imaginary rival

After finishing it for the second time, Jiang Shiyu went to take a shower again, came out after cleaning his body, and never took a minute longer.

The main thing is to take two baths in one night, and the interval between them is not too long. Jiang Shiyu feels that he is about to be soaked in water, but the feeling is not bad. The feeling between himself and others...is different.

It would be more enjoyable for others to come.

After Yan An finished, he was still lying on the sofa, with a hint of unrequited love in his eyes that was easily detectable, Jiang Shiyu thought he was so funny, so he sat next to him.

"Do you think this scene is familiar?" Yan An asked.

"You have to take a shower in the next second, and then I'll order takeaway," Jiang Shiyu fumbled for a cigarette from under the table, "We'll start before we eat half of the barbecue..."

"Shut up." Yan An said.

Jiang Shiyu said "oh", pursed his lips and smiled.He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and held it in his mouth without lighting it. He fumbled for the lighter on the coffee table and sofa.

"Just to remind you," Yan An touched him with his knee, "Your lighter lost my house today...oh no, yesterday, yesterday."

"When lighting candles?" Jiang Shiyu thought about it.

"Yeah," Yan An said, "My dad didn't return it to you. If it wasn't my birthday today, he would have wanted to whip you."

"Ah." Jiang Shiyu smiled.

Yan An obviously misunderstood his father.

Uncle Yan didn't think of whipping people anytime, anywhere, and he wasn't the kind of person who would scold his child for anything wrong no matter what the occasion was.

Jiang Shiyu had seen the kind of people scolding children on the street, and he had seen parents come out to beat and scold children directly in front of so many students, parents and teachers. He didn't think it was okay.

Uncle Yan is not that kind of person.

"Sleeping?" Yan An raised his hand and looked at the ring on his ring finger.

"Sleep." Jiang Shiyu answered quickly.

Yan An glanced at him, and after a while, his eyes fell on the ring again, and after a while, he looked at him: "Fuck, I'm not... not the one who slept!"

"I didn't talk about sleeping," Jiang Shiyu laughed for a long time, then stood up with a cigarette in his hand, "No, I still have to take two puffs."

Yan An followed him and stood up, following him step by step: "Didn't you quit smoking?"

"Atmosphere, understand?" Jiang Shiyu said, "Smoke afterwards."

"What a fart afterwards." Yan An said.

"We did it twice, and it's almost the same after the incident." Jiang Shiyu went to the kitchen, lit a cigarette with the fire from the stove, turned his head and looked at him intently, Jiang Shiyu smiled for a while, and took a puff .

"What's the smell?" Yan An's eyes were full of novelty, "Let me try it too."

"No, I was wrong," Jiang Shiyu smiled and raised his hands up, "Isn't it okay to stop smoking?"

"Hey, to be honest, let me try," Yan An said eagerly, "Just one sip, I haven't tasted anything yet, I've been smoked by second-hand smoke, and I'll smoke others once."

Jiang Shiyu, who suddenly became someone else, looked at Yan An helplessly, and finally handed him the cigarette.

Jiang Shiyu didn't look at Yan An when he put the cigarette holder in his mouth, and he always found this scene quite strange.

In the unlit kitchen, the two of them, one leaning against the counter, the other standing in front of him, took the cigarette he just smoked between his fingers.

His breath was swirled by the darkness, and as the smoke entwined, he could see Yan An's movements from a little ambient light, which was normal and straightforward, but... Jiang Shiyu felt that there might be something wrong with him, and he always felt that after tonight passed, he could see Yan An's movements. …Every movement of Yan An is not quite right.

See it.

Look and see.

I would say that I have poor self-control.

Jiang Shiyu sighed helplessly, before the sigh was finished, Yan An suddenly coughed violently, threw the cigarette aside, covered his chest and grabbed Jiang Shiyu's arm, coughing so loudly.

"Fuck!" Jiang Shiyu was taken aback by him, "Are you okay?"

"I... Fuck..." Yan An coughed, tears came out, and he even wanted to retch a little, "You, look at me... I seem to be fine..."

"Why do you have to try this thing!" Jiang Shiyu said angrily, patted him on the shoulder in a panic, bent over to see Yan An's expression, "Have you recovered yet?"

"Don't try it, fuck it," Yan An took a deep breath, barely resisting the urge to cough, "I just thought, oh, I have to try a little bit of everything."

"Ah." Jiang Shiyu continued to pat him on the back.

"Right? Smoking and drinking... Do I still have to get my hair permed?" Yan An was suddenly happy.

"Stop listening to cross talks," Jiang Shiyu couldn't help but said, "If you really burn your head, your dad can burn you."

That's what he said, but Jiang Shiyu still couldn't help imagining how Yan An would perm his head.

I don't know what hairstyle suits him.

Yan An's hairstyle looks pretty good now, it looks clean, handsome, and not particularly pompous.

"Let me tell you, there is only one person." Yan An finally recovered, as if he had been energized by that cigarette, his eyes were wide open, "If you want to try something, try it quickly, or you will lose it, understand ?"

Jiang Shiyu looked at Yan An and said nothing.

According to Yan An's logic, they have all done smoking, drinking, and inspecting airplanes, and the rest needs to be experienced... It seems that there is nothing left to do.

But coming three times a night, Jiang Shiyu felt unhealthy.

