The winter in F City is very cold. Starting from the end of November, it snowed for two consecutive months. The weather was freezing and the average temperature was minus seven or eight degrees Celsius.
Two days before the winter vacation, I caught up with Chu Xijin on a business trip to the UK. The driver brought the New Year greetings back to the villa. A blizzard was roaring outside the house, and he was breathing white air. He rubbed his hands and waved to the car.
"Uncle Li, thank you for your hard work!"
Uncle Li smiled and shook his head: "Sir, please come in quickly. It's cold outside, but don't catch a cold."
After watching the car leave, he was the only one in Nuo Da's villa, which seemed particularly empty. He Nian reluctantly moved his luggage upstairs, fell directly on the big bed, and stared at the ceiling in a daze for a while.
After more than ten days of classes at school, I finally made it through the holidays. My husband was on a business trip for a week, and the two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time.
The phone vibrated and He Minglan called. It was approaching the New Year's Eve. She wanted her son to return to the inner city early. She sent a red envelope to buy tickets in advance for the New Year. She chatted about some homely things and was already buying New Year's goods. She bought a lot of delicious food. Yes, the couple looked forward to his return.
After hanging up the phone, He Nian opened the ticket purchasing software. The tickets were indeed very crowded. When he scrolled down, almost all seats were full. Only the last two high-speed rail tickets were refunded by others. He quickly chose the one with the later time. .
Next Wednesday, 15:25.
There are still five days left.
His mood was even lower during the New Year greetings. If he thought about it, he might have to go back to the inner city before his husband came back.
The sky outside the window gradually darkened, and his stomach growled in protest. He Nian ran to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of egg noodles. After drinking the hot soup, his whole body warmed up.
The study was extremely quiet. During the twenty-day holiday, on average, there were almost five or six test papers to write every day. Apart from the free time, it was actually no different from school.
The street lights outside were on, and looking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, snowflakes were swirling and falling lightly, covering the branches with a vast whiteness.
He Nian stood up and put his hands on the glass. They were a little cold, but his eyes were bright. It rarely snowed in the city. He took a photo and sent it to his husband. After waiting for a while and no reply, he put away his phone and went into the bathroom.
When getting a change of clothes, He Nian stood in the closet and hesitated for a long time. Finally, like a thief, he took a large-size shirt that didn't belong to him.
After taking a shower, the fatigue all over my body seemed to dissipate, leaving only a faint feeling of sleepiness.
He Nian dried his hair and fell limply on the soft big bed. After struggling for a while, he put on his slippers and moved the Totoro doll to the master bedroom, so that he wouldn't be too lonely.
He lay on the white belly of Totoro, grabbed the phone and pulled it a few times. He fell asleep and couldn't help but underestimate it in a low voice.
"No reply yet..."
There was a faint smell of white sandalwood and cedar lingering in his nose. He couldn't help but lower his head and smell it. He closed his eyes and carefully twisted the fabric on his body with his fingers.
The material of the shirt was soft and skin-friendly, and it was full of luster, touching every inch of his skin.
I don't know what he thought of, but He Nian's face turned red and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the ringing of his cell phone interrupted his daze.
The call from sir was still a video call.
He Nian swallowed, and wrapped himself in a quilt as if he was guilty, leaving only his head exposed. He found a good angle to answer the phone.
"doing what?"
Chu Xijin's voice was a little lazy, and he looked at the people in the video with a smile on his lips.
"Sir." He Nian tried his best to open his eyes wide, blinked twice vividly, and said slowly:
"I cooked egg noodles at night, and then I did my homework in the study. It snowed so heavily outside at that time, it was really like goose feathers. Now I have just finished taking a shower and drying my hair..."
After saying that, he felt a little annoyed. The husband probably just asked him what he was doing now, but he just said so much in a long way.
"Hmm." Chu Xijin listened with great interest. He sat down on the sofa, lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. His eyes fell directly on the red face of He Nian and asked:
"Is it hot in the house?"
He Nian stood up slightly and leaned half against Totoro. His hair had just been dried and was a little frizzy. His slightly long bangs covered his eyebrowless eyes. Half of his chin was buried in the quilt. His skin was white and his red lips were particularly eye-catching.
"It's not hot. In fact, it's okay."
After he finished speaking, he subconsciously closed the quilt. Chu Xijin could see the clues at a glance. He curled his lips, and warmth surged in his heart.
"I haven't seen you for so long. I want to see you. It would be better if you cover yourself tightly."
He Nian's heart was beating fast, and his whole body felt soft and warm from the look in his eyes. He lifted up his bangs, revealing his smooth and full forehead, and pulled the quilt down again.
"...Sir, is this okay?"
His voice was soft and soft, yet he was so well-behaved.
Chu Xijin smiled and teased him deliberately: "No, go a little further."
"how about this?"
The short separation amplifies the emotion of longing infinitely.
In the end, He Nian looked embarrassed, but his mind was very clear. He just stole his boyfriend's shirt, so it didn't seem to be anything serious.
The fluffy quilt was pulled up to her waist, and a section of her neck was dazzling with white. He Nian lowered his eyes and did not dare to look at his phone, but his fingertips were fiddling with the buttons that looked like white jade.
