Chapter 737: Husband, no, crying and begging for mercy...
The dim twilight gradually descended, and the sky and the earth were stitched together, with no boundaries.
The villa area immersed in darkness is unusually quiet.
Only the subtle sounds in the bedroom made people blush and their hearts beat faster.
Lin Yuan has been maintaining the same posture for almost an hour.
He felt pain in his waist and legs, and his lower body felt almost numb.
Finding that Song Shiyue had no intention of ending, Lin Yuan could no longer hold on. He rested his forehead on his shoulder and said lightly, "When will it end? I'm so tired!"
"Are you still having these random thoughts in your head now?"
Song Shiyue lowered his head to look for his eyes and kissed his eyelids, which were pink from crying. "Do you still feel that you haven't helped me?"
Lin Yuan shook his head: "No...not anymore."
The cost of daydreaming was too high for him to bear.
Song Shiyue rubbed his head: "Xiao Yuanzi, you are not sincere enough!"
"No...I'm serious."
Lin Yuan hugged him and acted coquettishly: "No, I promise, I won't have such nonsense in the future."
There was a crying tone in his voice, which made people want to bully him severely.
Song Shiyue leaned over and picked him up: "Go back to the bedroom... I don't think I'm tired enough."
Not enough? ! ! ! Lin Yuan opened his eyes wide in horror: "You want more..."
"Wife, don't forget, we are on vacation."
Song Shiyue's low panting sound fell into Lin Yuan's ears, making his head dizzy instantly. He felt his thoughts wandering and he didn't know what day it was.
He only came to his senses from the impact when he was carried back to the bedroom and pressed onto the bed.
But it was too late.
He lost his best chance to resist and was suppressed by Song Shiyue.
When Lin Yuan couldn't bear it any longer, he begged for mercy in a low voice.
Song Shiyue was the most susceptible to this kind of behavior and was unwilling to continue to torment him.
I carried him to the bathroom, rubbed him in my arms and took a hot bath.
Coming out of the bathroom, Lin Yuan collapsed in Song Shiyue's arms with his eyes half closed.
His long eyelashes concealed the blur in his eyes, making him look even more lazy.
Song Shiyue looked down at him, unable to suppress the infatuation in his eyes, and sucked on his lips: "My little Yuanzi is so sweet."
Lin Yuan moved his head towards his arms and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"How are you going to spend the Spring Festival?"
"In Kyoto, this is how we celebrated the past years."
Song Shiyue's father is in poor health and stays in a nursing home all year round. His mother is often by his side.
He usually doesn't go back to Kyoto during the Chinese New Year, and he's used to being alone.
But he felt particularly sad when he thought that Lin Yuan could not be with him, counting the New Year’s bells together, and watching the New Year’s Eve fireworks together.
I always feel that life has lost interest without this person.
"Little Yuanzi, I want to be greedy for once and keep you here."
Lin Yuan frowned in confusion: "This... I haven't been home for more than half a year."
The last time he went back was during the May Day holiday. He was busy working to earn money during the summer vacation and did not go home. His parents have been calling him recently, asking him to go home as soon as possible to celebrate the New Year.
But Song Shiyue also needs someone to accompany him.
Lin Yuan was in a dilemma.
He hugged Song Shiyue and said, "I'll be home for a week... no, I'll be back in five days. Can you wait for me?"
The guilt in Lin Yuan's eyes instantly dispelled the discomfort in Song Shiyue's heart.
He has occupied Lin Yuan for so long, he should be allowed to accompany his parents on special days.
Song Shiyue pinched Lin Yuan's cheek and said, "Go back and spend more time with your uncle and aunt, and come back after the fifth day of the new year."
In fact, Lin Yuan wanted to come back on the second day of the Chinese New Year, but his hometown attaches great importance to the Chinese New Year.
His parents probably wouldn't agree to him returning to Kyoto so soon.
well!
what to do?
Lin Yuan was worried!
"Didn't you say you were tired? Go to bed early."
Song Shiyue's gentle voice came over, and his large palm was placed on his back, pulling him into his arms.
He could clearly smell the scent of Song Shiyue, familiar, comfortable, and nostalgic... Lin Yuan closed his eyes and suddenly said with determination: "Song Shiyue, come home with me!"
"go home?"
Song Shiyue was very surprised. When he met Lin Yuan's burning eyes, he seemed to understand Lin Yuan's thoughts.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the boy in his arms seriously and attentively: "Xiao Yuanzi, what identity do I have to go home with you?"
Song Shiyue had an answer in his heart that was about to come out, but he wanted to hear Lin Yuan say it.
Lin Yuan's lips moved, and he said firmly: "Boyfriend!"
Song Shiyue laughed, his voice reserved.
Lin Yuan looked up at him, his eyes filled with resentment: "Are you making fun of me?"
"Silly! I'm just happy."
Song Shiyue hugged him tightly and said, "I'm really happy."
The fact that Lin Yuan was able to bring him home to meet his parents was enough to prove that he was in her heart.
"I won't go this year. I'll wait until after the Spring Festival... and find a more suitable time."
Song Shiyue hasn't finished the work at hand yet and will be busy until the end of the year.
Not only did rushing over so suddenly cause trouble for Lin Yuan's parents, but the most important thing was that it was not formal enough.
He wanted to finish the chores at hand and then start arranging his marriage with Lin Yuan.
After meeting their parents, they naturally have to get married. After graduation, they have to change their relationship. Lin Yuan is not only his little courtyard but also Song Shiyue's legal lover.
