The days when I was forced to live with gentle scum

Yuan Qingye didn't expect Cypress to react so strongly.

What Baishu said in the morning made him feel that things had begun to go off the rails. He could not deny that Baishu was attractive to him, but he was Bai Song’s younger brother, and it was too shameful to attack him. He just wanted to stop this derailment in the cradle.

But he underestimated Bai Shu's persistence. The boy's stubbornness was beyond his imagination. He was exactly the same as Bai Song, or even worse, but he was not Bai Song, why not Bai Song?

Yuan Qingye suppressed that inappropriate thought, frowned lightly and said, "Bai Shu, these are all illusions, we are not suitable, do you understand?"

In just a few minutes, the word illusion appeared in Yuan Qingye's mouth several times, and Baishu couldn't bear his feelings to be so easily denied by Yuan Qingye. At that moment, he didn't even know what he was thinking, or His mind was squeezed by the door, and he only had one thought, which was to shut up Yuan Qingye, and never say that his liking was just an illusion.

When Bai Shu reacted, he had already grabbed Yuan Qingye's collar and kissed his lips.

The moment their lips touched, both of them were shocked.

Yuan Qingye didn't expect the cypress to attack suddenly, and he was a little dazed. When he came back to his senses, the boy's tongue had already entered his mouth, but other than that, there was no other further action.

Just imagine a person who has never been in a relationship or kissing experience, how can he complete a perfect kiss?Even kissing him is considered the greatest courage.

Cypress made this move entirely out of courage. After putting his tongue into Yuan Qingye's mouth, he didn't dare to move anymore. He just stared at Yuan Qingye with wide-eyed eyes, subconsciously breathing slowed down.

From the shock at the beginning to the helplessness later, Yuan Qingye didn't know what to say. When he kissed him, the young man looked at death like home without any hesitation. Only a few seconds later, his expression became disturbed.

Cypress didn't know what to do, and the key point was that he didn't really think about what to do. After two seconds, he sat up straight, grabbed Yuan Qingye's broad palm and pressed it to his chest, "You said that my liking is an illusion, so is this also an illusion?"

Yuan Qingye's gaze moved down and landed on the boy's chest. Under his palm was the boy's heart beating extremely violently. The thumping frequency was unbelievably fast, and the sound was so loud that it seemed to break through the texture.

If the word illusion could be used to define Baishu's liking for him before, how can this abnormal heartbeat be explained now?Is it because of the adrenaline rush caused by the excessive excitement of the cypress, so that such a strange feeling is produced?

Yuan Qingye was a little speechless, not because he felt pity or emotion, but because the young man looked at him too sincerely, and his own shadow was reflected in those clear spring eyes.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul. If you want to know a person's thoughts or the truth of his words, you only need to look at his eyes. Standing straight, with firm eyes, never flinching.

What he saw in the eyes of the cypress tree was not flickering, but only his shadow in those eyes. Yuan Qingye has seen many such eyes, eyes that he likes, but most of the likes he has seen are not pure, and those likes are mixed with Other desires, for money, or for power.

Those people's liking for him is based on external conditions. As long as he is not Pine's boss, as long as he is not a descendant of the Yuan family, those people will not flock to him. The liking born under such circumstances is not in itself. purely.

Only the liking in Bai Shu's eyes was so pure that he could only pretend to be him.

He couldn't convince himself that such liking was an illusion.

Cypress looked at him deeply, as if looking into the depths of his soul from Yuan Qingye's eyes, "Yuan Qingye, I like you, because I like you, so this place will plop every time you approach Jumping around non-stop, it will hurt you when you go to find your little lover, and you will feel wronged when you scold me."

"If none of these emotions can be called liking, I don't know what kind of liking is. You said that you have experienced so many prosperity in the world, so tell me, Yuan Qingye, what do you call me like this?"

Different from the previous tone, Cypress looked a little aggressive at the moment, he lowered his body, "Ah, Yuan Qingye, tell me, what is my name?!"

Yuan Qingye didn't answer Baishu at the end. When that face said he liked him, the expression was too similar to Baisong. He had an illusion for a moment that the person in front of him was not Baishu, but Baisong whom he had read for a long time. .

So he put one hand on the back of the cypress tree's neck and kissed it.

After a long time, he let go of the little boy with flushed cheeks, rubbed the thin line drawn from the corner of his mouth, and said, "You like me that much?"

Cypress nodded, then shook his head again, "I don't know how to be very fond of it, but every time I think of you, I am very happy, and I don't know why, but I just want to laugh."

Yuan Qingye rubbed his head and said with a smile, "Okay, I understand."

Cypress watched Yuan Qingye get up in a daze, turned around and was about to go out, the moment the man was about to step out, he grabbed his hand, "It's not Yuan Qingye, do you know what it means?"

"You have to give me an answer, right? If you know whether it's okay or not, I didn't ask you to like me, but if I can chase you, you can give me a letter." Said Baishu denied his words again, "No , whether you agree or not, anyway, I just want to chase you."

Yuan Qingye didn't wave away Cypress's hand, but just asked, "Are you hungry?"

Cypress is really hungry, plus today, he hasn't eaten a grain of rice for two days, it's okay if Yuan Qingye doesn't say anything, but when he talks about it, his stomach starts to rumble, even his stomach seems to start to feel sour, uncomfortable very.

Yuan Qingye went out and came in with a bowl of porridge with yam and lean meat. While feeding him, he said, "Drink some porridge to rest your stomach first, and you can't eat the rest. You haven't finished taking the medicine for gastroenteritis, so you will use porridge for the next two days." Make do with it."

The yam is actually quite sweet, and Cypress doesn’t like it, but the bowl that Yuan Qingye fed him, the sweetness is not so obvious, a little ginger is added, and I guess there is salt to neutralize it, anyway, it tastes good eat.

I was really hungry, a big bowl of porridge cypress dried up in a few minutes.

After Baishu finished eating, Yuan Qingye took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, put the bowl on the bedside table, he touched Baishu's face, "Baishu, I've thought about what you said carefully, I can consider accepting it you."

Bai Shu's eyes widened for a moment, his face full of disbelief.

"But I have a request."