Delay first love

Wangzhou Island is surrounded by lakes on all sides. The warm sunshine in early summer shines on the surface of the lake, sparkling like bright gems. Occasionally, water birds glide past and cut through the water with tourists' boats.

Zhong Ye sat on Lu Jincheng's lap, not even daring to make a sound when he was breathing. Just now, he got close to Lu Jincheng by mistake, but the moment his lips touched, the laughter of tourists came from the lake in the distance, scaring him away again. up.

He lowered his head to play with the lettering pattern on Lu Jincheng's clothes to cover up his embarrassment, but Lu Jincheng didn't give him a step. Lu Jincheng's hand touched the back of Zhong Ye's neck and pressed down gently. Zhong Ye held his breath again. In a panic, he glanced at Lu Jincheng, just in time to meet Lu Jincheng's lustful eyes.

He originally thought that Lu Jincheng only had two emotions: violent and docile.

At this moment, Lu Jincheng is somewhere in between, he is extremely demeanor and does not allow resistance.

"Lu, Lu Jincheng..."

Before he had time to speak, he was kissed by Lu Jincheng, the soft lips were pressed together, dopamine stimulated hunger and thirst, and soon Zhong Ye felt the tip of Lu Jincheng's tongue, he was stunned for a moment, hesitating whether to refuse , Lu Jincheng had voluntarily let go of his hand, and a moment later, a light kiss fell on Zhong Ye's shoulder again.

Lu Jincheng put his arms around Zhong Ye, suppressed helplessly: "One year is also very fast, isn't it?"

Zhong Ye freed himself from his embarrassment, held back a smile and rubbed the back of Lu Jincheng's neck, "Well, soon."

Reality and family are bothering, but Zhong Ye sat in the tent on the small island in the middle of the lake and decided not to think about those unpleasant things. Even if the world ends tomorrow, he will stay with Lu Jincheng today.

He has to take care of his little lion.

Zhong Ye took out the prepared food and fed it to Lu Jincheng, while he himself took advantage of the best sunlight to sit in front of the easel and draw a lake scene.

Lu Jincheng finished eating the sandwich made by Zhong Ye obediently, wiped his hands, walked to Zhong Ye, hugged Zhong Ye from behind, and asked him what he was painting, Zhong Ye patted him away: "Don't make trouble."

While painting, Zhong Ye glanced at Lu Jincheng unconsciously. Lu Jincheng didn't go anywhere, but just sat on the edge of the tent and watched Zhong Ye. It seemed that the scenery of the whole Wangzhou Island was not as good as Zhong Ye. For the first time, Zhong Ye felt that painting was nothing. Meaning, he put down his pen, walked back to the tent, and got into Lu Jincheng's arms.

The two of them chatted one after another, drowsy from the sun, and went to the restaurant on the island for dinner when they woke up.

On the way, I met an old couple. They saw that Zhong Ye was cute and pleasing. They not only gave Zhong Ye and Lu Jincheng two cups of freshly squeezed mango juice, but also warmly recommended them to ride a battery car around the island. "There are many snacks in the night market. , My son and daughter-in-law just came back from playing, you can take it for a ride, it’s very interesting.”

Zhong Ye quickly said thank you.

The two put on their helmets, Lu Jincheng rode a bicycle, and Zhong Ye sat behind him, holding his waist.

"Let's go." Zhong Ye said with a smile.

Lu Jincheng's shoulders are very broad. Although it is the first time to ride a battery car, his learning ability and balance are better than ordinary people. Zhong Ye is not worried about himself, and sits completely relaxed behind Lu Jincheng, feeling full of security.

The evening wind blows on the two of them, passing the colorful fairy tale candy huts, and the message boards created by tourists with graffiti, they drive along the road around the island to the night market. Free and warm, but do not have a gentle ease.

Zhong Ye rested his chin on Lu Jincheng's shoulder, facing the wind and said: "Lu Jincheng, I will never forget this day in my life."

The day he met Lu Jincheng was as beautiful as a dream.

He felt Lu Jincheng's mouth curled up, so he took the initiative to press a kiss on the side of Lu Jincheng's neck.

After returning home after camping, Zhong Ye started the intensive final review. Thanks to Lu Jincheng's tutoring, his grades are now improving by leaps and bounds. He can now try to answer questions that he was afraid of at first glance.

Once a person builds self-confidence, everything will go smoothly.

