I Just Came to Borrow a Light

A gentle kiss has already touched my heart...

When Yuan Wu leaned down, Lin Chengbu felt that his brain was shrinking, and such a sentence sounded, and because the singing was too high, he almost sang along.

Fortunately, Yuan Wu's lips fell in time, and the song stopped there.

But not at all lightly.

This kiss almost hit his mouth hard, if it wasn't for the overwhelming emotion, he wouldn't care about anything, he wanted to stop and warn Yuan Wu that his teeth would be broken so easily.

Apart from the touch-like kiss in the car, this was the first time Lin Chengbu experienced what it was like to kiss when Yuan Wu took the initiative.

A completely different feeling.

It's not at all like the indifferent Yuan Wu in Lin Chengbu's impression.

Probably because he drank the lemonade he prepared and put in the refrigerator. Yuan Wu's kiss had the fragrance of lemon, which made people feel comfortable and relaxed, but it was completely opposite to this idle fragrance, the tip of his tongue was like attacking a city. overbearing.

Lin Chengbu didn't know if it was because he was really flirtatious, or because he had never experienced a kiss like Yuan Wu's.

He felt a little dizzy.

The tongue has no power to bind the afternoon.

The breathing was quite strong, he could hear it himself, it was heavy and rapid, he didn't look like a patient at all, but Yuan Wu's breathing was much more stable than his.

The hand is also very steady.

When he just got into Yuan Wu's clothes, Yuan Wu's hand had already gone down.

"Damn..." Lin Chengbu felt that he couldn't take it any longer, and reached out his hand with a quick reaction.

Yuan Wu's calmness was finally disturbed, and Lin Chengbu heard his sudden and heavy breathing.

……

"Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?" Lin Chengbu was lying on the bed, his breathing still not calming down.

"Will you turn on the air conditioner when the heating is about to start?" Yuan Wu sat up and was about to get out of bed, "The heating or the cooling?"

"Air conditioner, I'm a little hot," Lin Chengbu turned his head to look at him, "Where are you going?"

"Take a bath." Yuan Wu got out of bed and turned on the light in the bedroom.

"Aren't you?" Lin Chengbu quickly rolled over to his side twice, stretched out his hand to pull him, but found nothing, "Oh fuck, dizzy."

"Turn around twice and you can go to the toilet to vomit again." Yuan Wu put a finger into his palm, "Why?"

Lin Chengbu grabbed his hand and closed his eyes: "Isn't it a little too heartless for you to leave just by pulling up your pants?"

"That's what you said," Yuan Wu looked at him, "Those who didn't know thought I fucked you."

Lin Chengbu opened his eyes and stared at him, and it took him a long time before he said, "You want to fuck me?"

"I didn't think about it in detail." Yuan Wu said, waving his hand.

Lin Chengbu grabbed him and didn't let go: "Get tired of it for a while."

Yuan Wu didn't make a sound, and watched him for a long time without moving, as if he didn't know what to do.

"Hey," Lin Chengbu sighed, took his hand and kissed the back of it, "Go take a bath."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu turned and left the bedroom.

I don't know if the shower nozzle of Lin Chengbu's house has been modified. There are two large nozzles on the top, which spray water at the same time when turned on.

Yuan Wu stood in the middle, feeling like it was raining heavily, and couldn't open his eyes.

But it was quite comfortable to close his eyes. He lowered his head against the wall, and the water wrapped his head and face, covering his body, and the warmth made the pores on his body open.

The feeling of being at a loss slowly disappeared.

That's right, just at a loss.

When Lin Chengbu said "get tired of it for a while".

He didn't know how to get rid of this boredom, although he knew that Lin Chengbu would be disappointed if he just stood there in a daze, especially since he was still sick.

But he really... didn't know what to do.

Yuan Wu felt that he was quite sad, and he didn't know how to accept or give.

Lin Chengbu just didn't understand it enough, or he hadn't been able to get close to it, so he could still persist. Once he gradually realized that after a long time, it should be a natural thing to give up.

When he returned to the bedroom, Lin Chengbu had already fallen asleep. He probably tidied up a little, changed his clothes, and slept soundly on the pillow.

He turned off the light, sat on the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, and looked at Lin Chengbu through the light from the window.

Lin Chengbu's face was against the light, so he couldn't see clearly, only the sound of his slow breathing could be heard.

Yuan Wu stretched out his hand and placed it on his back, feeling the ups and downs of his breathing.

