paper and ink acquaintance

"Xiao Yun, let me go and greet Fang Linyi first."

Lin Yimo leaned against the sliding door of the kitchen, while Gu Jun was processing the ingredients brought back from the supermarket.

"Well, then you go."

Lin Yimo entered the opposite door and didn't notice any changes in the living room, even the snacks Lin Yimo gave them for a while did not change, and so did the laundry basket.

"Fang Linyi?" Lin Yimo called softly at the door of the room.

"What are you doing?" There was no trace of Fang Linyi in the hoarse voice.

"Who are you?" Lin Yimo was astonished.

"Me, you fucking...cough..."

"Can I go in? Brother." Lin Yimo found Fang Linyi's shadow in his tone.

"It's not that you don't have hands, you can drive it yourself." The voice remained unchanged and low.

Lin Yimo approached slowly: "What's your posture?"

"It's comfortable to lie on my stomach." Fang Linyi was indeed lying on his stomach, hugging the pillow. This posture and voice inexplicably made Fang Linyi miserable.

"Then what happened to your voice?"

"What's going on?" Fang Linyi just remembered that all this was given by Lin Yimo, "Do you have the face to ask me? Why are you so cheap? Huh? Lin Yimo!"

Fang Lin got up excitedly, regardless of his physical discomfort, the pillow directly hit Lin Yimo's face, and he didn't say anything friendly.

"No—is it comfortable?" Lin Yimo asked sincerely, but the sincerity at this time was like ridicule.

"It's comfortable, you're paralyzed!" Fang Lin yelled at the top of his voice.

"Does it hurt?" Lin Yimo was still so sincere.

"..." They looked at each other in silence for a moment.

"Are you asking seriously?" Fang Lin became serious as soon as he was moved by Lin Yimo's sincerity.He felt that he had an obligation to tell Lin Yimo some precautions, and even some experience.

"seriously."

"well enough."

"What do you mean by okay?"

"You haven't done it?"

"No." Lin Yimo shook his head, and Lin Yimo's eyes became more and more sincere, "So it hurts? Shouldn't it be very comfortable?"

"If you don't feel comfortable, just do it. He was angry yesterday, so he was more aggressive." Fang Linyi became fierce again, "Next time you talk nonsense, you will wring out your mouth. Let's see how you make out with Gu Yun." .”

"So angry?"

Lin Yimo saw the countless hickey marks on Fang Linyi's neck, and even Fang Linyi's white legs had scattered tooth marks and cinnabar red marks, which were indeed ambiguous, and Lin Yimo could indeed see the pain.

"Don't blame yourself, I can't stand you like this." Fang Linyi explained, "It turns out that we also had some problems, and we solved them all last night."

"But why didn't you do it?" Fang Lin asked.

"I don't know the biggest reason, maybe...Xiao Jie is underage?" Lin Yimo's answer was also lacking confidence and accuracy.

"Underage is just Gu Yun's underage, he did it to you, and it wasn't you to do it to him."

"how do you know?"

"Talk nonsense." Fang Linyi lay down again.

Lin Yimo left the topic after being silent: "Where's your boyfriend?"

"I don't know, maybe I don't recognize people by wearing pants, let's go."

The clear sound of the doorknob cut off the words of the two, and he came along with the words: "Why do you always treat your man as this kind of person."

"I'm leaving." Lin Yimo said humblely.

"Greetings to Gu Yun for me, and tell him—it's time to show your true nature." Fang Linyi said to Lin Yimo's back.

Lin Yimo was walking home.

Lin Yimo even felt that what Fang Linyi said was very reasonable, perhaps because of the constant provocation and persuasion of others, he agreed with the new world he yearned for.

"Little Jun~" Gu Jun's figure still existed in the kitchen, and Lin Yimo didn't bother to find out what Gu Jun was busy with.

"What's the matter, baby?" Gu Jun couldn't understand Lin Yimo's smile at this moment, "Eat a grape?"

Lin Yimo was silent.

It's just that Lin Yimo's forehead was rolling and shaking on Gu Jun's shoulders, as if to express "no need", but he stretched his hand over Gu Jun's coat, and a simple and thin shirt couldn't cover Gu Jun's body. Lin Yimo's heroic demeanor seemed to be unable to hide Lin Yimo's hooligan aura.

Lin Yimo touched it for a while, but Gu Jun had no opinion and no sound. He realized later: I'm a fucking... a bitch in heat! ?

Lin Yimo turned around and said to himself: "Forget it!"

Lin Yimo went straight to the room and buried himself in the quilt, Lin Yimo thought to himself: What am I doing!How could I listen to Fang Linyi, a perverted man? Our little guy is underage, so we can't...

