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Zhu Shen was dragged back to the room by Zhong Heng. Before leaving, he saw Zhong Heng casually glanced at the trash can, and the extinguished cigarette standing on the ashtray was from him.

Zhu Shen immediately lowered his head, like a primary school student being caught in the wrong place, and became embarrassed.

He promised Zhong Heng not to smoke.

Zhong Heng didn't say anything, just pursed his lips, seeing that Zhu Shen's whole body was soaked, he dragged him to take a bath.

Naihe Zhushen rooted himself on the chair without moving, quietly looking at Zhong Heng.

Zhong Heng had no choice but to take out a bath towel from the room, put it on Zhu Shen's head, and gently wipe his wet hair.

Zhu Shen looked as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his hair was still dripping. Zhong Heng never asked him why, but there was a slight pain in his heart.

His movements were very gentle, and Zhu Shen squinted his eyes comfortably, even enjoying it.Like a kitten whose chin is being scratched, it unconsciously raised its head obediently, but saw Zhong Heng's expression on the reflective metal cabinet, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Zhong Heng didn't speak, he was brushing Zhu Shen's hair, his hands were too busy to answer.

But Zhu Shen refused to let Mu Hulu ignore him, turned around, grabbed the towel in Zhong Heng's hand, and called his name softly.

"Zhong Heng."

Zhong Heng paused in his hand.

"Zhong Heng."

There was another sound, the ending sound rising.

This time, Zhong Heng completely stopped moving.

He had never been called by Zhu Shen like this before. He opened his mouth slowly as if holding tender and affectionate honey, which made people sink into it.

As long as it's from Zhu Shen, let alone honey, he can swallow even a knife.

"What are you thinking about?"

As soon as his hands stopped, his mouth loosened, and Zhong Heng's voice seemed to be suppressed with deep regret, and he said in a low voice: "If I could come earlier..."

It would be nice if we could come earlier.

If you can come earlier, you won't walk in the rain in embarrassment, and you won't be lonely smoking a cigarette in front of the window.

Zhu Shen was startled, as if he had heard Zhong Heng's unfinished words, and his heart seemed to be slightly twisted.Looking away, he said, "But you're already here."

very nice.This is enough.

Zhong Heng remained silent.

Only then did Zhu Shen react belatedly, and asked him, "Why did you come here?"

"The front desk said you were up there."

Zhu Shen looked at Zhong Heng, as if he must come up with an answer: "I'm asking, why did you come here?"

Zhong Heng said helplessly, "I'll deliver the candy."

Zhu Shen finally showed a sincere smile.

This boring gourd, he obviously missed him, but he said he was here to give candy.

Zhong Heng actually took out a candy box from his pocket.

The smell of the smoke that was passed through his mouth before has not dissipated, it is slightly bitter and choking, but because it was given to him by Zhu Shen, he feels that it is better than all good things.

I saw him take out one from the candy box, put it in the palm of his hand, then reached out and handed it to Zhu Shen, and asked softly, "Do you want to eat?"

Zhu Shen smiled suddenly, with a fine wave at the end of his eyes, as if he was quietly pushing someone away.He got closer, but he didn't stretch out his hand, he just lowered his head and stretched out a small tongue, his eyes were still staring at Zhong Heng.

He is sitting, Zhong Heng is standing.

With a twist of his tongue, Zhong Heng's fingers trembled slightly, and the peach candy entered Zhu Shen's mouth.

"Do you want to eat?" Zhu Shen asked him with a smile.

There is a small hook hidden in the eyes and mouth.

Zhu Shen is the bait.

Before the other party nodded and took the bait, the bait rushed over impatiently—no, it was the bait that pulled the other party's tie and pulled it down, causing Zhong Heng to bend down.

Zhu Shen raised his head, held Zhong Heng's face with his cold hands, and kissed his lips with his cold lips.

It was a strenuous posture for both of them, but no one felt tired.

