imaginary rival

After breakfast, Jiang Shiyu and Yan An went to study in the room.

Fearing that they would be noticed if they locked the door too often, the two of them were studying hard all day, and they took a rest in the afternoon and ate some snacks made by Yan's mother.

Yan An went through the messages of himself and Song Wei, but found nothing special, and didn't quite understand why Jiang Shiyu wanted to read what they posted again.

Song Wei just complained about too much homework, why did Jiang Shiyu read it again.

And how long has it been.

Jiang Shiyu actually remembered Song Wei's name.

Yan An sent Jiang Shiyu home, frowned and clicked his tongue for a long time.

The weather became cold again, and one day when he woke up, what he inhaled was a mouthful of extremely cold air, and the windows began to fog up. This was the first winter that Jiang Shiyu had officially spent here since he grew up.

Xie Lanlan bought scarves for them all, plus Sun Ke, the four of them had the same style, she quietly made a little trick, embroidering a small mushroom on her and Sun Ke's scarves, Yan An And Jiang Shiyu didn't have it, she said it was a unique couple's style, outsiders looked like the four of them bought a group purchase, and the family was very neat and tidy.

When it got colder, Mother Yan bought hats for all three of them. Jiang Shiyu and Yan An had the same style, and Xie Lanlan had a more delicate little girl's style. It was pink and tender, and looked cute.

After the winter completely infiltrated the city, Yan An's birthday also came with the passage of time.

However, Yan An didn't plan to celebrate his birthday this year. The main reason was that he had to concentrate on his studies in the third year of high school.

Jiang Shiyu had the same idea as him. His birthday was in September, and he never mentioned it to Yan An and the others. When Xie Lanlan asked Yan An how his birthday was going to be this year, Yan An suddenly realized that Jiang Shiyu was three years older than him. Month, birthday should have passed long ago.

"Even if you don't, you still have to say it," Yan An looked at him depressedly, "I can still give you a happy birthday with zero points."

"Sleep more if you have the time," Jiang Shiyu glanced at him, "The dark circles are all coming out."

"Oh, haven't you looked in the mirror before?" Yan An looked at him, "If you have dark circles under your eyes, you can be a protected animal, do you understand?"

Jiang Shiyu smiled and touched his own face: "It's okay, I'm mainly white."

"Tsk," Xie Lanlan looked at them speechlessly from the side, "Are Sun Ke and I also so tired?"

"It's okay," Jiang Shiyu looked at her, "Is it too tired to eat?"

"It's okay," Xie Lanlan imitated his tone and said, "The main reason is that I have a strong ability to resist pressure."

The three of them had fun for a long time inexplicably.

Yan An's birthday is this Friday, and on Thursday night, Jiang Shiyu specially set an alarm clock at 23:59, typed happy birthday in the dialog box with Yan An, and sent him a message immediately after midnight go back.

As soon as the news arrived, Yan An dialed a voice over, the voice was lowered, but there was uncontrollable excitement in the tone: "Brother Xiaoyu!"

"Well," Jiang Shiyu changed his pen, "Happy birthday, Xiao An."

"Happy birthday to you too," Yan An said, "I remember your birthday, and I will make up for you next year."

"Okay." Jiang Shiyu smiled.

"Come to my house for dinner tomorrow afternoon," Yan An continued, "I told my mother that we will celebrate our birthday together."

"...Well," Jiang Shiyu smiled helplessly, "Okay."

"Then you continue to write questions and go to bed early," Yan An lowered his voice, "Brother Xiaoyu, come and give me a kiss."

Jiang Shiyu paused, his hand was protecting the receiver, he really didn't know what to say, blowing a kiss?Or is it a bit silly to suck your lips and make a sound?

Before he could figure it out, there was already a sound like blowing a kiss from Yan An's side, Jiang Shiyu could only try, and made the same sound as him.

It was probably because Jiang Shiyu sucked too hard, Yan An laughed suddenly after a pause, Jiang Shiyu fell down on the chair helplessly, listened to him laugh, and laughed with him.

The phone call didn't know how to hang up, and I blew several kisses and said goodbye countless times. In the end, the two of them were so sleepy that they really wanted to hang up the phone.

It's a hurdle, after stepping over it, I feel like I'm an adult, I can go anywhere in a fair manner, and I won't be scolded for doing anything.

Yan An clicked to reply to all the messages wishing him a happy birthday, and Song Wei also sent one, and he replied with a thank you, but Song Wei did not send any more messages.

The.

If you want to ask if there is anything different from before...then there must be none.

Bars, internet cafes, ktvs, these places Yan An has been to before.

In the more chaotic places, Yan An didn't plan to go at the age of 28, so it seemed that he didn't have a sense of ritual that he had to do something when he arrived.

He pondered for a while, looked at his body when he was changing his clothes after taking a shower, and had a sudden idea, just like a white light flashing suddenly at the back of Conan's head, an idea popped up suddenly.

