Chapter 14 someone you like?

Alex returned quickly: "OK, what's the matter?"Dylan smiled at the corners of his mouth and quickly tapped the screen with his fingertips. "Then you can make up for me."Alex didn't call him back.Dylan waited impatiently for a few minutes. When he was going to send another one, Alex said, "I'm not professional."Dylan seemed to see Alex's serious face. He couldn't help smiling and said, "it's okay, I'm not professional."After sending it, Dylan was afraid of Alex's refusal and hurriedly added, "brother, I'll come to your house tomorrow."Alex didn't come back this time. Maybe he was busy.Dylan squeezed the phone tightly, turned over and lay down in the soft bed, looking at the soft light of the ceiling lamp.He made up his mind to ask Alex to make up for his classes.Dylan thought that when the woman came back, he could have an excuse not to stay at home.Dylan went to Alex's house the next day.He specially took his schoolbag with exercise books in it.He also told uncle Jayden in advance that he had found a tutor and would go back later.Dylan put his schoolbag on the chair next to his desk and looked at Alex.Alex was reading on the sofa, his legs stretched out on the chair, his eyes slightly narrowed.Alex does everything with a sense of leisure. Dylan thinks that Alex can be a graphic model if he doesn't draw. He can sit anywhere.Seems to be aware of Dylan's line of sight, Alex looks up at him, eyebrows half raised, "homework finished?"Dylan's back straightened as if it had been electrified. He scratched the tip of his nose and touched the zipper of his schoolbag. "No, no, I'll write now."Dylan is doing problems on his desk. Alex passes by him and walks to the balcony. His mind that he didn't put on the exercise book also floats away.Alex has a long back. Dylan watched him take out the cigarette box from his pocket, and then a puff of smoke curled up in front of him.Dylan thought that Alex's eyes should be half narrowed, his lips gently opened and puffed.For a moment, Alex has finished smoking. Dylan lowers his head before Alex turns around.When Alex looked at him through the window, he was doing his homework with his head down.When Alex came in from the balcony, the corner of his clothes was suddenly held by Dylan."Brother."Alex stopped and looked at him, "what can't be done?"Dylan shook his head. Alex's smell of smoke had not dissipated. It was a faint smell of bitter tobacco."Brother," Dylan looked into Alex's calm eyes, slowly moving his eyes to his lips and then to his eyes, "I also want to smoke."Alex leaned back against the wall and put his arms on his chest. "You're not an adult.""I'm eighteen." Dylan unconsciously stroked the footer of the exercise book.Alex said faintly, "No."Dylan's lips closed. He looked down at his exercise book, and then his fingertips fell on a problem. "Then teach me this problem."Alex came over and bent over to look at the problem next to his finger. Then he took the pen, wrote down the formula on the paper and talked as he wrote.Alex has a nice voice.Dylan also found that Alex's words are also good-looking. They are not neat and rigid, but elegant and free.He listened carefully and didn't take class so seriously.In the afternoon, he had dinner at Alex's house.After dinner, he continued to do his homework. Alex went to the bedroom and asked him to ask again if he had any questions.Dylan's understanding ability is very good. After listening to the explanation carefully, she can basically do that type of topic, and the more she does it, the more confident she is.When Alex came out of the room again, the figure in front of the window was still studying hard.Dylan is wearing a white round neck T-shirt today. The back neck is not high. When he slightly lowers his head, he reveals his smooth neck. When he hits it, he can see small, almost transparent fluff.Dylan is thinking about a topic. He hasn't written it for a long time. When he plans to ask Alex later, he suddenly feels his neck hot.Alex put his hand on him and gently pinched his neck.Dylan's body trembled like an electric shock.Alex's men stopped and spoke softly, "scared you?"Dylan stiffened his neck, shook his head, and unconsciously squeezed his hand close to the trouser seam.Alex gently pinched his back neck and said slowly, "take a proper rest and don't be too tired."Dylan swallowed his saliva, flapped his slender eyelashes and said, "I... Finish this topic."Alex said "OK" before releasing his hand and walking to the balcony.It was dark outside. Alex was wearing a thin black sweater and his figure almost melted into the night.And Dylan can't learn anymore.He felt the temperature of the back neck burning frighteningly, and his cheeks began to burn.Dylan put his hand on his back neck and touched where Alex touched it.He got up and went to Alex.Alex is smoking again.Dylan thought Alex really loved smoking.The smoke reflected the light in the room, becoming more and more ethereal and hazy.Alex looked at him. "Finished?"Dylan looked back, licked his dry lips and said, "well".Alex looked into the distance. "Then take a break."Dylan didn't speak. He suddenly reached into Alex's slacks pocket.Touch a hard thing as expected.Alex looks at Dylan's cigarette box, turns to face him and frowns.Dylan took out one more quickly than he did before returning the cigarette box to him. "Brother, just one."The smoke in Alex's mouth is half burnt."I just want to try."Dylan had bright eyes, put the cigarette in his mouth, palm up and asked Alex for a lighter.Alex bit his cigarette between his mouth and looked at him without expression.Dylan's eyes were stubborn. Seeing that Alex ignored him, Dylan reached into Alex's trouser pocket.Alex grabbed his wrist. "That's how you want to smoke?"Dylan nodded and tried to break Alex's hand. Instead, Alex grabbed his wrists with one hand. Then he felt Alex touch his back neck with one hand and lean over.Dylan was stunned.Alex's eyelids are slightly wrinkled, and his slender eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids. His eyes are calm, like a deep pool.Dylan's breathing stopped. He didn't move. He just opened his eyes and looked at Alex close at hand.Dylan was a little stunned, confused and flustered, "brother...?"It's too close.Dylan can feel the heat from Alex through his clothes.Alex burned half his cigarette and put it together with his unlit one."Take a sip." Alex chewed the cigarette and didn't say it very clearly.He felt Alex's hand on his neck exert a slight force and pull himself forward.When Alex looked up at him, Dylan took a reactive breath.The smoke lit up.The scarlet light flickered at night.Something flashed in Dylan's mind.Soon Alex let him go.Dylan took a puff of smoke and was almost choked, with painful physical tears in his eyes.It's too bitter and astringent.Alex asked him, "is it good to smoke?"Dylan's eyes are moist, looks at Alex, shrinks his mouth and shakes his head.Alex smiled and put his hand on his head.Dylan's muscles stiffened, feeling Alex's wide and warm palm rubbing his head."Don't smoke in the future."After Alex withdrew his hand, Dylan's heart was still beating warmly.He looked up at Alex's side face. The two people were more hazy surrounded by smoke, and as soon as the wind blew, it became clear again.Dylan's hand holding the cigarette trembled uncontrollably.Some vague nervousness seems to have an answer.He took only one puff of the cigarette, and finally Alex took the cigarette from his hand and pressed it out.When Dylan walked to Alex's house with his schoolbag on his back, he was still a little stunned.Alex seemed to notice something wrong with him, patted him on the cheek and said, "what's the matter? Absent-minded."Dylan suddenly reached out and grabbed Alex by the corner of his clothes. A pair of black eyes looked at him, "brother, have you ever liked people?"Alex frowned slightly and turned to smile, "do you have someone you like?"Dylan pursed his lips, looked down at the ground, looked up at Alex, and said seriously, "maybe."