Correct posture of masochism [system]

Lei Huang's face was burning red, he tilted his head slightly, his hands were still on Jiang Yu's shoulders and he dared not move, every muscle in his body was tense.

"Bringing an umbrella?" Jiang Yu didn't even back away, the hot air he exhaled sprayed on his trembling Adam's apple.

"No, no." Lei Yan swallowed dryly a few times.

"What are you nervous about?" Jiang Yu raised the corners of his lips, and his playful eyes wandered over his hard chin with a little green residue.

Lei Huang's eyes flicked wildly, and the heat on his neck was still rising and couldn't stop, making him want to find a place to take a shower with cold water.

"Don't just stay here." Jiang Yu took out the money from his pocket and counted it, and stuffed a one-hundred-dollar bill into Lei Yan's hand, "Go and buy me a pack of cigarettes."

When Lei Yan came back from the small shop, he didn't give Jiang Yu the whole pack of cigarettes, but just took out one from the inside and handed it over, staring at him, "Smoking too much, it's not good."

"You are more verbose than your mother." Jiang Yu glanced at the serious-looking man strangely, and laughed with a cigarette in his mouth.

Lei Yan pursed his lips, took off his jacket and put it on Jiang Yu's head, Jiang Yu's hair rubbed against his shoulder, wondering if it was just a brief moment of intimacy, the atmosphere between the two was a bit awkward.

Half of that cigarette was smoked by Lei Yan, and Jiang Yu couldn't bear the pungent smell of inferior tobacco.

Although the drizzle didn't stop, they walked back with ease, Jiang Yu was sure of his influence on Lei Yan.

As for Lei Yan, probably only he himself knows what that warm feeling means when someone close to him breathes the same air as him.

After eight o'clock in the evening, the kerosene lamp in Mrs. Lei's room that had been used for many years was still on. When she heard the movement at the door, she lifted the curtain and came out. one time.

"Da Yan, you didn't see any shadow during the day, did you go to the county?" Mrs. Lei asked what she could see.

Lei Huang took off his wet coat and threw it on the back of the chair, rolled up his sleeves, bowed his head and hummed.

Mrs. Lei was probably a little irritated, she sat down with the help of the table, pointed to Jiang Yu who was dripping with water, "Didn't he send him away?"

Lei Huang went to get a gray dry towel hanging on the rope to wipe the water from Jiang Yu's hair, Jiang Yu sneezed, he raised his head and moved his face closer.

This kind of cooperation seemed to go with the flow, and Lei Yan did it when he wanted to.

Seeing her son serving one person like that, Mrs. Lei was shocked and stunned, her hand resting on the armrest of the chair trembled slightly, and her eye sockets turned red, probably from anger.

"You, you go in." Lei Yan wiped Jiang Yu's icy hands, and said in a low voice.

As soon as Jiang Yu left, only Lei's mother and son were left in the hall.

"Da Yan, don't you get more confused as you get older?" Mrs. Lei stared at Lei Yan and shouted angrily, "How old is he, and he still needs someone to wipe his face, can't you raise him as a son?"

son?Lei Yan stopped changing his shoes, he didn't regard that man as his son, and then he slightly lowered his expression, what should he be?

"Ask you!" Mrs. Lei patted Lei Min on the back angrily, "Why did you come out of your old Lei's family? You are such a boring gourd, and you can't fart a loud fart for a long time."

Lei Yan, who was full of "what do I take him for?", took Mrs. Lei's words as wind in his ears, and after blowing on it, it was gone.

The old lady Lei said earnestly, "What did Mom tell you before? You are going to marry Xuemei in the first month, and the house is not big. When the child comes out, it will be even more..."

"Not married." Lei Huang frowned.

"Not getting married? Could it be that you want to be a bachelor for the rest of your life like that lame king in the village?" Mrs. Lei slapped Lei Yan hard again, "Are you trying to piss your mother off?"

Lei Huang stood in silence to vent his anger on Mrs. Lei. After a while, he put the wet shoes aside, took a pair of slippers and walked towards his house, "I'll talk to Xuemei tomorrow."

