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Rain, rain, fog, drizzle, fog again, rain again.There is always endless rain in London, lingering fog, gray stone brick streets, like a mysterious girl covered with a veil.

Even on the day of New Year's Eve, it was drizzling, and the streets were full of countdown crowds. On five, four, three, two, before counting to one, some couples couldn't wait to bite their mouths and suck their tongues.

Han Yesen habitually pulled his ponytail, and only after touching it with his hand did he realize that he had cut his hair short. He sighed helplessly, and looked at the crowd leaving the venue sullenly.He didn't kiss anyone on the countdown, he was holding a kitten umbrella stupidly, standing under the street lamp by the side of the square, with countless bubbles called annoyance popping up in his heart.

He wanted so badly to practice the first kiss after the countdown.

pity!pity!Scattered!

"Schei?e!" cursed shit in German.

There was a burst of laughter in the ears, it was a man with blond hair and green eyes, wearing a suit, smiling gracefully.

Han Yesen took a glance, frowned and looked at the blond fake gentleman who seemed to be possessed by Lie Zhaoxu.

"What the hell are you laughing at. Hey." He cursed softly in Chinese.

"Do you know German?" The man accosted him and asked him in Chinese.

Han Yesen blushed and cursed in a low voice: "Yan Hai is dead! Can speak Chinese!"

The man laughed again, with an orthodox British accent: "I'm not very familiar with Chinese yet. My name is Kent, Ronat. I work in GT. What about you? A student?"

Han Yesen was so embarrassed that he just wanted to run away: "I'm a student, a college student, just call me Han." After switching back to English, they are all British, and it always feels strange to speak in Chinese.

He is not surprised that the person in front of him works in GT, which is full of elites. People like Lie should be as good as him.

"I just learned German recently, so I'm interested in the shit you scold." Kent was polite again.

"That's all I can say."

"I don't know much, but I know how many foul words in every language."

Han Yesen asked curiously, "Korean!"

"SiBal! (transliteration: Xiba)"

"Hindi!"

"Goonjiilik! (transliteration: rolling machine Yiyou)" Kent listened to his laughter, said a few more countries' foul language in coordination, and chatted a few more casually.He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the light pole, as if he was counting down to the square alone. He glanced at Han Yesen, wondering.

"You stood here for a while."

Han Yesen hummed: "Aren't you too?" Looking at the dazzling London Eye in front of him, he said: "You got separated too?"

He graciously asked Kent to hold the umbrella together. Kent was taller and took his umbrella, saying that it was more convenient for him to hold it.

Kent laughed awkwardly: "No. I'll come alone."

Han Yesen looked at him in surprise: "Are adults like this?"

"what?"

"My mother said that the older you get, the less you have friends."

Kent was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed so hard that he couldn't help himself.

"Yes. The bigger you are, the less you have friends." Looking at that innocent face, she smiled again.

He opened his lips to talk to Han Yesen again, but the crowd rushed up again, interrupting their conversation.

Han Yesen was pushed aside, Kent took two steps forward to pull him up, but he was rushed to the back by the crowd, and disappeared after a while, Han Yesen slipped his feet and fell backwards, waving his hands funny until he fell On a solid chest, he raised his head, let out a cheer, and embraced the person in front of him.

"List!"

Lie Zhaoxu steadied him, and patted his forehead angrily: "Where's the phone?"

"Here." He took out Lie Zhaoxu's pocket

"Where's the wallet?"

"Here." Touched Lie Zhaoxu's chest, opened the coat and took it out from the inner pocket.

Lie Zhaoxu squeezed his face with both hands: "It's all here with me! You don't know there are so many people! Will they get separated!" and stuck on his neck.

Han Yesen yelled, "That's why I said I want to hold hands. Hold hands!" He stretched out his hand and looked at him seriously.

Lie Zhaoxu frowned: "At this time?" In this kind of romantic New Year's Eve, surrounded by lovers?

Han Yesen frowned: "Yes! It's even more domineering!" He stretched out his hand to hold his palm: "Then coolly lead me to a place where no one is around."

"What are you thinking..."

"I chased Nina like this last time, but when I got to a place where no one was around, it was because Shi Geng couldn't get up. It's over!"

Now Lie Zhaoxu wanted to shake off his hand, but felt cruel.

"Let's go." Hold his hand tightly.

"Let's change it to this." After interlocking fingers, he said, "Yes. I just met someone who looks like you."

Han Yesen chatted about the British guy he met, and when he talked about Kent, he remembered that his kitten umbrella was with him. After sighing, he changed the subject, and said that Kent is an adult who goes to work but can talk about many countries. foul language.

"He spends New Year's Eve alone!" He said with a look of surprise, "I spend New Year's Eve with Susan at least every year."

"When you put it this way, I don't seem to have participated in New Year's Eve."

"Huh? Why?"

After a long silence, Lie Zhaoxu said, "My brother passed away on this day." Then he quickly said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up at this time."

When he was with Han Yesen, he would unconsciously think of his younger brother, as if he could talk about everything without worry, even if he said it, Han Yesen would understand.

