lonely patient

The two of us were the last to arrive.Because of that kiss and what Wen Luming said, she almost stayed in the bathroom until dark again.

The people in the village had already gathered in the open space by the lake, sitting in a circle around the bonfire. We were guests from afar, and Wen Luming and I were invited to the center, with the bearded uncle’s family on the left.

The uncle asked about Wen Luming's health with concern, and asked why we didn't go out all day.Wen Luming replied without blushing that his pheromones were disordered, and I stayed by his side to take care of him for a day.

This is true, taking care of her in bed is also taking care of her.

The bonfire illuminated a small patch of night sky, and everyone's faces were flushed, with bright lights shining in their eyes.The herdsmen sang the songs of ethnic minorities and dragged Wen Luming and me to dance around the bonfire. Under the reflection of the snow and fire, I saw the affection in Wen Luming's eyes that was about to overflow.

There is no clock, no fireworks and thousands of people counting down, only the bright moon hanging above the head, the rolling Milky Way, and the silent mountains and rivers.The aroma of food and wine wafted in the forest, and occasionally snowflakes fell overhead, like a response from afar.

I stopped all the enthusiastic villagers, not daring to let Wen Luming touch a drop of wine, so what he was supposed to drink flowed into my stomach, turning into a surge of drunkenness.The two of us kissed under the starry sky on a winter night, and we heard Lu Ming's voice was low but clear:

"Yan Qiao, happy new year."

"Hope you happy forever."

"Teacher Wen..." I was so drunk that I saw his double image in front of my eyes, and said with a silly smile, "Happy New Year."

On the last day of the year, Wen Luming and I spent in an isolated place. After meeting him, my life seemed to be slowed down. In the past, day after day, I was drunk and feasting, and I often didn’t know what was going on. , but now I am willing to spend the whole day watching a meaningless snow.I thought I wouldn't like such a monotonous and peaceful life, but after so long, I still don't feel bored.

The bonfire was still burning, and everyone, tired of dancing, sat around to share food and wine.I drank too much and fell asleep on Wen Luming's body, with my head resting on his lap and my body covered with the blanket he brought.The chatter in my ears was indistinct, I buried my head in Wen Luming's waist, hugged his waist and hummed unconsciously.

"You're drunk Yan Qiao." Wen Luming said while stroking my hair.

I was comforted by his warm palm, made a comfortable nasal sound, and buried my head a little deeper.

Drunk is drunk, I've never been too sober.

Later, I seemed to be carried back by Wen Luming. Everyone went home at dawn. I lay on Wen Luming's back and sang to him a happy new year song that was out of tune.

"Why are there no stars..." I squinted my eyes and looked at the sky hard.

"Because it's almost dawn." Wen Luming replied.

Its daybreak?Why is it dawn before I go to sleep?I yawned and said, "I'm so sleepy..."

Wen Luming sighed, "Go back to sleep."

When we got back, he put me on the bed and helped me undress, I grabbed his hand and muttered indistinctly: "Don't play hooligans..."

I didn't quite hear what Wen Luming said, it was vaguely like "I don't call you a hooligan when I touch you".

I was not happy anymore, so I held him down and asked, "Then what does it mean to be a hooligan?"

Even so drunk, I can still feel Wen Luming's eyes staring at me deeply. He kissed me, and pressed my chin to force me to open my mouth. The ambiguous and humid breath surged in the air. After kissing for a long time, he finally kissed me. Let go of me and say, "That's the way it is."

My eyes were clouded with moisture from his kisses, and my mouth was moist too.I looked at Wen Luming, hooked his calf with my toes, my eyes fell on the front of his unkind knitted sweater, and I reached out to reach for it.

"Yan Qiao..." Wen Luming warned me.

"The first day of the new year..." I raised my eyes to meet him, and saw the restrained desire in Wen Luming's eyes, "Don't you want it?"

Alcohol made my speech very slow, and I provoked him recklessly, saying: "Or... I was tired all night yesterday, and I can't do it today..."

This time Wen Luming didn't talk nonsense with me anymore, he threw me on the bed and leaned over, covering himself under him.He stared at me vaguely like a tall hound watching a campfire tonight.

"You're right, there's not only pain..." My eyes dimmed with drunkenness, and my voice became viscous, "but pain is also joyful..."

My fingers touched Wen Luming's skin, passed through the ambiguous traces of last night, along the neck and jaw, and finally stayed on his lips.Wen Luming grabbed my hand, kissed the knuckle of my index finger, and sucked it gently.

He was always watching me, not letting go of any of my expressions, my indulgence and indulgence were all seen by him, and turned into a prairie fire of desire in his eyes.

