Years of love

Ever since Zhou Luo and Yan Qi talked about the topic of grades and chatted with Yan Qi about going abroad, Yan Qi was extremely sensitive to the grades of partial subjects. He always felt that except English, other subjects would definitely be as good as "some May be sent abroad" was ticked, so as long as he has time, he will make up for his shortcomings. If he doesn't make up, he won't know. Once he makes up for it, he and others will be shocked. This time, Yan Qi directly took the class in the midterm exam. First.

Although Yan Qi didn't feel too much when he heard Mr. Qi's praise, he still stared at the report card on the table, the one with the highest name in the list, feeling eager to show it to Zhou Luo impulse.

Thoughts in my mind couldn't be suppressed together, especially those related to Zhou Luo. Yan Qi was thinking about eating, taking a nap, and still thinking about class in the afternoon. He turned on his phone and looked at the flight information Zhou Luo sent him. In three hours, Yan Qi closed his eyes and finally made up his mind.

It was originally agreed that Zhou Luo would come to pick him up tomorrow, but Yan Qi was so determined to return home that he couldn't make it to tomorrow.

Yan Qi packed his schoolbag, told Gu Fan and Xie Yi, and quickly ran to the wall behind the dormitory building.

They will definitely not release them until their parents come to pick them up from the school, and they cannot leave through the main entrance.Yan Qi couldn't care about so many worries, he thought about using his mobile phone to call Teacher Qi after seeing Zhou Luo and ask him to talk to the dormitory teacher.

Yan Qi jumped, landed lightly, and ran to the side of the road to stop a taxi.

This is Yan Qi's first time at the airport, although he has never been anxious or nervous about unfamiliar places, but standing here right now he feels a headache.

The display screen on the top of his head was higher than his whole body, densely packed with red and green numbers floating on it, Yan Qi asked the service staff to make sure that he was looking for the exit gate of the flight on this display screen, and he stared at it for a long time , only to find Zhou Luo's flight number, and then checked five or six times with his hands before making sure that he didn't look at the serial number, and the exit was B.

Yan Qi ran to Port B, and there were still 3 minutes before the arrival time. When he saw the time, he realized that the school was so far away from the airport. If Zhou Luo realized that he ran so far alone, would he be very angry?

After thinking about it, the phone suddenly "ding", and a text message from Zhou Luo was sent.

-arrive.

- Check your luggage and don't leave anything behind.

Yan Qi replied.

- Well, I'll go to sleep when I get home, and I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon. /:laughing out loud

-OK. /:Smile.

Yan Qi turned off his phone and stared at the exit in a daze.

After a while, people began to leave one after another at the originally empty exit, Yan Qilian didn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that he might miss Zhou Luo.

He was a little nervous.

He even started to stare nervously at the number of people coming out.

One, two, three, five, eight, seventeen...

What a mess.

A large crowd began to rush out, and Yan Qi seriously searched for Zhou Luo in the crowd.

He saw Zhou Luo.

Cheng Ye and Chen Ze walked in front of Zhou Luo, and Tan Yingying and Jin Yan walked on Zhou Luo's left. Zhou Luo was slightly staggered from them, holding a box and pressing his phone.

Just when Yan Qi frowned and thought about who Zhou Luo was sending a message to, his cell phone rang again, and Yan Qi jumped up nervously on the spot, who didn't know that he thought there was a mouse crawling by his feet, and the old man jumped up all of a sudden. high.

Yan Qi took out his phone and opened WeChat.

- When you grow up, you will come and pick me up.

Yan Qi pinched the tip of his nose and smiled, suddenly he was not so nervous. He watched the distance shrinking a little bit, but he still noticed that Zhou Luo had become thinner, which was quite obvious, his hair grew slightly, and his face seemed to be still With a haggard look.

He suddenly wanted to call "Brother" to see if Zhou Luo could find him as quickly as possible.

So he opened his mouth.

"Little handsome guy!" Tan Yingying yelled out first, and smashed Yan Qi's "brother" in her throat.

