city ​​garden without flowers

On Friday afternoon, Lu Chuanhuan came to pick up Xia Yang from get off work, and his luggage had already been packed in advance.

They agreed that Lu Chuanhuan would drive on the way there, and Xia Yang would switch to Xia Yang on the way back.

Winter nights come early, halfway through the opening, and the sky is completely dark.

"Are you hungry? There is bread in the back seat." Lu Chuanhuan asked Xia Yang.

Xia Yang shook his head: "I deliberately reserved my stomach to eat stilted beef!"

Lu Chuanhuan was amused by him: "If you are bored, you can sleep first."

Xia Yang was watching ins. Last time he uploaded a silhouette of Lu Chuanhuan, many netizens booed. Xia Yang read it to Lu Chuanhuan.

So they chatted again, Xia Yang said that one year he drove to Philadelphia by himself, and it was night when he returned, he drove the wrong way, and finally arrived at a deserted place.

Next to the road is the river, which glows silver at night, like a huge fish turning over.

"That scene is beautiful." Xia Yang said, "It would be great if you were here."

"Do you want me to see it too?" Lu Chuanhuan lowered his eyes and his voice became gentle.

"Yeah, because it's really beautiful." Xia Yang held his face and smiled cutely, "And if you're here, you can do something that only two of you can do."

These words were too ambiguous, Lu Chuanhuan coughed, and said solemnly: "The car|vibration is not safe."

Xia Yang burst out laughing, he turned his head to look out the window, and laughed alone for a long time.

He found that as long as he stayed by Lu Chuanhuan's side, he seemed to be particularly happy.

When Xia Yangchu was in high school, because of the age gap, he had been chasing others. He didn't have many friends in college, and he was confused about his own sexuality when studying abroad.

Loneliness turns a person into a hard-to-fill container.

He recalled the last time he and his friends went to the Whitney Museum of Art. That time, a painting by a Chinese artist living in America was exhibited, and Xia Yang looked at it for a long time.

A friend said to him: "Go back to the place you can't let go of as soon as possible."

Xia Yang thought that he must be grateful for the special ticket to go back to China, and only then did he have many stories after that.

After arriving in Leshan, I ate the stilted beef directly, and then went to the booked homestay.

The environment of the homestay is very good, with many evergreen trees planted, there is no feeling of bleakness in winter.

After Lu Chuanhuan took a shower, he lay on the bed and played video with Tongtong. Xia Yang passed by with wet hair, and also greeted Tongtong in the camera.

"Brother Xia Yang!" Tongtong brought her face closer to the camera and exaggeratedly said, "You are so white!"

The V-neck of the bathrobe at the homestay is a bit deep, and the skin on Xia Yang's chest is exposed.

Lu Chuanhuan took a look, grabbed the clothes on the bed and threw them to Xia Yang: "Mr. Xia, please be careful in front of ladies."

Tongtong laughed happily: "Dad, do you sleep with brother?"

Lu Chuanhuan generously showed the room around: "Yes, look, isn't the room beautiful?"

"Take me to play with you next time." Tongtong said.

"Tongtong, it's time to sleep." Ning Qian's voice came over, and she also greeted Lu Chuanhuan by the way.

"Good evening, Yang Yang too." Ning Qian said softly, and finally told them, "It's rare for the two of you to go out and have a good trip."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yang leaned over and kissed Lu Chuanhuan on the chin: "Your aunt is really nice."

Lu Chuanhuan stretched out his hand to hold the back of Xia Yang's head, pulled him closer and continued to kiss: "Come home with me for dinner next time."

Xia Yang was originally standing by the bed, but this time he simply knelt on the bed with one knee, and then leaned close to Lu Chuanhuan's body.

Finally, she straddled Lu Chuanhuan and held his face.

They kissed for a while, Xia Yang lowered his head to untie his bathrobe, Lu Chuanhuan rubbed his face: "Have you brought anything?"

"I must have brought it." Xia Yang squinted his eyes comfortably, "I have already hidden it under the pillow in advance."