Mrs. Lei entered the room, stood in front of a black and white photo frame on the table, touched the corners of her eyes aggrieved, and complained to her wife, "Old man, you have taught a good son, I, an old woman, can't afford it."

She sighed, the doubts on her face couldn't be dispelled, since when did Da Yan care so much about that child, and even went to the county to bring him back, isn't that stupid?

"Old man, does Da Yan want to have a younger brother?" Mrs. Lei said to herself, as if she was remembering the old things, her eyes were filled with sadness.

If she had paid more attention at that time and hadn't fallen while working in the field, the youngest son would have been that child's age.

In the next room, Lei Yan removed the wet cloth strip from his left middle finger. The cut under the missing nail was whitened by blisters. He took out a new piece of cloth and wrapped it around it, skillfully biting it with his teeth and tying it into a knot. .

"Lei Yan, do you want to go outside?" Jiang Yu changed his clothes and sat on the kang, holding a glass of water and asked him.

Hearing this, Lei Huang raised his head, his sharp eyes flicked across Jiang Yu's face very quickly, and then lowered his eyes, he walked over to pick up the wet clothes on the ground and put them away, without giving a reply.

"Is your mother gone?" Jiang Yu didn't ask any more, and changed the subject.

Lei Huang nodded, found dried taro and gave it to Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu lay on the bed, gnawed on a molar, and rinsed his mouth after grinding for a while.

"Sleep."

Lei Yan covered his quilt.

At night, Jiang Yu's hands and feet were still cold. He crawled into Lei Min's place from his quilt without heat, curled up his feet and yawned, "The money is still in my pocket, remember to take it out when you do the laundry tomorrow."

Lei Huang pressed the quilt behind Jiang Yu inside, feeling the warm breath on his chin, as if a feather was fluttering.

"You send me back next time." Jiang Yu's voice lowered, and two vague words rolled out from the tip of his tongue, "After a year."

Lei Yan didn't make a sound. After a long time, he opened his eyes, moved over a little, and gently rubbed the hair of the sleeping man twice with his palm, smoothed it out, and pulled the quilt up.

"What do I take you for?" Lei Yan murmured softly.

Everyone in the village knew that Jiang Yu was brought back by Lei Yan. They chewed the root of their tongues behind their backs. Someone joked in front of Mrs. Lei that Jiang Yu had a relationship with their family Lei Yan. The black one is the same as the bottom of a pot that hasn't been brushed for several years.

Lei Huang went to look for Xuemei in Duantou Village. At that time, Xuemei was staring at a pile of test papers in a daze. When she saw Lei Huang, her eyes lit up, then remembered what she had heard, and then dimmed.

The two walked together, circling the village, Xuemei tilted her head to look at the man beside her, "I heard you brought him back."

Lei Yan looked into the distance, "Yes."

"He was cheated. If he hasn't come home for such a long time, his parents must be very worried." Xuemei frowned and said, "Da Yan, I think it's better to send him back."

Lei Huang remained silent, but the expression on his face changed suddenly, it was palpitatingly cold, he tried to ignore his selfishness.

"Our business..." Xuemei kicked the dirt lump at her feet, rubbed her shoes back and forth, and asked in a low voice, "Da Yan, what do you think?"

Ray said, "I'm sorry."

Xuemei's face turned pale, she tucked her hands into her sleeves and squeezed her palms hard, then forced a smile, "It's all right."

She said she was fine, but when she got home, her eyes were covered with tears, which frightened the two elderly people in the family, so she asked to find out what was going on.

Mrs. Lei apologized, saying that she was not convinced that the Lei family had such a good daughter-in-law.

When the villagers found out, they felt it was a pity that the two young people who were quite right did not get together.

Jiang Yu was originally a bystander in this incident, but Mrs. Lei turned all her anger on him and poked his spine all day long.

If it wasn't for the person who took Lei Huang, Jiang Yu would have run away early in the morning.

After being tossed like this, Jiang Yu got angry, and a blister formed on his mouth. Mrs. Lei watched the blister grow up a little bit, and the anger in her heart also disappeared a lot.

