give me a hug

Liang Suinian sent a message to the group, Li Tang and Shen Xuehao responded quickly, saying that they had already lined up happily in the dormitory.

"Go to the hotel."

Liang Suinian touched his cheek comfortingly, walking all the way from the art building, already soaked in the cool air of the night breeze, the delicate and cool touch was like a piece of nephrite, he couldn't help pinching it a few more times.

Fortunately, Xie Jiaran has a high tolerance for him.

He said: "They are all in the dormitory, it will be inconvenient, you wait for me here, I will go up and bring two clothes, your wardrobe is not locked, right?"

Xie Jiaran shook his head and said no, but when Liang Suinian turned around, he grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Can I leave my clothes?"

His voice was softened by the night, slowly drifting into Liang Suinian's cochlea, like a fragile and dependent animal.

Even just a look can always soften the heart.

"What's wrong?" Liang Suinian lowered his voice.

"I'll take you with me, okay?"

Xie Jiaran's black and bright pupils reflected the light at the door of the dormitory, clear and beautiful: "I want to wear yours."

Being watched by him so quietly, for a moment, and without knowing why, Liang Suinian inexplicably felt that a very soft part of his chest had collapsed.

"it is good."

He could only agree to his request unconditionally: "Just wait for me for a while, I'll be back soon."

Going upstairs and pushing the door open, you can hear the sound of crackling keyboards.

The internet-addicted teenager was fighting passionately in the team battle, and even took time out of his busy schedule to turn around and talk to him: "Brother Liang, why do you still want to go out?"

Liang Suinian found a clean shopping bag, put his two sets of clothes in it, and hummed: "I have something to do and I'm going out to stay, I won't be coming back tonight."

"Ow."

Just after this round of team battles, Shen Xuehao also put down his earphones and turned around, put his arm on the back of the chair and looked at the door: "Brother Liang, didn't you take Xie Jiaran to class today? You came back alone and lost him?"

Liang Suinian: "I didn't lose it, I didn't come up from downstairs."

Shen Xuehao was surprised: "He also goes out to live with you tonight?"

Liang Suinian nodded.

"What???"

Li Tang stared wide-eyed: "I'll go! The shocking event in the middle of the night, the Qing University Colonel took the Qing University Colonel Flower to leave the school to open a room. Is it the loss of morality or the annihilation of humanity?!"

"Say something nonsense."

Liang Suinian cursed with a smile, casually picked up a rubber piglet from the table and threw it over: "Xie Jiaran's leg is injured, it's not convenient to take a shower in the dormitory."

"Oh, you are so thoughtful?"

Li Tang clapped his hands to express his admiration: "Really, I know that you are always a straight man, otherwise I would have wondered if you two are in a relationship."

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but add: "No, I don't think those boys who fall in love are as pampered and thoughtful as you."

Shen Xuehao stretched out his arms to shake his claws: "Old Li, heroes see the same thing."

"Really?" Li Tang said: "You are so considerate, who has ever been treated like this at Brother Liang?"

Shen Xuehao nodded in agreement: "And I feel that we are inseparable every day, so I almost don't wear my trousers."

Li Tang: "After all, we are unworthy."

Shen Xuehao: "I don't deserve it, alas."

The two actors sang together, Liang Suinian sneered, and didn't bother to talk to them, fearing that Xie Jiaran would get cold if he waited too long downstairs, so he put on his clothes and left quickly.

It was the same hotel as last time, Liang Suinian went to take a shower first, and waited for the whole bathroom to warm up before filling the bathtub with hot water.

Tried it by hand, the water temperature is just right.

He called someone in and told him patiently: "When washing, put the injured leg on the side, remember to never get wet, do you know?"

Xie Jiaran hugged the clothes obediently and responded: "Okay."

Liang Suinian: "I'll just stay outside, call me anytime if you need anything, and I'll give you medicine after you're done washing."

Xie Jiaran nodded, waited for Liang Suinian to take him out, took off his clothes and carefully stepped his uninjured leg into the bathtub.

It is really inconvenient to take a bath with one leg, and the speed is much slower. After washing, I drain the water and stand up in the bathtub to dry and put on my clothes.

Liang Suinian is used to buying pajamas one size up, and wearing them on him is equivalent to two sizes up. The neckline is loose and loose, and half of the bony collarbone is exposed.

The cuffs were so long that they covered the backs of the hands, and the trousers had to be rolled up a little to be able to walk.

Stepping out of the bathtub and stepping on the wet floor, he accidentally slipped. Fortunately, he reacted in time and supported the sink next to him to stabilize.

Silently heaved a sigh of relief, his eyes flickered and he thought of something, his eyes fell on the neatly placed bottles of shower gel and shampoo.

——reached out and flicked lightly.

There was a sound of a large object falling to the ground in the bathroom, Liang Suinian immediately got up and strode to the door: "What's the matter, are you okay?!"

