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When she arrived at the hotel, Ms. Lin opened an extra single room, handed the room card to Song Yuan, and said: "Go to bed early tonight, and I will take you to dinner tomorrow, and I will continue to perform tomorrow night."

The two boys said good night to Ms. Lin before entering the room. Song Yuan remembered the time when he taught Yang Xiwo to sing in Qingshuichi, feeling lingering fear, put his hand on Yang Xiwo's head, and stroked his smooth hair skillfully. She laughed and said, "I'm sorry, but my mother's personality is quite straightforward, so she can do whatever she wants."

Yang Xi walked in slowly, put down my schoolbag, my heart was confused, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's very similar to you, I'll take a bath first." After saying that, he took his clothes and went into the bathroom to take a bath, mainly because he felt dry mouth , his body was hot, he wanted to take a bath in cold water to calm himself down.

Cold water poured over his body, slowly cooling down his uneasy and frightened heart.It's so uncomfortable to feel anxious all day long.He was thinking about when to go back and talk to Song Yuan to end this matter.Secret love is very hard and uncomfortable, and the whole heart is pinched in the boy's hands.He wanted to tell Song Yuan that he wanted to end it, completely cut off everything with Song Yuan, and moved back to the first class to avoid any pain.

He couldn't bear the feeling of being alone and caring.

If he really showed his heart, he had to prepare himself to bear the consequences of being ridiculed, looked down upon, and touched by others, and planned how to minimize his harm.

After thinking for a long time, he stretched out his hand to turn on the hot water, letting the hot air slowly liquefy on the mirror, pretending that he was taking a hot bath.

When he walked out of the bathroom, he found that Song Yuan was not in the room.The water droplets on the top of the head slowly fell, melting along the neck and into the chest.He wiped his hair with the towel he brought, picked up his phone and sent Song Yuan a message.There was a knock on the door, and Song Yuan called out, "Little monk, open the door."

Yang Xi, I opened the door for him. The man carried two bags of food and said with a smile, "I'm a little hungry. I went down to buy a midnight snack. You eat first, and I'll take a shower."

"I'm waiting for you."

"also."

He opened the window to diffuse the smell in the room, the night wind was blowing gently, the lights outside the window were still brightly lit, a few sparse stars twinkled in the night sky, but his heart drifted far away.

After Song Yuan came out of the shower, while wiping her hair, she opened the window and said softly: "It's a bit hot, I want to turn on the air conditioner. You take out the food..."

Yang Xi and I walked over and took out the midnight snack he bought from the bag, took two bottles of beer from the bag, and asked puzzledly, "Is this beer? Did you buy it?"

"Oh, the barbecue shop is holding an event, so it's a gift." Song Yuan said casually, he put on the towel casually, and the black top on his body exuded a clear fragrance, and sat very close to Yang Xi and me. He whispered deeply, "Do you want to drink it? This is very low."

"How many degrees of beer did we drink last time?"

Song Yuan brazenly pulled a degree: "20°, you see this is only 12°, isn't it very low?"

"Really? Aren't the beers on the market all 11, 12°?"

"Don't care how many times he drinks it." Song Yuan picked up the beer and opened the can, handed it to Yang Xiwo, and said seductively: "Is there anyone who doesn't drink alcohol after eating barbecue, and sleeps more soundly after drinking alcohol. It's okay, I'm here, brother, I'm not drunk for a thousand cups."

"Cut!" Yang Xi I took his beer with a chuckle, hesitated and said: "Eat first, to pad your stomach, so you won't get drunk."

After drinking half a bottle of Yang Xi, I felt dizzy and dizzy. I couldn’t even sit still and lay flat on the table. My face was red and my body was hot. I was so tired that I was sluggish and didn’t want to move. I wanted someone to hug him to bed.

The light is faint and ambiguous, with a soft and ambiguous halo, and countless confusing lights and shadows are shaking and rotating.

Soft and fluffy cotton, comfortable and warm.

It's just that something weighed him down and he couldn't breathe. He wanted to open his eyes, but he was so tired that he didn't want to.A moist and gentle feeling bloomed on the skin, from head to toe, every part was so soft and hot.

Song Yuan, is that you...