The peach candy slid from Zhu Shen's mouth into Zhong Heng's mouth, it was obviously a cool and sweet taste, but it made people feel dazed.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows behind him was the dripping rain, and water jets dripped angrily along the glass one after another.

The towel in his hand fell to the ground, and with a snap, the four glued lips parted.

Zhu Shen's body was too cold, Zhong Heng stroked his dripping hair, and gently pressed the bridge of his nose against his forehead, as if giving him some comfort.

Zhu Shen really quieted down, lying on Zhong Heng's shoulder and panting lightly.

After a while, he stood up, his eyes were red.

When he looked at Zhong Heng, there was a layer of mist in his eyes, like a floor-to-ceiling window between the two, he was outside the window, and Zhong Heng was inside the window.

Zhong Heng took two steps back, leaned over and picked up the towel scattered on the ground that interrupted their staggered breathing, and looked at Zhu Shen's pale face worriedly, "I'll put the bath water. You take a bath. "

His body was too cold.

Unexpectedly, the man had just walked two steps, and before his hand touched the doorknob, Zhu Shen suddenly hugged him from behind.

"Let me hold you for a while."

The voice was slightly hoarse, and Zhong Heng couldn't take a step with the exhaustion of nostalgia.

Or rather, he never thought of leaving.

Being needed by Zhu Shen, even if it's just a life-saving straw, seems to give him meaning.

Since he was a child, his grandmother told him that most good things are not strong, and the colored clouds are easy to disperse and the glass is brittle.So he never dared to be greedy, and asked for even less.

"Yeah." Zhong Heng stood upright by the door and sighed softly.

He knew that Zhu Shen liked his back view.

I knew it early on.

Zhu Shen didn't resist this time, with a mouthful of sweetness, he took a hot bath under Zhong Heng's supervision before coming out.

When he came out, he was wearing a white nightgown, and the collar around him was slightly wet from the water-stained hair.Zhong Heng glanced at him, said nothing, reached out and took out two clean towels from the rack, put one on his shoulders and the other on his head.

As soon as the soft towel was placed on Zhu Shen's head, Zhu Shen turned his head to look at Zhong Heng, but before he could ask, Zhong Heng pushed him to sit in front of the mirror, and gave him He rubbed his hair.

So he was sitting again, and Zhong Heng was standing.Just when they were brushing their hair, the two exchanged a sweet kiss, Zhu Shen lowered his head, his cheeks were a little hot.

Zhong Heng in the mirror still didn't show any expression, his lips were pursed, and his jaw line looked extremely sharp like a knife.

Although he didn't know what he was thinking, such Zhong Heng already made him feel very at ease and gentle.

Zhong Heng is not a sword, but a shield. His coldness is neither sharp nor aggressive. It must be said that it is more like a kind of self-protection.

Zhu Shen stared at Zhong Heng in the mirror, lost in thought.

When his hair was half dry, Zhong Heng wanted to find a hair dryer to dry his hair, but Zhu Shen refused.

"I don't like to blow dry," he said.

Zhong Heng had no choice but to follow him, took him to the sofa and sat down, brought another cup of boiled green bud tea, and sat beside him.

The half-wet hair hanging on Zhu Shen's head looked longer and made his face smaller.Zhu Shen sat on the sofa with bent legs, stared at the foam in the teacup for a while, put down the cup, paused, and finally said, "Don't you want to know why I came to Nicheng?"

"Do you want to talk?" Zhong Heng asked him.

"I am willing." Zhu Shen looked at him, "I am willing to tell you."

Zhong Heng looked at him quietly.

Zhu Shen originally thought that it would be very difficult to tell those secrets that had been hidden for many years, but he didn't expect that when he really said it, it was easier than he imagined.

"You should know that people on Ruyi Mountain always like to seek a good match when they get married. My father and my mother are in a business marriage, and then I have some." His voice was a little dry, so he took another sip of tea: "My mother was married before There is a person she likes, who is her senior brother who studied painting, and that person did not fight with her to the end, so she was trapped in Zhu's family for the rest of her life."

