month by month

"come over."

Fu Yuan moved to the side of the bed wearing disposable hotel slippers, and sat down with his back to Song Qingxu.

Song Qingxu took Little Sun's necklace in his hand and thought about it for a while, and finally separated it.

Not long after Fu Yuan took a shower, his whole body was still steaming.Because the air conditioner was turned on to heat the room, the buttons of his pajamas were not fastened to the top, and a little bit of his right shoulder was inadvertently exposed, with a graceful neck curve.

Looking a little further down, there is a beautiful collarbone and a small piece of fair skin.

Surprisingly alluring.

Song Qingxu was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, then looped the necklace around Fu Yuan's neck, and pressed it lightly to fasten the necklace.

Before Fu Yuan had time to look down, his arms were wrapped around his waist, and he was thrown on the bed: "Hey hey!"

He raised his head in surprise, and immediately met Song Qingxu's aggressive gaze.

Fu Yuan's face flushed suddenly, and he struggled involuntarily.

"What, what are you doing...Scare me... Ugh!"

What responded to him was the lips that came up suddenly, containing the fragrance of jasmine tea that was left over from brushing his teeth just now. It was not strong, but it hit the sky and overwhelmed the sky in an instant.

The pendant of Little Sun slid down his chest obliquely, and finally rested on the raised quilt by his side.

Fu Yuan was a little afraid to look directly into Song Qingxu's eyes, the emotion contained in them almost drowned him in them.

"Song, Song Qingxu..."

Song Qingxu's breath touched his ears: "Huh? I'm here."

Impulsively, Fu Yuan called out his name tremblingly, and then silently stared at him with a pair of warm eyes, without any complicated emotions, full of frank liking.

He stretched out his arms to hook Song Qingxu's neck, and gently pressed him down: "I haven't called my boyfriend's name a few times, and I'm afraid it's unfamiliar."

"Then shout a few more times, I want to hear it."

Song Qingxu hooked the corners of his lips, and heard him respond with a raised tone: "Okay."

---

"Itchy...haha, itchy!"

Fu Yuan smiled and turned his head away, let go of the quilt that was a little wrinkled by him, and kicked someone who was covering him with non-stop laughter: "Go down!"

Song Qing Xu Yiyan turned to the side, but his arms were still around him, making Fu Yuan tremble with his smile.

He smiled and became a little angry from embarrassment, pinched Song Qingxu's cheeks and pulled them to both sides: "Do you hate me!"

Song Qingxu wasn't annoyed at all, instead he smiled even more heartily when he saw his distraught look, he just wanted to hold him in his arms and kiss him.

He did hold his boyfriend tightly in his arms, he couldn't stop laughing, and at the same time, he didn't want to let him escape.

Fu Yuan gradually gave up struggling, limply nestled in his arms, and said sullenly: "It's too much, it's too much."

"Yeah, I've gone too far." Song Qingxu answered without feeling guilty at all, and kissed him on the forehead again: "Boyfriends are used to it."

"...You still blame me!" Fu Yuan angrily poked his stomach with his hand, originally wanted to wring it hard, but in the end he was not willing to do it.

"Okay, let's see if you're used to it..."

"I don't have one." Song Qingxu drew his voice and leaned on Fu Yuan's body, "Baby, I don't."

"Hmph... who, who is your baby!" Fu Yuan struggled out of his arms with a blushing face, grabbed the little sun hanging under his neck, and said righteously: "Look at being delayed by you so much, I'm still waiting for you!" There is no necklace for you!"

"Okay, baby hang up for me."

Song Qingxu turned over and took out the little moon necklace from the small gift box at the counter, and handed it to Fu Yuan with a smile.

"Goosebumps are coming out..." Fu Yuan was half complaining and half shy in a low voice, he didn't hang a necklace like him and pretend to be a demon, so he hung it up for him, admiring it for a while.

"nice."

Song Qingxu tilted his head and looked at him, the more he looked at him, the more joyful he was.

"Fortunately, I was witty and caught you who stole the kiss."

Hearing this, Fu Yuan smiled and raised his hand to flatten the lapel of his pajamas: "I was so courageous at that time, if I said I liked it, I would like it, if I said I would kiss you, I would kiss you."

"Otherwise, wouldn't there be no present?"

"Yeah, luckily...that was the most daring thing I've ever done."

"Me too." Fu Yuan smiled gently at him.

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"Click."

Xiong Beike entered the door in a daze, and Song Qingxu, who opened the door for him, jumped onto the bed again.

Fu Yuan patted the quilt for him again, making it flatter and more comfortable for him to sit on.

Xiong Beike was urged to take a bath, and was told not to take a bath after drinking alcohol. He swayed into the bathroom with his head covered in alcohol, and came out again not long after.

A glass of lemonade was thoughtfully placed on the bedside cabinet. Xiong Beike saw it at a glance, and before he came and felt that this brother was loyal enough not to forget his friends, he saw the blinding scene again.

Song Qingxu and Fu Yuan were leaning on the head of the big bed, crossing their legs neatly, holding the same mobile phone in their hands and looking at it, and looking carefully, there was the same small pendant hanging on the mobile phone, Walking a few steps closer, you can still see a pair of silver necklaces hanging on the chests of the two.

Xiong Beike covered his eyes in pain and rubbed vigorously.

He went to the bedside and drank the lemonade in one gulp. He became sober for some reason, but the sadness in his heart couldn't go away.

During these days when his girlfriend was away, he had suffered so much that he, a poor man, didn't deserve it.

