Gu Zhuoyan stared at the box of Okamoto, feeling a little psychedelic indeed.
He quickly put it in his pocket, went into the bathroom and locked the door, leaning on the washstand to send a message to Lu Wen: "Are you sick? What's the matter with putting a box of condoms on me?!"
Lu Wen replied: "Don't you want to be in the same room tonight? Be prepared!"
Gu Zhuoyan took a deep breath: "Are you worrying too much?"
"I think you've all kissed in public, so I guess that's about the same." Lu Wen said, "Brother, you can do it, but if you really can't, you can use it later."
Gu Zhuoyan held the box of 0.01 with one hand, frowned, stared at it for a moment, and stuffed it back into his trouser pocket. Cang Tian testified that he really didn't have such thoughts at first, and Zhuang Fan's heart was like scratch paper in his heart, so pure that he was afraid of wrinkling when he held it.
But Lu Wen's grandson was doing things, and Pa Da gave him a spark, an island, poured it into the room with the sea breeze, and sent it to the ultra-thin 0.01 in front of him, and the sparks burned in clusters.
Zhuang Fanxin knocked on the door: "You have been in for a long time, what are you doing?"
Gu Zhuoyan regained his senses and felt too guilty, and hurriedly turned on the switch above the bathtub: "I'll run water to take a bath." The sound of water filled the water, and there was a bottle of white roses on the washstand. mind.
He grabbed a petal, do
Grab the second piece, don't you do it
Gu Zhuoyan couldn't stop, and pulled several roses petal by petal until only the thin stems remained. The knock on the door rang again, and Zhuang Fan asked embarrassedly, "Have you started washing? Can I go in and pee? ?"
Gu Zhuoyan opened the door and covered his trouser pocket with his lowered hand, for fear that the other party would notice the square outline. However, Zhuang Fanxin noticed the overflowing bathtub. When he turned it off, he said that he wasted water. He turned around and saw the petals piled up on the stage.
"I..." Gu Zhuoyan said indifferently, "I want to take a flower bath."
Zhuang Fan was stunned, thinking that rich people live so delicately, that he was embarrassed to throw water in front of him. Unbuttoning his jeans, he quickly finished urinating and snatched a handful of petals: "I'll try it later."
Gu Zhuoyan soaked in the hot water and held up his mobile phone to search if there were any. For the first time, male male, would it hurt? After dawdling until the mobile phone was powered off, it automatically shut down, and found that the hot water had already become cold.
He came out of the bathroom with a towel on, his pajamas without pockets, and the box of Okamoto was deformed by his grasp. Zhuang Fan leaned on the small table to do his homework, and said without looking up, "You're so slow to take a shower, I'll help you with English."
"...Thank you." Gu Zhuoyan was embarrassed, "I'll write mathematics for you, go wash it."
Zhuang Fanxin went into the bathroom with his clothes in his arms. Gu Zhuoyan stuffed the box of hot potatoes under the pillow. The brain of participating in the competition was rusted and malfunctioned. When he opened the paper, he couldn't even understand the exponential function.
After a few multiple-choice questions, the sound of the water in the bathroom stopped. Gu Zhuoyan looked like he was carrying fifteen rabbits in his arms, going up and down.
Zhuang Fan's heart came out: "I don't know how to use this water heater, it's very hot."
Gu Zhuoyan pretended to be calm and said "um", and looked up and was confused. Zhuang Fanxin was standing beside the bed, wrapped in a dark blue Japanese-style yukata. The belt around his waist was dark red, embroidered with a cluster of chaoyan flowers. . He was still steaming hot, his ankles, neck, and even the tip of his nose and the end of his eyes, his exposed porcelain-white skin was reddened by the hot water.
He glanced at the paper: "Are you done?"
Gu Zhuoyan didn't have any thoughts: "I don't want to do it."
Zhuang Fanxin said: "Then don't do it."
Gu Zhuoyan was playing the overtones: "...I want to do it."
"Then do it." Zhuang Fanxin touched the belt, turned around and walked away, "This bathrobe was sent by Pei Zhi, I'll let him see it!"
The person left, Gu Zhuoyan was sitting on the sofa, the plastic pen tube in his hand was broken at some point. He was a little unhappy, he didn't see enough about running around dressed like that.
The charged mobile phone rang, and it was Lu Wen's message: "Damn, why does the little neighbor dress like this?"
Gu Zhuoyan replied: "I also suffered a huge impact."
Lu Wen: "Hurry up and bring him back to the bridal chamber, he's starting to eat pineapple cakes here!"
Gu Zhuoyan was so devastated that he bought five boxes of pineapple cakes and piled them on the table, but Zhuang Fanxin went to eat from others. Just across a wall, he misses Zhuang Fanxin, hates Zhuang Fanxin, resents Zhuang Fanxin for being stupid, and blames Zhuang Fanxin for causing him to be at a loss.
