After the rain

He got into bed after his fever subsided and fell asleep.

Shen Yan casually helped it smooth its hair, walked to the hanging chair by the window and sat down, not knowing what Song Qikun was doing, so he sent a sentence to go early to test it out.

Song Qikun replied in seconds: [You are also early, are you feeling better?Has the fever gone? ]

It seems that they have been waiting for news.

Shen Yan habitually answered rigorously: [It's much better, I'm back. ]

Song Qikun: [That's good, have you had breakfast yet? ]

Shen Yan: [Eat it. ]

As if he had a heart-to-heart connection, he was about to click on the video call, and the other side dialed it first.

Song Qikun babbled about his illness, his demeanor and tone were full of concern, he gave Tianzao very gently first, and then added a blow to the head: "Children are not as prone to colds and fevers as you are. Pulling you to run, keep fit."

"Can I refuse?" Shen Yan felt tired after thinking about it.

"Yes, but it's useless."

"..."

Song Qikun saw that he looked sick, and felt a little distressed, and said softly: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, you have a good rest and take care of your body."

Shen Yan's voice was low: "Don't disturb, I want to hear you."

He paused for a few seconds, then changed the subject to something important: "My final grades are out."

Even through the screen, you can clearly see Song Qikun's eyes light up in an instant, full of undisguised expectation, "How did you do in the exam?"

"No. [-] in grade." Shen Yan didn't show off, staring at him intently, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, "Song Qikun, I did it."

As soon as the voice fell, the space was quiet for a while, and then the camera shook for a while, and a blurry image was torn out of the screen. It was Song Qikun who was so excited that his hands were shaking, and he jumped up and walked around the room. Once excited, he exclaimed happily.

Shen Yan was very embarrassed by his praise, and her ears were red. Although she was a little overwhelmed, she didn't avoid his bright and enthusiastic gaze, and she didn't make him stop talking.

Song Qikun talked too much and felt his lips were dry. He stopped and drank half a glass of water, cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Dear player, congratulations on completing the customs clearance task. The ultimate prize has been unlocked. Would you like to redeem it now?"

Shen Yan nestled into the hanging chair in a relaxed manner, with his feet touching the ground to make the hanging chair rock back and forth, and said cooperatively: "Exchange."

"—Ding, your reward has arrived, please check it."

"Where?"

"In front of your eyes, in your heart, it will be delivered to your door in four days." Song Qikun said.

Shen Yan laughed: "Yes."

Song Qikun wanted to hug him very much at this moment, but he couldn't see it, so he had to pull the pillow over and hug him, barely filling the emptiness in his arms.

The two stared at each other silently, Song Qikun touched Shen Yan's face on the screen, and asked softly with his usual expression: "Are you still afraid now?"

I am afraid that what is easily obtained will also be easily lost, so I want to obtain it through my own efforts, so that the effort and gain are equal or even far exceeded, as if I can have it forever.

Shen Yan's movement of shaking the hanging chair stopped suddenly, and he blinked in a daze, his nose and eye sockets were a little pantothenic.

"Don't be afraid," he said.

The things he obtained through hard work are still intact at home, and nothing is missing.

It certainly won't change this time.

He believes in Song Qikun, and believes that this relationship will last for a long time, and they still have a long way to go in the future.

Song Qikun smiled softly, "My boyfriend is awesome."

Shen Yan started to shake the hanging chair again, "How about you, how did you do in the exam?"

"Same as my boyfriend." Song Qikun held his head up proudly.

"sharp."

"It's so perfunctory—"

Shen Yan learned what he learned and sold it now, and returned the words he just used to praise himself almost intact, with the usual calm and indifferent tone, just like reciting a text.

Song Qikun listened carefully to what he said, and said with a smile, "Baby, you are so cute."

Shen Yan: "?"

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Kun'er: Cute, I want to beep——

44. light bulb

Song Qikun said that he had to take the high-speed train on the ninth day of the lunar new year, and the ticket at 08:30 in the morning would arrive at ten o'clock.

And Shen Yan would bring milk tea almost everywhere, and he didn't want to wrong it to check it in, so that many travel methods were inconvenient, and often he had to choose a chartered car or ask Shen Xin to send it.

"Are there at ten o'clock? Then bring him home for dinner." Shen Xin, who rarely found him troublesome, leisurely stood beside him with a bag of potato chips and watched him busy, without any intention of asking for help.

Shen Yan: "Are you cooking?"

Shen Xin picked up a piece of potato chips and fed it to him, raised his eyebrows fearlessly: "It's fine, as long as you don't feel ashamed."

"I ate outside with him." Shen Yan didn't like spicy potato chips very much, so he chewed them a few times before swallowing them.

"I want to go too."

Shen Yan frowned: "Do you know what a date is?"

"..." Shen Xin almost choked to death on the crumbs of potato chips.

