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The lips of the two teenagers were a little swollen.

Shen Feibai rubbed Wen Yang's bloodshot lips, his eyes were a little dark.

Joy and longing overflowed from the bottom of his heart, he once again hugged the boy tightly in his arms, feeling extremely happy about the surprise brought by Wen Yang.

Shen Feibai rubbed Wen Yang's shoulder, and sighed: "Grow up quickly."

Wen Yang smiled and said, "When you grow up, what do you want to do, Xiao Baibai?"

"I want to eat you." Shen Feibai said, "Yangyang tastes better when it grows up, and it's suitable for both braised and boiled."

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be so scary."

"Yeah, I'm super scary, but you still gave flowers to such a scary person." Shen Feibai couldn't help rubbing Wen Yang's neck again, and asked, "Why did you think of sending flowers?"

Wen Yang broke free from Shen Feibai's embrace, without much effort, Shen Feibai let him go very cooperatively.

"Isn't it natural to send flowers to someone you like?" he said.

Shen Fei was slightly startled, he pursed his lips: "But I never thought of sending you flowers."

Wen Yang grinned: "Now you know, I allow you to steal this idea and give it to me later."

Shen Feibai didn't answer this question, he felt that if he really sent flowers, it would really become a misappropriation of ideas.

He turned his head to look at the bouquet on the table, and asked, "Do you want to find some bottles to pack?"

"There is no vase at home, so you can't put it in a mineral water bottle, right?" Wen Yang also looked at the flowers, "But I remember that your house seems to have a lot of replaced flower pots?"

Shen's mother is very keen on buying potted plants, and every time she buys them together with those beautiful flower pots.

The window of Shen Feibai's balcony was filled with all kinds of flower pots, and in the flower pots were all kinds of flowers and plants that Wen Yang couldn't name.

Those flowers and plants were ultimately served by Shen Feibai, loosening the soil, weeding, pruning, and potting.

"I haven't messed with roses before." After Shen Feibai finished speaking, he took out his phone, "But it's not a big problem, Baidu saves the world."

So the two teenagers, who were supposed to be serious about doing their homework, went to toss the bouquet of fiery roses seriously. For this reason, they went downstairs and bought a few big potatoes for cuttings.

"Flowers can still be placed on potatoes." Wen Yang looked in surprise at the five big potatoes that had been poked with more than ten flowers.

"Well, anyway, people say it's okay, so let's try it."

As a hands-on expert, Shen Feibai is very familiar with the routines that most plants need, such as rose pruning and cuttings.

"If the flowers die, we bury the potatoes," he said. "You can grow potatoes in pots, too."

Wen Yang laughed as soon as he heard it, and he said, "Xiao Baibai, if we don't want to stay in the city in the future, we can find a place to live in seclusion in the mountains. I think you can support me."

Shen Feibai thought about Wen Yang's words very seriously, and asked, "Do you like it?"

"If there are no bugs, I'm looking forward to it." Wen Yang said.

But it's impossible without bugs.

Shen Feibai felt a little regretful, he felt that the life of only him and Wen Yang in the world was an ideal type.

She no longer needs to watch Wen Yang get close to others and get jealous, just thinking about it makes her feel very good.

Shen Feibai, who had no way to realize his ideal life, pointed at the living room with a cold expression: "Go do your homework."

Wen Yang pursed his lips a little reluctantly, but he also knew what he really should do.

Two people who like each other, even if they just sit quietly and bury their heads in writing, the meeting of eyes seems to have the fragrance of honey.

The summer sun is too bright.

Wen Yang drew the curtains of the room, and the whole room was still bright as if the sunlight had fallen straight into it.

The sound of the air-conditioning box is whistling, and the only sound in the room is the pen tip scratching the book paper, so quiet that a needle can be heard, occasionally Wen Yang will stand up and pull out a few textbooks from the bookcase to confirm something.

The young man who was flipping through the book showed distress. Beside him, which he didn't notice, another young man had put away a test paper and was propping his face, watching him silently.

