serious about love

Jiang Muxing looked at Yanhao in a daze, looking a little silly.

"How cute when drunk."

Yanhao sighed and straightened up, hugging Jiang Muxing: "I have to let you drink more."

"Ah, no, that hurts the body."

Yan Hao modeled Jiang Muxing's hair like a dog: "In the future, you should drink less and try not to smoke. If it is necessary for work, you must also restrain yourself."

Jiang Muxing's forehead was against his slender waist.

Yan Hao leaned back a little, lowered his eyes to look at him: "Did you hear that?"

Jiang Muxing closed his eyelids together.

"Don't sleep," Yan Hao shook his shoulders, "I'll sleep later, I haven't taken a bath yet."

Jiang Muxing buried his head in his clothes.

"Brother, even if you don't take a shower, you can't sleep here. I can't move you into the room. You are much taller than me, so I can't do it."

Seeing that Jiang Muxing didn't respond at all, Yanhao wanted to push him away, but he didn't push him, but pushed him again, and he was strangled even tighter.

"..."

Drunk is not only cute, but also clingy.

Yan's kindness was about to melt, and he fed him a glass of honey water for a long time, and finally coaxed him to drink it.

-

Honey water does nothing.

Fortunately, Jiang Muxing was very obedient when he was drunk, he didn't make trouble, cry or scream, and he didn't throw things and get drunk, just sat still, shouting that the banquet was good, and the banquet was good.

It seemed that his consciousness had been stormed by alcohol, and only one meal was clear and intact.

Yan Hao licked his dry lower lip. A fool would let such a good opportunity go. He coughed twice to clear his throat: "I want to ask you a few things."

Jiang Muxing didn't respond.

Yanhao got closer, and saw himself in his slightly shallow pupils, cunningly and expectantly: "What do you like about me?"

Jiang Muxing still didn't respond.

"I wanted to ask you,"

Yan Hao changed to the third person, and Xiao Xin couldn't help beating: "How do you like Yan Hao?"

Jiang Muxing's long eyelashes blinked slowly: "Okay."

Yan Hao's heart skipped a beat. He never knew that this simple word was more touching than sweet words. He blushed and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The corners of Jiang Muxing's lips twitched, with a smile: "It's all good."

Yan Yan was stunned: "Then...then have you ever been angry with him?"

There was a layer of confusion between Jiang Muxing's sharp and deep eyebrows.

Yanhao looked at Jiang Muxing for a moment: "Did he do anything to disappoint you?"

Jiang Muxing did not hesitate for a moment: "Yes."

-

Yan Hao almost didn't cry out, he held his breath: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Muxing's eyes drooped, he was silent for a long time, and said hoarsely: "He doesn't remember me."

Yan Hao saw the disappointment on his face, and after a bang, his mind went blank.

Jiang Muxing suddenly called out, "How is the banquet?"

Yan Hao hurriedly said: "I am here."

Jiang Muxing straightened his thin lips, raised his eyebrows, and looked a little aggrieved: "I feel uncomfortable."

Yanhao scolded herself in contempt for wanting to take pictures at this time, and quickly helped Jiang Muxing up: "Are you going to vomit? I'll take you to the bathroom."

Jiang Mu vomited as soon as he walked in.

Yan Hao patted his undulating back and was pushed away by him.

"Don't look at it." Jiang Muxing said.

Yanhao couldn't laugh or cry, this guy still remembered this when he was drunk, and he didn't want him to see it when he vomited.

"It's so save face."

"I don't despise you."

Yanhao murmured a few words, took a mouthwash cup and poured water for him to rinse his mouth.

After Jiang Muxing vomited, Yanhao helped him to lie on the sofa for a while, his consciousness seemed to wake up a little, and he said he wanted to take a bath.

Yan Hao asked him if he was okay.

Jiang Muxing nodded, except for the slightly disheveled hair on his forehead and the reddened eyes, everything else was normal. His footsteps seemed to be quite steady, but he just walked into the bathroom and forgot to sprinkle the flowers, so he just stood there with his clean clothes in his arms .

Yan Hao, who was worried about following in: "..."

"If you can't do it, you can't do it, what a show of strength." Yan Hao put his clean clothes on the shelf, turned on the water temperature of the shower, "Can your boyfriend give you a bath?"

There was no movement behind him.

Yan Hao looked back and saw Jiang Muxing was still standing, looking at the floor tiles, as if he was in a daze.

