Spontaneous Combustion

Shen Tingmo sent the errand boy back, holding the medicine in his hand, raised his arms with heavy eyes, and looked at Ruan Wei, who was as quiet as a chicken.

Shen Tingmo belongs to the type who looks thin when he is dressed, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes. His arms are slightly protruding with blue veins, and the plump and neat muscles are attached to the strong bones. It seems that he can subdue an adult male effortlessly.

Especially Ruan Wei, a weak young master who doesn't work hard and can only envy other people's fitness.

Ruan Wei sat obediently on the bed in the guest bedroom, folded the towel on her lap inward, and said uncomfortably, "Speak up if you have something to say, what's so fierce..."

Shen Tingmo restrained his momentum, looked at him expressionlessly, and shook the plastic bag in his hand, "Let's take the medicine first."

A few years ago, Ruan Wei would have been absolutely embarrassed to show her body in front of Shen Tingmo.

Kindergarten children all know that they will be shy in front of people they like.

Now Ruan Wei said: Shy?Those who don't exist are all men, so what are you afraid of.

Ruan Wei, who thought she had nothing to worry about, pulled down the bath towel a little, revealing her white belly, and said calmly, "There are also here."

As Ruan Wei said, he had more than just a back injury.

Loads of dozens or even hundreds of catties are nothing to a strong adult man, but bumping into Ruan Wei's well-bred flesh is another effect.

The three-month coolie was not in vain. Ruan Wei had large and small bruises on her shoulders, neck, waist and abdomen, some of which had faded to a light blue color and were close to healing, while the newly added wounds were purple in color and distributed on her milky white skin. On, it looks extraordinarily glaring.

Without saying a word, Shen Tingmo put the plastic bag beside the bed, bent down and hugged Ruan Wei's back, turned him around, and lay face down on the bed.

"Take it easy, I'm afraid of pain," Ruan Wei commanded in a trembling voice as her sight was blocked.

Shen Tingmo seemed to be angry, but still didn't answer. He poured the medicated oil into his palm and rubbed it repeatedly to warm it up, covering the bruises on the back of his waist.

The body under the palm was moist and fragrant after bathing, Shen Tingmo exerted a little force on his fingertips, and pushed the medicated oil outward at the center of the darkest bruise.

"Hiss—" Ruan Wei tilted her neck back, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Relax, just rub it open."

Shen Tingmo was finally willing to speak. Although Ruan Wei was afraid of pain, he couldn't help but relax his body.

The person behind him was breathing heavily due to exertion, and his big warm hand was opened, and it was stuck on the erector spinae on Ruan Wei's waist, and he rubbed it down with four fingers together.

"Ah..." Ruan Wei couldn't help crying out again, her voice was trembling, and no matter how she heard it, she sounded a little delicate.

When the palm completely pushed his tense muscles, Ruan Wei felt an indescribable relief after the pain, as if all the tendons in his back had been opened up.

Not only the wound, but Shen Tingmo rubbed both sides of the waist several times, Ruan Wei simply blocked his mouth and nose with his arms, at least he didn't make any strange noises.

It's just a medicine, why is it like a wild cat howling in spring.

Ruan Wei complained silently to herself. : Produced

Ruan Wei endured so much, but he didn't realize that Shen Tingmo, who was supposed to focus on giving him medicine, was aroused by his cry and deliberately increased his strength.

Under the action of medicated oil and external force, Ruan Wei's body temperature rose, the milky white skin on the back rose and diffused pink, and even the back of the neck and ear pinna that were not touched were also flushed red, which seemed indescribable.

The body in front of him is full of vigor and freshness unique to young people, but it has been well-raised and shows no trace of exercise.

The naturally generated muscles are too thin to be suitable, and they only have a soft touch when pressed, but the skin is elastic, as if it can absorb fingers.

The darkness in Shen Tingmo's eyes deepened, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he restrained his gaze away from the bright red earlobe.

"This is Tong Jing's house." The person behind him spoke suddenly.

Ruan Wei replied lazily: "Huh?"

"Strangers may come to your door at any time."

