classmate engagement

Chengyan and Jiang Muping were woken up at 06:30,? The winter is long and the night is just dawn.

The elderly feel less sleepy, and the country people get up early, too. My aunt usually gets up at five o'clock in the morning to make breakfast, and calls for dinner at six o'clock on time.Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping have already received preferential treatment, the old lady called them half an hour late.

Although Jiang Muping is a teacher, he usually doesn’t wake up so early; Needless to say, Cheng Yan, he is the boss, and his work is flexible. He can go to work whenever he wants, and basically sleeps until he wakes up naturally. .

The two slept soundly, and were woken up by the old lady's yelling.

Jiang Muping opened his eyes slightly, and vaguely heard his aunt calling them to go downstairs for breakfast.His arm was a little numb, and when he turned his head to see Cheng Yan leaning against his arm, his brows were slightly frowned.

Aunt's loud voice came from downstairs again, Chengyan's head moved, his eyebrows frowned even tighter, he shrank into Jiang Muping's arms, buried his face in Jiang Muping's neck, his mouth He hummed impatiently.

Cheng Yan is very clingy when he is afraid of the cold, and he usually sleeps in an upright posture when the two of them sleep. He also put his hand into Jiang Muping's pajamas to keep warm, and rubbed it back and forth, almost not reacting to Jiang Muping.

Jiang Muping put his hand on Cheng Yan's back, and stroked his fingers along the groove of his spine twice. He didn't wake up, so he closed his eyes again.

Outside the door, hurried footsteps approached, and the door was knocked loudly.

"Xiaoyan, I'm going downstairs for breakfast, hurry up! Otherwise, the breakfast will be cold!"

Cheng Yan might be a little angry to get up, and buried his face on Jiang Muping's neck even harder, ignoring his aunt's shouting.

bang bang bang --

Jiang Muping responded hoarsely: "Understood, aunt."

"Don't go to sleep, eat breakfast first, I've made it all, if you don't eat it, it will be cold! Go to bed after breakfast, come down quickly!"

Jiang Muping pinched the back of Chengyan's neck, "Get up and have breakfast."

Cheng Yan seemed angry: "Don't eat."

His breath hit Jiang Muping's neck, and his lips rubbed against Jiang Muping's skin. Jiang Muping felt his neck numb.

"It's time for my aunt to come up again in a while." Jiang Muping said.

Cheng Yan sighed as if accepting his fate, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Did you sleep well yesterday?" Cheng Yan's voice was hoarse.

"Not very good." Jiang Muping said truthfully.

"The bed is a bit small." Cheng Yan's hands covered Jiang Muping's abdominal muscles through his pajamas, his legs bent slightly, and suddenly froze.

Jiang Muping cleared his throat, turned his lower body calmly, let go of the hands on Chengyan's waist, and lay flat on the bed.

The nape of Chengyan's neck was a little red, and it was the first time he had encountered such a situation after sharing the bed with Jiang Muping.Maybe it happened before, but he didn't notice it, after all, it's a normal physiological reaction.

"I'm going to wash my face," Cheng Yan sat up, turned to look at Jiang Muping, "You—"

"Lie down." Jiang Muping continued.

Cheng Yan nodded, lifted the quilt, paused, turned his head, and asked again: "Didn't sleep well last night, did I press you? This bed is a bit small, let aunt clean up our room again tonight, let's One sleeps in one room."

"No need." Jiang Muping's voice is hoarse after waking up, which may have something to do with his current state. His voice is deep and magnetic, "The bed is not small, and it's not because you pressed me that I didn't sleep well. .”

Chengyan noticed that Jiang Muping's leg under the quilt was slightly arched, making some inclination hints, and then he heard Jiang Muping say, "I didn't sleep well last night because of this."

Cheng Yan understood it in a second, but he slept in the dark last night. He didn't know that he put his hand into Jiang Muping's clothes and rubbed it again and again in the middle of the night, so he didn't know the reason why Jiang Muping had this situation late at night.

