not sad planet

When Liang Shugang was with Yu Ling, he couldn't understand what this person was thinking at all, but now, he could judge Yu Ling's mood at the moment by the micro expression of Yu Ling.

For example, when Yu Ling is unhappy, although his tone and expression are the same as usual, he will subconsciously purse his lips, which is an expression of unwillingness to continue communicating.

"I'm done taking a shower." Liang Shu opened the study door and walked in tiptoely.

Yu Ling, as usual, lazily nestled in a chair and drew cartoons.

On the huge computer screen was an unfamiliar picture that Liang Shu had never seen before.

The background is a depressing dark blue tone, and there are strange fishes around the characters, which seem to be on the bottom of the sea.

"New manga?" Liang Shu asked.

"Ah."

"What's your name?"

"Undersea volcano."

"What kind of story is it?"

"Still thinking."

Drawing comics is actually a very boring thing. It is most interesting when you conceive the plot in your head. At other times, you can only sit at the desk, spending a lot of time and energy repeatedly modifying the layout and lines of the storyboard, and repeating the same steps. .

Liang Shu didn't speak any more, moved his exclusive seat from the corner and sat down next to Yu Ling silently.

He didn't want to watch Yu Ling's paintings in peace today.

A warm hand reached into Yu Ling's collar and gently stroked his neck. He could feel the throbbing of the blood vessels under the skin, like a powerful heartbeat.

Liang Shu leaned over, pressed his lips against Yu Ling's ear, and unconsciously breathed a little harder.

"Do it?" he asked softly.

Yu Ling tilted his head to avoid his touch.

"Don't do it."

"What are you doing?" Liang Shu tilted his head and fell on Yu Ling, looking very shocked.

However, the hand on Yu Ling's neck did not move away. Instead, he cruised all the way forward. He curled his lips: "Are you angry again?"

"No."

"You're like this again!" Liang Shu tightened his fingers slightly, so angry that he wanted to pinch him, "Besides, you're not angry!"

"Can you tell me why you are angry?" Liang Shu raised his hand to block the screen, forcing Yu Ling to only look into his eyes, "I don't want to always guess by myself, can't we communicate properly? Mouths are for communication."

"Don't you know why?" Yu Ling helplessly stopped his movements, "It's just what you think."

Yu Ling is a difficult person to communicate with. It's not because he is hindered in normal communication. The main reason is that he doesn't want to communicate with you at all.

Liang Shu believes that the main conflict between the two lies in the lack of communication. As long as Yu Ling is a little more active, the problem will be easily resolved.But now, he can admit that he is angry, which is already a huge improvement.

"I told you too." Liang Shu also slowed down his tone, and slowly explained the reason to Yu Ling, "Because of coming out of the closet, I had a lot of trouble with my family, and I came out to work before finishing high school. .”

"They all liked my younger brother more. I wanted to be a pilot when I was in high school. They all thought I was whimsical, but I passed the re-election and was only one step away from my dream. In the end, I couldn't continue because I came out of the closet..."

He fell into silence as he spoke.

"So, just because you came out of the closet, you didn't finish high school, and you didn't go through the recruitment process." Yu Ling repeated what he said just now in an indifferent tone.

"Well, now that I think about it, I was quite impulsive."

Can't you bear it?Can't you survive recruiting?Can't make it through graduation?Liang Shu would ask himself occasionally.

When he first came to this city, when things went wrong, he regretted his impulse countless times, but after meeting Yu Ling, he seldom thought about it again. Now he feels that maybe this is fate. He is destined to be just a dreamer.

But fate made him meet Yu Ling, and the long and boring life was not so bad.

"It is indeed impulsive," Yu Ling paused, "but it's not all your fault, and you at that time couldn't be responsible for your own life."

It sounds like awkward consolation, but it's not as good as no consolation.

"Indeed," Liang Shu felt disappointed for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, "Anyway, I don't study well, it doesn't matter whether I study or not, and the recruiting standards are so strict, maybe I will be rejected when I am selected, and my current life is not the same. Not too much difference."

"And you don't know how suffocating it is in that home." Liang Shu continued.

At that time, he really had the idea that if Liang Laijin was killed, one of them would have to die before they could be freed.

