Long Island High School

The two hugged for a long time in the dark alley, Song Jing felt a little uncomfortable: "Let me go."

He Wenzhou said: "Hold me for a while."

Song Jing started talking about him: "You hit Su Qing with your car?"

He Wenzhou said: "I don't want to hear her name."

Song Jing wanted to push him away angrily, but He Wenzhou hugged his waist tightly and whispered in his ear, "I'll take you back."

Song Jing came by car, his car was thrown to Xu Jiayi, and he went to drive Song Jing's car.Song Jing was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and He Wenzhou was sitting beside him in the confined space, feeling his heart tense for no reason, his face flushed and his ears hot.He is tall and has long legs, and there is not much space in the driver's seat. He sits in it as if he is stuck in it.

He Wenzhou said: "The car is too small."

Song Jing said: "If you don't want to drive, go back by yourself."

There are so many problems, and he still dislikes his car.

He Wenzhou said: "I want to drive."

Song Jing turned his head away and looked at the scenery outside the window.It was too late, and after a whole night of tossing, He Wenzhou stayed up for several days and nights, because he was still not sure what Song Jing meant, so he still refused to relax.His mind was tense and excited, his head hurt, but he felt a little relieved.Because Song Jing was willing to listen to him and let him hug her.

Song Jing seldom gets so angry and has such intense emotional ups and downs.Seeing He Wenzhou again, it seemed that all the anger I had never been angry before exploded out of the accumulated emotions.He is not an emotional person, but every time he saw He Wenzhou these few times, he would quarrel.

Both of them are adults, and they are still arguing and making noise on the street.Calm now, he felt ashamed and a little tired.He leaned against the window and closed his eyes unconsciously.

Song Jing seemed to have slept for a long time, or maybe it was just for a moment.When he woke up, he found that He Wenzhou was leaning over right in front of his eyes. He was almost on top of him, looking at him with deep eyes.It was too close, Song Jing's face flushed, and when he woke up, his hoarse and soft voice asked him, "What are you doing?"

He Wenzhou said: "You fell asleep."

He moved his arm, and Song Jing realized that his head was resting on his hand.He put one hand between himself and the car window, slightly around his shoulders.Probably because he fell asleep, with his head unconsciously leaning against the cold car window.He was afraid that he would catch cold and panic, so he supported him with his warm palm, and he didn't know how long he maintained this awkward position.

Song Jing blushed even more, and straightened up abruptly, avoiding his embrace.

He Wenzhou also withdrew: "Do you want to go up?"

"Ah."

He Wenzhou got out of the driver's seat, walked to the other side of the car and opened the door for him.The weather was getting colder and colder, He Wenzhou was afraid that the cold wind would blow him to warm up, so he took off his coat and put it on him, bent down and lowered his head, picked up his legs and hugged him out of the car.

Song Jing was startled and was about to jump off.

He Wenzhou scolded him: "Cold."

Song Jing stared at him.

He Wenzhou ignored it: "I'll carry you up."

No one dared to hug him like this before, even when he was young, he never let him hug him like this.The man's strong arms wrapped around him, restraining him so that he couldn't move.His body was tightly attached to him, and his arms were lifted up by him to rest on his shoulders.The innocent and carefree face of the boy back then became unpredictable, he was much taller, his arms were thick and powerful, even if he hugged him like this, it seemed like a breeze.Song Jing didn't want to argue with him anymore, so he could only acquiesce.

In the dark apartment building, there are only occasional lights in a few homes, and the lights are dim when you enter the stairs, and you need to step on the stairs to light up.If you don't step on it, it won't light up.

He Wenzhou walked steadily and lightly, and he didn't turn on the lamp.In the silent corridor, only his slow breathing and the sound of his feet stepping on the stairs.Song Jing was afraid of being discovered. There were people coming and going in this corridor, and it was not uncommon for a neighbor to come downstairs suddenly.He was nervous and irritated, but he refused to get too close to him, and his hot breath sprayed on his face.He withdrew his body and did not cooperate with He Wenzhou.

