vision became clear again.

He opened the phone photo album and found the photo with his mother. He stared at it for a long time, and told her silently from the bottom of his heart: I am very happy now.

Ren Yan entered the house and helped the old lady wash the dishes.

"Didn't I say I don't want your help?" The old lady pushed him away, "I don't want you to wash it, I'll do it myself."

Ren Yan turned a deaf ear, rolled up his sleeves, put his hands into the sink to skillfully rinse the dishes, and said, "Grandma, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" The old lady couldn't resist him and let him go.

"I'm in love with Zai Zai."

Duan Chuiyu loses his wits whenever he drinks, and when he has nothing to do to tease with a cat, he confronts Mr. Ju face to face, and says with a big tongue: "Don't be clingy to my boyfriend from now on, be careful that one day I'll be so upset that you Become Mr. Tangerine."

President Ju ignored him and licked his hair with his head down.

Duan Chuiyu took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat, clicked on Ren Yan's WeChat profile picture, and went to Mrs. Ju: "See, my boyfriend doesn't use you as a profile picture anymore, have you seen it? I gave him the current profile profile picture Rose, he doesn't care about you...only me."

Mr. Ju has a bad temper. He waved his paw and knocked off Duan Chuiyu's cell phone.

Ren Yan and his grandma looked at each other silently in the kitchen, and suddenly heard a roar from outside the house, a hoarse young voice: "Believe it or not, I will strangle you to death! Smelly cat!"

The old lady came back to her senses: "You, what did you say?"

"Xiao Yu and I are in a relationship." Ren Yan said, "Xiao Yu, Duan Chuiyu, is the one in the yard."

Although it was not unexpected, the old lady was still stunned for a moment. She supported the table for a while and looked at Ren Yan: "Really?"

"Ah."

The old lady frowned.

Ren Yan asked: "Why, are you unhappy? Don't you like Xiao Yu very much?"

"I like it." The old lady said without thinking, "I like him more than I like you. The little guy is so rare. Just... Is he too young? Does his family know? Do you agree? How can you tell me?" Did he talk about it? Zai Zai also likes boys?"

A series of questions popped up in one breath, and Ren Yan was confused: "I'm so confused by asking you."

Ren Yan briefly explained the situation.

The old lady was relieved: "It's good that his family knows, it scares me." She glanced into the yard through the window, "It's so small, he wants yours?"

Ren Yan smiled and said, "Why, do you think I'm too old?"

"Isn't he older than him?" The old lady was a little worried, "Six or seven years older, right? This is the first time you have been in love, right? How should you say it, have you told your father?"

"Go back and tell him during the winter vacation."

The old lady shook his shoulders: "Okay, I really like Zai Zai, please don't give me any trouble, my old heart can't stand it."

On the way back, Ren Yan told Duan Chuiyu that he had confessed to the old lady about their relationship.

Duan Chuiyu hiccupped in shock: "You said it!? Grandma, how did she react?"

"How can there be any reaction? She already knew that I like men."

"Then what does she think of me? Do you think you deserve to be with me? Do you think I deserve you?"

Ren Yan deliberately said: "I think you are too young and not suitable for your age."

Duan Chuiyu took it seriously, and anxiously said with a pale face: "What's the matter! I'm eighteen years old! Why, she still wants to find you something old in thirty or forty!?"

Ren Yan pinched his face with a smile: "Are you drunk? Your tongue is too big."

Duan Chuiyu closed his eyes, was a little dizzy, and muttered: "Why do you think I'm young? Isn't it good to be young? It's even more fucking fun to do it."

Ren Yan's hands stopped suddenly, and he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He turned his head to look at Duan Chuiyu, who closed his eyes and took a nap, drunk and tired.

The man started talking nonsense after drinking some wine, and Ren Yan felt a burning sensation on his body, which was hot and unbearable.

When they arrived at the apartment, Duan Chuiyu lazily opened his eyelids, Ren Yan opened the car door, put his arms around his waist and underarms, hugged him horizontally, and carried him out of the car.

Duan Chuiyu let out an "hey" and pointed to the back seat: "My bag."

Ren Yan opened the door, took the schoolbag, and put it on his shoulder.

Duan Chuiyu was paralyzed, hugging Ren Yan's neck and whispering: "I'm so dizzy, Brother Yan."

"Tell you not to drink."

"It's your birthday, of course I want to drink." Duan Chuiyu hugged him tightly, "Happy birthday..."

Ren Yan let out an "um" and walked into the elevator with the person in his arms.

Ren Yan entered the password, opened the door, and carried him into the house. Duan Chuiyu became more awake, opened his eyes, and jumped off him.

"Hey." Duan Chuiyu supported the wall with a deep expression on his face, "When I'm with you, I inevitably become a lot more motherly."

Ren Yan couldn't hold back, and laughed: "What a mess."

Duan Chuiyu shook his head, saw the scene in the room clearly, and was slightly startled: "... new home?"

"Yeah." Ren Yan put the schoolbag on the sofa, "Didn't you promise me yesterday that you will move it here?"

Duan Chuiyu sat down on the sofa in a daze, his dilated pupils were bright red, his eyes were slightly off, and he caught a glimpse of a withered rose.

His brain was a little slow, and after a long time of reaction, he asked in a vague way: "Did I give you... roses?"

Ren Yan was pouring water for him, when he heard this, he turned his head: "Well, it was all given by you."

Ren Yan sat down beside him, and passed the water glass to his mouth: "Take a sip, sober up."

Duan Chuiyu took a sip obediently, and licked the water stains from the corner of his mouth: "I'm not drunk."

"I know." Ren Yan patted his head, "I'm just a little confused." He coaxed, "Take another sip."

Duan Chuiyu obediently took another sip.

