Xia Chang

The newly bought body wash smelled so strong that his breath was full. Wang Zhanyan reached out to pull the collar of his pajamas that was about to collapse. He closed his eyes and let the person behind him wrap his arms around his waist.

"Let's go to Japan."

Ran Yuanchao's voice is very soft, he seems to have always full of energy, even when hugging Wang Zhanyan very hard; the sky outside is already dark, and the newly rented house has a wide view, and at this time you can see the lights in the distance building.

The two lived together before winter came into their lives.

Even if it is still unclear, there is no shortage of what life should look like. Ran Yuanchao's upper body was naked, showing his slender muscles. His shoulders were very broad, and Wang Zhanyan was leaning on him securely like that.

"No." Wang Zhanyan refused him decisively.

There was fluff on the cuffs of the old pajamas caused by scrubbing. Wang Zhanyan raised his hands and tried to remove them. In fact, he was too boring.

"You said that your cousin's friend was going to Japan. I thought you really wanted to go. I can find someone to arrange it. Don't worry."

"It's not that I can't afford to go."

Wang Zhanyan suddenly used his strength to break away the arms that were imprisoned around his waist. He sneered and stretched out his feet to hook back the slippers that had been left in the corner.

"Go, go and see the snow," the boy's tone was very pleading, his persistence was mixed with a sudden humility, a pair of arms were attached to Wang Zhanyan's body more vigorously, the two of them were standing in front of the window, it was difficult for them at this moment After giving in, Ran Yuanchao added again after thinking, "I have a lot to say."

Wang Zhanyan couldn't accept his increasingly sensitive mentality. He gritted his teeth and finally broke free from Ran Yuanchao's increasingly loose arms. He went to the living room and found an unfinished can of Coke on the coffee table. After two sips, I found that there were no more bubbles.

"It's terrible." Sitting on the brown fabric sofa, he yelled two words in a low voice, then raised the remote control and turned on the TV.

There is a reason to be sad, family background, age and initial relationship are all reasons for Wang Zhanyan, he always seriously rejects Ran Yuanchao's real closeness most of the time.

The cans made noise when they were squeezed.

Ran Yuanchao was as dexterous as a fox, he suddenly ran up to Wang Zhanyan, raised his hand and casually brushed the hair that fell by his ear, and said, "Actually, I like you very much."

He was too pious, even though his eyes were always full of naughty contempt unique to young people, he suddenly smiled, and the corners of his mouth formed a lovely curve.

The black eyes were soaked with tears.

Wang Zhanyan just tasted the overly sweet Coke in his hand. He nodded his head in a rare way, and then turned his beautiful eyes back to Ran Yuanchao's face. He said, "We are just ordinary friends...you can go to Japan, yours." I'll listen to the story."

There was an advertisement for daily necessities on the TV, and Wang Zhanyan pressed his finger on the mute button of the remote control. He naturally embraced Ran Yuanchao's head and let him lie on his lap.

"What are your plans for the future?" The little boy rarely looked like this, his hair was like thick and soft grass, entangled Wang Zhanyan's icy fingers.

Wang Zhanyan said: "It's good to live happily. Maybe I will never get married in my life, and I won't be like my parents... Is it very free? Much freer than you, but you are the happiest, and your family is very good. "

Sometimes, in Wang Zhanyan's eyes, Ran Yuanchao seems to be hiding in a rich and warm cocoon.

Wang Zhanyan stroked his hair, then stroked his face and chin. They were hiding somewhere in the dark, watching a muted TV series. The two seemed to be leaving each other, but they were racing against time to approach gently.

The corners of the lips are stained with blood.

The first day in Japan was not pleasant.

It was late at night, and Ran Yuanchao always tortured people like that. With his elbow propped on the head of the bed, he suddenly pinched the tip of Wang Zhanyan's nose with his other hand, and said, "I am 16 years old, almost 17 years old."

**Tears still remained at the corners of Wang Zhanyan's eyes after the upsurge, he suddenly reached out, pushed Ran Yuanchao, and said, "Don't lie to me."

The two of them were in the big bed, maintaining the most common sleeping position, the curtains of the conservatory were closed, and it was a very quiet night outside the window.

It has been a long time since the heavy snow has passed, and a new round of falling has not yet started. The snow-covered mountains in the distance are long and sharp, and they fall asleep early in the night.

"I still have a fiancée. Of course, I won't marry her. I ordered her when I was a child, and they adults make up their own minds." Ran Yuanchao came up to him, and gently circled Wang Zhanyan's body. He left a bright red kiss behind her. On Wang Zhanyan's shoulder, and rubbed his chin against him.

Wang Zhanyan closed his eyes.

One of them was too satisfied, while the other was too dissatisfied; Wang Zhanyan had never thought about their relationship, so he just had a symbolic doubt and said, "Don't come to me after you go back this time."

A few seconds later, he added the word "Good" lightly.

Since they lived together, sleeping in groups has become a common thing for them, but everything is becoming more and more illusory. When Wang Zhanyan's nose lightly touched the young man's nose again, he suddenly couldn't suppress the painful feeling that rose from his heart.

"Why did I meet you...I don't want to know you." The second half of the sentence was filled with hoarse crying. A stubborn and proud person like Wang Zhanyan was suddenly trapped. Kiss.

The limbs and body are very sore, and the eye sockets are also sore.

Ran Yuanchao replied: "I don't know either. At first I thought you were beautiful, but later I thought you were even more beautiful. I'm a little afraid of you, but I like you more."

In the gloomy sky, a grain of snow finally fell.

Ran Yuanchao was licking the red corners of Wang Zhanyan's eyes. He turned off the light, then embraced him, and said, "Go to sleep, close your eyes, and think about whether you should know me or not."

Everything presented an unreal situation. Wang Zhanyan did not understand the purpose of his trip. He did not see the most beautiful snow scene. On the contrary, on the first night in Hokkaido, everything seemed to begin to collapse and melt without end.

Ran Yuanchao's hand squeezed his shoulder hard.

The snow began to fall, and it was floating in large pieces. The night was clear and light, containing the wind from afar, followed by cooling and dawn.

Wang Zhanyan exhaled deeply. He looked at the white mist rising in front of his eyes, and laughed involuntarily. The scarf was wrapped around his neck, which was thick and warm.

A foreign country is another planet. Wang Zhanyan saw people wearing thick clothes on the road. Those faces were strange and ordinary, and they might be indifferent or gentle when walking.

The high-top leather boots stepped on the bricks at the edge of the road. Wang Zhanyan turned his head and saw the light yellow light in the window. He suddenly decided to push the door and go in. He talked with the clerk in broken Japanese and bought a cute and soft Neck pillow, the fabric is orange, giraffe pattern.

Wang Zhanyan smiled once. He stretched out his hand and poked two circles on the foggy glass door. He looked outside. The snow didn't stop, like white catkins dyed the light blue air.

"Your things are packed..." the clerk's voice was sharp and soft, and she handed the white paper bag to Wang Zhanyan's hand.

All the messy Xiao Xiang turned into a mist that flew away in an instant. Wang Zhanyan turned out the interface of chatting with Ran Yuanchao on WeChat, and he typed a line of words - "I'll be back in a while".

After thinking about it, I deleted it again.