Uncertain age difference

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He took his little uncle back to his cramped residence, a small, boxy room with a window, a desk and a bed that were knocked out from his brother's previous apartment, so high-end that it didn't match this room .

He still kept the place very clean, but it no longer had the atmosphere of life when he lived in his little uncle's house.

Materials and documents are neatly stacked on the table, instant noodles are stuffed in the corner, there is only one kettle and a small electric cooker in the whole room, and the daily necessities are bought at the cheapest so that they can be thrown away at any time .

Just like Lu Chen himself.

With his back turned to Ning Huang, he boiled water to make tea, pulled out the electric heater that had not been used for a long time, and helped the little uncle dry his clothes.

And Ning Huang sat on his bed, took off his wet clothes, put on his T-shirt and coat, and dried his hair with his bath towel.

He heard a rustling sound, and after a while, Ning Huang asked, "Is there a hair dryer?"

He did not.

Ning Huang didn't pick it either, and let out an "oh".

His electric kettle was filled with water, and when he turned around, he saw Ning Huang was wearing his T-shirt, which loosely exposed his neck and collarbone. When he was angry, he didn't tie it up, and let it hang down softly, living at home like a bride he just married.

He was still sitting on the edge of his bed, reading one of his books with his head bowed.

But suddenly I heard Ning Huang laughing, throwing the book in his hand aside, and said, "Why do you think about finance?"

He whispered, "I want to make money."

Ning Huang laughed, and said, "Your vision has broadened, and your ambition has grown."

He thought that if he wanted to turn his little uncle into his bride, his ambition would be terrifying.

Ning Huang gossiped with him and asked him: "You live here, how do you usually cook?"

He whispered, "Cook some noodles, or order takeaway."

Ning Huang said, "You don't want to choose now."

He was a little embarrassed, lowered his head, moved his toes, and said, "I'm a little busy, I don't have time."

Ning Huang looked at him for a while, then just said: "Don't worry about making money, and don't need to work so hard."

He said, "Okay."

Ning Huang said for a while, "I've graduated, so I don't need to be busy with both sides."

He shook his head, looked down at his toes, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "I'm a little confused."

He has lost his home, and now he is out of school.

He couldn't stay by his little uncle's side, he was like a stray dog ​​in this city, he could only run after the tail of money.

If the little uncle doesn't come today.

He would be terribly lonely.

The water boiled, and he turned to make tea for his little uncle.

The boiling water was poured into a transparent cup, and the tea bag was flushed out of a light green color. It was not a good tea, so only the initial tea aroma was reassuring.

Ning Huang sat there with his head bowed in silence for a long time, and asked him, "...have you ever brought someone back?"

He said, "No."

The evening sunlight rushed into the room rashly, dyeing both of them in warm colors.

He stared at his little uncle's fingertips.

Thinking, even if you can touch it.

Just touch it, and he won't be so thirsty.

"Aren't you bringing a boyfriend back?"

"I watched your graduation ceremony today, and many people are watching you quietly."

Lu Chen was indeed the most outstanding one among all the graduates. Even though there were countless gossips, just standing there attracted countless eyes.

There are boys, there are girls, there are jealous ones, and there are fond ones.

The children raised in the school have a lovely pure temperament, ignorant and childish, and their eyes are clean. When they stare at Lu Chen, the admiration in their eyes is so bright.

Ning Huang thought about it, and said lightly: "It's best to find someone who works in the city, and it won't be easy to break up in the future."

"I'm not bringing anyone else," he said.

Ning Huang said to himself, "Your place is very good. Although it's a bit small, it's very quiet. On weekends, you can make an appointment and chat. When the light is good, it's suitable for kissing..."

He said, "With whom? With you?"

Ning shook his head and looked at him coldly.

Without saying a word, he finally softened up, looked at him slowly and seriously and said, "Little uncle, I won't do it."

"Will not bring others, and will not kiss others."

Ning Huang said, "Why not? For me?"

Ning Huang was rarely so straightforward and aggressive to him, but he nodded obediently.

His heart was beating loudly.

Looking down at the fingertips of the little uncle, the desire to touch is like a sponge soaked in water, expanding little by little.

