I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

Reason told Zhuang Wenyao that he should let go now.

But the instinct kicked the rationality away: I can't bear it!

Lu Zhiheng was usually the type who buttoned the second button of his shirt meticulously, and the neckline of the pajamas was a bit low, so his chest was extremely sensitive, and he couldn't stand Zhuang Wenyao breathing against his chest!

He couldn't control his increasingly violent heartbeat, and the situation would only get worse if it went on like this.

So Lu Zhiheng hugged Zhuang Wenyao's head, trying to tell him to stop, but encountered a wet and cold area.

I was dizzy from being turned around, but what I said was caring about the other party: "It's so wet...you haven't blown your hair yet, have you?"

Zhuang Wenyao knew it in his heart, felt that it was almost done, and slowly stopped, buried in his chest with a muffled "hmm".

"You'll catch a cold, shall I blow it with you?" Lu Zhiheng inserted his fingers into his hair and stroked his scalp, trying to prevent the loss of heat in this way.

Zhuang Wenyao's head felt a numbness like an electric shock, it was so comfortable that he didn't want to let go!

But the rationality in his mind limped back and warned him: scale, scale!

So he put Lu Zhiheng down with great reluctance, pouted his lips: "Okay..."

Lu Zhiheng finally landed on both feet, but still kept his arms around Zhuang Wenyao's head, looking at him and smiling.

So Zhuang Wenyao also put his arms around his waist and smiled with a smile on his face.

In the quiet water room, the hum of the hair dryer sounded again.

Zhuang Wenyao sat in front of Lu Zhiheng, with his back to him, Lu Zhiheng held the hair dryer in one hand, and rubbed his hair with the other.

The warm wind was blowing around the top of his head, the noise in his ears was lingering, and Lu Zhiheng's figure could not be seen in front of his eyes, but Zhuang Wenyao could clearly feel the touch of his hand brushing against his scalp, and suddenly felt extremely at ease.

Lu Zhiheng felt that Zhuang Wenyao's wet hair looked good, with a different sense of laziness, relaxation and obedient cuteness, which made him want to hold him in his arms.

The back of his neck is very clean, with a physiological curvature, but the just right muscle lines are graceful and full of tension, which makes Lu Zhiheng really want to...

No, it will scare him!

hold back, hold back!

The wet hair gradually dried, Lu Zhiheng reluctantly turned off the hair dryer, and the world instantly became quiet.

"Blow it dry!" Lu Zhiheng turned to Zhuang Wenyao, leaned slightly, and focused on arranging his hair, "Ah Yao, your hair is so soft..."

But the kind with roots is soft, flexible and not prickly, but vigorous and energetic.

"Really? Hehe..." The person I like finally came to the front from behind. Zhuang Wenyao was excited, and leaned forward to hug his waist, forgetting the scale for a moment, acting like a baby, "Thank you brother~"

"..." Lu Zhiheng's heart skipped a beat, and immediately started beating wildly!

He, why is he so cute!

Strong arms are wrapped around his waist, and his fluffy head is like a soft cloud, lingering in front of him.

Lu Zhiheng's heart was about to melt, he couldn't help but hugged him back, his voice trembled a little when he opened his mouth: "It's okay..."

"Um……"

Zhuang Wenyao rubbed his face against Lu Zhiheng's belly, and suddenly felt his flat abdomen tense up:

This touch...has abs!

Zhuang Wenyao was suddenly curious, stepped back a distance, and subconsciously grabbed the hem of Lu Zhiheng's pajamas: I really want to lift it up to have a look!

Wait, no!

Scale, scale!

Zhuang Wenyao, who has strong self-control, immediately reined in the precipice, put his troubled little hands behind his back, raised his face and raised his eyes to look at Lu Zhiheng, with a pure and harmless expression: "Let's go back to sleep!"

His cheeks were warm and powdery due to the blowing of his hair just now, and his pair of bright black eyes blinked and blinked, and all the reflections in the eyes were his own shadow.

Ah, crit!

At this time, you should hold his face and give him a hard sip, then quickly return to the bed to stick it!

