Why is first love so sweet?

Fearing that Sheng Yi would be too hungry to wait, Rong Yu cooked two bowls of noodles after returning home, which hit Sheng Yi's taste buds with precision.

Peeled tomatoes make a red sweet and sour soup, and the beef brisket cut into small pieces is stewed smooth and tender. When you bite into it, your lips and teeth are full of the fragrance of gravy.

A simple bowl of tomato beef brisket noodles, light and warm stomach, even if you eat in a hurry, it will not make your stomach feel uncomfortable.

Sheng Yi drank all the soup, and Rong Yu conquered his stomach on the spot, and after putting down the bowl, he looked at Rong Yu differently.

After eating, Sheng Yi collapsed on the sofa and fell asleep.

Rong Yu carried him upstairs.

Sheng Yi couldn't wake up from a thunderstorm when he fell asleep, and he didn't feel any sensation when he was hugged by Rong Yu, and he snuggled into Rong Yu's arms docilely.

It has been like this since he was a child, Sheng Yi is the biggest among Rong Yu's acquaintances, even a little heartless, he always believes in this world and him without reservation.

Rong Yu manipulated the boy's slender arms and legs skillfully, as if playing a nurturing game, changed into pajamas, and finally wrapped him up in a quilt.

Sitting by the bed, Rong Yu looked at Sheng Yi's defenseless sleeping face.

When the boy opened his eyes, he looked like a puppy of his relatives. His light eyes were clear and bright, and his glance and smile were full of aura.

At this moment he closed his eyes, and the fragility that had nowhere to hide was revealed.It gives birth to a morbid aesthetic feeling that makes people want to protect, as if it will break if not held properly.

Rong Yu raised his hand very lightly, brushing away the broken hair on Sheng Yi's forehead that was a bit blocking his eyes.

It has been two months since I last cut Sheng Yi's hair, and Sheng Yi's hair has grown a bit longer.

Rong Yu slept very deeply last night, but he didn't sleep well.

In the past three years, he has been falling asleep with the sound of Sheng Yi's breathing, and the faint snort disappeared from his ears. He dreamed of losing Sheng Yi all night.

In the dream, Sheng Yi didn't wake up, he covered the silent face with a cold white cloth with his own hands.

Rong Yu didn't shed tears for anyone, and he didn't even know what it felt like.

The extremely real soreness suffocated him from the depths of his nasal cavity, as if he had been thrown into the deep sea.

Headache, lack of oxygen, exhaustion both physically and mentally, and I didn't even have the strength to open my eyes.

Rong Yu bent his fingers and gently rubbed the boy's straight nose, a little helpless, but also unconsciously satisfied, and asked in a low voice: "Just trust me like that?"

Sheng Yi was immersed in a dream and could not answer.

"Navigation."

Rong Yu called out in a low voice.

Rong Yu's hand fell slowly, covering the slowly rising and falling weak chest.

He carefully felt the faint heartbeat under the palm of his hand, like walking in the dark wind and rain, guarding a cluster of flickering flames.

The dream is like a thin hook, hooking out a strand of soft memory cotton silk.

Sheng Yi dreams of a precious past, about him and Rong Yu.

In the dream, he was very young, and there was a mulberry tree in the courtyard of his home, with sharp and twisted branches that were as sharp as thorns, like the claws of the devil.

In the big house behind him, men and women were arguing loudly. He squatted under the mulberry tree and picked up the purple-black fruits in his hands. His nails were stained purple by the sweet juice.

"Xiaoyu, come in quickly." Sheng Yi heard someone shouting not far away.

He raised his head and saw a truck parked outside the small single-family building across the yard, and several adults in blue uniforms were loading luggage into it one after another.

The iron gates of the two houses faced each other, and a white and clean little boy stood outside the opposite gate.Sheng Yi could see the child's eyelashes from far away, as beautiful as an angel.

The boy stood on the road in front of the door with his head down, his lips tightly pressed together, looking sad and stubborn.