Shen Tingmo's palm moved down, close to the top of the buttocks, a gap was inadvertently opened in the bath towel, and the skin underneath was aroused by the cold air with goose bumps.

Ruan Wei knew that he was talking about running around with no clothes on and being seen by the errand brother, so he sniffed and said indifferently:

"How can it be? His friends all know that he lives at his girlfriend's house, so he won't find him casually. I'm usually the only one here."

"It's better to pay attention."

Shen Tingmo's eyes fell on the lower part of the bruise on his waist. Under the bath towel, two round waists were exposed, half-hidden, unable to see the whole picture, fleshy and shallow, but full of charming scenery.

The strength behind him suddenly lost its weight, making Ruan Wei grunt.

"Hey," Ruan Wei thought that Shen Tingmo was still angry, and explained, "I'm a young man, I don't care about these things."

"I lived in a dormitory when I was in college. In summer, I went to the public bathhouse to take a shower. My roommate even saw me naked. What a big deal."

Ruan Wei is obviously crooked, but sometimes his thinking is so straight that he doesn't even realize it.

Shen Tingmo didn't speak any more, he rubbed his palms slowly, as if comforting, and suddenly, as if taking revenge, he dug his thumbs into those two waist pockets and pressed them in hard.

"Grass!" Ruan Wei exclaimed.

On weekdays, Ruan Wei didn't feel any sensitivity in her waist, and she didn't even feel unbearable when she was tickled. Just now, she didn't know which acupuncture point was rubbed by Shen Tingmo, and her whole body went numb, and she even shuddered, and the embarrassing part reacted.

what the hell!

"What are you doing!" Ruan Wei felt absurd and embarrassing, turned her head and yelled fiercely at Shen Tingmo: "This time it really hurt me!"

"Sorry," Shen Tingmo quickly retracted the darkness in his eyes, and said lightly, "The back is fine, turn around."

Ruan Wei is about to suffer from embarrassment. If he turns around in his current state, he might as well cancel his human status and move away from the earth overnight.

He moved his crotch stiffly, making sure to hide his abnormality, and forcibly calmed down:

"I can make the part in front of me by myself, just leave the medicine here, you can go out first."

Ruan Wei buried her face in the bed and calmed down, thinking of Shen Tingmo kindly sending her home, paying money and effort, working all night, she lost her temper at him, she felt embarrassed.

"Today...thank you," a muffled voice came through the quilt.

When Ruan Wei calmed down, Shen Tingmo had already left.

Where Ruan Wei couldn't see, another person had the same embarrassment as him.

Shen Tingmo was sitting in the car, his tie had been loosened, half a cigarette was held in his right hand, and the curling smoke floated out from the crack of the car window, taking away the hot and sticky air in the car at the same time.

He frowned and took a shallow breath, and exhaled white smoke without passing his lungs. His eyes fell under the steering wheel through the faint smoke.

Booming, exuberant, scorching hot.

There was his constant desire.

That night Ruan Wei had a dream, in which he went back to the end of summer six years ago——

It was the second week after being "bullied" by Shen Tingmo. Ruan Wei, who refused to admit defeat, filled out the application form and went to the art club again.

Unlike Ruan Wei's expected trials and tribulations, he did not encounter any obstacles, and he successfully became a support member of the literary club.

"Logistics..." Ruan Wei's stiff lips trembled, okay, anyway, he doesn't really want to be in a band.

At that time, Ruan Wei still didn't understand why he tried every means to get close to Shen Tingmo, and even thought very straightly that he just wanted to make friends with Shen Tingmo.

Shen Tingmo's indifferent attitude aroused Ruan Wei's fighting spirit even more, it was the strong desire to conquer in boys of this age.

In fact, Ruan Wei is more like a rambunctious kitten whose tail is stepped on by someone, and must follow behind him and meow as much as he can.

The man ignored the kitten, so it took the initiative to rub against his thigh, trying to get close to him.

Even follow him, gain insight into his activity trajectory, and wait regularly.

What evil can a kitten have?

It just wants to touch porcelain.

Logistics is just a prettified term. To put it bluntly, Ruan Wei's job in the art club is to do odd jobs.

Overall planning, venue, housekeeping, cleaning, and internal and external liaison are all logistical tasks.

