Lorraine Yuan didn't want to remember the memories of eating chicken chops that afternoon and crying into tears.
He was crying while tearing at the wound, it was very miserable, the more it hurt the more he wanted to cry.
In the end, like a child, holding a pack of chicken chops in his arms, holding milk tea in his left hand, and being led home by Yu Han in his right hand. In a daze, it seemed that many people were peeping and watching, but Yu Han walked quietly beside him, ignoring all the scrutiny.
Just like what he said, don't be afraid, with him, Yu Han is like a towering mountain, blocking all eyes.
When they arrived at Yu Han's house, Luo Linyuan was also sleepy from crying. When Yu Han applied the medicine to him, Luo Linyuan's body kept shaking and he couldn't open his eyes.
Seeing him like this, Yu Han asked him if he was still taking a bath, of course Luo Linyuan had to.
Yu Han took off his chicken chop-smelling clothes, put him in warm water, made bubbles for him, wrapped him in a sunflower bath towel, dried him, put on soft pajamas, and then Tuck it into the quilt.
Lorraine wanted to sleep when she was close to the pillow, tossing and turning, and her face hurt when she touched the pillow.
After waking up from the pain several times, Yu Han had no choice but to change his clothes, get into the bed and hug his waist, fix his posture, and let him sleep peacefully.
Luo Linyuan was hugged awake, his eyes were wide open, Yu Han laughed and said, "Sleep?"
The person in his arms shook his head silently, then moved around, found a good position, put his ear on his chest, as if telling a secret: "Your heartbeat sounds so good."
Yu Han said, "Aren't the heartbeats the same?"
Luo Linyuan wrapped his legs around Yu Han's, clinging tightly: "It's different, yours is different."
Listening to his heartbeat, he endured his drowsiness and said, "Do you know the little prince?"
Yu Han stroked his hair and said he knew.
Lorraine Yuan slowly closed his eyelids: "I am the fox you tamed. When you tamed me, my life will be completely different. In this world, no one's heartbeat can be the same as yours."
He yawned: "You little prince has no roses, you are not allowed to like... roses... you can only like... me" His voice became smaller and smaller, only grunting, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
A lock of Luo Linyuan's hair lay in Yu Han's palm. He hugged the shoulder of the person in his arms tightly, and murmured: "There are no roses, the little prince only likes little princesses." up.
His face was hot with embarrassment, but his arms were as full as if he was holding the whole world, which was his most precious treasure.
Lorraine slept too much all day and woke up in the middle of the night.
He carefully backed out of Yu Han's arms, recalling what happened before going to bed, feeling annoyed in his heart. Tonight Yu Han skipped work for him again, why does he always affect Yu Han's money.
Why don't he first pay Yu Han the living expenses transferred to Alipay as his salary.
When he has no money, he sneaks back home. If Lin Shu doesn’t give him a good face, he will ask Uncle Wu for pocket money. If it’s not good, he can call grandma and ask grandma to give him a red envelope. Grandma loves him the most. up.
A chair and a small lamp in front of the bed, Lorraine Yuanshui felt like keeping the lamp, but when she was at Yu Han's house before, she was sensible enough not to ask for this.
Because he didn't want to affect Yu Han's sleep quality, looking at the lamp, he didn't know how Yu Han knew that he had to light the lamp for the night.
He was sitting on a chair with a mess of hair on his head, playing Doudizhu on silent on his phone. The night is too late, at three o'clock in the morning, Doudizhu is not accompanied, only man-machine, very unpleasant.
Luo Linyuan took many kinds of photos of Yu Han who was sleeping with his mobile phone. Yu Han was so photogenic.
Under the warm lamp, the sleeping boy has high brows and deep eyes, two shadows cast by his long eyelashes, tight skin, and light-colored lips, so beautiful that he seems to be kissed deeply.
Lorraine was not addicted enough to take pictures from afar. He tiptoed out, found his schoolbag, took out a pen and paper, and went back to the bed, laying it down with Chinese books. He wanted to draw a portrait of Yu Han.
Although Lin Shu didn't recognize his ability, he was somewhat talented in art, and he considered taking an art class when he was a sophomore in high school.
It's just that, as the young master of the Luo family, it was obviously not reasonable to spend time at the University of the Arts to study finance at an undergraduate university, so he gave up without even thinking about it.
Even so, he still learned some sketching, which happened to be able to give Yu Han a romance.
Outlining, smearing, overlapping of virtual and real, the lines are arranged layer by layer, and the lines of Yu Han's eyebrows and eyes are presented on the paper with black, white and gray. He is a clean freak, but he is willing to smear on the toner with his hands, and outline the outline of his beloved with his fingertips.
After a long time, a semi-finished product appeared, and the painting was so similar that even he was surprised that his painting skills could be brought into full play when painting Yu Han.
Maybe it's because when creating, it's always unusual to have love with it, like a burning firework, exhausting everything in itself, just to leave a brilliant picture.
