Seasonal season

As soon as Yu Hang entered the door, he saw the little rabbit next to the TV cabinet, as if meeting an old friend.Stretch your fingers into the cage affectionately: "Oh, you're still alive and well!" Turning around, she asked Wenxi, "What name did you choose?"

Wenxi changed her slippers and took a look: "Xiaobai."

"Is it too careless, just because it is white?"

"My niece took it."

Seeing Yu Hang teasing the rabbit made Lao Song, who was about to pour water, feel thumped in his heart: It was really a gift from a man...

After Lao Song finished heating up the food, Yu Hang came out of the shower in dry clothes. While wiping his hair, he looked at the dishes on the table in admiration.

"Uncle, the cooking looks good."

Lao Song eagerly asked him whether he would like a drink or beer, and said, "Wenxi's clothes fit you well."

Wenxi went in with a change of clothes, and glanced at the man who had returned to normal before closing the door.This person's troubles are like flowing water, they come and go quickly.He freely followed his father to look for something to drink in the refrigerator, without any trace of melancholy in sight.

When he came out after washing, Yu Hang was already sitting at the dining table, holding a bowl of something to drink like a master.

Wenxi took a closer look: "You are so impolite, you will drink my father's medicinal wine as soon as you come."

Lao Song said: "It's raining to dissipate the cold air. I let him drink it."

Yu Hang took a sip of his wine and made a boastful sound.Lao Song secretly looked at his son's expression, and his doubts grew bigger and bigger.Wenxi didn't seem to welcome this person who claimed to be a friend.Young people seem quite normal, and it sounds unreasonable to go to the house of someone who doesn't like you very much at night.Moreover, he noticed that when Wenxi brought him a change of clothes, they were all the clothes he was wearing.

Wenxi is not willing to let others wear her own clothes, and she has been like this since she was very young.He remembered that one year during the Spring Festival, a relative from his hometown came to visit.The relative's little boy soiled several sets of clothes one after another, and he couldn't change them. He asked him to take out the clothes, but Wenxi was reluctant.It wasn't until he got angry that he reluctantly took it out, but he never wore those clothes after that.

Children may be more possessive.But when I grew up, when I graduated, an activity was organized in the community, and everyone was taken to the beach to collect shells and eat seafood.Although Aunt Zhang's son was fat, he was weak, and the sea breeze at night made him unbearable.There was no extra clothes, so I asked Wenxi for a jacket.After he came back, Lao Song washed him clean, but he still didn't wear it after seeing him.

But why are you willing to give it to him?

During the meal, Lao Song asked, "Are you Wenxi's colleague?"

Yu Hang shook his head: "I'm doing dance training."

Pretty humble.

"How did you meet Wenxi?"

Yu Hang glanced at Wenxi across the way with a confessional look, thinking, if it was said that they met in the elevator, wouldn't it seem indecent?

"Uh, I met during the interview. He came to interview our dance studio."

Old Song nodded, and gave him the dish graciously: "It's the first time I'm here, I'll let you eat these, I'm sorry."

Yu Hang said it was fine, if it wasn't for his uncle, he might still be outside in the rain.

When Wenxi heard this, her lips biting her chopsticks trembled slightly.

"Our Wenxi personality is not very good, it is difficult to get along with, right?"

Yu Hang chuckled: "It's a bit. But it's passable."

Wenxi said in her heart, if she can't make it through, she will get out.

I don't usually see Yu Hang being so diligent, but this time after dinner, he took the initiative to wipe the table with the bowl, and even pushed and pulled each other politely with Lao Song several times in order to compete for washing the dishes.

After a while, Wenxi watched him come out of the kitchen staggeringly, and came out with a plate of good fruit, sat down, and ate by himself without letting the master.

"Your father is really capable."

"Eat and drink well, can we go?"

Yu Hang pointed at the kitchen: "But uncle told me to stay here tonight..."

"dad--"

Lao Song heard the conversation between the two of them, and replied loudly with a smile: "He said he didn't bring the house key, where did you tell him to go in the rain? I promised, don't call."

Yu Hang hummed a little tune, trotting to see the room.

Wenxi ran to the kitchen to negotiate: "Dad, don't you let him sleep next door?"

Lao Song said in a low voice that it was the place where Wen Ya came back to sleep, and it was not appropriate to let a strange man sleep in his daughter's bed.so……

Lao Song wiped his hands and said to Yu Hang, "I'm sorry for you to squeeze with Wenxi."

Yu Hang expressed his full understanding: "I am very grateful for taking in, and I still care about whether it will be crowded or not." After saying that, he winked at Wenxi.

Wenxi let out a breath and took him to see the room.

The room is indeed small, with a wooden bed placed along the wall, and a desk next to the bed, log color, some years old.But the things on it were placed neatly, and a desk lamp with a thin neck poked its head to the edge of the bed.It seems that this guy likes to lean on the bed and read.

On the other wall is an area with lots of family photos.

Yu Hang raised his head and squinted his eyes, watching carefully: "Who is this girl?"

"My sister."

"Your family is really beautiful—"

This sounds a bit strange.

"Why don't you have any photos from your childhood?"

"lost."

"Where's your mother?"

Wenxi's face sank: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm dead!"

"It's dead, you shouldn't hang some photos at home."

