Boyfriend wakes up and forgets about me

The hot water from the shower poured down, and Ji Pingfan closed his eyes. The hot water washed over his mind, as if he was brought back to that dark and damp dormitory again. Through the eyes of 19-year-old Ji Pingfan, he saw 19 Sui Shangqing's face was full of astonishment.

"I like men." 19-year-old Ji Pingping said calmly, but his hands were slowly clenched behind him into fists, "I'm gay."

In Ji Pingfan's life, he had never been honest with others about it.

He is also as afraid as Shang Qing, afraid of strange eyes from others, the disappointed eyes of his family members, and even himself.

This is like a terminal illness. If you can simply take medicine and never relapse, then no one will go on this road without knowing the end.

But in front of him, the person who heard his frankness was Shang Qing.

It was the man who cried all the way on his back after being drunk.

This man once cried and said: "I don't want to do this either, I also want to spend Qixi Festival with my lover hand in hand, instead of having a drink with your straight roommate!"

"What can I do if I like a man, I'm also desperate!"

This is a person who, like him, once felt hopeless.

It was so rare, Ji Pingfan, who was silent at the time, thought, it was like a gift from heaven to him.

They are destined to be together, to heal each other, to cling to each other.

Build a little home and become a family.

After turning off the shower, Ji Pingfan took the bath towel and put it on, thinking contentedly, his little gift has now wrapped itself up and waited for him to unwrap it layer by layer.

As expected, Shang Qing was sitting on the bed in the master bedroom. He should have taken a shower too, and his hair was still stained with water.He hung his head down to play with his mobile phone, even if he heard the bathroom door open, he ignored it, only the back of his neck and red ear tips were exposed.

He also brought a pillow, and now it is placed side by side with Ji Ping's, as if it belonged to it originally.

...Oh, that seems to be the truth.

Ji Pingfan didn't ask him why he was here, and approached him naturally while wiping his hair, "What are you looking at?"

Creamy scented shower gel.

Shang Qing sniffled, but put the phone upside down on the bed in his hand, pretending to be calm and said: "It's nothing."

The smell of milk was far away from Shang Qing, and Ji Pingfan didn't ask the bottom line. Compared with Shang Qing's calmness, he seemed much more natural.

Even until he turned off the light and went to bed, he didn't have the slightest objection to Shang Qing appearing in the master bedroom.

Shang Qing looked at Ji Pingfan in the dark, not knowing what to say.

"Aren't you sleeping yet?" Ji Pingfan yawned, "Go to bed earlier."

Shang Qing stared at him until he closed his eyes and seemed to be really asleep, then angrily lifted the quilt on the other side and lay down.

He raised his arms, hesitated for a moment, and still fiercely wrapped around Ji Pingfan's waist.

The head rested on his shoulder, biting through the quilt.

"You've been like this since we did it for the first time, bite me." Ji Pingfan closed his eyes, and Shang Qing's whole body was about to stick to his body, so he could naturally feel the vibration of his chest when he spoke, and the slight tremor made him feel a little bit A solid sense of security.

"Our first time..." Thanks to the darkness, he couldn't see his blushing expression, "Who is it?"

"You lost because you drank a glass of wine in advance to add to the fun," Ji Pingfan said with a smile, "Actually, I really didn't intend to argue with you about this before, not to mention that you have made sufficient investigation preparations for this."

Shang Qing thought of the experience of looking up information on the mobile phone before, so he just hugged Ji Pingfan tightly and shut up quietly.

"You bit me when you woke up, saying that I was taking advantage of others." Ji Pingfan held his hand, turned over to face him, his eyes were as bright as stars, "But it's very cool, do you want to try it?"

Ji Ping was too close to him, Shang Qing was surrounded by the strong milky smell, and slowed down his breathing involuntarily.

"what?"

Shang Qing heard himself playing dumb.

"Strawberry flavor, I saw you took it." Ji Pingfan pressed his other hand on his waist and stroked it gently through his pajamas, "You have always liked this."

Ji Pingfan's slightly hoarse voice because of lust, and the warm hand on his waist.

The body does not lose memory, and Shang Qing felt it almost instantly.

Leaning forward slightly, her lips unconsciously met her.

The 34-year-old Ji Ping's skills are too high, far from being comparable to what Shang Qing read from the Internet.

When being pressed on the bed with his back pressed, Shang Qing always felt that he had suffered from amnesia.

But when he tilted his head and kissed Ji Pingfan who was tightly behind him, he forgot everything.