please let go

"Actually, He Chuan is quite nice, but he likes to be alone. He opened the door to save me, with a cigarette in his mouth, and the light behind his back. I still remember the rising white smoke, so handsome!" Xiao Duan asked again: "Do you still smoke now?"

"Quit." He Chuan put his hands on Jiang Chen's hair, lowered his head and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"think…"

Xiao Duan: "Why did you quit? I quit many times."

Without raising his head, He Chuan scraped Jiang Chen's hot face with his knuckles, and said, "Are you still single?" Then he continued to ask Jiang Chen softly, "What did you say?"

Everyone pursed their lips and snickered, casting playful glances.After realizing it, Xiao Duan pointed to himself, "Have I been insulted?"

Shen Chong nodded, "Well—it should be."

Jiang Chen exhaled alcohol, "bald..."

"Thinking about throwing up?"

Shen Chong hastily stepped aside and pointed to the distance, "The toilet is over there, just around the corner."

"I'll take you to the bathroom." He Chuan grabbed Jiang Chen's right hand and put it on his shoulder.

Jiang Chen turned sideways, put his hands on He Chuan's shoulders, showing a small waist, and casually kissed his face with his eyes closed, "Hug."

He Chuan pulled the hem of his clothes to cover his exposed skin, and said with a smile, "You will regret it when you wake up."

Shen Chong first raised his hand and swore, "Don't worry, we didn't see anything, you can do whatever you want."

Others followed suit.

"I didn't see my relatives."

"I didn't see hugging people either."

"Jiang Chen is so good when he's drunk!!"

"Hahaha He Chuan earned it."

"Thank you everyone." He Chuan still didn't choose to hug anyone, but left the stage holding his waist.

After Jiang Chen vomited, he went out of the toilet, and as soon as he reached the hall, he started to fuss and wanted to drink.A young waiter happened to pass by and said with a smile, "I have watermelon juice, can I?"

He Chuan nodded, "Thank you."

The two sat on the sofa, waiting for the waiter to bring watermelon juice.He Chuan handed the glass to his mouth, "Open your mouth."

Jiang Chen half-closed his eyes, sucked the rim of the cup, pressed his bright red lips against the transparent glass, moved his upper lip slightly, and made a very small sound when sucking the juice.

He raised his head following the curvature of the glass, his Adam's apple kept rolling, the light red liquid crossed the lip line, and the submerged lips were as full of color as fruit in a can, making one want to take a bite.

Jiang Chen swallowed all the juice into his stomach as he wished, and became dazed after drinking, he was still sucking into the empty cup, grabbed He Chuan's wrist and refused to let go, after sucking for a long time, the remaining juice in the cup was pulled into his mouth in a thread inside.

"Okay." He Chuan forcibly pulled his hand away.

Jiang Chen refused, and asked slowly, "No more?"

"Gone."

His eyelashes trembled slightly, his face was redder than the watermelon juice just now, he frowned at the bottom of the glass, as if he wanted to bury his head in it, and then he licked the glass with the tip of his tongue, rolled the water droplets hanging on the wall of the glass into his mouth, and tsk He sipped his mouth, "It's delicious."

This scene, anyone who saw it would want to return to the glass.

"He Chuan, are you going back now? Let's switch to another scene later!" Xiao Duan found out, "How is Jiang Chen?"

The two were sitting on the sofa leaning against each other. Jiang Chen pointed to the leaf crystal lamp in the duplex stairwell, "That lamp is beautiful, and it will definitely be bright when I buy it home."

He Chuan and Xiao Duan looked in the direction of the finger at the same time.

Several huge chandeliers hang in the air, the leaves have different shapes, and the patterns on them are clearly visible under the light. Not only does it not look small in the wide hall, but it also adds a sense of pride. The family does not have a large villa with hundreds of square meters and plans to install this. That's what Xiao thought.

Xiao Duan sneered: "Have a drink, why do you lose your mind?"

