On the third night, everyone passed the test again. Everyone stood in the empty campus, everyone was extremely tired.
Garmu's pursuit was unsuccessful. According to his character, he would not fight Hanako on his home court. He should have disappeared by now. Guan Zhiyu and Hua Ying stood speechlessly at the bottom of the building holding Xue Wenshu.
"It hurts..." Hua Ying said, "First he sent us back to the dormitory, then let us escape, and now he wants us to go back to sleep... What the hell."
Du Zijun said: "You can't enter the women's dormitory, right? I can take her back."
"Thank you, sister." Guan Zhiyu thanked her hurriedly, and the "sister" shout came naturally and smoothly, "Then please take care of Xiao Xue."
"..." Du Zijun said stiffly, "You're welcome."
"Then let's go back to our respective homes now!" Wen Zheliu stretched himself, looked at his watch, and found that the hands just stopped at 1:30 in the morning, "Go back and rest quickly. If you have anything to say, we will discuss it tomorrow. alright."
"Good night." Xie Yuanyuan said.
Du Zijun held Xue Wenshu up: "No."
He Qin also said goodbye to the three people from the Heresy Tribunal. He Qin held Wen Zheliu's hand and planned to take him back to the small teacher's apartment.
He Qin's hand was large and warm. Wen Zheliu held his finger back, and the shadows of the two of them were stretched out under the street lamp.
"Hey, brother." The surroundings were extremely quiet, with only the sound of the wind echoing. Hearing Zheliu suddenly felt a tingling impulse from the bottom of his heart, and couldn't help shouting, "You... have you ever thought about it?"
He Qin looked down at him. The dim glow of the street lamp reflected a golden color like honey on He Qin's pale pupils: "What's wrong?"
When the words came to my lips, it became a little hard to say them again. Wen Zheliu glanced at him quickly and buried her face in He Qin's scarf very embarrassedly. The texture of the wool was fluffy, like a cloud. He hesitated and said: "Just... have you ever thought about..."
"What have you been thinking about?"
He Qin's voice was smooth and gentle, with a leisurely elegance, and the tail notes were as smooth as the shiny fur of a panther. He was watching him carefully and patiently, waiting for what he would say next.
In such a quiet night, after experiencing extreme tension and noise, a drowsy heaviness settled. Like two ships that have been sailing on the vast sea for more than ten years relying on each other, Wen Zheliujiang gently approached He Qin's body and said in a voice as low as a whisper: "Brother, have you ever thought about... our future Life?"
He Qin was slightly stunned. On such a night, even though they were walking on the territory of a ghost school, it seemed that all reveries were allowed and all hopes could be realized.
There was a smile on his lips, but he said very seriously: "Well, in the future? Of course I have thought about it."
Wen Zheliu asked: "What are you thinking about?"
They walked through deserted paths, fallen leaves rustling beneath their feet. He Qin asked: "What about Ning Ning, what were you thinking about just now?"
Wen Zheliu let out an embarrassed breath and stumbled: "I thought... After thinking about it, the house we live in in the future... seems like this would be good."
He Qin was a little surprised: "Really?"
"Yes." Wen Zheliu said softly, "It doesn't have to be big, two bedrooms and two living rooms, or three bedrooms and two living rooms? It is located a little closer to the city center. It is lively during the day and quiet at night. Returning to At home, it’s just the two of us..."
His face turned red quietly in the night wind, but he continued: "Let's get another cat, uh, or a dog? I like little golden retrievers, chubby little golden retrievers. Golden retrievers can get along with all small animals. Well done. Then give it a name..."
He rambled for a long time, and then he realized that He Qin beside him didn't say a word. Wen Zheliu was a little embarrassed: "Ah, did I say too much..."
"No." He Qin stopped downstairs, lowered his head and looked deeply into his eyes, "It's good... exactly as I thought."
Wen Zheliu was supported by him from behind and climbed into the room through the pipe first. He saw He Qin following closely behind him and pulling the curtains, and he didn't believe it: "How is that possible? How could you think so... so mediocre?"
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In the darkness, He Qin's footsteps were silent. He came over, held Wen Zheliu's neck back with his slender fingers, and kissed him softly and long with their lips and teeth attached.
When our lips parted, he smiled and whispered: "You do think what I thought - except for the golden retriever's name. You know, I am a person with no independent opinions."
Wen Zheliu's eyes were moist and sparkling in the dark room: "You haven't made up your mind yet?"
"You are my opinion." He Qin kissed the corner of his lips, "This... I should let you know."
In the dead of night, Wen Zheliu's heart was beating in his chest.
"Go to sleep." He Qin said softly, "Don't you have to get up early tomorrow? Or should I continue to ask for leave for you?"
Wen Zheliu came back to his senses, shook his head hurriedly, and said "Yes" in a convoluted way: "No, I'd better go to class. It's not good to attract too much attention."
"Then go to bed." He Qin pinched his face, "It's too late today, I won't bother you anymore."
