Ye Ci couldn't sit still any longer, and covered the camera with his fingertips. He pressed so hard that his nails turned white due to lack of blood.
He spoke in a lower and lower voice: "Like you hugging me..."
That night he took the initiative to hug Huo Tinglan. The touch of the hard and solid chest and the comfort like floating on the waves of the ocean made him unforgettable.
It was a simple hug that he couldn't help but savor over and over again.
The aftertaste brought back longing, which spread like weeds, wasting nutrients. After just a few days of separation, his heart was empty and anxious.
—This was inconsistent with what he had worried about before, and was even contrary to it.
He has basically straightened out the tangled mess.
When you have made up your mind, you should speak out.
He wanted to find a chance to confess, and pondered it all night. He knew that he was too introverted and thin-skinned. It was especially difficult for him to speak when he was emotional. If he confessed to Huo Tinglan face to face, he would definitely make his words go upside down and fall apart...
So he planned to talk about it from a distance first, so that when the two of them met, part of the news would have been digested, and their emotions would be calmer, and he wouldn't be so nervous that he couldn't speak coherently.
—He was calculating all the time, not realizing that he was so naive that he needed to be taught a lesson.
"The temporary mark you gave me is getting weaker and weaker..." Ye Ci swallowed it, closed his eyes shyly, and said to himself, "But for you... I don't miss you at all. On the contrary... I miss you more."
His wording was vague, but clear enough to be understood.
It's not the effect of hormone fluctuations.
It's not a confusion of physical attraction.
These days, away from Huo Tinglan, he had plenty of time to think independently.
He scooped up his bewildered heart from the warm and sour thoughts, like picking up a pebble from a spring stream, draining the drops of longing and drying it, only to find that it had long been polished by love to be clean and smooth, with every texture as clear as if carved—
I like Uncle Huo.
I like Huo Tinglan.
I like it more and more every day, no matter what else.
“…Why do you miss me?”
The questions coming from the phone consumed the last bit of calmness and patience.
"Because..." Ye Ci took a deep breath and said with the sincerity that only a young man could offer: "I like you."
After he finished speaking, as if he felt that this feeling could not be questioned, he explained before being asked: "It's not because of the temporary mark, nor is it because of my mother's matter... Don't doubt it. I have been thinking about it for several days, and I just... really like you."
"… "
I really like him.
I really rely on him being far away.
Huo Tinglan loosened his tie and took a deep breath. The blue veins in his temples bounced slightly and his sanity was shaky.
What he could have held back originally, was stimulated by Ye Ci's "deserving to be dealt with" actions, and he was probably unable to hold back any longer.
The camera was still covered, and he was not sure if Ye Ci was looking at him. He had to control his anger and maintain false composure: "You said such words to me in the video, from such a distance..."
He asked slowly, "What's your intention?"
"No, I don't have any bad intentions!" Ye Ci thought he was unhappy and hurriedly moved his hand that was covering the camera. His face was flushed, even the whites of his eyes were dyed light pink, and his lips were bright red.
He licked his lips in embarrassment, inadvertently covered with a layer of water, making his lips even more beautiful.
He didn't know that his beloved Uncle Huo was secretly feeling very depressed, nor did he know what "confirming a relationship" really meant in the adult world. He was also an adult, but he had only just become an adult and was still innocent. He used his childish way to figure out a 30-year-old alpha who had been single for a long time, and he thought he was playing a naive love game with boys and girls of the same age. So he thought about it and tried to make up for the sense of ritual that "Uncle Huo might want": "I confessed through video, not because... I am not sincere or serious about you. I also want to confess again in front of you. I am not good at speaking, and I am afraid that I will be too nervous and can't speak well at that time, so I will first, first, tell you... through video."
He was too honest to his lover. He wanted to cut open his young heart and describe it word by word with a shadowless lamp: "And I think, since I have figured it out, I should tell you as soon as possible and stop... keeping you hanging."
As if he was coaxing a disappointed girlfriend, he lowered himself in a masculine, pleading manner and said, "Please... don't be angry with me, okay?"
Huo Tinglan burst out laughing and was speechless for a few seconds.
He is not angry at all, it has nothing to do with him...
It was obvious that he had gone mad because of holding it in. That anger was the result of enduring so much!
But Ye Ci didn't understand this.
Huo Tinglan smiled and understood the young boy's mental journey clearly.
The train of thought and little thoughts were so youthful and cute that he was completely soft-hearted.
But if you are soft-hearted, other things may not follow suit.
Instead, it is as hard as stone.
Huo Tinglan flattened the corners of his lips and said indifferently: "Not very good."
"… ah?"
Ye Ci was as wilted as a snowman when he entered the oven preheated at 200c.
His shoulders slumped and he suddenly melted away.
Finished.
Screwed it.
Huo Tinglan leaned back in his chair, tapping the table with his fingertips, as serious as a business negotiation, but his words were not serious: "When we meet, tell me what you just said again..."
"Yeah!" Ye Ci nodded hurriedly.
"When you finish speaking," Huo Tinglan whispered, "I will kiss you... Okay?"
"Ah, yeah." Ye Ci responded hastily. After a few seconds, his eyes began to tremble nervously. His Adam's apple rolled and he asked in a sophisticated manner, "Is it like last time? Then you kissed me, and after that, you...are not angry anymore?"
Kiss the face, kiss the eyebrows, kiss the forehead...
He is familiar with these.
Taking advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't see where his gaze was during a video call, Huo Tinglan stared at the two swollen, bright red lips on the screen unscrupulously and almost obscenely.
