i see your calling

Lian Yan's struggle subsided a bit, but her whole body was still trembling violently. Shen Pingge rubbed the back of his neck lightly. This kind of movement could give people stability. Ge whispered to him: "Lian Yan."

Lian Yan stretched out her arms suddenly, and hugged Shen Pingge's neck tightly, and the whole body burrowed towards Shen Pingge, breathing rapidly.

"Can you still walk?"

Lian Yan remained silent, Shen Pingge said: "Then I will hug you."

Shen Pingge didn't give Lian Yan a chance to answer, and directly hugged him horizontally. Lian Yan was light and didn't have to struggle. He was much more obedient this time, and buried his face in front of Shen Pingge, only half of his face was exposed. The face, the fluffy black hair was a little wet with sweat.

In the bedroom, Shen Pingge leaned over to put him on the bed, Lian Yan then slowly loosened his arms, and sat on the bed in a daze, Shen Pingge didn't turn on the light, and it was dark outside, so he couldn't see clearly.

"Don't come here even if you are afraid, and hide in the closet by yourself?" Shen Pingge sat on the other side, turned his head to look at Lian Yan, "What do you think of me?"

It took Lian Yan a while to realize that Shen Pingge was angry, he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word, Shen Pingge didn't wait for him to answer, he directly grabbed his shoulders and pressed him on the bed.

"Sleep, don't talk."

There was a rustling sound, Shen Pingge pressed the back of Lian Yan's head, and hugged him in his arms, Lian Yan's whole body tensed up, tension and blankness surged up, but a lot of fear really dissipated, he smelled The smell of Shen Pingge's body - that kind of clean soapy smell that seems to have been exposed in the sun.

It was almost early morning, after tossing and tossing for nearly midnight, Lian Yan was indeed tired, and fell asleep quickly in this environment, occasionally there was thunder outside, and he couldn't see the white light, Shen Pingge blocked it all.

The dream was tossed and turned, but it was considered stable and did not wake up.

When Lian Yan woke up in a daze, she hadn't reacted yet, she stared blankly at the overwhelming sunlight, the light passed through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and cast mottled on the bed, her waist was a little heavy, Lian Yan looked over, only to find that It was Shen Pingge's arm resting on it.

There was warm breath from the back of the neck——Shen Pingge hugged him from behind, and was sleeping deeply. The two of them were too close, and Lian Yan's body froze suddenly.

There was a hard object pressing against him hotly behind him, and the touch of the tailbone was extremely clear.

The drowsiness disappeared all of a sudden, and even Yan didn't dare to move, and after a while, she carefully removed Shen Pingge's arm, and rolled out of bed as if fleeing.Shen Pingge carried him over last night, and the slippers were not there, so he had to run out of the bedroom barefoot.

After brushing her teeth and washing her hands, Lian Yan's heartbeat calmed down and she kept repeating in her heart.

Morning erection is a normal reaction of men, all men have it.

There are men, there are men...

The last time they slept in the same bed, they were not so close when they woke up, and they didn't know how to sleep last night. They fell asleep and fell asleep in this position. Lian Yan deliberately gargled loudly, clearing Other miscellaneous threads in the brain.

Shen Pingge also got up soon, Lian Yan was doing homework in her bedroom after casually eating, listening to the sound of slippers, Shen Pingge passed by his door.

"Have you finished your breakfast?" Shen Pingge said.

Lian Yan nodded, the nanny prepared it early, just put it in the microwave for a while, so Shen Pingge didn't ask any more questions.

The next day was Monday, and Lian Yan started to write what Han Bing wanted. She was so focused that Shen Pingge didn't notice when she walked behind her.

"Are you working on a question?"

Lian Yan was startled, she snapped the paper over, and stood up abruptly, Shen Pingge was stunned for a moment, Lian Yan shook her head, blushing.

"Writing a diary?"

Lian Yan lowered her head, and as soon as her eyes touched Shen Pingge's pants, she subconsciously looked twice more, and Shen Pingge waved her hands in front of his eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

Lian Yan looked at him blankly and shook her head.

"I was really angry with you last night," Shen Pingge suddenly sat down on the edge of the bed, with his legs bent and his upper body propped back with his arms. Lian Yan, "Do you know?"

Lian Yan stood where she was, lowered her head as if she had done something wrong, and picked her fingers uneasily.

"If you're afraid, just come to me. Will I eat you?" Shen Pingge said, "I'm your brother too."

Lian Yan looked at him, hesitated, and nodded.

