Bai Yueguang came to seek reunion again

After lunch, Shi Yuanen was called away by Yu Xi with a phone call. Sang Zhuer and her husband went out to the hospital for a weekly regular check-up, and the nanny and aunt also went home to rest... Sang Yuan was left at home.

He lay on the bed, trying to get Fu Zhihuai to come to play with him at home.After a while, the boyfriend finally let go and said that he would come to check on the completion of his homework. The tone of the old teacher was very serious.

Kuwahara took yogurt from the refrigerator to drink, walked slowly to the yard and waited for Fu Zhihuai, Stitch's round tail in pajamas swayed behind him, very childish.He raised his hand to touch his head, his hair seemed to be a bit messy, but there was nothing to mind, and Fu Zhihuai didn't dislike it.

There were two tall green banana trees planted in the small flowerbed in the front yard, and Kuwahara was sitting under them, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and he looked so tired that he was about to fall asleep at any moment.

When Fu Zhihuai came, he saw Kuwahara in a daze.The slight resistance in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Yuan Yuan." Fu Zhihuai called him, and Sang Yuan rubbed his eyes and stood up to open the door for him.When the two got closer, Kuang Yuan generously hugged Fu Zhihuai's neck, and turned his head to kiss his face.The boyfriend was still relatively shy, so he did not hide for a while, but looked at him quietly with lowered eyes.

Kuwahara stuffed the yogurt straw into his mouth, slid his palm down to Fu Zhihuai's straight back and touched it, frowned and said, "I'm sweating so much... Old Fu, are you uncomfortably hot? Or let's take a bath first." ?”

"Let's?" Fu Zhihuai took away the yogurt box, with white stains on the corner of his mouth, looking silly.Kuwahara laughed loudly: "Yes, is there a problem? Swimming is also okay, there is a swimming pool in the backyard, it's not big."

Fu Zhihuai shook his head: "No need."

He said the words of refusal in his mouth, but the sweat dripped down his temples and soaked into the collar layer by layer, revealing the outline of the thin and slender collarbone.Kuwahara's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't help kissing him again: "Old Fu, you are so pretty."

Although Fu Zhihuai refused and said no, but in the end he was dragged to the backyard by Kuwahara and walked into the swimming pool slowly.

This swimming pool is not really big, but it is more than enough to accommodate only two people.Kuwahara stripped naked and jumped into the water without any shyness, and after swimming back and forth, he was about to lean in front of Fu Zhihuai to ask for a kiss.

They soaked sticky for a while, then sat by the pool to rest and drink juice.The corners of Kuwahara's eyes were slightly red, he held his knees and tilted his head to listen to Fu Zhihuai's words, the swaying water reflected on his fair side face, looking incredibly gentle.

Fu Zhihuai lost his mind while talking, and stared blankly at Kuang Yuan, unconsciously getting closer and closer.When he came back to his senses, he had already held the young man's hot and dry lips, tasting it as cherished and tender as candy.

It's obviously not the first time to kiss, but still can't help being surprised by the sweet taste on Kuwahara's lips.Fu Zhihuai was slightly stunned, brushed his fingertips over Kuwahara's wet lips, and touched his sticky tongue with his teeth, trying to find out how much honey was still hidden in this person's body.

When the love is strong, there is always not enough kiss, not enough intimacy.I can't wait to leave the whole universe far behind and exhaust the energy of my life, as long as I am obsessed with the person in front of me day and night.

He hugged Kuwahara, stroked the two slightly protruding butterfly bones with his palm, and pressed his fingertips along the spine one by one, trying to burn every inch of this person's bones into his heart.

"Yuanyuan." Kuangyuan half-opened his eyes, looking at him with a confused and fragile expression.In the next second, Fu Zhihuai gently covered his eyes, the two embraced, and slid into the lukewarm clear water like swimming fish.

Bubbles gurgled upwards, and the young man's body was entangled and fell into the depths of the water.Bare white skin, red lips, opened his eyes, and saw the unique self in the world in the deep black pupils of the other party.

"I love you, Kuwahara."

When Sang Zhuer and her husband came back, Fu Zhihuai had already left.Kuwahara was slumped on the sofa exhausted, wearing a baggy T-shirt and shorts, with an afterthought expression on his face.

She approached suspiciously, picked up her brother's collar and looked at it, but she didn't find any traces, so she asked, "Why, you ran a marathon while we were going out?"

"No..." Kuwahara's eyes were dull, and his reaction was half a beat slower than usual: "It's just a swim."

The brother-in-law said in the backyard: "Sang Yuan, is there a classmate coming to play at home?"

Half a glass of juice is still placed by the pool, and the remaining water marks from playing have not been cleaned up.Kuwahara nodded: "My boyfriend."

"That's right." Sang Zhuer sat down beside him: "Your boyfriend is your boyfriend all day long, why didn't you let us meet the Lord? When will you bring him back for a meal in an open and honest manner?"

"...Didn't you see the photos on my phone?" Kuang Yuan lazily yawned, and explained to Fu Zhihuai: "He is very shy, I am afraid that you will be frightened when I bring it back, so let's talk about it when the time is right." .”

"Who did you learn the tone of an old cadre from?" Sang Zhuer threw a pillow into his arms in disgust, and saw her brother raised his lips and smiled, and said those four words again: "My boyfriend."

After meeting him once, and hearing Fu Zhihuai's serious confession, the itching in Kuwahara's heart was successfully suppressed, enough for him to last until the day when he received his report card.

