heartbeat out of control

Xiao Le took the medicine box at home, and found Yu Xuan, who was still full of hostility, on the steps of the school playground, with cigarette butts scattered all over the ground.

Xiao Le frowned slightly at such a young age.

Seeing Xiao Le's displeasure, Yu Xuan ruthlessly collected more than half of it unconsciously, and silently picked the cigarette butts on the ground into an empty cigarette case.

Xiao Le caught a glimpse of the wound on Yu Xuan's right arm, sat down on the stone steps on his right, opened the medicine box, tore open the small package of wet tissues, and pulled his arm.

A large piece of skin was scraped off the white elbow, and the bruised and purple wound oozes blood, like a perfect porcelain doll artwork being scratched.

"Why didn't you call me when you were injured?" Xiao Le asked in a deep voice.

Yu Xuan raised his eyebrows indifferently, and retorted in a low voice without any momentum: "Why do they keep looking for you, I don't care about you."

He didn't want to cause trouble for Xiao Le.

Xiao Le stopped wiping, looked at him and asked, "Then who is in charge of you?"

Yu Xuan met his unreadable sharp eyes, and after a few seconds, he consciously lowered his eyelids: "No one will return, I will belong to myself."

Xiao Le dipped a cotton swab in hydrogen peroxide, "It hurts a bit, bear with it."

Yu Xuan looked sideways, and his eyes fell on the long and thin finger with distinct phalanges that was holding his arm, like a pianist's hand, very beautiful.

He whispered: "It's not when I was a child."

This wound was ten years ago, he could cry for half an hour, and couldn't help it.

I remember that when he was about seven or eight years old, he accidentally fell on the basketball court. Without knee pads, the skin on his knee was broken and blood flowed.

Lao Yu devoted himself to cultivating him into a tough guy with sportsmanship, saying that a man bleeds but does not shed tears, and this injury is nothing.

He was embarrassed to cry in front of adults, so he hid in a corner and secretly wiped his tears.

When he was a child, he really loved to cry, and he was also very afraid of pain. People often laughed that he looked like a girl because of his thin skin and tender flesh, but he looked even more like a girl when he cried.

He cried for a long time that day, not only because of knee pain, but because he felt that no one loved him, his father would only force him to practice, and his mother never cared about him.

Xiao Le appeared in front of him when he had cried enough and there was really no more tears to shed, and he didn't ask him why he was crying, nor did he say whether he should cry or not.

Xiao Le squatted in front of him on one knee, disinfecting the wound on his knee, his movements and tone were rare gentle, and asked him while wiping, "Does it hurt?"

Alcohol stained the wound, it was extremely painful like a needle prick, he resisted the trembling and tears in his eyes and remained still, gritted his teeth against his will and said "it doesn't hurt", subconsciously he didn't want to lose face in front of Xiao Le.

But when Xiao Le said it didn't hurt and left on his own, he sniffed again and regretted it, his eyes were red and he said it hurt, his voice was full of grievances that hadn't been put away completely.

Xiao Le rubbed his hair condescendingly, and then carried him home.

Xiao Le treated his wound with the same gentleness as when he was a child. He said that it has been hot these past two days, wrapped in gauze and airtight, and he should take good care of him at home for two days, and he will be fine when the scars form.

There was no need to shoot for the next week, Xiao Le took Yuxuan back to his home.

"Do you want help with taking a shower?" Xiao Le found clean clothes and handed them to Yu Xuan.

Yu Xuan took the clothes and waved his hands carelessly, "No, no, I can do it myself." Xiao Le really gave him a bath when he was a child, but he definitely can't do it now.

After taking a shower, Yu Xuan changed into Xiao Le's white shirt and shorts. The loose cuffs were rolled up layer by layer, revealing most of his fair arms, and the muscles on his calves were strong and well-proportioned.

It's just that the wound accidentally got water, Xiao Le looked as if he had expected it, frowned and helped Yu Xuan reapply the medicine, telling him not to take a bath tomorrow.

Fearing that Xiao Le would be unhappy, Yu Xuan quickly nodded in agreement.

After taking the medicine, Xiao Le packed the medicine box and stood up, glanced at his two long, straight, bare legs, "Go to bed first, I have to work for a while."

Yu Xuan said obediently: "Okay, you are busy, don't worry about me."