He had a hunch that he could improve five places this time.

He took time out of his studies to look at the universities in the capital. He wanted to know if there were any schools with a lower score and not too far from the capital university.

His life has never been so easy, and he is extremely hopeful. Of course, the 40 is still a thorn in his heart.

Zhong Jiaming just got home after finishing his homework that night. The smell of cigarettes on his face made Zhong Ye take two steps back. He pinched his nose and asked, "How many cigarettes have you smoked?"

Zhong Jiaming immediately walked outside the door and patted the clothes on his body, and then walked back and said to Zhong Ye with a smile, "Is it better now? Dad will go take a shower right away."

Zhong Ye felt suspicious: "You weren't such a fierce smoker before? What's going on?"

Zhong Jiaming said with a sneer: "I can't help it, driving is too boring, from morning to night, there is nothing else to do except smoking."

"Really? Show me today's order record."

Zhong Jiaming took out his mobile phone and opened the page of the Shunfengche platform. Zhong Ye carefully looked at the records. It was indeed one trip after another. He returned the mobile phone to Zhong Jiaming, "I can't smoke any more."

"Okay, listen to my son."

The final exam is coming, Yao Yan asked for a few days off, and went back home to take care of Zhong Ye. She confiscated Zhong Ye's mobile phone, comics, and tablet, and cut off all contact information between Zhong Ye and Lu Jincheng, just like watching a prisoner Looking at Zhong Ye.

Zhong Ye could only borrow a classmate's mobile phone to send a message to Lu Jincheng at school, pretending that Yao Yan was unwell and had to take care of her mother, and had no time to meet. Lu Jincheng expressed his understanding,

Zhong Ye looked at the words sent by Lu Jincheng in the dialog box, thinking so much that he felt aggrieved just by looking at it.

Fortunately, the final exam ended soon, and Zhong Ye got the best result ever, ranked No. 20 in the class. The head teacher encouraged him to work harder, and he might be able to get into a good school.

Yao Yan saw that he had a good attitude towards learning, so she relaxed her vigilance. As soon as Zhong Ye escaped from the house, she immediately ran to Changming's apartment. Unfortunately, Lu Jincheng was not there, so Zhong Ye squatted at the door of his house and waited for him.

It happened that Song Ranqiu went downstairs to throw out the garbage, and when he got out of the elevator, he saw him and said with a smile, "Why are you squatting here again? Your little boyfriend isn't home?"

Hearing this address, Zhong Ye blushed, and explained: "I'm not here, and I haven't responded to the news."

"It's hot outside, why don't you come in and sit?"

Zhong Ye opened his eyes wide, "Is it okay?"

"It's not that exaggerated," Song Ranqiu opened the door, and said to Zhong Ye with a smile, "Just don't take pictures."

Zhong Ye seemed to have come to a fairyland in a dream. He was careful from the moment he changed his shoes, not daring to touch them randomly. Song Ranqiu's house was a little smaller than Lu Jincheng's apartment, and most of the space was devoted to painting work. Ye only watched it on the artist's live video.

"In the future, if you want to make money from painting, you may have to start getting into board painting."

Zhong Ye nodded, "I know that."

"Looks in a good mood today."

"Yes," Zhong Ye smiled, revealing two dimples, "The test scores have improved."

"It's good. That's it. Your little boyfriend looks aloof."

"He's not aloof, he's nice."

Song Ranqiu looked at him with a smile, Zhong Ye sat on the sofa, rubbed his hands on his knees for a while, and then couldn't help but said to Song Ranqiu: "Mr. Song, are two people with very different identities suitable to be together? "

Song Ranqiu seemed to be stopped by the question, and didn't answer for a long time. Zhong Ye thought he didn't hear, and didn't ask again for fear of offending, but Song Ranqiu suddenly said half a minute later: "It's probably not suitable, if love is not If it is based on equal economic strength and three views, but on courage, then the results are generally not satisfactory. Of course, this is just my own experience, and it does not apply to everyone.”

Zhong Ye was frustrated when he heard the correct answer but not what he wanted. He rubbed his hands, feeling a little lost, "I know, I think so too."

"You are still young, and you have the opportunity to make mistakes when you are young. What if you are the exception?"

Zhong Ye shook his head, "I'm not that lucky, my luck points have been used up."

"Why are you so pessimistic?"

"Maybe it's because—" Zhong Ye couldn't say anything halfway through.