Xiong Beike felt that he was an unknown and good person, and he should not suffer in vain by helping the young couple create space and opportunities for solitude.

"It's still early, the teacher hasn't come to make rounds yet, why don't we watch a movie on TV? How about a horror movie?"

Song Qingxu suddenly didn't notice his mental activity, silently put down the phone the moment he heard the word "horror", and glanced at him inexplicably.

"not good."

"it is good."

Song Qingxu and Fu Yuan looked at each other.

"Okay." Fu Yuan suppressed a smile, passed him and said to Xiong Beike: "Choose any horror movie and watch it together, to pass the time."

"........."

Xiong Beike was suddenly given a cold look by Song Qingxu, with a dazed look on his face.

Taking advantage of Xiong Beike's time looking for movies, Fu Yuan lifted the quilt, got in together with Song Qingxu, and quietly hooked his feet: "Let's watch one together."

Song Qingxu looked at him aggrievedly: "You clearly know that I am afraid of these gods and ghosts..."

"I'm here, I'm here." Fu Yuan hurriedly comforted his boyfriend's hurt and fragile heart, "Just close your eyes when you see something you're afraid of."

Xiong Beike did not choose a domestic film, but chose a horror film about Halloween made in the West.

Shortly after the beginning of the film, there is a Holy Spirit car carrying all kinds of ghosts.

Song Qingxu couldn't see any plot connection at all, he just felt that every scene and every frame was scary to death, and any flash shot could scare him to the point of screaming.

The point is that for him, the scariest thing is not the ghost, but the blood on the ghost!

Seeing a ghost on the weird school bus frantically trying to break free from the chains that bound him, and gradually the picture began to turn bloody again, Song Qingxu was so frightened that his face turned pale.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed.

Immediately he opened his eyes weakly again.

He can't see it, but he can still hear it!Then based on the low and hoarse voice he heard, just a little bit, Song Qingxu felt that his soul was about to go out of his body.

Song Qingxu stared at the TV with wide-eyed eyes, and vaguely saw Yuehei geese flying high, a man digging a pit to bury someone, a child making a jack-o-lantern, and then another burst of blood.

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice, rule of law," Song Qingxu muttered ecstatically, "patriotism, dedication, integrity, friendliness..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door both inside and outside the play.

"ah-----!!!"

Xiong Beike suddenly screamed, and Song Qingxu was frightened by him first, his body shook violently, and then he screamed as if he had reacted.

"Ghost ah ah ah!!!"

Fu Yuan was stunned by the two of them.

The bedroom teacher at the door seemed to be startled by the screams in the room, and knocked on the door again after a long time: "What's wrong inside? Open the door!"

Fu Yuan hurriedly got out of bed, put on his slippers and rushed out to open the door for the teacher.

"What's going on? What are you doing?"

The horror movie on TV was still going on. The teacher turned his head and was startled when he saw it. He reached out and touched the TV and turned off the TV: "What are you doing watching this kind of thing in the middle of the night? Scaring yourself? I'm almost scared by you guys." died."

"Don't scare the students in other rooms, be honest and go to bed early."

When the teacher walked away rambling, several people still didn't recover.

"Woooooo baby!"

Song Qingxu collapsed into Fu Yuan's arms, his eyes were loose: "Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night."

Over there, Xiong Beike has already begun to doubt life in a delirious manner. After drinking, he became more energetic and muttered like a fool: "Why don't I go home on New Year's Day? Why do I come to sketch?"

"…………"

I don't know who suggested watching a horror movie just now.

Xiong Beike covered his head with the quilt, curled up in the corner of the bed, and went sad alone.

Seeing this, Fu Yuan looked down at Song Qingxu who was holding him tightly, and patted his boyfriend's head guiltily: "Wouldn't it be better to hug him?"

"...No." Song Qingxu wept.

Fu Yuan slipped under the blanket and hugged him back, patted Song Qingxu's back lightly, coaxing him like a child: "Then what should I do?"

Song Qingxu rubbed against his arms, obviously already palpitations, but insisted on whispering: "It's better to kiss and hug."

Fu Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry and kissed him obediently: "I won't let you see these things again, my dear."

"...Mmm." Song Qingxu hesitated for a long time, but still added a sentence relentlessly: "Baby, this is really scary at all, really."

"Really, really," Fu Yuan responded, "It's not because you're afraid, it's really scary."

Song Qingxu continued to groan in his arms: "I didn't plan to scream, but it was Xiong Beike who screamed first, so I did too. It's actually not that embarrassing."

Fu Yuan wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he could only hold back and keep nodding.

The person in the arms was still not reconciled, silently touched his face, and muttered to himself: "I have lost my face. My dignity has turned into bubbles."

"Who dares to say that about my boyfriend! No one is perfect, can't there be something to be afraid of?"

Song Qingxu finally shut up, and held back no matter how unhappy he was, so he had to admit it.

"Go to sleep."

The two embraced each other to sleep, the little sun and the little moon fell in the middle, lightly collided and superimposed together, making a barely audible sound.

Xiong Beike, who was neglected by them, hid in the bed and cried to his girlfriend for a long time. After asking for enough comfort, he snuggled up on a small bed and fell asleep leisurely.

No one knows what will befall their dreams at night.

The author has something to say: That horror movie was the first horror movie I watched when I was 10 years old. I watched it under the quilt of a hotel with a female teacher and a schoolgirl... The title of the movie is "Don't Mess With Children". It seems to be related to Halloween, I can’t remember it now and I don’t dare to replay it (┯_┯)