kiss Me

On the way back to the homestay, they met the couple again. The two walked quickly along the mountain road one after the other, with a few meters between them, like a cold war and a chase.

"Looks like they didn't catch up, we had a quarrel," Lin Wu said softly, watching the two of them going away, "No wonder they said that it's easy for couples to quarrel when traveling together..."

Qin Shu didn't hear the second half of his sentence, and lowered his head slightly: "What are you talking about?"

The warm breath brushed past his ears, which was completely different from the mountain wind, and it made him itchy—Lin Wu couldn't help but raise his head to kiss him, pecked him twice, and then obediently repeated: "I used to listen Friends say that couples who travel together for the first time are the easiest to quarrel with.”

Qin Shu was quite eager to explore all the knowledge that came out of his mouth: "Why?"

"Hmm... Maybe because we spend more time together, many shortcomings that we usually don't see will be exposed." Lin Wu squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. I don't know if he is looking at Fenglin or the distant couple. "There is a word called 'Broken filter' - besides, everyone has different preferences, and it is easy to have conflicts when arranging the itinerary, and coupled with the exhaustion of travel, it is easier to get irritable when you feel tired."

At this point, his voice paused, and his serious explanation was mixed with a hint of jokes. He turned his head and looked at Qin Shu: "But the irritability of ordinary people like us...Brother, don't you feel it too?"

In his impression, he seldom sees emotions like impatience or irritability in Qin Shu, let alone angering others because of his own fatigue—it's better to say that he seldom even gets tired, like a robot that has been numb all year round.

However, Qin Shu was silent for a moment, but shook his head, and said softly, "No, sometimes I feel annoying."

In the past, he would never have mentioned this to Lin Wu. However, as the escape route was blocked by himself bit by bit, he also began to try to take off the mask, gradually revealing some real things under the falsehood.

The surprise in Lin Wu's eyes flashed away, and was quickly replaced by a smile: "Huh? Let's talk about it, I want to hear..."

It's very vulgar human nature, in fact, there is nothing to say, but once the word "annoyance" is associated with Qin Shu, he finds it very interesting-he watched the young man lower his eyelashes, and the emotions in his eyes were covered by the eyelashes , Like a black feather fan blocking the line of sight, the surrounding scenery becomes blurred, making people unable to resist exploring more.

Then an untimely thought came up, about his brother looking good when he frowned and thinking like this, a bit like an exquisite jade statue being animated, borrowing a bit of fragile vitality from layers of dyed red maple, so pleasing .

"I don't remember clearly, but it should be more than once or twice." Qin Shu smiled self-deprecatingly, and said warmly, "I'm not a saint, so there's no reason why I won't be upset—the most recent time was a sophomore, One of the officers always likes to make his own decisions, leaving a lot of messes for me to clean up. When things get out of control, I get a little annoyed."

But this kind of irritability exposes weakness and affects others, he will never show it, all he can do is calmly clean up [-]% of the mess for others as usual, and find an appropriate opportunity for the other [-]% to let the other party eat their own fruit. After a long lesson, I know that I can't do it again.

Lin Wu looked at his slightly helpless eyes, remembering that he seemed to have seen similar expressions more than once, so he cleared his throat, and tried with a little guilt: "Brother, then I have done so many outrageous things, didn't I I often annoy you..."

The answer is self-evident, but Qin Shu saw that he was rarely "smart" and his heart softened by the child's cover-up and secret probing appearance, so he couldn't help teasing him, and modified the negative answer a little to make it sound like It's like a white lie: "How come, what you do is right."

Such an answer obviously shook Lin Wu's heart more than admitting it directly, and he couldn't figure out how false or true it was - in the past, he thought his brother Xinru Zhishui was like a robot, so he naturally believed it, but now the robot admits himself I will also be irritable because of certain specific people and things, which makes the originally logical one-way logic an extra possibility, and I can no longer take it for granted.

But the intuition in his heart told him that Qin Shu's words were most likely to tease him on purpose. Even if his brother might be upset by someone or something, that person would definitely not be him.