Why?Because my father already owed Lu Jincheng 40 from gambling, because my mother firmly opposed me being with Lu Jincheng out of self-esteem, because Lu Jincheng's mother always mentioned children from other aristocratic families intentionally or unintentionally in front of Lu Jincheng, and because Lu Jincheng, he had There is a high probability that it is because of the temptation of pheromone fit that they like me so much.

Only then did Zhong Ye truly understand the meaning of that sentence in the forum.

——Let’s say it’s a good thing, it happens to you with a one in ten thousand probability, and the relationship can be more stable than others, but it’s not a completely good thing, because you can’t tell whether it’s love or pheromone compatibility between each other, and it’s entangled Get entangled, and half your life is wasted.

"It's nothing, it'll be fine." Zhong Ye sighed for a long time, and then smiled again. He walked to Song Ranqiu's desk, tilted his head to watch Song Ranqiu displaying skills on the digital board, until the door passed The sound of the elevator coming.

Zhong Ye immediately thanked Song Ranqiu, then put on his shoes and went out, bumped into Lu Jincheng before he could stand still.

As soon as Lu Jincheng raised his eyes, the anti-theft door of Song Ranqiu's house just closed. Zhong Ye felt the air pressure around him drop suddenly. He quickly hugged Lu Jincheng and said coquettishly, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. It's too hot. Go to Mr. Song's house to sit, he happened to go downstairs to throw out the trash."

Lu Jincheng's expression was very bad, "You have only known him for how long, and you dare to go to his house?"

"He is a very famous cartoonist. I told you a long time ago that I am his fan." Zhong Ye put his cheek on Lu Jincheng's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't think too much about it. I only went in for 5 minutes. Before you even said a word, you came back."

Lu Jincheng said nothing.

Alpha is very scary when he gets angry, but Zhong Ye is not afraid, he said softly: "Lu Jincheng, we haven't seen each other for two weeks, don't put a cold face on me."

Zhong Ye's voice was very soft, Lu Jincheng's anger gradually subsided, and he stretched out his arms to hug Zhong Ye.

"Why are you jealous? Teacher Song is already in his thirties."

Lu Jincheng bit Zhong Ye's ear.

The little lion speaks very little and doesn't like to express emotions. He looks perfect and unattainable in front of everyone. Only in front of Zhong Ye will he have emotional ups and downs. When he is happy, he kisses Zhong Ye. Just bite Zhong Ye. Lu Jincheng has bitten all parts of Zhong Ye's body that are not covered by clothes, from shoulders to neck and arms.

Zhong Ye rubbed the teeth marks on his shoulders, and followed Lu Jincheng back home helplessly.

Lu Jincheng went out to the school to meet the head teacher, because he received a call from the Admissions Office of Capital University, and the head teacher called him over to ask about his intentions.

Lu Jincheng was unwavering in his intention to the Department of Physics of Capital University, so he didn't spend much effort.

After listening to Lu Jincheng's plain narration, Zhong Ye was dumbfounded. He said in surprise: "This is the call from the Admissions Office of Capital University. Now the two best universities in China are vying for you. Why did you say it from your mouth? Coming out is like taking a sales call?"

Lu Jincheng didn't quite understand Zhong Ye's reaction.

It took Zhong Ye a long time to recover from the shock, and he raised his forehead and said, "Forget it, it's also expected. In order to celebrate Lu Jincheng's successful achievement of his goal, I'm going to cook you a sumptuous dinner. What would you like to eat? ?”

Lu Jincheng frowned and thought about it for a long time, then Zhong Ye turned and went to the kitchen to make his own decision.

After dinner, Lu Jincheng accompanied Zhong Ye to draw for a while, but Zhong Ye was not thinking about the painting, and within half an hour he said that his back was sore, and he groaned and leaned on Lu Jincheng, which was in line with Lu Jincheng's wishes. Huddled in the small sofa in the studio, sticky for a long time, Lu Jincheng bit Zhong Ye's neck carefully, Zhong Ye got annoyed, put his hands against him, "Don't bite."

Lu Jincheng began to look for other places on Zhong Ye's body that he could bite.

Zhong Ye watched helplessly as Lu Jincheng's gaze slowly descended, and then landed on his chest.

Zhong Ye immediately crossed his arms to cover himself, his whole body tensed: "No!"