Han Yesen looked at him: "Lie. Do you love your brother?"

Lie Zhaoxu paused for a while before saying: "I don't remember clearly. Does it hurt? It seems that I often bully him and make him cry." After taking two steps, he said: "Does it not hurt? Seeing him cry, he will give him sugar again. He eats."

He recalled his childhood memories, brothers seemed to be like this, noisy and noisy, until one day, when no one was playing with him and watching cartoons, he felt empty.

"He suddenly fainted one day, and suddenly couldn't walk a few days later. On Christmas Day, he drew a letter to me. I only understood that it was two people, one tall and one short." Suddenly he didn't speak, his eyes were a little bit Hong, and politely said sorry afterwards.

Han Yesen is used to him saying sorry, but he can't get used to it.He often said that Lie Zhaoxu was a fake gentleman. He said sorry to one side and thanked him to the other. The seemingly polite gentleman unintentionally pulled the distance between each other politely.

"So, you made up your mind to study medicine, and decided to save all the little boys in the world!" He answered without sarcasm.

Lie Zhaoxu said with a puff, "You know I major in business law."

"That is to decide to make a lot of money and start a foundation to save all the little boys in the world!"

Lie Zhaoxu didn't expect that after the serious and sad topic, the next second, he could laugh casually as if nothing had happened, and chatted with him with a smile, saying that the little girl will not be saved, and made a fuss all the way.He took Han Yesen's hand, and walked back to the familiar old street without going to any strange place where no one was around. When he was about to reach the corner of Dora's Bakery, the rain gradually changed from drizzle to torrential rain , He pulled his coat to cover the two of them, shouted to run, and rushed towards his hut tacitly, and almost bumped into a man when he turned the corner.

The blond man let out an ah, turned the kitten umbrella in his hand, and called Han, but was covered by the sound of crashing rain, the blond man sighed and turned around, just happened to be lucky enough to meet the green light, and walked quickly.

The two people at the other end were punished by Susan to stand at the door after they got home. She didn't let them in until she lost two blankets and got a mop. Water splashed everywhere.

"Yesen! Take a shower and change your clothes!" Susan roared, completely unable to bear the drop of water falling on the floor.

Lie Zhaoxu, who went up the stairs, shouted from the top of the stairs, "Han! Go upstairs. Let Susan rest."

Han Yesen groaned, obediently kneaded the blanket into a ball, and threw it into the laundry basket in the distance like shooting a basketball, making a throwing gesture.

"Susan." Wink: "I, love, you."

Susan murmured twice, turned her head and said "I love you too" perfunctorily, and wiped the floor.He glanced at Han Yesen who was obediently going upstairs, and then at Lie Zhaoxu who was covering him with a towel on the second floor.She really wanted to introduce her cousin to Han Yesen, but the two upstairs seemed to be a couple.

"Is there no hope?" Bending down to wipe off the rain on the ground.

***

Turning on the night light, the two of them drank some red wine, lay obediently on the bed, pulled up their blankets, and said that they were conscious, but it was a bit like nonsense before a dream, saying that they were half asleep and half awake, and the two were talking again have fun.

"It's raining again. It's going to be cold tomorrow."

Lie Zhaoxu groaned and glared at him: "Your feet are cold! Go put on socks."

Han Yesen looked pitiful: "Then I have to get up and get it. You can just warm it up for me."

"Am I the stove, you!"

Han Yesen snorted, pressed his limbs against his body, rubbed his feet into his socks, and said in surprise, "I can wear your socks too!"

He pulled up a small corner of the quilt, bent over and stuffed his feet into the socks, allowing one sock to fill both feet.

Lie Zhaoxu didn't intend to stop him, and let him quarrel: "The sock is broken, remember to buy it back for me."

Han Yesen was still under the quilt, not knowing what he was dawdling about.

"Hey. I'm stingy. Are all business students so fussy?"

He pulled out the blanket, made two clangs, and let him see his masterpiece. Azi's cold feet rubbed against his instep twice.

Lie Zhaoxu shuddered: "Hiss. It's so cold."

Han Yesen hecked twice: "Next time, buy bigger socks. Look, I can only stuff half of them in." He pulled the blanket away.

Lie Zhaoxu sighed, he knew that if he didn't cooperate to take a look, the blanket would always be open waiting for him to take a look.

"Socks, I probably didn't want you to play like this." Pressing the blanket, he wanted to turn his back on his back, but was held tightly by Han Yesen.

"Where are you going!"

"Turn around."

"then what do I do?"

Lie Zhaoxu was rubbed twice by his cold feet: "Go and put on socks by yourself. My hands are numb."

Han Yesen frowned and said, "I'll flip through with you."

His boss is now so domineeringly lying on Lie Zhaoxu's body and clinging to each other.

Lie Zhaoxu said "I knew it", and half turned around to give up his position, but Han Yesen rolled down.He reached into the blanket and pulled Han Yesen's pajamas to help him turn over, but he saw him lying on his chest, obediently, not moving, with his side face pressed against his chest muscles.

"So what?"