He has long since walked out of the quagmire of the past, but the feeling of suffocation like being trapped in the quagmire is still with him.

"The day they first came, I had a quarrel with him. Do you know what my mother said to me? She said that my temper really followed my father's."

"I was really devastated when I heard that. You know, he is the person I hate the most in my life, but in the eyes of my mother... I am no different from him."

"I feel like a failure."

"I used to feel very unfree. Every day at home was like being in prison. Now, although I will encounter unhappy things, I still feel that it is good to grow up. I don't want to go back to the past at all."

Yu Ling pulled him into her arms and kissed the tip of his nose.

"You are fine, you have not become like him, and you will never become like him," he continued, "You will always be yourself."

"Then do you think I have a bad temper?" Liang Shu asked Yu Ling with his arms around his waist, looking up.

"No," Yu Ling kissed his moist eyelashes again, "I think you have a better temper than me."

Liang Shu's ear was pressed against Yu Ling's chest, listening to his heartbeat. At this moment, the breathing rate of the two was almost the same.

Yu Ling's half-comforting and half-perfunctory words were very effective for him, miraculously calming his heart a lot.

Yu Ling's expression was no longer as indifferent as before, instead of driving him out, he let himself sit on his lap for the first time.

It seems that this heart-to-heart talk was quite successful.

"I will tell you as soon as I have anything in the future. If there is something that makes you unhappy, you should remember to say it."

"Yeah." Yu Ling was no longer thinking about talking.

"Sit on it." He stood up holding the beam tree, swept away the things on the table, and let him sit on it, "My legs are numb from the pressure."

"..." Liang Shu hooked his neck with his hands instead, and said speechlessly, "Did you not listen carefully to what I said?"

He clearly knew that Yu Ling didn't listen carefully to what he said most of the time, perhaps in Yu Ling's view, those words were trivial and boring.

Every time he told him before, even though he got a perfunctory response, Liang Shu was still satisfied in his heart.

But now it is not enough.

Liang Shu found that he wanted more than before.

He wanted to know more about Yu Ling.

I want to know what Yu Ling is thinking.

Xiang Yuling also has no reservations about him.

Knowing that this is forcing.

"You're always like this. You get angry when I don't talk." Liang Shu's voice gradually became astringent, "I did, and you think I talk too much."

"When did I think you talked too much?" Yu Ling wondered.

He obviously didn't say it.

"Do you think I can't hear it? Every time you get impatient, you start to perfuse me."

"Okay, I'll try not to perfuse you." Yu Ling lowered his eyebrows, leaned over and kissed the noisy person in front of him intermittently.

It's more like saying, I'll try my best to perfuse you.

Liang Shu's cheeks were warmed by his kiss, and he couldn't help the agitation in his heart, but he resisted a little: "Why are you like this again..."

However, the disappearing voice was drowned in the warm kiss.

Liang Shu was firmly held down by Yu Ling's knee.

With the computer screen behind him, he didn't dare to lean back, his hands tightly wrapped around Yu Ling's waist, and he didn't dare to loosen at all.

The waist and abdomen are hard, and the legs are also tightly clamped.

The desk under him is made of marble, which is cold and hard, and his hip bones will soon fall apart.

"Tomorrow... I will be on the morning shift, and I have to stand all day."

"Didn't you want to do it?" Yu Ling stopped panting low, his voice a little hoarse, "That's not going to happen."

"I didn't say no to doing it!!!" Liang Shu complained brokenly, "How could you stop halfway through doing this!"

"Oh, then move yourself."

"..."

Liang Shu begged for mercy many times before the location was changed from the study to the bedroom.

"Although it is very tiring to go to work every day, I still think... now is the best."

Liang Shu took a moment to catch his breath.

"I want to be with you all the time."

Do you think so too?

Liang Shu always opens his mouth to say such sweet and cloying words, but every word is sincere.

He was afraid that Yu Ling wouldn't feel it, so he expressed it all the time.

"How do you still have the energy to talk so much?" Yu Ling fixed his eyes on Liang Shu's flushed face, and gently wiped away the sweat that was about to roll into his eyes.

"Best now," he said, "better later."

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I want to write more but the conditions do not allow