Cheng Yan grabbed the corner of the quilt, knelt on the edge of the bed with one knee, and asked tentatively: "Did I play a hooligan in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Muping glanced sideways at him.Jiang Muping didn't wear glasses, maybe because of his good living habits, his eyes didn't feel slightly deformed like those who wear glasses for a long time, but when he took off his glasses, his eyes were clear and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were all exposed. Less literary, more heroic.

"Intimate contact within marriage should not be regarded as hooliganism." Jiang Muping said.

So it's still a hooligan.

Cheng Yan didn't want to ask any more questions. After knowing the details, he might be the one lying flat on the bed and relaxing.

Cheng Yan got out of bed and smiled ambiguously: "I'll pay attention next time."

They dawdled upstairs for a while, and went downstairs for breakfast at seven o'clock, and were nagged by their aunt for a long time.

"I don't know if it's cold, does the food get cold easily? Isn't it the same when you go to bed after breakfast?"

Cheng Yan knocked the egg on the table and said, "I can't fall asleep when I wake up. Where's Xiaoyu?"

"She's already eaten, she's gone to bed and returned to her cage."

Chengyan put the peeled eggs into the plate in front of Jiang Muping, and heard his aunt say, "I'll go to the market to buy vegetables later, you two will accompany me?"

"Okay." Cheng Yan took a sip of porridge, "Do you have a car at home? I'll drive you there."

"Zhao Jing left the van here yesterday, let's drive his."

Cheng Yan hummed: "Shall Xiaoyu go with me?"

"If you don't take her, she will go to the cram school at nine o'clock."

"Are you still taking tutoring on New Year's Eve?"

"It's the third year of high school, why don't you hurry up. The college entrance examination will be in the second half of the year," the aunt said, looking at Jiang Muping, "If only she had Xiaojiang's future, I will have no regrets in this life. Xiaojiang must be a doctoral student." ?”

Jiang Muping just took a bite of the egg when he heard the words and hummed.

"Teach what?"

"Criminal Law."

"Taught law? Why didn't you become a lawyer?"

Jiang Muping swallowed the egg in his mouth before answering: "Not suitable."

Cheng Yan also felt that it was not suitable. Teachers can rely on love and law, but lawyers can't. Jiang Muping is lonely and compassionate. Compared with lawyers, he seems to be more suitable as a teacher.

After breakfast, they went to the town's market to buy vegetables.

The market was full of people, and my aunt shuttled skillfully between the stalls.Most of the people who came to the market to purchase were elderly grandparents. It was rare to see well-dressed young men like Cheng Yan and the others, and they were still young men. Therefore, Jiang Muping and Cheng Yan attracted the attention of many people.

Jiang Muping is tall, and stands out from the crowd among the crowd. His aunt leads two handsome men, carrying a vegetable basket and walking in the crowd with a happy face. The stall owners she meets along the way are all her old acquaintances. Everywhere she goes, she is greeted by familiar uncles and aunts.

My aunt went to a stall and asked for two catties of pork ribs. The stall owner chopped up the bones with a knife and asked her, "Caifeng, who are the two handsome guys behind you? I remember your son doesn't look like this."

Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping were talking, they were in the noisy crowd, they were looking at each other, they didn't know what they were talking about, and there was a slight smile in their eyes.

The aunt turned her head for a look, then turned around and said, "The one in white is my nephew."

"He's from the city, so he's dressed so stylishly." The uncle asked with a smile, "Where's the tall one? Also your nephew?"

"He's not, he belongs to my nephew—" the aunt paused, and chose a more elegant address, "He's my nephew's husband."

"Sir?" The uncle showed a confused expression.

"Does the legal husband know? He got married and got a certificate."

Cheng Yan and Jiang Muping walked over after talking, and found that the stall owner looked a little strange looking at them, and the bone-chopping knife was stuck on the cutting board.

My aunt reminded loudly: "Chop it up quickly, I have to buy other things."

The stall owner came back to his senses, glanced at Chengyan and the others, then at his aunt, and asked her in a dialect: "You said they are a married couple?"

Jiang Muping didn't understand, but Chengyan did. He glanced at the stall owner, who was also looking at him.

