a delicate flower

The faint sound of footsteps coming from behind interrupted the ambiguous and sticky atmosphere between the two.

Ailang turned his face away and exhaled softly, afraid that Zhuang Lin would feel his chaotic breath, and that Zhuang Lin would notice his nervousness and unnatural mood.

Zhuang Lin led Ai Lang to continue walking. Ai Lang is now able to devote himself to trusting the other party. Not only will he not panic and helpless, but after calming down, he can also tease the other party from time to time, "I really want to kiss you." , "I still want to kiss you", all kinds of sticky modal particles take turns.

But Zhuang Lin didn't give him any response.

Back to the assembly point at the terminal, soft and soothing light music is played in the spacious hall, creating a heart-warming atmosphere.

The contestants who successfully returned to the finish line sat on the ground under the instructions of the staff. Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin held hands tightly. After waiting for a while, all the members arrived. Only then did the host say in a soft voice: "Now please All the students close their eyes, sit quietly for 2 minutes, and recall what they have learned along the way."

The human voice is quiet, only light music flows leisurely in the hall.

Ailang hadn't taken off the blindfold yet, all he could think about was Zhuang Lin's forehead kiss just now, and he licked his lips with some aftertaste.

2 minutes passed in the blink of an eye.

The host pinched the time and said, "Students, please take off your blindfolds, open your eyes, and take a look at the person next to you. He/she is leading you through tonight's journey."

Ailang took off the blindfold. At first, his eyes were a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, it was already dark outside. There was a weak night light in the hall, and the light was very dark, but the light on the multimedia projection screen was even brighter.

Ailang looked at Zhuang Lin who was sitting next to him with the faint light. Zhuang Lin's face was clear and three-dimensional, and his side face was soaked in the soft light, making him look a little unrealistic.

At this moment, AI Lang suddenly remembered what Ma Pian had said to him for no reason: "This game is wonderful...it will make people suddenly want to fall in love."

It turned out that Ma Pian did not lie to him.

Ai Lang looked at Zhuang Lin with a gaze that seemed to have heat, Zhuang Lin turned his head suspiciously, and fell into Ai Lang's eyes unexpectedly.

The night lights at the scene were too ambiguous, and the soft music was so gentle that the two of them even looked at each other very delicately. Ai Lang moved his eyes imperceptibly away with the blink of his eyelids, and then smiled again Eyes, habitually teasing Zhuang Lin: "Just now, did someone kiss me?"

Zhuang Lin coughed uncomfortably when he heard Ai Lang's words, turned his face away, and didn't dare to meet Ai Lang's eyes.

Ai Lang just smiled, holding his side face with one hand, looking at Zhuang Lin's shy appearance contentedly, stretched out his hand, and squeezed his soft and warm earlobe.

·

Seven o'clock in the evening.

At the end of the Sutuo trip, the six departments were assembled, and the group was picked up by the bus and left the quality development center. After driving for [-] minutes, they arrived at the white sand beach by the sea.

There is a barbecue shop not far from the beach, which can provide grills, charcoal and various skewered barbecue ingredients.Walk a short distance in the direction of the beach, and you can see that there are many places to rent tents nearby.

Have a lively barbecue party at night, set up tents and camp on the beach, and wake up early tomorrow morning to watch the sunrise again.The masters of the art center planned very hard, trying their best to create a good memory for the students.

The barbecue stalls and tents have been reserved in advance. More than 100 people are divided into two groups, half of them stay at the barbecue stalls for barbecue, and the other team goes to help set up tents.

The barbecue party was very lively, and the freshmen from the six departments also got along very well. The hosting department took the initiative to send contestants to act as party hosts. The members of the performing arts department were cueed by the host to perform dramas, and the members of the talent department followed closely in the dramas of the performing arts department There will be singing and dancing in the back... Laughter and laughter are accompanied by the waves hitting the beach not far away.

A large group of people ate, drank, talked and laughed, made a lot of noise, and finally held a bonfire carnival around eight grills.

The girls frantically took selfies with their mobile phones, and some people held up selfie sticks and looked for people to collect stamps and take pictures.

Ailang, Xing Lu, and Ma Pian sat aside, eating freshly baked skewers and drinking cold drinks. They watched the children in their department having fun with great relief, as if they saw their wonderful retirement life in their [-]s and [-]s.

Ai Lang and Xing Lu are messing around, one with his face up and his mouth open, and the other throwing peanuts into each other's mouth.

