It was pouring rain outside the window, and the bus was bustling with activity.

A few years after graduation, everyone is still familiar with each other, and there are still endless topics to talk about. It's just that most of the people were chatting, and their eyes couldn't help but drift to the seats in the second-to-last row of the car.

The people that Pei Ran brought are basically known to everyone.

Yan Zhun, he used to be a full-time student, their classmates, boys know him because he is good at the game, and girls because he is handsome.

Halfway through the bus, after passing a mountain road, the car shook violently. The friend sitting next to Luo Qingshan finally couldn't help but whispered: "You and Pei Ran... broke up?"

Luo Qingshan was chewing gum when someone poked his heart out, and he replied glumly, "Yeah."

"At first, the monitor said that Pei Ran was going to bring his family, but I thought he was bringing relatives," said the friend.

Hearing the word "family", Luo Qingshan's face darkened even more, and he turned his head and looked out the window expressionlessly.

The rain had just stopped when we arrived at the hotel, and the air in the mountains was fresh and smelled good. After getting out of the car, the monitor quickly communicated with the hotel and distributed the room card to everyone.

Before dinner time, there was a group of people discussing to take a bath in the hot spring.

Pei Ran originally wanted to say hello to Teacher Yun, but the teacher got motion sickness and went back to the room after getting off the car.

When Pei Ran came back with the room card, he asked Yan Zhun, "Do you want to go to the hot spring with them?"

Pei Ran shook his head: "Go back to the room."

The squad leader uniformly opened the standard room for everyone, but the hotel is large and the standard room is comfortable enough.

After entering the room, Yan Zhun had just put down his luggage when he heard a thud, and Pei Ran closed the curtains.

"Sleep for a while." Pei Ran said.

Yan Yan took off his baseball cap and hung it aside: "Okay, sleepy?"

"I mean you." Pei Ran paused, "Didn't you go to bed at five o'clock last night?"

There was a problem with the commander in the TZG team, and there was no way to continue playing the game, so they had to be replaced. In order to practice tacit understanding, TZG urgently added training during this time, Yan Zhun often accompanied him for training, and he was with him until late at night.

I fell asleep at five o'clock and woke up at noon to collect luggage. had been bumping in the car for nearly two hours just now, and everyone was tired.

Yan Zhun asked, "Did I wake you up?"

"No, Lin Xuhuan told me."

Yan Zhun nodded, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and gave Lin Xuhuan a smearing emoji, before turning it to mute before throwing it on the table.

Yan Jun took off his jacket, only a thin T-shirt was left inside and lay down on the bed. Hotel beds are usually too soft. Although it is not good for the waist after sleeping for a long time, it is quite comfortable to sleep occasionally.

Just closing his eyes, he felt sleepy like a tide coming up. Half a minute later, he opened his eyes again and saw Pei Ran standing beside the bed looking at his phone.

Yan Zhun turned sideways and called out, "Mr. Pei."

In the class group, the time for the evening meal was announced, and the place was the underground restaurant of the hotel that had been reserved in advance. Pei Ran followed the others and replied, "Received": "Huh?"

Yan Zhun said in a lazy voice, "Come and sleep with me for a while."

Pei Ran raised his head in a daze, Yan Zhun half-drooping his eyelids, looking at him wearily.

For a moment, the two of them piled up the same coats, and as soon as Pei Ran lay on the bed, he was hugged by Yan Zhun from behind.

It is not accurate to say hugging, that is, the arm is placed on the waist, and there is no force.

Yan Zhun asked, "What time are you going to eat?"

Family members cannot be brought to dinner parties at night. After all, they are all classmates, and it is inevitable to feel uncomfortable with strangers.

"Six o'clock." Pei Ran said, "I'll come back early and bring you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

"No, I'll call room service, you have fun."

"Okay."

After a few seconds: "...don't play too late."

"Okay."

Yan Zhun's voice was low, like a murmur, serious: "Remember that your boyfriend is still waiting for you."

"Okay." Pei Ran smiled silently, "Got it."

The people behind him didn't speak.

Yan Jing turned his head sideways and fell asleep with his lips pressed a few centimeters from the back of his neck.

When it was time for dinner, Pei Ran got out of bed quietly, worried that he would wake up strictly, he only turned on a toilet light, hurriedly cleaned up under the dim light, and went out.

