stray

Chapter 49

"It's too urgent. I knew it should be packed in an envelope. It has a sense of ceremony." He Nian said.

This time Yan Ruizhi finally couldn't say "what are you doing in the literature appreciation class", but just read it two or three times, and his eyes were full of the last four words, you found me.

He Nian rubbed against him with a bit of unobtrusive pride: "If you like it, I'll write a new one for you next time, and read it to you every day."

It was somewhat shameful to read it out, Yan Ruizhi stretched out his hand and pushed the other party, but it was useless: "Don't read it."

Without being pushed away by him, the other party used his chin to grind the depression on Yan Ruizhi's collarbone, hugged his waist with both hands, and called him stickyly: "Mr. Yan."

When He Nian puts on his clothes well, it is not obvious, but when he takes them off, he reveals firm and beautiful muscle lines, which are not overly exaggerated, and look smoother and more beautiful.

Because he was affected by the movement, Yan Ruizhi's chest was still pressed against his chest, and the sound of his heartbeat was steady and powerful, which could not be ignored.

This posture is extremely intimate, Yan Ruizhi only feels that he is enveloped, as if the aftertaste of just now has not faded, he is dizzy at the same time, and light at the same time.

The window of the room was half opened, and the summer breeze was blowing in. The stuffiness before was gone, and it was only a lot cooler.

"Why are you still calling this?" Yan Ruizhi said softly with his face up.

"I'm used to it, I can't change it."

He Nian kissed him on the neck in this position again: "And you don't think this title is sometimes kind of—"

Yan Ruizhi twisted his back hard, and successfully heard the other party's cry of pain.

"And didn't I write it on the paper just now?" He Nian narrowed his eyes in pain before continuing.

"what?"

"Title." The other party repeatedly nibbled and struggled with a small piece of flesh in his mouth, and said vaguely, "I seem to be writing, for my favorite... baby."

Yan Ruizhi was still embarrassed when he blurted out the words that made his teeth sore, his face turned red suddenly, and he didn't know how to respond.

"Really, when I went out for half a month, I always imagined what it would be like when I came back." He Nian said, "I really thought about it a lot, but...you know it too."

The boss of the company brought the interns together to skip work, and they didn't have any other projects after returning home. They really hit it off, and they got it from afternoon to night.

Yan Rui thought belatedly, if Hao Shuai knew about this, would he directly yell that the company was really doomed.

The two of them were blowing in the wind, and He Nian tapped lightly on his skin with his fingers. His body seemed to be a black and white key. There is a melody.

Yan Ruizhi was tickled by him, and wanted to wave him away: "What are you playing?"

Unexpectedly, He Nian actually responded, "Mendelssohn."

Yan Rui was at a loss for words.

"I practiced this song the most when I was a child." He Nian smiled, his voice was deep and pleasant, and it really brought a touch of Mendelssohn's romantic clarity, and told him about the past.

"I know I can only be considered a bit talented, but I can't be called outstanding, and sometimes I don't like to practice." He said, "But at that time I liked dogs very much, so my mother gave me a condition, and I can do it after I finish it. Pick one you like."

"Later, I raised Xiaowangcai." He Nian smiled, "Based on this, it is not considered young."

Yan Ruizhi listened to him a lot. He had never experienced such a peaceful and warm past, and the more he listened, the more serious he became.

Seeing his support, He Nian became more and more enthusiastic: "Then when I was riding a horse..."

Yan Ruizhi asked casually, "Did you learn this when you were young?"

"...No, yes, I learned it when I was camping." He Nian's voice tightened, and he quickly explained.

Fortunately, Yan Ruizhi didn't suspect anything, and responded, just worried that he had fallen at that time.

He Nian paused this time before tentatively calling him: "Mr. Yan."

"Ok?"

"I..." He gritted his teeth, his voice a little nervous, "Aren't you going to ask about my family?"