"Baby, even if you wait here, Zhouzhou won't come after you." Tang Yun squatted down in front of Xiao Rongyu helplessly, and gently persuaded: "Zhouzhou is old, it can't move here with us, you Daddy's friend will take good care of it."

This villa area is surrounded by mountains. Although the environment is very good, the transportation is not very convenient. Therefore, there are more rich people who come here to retire and rarely see children.

Sheng Yi thought happily that he would have friends.

Tang Yun persuaded Rong Yu for a while, but Rong Yu still stood at the door without saying a word, refusing to enter the new home.

Knowing that the child has a stubborn temper, Tang Yun also gave up. She is not a parent who spoils the child.There are still many things to be busy in the new home, Tang Yun stood up, intending to let Rong Yu figure it out by himself.

As soon as she was about to leave, she saw a kid running out from the opposite door holding a hand of mulberries.

"Who is Zhou Zhou? Is it your dog?" The child was very familiar with him, talking to Rong Yu cheerfully, "My name is Sheng Yi, what's your name?"

"His name is Rong Yu. We just moved here, and the two of you will be neighbors from now on." Tang Yun smiled, "I'll ask you to take care of him and play with him in the future."

"Don't worry, Auntie, I'll cover him from now on." Sheng Yi was half a head shorter than Rong Yu, but he already looked like an older brother.

Tang Yun couldn't help laughing, and nodded, "Okay, Xiaoyu will leave it to you, Auntie will cut the fruit for you."

After Tang Yun left, Xiao Rongyu still lowered his eyelashes indifferently, glanced at Sheng Yi's dirty hand holding Mulberry, and took a step aside.

Sheng Yi stood beside him like a little adult, "coaxing" Rong Yu with a sense of responsibility for a long time.

Rong Yu acted as if he couldn't hear what he said, and didn't want to talk to him at all.

The sun was very strong in the autumn afternoon, Sheng Yi spoke dryly, and suddenly said out of nowhere: "Oh, don't cry, let's play in your yard..."

Before he finished speaking, Sheng Yi saw that stubborn child finally raised his head, his pretty little face was flushed, and he said stiffly, "I didn't cry."

Sheng Yi saw this guy's arrogant nature, and deliberately teased him: "Don't worry, I won't tell others. I cry all the time too. My mother said that there is nothing shameful about children crying..."

"I didn't." Rong Yu was so angry that he turned his head and ran into the yard of his new home, thinking that this person was really annoying.

Unexpectedly, he saw the annoying ghost again at night.

In the middle of the night, Rong Yu was thinking about the golden retriever that grew up with him, curled up in the bed, holding back tears, when he suddenly heard the window of the bedroom being cracked by pebbles.

Rong Yu got up in his pajamas and pushed open the window, and saw the annoying ghost carrying a small schoolbag, riding like a monkey on the big tree directly opposite his window, and asked with a smile under his breath, "Crybaby, where is the cat crying in bed?"

Rong Yu subconsciously rubbed his dry eyes with the back of his hand, and whispered with red ears: "Are you sick?"

"How do you know?" The annoying ghost grinned shamelessly, "I just caught a cold yesterday, and I haven't recovered yet."

Speaking of this, Sheng Yi sucked the clear snot from his little nose, which caused Rong Yu to wrinkle his beautiful eyebrows.

"I'll show you something good!" Sheng Yi put his schoolbag back in front of him, opened the half-hidden schoolbag and opened his mouth.

Rong Yuxin said that this annoying ghost could have something good, turned his face away in disdain, but his bright black eyes couldn't help squinting at the mysterious schoolbag.

"Woohoo." A little yellow milk dog grunted and poked its head out of the schoolbag.

"!"

"Cute, isn't it?" Sheng Yi proudly showed off, "The puppy my mother just bought for me, the Golden Retriever, have you heard of it? It will grow up in the future!"

"Open the door for me and let me stay in your room for one night, and I'll lend you the dog to play with." Sheng Yi hugged the puppy and waved his paw at Rongyu.

