you are different from the picture

They shared a long kiss in the tight corner of the wooden stairs.

Simple lip-to-lip touch, the darkness magnifies the sensory functions and hides the rawness and shyness. The two learn to communicate with their bodies, and slowly absorb the unique smell of each other, and then take it as their own.

The hot and humid breath made the surrounding air sticky, and when we parted, Gu Yile pressed his forehead against Liang Dong's, biting his lip and gasping for breath, the corners of his mouth flushed from being kissed quietly raised: "Is our progress a bit fast? "

Liang Dong: "Yes."

"According to your original plan, where should we proceed now?"

"Proceed until I send you to the competition venue."

"Send me away, how about you?"

"I'll wait for you outside."

Gu Yile let out an "ah" in feigned surprise: "But I'm hanging on you now."

This posture made the height of the two people on the same level. Liang Dong looked at Gu Yile who was close at hand, and said, "It's okay, changing the order occasionally is more in line with the logic of the story."

Before going to bed at night, Liang Dong fulfilled his promise and gave Gu Yile a hickey that was more authentic than the piano kiss.

"Practice first, and strive for a success when the time comes." The enthusiasm receded, and Gu Yile began to speak logic, "After all, we are here for a competition, and the competition only takes a day. If you kiss too hard, it will affect your performance...you say right?"

Liang Dong thought for a while: "Yes."

Gu Yile stretched out his hand, with the back of his hand facing up: "Then give me a kiss here."

So Liang Dong held his hand, leaned forward, and with a little strength, sucked a sip on the back of his hand like drinking milk tea. Gu Yile's skin was white, and there was a red mark the size of a coin.

Liang Dong was so focused on experimenting with his hands while bowing his head, but Gu Yile found it so sexy. After rubbing his fingertips on the fresh marks on the back of his hand a few times, he shyly stretched out the other hand: "I want this one too."

After kissing and looking again, he hid it under the quilt, closed his eyes for a while and opened them again, Gu Yile asked: "During the competition, if the judges ask, how should I answer the origin of these two hickeys?"

Liang Dong, who was lying beside him, turned his head and looked at him with a dazed expression, as if he hadn't thought of this.

"Just kidding you." Gu Yile grinned, "The schedule is very tight, so I don't have time to talk about it."

Liang Dong was relieved, turned back and continued to stare at the ceiling.

Feeling that the hand hidden under the quilt was vaguely held by another hand stretched out, Gu Yile let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"But if anyone asks, just say it was a lucky kiss from your boyfriend."

Unfortunately, luckily, there is a storage period. When I woke up the next morning, the red mark on the back of Gu Yile's hand was gone.

Liang Dong cooked the breakfast, Gu Yile took advantage of his jealous boyfriend in the kitchen, and took the time to chat with friends on the forum.

Today should be happy: Hickey marks are so easy to disappear, the TV is all deceptive

Dong: It is not easy to dissolve in the part with high subcutaneous fat content.

Today should be happy: Our little Adong peeked at the learning materials[/peeping]

Dong: Well, I read some.

today should be happy: Oh, I knew I would have asked him to kiss my thigh, there is a lot of meat, and it is still hidden[/shame]

As soon as this one was sent out, there was a bang from the kitchen. Gu Yile hurriedly got up and ran over to look, only to see the spatula dropped on the ground, and Liang Dong was looking for kitchen paper everywhere.

Gu Yile understood when he saw the cell phone casually thrown by the pot.

He imitated Guan Mengqing, and criticized like someone who came here: "How many times have I told you not to hold your phone all the time, look, did the car overturn?"

Classmate Liang was taught humbly, and handed over the mobile phone to the leader: "I won't do it next time."

Although Gu Yile didn't have the habit of checking his partner's mobile phone, since it was delivered to his door, it wouldn't be a loss if he didn't check it.

Liang Dong's phone doesn't even have a password, and the interface is very simple. Apart from basic functions such as phone calls, text messages, and cameras, there are only browsers, emails, and WeChat. Not to mention games, even apps for listening to music are not installed.

As the leader of the first "inspection of people's sentiments", Gu Yile didn't want to pry into the privacy, so he just clicked into the photo album and glanced at it. Apart from the courseware, there were all kinds of scanned book pages in it. The recent normal life photos are only taken during the trip the day before yesterday In a few photos, the main character is Gu Yile himself.