"It's so warm. I can sleep on my stomach like this." She asked obediently, "Is it too heavy?"

Lie Zhaoxu knew that if he spoke harshly, the people around him would be obedient, but he didn't know which nerve was wrong. Seeing his face blushing slightly drunk and enjoying his own body temperature, Lie Zhaoxu shook his head in a moment of fascination, and pulled Nice blanket, patted him on the back and said he was asleep.

Holding it like this, I feel like I can fall asleep.

"List."

"Hum. Huh?" Yawned.

"When counting down today, I wanted to kiss you."

Lie Zhaoxu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling: "I know..." He bowed his head: "You want to practice kissing for the last couple, right?" An affirmative sentence.

Han Yesen nodded: "The last time I dated Tangni, we broke up without meeting New Year's Eve." Leaning his chin on his chest, he said, "Fortunately, we didn't meet."

He opened his mouth and said a few more things, like kissing after the countdown, whether he should lick his lips first or kiss aggressively, and said that he would bite his mouth first, and when everyone else rolled their tongues, wouldn't he look awkward.

Lie Zhaoxu laughed when he heard what he said, and stretched out his hand to run along his short hair.Han Yesen, who has short hair, is more refreshed, and the neutral beauty in the past, now looks like a handsome boy.

"Kissing the person you like, no matter how bad the kiss is, it shouldn't matter."

Han Yesen couldn't agree, and he half propped up his body: "You are perfunctory. Think about it, if you kiss Xiaobao, and the kiss is bad, will you feel indifferent?"

When Lie Zhaoxu heard what he said, he really imagined it seriously, and his brows gradually tightened.

"No." He really couldn't.

He wanted to remain perfect in front of Xiaobao.

"That's right! We need to bring out the perfect spirit. Practice hard!"

"It's all over. Practice at the end of the year."

Han Yesen said okay in frustration, but then raised his head, pressed his palms on his face, chirped, and made a chirp.

"Pfft. It should be embarrassing if you make such a kiss during the countdown!" After speaking, he smiled.

Lie Zhaoxu followed with a smile: "It's very embarrassing." He flicked his forehead and said, "Sleep."

Han Yesen pulled out his socks, turned over, and lay beside him. He stretched out his fingers to draw on the bridge of Lie Zhaoxu's nose and the corners of his lips.

"Can't sleep?"

"Um."

Lie Zhaoxu turned his head to look at him: "Chat? I'm listening." He closed his eyes, but he didn't really want to sleep, but the smell of alcohol made him dizzy.

Han Yesen's face was also flushed with the smell of alcohol, he drew his lips with his fingers, half got up and kissed his lips, and licked them in small mouthfuls.

Lie Zhaoxu paused, but when he opened his eyes, he saw him kissing himself intently.The men who have had girlfriends are really different. The skills of connecting kisses have changed, becoming more domineering and more active.

"drunk?"

Han Yesen shook his head with his slightly drunken face, a little naive, lowered his head and licked his lips again, speaking on his lips.

"New Year's Eve, I want to kiss someone I like. Practice in advance!"

Lie Zhaoxu made a puff, maybe it was really alcohol, he didn't want to suppress his desire, and being hugged and kissed in this kind of festival is really, very tempting.

It's like being needed by someone, it has a sense of presence.

Han Yesen stretched out his hand to pull him up, Lie Zhaoxu stretched out his hand afterward, but he pulled him away, and pressed his lips against the guest, he licked the little tongue in his mouth with the fragrance in his mouth, retracted when he rolled himself up , biting his lower lip back, between licking and sucking, his tongue jumped into his mouth again, turning over again, he took advantage of the opportunity to press down on Han Yesen, the person under him was kissed intoxicated, his legs hooked his thighs and rubbed, and his hands moved irregularly She sneaked into Lie Zhaoxu's pajamas and stroked his back.

The two kissed each other a few more times while panting, tapping each other's lips, licking each other's lips, the intertwined legs, the desire to raise their heads rubbed against each other intentionally or unintentionally through the thin cloth, Lie Zhaoxu couldn't help With hands that knew where to put them, they followed the heat into his pajamas, stroking his increasingly hot body, and Han Yesen's ambiguous panting sound came from his ears, and he stopped suddenly.

Lie Zhaoxu propped his hands on the sides of his face, and took a deep breath: "It's...it's time to sleep." The voice was a low hoarse voice full of desire.

Han Yesen didn't stop him from lying back to the side, looking at the ceiling and panting, listening to his heart beating wildly, he couldn't tell whether he was drunk or sober.

"Row." It was also a voice full of desire.

"Sleep." Lie flat, panting.

"Oh."

"Um."

"List."

"...Sleep."

"Oh." After a moment of silence, he looked at Lie Zhaoxu with his pure and innocent eyes like a bunny and said, "Lie, it turns out that I am the one at the bottom. Are you the one at the top?"

Lie Zhaoxu looked away, choked on his saliva, coughed several times, rolled onto the blanket, jumped up, and let out an irritable ah.

"I'm going back to bed."

damn it!

This makes a man "on top" want, how, what, sleep!