Thinking to no avail, and he couldn't ask "but your tone is different from usual" or something like looking for trouble, so he could only hug him like a fool, and buried his face in Qin Shu's shoulder, relying on his brother to eat this A set of ambiguous signs of weakness: "Brother, stop teasing me..."

Only after holding him up did he realize how thin the boy's skeleton is, and the shoulder blades can be felt clearly.Qin Shu's hand naturally slid down to his waist, and pressed the small dent in his lower back repeatedly, which made him tremble unconsciously, and his whole body wanted to hang on his brother.

"I don't think you're bothering me. It's been so many years, when have I ever hated you?" Qin Shu knew very well that he would stop when he saw it, and when he noticed that his breathing was getting wet, he pinched the back of his neck and rubbed his head in a comforting manner. , "You are different from others."

It is true that he does not understand emotions, and so is his patience and tenderness towards children. Lin Wu is like his intersection with complicated emotions, and is his bridge to normal society.

Qiao was finally satisfied with the answer, and calmly breathed a sigh of relief, obediently being led away by him, and finally remembered the original topic: "Speaking of travel—brother, will we quarrel?"

After asking this question, I felt that this question was absurd, and I knew it would not be possible. They had been together for too long, and the social desirability effect under the so-called law of courtship did not work, and there was no filter to hold on to—not to mention Both of them are not very interested in the journey itself, and they come with the mentality that what the other party says is what they want, and it is still a question whether they can have something to argue about.

But Qin Shu was too strict on the matter of "painting cakes". Even if the answer was as clear as a sub-question, he would not make him happy by denying the situation. I know, but I will try my best to minimize the possibility of quarreling."

Lin Wu raised his eyebrows and said in disbelief, "Shouldn't the possibility be zero?"

"It's hard to say." This time, he was blatantly bluffing people with paradoxes. "If some people have a whim and want to experience what it's like to quarrel because of travel, I can't help but accompany them."

Lin Wu was at a loss for words for a moment, and after thinking about it, he might not be unable to do such a thing, so he had no choice but to reveal the topic without embarrassment, using the faintly outline of the pale moon as a cover: "Today is a full moon..."

Qin Shu didn't embarrass him, and continued to follow his will: "Well, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival."

In a sense, the real vacation is out of reach for contemporary college students, especially Qin Shu, who has enough professional course tasks and has many extracurricular jobs to be busy-so after using up the features provided by the homestay After the meal, Lin Wu was not surprised to see him take out the tablet.

"It was a short notice yesterday that we are going to make a plan for school celebration activities, and we need the first draft tonight." It was Qin Shu who felt that it was a spoiler, and took the initiative to explain, "I am better at this kind of work, and Meng Qi's two If there is something in the sky, don't torment him."

Lin Wuwo was studying the projector in the hotel on the sofa. He tilted his head when he heard the words, and asked him with great interest: "Senior Meng? Isn't he a workaholic? Or..."

Qin Shu never cared too much about other people's gossip, and only after hearing him mention it did he realize that he hadn't told him about some things, and he skipped keeping Meng Qi's secrets in a very serious manner, and browsed through the documents and said: "Well, let's go back to City N with Wen Wan. He said he didn't know where to go, so he might as well be the host for a while."

"Huh? Didn't it last time—" Lin Wu exaggeratedly gasped, and sighed in disbelief, "This progress is too fast..."

"Wen Wan accidentally drank alcohol at the dinner party and was allergic to alcohol. Meng Qi stayed with her in the hospital for one night, and then... I'm not sure if that counts as dating. The official term is 'pen pal'."

"pen pal?"

"Well, he's been busy writing letters every night for the past two days. It seems that he intends to write a collection of letters-but in a general sense, I think it will be love letters."

Lin Wu listened to him with his head tilted, and felt that it was very interesting for his brother to talk about this kind of topic so objectively and rigorously. He obviously looked calm, bowed his head and typed unhurriedly, but he was still able to distract himself and gossip with him, like sneaking out unworldly gods.

Then he heard the gods asking for his opinion—"What about you, do you need a love letter?"

The two words pointed to by the question happen to have the same name as the questioner, and there is a subtle homonym relationship. Even though Qin Shu's pronunciation is standard enough to clearly distinguish the front and back nasal sounds, Lin Wu still couldn't help but sneer when he heard this question. Laughing out loud, he replied decisively on purpose: "Yes, I need 'Qin Shu' so much."