Ai Lang suddenly heard a soft and waxy female voice calling him:

"Senior Ailang..."

Ai Lang turned his head to look at the sound, but was hit on the face by the peanuts thrown by Xing Lu, and laughed loudly by Xing Lu.

Fang Chaotian saw Ai Lang's embarrassment, she pursed her lips to suppress a smile, but the line of her tightly pursed lips still rose slightly, revealing her thoughts.

Ailang reprimanded Xing Lu not to mess around, and turned to look at Fang Chaotian on the other hand. With a smile on his face, he asked in a gentle tone: "Super sweet kid, what can I do for you?"

Fang Chaotian tied up a ponytail for the convenience of participating in the event today, wearing casual cropped pants and white shoes, still sweet and cute.

She shyly took out a roll of white paper from behind, held the bottom of the roll with both hands, handed it to Ai Lang, and said in a low voice, "I, I'll hand in the homework..."

Ai Lang looked puzzled, took the scroll, and as soon as he spread it out, he saw two pages of white paper filled with the same name—Ai Lang.

Ailang couldn't laugh or cry, smoothed the curled paper, raised his head and said to Fang Chaotian: "I said it was a joke, you don't have to take it seriously... You really went back and copied it a hundred times, thanks for your hard work , the handwriting is pretty nice."

Ailang took the scroll and praised it, and the topic between the two ended here.

Fang Chaotian stood there hesitating, and couldn't help asking: "Senior...can I...can I take a photo with you?"

After hearing this, Ai Lang said generously: "Of course, the deputy minister is here, you can take pictures as you like, and this one is the Minister Ma of the Performing Arts Department, so he has to make a good relationship, maybe he understands I will pick you to be the heroine of a school movie."

Ai Lang brought the two present here one by one without landing. When Fang Chaotian held up his mobile phone to take pictures, Ma Pian and Xing Lu also entered the camera together as a matter of course.

After Fang Chaotian finished taking the photo, thanked her and left, Xing Lu's smiling face turned suspicious when she turned to Ai Lang. She asked, "Our primary school girl, maybe she likes you?"

Ailang held the "homework" that Fang Chaotian gave him in her hand. She copied the name of "Ailang" a hundred times carefully. How careful it is.

Ai Lang frowned slightly, and then re-rolled the paper into a roll. He pretended not to care and said: "If she can 'fuck' me, it's okay~"

As soon as Xing Lu heard it, she stamped her feet and shook her goosebumps, and said contemptuously, "You want to lose face!"

Ma Pian obediently drank the fruit juice, blinked at Ai Lang, pouted at Ai Lang's back obliquely, and asked with a smile: "You can say it if you can do it?"

Ailang looked back in the direction Ma Pian pointed, and saw Zhuang Lin surrounded by two girls from the performing arts department with purple ribbons on their hands.

Ai Lang squinted his eyes, guessing that the two girls were holding up the selfie sticks to ask for a photo with Zhuang Lin.

As soon as Zhuang Lin went to help set up the tent and came back, he was accosted by two girls who claimed to have met him in the performing arts department.

The girl with pretty short hair asked in a regretful tone: "I asked the deputy minister later, and she said that you didn't even come to take the re-examination. You are the best scorer in this freshman interview, why did you give up the performing arts department later on?" retest?"

After the short-haired girl passed the re-examination of the Performing Arts Department, she was expecting to meet Zhuang Lin, but on the night of the performance department's freshman meeting, she looked around and made every effort to confirm that all the members were "all here" as the minister said, but she didn't see Zhuang Lin. Pro.

The girl who came with the short-haired girl also echoed: "That's right, the video of your first test day was uploaded to our current community group, and the acting was very good! Why did you end up in the etiquette department?"

Zhuang Lin pressed the disposable cup to his lips, and said with a smile, "Ah... because the Ministry of Rites and Models is more attractive to me."

Although he was very interested in acting before, the Ritual Model Department is more than just an "interest" to him.

Zhuang Lin's answer left the two girls speechless. They chatted a few more words, and got a lukewarm answer from Zhuang Lin. Finally, the topic shifted to the group photo.

The short-haired girl asked Zhuang Lin: "Can you take a photo with us?"

Before Zhuang Lin could answer, he heard someone behind him answer, "Okay."

The two girls looked back at the person who suddenly interrupted.I saw Ai Lang sitting down next to Zhuang Lin generously. He put his hands behind his back, straightened his upper body, raised his face and smiled slightly at the two girls.

