ranslated by Springlila
Edited by Springlila
Warning: A Slight Smut Ahead (I Think?)
Lou Cheng couldn’t come up with an explanation and simply stated, “I like you, I just want to become…better with you.”
He secretly brought a few boxes. He didn’t mean anything else. He reasoned that he would do so just in case it happened. He was not concerned that the supermarket would not allow him to purchase it at that time. He didn’t expect to be caught on the first day.
Ding Xuerun didn’t object because he knew that some things couldn’t be suppressed, that depression was bad, and that suppressing it might make people even more depressed. However, Lou Cheng’s score… still requires learning and cannot be distracted.
Seeing him hiding things behind his back and looking down with shame, Ding Xuerun knelt on his knees in his suitcase full of summer clothes. He leaned in, kissed Lou Cheng on the forehead, and softly asked, “Isn’t this way very good?”
Lou Cheng met his black eyes, and blinked foolishly: “It’s very good…”
Ding Xuerun was going to teach Lou Cheng at night, but there was a sudden power outage, which was caused by a short circuit.
Ding Xuerun opened the circuit box, handed the flashlight to Lou Cheng, and grabbed a pair of pliers on his own.
Lou Cheng seemed to be terrified that Ding Xuerun would be electrocuted: “Runrun, if there is no electricity then it’s fine without it. If there is no electricity, let’s do something else. We can go out to see the stars or kissing. We don’t need to have lights. Let’s find an electrician to fix it tomorrow.”
He felt dizzy as he looked at the densely packed circuit board, which resembled a maze.
But Ding Xuerun was checking very carefully, his side face looks focused, and his eyelashes curled up thickly: “It can be fixed.”
Lou Cheng didn’t believe it at all, but he still maintained patience: “Okay, you try, if it doesn’t work…” Before he could finish his sentence, the light in the room flickered twice before turning on permanently.
Lou Cheng: “…”
Ding Xuerun put down his pliers: “All right.”
“Have you studied electrician?” Lou Cheng couldn’t believe it. What else is Ding Xuerun incapable of?
“Have you ever done the circuit failure analysis physics problem? In fact, the principle is quite simple. If you understand this principle, you can repair circuits, TVs, and other electronic devices.” In a summary, he can solve the problem of household appliances.
Lou Cheng had done this kind of question: “Is it S1, S2, L1, L2?”
“The principles are the same,” Ding Xuerun nodded, “but this one seems to be a little more complicated…” When he saw Lou Cheng’s face go blank, he simply took a piece of paper and a pen. He drew a simple circuit diagram for him on paper, “L means live wire, n means zero wire, sb1 means stop button, sb2 means start button, km means AC contactor… understand?”
“What are you talking about?” He couldn’t connect practice to the drawings, let alone the drawings Ding Xuerun drew. It was almost blinding him, and it didn’t look good.
Knowing he couldn’t understand, Ding Xuerun gave him a few sample questions, saying, “It is easy to get through the college entrance examination.”
When the power came back, Lou Cheng’s dream of not having to study was crushed, and Ding Xuerun pulled out a workbook: “My junior high school used this. Today, we will learn to speak English. What exactly do you want to hear?” He told Lou Cheng about grammar several times, but Lou Cheng couldn’t figure it out. He said that he would prefer to recite words rather than grammar.
“I listen to you,” Lou Cheng said, despite the fact that he didn’t want to listen to English.
“Then speak English composition,” Ding Xuerun said as he turned over a page of a composition topic.
“Don’t…” Lou Yu almost cried. “Are you going to make me write to Li Hua again?”
“Don’t write to Li Hua,” Ding Xuerun checked the composition topic’s writing title, crossed out all Lihua, and replaced it with Lilei, “write to Li Lei.”
Although there is no air conditioning, it is the hottest month of the year, but this is most likely due to the shade provided by the trees that it’s not at all hot, but rather cool.
It’s just that mosquitoes fly around from time to time. Lou Cheng writes a few words, then puts down the pen to hit the mosquitoes. There’s a round of claps in the quiet wooden house every once in a while.
It didn’t take long for him to be bitten by several mosquitos. Lou Cheng had just finished writing a composition with a string of incorrect words when he decided he couldn’t go on saying that mosquitoes were so annoying. He stooped in agony, scratching his hand and leg. Despite the fact that he had been kept bumping since childhood, he had never been bitten by a mosquito.
“I forgot to buy mosquito repellent incense.” Ding Xuerun took out his usual cooling cream, squatted down, and asked, “Where did it bite you?”
“Here, here and here…” Lou Cheng pointed for him to look, Ding Xuerun found the right place and applied some cooling cream to him. “Runrun, I’ll do it myself,” Lou Cheng said, looking down at him.
“Stay still.”
“…oh.”
The itch was quickly replaced by a cooling sensation. Even though all of the mosquito bags had been processed, it was still uncomfortable. Ding Xuerun saw how pitiful he was and let him go: “Forget it, don’t write it. We’ll continue tomorrow. We’ll go down the mountain tomorrow to get mosquito nets and coils.”
Lou Cheng said that he wanted to take a bath again.
“Why are you doing so much?” Ding Xuerun was clearing the desk.
“Are you annoyed?” Lou Cheng immediately rolled up his short sleeves and wrapped his sweaty arms around him. “No, well, you have to wash. You’re all sweaty,” he said, his neck pressed against like a pair of cross-necked swans.