Just as he was about to speak, he was pushed against the wall by a force, his lean and fiery chest pressed up, and the back of his neck was caught, which was painful and numb.

"Hiss...turn off the shower first...uh..."

-

The banquet was finally carried out by Jiang Muxing.

It was past one o'clock in the morning and it was dead of night.

I took a shower for nearly three hours, intermittently, and exhausted.

It was too late to touch the pillow, my whole body seemed to be run over by a cart, my bones were trembling and shaking, and they were about to fall apart.

Jiang Muxing, who was next to him, drank too much, felt refreshed, and soon fell asleep.

The temperature of the air conditioner is very moderate, the curtains are drawn tightly, the moonlight is blocked, and only a very faint halo seeps in.

The room was dim.

Yanhao felt emotional. He lived in this apartment for three years, carrying his entire ignorant youth, witnessing his secret love to be cultivated into fruition, and his relationship changed from a one-way street to a two-way street.

Everything here is full of traces of his life with Jiang Muxing.

After living for a long time, Yan really doesn't want to move, but he can't if he doesn't. He wants to go to City A with Jiang Muxing, move into a new home, create new traces, and start a new life.

All will be better.

Yanhao turned to face Jiang Muxing, stroking his Adam's apple again and again.

University is more free than high school, you need to talk about love, and you need to work hard on your major.

Jiang Muxing must be able to work part-time. Aunt Gui's money can only give him a period of respite and pay off part of the debt.

but……

Yan Hao curled his lips, Jiang Muxing hadn't talked to him about that aspect of the plan so far, and he didn't know how it was planned.

If possible, he would also find a part-time job to accompany Jiang Muhang.

Just want to stick.

Yan Hao's body was half dead, but his mind was very active. He was thinking wildly, tossing and turning in Jiang Muxing's arms, and after a while he muttered: "Jiang Muxing, I can't sleep."

The voice is not loud, soft, coquettish.

Jiang Muxing closed his eyes, breathed evenly, but patted his shoulder with his hands.

Yan Hao was taken aback, and buried his face in Jiang Muxing's arms.

-

Jiang Muxing woke up the next day with a headache, his face was blue, his eyes were bloodshot, and his drunken state was fully revealed.

Yan Hao nestled in the air-conditioning quilt to watch him change clothes: "Do you know what it's like to be drunk?"

Jiang Muxing unbuttoned his pajamas, but ignored him.

Yan Hao sighed, and stopped talking: "You are crying."

Jiang Muxing still didn't respond.

"Do not believe?"

Yan Hao sighed again: "You can't just wake up and forget it, and pretend it never happened, right? You cried badly last night."

Jiang Muxing took off his pajamas and put on a white T-shirt.

Yan Hao's eyes were glued to the arm muscles that he stretched and tightened while he was arranging the T-shirt.

Very explosive, and full of strength, can hold him for a long time.

Yan Hao swallowed, and licked him with hot eyes: "By the way, where did I just say?"

Jiang Muxing changed into slacks: "I cried a lot."

"Oh yes... yes, you cried terribly." Yan Hao felt that his action of buttoning his pants was extremely sexy, and his whole body became hot and dizzy, "You hugged me while crying and told me not to leave you. "

Jiang Muxing couldn't see any emotional fluctuations on his face: "That's all?"

"Of course not."

Yan looked at his sharp and sharp side face, and said seriously: "You said you love me, you love all my shortcomings and advantages, and you also said that you can't do without me, you can't live."

Jiang Muxing's thin lips moved: "Point to the streetlight."

Yan Hao didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Jiang Muxing folded his pajamas and put them on the bed: "Get up, brush your teeth and wash your face."

Yan Hao stretched out his hand from under the quilt and opened it to him: "You hug me."

Jiang Muxing bent down, passed his arms through his side, and lifted him out of the bed like a child.

Yan Hao rubbed his mouth against the light stubble on his chin: "Shall I shave you today?"

Jiang Muxing breathed heavily: "Forget it."

Yan Hao was dissatisfied with his attitude: "Forget it, what do you mean?"

Jiang Mu marched into the bathroom: "I don't want to have a broken chin."

Banquet: "..."

-

Before the college entrance examination, Yan Hao was reviewing and reviewing every day, and always felt that there was not enough time, and it would be nice to have 24 more hours a day.

After the college entrance examination, he felt that the time of the day became very long, so long that he looked at his mobile phone and the sky from time to time, and he felt a feeling of "why it's not dark yet".