Gu Yile didn't realize at all when he was photographed. Only when he saw it with his own eyes did he realize that he had such a salivating expression when facing the group of royal geese.

I endured and endured so that I didn't delete this photo that has become a black history. Gu Yile thought to himself that I am not obsessed with goose now, but with the body of the person who took the photo. The idiot in the photo is not me.

So comforting myself, just exiting the album and planning to put down the phone, the body vibrated continuously, and two messages came in.

Liang Dong didn't even bother to set a password, so he didn't know how to hide any news, so Gu Yile, who had no intention of prying, raised his eyelids and caught a glimpse of the message content at the top.

Yi: [Is what Dong Junzhe said true? 】

Yi: [You didn't deliberately let him say that to hide from me, did you? 】

The sense of substitution is very strong, and within 2 minutes, Gu Yile has already started to get angry.

He went back to the kitchen and took a picture of his phone on the cooking table: "Someone is looking for you."

Liang Dong cracked the egg into the pot: "Who?"

"It should be the girl from yesterday, called Li Jiayi, right?"

"Yeah." Liang Dong concentrated on staring at Dan without raising his head, "I asked Dong Junzhe to bring her a message."

"What?"

"I have a boyfriend."

"But she doesn't believe it."

"It's up to her to believe it or not."

Liang Dong was casual, but Gu Yile couldn't do it.

"Maybe you think you're using me as a shield." Walking around the narrow kitchen twice, Gu Yile asked sourly, "I think you can handle it well, do you often encounter such things?"

Good guy, no wonder the sprinklers in the dream are all green!

Liang Dong didn't affirm or deny it, and he remained calm, using the shovel he had just washed to put the eggs on the plate.

Then he looked up at Gu Yile: "If you are willing to cooperate, I can make them believe it now."

After breakfast, on the way to the competition venue, Gu Yile sat in the car holding his mobile phone, and secretly saved the photos Liang Dong posted in Moments to the mobile phone.

It was a selfie, two people, the background was a cabinet, the taller one hugged the shorter one from behind, the posture was intimate, the composition was warm, but anyone who was not blind could see the relationship between the two men in the photo.

What's more, the copywriting is also accompanied by a heart, the subtext is - I have a partner, don't bother me.

It was made public to all contacts, that is, everyone could see it. Satisfied, Gu Yile shook her head and hummed a song.

Humming and thinking of something, he asked Liang Dong: "Dong Junzhe doesn't seem to know that Li Jiayi is interested in you, how did you tell him?"

Liang Dong said concisely: "Say it straight."

Gu Yile wondered: "This is not good, you and him are friends, and the girl he likes likes you, if you are not careful, you two will have to turn against each other."

Liang Dong said, "Not at all."

"Hey wait a minute!" Gu Yile made another discovery, "No wonder you rented a car today, is Dong Junzhe so angry that he doesn't want to lend you the car?"

"If you turn against each other because of this kind of thing, it doesn't matter if this friend doesn't make friends."

Liang Dong's voice was very calm, as if he didn't take these things that ordinary people would feel distressed to his heart at all.

It's not surprising at all, he was originally such a person.

It's just that his indifference will reveal an invisible gap when facing Gu Yile.

Therefore, when answering the following questions, Gu Yile clearly felt that Liang Dong had become serious, a gesture of looking forward to understanding and response.

"I rented a car because that car might make you angry." After a short pause, Liang Dong continued, "And you like blue, rent a blue car, you will like it."

Gu Yile asked puzzledly: "Is this important?"

"It's very important." Liang Dong said, "If you like it, you will feel better, which will help the competition and even increase the probability of winning."

"You want me to win the prize too?"

Liang Dong shook his head: "Rather than hoping you win the prize, what I care more about is that you can stay here for a few more days after you win the prize."

Later, Gu Yile would always think that if Liang Dong had said this earlier, no matter how hard he worked, he might have won the first prize.

After all, love is a wonderful thing. The wonderful thing is that it can be seamlessly transformed into motivation, and people are willing to fight for even a minute and a second, and they will go through fire and water without hesitation.

It's a pity that Gu Yile woke up late, and only felt the pressure while sitting in the backstage of the competition. Looking at the different faces passing by, some of them even gave a performance in their school's concert hall, he was shaking his legs in panic while holding the piano.

"I'm starting to want to win the prize now." Gu Yile asked a little confused, "Isn't this unfair to those contestants who have prepared for many years?"

