After the rain

Girls are never afraid of failure.

She felt that what she had done before was a little too hasty, and it was natural for Shen Yan to refuse to agree, so she changed her strategy and adopted a roundabout tactic, starting as a friend with the other party and slowly overcoming it.

But don't worry now, the male god has someone he likes!

These days when she got the news, she asked everywhere, even herself, but there was no result.

Song Qikun: "Huh?"

"Shen Yan has someone he likes, I, I want to know who it is."

"What?" Song Qikun was stunned.

"This." Qi Jiajia carefully looked around, took out her phone and showed him the chat records.

The note she gave Shen Yan was a male god.

Qi Jiajia: [Male god, male god, I heard that you have someone you like, is it true? ]

Male God: [Hmm. ]

Qi Jiajia: [Who is it? ]

Male God: [In your class. ]

Qi Jiajia: [? ! ! ]

Male God: [Identity is kept secret. ]

Qi Jiajia: [Big cry.jpg]

Male god: [laugh.jpg]

Song Qikun was in a daze, wondering when the relationship between the two became so good, while trying to digest the news that was like a bolt from the blue to him, he frowned and then loosened, forced a smile, "Okay, I Ask for you."

Qi Jiajia clasped his hands together and bowed his head, "Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome."

He also wanted to know what was going on.

Restless, Song Qikun walked to the door of class 17, but he didn't go inside immediately.

During the class break, the classroom was a little noisy. He saw Shen Yan yawned, raised his glasses, rubbed his eyes, and continued writing questions. His back was straight, and he looked focused and determined.

Song Qikun originally thought that Shen Yan had worked so hard recently because of the reward he had promised, but now he was suddenly not sure.

It's just a cup of milk tea, and it's probably not worth it.

So what is Shen Yan's motivation?

The heart was clenched by an invisible hand, and Song Qikun felt it was difficult to breathe.

After about 5 minutes passed, Shen Yan raised his head and glanced at the wall clock above the blackboard, his eyes turned to the back door, and his eyes shone brightly.

was found.Song Qikun took a deep breath, put away all distracting thoughts for the time being, strode in, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Shen Yan followed him all the time, and asked, "Did you just arrive?"

Song Qikun smiled: "Seeing that you are serious about studying, I didn't come in because I was afraid of disturbing you."

"Don't disturb." Shen Yan put down his pen.

"What about them?"

"Go to the cafeteria for supper."

"Are you hungry? I don't think you had much supper."

"Not hungry, how about you?"

"I'm not hungry either."

There was a pause in the communication, Shen Yan noticed that he kept tapping his fingers on his knees, "You seem to have something to say."

Song Qikun clenched his fists, trying to make his expression look more natural, "I heard that the person you like is in our class, right?"

Shen Yan raised his eyes, stared at him for a few seconds with his dark pupils, and replied: "Yes."

With a sharp pain in his heart, Song Qikun forced a smile, pretending to be very interested, "Who is it?"

Shen Yan observed his expression and sighed softly in his heart.

That's it.

He took Song Qikun's hand, opened his five fingers one by one, rubbed the nail marks on his palm until they were not so obvious, and then wrote a word stroke by stroke.

【you】

Song Qikun's eyes widened in shock, his body stiffened like a stone in an instant, and he even stopped breathing.

Shen Yan was afraid that he would not believe him or make a mistake, so she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "It's you."

Song Qikun didn't know how he returned to the classroom. The political teacher was talking on the podium, but he couldn't listen to a word, and his mind was full of Shen Yan's answer just now.

The heartbeat could not return to normal frequency for a long time, the blood all over his body boiled because of this, and his face and ears were so hot that they must have been red.

The palm that had written the answer also kept itching, he wanted to scratch it but dared not.

So patient until the end of get out of class, Song Qikun quickly packed his schoolbag, forgetting to wait for Liu Xinrong, and rushed out of the classroom.

Liu Xinrong thought he was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, but when he saw him and Shen Yan coming down from the first floor together, she realized that her path was narrow.

The scene of handsome guys walking together is certainly eye-catching, but she felt that Song Qikun was in a very strange state. He seemed to be in a good mood, smiling all the time, and he had to look at Shen Yan three times to say a word. His eyes were bright and hot. There was a bit of nervousness and anticipation.

Liu Xinrong squinted her eyes, thoughtful.

On the way home, Shen Yan still seldom spoke. Song Qikun and Liu Xinrong chatted all the way. After parting, Song Qikun suddenly became embarrassed and organized his words frantically in his heart.

The elevator went up floor by floor and arrived at the sixth floor very quickly, without giving him enough time to brew.

"Ding--"

The familiar elevator sound broke the silence, the hall door opened, Shen Yan walked out first, Song Qikun hurriedly followed, and called his name, "Xiaobao..."

Hesitant to speak.

Shen Yan took out the key to open the door and asked him, "Come in and sit for a while?"

