You can't hurt the author who wears meat

The short-lived victory of the challenge team came to an abrupt end in the third round, because there was no higher-level challenge, Liu Lindong returned to the room bored.In the dark, Han Pangyuan curled up into a ball and hugged a pillow and slept soundly, a trace of saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his mouth was still twitching. He didn't know what kind of food he dreamed of eating.

"Idiot, I can't help but eat you with this expression." Wiping the water stains around his mouth for him, the man took off his coat and squeezed into the warm blanket.

"Hmm..." Suddenly being entangled by icy limbs, the sleeping person wailed, his hands and feet trembled, and it took a long time to calm down.Liu Lindong showed a doting smile, put his head on the neck of the human body heater, and clamped his warm body with his two long legs: "Xiao Yuan, thank you for staying by my side, I am so happy."

This confession is true, simple and full of affection, but the sleeping person cannot hear it.Han Pangyuan just felt the cold air coming, shivering from the cold, shrunk even harder into a ball, and buried his face in the pillow.

The man was beside him, holding him tightly, thinking of a night many years ago.

That was when Liu Lindong won a prize in a high-value competition in China with his outstanding talent in his sophomore year. The college held a celebration banquet for him, and many design-loving students came.Han Pangyuan, who came here to eat and drink even though he was from a foreign department, looked dumbfounded among a group of crazy quasi-artists, unable to let go of his hands and feet.Someone teased him, and he shrank into the corner like a frightened little animal, and then glanced at the crowd.Liu Lindong knew who he was looking for, but he still treated him indifferently.

That night, the man saw that he was gloomy and at a loss, and he was also depressed all night.

The carnival lasted until late at night, and the students left one after another, leaving only a messy venue.

Han Pangyuan was very disappointed that he didn't find a chance to talk to Liu Lindong, and picked up the garbage on the ground with heavy steps.Although the janitor came to clean up the next day, it was a man's celebration party, and he didn't want to give others a bad impression of being a mess.

He took a plastic bag, started from the corner, picked up the large garbage, and then swept the fine debris on the floor.

Here, Liu Lindong had already gone downstairs, when he suddenly remembered that the gift Han Pangyuan had stuffed into him in the confusion had been forgotten in the classroom and not brought out.He didn't pick it up at the time, and the person next to him helped him put it somewhere. Later, there were too many people, and he forgot it after making a fuss.He looked at his watch, the access control of the dormitory was 11:30, and there were still twenty minutes left, so there was still time.He hurried back to the classroom with big strides, but he didn't expect there to be someone else, and this person was Xiao Yuan who made him worry.

Han Pangyuan had almost finished packing, but when he turned around, there was a bolt from the blue——and finally found that his gift had been forgotten in the corner.

It felt really bad, mixed with grief and anger, aggrieved and angry, and finally threw the carefully selected gift into the trash can in a fit of anger.When Liu Lindong came in, he just saw the small box wrapped in purple wrapping paper lying in the garbage bag.He was a little embarrassed, and it seemed contrived to pick it up, so he had to watch the other party carry the big bags and small bags downstairs and throw them all at the recycling point.

The road from the teaching building to the dormitory was not far or near. Liu Lindong followed behind him, watching his unusually lonely back, opened his mouth several times, but could not utter a last word.

He had realized then that he loved him, and his love was so wild that it would end up hurting Won.

It can't be like this, you can't let him suffer even a little bit of harm, and you don't want to see him showing fear or pain, so you have to kill the fantasy in the bud.

They walked back to the dormitory building one after the other, and Han Pangyuan looked back at the man, as if he had something to say, but was too frightened by Liu Lindong's indifferent eyes to speak, and ducked into the doorway with his head down.After he got in, the man ran all the way back to the garbage collection station, picking up the gift that was thrown in the bucket.He tucked the box in his arms like a baby, and opened it on the way back to the dormitory. It was a pair of uniquely shaped cufflinks, dark purple, the color men love most.

He just remembered that the school leaders asked him to wear formal clothes at the commendation meeting a few days ago. He seldom wore a suit and went with his two shirt sleeves loose. Han Pangyuan kept staring at his hands.At that time, he realized that a man needs a pair of cufflinks, so he chose such a small gift. He deliberately chose a simple and generous style, and the color is not ostentatious. The most important thing is that it is very suitable for Liu Lindong.

