Lovely Allergen

Hello [Joey, Hello. When I received a letter, I was busy applying for a university, so the interval of reply is a bit long, apologized. Yesterday my parents received a call from your father, saying that you have a disease for some time. I don't know if it is not serious, I hope that you have already healed when you receive this letter.

I will wait until all the dust will be settled. I will see you in the past. In fact, I am very intended to have your physical problems, so you can try to write a notebook manual with you, send me, let me be familiar with it in advance, avoid the mistakes that may be punished.

I hope to be perfect with your first meeting. ]

Because this letter is, I am sure that the person in the envelope is a perfectionist.

First of all, his writing is very beautiful. From the beginning of childhood to the initial style of the juvenile period, then go to today's mature writing, every stage, and I know how often I really imitate, so he wrote Chinese writing and Song It's very similar, but it is not exactly the same.

Second, Song's paper always does not have a crust, and there is no extra odor, and it is not dyed. His signature of each of his money is almost no different, like the traces printed by the machine. If the letter also has quality control, Song Xin's letter must be good.

Finally, that is, he hopes to receive a request for a gathering, and it is more highlighting that he is unwilling to make mistakes.

Thinking of this, I was so excited that I was so excited to open the desk before sitting on the desk, quickly wrote about my information on other waste paper: his allergy, he eaten medicine, he hated Thunder ... but write to the end, I suddenly produced a timidity.

Song Yan did not want to make mistakes.

Then, do you want to have a mistake to be avoided by him?

This hypothesis makes the priests of the young age.

He didn't know how he would like the brothers who only exist behind the paper pen, which sounds a little strange, like the novels of the last century. But he thinks, many people in this era, they will fall in love with a virtual role, fall in love with a certain image that is carefully set up in social networks, compared with the words, he is even so pitiful, after all, Song Yu is true A person, as long as he thinks, he can break the regulation.

What's more, he is willing to listen, he is willing to give him a sustainable concern in the growth period, no matter how weird thought he is writing, Song Yu can understand, give him a new inspiration and revelation.

He is the most distant person in the world, and he is also the most intimate existence with him.

How can he like Song?

Once you know your mind, I will start worry when I know, although he has relatively confident to himself, but he also knows that he is not perfect. There is no mistake in gay, but the probability is small, and it is probably almost zero on him and Song.

His fantasy produced by Song Yu has lived over the world. At night, he will listen to the wind outside the window to imagine Song Yu's look. Every Chinese he has seen should be better than the Song Yan.

When I read the letter, I often fantasize Song Yan to talk to myself. What a wonderful tone language is in Chinese, four tone combinations make talks like singing as singing. Song Wei must also have a sound that can make these wonderful tones. Therefore, I am very hard to learn tone, but this is really difficult. In addition to my father, he almost couldn't find a practitioner who can say standard Chinese, so he always makes it wrong, even written in the letter, if He couldn't divide his voice and Yangping, he would read Song Yu to Song fish. Then Song Yu's image will be a cute little fish.

And Song Yu returned to say, "I believe you can distinguish, you are a very smart student. But do a small fish is also good."

Seeing such a reply, I was happy and sad, and he faintly felt that Song Yan is inherent, but he is not sure if the roots of this controversy are like, or even a friend. Encouragement of a younger brother.

The more I want it.

When you are sick, this confused and anxiety when I know will aggravate. He has written a lot of letters in a groggy. Cause the letter to the last day.

I didn't expect to get a wrong.

This disrupted all the plans originally settled in the best - keep enough mystery before meeting, let him look forward to meeting, keep health and vitality, try to resist the sameness, if not, That's hard, try to pursue ...

So, when he deliberately leaving London in advance when he would like to come, he would not pick up the plane, because the airport is not a romantic place, and does not choose to stand directly at the door when he comes.

These programs for a long time have been shattered because of a messy letter.

Sea breeze blows his extraories to the cheek and sticks on his nose. If you know, you can use your fingers to open your fingers, press your own panic, but he still can't hold back, and quickly blinks in the sea breeze.

The tide has come again, and this time has never been one-third of his calf.

Seeing that he does not answer once a time, Song Yu has opened: "Is me too straight?"

He guess the music that will deny it, then explain what it is.

But things are always unexpected.

When I was annoyed, even some discouraged expressions were tightened, and they also looked up the lips. After a few seconds, I looked up to Song Yu, blamed him with a negative tone: "Yes, because you."

