Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

Qiuren had a dream. In the dream, he was holding the hand of a young boy and walking slowly along a road covered with little yellow duck dolls.

I'll carry you on my back.

Qiuren couldn't bear to see his exhausted appearance, so he bent down to motion for him to come up.

The boy shook his head in refusal.

I can go.

The immature little hand tightly held Qiu Ren's right hand, and the steps under his feet were stubborn and persistent.

Where are we going?

Qiuren walked aimlessly under his guidance, and they were the only two pedestrians on the endless little yellow duck road.

The boy didn't speak, just took his hand and walked forward step by step.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he finally stopped.

Arrived.

He said.

Qiuren raised his head and looked around the surrounding environment. They seemed to have come to a rose manor. There were all kinds of delicate roses growing on the emerald green thorny vines. A group of little yellow ducks in formal dresses stood neatly on both sides of the road. , seems to be welcoming the arrival of the two.

where is this?

Qiuren lowered his head and asked the boy beside him, and found that the boy had changed into a small white suit at some point, and there was a big red rose pinned to his heart.

our wedding.

There was a trace of warmth in the boy's indifferent eyes.

Qiu Ren was stunned for a moment, he looked down at the black suit he had put on at some point, feeling something was wrong.

At this time, a little yellow duck wearing a priest's robe and a pair of glasses on its beak suddenly appeared next to the two of them.

It stretched out its wings and pushed the mirror frame on the duck's beak. It quacked and quacked, but finally a human language suddenly appeared.

Now the groom can kiss the groom.

Wait, is there something wrong?

Before Qiuren could react, the seven-year-old suddenly jumped up and put his arms around his neck.

hug me.

The seven-year-old child looked at him expressionlessly and said.

Qiu Ren always felt that something was wrong, but he still hugged this small body as he wanted.

A soft object instantly covered his lips, and Qiu's heart suddenly thumped.

Open your mouth.

The previously immature child's voice suddenly became deep and hoarse, with a hint of ambiguity and temptation, and the body hugged in his arms became taller than him at some point. Qiuren opened his eyes wide and saw a pair of overflowing eyes. The strange-colored eyes full of affection.

……

When Qiuren woke up, his body was tightly imprisoned in his arms and he couldn't move. There was a vague fragrance of roses lingering in his nose. He just woke up and hadn't fully regained consciousness. He thought he was still dreaming. Feeling vaguely that there was something hard behind him, he unconsciously struggled a few times.

"Well."

A muffled hum suddenly sounded in the empty room, the sound was not loud, but Qiu Ren, who was in a half-dream and half-awake state, was completely awake. At this time, he realized that he was not dreaming, and the true identity of the thing that was behind him.

"what time is it?"

The other person on the bed asked in a hoarse voice with his eyes blindfolded.

"Twelve past four."

Qiu Ren replied dryly with a stiff body.

"Well, sleep a little longer."

The young man muttered something softly, turned over and went back to sleep.

Without the breathless restraint, Qiu Ren felt a lot more relaxed. He turned his head to look at the sleeping position of the young man curled up beside him, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

The way he sleeps has not changed a bit since he was a child.

A wave of drowsiness hit him, Qiu Ren yawned, thinking it was still early, he closed his eyes and prepared to go back to sleep.

This time he seemed to have another dream.

Something soft pried open his teeth, rampaging unscrupulously in his mouth, the stiff tongue was forced to intertwine with it, and the sound of saliva that made people blush and heartbeat filled the ears.

Qiuren's inner temperament has always been cold, and even the agitation of puberty comes later than ordinary people. In the past 18 years, he has never had such a dream with some kind of hint. In all kinds of medical knowledge, I don't feel embarrassed about this dream I had, but I just feel that this dream seems a bit too real.

Qiuren remembers that he saw a survey report on the Internet before, which said that 70.00% of adolescent boys could not clearly see the appearance of the person they dreamed of for the first time, and did not know the real identity of the other person. .

Qiu Ren narrowed his eyes from sleepiness, and his vision seemed to be covered with a thin layer of white gauze, making it blurry.Qiu Ren blinked his eyes, his mind went blank, he could feel that the other party seemed to be biting his neck, and the vague and heavy breathing could not disappear in his ears.

The red and white hair flashed in sight, and Qiu Ren's body froze suddenly, and he woke up suddenly.

"woke up?"

Hong just left a small red mark on his neck, and there were several similar red marks beside it. On the neck that was too white, those red marks were particularly prominent and ambiguous.

Qiu Ren opened his eyes and looked at the blurred figure in his vision. After murmuring for a long time, he didn't know what to say, and finally he just said lightly, "Good morning."

"Good morning."

Hong's gaze stayed on his rosy and slightly swollen lips for a moment, and the look in his eyes was dim.

Qiuren didn't notice his eyes, reached out to take the glasses at the side and put them on, and buttoned the collar that had been torn off calmly.

"I'm going to cook, do you want to eat anything?"

"..."

Hong stared at him for a while, and then slowly made a sound after a while.

"Soba noodles, not hot."

Qiu Ren nodded and walked towards the bathroom.

Through the mirror on the sink, he could clearly see the ambiguous red marks on his neck.

Hong's family definitely doesn't have foundation or something to conceal blemishes, and it's summer again, and he can't wear a high-necked dress to go out.

It seems that today he is destined to stay at home and not go anywhere.

Qiuren sighed, squeezing toothpaste onto his toothbrush.

……

"I rest today."

Halfway through breakfast, the young man opposite suddenly made a sound.

Qiuren put down the half-eaten sandwich and looked up at him inexplicably.

"I'm going out to do some shopping."

"Materials for repairing the door?"

Qiuren thought of the big hole in the partition of his room on the second floor, and casually mentioned something.

"That door can't be repaired well, and so is the room. If you live in it, it will collapse."

Hong put down the chopsticks in his hand, and lightly decided the fate of the room on the second floor after that.

Qiuren decided to keep silent.

"Do you have anything to buy?"

The person on the other side continued to ask.

Qiu Ren chewed the food in his mouth slowly, and shook his head after thinking for a moment.

He didn't seem to have anything to buy, but after swallowing the food in his mouth, he still spoke.

"Bring me some freesia seeds."

During the hospitalization period, every time Hong came to visit him, no matter how tight the time was, he would bring a bunch of freesias with him. Now that he was discharged from the hospital, he actually missed those small and plain flowers.

"I don't know freesia seeds."

Qiu Ren was just about to say that if you don't know, you can ask the owner of the flower shop, when the young man across from him added something later.

"You go out with me."

Qiu Ren: ...

He didn't want to walk around outside with a scar on his neck.