After the college entrance examination, the two were successfully admitted to the same key university in the province. Before entering the school, they bought an apartment near the school and lived a lingering cohabitation life.
Jiang Fusheng's lips are red and his teeth are white, and he likes to hang his shoulders and shoulders with a smile everywhere. He attracted a lot of obsessive admirers when he first entered school. But Yin Hui made no secret of his close relationship with him. Within a week, almost everyone in the school knew that they were a couple.
Even though same-sex love is rare, the university is in a free atmosphere after all, and the two of them are particularly attractive. After some unkind commotion, the noisy whispers gradually quieted down, and even walked away. On the way, there will be girls with blushing faces running over to bless them.
Jiang Fu knew that Yin Hui was obsessed with announcing his ownership in front of everyone, so he was willing to follow his wishes, showing his affection openly every day, and the relationship has been sticky for two years.
The summer wind is blowing slowly, and the sunset in the sky is like a plump orange and soft egg yolk leaking down chaotically. The slender and straight boy is like the beautiful brushstrokes in Western oil paintings, and the few fuzzy lines outline a romantic and beautiful appearance.
Jiang Fu lazily looked at the group of teenagers who were sweating profusely on the court, pinched the bag of potato chips with his thin white fingers, and put them into his mouth one by one, with a crisp sound overflowing his mouth full of relish.
Suddenly, a smiling voice approached beside him, as if unintentionally, he pressed close to the young man's soft arm.
"Fufu, why don't you leave?"
The sticky summer heat suddenly rose from the close skin, Jiang Fu glanced at the heavy gaze cast by Yin Hui on the court, continued to eat potato chips without moving, and said vaguely and softly.
"I'm waiting for Huihui."
Zhou Chuan turned his head to look at his pretty side face, the infatuation in his eyes was undisguised, wrapped in the desire to tear him apart and swallow him up.
His heart trembled slightly because of the rare closeness, Zhou Chuan took a deep breath, smiled and reached out to grab potato chips.
"It's boring to wait for so long, I'll take you to eat delicious food, okay?"
Jiang Fu covered the mouth of the potato chips vigilantly, stared at him and said.
"Don't take my potato chips."
He changed the potato chips to the side far away from Zhou Chuan, and continued eating absent-mindedly.
"I'm not going with you, Huihui has already bought me a lot of snacks, I want to wait for Huihui to go home together."
The gazes on the field were nailed on, Zhou Chuan grabbed Jiang Fu's shoulder provocatively, squeezed his face before he could react, and lowered his voice to seduce.
"Fufu, won't you get tired of being with Huihui for so long? Why don't you try it with me?"
Jiang Fu bit the potato chips and didn't speak. When he saw the person who suddenly stopped playing and walked towards this side with a sullen face, he pushed Zhou Chuan away gently, and carried the big plastic bag on the bench towards him. Walking down, after a few steps, he suddenly turned his head, his radiant eyes curled up, and his soft voice seemed to be revealing some ambiguous secret.
"Zhou Chuan, if you invite me to eat next time, I might agree."
Instead of looking at the overjoyed Zhou Chuan, Jiang Fu happily licked his sweet fingers and ran towards Yin Hui.
"Hui Huihui, are you going home now?"
The boy in the black sportswear has long hands and long feet. The exposed texture is smooth and hard. The sweat from the sweat is shining brightly under the light. Coupled with the handsome and indifferent hostile expression, it is simply sexy as hell.
Yin Hui glanced coldly at Zhou Chuan who was stunned in the auditorium, openly pinched Jiang Fu's chin and kissed him forcefully, sweeping and licking every inch of his lips and teeth without leaving any gaps, the faint smell of potato chips and sweet body fluid Mixed into addictive flavors.
The lips were sore and numb from the kiss, and the fingers on the chin moved to the corners of the lips to caress slowly, Jiang Fu blinked and asked.
"Are the potato chips delicious?"
Yin Hui's face softened a little, and his deep voice softened a little.
"Well, what does it taste like?"
"Honey butter, super super delicious."
Jiang Fu pointed at the logo on the potato chips with bright eyes, and strongly recommended it attentively.
