Things can always be paired successfully

Some little friend in the yard howled a few times, and Doudou ran away.

"Okay, let's go. I'll sleep alone tonight. I can't even take each other off to keep warm." Lian Xiao was lying on the bed with one leg stretched out, flip-flops dangling around his feet.

"I'm really afraid of the cold, you can sleep with me," Liao Ran turned on the air conditioner, "It's fine to turn on the air conditioner here, if you're in Shangri-La, you have to turn on the floor heating, sometimes it's below zero at night."

Lian Xiao looked at him sideways: "When the heater in my school is turned on, it is very comfortable. The radiator can not only bake socks, but also fry eggs."

Liao Ran got up to close the door, but unlocked it: "You often cook and eat by yourself in the dormitory, don't you?"

"That's right, self-reliance," Lian Xiao straightened up, "Why don't you lock it? What if some pervert comes to harass me in the middle of the night?"

Liao Ran barked: "Come on, you, I don't know who is harassing whom. Sometimes Doudou will come in to sleep after having enough fun. I usually don't lock the door. No one will look at your rough Man, you can go to sleep with peace of mind."

Lian Xiao saw Liao Ran climbed onto the bed with his back turned to him, he jumped up and slapped Liao Ran's ass, not too hard but lightly: "Let you scare me."

Liao Ran smiled and kicked him, almost kicking him in the face.

"Fuck!" Lian Xiao jumped two steps back with a smile, "Fortunately, my brother reacted quickly, otherwise this handsome face would have been ruined!"

Lian Xiao turned off the light, lay back on the bed, took a look at the phone, the inn's activity group had already had 99+ unread messages.

He clicked in and looked through, and there were several photos of the barbecue party tonight, including those taken when Liao Ran was singing.

In the photo, Liao Ran is hugging the guitar, turning his face sideways, and zooming in on the photo slightly, you can see his long and thick eyelashes.

Lian Xiao saved the photo, and when he heard a commotion on Liao Ran's bed, he asked, "What are you doing? Epilepsy?"

"No, I take off my clothes."

"You only wore a few in total."

After Lian Xiao arrived in the north, he developed the habit of sleeping in at least one coat in winter. He would rather die of heat than freeze into an ice sculpture.

"Turning on the air conditioner at night will make me sweat easily. Instead of taking it off in the middle of the night, it's better to take it off now."

Lian Xiao looked up and saw that he was hooking the corners of his clothes with both hands, turned up his shirt and took it off, and through the faint light coming in from the window, he could see his lean and handsome outline.

"You can't fall asleep after waking up in the middle of the night? Then go to pervert?"

Liao Ran tore off the jacket from his head, put it next to the pillow, grabbed a pillow and threw it on Lian Xiao's bed: "When I'm asleep, I can take it off by myself when it's hot, and I don't need to wake up at all."

"..."

What kind of showmanship is this?

Just as Lian Xiao lay back on the bed and hugged the pillow, his cell phone rang. When he saw the call, it was a call from home, his heart sank.

Sighing softly, he got up, put on a sports coat, and walked out with his slippers on.

"Hi, Mom." He closed the door and picked up the phone.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" said the other end of the phone.

"You also know that I am used to staying up late, and there are a lot of them in the university dormitory."

He held the phone in one hand, touched the pocket of his jacket with the other, and took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

He held the cigarette case between his thumb and middle finger, opened the lid of the cigarette case with his index finger, brought it to his mouth, held a cigarette in his mouth, put the case back into his pocket, and lit the lighter with a click.

There was no one in the yard, and the dogs just now didn't know where they went, so it was a bit deserted.

The light in the corridor was dim, and the light from the lighter illuminated his straight nose and thin pale red lips, but there was a dimness in his eyes that could not be illuminated.

"Smoking again? Don't be like your dad. If you smoke too much, you won't be able to quit when you get old. You can't stop coughing at home all day, which is annoying."

Lian Xiao looked at the sparks from the cigarette butt, exhaled a puff of smoke, and asked, "How is Dad?"

