round spring

I have seen the outside world, I have been to many places and met many friends, but I still like you.

——An Yuan's Diary

Shen Xingchun felt the temperature on his back, and the palms that were close to his lower abdomen. An Yuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and Shen Xingchun's body stiffened for a moment following the trembling of An Yuan's fingertips.

The water above the head flowed on the two of them, and then rolled down along the bodies that were close together, hit the insteps, fell on the floor and broke into several petals, and bounced off the toes of the two.

An Yuan felt that Shen Xingchun's body suddenly tensed up, the muscles in his back, shoulders, and lower abdomen were still tightening a little bit.

Under the sound of running water, there are two suddenly intertwined, messy, moist, viscous breaths with a slight smell of alcohol.

The temperature in the bathroom was rising little by little, and An Yuan's mind went blank after asking the question.

Just now he wanted to leave the bathroom first, but for some reason, he walked over without even thinking about it.

Now that he regained his senses, he felt a little regretful, he didn't dare to move the fingers that were attached to Shen Xingchun's lower abdomen, he didn't dare to go up, and he didn't dare to go down.

An Yuan was still afraid, he was afraid that Shen Xingchun would still be the same as before, maybe the answer to him in the diary didn't mean what he thought, and he was even more afraid that Shen Xingchun would still not have the slightest reaction to him.

Shen Xingchun didn't expect that An Yuan would hug him. It took a long time before he heard An Yuan's question. He raised his hand and just touched the back of An Yuan's hand. He wanted to hold him and turn around. Doorbell rang.

An Yuan panicked for a moment, moved his wrist and let go of the hand holding Shen Xingchun's waist, and took half a step back, "Brother Chun, I'll open the door, you wash first."

When Shen Xingchun turned around, An Yuan had already picked up the towel on the shelf and walked out.

The bathroom door opened and then closed again with a snap.

Shen Xingchun looked down at himself, then looked up at the closed bathroom door and sighed.

Xin said that the person who knocked on the door had better have something big.

An Yuan casually wiped off the water on her body, changed her clothes and walked over to open the door.

Qi Yunfeng was outside the door, seeing An Yuan's red face and eyes, he was startled: "Xiao Yuaner, what's wrong with you, your face is so red, and your eyes are so red, isn't it because you are allergic to alcohol?"

"Am I blushing?" An Yuan was still clutching the towel, touched his face, rubbed his eyes, his chest was still thumping, he only felt his face was hot, and slowly exhaled and said: " It's not an allergy, maybe it's because I just took a shower, the water is too hot."

Qi Yunfeng took two steps inside and closed the door. He heard the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, and raised his chin towards the bathroom with the corner of his lips curled up. "It's Dachun inside. You and Dachun took a shower together?"

"No," An Yuan hurriedly denied, "I went in after my brother had been washed."

Qi Yunfeng just smiled and didn't ask any more questions. He walked to the sofa, hooked a stool with his feet and sat down.

"Brother Feng, why haven't you slept so late?" An Yuan wiped her hair with a towel again, walked to the edge of the bed and sat on it.

"Xiaobai quarreled with me," Qi Yunfeng sighed, "I just called him a few times and he just hung up and didn't answer my call, nor did he answer the landline in the room. Xiaoyuan'er lent me his phone Use it."

An Yuan said good, turned around and took his mobile phone from the bedside, found Geng Bai's number in the address book, and gave the mobile phone to Qi Yunfeng, "Why did you quarrel with Brother Bai?"

"He has an event in Beijing this time. I don't want him to participate. He won't do it." Qi Yunfeng took the phone and pressed the call button directly. Wait for him."

An Yuan smiled, and was a little envious of Qi Yunfeng and Geng Bai, the young couple was noisy and lively.

Seeing that it was An Yuan's call, Geng Bai answered it quickly, and called "Xiao Yuan'er."

Qi Yunfeng pressed the speakerphone, An Yuan heard Geng Bai's voice, and said to the phone: "Brother Bai, happy new year."

"Happy New Year, Xiaoyuan, why don't you come to Beijing after the Chinese New Year?" Geng Bai said.

"I don't think I have time to go this time. I have to leave in two days. I guess I won't have time to go until summer vacation," An Yuan said, "Brother Bai, I won't tell you, Brother Feng is here with me. Next to him, he said he wanted to talk to you."

Qi Yunfeng turned off the speakerphone, and said to the phone: "Xiaobai, I..."

Geng Bai probably wanted to hang up the phone, but Qi Yunfeng said "Don't, don't, don't" several times, and then said: "Don't hang up, I'm calling you from Xiaoyuaner's mobile phone, you have to listen to me to finish."

An Yuan couldn't hear what Geng Bai said again, Qi Yunfeng stood up from the chair, walked to the window with his mobile phone in his hand, leaned on the radiator with his arms folded, and concentrated on talking to Geng Bai.

