live up to the morning light

Are you too excited?

Tomorrow morning was a little distressed—fortunately, I had the foresight to change into a pair of loose pajama pants before going into the bathroom, which somewhat played a visual deceptive effect, otherwise, no matter how slow Hiromitsu was, he probably wouldn't be able to get away with it...

…Speaking of dullness, Mingchen was amazed by the degree of Hongguang’s dullness. He didn’t know whether he should sigh, “Am I covering it up really well?” or should I sigh, “I didn’t even notice this? The nerves have to go around the earth’s equator three times. Halfway"—but in fact, he knew that Hiromitsu was not a dull person.On the contrary, when it comes to important and caring things, Hiromitsu's sensitivity is like a wild beast in the jungle.

However, Hongguang is a "single-threaded creature" and can pay attention to few things.Only handle one important task at a time.

The reason why I never found out is because Hongguang didn't care about this aspect, and he didn't think in this direction...

...This straight-line way of thinking is really... I don't know whether to be grateful or sad...

Mingchen caressed Hongguang's injured back, with mixed feelings in his heart - after all, he caused the incident, and Hongguang was injured to protect him. At this time, he still has to slander Hongguang...he will not bear it .

However...but...

...Mingchen knew very early on that if she was divided by sexual orientation, she was a minority group in society.The road ahead will certainly not be easy.But he has read a lot of books, he is very clear-headed, and he has never felt inferior or melancholy because of his "specialness"—even when he was teased and bullied by Chang Jian and the others.

But at this time, he thought sincerely: If only I were a straight man.It would be great if we could simply be friends with Hiromitsu.

"What's the matter?" Hong Guang noticed his strangeness, turned around and asked - looking carefully, he was suddenly startled, "Why is the tip of the nose red? Are you crying?"

Mingchen was in a state of confusion, so he could only use the most reasonable excuse to get over it: "Come and see for yourself, what's going on behind the back, it's like opening a dyeing workshop..."

"Hey, I thought something was wrong," Hongguang raised his uninjured hand to hold Mingchen's face—his hand was big, and Mingchen's face was small, half of his face was covered, and he wiped it off. Yishui said, "It looks ugly, but it doesn't actually hurt - didn't the doctor say it's all right?" He stood up while leaning on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes and looked in the mirror, "I think it's okay, and it doesn't hurt." Isn't it ugly - like a world map."

Mingchen hurriedly pushed him back on the chair: "Whose map is like this."

"It's really similar. You see, there are latitude and longitude lines." Hong Guang was proud - it was a scar left by an unknown device.

Ming Chen was confused by him and didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh: "Be more honest!"

He grabbed the bath towel and quickly wiped him dry like a dog—pretending to be ferocious, his movements looked large and swift, but in fact he carefully avoided all the wounds, so gentle It's like wiping a milk dog all the time - after a few wipes, he picks up Hong Guang and pushes him out of the bathroom.

Hongguang was stuck on the bathroom door, refusing to let him close it.

Mingchen remembered Hongguang's injury, and dared not really argue, so he could only ask, "What's the matter?"

"Hmm..." Hongguang tilted his head, "I'm really fine."

"Oh."

"The purpose of the fight is to prevent them from making you cry." Hong Guang said, "If I make you cry instead, the stick will be for nothing."

——Hongguang said this when he "encountered" with Chang Jian and the others last time.Mingchen knew he was serious.

I can only say "um" in a low voice: "You are going out soon, I still have to wash - the lights will be turned off in a while."

As soon as the door was closed, Ming Chen slid and sat on the ground leaning against the door panel.

That's when I felt the pain between my legs.

How could it be so...

...He thought of Hongguang's shining eyes, of Hongguang's strong and powerful muscles like wild animals, of the smile always hanging on the corners of Hongguang's lips, and of the heat that touched his skin when he was lying in bed...

Mingchen suddenly turned on the shower to the maximum, grabbed a piece of clothes that Hongguang had changed and put it in front of the tip of his nose, quickly opened the pajama pants with the other hand and touched it...