It was too hot for Tong Yan to cover his face with the quilt, so he got out again after a while.
The lights in the room were all turned off, Zhuo Xiangming held Tong Yan's cell phone in his hand, slid down and up, and he couldn't finish reading the few search records. The screen illuminated Zhuo Xiangming's face, the expression was clearly seen, but Tong Yan still didn't quite understand the meaning on it.
"Are you angry?" Tong Yan asked as the smell of cedar was not as soothing as usual.
"What?" Zhuo Xiangming put his mobile phone on his lap, "No. Why should I be angry?"
Tong Yan said: "Then what are you thinking?"
Zhuo Xiangming thought, "I'm thinking... we can't sleep together yet."
Tong Yan seemed to have guessed that he would refuse: "Okay."
Before turning off the encyclopedia search, Zhuo Xiangming swipe left on the answer in Tong Yan's collection, and the word "delete" appeared, but he didn't delete it in the end, and put the phone under another pillow on Tong Yan's bed.
Now the last light source in the room also disappeared, Tong Yan could clearly see only the outline of Zhuo Xiangming's figure and a little bit of blurred face.
"I previously… "
Zhuo Xiangming said: "What?"
Tong Yan said: "I used to forget whether I watched it in TV dramas or comics. There seems to be a saying that people ask back after denying, um... most of them represent affirmation."
In fact, Tong Yan didn't know why he was talking about the messy cold knowledge at this time. He spoke slowly and his voice was relatively low, so that he would not appear abrupt in the quiet and dark space, but he was a little tentative and uncertain. Acting like a baby or being wronged.
Zhuo Xiangming couldn't tell, he always felt that he had wronged Tong Yan, and wanted to treat Tong Yan better. Not sure how it could be better, but it just doesn't feel good enough.
"I'm not angry." Zhuo Xiangming also said softly. It was rare for him to find the right words. His words were intermittent. Although they seemed clumsy, they sounded very sincere. You're too... sexually suggestive."
Tong Yan seemed a little nervous and at a loss, moved a few times under the quilt, poked his chin against the edge of the quilt, and let out a soft "Huh?"
Zhuo Xiangming recalled the soft and reassuring feeling when he heard him wake up from a nap and turn over on his mobile phone in the afternoon. He reached into the bed and found his hand to hold.
Tong Yan's fingers look very thin, but they can feel soft flesh when held in his hand, and they are not the size that can grab a basketball with one hand, so they are relatively delicate hands among boys.
"I don't want you to feel that way... being in a relationship is the same as having sex."
Zhuo Xiangming was thinking about how to say so that Tong Yan would not be ashamed or embarrassed. He wanted to express his thoughts accurately, but he seemed to be missing something. Rigid rules, to be more open-minded, if both parties are willing, then just do whatever you want."
"But you are really too young." He stroked the back of Tong Yan's hand slowly with his thumb, "It seems that I am still very feudal. If I am like you immediately...Tong Tong, I will feel guilty."
After thinking for a while, Tong Yan said, "Do you still treat me like a child?"
Zhuo Xiangming said: "Of course not."
Tong Yan said: "Then why do you feel guilty? If we both like each other, then even if we gave... sexual hints, what's wrong?"
Zhuo said to Mingyue that he felt hypocritical and high-sounding: "Because you didn't have this idea before. I was wondering if it was because I... I was too unrestrained to convey this idea to you these days, but I think Say, um... Tongtong, sex, it is not necessary for the maintenance and advancement of relationships... "
"Why not?" Tong Yan interrupted him, "I really want to kiss you. Before you kissed me, I thought about that too... I am eighteen, not eight."
"Do you think that you have to be responsible to me after going to bed?" Tong Yan said suddenly.
He didn't want to ask this question, but since he said it, Tong Yan didn't regret it.
This is easy reasoning, Zhuo Xiangming's celibacy is not just talk, although Tong Yan likes him, and can feel that he likes himself, but how much does he like? Is there enough to mark? Is there enough to want to spend the rest of your life together
The two of you have only been together for a week, and adult commitments are always precious and never given lightly, and this question is not fair to anyone.
But teenagers are the most insulated creatures. If he loves passionately, of course he has the right to get answers from the other party.
It’s okay to be celibate and fall in love, but Zhuo Xiangming’s character is unquestionable, and it’s not about AO equal rights. It’s just that there are differences in age and social experience between the two people. Once there is a substantial physical relationship , it seems that Tong Yan is more "disadvantaged".
So is he worried about this
Zhuo Xiangming subconsciously said: "Of course I will be responsible for you."