"I don't like dogs." Rong Yu stared at the puppy and snorted arrogantly.

Two minutes later, Sheng Yi was quietly led into the bedroom by Rong Yu.

Rong Yu sat on the carpet and played with the puppy for most of the night, when he looked up, he found that the annoying ghost was lying on his bed unceremoniously, sleeping like a pig.

Rong Yu was obsessed with cleanliness, and was afraid that he would saliva stain his quilt, so he got up and wanted to wake him up, but saw Sheng Yi's back showing a piece of thin skin and tender flesh under the hem of his clothes, with several slender bruises on his white skin.

At dawn, Sheng Yi woke up lying on Rong Yu's bed, and found Rong Yu sleeping on the carpet with his dog in his arms.

Sheng Yi was a little embarrassed, and when he left, he left the dog for him to play with, and asked tentatively, "Xiao Yu, can I come to sleep with you in the future?"

"No." Rong Yu stood at the door with his dog in his arms, arrogantly refusing.

Later, for countless nights, Rong Yu opened the door to Sheng Yi again and again.

Sheng Yi opened his eyes and found Rong Yu sleeping beside him.

The boy in the dream has grown up, and the slightly raised tails of the beautiful eyes can vaguely see the shadow of the past, but the immaturity and softness have faded away, and now he is a man with sharp edges and corners.

Although this transformed handsome face is still a little strange occasionally, Sheng Yi finds that he does not resist such an intimate distance, but instead feels his kindness and familiarity with this person that is deep in his soul.

Sheng Yi gently lifted the quilt, and pulled over some people who were lying on their side facing him.

He turned around silently, facing Rong Yu, and carefully looked at Rong Yu's transformed facial features.

"Xiaoyu."

Turns out he really used to call him that.

No wonder it's so smooth.

The person in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.

Rong Yu was not asleep.

Sheng Yi was stunned for a moment, and an inexplicable embarrassment spread over him.Sheng Yi moved his eyes away unnaturally, and retracted half of his hot face into the bed.

"What's wrong?" Rong Yu's eyes flickered in the darkness.

"I dreamed about something from the past." Sheng Yi whispered.

Rong Yu looked into Sheng Yi's eyes quietly and asked, "What did you dream about?"

Sheng Yi deliberately smiled and asked: "Xiaoyu, did you like to cry when you were young?"

"Then you may have had a false dream." Rong Yu said expressionlessly.

Sheng Yixin said that this person really hasn't changed much, and asked with a smile: "We were neighbors when we were young?"

"Well, we met for the first time when I was seven years old." Rong Yu was also immersed in the memory, and said slowly: "That night, you brought Xiaojie to smash the window of my house."

"Xiaojie? Is that the golden retriever?" Sheng Yi didn't dream about the dog's name, he poked his head out from under the quilt and asked, "Where is it now?"

Rong Yu looked at him silently, waiting for him to continue asking.

Sheng Yi's heart was beating wildly, and he mustered up the courage to ask, "Xiao Yu, what happened three years ago?"

Rong Yu didn't think much, and seemed to be ready to answer his question at any time: "There was a fire, your father, and Xiaojie couldn't escape."

"..." Sheng Yi's eyelashes trembled, "Where's my mother?"

"He died when you were 12 years old."

Sheng Yi subconsciously grabbed Rong Yu's shirt: "What about me?"

"It was your birthday that day." Rong Yu sat up and leaned against the bed, looked at the hem of the clothes grabbed by Sheng Yi, and said, "You were celebrating your birthday with your friends outside, and you received a call from the police, and there was a car accident when you went back."

Before getting the answer, Sheng Yi had guessed dozens of unfortunate possibilities, and car accidents and fires were also within his expectations.

Because he has lost his memory, Sheng Yi originally thought that he could calmly accept the disappearance of these non-existent people, just like being mentioned an old dress that has no memory.

But hearing this, his body still trembled involuntarily.