While cooking, Lei Yan lifted the lid of the wooden pot, touched the layer of water droplets covered with his fingers, and touched Jiang Yu's mouth, "Don't lick it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yu had already stuck out his tongue on it.lick.After a while, the hand that didn't take back was wet.

"Is this going to heal?" Jiang Yu licked again irritatedly, and took off the finger that was stuck on his lips, "Don't you need to apply some medicine?"

"Yes, good." Lei Yan shrank the damp finger into his palm.

Jiang Yu didn't believe it, eating and drinking was a bit painful, his depression became a great pleasure that Mrs. Lei relished, "Grandma, you can laugh if you want, don't hold back."

"Second son, don't tell me, the bubble on your mouth is good." Mrs. Lei laughed.

Jiang Yu rolled his eyes, he has not been in this world for a long time, and he has already learned a truth, don't be serious with old people, it is easy to get internal injuries.

After about seven or eight days, Jiang Yu was embarrassed.The secretive look finally disappeared, and Lei Yan, who had not slept well because of his incident, was also relieved.

As the temperature dropped, Jiang Yu was still wearing Lei Yan's clothes from head to toe, except that they were a bit worn, and the color was washed white, but they were very clean, with a faint soapy smell on them.

Jiang Yu had never worn underwear with a man before, the feeling was indescribably awkward, and later Lei Yan bought him two new ones, which were a bit tight, and occasionally they would still wear each other.

This day, Lei Huang took out Jiang Yu's shoes and wiped off the mud with a damp rag. He wiped them carefully, tidying up every corner.

"Da Yan, no way, are you shining his shoes?" The man passing by saw that the size of his shoes was not Lei Yan's, so he quickly understood, he clicked his tongue twice, and shook his head in disbelief, "I'm sorry for my daughter-in-law. Nothing like that."

young married woman?

Those three words seemed to be pulled by a few hemp ropes, and suddenly rushed into his mind, Lei Huang froze in place, holding the rag on the shoelace.

"Da Yan?" The man called out again, "Why are you so dazed?"

Lei Yan didn't make a sound, and when the man took a few steps, he suddenly asked, as if talking to himself, "Is your wife okay?"

"Daughter-in-law, of course!" The man thought that Lei Min had finally awakened, so he smiled ambiguously, "She will warm your bed at night."

Lei Huang raised his brows, he was the one who warmed that person's head at night.

"Thinking of a wife?" The man looked at Lei Yan, "If you ask me, that girl Xuemei is really nice, and she is also a cultural person. If you two can get together, you don't have to worry about not having a common language."

Lei Yan tightened his chin, wiped the shoes vigorously, picked them up and went back.

At night, Lei Huang was absent-minded and made frequent mistakes. When pouring water, the hot water in the jar overflowed.It's full, and I don't even know it's covered in my hand.

Jiang Yu's eyelids twitched inadvertently, and he took away the hot pot in his hand with a rag, and scolded coldly, "What the hell are you thinking?"

Lei Huang looked deeply at the angry person in front of him, and after a while, stretched out his red and swollen hand to touch Jiang Yu's face, which meant to comfort him.

"Go get cold water." Jiang Yu waved his hand away.

Lei Huang didn't feel it at first, but when he calmed down, the back of that hand was really painful. He put his hand outside the quilt, and pulled the person who was about to get out into his arms with his other uninjured hand sideways.

The chapped thin lips touched the sleeping man's brows lightly, his heart was pounding, his breathing quickened in the darkness, and he touched again quickly.

Let's kiss again, Lei Yan thought to himself, he took a deep breath, leaned over and pressed his lips to the tip of Jiang Yu's nose, paused for two seconds, and stepped back gracefully.

He closed his eyes, his eyelashes were trembling constantly, his heart was beating violently, and he felt as if he wanted to scratch something.

After a while, Lei Yan couldn't help sneaking another kiss. He vigorously wiped his face, got up and went out to blow the cold wind in the courtyard.

It was so nasty that he even kissed the other party without asking for permission, Lei Huang knelt down and smoked.

The next day, when Mrs. Lei saw her son's burnt hands, she was very distressed. She went to the next village to get some ointment and applied it on him, "Don't touch the water for now."