Shen Xingchun had already turned off the shower, and after hearing what An Yuan said just now that he had to leave in a few days, he hurriedly wiped off the water on his body with a towel, wrapped himself around his waist, walked to the door, knocked on the door, and called An Yuan: "Xiao Yuan'er, bring me a change of clothes and come in."

An Yuan stood up and said "Hey", found a set of Shen Xingchun's clothes from the suitcase standing on the ground, and carried it directly into the bathroom.

Shen Xingchun was standing next to the sink, An Yuan lifted the clothes to him and said, "Here."

Shen Xingchun was not wearing any clothes on his upper body, and a section of his calf was exposed underneath. An Yuan didn't know where to look, so he glanced back and forth in the bathroom, and finally looked up at Shen Xingchun's face.

Shen Xingchun's eyes were also red, and there was a small drop of water on the peak of his lips, shining under the lamp.

He pursed his lips, and the water dripped off. He took the clothes and took the short sleeves and put them on his head.

An Yuan turned around and wanted to leave, but Shen Xingchun had already put one arm into his sleeve. Feeling An Yuan's movement, he stretched out his foot to block him, and held his arm with his sleeved arm, saying: "Don't go yet, wait I'll take a moment."

An Yuan didn't move, standing on the spot, Shen Xingchun held his arm without letting go, leaned forward to block him in front of him.

An Yuan was squeezed by him and leaned back, leaning her back against the sink.

Shen Xingchun struggled to put on clothes with one arm, An Yuan raised his hand to help him pull and pull.

Seeing that An Yuan was not leaving, Shen Xingchun let go of him, pulled off the bath towel and began to put on his pants again.

An Yuan kept staring at Shen Xingchun's collar, knowing that he had torn off the towel, but he didn't look down.

Shen Xingchun put on his clothes, tugged at the hem of his trousers, this time directly wrapped his arms around An Yuan's arms, and asked in a low voice, "When are you leaving?"

An Yuan also whispered back: "In two days, about the tenth day of the lunar new year, I have taken too many days off, so I have to go."

The time of An Yuanhan's summer vacation is different from Shen Xingchun's. For Chinese New Year, he came back from a vacation, not a holiday. Shen Xingchun frowned, "There are only four days left?"

An Yuan nodded, he was hooped by Shen Xingchun in front of him, the space was too small, so he moved his calf slightly, the tip of the slippers brushed against Shen Xingchun's calf through the fabric of his trousers, as well as the inside of his bare ankle.

Shen Xingchun took a heavy breath, and squeezed the hand holding An Yuan's arm.

An Yuan felt a little pain in his arm, and raised his head to stare at Shen Xingchun, with a hazy layer of water vapor covering the bottom of his eyes.

His eyes were originally red, but after being pinched by Shen Xingchun, they became even redder now, he pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "It hurts, brother."

Shen Xingchun let go of An Yuan's arm, but didn't let go of his man. He stretched his hands behind An Yuan's back, and easily grasped An Yuan's waist with his palms, dragging his back and hooping him in front of him, In this pose, they are getting closer.

An Yuan's tightly pursed lips parted slightly, and a soft moan escaped from her throat.

Shen Xingchun's palm, which had just loosened a little, tightened uncontrollably, and pressed An Yuan into his arms again, bowed his head and kissed his slightly opened lips.

An Yuan felt a large shadow on the top of his head fall, followed by Shen Xingchun's hot lips, aside from the time he kissed Shen Xingchun before he left, this was the first real kiss between the two, it was jerky like two people fighting each other. Little beasts biting together.

Both of them were inexperienced, Shen Xingchun's tongue was scratched several times by An Yuan's teeth, and it hurt a little.

Under the pain, flames rose from the depths of the ground, surging continuously, burning the two of them from their toes.

The two entangled breaths still carried a not-so-smelling alcohol smell, and they poured on the fire again, leaving only the clamoring temperature.

An Yuan tentatively stuck out the tip of her tongue again, but was directly wrapped up and plundered by Shen Xingchun.

His legs were so soft from Shen Xingchun's kiss, his body was as limp as a ball of watered cotton, if Shen Xingchun hadn't hugged his waist, he would have collapsed on the ground long ago.

Shen Xingchun didn't get any better. Hearing An Yuan's breathing became heavier and heavier, he didn't let go of An Yuan's lips until he couldn't breathe anymore. When they parted, they brought out a few transparent silver threads.

Shen Xingchun couldn't hold back, and lightly licked Anyuan's lips a few more times before they separated completely.

He took a few breaths before opening his mouth: "I asked you to come back because I wanted to see you. You came back. I saw you. After I saw you, I found that I didn't want to let you go. I couldn't bear it, especially .”