Shen Feibai really likes to see Wen Yang doing something seriously and solemnly.

It's different from Wen Yang's warm smile like the sun.

When Wen Yang was studying seriously, the expression on his face was always tense, his beautiful lips were always pursed unconsciously, his brows were slightly frowned, and he focused and calmly watched the difficult problems, just like the generous, enthusiastic, cheerful and laughing person on weekdays. It looks completely different.

After two people have lived together for a long time, they will more or less acquire some of each other's habits, and their personalities will tend to be more homogeneous.

But in the eyes of others, Shen Feibai is completely different from Wen Yang.

Shen Feibai has never smiled at others like Wen Yang. He has always been honest with others. To put it more bluntly, his attitude towards others is a naked "talking about things." , it’s okay to get out” attitude.

As for Wen Yang, he himself admitted that he is a central air conditioner. In the eyes of others, Wen Yang, who is quite popular and very popular, obviously has two completely opposite personalities to Shen Feibai.

But in fact, the two parties are very clear that there are really many deep traces belonging to each other between them.

For example, when Wen Yang is seriously immersed in a certain matter, his appearance is exactly the same as the expression that Shen Feibai usually hangs on his face all year round.

Another example is Shen Feibai, when facing Wen Yang, he would occasionally show a smile as gorgeous as a flower and as bright as the sun.

This is a habit engraved into their mutual souls after being together for a long time.

It was they who spent so many years blending together bit by bit, and finally integrated themselves into the traces of each other's lives.

Therefore, Shen Feibai likes to see Wen Yang showing his appearance very much.

This gave him an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

"You have finished writing!" Wen Yang's voice broke Shen Feibai's meditation.

The boy said sadly: "I'm still short of four big questions!"

Shen Feibai smiled and rubbed Wen Yang's head: "Do you feel the gap? Don't work hard yet."

Wen Yang had a weak face: "I think I may be born less than you."

"It's okay, the stupid bird will fly first, and make up the day after tomorrow." Shen Fei rubbed Wen Yang's head in vain.

"I would rather the smart bird stop and wait for me." Wen Yang said, rubbing his belly, and glanced at the time, "Let's have dinner, let's have dinner!"

"Let's have a rest today after eating! After all, it's your birthday, how can you be obsessed with studying all day on your birthday?"

"Excuse." Shen Feibai ruthlessly pierced Wen Yang.

But he was also used to the fact that Wen Yang entered the learning state rather slowly, so he simply put down his pen.

"Take a break, my mother is coming back to cook today."

As soon as Wen Yang heard this, he knew that he was let off today.

He happily jumped to the side of the computer desk and turned on the phone, and then turned on the handheld. Not long after, Shen Feibai leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind, when he heard Wen Yang's crisp voice call Pipili.

Shen Feibai, who was getting more and more unhappy with Li Lin: "..."

Li Lin was a little surprised that Wen Yang went online suddenly, and he asked, "Isn't today Shen Feibai's birthday? Why did you come here?"

Wen Yang helped the headset: "After finishing the homework, I ran up to play games."

"Shen Feibai is beside you?" Li Lin asked.

Wen Yang turned his head and glanced at Shen Feibai who was staring at him with a frown, and coughed lightly: "Well, I'm jealous on the side."

Li Lin: "..."

It's nice to be underage.

Not afraid of the sun.

Shen Feibai looked at Wen Yang who was playing with the handheld, thought for a while, and put Wen Feifei in the living room into the room.

As soon as Wen Feifei came in, he went straight to his father in front of the computer desk, with his two front paws resting on the armrest, the dog's head stretched out to nibble on Wen Yang's handheld.

"Shut up!" Wen Yang turned the chair, shook the silly son down, rubbed the silly son's body frantically with his feet, directly flipped the dog on the ground to expose his belly, and put his feet on it.

The temperature in the air-conditioned room is still a bit low, and the silly son just used it to warm his feet.

