cross me with love

After being drunk, He Tangxi is particularly clingy, and more childish than before.

Lin Jingyu put him down, and he leaned closer to Lin Jingyu, his eyes were clearly closed, but he muttered something about not letting him down and hugging him.

Lin Jingyu put his arms around his waist to protect him and set him upright. While holding He Tangxi steady and coaxing him, he struggled to find the key from his pocket.

"Okay, stand obediently, and I'll hug you right away." Lin Jingyu held He Tangxi's arm to make him stand against the wall, "Will you hold on for a minute? Stand for a minute and then I'll hug you."

He Tangxi tilted his head, his eyes showed a trace of confusion, he seemed to not understand the concept of 1 minute, and his expression was aggrieved, but he nodded obediently.He asked Lin Jingyu, "Will it be soon?"

"Soon," Lin Jingyu coaxed him patiently, "Just close your eyes and count from one to sixty."

He Tangxi's expression became even more aggrieved. It was a pupil-like frown, a pompous way of being sad, and a feeling of being dumbfounded.

This kind of stupidity often appeared on the face of He Tangxi when he was a child, but it is not against harmony when he appears on the face of He Tangxi as an adult, making people think he is very cute.

Lin Jingyu still remembered He Tangxi when he was a child. At that time, he didn't have the handsome face with clear lines. He had baby fat, and his cheeks were fleshy. Sometimes when he was angry, his cheeks swelled and his cheeks became more fleshy.

When he was a child, He Tangxi was very obedient and loved to smile. When he smiled, his eyes were bent downward, like two crescents, and there were two very shallow pear holes at the corners of his mouth, just like the dolls in the New Year paintings in the murals.

Anger means bulging cheeks and curling mouth, but you won't ignore people. If you tease him, he will still talk to you, but after he finishes speaking, he will deliberately "hum" loudly.

Just like now, it's a wronged and angry but cute expression.

He Tangxi snorted childishly, and said, "Counting to sixty is too much, I won't count, and I, I don't want to close my eyes either."

"Then don't close your eyes and count to thirty, okay?" Lin Jingyu's tone even had a hint of coaxing.

He Tangxi turned his eyes away, and lowered his voice, the blush on his face seemed to have deepened, he nodded: "Then, then I will obediently count to thirty."

"One, two, three" He Tangxi stared at Lin Jingyu and began to count.

Lin Jingyu opened his hand, and finally he was able to touch the key in He Tangxi's trousers pocket.

"It's so itchy, don't scratch me." He Tangxi smiled and wanted to hide, not letting Lin Jingyu's hand reach into his trouser pocket.

"Don't move," Lin Jingyu's tone became serious, and he ordered He Tangxi to say, "Concentrate on counting."

As expected, He Tangxi stopped making trouble, obediently stood up straight and continued to count.

Lin Jingyu took out the key from He Tangxi's pocket, opened the door, and pulled He Tangxi in. He Tangxi struggled and refused to leave, so he opened his hands to hug him.

Lin Jingyu thought it was troublesome, so he asked He Tangxi to put his arms around his neck. He grabbed He Tangxi's waist and lifted her up in the air.

The moment he flew into the air, He Tangxi's legs were immediately wrapped around Lin Jingyu's waist, as if he had practiced it many times before.

Lin Jingyu held He Tangxi's buttocks and carried him into the room, talking about him as he walked.

"Little troublemaker."

After finishing speaking, Lin Jingyu was suddenly dazed.

It seemed that he and He Tangxi hadn't been this close for a long time.

Ever since he entered university, their relationship has been inexplicably alienated. It seems that a layer of fog has suddenly formed to separate the two of them. Everything has become blurred. He began to lose sight of He Tangxi.

Life is a kind of force majeure. Different environments and different experiences will make people drift away on the road of life.

He didn't want to, but there was no way.

His weird sense of responsibility for He Tangxi has not faded with the passage of time, and it has become heavier and heavier in comparison.

In fact, Lin Jingyu has also thought about this issue, some things are predestined, from the moment he ran to He's house for fun, and picked up He Tangxi from the cradle, the fate between the two of them was already doomed.

He will eventually take responsibility for this unrelated person, and it is fate that made him hug him.

Isn't he the parent of He Tangxi?Accompany He Tangxi to grow up, accompany him from babbling to toddler, from when he was a little bean until he grows into a handsome boy.

He Tangxi has been there for a large part of his life, and similarly, He Tangxi has been there for a large part of his life.

It seems that the mentality of the parents is like this. They hope that he will grow up soon, but also think that he will never grow up.

But Lin Jingyu's mentality is more complicated. He is both a peer and a parent, so he can't directly issue a ban to his child like other parents and say no.

So he can only force himself to accept, accept the fact that He Tangxi has grown up, and accept the fact that He Tangxi is in a relationship.

Therefore, he could only hold back any displeasure and melancholy in his heart, and could not show the slightest bit in front of He Tangxi.

Lin Jingyu carried He Tangxi back to the room, and after putting him on the bed, He Tangxi immediately became quiet. He found the pillow, closed his eyes, and was about to fall asleep soon.

Lin Jingyu helped him take off his shoes and began to undress him again.

He Tangxi was already dizzy and confused, and he just wanted to sleep when he got on the pillow. He avoided Lin Jingyu's hand, rolled around and moaned, but he didn't cooperate.

Lin Jingyu was sweating all over by He Tangxi tonight, and now seeing He Tangxi like this, his heart was aroused, and he wished to pin him on his leg and slap him twice to punish him.

