Baby’s Breath

Originally, the sentence "Which Senior Sister" was going to be questioned from his mouth-but he didn't expect him to suddenly say such a sentence. +++Popular Tanmei novel: www.readwn.com Cheng Yu was completely stunned, his brain crashed directly.

The light was not turned on in the room, and the fragmented light of the courtyard penetrated through the window.

The light flickering between Cheng Yu's wrists was like a signal. His heart was beating lightly and fast, and it seemed that he was strangling his throat with a hand. He couldn't breathe, and he didn't dare to move when he buried his head.

This kind of neutral (sexual xing) perfume smell that you occasionally smell on the road, but at this time, is like a stimulant, making Cheng Yu throbbing uncontrollably, using a soft voice that can only be heard by listening carefully. "With a cry.

Why does he ask that? Did he drink too much?

But how could it be possible to drink two cups like this.

After hesitating, he whispered against his face and asked, "Do you think I would like...so this one was chosen specially?"

If you really like this smell, it's not. How much can Lin Shimao's perfume make him like it? But at this time, the smell tempted him like a poppy, and Cheng Yu's head was buried lower and lower, the tip of his nose was next to the hair on his temple, and he took a deep breath.

Xue Youka seemed to feel something. Cheng Yu's breath fell on his face and ears. This was an extremely unfamiliar feeling, which was confused with the slight confusion brought by alcohol.

So that he finally felt embarrassed and explained indiscriminately: "I didn't choose the perfume, but the perfume chosen by the senior sister. I don't understand perfume. She said you would like it. I smell it good. I don't know if you will. I like it, so...it can’t be said to be deliberate, that is, by coincidence...you like it very much, and I like it too."

"Oh, by coincidence." Cheng Yu couldn't help but cocked the corners of his mouth, cocked high, "Are you still wearing new clothes?"

He lowered his head and touched his forehead lightly with his forehead, and his dark (colored) eyes looked straight into his clear eyes: "I haven't seen you through this body before. I wore it specially. Huh?"

As soon as Xue Youka came into contact with his gaze, she let out an "ah", her face was hot, and she stepped back while avoiding this seemingly more and more intimate development, but she accidentally pressed her palm directly on the cake that had blown out the candle on.

The oily touch of (Milk Nai) in one hand made him suddenly wake up, realizing that the atmosphere is surprisingly bad, and it is a sign that something uncontrollable is about to happen.

After looking at each other for a few seconds.

"Cheng Yu... the cake seems to have been ruined by me." He suddenly staggered his gaze and backed away, "I'm going to wash my hands."

He fled away as if hiding, Cheng Yu stood there, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and his mouth seemed to be swearing indecently.

For a moment just now, as if being bewitched, he almost kissed a boy.

Cheng Yu turned on the light, and under the light, the charming atmosphere disappeared a bit, and the cake on the table was in a mess, ruining most of it.

Xue Youka couldn't help licking the (Milk Nai) oil on his fingers before washing his hands. The sweet sugar smell made him slowly withdraw from the hypoxic state, but his heart was still active. Looking in the mirror, I found that my eyes were burning with light, and the ends of my eyes were red.

I stood in front of the sink for about ten minutes. After washing my hands (dry gan), I rubbed my face with cold water with my palms scented with (Milk Nai) oil, and calmed down.

I haven't found out in the past ten years that I have a tendency to like boys.

Xue Youka, who had never been in love before, was immersed in studying when he was in school, and never paid attention to girls, could not recognize what kind of situation he was in. Did he like Cheng Yu too? Maybe he likes some, but he has never been in a sexual relationship.

The same goes for Cheng Yu.

According to his online survey, **** (sexual xing) are always born. Almost everyone knew their own (sexual xing) orientation at the age of knowing the personnel. How could they be like themselves after experiencing a boyfriend changing from a girlfriend to a boy. In the end, they not only accepted the facts and forgave him, but even came up with the idea of ​​being intimacy with him.

This is abnormal, beyond all his cognition in biology, psychology, and various theories.

Xue Youka sorted out his emotions and went out. Cheng Yu was not in the house. There was a small piece of cake on the table that was not destroyed by his hands, and the words Happy Eighteenth Birthday, only half a word of joy was left.

Picking up the plate, Xue Youka found him in the courtyard. Cheng Yu sat smoking under the tree, slightly arched, with a cigarette between his fingers, his posture was a little bit depressed, as if deep troubles were surrounding him.

"...Do you want to eat," Xue Youka looked at for a while, and called him when he cast his gaze, "We are half of us."

Cheng Yu rarely eats (Milk Nai) oil cake, Xue Youka divided half of them with a spoon, and the two sat next to each other among the fallen leaves in the courtyard, sharing that they had finished eating the cake, and finally Cheng Yu stood up and said Give him the gift box without sending it.

"This? Didn't you buy me a cake."

"A cake is a cake, and a gift is a gift."

Cheng Yu originally wanted to add that you have received your senior sister’s Hermes perfume, and you will have to grind how you receive my gift.

But his instinct made him dare not say it, and didn't want to annoy the children who had passed the rite of passage.

I can only say: "If you want to, I will lose it."

Xue Youka made up his mind that if it is a very valuable thing, he can't be asked for it, and he can't make a fuss like the case of the jacket last time.

Unpacking the exquisitely packaged carton, there are layers of packaging inside, and the bottom of the headset is the headset, which is an unknown brand. The whole shell is black (color), but it reflects a star-studded (color) luster. The appearance is very technological. With Master Cheng's taste, this will definitely not be a bargain.

"I picked it for a long time, the meteorite model, a limited edition, it's hard to buy, you don't know how serious your earphone leaks." Cheng Yu said.

Xue Youka put the earphones back.

