The weather in the summer vacation is very hot, so hot that whenever Mai Ding sees a shaded place, he hides in it for a while and then moves on. Yesterday, because of the syphilis incident, he was scolded bloody by his parents, and Mai Ding's mother even punched Mai Ding. Hitting and kicking, saying that no matter how much you reject a girl, you can't use such an excuse, but what surprised Mai Ding was that Fu Qian kept silent about his liking for men. It seems that good people are rewarded, Mai Ding couldn't help but praise I was smart when I was a child, and I still have such a cute hand.
He put one hand in front of his forehead to cover the sun, and estimated how long it would take to reach An Ziyan's house, really, what the hell is the sun, it's so poisonous. In fact, Mai Ding didn't have to go to An Ziyan's house under such a sun, because he was willing to walk such a long distance under the scorching sun. When he arrived at An Ziyan's house, he knocked hard on the door. It took a long time before An Ziyan came to open the door. Mai Ding pushed An Ziyan away and poured himself a large glass of ice water into his mouth. Then he took off his shirt and wiped his sweat with his clothes: "It's killing me, it's so hot this summer."
An Ziyan closed the door: "Look at your image."
"Anyway, you've seen all my images, I don't care anymore." Mai Ding picked up the fan and sat on the floor, and found that the air conditioner was not turned on, and the wind blowing in from the window was all hot air. He grabbed the remote control of the air conditioner but couldn't turn on the air conditioner no matter what. Could it be out of power? The TV was still on.
Mai Ding handed the remote control to An Ziyan: "This air conditioner still recognizes people, you can turn it on."
"Are you an idiot? The air conditioner is broken and no one has come to fix it yet."
"What?!" Mai Ding said like a bolt from the blue, "Then what am I doing here? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
"I didn't ask you to come either." This man was really unreasonable, he ran over by himself and babbled a lot. "Really, once I leave this home, it doesn't feel like a home at all."
"Yes, yes, you have left the earth, and the earth will not rotate anymore."
Mai Ding was so hot that he didn't even have the strength to argue with An Ziyan. He lay on the floor, rolling around: "It's so hot, don't you even feel hot?"
"Of course you'll be hot if you're so noisy, get up from the ground for me."
Mai Ding took the fan and sat beside An Ziyan, gently waving the fan at An Ziyan: "You said you would be hot too, I'll fan you for you."
Not long after, Mai Ding's hands softened a little, but he was still holding on, An Ziyan frowned, "Don't fan me, I'm not hot." At this moment, a watermelon seller was calling below, and Mai Ding ran to the window Looking down, and shouting from the window: "How much is a catty of watermelon."
"piece."
"Are there any?"
"Young man, you are still bargaining for a dollar."
"I'll come down right away, don't go."
Mai Ding put on his clothes and ran downstairs. It didn't take long before he came up with a round watermelon. He took a handful from the kitchen and cut the watermelon into small pieces and put them on the plate. When everything was ready, he Sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the sofa while watching TV and eating watermelon, he turned his head to look at An Ziyan after a while: "Why don't you eat it?"
"Just eat it."
"I'm not talking about you. You can't do it like this. You don't eat anything. You can't grow tall like this."
"You eat everything, and I don't see how tall you grow."
"You said that with my appearance, if I grow taller, it might be an attack." I really like to think suddenly.
"Just you? Even if you grow taller, it's just a taller subject."
"Aren't you looking down on people?"
"Why, you want to play with heavy flavors?" An Ziyan narrowed his eyes.
"I'm just making an analogy. An analogy is a fake thing. Don't you understand that? I'm still a college student, so I'm mentally handicapped." An Ziyan grabbed the watermelon and stuffed it into Mai Ding's mouth: "Eat yours, the nonsense is real. many."
After he was full, Mai Ding wiped his mouth on An Ziyan's clothes, and before An Ziyan could say anything, he smiled and said, "I know you won't mind, right?"
"Just don't infect me with syphilis."
"Why are you talking about this?" Mai Ding also jumped onto the sofa, lying on An Ziyan's body, crossing his legs. "Come down, it's hot."
