You have to go and come back quickly. Adonis didn't understand how he suddenly blurted out such a girlish and sentimental phrase. After hearing that, Dylan's face immediately lit up with a bright smile, nodding and saying, "No problem." Adonis finally turned around and walked towards the building with a sense of relief.
I'm so tired that I can't even straighten my back. Adonis leaned on the stair railing, sighing as he climbed up.
When Dylan arrived at the cafeteria alone, he happened to run into Truda who had just come from the dormitory.
"Are you also here foraging?" Truda saw him and bounced over to him, "Shall we have a meal together?" "
Dylan smiled politely and replied, "I plan to take it to go." "
Ah. Truda exclaimed in surprise, 'Packing also requires an additional fee, which is not cost-effective. Why don't we pool a table together for lunch?' "
I am here to bring this to Senior Song. He is not feeling well, so I came alone. "Dylan politely declined." Wow, your relationship is really solid! Truda and Dylan walked into the cafeteria side by side. Truda glanced at Dylan with envy written all over her face, "I'm usually the one running errands to buy food for everyone." "
We live together, it's just a matter of convenience. "Dylan responded casually, with a slight smile on his lips, then he took a step towards the stairs and gestured upstairs, "I'm going upstairs." "
"Alright, goodbye!" Truda nodded briskly, waved to him, and walked towards the first-floor window not far away.
After buying lunch, Dylan hesitated for a moment as he carried two bags of food back to the dormitory, then turned back to buy a bottle of fresh orange juice to hold in his hand.
You're back. Adonis lay on the bed and heard the sound of the door opening. He cheerfully called out towards the door, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." "
"Hmm." "Dylan placed the food in his hand on the table and handed the orange juice to Adonis lying on the bed, saying, 'Have a few sips before coming down to eat.' "
But I want to eat in bed. Adonis twisted off the cap and took a few sips, frowning at the sour taste. 'I don't feel like moving once I rest,' he said. "
Come down. "Dylan skillfully opened the takeout box without even looking up." Oh no... Adonis wanted to act cute, but after a few 'aiya's, he realized that Dylan was completely ignoring him. He could only pout and slowly get up from the bed. Those who understand the times are wise, and this saying is also appropriate when it comes to food.
I'm back! "Oswin's voice rang out before he even entered the room, "Adonis, my sweetie!" With an exaggerated tone, Oswin jumped to Adonis's side, hands resting on his shoulders, giving him a mock massage, "You brought glory to our class today. The homeroom teacher said she will give you a special certificate." "
Of course. Adonis leaned back in his chair, looking smug after Oswin's praise, even crossing his legs leisurely. "Just look at who I am," he said. "
"Your legs don't hurt anymore?" "Dylan put down the spoon in his hand and looked at Adonis, whose tail was wagging so high it almost touched the sky, and asked."
Adonis came to his senses, "Hmm..." It doesn't hurt anymore. "It's really a stroke of luck for me. I was just wondering if you were feeling unwell and planning to let you rest well tonight. It seems I was worrying too much." As Oswin's voice trailed off, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, and Dylan also sensed that the words sounded a bit off. He almost laughed out loud at Oswin's stunned look, but managed to hold it in, cleared his throat, and turned to Adonis, "We need to rehearse tonight." During those days filled with sports training, the two mainstays of the drama club, Adonis and Dylan, always used the strategy of taking leave together, leaving their supporting actors in endless waiting. As a result, they not only missed the rehearsal, but also received harsh criticism from the teacher of the arts department. Fortunately, the hustle and bustle of the sports meeting has finally come to an end. Now they must race against time like sprinters to catch up on progress, as the time gap between these two activities is so short that it can be almost negligible. "Can I not wear that little dress?" Adonis's eyes sparkled with anticipation, his face full of hopeful expression, staring straight at Dylan.
Of course, you can. "Dylan raised an eyebrow and nodded in agreement, 'As long as you're willing, I have no objections at all.' "
I have no objection either. "Adonis laughed like a satisfied kitten, scooping a mouthful of rice into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up like a squirrel storing a mouthful of food.