"No, no." Zhuo Xiangming said again, "I don't mean that. I mean, since we are in love and have started a relationship, both of us have responsibilities and obligations to each other, right?"
"Yes. Then why can't you go to bed?" Tong Yan went back to the original point.
Zhuo Xiangming said: "You are still too young."
Tong Yan wanted to ask: So you still see me as a child
But he didn't ask because there was no solution to the question. For the first time, Zhuo Xiangming's explanation failed to convince him, and it was also the first time that Tong Yan realized that not all questions had answers.
He fell in love for the first time, and only then did he know that people are always panicked when they fall in love. Maybe they are affectionate one second, but they will worry about gains and losses the next second. This feeling is not good, Tong Yan thought, probably this is the feeling of being in love.
Tong Yan said: "Okay, I'm just asking. It's very late, you should go back to sleep."
Zhuo Xiangming squeezed his palm: "Good night."
Tong Yan said: "Good night."
Zhuo Xiangming got up, helped Tong Yan tuck up the quilt before leaving.
During the few minutes of staying, Zhuo Xiangming's pheromone remained in Tong Yan's bedroom. He was tired and fell asleep quickly.
On the next Sunday, Zhuo Xiangming had no work arrangements to go out, so he woke up Tong Yan after eight o'clock, and the two had breakfast together.
The results of the mid-term exam will be released in the morning. Tong Yan is a little nervous and can't concentrate. The newly bought Star Wars can't be challenged. He sits on the carpet next to the sofa and takes a relatively low-difficulty one to spell it out slowly. .
Spinning Turtle stopped on the side, unable to move, and kept telling Tong Yan that if it came to fight, it would be over in a few minutes, but this robot really failed to get much sincere friendship from humans, because Tong Yan categorically refused. He picked it up: "Don't think about it, Zhuo Xiangming bought this, I have to fight it myself."
Xuangui said: "Is this a reason? Have you ever bought it for me to play with?"
Tong Yan said: "Why not? Didn't you touch the Maserati last time after it was put together?"
Xuan Gui said with a broken heart: "I feel that you are not in a good mood."
"Nonsense." Tong Yan said, "I've always been so ruthless."
The tortoise is gone.
The roses in the backyard have already bloomed twice, Zhuo Xiangming took great pains to trim them again, changed his shoes and washed his hands after entering the house, made an appointment for lawn trimming in the afternoon, and then walked to Tong Yan's side.
"Have the results come out?"
Tong Yan said: "No, I have been refreshing the webpage."
Zhuo Xiangming sat down beside him: "Don't be nervous."
Tong Yan said: "I'm not nervous."
"Okay." Zhuo Xiangming said.
From breakfast onwards, the atmosphere between the two of them was a little stiff, no one was fighting coldly, and no one put on an angry face, but it just wasn't natural.
Tong Yan wanted to find something to say, but the more he thought about it, the more he had nothing to say.
"What are you fighting for?" Zhuo Xiangming asked.
Tong Yan hurriedly said, "Taj Mahal."
Zhuo Xiangming leaned forward and fished the packaging box from behind Tong Yan, and looked at the finished product picture on the back: "Wow."
"Pretty, isn't it?" Tong Yan also leaned over, and watched with him, "I'm going to put together four... well, it's the tower, and then I'll start working on the foundation. Let's wait until the holidays for Star Wars."
Zhuo Xiangming didn't have any suggestions for his hobbies arrangement: "Okay."
"The Taj Mahal is a mausoleum of ancient humans, do you know that?" Tong Yan said.
Zhuo Xiangming said: "I know."
Tong Yan continued: "Then do you know whose tomb it is?"
Zhuo Xiangming actually knew, but he finally said, "I don't know."
"It was built by an Indian emperor for his lover." Tong Yan was not like yesterday. He ignored people when he was struggling, curled up his hands naturally, put his palms up on his lap, and patiently introduced to Zhuo Xiangming, "Her name is Mumtaz Mahal."
"Exhausted the manpower of the whole country just to build the mausoleum. Some people praised his love, while others criticized his stupidity." Tong Yan touched his half-finished tower, "But the building is really beautiful."
Zhuo Xiangming nodded in agreement: "It's beautiful."
Tong Yan also wanted to popularize this love story that has been passed down for thousands of years, but he suddenly thought that Mahal was Shah Jahan's second wife...the second.
