live up to the morning light

The two of them live in a dormitory, and the bathroom is in the room.

Hongguang hurt his leg, and it was not convenient to stand.The wound didn't dare to touch the water directly, so I could only wipe it with a towel dipped in water.In the morning, I brought a chair in, let Hongguang sit, took off his coat, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, heated up the water, twisted the towel, and first helped Hongguang wipe his hands and face—only then did he find that there was a lot of blood on the side of Hongguang's finger bones and cheeks. There were also minor wounds, and the circles of his eyes became red again when he pouted.

Hong Guang hurriedly teased him: "I fight with people just to keep you from being made to cry. If it makes you cry instead, it's not worth it."

Mingchen gave a low "hmm".

Hong Guang saw that his eyes were red like a little rabbit, he was holding back pitifully, and couldn't bear it, so he reached out and rubbed his hair: "But you can cry if you want to. It's okay to cry a little bit."

Mingchen wrinkled his nose, and bared his teeth violently at Hongguang: "I'm not crying."

He twisted another towel around his back to wipe Hiroko's back.

Hong Guang has broad shoulders and a wide back. In the dim light, he is stained with a little water color. Highlights and shadows alternately rise and fall, vaguely outlining the dormant muscles under the tight skin—sitting motionless like this, one can still feel the tension in his body. It contains a strong sense of presence and power, like a bust of a bronze sculpture made by Rodin.

Tomorrow morning, my mouth will be dry.

Want to touch but dare not.

I only dare to feel the strength and heat of Hongguang's body through the towel...

He is very careful.

But the space in the bathroom is small, and Hongguang is big, coming and going, it is inevitable that the two people will have various skin contact.Hongguang didn't care, he didn't care about it carelessly, but Mingchen always moved away quickly as soon as he touched it, once touched, his face turned red, and after a while, his little face turned red like a ripe tomato.

Hong Guang was quite surprised when he saw it: "Hey, why is your face so red?"

Mingchen hurriedly turned her head away, not daring to look at him: "It's hot in the bathroom, it's smoky."

——At this time, Mingchen had already helped Hongguang clean his upper body, and was carefully soaking the remains of pants stuck to Hongguang's wound with water, tearing them off bit by bit. Hongguang gritted his teeth and endured the pain, so he didn't pay much attention.

After a while, the whole trousers came off.Just as he breathed a sigh of relief in the morning and put his outer pants in the laundry basket, he realized that Hongguang's second brother was already half up. Hongguang was originally rich in capital. small bag.

Mingchen let out an "hey", Xiaotiao took a step back, his face was as hot as a fire.

Hongguang still tilted his head, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to endure the pain. He came back to his senses after hearing Mingchen's call, looked down, and said "hey", scratched his head and stuck out his tongue: "Sorry, sorry, man... ...As soon as the fight starts..."

"I understand, I understand," Ming Chen hurriedly said, "Yes, some sports competitions, athletes also..." The tips of his ears were red, and he bit his tongue twice with one sentence.

"Yeah, that's it..." Hong Guang was also a little embarrassed, "So, that..."

"Ah, then I'll go out first..." Mingchen hurriedly stuffed the towel back to Hongguang, opened the bathroom door a small crack, slipped out with a "swish", and closed the door with a "bang".

But he didn't want to go far.

Leaning against the door, he squatted down slowly.

Not long after, Hongguang's unique rough panting sound came from the bathroom through the door.

Mingchen heard the sound, blushed, bit the back of his left hand, and put his right hand into his pants...

After this day, the relationship between Hongguang and Mingchen became a little closer—Hongguang was worried about Mingchen, fearing that he would be bullied by Chang Jian if he didn’t pay attention; thoughts.

Mingchen is born to bend.

When I first fell in love in junior high school, my first crush was a senior with a gentle personality who was kind to everyone.

He was keenly aware that this was different from ordinary people.Hidden in my heart did not dare to say.One time when he was distracted, he unknowingly wrote the name of the senior on the draft paper, and was found by his deskmate, who asked him why he wrote the name of the senior—he hurriedly replied "becoming a competitor" before dealing with it, scaring him. Breaking out in a cold sweat, that little bit of caution disappeared immediately...

His family is poor.Yinghua is an outlier.Looks good with everyone.In fact, he is indifferent to everyone.

Hongguang was the first person to stand up for him, the first person to protect him like this, the first person to help him enthusiastically without asking for anything in return, and even took care of his self-esteem.

Strong and gentle.

It's so hard not to be tempted.

It's just that although he is very moved, Mingchen doesn't want to talk about it - he knows how difficult this road is.In fact, looking at Chang Jian and then looking at himself, I think that such a person may be born with some problems.

Hongguang looks so straight, he should walk in the sunshine, marry a gentle, kind and beautiful wife, and have a litter of lovely children.

He was reluctant to drag Hong Guang into the shadows.

Mingchen thinks so rationally.

emotionally...

... Hongguang is so considerate and caring, and many times he has nowhere to hide and is at a loss.

At that time, it was the end of the first semester. At the end of December, the cold front hit, and it suddenly turned cold, and it snowed for no reason.

Hongguang saw that the weather was not right, and immediately asked the nanny to bring thick clothes and quilts, a huge bag.Put it in the reception room.After class, I rushed to get it myself, and carried it back to the dormitory and spread it on the bed to rectify.

Tomorrow morning, no one will send him clothes or quilts. Originally, he planned to wear all the clothes he could wear on his body as in previous years to deal with the past, but this year he became a roommate of Hongguang, and he was quite "casual" to buy There are a few new clothes, and I didn't plan which ones to wear inside and which ones to wear.

While hesitating, a large and thick down jacket was pulled down to cover his head and face: "Here, wear it."

Mingchen rescued herself from the clothes: "No need, I..."

"What? Don't you think it's old?" Hong Guang said intentionally, "It's getting faster these days, let's make do with it, and I'll take you out to buy new ones when I'm free."

"You know that's not what I meant." Mingchen protested.

"Then don't be polite to me, which one of us should be with whom?" Hong Guang grinned at him, "You will be a teacher for a day and a father for the rest of your life!"

Mingchen had no choice but to put it on obediently—it was Hongguang's old clothes, which had been properly washed and dried, but Mingchen always felt that there was still a subtle smell of Hongguang, and she put the cuffs next to her nose to sniff secretly. Listening to Hong Guang's stumble, he said anxiously: "Hey, these people always do things in a muddle when you tell them."

Mingchen was washing his face, and poked his head out of the bathroom: "What's wrong?"

"Tell them to bring you an extra one, but they wrapped one for me. It's too late to get it now." Hong Guang frowned.

Mingchen hurriedly said: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of the cold, just take the coat and press it down." Like a penguin, she shook the overlong sleeves of the big coat.

Hong Guang just frowned and didn't speak.

As a result, that night, when he came out of the shower in the morning, he suddenly found that Hongguang had changed the furniture arrangement of the dormitory: the two beds were put together.There were three quilts for the two of them, one of which was used as a quilt under the body, so that the two beds were stacked together, forming a cluster of quilts that looked very warm.

You can see what Hongguang is up to.