And about doing this, he and Yan An should still have a lot of issues to discuss, and they have to wait for Yan An to make preparations.

but……

Actually want to discuss ah.

Maybe I have to write a report or something, the above-mentioned [-]-character reasons must be done, and then exchange comments with each other, and choose an auspicious day during the Chinese New Year...

Jiang Shiyu thought about it, suddenly paused, and turned to look at Yan An.

"Why?" Yan An was puzzled by him.

"I suddenly discovered a problem." Jiang Shiyu said.

"What?" Yan An asked.

"Is that magical brain circuit of yours contagious?" Jiang Shiyu said, amused himself, "I seem to be contagious."

"Is my brain circuit magical?" Yan An looked at him confusedly.

"It's amazing," Jiang Shiyu said with a smile, "It has infected me."

"Don't rely on others if you're stupid, let me tell you." Yan An pointed at him, and after thinking about it, he was happy again, and raised his hand to hook Jiang Shiyu's shoulder, "Go, sleep."

Jiang Shiyu nodded, first pushed Yan An's arm away, went to extinguish the cigarette butt that Yan An had thrown on the ground just now, and threw it into the trash can, then took a piece of paper to pinch up the ashes, and finally walked back to Yan An Ann's side, raised his arm, put it back on his shoulders.

"Sleep." Jiang Shiyu said.

Yan An was happy for a while.

It may be because they were tired from playing today. The two of them lay down on the bed and felt sleepy as if they were about to pass out in a second. They wanted to talk about something, but when they closed their eyes, they couldn't say anything.

Yan An had a lot of dreams tonight, all in a mess, and in the end all the dreams were compiled into the same picture. He dreamed that he was pressing on Jiang Shiyu, and Jiang Shiyu was lying on the sofa like he was leaning on at night, with a calm face. looking at him.

And without clothes.

Why are you so calm?

Sober up, okay?You look at our posture!

Is this the time to be calm!

Yan An was inexplicably angry, bent down and bit the side of Jiang Shiyu's neck lightly, Jiang Shiyu snorted, the little movement melted into the air, passed to Yan An's ears, and landed on the skin, All the blood in his body was agitated.

Jiang Shiyu's voice is quite nice, Yan An likes him humming like this.

So the biting turned into a kiss, pecking and kissing lightly, and the hand gradually lowered, and then lowered...

Jiang Shiyu sat up suddenly.

Yan An was still in a daze, thinking about the next step, Jiang Shiyu pinched his shoulder and pressed him back into the bed, and then he fell down with a kiss that was much more brutal than before.

The sound of the alarm clock interrupted all this.

When Yan An's consciousness gradually came back, he heard Jiang Shiyu gasped and said "Ouch", he quickly reached out and took the phone over to turn off the alarm clock, then dropped the phone casually, and dropped his hand back on his back.

Like coaxing a child, he patted Yan An again and again, and when he patted Yan An, he seemed to tilt his head back, probably to see if he woke up.

Yan An opened his eyes, looked at him, and was amused: "The double chin is coming out."

"You have a double chin in this posture," Jiang Shiyu said, with sleepiness in his voice, "Woke up?"

"Yes," Yan An said, "Why do you set the alarm clock on weekends?"

"Forgot to turn it off," Jiang Shiyu said, "You should sleep a little longer, did you have a nightmare last night?"

"Ah," Yan An paused for a while, recalling the content of his dream, suddenly panicked with embarrassment, "No, it's not a nightmare."

"...Oh." Jiang Shiyu swallowed the rest of the words.

Last night, Yan An arched him quite powerfully. Jiang Shiyu was quite puzzled by the completely different arching method from the previous few times.

But seeing Yan An's pause at this moment, Jiang Shiyu suddenly understood clearly what Yan An had dreamed.

And... at the moment, the two of them are very close.

He knew how Yan An would react.

...It's nice to be young.

Jiang Shiyu sighed inexplicably.

"Hey, Jiang Shiyu," Yan An suddenly opened his eyes, "Do you really want to fuck me?"

Jiang Shiyu glanced at him, the shock in his eyes was not suppressed at all.

It wasn't that he was shocked that Yan An said what was on his mind.

He was shocked, how did Yan An drag the topic to this point?

It seems that buying a rocket overnight and then carrying the rocket to run with the wind and freedom is the direction, which makes people... very confused.

"Isn't it?" Yan An scratched his face in embarrassment, "I just had a dream, you..."

"Let me tell you about Yan An, it's just your brain circuit and the speed of topic switching." Jiang Shiyu looked at Yan An and smiled, "That's how I can fall in love with you."

"Why?" Yan An stared at him.

"I'm quick to react," Jiang Shiyu said, "Anyone else who can chat with you?"

"Do you think you're fine, you sawed-off gourd?" Yan An seemed a little unconvinced, "Who else can stand you except me?"

"Xie Lanlan." Jiang Shiyu looked at the ceiling, having fun.

"Then you go and fight with Sun Ke," Yan An said, "For a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, although no matter who wins Xie Lanlan, you will still choose Sun Ke."

"So." Jiang Shiyu smiled and let out a long sigh.

"You can only follow me, Brother Xiaoyu." Yan An also heaved a long sigh.

The two were silent for a while, then laughed wildly at the same time.