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The one-day trip to the amusement park was really tiring. After eating with Liang Liang and Ouyang Jian at noon, the two of them played a lot of things in it. Zhou Yan, an old man, obviously couldn't bear it, so he lay down on the sofa when he got home He refused to move.

Han Yu kicked his feet, squeezed Zhou Yan's ankle and pushed the man's hanging leg back onto the sofa, "What do you want to eat? Takeaway or should I make it for you?"

"I want you to do it," Zhou Yan buried her face on the sofa pillow, muttering in a voice that sounded like a baby, Han Xi paused for a moment and then laughed, "Okay, then I'll go shopping for groceries."

"Don't," Zhou Yan turned over, and took Han Yu's hand when he was about to turn around and leave, "You are tired enough, so don't do it, let's order takeaway."

Han Yu sat down beside him, and said with some amusement, "I find you are very fickle, brother Yan."

"That's right," Zhou Yan propped up half of his body with his elbows, "For example, I liked you the last second, and I like you the same second this second."

I don't know if Zhou Yan's spring clothes are all loose like this. When he turned sideways, the collar of his clothes was pulled aside, revealing a large area of ​​skin and a handsome collarbone.

"Brother Yan," Han Yu felt as if a ball of fire was burning on his lower abdomen. It was so burning that he struggled to open his mouth, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. He said, "I searched for men before, how... that of."

Zhou Yan raised one eyebrow in surprise, looked at him curiously, and waited for Han Xi to continue.

"Won't it hurt?" Han Yu felt a little guilty. When Zhou Yan talked about this a few times before, he always fooled it, or pretended that he knew it well and didn't care, even if it was the last time he heard Zhou Yan play the piano. That time, he also stopped halfway—relying on Zhou Yan’s surviving reason and his subconscious resistance and fear.

Zhou Yan, who had never seriously talked about such things with Han Xie, seemed to be interested all of a sudden. He jumped up from the sofa, crossed his legs upright, and looked like he wanted to have a long talk .

"I don't know," Zhou Yan said frankly, "I've always been the top one, so... I don't know very well."

Damn... Han Yu thought he was going to make a long speech, and besides, who is the one above, maybe?

Han Yu's face turned red inch by inch, and Zhou Yan cheered up again when he saw this, and all the fatigue from just now was gone.

He raised his hand and gently stroked Han Yu's ear, it was light and itchy, like a feather, Han Yu turned his head away, and his neck was also red.

Zhou Yan's smile became worse and worse. He leaned half of his body and blew on Han Yu's ears. The moist and warm air was evenly sprayed on Han Yu's neck. Soon, the part of his skin that was as red as the sunset glow There was a layer of small bumps.

The restless Zhou Yan's hand continued to walk around his waist, then down, down...

"Enough," Han Yu gasped, "Brother Yan, I'm hungry." He pushed Zhou Yan's hand away, buried his face on the pillow, and lay down facing the sofa.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Yan's smile spread, "Are you reacting?"

Han Yu's face was blushing, "No...I didn't."

Zhou Yan looked at the folds of the clothes he had pulled out due to excessive force, and took a deep breath, he would have to wash his face with cold water later, he thought.

"I'm not kidding you, what do you want to eat?" Zhou Yan stood up, bending over a little, the pants she was wearing today were a bit hard, and it hurt to stand up.

Han Yu didn't speak, and turned his face away for a while, and after a few minutes, he was willing to look directly at Zhou Yan. He bit his lip and said, "I want to eat claypot rice."

When the takeaway was delivered, both Zhou Yan and Han Xi had watched most of the movie.

"Do you think the heroine has a good ending?" Zhou Yan skillfully opened the package, went to the kitchen to get the chopsticks and handed them to Han Yu, "The chopsticks outside are dirty, I'll iron them for you."

Han Xie took it with a smile, and suddenly remembered that he had invited Zhou Yan to eat Yangzhou fried rice, the same hot chopsticks, so it had been so long...

"I think it's pretty good," Han Xie helped Zhou Yan open the lid, and blew, "I have a happy family, although I missed my love."

"Live this life in an ordinary way," Han Xi said as he arranged all the takeaways on the table, and wiped the oil stains dripping on the coffee table with a paper towel.

"Love will depreciate. Who knows if she will become unhappy after marrying the male protagonist. I think it's wonderful to have someone who loves her and live a normal life."

Zhou Yan looked at Han Yu who said these words in surprise, rubbed Han Yu's head with his hands and said, "You think so much?"

"Just before, when I was driving long distances with Uncle Wang," Han Xie picked up a lump of rice wrapped in rich sauce and put it into his mouth. "It's boring in the car, and I can think about everything."

"Do you think your life will be like this in the future?" Zhou Yan held up the chopsticks, but did not start eating.

Han Yu thought for a while and said, "Well, I thought before that I might just find a random woman to marry in the future, and then have children, deal with a lot of messy things, or never get married for the rest of my life, and be at ease by myself."

Zhou Yan paused, and asked cautiously, "Did you think the same way after you met me?"

Han Yu's hand that was about to hold the water glass suddenly stopped there, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Yan.Zhou Yan's expression was a little nervous, and his fingers subconsciously separated and closed the chopsticks with his middle fingers.

