[Nezha Lotus Root Cake] Mangcao Romanticism

Hand, Aunt Yan has already brought it.White porcelain bowl and white porcelain spoon, this is the only pomegranate the young master was willing to eat since he was a snack.

Ao Bing put the bright red clear fruits into the bowl one by one, and asked, will sister-in-law peel it for you too?

He will not.Speaking of his little boyfriend, Ao Fan used a tone of disbelief, half teasing and half mocking, he just peeled a hand of water, it would be better if I peeled it to eat.

After hearing this, Ao Bing looked up at his brother, smiled enviously, then lowered his eyes and replied, wait, wait until Nezha's studies or work is stable before taking him home, I'm afraid Dad won't like him.

Ao Fan listened for a while, raised his hand and stroked Ao Bing's hair, and said, that's fine.

Then he reassured that Dad would like him.

After having lunch with my family, Ao Bing went to the library again in the afternoon.He found that the library was actually the best choice for a tryst. After staying here for two months, Ao Bing had never met an acquaintance.Neither his own nor Nezha's could be seen.

When Ao Bing celebrated his birthday last year, Nezha didn't know the date, so he missed it. He promised to make him a more grand one this year, but he couldn't make it up.

On such a day, in the quiet library, Ao Bing couldn't help but miss Nezha while facing the open book.Thinking about his expression when he said that in the past, thinking about what he was doing at this moment, it must be more difficult than myself.

The bright autumn sun slanted in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and after a long time, not a single page of the open book was turned.

Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Waiting for him like waiting for a downpour, waiting for a flock of migrating birds

Just like what Ao Bing thought, Nezha was really uncomfortable, but he wasn't doing anything.He was in a daze staring at the dialog box with no chat history left on his phone.

When he came back from Ao Bing's house that day, Nezha fell asleep without falling over.Taking advantage of that energy, he exported all the chat records between himself and him this year, encrypted them into the computer, and then pressed the clear button.

Nezha was far less determined than he had shown.He knew that he would not be able to bear it in the next year, and would read every word Ao Bing had given him over and over again during the days when he could not contact him, recalling the past they had, and even thinking about it unbearably. I can't help but look for him.

Let alone a year, Nezha couldn't bear it for two weeks, but he couldn't do it.

The birthday present for Ao Bing was during the summer vacation, and Nezha asked Yang Jian to be his staff to choose together. It was a small crystal conch that looked like Ao Bing's head. .During that time, he was bragging to Ao Bing that his birthday was coming, but secretly he was still excited about the big day two months later.

At that time, Nezha never imagined that he would miss Ao Bing's birthday again. This was his own decision.

Yang Jian asked Nezha two days ago if he could give gifts and cakes.On behalf of several generations, he gave a birthday present to the teacher who had taught them on behalf of the whole class to express his gratitude, and no one would suspect it.

Nezha thought about it, but still shook his head and refused.

They had endured not contacting each other for almost two months, and Ao Bing had probably gone through the saddest part, and now he would take the initiative to remind him what to do.

Even if Yang Jian went this time, let Ao Bing know how much Nezha had put into him, and give Ao Bing such a sliver of comfort, so what?

This has just passed September, and there is still more than half a year to go.

Whether it is letting him live with the slightest comfort, or letting him wait for the next comfort without knowing if there is any comfort, it is too cruel.A broken lotus root is more painful than a knife.

So Nezha refused, and he decided to keep quiet, as quiet as the gift that couldn't reach the owner.

Nezha exhaled slowly, pressed his finger on the darkened phone screen again, and gently touched the little snowflake.

In fact, it was exactly as Nezha thought. After the first days, the time passed quickly.Nezha couldn't help being unhappy because the rhythm of his senior year was too tight, and Ao Bing was because he was used to it.

I am used to going to the library to spend time, and I am also used to seeing anything related to Nezha, and my heart hurts.Drink orange-flavored juice, go to the supermarket and see Nezha’s favorite snacks, and even sit on your own compass every day and see the "Ocean Blue".

But he still drinks that flavor of juice, puts those snacks in the shopping cart and takes them home, and keeps that "sea blue" on display.

Ao Bing uses an almost masochistic desensitization therapy to get himself used to the life without Nezha as soon as possible - he wants to live his own life well, which is the only thing he can do for Nezha this year.

It's just that he can't watch the old movies anymore.Neither can I watch it on the big LCD screen in the living room, nor can I watch it on a small pad while cooking in the kitchen.

He and Nezha have spent too much time in one old movie after another, but this is the only thing that Ao Bing can't do alone anyway.He really missed him too much.

Apart from old movies, there is another place in life that makes Ao Bing very embarrassed.Without Nezha's touch, it becomes very difficult to relieve desire.

This pair of overly critical body loved by his boyfriend, it is difficult to surrender to the pleasure brought by monotonous and tedious self-masturbation.But Ao Bing didn't do that, and would always dream of him.

