you have to talk to me

The noise in the field, the smoke kiss by the pond, and the holding hands and hugs in the dark night were all natural, but after the two returned to the room and washed up, the atmosphere began to become awkward.

If he had known Yang Fan would not have needed two rooms or a standard room, because his insistence at that time had turned into a cover-up at this moment.At that time, he sincerely thought that it was more suitable for two people to live in two rooms. The more sincerely he insisted on sharing the bed, the more it showed that when two people shared a bed, the situation was difficult to control.

The smoke blowing on Feng Jimeng just now was just Yang Fan's momentary impulse, he didn't want to really leave Feng Jimeng with the impression of a teaching director, he had to completely kill that horrible idea as soon as it surfaced.Of course there was teasing involved, but in that situation, a little teasing between lovers was harmless.But in the current environment, a closed room, a big soft bed, and even the bedside lamp is an ambiguous warm yellow... The residual heat left by the teasing has spread to this place, and it happens that there is a kind of fire that can start a fire if you don't pay attention. trend.

Yang Fan leaned against the head of the bed, connected to the charger rented by the hotel, and absently played with his mobile phone.They didn't expect to spend the night outside, so they didn't bring anything, so they had to buy a pair of pajamas provided by the hotel.

The men's pajamas have short sleeves and shorts, and the top has a special style. It has a slanted front and is tied with a rope at the armpit. Apart from this, the pajamas are quite comfortable to wear.

The types of pajamas here are very limited. There are only two most common sizes for men, L and XL. Yang Fan wears XL just right, while Feng Jimeng looks loose in L, so that the tie can't tie his skirt or collar at all. It was just so loosely ajar.Yang Fan took a look, then quickly turned his eyes away.

"Your hair is so wet, why don't you blow it?"

"There is only hot air for blowing."

"Then let your hair dry before going to bed."

"Ah."

Feng Jimeng climbed onto the bed.Obviously 1.8 meters is enough for two people to sleep on the bed, Yang Fan moved to the side again.

"Brother, why are you so far away from me?"

"Ah? Oh, the charging cable is not long enough." Yang Fan even turned sideways.

Seeing that he was not interested in talking, Feng Jimeng also picked up the phone.

Silence and embarrassment spread between the two of them. After more than ten minutes, Yang Fan turned around and asked him, "Is your hair dry?"

"No."

"Then you go blow it, dry it and go to sleep."

Feng Jimeng glanced at the time: "It's not even ten o'clock, so early?"

"Early to bed and early to rise, get up early tomorrow to play."

Whether he can fall asleep or not, lying down with the lights off is easier than being able to see every move clearly like this, it is really happy and tormented.

Feng Jimeng had no choice but to dry his hair again, halfway through, his phone rang again.Yang Fan took the phone and looked at it, but there was no number saved.

"Bao'er, your phone is ringing."

The blowing stopped: "Hang up."

"Pick it up." Yang Fan took the phone in for him, "If you're annoying, tell that person not to call."

Feng Jimeng answered the question unhappily, and the first thing she said was, I'm not going.Not knowing what the other party said, Feng Jimeng raised his voice: "Just tell my dad that I don't want to, and let him leave me alone?"

"Why should I do what I promised I didn't want to do for your own good?"

"You let him talk to me directly."

"Don't wait, I won't go home when you are here. And don't call, it's annoying."

After Feng Jimeng hung up directly, she turned off the phone again, walked to the bed in a frizzy manner, and lay straight on the bed, her chest heaving and falling due to anger.

Yang Fan was a little amused by his small appearance.

"Are you so angry?"

Feng Jimeng glared at Yang Fan: "It's not because you insisted on making me answer the phone."

"It's fine if you don't make it clear."

"This man is a dog leg sent by my father. I can't explain clearly. He also said that he will wait for me at my house. I won't go back before school starts."

Yang Fan laughed loudly: "What on earth is your father going to do, all the dog legs have been sent out?"

"Send me to study abroad."

The smile froze on Yang Fan's face, he couldn't laugh out loud at these words, his chest instantly turned into a refrigerator, the blood passed by as if it had frozen in his chest, and gradually formed a hard block of ice.

Feng Jimeng was originally waiting for Yang Fan to tell him about his father, or to comfort him, but he didn't come after waiting for a long time.

Feng Jimeng turned her head, was startled by Yang Fan's expression, and quickly explained: "I already said I won't go out."

Yang Fan walked to the other side of the bed, and lay down in silence.

Feng Jimeng rubbed towards Yang Fan, grabbed his arm, and was a little anxious: "Really, I swear to you, I will not go abroad. I will go to university in China. I have made up my mind about the school, so I will take the exam." Ning Da."

Yang Fan patted the back of his hand, covering up his frustration with foolishness: "Well, you have ambition, it's your achievement, you have to work hard."

"There's still one year left, so it's not hopeless." Before that, Feng Jimeng thought about asking his father to help him if he almost broke the truth by then, but the last few calls, he knew that Feng Changxiong really wanted to get rid of him. He sent him abroad, Feng Jimeng felt that his father would definitely not want to help him.But it doesn't matter, he can still rely on himself.

