After the rain

There was going to be a big cleaning before, and it was done in a few minutes with more hands. Duan Zheng stuck to Shen Yan's answer to the chemistry the whole time. He beat his chest one second and then smiled the next second, and had repeated attacks, as if his brain was not normal.

Shen Yan put his winter vacation homework into his backpack, glanced at his ashen face, and said, "My answer may not be correct either."

Duan Zheng pulled out a smile uglier than crying, "My answer must be wrong."

"..."

"The question is too difficult. There should be many people who don't know how to do it." Shen Yan comforted him clumsily, "It's okay, take the exam next time."

"Hmm..." Duan Zheng replied weakly.

"Don't think too much, have a nice holiday."

When Shen Yan went downstairs, he picked up the trash and threw it away, and then went to look for Song Qikun in the second year of high school.

The cleaning of their class was still in progress, and Song Qikun was going to wash the mop. On the way, he was discussing the essay questions with his classmates, but he didn't notice that there was a little tail behind him.

Little Tail followed silently to the sink, and stood against the wall to supervise the work.Song Qikun, who always felt that someone was staring at him, turned around wonderingly, his two eyes collided, his slightly frowned brows suddenly relaxed, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "When did you come? Why didn't you call me?"

Shen Yan said, "Just arrived."

"It will be ready soon." Song Qikun picked up the mop to drain the water, and said, "Think about what you want to eat later."

"Think about it."

Song Qikun glanced at him unexpectedly, "What do you eat?"

"meal."

"..."

Saying it means not saying it.

The convenience of commuting students is that there is not much difference between going home during holidays and going home after school. You can walk with your schoolbag on your back.

Liu Xinrong wanted to carry a box full of books back home, it was very heavy, her father came to pick it up in a car.

"You two really don't want to sit?" She made one last confirmation before getting into the car.

Song Qikun said: "No, we two want to go shopping nearby."

Shen Yan nodded beside him.

"Okay." Liu Xinrong tried hard to hold back her aunt's smile: "Then I'll go back first, bye."

After the vehicle drove away, Shen Yan hooked Song Qikun's little finger and asked, "What do you eat?"

"meal."

"..."

Song Qikun snorted, "Rock paper scissors, the loser decides."

Shen Yan would never win this game with him, and refused: "No, I can't beat you."

"I have scissors."

Shen Yan stared at him suspiciously, hesitated for a few seconds, and clenched his fist with his right hand.

challenge.

The two looked at each other in silence, ordered with their eyes, and moved at the same time.

A game decides the outcome.

The scissors produced by Song Qikun and the stone produced by Shen Yan.

It is rare to win this little idiot who is always cheated, his eyes are slightly opened, and the unconcealable joy makes his whole face come alive: "I won!"

Song Qikun nodded with a smile: "Yeah, you won."

He grabbed Shen Yan's wrist, pinched it and let go, and said in the tone of a kindergarten teacher coaxing a child: "Then I'll take you to eat—mutton hot pot! Okay?"

The child readily agreed: "Okay."

Shen Yan was going back to Wenling on Sunday, and before leaving, he brought milk tea to say goodbye to Pearl.

The two furry kids haven't realized that they are about to start a long-distance relationship that lasts for more than half a month. They think it's just a simple date, and they huddle together intimately in a sheltered place, and occasionally glance at the shit-shoveling officer team chatting not far away. .

"I haven't been to Wenling yet." Liu Xinrong's fair face was flushed by the cold wind, she wrapped herself in thick cotton clothes and walked on the spot to keep warm, "How long will it take by car?"

Shen Yan said, "Three hours."

"Only three hours? I thought it was a long way."

"Not far."

Liu Xinrong: "You're leaving the day after tomorrow. Where's Song Qikun? When are you going back to your hometown?"

Faculty and staff have holidays a few days later than students, and they have to buy some New Year's goods before leaving for their hometown.Song Qikun thought for a while and said, "About five or six."

"I won't see you off at that time. I'll see you next semester." Liu Xinrong saw an old man walking in a flowered jacket in the distance, she thought about it, and suddenly imitated the tone of the Spring Festival sketch, and said with a smile: "Here I pay my respects to the two of you." I wish you good health and good luck in the new year!"

Shen Yan was slightly stunned, and after realizing it, he couldn't help laughing, and said seriously: "Thank you, I also hope you... be happy and healthy, and your wishes come true."

"Well said!" Song Qikun acted as the atmosphere group and applauded: "If you are so good at talking, you must give a red envelope!"

As he said that, he really took out his mobile phone and sent red envelopes to the two of them.

There was still a red envelope to take, Liu Xinrong bowed meanly: "Thank you boss~"

Shen Yan received a red envelope corresponding to the name and amount, and typed a reply: [Thank you boyfriend. ]

The fingers stopped on the keyboard for a moment, and added another sentence: [I love you too. ]

After the milk tea appointment, you will be refreshed. As soon as you enter the house, you will be cute and beg for food with the shit-shoveling officer.

This was too unhealthy, Shen Yan wanted it to get up and walk around to digest food, but was hugged too tightly by someone, so it couldn't go anywhere.