In his obsessive dream, he dreamed that Song Yuan was kissing him deeply, pressing him on the bed, tossing and turning and kissing, his lips and tongue entangled with ruthlessness.He unconsciously reached out to hold the boy in his arms and rubbed it into the apex of his heart.Dizzy, heart throbbing.Every inch and every place was so hot that it melted and made him panting heavily.He couldn't say anything, he was so dazed by the hot kiss.

He opened his eyes with difficulty, and a line of clear tears ran across the reddened corners of his eyes.What caught my eye was those piercing eyes, right in front of my eyes, like a dream.The night was deep and deep, and those bright eyes were extraordinarily dazzling in the dark night but kept spinning, as if the stars he saw tonight were so far away that they couldn't be touched, but they were beautiful and gorgeous.

Every place the boy touched was like a rustling electric current flowing through his body, making his scalp itchy.

In a trance, unconsciousness.He also dreamed that he was being pressed down on the bed by Song Yuan, and he was made to pant comfortably, with cold tears running down the corners of his eyes.He hugged Song Yuan longingly, his bright red lips parted slightly, begging Song Yuan to give him a little kiss.His body seemed to fall into a warm deep sea, a dark abyss, and he couldn't escape no matter how hard he struggled, his hands and feet were thumping in fright.

He yelled in fright, kicked his feet suddenly, Song Yuan was kicked out of bed by him, and he opened his eyes wide in fright.

It was dawn, and the surroundings were bright.

It turned out to be a dream...

Song Yuan fell to the ground in pain, and wailed on the ground.

Yang Xiwo sat up in a daze, dripping with cold sweat, and crawled out of bed in panic, feeling dizzy.He stretched out his hand to support Song Yuan, and said with concern: "I'm sorry, it hurts from the fall!"

"It hurts from the fall." Song Yuan rubbed his buttocks and stomach brutally on purpose, putting his weight on Yang Xiwo deliberately, and complained: "You actually kicked me out of bed, it hurts me to death, my butt won't bruise Are you green? Your stomach hurts too, you don’t have to do this if you want to seek money and kill yourself!”

Yang Xi and I helped him sit on the bed, seeing his face in pain, he didn't seem to want to pretend, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lie down, I'll rub it for you, if it still hurts, go to the hospital."

"Where to rub? Ass or belly?"

In fact, what Yang Xi I kicked was his thigh, and he rolled on the ground twice, sitting on the ground and deliberately pretending to be in pain.Although pretending to hurt is a bit unkind, it has been tried and tested.Every time Yang Xi, I would rub his painful place with great concern.He looked down at Yang Xiwo's physical reaction, and felt extremely guilty.It was a little too much last night, it was too crazy, it probably scared him.But Yon-hee I really don't seem to remember what happened.

Yang Xi said in embarrassment: "I'm going to the bathroom." He took out his clothes from his schoolbag in a panic, his face was rosy, he didn't dare to look up, and ran straight to the bathroom to change his sticky pants inside and out. Well, take a shower for yourself before you come out.After he came back, he gently rubbed Song Yuan's belly, and the two of them didn't say anything.

Yang Xi, I recalled the dream I had last night, feeling a little overwhelmed and nervous, feeling fatigued, particularly in a bad state of mind, and even having a headache.Every boy will experience it, but when he thinks that the object of his dream is Song Yuan, he is even more nervous, afraid that Song Yuan will ask something.

After the incident last night, Song Yuan regretted it a lot.Song Yuan was very nervous, he hesitated and asked tentatively: "Have you had a nightmare? Or is it because of a dream... umm cough cough... um..."

Yang Xiwo didn't hide the panic in his heart, trying to restrain his trembling tone, and said coldly: "The latter."

"With whom?"

Yang Xiwo raised his eyes with a hint of coldness in his eyes, rubbing his stomach slightly harder, and said coldly with a stern and resolute face: "Shut up, I have a headache."

It's past seven o'clock in the morning, Yang Xi and I were so tired that we turned our backs to Song Yuan, thinking about last night's dream, my whole body was uncomfortable, my nerves were tense, and I was ashamed.Those eyes that were as clear as stars in the dark night were always frozen in his mind and dazzled all the time.

But no matter how much he struggled in his heart, his heavy eyelids were still not enough.