But the dormitory is not like home, they can only sleep in separate beds, woo woo woo!

Lu Zhiheng's heart ached and he pulled him up from the chair, trying to calmly say: "Okay, go back to sleep!"

Back in the dormitory, Zhuang Wenyao looked in the mirror on the balcony.

I don't know if it's because of his psychology, but Zhuang Wenyao always felt that Lu Zhiheng's bragging was more fluffy and beautiful than his own, and of course it was more comfortable.

Oops, I can't bear to wash it in the future.

"Still sleeping, what are you looking at?" Lu Zhiheng walked into the balcony.

Zhuang Wenyao touched his cheek: "Look how handsome I am!"

Lu Zhiheng smiled: "Narcissism!"

"Slightly!" Zhuang Wenyao stuck out his tongue mischievously, "What are you looking for?"

Lu Zhiheng followed his example and touched Zhuang Wenyao's face: "Look how handsome you are!"

Zhuang Wenyao's face suddenly became hot, and he didn't know how to answer it: "Oh...not as handsome as you! Go to sleep..."

Lu Zhiheng: "I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay, then I'll go to bed first." Zhuang Wenyao told him, "You can just go to bed in a while without turning off the light. There is a small stick on the broom hidden in the crack of Yezi's bed, and the one that can reach the light switch. "

"You're so smart!" Lu Zhiheng felt amazing, "This way you don't have to turn off the light and go to bed in the dark!"

"Correct!"

The ladder on the upper bunk is a cabinet ladder shared between the two beds, Zhang Yeran's bed is on the side near the door, and Zhuang Wenyao's is on the balcony.

Before getting into Zhang Yeran's bed, Zhuang Wenyao spread his spare bed sheets and pillow covers on his bed as a show of courtesy.

After finishing all this, Lu Zhiheng happened to get ready, and before going to bed, he threw a doll on the bed.

"Xiao Ming!" Zhuang Wenyao felt very kind when he saw Li Ming, and picked him up and hugged him, "Why did you bring him too?"

Lu Zhiheng stepped on the cabinet ladder to go to bed, sat on the edge of the bed, and faced Zhuang Wenyao: "Without my son, I can't sleep."

"Hahahaha... that's right, you can't bring your wives (model airplanes) with you, you can only let your son sleep with you!"

Zhuang Wenyao played with Xiao Ming, suddenly thought of something, buried his face in his soft body and took a deep breath: It really smells like Lu Zhiheng!

"What are you doing?" Lu Zhiheng looked at his actions, inexplicably dazed.

"Kiss my son!" Zhuang Wenyao laughed, and gave Xiao Ming a sip on the blush on Xiao Ming's face.

"..."

Lu Zhiheng: I want to wear this doll with my soul!

At this moment, the light-off signal sounded in the dormitory, and the lights in the room went out with a "crack".

Zhuang Wenyao was startled, and quickly touched the phone to turn on the flashlight for Lu Zhiheng: "Lie down!"

"Well, it's okay, I'm not afraid anymore!" Lu Zhiheng said, he obediently climbed to the head of the bed and lay down, "It's all right, turn off the flashlight, don't be discovered by the housekeeper."

"Yeah!" Zhuang Wenyao saw that he was lying down and covered with the quilt, and then turned off the phone with peace of mind, and got into the bed, "Sleep!"

From the other end came Lu Zhiheng's voice: "Well, good night~"

"Oh, that's right!" Zhuang Wenyao suddenly thought of something, lifted the quilt and poked his head out, "Tomorrow I will sleep in and get up at about 07:30. You can go to self-study directly without waiting for me."

It's not that Zhuang Wenyao doesn't want to get up and have breakfast with Lu Zhiheng. In Zhuang Wenyao's view, "sleeping in on weekends" is just like "eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year", which is a sense of ritual in life.Especially for the weekends when I stay in school, I have given up the opportunity to go home and rest and study hard. If I sacrifice sleep and can't sleep in, I will be very tired all day, which will affect my state of study!

Lu Zhiheng confirmed it again: "07:30?"

