give me with you

There was no one around the sink, so Sheng Yu turned on the faucet, washed his hands carefully, and splashed some water on his face, which slightly calmed his restless mood.

Sheng Yu's eyebrows are very thick, and when the tails of his eyes are raised and stared at people, it will make people feel inaccessible. At this moment, there are still drops of water on his eyelashes, so he can only squint his eyes slightly, and the wet hair on his forehead Being pushed back casually by him, there was an astonishing sense of beauty for a moment.

Those eyes became brighter through the water drops, Lin Yumian swallowed unconsciously, and passed the tissue in his hand.

Sheng Yu raised his eyelids, and the drops of water on his eyelashes fell, feeling a little cold in vain, and then he turned and left.

"Brother," Lin Yumian stepped forward and grabbed Sheng Yu's wrist, but the damp temperature disappeared after a while.

But Sheng Yu stopped.

"Wipe it off." Lin Yumian said, "Otherwise you'll catch a cold."

Gradually entering autumn, the temperature dropped a lot after a rain, and even the temperature of the wind dropped a lot.

The two of them together were the center of the topic, and many students around stopped to watch the excitement. Lin Yumian frowned when he saw Sheng Yu, and knew that he had caused trouble to Sheng Yu again, so he watched Sheng Yu leave. Did you go forward.

"Give it to me, I'm afraid of catching a cold." Zhou Mufan's voice came from behind, and he stepped forward to take the tissue from Lin Yumian and dried his hands.

"Why this expression? Why don't you just use your tissue." Zhou Mufan saw his face shrugged, and wanted to pinch his face, and he did.

Lin Yumian slapped his hand off. Although they were about the same age, Zhou Mufan always treated him as a child, but he never felt that Zhou Mufan was like an older brother.

"Let's go, go back to class."

After returning to the classroom, he felt that several eyes fell on him. Lin Yumian returned to his seat and sat down. After a while, he realized that someone was pulling his clothes from behind.

Turning around, I saw Chenyu handing over a wet tissue.

"what happened?"

Chen Yu said, "Wipe your face."

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Chen Yu directly handed over a small mirror, and Lin Yumian saw a clear yellow mark on his face.

......

Zhou Mufan didn't wash his hands at all!

"Thank you." Lin Yumian took the tissue and wiped his face in front of the mirror, but met Qin An's gaze in the mirror, a little inquiring, but obviously disgusted more directly.

Lin Yumian didn't know why Qin An hated him, he seemed to know Zhou Mufan, but he didn't like Qin An either, that's probably why Qin An hated him.

When it was time to leave school, Lin Yumian followed Sheng Yu out of the classroom as usual, watching him walk with Fang Ke and the others as before, but now there was an extra Qin An, and the three of them stopped at the school gate , Lin Yumian saw a boy wearing a black T-shirt approaching Sheng Yu. The man had short hair that was close to the scalp and had an X cut out on the right side. He also wore an earring on his ear and a pair of ripped jeans. It barely covers the legs.

Not a nice guy.

That person seemed to be Qin An's friend, and he looked quite familiar. After saying a few words, they walked out together.

Lin Yumian still remembered the last time Sheng Yu drank with Qin An and the others, and always felt that these people were not good people and would spoil his brother, so he raised his legs and wanted to follow.

"Where are you going? Not going home?"

Lin Yumian turned back to Zhou Mufan and said, "If you're not going anywhere, go around."

Zhou Mufan saw the dazzling back of the students walking away at a glance, "Looking for your brother? Has your brother ignored you?"

Lin Yumian sighed, it was obvious that Sheng Yu didn't want to talk to him, even Zhou Mufan came to tease him.

"Where are you going?" Lin Yumian saw that Zhou Mufan was not carrying a schoolbag, but was carrying a white box with various paints stuck on it, "Going to paint?"

Zhou Mufan nodded: "Yes, do you want to come together? Didn't you say that the cake somewhere is delicious, and I treat you to it."

After Zhou Mufan finished painting the walls of the zoo, he took over the work of a coffee shop, which is not far from their school, but only one kilometer away.

The boss is a long-haired man in his 30s. He wears a white shirt and an apron when he mixes coffee, and he always looks a bit refined and bookish, but this is not against the norm in a coffee shop, because most of the space in the shop is occupied by a huge bookshelf. , filled with books.

When Lin Yumian went there for the first time, he thought it was a bookstore.

The boss would bake some cakes when he was free, and Lin Yumian liked it after eating it once.

Sheng Yu had already disappeared, Lin Yumian thought about it and followed Zhou Mufan to the coffee shop. He still wanted to ask Zhou Mufan something else.

"Are you familiar with that Qin An?" Lin Yumian wanted to help him lift the box, but Zhou Mufan dodged it.

Zhou Mufan paused for a moment and replied, "Not familiar."

"It's just in the same art school, I've met a few times."

Looking at Zhou Mufan's calm expression, Lin Yumian always felt that the two of them didn't seem to have just met a few times. When they were playing basketball, they were obviously tit-for-tat, but Zhou Mufan didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask in detail.

"He also learns to draw?"

