The reborn male god will not come down

Father Shen handed the phone and wallet to Shen Yimo, telling him to have fun with Hanguang, pay attention to his belongings, and leave. The latter put both things in his jacket pocket and raised his head to Hanguang: "Let's go!" .”

Han Guang stood there without moving, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked him: "You said you asked me to go to your house to play, but I ended up in this place?"

"That's right," Shen Yimo smiled without any psychological pressure, "I brought you here to play, dare you follow me?"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and left, Hanguang took a deep breath and let it out before barely following, thinking that I will bear with you for the sake of seeing your father work so hard to send us here.

17 years ago, the amusement park tickets were quite cheap, and the games were also cheap. At this time, the games were not advanced enough to be coined, and they were all paid in cash. Shen Yimo bought two tickets and walked in. Didn't care about the other person.

There are neither too many nor too few people today, which is a normal level for a holiday. Although they are not going to start school for a long time, after walking for a while, Shen Yimo finally remembered to ask Hanguang behind him: "Want to play?" what?"

"I don't want to play anything." What Han Guang said was absolutely true.

"Then let's start with the first one. You have to play with me wherever I play." Shen Yimo took out his father's wallet and shook it.

So the two really started playing like this, every time they saw a game, they would go up and experience it, as long as it was something they could play, no matter how stupid or naive, after an hour and a half someone saw two games An empty swing ran over and sat on it.

The faces of the people around me were not very good from the very beginning, and they basically haven't changed until now, but someone asked as if he didn't notice: "Have you had fun?"

"It's okay." Han Guang said lightly.

"You, come to the playground and enjoy yourself. What are you doing with a sullen face? Look here, which kid looks like you?"

"..." Hanguang tried his best not to speak, he really wanted to tell him that even if you asked me to move bricks at the construction site now, I would still laugh out loud for you.

Someone said again: "And my purpose is to play here for a day, to play all the games I can play, hehe."

Someone grinned, revealing two playful little canine teeth.

Hanguang didn't know that this was the reason why Shen Yimo urged him to come to the playground, hoping that he would have a good day and have fun, and hope that he would have a good laugh like a child.

The two of them really stayed in the playground for a whole day, and even ate lunch in the small restaurant there, and Hanguang felt a little depressed when he went outside, and it became more and more like this when it was time for him to take a nap.

"Let's go and sit there for a while." Shen Yimo was talking about the rest chairs that are often seen in playgrounds.

"Okay." Hanguang suppressed his yawn, his nod turned into a kowtow.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is strong, and there is basically no wind. Shen Yimo feels that it is rare for him to be so happy since he was reborn. Usually, he does not see each other for a month. He stays together.

"Aren't you planning to go to school next semester?" Shen Yimo couldn't help asking.

"Not going to." Hanguang closed his eyes, his head had already drooped.

Shen Yimo looked at him and saw this appearance, and couldn't help being a little funny: "Tired?"

"Ah."

"Then you can lean against me and sleep for a while." Shen Yimo said and moved closer to him.

"Yeah." Hanguang tilted her head and put it on his shoulder.

Shen Yimo's heartbeat was a little irregular. This should be the closest time since they "acquainted". When he fell asleep, he could kiss him quietly on the forehead. He probably wouldn't find out or avoid him.

He thinks so, but Hanguang is very normal in his heart, after all, it's okay for boys to lean on, and after a while, he still feels that this position is uncomfortable, and he should change to a better one.

So before Student Shen had time to carry out the dirty thoughts in his heart, Hanguang's body slid down and lay on his lap, with his face still facing outside.

Shen Yimo: "..."

The position they are sitting in is not particularly eye-catching, but people coming and going will often pass by not far in front. The movement he expected before is not bad, the range is not very large, and it can be executed when there are few people at noon. , but now that Hanguang is lying on top of him, he has to bend down if he wants to kiss, whether it will wake up Hanguang and won't talk for a while, but this action will definitely attract special attention.

... Wife, is it so difficult for a husband to make out with you?You'd better burn incense and pray to Buddha and beg Bodhisattva to let you fall in love with me later, otherwise your husband will make you unable to get out of bed for a week!

Thinking viciously in his heart, his hand rested lightly on Hanguang's arm, and the other hand stroked his hair, the tenderness in his heart almost melted.

After Hanguang woke up, the two continued to play until 04:30 in the afternoon. Father Shen came to pick them up and asked on the way, "How did you play today?"

"It's pretty good, how about you?" He said and looked at the people around him.

"Very good." Hanguang said.

"Your aunt is already cooking, and you can eat after you go back and rest for a while." Father Shen continued to say with a smile.

"Well, okay, thank you uncle."

Shen Yimo was thinking on the side, look how good my parents are to you, you should quickly quit being a husband and live in my house, hahahaha...

This time Hanguang came to Shen Yimo's house for dinner, which was similar to the last time, of course, the process of taking the medicine was avoided, and the mood of the latter was also the same, because after eating this time, I don't know when we will eat together next time .