The lung tube was about to be blocked, Gu Zhuoyan got up and found the next door, knocked on the door, and took the math paper to make up a big nonsense reason: "There is a big problem that you can't do, come back and tell me."
Zhuang Fanxin took half a pineapple cake and returned to the room. As soon as the door was closed, Gu Zhuoyan pressed him behind the door and kissed him. With such force, his cheek even turned red.
With only two bedside lamps left, Zhuang Fanxin went to bed and burrowed into the quilt, lying on the pillow to solve the math problem, muttering while formulating, "It's the same idea as the example problem in the book, how could you not."
Gu Zhuoyan was lying on the other bed, leaning on his side, his right hand quietly touched under the pillow, Zhuang Fanxin turned his face and looked, he pulled his hand back to hide under the quilt. Zhuang Fan smiled slyly: "Take it out."
The heart jumped into the throat, Gu Zhuoyan pretended to be garlic: "What?"
"It's hidden under the pillow." Zhuang Fanxin said, "You think I don't know?"
Gu Zhuoyan pursed his lips tightly, exposed? Just when he froze and didn't respond, Zhuang Fanxin said, "Qi Nan and I live in the same room during a spring outing in Gao Yi, and he stuffed his dirty socks under the pillow."
Suddenly relieved, Gu Zhuoyan was on the verge of cerebral hemorrhage: "Can I be like him, and I'm not afraid of being smoked."
Zhuang Fanxin giggled: "He also dislikes the stink, and then we shared a bed to sleep." After speaking, he remembered that it was a serious crime for him to get dressed in the rain, and he immediately assured, "It won't happen in the future..."
However, Gu Zhuoyan didn't have a seizure. He found a reason and stepped onto Zhuang Fanxin's bed in a second. The mattress sank a little, and he lifted the quilt to see Zhuang Fanxin's crouching body, so thin, the undulating curve between his waist and hips was shallow. He moved inward inch by inch, slid into the bed and hugged each other, saying, "I'll share a bed with you too."
The eyes were too deep, like the sea in the distance, Zhuang Fan felt the meaning in his heart, and he was confused. He skipped two steps on the paper and wrote the answer directly. Gu Zhuoyan took out the paper and threw it on the carpet, turned off the light, and wrapped Zhuang Fan's heart in his arms the moment it got dark.
He lowered his head and kissed the fluffy bangs, rubbing his mouth all the way down, Gu Zhuoyan choked Zhuang Fanxin's lips and tongue, then his chin, the rolling Adam's apple... He opened the front of the bathrobe and asked, "Where's your tattoo?"
Zhuang Fan's heart was already in a daze, but he shrugged his left shoulder obediently, pressing down a weight that was hot and humid, and Gu Zhuoyan smashed his small heart into red.
There was a rustling in the bed, and Gu Zhuoyan took off his shirt and threw it out. Zhuang Fan's heart touched the smooth and firm muscles, and his mouth was tense: "Are you cold..."
Gu Zhuoyan also said, "I'm a little hot." His shirtless seemed to go out. He buckled Zhuang Fanxin's waist and rubbed a few times to try to untie the entangled belt. Zhuang Fan was terrified.
He didn't untie it, he smiled helplessly in the dark, and then took another way to lift the hem. He touched Zhuang Fanxin's leg and pinched it. It was hot and thin, and it was so tender that it seemed like he could squeeze out water.
Zhuang Fan's heart was fighting: "It is said that it hurts."
The Internet also said the same, Gu Zhuoyan could not deny: "Yes, especially for the first time."
Zhuang Fanxin whispered: "I have never been afraid of pain since I was a child."
Gu Zhuoyan's eyes were inexplicably hot, he didn't want to cry, and he couldn't tell what it was like.
It was so quiet that he couldn't even hear his light breathing. Gu Zhuoyan turned on the light suspiciously, only to see Zhuang Fan's heart softening on the pillow, afraid of the pain, and he was biting the shirt he took off.
"Fuck you..." Gu Zhuoyan pulled the clothes out and hugged the person. No matter how strong the desire was, he couldn't match the soft heart at the moment. He stroked the other person's back, "If you don't do it, don't do it."
Zhuang Fan said in a panic, "Did I screw it up?"
Gu Zhuoyan's heart was now made of clay and wax, and gradually turned into a pool of scalding water. He put his arms around Zhuang Fanxin and said, "It's impossible to do Plato with you, but you shouldn't be in such a hurry. Besides, you are here with me. It's very precious, it hurts and hurts, I can't bear it."
Turn off the lights and lie down. Although he died, he was a young man with a strong vigor after all. The two of them handled it with their hands, and it worked!