"Little fox." Lu Chuanhuan touched his face, reached out and took out the things.

Lu Chuanhuan didn't move in a hurry, but instead touched Xia Yang's stomach: "Can you pretend to eat so much?"

Xia Yang's ears were a little red, and he bit Lu Chuanhuan's collarbone, and licked it again after biting.

"Come by yourself today?" Lu Chuanhuan was still kissing him slowly, and the place where he kissed was hot.

Xia Yang propped himself up a little, and nodded inconspicuously.

The windows were not closed, and the night wind blew up the curtains, swaying and tireless.

The moon took another big step to the west.

Xia Yang leaned against the head of the bed with his face up. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes were trembling, and he obviously hadn't recovered yet.

Lu Chuanhuan kissed his forehead, grabbed his left hand, and clasped his fingers tightly: "I thought you would take it off."

Xia Yang was lazy all over: "It's very pleasing to the eye, so I'm too lazy to take it."

Lu Chuanhuan held his hand and kissed the ring with a cherished expression.

"I've thought about it. When Tongtong gets older, I'll tell her slowly." Lu Chuanhuan said.

"Even if we might still be separated in the end?" Xia Yang asked, hooking his neck.

"Why do you say such things again?" Lu Chuanhuan frowned unhappily, "You're still wearing my engagement ring."

"I was wrong." Xia Yang acted obediently, raising his face to beg for a kiss.

After kissing for a while, the two of them stuck together tightly again.

Xia Yang whispered in Lu Chuanhuan's ear, "Brother Lu, you are so kind."

They ate in Leshan for two days, and they were almost kicked out of the group chat by Dongzi because they posted too much delicious food.

"Xia Yang: Treat you to dinner next week!"

"Dongzi: Is the sun coming out from the west?!"

"Luo Luo: I want to eat mouse fish!"

"Dongzi: 111111"

"Brother Rui: 1"

"Xia Yang: I have something to tell you (hehe)"

"Dongzi: No way, no way, you won't want to get out of the order before me, will you?"

"Rolo: (ears)"

"Brother Rui: (ears)"

"Brother Lu: (ears)"

Xia Yang turned off the phone, sat in the driver's seat and stretched.

Lu Chuanhuan went to the service area to buy a pack of cigarettes, and slowly opened the car door.

"I'm so reluctant to go home so soon." Xia Yang hugged the steering wheel coquettishly.

Lu Chuanhuan reached out and scratched his chin: "Come out to play next time."

"You always seem to be coaxing a child." Xia Yang shrank his neck and said with a smile.

"I'm already many years older than you." Lu Chuanhuan looked at him helplessly.

Xia Yang smiled sullenly: "I didn't say I didn't like it."

At this time, Lu Chuanhuan's cell phone rang, Xia Yang turned to look at him, and stretched out a finger to poke Lu Chuanhuan's face.

"It's Lin Yi." Lu Chuanhuan said, and then he turned on the speakerphone.

"what happened?"

"Are you free today? I have something to tell you." Lin Yi said.

Lu Chuanhuan frowned, and pinched Xia Yang's fingers casually: "What's the matter?"

"It's not clear on the phone, let's talk face to face." Lin Yi answered him.

"Just the two of us?" Lu Chuanhuan and Xia Yang looked at each other.

"Wen Hao is here too, Tong Tong should sleep at your father's place today." Lin Yi arranged it calmly.

"I see, just send me the time and place, just find a tea room." Lu Chuanhuan said simply.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yang's fingers were still held by Lu Chuanhuan, so he curled his fingers: "What are you talking about?"

"Maybe it's about marriage. Luo Luo told me before that Yao Wenhao is in good condition, but he's a little older." Lu Chuanhuan took out a cigarette and knocked it quickly on the car window.

"Then I must be looking for you because of Tongtong." Xia Yang changed gears, "Anyway, let's go home first."

Lu Chuanhuan didn't smoke at the end. Looking at the scenery rapidly receding on the highway, he felt a bad feeling slowly rising.