“Are you being ignorant, Lou Cheng?” Ding Xuerun had no intention of pushing him away.
“Your fans say I am a junior high school student.” Lou Cheng smiled.
The house is made of wood and has a cement foundation. The bathroom was poorly designed, with no showers, water heaters, or other amenities. Despite the fact that it was a hot summer, Ding Xuerun boiled some hot water, mixed it with cold water in a wooden bucket, and left Lou Cheng outside to wash with a scoop on the ground.
The situation is too difficult for Lou Cheng to take a bath in.
“I won’t wash until you finish,” Ding Xuerun said.
“…or let’s wash together? We can save water by doing so.”
Ding Xuerun did not agree.
After Lou Cheng finished washing, he wiped the water with the towel he had brought and he had no intention of putting on clothes, so he walked in directly.
Ding Xuerun looked away from him, stood up, and said, “You go to bed first, and I’m going to take a bath.”
He worked during the day and Lou Cheng just rubbed his sweat on him again. It won’t go away unless he washes it.
Lou Cheng was resting at the window, staring at him as he undressed. Ding Xuerun turned away from him, the moonlight was dim, but the white body and the slender and tight lines stood out in the darkness.
He secretly watched Ding Xuerun bending over and pouring water on his body. He took out the items that Ding Xuerun had grabbed on the spot that afternoon, not knowing what he was thinking.
He just wanted to try if it could fit.
As a result, Ding Xuerun completed his washing. When he walked in, Lou Cheng quickly took it off and blew a balloon in front of Ding Xuerun. He looked at him and smiled innocently.
The balloon quickly deflated.
Ding Xuerun said helplessly: “Stop playing.”
Lou Cheng hurriedly tossed the deflated condom into the trash can, scratching his head: “Runrun, I just tried… it doesn’t mean that.”
“I know. Do you still get bitten by mosquitos?” Ding Xuerun is dressed in pajamas with short sleeves and shorts that expose his white, thin arms and long legs. Lou Cheng thought he looked too thin in these clothes. He only looked at his legs, and his lines were symmetrical, implying that he didn’t have the well-developed muscles of his own body from a lot of exercises.
“It’s a hard bite.”
“I’ll put some cooling cream on you again.”
“Why is it that you don’t get bitten by a mosquito? They all come to me.”
Ding Xuerun sat on the bed and applied mosquito repellent and cooling cream to on Lou Cheng. “Because your body is hotter, and mosquitos prefer it that way.” Lou Cheng felt his hand rubbing against his skin. It was clearly a cooling cream, and there was a cooling sensation, but he was hot as if sparks had burned his skin.
His palms were sweaty and his Runrun hands were so slippery and comfortable to hold.
Lou Cheng tried hard to restrain himself, but couldn’t hide it.”Should I go out or should you go out?” Ding Xuerun asked.
“Don’t go out.” Lou Cheng took him into his arms.
He was giving Ding Xuerun four meals a day at the time and selecting a large supplement was also thought to be ineffective.
Lou Cheng hugged him, and he could tell his body was stronger and healthier than it had been.
He hugged him for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his arm to pull the lamp string down, and the room went dark for an instant. The moonlight streaming in through the crack in the door.
Lou Cheng, who was nervous, leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, whispering: “Runrun, I want…Do you want to?”
His eyes also appeared bright in the dark.
Ding Xuerun, a person who has always been determined, is also a little unresolute at the moment because he likes Lou Cheng, far beyond his imagination.
Lou Cheng probably got the answer from his non-response and began to kiss his lips.
The loose wooden bed is covered with a thin mattress that isn’t as comfortable or soft as at home, but it gives Lou Cheng a different vibe. He was worried Ding Xuerun would injure his back. He drew the pillow cushion against his back and kissed him gently. He liked the red moles on Ding Xuerun’s neck and Lou Cheng kissed him for a long time.
A mosquito buzzed around the two of them.
Lou Cheng didn’t care and continued to kiss, burying his head in his neck.
Ding Xuerun was also in a daze. His eyesight was not very good. After taking off his glasses, he couldn’t see clearly in the dark, and his mind also became unclear. It seems to be disturbed by something and blinded by emotions. Just as Lou Cheng was about to take the next step, the mosquito disturbed his ears very annoyingly. He couldn’t help but slapped himself.
He yelled, “Go away, don’t disturb me.”
The atmosphere fell silent.
Ding Xuerun sobered up a lot, he tried to calm down and turned his head: “Lou Cheng, turn on the light.”
“…You want to get up and hit the mosquitoes?”
“No, you turn on the light first.” Ding Xuerun breathed unsteadily, could feel his heart pounding wildly, and realized what they were doing.
Ding Xuerun pushed Lou Cheng away and sat up, got out of bed, and found slippers as soon as Lou Cheng turned on the light.
Lou Cheng was still sitting on the bed, a little dazed: “Runrun, what are you doing?”
“I’ll make a set of papers.” Calm down.
“…You aren’t kissing me anymore?” Lou Cheng was even more at a loss. Wasn’t it quite hot just now?
“You’ll go too far if I kiss you any more than this.” Ding Xuerun is going to get a cigarette.
“Come back!” Lou Cheng called him subconsciously.
Ding Xuerun looked back at Lou Cheng, who was irritably reaching out to fan the mosquitoes, and saw that he was holding the quilt and covering his legs: “Bring me a set of papers too!”
ranslated by Springlila
Edited by Springlila
Warning: A Slight Smut Ahead (I Think?)
