I also want to stick with the bamboo horse today

Time flies so fast when you're with the one you love.

They stayed in school for two days. They learned a lot and looked very fulfilled, but they still felt that the time passed by in a blink of an eye, and they were very reluctant.

In the evening, Lu Zhiheng moved back to his dormitory, and Zhuang Wenyao's roommates rushed back from home one after another.

Zhang Yeran excitedly asked, "How is it? Are you happy living together?"

In Zhuang Wenyao's tone, there was a hint of embarrassment in the calmness: "It's very normal! We are neighbors, and we live together every day when we are at home on vacation, and we are used to it~"

Zhang Yeran: "..."

Sour!My daughter-in-law and I moved away from each other during the holidays, but these two are lucky, whether we go to school or go home, we always stick together!

"Hey," Zhang Yeran changed the subject, "Have you asked Lu Shen to sleep in our dormitory?"

"What sleep once? It's enough..." Zhuang Wenyao rolled his eyes fiercely, "I'll let him sleep in my bed, don't even think about it!"

He is mine alone!snort.

currently.

Zhang Yeran was very angry: "It's too unkind, the god of learning belongs to everyone! You are too possessive!"

"What kind of possessiveness, don't talk nonsense!" Zhuang Wenyao said, "Although there is no 'sleep all over', God Lu cleaned up for us, so it's considered a good time? You didn't realize that our dormitory is very clean this week. ……"

"It seems so, we don't even need to clean it!" Zhang Yeran suddenly turned from anger to joy, "God Lu is too virtuous! Brother Yao, quickly take him down!"

"roll!"

Zhang Yeran's words were too out of character, but Zhuang Wenyao actually benefited from listening to it?I feel happy.

No, you can't be led into a ditch by him!

Zhuang Wenyao stopped chatting with him, tidied up his housework and got ready to go to bed.When climbing up the cabinet ladder, he almost didn't realize it, and got on Zhang Yeran's bed.

When he came back to his senses, Zhuang Wenyao threw himself heavily on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, and took a deep breath.

On the clean sheets and pillow towels, there was a faint smell of washing powder, but hidden under this was the smell of Lu Zhiheng.Even if it is extremely weak, it is enough for Zhuang Wenyao to catch it easily, and then his heart is full of excitement.

This is the bed that Lu Zhiheng slept in for two days, two days, two days!

I will never change these sheets, quilts, and pillows again!

……

It was night, Zhuang Wenyao had a dream.

In the dream, he and Xiaoyue slept together when he was a child, in the small bed in his original home.

The night is as cold as water, but the bed is warm and harmonious.

The boy's body was thin and small, but powerful, and there was a temperature that reassured him.

Between half-dream and half-awake, Zhuang Wenyao unconsciously sniffed: "Xiaoyue, you smell so good..." There was a nasal sound, and the sound of a baby.

"Hmm..." Shiyue twisted her body, "Is it the smell of washing powder?"

Zhuang Wenyao didn't buy it, and buried his small face in the socket of his neck, rubbing and rubbing, and bit Shiyue's soft side neck.

"Ah!" Shiyue was bitten by the puppy for no reason, hurt and itched, "Why did you bite me?"

Zhuang Wenyao giggled: "This is the most fragrant place!"

Shiyue shrank her neck in shame, and pouted her small mouth to blame: "Hmph...you are talking nonsense!"

"That's right!" Zhuang Wenyao's hands were dishonest, and he picked up Shiyue's clothes with a smile, "Is it the clothes that smell good or you? Let me smell it..."

Unexpectedly, he took off his clothes, and the boy Xiaoyue instantly turned into a young boy Lu Zhiheng: broad chest, strong muscles, narrow waist...

Zhuang Wenyao froze for a moment, then shuddered fiercely all over his body, as if falling from a high place, and was gently wrapped by a soft cloud.But his body couldn't bear the shock, so he suddenly woke up and couldn't fall asleep again.

When he opened his eyes, the dormitory was pitch black, and Zhuang Wenyao subconsciously picked up his phone to check, it was 12:30.

There was a wet and cold touch between his crotch, his mind went blank, and he had to react for several seconds before he understood the situation.

Turn on the flashlight and take a photo, sure enough.

Luckily for the misfortune, the sheets were spared.

He sighed and groped out of bed.

Once this thing is dry, it's not easy to wash, and I can't sleep anyway, so I just wash it out.

Zhuang Wenyao tiptoed to the balcony, turned on the faucet carefully, and scrubbed his underpants under the water so small that he couldn't make a sound. Looking at the strands of emulsion flowing down from the pool, his heart was in a mess.

It's normal to dream about Lu Zhiheng.

Zhuang Wenyao has often dreamed about him since he was a child, both when he was a child and when he grew up.

WetDream, normal.

He also had this situation after puberty, and the frequency and amount were not fixed, but they were all within the normal range.

It's just that he doesn't remember the content of the dream.

However, dreaming of Lu Zhiheng and then... This is the first time.Even though he had received enough physical education from his parents, he still couldn't tell if this was normal.

And that dream is still fresh in his memory...

Thinking back, somewhere on my body started to heat up again!

No, you can't think about it!

Zhuang Wenyao hurriedly dried his clothes, ran to the toilet, opened the window and let the cold wind blow for half an hour, until his body was cold and cold, he climbed back to bed shivering and sleepy.

In the second half of the night, he didn't have that dream again, because he hardly fell asleep again.

