My seven-year itch with my guard boyfriend

Jianqiu just thought that boy was strange at first.Whether it was his demeanor, expression or language when we first met, they were all too familiar.

And he had stalked him since the first time they met.Going to school, after school, eating and playing football, studying by yourself, even going to the toilet between classes, you have to go with him.Jianqiu usually doesn't like to cling to others, but when he is with him, he doesn't find it annoying.

The dew in the morning is still shining on the grass and trees, and the sun is still soft, shining brightly on the tall green trees and the youngsters under the trees.The boy was thin and tall, wearing a school uniform that looked like a torn sack, he still looked tall and tall, full of vigor.He was bored waiting, hung a pair of earphones against the tree, and whistled towards the dormitory building.Jianqiu knew it was him as soon as he heard it, and hurriedly put on his coat and ran down: "Why did you come downstairs today? Can't you just knock on the door of my dormitory?"

He said "Hi" and said, "That's right, a buddy in my dormitory woke up all of us in the dormitory by talking in his sleep. I saw that it was almost 05:30, so don't go to sleep. Go downstairs for a walk. Carry things on your back, and bring us breakfast."

He raised the plastic bag in his hand, which contained two cups of soy milk and four steamed buns, and smiled: "Then let's go."

"Let me tell you, he's very interesting when he sleeps, and there are so many shows that I'm ashamed of myself. Really, a few days ago in the monthly exam, I fell asleep at night and suddenly sat up, pointing at the wall and shouting 'conic curve, I *fuck* Your uncle', after talking about myself, hehehehehe, he went to sleep for a long time. I don’t know what he did to the uncle of the conic curve. He has to hug something when he sleeps at night. He has a doll stuffed with cotton, which seems to be a low-profile version. Stitch, let him be strangled with a big head and a thin neck. He already bared his fangs. With a big head, he can't see at all. Anything can be hung on the bedside... "

The two walked side by side, stepping on the green stone road, and walked through the wide tree-lined road. The young man kept talking, talking about things, smiling with crooked eyebrows, and while talking, he suddenly walked a few steps in front of Jianqiu, Facing him, he walked backwards, let out a long sigh, pinched Jianqiu's face: "What are you smirking about?"

Jianqiu was stunned.The place he pinched was a little hot.

When he was talking to the boy, he always turned his head to look at him from time to time, but he didn't realize that he was always smiling.

The boy still walked backwards, put his hands in his pockets, and sighed: "A good-looking person can do whatever he wants, and even a smirk is so handsome, there is no reason for it."

Jian Qiu shook his head, stretched out his hand to support him: "Be careful, there are obstacles."

The young man turned around and hooked Jianqiu's shoulder: "As expected of me..."

The shoulder-hooked posture brought the two of them very close, the boy's refreshing breath sprayed on his neck, and the ends of his hair brushed his face intentionally or unintentionally.But Jian Qiu didn't turn his head away, just looked at his side face one by one, the outline was very clean, and there was a circle of thin fluff around his ears.

He accidentally fiddled with the boy's ears.

The boy groaned, shrunk his shoulders and smiled: "What are you doing, it's so itchy."

He hooked his shoulders and started rambling again, but Jianqiu couldn't listen anymore and laughed.

what am i doing.

he thinks.

He walked side by side with the boy, but he felt as if he had stepped on the ground in a panic, because he had the terrifying thought of touching his side face and kissing his ear for a moment.

He didn't want to face that thought, it made him feel like a psychopath, thinking that way about a boy, about his friends, that he shouldn't have.But these emotions are like mosquito bites, horrible fantasies in the dark night, the more you scratch and hide, the more itchy and frightened you are.Even from then on, he couldn't face the young man calmly, he could only maintain a superficial calm, the young man laughed at Yan Yan unconsciously, Jian Qiu could only cruelly stop looking at him almost self-abuse.

But his voice fell into his ears without a trace.

Like the wind blowing all over the city, the vines that grow wildly in spring, the strands of branches are like teasing.

They have all become wicked.

What really sparked the thunder was that time, they were eating together in the cafeteria, he carried the plate upstairs, and the boy was below him, called out "Xiaoqiu", then slapped him on the hip like a joke, and gave him a playful smile .

Jianqiu held the plate without looking back, and walked up steadily, but the muscles all over his body were as tense as iron.

The young man couldn't see his face, Jian Qiu finally frowned unbearably and pursed his lips.

He felt ashamed and terrified under the eyes of everyone, because the emotions he tried to hide were revealed, because the fortress of self-deception collapsed, and because the primitive desire quietly raised his head.

He never said a word, but his heart was full of turbulent waves.

He stayed up all night that night.

Seeing that the sky is getting brighter and the morning light is faint, people's hearts are still not bright.He understood how he felt about the boy, but he finally decided what kind of identity he wanted to be by his side.

He can always be his closest friend, treat him as well as he can, accompany him through every important node in his life, and witness every happiest moment of him, no matter whether this happiness is related to him or not.

In his view, this emotion is taboo and immoral, he can't drag him into the abyss together, suffer the world's ostracism and blindness, various social injustices, parents' disappointment and even abandonment.He is such a carefree person, he should have had a very good life, even a little bit of this kind of thing will not work.