Lou Cheng couldn’t come up with an explanation and simply stated, “I like you, I just want to become…better with you.”
He secretly brought a few boxes. He didn’t mean anything else. He reasoned that he would do so just in case it happened. He was not concerned that the supermarket would not allow him to purchase it at that time. He didn’t expect to be caught on the first day.
Ding Xuerun didn’t object because he knew that some things couldn’t be suppressed, that depression was bad, and that suppressing it might make people even more depressed. However, Lou Cheng’s score… still requires learning and cannot be distracted.
Seeing him hiding things behind his back and looking down with shame, Ding Xuerun knelt on his knees in his suitcase full of summer clothes. He leaned in, kissed Lou Cheng on the forehead, and softly asked, “Isn’t this way very good?”
Lou Cheng met his black eyes, and blinked foolishly: “It’s very good…”
Ding Xuerun was going to teach Lou Cheng at night, but there was a sudden power outage, which was caused by a short circuit.
Ding Xuerun opened the circuit box, handed the flashlight to Lou Cheng, and grabbed a pair of pliers on his own.
Lou Cheng seemed to be terrified that Ding Xuerun would be electrocuted: “Runrun, if there is no electricity then it’s fine without it. If there is no electricity, let’s do something else. We can go out to see the stars or kissing. We don’t need to have lights. Let’s find an electrician to fix it tomorrow.”
He felt dizzy as he looked at the densely packed circuit board, which resembled a maze.
But Ding Xuerun was checking very carefully, his side face looks focused, and his eyelashes curled up thickly: “It can be fixed.”
Lou Cheng didn’t believe it at all, but he still maintained patience: “Okay, you try, if it doesn’t work…” Before he could finish his sentence, the light in the room flickered twice before turning on permanently.
Lou Cheng: “…”
Ding Xuerun put down his pliers: “All right.”
“Have you studied electrician?” Lou Cheng couldn’t believe it. What else is Ding Xuerun incapable of?
“Have you ever done the circuit failure analysis physics problem? In fact, the principle is quite simple. If you understand this principle, you can repair circuits, TVs, and other electronic devices.” In a summary, he can solve the problem of household appliances.
Lou Cheng had done this kind of question: “Is it S1, S2, L1, L2?”
“The principles are the same,” Ding Xuerun nodded, “but this one seems to be a little more complicated…” When he saw Lou Cheng’s face go blank, he simply took a piece of paper and a pen. He drew a simple circuit diagram for him on paper, “L means live wire, n means zero wire, sb1 means stop button, sb2 means start button, km means AC contactor… understand?”
“What are you talking about?” He couldn’t connect practice to the drawings, let alone the drawings Ding Xuerun drew. It was almost blinding him, and it didn’t look good.
Knowing he couldn’t understand, Ding Xuerun gave him a few sample questions, saying, “It is easy to get through the college entrance examination.”
When the power came back, Lou Cheng’s dream of not having to study was crushed, and Ding Xuerun pulled out a workbook: “My junior high school used this. Today, we will learn to speak English. What exactly do you want to hear?” He told Lou Cheng about grammar several times, but Lou Cheng couldn’t figure it out. He said that he would prefer to recite words rather than grammar.
“I listen to you,” Lou Cheng said, despite the fact that he didn’t want to listen to English.
“Then speak English composition,” Ding Xuerun said as he turned over a page of a composition topic.
“Don’t…” Lou Yu almost cried. “Are you going to make me write to Li Hua again?”
“Don’t write to Li Hua,” Ding Xuerun checked the composition topic’s writing title, crossed out all Lihua, and replaced it with Lilei, “write to Li Lei.”
Although there is no air conditioning, it is the hottest month of the year, but this is most likely due to the shade provided by the trees that it’s not at all hot, but rather cool.
It’s just that mosquitoes fly around from time to time. Lou Cheng writes a few words, then puts down the pen to hit the mosquitoes. There’s a round of claps in the quiet wooden house every once in a while.
It didn’t take long for him to be bitten by several mosquitos. Lou Cheng had just finished writing a composition with a string of incorrect words when he decided he couldn’t go on saying that mosquitoes were so annoying. He stooped in agony, scratching his hand and leg. Despite the fact that he had been kept bumping since childhood, he had never been bitten by a mosquito.
“I forgot to buy mosquito repellent incense.” Ding Xuerun took out his usual cooling cream, squatted down, and asked, “Where did it bite you?”
“Here, here and here…” Lou Cheng pointed for him to look, Ding Xuerun found the right place and applied some cooling cream to him. “Runrun, I’ll do it myself,” Lou Cheng said, looking down at him.
“Stay still.”
“…oh.”
The itch was quickly replaced by a cooling sensation. Even though all of the mosquito bags had been processed, it was still uncomfortable. Ding Xuerun saw how pitiful he was and let him go: “Forget it, don’t write it. We’ll continue tomorrow. We’ll go down the mountain tomorrow to get mosquito nets and coils.”
Lou Cheng said that he wanted to take a bath again.
“Why are you doing so much?” Ding Xuerun was clearing the desk.
“Are you annoyed?” Lou Cheng immediately rolled up his short sleeves and wrapped his sweaty arms around him. “No, well, you have to wash. You’re all sweaty,” he said, his neck pressed against like a pair of cross-necked swans.