Yan Qi smiled helplessly while maintaining his mouth shape.

As soon as the words finished, Cheng Ye and Chen Ze looked over, their faces full of shock.

Jin Yan also looked up at Yan Qi with a surprised expression.

Tan Yingying waved her hand at him, looked back at Zhou Luo while waving, and was stunned.

Zhou Luo's expression seemed a little serious, no...it was too serious.

Zhou Luo pushed aside the four people in front of him and walked quickly to the exit, trotted to Yan Qi's side, and said straight to the face: "How did you come here? Who told you to run so far?"

Yan Qi blinked at him, and replied falteringly: "Take a taxi, I, I want to come."

"Are you running so far to scare me to death?" Zhou Luo was a little anxious, and the volume was also turned off, and the voice was a bit loud.

Yan Qi didn't care about other people's gazes, he was just a little depressed: "You sent me a message just now, saying that I would pick you up instead."

"Have you grown up yet?" Zhou Luo said angrily, "Now you can take a taxi and drive so far alone, will you be able to fly to the moon on a rocket in two years?"

Yan Qi sighed, seeing the four people surrounding him, he could only use his last trump card.

He took out the folded report card from his schoolbag and spread it out in front of Zhou Luo: "Brother, I got the first place in the exam."

Tan Yingying screamed behind Zhou Luo's back, so frightened that Zhou Luo almost punched her face with the suitcase.

Zhou Luo looked at it seriously, his shoulders sank, and he finally smiled: "I really have nothing to do with you."

Yan Qi pursed his lips, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet for the last time, put his arms around Zhou Luo's waist, and said softly, "Welcome home."

Zhou Luo raised his arms in a daze for a long time before the warmth on his expression gradually emerged, and he hugged Yan Qi tightly.

Zhou Luo took off his shoes with only the last sliver of consciousness, turned left directly into the bedroom, and fell on the bed without moving.

Yan Qi put the schoolbag on the sofa, opened Zhou Luo's suitcase and took out all the clothes that needed to be changed, and divided them into two piles according to the color shades, washed the dark pile first, then turned around and walked into the kitchen, took out the pressure cooker and used it. Rinse with clean water, put in half a bowl of rice, add some more water, and plan to cook some pure rice porridge.

Then he took off his school uniform and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After a simple rush, Yan Qi changed into his pajamas and turned off the fire, waited for the pressure cooker to vent, opened the lid to let the porridge dry, then ran into the bedroom and climbed onto the bed, reaching out to turn off the bedside lamp, but halfway there was no movement. continue.

He looked down at Zhou Luo, and the warm yellow light hit his face. Although Zhou Luo didn't wash or change his clothes when he came back, and just lay down on the bed, Yan Qi still felt that he couldn't see enough of the person in front of him. The face that I have thought about countless times every day, is so real in front of my eyes at this moment.

It took Yan Qi almost 10 minutes to see his chin straight from his hairline, and then he turned his gaze back to his lips again, and his heartbeat started to speed up.

Yan Qi, what do you want to do.

What if Zhou Luo finds out.

Stop it, stop it.

Yan Qi's inner voice hit his rationality bit by bit, but he just couldn't control the movement of bending down until Zhou Luo's regular snort hit his face, until he could see the less obvious part of Zhou Luo's nose and lips. It was not until his own lips pressed tightly against Zhou Luo's that Yan Qi suddenly shook his body.

He raised his face quickly, swallowed and began to gasp for breath, the most terrible thing was that he saw Zhou Luo opened his eyes.

But at this moment, he ignored Zhou Luo's reaction, jumped up and rushed to the toilet, closing the door with a "bang".

Yan Qi stood in the toilet and collected himself, turned on the faucet and splashed two handfuls of cold water on his face, only then calmed down a little.

But the terrible thing is that the reaction of the lower body is not calm at all.

Yan Qi took off his pajama pants to his thighs, looked at the strange self, felt the strange feeling, and his heart beat fast.