Shen Xingchun held An Yuan's chin with both hands, kissed him on the chin again and said, "I couldn't bear to part with it four years ago..."

As soon as Shen Xingchun finished speaking, tears slid down the corners of An Yuan's eyes and dripped into Shen Xingchun's palm.

Shen Xingchun lowered his head and kissed An Yuan's eyes, following his tears down to the base of his neck, the harder he kissed, the harder An Yuan cried.

An Yuan didn't want to cry at first, but he couldn't help it. Shen Xingchun kissed his eyelashes again, coaxing softly: "Xiao Yuaner, don't cry. I can't see you crying. I feel bad when you cry."

An Yuan sniffed, and lay on Shen Xingchun's chest to wipe away tears. Although Shen Xingchun had already said it, he still wanted to ask again, "Brother Chun, do you like me?"

"I like it." Shen Xingchun put his palms on the back of An Yuan's neck, stroked it down, and squeezed it until he reached the base of his neck, "Maybe my empress dowager realized it later, and only now discovered..."

After Qi Yunfeng finished using his phone, he knocked on the bathroom door, "Xiao Yuaner, I put the phone on the table, so I'll go back directly."

An Yuan pushed Shen Xingchun, and opened his mouth to answer, but his voice was too soft.

Shen Xingchun put his arms around his shoulders, and said towards the door: "Hurry up and go."

Qi Yunfeng smiled, put his hands in his pockets, opened the door and left.

An Yuan raised his hand and rubbed his face, and only after hearing the outside door closed, he said, "Brother Chun, did Brother Feng hear that?"

"I didn't hear it." Shen Xingchun rubbed An Yuan's hair, "Our voices are quite low."

"Then why do I feel that Brother Feng heard it." An Yuan felt a little embarrassed.

"He didn't hear it, he knew it."

"what do you know?"

"I just told Brother Feng that both Yu Yang and Lin Hao knew about it." Shen Xingchun opened the door and walked out holding An Yuan's hand, "I was planning to have a good talk with you today."

An Yuan grabbed Shen Xingchun's index finger and shook it, "I'm the one who delayed your business."

Shen Xingchun pulled An Yuan to the side of the chair, and after he sat down, he pulled his wrist, hugged An Yuan on his lap and sat there, "You told me before, but this time I wanted to speak first. "

An Yuan straddled Shen Xingchun's lap, hooked his neck with both hands, and lowered her head to bite a few hairs on Shen Xingchun's head.

Shen Xingchun's hair was very stiff, and An Yuan felt a little prickly in his mouth. He pursed his lips again and said, "I don't care who said it first. You said you asked me to go outside. I've seen it. I've been to many places. I have met many friends, but I still like you."

An Yuan bit Shen Xingchun's nose again, and finally lay on his shoulder, her chin resting on his shoulder, her nasal voice was heavy, tears slid down the bridge of her nose, dripping on Shen Xingchun's shoulder.

"Brother, do you know? I think I'm so selfish, so selfish that I left the diary to you on purpose. I was thinking, if you can't fall in love with me for the rest of your life, that diary is like I deliberately kissed you before I left. A knife in my heart, I know what that knife is like, even if you are really with a girl in the future, as long as you think of that diary, I know that knife will circle around in your heart, bloody Yes, it hurts when I think about it, so I dare not contact you afterwards."

An Yuan wiped the tears that had slid down to his chin on Shen Xingchun's shoulder, he stretched out his tongue and licked the dry corners of his lips, the smell and warmth of Shen Xingchun were still on his lips.

"Brother Chun, I often think to myself, it's fine if you don't read the diary, tear it up, throw it away, burn it, whatever you want, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable when you think of me, or feel sick..."

"There is no response," Shen Xingchun interrupted An Yuan's words. His chest was aching from An Yuan's words, and he patted An Yuan's back lightly with his palms. "Your diary has been written for four years. It’s enough for me to watch it day and night for four years, without any reaction, only heartache, and liking..."

"But you...you didn't respond to me before," An Yuan said in a particularly aggrieved way, thinking that the back of his nose was sore, "I don't like men, and I was kissed by men for so long."

"You were almost crying that night. Tears spilled on my face as if you didn't want money. You cried through your clothes. I was so distressed. How would I react?" Shen Xingchun said, fingers resting on the Round leg. Pinched on the root, "You still accuse me, do you have any reaction?"

An Yuan was pinched by Shen Xingchun so that she straightened her back, with such a movement, An Yuan's ass rubbed forward.

This time, he clearly felt the changes in Shen Xingchun's body and lower body, and he recalled it again and whispered: "I didn't seem to respond that day, I was so uncomfortable..."

"You didn't respond yourself, so you have to ask me to respond." Shen Xingchun rubbed the place where he had pinched An Yuan just now, "Aren't you double standards?"