Shen Zhuo said that he was at ease alone, but Yang Qin did not feel that Shen Zhuo was very happy. He was not as quiet as stagnant water, but he was not very flowing, and he was in a calm state.
If the water does not flow, it will dry up. He wants the small stream Shen Zhuo to flow into the sea.
Yang Qin: I made a wish.
Shen Zhuo: What wish?
Yang Qin: Secret.
Shen Zhuo was quiet for a while and commented: Half of what he said.
Yang Qin said perfunctorily: arsenic mixed with rice.
Two people have eight hundred ideas.
Shen Zhuo looked at Yang Qin's sleeping side face and thought, this will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.
One day after finally getting together, the atmosphere fell into place.
…
Yang Qin held the person's waist and put him aside, propped himself on his knees, covered his eyes and muttered.
"No... Absolutely not..."
Shen Zuo's face was still calm, except for his rare red ears.
After Yang Qin finished reading, he found that Shen Zhuo was looking at him with two red ears, without speaking, and his eyes were still hazy with the mist that had come from the kiss.
Yang Qin couldn't stand Shen Zhuo looking at him like this. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, wanting to hug him, and finally placed a kiss on Shen Zhuo's forehead.
Shen Zhuo narrowed his eyes.
"Okay," he conceded, then added, "Then what should I do now?"
Yang Qin: "..."
Seemingly quiet, but actually full of clever ideas, just too lazy to act like a monster (Shen Zhuo), a group of gentle and sunny attackers with a stable mood and a positive attitude (Yang Qin)
A story that takes place on campus during the old college entrance examination that once required subjects in arts and sciences.
Concept: youth burning like fire