In the simple story he heard, it was said that the emperor had his first wife before he found his true love. Tong Yan then thought, marking and unmarking is not a big deal now, and most people would not only A relationship, what about Zhuo Xiangming and himself
Zhuo Xiangming is a thoughtful adult, so he naturally thinks more, so did he ever think that if they can be together, they might be separated, that's why he resisted premature intimacy? If so, Tong Yan felt that she should thank him.
Tong Yan likes him, but it can't hinder Tong Yan. Maybe it's just the beginning of his trying to accept his feelings. Shah Jahan turned his head overnight for his second wife. Zhuo Xiangming would be willing to give the soul mark to the first person he met. How many omega
Tong Yan tries hard not to be so naive, he can't assume the separation of the two and then blame Zhuo Xiangming, but in fact, breaking up is everyone's right, he can't prematurely determine Zhuo Xiangming as his end... That's not fair to Zhuo Xiangming.
Zhuo Xiangming noticed Tong Yan's sudden distraction, and said, "Tong Tong?"
Tong Yan pursed her lips and turned to look at him: "Are you still angry?"
Then he remembered that Zhuo Xiangming said that he was not angry yesterday, and changed his words: "Are you fighting with me?"
Zhuo Xiangming said: "Of course not!"
Tong Yan said: "Then why, why, you seem to have nothing to say to me?"
Zhuo Xiangming smiled helplessly: "Because I really don't know about this. You wouldn't tell me so much about Lego before."
Tong Yan also realized that he was really looking for something to talk to Zhuo Xiangming, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "I won't tell you anymore."
"Say it." Zhuo Xiangming finally stretched out his arms to hug him, encircled Tong Yan with his legs, and pressed his chest against Tong Yan's back, "I beg Tong Tong to save my aesthetics."
After being hugged, those messy thoughts disappeared quickly. Tong Yan turned around and rubbed his face against him, with a little proud expression on his face: "Then kiss me, why aren't you a kissing madman today?"
"Huh?" Zhuo Xiangming looked at him dangerously, "What do you call me?"
"Kissing madness..." Before Tong Yan could finish speaking, Zhuo Xiangming kissed her. The feeling of touching lips was very different from forehead kissing. Forehead kissing can desensitize, while mouth-to-mouth kissing seems to be forever meeting.
It always has the magical power to make people blush and heartbeat, and Tong Yan experienced it immediately. Because he was quickly taken away by Zhuo Xiangming, the tower threw away, turned around and hugged Zhuo Xiangming's neck with both hands, grabbed Zhuo Xiangming's hair with one hand, and squeezed his shirt tightly with the other hand , kneeling in Zhuo Xiangming's arms, just wanting to kiss seriously.
After a long kiss, Tong Yan regained some sense of certainty in Zhuo Xiangming's painful hug. He thought, maybe his request was really urgent. Zhuo Xiangming really liked him very much, but Zhuo Xiangming Ming still needs some time.
He leaned on Zhuo Xiangming's shoulder and was still adjusting his breathing. At this time, the webpage was refreshed successfully, and the report card popped up. Zhuo Xiangming picked up his mobile phone and watched it together. Tong Yan skipped the scores and rankings of each subject and directly looked at the total score :667.
"Six hundred and sixty-seven!" He straightened up and rubbed Zhuo Xiangming's face twice, "My gift!"
Zhuo Xiangming also smiled, took a closer look, and said, "This time it's the first place, that's great."
"My gift." Tong Yan repeated.
Zhuo Xiangming let him knead in a good-tempered manner, his mouth was pouting from being squeezed, and he still only used his hands to protect Tong Yan's waist: "Okay, gift, when do you want it?"
Tong Yan said: "Now!"
Zhuo Xiangming wondered: "Well..."
"What's wrong?" Tong Yan pinched his face.
Zhuo Xiangming said: "You call me a kissing maniac."
"Ah..." Tong Yan hummed shamelessly, "That's a nickname!"
"Okay, I'll give you a nickname too, and I'll call it the King of Dishonesty." Zhuo Xiangming said, "The King of Dishonesty, the crazy kisser, why do I sound more erotic."
After being deserted all morning, Tong Yan wanted to act like a baby to him, hugging him and not letting go, shaking Zhuo Xiangming who would not resist: "Don't be like this..."
In the end, Zhuo Xiangming was overwhelmed by the disturbance and still gave him a gift, but if Tong Yan had to give him a mark, the gift might not pass the test. Because he was kissed from Zhuo Xiangming's arms to the carpet, his tongue was numb from being sucked, his mouth was swollen and he couldn't see people, and he didn't meet any of the requirements of "light" and "slow".