Thanks to this wide range of responsibilities, Ruan Wei had many opportunities to deal with Shen Tingmo.

Help the band maintain instruments, clean the rehearsal room, contact commercial performances, serve tea and water——

Ruan Wei is in charge of all affairs related to Cured, quite like his father's ability to dominate the market.

When the semester was about halfway through, Ruan Wei had already mixed with the manager Cai Mu, lead singer Xiao Wen, and bassist Ye Chen to talk about everything, but she still couldn't get rid of Shen Tingmo and Pei Yunming.

Every time Ruan Wei approached eagerly, Shen Tingmo just nodded politely, as if he was a passerby who met by chance.

Ruan Wei was frustrated by this. He could make friends with everyone, but he couldn't find a suitable way to get close to the person he cared about the most.

The only person who could get close to Shen Tingmo was Pei Yunming. Because they lived together, they often had activities together, and occasionally they could make the taciturn Shen Tingmo talk about private matters.

Ruan Wei reasonably suspects that these two people form a small group and are extremely exclusive.

However, during this process, Ruan Wei inquired and observed a lot of Shen Tingmo's personal situation, which was quite rewarding.

Senior Shen, a high-achieving student in the School of Economics and Management, with top grades in all subjects, good looks and height in everything, was named a college grass upon entering the school, the only shortcoming is aloofness.

Of course, the trait of high coldness is not a shortcoming in the eyes of many fanboys and girls, but it is damn charming.

In the first two years of the university, the suitors went on and on, thinking that they could win the first kill of the courtyard grass.

It's a pity that Senior Shen's high coldness is not pretending, it's really so cold that strangers don't get close to it, it freezes into icicles, Ruan Wei deeply understands this.

Unsurprisingly, many suitors were so cold that they doubted their lives and returned in succession.

Gradually, Senior Shen's reputation as "asexual" spread, and no one joined in the fun anymore.

The so-called asexuality means that Shen Tingmo does not love men, women, or even human beings.

No, after three years, senior Shen is already in his senior year, and no one is picking this high mountain flower.

"Hehe, it's just a fallacy," Ruan Wei commented on this.

Ruan Wei felt that she had discovered a terrible secret—this senior's life rhythm was very tight, and it was probably because he didn't have time to fall in love that he didn't fall in love.

where did all the time go?It's all used to make money.

According to Ruan Wei's careful observation, Shen Tingmo's time was spent on part-time work except for schoolwork, and even entered the school band because of the huge income from undertaking commercial performances.

Ruan Wei hid this astonishing discovery and did not dare to spread it to the outside world. Every day he felt like sitting on pins and needles. One time, he tried to test Cai Mu: "Why is Shen Tingmo so busy?"

Cai Mu replied very frankly: "Because he is busy working."

Ruan Wei cautiously: "He...why does he work so many jobs?"

Cai Mu was speechless: "Of course the purpose of working is to make money. Do you think that everyone is as stupid as you and has a lot of money, little brother Bai Fumei."

Ruan Wei continued to inquire: "Everyone doesn't work as many jobs as he does. I mean...does he have any difficulties? Why is life so difficult?"

Cai Mu put away the pen and paper on the table: "Of course there are difficulties. He is the only one in Shen Tingmo's family. He has to earn tuition and living expenses by himself, and he has to save money for the postgraduate entrance examination. There is not enough time."

The phrase "only one person" made Ruan Wei stunned, a sense of inexplicable emptiness arose in her heart, but it quickly dissipated, and then said in surprise: "Who told you?"

"If you have eyes, you can see it. We have been classmates for three years."

"He has no home to go home during the holidays, and I even helped him find out where to stay during the holidays." Cai Mu's face showed no sympathy or pity, but a faint appreciation:

"He never concealed it himself. Brother, have you heard a saying? Poverty is not a shame, but being ashamed of being poor is a shame. Don't you think that although Shen Tingmo is tired of making money, he lives more proudly than anyone else?"

"Yes, he's not only proud, he's so handsome!" Ruan Wei agreed, but was speechless in his heart...

He worked so hard to hold on to the secret of internal injuries, and the whole world knows it.

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