“Are you being ignorant, Lou Cheng?” Ding Xuerun had no intention of pushing him away.
“Your fans say I am a junior high school student.” Lou Cheng smiled.
The house is made of wood and has a cement foundation. The bathroom was poorly designed, with no showers, water heaters, or other amenities. Despite the fact that it was a hot summer, Ding Xuerun boiled some hot water, mixed it with cold water in a wooden bucket, and left Lou Cheng outside to wash with a scoop on the ground.
The situation is too difficult for Lou Cheng to take a bath in.
“I won’t wash until you finish,” Ding Xuerun said.
“…or let’s wash together? We can save water by doing so.”
Ding Xuerun did not agree.
After Lou Cheng finished washing, he wiped the water with the towel he had brought and he had no intention of putting on clothes, so he walked in directly.
Ding Xuerun looked away from him, stood up, and said, “You go to bed first, and I’m going to take a bath.”
He worked during the day and Lou Cheng just rubbed his sweat on him again. It won’t go away unless he washes it.
Lou Cheng was resting at the window, staring at him as he undressed. Ding Xuerun turned away from him, the moonlight was dim, but the white body and the slender and tight lines stood out in the darkness.
He secretly watched Ding Xuerun bending over and pouring water on his body. He took out the items that Ding Xuerun had grabbed on the spot that afternoon, not knowing what he was thinking.
He just wanted to try if it could fit.
As a result, Ding Xuerun completed his washing. When he walked in, Lou Cheng quickly took it off and blew a balloon in front of Ding Xuerun. He looked at him and smiled innocently.
The balloon quickly deflated.
Ding Xuerun said helplessly: “Stop playing.”
Lou Cheng hurriedly tossed the deflated condom into the trash can, scratching his head: “Runrun, I just tried… it doesn’t mean that.”
“I know. Do you still get bitten by mosquitos?” Ding Xuerun is dressed in pajamas with short sleeves and shorts that expose his white, thin arms and long legs. Lou Cheng thought he looked too thin in these clothes. He only looked at his legs, and his lines were symmetrical, implying that he didn’t have the well-developed muscles of his own body from a lot of exercises.
“It’s a hard bite.”
“I’ll put some cooling cream on you again.”
“Why is it that you don’t get bitten by a mosquito? They all come to me.”
Ding Xuerun sat on the bed and applied mosquito repellent and cooling cream to on Lou Cheng. “Because your body is hotter, and mosquitos prefer it that way.” Lou Cheng felt his hand rubbing against his skin. It was clearly a cooling cream, and there was a cooling sensation, but he was hot as if sparks had burned his skin.
His palms were sweaty and his Runrun hands were so slippery and comfortable to hold.
Lou Cheng tried hard to restrain himself, but couldn’t hide it.”Should I go out or should you go out?” Ding Xuerun asked.
“Don’t go out.” Lou Cheng took him into his arms.
He was giving Ding Xuerun four meals a day at the time and selecting a large supplement was also thought to be ineffective.
Lou Cheng hugged him, and he could tell his body was stronger and healthier than it had been.
He hugged him for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his arm to pull the lamp string down, and the room went dark for an instant. The moonlight streaming in through the crack in the door.
Lou Cheng, who was nervous, leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, whispering: “Runrun, I want…Do you want to?”
His eyes also appeared bright in the dark.
Ding Xuerun, a person who has always been determined, is also a little unresolute at the moment because he likes Lou Cheng, far beyond his imagination.
Lou Cheng probably got the answer from his non-response and began to kiss his lips.
The loose wooden bed is covered with a thin mattress that isn’t as comfortable or soft as at home, but it gives Lou Cheng a different vibe. He was worried Ding Xuerun would injure his back. He drew the pillow cushion against his back and kissed him gently. He liked the red moles on Ding Xuerun’s neck and Lou Cheng kissed him for a long time.
A mosquito buzzed around the two of them.
Lou Cheng didn’t care and continued to kiss, burying his head in his neck.
Ding Xuerun was also in a daze. His eyesight was not very good. After taking off his glasses, he couldn’t see clearly in the dark, and his mind also became unclear. It seems to be disturbed by something and blinded by emotions. Just as Lou Cheng was about to take the next step, the mosquito disturbed his ears very annoyingly. He couldn’t help but slapped himself.
He yelled, “Go away, don’t disturb me.”
The atmosphere fell silent.
Ding Xuerun sobered up a lot, he tried to calm down and turned his head: “Lou Cheng, turn on the light.”
“…You want to get up and hit the mosquitoes?”
“No, you turn on the light first.” Ding Xuerun breathed unsteadily, could feel his heart pounding wildly, and realized what they were doing.
Ding Xuerun pushed Lou Cheng away and sat up, got out of bed, and found slippers as soon as Lou Cheng turned on the light.
Lou Cheng was still sitting on the bed, a little dazed: “Runrun, what are you doing?”
“I’ll make a set of papers.” Calm down.
“…You aren’t kissing me anymore?” Lou Cheng was even more at a loss. Wasn’t it quite hot just now?
“You’ll go too far if I kiss you any more than this.” Ding Xuerun is going to get a cigarette.
“Come back!” Lou Cheng called him subconsciously.
Ding Xuerun looked back at Lou Cheng, who was irritably reaching out to fan the mosquitoes, and saw that he was holding the quilt and covering his legs: “Bring me a set of papers too!”
ranslated by Springlila
Edited by Springlila
Warning: A Slight Smut Ahead (I Think?)
