Paper Plane

Thinking of the future, Tang Junhe felt a little uneasy.

In the past, he never thought deeply about the future. For him, the future is to leave Runcheng, leave Tang Xiaonian's airtight care, leave this deformed home and hypocritical Yang Chengchuan. But now it's different, he wants to be with Yang Xuan, Yang Xuan finally admitted that he is his younger brother, if they separate again, according to Yang Xuan's temperament, they probably won't contact each other anymore.

However, it was impossible for him to go abroad with Yang Xuan, not to mention whether Tang Xiaonian would agree, and it was absolutely impossible for him to accept funding like Yang Chengchuan himself. Will Yang Xuan who has gone abroad be with others? Would they kiss each other and hug and do things like that morning?

Thinking of this, Tang Junhe panicked from the bottom of his heart. Yang Xuan is his elder brother, he can't accept him being with others, and he can't imagine that he will have an intimate relationship with anyone else.

Tang Junhe's thoughts fluttered, and he was absent-mindedly doing the math problem in his hand. Finally, Tang Xiaonian and Yang Chengchuan went back to their room to sleep. He grabbed the Chinese review materials and went to Yang Xuan's room.

Yang Xuan wasn't reading tonight, he opened the door for Tang Junhe, then walked back and sat at the desk with a gel pen in his hand, ticking off the thick exercise book on the desk from time to time. Pen.

Tang Junhe walked over, stood by the desk, and looked at the completely unfamiliar exercise book. It was not the newspaper or test paper they usually made in class, and even the question types were completely different. "Brother, what problem are you doing?" Tang Junhe asked curiously.

Yang Xuan didn't seem to intend to hide it, and answered briefly: "TOEFL."

This word sounds strange and familiar. Before he transferred to Runcheng No. 1 Middle School, Tang Junhe had never heard of it, but since he was at the same table with Yin Cong, this word began to drill into his ears frequently. "Will you go abroad?" He looked at Yang Xuan and asked.

Yang Xuan didn't raise his head: "Yes."

His tone sounded light and his goal was clear. For a moment, Tang Junhe was a little dazed.

After a while, Yang Xuan saw Tang Junhe standing by the side without making a sound, looked up at him, and met his fixed gaze staring at him, he smiled: "What's the matter?"

Tang Junhe lowered his eyes, shook his head, turned around, walked to Yang Xuan's bed and sat down. Seeing that he didn't speak, Yang Xuan didn't ask any more questions. He lowered his head and continued to work on the question in his hand. After finishing a set of questions, he simply answered the answer correctly, then got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he returned to the room, he opened the door and saw Tang Junhe was still sitting by the bed, looking down at the review materials in his hand, his whole body was full of listlessness.

Yang Xuan walked over, stretched out his hand and stroked his hair casually twice: "Why, don't you want me to go?"

Tang Junhe said in a low mood: "If you can't bear it, won't you leave?"

"No," Yang Xuan said, sitting next to Tang Junhe, and added, "But you can come with me."

Tang Junhe turned to look at him.

"How about it?" Yang Xuan's voice sounded bewitching, "Think about it?"

Tang Junhe heard a hint of teasing from his tone, this kind of teasing made his enthusiasm and entanglement nowhere to go, and made him a little irritable. He was eager to find a breakthrough in his emotions, and he followed his instinct and asked, "Brother, didn't you ask why I kissed you that morning?" She turned her face and said, "Because I like you, brother, I meant it last time when I said I like you like Ying Hui."

He anxiously waited for Yang Xuan to stand up, and coldly scolded him for being crazy, maybe that would make him feel better than the careless teasing now.

But Yang Xuan didn't overreact at all, he just said calmly, "I'm your brother."

"So what?" Tang Junhe said softly. He didn't get the expected reaction, and the restlessness in his heart didn't ease in the slightest. Does Yang Xuan know that he likes him? Did he mean it?

Tang Junhe suddenly squatted down from the bed, squatted in front of Yang Xuan, and reached out to touch the side of his shorts.

Realizing what he wanted to do, Yang Xuan's forehead twitched, and he held his thin wrist, pretending to be calm and said, "What are you doing?"

Tang Junhe raised his sharp chin to look at him, with some temptation in his expression: "Brother, let me help you, just like you helped me last time..."