He didn't hear a response, afraid that something would happen to him if he fell inside, Liang Suinian couldn't control that much, so he simply opened the door, and all he saw was Xie Jiaran, who was leaning on the edge of the bathtub and sitting on the floor.

Holding the ground with one hand and trying to stand up but unable to do so, all kinds of bottles beside him fell all over the floor.

Liang Suinian's heart tightened, and he squatted down to check up and down: "Did you really fall? Let me see, where did you fall?"

"The ground was too slippery, so I didn't pay attention when I came out."

Xie Jiaran said softly: "Don't worry, it's not serious, it's just that my ankle hurts a bit, and I can't stand up all at once."

The floor was wet and couldn't sit all the time, Liang Suinian stretched out his hand and carried him out of the bathroom, carefully placed him on the sofa, and carefully checked both ankles.

"Fortunately, it should have just been bumped, not sprained."

He breathed a sigh of relief, and thought of joking with him: "Otherwise, it's a knee injury and an ankle injury, and I become a little lame, am I miserable?"

Xie Jiaran blinked: "Why did I become a little cripple, and you are the one who suffered the most?"

"Because I will become your exclusive means of transportation."

Liang Suinian thought of what Li Tang said not long ago, and couldn't help laughing: "At that time, I really have to think about whether there is a way to pin you to the waistband of my trousers, and take it with me wherever I go, and keep it under my nose so I won't worry about it." .”

Xie Jiaran silently imagined...

It seems pretty good.

Liang Suinian put the medicine on the coffee table, lifted up his trouser legs only to find that the back was almost wet, and put it down again: "Take it off, it's uncomfortable to wear when it's wet, don't catch a cold."

So history repeated itself again by mistake.

Fortunately, Xie Jiaran is wearing Liang Suinian's clothes this time, with a longer hem

——The black fabric also makes the skin whiter.

A very magical and uncontrollable feeling, Liang Suinian saw that he was wrapped in his clothes, as if he had become his property.

hiss--

Liang Suinian tapped the center of his brows with his fingers to drive away those messy ones, and fixed his eyes on his knees to concentrate on applying the medicine.

The scratches on the surface of the skin have formed a shallow scar in the past day after the medicine was applied, and the pain will not hurt again after the medicine is applied, and it does not look so serious and scary.

When Liang Sunian was taking the medicine, Xie Jiaran held his sketchbook in his arms and sketched something. After the medicine was finished and packed up, he patted the empty space beside him, went to see Liang Sunian again, and beckoned him to come and sit down.

Liang Suinian thought he was going to say something to him, but just as he sat down, Xie Jiaran consciously burrowed into his arms holding the sketchbook.

He adjusted to a comfortable sitting position with ease, bent his legs, leaned against his chest and continued to draw.

"..."

Liang Suinian wrapped his arms around his waist in a funny way, and touched his phone from the side to open WeChat.

Xiao Chi has been yelling in the group for a long time, and there are more than a dozen messages about Aite alone:

Your father Xiao: [@初前年梁哥! !Where is my Brother Liang? ! 】

Maomao: [Stop howling, people will come back when they see it. 】

Your father Xiao: [Shut up the idiot, I'm going to howl! 】

Your father Xiao: [@初前前年@则前前年@孙前年哥哥! ! ! ! ! !come out faster! ! ! 】

Chen Wenyao: [...the noise hurts my eyes and ears, so please don't bother me. Brother Liang came out and called me. 】

Maomao: [Me too. 】

Your father Xiao: [@刺前前年@孙前前年! ! !elder brother! ! ! 】

Your father Xiao: [Quickly come up with the method! ! ! 】

In the past years: [? 】

Liang Suinian moved his fingers to reply, and a faint but familiar fragrance entered his nostrils.

Unknowingly shaking his head, he lowered his eyes, and what he saw was the thin white nape of the man in his arms when he lowered his head.

It's the smell of shower gel in the bathroom.

The continuous vibration of the mobile phone brought him back from the fugue:

Your father Xiao: [Brother Liang, you finally appeared, woo woo woo! 】

Maomao: [/Thumbs up Niu, I really gave you a recipe. 】

Chen Wenyao: [Brother Liang, please help us, this nagging ghost is about to drive me crazy. 】

Su past years: [What's wrong?What's up? 】

Your father Xiao: [There is a big event! ! ! 】

Your dad Xiao: [I was just reminded by my dad that it's my birthday this weekend! 22nd Adult Day!Must be celebrated! 】

Su Past Years: [Aren't you going home? 】

Your father Xiao: [No, it's too far away, and I thought about it, it's more fun for us young people to get together on this kind of day. 】

Su past years: 【Where do you want to go to play? 】

Your father Xiao: 【Think about a lot of places, but haven't decided yet. 】

Maomao: [He said he wanted to go to Mount Emei to watch the sunrise and see the monkeys, but we've all been there before, so it's meaningless to go a second time. 】

Chen Wenyao: [Order a cake, go to the side door to have a hot pot meal, and KTV all night, wouldn't it be good?It's a lot of trouble to go out. 】

Your father Xiao: [Get rolling!How can my big day be perfunctory by a slob like you? 】

Your father Xiao: 【I'm going to find a fun place nearby. It's best to have something to eat, see and play. Do you have any good suggestions? 】

Your father Xiao: [Brother Liang? 】

Your father Xiao: [Old Liang Liang? 】

Your father Xiao: [Run away again? ? ? 】

Liang Suinian didn't run away, he was just distracted by the cold whiteness and the scent that brushed his nose.

