camouflage scum continued

The day after Xie Yu left, I missed him, missed him, missed him.

It was only tonight that He Zhao realized that there was an eight-hour time difference between him and Xie Yu.

What a horrible reality.

When he has desires, it must be in the dead of night, but Xie Yu's side is in broad daylight, although...it's impossible to get close to him, but now when desires are at their peak, Xie Yu's voice can't be heard anymore.

He has calculated that six or seven o'clock in the morning in China happens to be ten or eleven o'clock in the evening in the UK.

Damn, it's time to do things... Fuck.

The third roommate came to visit that day, and the young man was very energetic at first glance, which also fit his personality in reverse.

When the spirited guy first entered, Xie Yu came out of the room and was about to go out, while Jiang Sheng was sitting in the living room reading a book.

He threw away his suitcase and climbed onto Xie Yu's shoulder enthusiastically, and said familiarly: "Hello, Xie Yu, my name is Zhao Zixuan, from the Department of Architecture, and I will be a roommate from now on. Nice to meet you!"

As for why he knew Xie Yu's name... Who doesn't know the central air conditioner of the famous medical school.

Zhao Zixuan's most distinctive feature is his pair of long, narrow eyes with slightly upturned tails. He was born very affectionate and beautiful, but he has a single eyelid, which makes his eyes appear super small.

Xie Yu said silently "Pay attention to the harmonious relationship between roommates", he nodded, pretending to avoid the hand grabbing his shoulder unintentionally.

Jiang Sheng probably wanted to prove his sense of existence, so he stood up and said, "Hello, my name is Jiang Sheng, from the Department of Materials Science and Engineering."

"Ginger?" The word flashed in Zhao Zixuan's mind and blurted out.

"...My name is Jiang Sheng."

Jiang Sheng went crazy, his facial muscles twitched.My name is Jiang Sheng, my name is Jiang Sheng, my fucking name is Jiang Sheng!

Xie Yu couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Zixuan didn't take it seriously, walked over and climbed onto Jiang Sheng's shoulder, and said carelessly: "Okay, okay. But we will be brothers in the future, and the nickname I gave you is Jiang Sheng, how about it?"

How about it?not so good.

Jiang Sheng nodded and shook his head in trepidation.

Xie Yu left No.20 for seven days, missed him, missed him, wanted to fuck him.Calendar special event reminder: favorite child's 21st birthday.

Xie Yu’s birthday celebrations are all prepared a week in advance, because he needs to spend six days thinking about how to make this birthday "unforgettable for the children, so moved that they are in a mess, and the aftertaste is still unfinished."

A certain child said with a dark face: "Since the year I met you, every year since then my birthday has been very, very special 'I will never forget it, I am so moved, and I still have more to say about it'." Every year is so special. Stimulation, it is a test of his mental endurance.Even if his psychology is strong enough now, he really doesn't need to celebrate his birthday.

A certain person in He smiled: You can't say it, so you can't?Do you think I'll let you get away with it?

He had already thought of countless absolutely shocking ideas in his mind, and he would definitely give Xie Yu a super surprise.

Thinking of this, he became excited, and just used his birthday as an excuse... Well, celebrating his boyfriend's birthday is also a big event, but the most important thing - he can fly over to see his boyfriend.He Zhao rolled on the bed with his cell phone in his arms, hugging the pillow in his arms and laughing nonstop.

It has been almost a month since he came to the UK, and Xie Yu's first month at Oxford University was not very smooth.

After leaving He Zhao, he always felt empty around him.Subconsciously, the location closest to him and the right to live in the left atrium have always been exclusive to He Zhao; after leaving his homeland, he is surrounded by European-style buildings and foreigners with blue eyes and blond hair. what are you talking about.

He sincerely thinks that the motherland is better. The Chinese-style buildings are elegant and magnificent, and there are black-eyed and black-haired natives around. Not everyone can speak Mandarin, at least no one can understand it.In order to survive, he had to learn and adapt to those foreign languages.

Xie Yu has always known that he has a strong learning ability. Although he has not been able to communicate with the British without barriers after this month, at least he is used to listening to British English. He can understand what others say under normal circumstances.