"Is this man really going to marry a man?" The stall owner put the chopped bone into a convenience bag and handed it to his aunt, "I haven't seen two men live together, it's so fresh."

"It's so rare for you." The aunt taunted him unceremoniously. "The national policy came down two years ago. Now homosexuals can get married. There are more men and men in the city."

The stall owner nodded repeatedly, and said with a smile: "How can I be as fashionable as you. Take it, and come back next time."

The aunt took the bones, paid the money, and walked away with her head held high.

Jiang Muping asked Cheng Yan: "What were they talking about just now?"

"Say you're handsome." Cheng Yan said nonchalantly.

Jiang Muping lightly pinched his waist, Cheng Yan stepped aside, covered his waist and smiled: "What are you doing?"

The aunt turned around and shouted: "What are you two doing, don't get lost, I need you to help me get things later."

The two followed with long legs, and Cheng Yan said: "They were talking about us just now, the man who sold the bones said he had never seen two men get married."

"He met today." Jiang Muping said.

Cheng Yan smiled and nodded: "Yeah."

"Professor, will you accompany me to a place later?"

Jiang Muping said without thinking, "Okay."

"You don't even ask where you are going."

"I can go anywhere with you."

"I want to see someone, but I don't know if he's still there."

"Who?"

Cheng Yan thought for a while and said, "He can be regarded as my master, he is also a tattoo artist."

After Cheng Yan sent his aunt home, he drove Zhao Jing's van to the city with Jiang Muping.He hasn't been back for more than ten years, the roads in Jiangzhou City have already undergone earth-shaking changes, Cheng Yan is not sure if he can still find the place he used to stay, he enters the address in his memory in the navigation, and the navigation takes him To a familiar street.

This is near the university town, and the surrounding buildings have basically not been remodeled, almost as they were ten years ago.

Cheng Yan parked the car and walked with Jiang Muping to the specific location of the tattoo shop. He didn't see the familiar storefront, so he stopped a young man who looked like a student on the road with the last hope.

"Hello, I want to inquire, is there a tattoo shop here?"

The man said, "Yes, there are quite a few."

"Is there anyone named He Xuan?"

"He Xuan, yes." The man pointed across the road, "Did you see the coffee shop in the east? The second floor is He Xuan."

Cheng Yan looked in the direction he pointed and said "thank you".

"you are welcome."

When the light turned green, they crossed the sidewalk and headed in the direction of the café.

There were many customers in the coffee shop, and Cheng Yan asked a waiter, "Is your upstairs a place for tattoos?"

"Yeah," the waiter pointed to the corner stairs, "go up here."

The sound insulation effect of the floor is surprisingly good, the downstairs is noisy, but the upstairs is quiet, only a faint "buzzing" sound can be heard, which is the sound of the tattoo machine operating.

The door was not closed, Cheng Yan knocked on the door panel, and a young man sitting in the room chewing on a cigarette, heard the sound and raised his head, raised his eyebrows, "Tattoos?"

"I'm looking for someone," Cheng Yan said, "Is He Xuan there?"

The man was drawing with a pencil, lowered his head and said, "You don't have tattoos? Why are you looking for He Xuan if you don't have tattoos?"

"Look for him to reminisce about the past, I am an old friend of He Xuan."

The man raised his head again, took the cigarette out of his mouth, knocked on the ashtray to shake the ashes, pouted his chin into the room, and said, "He's working."

While speaking, the "buzzing" sound suddenly stopped, and the man flicked his tongue and said, "It's done."

"Master!" The man shouted into the room, "Someone is looking for you."

Half a minute later, a tall man came out of the room. The room was hot and air-conditioned. The man was only wearing a pure black thin shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, revealing very eye-catching flowers. arm.

He Xuan hasn't changed much, he has too sharp facial features and a pair of iconic light-colored eyes.

He should have recognized Chengyan, took off his gloves and stared at Chengyan for a while, then turned his gaze to Jiang Muping who was beside Chengyan.

"Chengyan?" He Xuan threw the gloves into the trash can beside him.

Cheng Yan smiled: "Long time no see."