"Activities" You and the things around you

2018.2.6

Well, the winter vacation is in progress.

I basically spent the winter vacation at Mr. X’s house, because my parents are also very busy and are always away. I also heard that there is a classmate who has a son in the opposite door. He can do housework, cook, and spend time with his son. learn and progress together,

The key is that there are always no adults in the family who are too pitiful,

He simply sent me to the opposite side.

Well, I also "reluctantly" "twitched" for a while and rushed to the opposite side to enjoy the legendary "cohabitation life".

Well Mr. X broke up, I found out at the "Open Heart Event" a week ago.

Break up peacefully, no retention.

Hmm, how can I express my feelings at that time?should be--

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha I am so smart...

2018.2.13

Let me slow down first, I just woke up not long ago, and I haven't recovered yet.

The brain is still buzzing and can't stop.

I am at home now,

my home.

I was at Mr. X's house 1 minute ago,

Mr. X's room,

On Mr. X's window.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Mr. X's sleeping face, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eye sockets were also red, and he looked extraordinarily charming on his fair face.

He fell asleep peacefully in my arms, with his hands resting on my waist and abdomen.

Well I put my arms around his shoulders and he was held in my arms.

The hot air I exhaled disperses on my chest, which is very warm in this winter.

This is a very warm and warm scene in the morning.

It is a scene that I have dreamed countless times in my dreams.

Mr. X in the dream is also like this, sleeping comfortably in my arms.

In my dream, next I should lower my head and gently kiss his bright red lips to wake him up like this.

Enjoy the dazed look of him after waking up again.

Then kiss his forehead again.

But at this moment, I am very clear that this is not my dream, the buzzing sound from my brain is not an illusion, and the warmth from my chest is not an illusion either.

I froze for about half a minute, and then decisively decided to pick up the underwear that was thrown on the ground.

He turned his head and took another look at Mr. X's sleeping face with lightning speed, and then ran away with lightning speed.

Because of the hangover, my head is still dizzy, and I can't clearly remember what happened last night.

I just remember that my parents were on a business trip last night, and I was at Mr. X’s house as usual. Mr. X brought a bottle of red wine and said that it was his parents’ favorite bottle, which had been hidden for a long time.

Let me drink it up with him to "surprise" his parents.

Well, I have also drank red wine before, and I sip it in small sips, which is very helpful for sleep.

However, after I gan 3/4 with Mr. X, I suddenly felt a little dazed.

His face was extremely hot like a fever, and his body was also very hot.

I still remember that I suddenly overwhelmed Mr. X who was blushing and still mumbled a toast.

Everything that follows is out of control.

Alcohol is constantly stimulating//stimulating my brain, the air is filled with the smell of red wine, and the faint smell of cow milk shower gel on Mr. X's body.

Mr. X's voice is very low and very pitiful, but he can't help making monosyllables. The voice is so nice that my heart can't help trembling.

Physiological tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. The tears flowed through the small moles at the corners of the eyes and fell on the white pillow, leaving a dark print.

Mr. X's skin is really fair, very hua and comfortable.

There is also a faint strawberry smell, which is the smell of his shower gel.

At this time, my body also smells of strawberries.

It smells really good.

Everything seems to be logical.

I hold his brother//brother and my brother//brother //together//,

"Don't cry, be good." I heard myself say this, and kissed the little tear mole under Mr. X's left eye.

This mole of tears, which I usually can't help but look at a few more times, has become more you//at this time...

In the final picture, tears flowed down his reddish cheeks, and the tips of his ears were also red, and he couldn't help but want to take a bite...