teenage lover

"Wenyuan, yours."

Jiang Yang came in carrying the courier box, a large cardboard box, but not very heavy.

"What did you buy?"

Jiang Wenyuan shook his head, saying he didn't know either.Cut the tape with scissors, and inside is a whole box of socks, neatly arranged, all in black and gray.

"Socks?" Jiang Yang was confused.

"I squandered all my money, and I borrowed from my cousin to buy socks." Rong Sheng said on the phone that Fang Yucheng was very rich, so he would borrow from him if he had no money.It's much easier to borrow from Fang Yucheng than to reach out to his parents. It's almost like borrowing.At the beginning, he still cared about Fang Yucheng's feelings for him, but the two of them never mentioned it directly, and after a long time, they both acted as if it never happened.

Jiang Wenyuan asked him if he borrowed it and returned it.

"Of course, but only when I have money. I already owe him a huge sum, and he is now my great creditor."

Hearing his relaxed tone, Jiang Wenyuan felt a little uncomfortable, wanted to remind him a few words but didn't know where to start.As the saying goes, estrangement is not intimacy, will it be his turn to talk about their siblings?

But he felt uncomfortable when he thought of Rong Sheng borrowing money from Fang Yucheng. "It's better if you spend less, what will happen if he doesn't lend you someday?"

"Impossible." Rong Sheng insisted, and then softened his tone, explaining that the money in his hands would only depreciate in value, and that he borrowed it did not mean that he would not repay it, and it would have no effect on Fang Yucheng.

Rong Sheng said that he would give Jiang Wenyuan [-] pairs for his birthday, and he would give him every year in the future, so that Jiang Wenyuan would not have to wash his socks for a long time.

"It's convenient for you and me." Rong Sheng said that thinking about what birthday gift to give is a brain-burning thing, and he is now looking for a store to book for ten years, which can save a lot of trouble.

Jiang Wenyuan listened to him quietly, reminding him that there are more than three hundred days in a year.

"Okay, 360 five pairs a year. Do I have to add another pair in leap year?" Rong Sheng chuckled twice, "I'm just kidding. The main reason is that it's so easy for your wish to come true. I can't help but help you realize it." .”

Jiang Wenyuan lifted the box to the desk, grabbed four or five pairs and unpacked them.The corners of his mouth curled up, thinking that this box would be enough for him for several years.

A corner of a transparent document bag was exposed under the first layer of socks. Jiang Wenyuan took it out, and inside was a stack of printing paper, which was a frighteningly long paper on the topic of smoking harmful to health, and a flamboyant and terrible cover of smoking cessation propaganda book.

When I opened the homepage, there were words.

"I know you have a lot of troubles, I'm sorry I can only help you with this one. I hope that when you are upset and suffering in the future, the first thing you think of is not the cigarette in your pocket, but me."

Jiang Wenyuan has single eyelids, slender eyes, and doesn't like to look up at people, it's rare that she smiles once and has a feeling of looking forward to brilliance.Sharp eyebrows, narrow nose bridge, thin and bloodless lips, even the corners of the lips are usually cold and hard, but generally speaking they are too sharp.

After high school, he gradually grew wider, his brows became more handsome and magnificent, and there were many girls who showed affection to him.He has his own heart, and he has to reject it face to face every time.No matter how thick or thin, people have a face, and if they refuse too much, no one will post it again, and he is very happy.

Jiang Wenyuan never bothered with the fact that he likes men.

He is alone, with nothing to worry about, and the values ​​of the world are like floating clouds to him. As long as he tricks his brother by tricks, no one can control him.

Moreover, this kind of secret love only exists in his mind, and has no practical impact on Rong Sheng and others. For himself, he always gets more joy from this secret love than anxiety, so he never feels that he likes Rong Sheng. What embarrassment did Sheng make him.

He sincerely believes that Rong Sheng will always enter the palace of marriage with a woman after falling in love and breaking up many times, get married and have children, and his attachment to Rong Sheng will accompany him through many years.

He naively fantasizes that he can be selfless and magnanimous enough to be a bystander with eyes of love, silently watching the joy and sorrow of the person he considers the most special in this boring and ugly world.

It's just that his love can't escape the secular pattern, and it can never be completely separated from sex/desire and possessiveness.

On Sunday afternoon, he took a nap on Rong Sheng's bed wearing a pair of underpants.In a daze, his body felt a little warm.

He opened his eyes, and the familiar face was close at hand, looking at him with a smile on his face, Jiang Wenyuan closed his eyes, and put his lips on them recklessly.

Soft to the touch.

He put his arm around his back, gently rubbed his calf with his toes, and stretched his other hand in irregularly from his collar... His head was swollen, and he felt dizzy for a while. Woke up.

There was no wind, and the curtains hung still, it was an excessively bright afternoon.

His lower body was so hard that it hurt, but he didn't feel impatient at all. He turned around and buried his head on his pillow.

The half-drawn curtains exposed a small half of the window, and when he looked up, he saw a sky that was too bright.

He pulled off the underpants he was only wearing and kicked them off, sticking his head out of the quilt, and the sun's light after three o'clock in the afternoon shone directly into the room, and the room was bright.

Jiang Wenyuan lay naked on his back on his bed, with his head sunk in the pillow and his chin raised slightly.He closed his eyes, thinking about the man's raised eyes and frowning smile, the calves and ankles exposed under the bathrobe when he came out of the shower, his back facing the butterfly bone raised by his force when he changed his clothes...