"My mother didn't want to see me at first, but when I was young, she found that I had a keen sense of color, so she took me to learn painting. Later, I copied a painting of someone she liked, very similar, It is almost possible to confuse the fake with the real." After a pause, Zhu Shen closed his eyes and said, "That was the beginning of my nightmare."

On Zhu Shen's tenth birthday, he copied the ink painting that Fu Yunzhi hung on the bedside and gave it to her as a gift.After Fu Yunzhi saw it, he was deeply stimulated, and yelled like crazy, dragging him to Paradise Lake, almost drowning him in the cold lake water.

Many years later, Zhu Shen found out that the painting he copied was painted by You Sheng.

That is her most important treasure, and no one can tarnish it.

"She doesn't seem to think of me as her child, she just wants me to be a painting tool. But I also know that she will only look at me when I paint, so I started to paint according to her meaning Draw it." Zhu Shen shrugged: "If the painting is good, she will smile at most. If the painting is not good, she will say a lot of hurtful things. She hates everyone in Zhu's family. I will not allow myself to be bad."

Zhong Heng put his arms around Zhu Shen's shoulders, and said in a deep voice, "You are fine."

Zhu Shen smiled softly and didn't take it seriously.

Zhong Heng said to him with an extremely serious and emphatic tone: "You are really good."

Zhu Shen stopped laughing, looked at Zhong Heng ignorantly, lowered his eyes, infinitely dim: "It will be better later."

Because he wanted Fu Yunzhi to be happy.

As long as he can remember, Fu Yunzhi has devoted himself to taking his own life, committing suicide countless times, large and small.

The last time, on a thunderstorm night, he finally committed suicide by swallowing sleeping pills.

Fu Yunzhi said in the diary left in country L that she and her senior brother had made an appointment to elope together. On that day, there was a torrential rain in Yancheng that had not been seen in decades, and the transportation system was paralyzed. It was God who helped them.

She waited and waited at the appointed place, and in the end, none of her senior brothers showed up.

It was Zhu Shen's father, who was her fiancé at the time, who picked her up.

She didn't give up and wanted to find him, but the place where he lived was already empty.The man only left her a letter, saying that he had already figured out how to end this relationship, told her not to make unnecessary entanglements, and advised her to cherish her fiancé.

She was traded by the Fu family and the Zhu family like a commodity, but she was helpless.

"Even so, the last sentence she left me was asking to be cremated and made into a necklace. She wants to be with the person she likes." Putting down the teacup, Zhu Shen took out a small flannel box from the side , is royal blue silk, which was her favorite during her lifetime.Zhu Shen looked at the box in a daze: "But the person she was waiting for can't remember her anymore, he has a child with someone else."

Zhong Heng rubbed his shoulder and said softly, "Are you feeling sorry for mom?"

"I'm not sad." Zhu Shen raised his head, stubbornly keeping tears from his eyes: "She asks for benevolence, so why should I be sad?"

Zhong Heng led him gently into his arms, and patted his arm: "If she wants someone in the world to feel sorry for her?"

Zhu Shen was stunned, and murmured: "But she... clearly looks like she really wants to be relieved, and really wants to go to that person's side."

Zhong Heng patted his shoulder lightly.

Zhu Shen fell into memory again.

In fact, Fu Yunzhi would occasionally be very gentle, and when Zhushen was hurt, he would gently apply medicine to him.Although the tone was cold, saying that he didn't want him to delay tomorrow's painting because of a small injury, Zhu Shen firmly believed that she was caring about herself.

Occasionally when it rains, he sees Fu Yunzhi standing by the curtain, staring at the rain curtain on the window, weeping subduedly.It's just that he didn't understand at that time, why Fu Yunzhi was crying, and he didn't understand until later.

On a rainy day many years ago, she did not wait for her lover, and was imprisoned in a cage forever.

The two chatted like this until the evening, and Zhu Shen finally let out a long sigh of relief after confiding in his thoughts over the past ten years.