This feeling is inexplicable and quite reassuring.

Yuan Wu closed his eyes.

When Lin Chengbu opened his eyes in the morning, he saw the brightness in his eyes, and a ray of sunlight that came in from the crack of the curtain fell on his face.

He usually draws the curtains very tightly...it should have been opened by Yuan Wu.

Yuan noon?

After Lin Chengbu realized it, he quickly touched his side, and it was empty.

gone?

He straightened up and sat up, and within a second another squid fell back on the pillow, dizzy terribly.

In just two seconds, he was sweating profusely.

After resting for a while to gather his mind, Lin Chengbu sat up slowly again, got out of bed slowly, put on slippers slowly, and walked slowly in the posture of an elderly person, or an elderly person with poor legs and feet To the bedroom door.

When he opened the door, he saw Yuan Wu.

Suddenly feel a burst of comfort.

The bedroom door faced the kitchen, and he could see Yuan Wu was busy working in front of the stove with his back turned to this side.

Millet porridge.

He could smell it, and he could smell that it was mushy millet porridge.

Yuan Wu took a few eggs out of the refrigerator, and took a bowl, apparently ready to beat them.

Looking at the number of eggs and the size of the bowl, Lin Chengbu knew that the eggs must not be cracked open, but he didn't make a sound, just leaned against the door and looked at Yuan Wu.

Yuan Wu was making breakfast for him, and he didn't know if he would see the sun coming out from the south again in his life, so he had to enjoy it quietly.

Although Yuan Wu's visual ability is not good, his movements are surprisingly handsome.

Lin Chengbu felt that Yuan Wu should be in a good mood. When he took the egg, he didn't hold it normally. He picked it up and threw it into the air, then turned around and caught it with his other hand behind his back.

He often saw this action when Yuan Wu was bartending, but he never thought that playing with eggs could be so beautiful.

Eggs, bowls, and chopsticks all flew through the air and landed in his hands.

But then there is no beauty.

After Yuan Wu beat all the eggs into the bowl, he realized that the bowl was not big enough. Maybe because he was too lazy, he didn't change the bowl, but forced to start stirring in the almost full bowl.

Lin Chengbu saw it a few times and wanted to go over to help. If it was him, making eggs like this and letting the master see it once would be enough for him to wipe the floor in the kitchen for a week.

However, even though the egg remained the same after beating for a long time, and even spilled on the chopping board, Yuan Wu didn't seem to mind, and put the bowl down after stirring for a while.

It looks like it is preparing to steam eggs.

Lin Chengbu felt that this person might grow up so big that he didn't know what beating eggs should look like.

But since it was Yuan Wu who was cooking for him, he had to refrain from intervening.

He wants to eat the original Yuanwu taste.

Even dark dishes.

Yuan Wu put a bowl full of eggs into the steamer.

Lin Chengbu stared at him as he put the pot on the stove, then opened the fire, opened his mouth and controlled it without making a sound.

Water, uncle, do you steam things without water?

Lin Chengbu gritted his teeth and decided to sacrifice a pot.

But when the pot started to take risks, Yuan Wu reacted, grabbed the pot and threw it into the sink, and then turned on the faucet.

Lin Chengbu was a little speechless, all six eggs were useless.

"Fuck!" Yuan Wu cursed while supporting the edge of the pool.

Lin Chengbu felt that he probably couldn't enjoy it anymore, he could already hear his impatience from Yuan Wu's voice.

Just as he was about to walk over, Yuan Wu turned around and shouted, "Lin Chengbu!"

"Hey!" Lin Chengbu skipped a bit, "Here, here, here...I come, I come, I come..."

"You don't need to come," Yuan Wu looked at him and pointed to the sofa, "Just sit there and tell me how to fix it."

"Oh," Lin Chengbu walked to the sofa, hesitated for a moment and sat down, "Six eggs need to use that big bowl, the blue one."

Yuan Wu nodded, went to the cupboard to get a big blue bowl, stopped when he was about to get eggs from the refrigerator, turned his head and narrowed his eyes: "How long have you been out?"

"Just now..." Lin Chengbu cleared his throat, "Just came out."

"What a fart just came out, did you know I laid six eggs when I first came out?" Yuan Wu said.

"Hey, it's not civilized at all," Lin Chengbu felt a little embarrassed, and cleared his throat again, "I just... I want to watch more for cooking and eating."