The first sun of the new year jumped over the horizon, and my soul climbed to the sky together.

If yesterday's me was sober and felt those pains and joys, then today's me is ups and downs in chaos, and my soul is completely dominated by desire.

I heard my broken sobs and gasps, and uncontrollable short screams. I heard Lu Ming's voice was very close and far away. Every time he called my name, I felt numb and trembling like an electric shock.

The whole day, I didn't wake up.

The phone keeps ringing, and I have to reply to countless New Year greetings on this day of the year, but today I don't want to look at it, let it buzz under the pillow, shutting the hustle and bustle of the city in a flat square box.

When it was getting dark, I fell asleep for a while, and I didn't see Wen Luming when I opened my eyes, so I wanted to take a bath first.The phone ran from under the pillow to the bedside table. I picked it up and took a look, only to find that it had been muted by Wen Luming.

There are several messages from Cheng Yu and two missed calls at the top of the notification bar:

"Yan Qiao, happy new year."

"Are you free to accompany me to see the wedding dress recently?"

"The handbag I ordered last time has also arrived, let's pick it up by the way."

I was still drunk and stared at the screen for several seconds before I could understand these Chinese characters.

"The horoscope has not been written yet, it's too early to look at the wedding dress." I replied.

Cheng Yu quickly replied, "Sooner or later."

This kind of thing is not within the scope of my task, so I finally replied to turn off the mobile phone and throw it into the bedside table: "Ask your boyfriend to go with you, I'm not free."

Just when Lu Ming came in, he handed me a glass of lukewarm honey water and said, "Are you awake? Drink some water." He looked at the bedside table intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to frown.

I took the water and drank it, returned the cup to him, rubbed my waist and said, "I want to take a bath." After two days of excessive indulgence, I don't know if Wen Luming can do it, I'm no longer good enough.

"Do you need my help?" Wen Luming withdrew his gaze, looked down at a certain part of my body, and asked.After being in close contact, I can understand the deep meaning in his eyes better, and I can't help but feel hot, "No, I can do it myself."

I struggled to go to the bathroom and lay down in the bathtub before I finally relaxed.The wine brewed by the herdsmen’s family has a strong aftertaste. I am still drunk and drowsy after a day. After taking a hot bath, the alcohol seems to be more volatilized. My bones are soft and my skin is transpiring a light pink. Looking at myself in the mirror , and then thinking of Wen Luming, who looked as usual and even refreshed, he couldn't help thinking that there was such a big gap between alpha and beta, how did those omega survive the susceptible period of their partners?

When I went out, I saw Wen Luming sitting in front of the fireplace with a shallow rattan basket by his hand.He was holding a pair of tongs, and he was pulling something out of the stove and putting it into a rattan basket. I walked over and sat beside him, and asked, "What is this?"

"Potatoes and yams." The rattan basket was steaming, Wen Luming picked a small one from it, blew it and handed it to me, "Taste to see if it's cooked, be careful it's hot."

Holding sweet potatoes in both hands, I smiled and said, "I ate this at my grandpa's house when I was young."

It was dark outside, and Wen Luming and I sat around the fireplace and shared a sweet and soft roasted sweet potato.I told him about my childhood, saying that my family thought I was like a grandpa, casual and undisciplined, and my father and brother’s elite style probably followed the strong woman grandma. Since grandpa passed away, the family No one will play with me anymore.

"Aren't your alphas naturally career-minded and disregarding family?" I leaned on Wen Luming and asked casually.

He pushed his glasses and said calmly: "You are biased against alpha."

I simply lay down, rested my head on his lap, looked at the ceiling and said, "Aren't you in a relationship or married, and spend every day in the laboratory?"

This time Wen Luming was silent for a while, and said: "There are many other reasons for not getting married."

I've heard this kind of talk too much, so I murmured perfunctorily and didn't take it to heart.Wen Luming saw that I didn't believe it, and he didn't explain it. He pulled the thin blanket next to me to cover me, and continued to fiddle with his sweet potatoes.

I thought of something, turned to him and asked, "Hey, you said we both came all the way here, we didn't clean anything for two days and just went to sleep, why didn't we go home to sleep, isn't the bed at home uncomfortable?"

Wen Luming stopped, and from my perspective, I could see the corners of his mouth moving, as if he wanted to speak and then swallowed the words back.

I thought about it, this question is really difficult to answer, after all, he never thought that he would have a pheromone disorder caused by a cup of milk tea.

In order not to make it difficult for Teacher Wen, I took the initiative to say: "Let's go skating tomorrow."

Wen Luming looked at me, his brows stretched a little: "Well, good."