"No," he smiled, controlling his expression and answering the two questions in turn, "I'm not angry anymore."
Seeing that Ye Ci seemed to still be holding out hope, with an expression that said, "Uncle Huo is such a decent man, maybe he would kiss Hair Swirl," Huo Tinglan curled his lips and whispered, "I want to kiss your lips, can I?"
"!"
Ye Ci was so embarrassed that he almost threw his phone away.
May I
It seems that it shouldn't be possible.
They have confessed their love to each other, so normally they are in a relationship, and they have more evidence than just a relationship...
Two people are married and in love with each other. If even a kiss on the lips is considered too much, then they can't live like this.
"Oh, no."
Huo Tinglan's tone was disappointed, but he remained forbearing.
It seemed that as long as Ye Ci didn't allow it, he could really endure it until the end of time.
"No... okay." Ye Ci sat cross-legged on the bed, supporting his forehead awkwardly. In just a moment, even the back of his hands turned pink.
Huo Tinglan acted as serious as if he was signing a contract with Ye Ci. He first emphasized the existing conditions: "We are already in a true marriage relationship." Then he confirmed in a clear voice, "Then how many times can I kiss you?"
"Ah, kiss, kiss a few times?" Ye Ci repeated panickily, his breath coming out unevenly.
Is this how a gentleman falls in love?!
You even have to ask clearly how many kisses are allowed. Is kissing too much considered a foul
But…
Actually, it would be better to just kiss directly...
Isn't this even more embarrassing?!
"All, all are fine." Ye Ci found it difficult to tell the specific number.
If there is more or less, Uncle Huo will negotiate with him again.
"Everything is fine?" Huo Tinglan covered up his smile with a light cough.
It’s so fun to tease the little gentleman.
It's really fun.
He had never teased Ye Ci like this in his previous life.
First, Ye Ci in his previous life was much more closed and fragile than he is now, so he couldn't bear to go too far. Second, at the age of 22, Ye Ci was much more mature than he was at the age of 18, and he was not like he is now, who would take the bait at the slightest provocation, at the slightest provocation...
He was too embarrassed to put down his fishing rod.
"There is no upper limit." Huo Tinglan reflected for half a second, then his humanity disappeared and he summarized with a smile, "It means positive infinity."
Ye Ci could no longer understand what he was saying and nodded randomly.
Seeing that Ye Ci was about to cry, Huo Tinglan finally mercifully hung up the video.
As soon as the words "Call ended" appeared on the screen, Ye Ci threw away his phone as if he had been rescued, collapsed on the bed, and stared at the ceiling in a daze, breathing heavily.
Just a confession... Who would have thought it would be like peeling off a layer of skin.
But in the final analysis, it’s not Uncle Huo’s fault.
Or maybe he is just too thin-skinned and introverted. For other couples, eating and drinking are as normal as drinking, but for him, it seems like something is wrong...
He needs to learn to be more outgoing and kiss openly and openly.
right!
This determination lasted for more than forty hours.
Be a cheerful and outgoing person, facing the sea and enjoying the spring flowers.
Until a sudden piece of news from Huo Tinglan brought Ye Ci back to his true colors.
It was half past nine in the evening. After Ye Ci finished eating the fruit that Uncle He had someone bring him as a midnight snack, he wiped his mouth and wanted to hurry up and finish his test papers.
When he finished, it was already past eight in the morning in San Francisco. He made a video call, chatted with his mother for a while, and then chatted with Uncle Huo for a while... He had a lot of homework at school today, and in order to have time for video chats in the evening, he hardly touched his phone the whole day, so he didn't realize that Huo Tinglan hadn't contacted him for more than ten hours.
As soon as I spread out the test paper, my cell phone rang.
Ye Ci touched it over and took a look.
The heart almost stopped.
[Huo Tinglan]: I’ll be home in ten minutes.
[Huo Tinglan]: Wait for me.
"!"
Ye Ci held the phone in his hand and was stunned for three seconds.
Ten minutes
Ten minutes!
Uncle Huo fell into a wormhole?!
Space-time folded?!
[Huo Tinglan]: I was busy all night yesterday and I finished everything. I boarded the plane this morning. I told you to leave early because I was afraid you would be distracted the whole day and not study hard.
-Whether it was out of genuine consideration or out of ill intention to do a surprise attack without leaving Ye Ci any chance to delay or regret, only Huo Tinglan himself knew.
Ye Ci's hands were shaking as he typed something ineffectively and managed to squeeze out a "OK".
After putting down his phone, Ye Ci was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and rushed into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
I brushed my tongue several times inside and out, and it became numb from the toothpaste.
After brushing his teeth, there were glistening drops of water on his chin. He held the toothbrush in his hand and stared at the mirror with a blushing face.
There was a noise on the first floor, Huo Tinglan came back.
How could he dare to greet her, as they were about to kiss on the lips.
How many minutes and seconds is a while? Where should he wait? In what posture? What expression should he put on his face? What should he say? … In just a few minutes, his anxiety and lust were boundless. Every second was like torture. He even wished Huo Tinglan would kiss him soon.
…So why tell him in advance?!
Uncle Huo is actually a bit of a bad guy, isn’t he
Ye Ci was so ashamed and angry that he had no place to vent, so he punched the washbasin.
There was a loud bang.
Then came the sound of vague footsteps.
It reached my ears through the double door between the bedroom and the bathroom.
Ye Ci's heart was beating like a drum and he listened in panic.
He waited patiently for a kiss on the lips.