Attempted first love

In the darkness, Xia Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

Because of being kissed, there is a piece of water on the small bump, which is particularly obvious when it moves.

He propped up his upper body, first fumbled in the pocket of the sweater, then smiled slyly at Lu Zhouyu, raised the tails of his eyes, and shouted out the door: "Mom, on the coffee table—"

Lou Rui said "hmm", and before leaving, he told him through the door that the vegetables in the market were not fresh, so he had to go to a supermarket farther away, "If you are hungry, eat some fruit first."

"understood."

After the people left, Xia Yan leaned back against the head of the bed, the neckline of the sweater had been rubbed under the collarbone, revealing two straight shadows, "You have really good hearing."

"Well," Lu Zhouyu raised his hand to help him pull up his collar, and couldn't help asking with a smile, "What if the key is in the pocket?"

"Then open the door." Xia Yan opened the inner layer of the curtain, and the sunlight softly filtered in, illuminating his side face. "Give her the key, and introduce you to me by the way."

"How to introduce?"

"One step further than friends," Xia Yan deliberately paused, "good friends."

"Good friend," Lu Zhouyu approached repeatedly, scratching his sliding Adam's apple with his knuckles, "Can a good friend do this?"

The Adam's apple was as slippery as a fish, and he couldn't catch it. Xia Yan smiled and stepped back, saying, "Why not?"

Lu Zhouyu changed his posture, faced him, put one hand on the mattress, pinched Xia Yan's lower lip precisely like a hunter, and crushed his fingertips, "Can you do this?" He continued to ask: "Which one are you with? Good friend like this?"

This time he didn't hide anymore, Xia Yan was pinched from ear to ear, he mumbled "No", and then said "I can't remember".

While opening and closing his lips, Lu Zhouyu's fingertips were eaten into a small section by him, and then he bit them with his teeth and rubbed them, half of his fingers became dripping with water.It can be seen that Xia Yan is in a good mood, and he didn't turn into a panic because of Lou Rui's knock on the door halfway.

"Is it not, or I can't remember it." Lu Zhouyu looked up at him.

"do not know."

"Really?" Lu Zhouyu was noncommittal. The index finger and middle finger were together, scraping back and forth along the lip seam, and after it was completely wet, they were separated to the two sides, and the lips were pulled into a flat shape by him.Not to be outdone, Xia Yan opened his teeth loosely, hooked his fingertips with his tongue, and whimpered while laughing: "Severe torture is prohibited."

"Is this torture?" Lu Zhouyu also laughed, pulling out his fingers, pulling out strands of water stains, hanging on his hands and on the side of Xia Yan's face.He took advantage of the opportunity to wipe it with his fingertips, kneading the strands into a slippery piece.

The skin that was rubbed turned red quickly, and it looked shocking in comparison with the surrounding white skin. Lu Zhouyu stopped, took out a piece of paper from the tissue box next to the bed, first wiped off the wet marks on Xia Yan's face, and then My own fingers, the paper towels become crumpled after absorbing water.

Xia Yan put one leg up and bumped Lu Zhouyu's arm with his knee, provocatively, "Is this over, Teacher Lu?"

The wet paper towels were crumpled up and thrown into the trash can. Lu Zhouyu held down his wobbling knees and separated them to the two sides. He leaned over to embed them, and looked at him from top to bottom.

Xia Yan's smug expression is very vivid, maybe it's because he is in a safe environment, or maybe it's because the current state makes him more relaxed. Lu Zhouyu felt that his appearance was much more precious now.

If keeping a part of it can make him feel more secure, it doesn't matter if he is a good friend.

"It's not over." Lu Zhouyu said, but still pressing on his body.

"Huh?" Xia Yan couldn't react.

"It's very red here." Lu Zhouyu outlined the area of ​​his lips and cheeks, fearing that there would be more marks, so he didn't dare to use force, but just lingered gently with his fingertips, "Your mother will see it later and think I'm bullying you."