"Put it back (gan gan) what, you put it on and try it."

Xue Youka saw the headset flashing in blue light, it was turned on, and he realized what was inside the headset.

"Put it on."

After hesitating, Xue Youka put on the headphones.

You can listen, but you can't, he thought.

Cheng Yu tapped on the phone screen, and the earphones were quiet for a few seconds, and then there was a gentle guitar sound, string sound, and keyboard sound—a perfect prelude, a little familiar.

"Yourstarwillshineagain..."

It was Cheng Yu's voice.

Xue Youka looked at him.

Cheng Yu nodded his ear and motioned him to listen carefully.

When the first line of lyrics came out of the earphones, Xue Youka heard it-this was the one that Cheng Yulianmai sang to him last New Year's Eve.

Only this time is a more complete studio version, which is different from the piano version.

The voice in this song is so gentle that it doesn't look like turbo.

Xue Youka calmed down when his thoughts were empty in the music. Every sentence of the lyrics seemed to be beating his heart. He looked at Cheng Yu, and the broken light reflected by the string of lights on the tree fell, and stars were scattered all over his body and in his eyes. The turbo, who has always been pulling and loving a stinky face, looked intently, waiting expectantly for his response.

After listening to the song for more than two minutes, Xue Youka slowly took off the earphones, filled with unspeakable gentleness and heartbeat, but also exceptionally calm.

Cheng Yu said: "It's not the headphones I want to send. It's this song I sang to you last time. Didn't you ask me if I could send you a recording version?"

At that time, Cheng Yu replied that it was no good.

In fact, it was not recorded.

He recorded each instrument into the program, adjusted the arrangement, and recorded on his own. It also took a lot of time in bits and pieces.

"Thank you...I like this song very much, really, very nice, very nice,"

Xue Youka remembers that Cheng Yu hadn't (sleeping in Shui) to write it all night, and sang it to herself the next day. Could it be that it was written specifically for herself?

He speculated like this, and felt that there was a great possibility (sexual xing), but Cheng Yu had never admitted in person...

"This song," he pondered looking at Cheng Yu, and asked in a different way, "Why not put it on your album, it sounds so good, I mean, your fans will definitely like it very much."

The song "yourstarwillshine" has a gentle and gentle style, which is different from Scorpio's previous songs. It is also sung by turbo who never sings in front of the crowd. If you let the band's fans know that the male **** turbo is so good. Voice and singing skills, as well as such a gentle side, I am afraid that all fans will go crazy.

Lin Shimao's lead singer's position may be lost.

Cheng Yu replied as it should be: "No, why should I tell others what I wrote to you?"

"Even Lin Shimao has never heard of it."

"...Only you have heard of it," he said.

Cheng Yu guessed that Xue Youka would be very moved, but he didn't expect that he would look at himself without blinking, with an indescribable feeling in his eyes. After watching it for a while, I saw that Cheng Yu didn’t even dare to respond to his gaze frankly. I heard him say thank you: "Cheng Yu, I don’t know how to say it, just... this is the first time someone has written a song for me. It is the best gift I have ever received. I love it very much. I must copy the lyrics a hundred times when I go back."

Although I heard that Cheng Yu once wrote many, many songs for his first love, it can even be said that most of the songs of Scorpio, as long as Cheng Yu wrote them, were inspired by the same person.

But those songs have all been published, and anyone on the Internet can download and collect them to listen to. But the song that I gave to myself belongs to him alone.

Is unique.

are different.

The dazzling talent concealed all the shortcomings of Cheng Yu, and it was difficult for Xue Youka to be angry with him for his occasional poisonous tongue.

"I accepted the song...Thank you brother." He felt that he would be happy to call Cheng Yu like that.

Cheng Yu really smiled, then put her smile away again: "Where are the headphones?"

"No more headphones."

"...Oh, that's all right." Cheng Yu (gan Gan) answered baffledly.

After all, without questioning, he asked him why he accepted the Hermes perfume of the school sister and refused to accept his earphones. He has picked the one for so long, just thinking that Xue Youka can listen when he is studying, he can also listen when he is relaxing, (sleeping Shui) before he sleeps... it has many uses.

But they don't appreciate it.

Xue Youka glanced at the phone: "The dormitory door is coming soon."

"Then you stay."

Cheng Yu nearly finished speaking, adding: "I will see you off in class tomorrow."

"You... don't have a guest room? I'll go back to school, I'll take a taxi and go back." Xue Youka felt that she needed a little space to figure out clearly. If she can't stay with Cheng Yu like this, it will affect his reason and Judging.

"I don't have a guest room, so you can't (sleep in Shui) my bed?" Cheng Yu was unhappy, "I won't do anything to you.

Don’t say that the two of them haven’t understood it yet, they just understand, it’s also Plato, (sleeping in Shui) what’s wrong with a bed, I can’t do anything to him—the moment I suddenly wanted to kiss him was just for a while. It's nothing more than a ghost.

"But I want to go back and change my resume."

Cheng Yu glanced at the time, so he held his chin in his spare time and said, "But you only have 20 minutes to go back, and the dormitory will close halfway, right?"

Sure enough, after watching the time.

I can't go back.

Xue Youka couldn't help being dumb, and then said: "If you sing the live version of "yourstarwillshine" to me, I will consider whether to keep it."

"Are you talking about terms with me?"

"Yes."

"I beg you to stay."

Xue Youka put on her schoolbag: "I'll go to the Guanguan." He has a good relationship with Guanguan, so he won't stop opening the door for him.

Before he walked to the door, a voice came from behind: "Wait—"

"I'll get the guitar." Cheng Yu got up and went back to the piano room while cursing, "Superstar private concert, don't want your money, Xue Mimi, you made a lot of money."