Lu Jincheng looked at Zhong Ye expressionlessly, a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes, Zhong Ye was fighting between heaven and man, he felt that he had crossed the line enough now, and he was not ready to go further with Lu Jincheng.

Lu Jincheng saw Zhong Ye's entanglement, so he let him go.

"Are you... angry?" Zhong Ye adjusted his collar, and tentatively asked Lu Jincheng beside him.

"No."

"Really do not have?"

Lu Jincheng rubbed Zhong Ye's dimple with the pulp of his thumb, and then said, "No really."

Zhong Ye fell on Lu Jincheng's body, "Wait until I graduate, okay?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The two months ended quickly. Before leaving, he went back to the villa for two days. Aunt Wang and Lu Yue helped him pack up. On the last night, he went back to Changming Apartment to sleep with Zhong Ye. He gave Zhong Ye the watch and keys. , and added a set of all Zhong Ye's most commonly used paints and paints in advance.

Zhong Ye kept crying, and his tears wet Lu Jincheng's pajamas.

"Hey, I'll come back to accompany you as soon as I get a chance."

Zhong Ye cried and nodded, but still couldn't stop, grabbed Lu Jincheng's pajama collar with both hands, sobbing pitifully.

Separation is sad, but longing is also a very touching emotion. Lu Jincheng fulfilled his promise, as long as he can spare time, he will catch the earliest plane back to Wangcheng.

Zhong Ye felt that time passed too slowly, a month was longer than ten years.

The two accompanied each other through Zhong Ye's senior year of high school, and Yao Yan gradually realized Lu Jincheng's help to Zhong Ye's studies, so when Zhong Ye proposed to stay in Changming's apartment for two days before the college entrance examination, Yao Yan Although his face was unhappy, he did not refuse.

June came again, and Zhong Ye was admitted to the electronic information engineering major of Wangcheng University of Science and Technology. Although it was only an ordinary undergraduate, it exceeded everyone's expectations.

Only Zhong Ye himself was not very happy. He sat in Lu Jincheng's arms and said dejectedly: "There are universities in the capital, but there are no suitable majors, and the scores—"

"Wangcheng University of Science and Technology is a very good choice," Lu Jincheng kissed him, and comforted him: "No need to apologize, I know what you mean."

"I'll find you as soon as I'm on vacation."

Lu Jincheng smiled and said, "Okay."

Now that Yao Yan's attitude has slowed down, the burden on Zhong Ye's heart is much lighter. Only Zhong Jiaming's 40 is left. He asked Lu Jincheng: "How much did my dad pay you back? I think he has been working very hard recently. After going to college, you can still receive manuscripts to make money, and maybe you can pay off the money in less than five years."

Lu Jincheng hesitated and said, "Your dad sent me 6 yuan in July last year, but he hasn't done it in the past six months."

Zhong Ye got up, "Impossible, didn't you say that he sent you money every two months? Also, how could he have already saved [-] in July?"

"I am not very sure."

"He hasn't contacted you for half a year?"

"No, I didn't tell you the truth because I was afraid it would affect your preparation for the exam."

If Zhong Ye was struck by lightning, he immediately wanted to call Zhong Jiaming, but he changed his mind when the call was made. Zhong Jiaming was used to lying, so he couldn't startle the snake. He asked Yao Yan first, and Yao Yan was also shocked: "Then I gave him the 6 yuan, and asked him to pay it back to Lu Jincheng first. You mean that he hasn’t paid back a penny after a year has passed except for my [-] yuan? Then what is he doing now?”

Zhong Ye was so desperate that he suffocated, but he didn't let go of his last hope, so he called Zhong Jiaming.

No one picked up.

Two or three times, no one answered.

Zhong Ye's hands were trembling, and Lu Jincheng hugged him: "It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll find someone to investigate, and I'll definitely be able to find out what he's been doing this year."

Zhong Ye was dazzled by the joy of the college entrance examination, and forgot that Zhong Jiaming hadn't been home for several days.

He couldn't eat, so Lu Jincheng took him for a walk around the street. Zhong Ye was full of depression, his thoughts were erratic, and he caught a glimpse of a familiar car out of the corner of his eye.

It was an old silver-gray car with the last three digits of the license plate number being 790. That was the number that Zhong Jiaming took little Zhong Ye to shake. Zhong Ye hoped that he would rush up to call his father, but he found that he was sitting in the driver's seat. Yes, it's not Zhong Jiaming at all.

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coming! (The first half is still pretty sweet, right?)