Now she looks like a depressed bitch who is in heat but has no ambitions.

"What's wrong?" Gu Jun came to ask Lin Yimo's situation again, and Gu Jun's voice was so close that he seemed to be seducing Lin Yimo.

"It's okay..." Lin Yimo's tone became more and more aggrieved, looking depressed.

"No way, what knowledge did Fang Linyi teach you?" Gu Jun stroked Lin Yimo's back spine.

"Xiao Yun, it seems that I can't lie to you in the future, I can guess anything."

"What did he tell you?"

"He. Let. You. Go. Me!" Lin Yimo's tone dragged, and it took several turns to capture this grievance.

Gu Yun was silent for a moment: "Then... did you think so?"

"A little bit..." Lin Yimo's original words were blurred by the quilt, and the whisper was directly absorbed by the cotton fiber.

"hold head high?"

"It's a little bit, just a little bit of thinking." Lin Yimo deliberately emphasized on "just", this statement is indeed restrained and reserved, and now this desire that has been provoked is really hard to drive away.

"Then... how to solve it?" It seems that Gu Yi has encountered such a difficult matter for the first time. This matter is really too difficult to make a decision. How to calm Lin Yimo's dissatisfaction? Is it really necessary to practice?

"There is no need to solve it, let's talk about it later." Lin Yimo got up, he read the bewilderment in Gu Yun's words, and he immediately handed out the steps for Gu Yun to go down.

"Study, study." Lin Yimo got up.

Lin Yimo also devoted himself to study, and he completely used study as what he called a desire inhibitor.

As for this time, it is already the final sprint stage of high school, and learning is the most meaningful thing for them.

The two of them don't have much free time, Gu Yun cooks for dinner, and Lin Yimo continues to sort out the files needed by the school.

Mathematics ranges from analytic geometry to derivatives to big and small types of finale questions; physics combines kinematics with mechanics to compound field motion in electromagnetism; familiarity with reading prose in Chinese novels to familiarity with various sets of English exercises in English; Refresh the question type to brush to the new chemistry question type.

From [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] am, and from [-]:[-] pm, I continued to scramble the questions without stopping.

All the hustle and bustle was isolated by the two walls, and the two indulged in the state of study.

but--

"Lin Yimo, come out and open the door." Fang Lin came over as soon as he killed the phone.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yimo seemed to guess what was urgent about Fang Linyi after he opened the door.

"Sister asked us to go back together and attend the funeral."

"gone?"

"Let's go, the funeral will be held tomorrow morning." Fang Linyi said, "Let's get ready, my sister said to wear a white one, and the other black ones. My sister is on the way and will be there soon."

The two of them didn't seem to feel any sadness because of this, they only had an unexpected calmness about the news of the death.

The two immediately turned their heads and prepared separately.

"Little Jun, I'm leaving you for a while." Lin Yimo was about to pick out a white shirt in front of the closet.

"what happened?"

"Grandpa is gone, and the funeral is going on at home."

Gu Jun also didn't feel Lin Yimo's sadness at all. Lin Yimo was obviously a person who would be sentimental about something and needed to digest it quietly, and his calmness at this time made Gu Jun feel no comfort.

Lin Yimo changed his clothes, and Gu Yan looked at his slender and thin back. This was suppressed under all pressures, but Gu Yan became inexplicably worried, worried about his departure.

"Baby." Gu Jun approached and embraced Lin Yimo, this worry meant overflowing without any cover.

"What's the matter, Xiaojun?" Lin Yimo was still buttoning up his cuff buttons, "Aren't you reluctant?"

"Can't you?" Gu Yun's tone was much softer.

"Okay~" Lin Yimo touched the back of Gu Yun's hand, "I just think it doesn't look like you, it's so cute."

"Then what should I do?"

"Remember to eat well, go to bed early when you're tired, and call or text if you want to say anything. Anyway, it's just a bunch of words asking me to take care of myself, and then prepare everything for me."

Thinking about it carefully, Gu Yun seemed to be only doing the best. He was provoked by Lin Yimo and couldn't help laughing: "Is that so? Is it too old-fashioned?"

"No~ This is the special treatment my boyfriend gave me. It's just that sometimes it's a little different, but it's good." Lin Yimo turned around.

The eyes of the two met, maybe there was no intention of kissing in the eyes of the two, and the light touch of the lips could be regarded as soothing the other's anxiety.

"Then when can I come back?"

"I don't know. I don't understand this ceremony either. I'll contact you when the time comes."

Gu Yun let out a long sigh: "em...then I'll organize things for you."

"I'm right, that's it." Lin Yimo's teasing seems to be adjusting the atmosphere of low pressure.