The corner of He Chuan's mouth curled up, but instead he smiled extremely gently, and stroked his smooth hair, "It's not that I've lost my mind, it's that I like me too much."

Jiang Chen looked away, tapped the glass with his index finger, "I still want to drink watermelon..."

"Go home? I'll give you something else to drink." He Chuan coaxed.

"tasty?"

"You'll know when you drink it."

"Ok."

"Then you guys go back first, pay attention to safety on the way, I'll tell Shen Chong and the others." Xiao Duan left knowingly.

Enough with Jiang Chen's fuss, he settled down a lot in the taxi, and just snuggled up to He Chuan to sleep.

The red light stopped the vehicle, and the orange light stretched into the car like a ray of sunshine.

He Chuan looked out the window.

The neon lights on the bridge in the distance are constantly changing colors. The light flows along the river, scurrying around, as if it is about to spread to this side. There are three or four people standing by the river. is a student.

The car continued to drive, and the scenery outside the glass window changed again. He Chuan looked away, looked down at the person leaning on his shoulder, raised his bangs, kissed his forehead, and said softly, "I love you."

"I heard it this time." Jiang Chen opened his eyes, raised his head and kissed He Chuan's chin, "I love you too."

"Aren't you drunk?"

"I'm not drunk! There's an apple flavor in my mouth, do you want to eat it?" He lowered his gaze, opened his mouth slightly as he spoke, and his slightly raised tongue became an invitation letter.

He Chuan was helpless, "...that's watermelon flavor."

In the next second, Jiang Chen grabbed his collar, nimbly poked his tongue into the other mouth to share the taste, "What taste?"

"Hmm... apples are delicious."

Only then did Jiang Chen smile contentedly, "Do you want more?"

"I'll take it slow when I get home."

"Oh." He continued to lean against He Chuan, rubbed against him, and continued to close his eyes comfortably.

Jiang Chen woke up at noon, felt that this time was even more outrageous, moved his body, and said to himself: "It's a good thing I don't go to work today."

He noticed something strange in his calf, and looked down to find a two-finger-wide red ribbon, which was a decoration on the gift box, and it had been a few months since he received the gift box.

How could this thing be wrapped around his leg?

This time I really drank the fragments, and I completely lost the memory of last night.He can't do anything when he's drunk, can he?

After Jiang Chen washed up, he went to the living room and saw a table full of good dishes, "What day is it today?"

"Does this count as the weekend?" He Chuan came out of the kitchen carrying soup.

"What did you do wrong?" Jiang Chen took a step back and became vigilant, looking at the delicious food, he guessed that this person had no good intentions.

"No."

"What did you do to me?" Jiang Chen lowered his head to check himself, except for the familiar yet unfamiliar soreness, there was nothing unusual.

"No." He Chuan went back again.

"...Can you stop laughing so obvious?" Jiang Chen followed into the kitchen, "Did I go crazy drinking last night?"

"No."

Jiang Chen raised his hand to take the bowl of rice. Looking at the white rice with distinct grains, the heat rose and his face was hot. He tried his best to remember but it was fruitless. He Chuan had already sat at the dining table when he realized it.

Things are definitely not that simple.

Sitting next to He Chuan, Jiang Chen asked Shen Chong with his mobile phone if he was drunk last night, and received a reply in seconds.

[Shen Chong]: No!You are very quiet!Very obedient!

These three exclamation points, the more you look at it, the more creepy you are.

[Shen Chong]: If you don't believe me, ask Zhou Haoxiang.

Jiang Chen took the chopsticks from He Chuan and went to look for Zhou Haoxiang again. He noticed his head first, it was Tom cat squinting at the upper left with his head shrunk.

Zhou Haoxiang's answer is: very quiet.

[Zhou Haoxiang]: But you don’t know after you go out, you can ask Xiaoduan.

Why do everyone keep asking him to ask, there must be a problem, and Xiao Duan's answer is exactly the same as everyone else's.

Jiang Chen was tired, so he asked Xiao Duan again to make sure he didn't do anything that surprised everyone.