"Last time I was teaching you, not helping you." Yang Xuan pinched his wrist to correct him.

"Then I have learned it now, and I will help you." Tang Junhe's eyes were a little stubborn, and the pinched hand was still trying to drill in.

"I've said it before, I'm your brother," Yang Xuan exerted force on his hand, pulling his wrist upwards, "Get up."

"But I want to help you..." Tang Junhe, who was pulled up, stood up unwillingly, looked down at Yang Xuan who was sitting on the bed, and said.

Yang Xuan frowned slightly: "You don't need to help me with this."

"But when others help me, it feels different..." Tang Junhe sat back on the bed, looked at him cautiously sideways, tried to persuade him, and muttered softly, "Brother, when you help me, it's better than I feel much more comfortable doing it myself, do you want to give it a try..."

Yang Xuan's frown was still untied, and he glanced at him coldly: "Have you always been like this?"

Tang Junhe was taken aback by this expression, and realized that he was self-defeating, he explained in a panic: "No, I'm only talking to you..." Before he finished speaking, Yang Xuan coldly issued the order to chase away guests: "Go back to the house and sleep Bar."

After Tang Junhe left, Yang Xuan got up from the bed and walked back and forth in front of the bed twice. He realized that he had just reacted, and it made him feel agitated. Tang Junhe is his half-brother. Although they did not grow up together, they are indeed blood brothers.

Responding to his younger brother? It made him feel ridiculous. If the action that morning was out of teasing, then the reaction just now was completely out of instinct, the most primitive instinct of the body.

He thought of his younger brother's innocent and seductive look when he squatted in front of him just now, where did he learn it? Isn't he Tang Xiaonian's good son and a good student in the third class of science?

After turning off the light, the restless emotions hadn't calmed down in the young man's vigorous body. Yang Xuan leaned against the bed and sat up a little, and hastily solved the demand with his hands. Although he deliberately avoided thinking of Tang Junhe during the process, at the moment of release, that innocent and seductive expression flashed in his mind uncontrollably.

This was the first time he had received such explicit hints about sex. It is true that Yang Xuan, as the small forward and face of the basketball team, has attracted much attention in Runcheng No. 1 Middle School. There are countless girls who secretly love him, so that he is a little numb to other people's kindness. But so far, the most daring overtures he has received are only verbal confessions, and the blunt and seductive behavior just now appeared on Tang Junhe, which made him flustered.

Maybe the absurdity started that morning, when he first seduced his younger brother, even though his purpose wasn't that at the time... Yang Xuan leaned on the bed, thinking with his eyes closed.

The first snow in Runcheng was fierce, and it fell for most of the night. The next morning, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the pine trees on the side of the road were covered in silver. When the wind blew, the snow on the treetops rustled fall to the ground.

Sitting at the dining table, Yang Chengchuan said, the snow on the road is so thick that you can't ride a bike, let Uncle Chen take you to school this morning.

Tang Xiaonian started rummaging through the closet early in the morning, found out the down jacket and scarf, and wrapped Tang Junhe tightly, only revealing two dark eyes.

Walking into the elevator, Tang Junhe followed Yang Xuan, pulled down the scarf on his face, tucked it behind his chin, and watched Yang Xuan hesitate to speak.

Yang Xuan leaned against the elevator wall and pressed the button for the first floor. Tang Junhe leaned towards him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother...are you going to ignore me again?"

Yang Xuan looked at him expressionlessly.

"But, it was you who did that to me first, so I thought you didn't feel disgusted... I didn't even ignore you," Tang Junhe said while observing the expression of Yang Xuan, "so , you can't ignore me..."

This remark made Yang Xuan almost laugh, he didn't expect his younger brother to beat him up with this trick. "Then ignore me." Yang Xuan said.

"You are my brother, I can't ignore you." Tang Junhe said solemnly, seeing that there was no trace of indifference in the past on Yang Xuan's face, he leaned towards Yang Xuan again, "Brother, don't ignore me, okay?" ?”

Yang Xuan looked at his face that was mostly covered by the scarf, and the innocent and seductive expression that appeared on this face last night flashed in his mind, he squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't say to ignore you."