The rainstorm came suddenly, but it couldn't lower the rising temperature in the room.
Summer has finally officially arrived.
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Lin Zhiyi and Han Xu didn't leave the house for the entire weekend.
On Monday morning, Lin Zhiyi got up as usual and planned to go to the piano room to practice.
When I sat up, my waist ached as if it had been run over and reassembled.
He sighed and limped off to wash up.
Only after raising his face from the pool did Lin Zhiyi feel a little more sober.
Someone hugged his waist from behind. Han Xu kissed him behind his ear and rested his chin on his shoulder. His voice was still a little hoarse and low after just waking up: "Brother, good morning."
The friction of the skin brought a slight itch, and Lin Zhiyi shrank back, but was forced to turn his head as the other person pressed on the back of his head, and the soft touch pressed down on him.
Only when the circles under my eyes turned red could I breathe.
"I'm going to the piano room." Lin Zhiyi supported the other person's body and stabilized his body.
"Is this the way to go?"
Han Xu tapped his collarbone.
In the mirror, the young man's fair skin was covered with blue and red spots.
What you can see is just the tip of the iceberg. Further down, it becomes even more mottled, and you can hardly find a complete piece of white.
Lin Zhiyi's ears felt slightly hot, and he retorted, "It's so hot, I can't just buy black gauze to wrap myself up, right?"
"May I?"
He actually asked in a very serious tone.
"...No!" Lin Zhiyi raised his hand to knock the other person on the head, but his wrist was caught, pressed against the sink and bitten hard.
After they separated, Han Xu suggested to him: "Just practice piano at home, it's very hot outside."
Lin Zhiyi hesitated, and Han Xu assured him, "I won't disturb you. I'll just watch from the side, just like before."
"Okay." Lin Zhiyi compromised and was hugged tighter.
Han Xu rested his chin on his neck and sniffed the faint fragrance of the same shampoo as his own at the end of his hair.
As if integrated into one.
The piano practice went smoothly, and Han Xu did not disturb her.
At night, after finishing again, Han Xu pinched his knuckles and said, "Come to practice piano every weekend. I want to spend more time with you."
When he said this, Lin Zhiyi had not yet recovered from the spasm and responded in a daze.
After that, not only on weekends, but whenever he had time, Han Xu would find the right opportunity to pester her.
After the first taste, the boy became addicted to it. Even if he promised to stop, he always had various ways to coax the other party to continue again and again.
Lin Zhiyi has always been a dull person, but under the strong offensive, he gradually fell into depravity.
Sometimes when I recover from my rapid breathing and look up at the sky, I find that a long time has passed.
Although he was indulgent, Han Xu was very attentive to Lin Zhiyi's feelings and always observed his expression. Whenever he frowned, he would stop carefully and ask him what was wrong, as if he was a porcelain doll that would break if touched.
From childhood to adulthood, Lin Zhiyi has been praised by relatives and friends for being "sensible", "mature" and "independent".
But in front of the boy who was one year younger than him, he became the one being taken care of.
And...this feeling is not disgusting at all.
Sometimes I even think... How nice it would be if time could stay here and never move forward.
But all the expectations and hopes fell apart after I received that phone call.
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