"I carefully avoid those mistakes, I have not used it, or I am discovered by you."

I don't know why, Song Yu is in a moment, I feel that their dialogue is very familiar, as if I have heard it, there is an illusion that is like the world. He even gave a pleasing that he would cry out.

I hope not.

But this time I didn't cry.

"You ruined my plan." He complained that the tone made Song Yu feel familiar, because when reading his letter, Song Hao has imagined countless videos, the reality is more beautiful than imagined.

I looked at a foot, kicked in the water, like to solve my frustrated mood, the watercolor splashed on the pants of Song. Then he looked up his face, using the double clear amber pupil to see Song Hao, "I like you, and I want to pursue you."

It seems that he is too light, and I am known as an adult, "Song Wei, I am very serious." In order to become more serious, he even sorted more accurate native words, "You know I am not a perfect guy, so I want to use a perfect plan to let you like me, at least the probability of success will be high. "

He said that the speed of English is much faster. It is more like dropping. Directly, many small expressions are some exaggeration. What is this freak? But you should think so, I will like the one you're in the letter, not attracted by other appearances, which means that I don't focus on the appearance as other people like you. "

Song Yan seems to feel that he said, there is a little fun, make a laughter.

Therefore, I'm offending, "Is it very laugh?"

Song Yu shook his head very casually, and said to him in English. "No. I just think you are very cute."

I heard this sentence, I know that my ears were red again. His heart jumped soon, as I jumped like each of the Song Hao, he repeatedly chewed the meaning, finding a little bit of Song, a feeling of concealed evidence, but Song Yu's brush strike is so fair Those fascinating words, almost impossible to say, in many nights like hot rain, will be lightened, from the outside, there is no moisture, surging the vitality.

At this moment, because Song Yu is praised, this hot rain is under powder, it can't resist it, almost lying down in the rain.

"I am ... I am cute?" His language switching system turned to be mixed in English, even in Chinese, there was a very strange accent when he said in Chinese. This is what he can't tolerate himself in Song. Stupid.

The smile of Song Yizhen is more obvious. He is very gentleman to switting into Chinese, "Yes, you are very cute. And noble, don't like my appearance, very beautiful."

"The appearance is also liked." I couldn't help but correct it, and gave a reminder. "I just saw you. But I like the appearance, it is not a shallow and unsolving, you can't blame a love. heart of."

"When I know the classmates, your translation cavity is too obvious." Song Yu showed like a strict Chinese, "I have already told you, don't learn Chinese through the English translations."

But I am very determined when I know, I have not been transferred by his injection, "I can understand it. Song Wei, do you understand? I like you very much."

The afternoon sunshine puts half transparent on his face, it looks soft. Just finished, he lifted two hands again, and his hand rushed to Song. "You don't have to reject it, even if you don't have the interest in me now, I can chase you."

Suddenly, Song Yu put his hands wide and dry palms. His eyes also fell into the eyes of the music, the handsome and unparalleled face calm.

"How to chase?" He first tried it first, then continued, "I heard that the British people think that others are in their own private space, so you are pursuing my way to let me sleep in your bed? Still let me see you The upper body is cool, or take me to see the Rainbow Tour of the LGBT group. What is the revelation? "

"Le know." His magnetic voice called his name, with a very unfortunate tone assert, as if to declare a certain judgment, "This is not called, this is called."

When I was so knowing, he had a mistake to think that he had to have a disease, otherwise he won't breathe difficult, sweat and palpitations.

He said that NO is known, and you want to deny it. But Song Yu bends his fingers before he extracted, and the fingers were embedded in the fingers, like a gear of the bite.

"You still don't admit it? The fish has already bite the hook."

"What?" When I was so confused, I frowned, and then I couldn't say it in English. It was very afraid of misunderstanding, and I asked him, "You don't use metaphor."

Song Yu will sway the hand that is deducted with him. It is very complete to respond to everyone before he knows. "You don't need to chase me, because I don't plan to refuse you, I have that interest to you. "

He picked his eyebrows. "I like you, understand?"

When I know, I feel that I have to die in this flashy sea.

He later, he felt that Song Yu's thumb belly in strokes and licking his hand back skin, and suddenly some of the conditions were reflected. A sensitive nerve in the body is smashed by Song, and his face is red, and his hands and feet have soft.