Ailang loves to laugh, and he smiles beautifully. On the surface, he looks gentle and amiable, but his right hand, which is behind Zhuang Lin's back, is secretly making small movements, and his fingers restlessly outline Zhuang Lin's tight buttocks.

"..."

Zhuang Lin pursed his lips and said to Ai Lang: "Senior..."

Originally it was just a title, but his pleading was omitted in his long ending, and only Ai Lang could hear what he omitted - senior, please let me go...

Ai Lang squinted his eyes and smiled, then put away his mischievous tricks, hooked the corners of his lips happily, and raised his chin to the two school girls: "Let's take a photo together."

The two school girls suddenly met Ai Lang who offered to take a photo together, and they were a little confused. They said "OK", and just about to turn on the phone, they heard Ai Lang say again: "Should I use Polaroid to take pictures?"

On the chest of the short-haired girl was a small fresh green Polaroid.

Ai Lang smiled innocently, and the little abacus in his heart was crackling: Polaroid imaged on the spot, suitable for (face value) strength crushing.

The girl nodded, and said with embarrassment: "But senior, I only have one photo paper left..."

Hearing this, Ai Lang smiled and said, "It's okay, then let's just take one picture."

Ailang answered fluently, and at first it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, but it turned out that he was playing a word game. The girl's request for "taking a group photo" suddenly became "just take a Polaroid photo".

girl:"……"

Since Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin were sitting side by side, the two girls stood behind them just right, so the short-haired girl asked a passing classmate to help take a group photo of the four of them.

When the photographed paper gradually became like an image, Ailang took the photographic paper and was full of praise, "It's really beautiful." After finishing, he looked at the short-haired girl with bright eyes and asked, "I like this so much." Can you send me a photo of it?"

"........."

The short-haired girl responded, "Okay..."

When the two girls walked away, Ai Lang shook the Polaroid photo at Zhuang Lin, sneered and said in disgust: "It's not good-looking at all, and I couldn't take your pear dimple."

Zhuang Lin took the photo paper and looked down. The faces of all the people on the photo were dimly lit, which was indeed not a good photo.

Zhuang Lin commented objectively: "But the senior still took better pictures than others."

Ai Lang laughed when he heard this, raised his eyebrows, licked the corners of his lips playfully and said, "That's pretty, but you want to fuck me~"

"..."

Zhuang Lin turned his head and took a look, and saw Ailang biting his lower lip lightly, the corners of his lips slightly raised, his eyes were smiling, looking at him brightly.

Zhuang Lin couldn't stand Ai Lang's unrestrained speech, and said a little embarrassedly: "Senior, don't say such things..."

Ailang leaned forward with his upper body, his elbows resting on his thighs, and his hands held his cheeks.He looked at Zhuang Lin with a smile, and responded very obediently: "Okay, I will try to restrain myself in the future."

Zhuang Lin coughed lightly, took a sip from the disposable cup, and turned his eyes to the distance uncomfortably.Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the person next to him standing up, and then he turned his head suspiciously, and saw Ai Lang move from his left to the right of the stone chair.

Ai Lang sat on the stone bench with his legs spread apart, facing Zhuang Lin's right side face, he stretched out his finger to poke Zhuang Lin's face, and said with a smile: "I can only see your dimples when I sit here~ Smile and let me see?"

Ailang's fingertips circled back and forth around Zhuang Lin's mouth, making Zhuang Lin smile for him and reveal the small dimple on the corner of his right lip. Ailang said with satisfaction: "This dimple is very suitable for you, and it can be recognized immediately Got taller."

The small pear dimples looming on Zhuang Lin's lips are very eye-catching, no more, no less, one is just right.

Ellen envied: "You have to thank your parents."

Zhuang Lin smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with my mother, this is the scar left by a stone when I fell on the ground when I was young."

"..."

Zhuang Lin's tone didn't sound like he was joking, Ai Lang stretched out his hand dubiously, and caressed the occasional small dimples on Zhuang Lin's lips, and he could feel a small dimple imprint.

Ai Lang marveled: "Then you are even better. When we were young, we always had to worry about leaving scars, but in the end you knocked out a small dimple. Your life is too good, right?"

Zhuang Lin raised the corners of his mouth because of Ai Lang's words, and the scar that was so faint that there were no traces immediately turned into a sweet dimple, and he responded softly: "But senior, when I fell when I was young, it really hurts."

