sweet anthology

In the morning, Yan Ziqi drew the curtains tightly and turned off the alarm clock, so as not to wake up Su Ming, he walked out of the room with his slippers barefoot and closed the door behind him.

He sat on the sofa for a while, heard the chirping of birds outside the window, and frowned.

At nine o'clock, he started to cook porridge, put it in a thermos cup after cooking, left a note for Su Ming, and drew a cute little hamster.

At nine fifty, he put on his coat and went out.

xx is not far from the community, and it takes 10 minutes to walk there. Xing Qian hasn't come yet.

Sure enough, it was the same as before, Yan Ziqi sat in his seat and ordered a cup of hot drink, but Xing Qian still liked being late.

After a quarter of an hour, Xing Qian hurried over and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I overslept."

"It's okay." Yan Ziqi stood up and shook hands with him.The junior was wearing a gray windbreaker and looked much more mature than before.

Xing Qian sat down: "Have you ordered?"

"not yet."

"Then tell the waiter to bring the menu, I haven't even eaten breakfast."

After several years of going out, Xing Qian quickly became unfamiliar with this city. He looked at the menu several times, not knowing what to eat. Finally, it was Yan Ziqi who made the decision and ordered a few hot dishes.

"Senior is still the same as it was more than a year ago," Xing Qian sighed, "He has a good personality."

"No."

"What are you doing now, senior?"

"Being a photography teacher at X University."

"X is big!" Xing Qian was excited, "Senior, the person I like is also studying there!"

"Oh?" Yan Ziqi remained calm, "The one on the photo you put in the book?"

"Yes, the senior has met, and I have told the senior a lot about him."

Yan Ziqi took a sip of hot drink: "Yes."

"He is studying Chinese at x university, does the senior teach Chinese level 14?"

"No, I teach Chinese level 15." Seeing Xing Qian's expression darken, Yan Ziqi changed the subject, "But I've heard of him."

"heard about it?"

"Well, the girls in our class often mention him. He studies very hard. He was busy taking the postgraduate entrance examination before. It is said that he has gone on a trip these days."

"Travel? Alone?" Xing Qian asked.

"I don't know about that." Yan Ziqi opened the bowl and chopsticks, "Probably with her boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" Xing Qian became emotional, "Does he have a boyfriend?"

"I don't know if there is, anyway, people have been chasing them."

"Oh...it's okay, I still want to chase after it, and I won't give up any chance."

Yan Ziqi ate with his chopsticks: "It's up to you, let's eat first."

Before Yan Ziqi went home, he took a detour and went to a dessert shop to buy puffs.

He carefully recalled the words and deeds when he had dinner with Xing Qian just now, and confirmed that he should not have been exposed.

Su Ming praised Yan Ziqi for his gentleness, and Xing Qian praised Yan Ziqi for his good character, but in fact, he is just a big liar who steals love.

Yan Ziqi turned the corner, recalling the wrong start two years ago.

Two years ago, Yan Ziqi was studying in France and met his junior student Xing Qian.Living in a foreign country and both living in X City, the two quickly became confidants.

One winter afternoon, the two were studying in the library. Xing Qian accidentally dropped a photo when he was flipping through the book. Yan Ziqi picked it up from the ground and saw the smiling junior and someone with the letter V next to him.

Yan Ziqi handed him the photo.

"Thank you, senior. I didn't even notice it." Xing Qian thanked him and wiped the dust off the photo. "This is my deskmate in high school. His name is Su Ming."

Su Ming, this is the first time Yan Ziqi knows his name.

Xing Qian opened up the chatter box and couldn't help sharing a series of interesting stories in high school with Yan Ziqi.

Su Ming is so kind, so cute, and so warm...

Listening to it day after day, Yan Ziqi gradually became curious about this Su Ming. He had never had such strong emotions as Xing Qian, but he couldn't help but be infected, and even thought, why, I can't meet such a young man. Where is the sun?

The thought tormented him, reaching a peak after returning home.

In fact, he recognized Su Ming long before the invigilator. The official website of X University has a page for outstanding students. Yan Ziqi browsed it in his spare time, and Su Ming was on the list. There are a bunch of awards in the profile.

This person also smiled so warmly when he took the photo of the honor roll.

Yan Ziqi often wanders around the school with a DSLR in his spare time, and has run into Su Ming in the playground, library, and even the cafeteria.

To be precise, it was a chance encounter at first, and then it was Yan Ziqi's deliberate encounter.

How to say that sentence, every unexpected encounter is a secret effort by a certain party.

Yan Ziqi did his best.

Su Ming reads, basks in the sun, eats noodles, and stretches his chin. Many, many moments are all in Yan Ziqi's computer folder.

This folder on the D drive is called Little Sun.

Yan Ziqi opened the door and entered the room, and rushed to hug him.

"Are you back?" Su Ming smiled.

The guy in his arms was only wearing thin pajamas, but every inch of his skin was hot.

"Well, have you had the porridge?" Yan Ziqi hugged him back.

"Drink it, and I played a few games on your computer." Su Ming went to grab Yan Ziqi's hand and found a plastic bag in it, "What did you buy?"

"Dessert for you."

Su Ming opened it: "Puffs, I like them." He put the box on the coffee table, reached out and pulled Yan Ziqi's hand to cover his stomach: "Your hands are so cold."

"You can't put it on your stomach, you'll catch a cold." Yan Ziqi wanted to shrink back.

"Then I'll cover you with my hand." Su Ming fell into his arms, holding his hand tightly, his mouth almost grinning behind his ears.

"Why are you so happy?" Yan Ziqi couldn't help laughing as he was infected by him.

"It's just very happy." Su Ming raised his legs, "Why don't you invite your junior to come to your house?"

The note Yan Ziqi left in the morning said that he was inviting the students who had returned to China to dinner.

"Because you are at home."

"What's wrong with me at home, am I ashamed?" Su Ming was dissatisfied.

"Hey," Yan Ziqi sighed, "Who told me that I have no name or status, I'm afraid my junior will laugh at me."

Su Ming was silent for a while, got up and hooked his neck, and sat on his lap: "Who said you have no title."

Yan Ziqi stayed for a while before realizing it, and looked at him: "You agree to be my boyfriend?"

Su Ming's face slowly became hot: "Well...I used your computer to play games..."

"what happened?"

"Then..." Su Ming picked up a puff and stuffed it into Yan Ziqi's mouth, and said quickly, "I flipped through your hard drive, and I renamed the folder on the D drive to Boyfriend!"

After he finished speaking, he twisted his body to get down, Yan Ziqi restrained him, leaned forward and gave him a deep kiss.

"Well…"

The cream of the puffs was too sweet, and Su Ming felt a toothache, and his tongue hurt even more.

While kissing, Yan Ziqi reached into Su Ming's clothes and fumbled on the smooth back. He felt dissatisfied for a while, so he simply carried Su Ming into the room and laid him down on the bed.