as you love yourself . There are two boys who have no guesses
. There are other boys who are playing around.
14?15?
His voice, beautiful teeth.
A boy with brown curly hair and a baby face, but he has a stable personality, a tall figure, and a deep voice that does not match his age.
The two rode the same bicycle on the Lin Meng trail briskly . Dodge, head to their secret base. Kim in front, Po pedaling in the back; ride for a while, stop, change Po in front, Kim in back---the bike starts to snake, Po yells STOP, and the two dive in The grass on the side of the road. The
two took a bath together, the unsuspecting gold, the delicate and oppressive waves. The water that fell from the sprinkler wet the hair attached to the forehead. The white plaid tiles.
The two were playing on the grass, Jin was drunk, and lay naked on the soft grass. Bo smiled and tricked him to close his eyes, then brought his face slowly, slowly closer...but stopped at the end . The wind was blowing, the trees behind him swayed gently, and the sun was shining brightly above. Bo's lips moved along the graceful curve of the golden light, the collarbone, the chest, and the lower abdomen---very close, but never touching. Unexplained Jin closed his eyes and let out a vague smile.
At the end of the film, in the school cafeteria, in the public eye, the boys turned off the lights and turned on the projector, and the music and the tree-lined path flowed and emerged along with the projected picture
. : At one end of the tree-lined path, there is a leisurely roaming wave; at the other end, there is Jin enjoying a jog under the shadow of a tree. The two met, looked at each other, and approached. A tacit smile. Embrace. KISS. The wind is still blowing, the sun smashing in their hair is still bright, and all around, dark green and light green leaves and green onion cages.
We can't tell whether the last picture is just boys wanting to simply show the art of love, or whether It is to announce the boy's love of two boys to everyone....
But we know that here, between them, in their hearts, there is something pure and unspeakable connected, and this is enough.
PS: Danish boys are generally neutral... A bunch of teenagers are sitting together I almost can't tell the gender...Beautiful shape, or beautiful shape. Peach heart and heart. Favorite Danish blonde.
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