This time, Shen's mother cooked more meat dishes than last time. From time to time, like Shen Yimo, she put some in the Hanguang bowl to let him eat more. Student Shen couldn't wait to transfer half of the cumin mutton to his wife's bowl In the middle of the day, the food they ate at noon was not very tasty, and Hanguang didn't eat well, but put down a little more than half a bowl.

After the meal, the two returned to Shen Yimo's bedroom, and he asked the people around him: "How many times are you planning to come to school next semester?"

"What?" Han Guang asked.

"Let the girl I like see you." Shen Yimo suppressed a smile.

"Oh, that day, I will choose, and I will call you when the time comes." Hanguang said calmly.

After sending Hanguang back home, for Shen Yimo, this vacation was basically over, and the days after that returned to the past, reading books when he had nothing to do, and going out to play when someone found him.

Soon, the first half semester of junior high school started.

The courses in the second half of the semester are exactly the same as the first half of the semester, and my life is not too different. I still suffer from missing my wife every day, and I don’t know when we will see each other again.

Although Hanguang said that he would come one day, but he didn't call, of course it means that it hasn't arrived yet, and he will go to the place where he met in the last semester, but he won't have that good luck anymore.

Sometimes he also thinks that he is really stupid, Hanguang came here to fight with people before, but after so long, why can't he still fight with the same person all the time.

But otherwise, he has no other choice, so he just went to buy candied haws and dropped by.

Sometimes he still feels emotional. When two people are together, they seem to have a good relationship. They can go to each other's house for dinner. Even outsiders will ask him to help build a bridge to contact that person, but in other Time they are completely strangers.

In a flash, another month has passed.

During the recess, Shen Yimo scratched his head while reading the Chinese documents, so he could only use the last resort if he went on like this.

Last resort - skipping class.

As long as you tell Hanguang that you want to experience his life on a whim, you can go to find him logically.

This one was directly passed in Shen Yimo's mind before, but now he will list it as one of the feasible methods, just because of what he said to himself on the third floor of Hanguang's house that time.

But for a good student who has always been obedient, it is too difficult to break through the psychological defense line. After thinking about it, he asked Mike first, and without mentioning Hanguang, he said that he wanted to skip class to play.

Mike: "Why did you skip class to play? Can't we play on weekends?"

...Because I just want to look for him during class time so as not to lose face, and looking for him on weekends is like making friends.

"Because some things can only be played at a certain time. For example, if an ancient theater troupe goes to a place to perform, it will only be performed for one day. Wouldn't the school children have to skip class if they want to see it?"

Mike: "...then you tell your parents, let them ask the teacher for leave, you study so well and your parents should agree."

Shen Yimo: "..." I went to tell my parents that I was going to skip class and go out to play. Thinking about this scene, why am I so drunk... The key point is that I don't even know what I should tell them about my going to play...

But this incident gave Shen Yimo a very good excuse to contact Hanguang. When he got home at night, he said on the Internet that he wanted to skip class to see what he usually did, but it was best to ask his parents first. Agree, ask him to help you think about the rhetoric.

Hanguang replied quickly: "Tell them that you have a buddy who is going back to his hometown to help his parents farm the land, and you want to go and see it together."

Shen Yimo was in a cold sweat: "Is it true?"

Hanguang: "The idea is true, but it will take ten and a half months to practice, and he just took us to the countryside to see. But why do you want to skip class all of a sudden? Are you not a good student?"

The boy's smirking virtue appeared in Shen Yimo's mind, and he replied: "I just wanted to see what you were doing while skipping class!"

"Aren't you going to bring the girl you like with you?"

"...Forget it, her grades are not good, don't hurt her."

"Okay, then go talk to your parents and tell me when you come."

"Ok."

So, I'm going to say...

so embarrassing...

Shen Yimo didn't turn off the computer and ran to the parents' room immediately, but waited until the next morning, when the breakfast was being put on the table after washing up, his father had already sat down at the table. Hanguang repeated the excuse he gave, and asked his father if it was okay.

It can be seen that my father was quite surprised by this idea. He didn't give an answer immediately, but thought about it before saying: "When are you going?"

"This Thursday." Today is Tuesday.

"Who are you going with? How?"

"Only Mike, Yiwei, and Xiao Han will go. It should be by bus." The buddy Shen Yimo mentioned was just a classmate in his class as a cover, and his father didn't know him.

"How long did you go? Just one day? Can you come back at night?"

"Yes, let's go and have a look. At most, we will have a meal at noon, and we will come back by car in the evening."

"Then if you miss a day of class, can you make up for it?" Father Shen looked directly at him and asked.

"Yes, I have already read the books almost, and what I learned in the first grade of junior high school is quite simple. It's okay if I miss a day." Someone said very "righteously".

"Okay then, I'll call your teacher tomorrow night to help you ask for leave."

Shen Yimo breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say thank you to Dad, but unexpectedly, Dad said again: "Just this time, I let you go and see it because you haven't been to the countryside. You can't do anything else, delay Too many classes is not good, why doesn't your classmate go back on weekends? Do you want to bring so many of you?"

Shen Yimo: "..." Dad, please stop asking, my brain cells are almost exhausted...

He took a sip of milk from his glass and said, "Go and ask that buddy yourself, I don't know either."