[Xiao Duan]: Do you count the contrast?

[Small Duan]: I want to kiss and hug, and I also said that I want to buy back the chandelier in the hotel lobby.

[Xiaoduan]: No wonder such a cold person likes you, who can stand you like this?

Jiang Chen: "..."

To kiss and hug - oh, this is called being quiet and obedient.

Once reminded, Jiang Chen got a little impression, the memory stayed in the taxi and insisted that He Chuan taste his mouth... he fell asleep later, and he didn't know how he got home.

Grass.

I know why He Chuan is like this, but this table is too exaggerated.

He Chuan urged, "Eat."

"What did I do last night?" Jiang Chen was sure that his words and deeds would please He Chuan.

"Say something."

He Chuan seemed expressionless, but Jiang Chen noticed the hidden joy with his sharp eyes, "What are you talking about?"

"Dirty talk."

Jiang Chen coughed twice in embarrassment, "It's... how obscene... describe it."

"If you knew the content, you might never drink alcohol in your life."

Grass, that's so nasty.

"Did I talk a lot? You don't know how to record?"

He Chuan avoided the questioning eyes and continued to smile, "Not much, five words, my hands are tied by you, so I can't record the sound."

"Ah?" Jiang Chen grabbed He Chuan's hand and checked it, only to find that the circumference of his wrist was red and his skin was worn out, "Does it hurt?"

It is unbelievable that he was able to tie He Chuan last night. Jiang Chen recalled that the silk ribbon on the bed was sitting on pins and needles. What can five words mean.

"Jiang Chen, how did you learn how to play like this?"

Jiang Chen could roughly imagine the voluptuous scene. It would be impossible for him to force He Chuan. He expressed surprise at He Chuan's connivance, but couldn't hold back the teasing. He blushed and shook his head. Don't rise up to me."

"Shall I repeat those five words?"

Jiang Chen covered his ears to show resistance, "No, no, I'm still young, so I don't want to hear this."

"Why can't you listen to what you said yourself?" He Chuan held his hand tightly, insisting on talking next to his ear, "You said..."

"Ahh - please maintain my pure personality."

"It's just the two of us here, who are you protecting? Who puts the full-length mirror opposite me every time I sit on a chair? Are you still innocent? You are worse than me."

Jiang Chen couldn't hold back, he laughed out loud, the reverie in his mind diluted the shame, "Then tell me, what are those five words."

"Forget it, I suddenly feel that you won't want to know." He Chuan let go of him, and sat on the seat with a proud face.

"Fuck, whet my appetite!" Jiang Chen put his arms around his neck and hugged him, kissed the side of his neck, "I think, I'm ready."

He couldn't believe it could be more obscene than He Chuan's words.

Jiang Chen guessed, "Five words... I guess it means cool? Don't stop? Hurry up?"

He Chuan said meaningfully: "Ah, you like this kind?"

"... What can you say in five words?"

"You said—'I want to play horseback riding'."

The surroundings became quiet, and Jiang Chen froze.Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, He Chuan patted his back, "Jiang Chen?".

Jiang Chen buried his head even lower, all he could smell was the shower gel on his neck, "..."

I finally knew why there was a ribbon, and dared to tie his hands as a rein... That movement...

Grass! ! ! ! !

He Chuan shouted again.

Jiang Chen refused to let go, and responded sullenly, "Huh?"

"It's been five years, why are you still so embarrassed?"

"I haven't played like this in five years..."

No wonder my arms are more sore than usual, and so is my waist... He had an exciting horse race last night, didn't he?

"I'm sorry..." How crazy is it to grind He Chuan's hands to the skin.

"What are you apologizing for? I like it."

"Then why does my right knee hurt more?"

"Are you sure you want to say it?"

"..." He wasn't sure.

After hesitating, He Chuan said in one sentence, "You couldn't bear it, you said you were going to get off the horse, and then you knocked your knees to the side of the bed."

"...I beg you to forget." Jiang Chen vowed that he would never live with alcohol in his life.

