a delicate flower

"five."

"six."

……

Xing Lu, who was staying in the activity room, put the phone aside and took cold measures.She especially regretted why she sent a WeChat message to Ai Lang an hour ago, which caused her head to be stuffed with a mouth full of dog food.

Every time Zhuang Lin finished running a lap, he ran to Ai Langdao to check in and kiss. Ai Lang stood up after sitting. Zhuang Lin's breathing became heavier and heavier, with thin sweat on his face and neck, and even his exhaled breath was warm almost.

Ailang almost forgot his original requirements and standards for his lover. Apart from looking at his face first, he has clear requirements such as being cool and handsome, which also includes not being too sloppy and not approaching him with a smell of sweat, but now, I feel that the slight sweat smell on Zhuang Lin's body is also full of hormones.

Although the two were standing in a dimly lit corner, the playground was crowded with people and noisy, and kissing in public already carried the tension and excitement similar to field battles.After Zhuang Lin ran, the lack of oxygen in the lungs would also bring a painful feeling of suffocation. Ai Lang was worried that kissing would make Zhuang Lin, who was already breathing unsteadily, even more uncomfortable. However, after the kiss, Zhuang Lin Panting heavily, his eyes sparkling, he licked his thin lips endlessly, but it's a pity that Ai Lang couldn't see clearly in the dim light.

The urgency of suffocation infinitely magnifies the hot feeling of kissing, Zhuang Lin enjoys this exhilarating feeling very much.

After Zhuang Lin recovered his breathing, Ailang and Zhuang Lin walked back to the apartment slowly. The night wind was very cool, gently blowing across his cheeks.The two walked side by side and didn't communicate much, but even if they were silent with each other, they wouldn't feel awkward.

The cool breeze at night was just right, the three or two people on the road were just right, and Zhuang Lin walking beside him was just right.Obviously no hugs, no kisses, not even physical contact with hooked fingers, just walking side by side on the way back to "home", Ailang can see Zhuang Lin's face by the light of the street lamp by turning his head sideways, and in his heart Also full of happiness.

That is a word that appears frequently on TV and on the Internet, but rarely comes to Ai Lang's mind. Three words: happiness.

The two passed by a supermarket, and AI Lang took Zhuang Lin in to buy some fruit.Although the supermarket is small, it has all kinds of internal organs. Ailang picked pears and winter dates, weighed them and sealed the bags next to them. When he turned around, he saw Zhuang Lin standing behind with a shopping basket.

Ai Lang put the fruit into the shopping basket, gently pushed Zhuang Lin to walk in another direction, and said with a smile, "Go over there and buy a cutting board."

Ai Lang hardly cooked in the apartment when he lived by himself, but now he has Zhuang Lin and the motivation to cook at the same time.

Ai Lang doesn't know how to choose a cutting board, he can only compare the prices, and buy whichever one he sees is pleasing to the eye.He turned around and saw Zhuang Lin standing next to the knife rack. Zhuang Lin held a peeling fruit knife in his hand and looked at it. He noticed Ai Lang's gaze and said to Ai Lang: "Senior, you Look, it's a left-handed paring knife."

On the paper shell of the outer packaging, there are five words printed brightly: "for left-handed use".

This kind of product that serves a very small group of people is destined to not sell well, and the paper shell of the packaging is covered with a layer of dust.

Zhuang Lin found this fruit knife accidentally, a little pleasantly surprised and a little bit looking forward to it.

However, Ailang took a look at it, and then put it back on the shelf. He said, "I seem to have said that I will always peel the fruit for you, right?"

Zhuang Lin met Ai Lang's smiling eyes, blinked, lowered his eyes to the ground, stroked his brows and said, "If I can use this knife well, I can also help the senior..."

"unnecessary."

Zhuang Lin's words were interrupted, and AI Lang said again: "I like to peel fruit for you, wait for you, and cook for you. Just because I like you, you can't deprive me of my fun."

Zhuang Lin choked back at the logic of Ai Lang's joke.

Shouldn't it be - to take it for granted that Ai Lang treats him kindly, without paying or mentioning gratitude, this is an act of presumptuousness just because of liking, right?Zhuang Lin doesn't quite understand Ai Lang's logic, but at least he can tell that Ai Lang really likes him.

Back to the apartment.

Ai Lang took a shower first, then sat at the computer desk to manage the online store, and a stack of professional books was neatly arranged in a row from high to low, serving as a decoration competently.Zhuang Lin came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, brushed his hair and walked to Ai Lang's table, and saw his mobile phone covered on the table.The black mobile phone case with a mechanical style is placed next to the computer, the bright red notebook protective case, the dark red mechanical keyboard, the dark red mouse pad...all of these make people feel that a red mobile phone case should be replaced to match.

Zhuang Lin looked away and looked at Ai Lang's row of professional books. At a glance, he saw that Mao Gai's textbook sandwiched between the brand-new professional books was the most worn out. He took out Mao Gai and flipped through two pages. When he saw the pages Signed in beautiful and delicate handwriting, it is a girl's name.For compulsory courses like Sixiu Maogai, the whole school uses the same books, and those in the lower grades borrow books from the upper grades or buy used books at low prices. Obviously, this textbook with the "highest page turning rate" is handed down from the seniors.

