guilt

The first ray of sunshine in the morning is always the most gentle.

In the dimly lit room, there was a little vitality due to the stray rays of sunlight.

There were two quiet figures on the large bed.One is slightly slender, while the other is more delicate.Only when I got closer did I realize that it turned out that they were a pair of Bi people.

Suddenly, the slender man moved slightly, his arm was pressed by the more delicate man, presumably his arm was numb.

But he had no intention of pulling his arm out.Gently turned his body to his side, facing that delicate man.

There was no trace of time left on the delicate face, just like the first time he saw this person that year, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

He couldn't help raising his still movable left hand, and gently sketched the appearance of this person.Familiar eyebrows, familiar lips and nose, familiar face, and still familiar breathing.

He almost couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes, how many days and nights he woke up in this cold and empty big bed, and what he faced when he woke up was nothing but endless loneliness. When I woke up, I only felt a wisp of air.

At this moment, this person was actually lying on the other side of him, falling asleep peacefully, looking at his face, listening to his breathing, he felt that he had never felt so peaceful and satisfied before, and he could still touch Touch him, he can still hug him, he still owns him...

Song Zixi felt a little itchy on his face in his deep sleep, he couldn't help but rubbed his head down, trying to relieve the itching that came from nowhere.

Um?The touch and temperature of the skin came from the forehead, and the heartbeat sounded like "bang bang" in the ear.How is this going?

He opened his eyes in a haze, but bumped into a pair of deep pupils.In those eyes that he couldn't understand more and more before, at this moment, he saw tenderness and... nostalgia that couldn't be hidden?

Why did Mo Yuran appear on his bed?

Oh yes, he remembered.He has returned to their home.They fell asleep together, so Mo Yuran naturally slept beside him.

Just when he was in a daze, he felt that Mo Yuran seemed to be getting closer to him, and then hugged him tightly.His face was pressed against Mo Yuran's chest, he felt his face heat up quickly, and slowly he felt a little short of breath.

"That... I can't breathe..." Song Zixi had no choice but to remind Mo Yuran.

He felt that the embrace seemed to be looser, but he was still imprisoned and unable to move.Simply stay in Mo Yuran's arms obediently, it's ridiculous to be obedient.

"In the past...whether in a dream or when I woke up, no matter how I called you, you still didn't respond to me. I know, you were angry with me and chilled with me, but I couldn't catch that feeling of yours. This feeling kills me every time..." Mo Yuran suddenly became short of breath, Song Zixi reached out and stroked his back gently. "When I woke up this morning, I was even afraid that you didn't really exist. I was even afraid to touch you. I was afraid that as soon as I touched you, you left again. It's okay, it's okay, I hugged you. "

That tone was full of joy and joy, even a bit like a little pride of a successful prank.

Song Zixi listened quietly, stroking Mo Yuran's back from time to time to show comfort.He was a little sad, but also a little distressed for Mo Yuran, and he knew more clearly that his influence on Mo Yuran was already deeply rooted, unconsciously, deep into the bone marrow.

"Aran...I'm right here, I've come to you, I won't go anywhere." Song Zixi's firm tone was as if comforting Mo Yuran.But it seemed to be working, and Mo Yuran really calmed down.

He looked at Song Zixi, and kissed Song Zixi lightly on his forehead, like a contract, like a ceremony.

Looking at each other and smiling, I feel at ease when I think that I will be with you for the rest of my life.

There is a long way to go, and there will be a return.