But he didn't plan to tell these things for the time being, thinking of giving Lin Yuan a surprise.
Lin Yuan felt a little lost in his heart: "Aren't you going home with me?"
"Next year, the year after, and the years after that... I will go back with you every year."
Song Shiyue hugged him tightly: "Even if you chase me away at that time, I won't leave."
"I won't chase you away. I'm just worried that you might not like a small place like the county town."
"No! No matter how poor or simple it is there, it's the best for me. Because my little Yuanzi came from there. Without the upbringing of my hometown, there wouldn't be such an outstanding little Yuanzi."
Lin Yuan's heart felt hot and swollen, as if it was filled up.
He thought Song Shiyue would dislike small towns, but it turned out he was overthinking it.
"Song Shiyue, thank you!"
"What nonsense! There's no need to say thank you between us."
Song Shiyue leaned over and kissed his forehead: "It's late! Go to bed!"
Lin Yuan closed his eyes, leaned on Song Shiyue's arms and quickly fell asleep.
morning,
When Lin Yuan woke up, Song Shiyue was no longer at home.
His tutoring classes have ended, and he just goes back to the club to help out in the evening.
Lin Yuan had nothing to do during the day, so he sat in the living room watching TV.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, major satellite TV stations are broadcasting images of ordinary people buying New Year’s goods.
The New Year atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.
But it seems there is no way to blur the lines of this empty villa.
Lin Yuan's eyes swept across the huge living room. He felt particularly desolate when he imagined that Song Shiyue was alone guarding such a large empty house at this moment of family reunion.
The servants will go home in a few days. How will Song Shiyue prepare the New Year’s Eve dinner?
Can he eat dumplings?
Lin Yuan stood up from the sofa and ran upstairs to change his clothes.
He took the car keys and went out.
An hour later, Lin Yuan returned to the villa carrying a lot of bags.
He went into the kitchen, took out the ingredients from the shopping bag, and started preparing dumplings.
He prepared the dumplings now so that Song Shiyue could eat them during the Chinese New Year.
Although there are still many days before the Chinese New Year, it will not go bad if stored in the refrigerator. The taste will be affected, but it should still taste good.
Lin Yuan spent a day filling the refrigerator.
He collapsed on the sofa, rubbing his aching wrist.
It turns out that making dumplings is also a strenuous job.
The phone on the table suddenly rang.
Lin Yuan answered the phone.
The father's kind voice came from the receiver: "Lin Yuan! Isn't it vacation time? Why haven't you come back yet?"
"Maybe in a few days! My workplace isn't closed for the holiday yet."
Lin Yuan wanted to stay with Song Shiyue for a few more days in Kyoto.
This time he goes back, he might not be back until the seventh day of the New Year.
"Come back soon! Your mother and I miss you."
Lin Yuan couldn't refuse his father's expectant voice. "Dad, I'll buy the tickets and call you."
"Come back tomorrow! Your cousin is getting married! He's having a wedding in town, and he came to ask me today if you can come back for the wedding."
Lin Yuan hesitated for a moment, but decided to go back to attend his cousin's wedding.
"Dad, I'll book the tickets now."
After ending the call, Lin Yuan logged into the ticket booking app using his mobile phone.
As the Chinese New Year approaches, train tickets are in short supply.
He failed to get a ticket.
Song Shiyue came back from outside and saw Lin Yuan lying on the sofa, checking the departure time of the bus.
He leaned over and kissed Lin Yuan on the hair: "Book a ticket home now?"
"I didn't expect it to happen so soon. My dad called today and told me that my cousin is getting married tomorrow and asked me to go back to attend the wedding."
Lin Yuan was worried: "I don't have a train ticket on the wall."
"Little fool, where can you get a ticket at this time?"
Song Shiyue rubbed his head and said, "This place is not far from your home. Let's drive back."
"drive?"
"Don't you have a driver's license? Last time you went out with me, I saw that you drove quite well."
"I'll drive away, what will you do?"
"This isn't the only car your husband has."
Song Shiyue turned his wrist to check his watch: "The mall is still open at this time, let's go buy some gifts first."
Lin Yuan looked at him blankly: "Why buy a gift?"
"Take it back to your parents and tell them I bought it. As their boyfriend, I can't go back to see them, but I have to give them gifts even if they're not there. And your cousin is getting married, so I have to buy him a wedding gift."
Song Shiyue took Lin Yuan's hand and walked out of the house and drove to the mall.
Bought a lot of things.
Lin Yuan went upstairs to pack his luggage. He only brought a few sets of clothes.
When he walked down the stairs dragging his suitcase, he saw Song Shiyue had changed his clothes and looked like he was going out.
"Are you going out too?"
"Go home with you."
"Really?" Lin Yuan was very happy.
But when he realized he didn’t have a suitcase with him, he instantly realized, “You have to take me home and then come back.”
"I'm worried it's not safe for you to be alone while driving at night."
Song Shiyue put his arm around his waist and said, "Let's go! It's only a two-hour journey, so it won't take too long to go back and forth."
"But you have work tomorrow."
"You drive back, and I'll drive back. I can get some sleep in the car."
Song Shiyue leaned over and hugged him: "Do you really have to say it so bluntly? I just can't bear to leave you!"
Lin Yuan's eyes instantly turned red.
He held Song Shiyue's face and kissed his lips: "I can't bear to leave you either."
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