Liang Dong, who was sitting beside him, said, "No, this is your personal desire and has nothing to do with other people."

Gu Yile's expression was solemn: "I always thought that the motivation for me to play the violin was love and dreams, but I didn't expect that I was also a layman with desires."

Liang Dong comforted him: "Desire is the source of social progress, and the efforts made by individuals to satisfy their desires promote the upgrading of group civilization, so in theory, having desires is a good thing."

"Okay." Gu Yile had no choice but to accept this impeccable theory, and changed the subject, "Let's talk about something else."

They chatted about their childhood.

"My mother said that I met you and played with you when I was a child." Speaking of this, Gu Yile showed distress, "But I don't remember it at all."

Liang Dong responded and said, "You were still young at that time, so it's normal not to remember."

Gu Yile pouted: "You are just one year older than me."

"At that time I was so much taller than you." Liang Dongbi drew more than half the length of his head, "You are still very small."

"Okay, okay, I'm young." Gu Yile simply admitted, but couldn't help but restrain his respect, "That's a late development, I used to be on the school basketball team."

After thinking about it, he added without admitting defeat: "It's also very attractive to girls."

Liang Dong hooked his lips: "Yes."

How could Gu Yile not know how attractive Gu Yile was when he was a child?

When he was seven years old, Liang Dong went south with his parents to S City, called a trip, but actually sought medical treatment from a local psychologist.

Liang Dong didn't think he was sick, but his mother always looked at him with worried eyes recently, and often sat beside his bed crying late at night.

Everyone looked at him with strange eyes, everyone thought he was different, fewer and fewer people were willing to talk to him, and he never felt lonely.

At that time, Liang Dong thought, I might be really sick.If being obedient can make his mother happier and not shed tears all the time, then he is willing to go to different hospitals and answer strange questions from different uncles and aunts.

According to the book, being able to remember a certain event or a certain scene must be due to sensory stimulation, such as unusual colors and smells.

So when he saw the child who was willing to hold his hand and share toys with him, Liang Dong immediately remembered it.

Remember that the candy handed by his chubby hands is very sweet, remember that the toy they play together is called Transformers, remember that the kid who is shorter than him is called Lele, remember the color of light in his eyes, and the The smell of sunshine.

That was also the first time Liang Dong knew that crying could not be because of sadness, but for chasing dreams.

Six-year-old Gu Yile played a quarter of the piano, and cried like a little cat because he was not as good as the teacher's recording. After crying, he wiped his face with his sleeve, picked up the piano and continued to practice.

He said confidently: "I'll play a nice song for you in the future."

After pulling for a while, he waved the bow angrily: "Don't sleep, you don't sleep! If you sleep again, I won't play with you!"

Since then, Liang Dong has seen colors, tasted sweets and bitters, understood loneliness, and had longing.

From childhood to adulthood, Liang Dong didn't care about the so-called gains and losses, but at the moment, he connected the past with the present, only to find that everything is a virtuous circle of cause and effect——

Gu Yile promised to play a good song for him, so he heard it at the gate of the Capital Conservatory of Music 12 years later.

At the age of seven, he insisted on not falling asleep, but Gu Yile kept his promise, and is still with him today 15 years later.

In the background full of voices, someone was announcing the order of playing in English, and Gu Yile stood up: "It's my turn."

Liang Dong also stood up and helped him straighten his bow tie and smooth out the folds of his collar so that he wouldn't be nervous.

"Okay." Gu Yile stretched his neck very cooperatively, "I will introduce myself later, and I will say, my name is Gu Bujiu."

After tidying up, Gu Yile, who went out a few steps with the violin neck in hand, came back and said in a pitiful tone, "If I didn't win the prize, would you still let me touch my abs?"

"meeting."

"What about kissing?"

"can."

Gu Yile lowered his voice: "Then... what about that?"

Liang Dong replied, "Okay."

Gu Yile took a deep breath, feeling full of strength.

Turn around and take a few steps, then turn your head: "Then you are not allowed to sleep, at least when I am performing, you are not allowed to fall asleep, otherwise I will..."

After dawdling for a while, but not finding anything threatening enough, Gu Yile snorted shortly from his nose.

Even so, Liang Dong nodded in agreement.

After all, from the beginning to the end, he had no reason not to agree.

After all, being able to stand here now and watch Gu Yile take the stage as an accompanying person is like a dream, a wish come true, a reunion after a long absence... and a crush come true.