Mountain Stream Autumn

Chao Nian posted a circle of friends this morning, accusing He Qiuming with his real name, and He Qiuming commented six points below.

After Chen Nanshan saw it, he also commented on six points, and soon got a reply from Chao Nian, who replied with a skull.

Chen Nanshan didn't know what happened, so after quitting Moments, he clicked on the top chat, sent several WeChat messages to He Qiuming, asking him what happened.

The upper right corner kept showing that the other party was typing, but Chen Nanshan had waited for a long time and still hadn't received He Qiuming's message, so much so that he turned off the internet and turned it on to refresh, thinking that he didn't receive it because of his bad internet.

It's just that after he did this, the chat page with He Qiuming still didn't show the news he wanted to see.Chen Nanshan sighed, and was about to eat something before coming back to watch, but just as he got up, the system tone sounded on WeChat, and He Qiuming's WeChat message came over.

But after Chen Nanshan read He Qiuming's news, his face turned black. He couldn't understand why He Qiuming returned six points after typing and deleting for so long.

What is he trying to express? Is it hard to say?

Before Chen Nanshan had time to ask He Qiuming what it meant, Chao Nian's news from over there was also sent, and at the same time, Chen Nanshan's doubts were perfectly answered.

Chao Nian: Lao He oppresses people.

Chao Nian: I didn't expect you to be so depraved that you would run to collude with Lao He. Is it really okay to be so 'lovely' in front of me, a single dog?

mountain stream: /smile

Entering December, it can be regarded as completely entering the low temperature weather. Although the winter solstice has not yet arrived, it is getting colder every day, and Chen Nanshan is also wearing more and more clothes every day.

He Qiuming didn't continue the earlier topic, but sent a voice message to Chen Nanshan, saying that the temperature will cool down today, and asked him to wear more clothes so that his hands and feet would not be warm.Chen Nanshan should be fine.

Not every classroom in the university has air-conditioning, and for their southern city, don’t even think about heating, so every time Chen Nanshan stands on the podium in class, he will be freezing cold, so since entering the twelfth He Qiuming would watch the weather forecast every day, and then remind Chen Nanshan of the items to pay attention to.

If the objective conditions are not good, then he can only work hard subjectively and take measures to keep warm. After all, teachers are no better than classmates.

When Chen Nanshan was in college, he was also very afraid of the cold. His hands and feet were covered with ice in winter. As for the class, it was even colder in the classroom.So He Qiuming will not only help him choose the clothes to wear, but also prepare warm handbags and baby warmers for him in advance to ensure that Chen Nanshan will not freeze in class.Sometimes when He Qiuming didn't have class, he would come to accompany Chen Nanshan in class, and Chen Nanshan would not be willing to use the baby warmer anymore, but would hold He Qiuming's hand to warm his hands.

The difference from Chen Nanshan is that in winter, He Qiuming's body is like a stove. No matter how cold the weather is, his hands are always warm. Therefore, when he is at home on weekdays, Chen Nanshan likes to hold He Qiuming in bed, which is more comfortable than turning on the air conditioner.As for going outside, if he could hold hands, Chen Nanshan would never use Nuan Baobao, and He Qiuming was also willing to pamper him, Chen Nanshan would pass his hand if he wanted to hold him.

It's just that one time Chen Nanshan's hands were too cold, He Qiuming couldn't help frowning as soon as he held He Qiuming's hand, then he lifted the hem of his clothes, pressed Chen Nanshan's hand on his abdominal muscles, and said it was so warm.

Then Chen Nanshan's face turned red in class, like a cooked shrimp, still steaming.Because of this, Chen Nanshan was called by the teacher to answer the question, but Chen Nanshan blushed like that, and He Qiuming was playing with the hand hanging by his side. His head was blank, and he couldn't answer the teacher's question, so Chen Nanshan Did not escape a sermon.

But even though his memory is not good, Chen Nanshan will still put his hand on He Qiuming's stomach whenever he has a chance later on. Even if his face will turn red because of this, he will not let go of the opportunity to touch his abdominal muscles.It's just that he touched his head too much later, which caused his boyfriend to react. Although he indulged He Qiuming to press him down several times after returning home that day because of guilt, and let him do whatever he wanted, but since then He Qiuming Still won't put his hands on his stomach in the classroom again.

Walking out of the memory, Chen Nanshan sighed, packed up the things on the desk, and was about to go to the Chinese class. He didn't expect to meet Yang Huai as soon as he left the office.

Yang Huai was on the phone.

Chen Nanshan saw that he was on the phone, and was afraid of disturbing him, so he planned to take a detour and walk up the stairs here. He never thought that Yang Huai would hang up the phone directly after seeing him, and then called him, "Mr. Chen, wait a minute."

"What's wrong?" Chen Nanshan stopped to look at Yang Huai without leaving.

