poor little understand

In the extremely quiet Hanbi Mountain Room, there was a faint sound of a piano.

In the clear autumn, everything is silent, swan geese are flying, and the wind is blowing.

Autumn is high and the air is crisp, the wind is calm but the sand is still, the clouds come and the geese go, the leaves fall and the fish return.

On the banks of Dongting Lake, which is vast and misty, with white sand on both sides, and swan geese in the sky, it is very ethereal.The geese fly in groups and sing in harmony, looming and coming.If it wants to hover, it will spin around; if it wants to fall, it will look back around;

Si expresses the lofty ambitions, expressing the generosity of Yishi, and the broad-mindedness he seeks.

It is the famous guqin song "Pingsha Luoyan" which is said to have been handed down from Chen Ziang in the Tang Dynasty.

Although this piece appeared late, it has been widely spread. It is a guqin piece that is familiar to the public, and it is also one of the few pieces that Lin Muting can distinguish.

He had never heard Lin Junchuo play the piano.

But now when he heard this piece of music, he felt that Lin Junchuo should be able to play the piano.

For Lin Junchuo, Qin is like the six arts of a gentleman in ancient times, and it is an elegance that every scholar and literati should know.

He walked to the piano room of Hanbi Mountain House, watched Lin Junchuo kneeling on the cushion from a distance, just finished playing the last note, opened those dark green eyes, looked at him, and showed his face With a smile, "Our Twilight is back."

Lin Muting felt a great throbbing in his heart, a warm current burst out from the bottom of his heart, and he walked towards Lin Junchuo without stopping for a moment, put his hands on Lin Junchuo's shoulders, and bent down without hesitation , moved closer to the Qingjun face that he had lingered in his dreams, so close that the breath of both of them fell on each other's face, their lips slowly pressed together, like a feather brushing by, both of them trembled.

Lin Muting didn't want to just taste it like this, closed his eyelids tremblingly, and gnawed randomly on Lin Junchuo's lips, as if tearing a roast chicken.

He was eager to prove that this person belonged to him, not so unattainable, not so unattainable.

Lin Junchuo was the only flower that bloomed in his 16 years of lonely life.In the extremely low dust, he likes Lin Junchuo, admires Lin Junchuo, and worships Lin Junchuo.

Lin Junchuo has already agreed to him, Lin Junchuo also likes him, he is now Lin Junchuo's lover.

Lin Junchuo was kissed by Lin Muting like a dog. After being shocked by Lin Muting's initiative to kiss him, he really couldn't laugh or cry.He hugged the trembling boy into his arms, straightened the boy's head with his hand, supported the boy's stamina with one hand, slowly took back the dominant position, and kissed the obvious boy in his arms with the greatest patience and tenderness. Anxious child.

This is their first real kiss.

Lin Muting was hugged by the man he liked so much, the faint sandalwood scent of the man was everywhere, the man put his arms around his waist, fixed his head with one hand, and tightly circled him in his arms.Although he was always a little apprehensive, he felt a great sense of security from the man.

Immersed in this gentle and soothing kiss, like soaking in hot spring water, he gradually relaxed his whole body, hugged the man's neck with both hands, and moved himself closer to the man's arms, not even the slightest distance away.

Every inch of her lips was covered by a man, every corner of her mouth was full of a man's breath, her whole body was trembling and excited, and she was as happy as if she was in heaven.

At this moment, he wished that time would stop here.

He no longer has to think about his parents, about the experimental class, about Lin Hongfang, etc., only in the world with Lin Junchuo.

When he was let go by the man, he lay in the man's arms in a daze, and heard the man teasing him, "Sure enough, Xiao Biesheng is newly married, and we, Twilight, will fall into his arms."

Lin Muting's already flushed cheeks seemed to be on fire, his tongue was bitten by a cat, and he stammered, "Who... who is newly married to you."

"What day is it today? You have to be in the same boat as the prince. If you are ashamed, you will be good, and you will not be ashamed. There are trees in the mountains, and there are branches in the trees. You don't know if you are happy with the king."

Lin Junchuo kissed the boy's cheek and hair repeatedly, and whispered in the boy's ear affectionately, "The Yue people sang this song to E Junzi. After E Junzi understood what it meant, he immediately stepped forward and hugged Yue." and covered Yueren with a quilt embroidered with flowers. From then on, Yueren and E Junzi became friends for a hundred years. I seem to remember that a little villain seemed to say this to me, I Now I seem to be hugging this little villain, why isn't it newly married?"

Lin Muting was so ashamed by the man's shamelessness that his whole body was about to smoke, he obediently let the man kiss him, but held the man's waist tightly with his hands, forcing himself to look up at the elegant and elegant man in front of him, "Mr. , I really have to..... Can I really do it?"

He expressed his heart to Lin Junchuo at the most desperate and saddest time, because he decided to never have any contact with Lin Junchuo again, and he gave up his extravagant expectations for Lin Junchuo.

Like is like a weed in the wild. Since it took root in his heart, it has gradually grown into an endless grassland and a huge tree in the sky. Let him seize every opportunity to see Lin Junchuo, even if Just to say a word to Lin Junchuo, he is willing to give everything.

He knew too well that he was not good enough for Lin Junchuo.

But when he was most desperate, God gave him the most beautiful reward, the greatest luck in his life, Lin Junchuo did not refuse him.

These days, he has been feeling like he is dreaming.No, these days are happier than the best, most beautiful and happiest dream he has ever had.

The days of being too happy made him wander on the verge of worrying about gains and losses at any time, fearing that he would wake up from his dream in an instant.

"Why can't you?" Lin Junchuo quietly looked at the boy in his arms, guiding him to express his emotions.

Lin Muting's eyes were sour, and tears fell down at once. He held on to the beige cotton and linen shirt on the man tightly, and couldn't help but feel sad, "I... I am not good enough for you, I, I am afraid that you don't want me …..”

As his mother said, he is such a coward who has no confidence, no perseverance and nothing to do.Even when he had good grades in the past, his mother Dong Jianing would still praise his uncle's cousin for being able to wash dishes and clothes, how sensible and obedient.

After living for so many years, he has become a worthless waste, not worthy of Lin Junchuo at all.

The man sighed invisibly, took out a handkerchief to wipe his tears, and gently patted his back with one hand, "Why do you love to cry so much?"

"I'm just a crybaby, don't like me anymore." Lin Muting was already in the mood of being infinitely bored with himself, but when Lin Junchuo said this, he simply gave up on himself, was so sad that he couldn't control himself, and cried louder up.