He stepped on the spot and most of his classmates had arrived. Pei Ran looked around at the vacant seats and was thinking of taking a seat when he saw Teacher Yun put down the cup and waved to him.

"Pei Ran, come and sit next to me."

Mr. Yun is in his fifties, with some gray hair on his temples, and the top of his head seems to have a Mediterranean posture, but he still looks energetic.

The seat on his left is empty, and Luo Qingshan is sitting on the right.

Seeing that he didn't move, Teacher Yun urged again. Pei Ran hesitated for a while, then sat down.

Teacher Yun looked at him a few times: "Why are your clothes so big?"

Pei Ran was startled, looked down, only to realize that he was wearing a strict coat.

He said: "...wrong dress."

There was a person in the middle, and Luo Qingshan couldn't see Pei Ran at all. Hearing this sentence, he lowered his head and slammed a glass of wine.

Teacher Yun asked him to sit down and didn't say anything in particular. He just asked him how he had been in the past two years and how his university life was.

Pei Ran answered one by one, and then asked, "Teacher, how is your health?"

"It's alright, the minor illness is not serious." Teacher Yun said calmly, "It's just that your wife is worried, she insists on resigning and recuperating, just leave it to her."

Someone next to him asked, "The teacher, can you still drink? Shim doesn't tell you?"

"She's in the room, not here." Teacher Yun said, "Just have two drinks, don't tell her."

Luo Qingshan said: "That won't work. Your high school made me stand up every day. Today I have revenge and complain."

Teacher Yun turned his head and knocked on his head: "Stinky boy!"

Everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere on the table became lively.

They are all adults, and there is no shortage of wine at the dinner table. Pei Ran lowered his head and ate silently, wandering outside the excitement. Only when everyone raised their glasses did he touch it.

At the end, most of the male students blushed and sat on the other side to play with punches. Luo Qingshan was the one who shouted the dice the loudest. There were a lot of empty places on the table in an instant.

Pei Ran put down his chopsticks and looked down to see if he had received any new messages on his phone.

Teacher Yun just finished chatting with another classmate, and after everyone next to him walked away, Teacher Yun suddenly turned his head and asked, "Why didn't Yan Zhun come with you?"

"He's making up his sleep in the room." Pei Ran blurted out, "You know him?"

After asking this question, Pei Ran felt redundant again. Yan Zhun is also full of high school, and it is not surprising that the teacher occasionally substitutes for classes and invigilates the exam.

Unexpectedly, Teacher Yun nodded and said, "I know this person. I happened to see him when he came to stuff you in the class."

Pei Ran was startled, and subconsciously repeated: "Stuff something? Give it to me?"

Mr. Yun gave a "hmm", aware of his surprise, and looked at him with a smile: "Why, you forgot? Just those few textbooks."

Pei Ran seemed to be frozen, his posture had not changed, and he had not recovered for a long time.

Seeing this expression on his face, Teacher Yun recalled, "What's the situation?"

"No..." Pei Ran regained his voice, his heart beating a little faster, "Teacher... when did you see it?"

"I don't remember it." Teacher Yun touched the rim of the cup, "It was lunch break one day."

The reason why he remembered it was a lunch break was because he also took two new textbooks and wanted to put them on Pei Ran's desk when the classroom was empty.

However, some enthusiastic classmates took a step ahead of him. Not only did they give textbooks, but they also seemed to be carrying a bag of sugar in white packaging.

Luo Qingshan came over with a wine glass and interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Mr. Yun, I'll give you a toast, high school made you worry a lot..."

Teacher Yun turned to see him, sneered, and picked up the cup: "You should respect me, I have a lot of white hair thanks to you."

Luo Qingshan pursed his lips and looked at Pei Ran: "Pei Ran, let's have a drink together?"

Pei Ran raised the cup and mechanically clinked with Teacher Yun.

He didn't even notice who was coming, and who asked him to clink glasses. The people next to him chatted lively. He sat with his head bowed, and the pieces in his mind were pieced together.

More and more people came to toast Mr. Yun later, no matter who toasted, everyone at the table followed. Pei Ran drank several glasses in a row, and suddenly put a hand on his shoulder.

"Stop drinking, Xiaoran." Luo Qingshan said, "You'll feel bad if you get drunk for a while."

