wife is too sweet

It turns out that fireflies like snails.

Yu Yang took a closer look, and slid his fingers along the mouth of the jar. The glass had a fine grainy feel. When he gently rubbed his fingertips, the fireflies crawled out along the body of the jar, and the tail flickered like a breathing light. He bent his front legs twice, and then opened The wings slid down like a parachute, rebounded in the air, and swayed leisurely.

There are many bright spots hidden in the grass, and then turn around, the sky and the earth seem to be caught in a fluorescent net, lightly gathered above them.

Yu Yang leaned into Zheng Xi's arms, and Zheng Xi hugged him naturally. Then, he saw Zheng Qi tilt the glass jar, and the firefly swayed with it, and the snail humped its shell, and was forced to "chuck" to the mouth of the jar, and then wriggled slowly. One by one, line up and climb on the leaves.

Released.

The fireflies drifted away from the tank, and the light returned to the night sky. Yu Yang felt a faint sense of loss in his heart—if only he could have these fire lights all the time.

"Where did you find the snail?"

Yu Yang rubbed against Zheng Qi.

Zheng Qi rested his chin on the top of Yu Yang's head, breathing with a smile: "I won't tell you."

The opening of the firefly night, not only the location where they are located has an excellent view, but other places are also as beautiful as a dream, and even a slight voice can be heard, and there are children laughing.

The reeds are swaying gently, are there seven-spotted ladybugs flying in the air, it is always smelly, but there is a light fragrance in the breath, it is the smell of mixed branches and leaves, are there hares shuttling among the bushes,'moo ——' With a sound, the bullfrog is still imitating the call of a cow.

Who holds his hand, there is a slight shaking feeling in the hug, the cheeks are touching, and the body temperature is slightly different from his own, ℃, ℃, hugging him, it seems that he is about to have a fever.

As for him, he is always hot without knowing it.

It is very strange, as long as he is with Zheng Qi, Yu Yang feels that time will favor Zheng Qi, life makes people rush, tired, occasionally calculating, or full of suspicion, but Zheng Qi will be late because he is looking for a snail, so stubborn that he is naive and innocent Something different.

The word "waste" is a compliment for Zheng Xi, he will use "waste" to the extreme, no matter what others say, who he loves, money can't buy happiness.

But he will also bow his head to life, not for himself, but for his family, doing boring and boring work, hiding his dreams in the sand dunes, and sitting on them to smoke, businessmen pass by and ask him how much a catty of sand is, he said Sell ​​by the ton.

He didn't have much emotion, he was flat, and he didn't care. He also had the same attitude when someone was stabbed or even trampled afterward.

Does he not hurt?

There were many flying insects in the grass, and several packs were bitten on Yu Yang's arm. Zheng Qi took off his shirt, let Yu Yang put it on, and helped him fasten the button on his wrist, "This way you won't be bitten."

Before coming here, Zheng Qi prepared to bring mosquito repellent, thinking that fireflies should also be afraid, so he put on an extra one.

The two of them found a place to sit down, and Yu Yang leaned gently on his shoulder, a little whimsical: "Zheng Qi, if people could disappear from the earth for a day, what would you want to do?"

Zheng Qi asked, "Does it mean what to do?"

"Not necessarily, anything is fine."

Yu Yang sat upright and looked back at him.

Zheng Qi lay in the grass with his arm pillowed, and asked without answering, "What about you?"

Yu Yang hugged his knees and thought about it seriously: "I, I want to become a crab."

Zheng Qi smiled and asked, "Why?"

"Because you can be domineering."

It turned out that this is how the crab blinders came from. Zheng Xi had a smile on his nose, he stretched out his hand, and drew a stroke toward the sky: "Then I want to become a meteorite—" "Why a meteorite?" Yu Yang turned to look at him.

Zheng Qi said: "If I have to fall, I must make a hole in the earth."

Yu Yang laughed 'hahaha', took Zheng Xi's arm, and whispered: "I regret it, I don't want to be a crab."

Zheng Qi looked at him, as if wanting to know the reason.

"—I want to be an astronaut and go to space to see my meteorite."

Yu Yang's tone was proud, and he patted his heart: "I'm very good."

