Midsummer of Eden

Zhang Chi took a step forward and suddenly grabbed Yin Jueming's hand.

There was a smile on Yin Jueming's wet face, and his gaze was scrutinizing Zhang Chi.

"I'm sorry, I didn't intend to poke your scar. But I think your sister is right." Although Zhang Chi was younger than him, he stood up completely, but he was half a head taller than Yin Jueming.When he approached him, Yin Jueming had to raise his face slightly to look at him.

"I know, look at me now, I'm living a happy life."

"Is it, is it happy?"

"It's happy." Yin Jueming replied with certainty.

"Why do I feel that it's just enjoyment, but not really happiness." Zhang Chi stretched out his hand and wiped Yin Jueming's side face vigorously, staring at him like lacquer, "The old lady always said that all the good things in the world are relative. .Everyone's destiny is different, you shouldn't punish yourself with her past."

"Did you watch too many TV dramas?" Yin Jueming smiled lightly, raised his face and shook off Zhang Chi's hand, and took a step back, "No one punishes himself, no one. The reason why a story is a story is because it has It happened, no one can change it, and no one can complain. I don't hate anyone, I can still get along with Qin Shuo intimately, and there are still more people who like me than those who hate me."

"It's because of this that something is wrong with you." Zhang Chi hooked Yin Jueming's with his hand hanging by his side, and asked softly, "Actually, you know it in your heart, right? Qin Shuo, he likes you, but he hasn't noticed it yet. You know this very well in your heart.”

Yin Jueming didn't answer, maybe he has answers in his heart, but some answers don't need to be said.

He cast his eyes in all directions, brushed back all the wet hair, and completely exposed his face, which looked different from the usual softness, with sharp and clean outlines.

"It seems that nothing can enter your heart..."

"What did you say?" Yin Jueming frowned.

Zhang Chi stared at Yin Jueming for a while, then shook his head: "It's nothing, we're leaving. You'll catch a cold easily if you stand like this."

Because Yin Jueming was drenched all over, it was not easy to wear shoes, and it was even more difficult to go up the slope.

Zhang Chi went to the front several times to cut off his path, squatted down, and finally Yin Jueming had no choice but to compromise, holding his shoes and lying on Zhang Chi's back.

There is the smell of sweat on the back, and the special smell of Zhang Chi.That is the breath of youth, vigor, and vigorous spiritual power.

In the turbulence of walking forward with Zhang Chi, Yin Jueming was a little dazed.

It seemed that he had such a youthful atmosphere back then.

Zhang Chi carried Yin Jueming all the way back to the side of the uphill car.

On the way back, Yin Jueming found a tape he liked from Zhang Chi's drawer.

He was wearing Zhang Chi's coat, and even though he was wet all over, when Zhang Chi stuffed him into the passenger seat, he didn't show any taboo or disgust.

The weather wasn't too cold, but Zhang Chi didn't open the window.The temperature of the air conditioner in the car was also adjusted properly by him.

The summer sun came in from the car window, warming Yin Jueming's skin.Listening to nostalgic old songs and looking at the fine dust flakes floating in the sunlight, he felt drowsy.

"I want to hear the song you sang for the first time." Yin Jueming said.

"When was it sung?"

"That's when you came to pick me up on the first day. Later, when you sent me to the town, you also listened to that song. It's from "Meteor Garden", what is it called..." Maybe it was sleepiness, Yin Jueming's voice carried With a sinister nasal voice, like a baby, "Suddenly I can't say the title of the song."

Zhang Chi understood, he took out the tape and turned it over: "It's actually on this tape."

When the premelody sounded, Yin Jueming closed his eyes and leaned against him, shaking and shaking, a little in a trance.

Zhang Chi hummed the tune softly, which made Yin Jueming feel in his vague consciousness that this song is actually quite beautiful.

"It's hard to forget the first time I saw you, your charming eyes are in my mind and I can't get rid of you..."

Zhang Chi originally hummed in a low voice, but when the second stanza was reached, Yin Jueming also hummed along with him.

"I'm afraid that I will fall in love with you myself, and I dare not let myself get too close. I am afraid that I have nothing to give you. Loving you also requires a lot of courage. I am afraid that I will fall in love with you myself. Maybe one day I can't help myself..."

Falling in love with you is my last resort.

When Qin Shuo packed his things and came out of the house, he happened to see Zhang Chi's black Santana blocking in front of the Jaguar.

Zhang Chi leaned against the front of the car to smoke, staring blankly at the slowly changing clouds in the sky.And through the window glass, Qin Shuo saw Yin Jueming wearing a black coat in the passenger seat, and was dozing with his head tilted.

Yin Jueming's sleeping face was calm, but Qin Shuo felt a little irritable.

When he got closer, he realized that his whole body was wet and his hair was sticky on his cheeks, which added another touch of charm to him.Although he is now ignorant.

Sensing Qin Shuo approaching, Zhang Chi went up to stop him, Qin Shuo looked worried, and pointed to the people in the car: "I'm leaving, I need to say hello."

Zhang Chi hesitated for a moment, but let go of his hand: "Just now...he accidentally fell in the water."

"You don't need to say, he ran to play by himself. Is there a river near here?" Qin Shuo stopped walking after hearing the words, and also wanted to take out a cigarette.

With anyone, he kind of wants to chat with people.

Zhang Chi didn't give him a chance.There was still half a cigarette left, but Zhang Chi threw it down and stomped it out, walked around Qin Shuo and knocked on the glass window of the co-pilot: "Mr. Yin."

Zhang Chi said it was Mr. Yin, but if you look closely at his gaze, it has a different meaning.

If Qin Shuo had been more careful, he would have found how similar this scene was.When he sent Yin Jueming back, he woke up the people in the car in the same way.

