as long as you love

Hua Yuru returned to the banquet, Chen Yanbin and his little lover didn't know where to go, said goodbye to a few acquaintances, asked the club for a driver, and then turned back.

Opening the rear door, the boy was already sound asleep, with his body slanted across the back seat.

Hua Yuru smiled inwardly, not knowing what to say, he stretched out his hands from the boy's back and knees, picked him up, and wanted to move him inside, but he didn't expect the boy's hand to fall down, half hooking his neck, and after a while After a while, that hand also circled up and encircled him, and his head was inserted into his arms.

Co-author did not fall asleep, just drunk.

Huayuru thought for a while, and sat down inside himself, and then let the young man half lie in his arms, with one arm around him to prevent him from falling.

The car was driving very steadily, but the young man was not so stable, he woke up after a while, and shouted: "Brother."

"Ok?"

"Please do not be angry."

The boy's eyes were shining brightly in the dimly lit carriage, and the aroma of the wine burst out from his cheeks, making him a little drunk.

Hua Yuru also drank wine himself, but he held a good amount of alcohol and didn't feel much. Now he was a little dizzy because of the aroma.

"I am not angry."

"You lied, you just said..." What did you say? ...The young man rubbed his head and thought for a while, and finally remembered: "——He said he wanted to settle accounts with me."

The aggrieved tone, paired with the vague drunken voice, makes people want to bring all the gold and silver mountains of the world to this young man to make him happy, and why not talk about getting angry.

Hua Yuru put his hand on the boy's eyes lightly, brushing his long eyelashes, and spoke softly; "I just want to tell you, don't hide anything from me in the future. ——Is that okay?"

"Okay..." The boy closed his eyes again, changed his position, and lay on his side in Huayuru's arms, with one arm half wrapped around his waist.

Huayu Confucianism approached him: "What did you say?"

The boy closed his eyes and murmured softly, "I just... like you so much."

These words did not seem to be said to him specifically, but rather seemed to be a monologue that had been hidden in his heart but was accidentally said.

Huayu Confucianism froze for a moment, and the smile on his face faded.The mood that had been as calm as a lake gradually stirred up.

When they arrived at the place, it was still Huayuru who carried him upstairs. The boy who drove him wanted to help, but Huayuru refused, and only asked him to put the car in the garage before leaving.

He was put on the bed, and before Huayuru got up, he was pulled back. "Don't go..."

Hua Yuru approached him and patted his head: "What's the matter, do you have a headache?"

The young man shook his head.

"Want to drink water?"

Nod.

Huayu Confucian brought him a glass of water, helped him up to drink, saw his dazed look, and said helplessly, "How much did you drink while I was away? ——Can you chat with that Zhou Zixuan like this?"

Hua Qi tilted his head, thought for a while, and compared the length with his index finger and thumb: "About this much?" With a silly smile on his face, he was probably quite proud, "—You're jealous."

Chinese Confucianism: "..."

He watched him finish drinking, took the water glass and put it on the bed cabinet, and let him lie down.

The boy still tugged on his sleeve and said stubbornly, "You are not allowed to leave."

"Okay, I'm here, don't go." Hua Yuru also lay down halfway along, looking sideways at him.

In the quiet night, the two looked at each other, the boy's eyes reflected the moonlight outside the window: "Brother."

"Ok?"

"You're not leaving me, are you?"

"Will not."

"Are you going to get married?"

"......Will not."

"you're lying."

"I can lie," Hua Yuru looked into his eyes seriously, "but I won't lie to you."

The boy's eyes flashed, as if he believed it.

Huayu Confucianism stretched out his hand to grab the man and put him in his arms: "Go to sleep."

"Well--"

"what happened?"

"It... smells of alcohol."

This will remind me of this. "Want to take a shower?"

"......Um."

"..."

He reached out to turn on the light, took the slippers, took the boy off naked, pushed him into the bathroom, and turned on the shower for him. Before going out, he asked suspiciously, "Can I wash myself..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young man hold a basin on his head and said aggrievedly, "Brother, it's raining heavily outside."

"..."

Don't compare yourself to drunk people.Hua Yuru secretly calculated in his heart that Hua Qi would never be allowed to drink a drop of wine in the future, so he resigned himself to his fate and took on the task of bather.

After finally getting the boy back into bed, the white shirt and trousers that Hua Yuru was wearing were already thoroughly wet, so he turned around and took a shower by himself, and changed into pajamas before coming out.

Wiping his hair with a towel, he saw that the boy on the bed was not asleep, but was playing with his wallet. After a long while, he pulled out a photo from an unknown corner, stared at it for a few seconds, and then looked up at Huayuru .

Huayu Confucianism looked strange to him: "What's wrong?"

"Is this you?"

Hua Yuru took the photo and looked at it, and found that it was a photo of his youth, when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he was about the same age as Qi Qi now.But the point is, there is a girl who is as beautiful as an angel sitting next to him.

"Who is this?"

Huayu Confucianism smiled and teased him: "My son."

"You lied to me, this is obviously a girl." Hua Qi said seriously, with an expression of disbelief on his face that probably said, you still want to lie to me?Don't try to fool me while I'm drunk.

Hua Yuru was amused, put the towel aside, and the man came to bed: "I won't lie to you, this is really a person who is as precious as my son," as he said, he picked up the quilt and wrapped him around the boy, hugging him and the quilt together, There is a warm smile in the tone: "It is also my favorite person."

"Hmph." Hua Qi leaned back against him, unknowingly getting jealous of himself.

The moon rises to the sky, it should be a good night's dream.