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Five thousand four hundred and one great gods, five thousand four hundred and two great gods, five thousand four hundred and three great gods...

Still can't sleep!

The air conditioner is not broken, but the quilt is very soft, it must be the problem of the bed, the bed is not comfortable enough.He ran to the balcony and opened the window to blow the air, but he was caught in the heat of the summer night.

It's still cooler in the house.But he didn't want to go back, he leaned on the window to watch the night scene in front of him, and there were still a few sleepless residents in the building opposite.

The clouds in the sky are like cloud cakes spread out one by one, and the moonlight densely penetrates the gaps between them, plating a layer of silver edges.

"It's so pretty..." He took out his phone to take a picture, and saw Zhai Xin's face on the lock screen.Sang Lu took this picture very beautifully, feeling that Zhai Xin was completely melted into the soft light behind him, and the gentle side face was particularly touching.

"It's so beautiful..." His finger touched Zhai Xin's face and slid to his lips.

He remembered the kiss again.

Damn...he covered his face, how could anyone fall asleep like that!

The next morning, when the male duck's voice began to sing "Sunday'scoming" for the tenth time, Sang Xiaohua finally opened her eyes.

He didn't know what time last night he fell asleep, and now he was so sleepy that he missed the zoo.In order to prevent the situation that he couldn't get up even after hearing the alarm clock, he deliberately adjusted the time earlier by half an hour.

He forcefully propped up his eyelids and crawled to wash, almost using facial cleanser as toothpaste and squeezing it on the toothbrush.He looked at his face in the mirror, and Sang Xiaohua on the opposite side looked unhappy, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a smell... How should I put it, decadent?

If Sang Xiaobai saw him like this, he would probably comment: "You must be dissatisfied with your desires."

……

God damn desire dissatisfaction!

He rubbed his face violently, and said to Sang Xiaohua in the mirror: "Yoxi, keep this state, and go surprise the male god!"

Sang Xiaohua in the mirror looked back at him with vigor and vitality.

Zhai Xin opened the door, he had already changed into running gear, exuding a refreshing and sporty atmosphere.He looked at Sang Xiaohua at the door, and said with a smile, "You are very motivated."

"Of course." Sang Xiaohua said, "This is necessary."

Zhai Xin looked down: "You just wear sneakers to run?"

Sang Xiaohua blushed: "This...my pair of running shoes haven't been cleaned yet."

Just kidding, do dead otaku need anything else besides slippers and sneakers?As a Converse diehard sneaker is life, okay?I haven't worn running shoes since I graduated from college!

"I can't help it." Zhai Xin turned around and went back to rummage in the shoe cabinet, "I'm looking for my old ones, what size do you wear?"

"41." Sang Xiaohua said, "42 is also fine, maybe a little bigger."

The feet are so small.Zhai Xin imagined it in his heart, and the barefoot Sang Xiaohua raised his feet... He leaned over and took out a shoebox from the bottom floor. "There happened to be a pair, and Xiaoying bought me the wrong number."

Sang Xiaohua took it over and took a look. It happened to be the same style as the pair on Zhai Xin's feet, and the color was exactly the same.

Hey hey, couple shoes.

They jog around the neighborhood.

It was only then that Sang Xiaohua realized that there were quite a few people who got up early to run, and the gray-haired old man ran more easily than him.There is a park nearby, which is not very big, but it is very suitable for exercise and morning jogging.

This is the life young people should live!Sang Xiaohua thought confidently, it's too fulfilling, this feeling full of vigor!He felt like he was going to take off!When the grandparents who were practicing Tai Chi in the small square watched them laugh, he responded with a pretty big smile.

Ah, this is youth!

Although he soon stopped laughing.After running two laps, he was panting as if he had asthma, and his lungs hurt like they were about to burst.Running is not a human thing!He said while running: "I...I can't...I, I want to finish..."

Zhai Xin slowed down and squatted down to look at him: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Sang Xiaohua nodded violently, and just this nodding action cost him half his life.

"Your breathing is wrong when you run. You can't keep your mouth open. You need to adjust your breathing." He helped Sang Xiaohua up and put his hands on his chest. "You relax first and take a few deep breaths."

Sang Xiaohua sniffed violently.

Zhai Xin almost suspected that he was acting cute on purpose... doing these cute little behaviors on purpose to tease people.

"Inhale through your nose first, and then exhale slowly." Zhai Xin stroked his back with his hands instead, "Do you feel better?"

Sang Xiaohua nodded, her face was still full of blood, hot and red, like a ripe red apple waiting to be picked.

This line is a bit bad, Sang Xiaohua thought, it's too bad, he's about to get excited.

Zhai Xinjiao's method really works. When running, press your tongue against the palate and breathe only through your nose, which greatly reduces the pressure on your lungs.But he really couldn't keep up with his physical strength, his legs became sore and limp within a few laps, and the muscles in his calf shrank together.

"Your physical strength is really weak." Zhai Xin still looked relaxed, not tired or out of breath, and he didn't even have a breath when he laughed, "Let's sit over there and I'll give you a calf muscle massage."

Whoa, whoa, whoa, body contact!Waiting for this is it!It's worth running half to death!

Zhai Xinzhen helped him to the chair.People coming and going looked at them and smiled. He felt that he must look very cowardly, and he wanted to bury his face in the ground.

"Pull up your pants." Zhai Xin squatted down in front of him, "Wearing such long pants, the material is not bad."

