Stringy Wind in the Ear - Chap 63
After meeting again after a long separation, the two of them lingered at the door for a while, and Song Yang’s gaze moved to Li Xun.
He rarely saw Li Xun wearing a shirt, especially a dark black one. This was the first time. Perhaps it was too hot. The two buttons under the pointed collar were open, revealing a slightly protruding sternum. The black leather belt outlined his narrow waist, and the lower body was a pair of trousers of the same color. The muscles in his arms and legs held up the fabric just right, making him look well-proportioned and slender. He wore a casual windbreaker on his wrists.
“Why are you still wearing formal clothes?” Song Yang stared at the metal buckle on his belt.
Before coming, Li Xun dressed up according to the brand recommendations in the men’s magazine and even sprayed some men’s perfume. Seeing Song Yang’s expression, he also lowered his head to look at himself and asked hesitantly: “What’s wrong, don’t you look good?”
“It looks good! Of course it looks good! You look good in anything.”
It looks better without any clothes on.
Song Yang happily invited him in: “When did you come? Have you booked a hotel?”
“Well, I heard from Wu Jianian that you guys live here, so let’s book it here too.” Li Xun pointed upstairs, “It’s on the third floor.”
“That’s great!” Song Yang picked up the instant noodles, smelled it, stirred it a few times, and stuffed it into his mouth in big gulps.
Li Xun sat beside him and looked at him: “Didn’t you say you had no appetite after vomiting on the plane?”
Song Yang swallowed his mouthful of food and smiled with eyes curved: “I got it when I saw you.”
“I still have this miraculous effect? ​​If I’m here, then there won’t be anorexia?”
“It works for me.”
Li Xun smiled and fell back, stretching his arms, opening his knees, and slumped on his bed in a completely ungraceful manner. He then raised his legs and stepped on the edge of the bed, using his heels and waist to twist to the center of the bed until he lay on the pillow.
His hair was completely disheveled, and a corner of his shirt was sticking out of his trousers. The gentlemanly demeanor he had shown when he first entered the door had largely disappeared, revealing the unruly nature of an athlete.
It feels so comfortable.
Li Xun turned sideways, supported his cheek with his palm, bent his knees slightly, and stared at Song Yang’s profile in an extremely charming posture, his index finger deliberately hooked around a decorative knot hanging from his T-shirt.
“You only ate instant noodles for one night?”
Song Yang said “hmm” without even looking at him, and drank a mouthful of hot soup: “I can’t help it, things here are too expensive, I got my Portuguese currency from the leader, I’m afraid it won’t be enough.”
What the two of them were thinking and talking about were completely different things.
Li Xun had no choice but to turn his romantic thoughts back to reality, stood up and said, “What else do you want to eat? I’ll buy it for you.”
“No, no!” Song Yang quickly reached out and pulled him back, “I’m full after eating this.”
Song Yang’s mouth was stuffed with food and soup, and it was bulging. From Li Xun’s perspective, it looked very much like Crayon Shin-chan. He couldn’t help but take out his phone to take a picture.
Song Yang heard the shutter sound and asked with his eyes: “What are you shooting?”
Li Xun pursed his lips, imitating Song Yang’s attitude of refusing to admit it: “I accidentally took a screenshot.”
Song Yang didn’t believe it at all, and stretched out his hand and said, “Let me see.”
Li Xun locked the screen and stopped. His guilty dodge made Song Yang even more confident. He slapped his thigh and shouted, “Why are you slapping me?”
“What do you care about me?” Li Xun turned over, rolled to the corner to check the photo album, with a smile on his face.
Song Yang finished eating, brushed his teeth, and prepared to go to bed, but his temporary roommate had not come back yet. He took out his cell phone and muttered to send a message.
“I don’t know where Old Wu has gone. He hasn’t come back yet at this hour.”
Li Xun said without even looking up: “He’s staying at my place tonight.”
“Huh?” Song Yang was stunned by the surprise and was stunned for two seconds, “Why?”
“I don’t know.” Li Xun omitted the various means of intimidation and inducement he had used, and said lightly, “Maybe he feels that a single room is more comfortable.”
“oh.”
Li Xun came here after taking a shower and changed his clothes with his back to Song Yang.
The two of them went back to their own homes, looked at each other across a small aisle, and chatted about some meaningless family matters.
Seeing that it was getting late, Li Xun turned off the desk lamp and replaced it with a night light: “Go to bed early, I’ll call you tomorrow morning.”
Song Yang answered obediently: “Okay.”
