I won't chase you a second time

Jiang Wensong thought that He Mingxu was joking, but he didn't expect that He Mingxu was serious.

He Mingxu carried all his luggage up to the third floor, and dragged him all the way into the innermost room.

"The guest room at home is not prepared." He Mingxu explained. "So we'll sleep in my room together today."

"Oh." Jiang Wensong pretended not to care and nodded, entered the room, and was soon attracted by He Mingxu's room.

He Mingxu's room is large, with a gray tone as a whole, and there are no messy things, except for the cabinet of medals and trophies on the wall, it looks like a guest room.

Jiang Wensong looked at the shiny cabinet of honor symbols, and walked over involuntarily.

The trophies, medals and certificates are sorted by color from big to small and placed neatly.

In addition to the trophy, there are many photos. Jiang Wensong took a closer look and saw several photos of He Mingxu when he was young.

He was very cool when he was young, looking at the camera with his lips tightly pursed, holding the trophy tightly in his hand, as if someone was going to grab the trophy from him.

"Have you started learning to swim at such a young age?"

"But how to hold the trophy does not look happy at all."

Jiang Wensong asked him curiously.

"Well, I learned it as a hobby when I was young." After a pause, He Mingxu explained, "It's not that I'm unhappy, it's just that I can't smile because I'm nervous in front of the camera."

Looking at other photos, Jiang Wensong thought He Mingxu was very interesting when he was a child.

After carefully reading row by row, Jiang Wensong was attracted by the outside terrace again, and turned to go to the small outside terrace.

He Mingxu glanced at the small box at the bottom of the cabinet, and followed Jiang Wensong to the terrace.

The view from the terrace is very good. The tall and big cypress trees outside are still lush even in winter. The refreshing green makes people relax immediately.

Jiang Wensong blew outside for a while, then rushed back to the house because it was too cold.

At noon, the two of them went to the vicinity of the high school for lunch, registered with the security guard, and finally entered the school.

The overall color of the school is light orange. The campus has a long history, and the buildings as a whole are a bit old. The French plane trees beside the school road are tall and tall. Although there are only bare tree trunks left, it is not difficult to imagine summer. It looks like it is full of greenery to block out the sun.

One afternoon, the two walked around the school many times, accompanied by the sound of reading in the teaching building and the noise during class.

Passing the school's tree-lined road, walking through the school's playground, and standing outside the former class, I watched it for a long time.

New students have already been seated in the classroom, and the layout of the classroom is completely different from before.

It was supposed to be very cold at first, but just walking around like this, the movement generated heat, and the two of them wandered around the whole afternoon holding two cups of hot milk tea without knowing it.

It stands to reason that after staying in this place for a full year, it should bring back some memories. Jiang Wensong looked at every corner of the campus and felt it was a pity.

He Mingxu didn't ask him if he remembered anything, and turned his head to watch the sun slowly set in the west.

The sky full of orange light sprinkled on the campus, and the shadows of the two became longer and longer,

"Go home." He Mingxu said.

When they went home, they took the No. 14 bus. He Mingxu said that they used to take this bus. He took a few stops longer than Jiang Wensong before getting off the bus.

Jiang Wensong nodded, but felt that this bus looked the same as the 102 bus in front of my sister-in-law's house.

The bus was swaying, and the winter night was getting dark quickly. After a while, the sky outside the window was completely dark.

Jiang Wensong was a little sleepy, and he was even more sleepy in the warm space of the bus. He stretched out his hand and opened the window a crack, and a thin cold wind blew in through the small crack, making him a little more awake.

But it didn't take long before He Mingxu reached out and turned it off.

Jiang Wensong wrinkled his nose, and finally couldn't resist the drowsiness because the car was too warm, so he leaned on He Mingxu's shoulder and fell asleep in a daze.

When he got out of the car, he got out of the warm car in an instant. Jiang Wensong put his hands in his pockets, blowing the cold wind and woke up in a second.

"Let's go back and order takeaway." Jiang Wensong made plans for dinner for the two of them while walking, and was hungry after waking up.

Neither of them knew how to cook, so He Mingxu had no objection.

When ordering takeaway, the two of them were very greedy. They ordered takeaway from two stores, one fried chicken and the other barbecue.

The food is not healthy at all.

Jiang Wensong is used to watching TV while eating, and when He Mingxu was unpacking the takeout, he frantically turned on his mobile phone to look for the TV.

He Mingxu looked at him and stopped his movements, "Let's go upstairs and watch a movie while eating."

So the two of them carried the takeaway together to the room on the third floor, which was opposite to He Mingxu's bedroom.

In addition to the projector, there are two computers and some musical instruments inside.

Jiang Wensong sat on the lazy sofa and stretched his legs, looking enviously, "Your room is too cool."

The lazy sofa was not big, and He Mingxu sat on one side, and the two of them sat shoulder to shoulder, thigh to thigh.

Jiang Wensong was still looking at it, and even wanted to stand up and play with the things in the room.