At a corner, there was suddenly the sound of a security door and a dog barking.The light was also turned on, Song Jing threw himself into his arms, turned his head, not daring to look, and He Wenzhou didn't leave.They stopped on the steps halfway, Song Jing's face pressed against He Wenzhou's chest, his breath and the man's breath melted together.When Song Jing heard the sound of the man's chest beating violently, he was flustered and embarrassed, his ears turned red.And no one came out of the anti-theft door above, He Wenzhou said softly: "No one."

Song Jing didn't realize how tightly he hugged his neck, and buried his body in the man's arms.He Wenzhou picked him up again and hugged him, stabilized his steps, and moved forward.The lights went out again, and they walked through the darkness to the front of Song Jing's house.

Song Jing thought about it, but He Wenzhou refused, and still said softly: "Open the door, don't let him find out."

He even recognized right away that he was talking about Song Yuxuan.His cheeks were flushed, as if having an affair, they quietly opened the door, the living room was also dark, it was too late, Song Yuxuan was in his room.Song Jing hugged He Wenzhou's neck tightly, and it was even more exciting to enter the room. He was almost too ashamed to look up.If Song Yuxuan bumped into him, if he came out to pour a glass of water, or if he heard any movement outside, where would he put his brother's face.Across the door, Song Yuxuan was playing games inside. Song Jing closed his eyes tightly, his heart beating violently.The two hid and sneaked forward in the room, and He Wenzhou accidentally stepped on the garbage on the floor of the house.The wrapping paper of the potato chips creaked, and the two hugged each other tightly in fright, not daring to move.Song Jing deeply regretted buying snacks for Song Yuxuan, what to buy is not good to buy potato chips, Song Yuxuan is the same, eat in the living room casually, and don't clean up!

He Wenzhou stabilized, breathed calmly and continued to go to Song Jing's bedroom.There was some light from the bottom of Song Yuxuan's room next door. He Wenzhou hugged Song Jing. Song Jing quietly opened the door and groped on the wall.

He Wenzhou whispered in his ear: "Don't turn on the light, you will see."

Song Jing quickly didn't even dare to turn on the light.

Along the way, they were extremely thrilled, they were careful not to touch the door, and squeezed in through the gap.

Once inside, both of them were sweating profusely.He Wenzhou hugged him and sat on the bed, Song Jing put his arms around his neck, and there was no sound for a while.

After hugging in the dark for a long time, Song Jing felt his body was sticky and hot.But he didn't really want to leave He Wenzhou's embrace.He Wenzhou smelled the smell of Song Jing in the room, and the smell of Song Jing in his arms, and he was even more reluctant.

They hugged for a while, and Song Jing felt that He Wenzhou's arms were trembling, probably because he was sore from hugging him, and finally broke away in shame: "Let me go."

He Wenzhou was reluctant, but it would be useless to hold him any longer, so he had to gently put him on the bed, and sat in front of the bed by himself.

The two looked at each other in the dark, and He Wenzhou said dryly, "May I kiss you?"

Song Jing said: "No."

He Wenzhou said again: "Then can I hug you?"

Song Jing also said: "No."

He Wenzhou lowered his head, feeling aggrieved. He carefully grabbed Song Jing's finger, not daring to use force: "Then let me touch your hand, okay?"

Song Jing turned his head, and his fingers landed on the man's warm palm.He was still wearing He Wenzhou's ring on his finger, and the ring glowed a little in the dark. He Wenzhou stroked his finger, walked slowly through it, interlocked his fingers, and held him tightly.

Song Jing's heart was beating wildly and he didn't dare to look at him.

He Wenzhou said: "I want to stay."

Song Jing said: "No way!"

"Why?" Why is it always not working.

Song Jing frowned: "Because you stink."