Jiang Muxing put the books in a cardboard box one by one, and sealed it with tape when the box was full.

Yan Hao leaned against the cushion, with a bowl of grapes on his lap, and muttered while eating: "The exam is over, I don't have to do the questions, and I don't need to memorize the formulas. It's so boring."

Jiang Muxing pointed to a large roll of papers next to him: "If you're bored, just sort these out."

"No, I won't do it." Yan Hao shook his head like a rattle, "I'll just talk about it, you don't have to worry about me."

Jiang Muxing glanced at him: "It's not all the papers you wrote."

"It's because of this that I can't stand it. I have a psychological shadow." Yanhao nestled in the sofa, "Don't talk about papers, it's just information books, gel pens and so on. I don't even want to touch them after the exam."

Jiang Muxing's action of scratching the tape was slightly slow, he threw the knife on the book, and was silent for a moment: "I don't choose University A, choose any school in China, you will be much more relaxed."

Yan Hao corrected it immediately: "I chose University A, okay?"

He slid down from the sofa with the small bowl in his arms, and sat next to Jiang Muxing: "I like it, you just chose it, didn't you?"

Jiang Muxing frowned: "Sit up."

"I'm all down."

The banquet did not cooperate, so he brought a grape to Jiang Muxing's mouth.

Jiang Muxing looked down at him sideways.

Yanhao raised her face and smiled: "You want me to feed you mouth to mouth?"

Jiang Muxing said lightly, "No need."

The posture is quite unmoved, but the ears are a little red, and the head is still lowered a little in front of Yanhao calmly.

"Oh, that's fine, I'll eat it myself."

Yanhao pretended not to see it, and just as he put the grapes in his mouth, Jiang Muxing pinched his face.

The grapes are swept away in a deep kiss.

-

Yan Hao went to QQ, entered the group to have a look, and found that the latest message was from last night.

Yang Cong and Song Ran probably played with everyone all night, and they haven't regained their vitality at this point.

Xia Shui is not online either.

Yan Hao quit with nothing to do, checked the news and gossip, but was still bored, he turned on the TV to search channels: "I feel that the greatest achievement in my life... should be to be admitted to University A."

Jiang Muxing didn't respond, so he corrected himself: "No, I'm your boyfriend."

Yanhao leaned on Jiang Muxing, not letting go: "Do you think so?"

Jiang Muxing pushed a cardboard box aside and picked up an empty one: "Yes."

Have a good time watching the movie.

In the suspenseful and bloody horror film released this year, the soundtrack is startled, the camera will suddenly zoom in, the actor's face is enlarged, and the eyes seem to be staring at the person in front of the TV.

After feasting on a good bite of a grape, he was watching vigorously when Jiang Muxing's voice sounded in his ears without warning: "Change the channel."

"Why did you ask me to change the channel?"

Yanhao had a weird guess, he turned around and asked Jiang Muxing tentatively, "Are you afraid?"

Jiang Muxing was expressionless.

Yan Hao put her face under his eyelids and looked at him closely: "Are you really afraid?"

Jiang Muxing pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yanhao scratched the tip of her nose. Last night, she saw her boyfriend drunk. Today, I know that he is afraid of watching this kind of film and is timid.

I immediately understood two things that I didn't understand before.

What is this development?God sent sugar.

Yan Hao changed the channel to watch something else, and muttered: "Speaking of which, I like it, but you don't seem to like it."

"Jiang Muxing, what do you mean we can get together?"

Yan Hao asked and answered by himself, showing a rather touched expression: "It means that it is destined."

Jiang Muxing was busy clearing up the papers on the ground.

Yan Hao kicked his leg: "Boyfriend, squeak."

Jiang Muxing said, "Yes."

Yanhao raised the corner of her mouth: "What are you taking, don't throw away any empty refills, put them in the box."

Jiang Muxing's face darkened: "Keep the appreciation?"

"No, it's called feelings, and," Yan said with a smile, "in the future, when we get old, we can count and play when we have nothing to do, so as to prevent Alzheimer's disease."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

-

When the sky was the most colorful, Yanhao received a call from his father, asking what he was doing, but was taken a step ahead.

Yan Hao lay on the sofa hugging the pillow: "I'm watching a movie."

Yan Mingcheng said, "So free?"

Yan Hao rested his head on his arm, and tilted his head to look at Jiang Muxing who was cleaning up stationery with his back: "I have finished the exams, can I not be free?"

