waste heat

Chapter 101

Hearing Song Yu's burning breath, Cheng Yan was tortured by the shame so much that he couldn't even breathe. He turned his head, but Song Yu was too much, he refused to let him look at his confused and infatuated s face.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Song Yu pressed on top of his head, and with dishonest hands, he went down Cheng Yan's waist, "Do you want me to help you?"

"I don't want to..." Cheng Yan was about to run away, but he was caught and brought back. He is not a person who will be so innocent, but in front of Song Yu, he can't stand a single word of teasing.

"It's not over yet, where are you going?" Song Yu clasped his hand: "Good boy, come with me."

For these 10 minutes, Cheng Yan didn't dare to think about it, and didn't even know how he got here.

The clothes on the floor were picked up and thrown on the sofa. Song Yu took him to clean them. During the process, Cheng Yan kept his head down. The culprit was satisfied now and did not embarrass others. Song Yu raised his head and looked in the mirror from time to time. , looking at that hot red face, seductively want to kiss.

He let out a low, smug laugh.

Cheng Yan raised his head, saw his teasing eyes, not as thick-skinned as him, hurriedly lowered his head without saying a word.

Back in the bedroom, Cheng Yan sat on the bed and sent a message to his father with his mobile phone. He hadn't recovered yet. Song Yu was not by his side at this time, so he could breathe easily and listen to the water coming from the bathroom. Cheng Yan's typing hands became dull.

Dad saw his message and called him.

"Are you there?"

"En." Cheng Yan was weak.

"Have you seen Song Yu?" Dad still insisted on asking Song Yu to help, if he knew that he was being bullied by Song Yu, he wouldn't say that.

"I see." Cheng Yan said in a low voice.

"Why are you unhappy listening to the voice?" Dad said sensitively: "It's not good in school?"

"Okay," Cheng Yan grabbed the sheet by his legs, "everything is fine, don't worry about me."

"Talk to your mother for a while, I'm arguing to talk to you." Dad gave up the phone, and his mother's concerned voice came from the receiver, telling Cheng Yan these and other things.

"If you need something, buy it by yourself. The school is also expensive. There is no need to say anything. There is no shortage of this money at home. Don't save too much. You are a college student now. Unlike high school, there are a lot of favors outside. Every place has to spend money, if you have anything to tell your family, communication is very important, you have to learn from Song Yu, if you are not familiar with the place outside, build a good relationship with Song Yu, ah."

My mother still treats him as a child, for fear that he will not be able to deal with the relationship between people around him. Many parents have such worries. Conflicts and everything are communication problems. The same is true for Cheng's mother. Although Cheng Yan has been very good in the past two years Yes, but I don't know if the strong temper has completely disappeared. In the past three days, I used to fight with others.

"Understood mom." After Cheng Yan finished speaking, Song Yu just came out of the bathroom. He raised his head and gave him a look of charity, but he was also ashamed. He was obviously forced to do that, but his own A little bit of shame just won't make it through.

"I won't tell you, Mom, I'm going to take a shower," Cheng Yan clenched his fingers, and said with deep meaning: "After a day of trouble, I'm all dirty."

"Okay, let's go." The mother didn't hear any implication, so she let him go.

Cheng Yan hung up the phone, and laughter resounded in the room.

Cheng Yan frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

Song Yu's hair was still dripping with water. Hearing the sound, he came over, raised Cheng Yan's chin, lowered his head and said, "Let me see, where is it dirty? Oh, is it your hands?"

He squatted down, about to enclose Cheng Yan's fingers.

Cheng Yan put his five fingers together and shrank back a bit. When Song Yu raised his eyes and looked at him affectionately, he held his face away.

"Don't look at me." Cheng Yan complained, he finally knew where Song Yu had changed, his face had changed, thicker and thicker, he didn't tease him like this before, was it because he was separated for too long?There is no lower limit anymore.

Song Yu chuckled, then stood up, and sat on the bedside, "I'll be serious with you, come back with me in two days."

Cheng Yan turned his head and asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Yudao: "Go home."

"Home?" Cheng Yan asked: "Which home?"

Song Yu said, "How many homes do I have?"

Cheng Yan realized that he was referring to the home where his parents lived in the real sense. For some reason, he was somewhat repulsed by Song Yu's parents. It must have something to do with what he heard from Jiang Heng.

"What's wrong? Don't want to?" Song Yu saw that he was worried, and didn't know where he was worried about.

"No." Cheng Yan paused, digesting the emotion himself, and asked, "Why did you suddenly take me home? I haven't met your parents yet."

"I'm taking you back because I haven't seen you," Song Yu said naturally, "My mother wants to see you."

"Your mother?" Cheng Yan became alert, with a little nervousness in his eyes, "Does she know... about our business?"

"I know," Song Yu said in a calm tone, "I told her, it's nothing new."

