There is a bend

Just thinking of a fart!

He is straight!

Lin Nian almost dropped his phone.

I wanted to look at other search results, so I just stopped and turned off the screen.

He propped his forehead, the phone was in the palm of his hand, his expression remained blank: What's going on these two days.

There was a sudden reaction in front of Bian Yue again, and it was a spring|dream again.

Thinking of that dream, recalling the clear details of the dream that he still remembers, Lin Nian put his hands on his head and pinched the lid of the sky: Forget, forget, forget, forget everything!

Why remember these? !

Which dream did you remember before, just remember the one from last night?Take what you can!

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, by the way, didn't he promise the little brother yesterday, and asked Qiu Kunpeng for a film?

Forget it all.

Lin Nian heaved a sigh of relief, it really was because of the unresolved relationship.

Also.

Some time ago, he was busy with basketball games, exams and simulations. He didn't meet many girls. He was surrounded by a group of stinky men. He reacted and then had a dream about the same sex, isn't it abnormal?

It can only be said that the external objective conditions are placed here, and the environment is such an environment.

Taking a step back, dreaming of Bian Yue is considered good. If it dreams of other boys, such as Qiu Kunpeng, the other two in the dormitory, or even gay friend Meng Ran, will he still be alive?

After thinking about it for a year, Lin Nian completely figured it out and felt comfortable.

He sent a message to Qiu Kunpeng: Kun'er, you didn't send me yesterday's video.Don't patronize your sister and ignore your brother.

Qiu Kunpeng: Mr. Nian, early in the morning, let's talk about something neutral.

The podium was empty, Lin Niannian: You are so thoughtful.

Lao Zhou is their management teacher.

Lin Niannian: I said that later you will come to the stage to analyze the case.

Qiu Kunpeng: ...

Qiu Kunpeng: Damn, no.

Qiu Kunpeng: It's better to talk about something colorful.

Qiu Kunpeng: [put your hands together]

Qiu Kunpeng: Lord Nian, Father Nian, Father Nian.You are the best at this.

Qiu Kunpeng: Go and talk to Lao Zhou, are you up to no good, don't call me, I'm a badass.

Lin Nian was afraid that he would turn around and forget.

Lin Niannian: Send it, send it now.

Lin Niannian: After you send it, I will tell Lao Zhou.

Qiu Kunpeng: Immediately!wait.

In order to distribute the film to Lin Nian, Qiu Kunpeng had already eaten in the cafeteria, so he went back to the dormitory to get the computer.

I happened to meet Bian Yue downstairs in the dormitory area, and greeted him head-on: "Boss Bian."

Seeing him go back to the dormitory, Bian Yue raised his hand to check the time, and asked casually, "Isn't there class?"

He knew the class schedule of the engineering management, and knew that Lin Yian's class had classes in the morning.

Qiu Kunpeng raised eyebrows at him mischievously: "Go back and 'serve' Nian Ye."

Bian Yue: "Is he still in the bedroom?"

Qiu Kunpeng: "Where is it, I left early, he went out before I got up."

Bian Yue is not surprised by this. Although Lin Niannian is naughty, he has always been very concerned about his homework. Not to mention in class, his grades are among the best in the department. Getting up early and going to bed late for professional courses is a daily routine.

What is unusual is Qiu Kunpeng's next teasing: "The early bird gets the worm, and Nian is so early in the morning, and he is also worrying about his own little birds."

When it comes to "little bird", look down, it is a part that men understand.

Bian Yue didn't want to chat with Qiu Kunpeng at first, and went to the dormitory to get things. Qiu Kunpeng was obviously in a hurry to get the computer to send the film and go to class, so he would pass by.

Bian Yue asked him suddenly: "What are you worrying about?"

After a pause, "He didn't go to class? On a date?"

Lin Nian is not only popular among boys, but also many girls inside and outside the department like him.

When Qiu Kunpeng made such a joke, Bian Yue thought that Lin Niannian skipped class and went on a date with a girl.

—even though this has never happened before.

Qiu Kunpeng smiled: "Where is it, I misunderstood."

She covered her lips in a low voice, "He sent me a message early in the morning, asking me to send him some colorful films."

Take a break. "Ear Ba Wuling Hey Ba Liujiuling"

Qiu Kunpeng: "Oh, I'm leaving, I have class, it's going to be too late."

Qiu Kunpeng finished the whole management class, and the get out of class was over, and he didn't see anyone called by Lao Zhou to analyze the case.

After reacting, he realized that he had been bullied by Lin Niannian, "Damn, I ate half of my breakfast and ran back."

"Those films are all in my computer, when can't they be uploaded, are you afraid they will get away, or are you afraid that I won't send them to you if I get away?"

The two walked outside the classroom together, Lin Nian hooked his shoulders, the two brothers patted him nicely, and said, "I'm afraid I'll forget it again, don't be angry, I'll treat you to dinner at noon."

Qiu Kunpeng raised his finger at him, his eyes were a bit revealing: "Anxious."

Then he said: "For you, is this hard to solve? There are so many girls chasing you, pick the one you like, and talk to a girlfriend directly."

Lin Niannian was speechless: "Where can I talk?" He was so busy that he didn't go to clubs recently, and he was still a girl.

That night, on the way out of the library, Lin Niannian briefly thought about whether to watch the film in the dormitory, help the little brother in the bathroom or lie in the quilt after finishing it, or simply go to the rented house outside the school.

Considering that the dormitory was crowded and inconvenient, Qiu Kunpeng, who sent him the photos, knew what he would do at night, so he decided to go to Bian Yue's place.

