Chapter 83

Song Yu's hand fell down the side of his waist.

His breathing was too hot to ignore, Cheng Yan was so ticklish that he couldn't bear it. He was more overwhelmed and ashamed than the instinctive reaction on his mind and body. His skin seeped into the bone and blood, as if ants were gnawing at his flesh.

Unconsciously, his hands clenched into fists, and an unbearable itching came from behind his ears. Cheng Yan couldn't help but shuddered. Someone felt it and asked him why he was shaking.

Cheng Yan turned around and faced Song Yu. He wrapped his arms around his waist and put his face into his arms. The rose shower gel that was pressed between his nose smelled so good, the tip of his nose rubbed against his. Feeling the stiffness of his abdominal muscles in his chest, Cheng Yan couldn't lift his head and said, "Don't talk."

Song Yu lowered his head, his palms covered the back of Cheng Yan's head, his chin was on top of his head, his wet hair was against his skin, and he said with a chuckle, "Ashamed?"

He is not a generous person. In this regard, Cheng Yan has shown great restraint. He seems unable to open up like Song Yu. Although he is in the beginning of love, he is not at an age when he does not understand anything. Compared with Song Yu , he was too innocent.

Maybe there was a bit of intentionality in it, and it was a bit of a desire to act coquettishly and show off to his lover, he admitted it, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain his red ears.

He was trying to attract Song Yu's attention, did he think he would like such a performance? Whatever, any answer will do, otherwise how to explain the current performance and psychology?

If you didn't hear his answer, it could be regarded as a default. Song Yu reluctantly kissed his ear, "Are you acting like a spoiled child with me now?"

Cheng Yan shook his head in his arms.

Song Yuhu inserted his fingers in the back of his head into his hair, and he was so nervous that his hair was hot, "Isn't it? Then with red ears like this, he got into my arms again, looking like he was being bullied. how to explain it?"

"That's it," Cheng Yan broke the jar and threw it. He didn't let go.

The words were meant to be blamed, but the tone sounded like a coquettish, and it forced people to do this. Song Yu would never make fun of him, and touched his forehead with his lips and said, "Okay, be coquettish to me. Well, I like you like that."

The more he said that, the more he was reluctant. Cheng Yan raised his head and saw the intoxicated emotion in Song Yu's eyes.

He never imagined that one day he would become like this, to act like a spoiled brat with a big man, to hide in Song Yu's arms, to stick to his chest, to do something to be seen, to say something to be heard, to make a joke Behaviour and words, when they met for the first time, he didn't even dare to speak to him. It would be really unexpected that Song Yu, who seemed so cold and difficult to get along with, would hold him tightly in his arms, ignore his jokes, respond to his intentions, and accept his hug.

And it looks so willing.

In the end, God favored him, so that he could be involved with this person and have such incredible progress, instead of staying in a simple relationship like being a friend.

"What's wrong?" Song Yu touched his small face, raised his chin with the back of his hand, and met his eyes, he likes to meet Cheng Yan's eyes, which is full of reassuring thoughts, "I said It's just the truth, if you don't like to hear it, I won't say it in the future."

He made him so restrained every time. Although Song Yu liked to tease him, he liked his reaction and performance, but if it was a pressure for Cheng Yan, he would choose to be more restrained. In fact, before meeting Cheng Yan, he was not like that either. I never thought that I could fall into such a state in a relationship. I like to make people blush, and tell some things that he thought was too blunt in the past, and occasionally feel uncomfortable with such uncontrollable behaviors of himself. That's right, after seeing Cheng Yan's overly nervous appearance.

"No, I don't like it." Cheng Yan was used to it. He was used to being pinched or lifted by Song Yu. He didn't resist and said, "I just think... it's too straight."

This is his first time in love, Song Yu is the first lover in his life, he has no experience, and he can't be calm when he hears these sultry words, blushing is not a girl's prerogative, it's a human treatment The natural reaction to external stimuli, some people are masters in love, can make jokes, and can withstand provocation, while some people are just touching emotions for the first time.

Being thick-skinned doesn't mean that you can take care of everything. Cheng Yan can't afford the word thick-skinned when it comes to these intimate matters.

Song Yu was very good at negotiating, and after hearing the sound, he said, "I won't talk about it after that..."

"Don't say it," Cheng Yan hurriedly interrupted him, looking at Song Yu's excited eyes, he lowered his head to explain what he meant, "I can listen."

He is squeamish. In these matters, but it is not to an unacceptable level. He will be happy to hear these words. He will not talk about Plato's love with Song Yu. That is impossible, but he is not ready yet. , he likes to hear it, he really likes to hear Song Yu say this.

Song Yu was embarrassed: "Look at you, I can't say it, and I can't say it, so can I say it? Classmate Cheng Yan."

It's addicting to tease a person, his reaction and performance are all you like, how can you resist not teasing him? Song Yu went further and further on this road.

"It can be said." Cheng Yan lowered his head and folded his hands, "I'm not forbidding you to say it."

Song Yu smiled, grabbed Cheng Yan's wrist, and said, "Come with me."

He took him to the single sofa and sat down. Song Yu sat down first, and then let Cheng Yan sit on his lap. Cheng Yan disagreed. Song Yu did not give him any room for negotiation. Yan tugged at his clothes, because he was more exposed because of sitting down. He pressed Song Yu's chest and said, "Then you let me wear pants."

Song Yu glanced at his thigh, Cheng Yan closed his knees, and tugged his shirt down again: "Don't look at it."