"Then what's her reaction?" I really don't know what they sound like to adults, and Cheng Yan's impression of Song Yu's parents is still that kind of traditional educator. Will they understand?Cheng Yan was worried about these problems.

"I'm a little surprised, but it's been a long time, and I have to accept it if I don't accept it," Song Yu said: "My relationship with my parents is not like ordinary people. When I was young..."

Song Yu hesitated to speak, as if he didn't want to mention his childhood, Cheng Yan held his hand and said softly: "Needless to say, I know."

Song Yu didn't ask him how he learned about it, and smiled reluctantly, "In short, because they felt that they owed me when I was young, and now they don't discipline me too much, so our matter has passed with them. The relationship between them is not particularly close, so let's make up for it, my parents are not particularly opposed to our affairs."

Make up, what can you do now to make up for the harm you suffered when you were a child?People are always slow to make up for things after they happen, and don't think about the possible consequences before things happen. Song Yu's parents are a typical example. They have indeed raised an excellent son, but Song Yu The harm caused is also real, and the additional consequence is that their relationship with Song Yu is not close, which is fatal to their parents.

"So that's how it is," Cheng Yan pursed his lips, remembering that Song Yu went to school in the south of the city all these years, "No wonder you live at your aunt's house and go to school in the south of the city, is it because of them?"

"Well," Song Yu didn't hide, "I don't really want to stay with them. They don't feel comfortable and I don't feel comfortable, so I should stay away from them. They say that they are close and close. I haven't been with them much in the past few years in high school. In the past two years, I feel much closer, and my mother is actually quite a nice person.”

No matter what, you won't blame and resent your parents, will you?Is this Song Yu's understanding?Cheng Yan now realizes that his parents always say that Song Yu is mature and different from them. It is because his childhood experience destined him to grow up to be an excellent, polite and lonely person with a closed heart. Hurt can't get into the arms of mothers like most children, ask for their protection, listen to their caring words in their ears, his hurt is brought by his parents, where can he hide?No matter how wronged you were when you were young, you have to swallow it yourself.

This can explain why Song Yu's indifference, or aloofness, doesn't particularly care about everyone. Why he doesn't have the sensitive sympathy and empathy of ordinary people is the fault of his innate growth environment, not his fault.

Cheng Yan stood up and stood in front of Song Yu, with concern in his eyes, "Do you really...don't hate them at all?"

There is no one else here, he doesn't need to see Song Yu supporting him, reluctantly, if he can't express his true emotions here, how bad their relationship will be.

Song Yu hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said: "If you have to say it, just a little bit, but it's been too long, and I can't remember many things clearly, so I don't want to worry about it."

This is the helplessness of adults. In the end, many things will be forgotten. Let it be. I don’t want to worry about it. I don’t want to see any consequences.

Cheng Yan was thoughtful. He was a person who couldn't hide his emotions. At this time, his face was full of helplessness and pity, "I don't know what to do, I just want you to know that I will always stand by your side, From now on, if you have any grievances, you can tell me if you have any grievances, you don’t need to pretend in front of me, I want to be the one you can share your thoughts with.”

These words are not nasty, and to Song Yu's ears, they are also extremely sincere concerns, not false at all, because their hearts for each other are true, and their concern for each other is also true. In the past, Song Yu would feel that other people's concern sounded polite. On the surface, but when facing Cheng Yan, he never had such thoughts.

The weak light hit Cheng Yan's cheek, that firmness was only for him, how could he be able to meet such a person whose heart and eyes are all about himself?

Song Yu's hand clasped Cheng Yan's back, pushed the person towards him, raised his head and said: "You have already been this person, I have to thank my mother, it's not her, I can't reach the south of the city, I can't meet you .”

The greatest misfortune in his life came from his parents, and the greatest luck also came from his parents. No matter what, the luck of meeting Cheng Yan has already outweighed the harm of those misfortunes.

"Go take a bath, it's getting late," Song Yu was defeated by the tenderness in Cheng Yan's eyes, "There are still many things to do tomorrow, you will be busy for a few days."

Cheng Yan played with Song Yu's hair, nodded, and went to take a bath.

On the first day and night when he first arrived in Shanghai, he and Song Yu slept together. There were so many lingering and whisperings in the night, endless love words, endless longing, tall buildings stood outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away at night. Weakness, sleepiness swept over, pressing the pillow, soothing the busy day.

In his arms, Cheng Yan could always sleep soundly.

The next day, Cheng Yan went back to school and met his new dormmate, Gao Yucheng who shared the same dormitory with him. The two got to know each other very quickly and knew each other. The friendship between boys is also easy to establish, and they will soon develop into close friends. , Gao Yucheng talked about the note that Cheng Yan left him, and felt that Cheng Yan was a lively and enthusiastic person, and he was a little different when he met him. He was stunned by the appearance of his new roommate.

"Damn, he's so handsome." Gao Yucheng said, "Blood pressure will go up immediately."