After dinner, Zhu Shen asked Zhong Heng in a low voice: "Tomorrow... can you accompany me to a place?"

Zhong Heng nodded.

Zhu Shen pinched the box and said, "She always urges me to send her home in her dreams. I don't know if I did something wrong by forcing her to be detained for so many years."

Zhong Heng comforted him in a low voice: "You are not wrong."

"I seem to know the feeling of wanting to see someone but not being able to see them. It's very sad. It turns out that she has suffered so much for so many years."

In an instant, all the light in Zhong Heng's eyes went out, but he still endured it and took Zhu Shen back to the room: "Sleep, I will accompany you tomorrow."

It was still raining outside, endlessly, and the whole city seemed to be engulfed in dark mist.

Occasionally, there is light to tear through the silent darkness, but it is only for a moment. The lightning like a sharp arrow is the messenger of thunder. It only takes a moment for the crackling thunder to reach the eardrum from high altitude.

Zhu Shen was in a cold sweat, tossing and turning.

He is afraid.

But it's hard to say.

Suddenly, a corner of the door was opened, and someone walked in with gentle steps.

Zhu Shen didn't open his eyes, but he sniffed lightly and smelled the heavy woody fragrance from the person's body, which was enough for him to judge who he was.

Zhong Heng stood in front of his bed and watched him for a long time.Zhu Shen held his breath, listening to the thunder outside the window, finally he was no longer afraid.

When Zhong Heng turned around and was about to leave, the corner of his clothes was suddenly caught.

"Don't go." Zhu Shen suddenly opened his eyes and said.

The lightning beam illuminated the room for a moment, and Zhu Shen's eye sockets seemed to be wet.

Zhong Heng's heart was pulled.

He knew that he couldn't go.

So he turned around, sat beside Zhu Shen's bed, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

Zhu Shen was drenched in the rain, fragile like a child, all the usual lazy or arrogant pretense fell apart.

"You sleep with me." He looked at Zhong Heng and said.

Zhong Heng looked at Zhu Shen for a long time, and his Adam's apple rolled over and over again in the silent and dark room. After a while, he still went to bed.

He was wearing home clothes, and the temperature in the room was not adjusted too low by Zhu Shen, so it was okay to deal with it for a night.

Suddenly, with a heavy weight on his body, Zhu Shen put a thin quilt on him.

——In other words, Zhu Shen gave him half of his quilt.

Zhong Heng turned around, turned his back to Zhu Shen, carefully restraining his emotions.It was too difficult, how could he stay in such a confined space with Zhu Shen without distraction?

Unable to focus on nothing else, every corner of the mind seems to be sacrilege.

boom boom --

The thunder kept ringing outside the window, but Zhu Shen was no longer afraid.What rang in his ears was just a dull and dull voice, just like the person beside him.

From so close, he seemed to be able to hear the heartbeat on this bed, whether it was his own or the other's.

He stretched out his hand from Zhong Heng's back and walked around in front of him, like a flying swallow that moved away in the cold season and finally returned to its nest in spring.

The opponent froze.

Zhu Shen's hand did not let go.

Zhong Heng also let him hold him.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard the breathing of the person behind him become even and steady, as if he had fallen asleep.He suddenly heard a raving, which was shattered by the thunder, and excited again in his chest cavity.

His heart was already full of thunder from the moment he saw Zhu Shen, and he had a face, and he still pretended to be calm.

Although the raving was shattered by the thunder, but they were too close, he could feel how Zhu Shen's breath gushed into his ears.

What did you say?

——"I like you so much."

……

The sound of the pattering rain bears the breath of each other's confusion and intertwining, and when they touch each other for a while, it's ups and downs, and it's hard to know whose wish has been fulfilled.

The night is still long, no one wants to sleep.

The author has something to say: Yesterday there was a sister who said that she would exchange her ten years of being single in exchange for the two of them sleeping together

Hurry up... Take back the words, everyone will pretend they didn't see_(:зゝ∠)_

Thanks to Ye Yeye and Han Sheng for their irrigation =3=