Lou Cheng couldn’t come up with an explanation and simply stated, “I like you, I just want to become…better with you.”
He secretly brought a few boxes. He didn’t mean anything else. He reasoned that he would do so just in case it happened. He was not concerned that the supermarket would not allow him to purchase it at that time. He didn’t expect to be caught on the first day.
Ding Xuerun didn’t object because he knew that some things couldn’t be suppressed, that depression was bad, and that suppressing it might make people even more depressed. However, Lou Cheng’s score… still requires learning and cannot be distracted.
Seeing him hiding things behind his back and looking down with shame, Ding Xuerun knelt on his knees in his suitcase full of summer clothes. He leaned in, kissed Lou Cheng on the forehead, and softly asked, “Isn’t this way very good?”
Lou Cheng met his black eyes, and blinked foolishly: “It’s very good…”
Ding Xuerun was going to teach Lou Cheng at night, but there was a sudden power outage, which was caused by a short circuit.
Ding Xuerun opened the circuit box, handed the flashlight to Lou Cheng, and grabbed a pair of pliers on his own.
Lou Cheng seemed to be terrified that Ding Xuerun would be electrocuted: “Runrun, if there is no electricity then it’s fine without it. If there is no electricity, let’s do something else. We can go out to see the stars or kissing. We don’t need to have lights. Let’s find an electrician to fix it tomorrow.”
He felt dizzy as he looked at the densely packed circuit board, which resembled a maze.
But Ding Xuerun was checking very carefully, his side face looks focused, and his eyelashes curled up thickly: “It can be fixed.”
Lou Cheng didn’t believe it at all, but he still maintained patience: “Okay, you try, if it doesn’t work…” Before he could finish his sentence, the light in the room flickered twice before turning on permanently.
Lou Cheng: “…”
Ding Xuerun put down his pliers: “All right.”
“Have you studied electrician?” Lou Cheng couldn’t believe it. What else is Ding Xuerun incapable of?
“Have you ever done the circuit failure analysis physics problem? In fact, the principle is quite simple. If you understand this principle, you can repair circuits, TVs, and other electronic devices.” In a summary, he can solve the problem of household appliances.
Lou Cheng had done this kind of question: “Is it S1, S2, L1, L2?”
“The principles are the same,” Ding Xuerun nodded, “but this one seems to be a little more complicated…” When he saw Lou Cheng’s face go blank, he simply took a piece of paper and a pen. He drew a simple circuit diagram for him on paper, “L means live wire, n means zero wire, sb1 means stop button, sb2 means start button, km means AC contactor… understand?”
“What are you talking about?” He couldn’t connect practice to the drawings, let alone the drawings Ding Xuerun drew. It was almost blinding him, and it didn’t look good.
Knowing he couldn’t understand, Ding Xuerun gave him a few sample questions, saying, “It is easy to get through the college entrance examination.”
When the power came back, Lou Cheng’s dream of not having to study was crushed, and Ding Xuerun pulled out a workbook: “My junior high school used this. Today, we will learn to speak English. What exactly do you want to hear?” He told Lou Cheng about grammar several times, but Lou Cheng couldn’t figure it out. He said that he would prefer to recite words rather than grammar.
“I listen to you,” Lou Cheng said, despite the fact that he didn’t want to listen to English.
“Then speak English composition,” Ding Xuerun said as he turned over a page of a composition topic.
“Don’t…” Lou Yu almost cried. “Are you going to make me write to Li Hua again?”
“Don’t write to Li Hua,” Ding Xuerun checked the composition topic’s writing title, crossed out all Lihua, and replaced it with Lilei, “write to Li Lei.”
Although there is no air conditioning, it is the hottest month of the year, but this is most likely due to the shade provided by the trees that it’s not at all hot, but rather cool.
It’s just that mosquitoes fly around from time to time. Lou Cheng writes a few words, then puts down the pen to hit the mosquitoes. There’s a round of claps in the quiet wooden house every once in a while.
It didn’t take long for him to be bitten by several mosquitos. Lou Cheng had just finished writing a composition with a string of incorrect words when he decided he couldn’t go on saying that mosquitoes were so annoying. He stooped in agony, scratching his hand and leg. Despite the fact that he had been kept bumping since childhood, he had never been bitten by a mosquito.
“I forgot to buy mosquito repellent incense.” Ding Xuerun took out his usual cooling cream, squatted down, and asked, “Where did it bite you?”
“Here, here and here…” Lou Cheng pointed for him to look, Ding Xuerun found the right place and applied some cooling cream to him. “Runrun, I’ll do it myself,” Lou Cheng said, looking down at him.
“Stay still.”
“…oh.”
The itch was quickly replaced by a cooling sensation. Even though all of the mosquito bags had been processed, it was still uncomfortable. Ding Xuerun saw how pitiful he was and let him go: “Forget it, don’t write it. We’ll continue tomorrow. We’ll go down the mountain tomorrow to get mosquito nets and coils.”
Lou Cheng said that he wanted to take a bath again.
“Why are you doing so much?” Ding Xuerun was clearing the desk.
“Are you annoyed?” Lou Cheng immediately rolled up his short sleeves and wrapped his sweaty arms around him. “No, well, you have to wash. You’re all sweaty,” he said, his neck pressed against like a pair of cross-necked swans.
