Hitomi Ri

"Tomorrow, the temperature in City C will drop below 12 degrees. It is expected to last for three days. Although the temperature has dropped sharply, the arrival of this round of cold air will significantly improve the air quality. Citizens, please pay attention to keeping warm..." Zhou Yi said The car radio is annoyed by the stop-and-go traffic conditions during the rush hour.The autumn wind outside the window is bleak, and the temperature drop has begun to take shape. The fog on the windshield to heat the glass gradually dissipated.

When I got home to shake off the chill, the small ribbons on the central air conditioner fluttered to send warm air, and there was a faint sound of soup cooking in the kitchen.A tall figure was busy in front of the kitchen counter, Zhou Yi hugged the flexible waist from behind, buried his head in the stumped neck that was exposed from the beige sweater, and took a deep breath, the smell of his sunshine.

"Come back, wash your hands quickly, you can eat right away."

"What to eat? I just want to eat you"

The person in his arms turned around, put his arms around Zhou Yi's neck, and showed his signature smile,

"You can eat whatever you want tonight."

When he smiles, his head will turn slightly to the right, and lazy eyes flow out from the corners of his eyes, making the small mole at the end of his left eyebrow extraordinarily seductive, and the corners of his mouth are more curved to make it more exposed, and less curved to make it colder. The style is also indescribable.No matter how many times Zhou Yi watched it, his heart still throbbed violently, as if he had lost his soul.

After the clouds cleared and the rain cleared up at night, Zhou Yi looked at the person in his arms. His slightly long bangs lay softly on his smooth forehead. His long and dense eyelashes trembled slightly like a butterfly resting gently. The sound of breathing evenly, it seems that he was really tired and fell asleep so quickly.But Zhou Yi didn't feel sleepy today, he longed for the person beside him wholeheartedly, even though he just hugged him just now, he still felt that it wasn't enough, and he was still afraid that he would disappear suddenly.

The person next to him is Lin Han, who is Zhou Yi's lover. It has been almost ten years since the two of them established their relationship in the third year of high school, and they have lived together for seven years since the third year of junior high school.At first, he rented a house near the school. Later, Zhou Yi graduated from a bachelor’s degree and joined a foreign-funded bank. The year before last, he moved to the current financial company to work as a SAM.Lin Han has top grades since he was a child, but he has a bad relationship with his parents. It can be said that Zhou Yi helped him to study as a graduate student. After graduation, he entered a research institute to do algorithm pre-research.They have walked all the way from teenage lovers, and they have not lost their passion in the ordinary, and there is no seven-year itch, which can even be called the envy of everyone. Laughed.But he always felt that something was missing. Lin Han was beside him, but sometimes it felt like he was far away.

Zhou Yi looked across the head of the bed. Although he could only see a silhouette in the dark at this time, he knew that the photo frame on the head of the bed was a photo he and Lin Han took together in Kyoto last year. In the photo, Lin Han was wearing a cigarette. The cyan casual clothes and the cherry blossoms behind him are not as good-looking as him.On the chest of drawers in the room, next to the TV table in the living room, and under the magnet holder of the refrigerator magnets are all his treasured and Lin Han's bits and pieces.And his mobile phone desktop, screen saver, and WeChat chat background, without exception, are all Lin Han.But the other party never set these things up. Lin Han's background is either the system's own or the natural scenery. Even from his circle of friends, there is no trace of Zhou Yi.

Under the cold moonlight, Lin Han's skin reflected the bright brilliance, like a piece of porcelain or a piece of beautiful jade, Zhou Yi couldn't help brushing it lightly with his fingers, he was still as good-looking as ten years ago...