Xueba, wake up

He Zhonghe finally stopped at the overpass.

Yan Sheng followed behind him, panting, and just slowed down when He Zhonghe turned around and threw his arms around his neck: "Go, go back to the courtyard."

I haven't been to the family home for several months. There is dust in Yansheng's place. Fortunately, there are few things, so a little cleaning will do.

"Go take a shower." He Zhonghe pushed him into the bathroom, "What did my mother tell you just now?"

"Just chatting." Yan Sheng said, "Although she didn't say that, I think she's...a bit relieved."

"Hurry up and wash." He Zhonghe slammed the door shut for him, "Wait for me on the white bed."

Yan Sheng opened the door and squinted at him.

He Zhonghe threw the towel on his face.

After confirming the sound of water coming from the bathroom, He Zhonghe ran to the bedroom to open his backpack, pulled out the admission notice, took a bunch of photos with his mobile phone, then slipped back to the opposite door and hid the notice in the drawer by the door.

He sent Shi Yujie a message.

- ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

-[picture]

- Don't tell Yansheng yet ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Shi Yujie quickly came back to the three five elements, ah, ah, so that He Zhonghe didn't even recognize the word ah.

Jumping and dancing and singing at home for a while, He Zhonghe quietly slipped back to the opposite door, Yansheng had finished washing, lying on his side on the bed with his face propped up in his hands.

He lifted the quilt: "It's all for nothing."

He Zhonghe rushed into the bathroom, took a shower at the speed of light, came out and wiped his body half dry before pounced on him.

"I took advantage last time, right? Let me tell you, don't even think about it this time!" He Zhonghe squinted his eyes, leaned on him, and whispered in his ear, "I'll deal with it severely for you."

Yan Sheng laughed outright.

He Zhonghe hissed and propped up his upper body: "What are you laughing at!"

Yan Sheng opened his arms and spread them out: "Let's do it."

He Zhonghe was not polite, and kissed her down.

The mood is really good, completely different from the last time he vented his style of painting, He Zhonghe now feels that every cell in his body is filled with happiness, and he feels that he can sing so-and-so.

That's it, dear. It's annoying.

The longer we kiss each other, the more weary we feel. You think it's strange, you become soft.As soon as Yan Sheng stretched out his hand, he pushed him down. He Zhonghe didn't have time to resist, and the kiss came again.

Then under the pajamas.

I don't know how long it took, when He Zhonghe felt that he was a little short of oxygen and wanted to hide, Yan Sheng let go of him, and said in a low voice next to his ear: "Do it."

What a fart, the whole body is soft except for a certain place, so I can only lie there.

He Zhonghe didn't speak, Yansheng rubbed his ear with the tip of his nose: "Huh?"

"Don't talk nonsense." He Zhonghe shuddered, and bit him unhappily, "... Hurry up."

【Pull the light: D】

"It's a waste of a bath." He Zhonghe moved down to the ground with difficulty, pointing up and down on himself, "You dog, look at what you gnawed on me."

"And me." Yan Sheng lifted the air-conditioning quilt on his body.

"..." He Zhonghe stared at the marks on his body in a daze, "Did I gnaw on it?"

Yan Sheng got off the bed helplessly and walked over: "Why does this still have amnesia?"

"I really don't remember chewing so hard..." He Zhonghe took a step back, frowning, "Can I wear some clothes, the bird is very tired, don't walk it anymore."

"When you're tired, let him take a bath to relax." Yan Sheng walked behind him, hugged him and kissed him, "Go, let them both wash."

"I won't be with you." He Zhonghe resolutely refused.

In the end, Yan Sheng pushed him into the bathroom.

"I'll wash it for you." Yansheng took off the nozzle and adjusted the water temperature.

"Before I kick you out, hurry up and stay by the side." He Zhonghe was speechless, "You have read too many novels! I didn't pass out! I didn't have a fever either! You can take care of yourself!"

Yan Sheng pointed at him with the nozzle: "No, let me experience it."

"If you want to experience giving people a bath, you can go to the bathhouse and be a scrubber!" He Zhonghe hid to the side, but was caught by Yansheng and held down again.

But after feeling the warm water flow and gentle wiping, he was not so fried all of a sudden.

Seems pretty good.

...just a little prone to fire.

Bird didn't seem to be tired anymore, and stood up again.

Yan Sheng's hand stopped beside it.