Song Yuzhen couldn't help him, he waved his hand and said, "Wear it, go and wear it."

Cheng Yan got off him and took out the wide short sleeves he found in the closet, "Can you wear this? I found it in your closet."

Song Yu nodded: "Well, normal clothes, let's wear them."

It was a large T-shirt. Song Yu always wore it in a large size. Cheng Yan was tall but had a small frame. He was almost kneeling when he wore it. He changed his clothes and planned to wear this to sleep today.

Back in front of Song Yu, Cheng Yan sat on his lap consciously, Song Yu picked up the phone, was looking for something, and then put the phone on the table, melodious music came from the receiver.

"What?" Cheng Yan looked at the phone on the table.

Song Yu supported his lower back with one hand and Cheng Yan's fingers with the other, and said, "I want to sing you a song."

Cheng Yan asked without a clue, "Why didn't you sing in the K room just now?"

He was reluctant to sing after so many people invited him, but now he is obedient when he returns home.

"I don't want to listen to them," Song Yu said with interest, "I just sing it for you."

"Then let's sing." Cheng Yan listened attentively, saying that Song Yu sang well, he didn't know how good it was, but he knew from Song Yu's voice that it would not be bad.

Song Yu sang a love song. People say that they are most afraid of rappers singing love songs. Now listening to Song Yu's magnetic voice singing love songs is also a challenge. The challenge is not to be moved by such a serious and dedicated voice, but Cheng Yan failed, he He failed as soon as he opened his voice, maybe earlier, maybe he didn't need Song Yu to sing, he was already moved, when he didn't do anything.

"The city that has ended the hustle and bustle is the most suitable for memories. Those lucky enough to laugh and indulge in it, let the dreamer not abandon it, hide the moonlight and live in it, and exchange the promised meeting in the world. I will give you half of my love and keep half of it for myself, just to be able to accompany you. Going to a farther appointment, I hope that the migratory birds will leave and go to the northern sky, I seem to be growing wings that can fly..."

It shouldn't be said that this is a love song in a hurry, it's more like a promise and expectation between two people in the distance. The singer's voice, Cheng Yan, could not be heard clearly because the volume was low, and his attention was all in Song Yu's eyes. , and in his voice.

"It sounds good." Cheng Yan smiled slightly, watching Song Yu take his hand and gently touch it on his lips.

"No one knows what our future will be. Promise is the most insecure love story in the world, but I still want to tell you today, Cheng Yan, I have never liked someone so much, just because of how I like you now. , I am afraid it is difficult to accept others. The elders say that the love on campus is the purest and most beautiful. I hope that the relationship we started early will not be defeated by the setbacks and reality in the future. Since you have chosen me, you must be firm. I should do the same, if the love in school is pure emotion, then let this pure continue to the time of our old age."

He didn't seem to have said any particularly nasty love words to Song Yu. These words were suspected of love words, but what Cheng Yan heard was more sincere. Song Yu seemed to be talking about a plain and simple thing on his mind. It's not that he deliberately fabricated these words to make him happy in order to exaggerate a certain atmosphere.

Even so, he was pleased.

"When I chose you, I didn't think we would come to the end, even now," Cheng Yan responded: "Forgive me for being a little pessimistic, after all, life is so long, and what we will encounter in the future is beyond our imagination and control. But I want to tell you that as long as you still like me, as long as I'm still interested in you, we will be together."

I can't make any big promises, and such a small promise can still be confirmed. It's not that Cheng Yan is too pessimistic, it may be that this era is too bad, the relationship is too fast, it comes and goes in a hurry, everyone is anxious, calm down and like one. People will be accused of "licking dogs" for no reason, and the constant replacement of new people around them seems to be a symbol of ability and charm.

Humans have carnal desires, but more souls.

It is never easy to like someone, and changing too frequently and simply may not be like liking at all.

"I hope we can maintain a long-term enthusiasm for each other." Song Yu held Cheng Yan's hands and said in a nutshell, people are not long-term animals, this is a beautiful prayer, he hopes and Cheng Yan, both The minority among the normal are the candidates who are loyal to each other.

"It's a challenge," Cheng Yan said, "I accept it." In the end, it depends on who is the winner and who loses pitifully. There must be a result, but they all hope that it will be a win-win situation. gambling.

It has to be a win-win gamble.

Because they almost failed, because they all felt the same way, they have confirmed that it was not the ending they expected and could accept.

It's so painful, don't have the courage to experience it a second time.

Tonight, sharing the same bed and sleeping on the same bed, Cheng Yan slept with his back to Song Yu, and was held in his arms by Song Yu. He liked this posture, the posture of being hugged tightly, against his chest, His nose was full of his breath.

But it was a stalemate for a long time, some people tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, some people were clear-headed, and their ears were full of affectionate singing.

"Can't you fall asleep?" Cheng Yan didn't look at Song Yu, but he knew he was awake, because the room was quiet and he could hear the sound of unsteady breathing.

Song Yu's sleep has been bad recently, and it's worse today.

"Want to hear the truth?" He pressed against Cheng Yan's neck and said, "All I can think about is you without clothes."

The scene in the bathroom kept replaying in my mind, and the tormented man was full of energy and clear-headed.

Cheng Yan turned around, facing Song Yu, grabbed his hand, put it on his back waist, and got into his arms, his ears were pink, his eyelashes were quivering, and his throat was hot and said:"I'll be yours sooner or later."