"Yeah." Zhuang Wenyao thought that Lu Zhiheng was afraid that he would be late and be checked, "Don't worry, my biological clock is very accurate, usually at 07 o'clock, even at 30:[-] on weekends! Wake up, pack up and buy breakfast, half an hour is more than enough! "

Lu Zhiheng smiled: "Okay, good night :)"

In the darkness, Lu Zhiheng lightly put Xiao Ming next to him, touched his clean camouflage uniform cherishedly, secretly kissed the place where Zhuang Wenyao kissed just now, and fell asleep peacefully with a smile on his lips.

This time, Lu Zhiheng didn't sleep very deeply.

Zhuang Wenyao's bed was very clean. It seemed that the sheets had been specially changed for him to stay on the weekend. It smelled like fresh washing powder that had been exposed to the sun.It smells good.

But Lu Zhiheng still caught the scent that only belonged to Zhuang Wenyao, the smell of the sun mixed with the boy's hormones, it was the smell that was deeply engraved into his olfactory memory.It smells better.

Under the wrapping of this smell, Lu Zhiheng soon fell asleep, but he was still dreaming.

The first meeting in childhood, the inseparable companionship, came to an abrupt end when the sudden separation came.

In the middle of the night, Lu Zhiheng woke up inexplicably.

But the sound of Zhuang Wenyao's even and long breathing came from his ear, and he quickly fell asleep again with peace of mind.

The dream this time is the reunion after growing up, and the daily life on campus and at home.

The unchanging intimacy and exclusive tacit understanding, as if they had never been separated.

A light sleep all night, but great happiness.

Early the next morning, the first ray of morning light pierced the darkness between heaven and earth, and Lu Zhiheng opened his eyes.

In the quiet bedroom, there was only the sound of Zhuang Wenyao's sleeping breathing.

Lu Zhiheng slowly sat up, folded the quilt, and made the bed. The whole process was not sloppy, as if well-trained, but in fact it was just a conditioned reflex formed by long-term self-discipline.

After making the bed, Lu Zhiheng gently moved to the end of the bed, seeing Zhuang Wenyao sleeping in the next bed, he couldn't help but stop.

Although I have seen it countless times, every time I see it, I feel so excited!

Especially seeing him every morning when he wakes up, this feeling is really blissful, and I am full of anticipation for the upcoming day!

Now that the nighttime weather is no longer warm, Zhuang Wenyao still likes to kick the quilt dishonestly, with one foot exposed.

Lu Zhiheng smiled helplessly, touched his feet, it was indeed cold.

Hiss, his insteps are so slippery.

Lu Zhiheng's palm couldn't help rubbing against the back of his instep repeatedly, and the other hand tucked in the quilt for him, as if it could cover up his small movements.

Although this kind of deceitful behavior is very stupid, but his feet are cold and smooth, and feel good... The toes are also very elastic when pinched, like the QQ candy he ate when he was a child, so cute...

It wasn't until Zhuang Wenyao snorted comfortably in his dream that Lu Zhiheng suddenly came back to his senses: He, is, doing, what, what!

Taking advantage of others!How despicable!Thugs!

Suddenly pulling his hand out of the bed, Lu Zhiheng was so ashamed that he punched the hand that attacked Zhuang Wenyao mercilessly, then put his palms together, and bowed to him twice: I'm sorry!

Although physical contact and joking between brothers are really easy, but his motives are obviously not pure, and he has some kind of unreasonable thoughts that he has not noticed!And even without the other party's knowledge, it's simply too bad!

After confessing, Lu Zhiheng quickly slipped to the balcony, closed the door, and began to wash quietly and quickly to calm himself down!

After tidying up, Lu Zhiheng's mind was completely clear.

On the dimly lit balcony, he held onto a corner of the curtain and opened a thin slit, and a beam of sunlight was intertwined like innumerable golden threads, and sprinkled on his body through the slit.

Lu Zhiheng really liked the feeling of being illuminated by the sun, it was very comfortable and pleasant.

Due to his childhood experience, Lu Zhiheng extremely dislikes the dark night, and at the same time yearns for the sun more than anyone else.

But he also knows that if he wants to have light, he must first be able to shine.

So, try to shine today!

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