Many more decades to go

The sun is up, and there are still three days left in the vacation.

For a week, Ye Yao lived a life of eating, sleeping, and eating. He didn't expect to experience a honeymoon after ten years of marriage.

...... honeymoon is good, but the object is too energetic, it is a bit too much.

Not to mention the fact that the object of this question is often deliberately provocative, asking him if he prefers a young or mature person. When he answered mature, Lu Xun would be jealous.

His answer to the young, evolved Lu Xun is also unsatisfactory, and he still asks him in a conspiratorial way why he doesn't like the company he has kept for more than ten years.

When he replied that he liked both, Lu Xun would further ask him which one he preferred.

In short, no matter what he answered, it all ended up the same way - continuing day after day.

Ye Yao thinks that the correct answer should be to tell Lu Xun that if he asks any more questions, he'll be punched in the face, but thinking that Lu Xun is a patient whose brain hasn't fully healed yet, and that he might be able to go back to junior high school with a slap on the wrist, which would be even more troublesome than what he's going through now, Ye Yao puts up with it.

Day after day, Ye Yao gradually lies flat.

Held in Lu Xun's arms, Ye Yao listens to Lu Xun's self-analysis of how he found himself bent.

"As soon as you kissed me, I felt something was wrong." Lu Xun's voice was low, as he said, kissing Ye Yao on the tip of his ear one by one, "Then I had a dream, guess what it was?"

Ye Yao lies in bed and pretends he's a salted fish that can't talk: "...... I don't want to guess."

"Guessed it right, worthy of being Brother Ye, just smart!" Lu Xun raised his eyebrows, with an expression of pride for Ye Yao.

Ye Yao: "......"

Well, the characteristic of telling lies with one's eyes open can be found in a three-year-old Lu Xun, not to mention a thirty-year-old Lu Xun or an eighteen-year-old Lu Xun.

"Don't call me Brother Ye for now." Ye Yao was expressionless.

"That won't do, Brother Ye, Brother Ye has so many more years of insight than I do, how can I not call it an honorable title?" Lu Xun sniffed Ye Yao's neck a few times, and contentedly hugged the person in a different position.

Although Ye Yao said he didn't want to guess, Lu Xun insisted on telling the dream that confirmed to him that he was bent:Â "I dreamed that we were in our senior year of high school, and you were in the bedroom doing papers with me. I was making a lot of progress, so you said you'd give me encouragement ......"

"Don't make me guess what encouragement was given to you in your dreams." Ye Yao coldly interjects, "I could only give you one of your favorite combo kicks."

Lu Xun skillfully picks up : "That's right, in the dream I got a question right and you kissed me. Then after kissing more, you agreed to let me move the battlefield."

Lu Xun tugged at the covers, "Shifting battlefields, just like we are now."

Ye Yao pretended that he was deaf and couldn't hear and didn't respond.

Lu Xun didn't care, bit Ye Yao's ear and asked with a light smile, "Have you rested yet after such a long chat, Brother Ye?"

Ye Yao : "......"

At this moment, he hated Lu Xun for exercising every day to be strong and healthy, and he also hated himself for his momentary weakness a few days ago, agreeing to Lu Xun's unreasonable demands.

The cell phone Lu Xun had put aside suddenly rang with a call.

Ye Yao was slightly more attentive. Now that Lu Xun wouldn't be called for work matters, who could have called Lu Xun?

Ye Yao's gut feeling about Lu Xun is that it's not going to be a good thing.

Lu Xun didn't take long to answer the phone, hanging up after only a few words, then turning his head to look at Ye Yao.

Lu Xun had an indescribable smile on his face, "Brother Ye, I got someone to customize a set of clothes for us, and now the clothes have been sent over and put down. Do you want to go down together to take a look, or should I bring it up for you to see?"

"...... What clothes." Ye Yao felt he couldn't play dead any longer, he sat up from the bed and looked at the clothes scattered under the bed, "Aren't there already plenty of clothes here? And there's a ton more in the checkroom."

Lu Xun shook his head and got out of bed after putting on his loungewear with an enigmatic expression, "It's different, not like any of these."

Ye Yao's head was numb.

What's so different, he and Lu Xun have been married for so many years and have bought all sorts of things, and Lu Xun with his degraded memory can still buy things that are different from all of these?

That's all the more reason not to let Lu Xun go down there alone, who knows what kind of "surprises" he could give in the short distance of a few floors from upstairs to downstairs. And if they all went to the first floor, if he realized something was wrong, he could just walk a few steps faster and throw the stuff into the garbage can outside.

Ye Yao made up his mind and followed him out of bed.

Ye Yao takes a few steps and reaches for the wall, feeling his ability to walk upright plummet over the course of the last few days.

"......" Ye Yao pinched the bridge of his nose, and without speaking nicely to Lu Xun, he directly waved at the person, "Come here, carry me down."

Lu Xun was not someone who liked to be bossed around, and it was absolutely impossible for an ordinary person to get a good look from him. But if Ye Yao wanted to command him, it would be a completely different scene.

Lu Xun quickly walked over from the other side and picked the person up, smelling Ye Yao's scent in the process, which was quite satisfying.

There was actually an elevator in the villa, but he just had to carry Ye Yao step by step up the stairs to prolong the process as long as possible.

In front of outsiders, Mr. Ba never minces his words when he is in front of Ye Yao, and only tries to communicate as much as possible.