In this case.

Lin Nian thought: There is no need to go back to the dormitory, Bian Yue has a computer there.

Anyway, Qiu Kunpeng sent the film to his Q mailbox, so he borrowed Bian Yue's computer to log in and download it, so he can take a look at it casually.

Lin Nian went to the house, and Bian Yue happened to be there, sitting at the dining table and using the computer.

Lin Nian asked him while changing his shoes: "How long will your computer be used? Lend me when it's over."

Bian Yue was busy in front of the laptop without raising his head: "Lend you to engage in pornography?" [-]

Lin Niannian: ...

Damn, how did he know?

Bian Yue's next two words: "Dream, dream."

Lin Nian was speechless.

He has only one little brother in total, except for going to the toilet and straightening his pants, he usually takes care of them, and ignores them most of the time.

It's rare for him to think of it, and the little brother just needs it, so can he "take care" and "help" it smoothly?

Just relax, even watching the film to solve it, it took more than ten minutes, and it dragged on for two nights, is it so difficult?

Lin Nian sighed heavily in front of Bian Yue, because he wanted to settle the matter at night and not delay it, so he didn't talk nonsense with Bian Yue, since he didn't borrow it, Lin Nian nodded. Head, "Okay, I'll go back to the dormitory", turned around and left.

Bian Yue: "Would you rather be on the bed in your dormitory where there are not even half a curtain, or in the bathroom where the door panels can't block the sound of water?"

Lin Niannian: ...

Life is difficult.

Lin Yinian walked halfway and turned back, thinking that what Bian Yue said made sense.

When this kind of thing happens, it's better not to be in the same space as the other three people who are sleeping together.

But Bian Yue doesn't matter here.

Don't say clearly what he is going to do, you know what he is doing inside through the door, even in person...

Lin Nian recalled when the two were teenagers, junior high school, he was in the most difficult period of adolescence, it was really 24 hours a day, doing homework, walking, eating, falling asleep, he could respond anytime, anywhere .

Physically burdened, he was suffering and unbearable, and he couldn't tell his parents, so he talked to Bian Yue, who was closest to him and had the best relationship, and asked Bian Yue of the same age if this would happen, and how to solve it.

Lin Nian felt aggrieved: "Sometimes I do it by myself several times a night, before going to bed, and when I wake up in the middle of the night, I can't sleep well, it's so annoying."

It would be fine for him to solve it, but his body is affected by the vigorous hormones of puberty, and it doesn't give him a good time at all.

I can't wait to DIY all day, I want to DIY.

Very annoying, very annoying!

One day, when there was no one at home, Bian Yue came over, and the two of them were sitting in front of the big TV in the living room playing games together. Being controlled by his physiological reaction, he couldn't concentrate, failed to break through the game, and was so irritable that he dropped the controller directly.

Bian Yue looked over.

With an irritable expression on his face, Lin Nian got up from the carpet, ready to go upstairs and go back to his room for a quick fix, but Bian Yue grabbed him and dragged him back to the carpet and in front of the sofa.

"I'll help you."

Bian Yue stared at him, not joking, with a serious expression and deep eyes.

"When someone else's hand helps you, it feels different."

Bian Yue faced him face to face, his voice was low and his breathing was shallow and slow.

"Really?" He didn't believe it, but he was even more curious.

"Really." Bian Yue unzipped his pants chain.

That was the first time.

There were a few more times later.

It wasn't until the two of them went to high school, and the adolescence of responding as they said and reacted, that they no longer suffered from it, that this kind of mutual help was over.

So in Lin Nian's concept, he wants to DIY, Bian Yue knows, and Bian Yue knows what he is doing inside through a door and a wall, it doesn't hinder at all, it's completely OK.

The two of them have helped each other. Under this premise, what can't be known by Bianyue, and can't be in the same space with Bianyue.

"I'm going in." Lin Nian said as he walked towards the room, intending to borrow Bian Yue's room.

After a sudden pause, he thought that the bed was not convenient for the bathroom, so he simply went directly to the bathroom.

He turned his head and said cheaply, "Let's go together."

"It's not like we haven't been together."

Bian Yue looked up slowly from behind the computer screen.

Lin Nian said casually, without paying attention to Bian Yue, walked to the door of the bathroom, took off his coat before going in, and threw the clothes that would obviously get in the way later on the sofa.

Lin Nian walked into the bathroom.

He didn't really invite Bian Yue at all, nor did he expect Bian Yue to come.

After all, when they grow up, boys won't share everything like they did when they were young.

At this age, they will not help each other.

The walls of the bathroom were either adjacent to the toilet, sink, or installed a bathtub. Lin Nian simply walked into the shower room behind the glass door, and as soon as the door closed, he began to get busy.

Just beginning to feel a little bit, there was a very light "click" on the door lock.

Lin Nian suddenly looked back.

Bian Yue just opened the glass door of the shower room, Lin Nian turned around and saw him, startled.

"What are you doing?"

Bian Yue's voice was low: "Help you. Didn't you invite me?"

……

……

……

After everything was over, Lin Nian leaned on the wall with one arm, lowered his head, panting heavily.

He didn't know what to breathe, did he need to be so excited?Is the reaction too strong?

It's not that Bian Yue has never helped him before, he has always known what it feels like to be helped out.

how today...

But there is one thing, Lin Nian is very clear in his heart, as clear as a mirror in his heart.

That was the final checkpoint. He had a strong thought in his heart: he really wanted to turn around, to get close to Bianyue, to hug him, to hold him tightly, desperately, even to...

kiss his lips.