The location of the homestay is very remote, close to the beach and away from the hustle and bustle of the city. It is surprisingly quiet late at night. If you breathe lightly, you can still hear the wind blowing through the treetops. The crisp sound of the wind chimes is filtered out by the thick glass windows and is very hypnotic.
The reed diffuser on the table exudes a very light jasmine scent.
Li Xun felt a little sleepy.
Less than two minutes after he closed his eyes, he heard someone from the other side calling him “Master” very softly.
This situation had happened from time to time in the past. Usually it was when Song Yang wanted to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night or was thirsty, and if he agreed, Song Yang would get out of bed without a care in the world, and when he came back, he would pester him to chat until he fell sleepy.
If it was any other time, Li Xun wouldn’t mind, but there was a competition tomorrow and Song Yang had to get enough sleep, so Li Xun had to pretend he didn’t hear it.
Sure enough, the next second he heard the sound of Song Yang lifting the quilt and getting out of bed. Even though the movement trajectory of his limbs was slowed down five times, Li Xun could still distinguish his movements.
Put on slippers, bend over and go out…
wrong.
No going out.
Li Xun was wondering when a dark shadow came over and completely blocked out the light from the night light.
Li Xun’s first reaction was that Song Yang wanted to lend him the charging cable for his phone, so he chose to continue pretending to sleep. But after waiting for a while, it was still very quiet around him. Song Yang did not make any other movements, and seemed to maintain a posture of hunching over and quietly watching him.
Li Xun had some visual images in his mind, and he felt that if there was a camera recording this scene, it could only be described as weird.
The person pretending to sleep was already guilty, and he felt so scared by being stared at that he almost suffocated.
Just as he was about to open his eyes, he felt the shadow move, and then something quickly pecked him on the forehead.
The next second, a burst of snickering was heard, from the audience who wanted to suppress it but couldn’t, and it took a long time to subside.
Li Xun immediately realized what was going on. Driven by Song Yang’s enthusiastic emotions, he almost laughed out loud, but he held his breath and clenched his teeth.
Not long after, Song Yang boldly kissed him on the cheek, neither too hard nor too soft. Li Xun still breathed softly and did not respond, but his fists in the quilt were already clenched with sweat.
The pleasure after success catalyzed the greedy nature of human beings. Song Yang had no intention of stopping at all. He continued to kiss his eyelids, nose bridge and earlobes, and even made excuses for himself with a clear conscience. He had been taken advantage of by Li Xun at the airport before, and after more than a hundred days, he should collect some interest.
Besides, no one knows about this, and if no one knows it, it means there was no kiss.
All shameless and dirty thoughts.
Almost all parts exposed to the light were pecked.
Except for the lips.
Maybe it’s because I’m not brave enough.
Li Xun thought maliciously: If he had known that Song Yang was so thirsty, he should have stocked up more family planning products on Double Eleven.
Due to the competition the next day, Song Yang fell asleep as soon as he took the advantage, and his dreams were filled with the fragrance of flowers and fields.
He and Li Xun possessed a Siberian tiger and a lion respectively, chasing each other, flirting, and rolling around shamelessly in the endless wilderness.
Not long after, the Siberian tiger became pregnant with the lion’s baby. His belly grew bigger and bigger, and his chest was always swollen.
Li Xun, who had a mane of hair, raised his thick and heavy hairy paws, placed them on Song Yang’s abdomen, and stroked back and forth: “I thought you were just fat, but I didn’t expect you were pregnant with my baby.”
“I didn’t expect that I actually have this ability…”
Wu Jianian received a “shift change” notice, pushed the door open, and saw his temporary roommate lying on the bed with his mouth half open and a silly smile as if he had won the lottery. He couldn’t help but laugh.
He patted Song Yang’s cheek and urged, “Hey, wake up!”
Song Yang was awakened by him, and subconsciously touched his flat abdomen, and asked as soon as he opened his eyes: “Where is the coach?”
“gone.”
“Where did you go?”
As he spoke, he took out his phone to see if there was any news about Li Xun, and then he heard Wu Jianian say, “He’s having breakfast downstairs with the team leader. You should hurry up too.”
“oh.”
Song Yang got up to change clothes and noticed that Li Xun’s mobile phone charging cable and coat were left in the room, and he was secretly delighted.
The B&B provides free breakfast. The long dining table is filled with self-service trays, including golden coin cakes, Portuguese egg tarts, rice rolls, fried cod, pork chop buns, and a semicircular window in the kitchen on the side, which provides crab porridge and wonton noodles. It is unexpectedly rich.
