The Man Who Picked the Stars

Kim Jae Joong has been doing well recently, to be precise, it's been great.

The door creaked and opened a small crack.The young man stepped into the door nimbly, turned around, but stopped abruptly.Jin Jaejoong awkwardly held his shoes, and stared at Zheng Yunhao who was sitting at the table.

"Why haven't you slept yet..." The boy forced a smile on his face.

Zheng Yunhao sat at the table, looked at him with a gloomy face, and did not answer.

The boy moved his toes uneasily.

The man's eyes swept across the dew-wetted hair of the young man, and he tightened his hand holding the cane.Recently, for unknown reasons, the man's leg injury recurred, and he used crutches again.

"What's wrong?" The boy scratched his head awkwardly.But the pain in his hair could not help but make him shrink his neck, and he put down his hand brilliantly.

"..."

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

The long, silent stare made Jin Zaizhong feel a little unhappy.

The boy threw his schoolbag on the carpet angrily, and stared at Zheng Yunhao not to be outdone.

"What?" The tiredness on the man's face was clearly visible. He struggled to sit by the sofa and put his crutches aside.

"It feels like I've done something wrong."

"Don't you?" the man asked back, the shadows under his eyelids were heavy.

Depressed tone, gloomy words.And so, and so again.

Jin Zaizhong's temples jumped up, and he walked quickly to the man, standing sharply.

"Then what did I do?" He mumbled angrily.

"What have you been doing?"

"Go out and hang out." Jin Zaizhong replied with a calm face.

Since the establishment of their relationship, the two have gotten along quite like glue, and this is the first time they have seen such a stiff scene.

Recently, the boy returned home later and irregularly, causing the man's face to show displeasure.Today can be regarded as not returning all night, Jin Zaizhong knew he was wronged, and didn't want to make more excuses, but Zheng Yunhao's lukewarm attitude really annoyed him.The wildness buried deep in the boy's bones began to boil again.

"Fuck?!" Zheng Yunhao stood up slowly, his tall body enveloped the boy.The man's hand reached out to him, and Jin Jaejoong couldn't help but close his eyes.

He felt the man's hand through his hair.

Opening his eyes again, the boy's eyes could not help but freeze on the broken glass slag in Zheng Yunhao's hand and the blood stains left on it.No wonder the head was always stabbing on the way back, and the boy suddenly realized.

"Fuck, no matter how much you mess around, you shouldn't have this virtue!"

There was obvious reproach in the tone.

"Today, I called the night school people."

A strong grievance welled up in the boy's heart, he pursed his lips stubbornly, and stared at Zheng Yunhao without saying a word.

The man didn't notice the boy's abnormality, and still said in a deep voice: "Zaizhong, I don't care if you like to play, and you can just tell me if you don't miss the book. But please take care of your own safety. Disheveled clothes and smell of alcohol, isn't it The state I want to see." The man's eyes were full of condemnation.

Jin Zaizhong looked at the man in a daze, then lowered his eyes and said, "Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?"

"One bad boy. That's how you see me, isn't it?"

The boy raised his head, with genuine sadness in his eyes.

"Zheng Yunhao, how can you say that about me..." He shrank his feet, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from the man.

"In your eyes, I'm still that little bastard living on the street."

"I just don't do my job all day to make you sad, don't I..."

"...in the middle" the man frowned, sighed halfway, and made a gesture to pull the boy's arm.

"I see," the boy took a step back, avoiding the man's touch, "I won't be like this in the future."

After speaking, he rushed upstairs quickly, locked the door, and fell powerlessly on the bed.There was an oppressive silence in the air, but the boy's mind was buzzing.His thoughts were like a mess, and the unresolvable knots were layered on top of one problem, repeatedly hitting the boy's aching brain-the man didn't really trust him.

Jin Jaejoong buried his face in the quilt, feeling the slow suffocation attacking him.

There was a rhythmic knocking sound outside the door. It was the man's crutches, knocking on the center of the gold one after another along the steps.

Jin Zaizhong got under the quilt again.

"Zaizhong." There was a soft knock on the door.

"..."

"Zaizhong, open the door." The man knocked tirelessly, "Zaizhong."

Kim Jaejoong remained motionless.

"Jazhong, please, can you open the door?"

"Why do you want to open it?" After a long time, the boy's voice came from under the quilt.

"Because I have something to tell you."

Jin Zaizhong lifted the quilt, turned over and sat on the bed.

"say what?"

"..."

"What do I want to ask you to say?!" Kim Jaejoong shouted impatiently.