Strange, obviously not the first time, why is it particularly easy to be affected today?

Difficulty concentrating, he seemed to be being led by the nose.

He casually replied [you will tell me when you think about it], put down the phone, simply obeyed his heart, and gave all his attention to Xie Jiaran.

Following the skillful movements of the man in his arms, a half-length figure with a slightly tilted head soon appeared on the drawing paper.

At first, Liang Suinian just watched with the mentality of observing the master's painting, but later found that the people on the painting paper became more and more familiar.

Facial features, outline, demeanor... all aspects are familiar.

"Is this the one who painted me?" He asked uncertainly as he tapped the painting.

Xie Jiaran nodded: "The sketching practice assignment we temporarily received is to draw the most familiar people around us."

As he said, he got a small mole on the corner of his right eye near his temple.

"I have this mole?"

He raised his hand to touch it, and said curiously, "Why don't I know, why are your eyes so sharp?"

Xie Jiaran said: "It's not that I have sharp eyes, it's because it looks good that I notice."

Liang Suinian smiled and politely said to him, "You are the one who draws beautifully."

Xie Jiaran stopped, looked at the painting, then turned back to look at him, and after comparing, pursed the corners of his mouth: "No, it's still not as good-looking as me."

Liang Suinian received too much praise from the young artist today.

Hearing this, he said happily, "Really? But why do I still think your paintings look better?"

He pointed at the eyebrows and eyes of the painter, and took out the commentary level of a layman and said, "Look, the eyebrows are beautiful, the eyes are beautiful, the nose is beautiful, and the mouth is also beautiful."

With a final click of his tongue, he came to a modest conclusion: "I'm not that good-looking."

Xie Jiaran's gaze followed his fingertips, turned back along his arm after he stopped, and then returned his gaze to his face.

Liang Suinian neither hides nor is shy, and shows him openly with a smile on his lips.

Feeling that his comparison was almost done, she was about to speak, when the center of her brows was suddenly pressed lightly by her fingertips, which also blocked his unspoken words in her throat.

Xie Jiaran swept his browbones with his fingertips, slowly moved along the outline to the corners of the eyes, around the cheeks, the bridge of the nose, all the way down until he pressed the upper lip very lightly.

The long eyelashes fluttered and fell with the line of sight, and the eyes were serious and focused.

Liang Suinian was a little taken aback.

Xie Jiaran didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but he seemed to understand everything he wanted to say.

He said, you look better than the picture.

Nice eyebrows, nice eyes, nice nose, nice mouth.

He felt that Xie Jiaran might have noticed that his breathing rhythm was out of order.

His gaze unconsciously slid across the other person's face in the same rhythm, cold eyebrows, delicate and small nose tip, pink and soft lips——

His sight froze here, and the arms around Xie Jiaran's waist quietly tightened unconsciously.

Xie Jiaran moved his fingertips away.

The next second Liang Suinian felt his heart was lost, he climbed onto his shoulders, raised his head and sniffed at the side of his face, the hot breath sprayed below the earlobe, and the sensitive itching scratched his heart.

"elder brother."

He called him in his ear with a low voice, and asked softly, "Don't we use the same shower gel?"

"Why do you smell so good?"

The tone of voice is pure and innocent doubts, as if they are really just curious and want to know the answer.

In the depths, there is an indescribable temptation.

The two of them were too close, and if a little change happened casually, each other could clearly feel it immediately.

Especially Xie Jiaran was only wearing a thin top.

Even at the same time, both of them were stunned.

Xie Jiaran tightened her hands on his shoulders, and looked at him with more bewildered eyes.

He seemed to move uncomfortably, but he had no intention of making the situation two points closer to an uncontrollable direction.

Covered by long eyelashes, Liang Suinian's eyes turned dark as he turned to him, and at some point his arms were firmly locked around Xie Jiaran's waist.

The silence lasted for a long time, and was finally broken by Liang Suinian.

He closed his eyes and let out a heavy breath.

As if waking up suddenly from a dream, he let go of Xie Jiaran and put it aside as quickly as possible, stood up without saying a word, and strode towards the bathroom.

Xie Jiaran looked in the direction of the bathroom as the door slammed shut in a panic.

After a long time, he raised his hand and rubbed the red and hot earlobe, silently curled the corners of his lips, and smiled.