The portrait works are decent, but he is unwilling to give them away. He rubs the slippery toner between his fingers, feeling ashamed to show his lover his unsightly works. Too shy, but I don't want to send it.
This is just the first one, there will be many more between them. He can draw many, many Yu Han, and then choose the best one, and give it to him who is the best.
Lorraine carefully put away the painting, sneaked to the bathroom to wash his hands, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to brush his teeth, it was a crime.
After returning to the bed with the sweet smell of strawberries in his mouth, Luo Linyuan fell into doubts about life. Yu Han thought he was so sweet.
The toothbrush was mint-flavored last time, but this time the toothpaste was replaced with children's toothpaste, strawberry-flavored, and it tasted so sweet that he almost swallowed it.
He walked away stealthily, then returned furtively, wishing he could turn into a feather and fly onto the bed. However, Luo Yu failed to get on the bed, and Yu Han was awakened by him, with half-opened eyes, murmured his name in his throat, stretched out his hand, and embraced him.
Even in his sleep, he was still thinking about the wound on Lorraine Yuan's face. He turned him over to sleep, hugged him behind his back, and rubbed his face on the back of his neck cutely, then breathed evenly and long, and fell into the deep sleep.
Poor Lorraine was caressed by his dry lips on the neck, and there was a surge of electricity, which went straight to the navel, and raised the flag tremblingly, but he could only bear it, because the back still hurt, it was inhumane.
In the early morning of the second day, the alarm clock woke Yu Han up. Lorraine leaned on him and gave him a strawberry-flavored kiss, and said in a yellow voice, "Why do you like strawberries so much? Next time, please use a strawberry cover."
Yu Han was still in a state of unconsciousness, hugging Luo Linyuan's buttocks and pressing on his body, coaxing Luo Linyuan, then said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't want to hurt, don't flirt."
The six-character motto can be called a classic, and it is forbidden to die.
Luo Linyuan and Yu Han huddled together to brush their teeth, carefully avoiding the wound, spit out white bubbles, and imagined the future: "You said that we will go to the toilet to brush our teeth after we go to work, I think it's fun."
Yu Han rinsed his mouth and wiped his face, then glanced at him lightly: "No, because I definitely got up earlier than you."
It seemed very reasonable, and could not be refuted. If he hadn't slept all day yesterday, he wouldn't have woken up this morning.
It is far from the first time that Lorraine goes to school with Yu Han. It is still a bus, and there are seats in the morning. Yu Han took out a wet tissue from his schoolbag, gave him one, and asked him to wipe the chair.
Far from being useless, Lorraine sat down generously. Although it's not very comfortable, I can't help but wonder how many people have sat on it, but in fact it's not much different from a taxi, so it's so hypocritical.
Cleanliness belongs to cleanliness, if it goes too far, it needs to be corrected.
It's just the life of the first eighteen years, Lorraine is far from changing this idea.
He always thought that when he got his driver's license when he became an adult, he would no longer have to take a taxi to go out with Fang Xiao and the others. He doesn't like taxis either, especially the ones that smell bad, and he almost faints.
Masks and fragrances are necessary for Lorraine to go out. There are too many things to do.
Only Fang Xiao can change along with him, and now there is another Yu Han.
He did have a car, Luo Ting bought it for him, and it was parked in the garage to grow fur, just to wait for his little master.
But now he changed his mind because of Yu Han.
Although Yu Han is very capable of making money, he is still a student with limited abilities. He is willing to take the bus with Yu Han, he has to get used to it.
If he keeps holding it, making the gap between the two of them seem too big, wouldn't it be easy to go wrong.
Romeo and Zhu Miye did not become grudges because they died before they eloped successfully.
Lorraine thought he thought very deeply, and was even moved by himself the most. He turned around and wanted to show how sensible and affectionate he was with Yu Han's compliments, but he was taken aback by Yu Han's side face bathed in the morning light.
Bewitched by her beauty, Luo Linyuan forgot all the sacrifices, wandering around under Yu Han's jeans.
A heart is like heated corn, which gradually expands until it explodes with a beep and becomes a sweet and milky popcorn.
Yu Han was wearing a single earphone, and the other earphone was spinning in his hand.
Lorraine walked over: "I want to listen too."
Yu Han looked away from the window, looked at him but didn't hand over the earphones, but put forward a condition: "Xia Fu's birthday will be tonight."
Luo Linyuan responded honestly, and then thought of the last time in the classroom, Fang Xiao said that he was ignorant and looked for his ex in front of his current one.
So Lorraine asked with a bit of desire to survive: "What's wrong?"
Yu Han said: "Don't have too much contact with her tonight."
These words were too straightforward, and the request was also explicit. Luo Linyuan's face was blushing, and he said deliberately: "Why?"
Asking questions knowingly is a must-have routine between young couples.
Yu Han put the earphones into his ears, and in the piano music, the deep and melodious male voice that went through the voice change period rang in his ears along with the music.
"Because I would be jealous."
"Because I won't allow it."
"Because you are mine."