"So," Shen Pingge laughed, he said, "Isn't it right for elder brother to protect younger brother?"

Heart sour, heart beating violently, as if the surrounding color has faded, Lian Yan looked into his eyes.

Shen Pingge stretched out his fist, and Lian Yan slowly clenched his fist, imitating him and stretching out.

Boxing, a way of reconciliation between boys.

Lian Yan always suspected that he would open his hands and wrap his fists like before, he couldn't tell whether he was looking forward to it or what.Shen Pingge didn't do that, and withdrew his hand.

"There is a basketball game after school on Wednesday afternoon," Shen Pingge said, "Want to watch it?"

Lian Yan thought about it, and it was true that he was fine after school on Wednesday afternoon, so she nodded.He thought, I haven't seen Shen Pingge play basketball yet.

"Then you continue to write." Shen Pingge stood up and put one hand in his pocket, "If you have a problem, come and ask me."

Before leaving, he casually rubbed Lian Yan's hair, making it messy, Shen Pingge laughed softly, and Lian Yan whispered "hum".

·

The love letter didn't have too many words, and it's worthless to say too many pretentious words, not to mention that Lian Yan doesn't like to say that kind of words, it was very sour, and on Monday, after the national flag was raised, he handed the paper to Han Bing.

After giving it, the follow-up has nothing to do with Lian Yan. During the big break, Lian Yan was a little sleepy, and just about to lie down to sleep, Han Bing came over, looked around, and lowered his head.

"What you wrote..."

Lian Yan was stunned and blinked.

"This is too well written," Han Bing rubbed his nose, "I was so guilty when I copied it, I knew just a few words, I almost didn't understand your analogy, can I tell Senior Shen It will reveal the truth, I don't believe that a person who is prone to failing in Chinese can write such words..."

Lian Yan took the paper and wrote.

- so what to do

"Ah, no, I'll just say a word," Han Bing said, "I've finished copying, just to say thank you, and I'll buy you milk tea this afternoon!"

Lian Yan quickly waved her hands.

"You must! I'm going to trouble you for this matter. If you don't want anything, I really can't make it up. I will ask you to pass it to Senior Shen for me later," Han Bing smiled, tilting his head, sweetly Like, "Thank you so much!"

Lian Yan couldn't refuse any more, so she had to agree, and Han Bing took out the envelope that had been in his pocket all the time - a white envelope with "To Shen Pingge" written on it, and Han Bing's signature on the bottom, the girl probably I like to do such detailed things, the whole envelope looks very nice.

What is contained here are all Lian Yan's words.

In fact, many words are forgotten after writing, but there is one passage that he remembers very clearly.

"I have seen the four seasons, and I thought that summer is the best, with clear colors and passion and romance, until I woke up in the early morning of spring and saw fog and clouds on your eyelashes, it was a fantasy of spring. Look at it during the day I don’t see the stars and the moon walking together, but I see it in your eyes, this may be hypocritical, but it’s better than a dry ‘like’.”

These words are false, and there are suspicions of superfluous rhetoric, but Lian Yan really felt that Shen Pingge looked like spring—this could be regarded as the truth when he made up the letter.

The next class starts, the fan above the head is turning, and occasionally there is a creaking sound. It is almost June, and the cicadas start to sing, and it is a bit hot. Lian Yan held the envelope and looked at it for a long time, and the sweat in the palm of the hand moistened the envelope. One corner, it took a while to put it away.

"Hey," Pang Nian, who was sitting next to him, touched his arm. The last time they changed seats, they sat together. The middle seat didn't talk much between them. Lian Yan was not good at communicating with others. Nian didn't mind, he often brought him some snacks, and he said, "That envelope... Han Bing gave it to you?"

Lian Yan knew that he had misunderstood, so she quickly shook her head, but couldn't explain clearly with her movements, her face turned red and she was in a hurry.

"I watched her hand you chocolates last time," Pang Nian whispered, deliberately lowering his voice, "Don't worry, I won't tell others."

When I was in school, lectures and listening to lectures were always boring, so I had to dig out a little bit of material for entertainment, and it was useless even to rush. I was worried that Pang Nian would talk everywhere, so I had to write.

- Then don't tell others.

Pang Nian looked very understanding, and made a three-way comparison, "No problem."

The author says:

Made a modification, Lian Yan's birthday is in March, so he should be fifteen here, he is two years younger than Shen Pingge, and Shen Pingge is almost seventeen.This age does not affect reading, it is not important, just talk about it.