Flight of the Bumblebee

"Mom!"

Monday morning started with a scream.

Xing Yan gasped and opened his eyes on the bed, He Qi had already started packing his briefcase.He stuffed forms, USB flash drives and other messy things into the bag, and then squatted barefoot in front of the closet to find out the clothes to wear to work today, muttering "too bad it's too late" while putting the clothes on his body Take it off and throw it on the ground.

Xing Yan rubbed his eyes, saw He Qi running into the bathroom with his bare buttocks, thought he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes again, He Qi closed the bathroom door forcefully with a bang .

what happened?

He yawned and got out of bed, took a small alarm clock that was usually useless from the table, and checked the time. 07:30, a bit later than usual, but it is not the time to be late, you can still catch up if you run faster.The sound of the faucet came from the bathroom, and Xing Yan suddenly remembered how drunk he was last night, and he didn't have time to take a shower.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, showing a frightened expression, covering his mouth with his right hand in surprise, almost unable to stand, and staggered back to his own bed.

"No way..." Xing Yan whispered in disbelief.He seemed to remember something.

He Qi came out of the bathroom, and was about to tell Xing Yan to clean up the clothes on the ground, but he had to leave in a hurry.Seeing that Xing Yan was still sleeping on the bed, he wondered if he was dazzled just now, and then leaned in front of Xing Yan, and saw that he seemed to be asleep, muttered a "weird thing", picked up his briefcase and went out .

After Xing Yan heard the footsteps going downstairs, he sat up from the bed, put his head in his hands, and fell into extreme shock.

If his memory is not confused, he did indeed do something last night, and that incident is playing in his mind in a complete loop at this moment.

He really did it, it was not a dream!

Xing Yan walked up and down the empty room, trying to calm himself down.He thought that He Qi was drunk yesterday and slept so soundly, so he probably wouldn't find out.Not letting He Qi find out, this seems to be his purpose.But Xing Yan's heart was still beating wildly about what happened last night, his entire chest was filled with sudden happiness, leaving almost no space for him to regret and blame himself.Reason told him that he shouldn't do this. It's fine if he was drunk yesterday. Could it be that he doesn't know how to repent when he's sober?

He just doesn't want to repent.

There is an idiom called "taking advantage of others' danger", which is said in ancient costume film and television dramas, it is wrong to take advantage of others' danger.He did this like those thieves in TV dramas who drugged the girls to stun them, and then touched them.Xing Yan thought that he should feel guilty to some extent at this time. The strange thing was that a huge sweetness fell from his head, and he wished he could shout long live in the room.After calming down a little bit, I felt that it was wrong for me to think so. I should reflect on it and make a confession for that momentary impulse.

But when he recalled the scene last night - He Qi fell into his arms drunk, fell asleep defenselessly, and under the intoxicating moonlight, he lowered his head... Xing Yan could not help but clutch his chest, There was a vigorous joyful movement under the palm of his hand, and he remembered that yesterday, He Qi's fingers tapped twice on the chest - "Boom, Boom", as if his soul was taken away.

Xing Yan clutched his beating heart and sat back on his bed. He had never felt so happy.For a stolen kiss, he can live for a long time, and spend the rest of his life reminiscing about it.

I'm afraid that he will feel that a kiss is not enough.The human heart is greedy and pushes every inch. Once you get one thing, you will want more and more until you have everything.In the end, feelings are the chips on the gambling table after all. Either they will make a lot of money, or they will be empty-handed and bankrupt.

Xing Yan didn't want to become nothing.

He had never had a similar experience before, just like a person who has never seen the sea, never smelled the fragrance of flowers, and never known what fine wine tastes like.Now that he knows, he can't lie to himself that "I've got a benefit, because I have the color of the wheat field", so he leaves contentedly.He has been domesticated, and he wants to find the person who domesticated him to take responsibility.

But He Qi is the one who knows nothing.

The current state is the best for him, living with He Qi at the closest distance, having dinner facing the moon in the slightly drunk night wind every day, is as romantic as a fairy tale.What would he do if he lost them?Will he still survive?What if He Qi kicked him out and never wanted to see him again?Just imagining it made him shudder.Huge fear suddenly overwhelmed him, and Xing Yan began to reflect on whether he had gone too far in the past month or so, and whether he had revealed his heart at a certain moment that he didn't notice.

You see, he finally felt a tinge of remorse.

How dreadful, love!It makes people fascinated, worrying about gains and losses, making people lose their minds and panic.

I can't do the same thing as last night again.How much did he drink?Four bottles?Five bottles?God, how terrible alcohol is, it can actually paralyze a person's nerves and make him careless!

