legal cohabitation

In the afternoon, He Peng picked up Lu Qian from school as usual, and got off work on time for several days in a row, freeing the group of employees in the company who were struggling with overtime.

"I have to do my homework today and I'll tell you." Lu Qian chattered aside, "I brought all my homework back today."

He Peng opened the door to change his shoes, and threw Lu Qian's schoolbag on the sofa: "Eat first, and then do it after eating."

Aunt Zhang had just finished cooking, and when she heard Lu Qian's voice, she cheered up, "Hey, Qianqian is back."

"Oh, Aunt Zhang." Lu Qian smiled at her.

Then he went into the kitchen to help her bring out the food together, and the two of them talked back and forth.

He Peng went back to the bedroom, took off his tie, and changed into loose home clothes, with the laughter of Lu Qian and Aunt Zhang in his ears.

Lu Qian seems to be able to communicate with people of any age as long as he wants to. When you don't get in touch with him, you will only find him difficult to get along with, but once you become friends, you will find that he has no temper at all.

He Peng lowered his eyes and rolled up the sleeves of his cashmere sweater.

All along, he has been too restrained, taking every step of life in a restrained manner, busy studying and working, the crown on his head and the weight on his shoulders force him not to make a single mistake.

Sometimes, hearing Lu Qian's unscrupulous laughter, he would feel relaxed.

"Aunt Zhang, you don't know! I was exhausted that night. I walked around the entire ecological forest farm twice and almost vomited blood!"

Lu Qian eloquently told her interesting stories about social practice.

"Really!" Aunt Zhang opened her eyes wide, "Have you lost weight?"

"No, I weighed myself yesterday and gained two catties. My brother brought me something to eat."

Aunt Zhang rubbed her hand on the apron: "Your brother really loves you, the relationship between the two brothers is really good."

Lu Qian responded exaggeratedly again: "Yes!"

It's like crosstalk.

When the dishes were all on the table, He Peng originally wanted to ask Aunt Zhang to sit down and eat together, but she said it was restrained to sit together, so she didn't force her to stay.

"Do you have a job for Christmas?" Lu Qian asked while eating.

"Yes, it's not a legal holiday in China." He Peng replied.

Lu Qian snorted, his eyebrows drooping.

He Peng raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter? Are you busy?"

"Ah." Lu Qian responded casually, "I wanted to play with you."

"Where do you want to go?" He Peng asked.

"I don't know, I'll just mention it casually."

The scheming classmate Lu silently threw out a request, and even pretended to be very sensible.

"I'll check the time then."

"Row."

"cough…"

Lu Qian suddenly frowned, coughed a few times, and put down his chopsticks.

"what happened?"

Lu Qian ignored it, stood up directly, poured a glass of water and poured it in with his head up, swallowed again to feel it, and then exhaled.

"A fishbone stuck in my throat."

"Did you swallow it?"

"Nonsense." Lu Qian glanced at him, "Otherwise how would I talk to you."

He Peng sighed: "Why don't you even know how to eat fish?"

"Anyone who can eat fish will get stuck too."

He Peng put down his chopsticks and stretched out his hand towards him: "Give me your chopsticks."

"Huh?" Lu Qian raised his eyebrows suspiciously, but still handed over the chopsticks.

I saw He Peng holding his chopsticks, turning the fish over, carefully tearing off the fish skin that Lu Qian didn't like to eat on the surface, picking up the boneless fish meat and releasing it into his bowl.

"Anyone who doesn't eat fish can pick it up better than you." After picking up half a bowl of fish, He Peng returned the chopsticks.

Lu Qian looked up inadvertently, took the chopsticks from his hand, and felt a little sour in his heart.

"Are you a clean freak? You have to change your chopsticks when picking up a dish."

He Peng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "I don't like the smell of fish."

"what."

Lu Qian became happy again.

He secretly scolded himself for being more and more motherly, and he couldn't be happy with just such a detail.

Secret love makes a man a mother.

***

After eating, Lu Qian took a corner of He Peng's desk with his schoolbag.

Opposite He Peng was a tablet computer, and in front of Lu Qian was a history test paper, in which he drew a few ABCDs that were far beyond the size of the box.

"With your writing speed, it will be midnight after finishing every homework."

He Peng glanced at him from behind the tablet, and teased him.

Lu Qian rested his chin, writing in pain on the test paper with his brows drooping, and stared up at He Peng's gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.

I deeply feel that Mr. He's face is indeed a hundred times more attractive than the test paper.