It's not over.

After a few tosses, it was already midnight.

This fucking is no more exercise than running [-] yuan.

"Your birthday present," He Zhonghe asked, "Is it for you now or tomorrow?"

Yan Sheng pulled the quilt towards him, and turned up the air conditioner two degrees: "It's not another joint name of Bird and Pu, right?"

"Get out." He Zhonghe thought about the log cabin last year, and laughed for a long time.

In a blink of an eye, I was wearing the transfer beads made by Niao AhPu on my neck, living in the tree house made by NiaoAPu myself, appearing in NiaoAHu's live video, and even... sleeping on NiaoAPu's bed.

It's amazing.

He Zhonghe got out of bed and went to get his trousers from the hanger at the door.

Yan Sheng raised his head to watch him take out a bunch of keys from his trouser pocket and rustle there.

He Zhonghe didn't look back: "Don't peek!"

"I'm looking at it openly." Yan Sheng was very interested.

He Zhonghe walked to the bedside: "Close your eyes."

Yan Sheng closed his eyes vainly.

He Zhonghe pressed his forehead and pushed back.

Then he felt a chill in his fingers.

"Open it." He Zhonghe said.

Yan Sheng stared at the silver ring on his left middle finger, and was stunned.

The annulus is not smooth, and the potholes do not have the same effect as others. The joints are not melted well, and a little uneven gap can be seen.

"Don't dare to say that you don't want to see me tomorrow, at least you have been doing it for more than two hours." After He Zhonghe finished speaking, he waved his hands in front of Yansheng.

He has the same plain ring on his middle finger, but...it's not the same, it's more crumpled than Yansheng's.

To be honest, he was quite surprised. He didn't expect He Zhonghe to make him a birthday present with his own hands. After all, he is so irritable and impatient.

"I made it at the Lijiang Min Museum, while you were taking a nap at the hotel." He Zhonghe said, "There are a lot of people who come to the store to make hand-made rings, and there are not enough seats. Hammer help me."

"And then." Yan Sheng twirled the ring, it was just right, actually it was quite pleasing to the eye.

"Then I made it by myself and smashed my hands with a small hammer several times." He Zhonghe said, "I was not prepared enough at the time. People asked me what size I didn't know, so I made it based on guesswork."

He took off the ring and showed Yansheng the inner ring: "I chiselled an S, you have an H."

Yan Sheng saw that his S was completely slanted, and a hook was missing, so he took it off and looked at his own. One H had longer legs and the other had short legs.

"...It was crooked." He Zhonghe put it back on for him again, "Don't worry about these details."

Yan Sheng raised his hand in front of his eyes, and turned his hands to look carefully.

"Where's the flower shaking hand?" He Zhonghe sat on the side of the bed and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Yan Sheng held his hand with the ring-wearing hand: "I really like it."

He Zhonghe chuckled twice: "Nineteen."

"Happy birthday baby." He put his arms around Yansheng and buried his face in his shoulder.

"Let's make a ring next year too," Yan Sheng said.

"Dai Liang?"

"The focus is next year, not the ring." Yan Sheng kissed him on the forehead.

"When you retire," He Zhonghe said with a smile, "you will have a pair of Iron Man-like hands and a boyfriend of an old silversmith."

The remaining less than a month was still relaxed and decadent. Before school started, He Zhonghe went home to stay with Du Lanzhen for a few days.

"It seems that there is nothing to pack." He Zhonghe stood in front of the suitcase spread out, ID card, tablet, computer, charger, some clothes, admission notice, and nothing else to bring. You can buy it when you go to school. .

Du Lanzhen looked at him from the side.

Packing a suitcase from a week ago to now, I put one thing in it every day on average, and most of the time I spread the suitcase and wander around the house excitedly.

"Be honest at school." Du Lanzhen said, "Take your mobile phone with you, don't miss you when you contact me."

"I know." He Zhonghe moved closer to her, "I can even report to you every day what I ate, what I learned, what classes I took..."

"Did you hear that?" Du Lanzhen patted him with a straight face.

"Understood." He Zhonghe nodded obediently. Of course he knew how difficult it was for his mother to make the decision to enroll in S University.

Of course, the matter about Yan Sheng and him was not easy for my mother.

"What are you going to do after I start school?" He Zhonghe embraced her.

"Go on a trip." Du Lanzhen sighed, "The doctor told me to turn my attention to myself."