For the first time, he found that he could stare at him in a daze for a long time, so he really wanted to give himself a compliment.

When he suddenly felt a little cold on his side and turned his head, his whole body froze.

Zhou Luo leaned against the door and looked at him, laughing nonstop.

Although Yan Qi was embarrassed, he still put on his trousers with his hot head on his face, propped his hands on the countertop and stared at the white porcelain sink with his eyes fixed in silence.

The radiant white porcelain countertop reflected his flushed face.

"It's normal to have a reaction, which means that you are no longer a little boy but a big boy." Zhou Luo smiled: "But now you don't want to develop this habit. It's not good for your health. You are still too young in terms of age."

"I've never had it." Yan Qi sighed, he really didn't want to talk now.

Zhou Luo smiled and walked over to rub his head, but Yan Qi slapped his hand away.

Zhou Luo never thought that Yan Qi would have such a reaction, he was a little surprised and a little embarrassed, but he didn't say much, turned around and walked out of the toilet, sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette.

After Yan Qi recovered, he regretted his actions just now, he didn't care how hard he bit his lips, and he didn't feel any pain when he bit his lower lip directly to bleed out.

He moved to the door to take a look at Zhou Luo, and found that Zhou Luo was leaning back on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, and staring at the ceiling.

Yan Qi walked up to him slowly, stood beside him, stared at his long legs for a long time, and finally stood between his legs.

Zhou Luo bent his neck back, crushed the cigarette into the ashtray on the coffee table, grabbed Yan Qi's shoulder with both hands and smiled: "It's no big deal."

"Don't you think I'm disgusting?" Yan Qi asked.

"Why do I think so?" Zhou Luo frowned seeing his bleeding lips, and said, "How could I think so."

"I'm..." Yan Qi was a little unsure if Zhou Luo knew he had kissed him, but he still didn't want to hold back, and asked directly: "I only reacted when I kissed you."

"So?" Zhou Luo looked at him.

Seeing his uncontrollably funny expression, Yan Qi didn't hold back, but laughed himself first: "It's because brother is so handsome."

Zhou Luo hugged him, finished the unfinished movements just now, and stroked his hair lovingly: "It's all my fault."

The shoulders of the two people who were pressed together trembled into resonance, and it took a long time for them to regain their composure.

"Why are your lips cracked?" Zhou Luo rubbed Yan Qi's lips with his thumb, and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

It seems to be tired, and it seems that he is still a little unconscious after drinking continuously for the past few days.

Yan Qi's lips were soft and thin, and Zhou Luo's throat moved unconsciously.

The reaction made him frown.

"I was nervous just now, I was afraid you would get angry with me." Yan Qi took a deep breath.

"Angry at you for kissing me secretly?" Zhou Luo smiled.

Yan Qi nodded.

Before he finished nodding his head, Zhou Luo's face was already close to him. When Yan Qi pulled back his thoughts and saw Zhou Luo's slender eyelashes, his body froze and his eyes widened.

Zhou Luo gently kissed the corner of Yan Qi's mouth, wiping off the blood on it.

"Are you angry with me?" Zhou Luo asked.

Yan Qi looked at him with a blushing face: "No birth."

"I kissed you openly." Zhou Luo smiled and said, "Aren't you angry?"

"No birth." Yan Qi still looked at him, as if he hadn't recovered yet.

"You can do whatever you want, I will never be angry with you, just like you will not be angry with me." Zhou Luo shook his hand: "I'm hungry, serve me a bowl of porridge .”

Yan Qi turned around mechanically, almost tripped over his slippers, almost tripped over the legs of the coffee table, almost tripped over the dining table, and finally hit the kitchen door without any mistakes.

Zhou Luo looked at his back with his shoulders still refusing to let go, suddenly frowned, took out a cigarette from the pack, thought about it and still didn't light it, leaned back on the back of the sofa and still stared at the ceiling .

He felt he had gone too far.

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