After finishing his meal, Dylan quickly tidied up his desk, glanced at Adonis, and then rushed into the bathroom. He brought a basin of steaming water to Adonis's feet and said firmly, "Soak your feet. Don't move until I come back." "Roger that!" Adonis stared at the steaming foot bath with gratitude written all over his face. He quickly took off his socks, rolled up his pants, and dipped his legs into the basin. The momentary intimate contact of hot water brought a slight sensation of pain, causing Adonis to involuntarily let out a sigh of 'hiss—'. He half-closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort. 'By the way, where are you going?' "Take out the trash." Dylan glanced at Adonis's obedient look, nodded in satisfaction, then picked up the takeout boxes used by both of them and walked out, leaving only a quickly disappearing figure.
"Adonis. "Oswin stared at the basin of foot soak in front of him, swallowing hard.
What's up? "
"Dylan, he treats you like his own son..." Oswin shifted his gaze from his feet to his face, looking curious. "Don't you think this is a bit strange?" "
You are the one who was raised as a son! Adonis lowered his eyelids and spat, "You are just sour grapes." "
Oswin retorted indignantly, "Just think about it yourself!..." Oh forget it, you're almost delirious now. He waved his hand and said, "Seriously, I have never seen anyone care so much about their roommates." "
That goes without saying... Because he is interested in me. Adonis rolled his eyes and chuckled to himself, "Actually, I'm starting to have some feelings for him now." "
However, recently he seems to have suffered some setbacks, and his behavior has become more restrained than before. Of course, this is definitely not because he had confessed to me before and I mercilessly rejected him.
In the afternoon of the sports day, everyone was too lazy to join the crowd. Several people in the dormitory were lying on their beds, closing the doors and windows, turning on the air conditioning, feeling drowsy.
They don't want to rehearse tonight. Adonis covered his head with a blanket, took out his phone and shouted in the group chat a couple of times. As a result, several supporting actors used the sports meeting as an excuse to ask for leave, so he had to privately message Dylan.
It's okay, the two of us can handle it, I have the key. Dylan replied quickly, "You don't mind?" "
No objection. Adonis hesitated for a moment, but then agreed willingly.
"Okay, I'll call you then." "
In the evening, when the two of them arrived at the rehearsal room together, as expected, none of those people showed up.
I feel a little embarrassed. Adonis stood with his hands on his hips, in front of the stage, scanning the crowd. "What do you think?" he asked. Maybe we should just go back home. ""... Adonis heard these words and fell into contemplation, "Besides intimate scenes, do we have any other two-person scenes together?" Adonis's fingers were drawn as if by a magnet, unconsciously slipping into his pocket. His eyelashes are fluttering rapidly like a small fan at the moment. To say that he is as calm as still water now is definitely self-deception. After all, in the previous rehearsals, he just treated the other person as a buddy, but now, their relationship has become more complicated for various indescribable reasons, and his feelings naturally become mixed. I'm on strike! Adonis still lazily lay on the ground, his eyes fixed on Dylan's mouth, which had just been playfully teasing his lips but was now reciting lines with an icy tone. Suddenly, a nameless anger surged up in him, and he sprang up, venting all the pent-up resentment that had been building up for days.
Dylan's lines were suddenly cut off. He squatted down and gently grabbed Adonis' arms. He looked at his cheeks that were as red as ripe apples, and his voice was still as gentle as a spring breeze, "What's going on? "
Adonis has lived for so long, where has he ever suffered such inexplicable grievances. Although he has never been in a relationship, he has hinted at it many times, but the other person still remains indifferent, which is torture for someone as straightforward as him.
He tilted his head and glared at the questioning eyes in front of him with a displeased expression, realizing that the other person was waiting for him to speak. Dylan's wrist was suddenly flicked away, before he could even blink, the other person's palm was firmly pressed on his shoulder. Without hesitation, the man leaned in and quickly pressed his lips against hers.