Sheng Yi felt cold, from head to toe, as cold as being drenched in ice water.

He clutched Rong Yu's clothes tightly, subconsciously trying to find some comfort from this only remaining bond.

Rong Yu opened his fingers one by one, and covered Sheng Yi's cold hands in both of them.

Although his hands are not very warm.

Sheng Yi leaned closer to Rong Yu's side, put his head next to Rong Yu's leg, and after a long time, asked in a low voice, "Were you there when my accident happened?"

"Not here." Rong Yu still had that calm tone.

Neither of the hands of the two became hot, but Rong Yu's hand was slightly cooled by Sheng Yi.

Sheng Yi wanted to see Rong Yu's face very much at this moment, so he looked up.

Rong Yu's eyes are long and narrow, black and shiny, like a piece of ice dormant in the darkness.All the colorful emotions can be perfectly hidden in the black, like a dangerous and charming night.

He heard Rong Yu say in a very light tone: "At that time, we were no longer friends."

Sheng Yi's heart skipped a beat heavily.

He broke up with Rongyu?

Such a good friend, how could he be willing?

In other words, did Rong Yu go to the hospital to accompany him for three years when he broke up with him?

Rong Yu's face was hidden in the darkness, Sheng Yi couldn't see his expression clearly.

Sheng Yi sat up and grabbed his hand anxiously: "Xiaoyu, I'm sorry. I apologize to you. No matter what I did wrong in the past, I will definitely reform myself in the future."

Unexpectedly, Sheng Yi would say that, Rong Yu was completely stunned, the calmness he had just pretended could not be maintained, and a crack was opened by Sheng Yi's straightforwardness.

"Can we reconcile?" Sheng Yi shook his hand and asked uneasily, "Rongyu, I only have you. If you have any displeasure, tell us now, and we will solve it right away."

Rong Yu looked at his serious expression, his eyes gradually darkened, and asked him: "If it's really your fault, how do you want to solve it?"

Sheng Yi thought about it, there was nothing he could do except to be beaten.He is poor and useless now, and only this crippled body is left for him to use.

After much deliberation, Sheng Yi was still afraid of pain.

He patted the back of Rong Yu's hand, a little guilty, and persuaded him earnestly: "Xiao Yu, look. Although we are married by physical form, we have been husband and wife after all, can we use a gentler solution after marriage? "

"Yeah, that's right." Rong Yu lowered his head and thought for a few seconds. When he raised his face again, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at him meaningfully. His gaze seemed to be substantial, passing over the part of his pajamas that was exposed at the collar clavicle.

"Let me sleep?"

"???"

Sheng Yi didn't react for a while.

This kind of tiger-wolf words was actually uttered by Rong Yu with this angelic face. He even suspected that his thoughts were too dirty and his ears had problems.

Sheng Yi's eyes were opened today, some people usually have such a cold temperament, even thinking that they can speak pornography.

Fortunately, with the curtains drawn, Sheng Yi blushed and closed his eyes in the darkness.

Hold.

Feeling the heat on his face, Sheng Yi said, the juvenile mind still in his body is not at the same level as the mind of a man who has normally developed to the age of 21.

It was so shameful, Sheng Yi thought for a long time but couldn't answer.

The depression after learning the truth was completely dispelled, only Rong Yu existed beside him and in his eyes.

In the mysterious darkness, Sheng Yi felt the man's strong arms supporting the bed beside his legs, and he leaned closer with a cool breath: "The wedding night is indeed very suitable for practicing post-marriage conflict resolution."

Sheng Yi seemed to be enchanted, and stood there, feeling the temperature of the man who was getting dangerously away, and vaguely saw the face that slightly overlapped with the dream.

The boy in the dream seems to have two faces. During the day, he takes off his mask of kindness and turns into a charming evildoer who eats liver.

Sheng Yi's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

Cold fingers stretched along the sheet and touched his fingertips.

Sheng Yi heard a sexy voice in his ear:

"I'll be more gentle, do you think it's okay?"