“Are you being ignorant, Lou Cheng?” Ding Xuerun had no intention of pushing him away.
“Your fans say I am a junior high school student.” Lou Cheng smiled.
The house is made of wood and has a cement foundation. The bathroom was poorly designed, with no showers, water heaters, or other amenities. Despite the fact that it was a hot summer, Ding Xuerun boiled some hot water, mixed it with cold water in a wooden bucket, and left Lou Cheng outside to wash with a scoop on the ground.
The situation is too difficult for Lou Cheng to take a bath in.
“I won’t wash until you finish,” Ding Xuerun said.
“…or let’s wash together? We can save water by doing so.”
Ding Xuerun did not agree.
After Lou Cheng finished washing, he wiped the water with the towel he had brought and he had no intention of putting on clothes, so he walked in directly.
Ding Xuerun looked away from him, stood up, and said, “You go to bed first, and I’m going to take a bath.”
He worked during the day and Lou Cheng just rubbed his sweat on him again. It won’t go away unless he washes it.
Lou Cheng was resting at the window, staring at him as he undressed. Ding Xuerun turned away from him, the moonlight was dim, but the white body and the slender and tight lines stood out in the darkness.
He secretly watched Ding Xuerun bending over and pouring water on his body. He took out the items that Ding Xuerun had grabbed on the spot that afternoon, not knowing what he was thinking.
He just wanted to try if it could fit.
As a result, Ding Xuerun completed his washing. When he walked in, Lou Cheng quickly took it off and blew a balloon in front of Ding Xuerun. He looked at him and smiled innocently.
The balloon quickly deflated.
Ding Xuerun said helplessly: “Stop playing.”
Lou Cheng hurriedly tossed the deflated condom into the trash can, scratching his head: “Runrun, I just tried… it doesn’t mean that.”
“I know. Do you still get bitten by mosquitos?” Ding Xuerun is dressed in pajamas with short sleeves and shorts that expose his white, thin arms and long legs. Lou Cheng thought he looked too thin in these clothes. He only looked at his legs, and his lines were symmetrical, implying that he didn’t have the well-developed muscles of his own body from a lot of exercises.
“It’s a hard bite.”
“I’ll put some cooling cream on you again.”
“Why is it that you don’t get bitten by a mosquito? They all come to me.”
Ding Xuerun sat on the bed and applied mosquito repellent and cooling cream to on Lou Cheng. “Because your body is hotter, and mosquitos prefer it that way.” Lou Cheng felt his hand rubbing against his skin. It was clearly a cooling cream, and there was a cooling sensation, but he was hot as if sparks had burned his skin.
His palms were sweaty and his Runrun hands were so slippery and comfortable to hold.
Lou Cheng tried hard to restrain himself, but couldn’t hide it.”Should I go out or should you go out?” Ding Xuerun asked.
“Don’t go out.” Lou Cheng took him into his arms.
He was giving Ding Xuerun four meals a day at the time and selecting a large supplement was also thought to be ineffective.
Lou Cheng hugged him, and he could tell his body was stronger and healthier than it had been.
He hugged him for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his arm to pull the lamp string down, and the room went dark for an instant. The moonlight streaming in through the crack in the door.
Lou Cheng, who was nervous, leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, whispering: “Runrun, I want…Do you want to?”
His eyes also appeared bright in the dark.
Ding Xuerun, a person who has always been determined, is also a little unresolute at the moment because he likes Lou Cheng, far beyond his imagination.
Lou Cheng probably got the answer from his non-response and began to kiss his lips.
The loose wooden bed is covered with a thin mattress that isn’t as comfortable or soft as at home, but it gives Lou Cheng a different vibe. He was worried Ding Xuerun would injure his back. He drew the pillow cushion against his back and kissed him gently. He liked the red moles on Ding Xuerun’s neck and Lou Cheng kissed him for a long time.
A mosquito buzzed around the two of them.
Lou Cheng didn’t care and continued to kiss, burying his head in his neck.
Ding Xuerun was also in a daze. His eyesight was not very good. After taking off his glasses, he couldn’t see clearly in the dark, and his mind also became unclear. It seems to be disturbed by something and blinded by emotions. Just as Lou Cheng was about to take the next step, the mosquito disturbed his ears very annoyingly. He couldn’t help but slapped himself.
He yelled, “Go away, don’t disturb me.”
The atmosphere fell silent.
Ding Xuerun sobered up a lot, he tried to calm down and turned his head: “Lou Cheng, turn on the light.”
“…You want to get up and hit the mosquitoes?”
“No, you turn on the light first.” Ding Xuerun breathed unsteadily, could feel his heart pounding wildly, and realized what they were doing.
Ding Xuerun pushed Lou Cheng away and sat up, got out of bed, and found slippers as soon as Lou Cheng turned on the light.
Lou Cheng was still sitting on the bed, a little dazed: “Runrun, what are you doing?”
“I’ll make a set of papers.” Calm down.
“…You aren’t kissing me anymore?” Lou Cheng was even more at a loss. Wasn’t it quite hot just now?
“You’ll go too far if I kiss you any more than this.” Ding Xuerun is going to get a cigarette.
“Come back!” Lou Cheng called him subconsciously.
Ding Xuerun looked back at Lou Cheng, who was irritably reaching out to fan the mosquitoes, and saw that he was holding the quilt and covering his legs: “Bring me a set of papers too!”
ranslated by Springlila
Edited by Springlila
Warning: A Slight Smut Ahead (I Think?)
