Like a traveler who has been in a long journey of rain.

Gu Wang was pinned on the back of his head, and his hair was penetrated through the other person's fingertips. He Qinghuan's palm was placed on the mirror. Gu Wang raised his head and his neck tilted back, and the curve was like a swan who was dying and surviving.

Almost felt difficult to breathe.

He Qinghuan was not too slow, and Gu Wang's mouth was captured by him inch by little, gently tugging at the other party's tongue.

Tempting the other party to respond.

Gu Wang's hand was placed on He Qinghuan's arm, and his clothes were wrinkled out of folds, even his fingertips were slightly red.

Gu Wang's eyelashes swayed like cicada wings a few times, and responded to He Qinghuan clumsy and unskilledly.

It’s not a fault for Gu Wang not.

In this kind of thing, He Qinghuan has the dominance. Even if the other party takes the initiative to hand over the dominance to him, Gu Wang's little response will usher in a ten-to-a-hundred-times counterattack.

Gu Wang saw a warm light in front of him, his waist was about to soften, and the tip of his tongue was numb. At first, he could resist He Qinghuan, but now he almost let He Qinghuan do whatever he wants.

No strength anymore.

Gu Wang's lips were slightly opened, his chin was pressed against He Qinghuan's shoulder, and his eyes were a little short of focus.

He Qinghuan put one hand on the back of Gu Wang's neck and squeezed him lightly and comforted him.

While gently lifting Gu Wang's hand off his arm.

Gu Wang lowered his head, his eyes puzzled.

His eyes moved up with He Qinghuan's movements.

When his fingers touched He Qinghuan's mouth, Gu Wang quickly reacted to what He Qinghuan was going to do and roared, "Enough!"

The ends of the eyes were red, like a silent invitation.

"Well, looking at it will be enough." He Qinghuan's hair was not dry yet, and the water dripping down the tip of his hair was dripping.

Gu Wang's tone had not completely relaxed yet, and he really couldn't stand He Qinghuan's endless things.

But then, the fingers were held in front of him.

The fingertips were forced to stir in the warm mouth, wrapped around the tip of the tongue, pressing against the fingertips.

Gu Wang shouted at every pore, and an indescribable stimulation swelled in the blood.

He Qinghuan slowly pulled Gu Wang's finger out of his mouth, and a layer of water shimmered from his lips. Gu Wang's eyes fell on it, and his eyes couldn't move away. He knew that He Qinghuan could not take his eyes away.

The other party knows it himself, so he makes good use of this.

Gu Wang couldn't help but curl up. He was holding his face with He Qinghuan, and the breath between his breath was entangled. When he spoke, the lips of the two people would occasionally meet.

"Will you live with me in the university?"

Gu Wang said it was OK by mistake.

After being carried off the bathroom by He Qinghuan and changing his pajamas again, Gu Wang looked at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror and suffocated for a second.

What is familiar with is the face or his beloved, what is unfamiliar is the boy's expression after being loved.

Gorgeous, soft, irresistible.

When he opened the door and was about to go to the guest room, Gu Wang's cell phone rang out desperately on the carpet outside.

Although he had already greeted Lao Gu and the others, his family still called.

He Qinghuan handed Gu Wang the cell phone.

Gu Wang thought that Old Gu would ask him where he was at the first time, but he didn't expect that the old father on the other end of the phone skipped this part directly, and the first sentence he said was,

"Let He Qinghuan answer the phone!"

Gu Wang, "..."

Gu Wang was worried that Old Gu and He Qinghuan could not speak, and he looked a little nervous. He Qinghuan glanced at him, reached out and pinched his little finger to comfort him.

I thought I would talk for a long time, or if Old Gu had to say a few words to He Qinghuan after he talked to him, but he didn't expect that after He Qinghuan finally huh, he hung up the phone directly.

“…”

"What did Lao Gu say?"

While nervous, both of them forgot to turn on the hands-free one. Gu Wang felt that when He Qinghuan held him, his palms were slightly hot, just like Gu Wang. Perhaps, the other party was even more nervous than him.

"I told you not to forget me if you have a boyfriend." He Qinghuan honestly conveyed Gu Dazhi's words word by word.

Gu Wang, "..." He knew that this was Lao Gu's style of speaking.

"Also, I'll tell you not to go back to the guest room tonight." He Qinghuan's eyes were cramped.

Gu Wang took two steps back, kept a safe distance from He Qinghuan, turned his head and said thoughtfully, "What Lao Gu wants to say should be to break my legs if he doesn't go to the guest room."