Ren Yan put down the water glass and patted his thigh: "Chui Bao, let me hug you."

Duan Chuiyu was obedient, whatever Ren Yan said, he supported Ren Yan's shoulder, and sat on his lap with his face facing him.

Ren Yan just wanted to hug him, but he didn't expect Duan Chuiyu to make such an ambiguous gesture, so he wrapped his arms around his waist in this gesture: "Bad thing."

Duan Chuiyu leaned over his shoulder: "Brother Yan, why didn't you ask me for a birthday present?"

Ren Yan bit his earlobe: "I don't want anything."

only you.

Duan Chuiyu was so itchy that he shrank his ears, stretched his arms and picked up the schoolbag next to him: "I've prepared a gift for you."

He opened his schoolbag and took out an exquisite gift box: "Open it and have a look."

Ren Yan hugged him and did not let go, ordering him: "You help me dismantle it."

Duan Chuiyu opened it, took out the box of customized perfume and held it in front of Ren Yan with both hands, wanting to ask for a compliment: "Does it look good?"

The perfume bottle is the simplest cylindrical shape, but the body of the bottle has been carefully designed, and the main color is blue.The square of y is not engraved on the mouth of the metal bottle, but two elegant "y"s are directly smudged on the bottle body, showing the effect of Klein blue.

very beautiful.

Duan Chuiyu was quite pleasantly surprised when he received the finished product.

There is a small card hanging on the mouth of the bottle with the Chinese name of the perfume printed on it.

[Sunny and rainy feast]

Ren Yan's eyes lit up: "Pretty."

Duan Chuiyu smiled with satisfaction: "The custom-made perfume is exclusive to you and unique. I chose the name of the perfume. It's a homonym of our names. How about it? Does it sound good?"

"It sounds good."

"Like it?"

"I like it. I like everything you give me."

"Would you like to spray some and smell it?"

"You spray for me."

Duan Chuiyu opened the lid and sprayed a little into the air.

Ren Yan sniffed lightly, loving the smell: "It smells good."

The fragrance mist dispersed, Duan Chuiyu closed his eyes, sniffed the scent with the tip of his nose raised, and a slightly sliding Adam's apple protruded from his neck when he raised his head.

Ren Yan lifted the hem of Duan Chuiyu's T-shirt and rolled it up, and poked his cold fingers inside.

Duan Chuiyu opened his eyes in a jerk, and looked down at him: "Brother Yan, your hands are so cold."

His eyes were foggy, his pupils were dilated, and he couldn't focus, which was the usual reaction after drinking.

Ren Yan supported his waist and bumped it upwards, seductively: "Help me."

Duan Chuiyu's lips parted slightly: "Hands, hands are boring."

His lips were so rosy that Ren Yan's sanity almost collapsed. He tapped his lips with his finger and said something beastly: "Then change the place."

Duan Chuiyu struggled: "I, I won't."

"It's okay." Ren Yan held his face and coaxed him in a low voice, "Just don't bite me."

Today's birthday is the biggest, Ren Yan made the best use of this excuse: "Baby, it's my birthday today, can you help me?"

As soon as "Baby" came out, Duan Chuiyu fluttered and fell, the man's self-esteem was lost, and he sat on the carpet like a snake.

Ren Yan wore a pair of loose sweatpants, the belt was loosened and fell on both sides of the hip bones.

Duan Chuiyu raised his hand slightly, grabbed the belt and pulled it lightly.

This kind of thing does not need to be taught, it is instinctive, self-taught without a teacher.

Ren Yan arched his legs, opened them, and sat upright, his eyes drooping, his slender fingers scattered between Duan Chuiyu's hair, his eyes narrowed slightly.

This person is meticulous on the top, but chaotic below.

The phone rang suddenly, and the boy lying in front of the sofa suddenly opened his eyes, with water mist in the corners of his eyes.

Ren Yan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and the caller showed "Cheng Yu". The two had contacted before, and the number was saved at that time.

The young man retreated a little, Ren Yan slightly rolled his eyelids, his eyes moved slightly, and suddenly pressed his head, imprisoning him in front of him.

With a sob of "Oh", Ren Yan slowly picked up the phone and connected the call.

"Hello?" His voice was a little hoarse, but his eyes were still looking down, staying on the boy.

The young man looked at him with misty eyes, with shyness and resentment in his eyes.

A familiar male voice sounded from the phone: "Hello, Mr. Ren, do you remember me? I'm Cheng Yu, I talked to you on the phone earlier."

Ren Yan stabilized his breathing, and said briefly: "Well, what's the matter?"

"I talked to you about finding an interpreter before. I mentioned it to the council of the association after I went back. They think it is feasible. When you have time, I want to talk to you about it in detail."

Ren Yan held the back of Duan Chuiyu's head with his hot palms, and was silent for a few seconds.

There was only the faint sound of breathing on the phone, which was a little heavy and thick, as if it was deliberately left blank so that it could be heard by the other party.

Cheng Yu really hesitated: "Mr. Ren? You—"

Ren Yan interrupted: "Okay, we will contact you then."

"Okay, then... goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Ren Yan stretched out his hand to wipe away the moisture from the corners of the young man's eyes. With his fingers, he curled up a lock of curly hair beside his ear, and said softly, "Baby, it's hard work."

After all, he straightened his back.

Duan Chuiyu groaned, supported the coffee table with his hands, and accidentally swung the translucent black vase down with his arm.

The vase tumbled, and the withered roses fell to the ground.

Duan Chuiyu's fingers hanging by his side curled up, holding the withered rose petals impatiently.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1120:58:41~2020-06-1219:18:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Luzhu Hua Chubai 2;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 4 bottles of Little Apple; 2 bottles of Guo Xinghe;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!