Song Yuan felt very guilty, like a crime, panicked, and wanted to be honest with Yang Xiwo to atone.He clearly told himself not to mess around, but once he kissed her, it was so endless that he lost control afterwards.

The small drum in Song Yuan's heart was beating densely back and forth.Looking at Yang Xi as usual, I was uneasy but relieved, thinking happily that he probably doesn't remember.

Little monk, I'm sorry, I will definitely not do this again in the future.

Yang Xi, I have been depressed since I woke up, with a loss of appetite, and I wanted to eat but couldn't.

Seeing the delicate expressions of the two, Lin Yin greeted Yang Xi and me to eat: "Come on, Xi me, eat quickly. The breakfast here is delicious. This porridge is very famous here. Auntie often eats it for a few days."

Yang Xi and I nodded with a chuckle, blew on a small spoon, and drank it slowly.I was irritable for no reason in my heart, but I didn't want to show it. I silently recited various classical Chinese texts in my heart, and my nervous heart was relieved.

Song Yuan's deep eyes focused on the tired-looking Yang Xiwo, thinking to himself, probably he was a little conscious last night, that's why he was dreaming.Did I hurt him like this?So what to do?Damn it, why can't you bear it so much?How is it different from crime?

Seeing her son's serious face, Lin Yin couldn't see what Song Yuan was thinking, so he smiled and said, "Wait, where do you want to play after eating? Is it a game? Archery? By the way, you young people like to play karts, how about playing this?" ? Hey me, what do you think?"

"Okay, Auntie." Yang Xi looked up at Lin Yin, then glanced at Song Yuan who was in a daze, and whispered, "Why are you in a daze? Have porridge."

They took a taxi and set off to the outdoor speed racing track, saying that they were too old to stand the excitement, so they watched them play from outside the fence.I arrived at the circuit at 20:80 in the morning, and there were not many people. I waited in line for 10 minutes, and chose the [-]cc track, and played for about [-] minutes each time.When I was queuing up, I probably watched the training video. The operation is very simple. The left foot brakes and the right foot accelerates.

Song Yuan put his hand on Yang Xiwo's shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and said provocatively, "A competition?"

"You lose!"

"How is it possible? I'm Qiu Mingshan Riding God, I'm sure I'll win."

The moment the accelerator was stepped on, there was a strong feeling of pressure on the back, and the kart was galloping on the ground. Yang Xiwo turned the steering wheel rapidly, almost collided with Song Yuan who was chasing him at the corner, and hurriedly controlled the speed.A quick turn avoided Song Yuan's impact, and the large-angle drift quickly turned around, and the speed of the car instantly soared.

The adrenaline soared at a high speed, and the body and the wind caused slight bumps. Yang Xiwo took the lead and rushed forward.

Song Yuan followed closely behind, and the two met again on the winding driveway.Song Yuan stepped on the accelerator directly to the bottom, turned the steering wheel sharply, the car spun a few times on the track, was held down by the brakes, and sped away.

"Look, the two people in front are playing really well..."

"Should drive 100cc directly, that's so exciting."

Lin Yin was originally recording, but he didn't know which two were them, so he casually recorded a small video for Song Min to watch, while sending a message: "Look, they are playing karting."

Song Min: Pretty girl, let me see what that child looks like?

Lin Yin directly sent a voice over: If you throw the bomb, you will pick it up.Song Min, you stay up late again, why do you stay up late every day?

The people on the opposite side were silent for a moment, Lin Yin raised his head and saw the first go-kart whizzing past his eyes, it was No.1, followed by the second one.It turned out that the two cars that ran fast were the two of them.

Yang Xi, I was very energetic when I played, but I was slightly dizzy and my hands and feet were fluttering.He took off his helmet and glanced at Song Yuan who was also very excited.

She stood up and looked at the boy who got off the go-kart, hurried over and said excitedly: "Come here, I'll take a picture for you as a souvenir. Get closer, put your arms around your shoulders, and I took..." After taking a few pictures with the mobile phone camera, Ms. Lin patted Song Yuan's shoulder said: "Which of you is No.1?"

Song Yuan laughed and said, "Of course it's me! I'm possessed by a car god!"

Yang Xi raised his eyes to look at those star-like eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Shameless!"