Just hug me

How wonderful is the life of a young couple just living together?

When I was in school, I could see it every day but it was calm and calm. I only dared to hook my fingers under the desk. I raced against time during the day and said goodbye reluctantly at night. Eyes can only be intimate in private.

Now that they can live together, they can kiss as much as they want, and it is the time of two people from morning till night.

It's just so wonderful.

The whole set of space can be done wherever you want, a look, a fire aroused by a smile can come at any time, on the desk, on the sofa, in the bathroom, on the floor, on the balcony... not on the balcony, Lin Guancheng said it was too exciting, will be seen.

They had to go to military training during the day, and the two of them didn't let each other go at night, one of them refused to let go while weeping, and the other desperately rubbed the person into his arms, as if he wanted to stuff him into the hot spot in his chest.

When the alarm clock rang, Lin Guancheng turned over and turned off the phone accurately. He habitually reached out and touched the side, but he didn't touch anyone.

He opened his eyes suddenly, where is Fang Yan?

Lin Guancheng sat up, not in the bedroom, where did he go, he ran out of the bedroom barefoot.I don't like the feeling of being left behind.

There was some noise from the kitchen, Lin Guancheng heaved a sigh of relief, what is this man doing?make breakfast?

Fang Yan came out with a plate, it was true.

He saw the person at the door and said, "You're awake, why are you barefoot?"

"Too hot."

Lin Guancheng turned and entered the room, put on his slippers, and lied without blushing or beating heart.

Fang Yan was surprised, "The air conditioner is turned on to 24 degrees and it's still hot? The floor is cold." Seeing that he was about to refute again, he continued, "I heard the sound of thump, thump, what's the rush in the morning." It was a statement The tone is not a question.

"Go and brush your teeth, come out to have breakfast, I made it myself." Fang Yan raised the corners of his mouth, a little embarrassedly proud.

This is the first time he has been cooking since he grew up. He didn't ask anyone for help, and he just figured it out by himself.

Lin Guancheng hesitated for a moment, glanced back and forth between the kitchen and the things he was holding, and asked seriously: "Can I go to school properly after eating?"

Fang Yan clicked his tongue, he raised his leg, and gently shoved Xia Lin Guancheng's ass with his calf.

"Yes, go!"

Lin Guancheng frowned and said it hurt.

Fang Yan saw that his expression was not pretending, he was a little nervous, put down the dinner plate, and said, "Does it really hurt? I was already very light last night, let me check it for you." As he spoke, he was about to pull Lin Guancheng's shorts. I haven't bought all the other medicines, and half the box of this wound medicine is stuffed.

Lin Guancheng gripped his pants tightly, and ran towards the bathroom without letting go, "I'm lying to you, it's okay!"

At that time, he was able to let go, and he would obediently cooperate with whatever Fang Yan asked him to do, but it was still embarrassing to suddenly check his butt like this.

He squeezed out the toothpaste to wash, and thought of Fang Yan making breakfast for himself, his mood was inexplicably high.

Fang Yan also brought out the results of an hour's work.

White rice porridge with just the right consistency, golden sun-dried eggs, fried toast, who knows how many oil bubbles burned on his arms, and how many eggs were ruined before he was fried to barely lookable, salty and light.

Lin Guancheng sat at the dining table and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Fang Yan said: "I'm full." This was the truth, all the ruined eggs went into his stomach.

Lin Guancheng raised his eyes and stared at him, "Why are you wearing a long shirt at home?"

"It's cold." Fang Yan opened his mouth and came.

Alright, let's not talk about anyone now.

Lin Guancheng sat drinking porridge, Fang Yan went to the balcony to help him put away his clothes, the cuffs slid down his arms, revealing many small red spots, which were still hot.

He didn't know why he could splash so much oil just by putting the ingredients into the pot just to make a meal.

Fang Yan breathed lightly, rolled up his sleeves, and carried the clothes into the room.

After everything was cleaned up, Fang Yan went out with Lin Guancheng, Lin Guancheng turned his head to stare at him again, Fang Yan touched his nose, "Am I a little more handsome today than yesterday?"

Lin Guancheng said, "Hug."

"Huh?" Fang Yan blinked, knowing immediately, "Hug and hug."

It was neither light nor heavy, Fang Yan couldn't hold back his breath when he was pressed against those hot bubbles.

Lin Guancheng's expression changed suddenly, and there were a few fine lines between his brows, and he immediately pulled him back to the room, "What's wrong with you?" He unbuttoned him before he finished asking.

Fang Yan pressed his hand, "Student Lin Xiaocheng, what's the matter with you? I want to examine you, but if you don't let me, now take my clothes off instead." He leaned closer to Lin Guancheng's ear and said, "Isn't it? Was I really too light last night?"

Lin Guancheng twisted tightly and did not let go, "It's different."

"What's the difference?"

"I can bear that kind of pain, and...and I like it very much."

Fang Yan's breathing stagnates, his Adam's apple rolls up and down, and the urge to ask him for a half-day leave instantly arises in his heart.

After a while, Lin Guancheng, with slightly swollen lips and wet eyes, still didn't give up looking at him.

Fang Yan didn't hide anything, and said lightly, "It's just that I accidentally burned it, it doesn't matter."