Zhou Mufan shook his head, and seemed to suddenly think of something funny, and unconsciously bent his lips, "Learning music."

"Why do you keep asking him? Aren't you in the same class?" Zhou Mufan blinked. He has single eyelids and a high nose bridge. When he is expressionless, he will feel a little casually alienated, like a puppet without a soul.

This slightly playful movement is extraordinarily vivid in his doing.

With Sheng Yu's beauty in front of her, Lin Yumian was unmoved, "It's nothing, just ask."

Zhou Mufan smiled and rubbed his head, "Leave him alone, I'll take you to eat delicious food."

"it is good."

There was no one in the coffee shop. Zhou Mufan took out the key from behind the small wooden sign at the door with ease, walked in the door, and the air was full of the smell of paint. Lin Yumian wrinkled his nose and waved: "Boss Mu is not here, who Bake me a cake."

Zhou Mufan smiled: "Don't you want to learn to paint? Come and help me, starting with mixing paint."

Lin Yumian: "Didn't you say to take me to eat delicious food? Who will help you mix the paint."

Even though he said so, Lin Yumian walked obediently to the paint box. He really wanted to learn to paint. Before Lin Xiao was sick, he watched her draw some design drafts, although he had nothing to do with fashion design. Interested, but if he can help Lin Xiao now, he is still willing to learn.

"Here, here you are." Zhou Mufan took out a sketchpad and a copying album from the backpack in the corner, "Start with the line draft first, and look at the basic proportions of the human body."

Just as Lin Yumian put down the paint shovel, Zhou Mufan took his hand back, "I'll teach you after I'm done, this book is precious."

Lin Yumian rolled his eyes and dug out the dirty part of the paint. Zhou Mufan's heart was bleeding when he saw the wasted paint.

I picked up the drawing board and told him the basics, and then started to paint the wall paintings, letting him ponder in front of the book.

Lin Yumian walked to the side of the small sofa and sat down, and saw a black cloth bag on the back of the sofa, which looked a bit like a guitar, he leaned over and took a look, and it was indeed a guitar, "Is this Boss Mu's guitar? "

Zhou Mufan didn't look back: "Well, Boss Mu is actually a rock band guitarist."

This made Lin Yumian a little surprised. Boss Mu's temperament is not like a guitarist playing rock music. He is more acceptable to say that he is a university professor who teaches and educates people.

"There will be a live performance in a few days, do you want to go and see it?"

Most of the rock music that Lin Yumian had heard came from Sheng Yu's room occasionally. He only knew that the sound was loud, but he didn't remember the melody. It shouldn't be too bad for Sheng Yu to like it. Then I had some thoughts, "When?"

"Well, I'll call you then."

Lin Yumian nodded, and remembered that Zhou Mufan couldn't see him nodding at the moment, so he responded, "Yes."

The two were not talking, each focused on doing their own things without disturbing each other.

Time passed quickly, and the night outside was getting darker. It was not until Lin Yumian protested that he remembered that it was time to go home. He glanced at Zhou Mufan who was still painting, and knew that he had to paint for a while, so he called Say hello and go home.

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Lin Yumian was woken up by the pattering rain outside the arena. He squinted to see that the sky was still dark outside, and his hazy vision fell on a haze-like grayish blue outside the window. The raindrops fell on the glass and drew lines. Shiny thread.

Closing his eyes, he returned to the darkness again, like the big black umbrella above his head in his memory, Sheng Yu seemed to be beside him, and the faint scent of lemon lingered at the tip of his nose, he sniffed, but he always felt less Got some taste.

The sound of the rain gradually faded away, only the sound of cloth rubbing against the ear was amplified by the footsteps, the cold wind mixed with the humidity only the people around him were warm, that warmth was enough to warm him up, he reached out to touch but only touched To a piece of ice cold.

Lin Yumian opened his eyes suddenly, the gray-blue water in front of him was still there, but he didn't have an umbrella over his head.

When I got up, I realized that he was hard and scorching from the waist down.

It is not without Chen Bo, and things that made him more shy than this happened, but this meeting was not in a dream, and it was the first time that Sheng Yu had a reaction when he was in a daze.

Just walking together under an umbrella, Lin Yumian felt like a pervert.

But the gap between the legs still showed no signs of diminishing, and the swelling was extremely uncomfortable. He carefully stretched out his hand to hold it, his heart itching unbearably, imagining that Sheng Yu was beside him, but the lemon scent in his breath made him even more dissatisfied.

Lin Yumian bit her lip and stretched out her hand under the pillow to take out her phone, and opened the photo that had been hidden for a long time. On the small screen was a quiet face with her eyes closed. Lin Yumian described it with her eyes over and over again. They were deeply carved, his hands kept on breathing, and he wanted to drag that person to sink together, but in the end he had no choice but to kiss him lightly.

Finally he was released, and after the pleasure was over, there was a surge of shame. He knew how cold those eyes would be when he opened them, and he also knew that he was a pervert.

Lin Yumian clenched her phone tightly, and the darkness returned to her eyes.

Be perverted, just be perverted, as long as you don't let your brother know.

Don't let anyone know.

The author says:

Now the whole world knows.

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