The parting was imminent, and Song Qikun's reluctance to part with him became more and more intense, and he felt that his appearance seemed a bit hypocritical, so he said in a low voice, "What should I do? I can't bear to part with it for only half a month."

Shen Yan said, "I can stay for a few more days."

He had no friends in Wenling, and Shen Xin hadn't had a vacation yet, so he was the only one back there.

"Really?" Song Qikun's eyes lit up suddenly, and the lethargy was swept away.

Like a big dog with a meaty bone.

Shen Yan's mood also improved, "Well, let me tell my brother."

One of the important reasons why Shen Xin wanted to pick him up as soon as possible was that he was tired of eating fast food products and takeaways near the company, but compared to his younger brother's happiness, everything else didn't matter.

So he readily set another time: "Then I'll pick you up on the sixth, is that okay?"

"Okay, thank you bro."

"Why are you being polite to me? Have you had dinner yet?"

"not yet."

"Then hurry up and eat, I've already eaten."

"Go right away."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Shen Yan was thrown down by the excited person beside him.

He couldn't help laughing: "Why?"

"Happy." Song Qikun kissed the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Where shall we go to play these few days?"

Shen Yan said, "Do your homework."

Song Qikun raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

"I'm not sure." Shen Yan actually didn't have a particular place he wanted to go, but there was someone he wanted to accompany, "I can go anywhere, as long as I'm with you."

"Then I'm in charge?"

"Ah."

The author has something to say:

Shen Xin: Hungry, rice.

41. Travel

There are not many famous scenic spots in Wenheng District. If the scenery is bleak in the freezing cold today, it is not worth going to because of the low ornamental value.

Song Qikun ruled out this item, and made an itinerary of what he thought was feasible and sent it to Shen Yan for review.

Shen Yan: [Satisfied.jpg]

They only have five days, and the plan for the first three days is to go shopping, watch movies, check out special food, and go to the video game city and amusement park.

As the Spring Festival approached, many clothing stores held sales promotions. The two picked out several spring and summer outfits for each other. Shen Yan's tops were all long-sleeved.

The movie was a comedy that was released not long ago. The sand sculpture was a joyful wind. The movie theater was full of laughter. The two of them laughed from beginning to end. The popcorn and Coke hardly touched.

When visiting the food city, Shen Yan wanted to taste everything he saw, and if he stepped on thunder, he would hand it over to Song Qikun, who is not picky about food.

Song Qikun didn't have dinner that day.

Shen Yan is a black hole in the game, only suitable for playing the gashapon machine that every twist must hit. Song Qikun grabbed more than a dozen different dolls for him, and the reward he received was a whole bag of colorful eggs.

Shen Yan is very calm when playing in haunted houses, and he is not afraid of being frightened. The premise is that there is no physical contact, otherwise the staff will be lifted.

He has a slight fear of heights, but he still insists on experiencing the Ferris wheel. When he landed, his lips turned white, his legs were too weak to stand still, but his eyes were extremely bright.

Eating, drinking and having fun should also be moderate. On the fourth day, they chose to take a short rest and make dolls at home with cat fur they had recently collected.

After not touching it for a long time, Song Qikun's craftsmanship fell back to its original state, and even the most basic stereotypes were messed up.

Shen Yan started teaching him again.

Song Qikun shifted his gaze to his focused face, feeling dazed for a moment.

Time seemed to go back to a certain day during the summer vacation last year, Shen Yan also taught him how to make a doll so patiently, but they were not so close at that time, and their relationship was not so close.

Sensing that he was not paying attention, Shen Yan stopped to explain the steps in detail, turned his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Qikun blinked: "Kiss me."

Shen Yan obediently leaned over and kissed him.

"and then?"

The corners of Song Qikun's mouth reached up to his ears, "Go on and teach me."

On the last day, they brought milk tea to Dongjiang Ancient Town, went straight to Tianmen Temple at the foot of Lishan Mountain, knelt in front of the Buddha statue and kowtowed three times to pray for each other.Milk tea was squatting on the futon next to it, shaking its head following their movements, as if it was a witness of some kind of ceremony.

When I returned to the ancient town, I found that the streets and alleys were covered with red lanterns, which warmed the winter like torches.

In the evening, they went to the hot spring to relieve their exhaustion. They had no intention of going home from the beginning. They stayed overnight in the Gufeng B&B at the end of the town. Song Qikun counted the scars on Shen Yan's body.

There are fourteen in total.

He kissed one by one in silence.

The warm lights on both sides of the headboard can illuminate the whole big bed, and the plain gauze curtains hang down like flowing water, and the seams are tightly stitched, separating another world.

Shen Yan stared blankly at the roof of the tent, his heart was beating fast, he was at a loss for what to do with the strange feeling, and his tense body trembled from being touched.

"I don't do anything, don't be afraid." Song Qikun's voice was low and hoarse, and if you listen carefully, you can still find a slight tremor.

Shen Yan is not sure and does not care about the specific meaning of this "what", let alone feel afraid, Song Qikun can do anything to him.

"If you want...you can." He's just not used to it.

Song Qikun kissed his wrist, his soft lips touched the end of the scar lightly, another inch