Li Xun sat in the seat closest to the wall, met Song Yang’s eyes, and glanced at the empty seat next to him. Without saying a word, Song Yang obediently moved over, picked up an egg tart, pressed down the tin foil a little, and stuffed it into his mouth.
The egg tarts were crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. His taste buds were ignited by the fresh taste. He showed a surprised look: “It’s really different from KFC.”
Li Xun noticed that the last egg tart on the tray was taken away by Yu Shenwei, so he put his on Song Yang’s plate and said, “Eat it for me, I’m full.”
“Thank you…” Song Yang finished the egg tart in just a few bites, and asked the aunt for a bowl of noodles without meat.
This is the B&B closest to the competition venue, with a reasonable price and the best environment, so in addition to their team, there is also a foreign team. The reason they can be recognized at a glance is that everyone is carrying a bow and arrow box in their hands.
Sitting opposite Song Yang were two Korean men with slightly tanned skin and whose ages could not be determined for the moment. They pointed at the food on the table and chattered for a while. With a “clang”, they put the box on the table and then got up to get the crab porridge from the window.
The plastic plates of everyone on the table bounced up due to the shock, and Yu Shenwei’s half-eaten egg tart fell directly into the soup.
Li Xun and Song Yang exchanged silent glances in tacit understanding.
The team leader lowered his voice and said in the local dialect of Nancheng: “The one in white is An Zhiyu.”
The team members who understood what was said all looked over there.
An Zhiyu was about the same height as him, estimated to be around 1.85 meters, with a sturdy build. His arms could even be described as thick and sturdy, which was a huge difference from the physique of a 17 or 18-year-old boy.
Wu Jianian kept staring at An Zhiyu. After a while, he bumped into Li Xun’s arm and said, “Wait a minute, your eyes are quite similar to An Zhiyu’s.”
Li Xun looked disgusted: “I won’t watch it.”
Anyone who has followed sports news must know that in some world-class competitions, the South Korean team often makes illegal moves that interfere with or even harm their opponents.
Because of these unfair and unreasonable phenomena, and the fact that the South Korean team has dominated the archery event for so many years, everyone has more or less some resistance to South Korean athletes.
More and more people came, and the restaurant became noisy. Before the Korean players arrived, everyone got up and walked out.
The air was still filled with the aroma of breakfast. Li Xun followed Song Yang through the courtyard full of green plants.
He was familiar with everyone in the Nancheng provincial team, so he got a ride. In the car, he and Song Yang sat together without any hesitation.
The 11-seat business travel reception car swayed all the way west, and rows of Portuguese-style buildings passed by the window.
Song Yang was a little annoyed that he didn’t bring his camera with him.
The person next to him nudged his arm, and Song Yang turned his head. Li Xun produced two small pieces of mini jelly from somewhere, which were put in a small paper bag. They were different from those he had tasted before.
One is printed with pineapple and the other is printed with peach.
Li Xun asked: “You choose it yourself.”
Song Yang hesitated: “I want both.”
“Then it’s all yours.”
“how about you?”
“I had a lot more in my suitcase, but I couldn’t fit them in my pocket so I just took two at random.”
Song Yang chuckled, puffing his cheeks, and heartlessly stuffed the paper bag back into Li Xun’s trouser pocket.
If such an unpromising action happened in the dormitory, he would be beaten if he was discovered. Song Yang was ready to have a garbage bag stuffed around his neck, with his back pressed tightly against the backrest. However, Li Xun did nothing but asked him how it tasted.
“It’s delicious.” Song Yang let down his guard, reached into his clothes, scratched his belly, and sighed, “I ate a lot this morning. I’m so full.” He burped as soon as he finished speaking.
Li Xun’s shoulders trembled with joy, and he patted his belly: “From the side, you look like you are pregnant.”
Song Yang thought of the lion with mane in his dream and suppressed his laughter: “I had a dream last night. I dreamed of you.”
“What a coincidence,” Li Xun raised his eyebrows, “I dreamed of you too.”
Song Yang’s eyes lit up: “What did you dream about me?”
There were people in the front and back seats. Li Xun leaned over to his ear and made up a story in a low voice: “I dreamed that you turned into a kitten and licked my face.”
A stream of hot air blew into Song Yang’s ears, his whole body felt numb, and he could hear the sound of his heart beating violently.
The hooliganism he had done last night suddenly jumped out of his mind. He didn’t dare to think about it too much. He turned his head away from the window. It took him a while to regain his thoughts. He even blamed others: “How could you have such a strange dream?”
“I don’t know.” Li Xun said with a smile, “I’ll ask the kitten in my dream tonight what happened.”