At the climax, the scenes of entwining limbs and rubbing ears in his fantasy became blank for an instant.

He was a little dizzy, and after taking a few breaths, he grabbed the quilt to wipe off the hot sweat on his forehead, and a rare dark red floated on his light wheat-colored cheeks.

Rong Sheng leaned against the door with his schoolbag on his back and an insulated box, and asked him what he was doing.

Jiang Wenyuan was scared out of his wits, and quickly unplugged the hair dryer. "Accidentally, I got it dirty."

Rong Sheng put the insulation box on the table and asked him how it got dirty.

Jiang Wenyuan was still clutching a small piece of bed sheet that had been washed wet by him, he didn't take it or put it away, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

"Why are you on my bed?" Rong Sheng was obviously a little angry, "Can't help it? If it's someone else, I'll break up with him."

Rong Sheng walked over to take his quilt, and threw it into the washing machine without even looking at it. Jiang Wenyuan hurriedly followed to pour the laundry detergent and start the washing machine.

Rong Sheng lined up several lunch boxes he brought on the table.He was thinking about Jiang Wenyuan's staying at school on weekends and eating canteen food, so he would come here with the food on Sunday afternoon, otherwise he would come to class on Monday morning.

Jiang Wenyuan brought over the wooden chair with the backrest in front of his table, and the two of them ate with one chopstick, and no one spoke.

"Are you always on my bed..."

"No." Jiang Wenyuan denied, whispering that it was the first time.

"Oh, the first time." Rong Sheng asked, "I didn't find out today, will there be many more times?"

Jiang Wenyuan thought in his heart that he couldn't guarantee it, seeing Rong Sheng's face getting darker and darker, he said that there would be no next time.

"Why are you blushing at me?" Rong Sheng watched him finish his meal, his face was almost red to the neck, he didn't understand how he was so shy and had the face to masturbate on his bed.

After the meal, Rong Sheng was still frowning, and Jiang Wenyuan collected the tableware and dumped the leftovers like a little wife, wiped the table and washed the dishes, and finally managed to free up a clothes rail to hang his quilt up.

It was almost time to go to class, Jiang Wenyuan glanced at Rong Sheng's empty bed, said he still had a quilt, and asked him if he disliked it.

"dislike."

After a while, Rong Sheng asked him to bring it over quickly, otherwise he would not be able to sleep tonight.

From then on, Jiang Wenyuan really didn't go to his bed anymore, and always behaved well, whether he was sitting or lying down, before or after ringing the bell, he would go to his own bed as well.

In this way, Rong Sheng found that his problem of falling on the bed without bones was gone, and he seemed to prefer sitting on the table by the balcony than lying on his own bed, whether it was doing homework or reading.

The problem is something that comes out of habit, Rong Sheng thought.

The last monthly exam was two weeks before the final exam, and the students and teachers didn't pay much attention to it. The math teacher simply ordered three or five students to help him correct the papers.As the favorite student of the mathematics teacher, Jiang Wenyuan was entrusted with the important task of correcting the big questions.

Rong Sheng didn't want to go to the cafeteria to queue up, so he simply ordered takeaway. He sat in the dormitory and waited for a long time, and almost rang the bell, but Jiang Wenyuan still didn't come back.Just as I was about to make a phone call, I heard a patter on the balcony, and a heavy rain fell unsuspectingly.

Rong Sheng held a big black umbrella and found the classroom, only then did he hear his classmates say that those who corrected the papers were all in the math teacher's office, Rong Sheng had no choice but to run to another building.

Several students in the office stood around the table and began to pack their things and go back to the dormitory, but the downpour trapped them.

Jiang Wenyuan looked at the clock on the wall and rang the bell to close the door in five or six minutes. If the rain didn't stop, he wouldn't be able to go back to the dormitory. He wanted to call Rong Sheng to tell Rong Sheng that he would not go back.

"Come down quickly, I'm in the lobby on the first floor." As soon as the call was made, Jiang Wenyuan heard him say without opening his mouth. He hurriedly put his schoolbag on his back, slammed the door and ran out.

A large puddle of water had accumulated under the steps, and the two of them were wearing the same pair of earphones, so they could only walk over in sync.At this point, only a few students rushed to the dormitory.

What Rong Sheng was holding was his roommate's big black umbrella, even this way it couldn't hold the two of them, and they were very close to each other, but it was impossible to prevent the outside shoulders of the two of them from getting wet from the rain—the rain was like small stones hitting the umbrella surface , everywhere is white and misty, and if you stretch your feet too fast, you will step into the rain curtain.

"I can't hear the sound." Rong Sheng said, his ears were filled with the sound of rain, which completely covered the sound in the earphones.

Later, Rong Sheng said several times that engineering men don't understand romance and tenderness, and are the most emotionless creatures in the world.

Jiang Wenyuan read him the lyrics of a song he played in the rain that day.

"I trains cats and dogs.

I'malittle soaking mouse.

Here we meet with ablanketofrain.

And Idream of you."

Rong Sheng was startled, and it took him a long time to say that the candy has expired for ten years, why didn't you say it back then.

"I don't like this time we have.

Cause I'm here a fright of when welose it."

Because I'm afraid of meeting and parting.

Amidst the splashing bright water and the earth-shattering storm, Jiang Wenyuan heard this sentence.