……

The next morning, Zhuang Wenyao was quite listless.The reason was not the physical reaction caused by the dream, but his own internal mental friction.

The experience of being late last time taught Zhuang Wenyao a lesson: no matter how sleepy you are, never sleep in!

So he mechanically got up, made the quilt, washed up, and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

Unexpectedly, I met a person in the cafeteria, the person in my dream last night.

Perhaps it was because the two were together all weekend, so Zhuang Wenyao's work and rest schedule unconsciously moved closer to Lu Zhiheng's, so they met at breakfast.

Lu Zhiheng didn't know what he went through last night. When he saw him, he smiled, "Ah Yao! I woke up so early today..."

Seeing Zhuang Wenyao's face clearly, he opened his eyes wide in surprise, "So heavy dark circles...did you not sleep well last night?"

"I..." Zhuang Wenyao wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate, his voice was hoarse and he couldn't say a complete sentence, and then he coughed violently.

"What, are you sick? You were fine yesterday..." Lu Zhiheng frowned slightly, with a serious expression on his face, he stretched out his hand to check that he didn't have a fever, but he was still worried, "Wait for me."

Quickly went to the window and asked for a bowl of millet porridge for him, scooped up a spoonful to taste, then blew and fed it to his mouth, "Drink it while it's hot, it's not too hot."

"..."

Ever since he met Lu Zhiheng just now, Zhuang Wenyao felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back. When he was alone with him for the first time, he felt uncomfortable.

Of course, it was Zhuang Wenyao's own problem.

The previous dream reappeared in his mind uncontrollably, and he couldn't face his eyes calmly and accept his kindness at all!

He is always so kind to himself, like a brother.But I have such dirty thoughts about him, how can I deserve it!

The corners of Zhuang Wenyao's mouth turned down, and his eyes were red.

Lu Zhiheng's heart skipped a beat, and the spoon in his hand fell into the bowl.

He put the porridge bowl on the table, put his arms around his shoulders, and couldn't get any closer: "What's the matter, what's wrong? Tell me..."

Out of the instinctive and habitual reaction of the body, Zhuang Wenyao threw himself into Lu Zhiheng's arms, but in his heart he was extremely disgusted with his subconscious action: Does he know what I'm thinking, does he know what I think about him?If he knew, would he still treat me like this?

Since last night, he has been troubled by these questions.And he can almost conclude that the answer to these questions is no.

Lu Zhiheng is just kept in the dark by me. When he finds out one day, my feelings for him are no longer a noble and pure friendship, but such a dirty one. He will definitely hate me, alienate me, and even break up with me. !

Zhuang Wenyao's silence made Lu Zhiheng even more worried, and he followed his back over and over again: "Shall I accompany you to the infirmary?"

"No need..." Zhuang Wenyao tried his best to endure the pain in his throat, pretending to be nonchalant and said in a hoarse voice, "Last night... I caught a cold, just a little cold, there is no need to go to the infirmary..."

"Kicked the quilt again, didn't you? Sigh..." Lu Zhiheng had nothing to do with him, "Now it's cold, you have to put the quilt on when you sleep, and close the windows of the dormitory..."

"Well..." Zhuang Wenyao agreed in a muffled voice, glanced at the dining table, and found that Lu Zhiheng had already finished his breakfast, so he withdrew from his arms, "You go to the classroom to study, I'll finish my porridge..."

"No, don't worry." Lu Zhiheng rarely refuted him, and tried to feed the porridge again, "I will accompany you to eat and take you to the classroom."

"Oh...well..." Zhuang Wenyao somehow felt that he was very strong at the moment, so he didn't want to refuse any more, and obediently listened to his arrangements.He drank a few mouthfuls of porridge with his hand before realizing, "I'll do it myself!"

He grabbed the bowl and drank it in a few mouthfuls.

"..." Lu Zhiheng was very helpless: This little fool is usually good at taking care of others, but he is careless when it's his turn, which makes people worry.

"Don't send it off, take a long way." Walking to the Bo Xue Building in the third year of high school, Zhuang Wenyao stopped Lu Zhiheng, "I'll just go to the classroom by myself."

"...Okay." Lu Zhiheng had no choice but to obey him, "I'll come and see you when I have time."

"No need!" Zhuang Wenyao quickly waved his hands, "I'm really fine, just drink more hot water! You can go back to the classroom and study!"

"...Yes." Lu Zhiheng nodded reluctantly, "Slow down on the road and keep warm."

"Got it!" Zhuang Wenyao waved at him, "Bye bye~"

"..." Lu Zhiheng turned his head three times a step at a time, saw the blue camouflage figure disappearing on the Duxing road, and then turned and entered the classroom

……

On Monday, the Aviation Department of the Student Union held a separate regular meeting.

When Zhuang Wenyao and Qin Haitian came to the office and saw the faces of the two freshman students, they almost thought they had made a mistake.

The two new members stood up and introduced themselves: "Hello, Minister! I'm Suzie, the acting monitor of Class 1, Senior One."

"Hello, Minister! I am Wu Di, the acting monitor of Class 2."

"Acting squad leader?" Qin Haitian was slightly surprised, "Where are Xiaochen and Wang Hao?"

Susie and Wu Di looked at each other: "They have abandoned their posts."

The author has something to say:

Lu: Silly boy, it's no big deal, I also had this kind of dream.

Zhuang: Really?Who do you usually dream about?

Lu: (laughs) You are really stupid if you say you are stupid.

Zhuang: Say it!

Lu: It's all you.