There was still a light on next door. Lu Wen was so excited that he could hardly fall asleep when he thought that his good brother from childhood to adulthood was entering the bridal chamber. He sat down beside Pei Zhi's bed and asked, "Are you and your little neighbor classmates?"
Pei Zhizheng read the book: "No, I'm in the third year of high school."
Lu Wen was surprised: "My birthday is later, so you are two years older than me?" Taking the first step of familiarity, he called out more intimately, "Brother Pei?"
Pei Zhi replied with a smile, closed the book, and found that Lu Wen looked at him a little inquisitively, and then confirmed that he was gay? He nodded and joked, "We are all, are you feeling bad?"
"What's wrong with me?" Lu Wen sniffed, "My band abandoned me, and my dad beat me up and didn't look for me. It's about the same for me."
When I heard Zhuang Fanxin talk on the phone that day, Pei Zhi asked, "What about your mother?"
Lu Wen paused for a few seconds: "died from dystocia." Usually people who ask this way apologize to him, and he is ready to say "it's okay". However, Pei Zhi also paused for a few seconds, and said softly, "So coincidentally, so do I."
Each other's eyes became similar, self-pity, brave, and more heavy is a regret. Lu Wen returned to his bed, his excitement disappeared, and he felt a strong exhaustion when he touched the pillow. Pei Zhi turned off the light and lay down. He thought about whether to say "good night", but first he thought of the poem "The same is the end of the world".
"Do you have a partner?" Lu Wen suddenly asked.
"No." Pei Zhi tightened the quilt.
"The little neighbor is my brother's, so don't do that."
Pei Zhi couldn't hold back: "... idiot."
The feeling of pity for each other lasted only ten seconds, and there was a dead silence. Just when each other thought the other was asleep, the book beside the pillow fell to the ground, and at the same time, there were two low voices.
"You're so good-looking... Why don't you have a match?" Lu Wen suddenly asked again.
"You're pretty handsome too, why don't you have a girlfriend?" Pei Zhi avoided it subtly.
"I don't belong to any woman, I only belong to music."
Pei Zhi almost scolded "idiot" again, for the sake of Zhuang Fanxin and Gu Zhuoyan, and for the sake of "little brother Pei", he advised: "You love music, you can go to the Conservatory of Music in the future. , then you should study hard now, and if you miss school for half a month, can you do music well?"
Lu Wen hummed: "But I don't like studying, I just want to make music."
Pei Zhi said, "So you go around, the band betrays you, and your dad beats you, do you feel good?"
"I..." Lu Wen said stubbornly, "Those grandchildren bastards, what are you blaming me for!"
"I don't blame you, but you should realize that spending money alone won't keep the band, nor can you convince your dad, let alone make good music." Pei Zhi patiently said, "You're only seventeen anyway, you should When you go to school, you should make up lessons, otherwise you will be like an illiterate in the future, are you in the entertainment industry?"
Lu Wen patted the bed: "Fuck, you wake up the dreamer with just one word!"
Pei Zhi turned over in anger, "... idiot!"
It was not yet dawn, the footsteps in the corridor were chaotic, and many tourists went to the beach to watch the sunrise. They also woke up one after another, went downstairs to have breakfast, and discussed today's itinerary by the way.
Lu Wen sat opposite Gu Zhuoyan and raised his eyebrows.
Gu Zhuoyan choked on the porridge, the box of Okamoto was intact, but he had lost his innocence in the eyes of the other party. Zhuang Fan was nibbling on the croissant, feeling that Lu Wen was looking at him and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Very good!" Lu Wenqing was waiting, "Did you two sleep well last night?"
Zhuang Fan blushed, he and Gu Zhuoyan slept in the same bed, and they were intimate, and the other party knew that they were in love. He nodded shyly: "It's fine."
Gu Zhuoyan glanced at Zhuang Fanxin's mood, don't, what kind of shame are you hurting when nothing happened? Looking at Lu Wen across the table, he was afraid that he would think too much, so he kicked under the table.
Lu Wen cried out bitterly: "What are you doing? How can I avenge my revenge? I gave you last night—"
Brake suddenly, swallowing sensitive words.
Zhuang Fan asked curiously, "What did you give him? Why did you give him a gift?"
"No, nothing." Lu Wen edited now, "Take advantage of this trip to give him a birthday present."
Zhuang Fanxin didn't even miss his friends' birthdays, let alone his first love. He immediately asked Gu Zhuoyan, "Your birthday? When?"
Gu Zhuoyan was speechless: "March next year."
Zhuang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he didn't miss it, Pei Zhi never said a word, and looked at Lu Wen: "What birthday gift did you give? Did you buy it on the island?"
Lu Wen hesitantly said: "That, that is, rubber... Made in Japan." He raised his hand and gestured, "This is so big? There are different models, you can buy whichever you like..."
Gu Zhuoyan almost fainted on the table.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Fan suddenly realized: "Oh, the figure!"