Yin Jueming slept lightly and woke up quickly, but the air was sultry in summer, and there was a buzzing in his head. For a while, he was still a little dazed and couldn't get back to his senses.

Zhang Chi stood for a while pulling the door of the truck. Qin Shuo leaned over from the side, leaning half of his body between the wide open door and the car frame: "Are you awake? You're soaked all over, where did you go? Are you going to leave me alone at home?"

After speaking, he turned to Zhang Chi and said, "There was a bit of trouble in the morning, so I'm holding grudges."

Again.

This time Zhang Chi didn't smile, he also turned back and forth a little irritably.

There was some kind of subtle air pressure circulating between the two eager male animals. Obviously, Yin Jueming, who hadn't woken up in the car, was not sensitive to notice it.

Yin Jueming only felt a headache, wet and uncomfortable.Habitually subconsciously supporting Qin Shuo's outstretched palm, he got out of the co-pilot.

He didn't look aside, Zhang Chi stared at the two clasped hands twice, and became even more irritable.If there is a tail behind it, it will probably slap the ground back and forth.

Yin Jueming let go of his hand after knowing it, looked Qin Shuo up and down, and suddenly realized: "Oh, you are leaving? It's good to go, pay attention to safety. Do you remember the way? Do you want Zhang Chi to see you off?"

Zhang Chi was about to be pissed off by Yin Jueming.

But he didn't know, Qin Shuo was slightly surprised.In Yin Jueming's tone, there was a three-point intimacy unconsciously, as if he regarded Zhang Chi as his own, but Qin Shuo as a guest.

"No need!" Qin Shuo waved his hand and interrupted Yin Jueming, "I remember the way. How to come and how to go. Ancestor, it's you, can you be sober? Hand in the first copy in a month, don't forget, don't forget it every day. Don't care."

"Understood." Yin Jueming seemed too lazy to argue with him.

Qin Shuo stood there without moving.

Yin Jueming sighed: "I want to go back and take a shower. You...be careful on your own way."

"Do you remember what I told you?"

"Be dedicated, work hard, and call once a week."

Zhang Chi frowned when he heard the last one.

Only then was Qin Shuo slightly satisfied, turned around and left.

Yin Jueming was still wearing Zhang Chi's coat, and the two stood at the gate of the courtyard. They only looked at each other when Qin Shuo's Jaguar disappeared at the end of the downhill slope.

The weather was dry and warm, Yin Jueming's hair was dry, but his body was still wet.

Under Zhang Chi's urging, Yin Jueming was pushed back to take a bath.

With a crack in the door, Yin Jueming beckoned to Zhang Chi.

"I'd like an iced orange soda."

"I'll have a stomachache."

"I just want to drink." Yin Jueming hung on the door panel, dangling from side to side.

"..." It was completely impossible to refuse.

"What should you do if you catch a cold and have a stomachache?" Zhang Chi asked.

Yin Jueming then hooked him again.

Zhang Chi leaned over, but Yin Jueming grabbed his neck.On the lips, was kissed quickly.

It has a cool and soft touch, as if it really has an orange aroma.

Yin Jueming hooked Zhang Chi's neck like this, and said again seriously: "Listen to me, I want to drink iced orange soda."

"……it is good."

That afternoon, Yin Jueming slept comfortably for the afternoon.

Qin Shuo obviously came to supervise his work, but instead gave Yin Jueming a vacation.

He slept until the sun set and the aroma of the food wafted in. Yin Jueming just turned over and continued to sleep.He took a shower before going to bed and wore that light nightgown. Because he didn't sleep very soundly, the nightgown was lifted up, revealing a small white waist.

Zhang Chi called several times but got no response, so he had no choice but to come up to him.

Yin Jueming's bedroom door was ajar, walking up the stairs directly opposite, Zhang Chi just saw the little amputated limb.

It looks very tough, without the gentle curvature of a girl, but with beautiful muscle lines.As he breathed, the light and shadow on his back rolled, and there was still a little imprint of the bamboo mat.

Further down, the white panties wrapped her plump and firm buttocks, and there was a small depression at the waist...

Zhang Chi suffocated, subconsciously stepped lightly, opened the door and approached him.

Yin Jueming's body smelled fresh after bathing, and there was an obvious smell of toilet water.As it got closer, it was also mixed with the unique smell of bamboo mats on the bed.The cassette player was playing some music very quietly, turned down.

Zhang Chi approached Yin Jueming, pushed away the pajamas on his back with one hand, followed his printed bamboo mat edges, and began to gently kiss his body.

At first Yin Jueming didn't wake up, but later Zhang Chi probably kissed his sunken waist.Feeling itchy, Yin Jueming opened his eyes defensively, and stretched out his hand reflexively, but was caught by Zhang Chi, and kissed the veins on the inside of his wrist again.

Yin Jueming's eyes were slightly open, he was a little out of breath, and his head was sweating, as if he had a nightmare.His temples were sweating profusely, his side cheeks were pressed red, and there were more obvious scratches from the bamboo mat.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Zhang Chi didn't restrain himself because Yin Jueming woke up, but pushed him down on the bed more presumptuously.

Taking advantage of Yin Jueming's confused energy, he easily peeled off his underwear.

The sleeping genitals are pink and clean, just like Yin Jueming's feeling of relaxation.

Zhang Chi leaned over and rubbed his inner thigh with the tip of his nose lovingly, then lowered his head.

In an instant, Yin Jueming woke up.He curled up his legs and let out a low gasp.

That sound, to Zhang Chi's ears, was damn sexy.

Yin Jueming's sweat was still wet, and goose bumps appeared all over his body again.The body has not yet awakened, but the overly sudden pleasure reaches the brain in an instant.