Zheng Yu'an doesn't remember where he saw such a sentence, saying that the reason why love is romantic lies in its silent eagerness.
Yan Shuwang feels calm from the beginning to the end. He is obviously a strong person on the outside, but like broken cellophane in a kaleidoscope, small and fragmented, hidden in the depths.
Dou'er was lying quietly at the entrance of the tent, the stars and moon in the mountains were so clear and moving, Zheng Yuan was not sleepy, he put his fingertips around the ends of Yan Shuwang's hair, played for a while, and got close to him and kissed him.
"A little stubble." Yan Shuwang said vaguely, Zheng Yuan's palm brushed his chin and laughed in a low voice.
"I know you're a man," he said. "We've all had sex."
Yan Shuwang: "It's only half of it, I haven't entered yet."
Zheng Yu'an was a little speechless, but it made sense to think about it.
Yan Shuwang said that I was afraid that when I really did it, you would be soft.
"Probably not." Zheng Yu'an thought about it and said seriously, "It felt good that day, I like it very much."
Yan Shuwang followed with a smile. He seemed very relieved or moved, and he put it on and kissed Zheng Yu'an's face very tenderly.
"Don't think of me so badly." Zheng Yu'an said softly when his lips parted, "I can't get along with just anyone."
Yan Shuwang looked at him for a long time, and he said I know.
Zheng Yu'an added, "Don't be so insecure."
Yan Shuwang shook his head and said, "You don't understand one thing."
"My feelings for you are mine alone. No matter what you are, whether you agree or refuse, even if you never know or can never respond to me, this feeling exists."
Yan Shu looked at him and said, "My relationship is not so fragile, it is safe, it belongs to you, but it also belongs to me."
Zheng Yuan was silent for a while, saying that you still don't believe me.
Yan Shuwang sighed, he was a little helpless, like coaxing a child: "I don't believe you, I just won't force it on you, you are not from this circle, maybe a year or two, you have a new feeling, but five years Ten years?"
Zheng Yu'an opened his mouth, Yan Shuwang stretched out his index finger, pressed it against his lips, and gave a soft "shh".
There were some things he said that couldn't be said easily.
"You have always liked women. In your life plan, you should have plans to marry and have children before you meet me. Do you want to give up these?"
Zheng Yu'an pursed his lips, Yan Shuwang looked down at him, he withdrew his index finger, and leaned closer to kiss him gently.
Yan Shuwang: "I've passed the age of being drunk now."
He said: "I want to give you the best and the most beautiful, but if you suddenly don't want it one day in the future, I can't find the next person to give it to."
Even in a relationship between men and women, the beginning of a relationship is to promise what will happen in the future. Presumably most people can't accept it. Even with a serious temper like Zheng Yu'an, in the past contacts, he has never been able to go deep with the other party. Consider the extent to which you step into a marriage hall, or even spend the rest of your life together.
He couldn't describe whether Yan Shuwang was deeply in love or was too purposeful. Why did he think his relationship would last forever? And still between two men, without the constraints of any moral proof
Yan Shuwang said that you don't need to think too much, it's fine now.
Zheng Yu'an wanted to scold him for being cunning and cunning, good and bad, loose and tight were all finished by him, leaving a rabbit hole, Zheng Yu'an is the "Alice" standing at the entrance of the hole, and there may be blooming flowers waiting for him, Perhaps the endless abyss, he was tempted to jump down.
Yan Shuwang politely asked him not to think too much, but in fact he was holding the only key in his hand, and knocked on the tip of his heart like nothing.
It seemed like a cooling-off period. After returning from camping, Yan Shuwang rarely contacted Zheng Yu'an.
He retreated to a distance that seemed to be a very safe and appropriate distance. Just as he said, there was a distinct TAG under the bed.
Zheng Yu'an is not a hairy boy, he is very calm, but it is easy to get distracted when he smokes during the lunch break, and has been gossiped by Qin Hanguan several times.
"What's the matter with you?" President Qin asked straight to the point, "Lovelorn?"
Zheng Yuan glanced at him and said angrily, "Do I look like the one who was dumped?"
Qin Hanguan didn't give him face: "It's not like you haven't been dumped."
Zheng Yu'an: "..."
Qin Hanguan stared at his face for a few seconds: "But this time it doesn't seem to be the same."
Zheng Yuan took a breath, he was silent for a while, and asked, "What's the difference."
Qin Hanguan thought for a while, and said, "It's a bit like you picked a good day with your household registration book, and you were ready to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register on the day you were put on pigeons."
"..." Zheng Yu'an gritted his teeth, "Can you shut up?"
Until Friday, Yan Shuwang, who was on the top of WeChat, was dead.
Zheng Yuan frowned, and after exiting and entering the app several times, he felt that he was wrong, like a resentful woman, but he couldn't help looking at each other's circle of friends.
The last dynamic is a photo of the day of camping. It seems that Yan Shuwang took the starry sky. The black shadow in the lower left corner is actually Zheng Yu'an holding a bean.