Lou Cheng couldn’t come up with an explanation and simply stated, “I like you, I just want to become…better with you.”
He secretly brought a few boxes. He didn’t mean anything else. He reasoned that he would do so just in case it happened. He was not concerned that the supermarket would not allow him to purchase it at that time. He didn’t expect to be caught on the first day.
Ding Xuerun didn’t object because he knew that some things couldn’t be suppressed, that depression was bad, and that suppressing it might make people even more depressed. However, Lou Cheng’s score… still requires learning and cannot be distracted.
Seeing him hiding things behind his back and looking down with shame, Ding Xuerun knelt on his knees in his suitcase full of summer clothes. He leaned in, kissed Lou Cheng on the forehead, and softly asked, “Isn’t this way very good?”
Lou Cheng met his black eyes, and blinked foolishly: “It’s very good…”
Ding Xuerun was going to teach Lou Cheng at night, but there was a sudden power outage, which was caused by a short circuit.
Ding Xuerun opened the circuit box, handed the flashlight to Lou Cheng, and grabbed a pair of pliers on his own.
Lou Cheng seemed to be terrified that Ding Xuerun would be electrocuted: “Runrun, if there is no electricity then it’s fine without it. If there is no electricity, let’s do something else. We can go out to see the stars or kissing. We don’t need to have lights. Let’s find an electrician to fix it tomorrow.”
He felt dizzy as he looked at the densely packed circuit board, which resembled a maze.
But Ding Xuerun was checking very carefully, his side face looks focused, and his eyelashes curled up thickly: “It can be fixed.”
Lou Cheng didn’t believe it at all, but he still maintained patience: “Okay, you try, if it doesn’t work…” Before he could finish his sentence, the light in the room flickered twice before turning on permanently.
Lou Cheng: “…”
Ding Xuerun put down his pliers: “All right.”
“Have you studied electrician?” Lou Cheng couldn’t believe it. What else is Ding Xuerun incapable of?
“Have you ever done the circuit failure analysis physics problem? In fact, the principle is quite simple. If you understand this principle, you can repair circuits, TVs, and other electronic devices.” In a summary, he can solve the problem of household appliances.
Lou Cheng had done this kind of question: “Is it S1, S2, L1, L2?”
“The principles are the same,” Ding Xuerun nodded, “but this one seems to be a little more complicated…” When he saw Lou Cheng’s face go blank, he simply took a piece of paper and a pen. He drew a simple circuit diagram for him on paper, “L means live wire, n means zero wire, sb1 means stop button, sb2 means start button, km means AC contactor… understand?”
“What are you talking about?” He couldn’t connect practice to the drawings, let alone the drawings Ding Xuerun drew. It was almost blinding him, and it didn’t look good.
Knowing he couldn’t understand, Ding Xuerun gave him a few sample questions, saying, “It is easy to get through the college entrance examination.”
When the power came back, Lou Cheng’s dream of not having to study was crushed, and Ding Xuerun pulled out a workbook: “My junior high school used this. Today, we will learn to speak English. What exactly do you want to hear?” He told Lou Cheng about grammar several times, but Lou Cheng couldn’t figure it out. He said that he would prefer to recite words rather than grammar.
“I listen to you,” Lou Cheng said, despite the fact that he didn’t want to listen to English.
“Then speak English composition,” Ding Xuerun said as he turned over a page of a composition topic.
“Don’t…” Lou Yu almost cried. “Are you going to make me write to Li Hua again?”
“Don’t write to Li Hua,” Ding Xuerun checked the composition topic’s writing title, crossed out all Lihua, and replaced it with Lilei, “write to Li Lei.”
Although there is no air conditioning, it is the hottest month of the year, but this is most likely due to the shade provided by the trees that it’s not at all hot, but rather cool.
It’s just that mosquitoes fly around from time to time. Lou Cheng writes a few words, then puts down the pen to hit the mosquitoes. There’s a round of claps in the quiet wooden house every once in a while.
It didn’t take long for him to be bitten by several mosquitos. Lou Cheng had just finished writing a composition with a string of incorrect words when he decided he couldn’t go on saying that mosquitoes were so annoying. He stooped in agony, scratching his hand and leg. Despite the fact that he had been kept bumping since childhood, he had never been bitten by a mosquito.
“I forgot to buy mosquito repellent incense.” Ding Xuerun took out his usual cooling cream, squatted down, and asked, “Where did it bite you?”
“Here, here and here…” Lou Cheng pointed for him to look, Ding Xuerun found the right place and applied some cooling cream to him. “Runrun, I’ll do it myself,” Lou Cheng said, looking down at him.
“Stay still.”
“…oh.”
The itch was quickly replaced by a cooling sensation. Even though all of the mosquito bags had been processed, it was still uncomfortable. Ding Xuerun saw how pitiful he was and let him go: “Forget it, don’t write it. We’ll continue tomorrow. We’ll go down the mountain tomorrow to get mosquito nets and coils.”
Lou Cheng said that he wanted to take a bath again.
“Why are you doing so much?” Ding Xuerun was clearing the desk.
“Are you annoyed?” Lou Cheng immediately rolled up his short sleeves and wrapped his sweaty arms around him. “No, well, you have to wash. You’re all sweaty,” he said, his neck pressed against like a pair of cross-necked swans.