Lu Xun turned Ye Yao's weight upside down and frowned slightly, "Why do I feel like you're not much heavier than you were in your senior year of high school, and you've even grown in height, is it because I didn't keep an eye on you to eat properly in your thirties?"

Ye Yao knew that Lu Xun was again doing nothing to pick a fight with himself, and said expressionlessly, "These days, I've been exercising a lot every day, can I not lose weight? Since that's the case, why don't you and I get healthy together for the next few days, and we'll soak goji berries in a thermos together and sit and watch other people fish."

Lu Xun closed his mouth at the right time and turned into a cold overlord whose silence was golden. He carried Ye Yao to the first floor hall and saw the gift box placed on the table.

The packaging of the gift box is very exquisite, at first glance, it is Lu Dong often wear a few private custom handmade store special.

Ye Yao calmly conducted an analysis in his mind, Lu Xun was probably idly bored while he was asleep, flipping through his phone to find the contact information, and then customized it.

What kind of clothes could be in here? In high school, Lu Xun's taste in clothes was still quite simple, but in the past few days, his tastes have changed drastically, and he's been able to accept a variety of styles and patterns of clothes.

It's really hard to say what will be purchased for someone whose tastes change so rapidly.

Ye Yao had thought through everything she could think of, prepared herself mentally, but still froze when the gift box was opened.

The clothes inside aren't fancy at all, they're simple and clean blue and white, with a jacket and short-sleeved pants, and the floral stripes on the top make Ye Yao familiar and unfamiliar.

Ye Yao picked the jacket up and unfolded it in mid-air, finally determining what it was.

...... This is their high school uniform from their high school days.

He and Lu Xun wore such uniforms through their senior year of high school together, through their youthful years, and through the love affair that no one knew they had.

Young and unaware of the heartbeat, mistaking love for friendship.

"Luckily, I still have pictures of us wearing school uniforms from our high school days on my phone, so it won't be too much trouble to have them customize a new set." Lu Xun placed Ye Yao on the couch and picked up another set of school uniforms in a larger size and held it up to the one Ye Yao was holding.

"How did you think of ordering this." Looking at the two school uniforms side by side, Ye Yao softly said, "What an imagination."

"It's not imaginative," Lu Xun shook his head, "it's just trying to make up for some regrets."

Lu Xun half-squatted down, level with Ye Yao, who was sitting on the sofa.

His eyebrows were deep and his eyes were dark, when he looked at others it was thinly veiled love, when he looked at Ye Yao it became deep love. Lu Xun said softly, "If only I really could have realized this fondness in high school, so we wouldn't have to miss years."

Ye Yao touched Lu Xun's ear and laughed, "You're a homophobic self-professed straight man, take what you realize, you can't force this kind of thing."

The reasoning is indeed such a reason, Lu Xun stared at the school uniform in silence for a moment, and spoke, "Why don't you put on the school uniform with me, recapture your youthful years, and spend the remaining few days of vacation, which can also be considered as a small way of making up for this regret."

Ye Yao: "......"

Man, that's a lot of Lu Xun lyricism on both sides of the fence.

Lu Xun put the clothes in his hand to the side and hugged Ye Yao, who was sitting on the sofa.

They hugged each other tightly and Lu Xun whispered in Ye Yao's ear, "I want to wear the school uniform with you."

Ye Yao backhandedly hugged the person in front of him, "Then wear it."

*

With one day of vacation left, Ye Yao is finally able to breathe a sigh of relief and catch up on some sleep as she adjusts to the workday.

The blackout curtains in the bedroom were drawn, and Ye Yao had no idea what time it was when he woke up again.

Ye Yao opened his eyes and saw Lu Xun with his back to him, tapping away with his cell phone.

For a brief moment, Ye Yao saw a shopping app on the top half of his cell phone.

Ye Yao looked up from behind Lu Xun's back and saw what Lu Xun had added to his shopping cart - the odd sketchbook.

It was similar to the last time Lu Xun used it as incriminating evidence and showed it to him.

Ye Yao couldn't help himself and asked, "...... What are you doing buying so many copies, don't you already have one at home?"

There was a momentary pause in Lu Xun's motion of tapping his cell phone, then he turned back and said with a straight face, "That one was thrown away by a dumbass whose brain nerves hadn't fully developed yet, so of course I had to buy a new one, don't you think so."

Ye Yao lowered his eyes at Lu Xun and whispered, "Recovered?"

"Uh-huh." Lu Xun threw his phone aside and hugged Ye Yao, giving him a kiss first without saying a word, waiting until he'd kissed enough before releasing the man to talk.

Ye Yao immediately put up a finger and pressed it on Lu Xun's thin lips, "Don't ask me retarded questions like whether I prefer you with only eighteen years old memories or all of them, you just want to find a reason to be jealous and then start exercising with me again, don't you."

Lu Xun let out a laugh and kissed Ye Yao's fingertips, "It's true that nothing I think about can escape Yao Yao's eyes."

Ye Yao grunted and pulled his hand back so that Lu Xun could adjust the position of the two embracing more comfortably.

The hug was long and warm under the covers.

Lu Xun opened his mouth in the middle of the silence, "...... If only I could have actually been in high school and realized that I already liked you then, so we could have been together two years earlier and you wouldn't have had to crush on me."

"There's nothing wrong with being friends for two years, it's also a valuable memory." Ye Yao smiled and kissed Lu Xun gently on the corner of his mouth, "And we have many more decades to go together."