bear prince in spring

What Chang Mingluo said just now was neither the title of the book nor the wine. Although it sounds full of secondary sense, it is not a nirvana in anime.

Lan Kun thought, in fact, I was young too, and I knew a little bit about "Guns and Roses".But he didn't speak.

Zhu Mo kindly explained, "It's the name of the band."

Lan Kun stared at his face, nodded mechanically with a blank head.

Although he doesn't write on his face that I'm rich like the rich second generation on TV, Chang Mingluo still does things that a young master from a rich family would do, such as booking a whole swimming pool for a friend. museum.

The few boys present in the swimming pool are all members of the band of "War Rose", and they have been standing at the other side of the swimming pool curiously looking here since just now.They chatted for a while, and a long-haired boy swam over like a fish. After getting out of the water, he lay on the edge of the pool, blinking his wet eyes like a newborn deer, and handed him a rose whose petals were dripping with water.

"For me?" Lan Kun took it with a little surprise.

"I'm Caius. Would you mind sleeping with someone you're meeting for the first time, sir?" said the boy.

Lan Kun choked on his own saliva, and turned to look at Zhu Mo in shock.

Zhu Mo didn't quite know what he had misunderstood, so he could only spread his hands and explain, "He will want to try it out with everyone he likes."

For some reason, Lan Kun remembered his shocked expression when he introduced to Zhu Mo that he had an ex-boyfriend, contacted his friend's current performance, and was shocked by him again after knowing it—he had misunderstood him at the time. Do you mean to mess with him?

Probably because he reacted too much and his face was too difficult. The boy with obvious Asian features stood in the swimming pool and put his waist in an unpleasant manner. "What I said is scary? Or are you a too conservative person?"

No.Lan Kun thought, I don't think I'm very conservative, but I don't want to sleep with someone I just met.

The rest of the people also came over one after another, and greeted Lan Kun and the others one by one. They were all tall, handsome, and well-built boys. They were standing by the pool in swimsuits. They were very unfriendly to Lan Kun, a gay guy... ...as it should have been.

Lan Kun secretly looked at Zhu Mo who was sitting next to him and joking with his friends.The rest of the people more or less had holes in their bodies, dyed their hair, tattooed their bodies, and scribbled on their bodies, but Zhu Mo's body was clean. He said it was because he was afraid of pain and itching.His hair has been soaked in water, and he is lying on his head in a docile manner, covering his eyes a little. When he is not moving, he actually looks quite obedient.

After more than a week, people can't see much change, but Lan Kun still feels that Zhu Mo's spirit seems to be better, probably because he doesn't have to rush to work, and his sleep is guaranteed.Lan Kun felt a little sour in his heart and thought, this is very good.

"Who is this?" they asked.

Zhu Mo replied, "My landlord."

After making a phone call, Chang Mingluo came to ask them to go out for dinner, and sent them to the concert hall in the evening.

"How about kaiseki?" the long-haired boy - Caius - suggested.

"It's not good." A boy with a serious expression answered, "I can't get enough of that kind of food."

Lan Kun's clothes were wet and he couldn't wear them anymore, so he put on Zhu Mo's shirt, which was very long and had to be tucked into his trousers.A boy who was always smiling borrowed his belt and hairpins to hold his undersized pants.

"...Why do you have to grow so big?"

Zhu Mo was also very helpless, "Sorry, I didn't take other clothes."

They should have eaten something, anyway, Lan Kun didn't taste good after a meal.Zhu Mo was a little worried, and checked again whether he was a picky eater.Several other people on the table were in some pain: the things that Lan Kun and Chang Mingluo didn't eat together almost filled up the entire human diet.The ghost knows how Zhu Mo took everyone's taste into consideration.

Zhu Mo pulled his wrist and walked forward, Lan Kun felt that his heart was beating too fast.Fortunately, the music in the rehearsal venue was loud enough to drown out the deafening heartbeat.

The long-haired boy is the lead singer of the band, with a strand of hair dyed on his forehead, his eyes are blurred under the spotlight, his costume is half-shouldered, charming and wanton; his voice range is very wide, and the soaring high notes reverberate throughout the venue, with a transparent tone.The bassist controlled the rhythm with a straight face, standing on both sides of the stage with the guitarist with a naturally smiling lip seemed to be two extremes.The keyboard player is a boy who looks a bit dull, startled like a little rabbit, but has a good sense of rhythm.

Zhu Mo put Lan Kun in the special seat, sat behind the drum set with long legs, and put on the earphones.From certain angles, his position will be hidden behind the curtain, but fortunately, Lan Kun can just see him here.The drumstick swung around in his hand as if he was being handsome, "Clang!" It hit the cymbal with a sound.

Some people say that the first thing every jazz drummer should do is to be self-confident, and Zhu Mo actually has a bit of it.Once you enter the rhythm, everything around you has nothing to do with you, and your body sways with the rhythm of the hi-hat and kick drum.The drum heads vibrate with the cymbals, and his man sits behind the drum and controls all the rhythms.Lan Kun likes his appearance, wanton and flamboyantly beautiful.

Chang Mingluo didn't know when he walked up behind him and said, "It looks good!"

Zhu Mo was startled by him, and asked with staring eyes, "When did you come here!"

"It's been here all the time." Chang Mingluo shrugged indifferently, leaned on the back of the chair and jumped to the position next to Lan Kun in the front row, pulled out the straw of his drink and took a sip.

"I saw you looking half-dead on the road yesterday, and I thought you might feel better seeing Zhu Mo."

Lan Kun's mouth was bitter, and he didn't know where to refute him.

"But it's not for you." Chang Mingluo looked at the stage, and said without emotion before Lan Kun spoke, "I don't want Zhu Mo to be unhappy in the future."

Chang Mingluo is three years younger than Zhu Mo, and the two of them can barely be regarded as bamboo horses and green plums.

"I don't know his parents." Chang Mingluo said, "Their bankruptcy was a big deal, and they disappeared after the media exposed it. Grandpa saw that Zhu Mo had taken him in, and when he brought him to me, he was covered in bruises. There was no complete injury, and the whole person was dark and thin, and I still remember that look."

Lan Kun felt that he had a little impression of what he said, but then it seemed that something happened to the Chang family, and the media immediately diverted their attention. The heat of this matter did not last long at the time.

Lan Kun felt that he had nothing to say, Chang Mingluo didn't need comfort, and he couldn't sympathize with him.He remembered the large wave board lollipop in his bag, so he asked Chang Mingluo, "Candy?"

"How long have you kept it in the bag, it's starting to melt." Chang Mingluo took it with some disgust, and tore off the wrapping paper. "Shall I keep half of it for you?"