Mrs. Lei asked Jiang Yu to wash clothes and dishes, and when she saw Jiang Yu smashing her bowl that had only been used for a few years, she finally realized that she had overestimated him.

I don't know if it's because of the ointment, or because of Lei Huang's constitution, but the burn healed quickly, and Mrs. Lei didn't worry about it anymore.

Jiang Yu was disliked by Mrs. Lei, but Lei Huang was protecting him, just like his mother.Like a chicken protecting a chick, it shocked everyone who saw it.

Mrs. Lei heard some gossip in the village, and when she came back, she asked Jiang Yu to trouble her. Life at home was even more chaotic than a chicken shed.

At the end of November, even chickens, ducks and geese are not so noisy.

Lei Huang went to the kitchen to serve dinner, and Jiang Yu stared at Mrs. Lei at the table, no matter how they looked at it, they were not in harmony.

"You are young, you can't just eat and not work. If this continues, you can only be penned up and raised as pigs."

"What the old lady said is true." Jiang Yu smiled but didn't smile, showing a embarrassed expression, "But Lei Yan won't let me do it, and you also know that he is a stubborn person."

In the first round, Jiang Yu had the upper hand.

"Our big sister is also an honest person." Mrs. Lei sighed, "It was such a good marriage, but it was dragged down by others, and I don't know what evil it was in my previous life."

A big mouthful of blood sprang up in Jiang Yu's chest, and he suppressed it only after enduring it.

In the second round, Granny Lei had the upper hand.

Mrs. Lei lowered her face, tapped the rim of the bowl with her chopsticks, licked the vegetables, smacked them in her mouth, and continued to lick them, turning the whole dish upside down. Before picking up another plate, I quickly picked up a little and put it in the bowl.

Mrs. Lei didn't know how she felt Jiang Yu's repulsion, she immediately put down her chopsticks, went out and sat on the threshold to pat her thighs, "Oh, my old bones are no longer alive, I'm old and old, and I'm being bullied by others." dislike……"

Jiang Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, took two mouthfuls of food casually, and went to bring the bowl of sesame seeds on the stone mill in the courtyard into the kitchen, "Your mother is crying outside."

He took the spatula and moved the rice in the pot to one side, took a piece of rice and leaned against the pot table to chew.

Lei Huang put down the big bowl in his hand and went out.

Old Mrs. Lei, who was making a fuss, saw her son coming, she became more confident, her voice became louder, and her thigh slapping became even louder, "Damn, our family can't raise white-eyed wolves—"

Lei Yan pulled the old mother up, "Mom, he's not bad."

"Could it be that your mother is bad? He has bullied your mother!" Mrs. Lei trembled angrily, "Are you bewitched?"

Lei Huang remained silent, carefully removing the dust from Mrs. Lei's clothes, and stroking her back.

Several nearby houses poked their heads out of their houses when they heard the voice, and asked with concern and curiosity, "Grandma, what's going on?"

Mrs. Lei curled her lips pitifully, she snorted, and knocked off Lei Yan's hand gently, "My son is not filial."

Jiang Yu in the kitchen ate a lot of rice cookers to fill his stomach, and he didn't go out to hit Mrs. Lei's muzzle. He sat on the small stool behind the hole in the cooker, waited for a while, wandered back and forth boringly, washed He went to rub the glutinous rice balls with his hands, and after a few rubs, Lei Xuan came back.

Lei Yan is a filial son, Jiang Yu thought the other party would blame him, but the other party didn't mention anything.

There were round glutinous rice balls in the dustpan, and there were three unidentified objects on the far side. At first glance, they thought they were picked up from the ground.

Lei Huang glanced at the unknown object, then at the person who was still pulling the dough seriously, and suddenly felt dumbfounded.

He stretched out his index finger to scrape off the flour on the opponent's nose, "I'll do it."

Catching a trace of disgust and helplessness in his words, Jiang Yu stood there with a black line all over his face, Lei Yan saw that he hadn't left after wrapping up a bag, probably felt that what he just said was right, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. panic.