Ning Huang laughed on purpose, and said, "Nephew, don't tell me that your behavior is called keeping one's body like a jade?"

He lowered his eyes and said, "Yes."

He didn't lie a word.

Ning Huang seemed a little annoyed, and said, "Lu Chen, there's something wrong with you fucking."

"you……"

I can't say anything harsher.

Because he leaned down and kissed his fingertips.

He stared at it for a long time, and finally made it.

At that moment, it seemed that there was finally something in this world that could accept him, and his soul was ironed.

Ning Huang flicked his fingertips.

But there was a long silence.

He followed his fingertips and kissed the back of his hand, his wrist.

He seemed to be back at that time at last.

His little uncle, with blushing cheeks, was shy and clingy in his arms, pushing him, and curling his neck to kiss him.

What he is most greedy for is the tender time when he can have everything without anything.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he kissed his lips thirstily.

It was so soft that his heart beat wildly, and his whole body became alive.

The tip of his tongue stuck to it, and he greedily ate his lips, calling him in a low voice, little uncle, little uncle, I like you.

Like this you can go back.

It should have been said then.

You should confess your love to your little uncle, you should blend in, you should do nothing but kiss.

The sun shines through the window.

fell on the bed.

The little uncle is right, this place is very suitable for kissing, for lazily tasting each other's lips in the sun, and also suitable for daydreaming and possessing the person you like.

He was as illusory as in a dream.

They panted and rolled together, and he smelled his own breath on Ning Huang.

Ning Huang finally fell on his back on his bed.

After an unknown amount of time, they stopped, and he was buried in his neck like a big dog again.

He got the short-lived and illusory happiness, and even curled up the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, wanting to absorb more.

The temperature that can only be obtained from his little uncle.

But Ning Huang suddenly grabbed the back of his head.

Ning Huang's ears were blushing, and the emotion at the end of his eyes did not fade away, but his eyes were cold and cold as if he had just seen him for the first time.

It was as if he had finally made up his mind.

Ning Huang stared into his eyes and said, "Lu Chen, this is the last time."

A bucket of cold water was poured down.

Ning Huang said quietly: "Lu Chen, if I want a lover, I can find any kind of lover, and I don't want to spoil you."

"It's not worth spoiling my own mind."

Ning Huang was silent for a moment, then slowly pushed him away.

He slowly tied up his hair, remained silent for a long time, and said, "You don't need to change your clothes, yours...I'll send it to you later."

The happiness just now disappeared.

"If there is someone who is interested, find someone as soon as possible."

"It's good to make me die."

Ning Huang said lightly, "...I'll do it as soon as possible."

He grabbed his hand violently.

There was no way to let go.

ASAP what?

Found another interested person?

He has a clear perception.

If Ning Huang is released at this time and let him leave from here, he really won't come again.

Ning Huang asked him to let go.

He refused.

Ning Huang slapped him.

not heavy.

It was still soft-hearted when it fell on the face, and didn't even leave a mark.

However, his eyes were still red in the end, because he saw the faint annoyance and hatred in his little uncle's eyes.

His voice became hoarse and he said, "little uncle, can you wait for me?"

Wait for him to get better.

Go faster.

He bowed his head, speaking intermittently of his father's threats.

Said that he no longer has a home, a school that he can't go back to, and is full of rumors.

I can't let go of my self-esteem.

The hesitation and pain that can't be grasped.

He was very pressed these days, and when his work was not going well, he almost quarreled with his senior brother.

The senior brother couldn't understand that he was staring at Qian and not letting go, and scolded him for his shallow eyelids, and he was already bewildered.

But he still didn't know what he could exchange for his little uncle.

He said: "Little uncle, will it be okay when I earn money?"

"Does it mean that everything will be fine when I have money?"

"If it can get better."

"Can you wait for me?"

"I really like you."

I like it so much that I can't use like to describe it.

I like it so much that I can't bear to lose it.

He couldn't say anything, and finally murmured, and poured out all his brains, trying to hold back his tears.

But his vision was still blurred, and he couldn't see the little uncle's expression clearly.

But only heard the little uncle scolding in a low voice.

"Little brat."

Still a kid who thinks he's grown up.