Mai Ding grabbed the fan on the floor and fanned it: "It's not hot, it's not hot, I'll fan it for you so it won't be too hot. This is the most comfortable place in the whole room. Let me lie down for a while."
An Ziyan didn't speak anymore, Mai Ding fell asleep watching TV, the fan slipped from his hand, An Ziyan looked down at Mai Ding in his arms, because it was too hot, his forehead was covered with sweat, An Ziyan wiped it with the back of his hand After sweating, he picked up the fan and fanned Mai Ding lightly. The cool wind hit Mai Ding directly, making his anxious brows relax. I don't know how long I slept, Mai Ding raised his head, he didn't know where he was, and soon he saw that the sky outside the window was a little dark, and he said it was over, he would definitely be scolded to death by his mother again, he stood in a panic. He got up and turned his head and crawled towards the door. As a result, one hand was not steady, and Mai Ding's weight shifted from his forehead to An Ziyan's legs. What a precise contact, An Ziyan was awakened by the pain. With a muffled snort, Mai Ding looked down, scared to death, and quickly got off An Ziyan's body: "Is there anything wrong? Is it still hard?" Although Mai Ding was a little worried, the corner of his mouth But with a very inappropriate smile.
An Ziyan bent over and covered his lower body in pain, and couldn't help but swear: "Damn it, it exploded."
Before An-Ziyan recovered, Mai Ding ran to the entrance to put on his shoes, then came back and pounced on An-Ziyan, kissed him on the cheek: "Then I'll go now, there's no need to send them off."
An Ziyan stretched out his hand to grab Mai Ding, but Mai Ding forcefully broke free, and quickly ran downstairs, where he yelled: "An Ziyan, put the leftover watermelon in the refrigerator, I'll eat it tomorrow."
"You come back to me."
"Are you kidding? If you tell me to come back, I'll come back. I'm not an idiot. Good night, little brother, let's go first." "Mai Ding!! You're going to die for me."
"Mai Ding can't hear, Mai Ding can't hear." Mai Ding ran away with a smile, along the way Mai Ding trotted home in order to hurry. When I rushed home, it was so hot that it was about to explode. I avoided Ma Ding who was nagging about why I came back so late, and took a cold shower, and then walked out with a happy face. It was really comfortable to take a cold shower. Mai Ding, who was lying comfortably in the air-conditioned room, suddenly felt a little sorry for An Ziyan. As the saying goes, husband and wife should share blessings and suffer together, so now I feel a little too sorry for him. Soon, he remembered another saying that husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, and they fly separately when disaster strikes. In this way, Mai Ding fell asleep peacefully. Early the next morning, Mai Ding felt dizzy and sweated profusely all over his body. Unable to stand up, he called Mai Ding's mother feebly, and Mai Ding's mother rushed over. Seeing Mai Ding's dying look, he knew that he must have a fever and a cold, and then looked at the air conditioner: "You don't catch a cold when you turn it so low. Strange, I don’t know how to save my old lady some electricity bills.”
"I have a cold right now."
Mai Ding's mother stretched out her hand to touch Mai Ding's forehead: "The fever shouldn't be serious, I'll get you some medicine, you unlucky child, you've caught a cold in the hot weather."
His illness was caused by the indifference of his family members, Mai Ding could only seek some comfort from his lover. He called An Ziyan while Mai Ding's mother was away.
"what happened again?"
"I, I seem to be sick, very serious."
"When will you die?"
"You, okay, I'll die now, anyway, no one cares about me, and it's meaningless for a person like me to live in this world." "You can't die."
"Why?" Mai Ding waited for sweet words.
"You are dead, who will accompany me."
"Even if I die, I won't let you go. Turning into a ghost scares you so much that you pee, An Ziyan!"
Mai Ding exhausted his last bit of strength, lying on the bed, abandoning himself like a dead person.
God, you are too partial, An Ziyan has punished me so many times, you don't have to strike him to death with lightning. Didn't I just hit An Ziyan's dick, and it made me catch a cold.