He quickly kneaded a few small pieces of dough and threw them into the dustpan, kneading them with his fingers, "Look, watch me do it."

Jiang Yu twitched his eyebrows, turned around and left, Lei Yan grabbed his hand and pulled him back in a hurry, "Don't run."

So Jiang Yu spent the whole afternoon watching Lei Yan make glutinous rice balls, the appearance was the same as the ones he bought in the supermarket, but the taste was better, almost half a dustpan was wrapped, and he finished eating in two meals.

When laying the quilt, Jiang Yu found that something was wrong with Lei Huang, and stood behind him without saying a word, his breathing fluttered, he scratched his hair, "Speak up if you have something to say."

"I, I," Lei Yan stared at Jiang Yu with deep eyes, "Can I kiss, kiss you?"

"Huh?" Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"I just want to." Lei Yan said the answer that was conveyed to him in his heart.

"Don't you think it's abnormal for a man to kiss a man?" Jiang Yu teased.

"I, I just..." The voice in Lei Yan's mouth was wet.moist lips.Stop, he looked at the pair of hooks in front of him.With eyes that were too bright and smiling, he couldn't help pressing the back of the opponent's head and rubbing it.

"Remember it slowly." Jiang Yu closed his eyelids and tilted his head to sleep.

Lei Yan was really reminiscing about it slowly. After a long time, he raised his arm and brought the grunting Jiang Yu to his side. His thin lips curled into a slight arc. He said in a low voice, "I just want to kiss you."

During Jiang Yu's stay here, it was the first time he saw how to make potato flour and rice noodles, and also tasted authentic food.

His sharp face was rounded under Lei Huang's care, and his eyebrows and eyes showed something that was out of tune with the people in the village. It seemed that a rich family was raised by a sugar bowl.

Since it was cold, Lei Yan and Jiang Yu slept together under the quilt, and Jiang Yu used to put his cold feet between his legs, and put his hands under his armpits to cover them.

The way the two got along was seen by Mrs. Lei. She thought that she was probably old, and couldn't understand why her son was so nice to a bought person.

It's not like they are brothers, and it's even more impossible for them to be friends.

Mrs. Lei was full of doubts. Lei Yan had turned "Can I kiss you" to "Can I kiss you longer" to Jiang Yu, and he spent nearly three days in the whole process.

Jiang Yu was faintly aware that Lei Yan was extremely thorough in certain things, such as kissing him.

"You won't raise me as your daughter-in-law, will you?" Jiang Yu looked strange.

Lei Huang's thought of carefully hiding was caught, he suddenly didn't know how to deal with it, he bowed his head and rubbed.Rubbing the cocoon in the tiger's mouth, shyness and tension welled up on his face at that moment.

"I can't be your wife, I want to go home." Jiang Yu explained to him calmly.

The corners of Lei Yan's lips pressed hard, his broad shoulders slumped, the loss on his face made people want to cry, and his back was a little indescribably lonely.

Jiang Yu wasn't surprised when he didn't get the words he wanted. Lei Yan was the most straightforward person he had ever come into contact with, and he must have a balance in his heart, which contained the two things he cared about the most.

He has his trade-offs and principles, and no one can influence him.

This conversation drew a line between Jiang Yu and Lei Huang.The scars were not deep, but they couldn't make up for it for the time being. When they were sleeping, the two of them didn't stay together like before.

But Jiang Yu didn't know that after he fell asleep, Lei Yan still held him in his arms and secretly kissed him goodnight.

It seemed like a pre-programmed program, and it seemed like it had become his living habit, like eating and sleeping.

On the day of Laba, the sun was good.

Mrs. Lei moved a small bench and sat in the yard, took out a big red bathtub and scrubbed the clothes with a washboard, and quickly touched the collar with the soap in her hand.

Just a moment ago, he was still talking to Lei Yan, thinking that this winter is not as cold as before, and the bacon and sausages at home need to be marinated more, and the next moment they planted them in a big pot without warning.

At that time, Lei Yan was repairing the roof, before he could react, Jiang Yu first ran over to help the motionless old lady Lei, who was already unconscious.