He Mingxu grabbed him and handed him disposable gloves, "Eat first."

Jiang Wensong put on disposable gloves, and reluctantly turned his attention back to the food in front of him. The small table was filled with food, full of color, fragrance and taste.

He Mingxu handed the remote control to Jiang Wensong and asked him to choose by himself.

But Jiang Wensong held the remote control in his left hand and chose for more than ten minutes, but there was no result, and the chopsticks in his right hand did not move.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Wensong finally chose the movie slowly.

Jiang Wensong ate very slowly, taking a mouthful without taking a mouthful. After taking a mouthful, he looked up at the screen, not thinking about eating at all.

He Mingxu quickly finished eating, and looked sideways at Jiang Wensong, whose mouth was puffed up.

Jiang Wensong watched it seriously, and sat upright, as if he was not watching a movie, but listening to a lecture.

He Mingxu wasn't thinking about the movie, he watched Jiang Wensong get closer, wrapped his arms around Jiang Wensong's waist, and put his chin on Jiang Wensong's shoulder.

Jiang Wensong watched it too seriously and didn't respond.

He Mingxu adjusted his posture contentedly, and lazily started watching a movie.

After watching the two-hour movie, He Mingxu had already lazily leaned to the other side, while Jiang Wensong was still sitting upright, still clapping obediently.

After watching it, Jiang Wensong was still unsatisfied, and discussed the plot with He Mingxu.

"It's a pity that Lina died."

He Mingxu nodded, "She should break up with Jack."

"..." Jiang Wensong was silent for a while, "Jack's girlfriend is Lucy."

"Want to play games?" He Mingxu pointed to the two computers next to him, switching topics seamlessly.

Jiang Wensong smiled and watched He Mingxu get up quickly, and sat down on the computer chair.

Maybe it was because he fell asleep on the bus just now, Jiang Wensong was very energetic, and the two of them fought until the early hours of the morning.

Fortunately, I don't know how many times the last one won, and it drew a perfect ending. Jiang Wensong yawned and swayed to wash up.

He Mingxu went to another bathroom, and when he returned to the room after washing, Jiang Wensong had already finished washing, and fell asleep on the bed, with a pink face and long breathing.

Standing on the bed and looking at it for a while, He Mingxu thought to himself, he really washed up and waited for me on the bed.

...sort of.

He Mingxu squatted down beside the bed, kissed Jiang Wensong's forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, and lips.

In the end, he lay on the bed and stared at the ceiling for half an hour, awarding himself a Liu Xiahui award in his heart, and fell asleep unsatisfied.

The next day, due to staying up late last night, the two of them slept until the sun was high before barely opening their eyes.

Jiang Wensong was still held in He Mingxu's arms, but he did not forget today, he remembered that he was at He Mingxu's home today.

He yawned sleepily again, he still wanted to sleep for a while.

Jiang Wensong moved, trying to adjust to a comfortable posture, but his knee suddenly hit a man. Men know it and readers know it. In short, it's something you know and everyone knows.

He was sure that He Mingxu had woken up, Jiang Wensong didn't dare to move, so he closed his eyes and pretended that he was still asleep.

But it's a pity that He Mingxu wasn't fooled at all.

He Mingxu's arm was still around Jiang Wensong's waist, and he asked him hoarsely, "So irresponsible, Xiao Song?"

Jiang Wensong continued to pretend to be asleep.

After a few seconds, Jiang Wensong felt something rub against his thigh, he opened his eyes suddenly, and shrank back.

...his disguise was exposed in five seconds.

He Mingxu laughed in a low voice.

Jiang Wensong blushed and retorted, "Why should I be responsible? I didn't do anything..."

"Then if I don't look for you, who will I look for?" He Mingxu hugged Jiang Wensong's waist, and fished out Jiang Wensong whose head was half huddled under the quilt.

Jiang Wensong's face was very red, and he didn't dare to look at He Mingxu.

He Mingxu approached Jiang Wensong, kissed his nose, and coaxed him, "Feel it for me, please, just touch it."

Jiang Wensong felt that although He Mingxu was asking him, his actions did not seem to be negotiable, because He Mingxu almost put half of his body on him.

Unable to move, Xiao Song had no choice but to stretch out his hand aggrieved.

After a refreshing(?) morning, He Mingxu got up and took a shower in a good mood.

Jiang Wensong sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his palm, and shook it in vain.

With the heat still on his face, Jiang Wensong went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, and saw He Mingxu wearing earrings facing the mirror.

He Mingxu had pierced ears before, but he never wore earrings.

Jiang Wensong looked curiously at the simple black earrings on He Mingxu's ears.

When I looked closer, I realized that there was a letter "W" printed on the earrings.

Jiang Wensong looked at it for a while, stretched out his hand and twisted the earrings around, the "W" became an "M", and asked him, "Did you wear it backwards? It turned into a W."

"It's not reversed." He Mingxu changed the "M" to "W".

Jiang Wensong looked at it for a while, seemed to understand, pursed his lips in a good mood and stopped asking.