Xing Yan sat on the bed, covering his face with his hands. After jumping for joy and ecstasy, he fell into deep remorse, and there was a corner of his heart that still felt guilty joy.He is not an ascetic monk, and he does not need to curb his desires.What he longed for, wanted to hold him in his arms, wanted to love, wanted to be loved.If he has these thoughts, he can't pretend he doesn't have them.However, when everything is exposed to the sun, can he calmly face the eyes that may be disgusting or even hateful?

He was so focused on thinking that time passed by, and the sun was shining outside, so he didn't notice it.Fortunately, Niu Niu followed her mother to the store today and did not need his care. Xing Yan finally had time to sort out his feelings.

If it is exposed, he will die immediately if he is hated so much!Being hated by him would be worse than jumping into the river and dying that night.Thinking of a day in the future when He Qi would no longer talk to him, no longer want to see him, Xing Yan felt worse than death.Just imagining his cold eyes, Xing Yan was so sad that he shed tears.

He Qi is right, he is a sensitive person.If it wasn't for being tall and burly, he even doubted whether Xing Yan would cry when he saw falling flowers like Lin Daiyu, and would sigh sadly when he saw the crane shadow in the cold pool.His mother was right, too, that he was a coward.His father is even much smarter than him, at least he has made up his mind to leave the woman he still loves deeply, which Xing Yan will never compare to.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally sorted out his mood, stood up from the bed, looked at the clothes He Qi took off in the morning, and felt that he had to cheer up.He could no longer drift with the dreaded emotions which he had suffered five years ago.To change, change now.He didn't want He Qi to see him bewildered, he had to be distracted by other things.Otherwise, it would be like this day by day, and he would have no way to hide it any longer.

Xing Yan walked over and picked up He Qi's clothes one by one from the ground.He suddenly felt a great sadness welling up in his throat, and tears welled up from his eyes.He buried his face in the ball of clothes with such a smell, and sobbed.

He Qi came back very early today, he came back before the sun set on the long slope.Xing Yan was sitting on the balcony at that time, bathed in golden sunlight all over his body, staring at the busy road not far away in a daze.At night, it becomes a river of lights again.He Qi came up from the long slope, and when he just passed the corner, Xing Yan saw him.He stretched half of his body out of the railing, regardless of whether he could hear him or not, he kept waving and calling to him, like a big golden retriever that had been waiting for its master to come back, wagging its tail excitedly.

When He Qi got closer, he heard his voice, followed the voice and looked up, and saw him.He seemed to be in a good mood today, standing where he was and talking loudly to Xing Yan, and kept making incomprehensible gestures to him.Xing Yan guessed for a long time, and could only shout at him: "I don't know what you said?"

As soon as he walked forward, his figure disappeared into the surrounding buildings, and he couldn't see it in Xing Yan's field of vision.He was a little anxious in his heart, he really wanted to hear what He Qi said, but the wind on the top floor was so strong that he couldn't hear anything except the sound of "snorting" in his ears.When Xing Yan was about to run downstairs, he ran into He Qi in the stairwell in the middle of the floor.

He Qi was so out of breath from running, he leaned on the escalator and gasped for breath.Xing Yan wanted to wait for him to catch his breath before talking to him, so he stood by the wall.He Qi stared at him, with an expression of wanting to talk to him, a pair of big eyes in the dark and dark stairwell became bright and moist due to the previous strenuous exercise, and the sound of heavy breathing was infinitely amplified in the narrow stairwell , wrapped around Xing Yan's auditory nerves like a slippery snake.

"You just...do you have something to say to me?"

The passage of time is fair to everyone, and every minute and every second has a unified measurement.However, the perception of time is different for each person, and even between species—humans, animals, fish, insects, flowers, birds, plants, and every single individual on the earth, their somatosensory time is also different.The ancient big tree, for thousands of years, only lasts for a day; the mayfly in the water, only a few days and nights for a lifetime.

Xing Yan thought that the two of them spent a long, long time in silence in the stairwell, like a century.But in He Qi's view, it's just a few breaths.

Xing Yan asked him if he had anything to say to him. Seeing him so anxious downstairs just now, it must be a very important matter.He Qi laughed, and couldn't speak for a while, he ran too fast and almost lost his breath on the road.He stroked his chest, waited for his breath to calm down, and then said to Xing Yan: "I'll take you somewhere." After he finished speaking, he was about to run downstairs, down two steps, stopped to think, and started to go again up run.Xing Yan was confused by him and stopped to look at him.

He Qi raised the briefcase in his hand, and happily said: "I forgot to put it back, you wait here for me, I will come down immediately."

After saying this, he ran upstairs eagerly following the footsteps of "Deng Deng Deng Deng".