The fireflies flew low and stopped above them, and Yu Yang saw Zheng Qi's eyes—deep, carrying emotions almost addicted, very stubborn, but also very soft, like a rock loosening, with a sense of restraint before it collapsed.

The light went away, everything was plunged into darkness, and Yu Yang couldn't see anything.

The two of them just lay side by side without saying anything. It took a long time until Yu Yang felt that he would fall asleep if he lay down like this again. Then Zheng Qi found his hand, interlocked his fingers, and finally rested on Zheng Xi's abdomen. .

He rubbed the back of Yu Yang's hand with his thumb, as if he had something on his mind.

As the time passed by, the fireflies gradually dispersed and hid in an unknown place. A staff member in the distance turned on the flashlight and used a loudspeaker to remind tourists that the viewing is about to end. Please pay attention to your companions and belongings.

"Let's go."

Zheng Qi got up first and reached out to Yu Yang.

Every time I hold hands, it seems to be different. The first time I hold hands, there is a bit of "mutual tribute" - I am getting married, please take care of me; the second time I hold hands, I am very nervous, afraid that my palms will sweat, and I am worried that he will suddenly let go; Holding hands again, there is more calm and restraint, as if to say 'thank you for understanding, let's walk together'.

No matter which time it is, it seems to be interpreting the word "husband".

The bus departed, the night lights illuminated the road ahead, and the carriage fell into silence. Zheng Xi sat beside Yu Yang. Yu Yang nudged him and touched the cotton shirt. After getting on the bus, Zheng Xi asked him to take off the shirt and took it over. Hang on arm.

Light and shadow flickered across, illuminating Zheng Qi's side face, with a faint smile, he stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Yu Yang's shoulder.

'What you want, what you want' should be a description of this moment.

They came back late, Zheng Qi went to wash up first when he got home, Yu Yang nestled on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and sent the fireflies he took tonight to his parents.

Zhou Rong dialed the video and came over, wearing presbyopic glasses: "It's so late and you still don't rest."

Yu Yang said: "Today is Friday, we went to see fireflies—" Mom smiled, as if she was really looking at the photos seriously, "Is there no group photo?"

"Zheng Qi doesn't like taking pictures," Yu Yang found a comfortable position to lie down, "I'll take pictures next time."

Talking about her son-in-law, Zhou Rong reminded: "Yangyang, Xiaoqi is going to training soon, are the daily necessities ready, see what is missing, and go to the supermarket to buy it another day."

Yu Yang frowned slightly: "Mom—" "What's the matter, now I know I can't bear it."

Yu Yang didn't speak, even a little against the upcoming parting, he always felt that as long as he didn't think about it for a day, Zheng Qi would always be by his side.

Just as he was talking, Zheng Xi came out of the shower, his hair was wet, and a towel was put on his shoulders. He was wiping his hair carelessly. When he heard Yu Yang's video, he came over and leaned over the armrest of the sofa, "Mom."

"Xiao Qi!" Zhou Rong smiled, "Are you tired from work recently?"

Zheng Qi said 'it's okay', and then asked the elders how they were doing, paying attention to heatstroke prevention, as the weather was getting hotter.

Yu Haibin also came over, wearing plaid short sleeves, it seemed that the old couple had finished washing, "Everything is fine, don't worry."

Father Yu smiled gently.

The family chatted about family affairs, and Zheng Qi didn't talk much, but he sat aside and listened, and said "um" from time to time, which made Yu's father and Yu mother very relieved-feeling that the lives of their son and son-in-law are finally on the right track, at least the two of them seem to be living together, aren't they? play house.

"Okay, it's almost eleven o'clock, go take a shower."

Mom urged him.

Yu Yang hung up the video reluctantly.

They were the only ones left at home, and Zheng Qi was about to formally participate in the training camp. The opportunity to get along like today can be said to be very precious.

The bathroom was filled with water vapor, the mirror was mottled, and water droplets blurred Yu Yang's face.

After taking a shower, he didn't go out in a hurry, and wiped away the water droplets on the mirror with the palm of his hand—the field of vision immediately became clear, and there was a delicate face reflected in it, and his cheeks were a little flushed. I don't know if it was because of the heat or nervousness.