The man gestured in the corridor, thinking that he had to make a light-colored three-piece suit to match it, and buy a new shirt. I wonder if Xiao Yuan will be happier when he sees himself using his gift next time.

Thinking of Xiao Yuan, warmth rose in his heart, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

Liu Lindong and Han Pangyuan lived in different buildings, one on the fifth floor and the other on the sixth floor, separated by a small road.Back in the dormitory, he walked to the balcony as usual, staring at the other side in a daze.It made him sad again today, the man knows that his indifference hurts, but it's better than really taking his life.His desire for that person has reached an almost perverted level, wanting to possess him, penetrate his body, bite his flesh and blood, and eat everything about him into his stomach.It's not normal, not at all...

It was late at night, and it was very quiet outside. Liu Lindong still didn't fall asleep, playing with the two cuff buttons in his hand repeatedly, with complicated emotions.Suddenly, without warning, the earth shook violently, and the world spun around.During the continuous shaking, something fell to the ground, ping-pong-pong.

"Earthquake!" Ten seconds of violent shaking lasted like a century, followed by noisy noises and roars from the dormitory building, followed by various human voices and running footsteps.

Liu Lindong, who has never encountered a large-scale natural disaster, panicked briefly, and then thought of his Xiao Yuan, that idiot who didn't know what happened, whether he was so frightened that his legs were weak and he couldn't escape.Thinking of this, the man got up immediately, followed the crowd to the open area, grabbed his arm and asked 06 Hanben's Han Pangyuan where he was, and searched around, but there was no one.No, nowhere, didn't this guy escape, or went somewhere!

Liu Lindong quickly took out his phone and looked through the long list, only to realize that he didn't have his number in his phone.The phone screen flickered on and off in the dark night, and he felt desperate and almost collapsed.

It wasn't until someone said that Han Pangyuan seemed to be still in the dormitory, that the man came back to his senses and rushed into the empty dormitory building regardless of others' obstruction.

The five-story building, which is usually easy to climb, towers into the sky as if it cannot be climbed. Liu Lindong ran all the way to Han Pangyuan's bedroom, only to find that the idiot was really lying on the bed, ignorant of the chaos that happened just now, with a round face like a bun , sleeping soundly.

"Xiao Yuan, wake up." I don't know if it should be described as the rest of my life, but seeing that he is safe and sound, the man's hanging heart relaxes.

He slapped him on the face, but he couldn't wake up, only to realize that this guy must have taken sleeping pills.Because I know the other person's temper and habits, I know that when he is in a bad mood and can't sleep, he will swallow three or four pills, and then sleep like a pig.The weather was still cold in early spring, and he couldn't bear to use cold water or other more violent methods to wake him up. The man hesitated for a while, and he had no choice but to leave here. Although there was no vibration after that, no one could guarantee his safety.

Liu Lindong thought for a while, put a blanket on the fool's bed, and went upstairs with it on his back.

Put him in the lounge of the housekeeper's aunt. There is a bed here, and it is close to the exit. Even if there is any vibration, he can escape immediately.But he still didn't dare to sleep, and sat on the edge of the bed all the time, concentrating on just in case.

Han Pangyuan slept for a while, felt cold, shivered slightly, and coughed in his dream.Immediately, Liu Lindong hurriedly added a quilt to him, hugged him from behind, and buried his head in the crescent of his neck.Gradually, the temperature rose, and he no longer moved around, but showed a very comfortable expression and continued to sleep soundly.

The voices outside were chaotic. Some called to report safety, some choked out of fear, there were excited discussions and shouts to cover up fear, but there were also rational order maintainers.Liu Lindong never dared to relax his vigilance, and listened to the movement outside. Someone turned on the radio. The emergency news was reporting the earthquake just now. It was not clear where the source of the earthquake was, but it was definitely not here.Even so, the students dare not go back to the dormitory to rest.