Because of such a joke, the relationship between the two of them became closer in an instant. Later, when they talked about their girlfriends, the topics between boys were far away. Gossip and love history are the instincts of human communication. That's right.

Gao Yucheng said that he had known his girlfriend since high school, and then asked Cheng Yan, but Cheng Yan didn't hide anything, and told him bluntly that he had a boyfriend. In those two days, Gao Yucheng's reaction was so funny that he didn't even dare to talk to him in the dormitory. naked.

"Homosexuality is not interesting to all the same sex around you." Cheng Yan tidied up his clothes and hung them in the closet, "put away your vigilance and caution, my boyfriend is much more handsome than you."

"Fuck," Gao Yucheng said awkwardly and arrogantly, "That's not necessarily true. We live together. It's not impossible for you to develop feelings for me after a long time. I won't be responsible at that time."

Cheng Yan smiled, and Gao Yucheng was also laughing. In short, the two of them were not as avoiding as before. After talking, Gao Yucheng was much more at ease.

In the days that followed, he was in military training all the time. He came back sweating every afternoon, took a shower and hid in the dormitory to preview his textbooks. Cheng Yan was a freshman every day. Gao Yucheng was a little busier than Cheng Yan. He would go swimming in the gymnasium, or When exercising in the gym, he felt a little fat and wanted to lose weight and keep fit. He promised his girlfriend how much weight he would lose, and he was quite persistent.

It's the same today, Gao Yucheng came back from the gym, and his roommate in the dormitory was lying on the table reading a book, Gao Yucheng took off his hat, threw it on the table, blowing on the air conditioner and said, "I met someone in the gym today, guess who it is .”

Cheng Yan didn't turn his head back: "Then how can I guess."

Gao Yucheng chuckled, "That's right, I don't even know if you recognize him or not, but he's from the last class. He's very handsome. His surname is Song."

Cheng Yan raised his eyes and turned his head.

Gao Yucheng flipped through his phone and said, "I met this person on the Internet before I came to school. You can watch the video posted by others."

Well, Song Yu, the video was taken during his military training. The picture is not very clear, but he can be recognized at a glance in the vast crowd. His facial features are too eye-catching to ignore.

"Have you known him?" Cheng Yan asked, he wanted to know what gossip Gao Yucheng had heard.

Gao Yucheng shook his head: "I don't know, I just checked it out. I saw a real person today, and it's even cooler than the video. Oh my god, that good looks..."

Gao Yucheng sighed with disbelief in his tone. It's not that he has never seen a handsome guy, but Song Yu... is really unforgettable. Cheng Yan understood his sigh, and he was shocked when he saw him for the first time people.

Cheng Yan laughed, turned around and continued reading.

"He seems to be a member of the team, professional. I heard that he is very good at playing basketball. You say that this kind of person studies well, has good grades, and has such a high athletic talent. Isn't this a perfect person?" Gao Yucheng said: "It is estimated that women He has a lot of friends, so his fishing should not be too simple."

Cheng Yan retorted: "He is not the king of the sea."

"You don't know," Gao Yucheng talked about the stories he had seen, trying to defeat Cheng Yan's innocence, "You underestimate Haiwang, I have a classmate in high school who is also very handsome, and the little girl next to me They haven’t been changed, and everyone is willing.”

"Do you know that others are willing?" Cheng Yan flipped through the book, "It's not necessarily about being kept in the dark."

"I'm really willing, I won't lie to you," Gao Yucheng became excited, "Once the man revealed his secrets and wanted to break up with her partner, so he didn't want to do that, and made a fuss about him in the school. The people in our school all know……"

Cheng Yan remained calm: "Let's divide up."

This kind of thing can't kill everyone with one shot. Not every handsome guy is a sea king. The handsome ones treat their feelings exclusively, and the uglier the more they like to be monsters. It doesn't have much to do with appearance, most of the people with good roots are still young.

"But speaking of it, it's not that I'm jealous of him. I really don't think people will be honest with his face. Even if he doesn't want to, there are quite a few people posting it. Can he keep his heart?" Gao Yucheng came over With a normal tone, as a boy, he is very sure about the boy's thoughts, he seems to think so confidently.

"He can hold on." Cheng Yan said firmly, without further elaboration or explanation, which aroused Gao Yucheng's dissatisfaction.

Gao Yucheng frowned: "You know?"

Cheng Yan didn't explain: "Well, I just know."

Gao Yucheng smiled and said, "Brother, you are still naive, I guarantee that his girlfriend doesn't feel safe..."

"First, he doesn't have a girlfriend," Cheng Yan interrupted him, and his tone became serious. "Second, it feels safe to fall in love with him. Third, he is not Neptune, he only has one boyfriend."

Gao Yucheng blinked, a little confused: "How do you know?"

Cheng Yan turned his head, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he said loudly: "Because I am his boyfriend."

The author says:

Fight for the next chapter to stew Cheng Cheng.