"If you want to talk, you will tell me." Yan Ruizhi didn't force him, but just said lightly.

"What if, I mean what if, it's not the same as what you think?" He Nian sat up straight this time and said, "Although it's a bit early to say this now, I did think about it and I want to show you From my family."

Hearing what he said, Yan Rui immediately ignored the "what if" in front of him, and panicked for a moment: "You..."

"Don't be afraid! I've told my mom once before, she will definitely like you very much, she has a good temper, but not as good as you—"

The person he said "has a better temper than his own mother" looked embarrassed: "What are you doing!"

He Nian said pitifully, "Mr. Yan, don't be embarrassed."

"I've thought about it from the beginning, I'm not serious, I don't want you to think of me in the future, just 'a good memory', I don't want to just walk with you for a while, as long as you want, I will always walk with you to the end."

"So I will definitely think about those, don't treat me like a child."

Yan Ruizhi reached out and touched He Nian's hair.

I said that I wanted to try with him. Although I was catalyzed by impulse, I didn't know what to say when I spoke, and I was prepared that this relationship might just be a temporary novelty for young people.

But now he told himself that he had thought about it for a long time and wanted to keep going.

His heart became more and more sore, different from the bewildered night in the playground, maybe it was the moment when we met today, maybe it was the hug he rushed to him, maybe it was that little poem...

Instead, it became softer and warmer.

"Happy New Year." Yan Ruizhi looked down at him seriously, and gently stroked the other's face with his fingertips.

"Here it is." He Nian agreed, bending his eyes and smiling at him, "There is no difficulty that cannot be solved, I will work hard."

"Yeah." He looked into the other's bright eyes, and remembered what he said in the dark night, that his future would be bright.

He was still so confident, the adult's weighing and hesitation failed to find him in time, and he still had a youthful promise, but he was so vivid this night.

"Okay." Yan Ruizhi said.

"Really, you trust me." He Nian rubbed his face against his fingers and spoke to him word by word.

"As long as you don't leave me."

——As long as you don't leave me.

Yan Ruizhi was dazed for a moment.

This sentence is too familiar, he has said it to others many years ago.

At that time, he followed Yan Xue all day long. He studied too early, and Yan Xue was several years older than him. When he moved in junior high school, Yan Ruizhi began to follow him to and from school.

Yan Xue was beaten and scolded all day long for fighting and studying, but Yan Ruizhi still followed him.

Yan Xue did not attend cram school in the third year of junior high school, and Yan Ruizhi was worried that something would happen to him, so he simply skipped his own class, using the excuse of following him, and promised: "I will not sue."

The implication is to let Yan Xue take him with him.

The other party is always impatient: "Really?"

At that time, he still couldn't express his emotions, so he nodded quickly: "Really. As long as you don't abandon me."

It's just that later Yan Xue still left him more than once, and even tried to get farther away from him.

At that time, I said this because I was afraid, afraid of not fitting in, afraid of being abandoned, afraid of having nothing.

But now it's different, he doesn't have to think about those anymore, just for himself.

Yan Ruizhi didn't expect that after more than ten years, the two sides were reversed, and someone would actually say such a thing to him.

He suddenly wanted to nod, to say some nasty words that he had never said before, or to do something else so that He Nian would not feel so insecure.

He lowered his head and stared at each other: "Niannian."

The person called by him nodded and looked at him: "Hey."

"Come here." Yan Ruizhi said as before leaving.

He Nian listened to him everything, smiled happily, moved closer, and heard his breath.

Yan Ruizhi supported his chin, and leaned over to put his lips on it.

He closed his eyes, kissed very shallowly, but very seriously, touching carefully and gently.

In the end, he still didn't know how to express it, so he could only use actions to express it tentatively.

I didn't go.

I will not leave you.

I believe you.

The heartbeats of the two re-fused to the same frequency, and He Nian gently opened his teeth.

