15. a summer blanket covering his stomach, the book he had been reading halfway through had slipped from his hand at some point. Alhaitham lifted the blanket, looked at the bulge between his legs, clicked his tongue, muttered, and got up to take care of it. Summer makes people too irritable. End.

14. Clearly blushing bright red, she still let him massage her as he pleased. Kaveh before his eyes gradually faded, his eyes shimmering with tears as if bullied, the wind stopped blowing, the golden sun extinguished, Alhaitham woke up. Clack. He drowsily opened his eyes,

13. Kaveh on the thigh of the young boy Alhaitham in the dream, his knees pressed against the ground. His cheeks flushed, Alhaitham in the dream slipped his hand under the hem of his shirt, gently squeezing the inner thigh, kneading, teasing the other person's budding puberty.

12. How can someone read when those eyes are watching? Kaveh in dreams or in his youth was much bolder, the innocent face of the teenager blushing under the shade, yet his actions were very daring. The outer cloak gradually slipped off his shoulders, the hem of the cloak pulled up high,

11. Kaveh stared at him with wide eyes, his earlobes slightly pink, then looked down at the hands of the two and back at him. The boy Alhaitham in the dream seems no longer to be him, because if it were really him, he would have taken that hand. That kid took out the book and started reading again.

10. Alhaitham intended to let him lean on him instinctively but suddenly noticed Kaveh's obedient sitting posture as if waiting for him. He patted his thigh and softly said, "Come here." Like some kind of attraction or magnetism calling him, he came over, sat next to Kaveh, shoulder to shoulder.

9. blending into his voice when he grew up. He whispered in reply, "It's too sunny, let's go inside." Kaveh hesitated to respond, and both of them moved under the shade of the tree. He leaned against the tree trunk, his whole body limp as if it had no bones.

8. since he had seen that innocent and carefree gaze. Kaveh blinked, and Alhaitham seized the moment to kiss his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes, and his cheeks. Kaveh whispered: "What's wrong, Haitham?" Alhaitham didn't want to talk much, because Kaveh's voice in the dream seemed vague,

7. The red eyes, like precious gemstones, slowly appeared behind the thin eyelashes. Kaveh wanted to rub his eyes, but Alhaitham reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes for him. Oh archon, if this is a dream, please don't take it away too quickly. It had been too long

6. cherishing the dream of Kaveh but also not wanting him to complain about sunburned skin. Alhaitham in the form of a boy as tall as Kaveh tried to wake him up. That person stretched, turned, and rolled over to Alhaitham's side.