Ai Lang doesn't like to study - this is Zhuang Lin's conclusion.

"what?"

Seeing Zhuang Lin flipping through his book, AI Lang asked casually.

"No……"

Zhuang Lin put the book back, glanced at the puppet display on the table, and noticed the two lollipops that had been held between the legs of the puppet, and said, "Senior, don't the lollipops taste good?"

"Huh?" Ailang raised his head suspiciously, followed Zhuang Lin's gaze and noticed the lollipop on the table, reached out and flicked it, and said, "Is this our token of love? I'm reluctant to eat it."

Zhuang Lin said softly: "Eat it, I will buy the exact same brand for the senior after I finish eating."

Ai Lang looked up at him, "That's not okay, you have to buy it back and replace it before I finish eating." As he spoke, Ai Lang pulled out the lollipop, held it in his hand, and raised his little finger to indicate Caressing the puppet between the legs, raised his face with a smile, and said to Zhuang Lin innocently: "Otherwise, it will be so lonely..."

"........."

Zhuang Lin coughed lightly, and looked away in embarrassment.

After a long silence, Ai Lang took out a lollipop and gently poked Zhuang Lin's waist. When Zhuang Lin bowed his head, he said, "Peel the lollipop off for me."

Zhuang Lin had no reason to refuse. He hung the towel around his neck, took the lollipop in Ai Lang's hand, tore off the sugar coating, and handed it to Ai Lang's mouth.Facing the laptop screen, Ai Lang tapped the keyboard with both hands. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the lollipop brought by Zhuang Lin. He naturally stuck out his tongue and licked the lollipop. The wet tip of his tongue left a piece of wetness on the lollipop. Mark of.

Zhuang Lin sighed silently, Ai Lang obviously didn't intend to take away the lollipop, and was clearly trying to test him.

·

The next day.

Ai Lang and Xing Lu went to the activity room to be on duty, and as soon as they opened the door, they saw Cao Huaide sitting inside.Xing Lu coughed, and greeted Cao Huaide first, Cao Huaide responded lukewarmly, then lowered her head and was busy with her own affairs.

Xing Lu mentioned to Ailang that Cao Huaide took over the event again on the weekend. If it had been before, Cao Huaide would have taken the initiative to inform Ailang after accepting the event, but Cao Huaide obviously didn't want to report to Ailang this time, and Ailang didn't bother to ask.The three of them sat at two tables, each busy with their own work, and did not communicate with each other.

Xing Lu sat opposite Ai Lang, wishing to bury her head in the computer screen. Xing Lu rubbed her arms, suspecting that the air conditioner in the room was turned down, which gave her goosebumps.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, Cao Huaide packed up the things on the table, got up and left, Xing Lu looked at the glass door that had been opened and closed, breathed a sigh of relief, sat up straight, looked at Ai Lang opposite, and said : "Hey, are you and Cao Huaide breaking up directly?"

Ellen shrugged, without even taking his eyes off the laptop screen an inch.

Xing Lu retracted her head to the area blocked by the laptop screen, scratched her chin, and said, "By the way... Cao Huaide accepted the auto show event last time in your name. He also gave you credit for mobilizing freshmen. , the freshmen thought it was you who gave them a chance."

"..."

Ai Lang's fingertips tapped the keyboard, looked up at Xing Lu, and continued to remain silent.On the surface, Ai Lang did a watertight job, but his heart was not really without fluctuations. Cao Huaide always treated him silently, but he really didn't need it.Cao Huaide's wishful thinking only caused Ai Lang's burden. Ai Lang would rather Cao Huaide be more selfish, more evil-hearted, and turn his back on him as soon as possible, and don't hang himself on him.

Ailang has met many suitors, among which he is most afraid of two types of people, one is the one who pesters you endlessly, and the other is the one who silently pays for you behind your back.

The former made him want to hit someone, the latter made him want to be punched, and the big brother would do whatever he wanted after the punch was over.

In fact, Ai Lang is qualified to pretend to be deaf and dumb and ignore it. After all, Cao Huaide never confessed to him in front of him.But when a person really likes you, even if he never said it, you will definitely hear, see, and feel it.It's just that even Cao Huaide may have forgotten why he loves someone so hard.

Saturday.

Cao Huaide took twenty freshmen from the Ritual Model Department to the exhibition area. Ai Lang heard about this from Xing Lu. Xing Lu had something to do, so he didn't go with him.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhuang Lin was typing codes on the computer desk in the bedroom, and Ai Lang was lazily lying on the bed. Just as he opened the takeaway software and wanted to order afternoon tea, he saw a call from an unfamiliar number from city A.

"Hey?"

Ellen answered the phone.

"Ellen?"

It was a nice male voice, with a low voice, pauses between words, and a slightly questioning tone.

"you are?"

The other party suddenly sneered.

"Long time no see. To be honest, I almost forgot what you look like. I just arrived in City C and I'm free tonight."

Ai Lang frowned slightly, and heard the other party say: "It's okay anyway, let's have fun, I hope you are really worth 8 yuan a night."

"..."