Song Qikun nodded hurriedly.

26. ​​Confirm

After Song Qikun entered the room, he took the milk tea into his arms and sat on the sofa.

Shen Yan went to pour water for him, and asked him if he wanted to have supper.

Song Qikun shook his head and looked at him eagerly, no different from the milk tea he wanted Shen Yan to play with.

It's hard to hide the thoughts of young people, but now that they have a response, they are like faded pearls, shining endlessly and seductively.

Shen Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he sat down beside him, staring into his eyes, and after about ten seconds, he lowered his eyelashes, the focus of his gaze fell on his lips, and he moved his face closer, and asked in a low voice, "Kiss?"

Song Qikun froze, his brain froze instantly.

"No?" Shen Yan made a gesture to back away.

Song Qikun grabbed his arm violently, using too much force in his desperation, his forehead collided with a solid muffled sound.

"Can you?" His voice became hoarse.

"En." Shen Yan responded lightly.

Song Qikun's Adam's apple slipped, and he mustered up the courage to kiss him. His four lips pressed together. The soft and real touch made his heart beat faster, and fireworks exploded in his mind.

Shen Yan covered Milk Tea's eyes and was only distracted for a second, his lips felt a little tingling, he frowned slightly, and took a breath.

"I'm sorry." Song Qikun withdrew a little bit of space and restrained himself slightly.

Two inexperienced novices groped each other, kissed and kissed each other, sucking jerkyly. During the process, whoever broke through the jaws first, the moment their tongues touched, they were both shocked and separated in a hurry.

His breathing was short and messy, his ears were so red that he was about to bleed, and his hands and feet felt weak.

"Little Treasure." Song Qikun wiped his lower lip with his thumb, pecked him again, then took him into his arms, buried his face in the other's neck, and asked softly, "What's the relationship between us now?" ?”

Shen Yan rarely showed some dependence on him, closed his eyes and called out, "Boyfriend."

The simple three words pierced the eardrum and struck the heart, leaving a clear imprint. Song Qikun smiled lowly, hugged him even tighter, and responded happily: "Ai."

The two were tired of talking on the sofa.

Song Qikun asked: "Xiaobao, when are you? To me..."

The probability of two being happy in this world is too small, especially in the minority homosexual group.

Song Qikun is still not sure if he is purely gay, because he has never liked anyone before.

Shen Yan was the only one.

The indifferent expression on his face seems to be semi-permanent. If there is no opportunity like today, Song Qikun will not be able to see it through.

If you like it, you shouldn't miss it, and you will regret every second you miss.

Shen Yan didn't know when this feeling changed, but he knew when it gradually became clear, "I was awake that afternoon."

afternoon?which afternoon?

Song Qikun rolled his eyes, suddenly remembered something, his heart trembled, his face blushed and he was dumbfounded, "You, you, me, I..."

"You kissed me secretly." Shen Yandan claimed to state the facts, and the request he made was unreasonable, "You are pretending to be asleep now, I want to kiss you back."

Song Qikun was amused by his strange brain circuit, and his embarrassment disappeared without a trace.He closed his eyes, cleared his throat and held back his smile, "Okay."

It also comes with notifications and considerate service.

Shen Yan turned a blind eye to his eyelashes fluttering into butterfly wings, and solemnly reproduced his behavior that day - kissed the side of the eyes first, and then the corner of the mouth.

Song Qikun hooked his hand, suppressed his eyes and did not open his eyes, his voice was hoarse, "Are you ready?"

Shen Yan: "Yes."

The milk tea in his arms seemed to finally be unable to stand the sticky atmosphere, and he kicked his legs and jumped to the ground.Song Qikun glanced at it, kissed Shen Yan again, touched it lightly, and then separated.

Looking at each other, he solemnly expressed his heart, "Xiaobao, I like you."

Shen Yan asked, "Is this what you said that night?"

"Yes." Now there is no need to hide it, Song Qikun hesitated for a few seconds, and asked: "If I told you clearly, would you agree to me?"

"No." Shen Yan answered simply, reaching out to him for a hug, "It's fine now."

Or it should be later, when he makes progress in this monthly exam, when he accumulates a little confidence in being loved, when he hides the unbearable self.

But he didn't want Song Qikun to misunderstand him, let alone see him sad.

That kiss was the turning point of everything.

He searched for homosexuality on the Internet and learned that boys can also fall in love with boys.

He had time to figure out his feelings and build up mentally, and there were no unpleasant avoidances and rejections between them.

He was prepared and hoped secretly.

It doesn't matter if it's early then.

After class division, the class uniforms of last year's sports meeting were eliminated. These days, during the big breaks, every class in the second grade is using the multimedia shopping app to choose class uniforms.

Song Qikun’s class has an extreme male-female ratio, and boys don’t have much say in what they buy, so please don’t be too fancy