Tender trapping

Zhuo Wenlang has never been rejected by Ran Xu before. In his impression, the kid has always been very obedient, and he agreed to everything. The first time he asked him to do that kind of thing on the beach before, Ran Xu's back was scratched, and he didn't mind. So blame him.

It's just that when Zhuo Wenlang gave him medicine, he ignored him for a long time.

When doing it again later, sometimes Zhuo Wenlang acted a bit rough, causing Ran Xu to shout and cry... Looking back now, it was like listing crimes for himself.

Knowing that he was wrong, Zhuo Wenlang couldn't say anything more, so he could only think about what method he should use next time to make Ran Xu happy.

On the surface, Ran Xu was staring at the drawing, but from the corner of his eye he secretly watched Zhuo Wenlang's movements, and saw that the man left the room dejectedly. If there was a tail behind him, it should be drooping.

It's just that it's hard to say whether the tail is a fox or a dog.

Ran Xu secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his gaze back to the drawing again—he did not lie about the drawing. In fact, since he met Zhuo Wenlang again, he had already had the idea of ​​making another series of works. idea.

I haven't touched a pen for a long time, and it seems a little jerky to start again.

Ran Xu painted and rubbed, painted and rubbed, because he was not satisfied with the shape and color scheme, and dawdled until almost one o'clock in the morning, and was finally pushed back into the quilt under Zhuo Wenlang's "obscene power".

"What kind of manuscript is so important?"

Zhuo Wenlang stared at the puppets on the paper, and could vaguely see the embryonic form of flowers. These puppets were decorated with a lot of flowers, and the varieties of flowers of each puppets were different. Zhuo Wenlang saw sunflowers, There are three kinds of roses and daisies, and there are some semi-finished products in the back, and there is not much to see.

"For 1980." Ran Xu yawned and retracted his hands under the quilt.

In autumn, the night was a bit chilly, and an orange bedside lamp was lit in the room. The lampshade was covered with delicate lace trim, which was reflected on the white wall, and the silhouette was very beautiful.

A hint of surprise flashed in Zhuo Wenlang's eyes, but he quickly restrained his expression.

Ran Xu seemed to feel that he was talking too much, and quickly added: "I mean, if it can be done, it's fine if it can't be done."

"En." Zhuo Wenlang nodded, stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, and said good night to him, with obvious disappointment on his face, perhaps because he was choked back twice by Ran Xu in one night.

Zhuo Wenlang stood by Ran Xu's bed for a while, seeing that the child on the bed had closed his eyes and remained motionless, he sighed, wondering if this trick would work, Ran Xu suddenly opened his eyes, saw Zhuo Wenlang Still here, my heart softens.

"You..." He hesitated again and again, but still moved to the side, "Stay here tonight."

With a smile on Zhuo Wenlang's face, he took off his clothes and got under Ran Xu's quilt, reached out to turn off the light, and kissed Ran Xu lightly on the cheek.

"Good night."

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Ran Xu never wanted to admit it, but after sharing the bed with Zhuo Wenlang, everyone felt empty when sleeping, and sometimes dreamed of the scene of yellow sand all over the sky in the no man's land in the west, dreaming of Zhuo Wen Lang called his name, and then suddenly woke up, sweating coldly.

In the past six months, the situation has gradually improved. After leaving Zhuo Wenlang, Ran Xu can still live well, but when he falls into his arms again, the feeling is different.

Zhuo Wenlang's body temperature at night is higher than his, and he has no bad sleeping habits, he doesn't snore or move around, but he hugs Ran Xu tightly in his arms and never lets go, like a big boy holding a teddy bear.

For Ran Xu, the familiar sandalwood fragrance was the best tranquilizer.

He had the best sleep in the past six months.

It was almost noon when he woke up the next day, and this was the last day of the art festival. Ran Xu chose not to go to school, and wandered the streets with Zhuo Wenlang for a whole day.

The sunshine is abundant, dispelling the chill of autumn, the two of them wandered the streets, lingering in various antique shops and toy houses, their aesthetics are always very similar, and the things they like are also similar, Zhuo Wenlang bought bits and pieces along the way He bought a lot of gadgets and stuffed them into Ran Xu's hands. They didn't have much money, and it was just a thought.

It wasn't until Ran Xu said he couldn't hold it anymore that he gave up.

Otherwise, this Mr. Zhuo might have to buy all the good things in other stores to please Ran Xu.

Ran Xu said, "I bought so many things, including music boxes and nutcrackers, it's useless to take them back."

Zhuo Wenlang spoke eloquently: "How can you say it's useless, these are all saved for you to find inspiration."

"You design for 1980. If you design well, I will earn more." Zhuo Wenlang smiled and pulled Ran Xu's coat to the middle, "I'm just kidding... I just want to make you happy."

Speaking of which, talking about love with this man made Ran Xu a little overwhelmed. The main reason was that the love talk was too close. He had complained to Lin Yingying earlier, and Lin's mother would accidentally listen to half of it. Although she didn't know that Ran Xu was Talking about who, I still couldn't help interjecting: "Oh, you children don't care about these words. You will want to hear them when you are old, but you can't hear them."

Of course, as soon as Lin's mother finished speaking later, Lin's father was strongly dissatisfied, muttering that the old woman knew how to criticize Sang Huai.

Zhuo Wenlang's words today reminded Ran Xu of those old events and domestic affairs, and after knowing it, he asked Zhuo Wenlang when he planned to return to China.

He knew that Zhuo Wenlang was not like his kind of student. If he wanted to go abroad, he could apply for a study abroad program and just let it go. Zhuo Wenlang had business in the country to take care of, so it would be impossible to be away for a long time.

"I want to stay by your side to accompany you." Zhuo Wenlang was not without regret when he said this. He really came to chase someone, but he really couldn't stay here for a long time. Ran Xu's studies are not over yet. Personal relationships are in a dilemma.

Fortunately, most of the problems in this world can be solved with money.

In the next few months, Zhuo Wenlang got his visa and flew to Zhililan to see Ran Xu every now and then. He would stay there for three or five days every month. I will accompany you, and as usual, I will send a bouquet of flowers every day.

These may seem flashy to outsiders, but Ran Xu knows that this is a romanticist who chooses to write the most realistic love poem for him—he wants to tell Ran Xu with actions that he is here and he will practice it I promised to spend the rest of my life with him.

As for Ran Xu, he is devoting himself to his studies. Even Zhuo Wenlang doesn't care, but he can't stand the suspicion of their relationship every time, so he secretly made up his mind to do his best to make the two people's identities look like Board right.

For this reason, he did not hesitate to get up early and work late, and was almost exhausted.

This article is estimated to be finished in early March, and I will wrap it up later. A new article is in preparation~ Please collect the author's column~