Feng Jimeng leaned on Yang Fan's shoulder: "When I enter Ningda University, I will come back every week, and you can come to me at any time. We are still the same as now, and we can still play with Brother Yu."

"Don't play with Yu Gang, he will definitely bring you down."

Feng Jimeng snorted and laughed: "Anyway, I won't go abroad."

"Well, there's nothing to do. Can't our great country have room for you? Your father is a typical eater."

Feng Jimeng laughed, and said after laughing: "He thinks I'll embarrass him if I don't get into a first-class university in China, and I'll embarrass him if I stay in the country. I'll embarrass him if I get bad grades, and I'll embarrass him if I perm my head and wear earrings. My mother also humiliated him, anyway, that's how it is. You say it's good for him to be a loner, no one can embarrass him. "

"Don't talk nonsense, if he is a loner, won't he be without you? Without you, wouldn't I be a loner too?"

Feng Jimeng laughed so hard under the quilt that his shoulders trembled.

"Stop laughing, go to sleep." Yang Fan turned off the lamp on the bedside table.

There was no light on, so at least he didn't have to pretend so easily.In fact, Yang Fan had already had this hunch that Feng Jimeng was not a child from an ordinary family, no matter what, his parents would always arrange a way for him.Separated by external forces, or he grew up and had other ideas.

There is a hurdle in graduating from high school, a hurdle in graduating from college, and a hurdle in being known by parents at the age of starting a family and starting a business, not counting the changes that may occur as he grows up.The same sex, age difference, these will make their relationship more difficult than others.Knowing all this, Yang Fan still chose him. He was ready, but he didn't know if Feng Jimeng was ready.

Regardless of whether Feng Jimeng is doing well or not, at least the time we are together, and the time we can still be happy, let's be happy to our heart's content, it is a child's first love after all.

The darkness made Feng Jimeng a little more courageous, he suddenly rolled half a circle, put his arm around Yang Fan's waist: "Brother, you hug me to sleep."

"is it okay?"

Yang Fan pulled his hand down from his waist and held it in the narrow gap between the two: "Hand in hand to sleep."

Feng Jimeng took Yang Fan's hand and put it on her waist, and moved a little closer. From the soft voice, he could hear his embarrassment: "I want to be hugged by you for a while."

The sound was like a brush passing through Yang Fan's ears, making the fluff in his ears itchy one by one.He retracted the arm around Feng Jimeng's waist, and the other arm passed under his neck, and he fell into Yang Fan's arms, and their chests were pressed together.

Yang Fan lowered his voice, even a little ruthlessly: "Feng Jimeng, are you sure I won't do anything to you?"

The night in the countryside was even darker, the street lamps in the front yard couldn't cast into the rear-facing window, and the outlines of the two lying face to face were unclear, but Feng Jimeng could feel Yang Fan's breath right in front of his nose, and the two Human breath is exchanging.

"No." Feng Jimeng lowered his voice even more, almost out of breath, and could only be heard from a close distance, "You can do whatever you want to me."

These words made Yang Fan's breathing thicker, his throat was dry, and he spoke as if his throat was rubbing: "Fuck it, close your eyes, and sleep well."

"Ah."

The voices of the people fell silent, only the breathing of the two people was ups and downs, the hearts of the two were pounding, and the skin that was pressed together through the clothes was hot.

Breathing in the dark is like the spreading tentacles of molluscs. First the tentacles touch each other to test each other, and then the lips and tongue.It's not known who started it, but that doesn't matter because the kissing was a conspiracy between the two.

Kissing on the bed in the dark is different from kissing at other times. After the vision is deprived, the sense of touch cannot be magnified, the skin becomes extremely sensitive, and the sound of tsk-tsk kisses hits the eardrum. The touch of an organ, but the communication of the whole body and soul.

Feng Jimeng hugged Yang Fan's shoulders, responded more enthusiastically than him, and pressed down on Yang Fan's shoulders, wanting to lie down on top of him and overlap him.Just when he was about to stack up, Yang Fan noticed his intention, and pulled him down with the hand hooked around his neck, and quickly turned him over, hugging him from behind.

"What, what's the matter?" Feng Jimeng's voice hissed weakly.

Yang Fan arched his back, grabbed Feng Jimeng's arm, buried his face between his shoulder blades, and did not speak.

It's too unbearable, together with the surging love is the surging desire, especially knowing that Feng Jimeng will probably leave him, go abroad, maybe disappear from his side forever, this is their last time.The urge to want him rampages like a beast, making that moral fence look weak.

"Mengmeng," Yang Fan's voice was hoarse, he swallowed his saliva, and what he swallowed together with the saliva was bitterness, "Let me touch you, okay?"

"Yeah." Feng Jimeng obediently lay on his side in Yang Fan's arms, and pulled the hand on his arm to his chest.

……(slightly)

Yang Fan raised his wet eyebrows, stood under the shower, and rubbed his face in frustration.

When he returned to the bed, he could finally hold Feng Jimeng in his arms quietly.Feng Jimeng put her arm softly on Yang Fan's waist, and yawned lazily.

"Go to sleep, I'll hold you."

"Brother, I love you."

Yang Fan kissed his hair: "Me too."

The breathing in his arms became light and even. Yang Fan grabbed the hand on his waist and held it against his chest.