Wen Zheliu suddenly shivered and didn't want to think carefully about what he meant by "making trouble".
Late at night, there was a sound of the water being turned off in the bathroom. He Qin was lying next to Wen Zheliu with his upper body naked and covered in slightly cool moisture.
The autumn night is still a bit cold, even in the teacher's apartment, no one will repair the broken pipes, but He Qin is like a big warm furnace. Wen Zheliu can't resist the temptation, so he turns over and rolls over. He was curled up in his arms. The two people's skin was naked and they hugged each other without any barriers. There was a thrilling sense of comfort between them, as if they had swallowed a sip of strong wine in the ice and snow, and their breaths were filled with trembling heat waves.
"Sleep." He Qin still smiled, but his voice was already a little hoarse. "If you don't sleep, no one will think of you tomorrow."
Wen Zheliu originally wanted to raise her head and kiss him good night, but upon hearing this, she was immediately frightened like a little quail and did not dare to say a word.
The next morning, when the genius was bright, I heard that Liu Shang was drowsy in sleep and He Qin had woken up.
"Baby?" He hugged Wen Zheliu from behind, his hot breath hitting the back of the neck of the person in his arms, "Wake up, it's time to get up."
"...Hmm." Wen Zheliu responded vaguely. The quilt is warm and soft, and behind you is your lover's broad and strong chest. Not everyone has the courage to leave them and walk into the cold morning mist of autumn. He was like a hibernating squirrel, reluctant to wake up from his cozy nest.
"Get up, baby." He Qin continued to call softly, "If you don't get up, you'll be late for class."
Wen Zheliu also continued to hum a word vaguely from his nose: "...Hmm."
He Qin sighed.
His hot palm went all the way down, slowly and ambiguously soothing Wen Zheliu's bare skin. I just woke up in the morning, and I was still in the prime of life. After just a few rubs, although the eyes of the person in my arms were still closed, the body was already reacting subconsciously.
Hearing Zheliu humming indiscriminately, waves of soreness and numbness surged up in him, making him tremble desperately. But no matter what, strange electric currents were rushing into his brain one after another, making his whole body feel hot, and he even became confused and confused. Wen Zheliu finally woke up. His voice was forced out of his throat, and he was trembling helplessly: "Brother, brother..."
He Qin laughed, and the wet kisses fell on his neck like raindrops. His kiss was so gentle, but the strength of his hands was merciless, making it hard and fast, and the sound of wet water also followed. Wen Zheliu squirmed in his arms, almost convulsing and crying.
"Are you awake, baby?" The quilt was rising and falling, and he grinded his teeth on the back of Wen Zheliu's neck. He reached out and pulled out a piece of tissue paper on the bedside table, wiped the contents of his palm slowly, and said calmly: " Can you get up?"
Wen Zheliu woke up completely. He threw all the lying in bed and laziness outside the country of Java. He collapsed on the quilt, covered in sweat, face flushed, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse.
After wiping the things on his hands, He Qin began to put on his clothes. He smiled gracefully and said, "How about it, Ning Ning, are you satisfied with the way I woke you up?"
"..." Wen Zheliu gritted his teeth and went crazy for a while. After holding it in for a long time, he finally squeezed out three words: "... not satisfied."
He Qin said meaningfully: "So, this incident tells us a truth. People must practice what they preach. If you say you get up early and don't be late, you must get up early and don't be late. What do you think, baby?"
Wen Zheliu: "..."
Wen Zheliu was almost furious at the way he woke her up.
By the time He Qin washed his hands and went to prepare breakfast, his ears were still red. After Wen Zheliu finished washing, he sat down at the dining table and stabbed an omelette on the plate with his chopsticks, assuming that this poor egg, which was white on the outside but oily on the inside, was He Qin Benqin.
"Ahem." He Qin coughed calmly and suddenly said, "How about just calling it an omelette?"
Wen Zheliu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "What...how is it?"
He Qin took a sip of hot milk without sugar, and smiled with peach blossom eyes: "How about calling the little golden retriever an omelette?"
Wen Zheliu was silent for a moment, then resolutely bit off half of the egg and said loudly: "But I refuse! One of my favorite things to do is to say 'no' to guys who think they are good!"
He Qin: "?"
During class, the two of them had to separate for a while. When he walked downstairs to the teaching building, Wen Zheliu's cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from the group.
Du Zijun: Be careful when you come and don't attract too much attention.
Wen Zheliu: What's wrong
He was a little puzzled. He Qin himself was a natural luminous person. When walking with him, there was no time when no one was paying attention to him. Why did he want others not to attract too much attention now
Xie Yuanyuan: The noise in the dormitory building yesterday was a bit too loud... Now everyone seems to be talking about us...
Wen Zheliu was suddenly startled, and then he got out of the pink bubble of love, remembering the battle last night in the dormitory that involved shooting and cannon fire.
At this time, there were many people around him, and a circle of watching students had gathered around him.
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