i see your calling

The blue leather taxi drove through the intersection, the roadside shops were still lit, the mannequins in the clothing store, the decorations in the window of the bookstore, and the fake roses were also shining in the moonlight. The window was open, and he smelled the alcohol on Shen Pingge's body, like a silver bullet.

Shen Pingge was still talking to himself, the voice was not loud, the dim light from the street lamps fell, and all fell on the end of the eyelashes, Lian Yan could hardly move his eyes.

Probably forgot, Shen Pingge still held his hand and did not let go.

Lian Yan jumped for joy in her heart, and moved towards Shen Pingge without a trace, but Shen Pingge suddenly looked over and stared into his eyes.

"Why can't you talk?"

Lian Yan was stunned for a moment - Shen Pingge would never ask such a straightforward question on weekdays, before he could think about it, Shen Pingge continued.

"If you can't speak," Shen Pingge moved closer, breathing hotly on Lian Yan's cheeks, "you can't call me brother."

Lian Yan: "..."

"You kept a lot of things from me, didn't you?" Shen Pingge half-closed his eyes, and nonsensically started another topic.

Lian Yan's heart skipped a beat, she subconsciously avoided his gaze and shook her head.

"Don't shake your head all the time." Shen Pingge rubbed his hair, still smelling of alcohol in his breath, "If you don't want to say anything, you can sign with me, you can also type on your mobile phone, you have to let me know What are you thinking?"

Lian Yan glanced at the two hands clasped together, speechless.

"It's okay if you don't tell me now, but if you are bullied, tell me," Shen Pingge looked into his eyes, "Why are you so obedient? What if you are bullied?"

Lian Yan looked at him, couldn't help laughing, and nodded.This heart, like being melted by the moonlight, turned into mist on a summer night, and my eyes softened.

The taxi bypassed the leaves in June, the street lights were bright, the gray exhaust was steaming on the hot ground, the blue taxi quickly arrived at the destination, stopped, Shen Pingge let go of Lian Yan, and paid .

"Okay," he looked at Lian Yan, "we're going home."

·

Open the door, the hallway is dark in the villa, a bit of bright moonlight dimly circles up along the spiral staircase, the light suddenly lights up, illuminating the empty villa brightly.

He walked unsteadily, not in a straight line, and looked very lazy. Lian Yan was afraid that he would bump into something, but luckily nothing happened.

Shen Pingge didn't even want to take off his shoes, he stepped on his sneakers and walked up the stairs, Lian Yan followed behind him.

"I don't want to wash up anymore," Shen Pingge suddenly looked back at him, "You don't want to wash up either."

Lian Yan: "..." He had no choice but to nod.

Shen Pingge walked into the room, but he entered Lian Yan's bedroom. He didn't find anything wrong, went directly to the bed, lay down on it, opened his eyebrows comfortably, and looked at Lian Yan puzzled, "Why are you standing there? ?”

You sleep in my bed.

Where else can I sleep?

Shen Pingge waved to him: "Come here, Xiaoyan."

The word "Xiaoyan" accidentally coincided with that charming dream, making people blush for no reason, as if seeing that thin, flushed sea again, Lian Yan walked over and squatted obediently* *Son, on the side of the bed.

"I really like you," Shen Pingge reached out and touched Lianyan's cheek, saying indistinctly, "Xiaoyan."

Lian Yanan listened to him quietly.

Shen Pingge suddenly said: "You look really good-looking."

Lian Yan didn't think he was good-looking, he always felt that he was too feminine, his eyebrows were too soft, and he didn't like black pupils and a light mole under the corner of his eyes, Shen Pingge touched his eyebrows again .

"You need to be more confident if you look good," Shen Pingge smiled, looking drunk, "Don't be unhappy every day, just smile, I'll take you to play today, and you don't talk, I know you don't want to talk to them You are too close, but what will you do in the future? I can not accompany you on all occasions and arrange a seat for you. "

Lian Yan listened to him, and nodded after a while.

There seemed to be some difference—the darkness under the wet soil was drenched in the pattering rain, so spring came out for no reason. Lian Yan suddenly didn't want to wake up from this drunkenness. Shen Pingge rarely talked so much, and Get in touch with him—he is the spring he has seen for a long time. When he wakes up tomorrow, he will be with his friends. He has nothing but this short time alone.

Lian Yan stretched out her hand, clasped Shen Pingge's hand, rubbed it slowly, and said silently.

-then you don't leave.

- Just pretend I don't know anything, just pretend I need you.

The tremors in the chest seemed to overlap together. Under the warm yellow light, Shen Pingge half closed his eyes, probably because he was sleepy.He didn't care about Lian Yan's actions, nor did he see the young man's sincere and passionate love.

Silence always breeds something, Raphael or Satan.

Lian Yan thought, just this once.

He turned his head and touched Shen Pingge's fingertips with his lips, where he used to walk past his brows and eyes, wipe away his tears, or hug him, amidst the roar of thunder.

Feeling extremely satisfied in her heart, Lian Yan was reluctant to let go of him, and still clasped his hand, like a thief, trembling and nervous, slipping through his fingers, fingers clasped together.

Just this time.

Let him get closer to Shen Pingge.

He will confess to the gods or to the cross later, but now he just wants to obey desire.

Lian Yan slowly got closer to him, her eyelashes trembling, the smell of wine in Shen Pingge's breath, and the fragrance of soap on his body were all original sins.

Lian Yan looked at Shen Pingge, her chest rose and fell, she lowered her eyelashes, and gently kissed Shen Pingge's lips.

As soon as it was touched, Lian Yan felt that she was almost out of breath. He let go of Shen Pingge's hand and stood up awkwardly. He was afraid that Shen Pingge would suddenly open his eyes and look at him clearly and question him.

But Shen Pingge didn't, he was still asleep.

Lian Yan took a few deep breaths, but still couldn't calm down his emotions. Looking at Shen Pingge who was lying on his side, he suddenly felt a bit of resentment.

This nervousness and uneasiness are all his, Shen Pingge didn't get any points, he got everything for nothing, and Shen Pingge didn't know what he was feeling now.

He walked to the bed again, squatted down halfway, and looked at Shen Pingge.

Just look at me, okay?

Lian Yan couldn't speak, he was dumb, he couldn't explain what he meant, it was driving him crazy, he kept repeating in his heart.

I like you.

I like you so much.

look at me.

As if taking revenge, he kissed Shen Pingge's lips again, the soft touch, his delicate kisses seemed to be the last moment of tenderness.

Suddenly Shen Pingge snorted, disturbed, turned over, leaving only his back.

Lian Yan froze on the spot, the light poured down wetly, making her covered with sweat, he began to be afraid, not daring to offend again, clenched his hands, and pursed his lips tightly.

The minute hand reached 11, and the door closed softly, like the night had condensed into water, dripping into the lake in this world, blurred even with the scorching heat.

The author says:

Harm, because Lian Yan can't speak, so many places use psychological descriptions, which may seem gimmicky, but to sum it up in a vulgar way, it's just my heart skipping a beat!

Okay, sneak kiss!

In the next chapter, I will see if I can figure it out tomorrow. After all, my coding speed is too slow (poke hand

And I'm busy at the end of term recently, so...