He thought that the young man's mind was pure, and he thought that even such thoughts were considered blasphemy.But that night the boy was lying beside him, teasing him as hard as he could.

The sound of breathing is what ignites the air, and the touch on the skin wipes out the reason, and the lover is sitting on him, skin to skin, undefended, doing the most seductive movements, and speaking the most seductive words of love , Everything is enough to make people fall into madness for a moment, for a moment he almost wanted to just obey him and make a fuss, but he didn't after all.

He controlled his reason, but he did not control his mouth.He didn't know what he said, the boy hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, and repeated his words in a daze with a heartbroken expression: "Crazy?"

The boy yelled at him with red eyes and told him to get lost, but he left in a panic.

He sat alone in the boy's room, the bed was messy, and the night was cold.He stayed in a daze for a long time, got up and made the bed, cleaned up the room for him, and then went to the next door to see the broken bed.

The bed board collapsed aggrievedly, and it looked like the result of being kicked down violently.

Jianqiu squatted beside the bed, unable to use his strength to hold the bed board.

His young man spent so much effort trying to get close to him, but he pushed him away mercilessly.

The wind outside the house was bitterly cold, piercing people's nerves and flesh, Jian Qiu walked for a while, then sent a text message to Lu Haipeng, asking him to bring a coat for the boy.

Lu Haipeng seemed to know something, he didn't ask anything, he just replied hello.

But what Jianqiu didn't expect was that the boy didn't come to class the next day. He looked at his empty seat and was always distracted in class, so he finally couldn't help asking Lu Haipeng: "What's wrong with him?"

Lu Haipeng raised his eyebrows: "You mean Da Shen'er? He is sick. He ran out of the house in the middle of the night yesterday looking for me to pick up skewers for some reason. He couldn't do it early this morning. He was vomiting and diarrhea and had a fever. Chengnan Farm What about the plague chicken that got bird flu? He is lying on his stomach at home now. His parents are not at home, and he has no one to take care of him. How about you go and see him at noon? I have something to do at noon. "

The young man was very ill, his eyes were blue, his face was sallow and gray, and his hair was unkempt. He leaned against the door and opened the door for him. When he saw him, he was obviously stunned. Qiu walked over to support him, and heard him whisper, "Why are you here?"

How could I not come.Jianqiu thought.

With such an illness, she couldn't wipe his face even if she wanted to, so she turned around and squeezed his wrist, hoarse, and said stubbornly and aggrievedly: "If you don't have the heart, don't come to recruit me."

The two were relatively speechless, and the boy glared at him with bloodshot eyes, as if something was wrong with him.

What else can I do, it's not just holding, accompanying, and taking care of her, but I can't touch her.

Jianqiu was not good at words, he didn't know how to prevaricate at this time.Wiped his face, combed his hair, turned around and left.

The boy woke up once, drank some porridge, recovered a bit, and fell asleep again, hiding back with a playful smile, vowing to never cross the line again.Jian Qiu quietly opened the door of the young man's room, walked over, and half-kneeled beside the young man's bed, step by step as if stepping on his own heart.

"I'm sorry for you," he said.

You don't cross the line anymore, but I can't help it.

The moment when lips and teeth meet is like a poppy, it is a little sweetness before the end of the apocalypse, and it is also the new fermented grains of green ants when they return from the journey.

And he stopped for a moment.

The memory that has been orderly for nearly 20 years suddenly became disorganized, the rift in time and space suddenly opened, and the memories of ten years suddenly rushed like wild horses. The young master quietly reunited——

That is how many years of being together, how many years of embracing and sleeping together, how much lingering love has been carved into the bones, and how much has become a habit of care and companionship.

He turned his head slowly, looked at the boy, and he also looked at him, smiling slyly.

Jianqiu's voice trembled: "...is that you?"

The boy's smile froze for a moment, and he sat up abruptly in a daze: "You remember?"

Without saying a word, Jianqiu pulled him into his arms and hugged him tightly.The young man rushed over and strangled him desperately, and suddenly punched him hard: "... dog, Po Meng is drinking tons of soup, why don't you remember it until I'm buried in the ground."

Jianqiu rested his head on the boy's shoulder: "I was wrong."

The boy gritted his teeth: "Will you give it?"

He is kind and generous: "Give."

The boy was silent for a long time, and when he spoke again, he felt a little wronged."I thought you wouldn't think about it anymore," he said.

Jianqiu didn't know what to say, he stroked his back step by step.

He hugged Jianqiu very tiredly, and said: "I don't even know if you don't remember me, you still belong to me."

Jianqiu's heart clenched into a ball, and he gently kissed his side cheek one by one: "Yes."

Always and forever yours.

The author has something to say:

Let's look at the story of Fanwai Er from Xiaoqiu's perspective.

There is about one more chapter left in the whole Fanwai II. It can be regarded as the afterlife of the main text, or it can be regarded as a time and space parallel to the main text. In short, the two stories are real at the same time.

But in this world, youth is in full bloom, there are endless distances and countless possibilities, there is a free future and gentle relatives and friends, there is the broadest future and the most beautiful story, but I still love you.