To be honest, he felt a little ashamed, and he was caught when he finally learned to cook for his wife.

Lin Guancheng didn't speak, and went to look for burn ointment in the medicine cabinet, but there was none.

Fang Yan urged: "It's okay, I'll go buy it later, you're going to be late." Seeing that he still didn't leave, he comforted him, "It's a big deal, and it doesn't hurt, just blow it off, you go to school first Go buy some medicine."

Lin Guancheng was puzzled: "Blow it?"

Fang Yan wanted to say that when she fell when she was a child, her mother would always say "you will fly away in pain", but in a second she changed her words: "If you blow it to me, I won't hurt anymore."

In the next few days, he supervised Fang Yan to apply the burn ointment morning and night, and carefully blew on his arms.As for cooking, Lin Guancheng has no time and would rather order takeaway than let Fang Yan start the fire again.Some people are really not born to cook.

The military training teams are separated by men and women, which is convenient for management.

Two sets of clothes, a formal suit with a lapel collar, and a round-neck blouse.There are countless traces on Lin Guancheng's body. When he is in love, he doesn't care about the position. When wearing the former, he can cover it up, but the latter really can't.

He simply ignored it, and when he sat down to rest, within a short while, the boy next to him cast ambiguous eyes and smiled obscenely.

"Brother, life is good."

All the boys in a class are basically in this team, knowing that he doesn't live on campus, and seeing this mark, he knows that he is living with his girlfriend outside. A few of them don't even have girlfriends, or they are in different places. Everyone is envious Incredible.

There are also familiar ones, approach him to ask for his experience.

Lin Guancheng listened to the wind, ignored it, and passed it after a while.

Boys in the prime of youth talk about meat and vegetables, often in a vulgar way, sharing website comments on the appearance and figure of girls passing by, Lin Guancheng is expressionless and does not participate.

The boy next to him thought he was cold and cold, but later found out that he was really not interested, and said, "Your girlfriend must be a fairy." She was originally thin-skinned and tender, and her girlfriend was only worthy of being good-looking.

When Lin Guancheng heard this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitched, and he didn't correct him, "Yes, a fairy." Finally he answered.

Later, I learned that the boy’s name is Qi Hao, and he is a chatterbox. Whenever he is resting, he likes to talk to him, chat about his hometown, major, and his girlfriend when he can’t answer a few words.He also said that he would meet Lin Guancheng's girlfriend if he had the opportunity.

Lin Guancheng looked at him, "Why should I introduce my girlfriend to you?"

Qi Hao's face twitched and he was suddenly choked, he just said it casually, and he didn't know why he said it casually.

He quickly waved his hands, "Just kidding." He explained embarrassingly, "When I first came here, I'm not familiar with the place, so I treat you like a buddy, so I'm close."

In hot weather, the sun is particularly poisonous. After a few days, most of the people have already been blackened twice. Some people secretly put on sunscreen, and the situation is slightly better.

Qi Hao was standing next to Lin Guancheng, watching with his own eyes after so many days in the sun, he wondered why this man was getting whiter and whiter.And he hadn't seen lotion or anything. After a few days, he researched and came to a conclusion.

God is unfair, good-looking people are good-looking no matter how hard they try, and they can't be black.

Lin Guancheng's military training was halfway through, and Fang Yan was about to start reporting.

He also wanted to accompany Fang Yan to transfer campuses, sign, collect books, and have a physical examination, but time did not allow, Fang Yan told him to go to school obediently, and he would take care of everything and bring him delicious food back in the afternoon.

In the morning, Lin Guancheng still wanted to accompany him very much, so he asked for a leave of absence.

Fang Yan coaxed for a long time, saying that the school was not close, and running around would make her sweaty and uncomfortable.

Lin Guancheng felt that this reason was far-fetched, and military training would make him sweat and feel uncomfortable, but he was finally persuaded.

After a while of intimacy, the two went out and parted ways. Fang Yan looked at the disappearance of the figure in his field of vision, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and walked in the opposite direction, replaced by solemnity.

Inadvertently, the youthful aura seemed to dissipate from him, and his outline became clearer and more resolute.

During peak hours, there are crowds of breakfast stalls. After the city management clears away a batch, there will be another wave. Countless office workers are desperately squeezing into the bus and subway. The small space is extremely cramped, mixed with various smells, and you will feel dizzy when you smell it. Gasoline, unbearable sweat, strong perfume.

Life is very realistic, no matter how unbearable it is, you have to get used to it before you can change it.

Fang Yan stood on the side of the road, glanced behind him, shook his head, and stopped a taxi to get in.

After arriving at the destination, he chatted with the person at the door and walked in.

It was not the university listed on the admission notice, and it was not the energetic seniors who greeted him, nor was there a banner welcoming new students.

Only the modern and clear rules of conduct, the glass curtain wall that isolates the hustle and bustle of the city, and the adults in suits and ties whose edges and corners have been smoothed out, all reveal an atmosphere that does not match him as a college student.

Lin Guancheng stood quietly at the corner of the company's entrance, watching the people he knew were busy inside through a wall, and murmured in a low voice.

"Fang Yan, you are a liar."

The author has something to say:

No branch, tight rhythm.

It's the end stage~