"I bought it for the physical fitness test when I was in college... I can't wear it twice a year, and I have kept it until now."

Zhai Xin looked up at him, then smiled and lowered his head.

The trouser legs were rolled up to the knees, and a white calf was exposed to the air. The muscles were tense due to the violent running, and the blue blood vessels under the skin were faintly visible.

"Relax." Zhai Trust lifted his leg, and pressed his fingers on the outside of the gastrocnemius muscle, using a lot of strength. Sang Xiaohua's legs were already weak, but after he pressed them like this, his legs became softer.A small cluster of flames ignited where the skin touched, and moved with the pressing action, causing a tingling sensation, which was directly transmitted to the cerebral cortex.

Terrible.Sang Xiaohua couldn't help but wanted to pull back his leg, but he found that he didn't even have the strength to pull it back.

Zhai Xin suddenly poked a spot, and Sang Xiaohua yelled in a low voice, "Damn it hurts!"

"This is the Chengshan acupoint. If your calf is tired and painful, you can press here to relieve fatigue." Zhai Xin lowered his eyebrows and did a leg massage seriously, while explaining the acupoints and their effects to Sang Xiaohua.

"You know a lot..." Sang Xiaohua was deeply ashamed of her dirty thoughts, "You know a lot."

"As people get older, they will gradually pay more attention to these things." Zhai Xin said with a smile, "After all, the body is the most important thing. It is good to know more about these things."

Sang Xiaohua didn't like hearing him say that she was old: "You're just in your early thirties, how can you be called old?"

"Maybe it's an old mentality?" Zhai Xin smiled, and helped him put down the trouser leg again, "change another leg."

He obediently raised his other leg.

Sang Xiaohua looked at the tip of his nose. Zhai Xin didn't wear glasses today, so he could look at him so carefully.Zhai Xin's eyelashes are very long, hanging down like two fans.He still has single eyelids, no, the double eyelid on his right eye is not obvious enough.The bridge of the nose is very straight, the eyebrows are moderately thick, and the shape of the eyebrows is also good-looking. If you don't look carefully, you think they have been specially trimmed.

It's not that kind of particularly outstanding appearance, but it looks so comfortable, and the more you look at it, the more pleasing it is to your eyes.

"I like you." Sang Xiaohua blurted out, "I like you so much."

"The gate is open, this is it." Zhai Xin said with a smile.

Sang Xiaohua became bolder, her sweat-drenched forehead was a little cold after it dried, and he touched Zhai Xin's forehead. "Because I'm chasing you."

Zhai Xin's movements paused for a moment, and then Sang Xiaohua screamed in pain, "It hurts!"

"Did someone give you advice?" Zhai Xin said, "You don't seem to be such a proactive person yourself."

"Don't underestimate me." Sang Xiaohua whispered, "A rising tide also lifts all boats, can't I rely on you to make me bolder?"

Zhai Xin didn't speak or smile, but Sang Xiaohua could feel that he was in a good mood, and the strength in his hands softened a lot.

The sun did not know when it had risen, and it was sitting triumphantly on the clouds, and the sun that spread down gradually brought heat.

There is a soft wind in the park in the morning, blowing the small willow trees by the lake, shallow ripples on the lake, and fat little birds chirping and flying through the bushes, starting a lively day.

Sang Xiaohua's mood is extraordinarily quiet at the moment, as if the whole world has been filtered and polished, making it extremely beautiful.

It's great to like Zhai Xin.He thought to himself, it's good to be able to make changes for the people he likes.

Zhai Xin patted his calf to end the massage.He got up and sat next to Sang Xiaohua, tilting his head to meet Sang Xiaohua's eyes.

"What's wrong? Look at me like that."

Sang Xiaohua lowered her head to pick the letters on her clothes. "No, I suddenly remembered something."

"what's up?"

"It's nothing." Sang Xiaohua said, "You may find it annoying to ask you."

Zhai Xin guessed what he was going to ask, but he still asked with a smile: "Let's hear it?"

"Ah. That's it..." Sang Xiaohua managed to pick off a corner of the letter B, "The letter from yesterday... the one that lingered in my heart..."

His voice was so low that he could barely hear him: "What are you talking about?"

Zhai Xin rubbed his hair. "Don't worry, you don't want to get back with me."

After finally calming down, Sang Xiaohua blushed again: "I didn't think about it."

Zhai Xin smiled and said nothing.

"Then, last time someone framed you for plagiarism?" Sang Xiaohua said, "Lvjiang's legal department said they are still investigating the people behind the scenes, have you offended someone...I mean, will you... ..."

"He didn't do it." Zhai Xin said, "Don't worry, I already know who it is, and it will be resolved soon."

"Oh." Sang Xiaohua didn't speak any more. He moved his calf, and found that he was really relieved, and the little depression in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Xiao Hua." Zhai Xin said, "You can go back on the matter of saying that you can only kiss me if you are together."

"Ah." Sang Xiaohua said, "Huh?"

Out of the corner of Zhai Xin's eyes, he glanced at a couple of elderly people who were exercising in the distance. Most of his body blocked Sang Xiaohua, and he lowered his head and kissed him.

On the branch above the head, the little bird chirped crisply.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

God of procrastination and positive little flower.

Xiao Hua'er: Ah, um, let's do it again, here...

Xiao Hua'er: ... a male god?

Male God: Ah...too tired today, come back tomorrow.

Little Flower: ...

(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ Don't procrastinate on things like this, you bastard! I want to change my partner!