Jiang Shiyu and him have been in love for so long, the two of them hug each other, and they can even fly two planes when they find time, but no matter what the flying posture of the plane is, Yan An has never touched Jiang Shiyu.

In fact, they can be together, but Jiang Shiyu seems to prefer to press him on the bed, his arms and legs are completely pressed tightly, and his hands are stretched out in front, reaching in from the waistband of his trousers and holding them, making small movements.

This made it impossible for Yan An to turn over at all, and it was impossible to touch Jiang Shiyu's body in this posture, so... Jiang Shiyu almost touched him all over, and he was still stuck in Jiang Shiyu's body. The waistline is really good in the link.

Kind of unfair.

Yan An put on his clothes, wrapped himself in the moist heat from his body after taking a shower, got into the quilt, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

The situation in my mind can be roughly divided into two parts, one part is flashing back the questions and knowledge learned today and the amount of homework that should be written, and the other part...is Jiang Shiyu.

Jiang Shiyu's skin was very fair, and his muscles were not exaggerated, but it was comfortable to the touch.

Yan An lay down for a while, then sat up suddenly, opened his closet, and there were several pieces of Jiang Shiyu's clothes inside.

They were all washed, and there was a fragrance of laundry detergent, but Yan An could imagine Jiang Shiyu's appearance in these clothes just by looking at them. He took off a coat and put it on himself, and it fit him well. He was about the same size as Jiang Shiyu.

And then there is no then.

Yan An felt a sudden itch in his heart, as if he would be sorry for the first hour if he didn't do anything. He fell on the bed wrapped in that coat, turned over, buried his face in the quilt, and stretched his hands down. go.

After Jiang Shiyu finally finished his homework and memorized the vocabulary for a while, it was almost two o'clock. Fortunately, there will be no class tomorrow, so he can catch up on a good night's sleep, but he still has to celebrate Yan An's birthday.

He thought for a while, got up and opened the bedside table, there was a dark green velvet box inside, Jiang Shiyu took out the box and put it on the bedside, in case he forgot to take it the next day.

It was too late, so Jiang Shiyu took a shower and came out. He touched his phone and saw that Yan An had withdrawn something 5 minutes ago. Jiang Shiyu cleared all the messages first—there was a transfer message from his mother on the top. The message was also sent while he was taking a shower, and 1000 yuan was transferred.

Jiang Shiyu's hand paused, after all, he didn't click on the message, but directly clicked on Yan An's dialog box and sent a video.

The video was connected quickly, Jiang Shiyu saw Yan An, and his heart relaxed a lot.

"Hey," Jiang Shiyu said, "What did you withdraw?"

"It's nothing." Yan An's voice sounded muffled, "I sent it to the wrong person."

"What happened?" Jiang Shiyu continued to ask.

"Let's keep some privacy," Yan An said, "I'm an adult now, and I need more privacy."

Jiang Shiyu smiled and stopped asking.

"Did you just take a shower?" Yan An saw that Jiang Shiyu's hair was a little moist.

"Ah," Jiang Shiyu said, "this is my privacy."

"Privacy shit!" Yan An growled.

The emotional agitation made his movements a little violent. Jiang Shiyu saw him sitting up immediately, and the quilt slipped from his chest. His first reaction was why Yan An was still wearing a coat so late, and his second reaction was this coat. Are the clothes mine?

Before he could see clearly, Yan An fell back again, pulled the quilt up and down, his face seemed a little red: "I'm going to sleep, I didn't send anything to others, don't worry."

"I'm not worried." Jiang Shiyu recovered and said.

"Well, good night." Yan An leaned his head back on the pillow, his hand seemed to reach out to turn off the bedside lamp, but his arm twitched and then retracted, "Hang up first."

"Oh." Jiang Shiyu responded.

Yan An hung up the video in a hurry, lifted the quilt, and put up his clothes again. The hem of the clothes was covered with his own things, which were sticky and wet inside the quilt and coat, rubbing his abdomen into a piece.

Look, this is the asymmetry of technology.

The same is inspecting the plane, Jiang Shiyu's flying skills are particularly good, and his skills in masturbation are also pretty good... Has anyone tried this on someone?

Didn't it mean that there was no one you liked before?

Oh, I don't have anyone I like, but there are people I can masturbate with, right?

Muttering to himself, Yan An took the paper and wiped it casually, then took off his clothes and coat, took a shower and then washed the clothes and dried them, and returned to the bedroom, feeling that he had indeed done something great .

damn it.

Few people should choose masturbation in the first hour, right?

It's also very memorable.

Yan An rubbed his face and buried himself in the quilt, and touched the phone. On it was the photo he just took for use during the usual video with Jiang Shiyu. The clarity is not enough, but it is much clearer than the one he took himself. .

After exiting the album, Yan An remembered the sentence he had suddenly sent to Jiang Shiyu just now: What should men do?

Be your mother!

Has the cerebral hemorrhage in 17 years finally spread to 18 years!To ask such a question!

Yan An squeezed the phone and clicked on the webpage.

Fuck your mother can't Baidu by yourself!