Woke up and turned into an omega

At around 07:30, the two arrived home and walked downstairs to the unit, just in time to meet the uncle on the first floor who was riding a [-] horizontal bar and carrying a cat.

The uncle seemed very happy today, and said with a smile, "Are you two out shopping?"

Amoy is a dialect meaning going out to play. It is generally used to describe naughty children going out to play.In the eyes of the uncle, no matter how much Fu Yuannan looks like a walking model of a good student, like Sheng Chu, he is a mischievous kid who only goes out to play.

Sheng Chu was very satisfied with the uncle's judgment, and chatted with the uncle with a smile: "Yes, do you want to take milk out to see a doctor?"

The uncle stopped the bicycle firmly, and got off the car tremblingly. Holding his hands, he was able to ram eight catties of milk out of the car basket.Sheng Chu stepped forward to give his hand, and the uncle patted Sheng Chu's back out of breath, with a smile on his face: "Young man is really good, just don't feed the cat next time, I am old, take it away I can’t afford to go to the hospital to see a doctor.”

"No more feeding." The milk in the cat box meowed viciously at Sheng Chu, and Sheng Chu barked back, turning his head and continuing to chat with the uncle, "What's wrong with the milk today?"

"A little loose." The uncle said.He rummaged through the keys from his bag for a long time, his hands were shaking like sifting chaff, and he held the key for a long time before he could insert it into the keyhole.Sheng Chu was diligent, and carried the cat box into the door for the uncle, and the uncle thanked him: "Hey, thank you."

It wasn't such a big deal.So Sheng Chu waved his hands and smiled brightly: "It should be, let's go home first."

The door on the first floor creaked shut.

Fu Yuannan didn't interrupt, out of politeness, he waited until the uncle closed the door before asking in a low voice: "How old is the uncle? Look..."

"Shouldn't you investigate this kind of problem yourself?" Sheng Chu joked, "What about your authority?"

"However, if I remember correctly, I should be almost eighty. The uncle is also getting worse and worse. I clearly remember that my hands didn't shake much a few years ago."

Fu Yuannan lowered his eyes, and was out of focus for a while before answering: "Yes."

On the night of July 31st, Fu Yuannan was packing his luggage. Sheng Chu, who got up to drink water in the middle of the night, passed by when he saw a light leaking from the crack of the door, and stopped in his tracks.

He glanced at the phone subconsciously, and realized that Fu Yuannan should have fallen asleep at this point.

Sheng Chu went to the kitchen to fill his enamel cup with water, carried it to the door of Fu Yuannan's room, and knocked on the door.

Fu Yuannan said loudly: "Come in."

Fu Yuannan's room was as bright and spacious as ever, not because the room was big, but because it was tidy and tidy, which made it appear empty.The boxes spread out on the floor occupied the only aisle, lying between the two of them, Sheng Chu said, "It's past twelve o'clock, and you haven't slept yet."

Fu Yuannan's work and rest are extremely regular, going to bed at 05:30 at [-] o'clock.

He rolled up the T-shirt, put it in a side box, and said, "Yeah, you didn't sleep either."

Both are talking nonsense.

Of course Sheng Chu knew the reason why Fu Yuannan didn't sleep. Fu Yuannan took the plane home at twelve o'clock tomorrow morning, so he had to leave at eight o'clock and take a two-hour taxi to the airport.Of course, Fu Yuannan could also guess what Sheng Chu was doing in the middle of the night—mostly playing games.

However, nonsense occasionally has meaning.Human beings talk nonsense not to convey effective information, but just to occupy a fragment of a certain time, and confess seven-eighths of the iceberg sunk in the sea through body, expression, and eyes.

Sheng Chu stood there and looked at Fu Yuannan for a while.

The cup was held in the palm of the hand, and the steam* was released, passing by Sheng Chu's chin, wanting to wander into the eyes.

Fu Yuannan's throat was stung by Sheng Chu's gaze, and he raised his head from the arrangement: "Are you...do you want to say something?"