Lin Jingyu pressed He Tangxi's hand, and bent his legs against his knees. The whole body firmly restrained him from above, but he didn't realize that this was an extremely ambiguous gesture.

He Tangxi felt uncomfortable all over, he wanted to turn over, but was restrained from moving at all, he opened his eyes with difficulty, Lin Jingyu's face was right above him.

He was lying on the bed, and he was on top of him, on top of him.

He Tangxi blinked his eyes, and then he heard the person hidden in the deepest part of his heart talking, he said——

"Be good, don't move."

He Tangxi's ears were burning hot, he nodded confusedly, thinking that today's dream was too wonderful.

He Tangxi's whole body froze, but his blood flowed fast, and his heart beat fast.

He seemed to be able to feel Lin Jingyu's fingers. He was unbuttoning himself and peeling off his clothes layer by layer. The fire started to burn more and more vigorously under the impetus of alcohol. He Tangxi felt that he was going to die. He will be burned by this fire.

There was an unrealistic sense of happiness in his heart, and he experienced the benefits of being drunk for the first time. It turns out that only when you are drunk can you dream of the picture you have always wanted to see in your dreams.

After Lin Jingyu took off He Tangxi's clothes, he stuffed him under the quilt. He Tangxi, who had been tossing non-stop just now, was looking at him quietly. His eyeballs were covered with mist, and he looked very confused. Very poor again.

Lin Jingyu helped him pull the quilt up to his chin and tucked the corners of the quilt for him. Then he covered his eyes with his palms and said, "Close your eyes and go to sleep quickly."

When he raised his hand again, He Tangxi's eyes closed as expected.Lin Jingyu sat by the bed and waited until He Tangxi's breathing became steady and long before getting up.

It was already late at this time, and Lin Jingyu was a little tired after tossing around for so long. He rested for a while, and then looked around He Tangxi's room.

He Tangxi's room wasn't tidy, nor was it dirty, it could only be said to be okay, and he could see it well, but in Lin Jingyu's eyes, it was an out-and-out mess.

He glanced at He Tangxi, who was turning over and over on the bed, who was not honest at all, and then sighed softly. He came anyway, and he resigned himself to the bathroom to get tools to help him clean the room.

From the living room to the kitchen and then to the balcony, Lin Jingyu washed all the dishes in the kitchen sink and placed them neatly, packed all the snack bags and takeaway boxes on the coffee table in the living room into the trash can, and swept the floor. After procrastinating twice more earnestly, when He Tangxi's house had barely reached Lin Jingyu's cleanliness standard, the hour hand turned another tick.

Lin Jingyu looked at his watch, and pushed open the door of He Tangxi's room again.

The room was still dim, with the light coming in from the window, He Tangxi's face could be faintly seen on the bed.Lin Jingyu's eyes scanned the room, and then stopped on the pile of things randomly piled up in the corner.

He went over to tidy up.

There were some paintings piled up in the corner, Lin Jingyu casually picked up the top one, the light was dim, he barely recognized that the painting was their high school, Lin Jingyu thought for a while, and picked up all the paintings stacked in the corner , walked into the living room and prepared to watch slowly.

"Meow." The briquette who had been hiding in a corner of the living room for a whole day jumped onto Lin Jingyu's lap lightly, raised her head and rubbed Lin Jingyu's palm.Lin Jingyu's gaze softened, and he raised his hand to smooth the coal ball over and over again.

The paper is smooth, the colors on it are deep and light, there is the setting sun in the west, and all the teenagers on the basketball court are sweating profusely, that is their high school.The next picture is a pavilion on the mountain. The trees outside the pavilion are lush and green. There are three teenagers sitting in the pavilion. Lin Jingyu smiled. He recognized the three people above as him, He Tangxi and Xiang Jiashi.The next picture is a piece of sea, which is the piece he took He Tangxi to play in the summer vacation after graduating from high school.The next picture is still the sea, the seaside path, the golden sunset stretches the backs of the four people very long, and the next picture is...

Lin Jingyu's eyes are soft, and his thoughts follow these paintings back to his childhood. Those carefree days seem to be in front of him and never go away, as if they have never been alienated, and have always been inseparable.

Lin Jingyu's fingers paused when he turned to the next one. This is not a landscape painting, but a figure painting. The teenager in the painting is fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a basketball vest, and his hair is a little sweaty after exercising. Holding a basketball in his hand, he smiled wantonly.

The boy had a straight nose and a straight chin, different from the more rigid and mature facial features now, that was Lin Jingyu who was fifteen or sixteen years old.

The next one is the same, the next one is the same, and every subsequent painting is the same, with different ages and postures, but the facial features are indeed the same person.

Lin Jingyu looked at these paintings, and his expression gradually became serious.When he saw the last picture, his pupils constricted suddenly, and then he stood up suddenly with no expression on his face.Hei Qiuqiu was so frightened that he jumped off his knees and disappeared without knowing where. Lin Jingyu tidied up the paintings and put them back in the corner of He Tangxi's room.

He Tangxi on the bed slept soundly, and was not disturbed by Lin Jingyu's complicated eyes looking at him at all.

Lin Jingyu stood on the bedside and stared at the sleeping He Tangxi's face. He stood still for a while, the expression in his eyes changed. He had many questions and words to ask, but all of them were choked in his throat and turned into complex and deep words. A sigh.

In the end, Lin Jingyu closed the door quietly, his steps were very light, and when he left, he didn't forget to take the trash downstairs and throw it away.