Yang Huai skillfully put on Chen Nanshan's shoulders, and the two brothers said nicely, "Our teacher this year has saved a game and is asking me to come and play."

Chen Nanshan didn't doubt that there was him, and secretly sighed Yang Huai's sociability, "Where did you hear the news?"

Like him, if Yang Huai hadn't told him, he probably wouldn't have known about it.

Yang Huai laughed twice, explained to Chen Nanshan, and then asked him, "Are you going?"

"When?"

"Christmas Eve."

Chen Nanshan shook his head and refused, "No."

Yang Huai stopped, looked directly at Chen Nanshan, and asked hesitantly, "I have an appointment."

"Ah."

Yang Huai was silent for a while, and then guessed again, "Are you with the object?"

"No."

Yang Huai breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could speak, he heard Chen Nanshan add, "But it's about the same, I like him... He probably likes me too, the only difference is that we are not together."

After so long, Chen Nanshan still hasn't been able to get rid of his good habit of not being able to hide.

"..." Colleague, why hasn't he noticed Chen Nanshan's loving physique for so long?Yang Huai smiled helplessly, and patted Chen Nanshan on the shoulder, "Enough is enough, I refuse to show again."

Chen Nanshan smiled and followed Yang Huai up the stairs without answering his question.

Yang Huai couldn't be quiet for a few minutes, then opened his mouth and asked again, "How did Mr. Chen meet someone he likes? Tell me, I'm worried about dating my sweetheart."

"He asked me out."

"..." Yang Huai looked solemn, looked at Chen Nanshan again and again, and then sighed, "It's incomparable, we are different."

Chen Nanshan stood at the door of the classroom. Seeing that it was not time for class, his thoughts drifted away.In fact, it is not to blame for Yang Huai's reaction. He also had a look of disbelief when he heard He Qiuming say this.

Time went back to that snowy night.

He Qiuming sent Chen Nanshan home on a bicycle, and on the way He Qiuming let Chen Nanshan hug him around his waist. This was a rare intimacy for Chen Nanshan, so after arriving, Chen Nanshan was still a little bit reluctant.

He got off the back seat, looked at He Qiuming who was holding on to the bicycle, put aside the slight reluctance in his heart, and urged, "Go back quickly, it's cold even at night."

He was already happy enough tonight, he shouldn't be greedy for more happiness.

He Qiuming responded, but did not move, and stood still looking at Chen Nanshan.Chen Nanshan, who was going to wait for He Qiuming to leave before going up, couldn't help being curious when he saw He Qiuming like this, but he didn't intend to ask him, but said, "Then I'm going first?"

Not surprisingly, He Qiuming said yes.

Chen Nanshan sighed, turned and left, but at this moment He Qiuming called his name suddenly, Chen Nanshan immediately stopped and turned to look at him.

"what happened?"

He Qiuming wiped the snow off his shoulders, looked directly at Chen Nanshan and smiled, "Are you free on Christmas Eve?"

A guess formed in Chen Nanshan's mind. He looked at He Qiuming, who was smiling at the corner of his mouth, and resisted the hand that wanted to cover his chest to feel his heartbeat, and said with a smile, "I'm free."

He Qiuming changed his posture and said, "What about Christmas?"

"It's also available."

Chen Nanshan kept staring at He Qiuming, and the guess in his heart became clearer.It's just that He Qiuming didn't reply, but lowered his head, Chen Nanshan couldn't see the expression on his face clearly from a distance.

He rubbed the scarf around his neck, and made up his mind that as long as He Qiuming didn't ask him for it, he would take the scarf home, wash it and hide it.Chen Nanshan squinted at He Qiuming, saw that he was still the same as before, rolled his tongue, and said with a quick heartbeat, "He Qiuming, do you want to ask me out?"

Don't look at Chen Nanshan's calm performance, but in fact, his hand hanging by his side has long been pulled into a fist, and his heart, which was already beating very fast, has become a little faster now.

But obviously very nervous, Chen Nanshan still didn't look away, stubbornly trying to understand He Qiuming's reaction.

He saw He Qiuming raised his head, with a smile in his eyes and a smile on his mouth, and he heard He Qiuming's cold voice coming from the opposite side, but there was countless warmth hidden in his words.

He Qiuming said, "Then do you agree or not?"

Of course I agreed, I am willing to give you whatever you want.

Chen Nanshan lowered his eyes, then opened them again, ran towards He Qiuming, opened his arms and embraced He Qiuming, and hugged He Qiuming thoroughly for the first time when he was awake.

He Qiuming didn't push him away.

After a while, Chen Nanshan felt the extra hands on his waist that didn't belong to him. He smiled and bent his eyes. He leaned into He Qiuming's ear and whispered that he would definitely be willing.