Ai Lang was taken aback, and asked: "...how much does it hurt?"

Zhuang Lin smiled lightly and said, "It hurts. It hurt so much that I cried all night and no one comforted me. I didn't go to the hospital to take out the small stones until the next day when blood scabs formed and swelled badly..."

"..."

Ai Lang stretched out his hand to caress Zhuang Lin's face, and gently rubbed the position of the small pear dimple with his thumb, his eyes showed distress, and he joked calmly and calmly: "Who told you not to meet me sooner, I Not only will I comfort you, but I will also touch and kiss you, and you can cry with me if you want. You can hurt me, make me cry, whatever you want.”

Although Ailang selfishly mixed in yellow waste, Zhuang Lin was still amused by his consolation, and he said helplessly: "Senior, I was only eight years old at that time..."

"Oh, eight years old."

Ai Lang tilted his head and thought about it seriously, and was a little distressed: "You are eight years old, then I am almost ten years old. That may not work, I was also a little shy at that time, if we knew each other at that time, I would I might not even dare to go up and talk to you..."

Zhuang Lin couldn't help laughing, and said softly: "I will take the initiative to talk to the senior."

Hearing this, Ai Lang raised his head and looked into Zhuang Lin's eyes quietly.Clear, translucent, thick long eyelashes are reflected in the clear eyes like glass balls, the fundus of the eyes is like a pool of black ink, which will flow, and there are some spots of light falling inside.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the corners of Zhuang Lin's lips moved slightly, revealing that Xiaoli dimple was smiling at Ai Lang, and then he looked away.

Ai Lang was in an inexplicably happy mood, gently shaking his legs straddling the stone bench, smiling, and said: "This is probably the longest time we have looked at each other since we met."

Zhuang Lin looked at Ai Lang's inadvertently happy look, and Ai Lang's brows were also stained with a smile.

The barbecue party turned into a bonfire party completely. A group of young people were high for two hours and no one said it was over. Some people even proposed to wait all night to watch the sunrise. Ai Lang, a group of health-preserving seniors at the ministerial level, could not disturb their interest. , until after eleven o'clock, the eldest sister of the art center called all the freshmen over for a small meeting, and assigned them a temporary task: please form a team by yourself, and sleep together in a tent.

As soon as this small task was released, it immediately shook most of the people's determination to "carnival all night".

Some people started booing the public couples in the club, and after booing the few public couples, they started booing the men and women who were in the ambiguous period.

The scene was suddenly more lively than just singing and dancing.

The eldest sister reminded: "Everyone should take voluntary team formation as the first principle. If you are in love with each other, you don't have to be shy. It's just a simple sleep. Please don't overdo it. If there are minors on the scene, please come and report first. Beiha, I will take special care of you~”

Some people at the scene laughed ambiguously because of the words "special care".

Driven by the eldest sister, everyone was finally willing to move their positions from the barbecue stand to the tent area not far away.

Xing Lu took Ma Pian's hand, and said in embarrassment: "Oops, do I want to sleep with my cute little cheater tonight, or flip our top card? I'm so distressed."

Ai Lang said without hesitation: "Don't hesitate, please sleep with Ma Pian, so that you can experience the pleasure of having an affair with a married man."

Xing Lu asked: "What about you?"

Xing Lu had some questions verbally, but her eyes automatically drifted to the handsome junior walking beside Ai Lang.She retracted her gaze meaningfully, raised her eyebrows at Ai Lang, lowered her voice and said with a clever smile: "Are you going to start so soon?"

Ailang refuted Xing Lu's ridicule righteously, saying: "No way, it's too dangerous for me to share the bed with others. I'm afraid you will have unreasonable thoughts about me. I feel safer sleeping in a tent with Zhuang Lin."

Ailang didn't lower his volume, he answered Xing Lu, and played with Zhuang Lin by calling Zhuang Lin "good baby" intentionally or unintentionally.

Ai Lang turned his head and blinked at Zhuang Lin, and the response he got was Zhuang Lin's helpless expression.

Xing Lu made a fake laugh of "hahaha", and countered: "Yes, yes, if you share the bed with someone else, then other people are really too dangerous!"

Ai Lang was made fun of by Xing Lu here, and when he went to sign up for a tent with the eldest sister, the former Minister of Rites and Models, he was glanced at several times ambiguously.

The elder sister blinked her eyes and said, "Don't get too excited, forgetting that you have to take turns to watch the night."