Yan Mingcheng asked, "Where's Jiang Mu pedestrian?"

Yanhao didn't sleep much last night, and he played too much and was very sleepy. He yawned listlessly: "I'm helping me with my things."

"There are a lot of books, notes, etc. for three years in high school, and he helped me get them all."

Yan Mingcheng on the other end lost his voice, as if he wanted to say something and was worried.

A guess came to Yan Hao's mind, and he became more energetic: "Dad, do you want to ask me how I did in the exam?"

Yan Mingcheng snorted coldly: "Whether you do well in the exam or not is none of your business."

The banquet was so slow: "You really don't want to ask?"

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds, and there was the crisp sound of a metal lighter being pulled, and Yan Mingcheng's voice was caught in it: "Your uncle wants to know about your college entrance examination situation, and he asked me to ask you."

Yan Hao elongated his voice in surprise: "Oh, my uncle asked you to ask."

The next moment, he put on a very confused tone: "Then why didn't he call me directly?"

Yan Mingcheng was almost choked by a puff of cigarettes. His son is so skinny, there is no way he is restless with half grades. He pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a breath: "I don't think there is any need to ask."

"Ask." Yan Hao said, "The college entrance examination is such a big matter, parents have to ask."

Yan Mingcheng's face was dark: "Start a video."

Yan Hao scratched his forehead: "Okay."

After speaking, he was about to go to the room to turn on the computer, when he suddenly remembered that he had marks all over his neck.

The point is that he doesn't have high-necked clothes yet, and he didn't like to wear them since he was a child. He felt his neck was constricted and his breathing was uncomfortable, so he didn't have any.

Neither did Jiang Muxing.

I really want to cover my neck unless I use a scarf.

Wearing a scarf in summer, isn’t that 300 taels of silver here?

Yan Hao sat back on the sofa: "Well, Dad, the video is still off."

Yan Mingcheng said abruptly, "You give Jiang Muxing the phone number."

Yan Hao's complexion changed slightly, no way, his dad found out now?Can be so amazing?Did he expose something?

Nothing is exposed, right?

Yan was so flustered, he scratched his face and scratched his ears: "No, Dad, don't you have anything to say to me now?"

Yan Mingcheng's attitude was stern and cold, and he could not refuse: "I'll count to three, and if he doesn't answer the phone, I'll call his cell phone directly."

-

Not only was Yanhao cut off by his own father, but he was also blatantly threatened, so he had no choice but to give Jiang Muxing his phone.

"My dad wants to talk to you."

Jiang Muxing stopped what he was doing, took the phone, got up and went to the balcony to answer the call, Yan Hao wanted to follow, but was stopped by his eyes.

Yanhao observed Jiang Muxing anxiously, and immediately asked him as soon as he hung up the phone: "How is it? What did my dad say?"

Jiang Muxing handed him the phone: "I didn't say anything."

Yan couldn't believe it, but his father's tone and reaction on the phone were abnormal before the storm. It couldn't be so simple. He peeked at Jiang Muxing and hesitated.

"Did my dad... um... find out that our...is..."

Jiang Muxing didn't wait for the banquet to finish before he said: "En."

Yan Hao heard the words, and his face turned red: "Fuck, my dad is too..."

Jiang Muxing glanced over.

After the banquet was over, he realized that he had said a dirty word, so he immediately lowered his head.

At the end, I couldn't help saying weakly: "I'm just a modal particle, you are a verb."

Having said that, he did not forget to add a summary: "Only state officials are allowed to set fires, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps."

Jiang Muxing: "..."

Yan Hao put his hand on Jiang Muxing's lap: "My dad knows, did he say anything? Did he train you?"

Jiang Muxing only said: "It should."

Yan Hao was stunned for a moment, playing the piano on his lap with lowered eyes.

"Then why didn't my dad tell me, he insisted on talking to you alone, obviously I am also an adult, and I can be fully responsible for my actions."

Jiang Muxing moved the comic books he bought in high school in front of him, and tapped twice: "Adults, take responsibility."

"..."

Yanhao supported Jiang Muxing's shoulders, and slowly stood up: "Oh, it's time to cook dinner, I'll go and see what's in the refrigerator."

Jiang Muxing raised his eyelids: "You do?"

Yan Hao twitched her lips and said calmly: "If you dare to eat, I will do it."

Jiang Muxing was calm and decisive: "Pretend I didn't say anything."