On the other hand, Jiang Sheng and Zhao Zixuan were not as easy as him.

Jiang Sheng's qualifications are mediocre, but he has the steadfastness and hard work that Xie Yu can't learn, and even ordinary people can't do one thing with his perseverance and perseverance.Jiang Sheng is very self-disciplined. He never chats nonsense with you when he is studying. He memorizes the Oxford Dictionary in the corner and sits for a whole afternoon without changing his posture.

Compared with him, Zhao Zixuan's learning method is even more...unbelievable.

In order to learn English, Zhao Zixuan locked himself in his room for two weeks, watching all kinds of European and American movies without Chinese subtitles.Two weeks later he went out with a thick notebook, chatted with random Englishmen on the street, jotted down sentences he hadn't heard, and sometimes got scolded for quoting movie lines inappropriately. pause.Anyway, he has a big heart, so he doesn't care about it.

Xie Yu's life is very simple, the apartment school is two points one line, and occasionally he will go shopping nearby, sitting in a coffee shop for a while or something.In addition to the difficulty in communication due to the language barrier, he also specially learned the etiquette and necessary speech and manners that should be paid attention to in England.

There are solutions to all difficulties, in other words, life is very smooth.

After nightfall, he would put down his study and open the window to look at the stars. When he was tired from reading, he would go for a walk in the park to relax. If his medical research was not successful, he would call He Zhao.

Listening to He Chao on the other end of the phone telling him jokes, encouraging him, and listening to his cheerful tone, all the tense nerves in his body were relaxed all of a sudden.

He knows his choice is right.

One night, Xie Yu was reading a book as usual, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.He stood up to open the door, his first reaction was that that slob Zhao Zixuan forgot his key again.After he turned the doorknob and saw the person standing outside the door and the roses in his hands, he once thought he had hallucinations.

Why does the person outside the door look so similar to He Chao? Not only do they look alike, they are exactly the same.

Xie Yu shook his head, and closed the door with his usual expression the next second.Really...he thought of He Zhao and had hallucinations.

He Zhao, who was rehearsing the lines that had been rehearsed for a long time, had no time to speak when the door was mercilessly closed.

"boom."

He Zhao: "..." What's going on?He crossed the Atlantic to celebrate his boyfriend's birthday, but was shut out. The script was wrong, right?

When he flexed his fingers to knock on the door again, someone opened the door again, no, it was pulled open hard.Xie Yu held the doorknob, fixed his eyes on the man outside the door, and sized him up from head to toe.

Well-dressed, neatly-haired, out-of-the-ordinary looks, and charming temperament, it's his boyfriend He Chao.

Xie Yu was wearing casual clothes, squeezed slippers, fluffy hair, standing by the door frame with a dazed expression, very much like the "messy in the wind" emoji.

"Little friend." He Zhao smiled softly. He had rehearsed his lines and actions countless times and forgot all about them because of his excitement. He passed the bouquet of roses in his hand forward, his eyes swollen. ,"Happy birthday."

A man like Xie Yu who can forget even eating, of course he won't remember his own birthday.However, his limbs reacted faster than his brain, he took the rose and put it on the shoe cabinet, pulled He Zhao's collar and dragged him into the door, put his arm on his shoulder and kissed him.

A familiar aura instantly surrounded Xie Yu's body. With his eyes closed and his eyelashes trembling slightly, he sucked the man's lips vigorously.

He Zhao's response was even warmer than he had imagined. His waist was tightly bound by a pair of hands, hugging him very hard, and then he was pressed against the wall, pressing the kiss tightly.

He Zhao seemed to have turned into that brat who doesn't care about kissing again and has no skills at all, just blindly asking for more, biting the thin lips with his teeth, savoring repeatedly.

How much he longs for the person in his arms.

How long has it been?How long has he not hugged Xie Yu, kissed him, or touched him?It's been so long that he doesn't remember it.He guessed it should be a long time, otherwise how could he be so eager.

He Zhao has always liked Xie Yu's waist the most, it is thin and soft, a man's skin is smooth and firm, especially around the waist, which makes his heart flutter, and the waist has always been the most sensitive part of Xie Yu.