Yan Ruizhi feels that he is as light as a feather at this moment, and he keeps rising in this world, the wind will not disperse, and the rain will not get wet.

He just feels free.

After the long and entangled kiss was over, he finally shoved He Nian embarrassingly: "Go take a bath."

The other party said "oh" in high spirits, and didn't say much, but he was probably too excited, and when Yan Ruizhi didn't notice, he suddenly picked him up and walked steadily to the bathroom.

He was startled by the sudden weightlessness, and subconsciously stretched his arms around He Nian's neck. He didn't look up at him, but put his face against his chest: "It's not like I can't walk."

"Yeah." He Nian agreed, but he didn't put him down until he entered the bathroom.

Yan Ruizhi reached out to turn on the shower, and cool, fine drops of water dripped down on the two of them.

Just as he turned his back to get something else, his hands were suddenly cut back by the other party.

"Hey—"

Different from the warmth just now, the fiery kiss fell again, completely blocking him with a scorching breath.

He Nian was so strong that he succumbed without much struggle.

The shower was still working dutifully, Yan Ruizhi was pushed to the door of the bathroom.

The white mist rose continuously, like dry ice commonly used in the atmosphere of the stage, and he only had time to let out a soft "ah" before he was stuck and pressed against the cold glass door of the bathroom.

An ambiguous and clear outline was left on the glass that was originally foggy and blurred. It was five fingerprints and a large blank space.

Another pioneering and plundering, his voice was covered by water droplets, the back of the cold and hard glass was the scorching room temperature, and the water vapor was still condensing and becoming blurred again.

He Nian is taller than him, obviously pressing down on him, and standing under the shower, kissing him with his chin, his face is covered with water drops, the sound of water is loud and clear, pattering on the marble floor on the ground.

When the sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped, Yan Ruizhi walked out by himself, wrapped in a bath towel, not letting anyone touch him.

He Nian followed him in fear of falling, so he kept coaxing: "It was cleaned!"

Yan Ruizhi didn't bother to talk to him for 10 minutes. After he finished watching the news, he finally raised his eyes to look at the person not far away.

He frowned when he saw it.

He Nian immediately asked flatteringly, "What are your orders?"

Seeing the wet hair on his forehead, Yan Ruizhi couldn't help but said, "Come here."

The other party didn't dare to resist, and walked over obediently.

Yan Ruizhi sat on the bed, and He Nian sat cross-legged under the bed.

Before he could speak, he felt a towel covering him.

Yan Ruizhi took a towel and rubbed it back and forth on his head, soaking up the wet drops of water, and repeated several times before ordering: "Go and get a hair dryer."

As soon as the towel was pulled off, He Nian's messy wet hair was fluffed up, his eyes were covered, and they were soaked wet, looking rather funny.

He didn't respond, but he took a look at Yan Ruizhi and was amused, so he got better tempered, and when He Nian sat down again, he started to pluck his hair with his fingers, blowing it gently for him.

The room was full of the sound of the hair dryer, but Yan Ruizhi felt calmer than ever.

When it was almost done, he unplugged the plug and patted He Nian on the shoulder: "That's it."

He Nian's face was itchy, and he subconsciously shook his head.

——It looks more like a dog's reaction after blowing its fur.

Yan Ruizhi himself forgot the expression on his face, He Nian looked at him and said, "President Yan, what are you laughing at?"

Only then did he realize that he was stunned: "It's nothing."

However, He Nian has already approached with a smile: "You look good when you smile."

As he said that, he already stepped up with his long legs, and touched his lips stickily.

Yan Ruizhi was so kissed by him that he couldn't help it, the two were trapped in the soft quilt, he couldn't refuse, so he stretched out his arms and hugged him, he just felt that the enthusiastic college student was really...

"The next time you want to kiss, at least say something."

When the New Year finally subsided and got into the quilt, before Yan Ruizhi closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think about it.

"Oh."

The other party agreed, but I don't know if I remember it or not.