Lu Qian changed his hand to support his face, and stretched out one hand. He Peng withdrew a little, but he ignored it and continued to reach out until his index finger caught the glasses frame and hooked it off.

He put glasses on his face.

"No degree?" Lu Qian looked around.

"50 degrees." He Peng who was forced to stop working looked at him.

"Then I may be a little nearsighted too." Lu Qian moved his eyes, "I don't seem to be dizzy."

"It doesn't matter if I wear it with such a prescription. I wear it because my eyes are tired from watching the computer all day." He Peng said.

Lu Qian took off his glasses, and played with his fingers on the frame of the glasses: "Then don't look at it, let me teach you to do eye exercises?"

Before he could answer anything, the cell phone on He Peng's desk rang, and it was from the special assistant.

He Peng made a gesture for Lu Qian to be quiet, picked up the mobile phone and listened to the latest report from the special assistant, basically without saying a word, and sometimes he should signal the other party to continue.

It took a while before he said, "That partner is unreliable, go meet him tomorrow..."

The voice suddenly fell silent.

Lu Qian, who was sitting opposite, suddenly got up, leaned forward, and leaned over without warning, still holding the pair of glasses in his hand.

Behind Lu Qian are tall buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The stars in the city are dim, and the lights are bright. The smiling eyes are incompatible with the cold winter. Because of this movement, the young man's butterfly bones fluctuate and sag, and stand out.

Like a fawn that has been eager to try in the wilderness, with the reckless courage of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Lu Qian put the glasses on for He Peng, and looked straight at his, through the glass lens, reflected the unspoken but already revealed secrets.

Lu Qian laughed, and his warm breath hit He Peng's face.

He took a breath uncontrollably, frowned slightly, and blurted out: "Are you smoking?"

The special assistant on the other side of the phone was taken aback immediately, and asked in confusion, "Ah? What did you say?"

Only then did He Peng regain his senses, pushed down his glasses again, stood up and went to the window to explain a few more words.

And Lu Qian, who had succeeded, leaned back on the chair very leisurely. The panic in He Peng's eyes just now did not escape his eyes. He picked up his pen again, and his mood improved a lot even with the problem.

He Peng hung up the phone and didn't go back to the study immediately, but went to the bathroom to wash his face.

He looked at himself in the mirror, his teeth still clenched.

To be honest, He Peng is not as strict about relationships as he is about work. The boyfriends he had in college were nothing more than eye-catching, but they were limited to having dinner and watching a movie together, and nothing more. up.

He Peng always felt that something was missing, and he couldn't really devote himself to the relationship.

But when it comes to getting along with each other, those boyfriends have a little in common, they are not dull, but also somewhat clumsy and aggressive wild, with viciousness and arrogance, but also softness and temper.

Since he came back this time and realized that he seemed to be stuck, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, Lu Qian was indeed his favorite type, and he only regarded it as a natural attraction to prey.

Until just now, Lu Qian's sudden approach made He Peng's heart beat faster.

That feeling was something he had never experienced before.

he thought suddenly.

Does he like Lu Qian because he likes this type of boy, or does he like this type because of Lu Qian.

When did he fall in love with Lu Qian?

***

He Peng wiped off the water on his face and returned to the study. Lu Qian even hummed a song while doing his homework. When he came in, he swept his eyes lightly over him, and then returned to the test paper.

"Can you do history questions?" The smile in Lu Qian's eyes has not dissipated.

"I'm a science student." He Peng said.

Lu Qian shrugged indifferently, hummed cheerfully, and stopped disturbing his work, as if he had accomplished his goal for tonight.

He Peng was inexplicably upset.

He has read thousands of sails, but in front of Lu Qian's sincerity, he doesn't think he has any chance of winning.

He Peng has always known how to minimize his losses and maximize his interests, but he was helpless with Lu Qian.

The boy's liking and loneliness are like a rainstorm, disrupting his rhythm, piercing his skin and stirring up his flesh and blood.

Adults are well aware of the gray areas of society, and they also know all the taboos that future teenagers will touch after entering the entertainment industry. If they really get together, they may face unpredictable ups and downs.

But he still seemed reluctant to push the teenager away.

***

That night, He Peng once again had a dream he had in high school.

After he saw that kind of film for the first time and realized his sexual orientation, he had a vague dream.

The boy in the dream had warm lips and teeth, and his arms were wrapped around him, rising and falling on his body.

That night he finally saw the boy's face.

Land diving.

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Well, He Peng is a sullen man who hides his secrets