It is said to receive the report card... In fact, according to the usual lazy way of No. [-] Middle School, the class teacher directly sends the results to the group.As for the summer homework, it was sent out as early as a week before the exam. The students frantically rushed to the homework and had no intention of reviewing, and the school did not restrict them very much.

The principal of No. [-] Middle School once said: "Well...it's just a few days before the final exam. Anyway, everyone doesn't want to read books. It's good to catch up with summer homework for entertainment! It can also serve as a review. It kills two birds with one stone."

Even so, on the day when all schools uniformly announced the results, Kuwahara got up early in the morning, dressed, washed, and went to school with his schoolbag on his back—however, he did not go to No. [-] Middle School, but a "deep relationship" five middle school.

The sycamore tree is still blooming, but it is far less dense than when he left, just like an old man whose hair is about to fall out, no matter how hard he scratches, only a few can fall off.

Standing under the sycamore tree with his schoolbag on his back, Kuwahara had the illusion that he was a gangster in a romance novel waiting for the innocent heroine to leave get out of class—in fact, there was nothing wrong with him, but he was waiting for the innocent heroine.

The holiday is coming soon, some of the usual janitors have left, and the students stay in the classroom again, the huge campus looks a bit deserted.Kuwahara wandered around a few times, and accidentally found a line of engraving next to the knotted branch of a certain incense tree. Judging from the handwriting, it was definitely his nephew who was careless.

"Shi Yuanen will always like Yu Xi!"

Sang Yuan smiled, and read along the handwriting, and found words to confess to Fu Zhihuai on other branches.It's just that he is much smarter, and he didn't reveal his name, not even an abbreviation.

He raised his finger to touch the handwriting, feeling a little emotional in his heart.I don't know how lucky I am to be able to meet Fu Zhihuai's wishes all of a sudden.

Kuwahara continued to look at it, not having the slightest taste in his heart.He thinks that the people who carved these characters are quite cute... However, it's not appropriate to put his love on the behavior of harming the grass and trees.

When he raised his eyes, Kuwahara suddenly caught a glimpse of his name.

The row of nicks was still very fresh, glowing with the green color of the underside of the bark.Unfortunately, it is not an expression of love or admiration.

"Kuwabara die."

Kuwahara couldn't help shivering, as if he was really cursed by this sentence.Not far from the engraving, there are some old handwriting:

"Kuwabara is sick, go to die."

This old mark was simply and roughly crossed out with a horizontal bar, and there was a sentence at the bottom, which was written in Shi Yuanen's handwriting: "You are going to die, you have to come to the second and third classes of high school to find me!"

Shi Yuanen's stupid reply broke through the haze that had not yet formed in Kuwahara's heart. He grinned, turned and walked back to the teaching building.

"Sang Yuan, Kuang Yuan!" When the class teacher left the classroom, Liu Xiaopang and Shi Yuanen both lay down desperately on the side of the corridor, lowered their heads and waved vigorously to greet him.

Kuwahara looked up with a smile, and saw Fu Zhihuai who was slowly approaching.The boy raised his finger and pointed at the top of his hair. Kuwahara touched his head clumsily and picked up two or three sycamore petals. The edges were slightly curled and a little yellowed.

Seeing him take away the petals, Fu Zhihuai pursed his lips slightly, and tapped his hand in the air.Kuwabara didn't understand what he meant, he stretched out his palm tentatively, and saw a round, glass-colored candy grain being thrown down, and fell straight into his hand.

Both Liu Xiaopang and Shi Yuanen were stunned. The latter reacted, covered his mouth suddenly, turned around and ran to the classroom, expressing his determination to refuse to eat dog food with practical actions.

And Liu Xiaopang, who knew nothing about the relationship between the two, still kept scratching his head in a daze: "What the hell is this? Why is the atmosphere so gay... Oh, wait a minute, Fu Shuai, what are you doing?" It's not kind to share candy, let me tell you!"

Fu Zhihuai shook his head amusedly, and threw him a candy casually.Liu Xiaopang opened his palm and saw that it was just the ordinary Wangzai milk candy in the canteen, without the gleaming effect of Kuwahara's candy at all.

Downstairs, standing in the shadow of the sycamore tree, Kuwahara slowly peeled off the lychee-flavored fruit candy and threw it into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste instantly fills the mouth, refreshing, crisp and generous, without the slightest bitterness, which is the best comment on the teenage love.

It will be summer vacation starting today, and Tian Yue feels a little distressed when she thinks of her son's exhaustion from studying for the end of the semester.She didn't sleep late in the morning, she got up to cook for Fu Zhihuai, and then went out to the vegetable market lightly.

It was almost ten o'clock when Tian Yue finally finished the big purchase and went home.As she went upstairs she narrowly missed running into a young man who was running head down.The latter didn't even say sorry, Tian Yue couldn't help turning her head to look.

The young man was wearing the employee uniform of a well-known snack bar in the city center, and he was probably here to deliver food.Tian Yue couldn't help being a little surprised.

Thinking upstairs and downstairs, which one of the households did she not know clearly?Those who live in this building have no spare money to order takeout in the middle of the morning. It's still an expensive and unsatisfying snack...

Although curious, Tian Yue didn't think much about it.But when she turned to the floor of her own house, she was stunned when she raised her eyes.

At the door of the house, there is a thin envelope."Tian Yueshou" is clearly written in black and white on it.

The author has something to say: Another chapter that I fear will be locked...