Eternal Burning

He didn't ask me about Lu Feiheng all the way. I thought he didn't care, so I didn't explain it. I talked about the school, he talked about the training, and the topics were easy to talk about.

After returning to Qingwan and entering the community, he said that he wanted to rest, and came to me at night, said goodbye to me and returned to his side.

I also have to read the students' papers in the afternoon, and give them suggestions for revisions.

When I read the paper and saw that it was almost four o'clock, I turned off the computer and got up to prepare for cooking. When I passed the gate, I happened to hear someone pressing the password outside. I knew it was Shang Muxiao, so I went over to help him open the door.

Shang Muxiao maintained the action of pressing the password, froze for a while, then lowered his head and came in to change his shoes.

How are you resting? He didn't know how he fell asleep, and he still didn't look very good, but it was also possible that he was drowsy and not fully awake.

good.

I turned around and walked towards the kitchen: you play games for a while, and I'll cook.

First, he smelled the strong smell of smoke, and then he was suddenly hugged from behind. Shang Muxiao rested his chin on my shoulder, his lips pressed against my neck.

I know I'm not supposed to, but I can't help it... I've spent an afternoon, an entire afternoon trying to suppress this emotion, to no avail.

All his breaths hit behind my ears, numb and itchy, making me want to avoid them subconsciously.

He felt it and held me tighter, preventing me from going anywhere.

I held his hand and asked: I thought you were wrong in the morning, what's wrong?

He was silent for a long time without speaking, but kept rubbing against my neck with the tip of his nose, which made my heart beat faster.

What the hell is going on? I asked again.

This time he finally spoke.

Why do so many people like you? I really want to hide you, in a mountain where no one can find it, so that you can only be my treasure. He is aggrieved and reluctant, so you can't... just me?

Sure enough, it was because of Lu Feiheng. He must have misunderstood my relationship with Lu Feiheng.

It took a whole afternoon to endure the attack, which is considered an improvement. In the past, he was afraid that he couldn't bear to go home.

Do you mean Lu Feiheng? How do you know he likes me?

Because if even her sister doubts whether he is gay, then he must be. A man with a male sexual orientation has been with you for three years. Unless he has any special hobbies, he will never be indifferent to you. Shang Muxiao is right, and you look at his tombstone differently. You know he likes you, right? After that, he grabbed my earlobe and bit it lightly.

I shivered, my body was getting hot from him.

Just...just my guess. Until he died, we were all just friends. I said in a shaky voice.

Even if Lu Feiheng really likes me, it doesn't mean anything. He's gone, and I don't make assumptions about things that haven't happened and things that can't be changed.

If he is alive, you are his. But obviously Shang Muxiao doesn't think so, he is sometimes more pessimistic than me, and always likes to think things in a direction that is not good for him.

Very nerve-racking.

no if. I say.

He dropped a series of soft kisses on my neck, his embrace was looser than before, and his voice sounded less urgent.

real?

real. I followed his hair and said, there is no if, I only like you. I only like Shang Muxiao.

He was very happy with me, and finally laughed.

Say it again.

I satisfy him: I only like Shang Muxiao.

Say it again.

I only like Shang Muxiao...

In the end, I didn't know how many times I said it, until I said that my mouth was dry and the sky was going to get dark, so he let me go.

Seeing that his mood had recovered, I told him that if he had any problems in the future, he should speak up as soon as possible and not hold it in his heart.

He thought about it and said, But I'm afraid you think I'm ignorant.

When he was acting arrogantly, I had a headache and he was unreasonable. Now that he is obedient, I feel bad for him for being too sensible.

Human beings have a hard time finding satisfaction.

It doesn't matter, at your age, you don't need to be very sensible. I kissed the corner of his lips.

Chapter 67

In the blink of an eye, the weather is getting warmer, and the annual defense is approaching. I am busy guiding the students' graduation thesis, while Shang Muxiao started a week-long closed training because he needed to get in touch with the team as soon as possible.

It is clear that both of them are in Qingwan, but they can only contact each other by phone every day.

I'm fine, but Shang Muxiao doesn't seem to be used to it and keeps urging me to see him. Complained that without me, I couldn't eat well and live well, and everyone lost weight.

I knew he was training, but I didn't know he thought he was in jail.

Finally I promised Sunday

Go see him and take him home by the way.

He counted with his fingers, and it would take three days to count, and then he started to make trouble again. I had to coax him like a child, pick whatever he likes and say, What do I like most about you, I miss you too, I can't sleep without you... After talking like this for about ten minutes, he I'm so happy, I'm going to be numb to myself.