But Yu Xuan couldn't sleep, so he played childishly with Xiaobai on the sofa for a while, rubbing balls and flattening, Xiaobai really couldn't stand this cat-loving monster and complained that he had nowhere to go, so he ran back to the cat's den.

I turned on the TV and watched it for a while, and after changing several channels, it was boring, so I just lay on the sofa and played with my mobile phone.

Yi Fanxing just sent a WeChat message asking him if he would go back to the dormitory, so he clicked on WeChat and chatted for a while.

When it comes to filming the MV, Yu Xuan is upset. He is not homophobic, but physically he rejects intimate contact between same-sex people.

Yi Fanxing asked back: [What if it is the opposite sex? 】

Yu Xuan didn't seem to be able to think about it.

Men can't do it, and women can't do it either. Yi Fanxing is stuck like a dog, so he casually advises him to find a boy of the same sex for more practice, desensitization treatment, and get used to it.

An hour later, it was already 12:30 in the middle of the night, and Xiao Le came out of the study. Yu Xuan immediately jumped up from the sofa when he heard the movement, and rubbed his hands at the seams of his trousers because of nervousness.

Xiao Le was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Why haven't you slept yet, is there something wrong?"

Yu Xuan lowered his head and asked softly, "Can you practice with me?"

Xiao Le: "Practice what?"

"Forced kiss..." After Yu Xuan finished speaking, a blush quickly appeared on Yu Xuan's face, and he explained awkwardly: "It's not a real kiss, it's a borrowed physical exercise. You, if you want it, forget it. I'll go find someone else to practice." ..."

Xiao Le looked at him and frowned, and agreed.

Yu Xuan told Xiao Le about the general scene. Xiao Qi went to Xiao Ze's house to do homework together, and accidentally found a love letter written by Xiao Ze to a girl. Xiao Qi angrily pressed Xiao Ze against the door and kissed him forcefully.

Xiao Le nodded in understanding, and slowly approached him, "I don't know how to act, so I can skip other things and just practice physical contact."

"Okay." Yu Xuan didn't understand either.

Xiao Le stood in front of him and blocked the large area of ​​light, and the soft shadow covered Yu Xuan's body, and Yu Xuan stuck to the wall stiffly.

"Be careful not to touch your arm." Xiao Le reminded him.

Yu Xuan nodded slightly, indicating that he could start.

Xiao Le looked at Yu Xuan with dark, deep and beautiful eyes, as if he could suck people in, but Yu Xuan didn't dare to look at him and looked away.

The night was too quiet, the sound of each other's breathing became very clear and ambiguous, and Yu Xuan became inexplicably nervous.

Xiao Le also had no experience in kissing someone forcefully, so he didn't know where to start. He raised his hand and paused, then brushed the hair on Yu Xuan's ear, and said in a low voice, "This hairstyle is not bad, your black hair looks good."

The voice is close at hand, deep and magnetic, like a male anchor reading an emotional story before going to bed on a late-night radio station, with a different kind of temptation in it.

Yu Xuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, there was no such line in the script, why didn't he follow the script, and added random words, who let him play freely...

The slender fingers slid from the earlobe into the hair, and the temperature from the fingertips was slightly hot, and Yu Xuan's ears burned.

Xiao Le hugged his belt with one hand, pinched his chin with the other, slowly lowered his head towards him, making a gesture of kissing him.

A strong masculine aura enveloped Yu Xuan, his body was tense and stiff, his fingers pressed tightly against the wall, at this moment he thought that Xiao Le was really going to kiss him, and he closed his eyes in a panic.

Xiao Le stopped at Yu Xuan's lips and then moved away, his breath lightly brushed Yu Xuan's face, and moved to his neck to sniff lightly.

Yu Xuan raised his head unconsciously, his heart trembled, and his mind went blank, which was completely different from the feeling when Li Ci approached him.

He hadn't figured out what the difference was when Xiao Le let go of him.

Yu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a big dream, his face was as red as a boiled shrimp, and he stuck to the wall stupidly, without moving for a long time, his palms were sweating profusely.

Fuck, why is he nervous, why is he blushing...

Xiao Le twitched the corner of his mouth and asked him, "Is my acting okay?"

Yu Xuan came back to his senses, and complained softly with a blushing face, "You're not a forced kiss..."

Xiao Le said "hmm", "Because you didn't resist."

The author says:

Xiaoyu: I'm sorry...it seems to be a slap in the face, please correct me a little bit, I may be crooked in a certain situation.