Wenxi took out a blanket from the closet, and replied blankly: "If you die, you will die. There is nothing to worry about!"

Yu Hang was taken aback by these words, and turned around, as if seeing an undetectable cold side in his heart: "Isn't it too cruel to say that?"

"That's what I think."

"You are so scary."

Wenxi threw the blanket on the bed: "It's still too late to run."

Yu Hang regained his composure and smiled: "You just want me to go, don't you? If I don't go, you can't stimulate me."

Looking back and forth at the bed, I tried to pour it on it: "It's still soft, but it's a little smaller."

"If you don't roll on it, why is it so big?"

After finishing speaking, he immediately realized that there was a problem with what he said, and he straightened the sheets with a dull head.

"Who wants to roll?"

He sat on the blanket to be spread, and Wenxi pulled it in retaliation, and Yu Hang rolled to the side of the bed.Just as I was about to speak, I touched a book, pulled it out, and read: "Spring..."

Wenxi was in a hurry to snatch it, Yu Hang instantly realized what kind of book it was, and when he saw that the other party was about to snatch it, he mischievously hid the book: "Bad boy——, tell me the truth! what?"

"give me back!"

Yu Hang quickly looked back at the title of the book: ""Spring Snow", I almost read it as a spring dream, but it is not a serious book at first glance."

Seeing that she couldn't grab it, Wenxi stopped working, and looked at Young Master Yu who was tightly guarding the book with a hint of a smile.

Yu Hang pointed at him with a finger: "I really didn't expect that our editor Song is still this kind of person. If you don't plan to snatch it back, I will expose it?"

Seeing that Wenxi didn't move, he really opened it to look.At first, I was on guard against him coming to snatch it, but after flipping through a few pages, I lost interest and threw the book away: "What? I thought it was a forbidden book. Why are you nervous about such things?"

Wenxi didn't know why.

This Mishima book was given to him as one of the opening gift packs when a bookstore opened a while ago.I don't read much at ordinary times, I only turn a few pages before going to bed.He didn't feel anything at first, but when he saw the clear description of his appearance, he suddenly felt his body heat up, as if he had touched that beautiful boy with a lazy aura face to face.

After that, as soon as he read Qingxian, he would feel inexplicably hot, so that he couldn't even hate Young Master Qing's surly and selfish behavior.For a young man, he should be interested in Satoko's beauty, but why would he be jealous of that woman instead?

So, because of his state of mind, he misread the book for life.Therefore, when he saw Yu Hang got the book, he panicked for a moment, almost thinking that Yu Hang could see through his own thoughts through this book.

Facing Yu Hang's questioning, he had nothing to say.

After washing, Yu Hang was only wearing a vest, pushed Wenxi inside, and fell asleep facing outside.Today, there is only one blanket (Wenxi insists on one blanket per person, not sharing), but his face still burns like a small charcoal stove in the dark.

The patter of the rain outside, the autumn coolness could not cool down his already welling up emotions.He tried his best to restrain himself, and tried his best not to look at Yu Hang when he took off his clothes, but he still had to pay attention to the well-proportioned and beautiful muscles that were naked/exposed, and he had to be attracted by his waist and abdomen lines that appeared under the close-fitting fabric.

He closed his eyes, and the scene in the rain clearly appeared.It's been a long time since I knew the feeling of kissing.When I was in college, I tried it clumsily with Lu Shanshan, but judging from her feedback, the effect didn't seem to be good.After many years, I experienced kissing again. Ironically, this time I was kissed by a man.

This kiss cannot be described as wonderful.When the lips touched, fear and hesitation occupied the body and mind, coupled with the cold rain that kept cooling the process, and a messy state of mind.He was more dominated by this indescribable emotion, and lost the ability to think, let alone resist.But when he came back to his senses, as long as he thought that it was Yu Hang, the person who would rush into his heart like a deer from time to time, he would feel a conflict of repulsion and joy.

Yu Hang soon fell asleep, and turned around muttering.Wenxi was facing this face and saw a vague outline.His breath surrounded him, making him feel like he was sleeping in a vast, fragrant grassland.

He reached out and stroked his face gently.

Yu Hang moved a little, and he retracted his hand in fright.Seeing that he was breathing steadily and showing no signs of waking up, Wenxi rested her head on her arms and stared sideways at him.

I really want to know, what is this sleeping person thinking about?How many hours had he really been waiting in the rain?What is he waiting for him for?He kissed him, and what was his psychology?Why did you never mention it after kissing him?It's so difficult that this kind of kiss is just like some kind of meeting ceremony in foreign countries. He just uses it to resolve the gap between the two, without any deep meaning?

A series of question marks lined up in the bottom of my heart, and a series of memories flashed in my mind.I think of the first time we met, the way he danced when he was happy, he piled all his dissatisfaction on his face when he was unhappy, he would talk loudly like a child when he was angry and make big noises to get attention, and he remembered when he was playing tricks Think of the way he looks proud because he succeeded in irritating you, think of the way he is silent when he is sad, think of the way he is full of youthful vitality when he dances...

He breathed a sigh of relief, yes, that's all.For a person who has been alone for 20 years, it is enough to meet such a friend, to talk with each other, to travel hand in hand, and to be heart to heart.

You shouldn't be too greedy.