"Listen to the doctor." He Zhonghe patted his mother's arm, "It's best to meet Jiayuan and bring me an uncle..."

He ran away before his mother could whip him.

On the afternoon of September 9st, report to the School of Civil Engineering and Architecture, and on the 1nd to the School of Foreign Languages.

Everyone in the freshman group went to school to check in on the 31th, and the latest arrived on the 1st. Yansheng booked the high-speed train on the morning of the [-]st, so he could spend more time with He Zhonghe.

Huiyuan No. 5 reported to the whole school, and He Zhonghe pretended to pack his things and prepare to go to college at the door of his house.

Yansheng has been clingy for the past two days, and often hugs him without saying a word.

He Zhonghe looked at the endless sadness and parting sorrow in this man's eyes, and tried not to laugh out loud.

"Don't send me off tomorrow." Yan Sheng said in a muffled voice, rubbing He Zhonghe's hair habitually with his hands.

After raising this hair for three months, it finally returned to its original state. Yesterday, He Zhonghe went to bleach for an octave, and dyed his hair with gray hair, which is not very eye-catching but looks good.

"Why?" He Zhonghe asked.

"Uncomfortable." Yan Sheng was obviously very depressed now, and he had few words.

"Don't feel bad." He Zhonghe sniffed his nose playfully, "October [-]st is only one month away, it will be soon."

"I'll go find you after the military training." Yan Sheng said, "We'll have a week of military training."

What a dog, we trained in the academy for half a month.He Zhonghe clicked his tongue in his heart.

The high-speed rail station is crowded with people, most of them are students. There are not many people who set off, but there are a lot of people who see them off. On average, a student is accompanied by three parents.

Yan Sheng looked at the ticket in his hand, the word Huitan Station at the end of the arrow.

Got to go.

The moment I have longed for countless times to leave this city completely has finally come.

Very emotional, but not very cool and carefree.

In any case, I would never have thought that there would be worries when I left.

My heart is sore and swollen, uncomfortable.

Check in, enter the station, and wait for the bus.

Yan Sheng took out his phone and sent He Zhonghe a crying emoji.

Now I just want to get in the car quickly, put down my luggage and settle down, send a message to He Zhonghe and chat for a while.

Standing in the bustling station, it was the first time that he felt such a strong, heaven-swallowing loneliness, as if someone had dug a hole in his heart, and he was so empty that he panicked.

After entering the station, Yansheng got on the bus blankly following the flow of people and looked for his seat.

He was seated by the window, and a middle-aged couple sat opposite him.

After putting away his luggage, Yan Sheng immediately sat down and unlocked his phone amidst the sound of the train announcement.

The moment I saw the screen saver and the desktop, I felt even more uncomfortable, and I almost wanted to howl.

He Zhonghe didn't reply to his messages, and a tearful expression hung alone.

Suffering, the kind of discomfort that would drown and suffocate people, he even prayed for the school to issue a sudden notice to postpone the report time.

It's like a sudden holiday on New Year's Day.

New Year.

At that time, although he was very tired every day, he was still by He Zhonghe's side.

It would be great if we could go back in time.

Yan Sheng stared dejectedly while holding the phone, and a person sat down next to him.

He didn't care at all whether the person sitting next to him was an old man or a young handsome man or beautiful woman. Now his whole heart flew to the other side of the screen, waiting for the news from He Zhonghe.

If this is really a different place, it is estimated that he will be severely depressed within a week.

A white dialog box popped up, and Yan Sheng gripped the phone tightly.

-[kiss/]

He typed quickly:

- get in the car

-miss you

The passengers in the carriage were almost all seated, and there were no children around, so it was very quiet.

Been typing for a while over there:

- i miss you too [kiss/]

Before the car left the station, Yansheng made a video call.

Not a second after it rang, He Zhonghe picked it up.

The camera on his side seemed to be covered, and he didn't speak.

"I can't see you." Yan Sheng said into the phone.

"Look to the right."

The phone and the sound came from the side at the same time.

Yan Sheng froze for a moment, then turned his head to the right abruptly.

"Hi~" He Zhonghe grinned brightly and shook his phone, Yan Sheng's face appeared in both shots.

To be precise, it was Yan Sheng's face that looked like a still picture, dumbfounded by shock.

"I miss you." He Zhonghe looked at him, "Come to elope with you."