Tang Junhe lay crookedly on the pillow, sleeping soundly, holding an English textbook in his arms, with his feet on the floor.

Yang Xuan leaned down, pulled out the textbook and put it on the bedside table, then carried him slightly away from the bed, just as he was picked up, the slippers hanging loosely on his feet fell to the floor one after another, making two muffled beeps. He didn't care about the noise, and sent Tang Junhe to the middle of the bed, and then gently put him on the bed.

Tang Junhe's eyelashes moved a few times, as if he was trying to open his eyes, but in the end he couldn't bear the drowsiness, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Yang Xuan stared at him for a moment, then stretched out his hand to stroke his hair. He remembered that his younger brother was like this when he was a child. Once he fell asleep, he couldn't wake him up. For this reason, at that time he liked to tease him, such as stuffing a sour grape into his mouth to make him sour, such as tickling him so that he couldn't stand it and got up laughing. However, except for the first time when he cried a lot, after that, even if he knew that he had been teased by him, he would not be angry, and would always lean over with a smile and try to climb on top of him, and fight with him.

Yang Xuan straightened up, walked to the other side of the bed, and raised his hand to turn off the overhead light.

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The next morning, when Tang Junhe opened his eyes, he was shocked by the environment in front of him - he slept in Yang Xuan's room last night! Not only that, when he turned his head, he found that Yang Xuan was sleeping next to him, lying on his side, facing him, the distance between them was so close, he could even feel Yang Xuan's even breathing gently brushing against him face.

His eyes, which had not completely faded from sleepiness, suddenly opened wide. He recalled the situation last night. At that time, he was indeed so sleepy that his vision was blurred, and he could not even read the English words in the textbook clearly, but he was really reluctant to go back to his room, so he planned to rely on He hugged the pillow and closed his eyes for a while, but when he opened them again, he had already slept on Yang Xuan's bed all night.

However, when he was sleeping last night, he didn’t seem to be in this position... Tang Junhe remembered very clearly that he was always sitting by the bed, even if he was leaning on the pillow later, his feet were always on the ground, so it was Yang Xuan who helped him Did you put your legs on the bed?

Tang Junhe was sensitively aware that Yang Xuan's attitude towards him had changed a lot. When he couldn't help stretching out his arms to hug him last night, even he was ready to be pushed away, but he didn't move, he just stood there and let him hug him for so long.

Moreover, Yang Xuan could wake him up last night and let him go back to sleep in his own room, but he didn't do that. Instead, he let him sleep here all night and helped him adjust his sleeping position.

Thinking of this, Tang Junhe was very happy. He can now be sure that Yang Xuan doesn't hate him at all, and even pampers him a bit.

He turned around, faced Yang Xuan, and stared straight at him. They are brothers, as long as Yang Xuan admits that he is his younger brother, they can stay together forever.

Most people in the world pay attention to fate when they meet and get along. When the fate is exhausted, the relationship between two people will be severed. But they are different, they are connected by blood, blood will not come to an end, as long as they live, as long as their heart beats, this relationship can last as long as possible.

Tang Junhe looked at Yang Xuan, his heart was pounding, and at that moment, he felt that not all of his feelings for Yang Xuan came from this natural blood connection. If it's just blood, how could his heart beat so fast?

His heart was beating, and the judgment that flashed in his brain was almost instinctive. This completely uncontrollable heartbeat made him want to stretch out his arms to hug Yang Xuan, want to lean close to his body, and then kiss his lips.

Maybe it was because of the gaze that stayed on his face, at this moment, Yang Xuan also woke up, and opened his eyes to look at him.

"Brother." Tang Junhe called him in a low voice. He tried his best to maintain the calm on the surface, trying to make the crazy beating of his heart invisible. The first love sinus grew wildly in the young man's body, and it only took a few minutes to spread to every corner of his body, screaming eagerly, as if eager to find a breakthrough.

"Are you awake?" Yang Xuan turned over and sat up.

Tang Junhe's throat was dry, he wanted to say something to him, but he couldn't think of anything except "I like you" that filled his mind.

"Get up when you wake up." Yang Xuan's voice sounded a little hoarse, and every word seemed to be gently scratching Tang Junhe's sensitive nerve endings.

Yang Xuan got up from the bed, went down and took the white shirt from the hanger, then tore the T-shirt off his head and threw it on the bed. He put on the shirt, buttoned it, and glanced at his brother's face : "What are you staring at me?"

You don't get **** on me. Tang Junhe thought of this sentence subconsciously, and immediately withdrew his gaze, sat for a while, and then got up slowly.

am i **** For the first time, he began to face up to this word, like Zhou Lin? But isn't Zhou Lin a pervert? If I'm really gay, will my brother ignore me again?

He watched as Yang Xuan took off his shorts, stood on the ground slightly arched, wearing the navy blue school uniform trousers, his long legs stretched out with powerful muscles.

Tang Junhe thought for a while, and asked cautiously: "Brother, how do you know I'm gay?" Seeing Yang Xuan paused, he quickly added, "Even I don't know if I am..."

Yang Xuan turned his face to the side and asked, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"I always remember what you said last time." Tang Junhe was relieved a little, Yang Xuan didn't seem to be angry.

"Don't think about it." Yang Xuan didn't seem to want to mention that "last time".

"But..." Tang Junhe was still about to say something, when he suddenly heard footsteps outside, followed by a knock on the door.

"Don't get up yet, don't be afraid of being late." Tang Xiaonian knocked on Tang Junhe's door and said.

Hearing Tang Xiaonian's voice, Tang Junhe's heart jumped up, and he looked up at Yang Xuan in a panic. Yang Xuan also stopped, listening to the movement outside.

Fortunately, Tang Xiaonian was still angry, and did not intend to enter Tang Junhe's room, and only knocked on the door a few times before leaving.

False alarm. Tang Junhe got up from the bed and said to Yang Xuan, "Brother, I'm going back to my room to change."

Yang Xuan let out a "hmm".

Tang Junhe walked to the door, opened the door a little, saw that Tang Xiaonian was not in the living room, stepped out, and quickly walked back to his room.

After breakfast, Tang Junhe took out his schoolbag from the room and saw that Yang Xuan had already changed his shoes at the entrance. He hurried over, afraid that Yang Xuan would ride away by himself again. Unexpectedly, after Yang Xuan finished changing his shoes, he stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob, and pushed the door open a little, but he didn't go out immediately.

Tang Junhe was wearing shoelaces on his hands, and looked up in surprise, his eyes just collided with Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan is waiting for him! Tang Junhe reacted quickly. As soon as this idea came to him, he was so happy that he couldn't hold it back. With a shake of his hand, he tied the shoelaces tightly.

Fearing that Yang Xuan would not be bored waiting, Tang Junhe hurriedly untied the shoelaces, and tied them again in a panic. He stood up, carrying his schoolbag in his hand, suppressing the joy in his voice, and whispered to Yang Xuan, "Brother, let's go."

"English textbook." Yang Xuan spoke in the usual voice, and handed it to him.

Only then did Tang Junhe realize that he was holding his own textbook in his hand. He took it, and while walking out behind Yang Xuan, he opened his schoolbag and stuffed the textbook inside.

They came out with their front feet, and Tang Xiao came out of the room with his back feet. She looked at the closed door and gritted her teeth: "Is it on purpose?" Otherwise, why didn't you wait before, but waited for Tang Junhe to go out together today? Still waiting at the door, deliberately let her hear?