The wall clock on the wall was rattling, and the white curtains were blown up by the wind, like a huge ghost. Liu Lindong couldn't be calm for a long time.He didn't know if he did something wrong, alienating him, ignoring him, and rejecting him like that, maybe one day, he would get tired of this ruthlessness and leave him.

But it's better that way...

At the end of the night, the emergency news determined the exact location of the earthquake, which was hundreds of kilometers away, and the earthquake was only felt strongly, but there was no danger.The students returned to the dormitory one after another under the comfort of the teacher. Liu Lindong was afraid that Han Pangyuan would wake up and panic, so he carried him back to the room before he woke up.

No one mentioned it the next day, because there were more topics worth discussing, and certain details were ignored.And that idiot who slept soundly all night didn't know what happened, nor did he know that the man he loved was so close to him and looked at him with so much concern.He just felt chills for his classmates and friends. No one was worried about his safety when such a big event happened.But he didn't know that Liu Lindong cared about him more than anyone else, and it was enough for him to have this love, nothing else was needed.

"You went out? Why are you so cold?" After all, in the game, it's not as good as in reality, and I didn't sleep well. I woke up: "What time is it?

"Didn't the Gita give you abilities?" The man smiled lowly and rubbed his head: "Actually, you are afraid of being hit by a snowball."

"I can't lose in hand-to-hand combat, but my agility is very low and my speed is slow. What if I can't dodge it? It must be very painful." After seeing the power of the snowball, he was somewhat afraid, and worried that he was too fleshy. Feet will lead to the failure of the challenge: "I don't understand why Michelle refuses to play, he is very strong, and this is not the key issue related to whether he can win and become a god, but he can still be so calm. If you go to the mall, cooperate with Absolutely Charming and they will definitely be invincible.”

"That kind of person, don't pay attention to him." On a beautiful night, talking about Michelle is very unpleasant. He wanted to make the atmosphere warmer and save the disadvantages of the past. The man took the initiative to bring up the past: "By the way, you gave me a pair of Do you remember the purple cufflinks? I haven’t had a chance to use them, so it’s a pity to leave them alone. How about accompanying me to customize a suit after the game is out? Speaking of which, purple goes well with pink, lake blue, and light yellow, but I It would be weird to dress like that, how about navy blue?"

"Cufflinks?" Han Pangyuan pursed his lips, his face darkened: "Didn't you throw that one away? How could it be..."

"I picked it up secretly." Confidentially, the man was not sure whether Xiao Yuan would be moved, or felt aggrieved, or angry.All he knew was that he never wanted to lie to him in his life.Because of lack of communication, they have gone through seven years like strangers. There are not too many seven years in life for them to waste, so they cannot repeat the same mistakes.

"I think pink looks good, you can figure it out." You deliberately made things difficult for him.

"Okay, a pink three-piece suit, more formal, with one button?" Thinking about wearing pink, he felt a sudden chill, but if he likes it, it's not impossible for him to try it.

Liu Lindong is still very confident about his appearance, not only his face, but also his figure is top-notch, but he doesn't know if he can manage such a girlish color.

"Actually, I like to see you wearing a stretch vest." Men usually dress up like this when they are exercising, and they can perfectly show their muscle lines. Of course, don't ask how Han Pangyuan peeked out: "Your hair is growing out, so I'm not used to it. Shall I fix it for you?"

It is said that artists are different from ordinary people and have advanced aesthetics, which is true.Liu Lindong was born in the design department. Although he didn't make himself into a shape that aliens can't understand, he has always been very rocky.He wears lip rings and tongue rings. Although they have been removed in the past two years, he has always had a yin and yang head.It was a very special hairstyle. The right side was completely shaved, and the left side was long. It looked like a mohawk, but it didn't feel weird on his head, but it was domineering.Especially Han Pangyuan, because he loves him, he thinks he is handsome no matter what he looks like, but he has been in the game for so long and has no time to rest, so his looks are uneven.

When he said that, the man realized that his image was really too sloppy.

Seeing Han Pangyuan got up and turned on the light, and took out tools from the empty warehouse to help him cut his hair, he said: "Trim the hair that is too long, I should mature too, and I can't always be like a killer."