Qin Shu's typing hand paused for a moment, as if he realized that what he said just now was ambiguous, and after a moment of silence, he still put his hand on his forehead, and curled his mouth in distress: "You know that's not what I meant..."

"Huh? What does that mean?" The little fox just teased him stupidly, got up and walked behind him, bent over and hugged him across the back of the sofa, and rubbed his face against the side of his neck, making the second half of the sentence become Much more ambiguous, "But I just can't live without you, brother."

Qin Shu raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and explained earnestly: "Two different things - I mean, since other people will write love letters to express their feelings in the process of dating, maybe you also need..."

"First of all," Lin Wu seemed to be stunned for a moment, and it was rare to interrupt him. He waved a finger in front of his eyes, and said softly, "Dating is not a strategy game. There is no need or need. Besides, if you write a love letter You have to ask the other party if you want to do something like this, it's too boring... Secondly, brother, I actually wanted to say it a long time ago—"

Qin Shu was slightly startled: "What did you say?"

Lin Wu went around and sat down beside him, and then turned her raised finger to his lips, as if pointing to a clear interrupting action: "I want to say——love has no fixed procedure, what to think, what to do, How to do it all depends on yourself and the person you like, um, that is me, so instead of spending so much time researching external information and using methods suitable for 'most people' to trick me, it is better to study more about me myself."

"After all, what kind of hugging position do you like, or how do you like to kiss...you can't learn it just by reading books."

Qin Shu lowered his eyelashes, looked at the hand he was about to withdraw, thought for a second, then raised his hand to hold it, and lowered his head to press a kiss on the knuckle of his index finger.

"I see," the young man's dark eyes reflected his figure, his gaze was so focused that it was almost devout, "Looking up the reference materials is only the first step, please allow me to learn slowly, okay?"

Lin Wu was startled, and moved his stiff knuckles subconsciously, as if he had received another unplanned kiss—then he rarely felt a little bit helpless, like a cunning and naughty fox who fell into the trap of innocence. A little bit of uncommon dissatisfaction suddenly died down, and turned into something more unfamiliar and made his ears burn.

In the end, he was still defeated, and fell headlong into Qin Shu's arms, covering up his gaffe with skilled abstract love words: "Well, well, the future will be long..."—even though he still has doubts about the words "slowly learn" .

Qin Shu reached out and rubbed his ear, and asked him softly in a coaxing tone, "Did you get angry just now?"

"No..." At most, I feel a little awkward, as if I gave him the flowers that other people like - but in the end, Qin Shu did nothing wrong, after all, his brother was thinking about him from the beginning to the end, and he did it for him To study those theoretical materials, to care about how other people fall in love...

His possessiveness is too weird, and he behaves like vexatious trouble, and he can't even explain it clearly.

But Qin Shu still felt it—not only did he understand, but he also bowed his head to kiss him, reassuring him gently and clearly: "In the future, I will pay more attention to your preferences, not by learning from others, but by understanding yourself, and I will also take care of you." The time spent on learning theoretical knowledge is transferred to you as much as possible, researching what you need and what you like...not just hugging and kissing, Xiaowu, the goal I want to achieve is not intimacy, but the intimacy A lifelong companion who disappoints you."

"It's like writing a thesis... It's not that you can't check the information, but you have checked enough, it's been three or four years now-you can't just rely on quantitative changes to cause qualitative changes, how can you do this kind of thing without me?" Can you open it up?" Lin Wu lay on his lap, leaned up on his knees, and kissed him, his voice was clearly teasing, but his eyes were unknowingly clouded, "Brother, are you really ..."

It's just too stupid.

The game between them is probably like the most down-to-earth good student in the class and the partial science master who relies on talent to win. No one can tell who is better-but fortunately, Qin Shu is not the type of person who is obsessed with studying. She cherishes him too much and is too serious, so she is so cautious that she is in a cocoon.

The old cocoon cannot be peeled off once, but fortunately, the future will last, and the cocoon maker will eventually become the one who breaks the game.