"It might work."

Yu Yang took a deep breath, as if to encourage himself, he opened the closet again, took out something from the upper compartment, gently pressed the pump head, squeezed out a drop into the palm of his hand, and rubbed it on his neck and behind his ears.

At this point in time, Zheng Qi usually lies on the bed and checks his mobile phone, paying attention to the results of peer competitions, or the water and water groups, which is a rare moment for him to relax in a day.

The bathroom door was opened, the air-conditioning in the room was sufficient, the bathroom was well separated from wet and dry, and there was almost no water vapor in the master bedroom. It was a faint fragrance in the air that distracted Zheng Xi—it was different from what he had smelled before, almost nothing It belongs to sweet notes, mint, bamboo, cardamom, lingering and soft, smelling it will make you feel at ease.

Yu Yang sat aside and wiped his face with his palms down his cheeks, as if he wiped his neck after wiping his face. He was very thin, and when he lowered his head, he could see a bulge on the back of his neck, and his T-shirt was loose. Zheng Qi looked at it for a while, and his heartbeat was not normal.

The mattress sank, Yu Yang climbed up, Zheng Qi saw it out of the corner of his eye - he was wearing a white T-shirt, I don't know if he was wearing pants, but he couldn't tell anyway, because the T-shirt was so wide that it almost covered his thighs Gen, Yu Yang knelt on the bed with his legs slightly apart, as if he was rummaging for something.

"Did you see my blindfold?"

Yu Yang picked up the pillow, but there was nothing underneath.

Zheng Qi withdrew from the corner of his eye: "I don't know, let's look for it."

As he said that, he stepped aside a little bit, and it is unknown that he was pressed into the blindfold.

Yu Yang leaned over, rummaged around and began to push Zheng Qi, as if he thought he was taking up too much space, "I didn't find it..."

Let him push like this, Zheng Xi also felt like a giant, very embarrassed, he raised his eyes and met Yu Yang's eyes, Yu Yang's eyes flickered, the two were very close, Zheng Xi saw that his temples were not dry , the body temperature evaporated the smell, and the indistinct breath came closer, Yu Yang tilted his head towards him, and his ears pressed against his heart, Zheng Qi felt Yu Yang's hand stretched out to his back, and then he reached forward and pulled Something came out: "I found it!" After speaking, Yu Yang laughed happily.

Zheng Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Yang was lying on the bed, throwing the blindfold aside, the business just started now, he approached Zheng Xi without a trace, he didn't even dare to look at him, his eyes finally stopped on Zheng Xi's wrist, he was holding the phone with one hand, fingers Hold it apart, and tap the screen flexibly with the other hand.

After being silent for a while, no one spoke, so Yu Yang could only poke Zheng Qi with his finger.

Zheng Qi didn't respond, and was still looking at his phone. A group message popped up on the top of the screen, which seemed to be a recent training plan.

The light blue light reflected on Zheng Xi's face, Yu Yang waited for him to finish reading, then poked Zheng Xi with his finger again, this time Zheng Xi turned his face and raised his eyebrows at Yu Yang, as if asking what's wrong with him.

Yu Yang adjusted his posture, raised his chin slightly, bit his lower lip, his eyes wandered and flickered, and he didn't dare to look into Zheng Qi's eyes.

Zheng Qi was a little uncomfortable, and took a long breath, and then he heard Yu Yang calling him: "Husband."

"Huh?" Zheng Qi responded in a strange way.

Yu Yang supported his chin with both hands, looked at Zheng Qi seriously, and mustered up his courage: "I... like you."

Zheng Qi's breath was stagnant. He fully summed up the experience of the last time, prevented the spread of thinking, and remained silent for a long time.

"Zheng Qi!" Yu Yang patted him, startling Zheng Qi.

Why hasn't he responded yet? Is he not used to it? Yu Yang crawled into the bed annoyed, leaned next to Zheng Xi, and whispered, "I said I like you—" Zheng Xi covered himself with the quilt and pulled it to his Adam's apple , thought for a moment, turned his face, and said solemnly: "I'll pay you back your credit card."

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