The hands were beautiful, delicate and well-jointed, and the nails were trimmed short, flat and round, and glowed with healthy moisture.
Three buttons of the collar were loosened, revealing fair skin, a slender neck, and beautiful collarbones, the traces of which had long since disappeared.
Every movement of the fingertips hooked the man's nerves.
Chu Xijin's eyes darkened and he felt a little thirsty. He stared at the child who didn't know that he had committed a foul.
"You stole my clothes while I wasn't at home?"
"No." He Nian blushed and retorted in a low voice: "I didn't wear it secretly, I wore it openly and you saw it..."
This seems to be the case.
The shirt was already big, but when he wore it loosely, he looked pure and cute. At the same time, he had an indescribable aura about him.
Innocent, gentle, easy to deceive and easy to bully.
"Sir, can you come back soon?" He Nian asked seriously, looking at the man's handsome features, his heart beating warmly through his shirt.
He was really afraid that he would have to go back to the inner city without waiting for someone.
"Not sure yet." Chu Xijin softened his tone. With such a little lover at home, he didn't want to go back early. After living for thirty years, he felt worried for the first time.
"But I will come back as soon as possible. If you are alone at home, you must eat three meals on time. I will ask the hotel to deliver meals. It is cold, so wear thicker clothes if you want to go out. If you need anything, call me..."
Listening to the affectionate instructions, He Nian's nose twitched, a little sour, and his eyes slowly turned red.
He really misses Mr.
He spent the next few days celebrating the New Year on his fingers. He found a red marker and marked each day on the calendar.
Time is much more convenient at home. I have a video call with my husband almost every night. Each call is measured in hours. Sometimes I fall asleep while talking. Chu Xijin listens to the long breathing on the phone. hang up the phone.
Two weeks, this was the longest separation since he and his husband were together.
On Tuesday night, He Nian was tinkering in the kitchen baking egg yolk cakes. When he took a bite of the cakes, the crumbs fell out. The fillings were soft and sweet, the egg yolks were salty and fresh, and the aroma filled the room.
The plates on the table are filled with dishes.
It would be nice if the husband was here. This kind of weather is not suitable for going out. They can watch movies at home or read a book on the second floor. In fact, it doesn't matter what they do, what matters is the people around them.
He was full after eating two egg yolk cakes to celebrate the New Year. He was not interested. There was a mobile phone on the sofa, which was almost fully charged. There were two messages on the screen, which were about half an hour ago.
22:36
Chu Xijin【Picture】
Chu Xijin [The weather is a bit cold. 】
I hurriedly clicked on the picture to celebrate the New Year. It was a photo of a city. The night scene was beautiful, with beautiful neon lights, traffic flow, and light intertwining with each other.
Just as he was about to reply to the message, his eyes suddenly widened and he repeatedly confirmed the time when his husband sent him the message. The time in the UK should be afternoon, and a joyful thought suddenly flashed in his mind.
Did sir come back early?
He Nian opened the picture and looked at it several times in disbelief. The hand holding the phone was sweating slightly. Yes, this was City F. How could he be so stupid just now and ignore it?
The surprise in his heart was like a huge wave, and all signs showed that the person he thought about day and night seemed to have really come back.
He Nian typed against his heartbeat and asked: "Sir, where are you now?"
The message came back quickly, with only two words.
Chu Xijin [Open the door. 】
He Nian suddenly raised his head and looked at the door. He was so excited that he almost lost his grip on his phone. After reacting, he rushed to the entrance like a small whirlwind, glanced slightly into the cat's eyes, and quickly opened the door with trembling hands.
Chu Xijin stood at the door, wearing a black coat with a gray turtleneck underneath. He stared blankly at the people at the door. The cold wind made him shrink his neck.
"What are you doing standing there stupidly?"
Chu Xijin put the suitcase at the door, held his hand and closed the door. The room was fully heated, so he took off his thick cashmere scarf and eagerly hugged him into his arms.
"Why did you come back without telling me..." He Nian buried his head in the man's chest, and the tip of his nose suddenly felt sore. The two bodies hugged each other tightly, and he tightened his arms, fearing that he was hallucinating.
"It's too late, the weather is bad, and you're worried that the flight will be delayed, so you keep waiting."
Holding the person in his arms, Chu Xijin suddenly felt that all the fatigue during this period had disappeared.
"Then you have to tell me." He Nian didn't even raise his head, and quietly tugged on his sleeves. His voice was muffled, sounding a little aggrieved:
"Because if you told me, I would be happy from morning to day..."
Chu Xijin was stunned, then he picked up He Nian by his buttocks, walked to the sofa and sat down, his arms naturally resting on his lower back, folding them.
The atmosphere suddenly became intense and ambiguous. He Nian touched the coolness on Chu Xijin's body. He raised his head and pressed his face against the man's, struggling to get up.
Chu Xijin watched him run into the kitchen, and when he came out again, he had a cup of ginger tea in his hand to ward off the cold and keep warm.
"Sir, drink this."
Under the man's gaze, He Nian's face turned redder and redder. He hadn't seen her for half a month, and after the strong longing subsided, he actually felt a little embarrassed.