Shen Feibai looked at his silly son who lay motionless on the ground after being overturned easily by Wen Yang, and felt very dissatisfied that the dog failed to harass his father.

Wen Yang seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look at Shen Feibai with a smile, "I think it's much better if you personally harass me than Feifeilai."

When Wen Yang said this, he didn't turn off the microphone, and he heard the crackling sound of typing from the earphone.

Li Lin's youthful voice conveyed a strong sense of helplessness: "Can you do it, please take care of the single dog's mood, okay?"

Wen Yang hummed and laughed twice, but didn't speak.

Li Lin was typing again, and after about half a minute, he asked Wen Yang, "Pipiyang, have you and Shen Feibai considered the future?"

Wen Yang was stunned for a moment, stopped pressing the palm phone, turned his head and glanced at Shen Feibai who was sitting on the side checking the papers for him, and after a while, replied: "No."

Shen Feibai and Wen Yang really haven't had any discussion on the word "later".

Subconsciously, they all feel that life like this is going to last forever.

Wen Yang fantasized about it.

The world the boy has seen is far from being vast, and he doesn't have much ambition.

In the future he fantasizes, this city, this community, this street and this person are still the only thing that changes is time.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that it shouldn't be like this.

Because in the near future, they may leave the city, like chicks who have left their nests and become independent eagles after the baptism of time and wind and frost.

It seems too early to think deeply about these things.

Wen Yang then said: "It's hard to say, it's useless to think about it now, just live in the present."

Li Lin smiled on the earphone: "You are still living in the moment, you are generating electricity through love."

"Yes, yes, true love is invincible." Wen Yang replied.

Li Lin heard the sound of typing on the keyboard again, Wen Yang guessed who he was chatting with, and would suddenly bring up this topic, most likely the person he was chatting with was Yang Qiming.

"That's right." Li Lin paused in his hands, "Anyway, you all still want to go to college, and you may still study for a PhD in the future, and you have time to think about it slowly."

Wen Yang responded, and made a quiet connection with Li Lin who had finally stopped chatting for a while, then put the handheld aside, and went to Shen Feibai's house for dinner with the cake and the real gift that he brought back in the morning.

Shen Feibai spent a very long time making wishes on the cake, until Shen's parents and Wen Yang sang the birthday song three times before blowing out the candles.

"What did you wish for, Xiao Baibai, it's been so long?" Wen Yang leaned over and asked.

"It won't work if you say it." Shen Feibai said and stretched out his hand, "Bring the gift."

Wen Yang put the gift box behind his back, and said with a smile, "I've already given it to you!"

Shen Feibai also smiled: "I'm very greedy."

"Okay, greedy little Baibai." Wen Yang took out the gift box on his back and handed it to Shen Feibai.

The box is a bit heavy to start with.

Shen Feibai took this exquisitely packaged box and looked around: "Shall I open it now?"

Wen Yang nodded; "Remove it."

Opening the top of the box, there was a greeting card with a few circles of wave ribbons around the border. The handwriting on the greeting card was very familiar to Shen Feibai, and it belonged to Wen Yang.

The message above was quite conventional, probably because they knew that the Shen family's parents would be by their side when the presents were unwrapped, so there was no big news.

Shen Feibai put the greeting card aside.

The foam inside the box was removed to reveal the night light inside.

The night light is about the length of another forearm. The overall shape is cylindrical. The top cover and the base are two squares with smoothed edges and corners. There is a light tube in the middle, and there are three or four wooden pillars around it. The wooden pillars are carried. Some roughly carved winged horses and unicorns, and a few rhinestones are sporadically attached to the wooden pillars and those horses.

The outermost circle is surrounded by a circular wooden fence, which looks like a wooden lamp in the shape of a merry-go-round horse.

Shen Feibai looked at the wooden lamp over and over, touched the switch next to the base, and pressed it.

The yellowish light is not bright, because it is a small night light, it can even be said to be dim.

Shen Feibai turned off the switch, turned to look at Wen Yang: "You did it?"