Yin Hui squeezed his fingers into the palm of his hand, stuffed the bag of potato chips into the big snack bag, weighed it with the string of the bag, and asked.
"Have you finished eating?"
Jiang Fu nodded obediently.
"It's over."
Yin Hui pinched his abdomen smoothly, his voice tinged with a doting smile.
"I wanted to take you to eat yellow stewed chicken, but you finished all the snacks. How can you have dinner?"
"Some! I can still eat it!"
Jiang Fu immediately retorted in dissatisfaction, waving his arm flatteringly, and said eagerly.
"Just eat yellow stewed chicken, at worst, drink a cup of yogurt for me to digest, Huihuihui, okay?"
The sweet and soft coquettishness was irresistible, Yin Hui's fingertips rubbed against his slightly sunken sweet dimples, his drooping eyebrows and eyes were full of unconditional indulgence.
"kindness."
Seemingly unintentional, he coldly glanced at the jealous Zhou Chuan in the distance, and led the joyous Jiang Fu out.
"Orange."
"kindness?"
"You are not allowed to talk to Zhou Chuan in the future."
Jiang Fu was stunned for a few seconds before continuing to lower his head to lick the yogurt box absent-mindedly, his light pink tongue looming, like a naive little beast.
"He talked to me first, and I didn't mean to talk to him."
Before the innocent muttering could be finished, his chin was raised with cold fingers, and the bottomless eyes seemed to hide sharp minions and endless storms that would emerge at any time, just waiting to be stimulated by the one and only... Destroy the whole world.
"Chengcheng, don't talk to Zhou Chuan in the future."
The deep voice was wrapped in stubborn persecution, and he had to make an insignificant promise to feel at ease.
Jiang Fu pursed his lips and smiled.
"Why, will Huihui be jealous?"
"meeting."
Yin Hui admitted it very readily.
If you are jealous even when you talk, wouldn't it be life-threatening if you kiss in the future
Jiang Fu sighed and rubbed his head soothingly.
"Hey, I only like Huihui, I promise."
Shit.
How can I irritate you if I don't make you jealous, cute artificial human, the complex emotions of human beings are not only happy.
The melodious and elegant violin was flowing slowly, and the shining candlelight and the exquisite porcelain plate complemented each other. Jiang Fu took the dewy fresh rose, sniffed it lightly, and smiled.
"Thank you for the rose."
Zhou Chuan on the opposite side stared at his beautiful face without blinking, and asked with a half-smile.
"Won't Yin Hui be angry if he finds out that we're out for dinner?"
Jiang Fu's eyebrows showed a bit of just right irritability and indifference, his white fingers played with the rose branches that had been carefully cut out of thorns, and his soft voice was a bit cooler.
"Huihui should still be doing experiments at school, don't worry about him."
Seeing the gap between the two, Zhou Chuan was overjoyed, his expression became more gentle, and he took his hand with concern.
"What's the matter, are you having a conflict?"
Jiang Fu seemed to deliberately allow him to approach, without withdrawing his hand, his beautiful face showed childlike distress and innocence.
"Huihui is too clingy, no matter what I do, she has to follow me, it's annoying."
Zhou Chuan stared at his porcelain white skin and bright red lips, almost unable to control the urge to kiss him fiercely, blurted out by accident.
"Fufu, follow me."
He has been pestering Jiang Fu since high school, and copied Jiang Fu's wish to come to the same school. Even though he knew that the story between him and Yin Hui had been widely known, Zhou Chuan never gave up his love for the boy.
That kind of liking has become an obsession that cannot be desired, a habit that goes deep into the bone marrow, and every little contact between the young man and him is an addiction that is constantly licked and licked in the middle of the night, making him drink poison to quench his thirst. The desire to occupy more.
Jiang Fu's eyes flickered slightly, he hesitated to speak, but at the end he just smiled slightly, with sweet dimples.
"Zhou Chuan, what are you going to play at the dance party next weekend?"
The school holds a masquerade ball every year, with exotic costumes and masks, and the mysterious atmosphere adds endless fun and ambiguous surprises. It is an occasion that all students in the school look forward to.
The unexpected question stunned Zhou Chuan, and after thinking about it, he answered honestly.
"I don't know, I haven't figured it out yet."