"That's now ... we ..." He is a bit for a little hand, it seems that people who have just frankly love is not their own.

"If there is another person coming over." Song Yan hooked his mouth, "You can tell her, we are a pair."

Everything is like a dream in summer night. I got him smoothly in the first day of the admiration of admirable objects, and he felt that he felt the luckiest people in the world. But because he didn't plan to do something after it was chased, it was more awkward than everything behind him.

He took the Song Dynasty on the coastline. Seeing the same-sex lovers lying on the beach, he would be nervous to the same feet, and did not dare to see Song Yu. It is like completing the tour guide mission. Look at the White Cliff, then escape, ride your own bicycle.

Song Yan did not smile, very calmly followed by music, and they watched the white cliff and powder brush into a mint art gallery, as well as a building of rainbow colors. Straight of the streets in this artistic seafront town, riding a bike in the evening.

They did not tell their parents in tacit, because this is too fragile, like a newborn baby, need to care.

"Joey, your face is good red." Olivia took a large bowl of Caesar salad, "You should put on your hat out."

Le knows that the time is recognized, then he smells the smell into the kitchen. "Is this doing it?"

Lin Rong smiled and said yes, "This is a pearlballan, you should like it. Come, taste one." She gave a fork with a fork, and he swallowed it, and found it very hot. I can't spit it out, I stand in the original place to spit out the hot gas.

It looks stupid. Song Yu walked over, poured a glass of ice water, handed it on the hands of the best, and then he was on the floor, changed the clothes.

Just a dinner time, I am so fascinated with the meals made by Lin Rong. Even the embarrassment of Olivia, "Simply send you to my uncle."

Le Yu smiled and went a white wine. "This idea is good, the old Song will teach children than I will."

"You are less compliment." Song Jin also drank some wine, face red, "opened this joke, did not ask the child to be willing to be willing."

"I am willing." I nodded very seriously, "Is it really ok?"

"Hahahahaha is the most serious!"

"I see you is really ticking."

The adults have jokes, and they are ignorant, but they sneak their ears, then they are ticking his bait.

That night, I couldn't sleep, he missed the Song Wei, who was separated from a wall, although he had faced more than ten hours, but he felt that he had already liked him many years, many times.

It was thought that it was too short, and the excited neurotyles of his body were in trouble, time a long period of time, but ten days passed, thirty days, this feeling is still profound.

Song Yu enrolled in the summer and learned his favorite geology. Therefore, I want to take advantage of his hard time, in these days, they go to Shakespeare's former land, go to the water Burton to feed the Black Swan, go to Cornwall "Eden", and touch the castle Brick stone, touching and stringing each other on masonry.

They hit hands, they will be nervous when they are so tense, just like the body releases the mucus figure and Song's hand. They hug, Song Yizhen's good taste wrapped around his thoughts, he would unconsciously use his forehead to smash the Song's side neck skin, and hold her own mood you want to kiss. And the palm of Song Hao will slowly press and Moke his scapula, and his waist is extremely difficult.

Sunny weather is wearing swimming trunks running on the beach, while the shirt hooded in transparent raincoat, in the filled fog, look at the freshman lamb.

In the middle of the summer, the parents are sleeping, and the parents are in sleep, and they know the pallets sitting in bed, open their own boxes, looked at the previous Song Xin's letters, and he once wrote a lot of love for the Song Dynasty.

The door of the room was suddenly knocked, and he was carefully asked when he was.

"I." Song Wei stands at the door, "Can you go in?"

When I heard his voice, I said that of course. So I entered the door, I saw him panicked a big box, and finally did not hide it from the abandonment.

Song Yu came over, "What is this?" He is close to some, "I've been more careful," My Letter? "

"Well." I nodded.

Song Wei stands to his bed, looks down like him like a gentleman of S. "Why do you look at these now?"

"I miss you." I am very honest when I know, I laugh, "then you will come over."

Song He is pinched his chin, but there is no further action. Le knowing nostalgia nostalgia, it is a chain reaction, but the crisp is passed from the chin to the forefinger and foot tip.

"Why are you coming over?" I grabbed his left hand and asked him.

The eyes of Song Wei expected the night outside the balcony, and returned to him the eyes, "Do you want to see the stars?"