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat suddenly.

"No," he shook his head sincerely, "I haven't thought about it that way since I met you."

"I want to say that in the future I thought, I was a piece of gibberish, without any value or meaning at all." Han Yu frowned and thought carefully, as if thinking about how to express exactly what she wanted to say. "Now that you appear, it's like this gibberish has a system and has become a program."

Zhou Yan put down his chopsticks and rubbed Han Yu's head, "Okay, stop talking, I know..."

Han Yu struggled to raise his head, but Zhou Yan just prevented him from seeing the smile on the corner of his mouth, "Eat, eat."

You should let me go when you eat, Han Yu thought helplessly.

Are you too insecure?Han Yu thought silently while eating the claypot rice, Zhou Yan's nervous look when he was asking just now made him feel a little distressed.

Love is the process of two sensitive and passionate hearts constantly understanding and deepening. Han Xie is afraid that he is not good enough, Zhou Yan is afraid that he will not be able to keep this stubborn boy, love wants to touch but withdraws his hand...

Zhou Yan is serious this time, even more serious than the time in college, Han Xie can feel it, no matter how outspoken he usually is, there is no way Han Xie can't detect the emotion hidden inside.

So, should we be more proactive in the future?

When Han Yu deliberately picked out the vegetables, he glanced at Zhou Yan quietly, and sure enough, Zhou Yan grabbed his wrist and pinched the vegetables back.

"You have to eat food, how many times have I told you?" Zhou Yan's hand was big, and when he held his wrist, it was loose, and the temperature between his fingers spread warmly, Han Yu nodded slightly in his heart .

You can't eat all the green vegetables in the future.Han Yu thought.

Sometimes, being needed can make a person feel more loved than taking the initiative to give.

Han Yu silently stuffed the vegetables into his mouth.

A young man's love is like flowing water, like grass blown by a spring breeze, hazy but true everywhere, cautious and extremely enthusiastic.

"I'm going back to school tomorrow," Zhou Yan said in a tone of regret or unhappiness, "There won't be a long vacation after this time..."

Han Xie collected all the packing boxes on the table, threw them into the big trash can, and took them out together when he went downstairs tomorrow.

"Why do you look forward to the holiday more than me as a student?" Han Yu joked, pretending to be serious and said: "This holiday is not over yet, so I'm thinking about when the next holiday will be, Zhou Yan, I see Are you here to study?"

"No," Zhou Yan pursed her lips, lowering her head as if admitting her mistake, but the next second she raised her head, it became bright sunshine, and with lightning speed, she slapped Han Yu horizontally and hugged her easily.

"I came to miss you!" Zhou Yan smiled and hugged him into the room. Han Yu let out a small exclamation, pretending to struggle, but in fact both hands were firmly around Zhou Yan's neck, not at all. Relax.

"It's still early," Zhou Yan put Han Yu on the bed, lifted his shirt, and threw it on the chair next to him.

"Shall I help you?" Zhou Yan knelt on one leg and got on the bed, buried his head, "Anyway, I have to go to school tomorrow."

The lights are beautiful and the night is just right.

The violent alarm woke Zhou Yan from his sleep. He rubbed his hair, quickly got up and turned off the alarm. Looking back, Han Yu who was under the blanket rolled over slightly and opened his eyes.

"Wake up?" Zhou Yan asked gently.

"There's no traffic jam on this road?" Zhou Yan yawned while holding the steering wheel, and Han Yu looked a little unbearable.

"It's only 06:30, why don't I drive?" Han Xie unbuckled his seat belt, intending to take over Zhou Yan's steering wheel.

"Don't, don't, don't," Zhou Yan quickly straightened up, "How bad is it to curse people early in the morning? Besides, I want to live to be more than 60 years old."

Han Xi burst out laughing, "I will get rid of this bad habit of cursing when I drive in the future."

Although it was still early and it was only dawn, bustling students had already gathered at the school gate, and when Han Xi arrived, there were already students on duty standing guard again.

"I'm leaving," Han Xie said, not wanting to make every parting so gross, as if they would never see each other again.

"Oh." Zhou Yan's mandibles tightened, he didn't look at Han Yu, he just stuffed the cakes and chocolates on the back seat into his hands, "If you have any, give them to your classmates and eat them yourself It's okay to finish."

Han Yu smiled, seeing that there was no one outside the car window, so she turned her head and pecked lightly at the corner of Zhou Yan's mouth.

Just when he was about to separate, the back of his head was supported by a strong force. Zhou Yan used this posture to deepen this shallow kiss.

"Take a good class and miss me well." After the kiss was over, Zhou Yan gasped and whispered softly into Han Yu's ear.

"Receive your homework, collect your homework!" The voices of the representatives of various subjects echoed in the classroom, and Han Xi was busy signing all the papers with his name, non-stop.

Gao Chonghong glanced at Han Yu's back, and quietly sent him a text message on his mobile phone under the table - just tonight, I lured him out.

After sending it out, he let out a breath, the ills accumulated in the past few days seemed to have disappeared, Gao Chonghong smiled.

The author has something to say: Finished, the one surnamed Gao started to dance again...

Believe me, he won't be able to skip a few chapters!

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