"Well, I forgot."

"..."

This answer is too perfunctory.Jiang Chen let go and saw He Chuan smiling brightly, pressing the skin around his mouth with his fingers, "You fucking laugh!"

"Don't smile, don't laugh, eat."

A few minutes passed, Jiang Chen didn't move his chopsticks much, a hill piled up in the bowl, and the speed of eating was not as fast as He Chuan's picking up vegetables. He protected the bowl to prevent He Chuan from continuing to feed, "Are you feeding the pig?"

"You scold yourself?"

"You are exaggerating. Every time you cook so many dishes, I don't need to wash the dishes." When he mentioned this, he suddenly recalled the initial conversation. He Chuan said that he would be tired in the future, and Jiang Chen instantly felt relieved, "Yes, physical strength I didn't do less work."

Halfway through eating, he suddenly stretched out his hand and spread his palm, "Give me the phone, look at the account, I didn't have time to finish it yesterday."

"I've already registered it on your phone, and it will belong to you in the future."

No need to think about how long He Chuan has been doing this.

Jiang Chen opened the Q｜Q point to switch accounts, saw the familiar nickname and profile picture, shook his head and sighed: "Who can have your thoughtfulness..."

"eat first."

"Let me consider."

There is an unread message on the account.

[Good night]: Hello, let me ask for my friend, is this account still in use?Can I buy it?

Jiang Chen looked familiar, "Hiss... Is that the beautiful hostess in Tom and Jerry? She can't be Zhang Muwan, can she?"

A small piece of cabbage was handed to his mouth, and he naturally opened his mouth to catch it. He replied refusing to sell the account, exited the chat box, and changed the "handsome guy wall" to "612".

He Chuan asked what he meant.

Jiang Chen opened his mouth and ate the beef on the chopsticks, "Let's read "The Little Prince" again."

It is not known whether the little prince can return to planet B612, but he will return to He Chuan anyway.

This is his rose, here is his 612.

Jiang Chen clicked on Talking again, and found that He Chuan would like some comments before, and they all had one thing in common—all praised him.

Feeling ready to win or lose, Jiang Chen swipe the comment section, ready to click all of Kua He Chuan's comments.

Saw a recent comment.

[Tomatoes are right]: The one with the flowers is really nice, is brother thinking of making a debut? [picture]

The picture is that of He Chuan holding a rose, but with a filter added.

The tone is brighter, the original sunset has been adjusted, and the faint dusk has become a dazzling dawn. Other than that, there is no change, and the ordinary boy who is in a hurry has become a god who has moved the heart of the world.

It's not like a photo, it's like an artist's painting.

"Everyone seems to like the way you hold flowers, but it's a pity that after graduation, they will never see them again." After Jiang Chen finished speaking, another piece of meat was stuffed in his mouth, and he heard He Chuan say: "In this life, I only hold flowers for you." flower."

Jiang Chen turned off his phone with a smile, and buried himself in his meal obediently.

The two returned to their alma mater by car in the afternoon.

In just ten months, the abandoned building has been demolished, and new dormitory buildings have been built.The appearance of the year is fading little by little, but the memory can never be wiped clean.

Jiang Chen looked up at a piece of green dust-proof net, "Do you like it here?"

"do not like."

"Why? I like it very much." Jiang Chen roughly pointed to the location of the equipment room before, with a look of nostalgia, "This gave me a chance to be close to you."

He Chuan refused to give a single glance at that charity, and only looked at Jiang Chen, "I don't love everything here, I only love you."

"And what if I belong here?"

"No, you don't belong here."

Jiang Chen couldn't hear it, so he didn't ask any more questions, and seized the opportunity to say love words, "Well, I belong to you."

What remains unchanged is that the canteen is still crowded with people. Generations of young people have developed their relationship from strangers to acquaintances, and the love that sprouts in adolescence may turn into a towering tree if you don't pay attention, and become a safe haven for a lifetime.