He always dreamed that Nezha was holding him, kissing him, and gently telling him "I'm back" and "We will never be apart again".

Every time Ao Bing wakes up on the soaked pillow, he hasn’t felt any more sad about the dream, and he finds that his underwear is also sticky. Nezha knew, so he might have to laugh at him.

But when I think of him, my still wet eyes want to cry again.

Later, Ao Bing came up with a way.He took out the T-shirt Nezha had left with him, unfolded it and wrapped it around his naked self, imagining that it was Nezha's arms, that he was hugging himself.

He greedily smelled the little scent left by Nezha, and then touched himself through the cloth.Like his boyfriend, he caressed and kneaded this body unconsciously, slowly descending from the chest to the legs.

This is indeed more sensational than when Ao Bing did it by himself, but his palms are not as hot as Nezha, so no matter how he does it, it feels wrong.Impatiently, he stretched his finger down again, touching the place that he never took care of in the past.

Ao Bing closed his eyes, shrunk his shoulders and curled himself under Nezha's T-shirt, even the fingers that touched it were shaking with shame.As soon as he gritted his teeth, he pressed there and kneaded it, and as soon as he kneaded it a little, he stretched his fingers in anxiously.

But there hadn't been any human affairs in that place for a long time, and it was already as tight as a baby, how could he let him poke in it so casually.Ao Bing poked the delicate soft flesh inside him at once, grunted in pain, and pulled out some pitifully, then timidly pushed in from another angle, but it was still painful.

In this way, Ao Bing didn't dare to mess with it anymore, so he had to withdraw his hand and still fumbled in front of him honestly.

The T-shirt that he unfolded to wrap him was unconsciously pulled into his arms again. He clamped his legs, and tightly clamped the hem of the T-shirt between his legs.

Filled with grievances, Ao Bing called out Nezha's name, buried his face in his breath, and finally rubbed against his clothes to relieve himself.

It's a bit embarrassing, but it was indeed a long-lost hearty release.It's just that the clothes were also stained. Once Ao Bing washed them, Nezha's smell became weaker.But he also liked it when it faded, so he left it on the bed and didn't put it away, so he could hug it to sleep at night.

It's not really that fast, but the first semester is finally over.Ao Bing's desensitization therapy was basically successful. Except that the weight lost in the first month had not regained, he also spent half a year well until the Spring Festival approached.

Just like he can no longer watch old movies, Ao Bing really can't welcome the New Year alone in this room.

He went back to his parents' house just a few days after the winter vacation, and followed his father's buttocks to do this and that, accompanied him to Tai Chi in the morning, and played chess with him in the senior university in the afternoon.

When the end of the new year was approaching, the eldest brother and the second brother also came back. Ao Bing had prepared a set of arguments to deal with his elder brother early on, saying that Nezha had gone abroad as an exchange student, and there was jet lag.When Ao Fan asked again, he asked about his sister-in-law in turn.

Ao Fan confessed to him that he was going to bring his sister-in-law in this year. Ao Bing didn't expect to ask such an answer, and he was shocked.

Although the family has no demands on Ao Bing, it's just because he is the youngest and there are already two mature ones above him, so they dote on him.In fact, their father can be called old-fashioned. It is much, much harder for his elder brother to successfully come out to the family than Ao Bing wants to bring Nezha, who is a few years younger than him, home...

Who in this world is easy to get happiness.Ao Bing took his elder brother's arm silently, squeezed him, and whispered, brother, don't be afraid, I will help you play the side drum when the time comes.

Ao Fan didn't answer, just smiled and patted his head.

The villa area where the parents live has arranged a special celebration salute on New Year's Eve, which can be seen through the window.On such a cold winter night, the whole family stayed with Ao's father before the Spring Festival Gala, and Ao Bing slightly raised his head to watch the fireworks through the window.

The fireworks bloomed so close and dazzling, but no matter how gorgeous they were, they were not as beautiful as that night.The little fairy wand that he once set off in his hand was the most unparalleled light in the world to him.

Ao Bing stared at the fireworks for a long time, and suddenly felt that he and Nezha were not really separated—he was thinking about Nezha in his heart, and he knew that Nezha must be thinking of him every day, every day. .

Such a separation is not a real separation.

They just separated for a while, but they couldn't contact for a while.The pain caused by the "ignorance" of not being around each other is still there, but Ao Bing suddenly feels a very strong emotion, even surpassing that pain.It is an emotion full of hope, that is, waiting for him.

Wait for him as you wait for a downpour, a flock of migrating birds, for he will come back as surely as summer will come.

So Ao Bing can miss Nezha wantonly, turn all the sorrows of not being able to stay together into longing, and wait for his belated lover.

On the first day of the new year, Nezha was woken up by a good buddy's series of deadly calls, asking him to watch Moments.Teacher Ao, who hadn’t posted on Moments for a long time, posted a fresh and warm post. The picture showed a hearty breakfast, and there was only one emoji in the accompanying text, which was an energetic little sun.