Yuan Wu watched him for a while, then took out another six eggs from the refrigerator: "I'm not afraid that I will burn your house down."

"Not really," Lin Chengbu smiled, "Also... you cook very handsomely."

Yuan Wu didn't speak, didn't play tricks anymore, and honestly knocked the eggs into the bowl one by one, then turned around: "How can you pick the eggs so high that they don't spill out?"

"So you know how to crack eggs..." Lin Chengbu smiled, "I thought you didn't know, but in fact, you don't need to pick too high, you can just pick a little bit, the frequency is faster, and a little... patience. "

"Yeah." Yuan Wu glanced at him, turned around and started beating eggs.

It's okay to hear the sound, much better than the nonsense just now.

Lin Chengbu leaned on the sofa, looked at his back, Yuan Wu was a little thin, and was tall when standing against the light, Lin Chengbu poked over to the sofa so that he could see that Yuan Wu was blocked by the desk legs.

Straight and long.

"After finishing the fight?" Yuan Wu turned around.

"Put some water and add some salt." Lin Chengbu looked at his waist, and his palms even felt like he was grabbing those two handfuls on Yuan Wu's waist last night, "Then...there is a filter, Strain into another bowl."

"Why filter? It's so troublesome." Yuan Wu frowned.

"Egg gluten and those bubbles," Lin Chengbu said, "or the taste is not good enough."

Yuan Wu frowned and tossed and tossed for a long time according to what he said: "And then? Steamed it?"

"There is a small steamer in the cupboard, which can almost steam three servings, let's pour it in." Lin Chengbu said.

"Do you have to bring a tray to serve you after steaming?" Yuan Wu still frowned, "This is a big deal, you should be your apprentice."

But having said that, he still completed all the steps according to Lin Chengbu's requirements. Pour the egg liquid into the steamer, cover it with plastic wrap, tie the eyes, steam it on high heat and simmer on low heat, season with soy sauce sesame oil and spring onion .

"You still have green onions in your refrigerator?" Yuan Wu was a little emotional.

"I got it from the back kitchen," Lin Chengbu said with a smile, "It tastes like cooking noodles, but if you add some green onions, it will be delicious immediately."

"Is this good?" Yuan Wu bent down and smelled it, "It smells good."

"Wait for me to wash up." Lin Chengbu jumped up from the sofa, ran to the bathroom, and shook before taking two steps.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"Happy." Lin Chengbu replied simply, his voice cheerful.

When he came out after washing, Yuan Wu had already put the food and bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Lin Chengbu happily went over to have a look: "The millet porridge is really mushy."

"Yeah." Yuan Wu took a spoon and pressed down all the sticky millet balls that turned up.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu was stunned.

"Out of sight, out of mind," Yuan Wu said, took a small bowl, scooped up the unsmooth place and put it in front of him, "Let's make do with it, I'm at this level."

"It's great," Lin Chengbu sat down, picked up the bowl and took a big sip, "Really, it's great."

"It's too fake," Yuan Wu filled a bowl for himself, picked out the lumps of paste in the bowl, and tasted it, "Do you have any sugar here?"

"Yes," Lin Chengbu brought him some sugar, "It tastes so good without adding sugar, and I'll have diarrhea as soon as I put the sugar on."

"Don't worry about me," Yuan Wu scooped up the sugar and stirred it, "Is this paste tasteless enough to drink?"

"You can drink it, I've already had several mouthfuls." Lin Chengbu said.

"What's the smell..." Yuan Wu sighed.

"Happy taste." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu didn't say a word, he lowered his head and took a sip of the millet porridge, it was really not good, it tasted happy, but he only tasted like hand residue.

But Lin Chengbu was really happy, although his face was still a little pale and he looked tired, but his eyes were bright.

"To be honest, I didn't expect that you could really make these for me." Lin Chengbu reached out and squeezed his fingertips, "I would have said I wanted to eat roast duck and goose if I knew it."

"That's enough," Yuan Wu glanced at him, "It's easy for me to call and order food. Egg custard and millet porridge are too cheap, so I made them myself because no one gave them to me."

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, he ate and laughed, almost choking.

"Are you feeling better today?" Yuan Wu put down his chopsticks after reluctantly drinking a bowl of millet porridge.

"It's ready." Lin Chengbu began to eat the second cup of egg custard.

"Okay?" Yuan Wu looked at him, "I almost fell just now."