"..." There was a long silence, so long that the young man thought that the person behind the door had already left.

"Say love you."

Through the thick door panel, the man's soft moan, like a whisper, quietly drifted into the young man's ears.

The boy was stunned for a while, then rushed to the door.He stared at the door panel in front of him, his mind was blank and his heart was beating like a drum.

He asked tremblingly, "What did you say?"

"……sorry."

"The previous sentence!" The boy shouted angrily.

Jin Zaizhong opened the door violently, and the man's tired and slightly helpless face appeared in front of his eyes.

The man twitched the corner of his mouth and said sadly, "I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't have..."

The following words were all blocked by the young man.Jin Zaizhong threw himself into the man's arms, frantically entangled his lips and tongue, sucking the body fluid from the man's mouth.Zheng Yunhao took a step back, able to bear the boy's weight.The boy's body temperature was like a hot iron, so hot that he was caught off guard and unable to let go.

I knew this sentence was useful... The man sighed in his heart.

The man never expected that things would develop to this point. One second they were still fighting each other, and the next second they were making out.When Zheng Yunhao came back to his senses, the location of the kiss had been shifted from the corridor to the boy's bed.

He watched in amazement as the boy sat on top of him, fiddling with his belt.

"Zizhong!" The man grabbed his belt, "What are you doing?"

"Why can't you see it?" The boy said confidently, "Do what you should do!"

"No!" Zheng Yunhao took advantage of his weight, rolled over and pinned Jin Jaejoong under him, stopping his flailing hands and feet.

"Ji Zhong, you are too young." The man tried his best to calm down his chaotic breathing.

"You're so young!" Jin Zaizhong frowned, "Your whole family is so young!"

"Zaizhong..." Zheng Yunhao showed disapproval in his eyes.

"I'm already twenty!!!" Jin Jaejoong collapsed and covered his face, "I'm an adult, okay!!! Uncle, don't you be afraid of wilting every day when you're old!!!"

"That's not OK."

"Row!"

"no!"

"I said yes..."

While struggling hard, the boy accidentally touched the man's lower abdomen.Feeling the fiery hardness, Jin Zaizhong raised his head and met the man's eyes in disbelief.The man looked away in embarrassment.After a short period of stupefaction, the young man put on a playful smile.He stopped struggling, put his hands around the man's neck, and brought his lips to the man's ear.

"Uncle..." The man's ears were reddened by the hot air, and the corners of the boy's lips parted even further.

"It's not that you don't want it, right?" The young man felt the man's stiff body, struggling to stick his hands and feet to it.After being exposed to the man's heat, the flame in the boy's heart also burned even more.

Jin Zaizhong buried his face in the hot neck of the man, and asked softly:

"Now, do you want to do it?"

Hearing the sound of the man's Adam's apple sliding up and down, Jin Zaizhong smiled.His hand moved down slowly, pressing down on the man's reaction part.

Jin Zaizhong licked and bit the man's Adam's apple jerky, feeling the man's suppressed tremor.He plucked up his courage and continued to plunge down, biting the first button on the man's chest.The boy tugged vigorously, the shirt on his chest was wet with saliva, revealing the faint skin under the fabric.The boy blushed, buried himself in the man's naked and hot chest, and let out a soft breath.

In the next second, he was knocked down by a surprisingly large force, and then the black quilt covered him, making him airtight.The boy struggled hard and pulled back the heavy bedding.The last thing that catches my eyes is the back of the man running away.

The boy sat on the bed blankly, staring at the shaking door for a few seconds with the remaining heat in his body.Then, he burst out laughing: "What..."

The boy covered his hot face and fell on the bed.

"Idiot..." The complaining tone seemed a bit coquettish when the boy said it.

"I really lost to you," Jin Zaizhong slumped on the bed, looking at the ceiling and murmured, "In this way, maybe we can hide it for a while."

"Uncle, hurry up and like me more..."

"Make yourself even more inseparable from me..." The boy reached out and grabbed the quilt, covering his face.

"I really want to be like this..."

"That's it..." The murmur gradually became low, and finally fell silent.

The wind blew through the screen window and brushed over the man's hot face.Zheng Yunhao leaned against the kitchen, drank the water in the glass in one go, and coughed funny. "Really, Jin Zaizhong..." The helpless sigh contained love and pampering.

After regaining his sanity, the man's gaze fell silent again.

He looked at the pale sky outside the window, and murmured, "Za Zhong, don't let me down..."

The wind passed by, and even this whispered word of worry dissipated in the air in an instant.