The hand behind him touched the door handle, and quickly unscrewed it and slipped out. He Qinghuan was sick and reacted not as fast as before. When he came to his senses, the room was silent and the boy's clothes didn't even catch the corner.

In the middle of the night, lightning and thunder were roaring, and heavy rain poured.

City A likes rain, but since Gu Wang realized this, it was just a simple rain, and lightning and thunder have never come together with heavy rain.

Lightning slashed through the sky like a curved soft sword, slashing towards the near end from a distance. The black sky curtain was like a broken cloth, and the rain took the opportunity to pour out from it.

The thunder was hidden in the black clouds, the stacked black clouds and the roaring muffled thunder rolled down from the top of the mountain like a huge rock, causing the earth to tremble.

After Gu Wang woke up, he looked at his phone and it was only two o'clock in the morning.

He is afraid of thunder.

When he was a child, he was not afraid. Later, when it rained, his legs hurt, which was like a needle. Although he couldn't stand up, there were no sequelae.

It can be tolerated just when it rains, but the mixture of lightning and thunder adds to irritability.

Whether it is day or night, the thunder is always low and dull, as if it indicates ominousness, and is disgusted and fearful.

After the leg injury, Gu Wang had many more problems.

The bedding was changed by my aunt at night, soft and clean. Gu Wang covered his head with the quilt, trying to ignore the suffocating dullness brought by lightning.

The door was pushed open, and the faint light from the corridor came in. Gu Wang lifted the quilt and took a look.

He Qinghuan stood at the door, with a faint light behind him and his facial features were immersed in the darkness.

The emotions are not real.

Gu Wang's voice was hoarse as he just woke up, "What are you doing?"

He Qinghuan approached, squatted beside his bed, raised his eyes and said softly, "Come and see you."

He Qinghuan knew that Gu Wang hated such weather. The mixture of thunder, lightning, heavy rain and heavy rain had a great impact on Gu Wang's emotions.

In the past, when encountering such bad weather, no matter how busy He Qinghuan would put down his work and accompany Gu Wang.

Even though nothing happened this time, He Qinghuan woke up while lightning flashed through the sky, his consciousness was slower than his movements. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the guest room.

The floor of the guest room was also covered with carpets. He Qinghuan and he were completely different at night. He looked soft and sat cross-legged on the ground, twisting the corner of the quilt that Gu Wang said, "Go to sleep."

Gu Wang is indeed very sleepy, he is not very capable of staying up late.

The boy's hand stretched out from the quilt and held He Qinghuan's, his voice was vague because of the sleepiness that came. "They said that you can have time to have a meal together."

He Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes fell down and slowly pulled Gu Wang's back, "Okay."

Gu Wang fell asleep and told him that he could still respond but he was not asleep.

The light in He Qinghuan's eyes disappeared a few times, and He Qinghuan's voice sounded in the empty and quiet room.

"Look, wait until you are twenty years old and we will get married, okay?"

The screen of He Qinghuan's right hand is on, and the recording interface is jumping every second to display the recording duration.

Gu Wang said "hmm" in a daze.

He Qinghuan repeated it again.

Gu Wang's hand slid out of He Qinghuan's hand. He turned over and said in a confused sense, "I understand, I'm knot."

He Qinghuan curled the corners of his mouth. After a few seconds, he pressed the pause button for recording and then saved.

The poem recitation was the next afternoon, and the clothes were uniform and bought with the class next door.

It happened to be in the same store, and the art committee member of the next class had a member of the store, so Wenting asked the matter to the next class.

He Qinghuan and Gu Wang were going to lead the way. Their clothes were different from those in the class. The others were all black pullovers, and they were white shirts.

Gu Wang saw He Qinghuan holding the two shirts in his hand and flipped through them several times, and said in confusion, "What's wrong?"

He Qinghuan paused for a moment, "Nothing."

Gu Wang nodded, and his eyes stayed on Song Zhiyan and Meng Ou for a long time.

The two of them were strange. They came from the morning to send clothes and didn't say a word. Meng Ou is not a talkative person, so it's normal not to say it, but Song Zhiyan is not. Usually Song Zhiyan wants to tell Meng Ou everything he ate in the morning.

Gu Wang sent a WeChat message to Song Zhiyan and asked him what was wrong.

Song Zhiyan replied quickly.

[I wanted to send her home last night, and she said no, I just wanted it, and then she won't...]
To be continued...