"Isn't that a little empty, yesterday was too much consumption." Lin Chengbu said.

"Oh..." Yuan Wu responded, "It consumes too much."

Lin Chengbu ate a few more mouthfuls before he could react. He raised his head and saw a smile on Yuan Wu's lips.

"No," Lin Chengbu pointed at him, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, what you said," Yuan Wu leaned back on the chair back, "It consumes too much."

"I mean I'm sick, and the consumption of vomiting and diarrhea is too great!" Lin Chengbu poured all the millet porridge in the pot into his own bowl, "Of course...that's quite a waste..."

"He's quite a young man," Yuan Wu curled his lips, "It's exhausted just by masturbating."

Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, put down his chopsticks, and stared at him: "In three days, do you dare to say this again?"

"What?" Yuan Wu stood up and stretched his arms, "Want to fight?"

"Fuck you." Lin Chengbu said.

Yuan Wu was stunned for a long time before turning his face: "So vulgar."

"I've never been elegant before." Lin Chengbu finished his bowl of millet porridge and said while clearing the table, "I'll tell you Yuan Wu, I'm cured and if you dare to say it again, I will dare to fuck you on the spot."

"Ouch," Yuan Wu laughed, "I was scared to death."

"It's good to know that you're afraid!" Lin Chengbu glared at him, and went to wash the dishes.

Yuan Wu followed, and pushed him aside while scooping up his sleeves: "Come on, you're exhausted, don't smash the bowl."

"I will wash the dishes when you cook, and if I cook, you will wash the dishes." Lin Chengbu turned on the tap and began to wash the dishes. "Usually, couples arrange this way."

Yuan Wu sighed, leaned beside him and didn't speak.

Lin Chengbu glanced at him after washing two bowls: "I'll just talk about it casually, to take advantage of it, and I won't talk about it if you don't want to hear it."

"It's not that I don't like to hear it." Yuan Wu said.

"What's that?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Nothing." Yuan Wu was a little helpless.

"Then don't talk." Lin Chengbu said.

"I just don't know what to say," Yuan Wu wiped the splashed water on his face, paused for a while and then sighed, "Xiao Hua..."

Lin Chengbu raised his head abruptly and pointed at him.

"Small steps." Yuan Wu changed his mouth.

"Well," Lin Chengbu nodded, "what's the matter?"

"I don't know what to say," Yuan Wu casually took a glass next to him, twirled it quickly in his hand, from the palm of his hand to the back of his hand, and returned it to the palm of his hand with a slight toss, "I'll think about it later. ..."

Lin Chengbu finished washing the dishes in silence, put them away, wiped his hands, and stood in front of him: "I know what you want to say."

"Really." Yuan Wu was still playing with the cup with his head down.

"Stop it," Lin Chengbu's voice suddenly became hoarse, he paused, poured a glass of water back and drank a couple of sips, he was still a little hoarse when he spoke again, "I really know, so don't say it. "

The movements of Yuan Wu's hands stopped.

"I can tell the difference between what I do physically and what I think in my heart," Lin Chengbu looked at him, "I can tell the difference clearly, and I won't confuse them."

Yuan Wu didn't speak, raised his hand to hold his face, rubbed it vigorously, turned and walked away.

"Yuan Wu," Lin Chengbu touched his face, "I'm asking you."

"En." Yuan Wu responded.

"That... incident last night," Lin Chengbu turned and leaned against the sink, "Did you think about it, or did you just want to comfort me?"

"Don't think too much about this," Yuan Wu sat on the sofa, leaning his elbows on his knees, looking at the TV screen that was not turned on, "I just saw you suddenly want to do it, but you said you are a little flower, I guess you ...and changed it to masturbation."

"...Ah," Lin Chengbu was speechless for a moment, "ah."

"Go fetch water later, I'll accompany you." Yuan Wu said.

"Ah," Lin Chengbu responded, and it took a while before he seemed to come back to his senses, "Really?"

"Really, what's the truth about hanging out with you, and I'm fine." Yuan Wu said.

"No," Lin Chengbu walked up to him, blocking him and the TV, "I mean I want to do that."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu looked up at him, "Yeah, yes."

"That's right, that's enough," Lin Chengbu laughed, scratching his head, "Do you read novels, do you? You have been a fake writer for so long..."

"What do you want to say?" Yuan Wu interrupted him.

"Do it!" Lin Chengbu clapped his hands, "It's also possible to make love for a long time!"