Although you can't tell if it's a dog or a person if you ask anyone else, Zheng Yu'an still feels some comfort inexplicably.
He relied on this news of the circle of friends like "showing affection" to prove that he survived until Saturday morning. Before the housekeeping came, Ms. Zhou Chuntao played again.
"Where did you go to play last week?" As a mother, Ms. Zhou Chuntao still occasionally checks her job.
Zheng Yuan took the soup in her hand and said casually, "Just went out with my friends."
Zhou Chuntao: "Are men and women?"
Zheng Yu'an smiled: "What do you ask this for?"
Zhou Chuntao: "I am concerned about my son's personal emotional problems."
Zheng Yu'an teased her: "Didn't you not urge marriage?"
"I don't rush." Zhou Chuntao said to himself, "But I'll gossip and go to the head office."
"Okay, why not." Zheng Yuan took a spoon and put aside some chicken oil on the soup noodles. He looked at his mother and suddenly asked, "How did you decide to marry your father?"
Zhou Chuntao was holding her mobile phone and preparing to take a selfie. She was stunned for two or three seconds when she heard the words, and then laughed: "There is a situation."
Zheng Yu'an didn't speak, Zhou Chuntao's expression of "I knew it" didn't really force him to explain it. His mother turned on the beauty camera, and the shape was concave to the left and right. Son, I was a little impulsive at first, but it didn't take long before you knew how much you liked him."
Zheng Yu'an: "Can you get married if you like it?"
"How about it?" Zhou Chuntao said as it should be, "You young people like to complicate things, what's wrong with marriage, whoever I love, even if I don't get a certificate, I love him, let's live, don't find happy people, Who have you been to? Looking for a dog?"
Zheng Yu'an: "..."
Zhou Chuntao thought about it for a while and felt that it was not enough, and then emphasized: "Even if you are looking for a dog, you have to find a dog you like the most, understand?"
In the evening, Lin Nianxiang suddenly sent an invitation letter to Zheng Yu'an on WeChat.
The latter clicked through the content and found that it was an art exhibition on the theme of "love".
Lin Nianxiang also explained to him patiently: "Isn't there a lovelorn museum before? No, the team has made a different style."
Zheng Yu'an and Lin Nianxiang have a good relationship. Even if they are not in the mood to watch the exhibition now, they will not save each other's face: "It looks very interesting, let's go together tomorrow?"
Lin Nianxiang: "I also called Xiaoshu."
Zheng Yu'an was stunned for a moment, he knew that Li Shu and Lin Nianxiang were a little bit anxious, but the other party emphasized that, Zheng Yu'an would naturally think about Yan Shu's attention.
But Lin Nianxiang didn't mention it, and Zheng Yu'an didn't have the embarrassment to ask, and went to the appointment the next day as if he didn't know anything.
Yan Shuwang didn't seem to come.
Zheng Yu'an had to accept this reality after walking around for more than half of the lap. He was a little lethargic, so much that Lin Nianxiang noticed his rare absent-mindedness when talking to him.
Lin Nianxiang stopped the topic, looked at him with a half-smile, and asked, "Did you and Colin quarrel?"
Zheng Yuan came back to his senses and said embarrassedly, "No..."
Lin Nianxiang had a clear look, and he said with relief: "Although Colin seems gentle in dealing with people and things, he is actually a little stubborn in his bones. Don't get angry with him."
Zheng Yu'an couldn't help laughing and crying: "I really don't have one." He said, his eyes turned and landed on the largest booth. Lin Nianxiang followed and looked over, "Yeah".
He laughed and said, "It's Rainbow Amber."
Zheng Yu'an has not done much research on jewelry, but it can be seen that this string of beads is probably worth a lot of money, and it was even deliberately displayed in a glass safe.
Lin Nianxiang suddenly asked him, "Do you want to take a look?"
Zheng Yu'an was surprised: "Can you take it out and see?"
Lin Nianxiang said mysteriously, "Others can't do it, but you can." He pointed to the introduction board next to the beads, "This is Yan Shuwang's private collection."
The planning of the exhibition was probably specially explained. After Lin Nianxiang left, he was going to open the glass safe, but Zheng Yuan refused.
He stared at the introduction next to the beads for a while, took out his mobile phone, and called Yan Shuwang.
It picked up after a few beeps.
Zheng Yuan said, "Hi."
He asked, "Where are you?"
Yan Shuwang seemed to laugh, his voice was like fermented wine, he said, "Have you finished the exhibition?"
Zheng Yu'an: "Not yet, I'm looking at your beads."
What he said was too frank, but Yan Shuwang didn't know how to answer.
The two were quiet on the phone for a while, and Zheng Yuan suddenly said, "Yan Shuwang, I'm really not from your circle."
"… "
"And the future is too far in the future."
"… "
Zheng Yuan smiled, and he asked again, "Where are you?"
Yan Shuwang didn't know what to say, Zheng Yuan held up his mobile phone, he looked around and walked towards the door of the exhibition.
He said you don't move.
I come to you.
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