Pei Ran turned sideways to avoid his hand, and just as he was about to speak, the phone rang.

[Yan Zhun: Wake up. 】

When Pei Ran watched it without covering it, Luo Qingshan saw the content at a glance.

Satisfied with food and drink, someone has already discussed going back to the room. Luo Qingshan pursed his lips, and suddenly proposed loudly: "This hotel has a KTV, or we can open a box and play for a while?"

Someone immediately responded.

Pei Ran got up and put on his coat: "Mr. Yun, I won't go, you guys have fun."

"I'm not going to your young people's activities either." Teacher Yun looked up at him: "Go back together?"

Pei Ran nodded and said yes. Because the coat was too wide, he tidied up his sleeves. Due to the alcohol, his cheeks were a little red, but his eyes were clear.

Luo Qingshan: "You've all drank a lot, so I'll give it to you."

"No." Before Pei Ran could speak, Teacher Yun refused, "You're not drunk, you can play your way."

Pei Ran and Teacher Yun left the box together and got on the elevator in silence.

When approaching his own floor, Teacher Yun suddenly said, "Actually, there are so many people in the class, and I am most worried about you."

Pei Ran was startled and turned to look at him.

Mr. Yun was still looking forward, the elevator door opened, he touched his hair, and said slowly: "It's all right, I can retire with confidence."

Pei Ran suddenly remembered that in high school, Teacher Yun also looked ahead and patted him on the shoulder.

To put it simply, there was no criticism, no scolding, and no correction. His disposition that is not accepted by ordinary people seems to be a trivial matter in the eyes of the teacher.

It was not until Teacher Yun stepped out of the elevator that Pei Ran opened his mouth, and in the end he didn't say anything, just bowed solemnly and silently to him from behind.

When Pei Ran swiped his card to open the door, the bathroom door just opened.

The heat scrambled to escape from the inside, strictly topless, casually put on loose black trousers, and walked out with wet hair.

The two doors were so close that they almost collided head-on.

Yan Zhuan was still soaked with water near his collarbone, and he smelled of hotel shower gel, which was unfamiliar and pleasant.

Seeing him coming back, Yan Zhun raised his eyebrows first, and before Pei Ran could react, he leaned down and leaned over.

Pei Ran stood still and opened his mouth subconsciously.

The expected kiss did not fall, Yan Zhun lowered his eyes and sniffed at him: "Drinking?"

"..." Pei Ran pursed his lips silently, "Just a little bit."

"More than that, I smell it." Yan Zhun stood up straight, "Your clothes..."

"I was wearing the wrong thing." Pei Ran said, "The light was too dark when I went out, so I took it off immediately."

Yan Zhun just fell asleep and was in a good mood. He stretched out his hand to stop Pei Ran from undressing: "Don't worry, wear it for a while, I like you to wear my clothes."

Pei Ran didn't take off the coat until he was taking a shower.

Strictly lying in bed talking on the phone, the coach called. He looked at the clothes hanging on the back of the chair, and answered the people on the phone one after another.

After talking about business, the coach asked: "Why do you always have the sound of water, you are soaking in the hot spring?"

Yan Zhun said, "Pei Ran is taking a bath."

"..."

The coach hurriedly said "don't bother you" and hung up the phone.

Yan Zhun didn't bother to explain, so he threw his phone aside, took out the Ipad from his bag, sat on the bedside and clicked on his favorites, and picked a game from a freelancer's perspective to watch.

After seeing the second game, Pei Ran came out of the bathroom. He stuffed the change of clothes into his luggage and lay down next to Yan Jun.

Maybe the squad leader was assigned incorrectly. Their room was a big bed, and neither of them thought about changing it.

Yan Zhun has always been serious when watching the game, but this time he was extremely impatient, the progress bar dragged and dragged, and finally he couldn't help turning his head to meet Pei Ran's gaze.

Pei Ran washed her hair and dried it in the bathroom, her hair was limp. Ever since he got into bed, he has been looking up at him.

Yan Zhen felt a little amused: "What are you looking at?"

Pei Ran seemed to be a little distracted, and it took a long time to answer: "You."

Feeling that he was in a bad mood, he turned down the volume of the small tablet strictly: "What's wrong."

