near and far

Le Mingxin felt powerless after the orgasm, struggling on the verge of deep sleep.

He felt that He Chengan got up after lying on his body after the ejaculation, pulled him up, and carried him into the bathroom with half a hug and half a hug. He fiddled with him for a long time in the bathroom, turned on the Yuba, He stripped off his clothes, rinsed him with hot water at just the right temperature, washed his back, and threw him on the bed, and then he sank into the soft bed and fell asleep.

The bitten place on his neck was itchy, Le Mingxin stretched out his hand to scratch, but only touched his soft lips.

Then he fell asleep and dreamed about high school.

It seems that ever since I met He Chengan again, the memories of that time have frequently appeared in my mind.

That afternoon was a self-study class, and He Chengan's seat was empty as usual.The teacher took care of it at the beginning, and every time he was not in the self-study class, he would be scolded the next time he saw him.Le Mingxin met once. The homeroom teacher in Mediterranean taught Chinese. He liked He Chengan's good handwriting very much. He hated him and told him not to leave the classroom and wander around the campus during the self-study class.

He Chengan just stood and listened like this, because he was too tall, his back was a little hunched when he relaxed, and his eyes didn't know where to fall. After listening to the teacher's lecture for a long time, he actually yawned, making the teacher speechless with anger.Later, the teacher said that he would not listen, and it was useless to inform the parents. In the end, he could only turn a blind eye.He is free to come and go like this, which makes other people who are nestled in the classroom but their hearts fly out feel aggrieved.

After the first period of self-study, Le Mingxin stretched out in his seat, looking at the bright summer sun outside, listening to the tireless chirping of cicadas, and felt that the "buzzing" fan sound in the classroom was drowsy.He stuffed the half-written paper into the drawer, got up and went outside, walked along the corridor from one end to the other, and went downstairs.

No. [-] Middle School in City A is a century-old school. The campus is lined with green trees. If you walk along the path, you will see thick and thick banyan trees on both sides. When you look up, you can't see the sky, but only the dense leaves.

Le Mingxin passed by the botanical garden, remembering the last time he saw He Chengan sleeping in it, his heart skipped a beat, he stepped on the wall at the same place last time, climbed up the wall to look in.

Sure enough, there was someone inside, it was He Chengan, but he wasn't sleeping this time.

Le Mingxin quietly, without making a sound, leaned on the wall and looked at him.

He Chengan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding a notebook and a pen in his hand.Le Mingxin has good eyesight, so when he looked carefully, he knew that He Chengan was drawing. He even brought a school uniform jacket and laid it on the lawn. He randomly put three or five colored pencils on the clothes.

He was painting flowers, and the crape myrtle in the botanical garden was in full bloom, with clusters of purple blooming on the tips.When the wind blows from time to time, the light purple petals will fall and land on the plain white sketchbook, being gently brushed away by He Chengan.

He Chengan's cold facial features and short shaved hair softened at this moment, and his expression was ridiculously focused.

Le Mingxin looked at it, slipped his foot and fell to the ground in a hurry, making a lot of noise.Le Mingxin was clearly not a thief, but he was guilty, afraid that the people inside would find him peeping, so he hurriedly ran away and walked back to the classroom quickly.The classroom is still quiet and dull, but there are flowers, wind and sunshine in the botanical garden.

It was because he secretly saw He Chengan painting in the botanical garden that Le Mingxin stretched out his hand in physical education class, but He Chengan didn't know it at all.

When Le Mingxin woke up, he felt a headache. He opened his eyes, the curtains in the bedroom were drawn, leaving only an inadvertent slit, and the sunlight that leaked in was a golden thread.This line divides the darkness of the bedroom into two halves, extending to He Chengan's bare back.

He Chengan was lying on the not-so-wide bed, beside Le Mingxin, fast asleep.

Le Mingxin was usually reluctant to turn on the air conditioner because he cherished the electricity bill, and He Chengan was naked, and because of the heat, the quilt was only covered up to his waist, revealing his strong and broad back, which rose and fell slightly with his breathing. Under the ray of sunlight, you can see the fine fluff.

All the things that happened last night flooded into Le Mingxin's mind all of a sudden, making his face flushed and his whole body hot.He was terrified by the quilt, but he didn't dare to move in the quilt. The small piece of skin between the two people in the quilt had a particularly strong sense of existence.

With a slight movement of Le Mingxin, He Chengan frowned, made a nasal sound that seemed to wake up, opened his eyes, and met Le Mingxin who was motionless as if he was facing a formidable enemy.He Chengan's eyes changed from confused to clear, and then he said "what time is it" to himself, took out the mobile phone under the pillow, looked at it, lifted the quilt, and got up from the bed with his back to Le Mingxin.