“Are you being ignorant, Lou Cheng?” Ding Xuerun had no intention of pushing him away.
“Your fans say I am a junior high school student.” Lou Cheng smiled.
The house is made of wood and has a cement foundation. The bathroom was poorly designed, with no showers, water heaters, or other amenities. Despite the fact that it was a hot summer, Ding Xuerun boiled some hot water, mixed it with cold water in a wooden bucket, and left Lou Cheng outside to wash with a scoop on the ground.
The situation is too difficult for Lou Cheng to take a bath in.
“I won’t wash until you finish,” Ding Xuerun said.
“…or let’s wash together? We can save water by doing so.”
Ding Xuerun did not agree.
After Lou Cheng finished washing, he wiped the water with the towel he had brought and he had no intention of putting on clothes, so he walked in directly.
Ding Xuerun looked away from him, stood up, and said, “You go to bed first, and I’m going to take a bath.”
He worked during the day and Lou Cheng just rubbed his sweat on him again. It won’t go away unless he washes it.
Lou Cheng was resting at the window, staring at him as he undressed. Ding Xuerun turned away from him, the moonlight was dim, but the white body and the slender and tight lines stood out in the darkness.
He secretly watched Ding Xuerun bending over and pouring water on his body. He took out the items that Ding Xuerun had grabbed on the spot that afternoon, not knowing what he was thinking.
He just wanted to try if it could fit.
As a result, Ding Xuerun completed his washing. When he walked in, Lou Cheng quickly took it off and blew a balloon in front of Ding Xuerun. He looked at him and smiled innocently.
The balloon quickly deflated.
Ding Xuerun said helplessly: “Stop playing.”
Lou Cheng hurriedly tossed the deflated condom into the trash can, scratching his head: “Runrun, I just tried… it doesn’t mean that.”
“I know. Do you still get bitten by mosquitos?” Ding Xuerun is dressed in pajamas with short sleeves and shorts that expose his white, thin arms and long legs. Lou Cheng thought he looked too thin in these clothes. He only looked at his legs, and his lines were symmetrical, implying that he didn’t have the well-developed muscles of his own body from a lot of exercises.
“It’s a hard bite.”
“I’ll put some cooling cream on you again.”
“Why is it that you don’t get bitten by a mosquito? They all come to me.”
Ding Xuerun sat on the bed and applied mosquito repellent and cooling cream to on Lou Cheng. “Because your body is hotter, and mosquitos prefer it that way.” Lou Cheng felt his hand rubbing against his skin. It was clearly a cooling cream, and there was a cooling sensation, but he was hot as if sparks had burned his skin.
His palms were sweaty and his Runrun hands were so slippery and comfortable to hold.
Lou Cheng tried hard to restrain himself, but couldn’t hide it.”Should I go out or should you go out?” Ding Xuerun asked.
“Don’t go out.” Lou Cheng took him into his arms.
He was giving Ding Xuerun four meals a day at the time and selecting a large supplement was also thought to be ineffective.
Lou Cheng hugged him, and he could tell his body was stronger and healthier than it had been.
He hugged him for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his arm to pull the lamp string down, and the room went dark for an instant. The moonlight streaming in through the crack in the door.
Lou Cheng, who was nervous, leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose, whispering: “Runrun, I want…Do you want to?”
His eyes also appeared bright in the dark.
Ding Xuerun, a person who has always been determined, is also a little unresolute at the moment because he likes Lou Cheng, far beyond his imagination.
Lou Cheng probably got the answer from his non-response and began to kiss his lips.
The loose wooden bed is covered with a thin mattress that isn’t as comfortable or soft as at home, but it gives Lou Cheng a different vibe. He was worried Ding Xuerun would injure his back. He drew the pillow cushion against his back and kissed him gently. He liked the red moles on Ding Xuerun’s neck and Lou Cheng kissed him for a long time.
A mosquito buzzed around the two of them.
Lou Cheng didn’t care and continued to kiss, burying his head in his neck.
Ding Xuerun was also in a daze. His eyesight was not very good. After taking off his glasses, he couldn’t see clearly in the dark, and his mind also became unclear. It seems to be disturbed by something and blinded by emotions. Just as Lou Cheng was about to take the next step, the mosquito disturbed his ears very annoyingly. He couldn’t help but slapped himself.
He yelled, “Go away, don’t disturb me.”
The atmosphere fell silent.
Ding Xuerun sobered up a lot, he tried to calm down and turned his head: “Lou Cheng, turn on the light.”
“…You want to get up and hit the mosquitoes?”
“No, you turn on the light first.” Ding Xuerun breathed unsteadily, could feel his heart pounding wildly, and realized what they were doing.
Ding Xuerun pushed Lou Cheng away and sat up, got out of bed, and found slippers as soon as Lou Cheng turned on the light.
Lou Cheng was still sitting on the bed, a little dazed: “Runrun, what are you doing?”
“I’ll make a set of papers.” Calm down.
“…You aren’t kissing me anymore?” Lou Cheng was even more at a loss. Wasn’t it quite hot just now?
“You’ll go too far if I kiss you any more than this.” Ding Xuerun is going to get a cigarette.
“Come back!” Lou Cheng called him subconsciously.
Ding Xuerun looked back at Lou Cheng, who was irritably reaching out to fan the mosquitoes, and saw that he was holding the quilt and covering his legs: “Bring me a set of papers too!”