"Is it very red? It will disappear after a while." Xia Yan didn't care too much, raised the back of his hand to stick it on his face, and said, "My parents taught me when I was a child, if I was bullied, I must bully it back."

"Okay." Lu Zhouyu lowered his body and brought his face close to him, face to face very close, "Come on."

Xia Yan didn't move at first, and looked up and down at his facial features with great interest, his eyes were bright, Lu Zhouyu lowered his head slightly, looked at him at the same level, and said again: "Come on."

As soon as the words finished, Xia Yan lifted his upper body abruptly, and kissed him resoundingly on the lips, then hooked his neck and lowered down, folded his body together, and kissed him delicately.

After bullying hard for nearly 10 minutes, he let go of his hand. Lu Zhouyu felt his lower lip numb from being sucked. Xia Yan himself was not much better, and his whole face was rosy.

"Is it enough?" Lu Zhouyu asked him.

"Reluctantly." Xia Yan nodded solemnly.

After calming down and breathing for a while, Lu Zhouyu sat down by the bed, glanced in the direction of the door, and prepared to go back to the guest room first.Before he could speak, Xia Yan also sat up from the bed, crossed his legs, and suddenly asked, "Will the Dunhuang project take three years? Are you in charge of the whole process?"

"Well, three years or more."

"Oh," Xia Yan nodded, as if he asked casually: "Then you won't leave during this time?"

When he asked a question, his eyes dodged a little, his head turned to the side, staring at a certain point in the void, and the very red half of his face was hidden in the shadow.Lu Zhouyu's heart sank, he straightened his face, and said intently: "I won't leave from now on."

He said slowly and earnestly, "The house in the family courtyard is being refurbished, but it's relatively small. I saw a bigger one at the seaside, or continue to stay at your house. Anywhere will do. Let's go back and live together?"

Xia Yan pursed his lips, and was silent for a while, his nose fluttered, as if he was at a loss.

"Good friends can also live together." After thinking about it, Lu Zhouyu said jokingly.

"Do you live in bunk beds?" Xia Yan smiled unconsciously.

"Yes." Lu Zhouyu said.

It’s best to plant a tree in the yard. They can still turn out the window like ten years ago in the summer, sit side by side on the tree trunk, dangling their calves, holding a glass bottle of soda in their hands, and the water droplets flow down the bottle. His body dripped all over his hands.Watching movies, looking at the stars, or just blowing the evening breeze without talking, everything is already very beautiful.

That was the summer he had treasured in his heart for a long time.

After a while of silence, Xia Yan leaned against the pillow and fell asleep.

In order to drive the car, Lu Zhouyu almost didn't sleep all night, and now he is so sleepy that he feels dizzy, but he can't rest on Xia Yan's bed in a grandiose manner.After sitting by the bed for a while, he got up and picked up the quilt from the carpet, dusted it, folded it and put it at the end of the bed.

Walking to the door, he turned back and picked up the photo frame on the table again.Xia Yan doesn't seem to have changed much in these years, except that his hair has grown a little, he has dyed it, and he has lost some weight. Maybe it's because of his work, and his demeanor has become more peaceful. demeanor.

Lu Zhouyu remembered that after the two reunited, his appearance when he was business-like and discussing work, was completely different from the blushing appearance just now when he was yelling.

He took out his mobile phone, took a picture of the photo, put the photo frame back in place, pushed the door lightly and went out.

The vines and hanging chairs in the yard are not unfamiliar. The white rattan hanging chairs sway slightly in the wind. Amidst the birdsong, there is the sound of wheels rolling over the gravel road outside the yard.

Passing through the garden, Lu Zhouyu opened the fence gate, and Lou Rui's electric car just stopped in front of the door, seeing him startled for a moment, and getting off the car.There were two supermarket bags hanging on both sides of the handlebar, which were bulging. Lu Zhouyu carried one in each hand and said, "Let me do it."