Ailang took the opportunity to approach and said: "Sister, help me arrange the last night watch on duty, I'm afraid I will be overworked at night."

The eldest sister said "go, go" in disgust, but at the same time liked Ai Lang's tricks the most, and acquiesced in Ai Lang's request to be on the last shift.

However, whether it's Xing Lu or the eldest sister, it's just a joke. Based on their understanding of Ai Lang, no one takes the matter of Ai Lang and Zhuang Lin seriously.

A group of people arrived at the tent area, and hundreds of tents were set up on the designated beach area, which was spectacular at first glance.Ailang and Zhuang Lin were assigned to a tent as he wished. The tent was a bit small. Ailang turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone for lighting. As soon as he got into the tent, he lay down on the right side of the tent.

Zhuang Lin followed and stuffed the corners of the tent carefully, while Ai Lang lay down and slept soundly.

Ailang got up very early today, and he didn't have the conditions to catch up on sleep at the Sutuo Center at noon. He lay on the blanket laid by the tent, closed his eyes and fell asleep, when he suddenly heard Zhuang Lin say: "Senior, what did you do just now?" It doesn't sound like you're praising me..."

Ai Lang lay on his side, opened his eyes lazily when he heard the words, and asked, "Huh? What did I say?"

Ai Lang talks nonsense every day, and he can only remember in general what he said to Zhuang Lin, nine out of ten sentences are teasing, but I really can't remember the specific content.

Zhuang Lin turned his head and said softly, "It's not dangerous to have sex with me? Huh?"

His voice was nasal, and somehow provocative.

Ai Lang chuckled, turned over and lay down, with a smile in his voice: "Then do you want to sleep with me? If you want to, I'll wash myself in vain and lie on the bed, open my ass and wait for you to fuck me, okay?"

Ailang speaks wildly, and winks at Zhuang Lin with a smile.

There was a sudden silence in the tent.

"..."

Ailang's tone was always joking, but the joking words were dragged on by the moment of silence in the tent and became more embarrassing, and finally seemed to be mixed with the light and salty seafood.

Zhuang Lin paused for a while, then responded softly: "Senior, it's better not to make such jokes."

Ai Lang stared at the top of the tent, touched his nose: "well, maybe you don't think it's funny?"

Zhuang Lin turned his back to Ailang, the tent was rattling by the sea breeze, and he covered Zhuang Lin's spoken answer - I will take it seriously.

"..."

After a while, Zhuang Lin turned off the flashlight of his mobile phone and lay down in the tent.

The sea wind outside the tent was so strong that it seemed to uproot the entire tent.

Ai Lang suddenly made a noise, joking as if catering to Zhuang Lin's daily behavior: "Don't you need to hold hands when you sleep?"

Zhuang Lin raised the corners of his lips slightly in the darkness, and said, "Yes."

After getting the answer, Ai Lang raised his right hand high: "Where is your hand?"

Zhuang Lin didn't make a sound, and stretched out his hand directly to hold Ai Lang's raised hand.

The two lay in the tent, speechless for a moment, the sea wind howling outside and the sound of waves crashing on the shore.

"correct."

Ellen couldn't help but speak.

In the darkness, I heard Zhuang Lin turning his head: "Huh?"

Ellen said: "When I was sitting at the barbecue booth just now, I really wanted to do this."

Zhuang Lin didn't hear the follow-up of Ai Lang's explanation of "how to do it", but waited until Ai Lang stood up and suddenly approached Zhuang Lin...

Zhuang Lin froze, and he heard Ai Lang laughing and saying "Don't be nervous", and then felt Ai Lang's soft lips kiss Zhuang Lin's right corner of his lips impartially with the touch of his fingers.

Ailang's movements were done in one go, as if he had planned it for a long time.

Before Zhuang Lin could react, Ai Lang aimed at the corner of his lips and kissed him several times.Ai Lang licked after kissing him, and licked his wet tongue against the corner of his lips, taking the lip line as the boundary, Ai Lang only licked the corner of his mouth, and never crossed the boundary to spoil the two thin lips, which was so well-behaved teeth itching...

Ai Lang rustled for a while, and then lay down beside him again.

then……

Zhuang Lin heard Ai Lang say: "I made up for all your comfort from the age of eight to this year. Be good, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"..."

Zhuang Lin lay in the darkness with his eyes open, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The night was very quiet, the wind was very loud, and the heartbeats of the two people "thumped" to the same frequency as the beat of the waves.