"Haha, how can there be such a handsome killer, I think he looks like a member of a rock band, Marilyn Manson." Spread the newspaper, and then put a clean cloth on the man. Han Pang-won, who trimmed his hair, looked very serious.He combed the hair neatly with a comb first, and then cut off the parts of different lengths, and carefully trimmed them to create a wide range. Naturally, it is not as good as a barber shop, but men are very useful.

This kind of service is not something money can buy!

Finally finished cutting, and helped the man wipe off the stubble with a towel, Han Pangyuan brought the mirror: "It's not bad, I helped you tidy it up."

The lengths of the hair on both sides are still different, because I didn't dare to cut it too short, so I only trimmed it roughly, but the effect was surprisingly good.It may be because the man's face is handsome enough and he can control all kinds of weird hairstyles, so that Han Pangyuan was stunned and blushed: "Tall and rich are handsome and rich in everything, I am so short and poor. envy, jealousy, hate."

"But diaosi eats Gao Shuaifu to death, he is still diaosi." Let him sit on his lap, Liu Lindong is obsessed with this position recently, because this way he can hug him from behind, and the two of them will lean head to head, ear to ear.

"Lin Dong, how much money do you have? I only have 5000 yuan in savings. Will you dislike me?" Thinking of Liu Lindong living in a high-end apartment, driving a luxury car, collecting red wine and antique watches, and thinking about his shabby apartment The rented house, with a monthly income of less than [-], and the lockers full of instant noodles and canned luncheon meat, suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.It's really two completely different worlds, how can we come together.

Seeing him thinking wildly, the man pinched his face and said with a smile, "You have 150 million savings now."

"Fuck, you can earn so much selling picture albums?" Han Pangyuan was shocked from ear to ear when it was revealed that Grandma Liu had never seen the world when she entered the Grand View Garden.

They have only graduated for more than three years. Although the man became famous when he was in college and published several best-selling picture books, but the current book market is so sluggish, it is too much to be able to save 150 million with such a luxurious life. It's not easy anymore.The gap, whether it is appearance or ability, is very different from this person.

"Little idiot, of course you can't make a lot of money by publishing books. I have private work." He didn't understand after talking about it. In terms of design, it is often a single idea that can sell for a lot of money: "Don't count it with your fingers. , it will be yours from now on, spend it however you like."

"Whoever said that I want to spend your money, I can earn it myself." Although it is not much, he never thought about asking a man to support him and live a lazy life.

"Yes, my Xiao Yuan is the best. You just haven't had time to make your mark yet, and you will become a blockbuster in the future." To be honest, his writing is really good, but he just didn't find the right way.

Han Pangyuan's writing style is smooth and smooth, and the content is often seen from the small to the big.Usually, it starts with a trivial matter, expounds a little bit of life principles and insights, the length is not long, and it is thoughtful after reading. Simply put, it is an academic style of literature and art.This kind of writing power is most suitable for writing prose, essays, and reviews, but it is not suitable for writing novels, especially restricted novels.He doesn't describe hot and straightforward, but uses a beautiful style of writing to describe the sex in the bed. Although it has a special taste, it is almost hot.

The man always thinks that he should write cultural prose and follow the path of an academic writer. It is best to be a teacher and write while teaching and educating people. Learning is suitable for him.Unexpectedly, this guy resigned without saying a word, and chased after his ass, and he couldn't persuade him.

"Lie to me again, you haven't even read my article, you know how to make me happy." The inferiority complex has committed again.

"I can't see how the Beipan River is surging. The Baicaihe River under our eyes is muddy yellow, flowing quietly. Standing on a high place, I can't hear a sound. It seems to be just a flowing canvas; the ancient banyan tree is real, but It is called towering, with dense branches and leaves; there is also bamboo, which is said to be mottled bamboo, a bit modest and profound, in front of the whirling rock; the stones by the river are smooth and huge; Open. I don’t know how much history and vicissitudes there are, sleeping on this river beach.” Reading this passage quietly, Han Pangyuan opened his eyes in surprise, and said in disbelief: “How can you memorize it!”

This is a short paragraph of practice pen written by them when they traveled together to Baicaigudu many years ago.

"Why not? I know everything about you." The man put his lips on his forehead: "Han Pangyuan, listen, I love you more than you think."