The young couple in the passionate love period can't see each other every day, it's been nearly half a month, so what do you want to be like, maybe you will kiss and hug as soon as you meet... If he is going to be a light bulb, he really has no eyesight , Presumably it will also cause psychological pressure on Xiaobao's partner.

He chewed half a bag of potato chips in silence, shook his head and let out an inexplicable sigh.

Shen Yan didn't bother to talk to him, she lowered her head and concentrated on packing her things.

The snow season in Wenling is usually divided into two periods, one period is from the early winter to the minor cold, the other period is from the Lantern Festival to the Jingzhe, and the rest of the time is mostly sunny.

However, the winter wind is biting, and the warmth of the sun is so thin that it is almost non-existent. The daily maximum temperature has remained below zero for nearly half a month, so you must be fully armed when you go out.

Shen Yan's home is more than 20 minutes away by bus from the high-speed rail station. He and Song Qikun agreed to meet at the west exit of the station, and went there half an hour earlier to wait for someone.

Song Qikun used WeChat to report his real-time location along the way, sending a message at each stop.

At ten o'clock sharp, I sent a message: [I'm coming! ! ! ]

When Shen Yan saw the three exclamation marks at the end of the sentence, his heartbeat started to speed up inexplicably, and he wanted to meet extremely urgently and strongly.

He raised his head and looked around, searching for the target in the bustling crowd of people leaving the station. When a familiar figure broke into his field of vision, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward.

At the same time, Song Qikun also saw him, excitedly waved his arms in this direction, and said: "Baby, I saw you!"

Shen Yan greeted him with a smile.

Song Qikun was wearing a black down jacket and slacks, a warm and cold-proof hat, scarf, gloves, etc., and carried an off-white canvas messenger bag.

He nimbly shuttled through the crowd and approached Shen Yan with strides.

The noisy human voices can't cover the heartbeat, everything around them seems to be nothingness, and only each other is left in their eyes.

Song Qikun lined up to swipe the ticket at the turnstile, rushed out in three steps at a time, hugged Shen Yan in a half circle without any explanation, hugged his arms tightly, smiled brightly and said in a cheerful tone: "I miss you to death!"

Not seeing each other for several days, Shen Yan felt satisfied and at ease with his lover's warm and generous embrace. He took a deep breath of Song Qikun's scent, which was the light fragrance left by shampoo and lemon-flavored laundry detergent, which was very familiar and pleasant.

Shen Yan frowned happily: "I miss you too."

Public places should not be too intimate, Song Qikun hugged him restrainedly for a moment, then let go, stretched his long arms and turned them into shoulders, without any hint, Shen Yan consciously grabbed his hand hanging on his chest.

The two walked out talking and laughing, planning to stroll around the neighborhood first, and then go to eat when it's almost time.

Towering buildings can be seen everywhere in Wenling, and the eight streets and nine streets are full of prosperity. Because it is during the Spring Festival, it is full of red colors, full of New Year flavor.

All kinds of shops lined the street, but only a few of them were open. Shen Yan took Song Qikun to eat Wenling's famous seafood hot pot. He chose an old shop with authentic taste. He deliberately chose a corner location, and quietly fingered it under the square table. Interlocking.

After eating, I went to the shopping mall again, and it didn't take long to go shopping. I took the bus home when my food was almost gone, and I was ready to go after a short rest.

There is endless talk between them, shoulders are always close to each other, palms often rub against each other when walking, and occasionally playfully entangle, the affection lingers invisible, secretly expressing all the thoughts of the teenagers.

Shen Yan's home in Wenling is a two-story small villa with exquisite decoration. It is located in Beishan Villa District, which is far away from the central area. The well-known wealthy residential belt.

Thinking of meeting Shen Xin formally as Shen Yan's boyfriend later, Song Qikun was so nervous that he didn't have the time to pay attention to these things, and secretly strengthened his psychological construction.

However, Shen Xin was not at home, so he left a post-it note on the coffee table in the living room, saying that he was lonely and cold, and went to visit a friend's house, so he just asked Shen Yan to call him before leaving.

Song Qikun's tense nerves temporarily relaxed, took a sip of hot water poured by Shen Yan to warm up, put down the water glass, stretched out his hand to pull him into his arms, and slightly raised his head to kiss.

Shen Yan wrapped his arms around his shoulders and neck, closed his eyes naturally and immersed himself in the kiss.

The two kissed and hugged each other tenderly. Song Qikun's hands moved around, touching his waist and pinching his legs very restlessly. He even picked up Shen Yan and weighed him twice, and judged: "It seems to be a little fatter."

"Two catties." Shen Yan gave him a precise number.

Song Qikun just laughed, and chirped his cheek loudly, "Keep working hard!"

"En." Shen Yan's eyes were watery, his eyes were attracted by his rosy lips, his Adam's apple slipped, and he lowered his head to kiss again.

The young people embrace each other intimately, their lips and tongues entwined, even though their emotions are boiling, and their breathing blends together, only their hearts feel like drums.

After a long time before they separated, Shen Yan took Song Qikun upstairs and into the room