His invitation is very unusual, but I feel extraordinary when I know, so he is pleased to agree, and the shirt will be light and foot. Two people lying on the lawn of the backyard, the sharp grass leaves, the cheeks and necks, just like Song Touch.

The star of the countryside night is very bright, and Song He pointed to the slight red, "this is Mars."

"Very figure." When I know, I gave the Chinese name to the Chinese name, and then said, "I want to know your constellation, Scorpio."

Song Yu smiled, "It is more difficult to use the naked eye."

"That's calculation. Anyway, I checked it, you really like Scorpio." Le knows continued to talk about the various characteristics of Scorpio, mysterious, energetic, accounting for strength.

"There is also a sexy." He side his face and looked at Song Yu lying around.

Song Yu also looked at him and quietly looked at him. "It's so strange."

"What is strange?"

He reached a hand cheeks when you know, "I always feel very familiar with you, like experiencing."

There is also the same feeling when I know, so he has a little big.

"Perhaps it is a parallel universe." I tried to give him an explanation when I know. "Do you believe in multiple universe theory? Maybe we also know it in another universe. Maybe it is also my confession to you, saying you are like Scorpio ... "

He stared at the night sky, and some regrets were more profound. "Maybe in that universe, I grew up from Xiao and you. We eat together every day, go to school together, go to school, see the first and sleep before going to bed. The last person is each other. "

Song Yu also laughed.

That is too happy.

He can have a childhood when he knows, and his fresh intellectual puberty, and his future.

When I know, I was close to Song Yu, and I was in his shoulder. "We hope that the universe is also happy."

"It must be." Song Yu said.

Hydrangea has a very light aroma, so that there is a kind of illiterate, and there is a kind of dizziness. Southern Song Song suddenly turned around, his face covered in half of the stars in front of him, and the heavy abyss is like a soft abyss.

"You said ... I am in the universe, and now I now, who kisses you first?"

Le knowing the fingers grabbed the grass leaves and went a pair of eyes. He can feel that he is nervously almost out of the fragrance, the breathing is not smooth, and even forgets to breathe.

His fingers pinch the lips when I know, the thumb refers to his soft lips, and inquire with the touched tone.

"Do you want me to win?"

When I know, I said it with the breath and then closed my eyes.

He jumped out of his chest, like a size of a cherry, from the chest to the throat to the tip of the tongue, fed into the mouth of Song Yu, was crushed, grinded, and swallowed by his light tip. So he belongs to this person completely.

In the boundless darkness, the grass leaves are under roughly, and they will rise, such as the hope and desire of death, reciprocation.

"I like you, I like you." When I saw all the gaps, I saw it in Song, and he was confident that he was all the same. And Song Yizhen released the strongest possession for him, and the bones and flesh must be closely dependent.

Cooling at night, they sit from the lying posture to the back of the dark backyard, holding each other's hands.

"You are just here." Song Yu was very accurately pointed out that a thick ball shrub is "very beautiful."

"This is the flower that I raised. Of course, there is a snowy mountain rose." Le knows too proud, he said, leaving the Song Dynasty, because I want to take him to see the flower of the front yard, it is him The proud of it.

"I said you." Song Hao is very frank, he will never forget the back of the day.

"It's better than I think it is much better."

When I know, I was very nervous because of his words, "Ok ..." They passed through the house, so I was solely lowered, "indicating that your imagination is not rich enough."

"It's already very rich." Song Yu took his finger and walked to the front yard.

When I heard, I stood in front of the rose, and my face saw him. "What did you think?"

Song Yu is slightly eyebrows. "Do you want to know during the day or in the evening?"

"I ..." He quickly understood the hint of Song.

"Your Chinese has progress."

"you……"

Song Yan stared at the snow white rose again. "I listened to his uncle. give me."

"But I am a boys." I emphasized when I know.

"Don't hinder, anyway, you are already mine from the embryo period." Song Yu smiled and asked, "Is these flowers to give yourself a wedding flower?"

"Song Wei!" Lezhi was a bit anxious when he was.

The tuning patient is not tightly reaching out, picking a lot of roses, fold, remove the spike above.

Finally, don't know the ear of the best.

Under the moonlight, the love of lovers is quiet and beautiful than the full snow mountain rose. Song Yan couldn't help but kiss his soft cheeks, like treasure, to resist his smooth forehead, and the sound is gentle.

"I love you, I know."

"I love you in any universe."