Just by glancing at the blue and white school uniform, Jiang Chen could recall the day he talked to He Chuan.

Every teenager passing by is a trace of youth, reminding him of the hard-won love.

"Every time I come back here, I feel so fond of you."

He Chuan corrected and said, "You like me everywhere."

"Help me talk about love again—"

The two walked along the avenue to the back garden of the school.

It was midsummer, and the green leaves were burnt by the sun. Jiang Chen stepped on the grid on the stone slab, trying not to touch the cracks in the floor tiles, and turned back to hold He Chuan who was standing behind him, "It's so hot! Let's move to another place."

Walking tens of meters through the small bend, the bushes next to it looked as if they had just been pruned, and the branches of the branches were sawed off a lot.

He Chuan was lying on the lawn, without the cover of his bangs or the shade of the trees. The sun pierced him like a holy sword and he couldn't open his eyes.

Jiang Chen moved forward to block the sunlight cast on his face, and heard the person lying down say, "Please step aside."

Then leaned over beside him, propped his chin with his hands, touched his cheeks that were warmer than the sun, instantly felt the beauty of a long stream of water, and said with a smile, "I won't let it, but I just bumped into you."

His arm was itchy from being scratched by the grass, and he scratched his skin, "Will there be no bugs?"

"You can lie on me." He Chuan said and held his hand.

Jiang Chen refused, "What if someone comes to see it?"

"Let him see."

"..."

This time, I actually visited the school all over the place, and the only ones who made up classes during the holidays were senior seniors, so I couldn't see the class teacher.

After eating nearby, seeing that it was only eight o'clock, the two took a leisurely walk by the river.

He Chuan suddenly let go of his hand and walked to Jiang Chen's right side, "The left hand is enough, let's hold the right hand."

"Childish." Jiang Chen smiled and moved the fingers of his left hand, really sweating a lot...

The riverside is hot in midsummer, and there are many mosquitoes, so we have to move around constantly.

"When someone chases me, I will ask them what they like about me. I received different answers." Jiang Chen stopped, "I asked you here too, but you couldn't tell. I don’t want to say good things.”

He thought he had already guessed He Chuan, but the details he grasped always told him that there was more than one person who was attracted to him at first.

"What about you? Save me from fire and water, what are you looking for in me?" He Chuan solemnly kissed the back of his hand, and even the neon lights in the distance shone because of him.

He hugged Jiang Chen, "It's not because of your liking, it's because of our love that there is no difference."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Jiang Chen let go of him and continued walking, but because of He Chuan's words, his heart was beating wildly, and he almost bumped into a child running towards him when he was distracted.

"I didn't know how to give way when I saw the little doll! I almost bumped into him." The parent blamed.

Before Jiang Chenhai could apologize, He Chuan said, "I'm sorry."

The child said childishly, "Mom, don't blame brother, I almost tripped."

The parents didn't condone it either, and slapped the child's butt hard, "Calling you to run around! If you fall into the water, who will catch you!"

The child cried "Wow" and was led away by the adults.

Jiang Chen looked down at the flowing river, and understood why He Chuan wanted to hold his right hand.Let him go on the inside so there is no risk of falling into the river.

The figure gradually faded away, except for the sound of the car's horn, the surroundings returned to tranquility.

"Although I haven't watched a movie, I was very impressed by a line in it. When a car drives towards you, it's a car accident. If you run into a person, it's love. It’s a collision, and people always give way.”

"Understood, I love you too." He Chuan said.

Then they looked at each other and smiled again.

Night is like day, and there is no fear in the future of soul companionship.The shimmering surface of the river favored the two of them, and even their reflections fell in love with each other.

Time has been extended gently inadvertently, and the real story is like the opening of a romantic movie.

Fortunately,

They didn't bother each other to make room this time.

——End of text——

The author has something to say:

This sentence seems to come from a movie called "Massage". Although I haven't seen it, I always remember it.

In a few days, there will be a side story and the full text will be over!

I started writing in a daze, the next book must have an outline...

Thank you so much for your support~