The delicate face with red lips and white teeth is full of lazy indifference, and the boy's pleasant voice is like an innocent witch, waiting for thousands of people to willingly eat the red apple in his hand.
"Hey, I like brave knights. If the knight can take the princess, then it belongs to you."
Zhou Chuan was startled suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he couldn't even hold his breath unconsciously.
"What!... Fufu, what did you say?"
Jiang Fu put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped his mouth gracefully with a napkin, got up and walked to his side, bent slightly and leaned into his ear, the sound of thin breathing was hot and soft close to him, soundlessly Drilled straight from the ear socket to the depths of the heart.
"I said, if you can take me away, then I'm yours."
Gently patted Zhou Chuan who was stunned, and Jiang Fu with a bright smile said goodbye to him happily.
"I'm leaving, see you next week, Zhou Chuan."
It was not yet eight o'clock when we returned to the apartment, but the person on the sofa was staring at the door motionlessly, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Jiang Fu at the entrance bent over to change his slippers and asked casually.
"I thought you wouldn't be back until very late."
Yin Hui was silent for a while before asking.
"where did you go?"
"You're not at home, so I went to have dinner with my classmates."
Jiang Fu's voice was brisk, and he seemed to be in a good mood.
Yin Hui walked towards him, hugging the boy's flexible waist from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder, his low voice was muffled.
"Who did you go with?"
Jiang Fu clicked his tongue, and the repressed impatience in his words was like a bare/exposed rock between the ebb and flow of the tide, and the sharp stab wounded the unsuspecting intimacy.
Yin Hui's arm froze slightly.
But the boy soon smiled again, turned around to pinch his face, and at the same time opened the distance between the two of them without any trace, and said a few familiar names.
"We just met and ate together."
Before Yin Hui could answer, he let go of his hand and walked towards the bedroom, yawning and muttering.
"I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a shower first."
Yin Hui, who was standing there, watched him close the bedroom door without looking back, and then remained silent for a long time alone. His handsome face gradually revealed a bit of confusion, mixed with bewildered loss, as if he was inadvertently A lonely stone abandoned in a corner.
He didn't ask for kisses like before, didn't care whether he had dinner or not, there were just perfunctory, prevarication, and concealment, and he saw those classmates in school before going home, but the boy still lied to him without changing his face.
Why, why did you lie to me.
Yin Hui's eyes were moist and sad, his heart seemed to be tightly suffocated by a cotton pillow, and the pain on the verge of suffocation almost cracked his chest.
When he walked into the bedroom, Jiang Fu under the blanket was playing with his mobile phone, and the butterfly bone facing him was thin and beautiful, motionless, as if he didn't hear the sound of him entering the door.
Yin Hui turned off the light and went to bed, and after lying on his back in silence for a while, he turned over and hugged Jiang Fu, buried him in the crest of his neck and said in a low voice.
"Orange orange..."
Jiang Fu answered absent-mindedly, and when he noticed that the kiss on the nape of his neck gradually moved to his cheek, he turned off the phone, turned over and pushed Yin Hui who was entangled, his voice soft and coquettish.
"Huihui, I'm so sleepy today, can't I do it better another day?"
His eyes were wet, but the rejection in his words was obvious.
As if being stabbed in the soft belly, Yin Hui was in pain for a moment and didn't speak. He looked down at Jiang Fu for a long time before speaking slowly.
"good."
It has been half a month, with an increasingly indifferent attitude, more and more frequent rejections, and even the eyes that were full of joy and dependence in the past are no longer completely on me, as if they are being bit by bit lose him.
Yin Hui's heart was suffocated, and he hugged the slender and warm boy helplessly tightly in his arms, with urgent pity in his mournful tone.
"Orange, I like you, I like you so much."
Jiang Fu found a comfortable sleeping position in his arms, and muttered sleepily.
"Woo...I like Huihui too."
As if he had finally confirmed something extremely important, Yin Hui's tense breathing suddenly calmed down. He hugged his beloved young man contentedly, and carefully placed a nostalgic kiss on the young man's eyebrows. affection.
"Orange orange, orange orange."
The hasty murmur fell in the silent and continuous darkness, but there was no response, it was ethereal, and there was nowhere to go.