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Lu Zhao finally slept next to Xia Yu, which was Xia Yu's request.
He stretched out his foot from under the quilt and kicked Lu Zhao. He was no longer groggy, but in good spirits again. He looked like he was commanding someone, "Come up here. I can't sleep well alone."
Lu Zhao did as he was told.
He also lay on the bed. Xia Yu rested his face on his arm, asked Lu Zhao to hug him, and then sighed softly.
Although he would feel safe if he held hands, he still preferred to be hugged.
No matter whether it was the three years he had been with Lu Zhao, or now when he was lying in Lu Zhao's arms, with his hand against Lu Zhao's heart, he always felt very comfortable, as if he was soaking in gentle spring water, and his bones were soft.
Lu Zhao now smells of the same verbena shower gel as him, and he looks particularly gentle as he lies in the warm quilt.
Lu Zhao kissed Xia Yu's forehead and nose tip from time to time, making Xia Yu feel a little itchy.
He asked, "You just said that if I answer correctly, I can exchange a secret with you. What is it?"
Xia Yu sneered, "Did I say your answer was correct?"
Lu Zhao pursed his lips and was speechless.
Indeed, no one knows what the answer is in Xia Yu’s mind.
The question setter and the referee are the same person and have the final say on the interpretation.
He didn't ask any more questions, but his gray-blue eyes looked at Xia Yu intently, and it was obvious that he wanted to know.
Xia Yu thought unhappily that Lu Zhao's eyes were really unfair.
He whispered, "It's not a big secret."
He hesitated halfway through his words and grabbed Lu Zhao's sleeve under the quilt, tracing his wrist with his fingertips.
The two people looked at each other.
He and Lu Zhao rarely lay together so quietly, at least it was like this after they met again.
Every time he looked for Lu Zhao, it was for sex, as if that was Lu Zhao's only value. He didn't need Lu Zhao to provide any emotional needs, as long as he felt good.
But in fact, three years ago, they often lay together like this. After Lu Zhao finished his project or his homework, they were like the most ordinary couple in the world, lying together intimately and chatting as they pleased.
He would tell Lu Zhao that he was going to eat Italian food next week, that the professor's dog was very cute, and that someone in the school lit candles downstairs of the dormitory to express his love, but was chased away by the dormitory manager...
His speech was unfocused, long-winded and jumpy, but Lu Zhao always listened.
When he talked about something happy, Lu Zhao would also laugh along, and the look in his eyes could even be described as gentle.
How could he not have the illusion that Lu Zhao loved him
They lived like a couple for three years, and there was never anyone else around Lu Zhao.
Lu Zhao had been very bad at times, but he had also given him countless green lights. How could he not feel a little conceited and naive, thinking that he was a little special to Lu Zhao
And now, Lu Zhao was also looking at him intently, his eyes filled with unmistakable love.
This love came three years late, but it finally came.
Xia Yu clenched Lu Zhao's hand tightly. His heart felt indescribably sour, as if someone had squeezed and then released it, and he could hardly breathe.
In fact, he had thought about it countless times that if Lu Zhao had woken up three years ago and understood how to love, they would have been the happiest couple in the world.