He stretched out his hand and pinched lightly on the side of his waist, which really caused the person in his arms to tremble. The touch of his hand and the comfort transmitted to the nerves of the brain made He Zhao feel familiar, and gave him a feeling that he had only touched this thing yesterday. The illusion of skin.

It wasn't until he had trouble breathing that He Zhao let go of the person in his arms.The two separated slightly, both flushed and short of breath.

"Xie Yu, happy birthday." He Zhao said.The chandelier above the head illuminated Xie Yu's face more three-dimensionally and beautifully, and the lips that had been kissed hard were glowing, already red and swollen, and looked even more attractive.

He couldn't help lowering his head and wanted to kiss again. Xie Yu leaned against his chest, still staring closely at his eyes, and said for a long time: "Brother Chao, I miss you so much, I really miss you so much." .”

He Zhao reached out to caress his face, his eyes were full of affection, "I miss you too, I'm going crazy." As if thinking of something, He Zhao said, "Aren't your two roommates here?"

"Well, Jiang Sheng went to the library to look up information, and he said he was going to live in the pile of books tonight. Zhao Zixuan went out to play with his friends all night." Xie Yu's eyes fell on He Zhao's shiny lips, and his throat dried up: "Brother , tonight is a long night."

He Zhao smiled meaningfully: "Yes, the night is very long, don't be in a hurry, let's get down to business first. Today is your birthday, and I flew here just to celebrate your birthday with you. I bought a cake full of fruits. I know you don't like it. I love cream." He turned to get it, but found that the cake box was not behind him, "Where is my cake?"

Xie Yu asked strangely: "How do I know? When I opened the door, you held a bouquet of flowers with both hands. Here, I put them on the shoe cabinet."

"Hey!" He Zhao yelled and slapped his forehead, "I want to see you, so I was so excited, I forgot the cake at the flower shop when I was buying roses."

...really mentally handicapped. "Baidu taught you again, right? The other half wants to send roses for their birthday."

He Zhao's eyes widened, his expression seemed to be asking: How do you know?

Sure enough, if you want to be romantic, you have to ask Baidu, and your EQ is still hopelessly low.

It doesn't matter, IQ and appearance are on the line, and the most important thing is - he likes it.

Xie Yu looked at the peeled grapefruit with a few candles inserted in front of him, his eyebrows twitched, and then the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, he was almost unbelievable and never expected.Looking at the solemn He Chao beside him, he pointed to Yuzu and asked, "...is this my birthday cake?"

After getting a very positive answer, he felt his facial muscles twitching. "Yes, my cake is really full of fruits, even the shape is so similar to grapefruit... Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, my boyfriend." He Zhao smiled solemnly.The cake he ordered was forgotten at the flower shop, and today is Xie Yu's birthday, how can I have a birthday without a cake?I happened to see this grapefruit in the refrigerator. Anyway, it is similar in shape to a cake, so let's barely serve it as a birthday cake.

"Make a wish." He lit the candle and turned off the light.

The apartment was plunged into darkness, Xie Yu clasped his hands on his chest and closed his eyes.Outside the window are the lights and stars of Wanjia. The warm candlelight illuminates his facial features and casts a few small shadows, making him look warm and beautiful.

When Xie Yu opened his eyes, He Zhaozheng looked at him with a smile without blinking, the bright black pupils reflected the beating candlelight.

Beautiful like the plot in a novel.

He Zhao kissed the top of his hair, and said softly, "Happy birthday, I hope you will always be happy every day in the future, and at every moment in the future, Brother Chao will love you very much, love you and spoil you, and will always be with you."

He didn't ask what kind of wish Xie Yu made, anyway, no matter what wish he made, he would make it come true.

Xie Yu blew out the candle, and the room returned to darkness. In the darkness, he heard the other party's deep and magnetic voice: "I can see the birthday present tomorrow morning. And, kid, I want to make a home for you in Beijing. I really want to give you a safe haven."

There was no answer, and the sound of breathing was lightened.A few minutes later someone wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips.He hugged and kissed back, groped to the side of the bed and pushed the person onto the bed/on the bed, and pressed himself on top, eagerly lighting/burning the skin of the person under him.

"Children, the night is still long."