"Borrow the bathroom."

He Chengan was still hoarse because he just woke up, so before Le Mingxin agreed, he walked to the bathroom naked.

Le Ming belatedly replied "Yes" that only he heard, and sat up from the bed, also naked.He took out his phone and used the locked phone as a mirror to look at his neck.There is a tooth mark on the side, and the finger is slightly raised to the touch, and it still tingles when touched hard.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom.Le Mingxin put down the phone, got up from the bed, took out the turtleneck sweater and put it on, the collar just blocked the teeth marks.

Whether it's the slightly rough but pleasurable sex last night, or the nonchalant attitude after waking up this morning, He Chengan is like a habitual offender of one-night stands, but this time he just fell asleep with an old classmate.

Did He Chengan kiss his neck last night before falling asleep?After much deliberation but no result, Le Ming took a deep breath, plucked his hair randomly, put on his pants, pulled on his slippers, found out his unworn underwear and towel, knocked on the bathroom door, and said, "New Towels and underwear, unused."

The sound of water stopped, the bathroom door opened a crack, and steaming steam came out. He Chengan stretched out his wet arm, took the things over, and said without being polite to him, "Thank you."

He Chengan's naked body swayed behind the door and was blocked by the closed door. Le Mingxin only saw his chest and lower abdomen. The pectoral muscles are in good shape, and the rare thing is the abdominal muscles, which are neatly arranged.Le Mingxin couldn't help touching his abdominal muscles. After work, he exercised less than when he was in college, and they were a little degraded.

Le Mingxin hurriedly brushed his teeth and washed his face, and stuffed the dirty clothes hurriedly stuffed under the sofa cushion last night into the laundry basket on the balcony.

Not long after, Kang Chen's video invitation was sent, and Le Mingxin picked it up. On the other end of the video was Kang Xiaoqin in a red dress with two small bags tied on her head, like a doll on a New Year painting, just missing the center of her eyebrows It's red.

She imitated what Kang Chen taught her, and grouped her hands together to wish Le Mingxin New Year's greetings, and then Kang Chen took the phone and chatted with him.

It happened that He Cheng'an came out of the bathroom, dressed well, but his hair had just been washed, with a towel on his head, and he wiped it while walking, and Kang Chen happened to see it, and it was too late when Le Ming wanted to move the phone away and change the angle.

Kang Chen was surprised at first, and then smiled: "Happy New Year, Lao He, it seems that I slept well last night."

He Chengan was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't hide, and replied, "Happy New Year."

Le Mingxin couldn't bear Kang Chen's teasing gaze, hung up the video call hastily, and lent He Chengan the hair dryer.He Cheng'an dried his hair and tied it up. Stubble grew on the lower half of his head, which was cleanly shaved. It would feel a little itchy to the touch, Le Ming thought distractedly.

"Let's go first." He Chengan picked up his black down jacket and said.

Le Mingxin let out an "ah" and asked again: "It's almost dinner time, how about some food?"

"No," He Chengan walked out the door, paused and said, "It's a little tight, I have to go home and change."

Le Ming was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about underwear, blushing and said: "Okay, okay."

He Chengan walked downstairs awkwardly, got into the car, there were many fewer people on the road than usual, and everyone who went out would drag their families along to visit the New Year.He was in the driver's seat, and the old "Quit Smoking" note still stuck to the rearview mirror, a bit unglued and crumbling.

He took off the sticky note, crumpled it into a paper ball and stuffed it in a random place.

Every time he meets Le Mingxin, He Chengan always says and does things against his will.When they reunited in front of the bar, he obviously wanted to say that he didn't remember. He obviously only planned to send Le Mingxin back last night, and he didn't want to stay at all, let alone hang out on the bed.Speaking of the bed, Le Ming's tight feet in white socks when he climaxed, and his strong thighs coiled around his waist were very clear in his mind.And Le Mingxin breathed with her mouth slightly open after sleeping soundly, her cheeks were red like a child.

Thinking of this, the underwear seems to be tighter.

He Chengan rummaged through it, found a lollipop that he ate when quitting smoking, stuffed it into his mouth, it tasted like cola.

He forced himself to think of the day when he transferred to another school in the second year of high school. The pouring rain relieved the hot weather.It took him half a day to organize the things in the student dormitory, and packed them all in a small suitcase.He was holding an umbrella, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the teaching building in the distance was so blurred that there was only a shadow.

Outside the school gate, He Jing's car stopped and honked its horn twice, urging him.

He held on to the trolley of the suitcase, the rainwater splashed the trouser legs of the school uniform, and the fabric stuck to the ankle, making people uncomfortable.

In the end, he still left, and since then, he has never returned to City A.