"There is no big problem now. The doctor asked me to take care of it. He discussed it with me today. He thinks you should go abroad to study for a few years."

Lian Xiao lowered his hand holding the cigarette, lightly touched the filter with his thumb, and the cigarette ash fell down sadly.

He smiled: "My grades are not particularly good, so I can't apply for a scholarship."

The tone on the other end of the phone is still calm: "It doesn't cost much money, do you remember Luo Yu? His family sent him to France, and he is not as good as you in the college entrance examination. You have to think about going out to see it."

“Studying abroad is nothing new these days.”

The other end of the phone was quiet for a few seconds: "Okay, you are also an adult, you have to think about your own affairs, that's what we think."

Once they found that this topic was dead, the two of them had nothing to talk about.

Lian Xiao felt helpless.

After hanging up, Lian Xiao found that the call was not as long as his smoking.

Since he confessed to his family that he likes a man, he has never spoken to his father.

At home, the two of them sat at the same table to eat, with his head bowed, and a newspaper from a week ago was always placed in front of his father.

Their cadre family is relatively traditional and cannot accept the ideas of such a new and new human being.

His mother was actually very sad, and at the beginning she sent him a text message, saying that she would go out to have fun during the holidays, or do an internship or something, and that she was not in a hurry to go home. He also knew that his family would not be able to accept this for a while.

I feel that meeting each other is a kind of torment.

For a time, he wondered whether it was a bit selfish for him to tell the whole story, whether he should be like other people around him, hide himself in the cabinet forever, and be a "normal person" in everyone's eyes.

Thinking of this, his lowered lips couldn't help but curl up. At least his family didn't drive him out. He could still go home and eat and sleep as before, and eat when he woke up. It's just that no one at the dinner table would ask him , Have you got a girlfriend yet?

Send him abroad, and you can find a reason to feel at ease that you haven't seen each other for a few years.

It seems that he should accept this "punishment", just because of the willful behavior he made on the spur of the moment to live the life he wanted.

As the night in Lijiang got darker, the wind got faster and faster, which made him want to sneeze.

A big white ball ran over in the distance, stopped at his feet, looked up at him with its tongue out.

Lian Xiao threw the unfinished cigarette on the ground and stomped it out, then knelt down and rubbed its head like Liao Ran.

The big white dog was facing him, gasping, and just when he wondered whether his handsome face would be licked by it, the door behind him opened.

"I thought you were playing a hooligan." Liao Ran was shirtless, with two red beans on his thin but firm chest and two crescents on his collarbone. "So you went looking for Doudou. I'm really afraid of being alone Sleeping lonely, you can climb on my bed."

Lian Xiao picked up the big white dog, and Doudou rubbed against Lian Xiao restlessly: "Oh, it made me drool!"

Doudou barked twice.

Its fluffy body made him feel very warm. He glanced at Liao Ran: "Let's go, let's go to the bridal chamber."

Doudou let out a faint snoring within a few minutes of laying on the ground.

It is said that heartless people have the highest quality of sleep. A miraculous, silly, white and sweet creature like Satsuma, who is innocent and innocent, must be good night for three seconds. Lian Xiao is very envious.

He didn't fall asleep quickly, but once he fell asleep, under normal circumstances, the earthquake and tsunami would not be able to dig him up.

The two said that they slept together as a joke. The bed was a single bed, and it was not easy for them to fit such a tall man of 1.8 meters.

Liao Ran crawled back to her bed without asking any further questions.

Lian Xiao looked at the call records, and the frequency of family contact has dropped to once a month, and it seems that there is nothing to say.

The most important problem cannot be solved, and it seems superfluous to say anything else.

He asked, "Hey, the hooligan next door, what's your phone number? Shall I add a WeChat account?"

"What do you want?" Liao Ran moved her body, lay face to the outside, and reported a series of numbers.

"The name is coming soon, I heard them all calling you in a small way, is it polluted?"

"Fart! Rising Ran, Liao Ran, I am a little sun, a descendant of the sun, understand?" He also picked up the phone, and the light from the screen caught his eyes, as if capturing the starry sky, "You What? Pervert?"