Sheng Chu smiled and said, "No, just, remember to share with me when you go back to play and have fun."

"There's nothing fun, but I can bring you something to eat." Fu Yuannan squatted on the ground and raised the corners of his mouth, "Or, why don't you come and play for a few days?"

"I still have six essays." Sheng Chu said, "But your proposal makes me feel very good, and I will consider it."

"Fu Yuannan's house is very big and has a guest room..." Before he finished speaking, Sheng Chu continued naturally: "Maybe there will be gardens and fountains, but those are Fu Yuannan's, not yours, this place is more like yours Home."

"I'll wait for you to go home," Sheng Chu said.

Fu Yuannan squatted on the ground and looked at him with strange eyes for a while, then stood up abruptly, stepped over the spread boxes, and came to Sheng Chu.His back blocked the light, so the shadow covered it.

He took the cup from Sheng Chu's hand and put it on the bookshelf: "Will you give it to me tomorrow?"

Sheng Chu licked his lips, raised his chin slightly, and said with a light smile, "It's time to go to work, stop dreaming."

"That's fine." Fu Yuannan's head fell little by little, imprisoning him on the door panel, nose to nose, "give me a goodnight kiss."

Fu Yuannan is bewitching people again.Obviously, the arrow is ready to go, and it is an irresistible posture, but it insists on making believers think that they are willing to give.Sheng Chu complained, maybe out of reprimand: "Then can I still say no?"

He used the sound of breath, and all the breath he exhaled was gathered between the lips and teeth of the two of them.

Fu Yuannan put his lips on Sheng Chu's like this, and said, "Then I... kissed."

They have never had such a tender kiss, politely using their tongues to test each other's teeth, prying open, and then entangled.Fu Yuannan's hand on the door gradually slipped until it was holding Sheng Chu's face, and then fell down again, placing Sheng Chu's hard-to-place hand hanging by his side on his waist.He even teased Sheng Chu out of his mind: "Why don't you even know how to kiss?"

Sheng Chu said boldly: "Is there? Why is it not your problem?"

"Of course it's your problem." Fu Yuannan played a rogue, "You haven't even kissed me on your own initiative, so it shows that you don't even know how to do it."

What kind of strange logic is this?Sheng Chu was dizzy.He hated the provocative method, and the provocative method could fool him every time, so he raised his head, sent his wet lips that had already been kissed, and touched them lightly twice.

Fu Yuannan laughed: "I am very satisfied with this kind of throwing myself into my arms, and hope to have such a service next time."

Sheng Chu said: "...I deserve your uncle."

But he didn't let go of Fu Yuannan's arm, the two stood face to face quietly for a while, Fu Yuannan said:

"I don't have a name. The only thing I have that can be used to identify me is a machine code. You can call me whatever you like."

"The name is given by you, special, eternal, and the only evidence used to prove the traces I left with you."

As if to echo what he said before, all the places he introduced and where he could stay belonged to Fu Yuannan, not the number co-278297.These are all stolen from him.He invited Sheng Chu to play, but it was just pretending to be a tiger, borrowing the name of the original person.

It was rare for Fu Yuannan to speak so inconsistently, but what was strange was that Sheng Chu understood his confusion of having nowhere to go.

Sheng Chu's hands climbed from his waist all the way to his shoulders, and then to his holding hands.

Looking at his face, she told him seriously: "It's okay...with me, you can always be Fu Yuannan."

The author says:

It was sugar stuffed with ceramic shards, with some shadows of knives.

How can I let you go so easily, right?

*Inspired by a passage from Zhang Xuan, the original words are as follows:

"The poet put away his pen at night, his eyes put down his camera, a cup of hot tea in the living room, and let off the steam. We don't want to do anything other than live with each other in the moment. My love, the human heart does not need proof, just like the world The only one of us in the world, like the root of homesickness does not need soil, he grows and lives by himself, I love you deeply, this is my life."