When it came to the kitchen, Lou Rui took out the vegetables like quick-frozen meat. Lu Zhouyu wanted to help, but she said no, and asked, "Where's Xia Yan?"

"Maybe resting." Lu Zhouyu said.

"This child," Lou Rui folded the empty plastic bag into a small cube and threw it into the storage basket behind the door. "Go and rest too. What do you want to eat? Auntie will make it for you."

Lu Zhouyu insisted on staying to help, and she stopped obstructing her, and assigned Lu Zhouyu some basic processing tasks.Talking about work during the period, as Xia Yan said, his mother is indeed a very knowledgeable woman. Although her research fields are different, she still has her own views on humanities and art, and she speaks softly and full of strength.

When the pork ribs were put into the pot, oily flowers and water collided together, making a rattling noise. Lu Zhouyu skillfully added seasonings to the pot and closed the pot lid. Lou Rui praised his cooking skills, "Better than me Much, no wonder the baby said you can cook."

Lu Zhouyu smiled and didn't answer the conversation. He tidied up the kitchen waste on the countertop and threw it into the trash can.

Braised pork ribs, the last dish, before Xia Yan woke up, Lou Rui was quietly washing a basket of millennium fruits by the sink, rubbing each one carefully.Being in the same room with her will not be depressing, and the tension at the beginning also turns into water-like comfort.

"I heard from Xia Yan that you have known each other for many years?" Lou Rui asked after washing the last fruit.

"Yes." Hearing her question, Lu Zhouyu had a faint premonition, and his mood was like bubbles floating on the surface of soup, swelling and bursting."Ten years," he said.

"It's been a long time," Lou Rui found a beautiful blue-glazed porcelain plate and put the fruit on it. Instead of asking Lu Zhouyu any other questions, he talked about Xia Yan's childhood, "One time because of poor grades, His father locked him in the laboratory to punish and wash the test tubes, but there was an accident in the next-door laboratory that day, the circuit was interrupted, and he was found out after hiding in the cabinet all night."

She paused, then continued: "From then on, I knew that we are not qualified parents, and we are not qualified to ask him what kind of person he will grow up to be. It is good to be healthy and happy."

A mother's instincts can never be underestimated, and it was clear that Lourie had seen their connection.

The pork rib soup was still boiling, Lu Zhouyu turned down the heat, put his hands on the table, and stood there for a while.He originally wanted to say a lot, firm, unshakable, desperate, such as sorry, but I will not let go no matter what.But at this moment, in such a gentle and tolerant context, he said: "Auntie, I will do my best."

It is a more solemn promise than a manifesto.

Lou Rui put his hand on his shoulder, squeezed it as if to encourage and comfort him, and didn't say much, "Go ask him to eat."

Pushing the door open, Xia Yan was still sleeping in a bold and unrestrained sleeping position, and he kicked the folded quilt under the bed again.Lu Zhouyu closed the door and walked over, bent down and touched his eyelids, his eyelashes fluttered twice, Xia Yan opened his eyes, stared blankly for a while, and sat up from the bed.

"I'm asleep?"

"Ah."

"Did you sleep for a long time?"

"One hour."

Rubbing his eyes, Xia Yan came to his senses, "Is my mother back yet? Let's help her cook."

"It's ready," Lu Zhouyu shook his hand, "get up and go eat."

"did you do it?"

"I made it with my aunt."

"Oh——" Xia Yan showed a lively smile, and said firmly: "My mother must like you very much."

Behind him, the leaves of the vines outside the window are softened by the white gauze curtain into a large expanse of green.Xia Yan pulled Lu Zhouyu's hand, used his strength to get up from the bed, put on his slippers, and stomped towards the door.

Outside the door panel on the first floor, the clinking of bowls and chopsticks could be heard, and Lou Rui urged them to move faster, it was the voice of home.Without hesitation, Xia Yan opened the door, took Lu Zhouyu into his home, and gave him a home.