"Lian Xiao."

"Blowjob for three consecutive days?!"

"Fuck some eggs!"

"Hahahaha!"

Doudou, who was lying on the ground, was woken up, raised her head and let out a childish murmur.

"Hey, Doudou, you can continue to sleep, Dad is playing with someone." Liao Ran hooked the corners of his eyes with his knuckles.

After adding each other's WeChat messages, Lian Xiao felt a little better. He noted Liao Ran as "Spiritual Matters", then closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

Liao Ran also changed the note, "Douer Xiao", looked through his circle of friends, and fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Early the next morning, Lian Xiao yawned and found that the dog's room was empty. He stood up and glanced at the upper bunk, and found that Liao Ran's bed was also empty.

The great painter is painting the sun again?

He sat cross-legged on the bed, turned on his phone, and found that there was an extra message in Moments, and he clicked in to see that it was yesterday's Moments, with Liao Ran's comment added: "Damn, this painting is really shocking. The coffins of Da Vinci and Van Gogh are almost overwhelmed!"

Lian Xiao smiled and replied: "After all, it was Chagall who traveled back and painted it."

He rubbed his eyes after typing, and the door was pushed open.

Liao Ran was wearing a plaid windbreaker, a pair of khaki slim-fit pants, and a pair of canvas shoes. He was refreshed, but his hair was still a bit messy. Lian Xiao couldn't figure out whether he did it on purpose or was lazy.

"Hurry up and have breakfast," Liao Ran rubbed his knee against his thigh, "Get ready to go."

"Oh……"

Lian Xiao remembered that they were going for a drive today, so he got out of bed and did not hide, taking off the short-sleeved trousers he was wearing, revealing his tight body.

Liao Ran raised her eyebrows, it's fine.

Lian Xiao put on a pair of jeans and a dark blue t-shirt with Captain America's shield printed on it. He looked a little silly. He tucked the corners of his clothes into his trousers and put on that leather jacket that Liao Ran ridiculed as unorthodox .

Liao Ran whistled and joked, "Why don't you wear long johns?"

"We southerners went to the north, and then returned to the south. If we are killed, we don't touch long johns. It's too hard to show off my figure."

Tourists standing in twos and threes in the yard waiting to set off.

The little girls put on makeup, put on brightly colored coats, and carried a small water glass in their hands, ready to go.

The two of them walked through the crowd and came to the front desk. Xiao Mo looked at them: "Come with us today?"

"That's right," Liao Ran smiled, "I'll drive behind and act like a follower."

The two went out first, and Lian Xiao saw his flamboyant wine red off-road vehicle in the open space directly in front of the door.

Today's weather is quite good, there are no clouds, the sky is very blue, the sun shines directly, and the whole Lijiang is bright.

"Yo, you dirty car, did you wash it this morning?" Lian Xiao clicked his tongue and rubbed the front of the car with his fingers.

"That's right, I went to fill up the gas, wash it, and welcome the big money chartered car," Liao Ran spread his palms, "Give me the money, the chartered car and the person are one thousand a day."

"Fuck off, this car will give you five hundred at most, is it worth five hundred a day to you?" Lian Xiao looked at the car, not to mention, the maintenance is pretty good.

Liao Ran opened the car door, took a stick of sunscreen from the storage box and threw it to him: "It's up to you 24 hours a day, do you think it's worth it?"

"I don't apply this stuff, and I don't even apply it in military training. Besides, if I don't get a layer of plateau red in the sun, how can I go back to face my parents and fellow villagers." Lian Xiao pouted, took the sunscreen and wanted to throw it back.

"No wonder you are so rough, your face is like a layer of sandpaper," Liao Ran laughed at him, "You made Doudou cry last night."

"Fart," Lian Xiao touched his face with his hands, "Who said that? Can it be smooth?!"

Liao Ran snorted, stretched out her fingers and slid along his eyebrows to the jawbone.

Lian Xiao opened his eyes slightly, his heart skipped a beat, as if he had been electrified.

Liao Ran withdrew his hand and licked his lips: "It's over, my finger is worn out and I can see blood."