Ou Shaowen responded happily, went back to the room to get a quilt, carefully divided the bed in half, and arranged his quilt and pillow.
"Don't worry, I sleep very quietly. I promise I won't bump into you or make any noise." He couldn't suppress his excitement and acted like a little kid who was going on a spring outing the next day.
Ou Shaowen no longer mentioned holding him to sleep. The two quilts were clearly separated. He swore solemnly that he would not cross the line, but Ou Renjin refused to let him go. "Didn't you say you wanted to hold me to sleep? How can you hold me to sleep without touching me?"
Ou Shaowen turned around, opened his arms and patted him on the back, hugging him tightly, "Just hug him like this, it will be fine."
"It's so strange." He said, "Every time I touch your body, I feel so happy. If I can get closer to you, I will be even happier. I wish I could always be this happy."
Ou Renjin: “…” He felt that this person seemed to be driving, in other words, making an implicit invitation.
He thought about it and wondered whether he should use his usual excuse - in fact, I am very conservative at heart, and I hope that everything will happen naturally after we get married.
Generally, when lovers hear such an answer from him, they will always be secretly happy and touched, and will involuntarily begin to look forward to becoming the one who can take it to that step with him.
But before he could say anything, Ou Shaowen let him go without any reluctance, turned around and threw himself on the bed. He pushed himself into the quilt from the middle, revealing two eyes at the edge. Those eyes were filled with satisfaction and smiles, and with a heavy friendship that seemed unable to contain them, as they looked at him deeply.
Ou Renjin's throat felt a little itchy, and he felt that he should say something at this moment.
But... what is the most appropriate thing to say
"Good night."
Two voices sounded at the same time, very softly, as if they were both afraid of disturbing some beautiful dream.
"What time are you leaving tomorrow morning? Can you wake me up before you leave?"
Ou Renjin lay down on the other side of the bed. "I remember you don't have any work arrangements tomorrow. Is there anything that requires you to get up early?"
"Yes, I want to see you off!"
Ou Renjin laughed softly, "Look, how good you are at making people happy."
"Really?"
"real."
"Can you call me tomorrow?"
"Okay, I promise. I'll call you tomorrow."
Afterwards, they chatted about something, but I can’t remember clearly.
Because of an experience in his youth, Ou Renjin was actually very afraid of someone making noises near his bed. As long as someone approached his bed at this time, even the lightest footsteps could wake him up. Being woken up like this felt very uncomfortable. His heart seemed to jump out of his throat, his eardrums were buzzing, and he even felt a little unable to breathe. He had to press his chest hard and try to calm down for a long time before he could resume his normal breathing rate.
The key to this problem is not sleeping, but the bed. In other places, such as the sofa, desk, and car, although he cannot sleep deeply, he will not be awakened suddenly and uncomfortably.
Therefore, Ou Renjin originally planned to change to another room to rest after coaxing the child to sleep. However, he did not expect that he would soon fall into a deep sleep during the low conversation, and it was not until the next morning when he woke up from the bed with the sound of another person's breathing that he vaguely recalled that there seemed to be another person in his bed.
He turned his head to look at Ou Shaowen. He was sleeping in a very proper position, lying on his back with his hands placed straight on both sides of his body, motionless, a bit like a lifeless corpse.
Ou Renjin felt a shock in his heart for some reason, and suddenly reached out and pushed him, "Hey, wake up."
“Yeah.” Ou Shaowen responded to him before even opening his eyelids. Then his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes and looked at him.
Ou Renjin breathed a sigh of relief and teased, "It turns out you really weren't exaggerating. You slept so quietly the whole night and didn't touch me at all." As he spoke, he extended his index finger and touched his face. "Okay, this is the only physical contact we have in bed."
Then he got out of bed, put on his slippers, and walked towards the bathroom while saying in a serious tone: "If you miss this opportunity, it will be difficult for you to hold me to sleep again. What a pity."
Ou Shaowen stared at him as he entered the bathroom, nodded, and responded sincerely, "Yes, what a pity."
When Ou Renjin came out after washing up, Ou Shaowen was still staring at him blankly. He walked straight over, lifted his chin with one hand and kissed him on the lips.
This was a little different from the feeling of skin against skin, and also different from the feeling of him kissing her on the face. Ou Shaowen's poor vocabulary made it difficult to describe his feelings at the moment. The only thing he was sure of was that when Ou Renjin finished kissing him lightly and was about to get up, he didn't want him to leave at all.
So, he grabbed Ou Renjin's hand, gently pulled him to sit on the bed. His other hand stroked his neck, not wanting him to move away at all.
The corners of Ou Renjin's mouth seemed to curl up, and he readily deepened the kiss. Although it was limited to the entanglement between the lips, it still made him very satisfied. The child didn't understand anything, but he only knew to stick to him tightly every time his lips wanted to leave, so tender, but so cute.
“Okay.” He turned his head away, avoiding Ou Shaowen’s pursuit again, “I have to go to work, you can take a nap.”
Ou Shaowen shook his head and climbed up, “I want to have breakfast with you.”
So they had breakfast together again. Ou Shaowen sent him to the car and stood at the door watching him drive away.
The figure in the rearview mirror is like a husband-waiting stone. How can she become so clingy just because I pamper her a little more
Ou Renjin smiled and glanced at the rearview mirror again. Ou Shaowen was still standing there looking in the direction the car drove away. He couldn't help but repeat it again, "He's so clingy!"
After that day, Aunt Zhou began to sigh in Ou Shaowen's ear over and over again, "Boss Ou really likes you. He rarely stayed here overnight before." "He never kept anyone in the room at night." "I heard that you were going to buy us gifts. I wonder how jealous he was!" "How often do you contact Boss Ou? Why are boys so reserved? Boss Ou is very busy. You expect him to contact you every time, but you don't know when you can see him again."
So, Ou Shaowen finally started to try to send text messages to Ou Renjin actively.
He hesitated for two whole days, adding and subtracting, and finally sent a text message -
I want to kiss you, when are you available
Then, he added:
If you are busy, you don't have to come over. I can go to you.