"That's right!" Wen Yang puffed out his chest proudly, "I'm super powerful!"

The Shen family's parents were also surprised. If you spend money to buy this kind of night light, it will only cost a hundred dollars, but if you want to do it yourself, it is really hard to buy.

The Shen family's parents were very happy, they threw their own son aside, rubbed Wen Yang's head frantically, and praised the child for being so sensible. standard for children.

Wen Yang smiled and enjoyed the caress and praise of Shen's parents, and gave Shen Feibai an emoji of "I'm awesome".

Shen Feibai, who was disliked by his parents, silently cut the cake, packed it separately, and rescued Wen Yang from his parents with the cake.

In the evening, Shen Feibai and Wen Yang got together to sleep together on the grounds of doing homework.

Wen Yang lay on his side on the bed, hugged the quilt and looked at Shen Feibai who was blowing his hair with his upper body naked.

"Little Baibai, you are seducing me." Wen Yang said.

Shen Feibai has never been shy about speaking a yellow accent.

He frowned, turned to Wen Yang openly, showing his abdominal muscles and mermaid lines, and asked, "Then are you coming or not?"

Wen Yang shrank back behind the quilt: "There is such shameless whiteness in the world!"

"No matter how shameless I am, I still have a partner." Shen Feibai simply didn't bother to put on his pajamas, and just rolled onto the bed, wrapping Wen Yang and his quilt into his arms.

Wen Yang pushed him: "You are so hot, get up!"

"Be nice to me, my partner." Shen Feibai said, let go of Wen Yang, turned off the light in the room, and turned on the night light on the corner of the bedside table.

The light of the night light is not bright, and in the dark room at night, it emits a warm and faint yellow light.

Wen Yang stared at the small twilight, and was quiet for a while, then moved towards Shen Feibai with the quilt in his arms.

Shen Feibai turned around suspiciously: "What? Isn't it too hot?"

Wen Yang moaned and leaned towards him again.

Shen Feibai was stunned for a while in the dark, then lifted the quilt on his body, wrapped the Wenyang silkworm baby wrapped in the quilt, and the two of them formed a big silkworm chrysalis.

He leaned closer and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Little Baibai." Wen Yang called him, "Well, you... have you thought about what we will do in the future?"

Shen Feibai was a little surprised by Wen Yang's question.

"I can think of us going to college together now, but I don't know about it in the future." Wen Yang turned around and faced Shen Feibai.

He looked at Shen Feibai with his back to the light. Under the faint light of the night light, Shen Feibai's expression was a little fuzzy, but he could still see some of it.

"What's after college?" Wen Yang asked, "Graduate? Ph.D.? Work?"

"If I continue to study, what if I can't keep up with you? If I want to work, what if I can't find a suitable one in the same city? If I go to a big city, if the place of work is far away, will it be tiring to go to work every day? ..."

Shen Feibai didn't speak, but reached out and patted Wen Yang's back to comfort him.

"Also, the matter of coming out of the closet..." Thinking of the smiling faces of Shen's parents today, Wen Yang pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Has Shen Feibai considered these things Wen Yang said?

Of course he has considered it, but he has not yet stepped out of the ivory tower. He is not sure how far his thoughts are from reality, so he has never mentioned it.

"Why didn't I think about it?" Shen Feibai rubbed Wen Yang's head, "But it's too early to think about it now. If we come out, we have to wait until we are independent."

If you come out without being independent, it is basically the end.

Now I can only make myself more important.

He wasn't sure what attitude his parents and Wen Yang's parents had towards homosexuality, and what attitude they had towards their children becoming gay.

This risk is too great, Shen Feibai dare not try it lightly.

"Forget it." Wen Yang arched into Shen Feibai's arms, "Anyway, we still have a long time, so we can think about it slowly."

Wen Yang was silent for a while, and then said: "I just feel that I really want to walk on the road hand in hand with you openly."

The author has something to say: Wen Feifei: The gayest of these two human beings.