Pei Ran pursed his lips and released them again. After a few times, he asked, "...Why didn't you come to know me in high school?"

Yan Zhun was caught off guard by the question, and the corners of his mouth tensed unconsciously.

Pei Ran said, "I always thought those textbooks and school uniforms were given to me by other students."

Yan Zhuan paused, his eyes moved slightly.

Why not, because he wasn't sure enough at the time.

Not sure if he sent these things because of a flood of useless empathy or some other emotion. He has no experience and doesn't know how to like someone.

"But I'm very happy." Pei Ran said softly.

Yan Zhun said, "What?"

Pei Ran looked away and took it back, his eyes shy and magnanimous: "...I am very happy to know that you are the one who sent those things."

The iPad was completely shut down, pushed to the edge of the big bed, and was about to fall on the carpet.

Strictly press Pei Ran on the bed, kneel on Pei Ran's waist with his legs apart, hold his face with his hands, and kiss him heavily with his head down.

The lips were bitten repeatedly, the tip of the tongue tossed and turned, and some subtle and ambiguous voices came out intermittently.

Pei Ran always felt that he would behave better the next time he kissed, but he didn't every time. He was still humming from lack of oxygen and breathing heavily, but this time Strict did not let him go.

When the hem of the clothes was lifted, Pei Ran only felt hot all over, and sweat broke out from his forehead.

Yan Zhun finally ended the kiss. Pei Ran gasped heavily. Before he could recover, he heard Yan Zhun ask, "Are you ticklish?"

Pei Ran's eyes were half-open, not understanding why he asked, "A little bit."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Zhun suddenly lifted his chin and kissed his Adam's apple.

Pei Ran's body froze, and his whole body felt numb like an electric shock.

During this time, Pei Ran went to live at the TZG base every Saturday. They often kissed, but they never did anything other than kissing.

Strictly restrained every time, because the taste of taking a cold bath is really uncomfortable.

But now, just accidentally opened a hole, and can't stop it later.

Until the doorbell rang, the strict sanity was pulled back a little.

He straightened his back, saw Pei Ran's appearance clearly, and his throat tightened unconsciously.

Pei Ran's clothes were pushed up to his neck by him, and there were a few pink marks in the white skin, which had just been made. The loose waist of the trousers also faded down due to the movement, revealing a section of the edge of the white panties.

His lips were kissed red, his cheeks were bloodshot, and his drooping eyes were wet.

The doorbell rang a few more times.

Yan Zhun took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll open the door."

The moment he got up, Pei Ran suddenly stretched out his legs to hook him.

Before Pei Ran could speak, Yan Zhen turned around and pressed him again. He lifted Pei Ran's hair and kissed his chin: "Do you know what it means to hook your boyfriend with your legs?"

Pei Ran's heart was pounding non-stop, and he nodded slowly: "I know."

When the people outside the door saw that there was no response in the room, they simply knocked on the door with their hands——

"Pei Ran! Are you inside?"

It was Luo Qingshan's voice.

Pei Ran was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to raise his head, he was held tightly by his neck and kissed back again.

The knocking on the door continued.

"I am Luo Qingshan."

"I have something to ask you-"

"Pei Ran??"

...

After an unknown time, there was finally no sound outside the door.

On the carpet in the room, the boys' clothes were folded together at random.

Pei Ran sat on the head of the bed with his legs bent, bowed his head and clenched his strict wrist, the blood dripping all the way to the roots of his ears: "Okay, it's alright...Strictly."

Yan Zhun reached for something on the table while kissing him.

He handed the Fangzheng package to Pei Ran, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Pei, help me wear it."

Pei Ran's face turned even redder. He lowered his head, his hands shaking while tearing the package, he finally tore it open, and he didn't put it on for a long time.

"Sorry." Pei Ran's voice softened, "I haven't worn it... Immediately."

After a strict pause, he held his hand: "Never wore it? Then before you..."

"Never had."

Yan Zhun: "..."

Pei Ran said, "I'm a bit of a clean freak."

Yan Zhun swallowed several times, and asked bluntly in a low voice, "I can, but he can't?"

"..." Pei Ran said nothing. After a moment, he looked up and said, "...wear it."

Yan Zun lowered his head to kiss his knee in silence, closed his eyes briefly, and his breathing was completely chaotic.

...