Gu Ye just laughed it off, and turned around to prepare some necessary things for Lin Yimo to go out.

"Xiao Yan, take UR's handbag, it's bigger, I want to decorate it for homework and take it away, and it's also relatively unpretentious."

"Well, I'm taking this."

The items stored in the cabinets of the two are not without women's items. Because they have a sensitive sense of fashion and have their own ideas, they are still confident in wearing women's items.

Convenience toiletries, medicines for sudden gastritis, test paper stationery, etc., the situation in the bag is indeed what Gu Yun felt.

Lin Yimo hid the ring back in the silver chain around his neck, the hickey on his neck was still covered by a bandage, everything was ready.

They are located on the fifth floor, which is the highest floor of this small building. For the communication between Lin Yimo and Fang Linyi, the doors of the two houses were not closed tightly.

Fang Linfan also poked his head directly towards the main entrance:

"Momo, are you ready?"

"Come on, ma'am."

Gu Jun hugged Lin Yimo's waist and still couldn't bear to let go, and Gu Jun's worry and reluctance this time were also surprisingly obvious.

"Xiaoyun, remember to miss me."

Lin Yimo didn't seem to have any words to comfort Gu Yun, or maybe the news of his death really made the atmosphere too low, and Lin Yimo couldn't raise his tone.

"Yes." Gu Yun let go of his hand.

Gu Yun was about to hand over the handbag, but Lin Yimo put down the handbag: "Forget it!"

Lin Yimo pulled Gu Jun to the corner, and their passionate kiss could be regarded as temporarily dispelling the chaos in their minds.

"I'll try to come back before it heals." Lin Yimo gently pressed his thumb against the cut on Gu Yun's lips.

"Well, call me if you need anything."

"Well, let's go."

The two returned to the living room again, Fang Linfan and Fang Linyi waited at the door, not allowing them to use any ceremony to say goodbye.

When Lin Yimo reached the stairs, he also looked at Gu Jun cross-eyed.

"What happened to your neck?"

Before Fang Linfan got into the car, he had found Lin Yimo's Band-Aids and wounds, and Fang Linyi's half-high collar was still covered with Band-Aids.

"I accidentally got scratched." Lin Yimo said.

"Me too." Fang Lin followed Lin Yimo's excuse.

"Fang Linyi, what's the matter with your voice?" Fang Linfan didn't believe their words at all.

"Get angry, eat too much when it's hot."

"Then... still angry?" Lin Yimo asked knowingly, his eyes flicked straight to a certain part of Fang Linyi.

"Lin Yimo!" Fang Linyi roared hoarsely, "Don't force me to attend two funerals in one day!"

Lin Yimo and Gu Jun followed up on his situation from time to time. Lin Yimo couldn't play with his mobile phone even in the car, so he fell asleep in the car.

The two of them were directly led by Fang Linfan into a small room. The room was indeed filled with a damp and decaying atmosphere for a long time. The door was locked tightly, but the three of them felt much more at ease.

"Come on, Lin Yi, tear off the band-aid and let me have a look." Fang Linfan also directly clarified his intention.

"Why?" Fang Linyi asked excitedly.

"You got scratched like this?" Fang Linfan took out the cosmetic bag, "Tear it off."

Fang Linyi also obeyed Fang Linfan's order and tore a piece off.

"Tear off all of them." Fang Linfan held the liquid foundation and concealer in his hand.

"Sister~" Fang Linyi seemed embarrassed to reveal the traces left by their lustful lust last night.

"Tear it off, I'll use other gears for you, can you see it like this?"

Fang Lin tore off all his messy band-aids one by one. Fang Linfan couldn't help but be amazed by the magnificence in front of him, and his sister couldn't help complaining: "How dare you say that you were scratched?"

"I went to scrape yesterday."

"Indeed, my boyfriend shaved it with his mouth." Lin Yimo communicated with Gu Yun online with his head down, listening to their conversation, he couldn't help but gag.

"Lin Yimo!"

"If Momo doesn't tell me, I can guess it." Fang Linfan really had nothing to say, and sighed heavily.

"Come on, Momo, tear off yours too."

"Sister, you know me so well." Lin Yimo didn't struggle, and obediently tore it off.

"Because I'm your older sister, I know you don't like to put these things on, so I will follow you, how can I force you to put these on." Fang Linfan turned around and prepared the concealer for Lin Yimo.

"Sure enough, Xiaojun is more gentle." The sister said, looking at Lin Yimo's neck.

"Our masculine heroic appearance." This came from Fang Linyi's desire to win.

"Hey, the styles are different, don't compare, don't compare." Lin Yimo said.